<div class="floatleft">(https://imagesvc.meredithcorp.io/v3/mm/image?url=https%3A%2F%2Fstatic.onecms.io%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2Fsites%2F20%2F2012%2F04%2Fchanning-tatum-1-435-2.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>, White Tee, Light Blue Denim Jeans, White Air Force Ones.<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Faceful<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone and anyone<br/><hr/>Jonathan winced just slightly but did the best he could to hide the slight discomfort from Emma kneeling on his thighs. Fortunately, Emma was relatively light so it wasn’t too big of an issue, but he had to tense his muscles just a bit till she relaxed down and moved her legs to distribute her weight. Jonathan’s eyes widened slightly though when he saw the view offered to him. Jonathan’s mind went in a few directions upon the sight of flesh so close to his face. He did his best to not stare but they were so very enticing to look at. A perfect size to her small frame. Should he make a joke, should he explain how close they were to his face, should he just enjoy the view. And then the thoughts of where the night could go…………. for someone that usually had something to say……he had nothing.<br/><br/>And then suddenly his view was impaired. He felt Emma stretch forward towards Rose who was sat next to him and then felt her tip too far past her centre. His hands immediately went to assist her and went to support her at her hips, one hand missing just slightly and landing on the top of her behind as he attempted to hold her steady. Had he not found his face suddenly buried  firmly in Emma’s chest he’d have probably realized he’d miss and move his hands.  Even at this point perhaps Jonathan would have stood a chance at reacting accordingly but then the scents washed over him, she smelt like a warm spring day, flowers, and fruits. He enjoyed everything, maybe for a little longer than he should before he remembered the were others in the room, in fact almost everyone.<br/><br/><strong>“Okay Miss Mantis,”</strong>he said referring to her desire to be that instead of a butterfly earlier.<strong>“Let’s reposition you just a bit,”</strong>he said as he moved her a bit more into an upright position, realizing where one of his hands where as he moved it to the more appropriate position of her hip. He could have been less subtle but no need to make a big deal out of it. After all, the experience was extremely enjoyable. No need to make a song and dance about it. He knew Rose probably had noticed, but otherwise it needn’t be a thing.<br/><br/><strong>“So let me get this right,”</strong>Jonathan said in response to Rose’s doubled up challenge.<strong>“So whoever wins the hand gets to tell two people to take something off, no questions asked. Do those two people then still have to decide between taking an additional item off, the challenge and the truth after discarding an item of clothing? Just wanna know what havoc I can cause when I win this hand!” </strong>Jonathan smiled at Rose before relaxing a bit back on the sofa.<strong>“Either way I’m down!”</strong>