Jezebel looked towards the Qiling expectantly.  She was good at following orders... especially when they suited her needs so perfectly.  Affectionately she reached over and ran one  hand over Marcus' chest, delighting in the smoothness of his flesh. Tapping his nipple with one claw, not enough to hurt, she smiled lazily.<br/><br/>"As do I.  Now, if your other skills are as good as your love making, you'll do well, Marcus.  Very well."