[ With the index finger of both hands, Bariyan draws a circle in the air around Temper's snout. ]

Your face, and your horns! Or your chest, your arm... the decision should be yours. I'm easy to please.

[ Bariyan does a quick circuit round Temper, openly raking his eyes all up and down the minotaur's back. It takes an enormous amount of self restraint to keep himself from tugging on that tail, too, to prevent himself from acting like a giddy child. ]

I'm Bariyan, by the way. I've been so rude. I'd offer something in return but I don't have much.... [ Bariyan laughingly gestures at his nakedness, his legs scratched up by his hike through the words. ] And if you want to see what my mouth can do I'll need to trade more than just a touch.