<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/ArthurPaige2.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Arthur Paige<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Patio area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em><del>Brown Leather Jacket,</del></em>Jeans, White T-Shirt, white socks, Bright yellow boxers with little multi-colored kiss marks on them, brown leather boots<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>:<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Emma, Cloe, Johnathan, Lance<br/><hr/><br/>Trying to imagine what was going through the girl's mind with two men who obviously knew what they were doing, sent a slight shiver of empathy up his arms and down his spine. He would have been more than happy to take the girl up on her challenge. But, the night was young and there would no doubt be more fun ways to get his hands on Chloe. Or Emma. Heck, any of the women present tonight. All of them.<em>I wonder if this is how Hugh Hefner felt chilling at the Playboy Mansion?</em><br/><br/>Feeling her hand brush over his he gasped softly. Silently he hoped. Amazed at how the simplest of touches could have such impactful repercussions, he smiled softly at the girl offering to help her to stand up. Hearing some shouts of encouragement from the main room he chuckled. "I don't know about naked, but it sure sounds like they are having fun."<em>My god those eyes.</em>Holding her gaze for what felt like far too, long and yet not long enough, he offered Chloe his hand. "Shall we?"<br/><br/>Turning toward Johnathan and Emma he nodded toward the other room. "You two want anything?"