<strong>Zedik “Zed” Makhert</strong>Male Half-Elf Brawler (Constructed Pugilizt/Steel-Breaker) 1<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/df/2a/16/df2a169e970f202521a940afd6516ddd.jpg)</div>CG Medium humanoid (changeling)<br/>Init +2; Senses Low-Light Vision; Perception +8<br/>--------------------<br/>AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14 (+2 armor, +1 shield, +2 Dex)<br/>hp 11/14 (1d10+3)(fcb +1)<br/>Fort +5, Ref +4, Will +2; +2 trait bonus vs fear and emotional effects<br/>--------------------<br/>Speed 30 ft.<br/>Unarmed Strike +3 (1d6+3/x2) or<br/>Tekko-Kagi +3 (1d3+2)<br/><hr/><br/>Zedik reveled in the sudden flurry of hands on his body as the rest of his armor was stripped away, not minding in the least when the hands spent more time on his bare flesh than the fastenings of hit attire.  A grunt of surprise slipped from his lips as he felt the push that caused him to tumble back into the makeshift bedding with a huff.  His generously sized manhood stood at attention even before Sef started crawling over him.<br/><br/>Desire shone in his eyes as she urged his gaze to meet hers, which was soon accompanied by a heated moan as he felt Sef’s fingers wrap around his length.  Zed’s pulse raced with excitement at the touch and the teasing pleasure that accompanied it.  There was no hesitation from the man when Sef repositioned so that her slit was before him; bringing his head forward, he would glide the length of his tongue along her womanhood slowly enough to savor her taste and work up an appetite.<br/><br/>The weight that pinned his arms and the heat that bathed his palms made it abundantly clear what the other two women were doing and he was not one to leave them waiting.  Curving his hands up, Zed would press the length of his middle fingers between their nether lips, teasing them with promise of being penetrated but not yet delivering.  All the while, Zed would continue his lingual exploration of Sef’s womanhood in search of the thing that would elicit the best reactions from her.<br/>