<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/ae/95/fc/ae95fca7613783738d741f173a97052d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Argon<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Instructor (Teaches History, Warcraft and Fae magic)<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Inflamed by a cupid<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Gardens<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nothing at all.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Briella<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>No one.<br/><hr/><br/>He wasn't sure what to expect from the kiss. It was passionate and wet. Her tongue tasted like those cinnamon heart candies, her body molded perfectly with his own. A wonderful contrast of hard and soft, yin and yang. He licks her throat slowly and breathes in her scent.<br/><br/><strong>{Briella}</strong>“Mmm... touch me...”<br/><br/>She had incited in him such a hunger for her that it took a good portion of his willpower not to just plunge into her. It was a good feeling to have his blood feel like fire coursing though his his system. Argon lets his hands explore the beautiful cupid's body. The perfect pale skin felt almost as silky as some of the garments she so recently wore. His hands glide down her back and settle on her perfectly pert ass. He can't help but squeeze the firmness of Briella's round bottom as he kisses down her neck and finds her breasts.<br/><br/>He breathes hotly on her nipple for a moment before suckling it. He didn't believe in teasing; they were both craving each other--why get naked and blaze with passion only to put it off?