<div class="floatleft">(http://ist1-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/z/b/4/H/zb4H/pfdf1tn.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Pantea Artemisia</span></em><br/>HP 52 (Current HP 52)  AC 21</strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9085)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Outside of Praven</strong></sup><br/><br/>The sudden way Cyrus reaches and grabs her hair  in  forcing to draw closer.    Catches Pantea by surprise, yet excites her even more.   As she is drawn to one side of him.    She feel his warm breath caress against the side of her neck and behind her ear.     The flick of his tongue and then the kisses that begin descending down her neck.    A soft gasp of pleasure escapes from her.<br/><br/>Pantea as a lover goes with the flow of love making.   Her competitive nature gave her the ability to be a dominant lover, with taking the lead.   While at the same time she could easily be the docile one in the moment.    With the sudden move rendered by Cyrus.   Pantea would go with it and let the magus dictate there love making.<br/><br/>Even as her heat rises,  bring her arousal to a feverish state.    She continue to glance out into the shadows,  checking to see if those catgirls or whatever was out there still kept  with just the watching of them.    An that fact and along with their two new companions.   It just raised the level of being aroused all that much more.<br/><br/><br/>