<div class="floatleft">(http://img692.imageshack.us/img692/5767/341f140c18678a8c6d6f99c.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Yuri Lowell<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining Hall<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Sashira<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Told you so,"</strong>Yuri responded teasingly, chuckling lightly now that the air was cleared a bit between them.<strong>"You should have a little more faith in your upperclassman. The headmistress always starts her speech at a certain time, like clockwork."</strong>Her tail swished back and forth beneath her, across the desk. It probably meant she was still a little on edge, but it couldn't be helped right now. They still had plenty of time, so Yuri was in hurry to move, enjoying the softness of her body and the warmth of her core, still tightly wrapped around his member. It was a pleasent sort of afterglow.<br/><br/><strong>"So, tell me about your werewolf parent. There aren't any living in my neighbourhood, so I don't know much about them, apart from what others have told me,"</strong>he asked, half out of general curiosity and half to take her mind to more familiar grounds.