<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=35462.msg1849092#msg1849092">Quote from: Seraph on 02-05-2009, 01:06:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She heard her name spoken, and she brought herself to her feet shaking her head a bit,  she seemed to have dozed off mid meeting.  She’d have to remedy that, but discovering what went on…  her lips parted into a bit of a grin. “Yes…”  She whispered,  lowering her voice to a rumble.  She approached the sound of the bard’s voice.  “Do you require something of me…”  She said softly, her bare feet were silent on the floor, as she walked across it. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Bradeton smiled, gently beckoning the boyish figure closer.  "You have beautiful lips."  He said in a low voice, gesturing towards the letter on the table in the center of his cabin.  "Almost... girlish."  Bradeton commented, resting on his knees as his body glowed softly.  "Can you compose a sonnet in praise of light for me?"  Elsewhere asked gently, his hands pressing against his thighs while his rather hard cock sprang to attention.  The light of his caste mark pressed against the boy's skin wherever he looked, not quite able to peirce the skin, but very slowly burning through the boy's loose fitting clothing, as bradeton began to literally undress his companion with his eyes.