<div class="floatleft">(https://i.mdel.net/i/db/2018/3/877568/877568-800w.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Corinne Bailey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16079073#msg16079073)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>18th August, 2022 | 9 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Luxury tent | Quidditch Trillenium Stadium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as picture with these heels (https://www.brides.com/thmb/mEps6ds3g9kkyolTWCxMPuHi7HM=/3650x3650/filters:fill(auto,1)/CM-001-b1cf232f372b4c59a92c0a60847285c3.jpg)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Making moves in the VIP booth bathroom<br/><strong>Mood Music:</strong>Rush - Aly & AJ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLKiKJ8FYoA)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Devon MacMichaels (Swashbuckler)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Corinne never even thought about the possibility that Devon might resist her advances, especially when she grabbed a hold of his tank top and influenced the movement of his body. In her mind, it was already a done deal as soon as he stripped his shirt off for her and asked if she was satisfied. Besides, with how little experience he had with the opposite sex, was he really in any sort of position to deny the advances of the hottest Head Girl Hogwarts had ever seen?<br/><br/>Obviously not.<br/><br/>Initially, Devon seemed too shocked to do anything other than allow Corinne to do as she pleased. But soon enough, he groaned aloud – and there was no blaming a sound like that on anything else – before pressing his own lips against hers with just as much fervency as she had shown to him. Before she could deepen the kiss too much further, Devon pulled away with a profound gasp and asked, through panting breaths, if she was dating someone.<br/><br/>Corinne scoffed and shook her head. “You have to actually see someone in order to date them.” A small sigh left her and she stamped her foot beneath her while her lower lip jutted out in a rather distinct pout. “Look, shut up! Here I am trying to do you a favor and get you a little bit of action – you’re welcome, by the way – and you’re interrupting it to ask stupid questions?” She shook her head and backed up, leaning herself onto the sink counter before sitting on the very edge.<br/><br/>Her legs spread and she coaxed Devon over with a single, curling finger. “Don’t make me beg you to come here and show me what you’re made of.”