"The black ribbon, hm?" That helped him figure out which one was the right one at least. Iskandar went to grab it, pulling off his own clothes along the way and casually tossing them on the floor. Once he had that bottle in hand, he grinned then came back over to the elf, currently only left with the pair of pants on. That was sure to go quickly but first he took a few seconds to take in how pretty the elf was.
The bonus was that it gave Cyril a few seconds to admire too. To take in that all that tanned skin with the many battle scars. Right before Iskandar was on the bed and running a hand over him because there was no way he was resisting the lure of soft skin.
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Date: 2016-10-31 04:11 am (UTC)The bonus was that it gave Cyril a few seconds to admire too. To take in that all that tanned skin with the many battle scars. Right before Iskandar was on the bed and running a hand over him because there was no way he was resisting the lure of soft skin.