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</div><b>Name:</b>Olivia Williams<br/><b>Age:</b>26<br/><b>Sexuality: </b>Bisexual<br/><b>Hometown: </b>Seattle, Washington<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>7 July | Morning<br/><b>Location: </b>Bedroom<br/><b>Wearing: </b>Black T-shirt and black shorts<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Ethan<br/><b>Tagging: </b>Ethan (<a class="username" data-user-id="2019" data-username="Mellifluous" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2019/">Mellifluous</a>)<br/><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>The raspy voice that came out of Ethan’s throat, almost had Liv clench her thighs together. He mentioned that they had new singles and Liv raised her brows in surprise. She wasn’t exactly sure how she felt about that, but supposed the single girls needed someone too.<br/><br/>Ethan’s hands slowly slid down her back and over her ass as he asked her what she wanted to do. The leg that lazily draped over Ethan’s side, tightened around him, drawing herself closer to him.<br/><br/>“Hmm, I might have an idea or two…” she purred softly, pressing her crotch against his hard bulge and brushing another kiss in the crook of his neck. She knew she wouldn’t actually have the guts to sleep with him right there with everyone in the room, but this, grinding herself against him, pressing her body so tightly against him that she could feel the lines of his chest and abdomen through her too - this was torturing.