<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/RowanPF.jpg)  </div><strong>Rowan Riks</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Rowan.pdf)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Corporal Will<br/><strong>Status</strong>: Jackrabbit crazy and not really acting in propriety<br/><strong>Rolls</strong>:<br/><br/>Rowan hits the door of the humble Corporal's barracks with a respectable force, throwing herself into his lap and hanging from Will's shoulders-- an easily managed burden-- with the enthusiasm of the prettiest maiden in town from her bed on Spring Feast's day.<br/><br/>The simple lock and door hinges buckle from her impact as the fiercely covers Stoutly's mouth with her own, fiercely kissing him as her hands seek out his hair and neck as she squeezes to him with her legs and climbs him like a beanpole.  Again and again her lips work, smacking and relentless, scarcely letting him open the door as she emits sounds of relentless desire.<br/><br/>Too much energy, too long awaiting a focal point... well, Corporal Will has that focal point at his beck and call, and the taut little minx is latched onto him like a lamprey now, so he'd best hope she doesn't start biting.