Marcia's words caused the men's eyes to widen swiftly, though her words seemed to cause the two men to react in a bit awkward fashion. The other men in the room were inching towards the exit little by little now, while the two men took a look at one another, then moving a bit back, turning to face Marcia. "I hope there's a prize." The lithe man smirked, while the stronger man merely grunted at this comment, not seeming to want to push his luck.<br/><br/>The lithe man's brown hair was somewhat spiky and pointed, the deep blue eyes curious in their glance. He was a lithe, fit fellow that had a smooth body. His shirt's top buttons came undone easily enough, and with a pull over his head he tossed it aside to show a firm chest, a shadow of some hair present. His fingers reached to undo the buckles of his belt at the time, casting a look at his companion.<br/><br/>Yanking on his shirt's collar, pulling it open with a calm fashion of someone used to removing it that way, the rough tug caused the buttons to give a light pop with their parting, his arm pulling the shirt back, sliding off that arm, and swinging it around his free hand, smirking at her. The light earthly brown of his hair was brushed back like it was still a little wet, the man's hair was as rigid as his jawline. His chest was muscular, the stomach showing the abs clearly and well defined, his arm behind him tossing the shirt onto the floor. Pulling down the sides of his pants half-way over the full cheeks of his ass he turned around, smirking. The man could've been a smith's apprentice, he certainly had the physique for it. Tensing his bottom, he seemed to be trying to put on a bit of a show, confident or not the shake of his hips still came off more funny than erotic, the cloth starting to come down little by little at his legs then.<br/><br/>The lithe man's fingers parted his pants front slowly, his hips moving in a small sway at the sides as he seemed to be getting into it as well. His thumbs pushed down on the pants front to slide them lower, till the plain cotton moved down to show the base of his shaft, the thumbs push lowering the pants casually still, facing the two women, sideways sway aiding theireasing down those thighs. While the other man might have a good set of muscle to him, the lithe man's firm thighs rested besides a fair sized sceptre, while he was no giant he was far from someone that ought to feel shy about it at least.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">*Cough* Sorry for probably quite laughable attempt at male undressing ^^" </div></div>