Mordred Rathcon
Mordred placed his hands on his hips as he danced close with his back to him and moved with considerable ease with him, enjoying the lithe body moving against his. When Marcus turned towards him and started to press his hips into his he smiled and shivered as he was kissed and touch on every inch of his skin that was bared. "Yes... ah..." he grunted as he was groped, his eyes shutting.