<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f9/6c/d0/f96cd07702110063cc60a94e41c4b61c.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Jonathan Freitas Sanches (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026924#msg16026924)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Patio Table<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><del>Leather Blue Jacket</del>,<del>White Tee</del>, Light Blue Denim Jeans, White Air Force Ones.<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Stripping<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: All but also Miss Mantis<br/><hr/>With everything understood Jonathan was ready to get back to the card game but the energetic female on his lap soon had his attention again as she sat up and there was a sparkle of mischievousness in her eyes. As her voice dropped an octave and suddenly took on a sultry tone that grabbed Jonathan’s attention, her hips gently wiggled on top of him as she placed a finger on his abs. Jonathan’s eyes looked down to see if she’d pointed at something on his white top but instead saw her finger snake it’s way up before she placed her palm against him.<br/><br/><strong>“What are you up to?” </strong>Jonathan asked before she lowered her face towards him, and then towards his neck. He could feel her warm breath caressing the skin on his neck now, the scent of her again invading his senses. The anticipation rose as Jonathan thought a sudden urge to pull her closer. Almost brushing against his skin, and then………she bit into his neck. The wait had made any contact feel pleasurable and Jonathan felt his hands need to do something so one of them found it’s way under her hair and to the back of her neck and head. His eyes closed for a few seconds, just enjoying the closeness, the sensation of her skin leaving their slight mark on his neck.  And then she was gone.<br/><br/>Before Jonathan could do anything back, or just bask in the moment a little longer, Emma was sitting up again, laughing hysterically as her body shook a bit on top of him as she had a full-body laugh going. He would have said something suggestive; he would have retaliated but with everyone else around and her having already moved on to Rose’s sandals he thought better of it.<br/><br/>With the card’s dealt Jonathan wasn’t really to interested, the chances of him winning having decreased even further than when it was just four of them playing. With the cards he had and the initial flop, he had a small chance of winning with a pair, but he knew it wasn’t a great pair so didn’t get too excited. And he was right not too as Jules got a straight. Jonathan threw his cards into the table,<strong>“Guess it’s time to lose some clothes, being a chair is hot work!”<br/></strong><br/>He had options, he could have taken the kiss challenge and maybe he’d end up kissing Emma, which was high on his wish list currently, and he could answer the question. Only issue is Jonathan didn’t remember the last time he had taken care of himself. He’d stopped doing that awhile back, when loads of people he knew did the same. It was meant to increase productivity and have other benefits that he now couldn’t even remember. So, it was probably over a year ago, and somewhere boring like his bedroom. The easiest option was just to take something off, but what was the decision that needed to be made.<br/><br/>Jonathan leaned back on the sofa, causing some separation between his upper body and Emma, hoping she would be able to keep her balance for long enough for him to take off his tee. Hooking his fingers under the hem he lifted his top up and off with one swift motion, putting the discard tee on the back of the sofa. He could have taken off his shoes but that wouldn’t help him with being too hot. And he didn’t feel awkward at all, thanks to some stints earning some extra money in some female friendly establishments.<strong>“I always end up taking my clothes off first so might as well get it out of the way.”</strong>