Zevran leaned back slightly, letting Maxxie unwrap his prize. He gazed down at him with clear lust in his eyes. "Ah, my beauty," he murmured. He stepped out of his pants and straddled Maxxie's lap, running his fingers through his hair before leaning in to kiss him hungrily. There was nothing in the world--his or any other--like being in the arms of a beautiful person for a night.
[ooc: Sorry for taking so long to reply, I've been sick all week]