<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">At her touch, Gensokian let himself groan playfully to Isabelle. Deciding that a cheerful expression would be nice to revert to, he let his fear of being misunderstood float away. "That is true," he responded to her question before she kissed his cheek. He leaned himself into her leps, turning his head around to return the favor.<br/><br/>He felt himself blush at her telling that he may have become one of her favorite people. "Oh, you do me too much honor," he said a bit embarrassed. "I just do my job and serve those who need me. There's nothing special about that."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br/><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br/>He kissed her cheek and she smiled, he was charming, that was certain. "There's always something special about serving those that 'need' you." She giggled, softly, and pressed herself tightly to his frame. Her lithe frame craned and curled seductively against his muscled body as she leaned her lips into his ear, eager to remind him of the moment they just shared.<br/><br/>"You served me, when I needed you.."<br/><br/>She purred against his ear, in a sweet, husky, sultry tone. Her hands running down his chest to emphasis on the statement.