He gazed into her eyes and let her power wash over him, and she might feel a similar intensity from him, though his was not supernatural. He gently took her hand and pulled her closer.<br/><br/>He moved into Ty Dao as she pulled him and slipped his hand into her shirt to unlatch her bra. His other hand goaded Nyoko to swing around and land on the bed as well.<br/><br/>He pulled away after that, and slipped off his coat. A quick gesture would pop the buttons down the front of his shirt and reveal his body, which wasn't muscular, but thin and soft. Ryoji was more of a mental person, but his body had its allure.<br/><br/>He was rather tall, and thin, and if his form and long, slender fingers were any indication of the<em>rest</em>of him, he would clearly serve his purpose. He was rather pale, but that was his preference, and he had a slightly darker tint that indicated that he wasn't all European decent, of course, his name was a rather good indication of that as well.<br/><br/>He removed the shirt and began to help Nyoko out of her clothes, as Ty Dao seemed to be working on it already.