<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/bc0c4fa4dcba5847d96bfc583fb86fd6/tumblr_osee45FaOZ1vcj2w9o2_400.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Name: Vallen Moreau  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13316495#msg13316495)<br/>Time:  Day 1, Afternoon <br/>Location: Sector 5, Beach Zone<br/>Tagging: Hizzy!<br/>Notes/Warning: <em>Someone's</em> a tease! </span><br/><hr/><br/>The more her favorite spellcaster spoke, the wider Val's eyes went. She couldn't<em>remember</em>humanity, exactly. But she could recall certain sensations. She clung to specific feelings, the feeling of acceptance and emotional love, and she let those desires define her as a newer undead college student! To hear that Hizzy not only genuinely cared for her, but found her appearance to be loving and honest spoke much to Vallen's desire to simply be seen as a force of adoration. A quiet hum of pleasure spills from cold lips as she feels the fingers exploring her stitches, worn from the day and jostle that came with being shot out of a portal. "Blackwood sounds like quite the place, huh? The girls at my school are kind of weird, but not exactly nymphs. Well, except for the literal succubi, but we don't have many of those. G-going that far sounds too<em>dangerous!</em>I wouldn't want you to get hurt doing something you love." She puts a hand to her lips in a cute expression of worry, imagining the brunette dying of asphyxiation while getting fucked senseless, or having a gruesome but erotic accident. And even if the silver haired woman enjoyed the fantasy of her own body being mutilated, the thought of genuine harm befalling Hizzy worried her.<br/><br/>To hear that Hizzy trusts Val to such an extent, to hold her back from going too far, is reassuring. So once she's on top of the girl, she understands just how far she wants to take things. The top of her one-piece is feeling rather loose, and with the way Vallen is slouching, the creamy skin of her cleavage nearly spilling over, it's clear that the garment isn't gonna last long. But, she would hold back. They<em>were</em>in public, after all! And Vallen knew now that she would have more than enough time to know the girl personally. At a risk of getting ravaged, she coyly pulls back, that ditzy and mischievous gleam back to her eyes.<br/><br/>"How about you finish eating, and we can go talk with the others for a bit, huh? 'Break the ice' a little early, so when we do blow off the event, we're not missing much." Just when her nipples are at risk of being freed from the swimwear, Vallen cups her own breasts, fixing them accordingly and watching Hizzy's lust ridden gaze with amusement. She wouldn't just tease the girl, as much as she may have enjoyed it. To add to the effect, Vallen begins to grind against the girl as if she was slow dancing, grinding her hips to some unspoken rhythm. Beyond the comfort and privacy provided by the umbrella, she could hear the crashing of waves, the chatter of their friends and various patrons on the beach.<br/><br/>It was<em>thrilling</em>to imagine that she was so close to something like this in public, where anyone could catch them. Feeling a jumpstart to her heartbeat, Vallen began to get a bit more into her motions, moaning lightly as her own juices began to soil the skin of Hizzy's thigh. Honestly, if she wasn't so adamant on practicing her own self-restraint and teasing Hizzy to high heaven, she might have just taken the girl right then and there, made her squeal and moan for everyone to hear. But... there'd be a time, and place for it. And watching the confident sex-crazed woman squirm was oddly satisfying in itself, a sight Val would never grow bored of.<br/><br/>"I suppose if you're gonna eat, I should get a bit of a snack too... try not to scream!" A low hum, as she continues her ministrations. It started with her hips, and with the sight of Hizzy's pert buds, Val couldn't help but want a taste. So she leans in, kissing and sucking at the nipple with fervor, the image Hizzy described still clear in her mind.<br/>