<div class="floatleft">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/Thomas__Dresden_Files_by_dauntingfire-1.jpg)</div><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Cyrus Valerian</span></em><br/>HP 56 (Current HP 56)  AC 16</strong><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9084)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Camp</strong></sup><br/><br/><hr/><br/>A deep, soft moan of delight resonates in Cyrus' chest as Pantea's hands works to undo his pants.  Although her touch never fully comes into contact with his manhood, their proximity to it serves as a welcome tease all the same.  A devious smile tugged at his lips as he watched her tip fall away, making no effort to hide his admiration of the firm breasts that were now completely revealed to him.  Not that the garment left much to the imagination at either rate, but it would still serve to interfere with the flesh on flesh contact Cyrus had desired.<br/><br/>The sight of her cleanly shaved body, now free from the last article of clothing, was alluring to all of his senses.  Cyrus did not miss the way the firelight reflected on the traces of moisture along her sex.  Lasciel all but purred in the back of his mind<em>Mmmmmm, vast needs indeed.</em>Hooking his thumbs at the waistline of his pants, Cyrus wiggled them down past his groin until they made it past his thighs.  From there they came off without difficulty leaving him sitting entirely nude upon his bedroll.  His groomed manhood had become fully engorged somewhere between the kiss and the unveiling of Pantea's lithe form.<br/><br/>Cyrus could not wait to feel her smooth curves as his hands set out to roam over her body.  One returned to caressing the shape of her toned ass while the other slide between her thighs.  He took his time to tease her, not quite touching her more sensitive areas.  His fingertips would lightly rake along the inner contour of her thigh up to the point where her leg met her torso before skipping just over her dampness to do the same to her other thigh.  Though once he finally finished tracing her inner curves, he allowed his fingers to press along her slit.  Cyrus had instantly become aware of the heat that caused his desire to be inside her redouble.  Slowly, he withdrew that hand in a smooth motion allowing his digit to collect some of her nectar before bringing it to his lips and tasting of her flavor.  His eyes glistened lustfully in the firelight, clearly enjoying her company as well as her taste.