<div class="floatleft">(https://media.gettyimages.com/photos/actor-evan-peters-is-photographed-for-august-man-on-march-14-2016-in-picture-id529786874?s=612x612)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Derek Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14655389#msg14655389)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw 6th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 13 Inches | English Oak | Wampus Cat Hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Acid wash jeans, banana and lemon printed button-up shirt with a collar, messy hair<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Back Rooms<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Cute Shit<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Kavinsky - Nightcall (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MV_3Dpw-BRY)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior, Valentin, Audrey, OPEN </td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>There was a relief of comfort that washed over Derek when he caught the amber eyes of his sister peering over her shoulder back at him. Dior was absolutely breathtaking tonight in her element and Derek found one of those dumb founded half smirks on his face. The type where his teeth showed and his mouth opened slightly ajar. The smile only looked a bit more goofy when she called him the brawn and Derek straightened his back. Feeling suddenly extremely confident about who he was.<br/><br/>However, his eyes quickly darted to Valentin when he mentioned that he too had a sibling. Derek was awkward, but that comment swept any funny look from his face and instead an eyebrow cocked.<br/><br/>"Yeah, I imagine the lot of us have siblings, mate," Derek said rather awkwardly, blaming the awkwardness on a cultural difference. He stood there looking at Valentin that seemed more obviously interested in his sister (naturally, he couldn't blame Valentin), before he felt the soft fingers of his own blooming love interest reaching over him and grabbing his whiskey glass.<br/><br/>"What do you think you're doing?" Derek said with a laugh holding the glass above his taller frame, but Audrey was too fast and rather hilarious. He turned away from Dior and Valentin to pay his full attention to her dress. It was different, but Derek liked it. It reminded him of his Granddad's house, but couldn't quite place as to how. "You're going to have to owe me for that drink," he grinned and wrapped his arm around her waist. Unable to keep his hands off of her and pulled her in for a kiss on the forehead. Her frame against his made a stir in his loins, but he knew better.<br/><br/>Momentarily he caught eyes with Cai and he gave the man a nod upward and that same goofy smile leaning his eyes toward Audrey. Derek was also still struggling to believe it himself.<br/><br/>Audrey pulled him away from Valentin and Dior, but Derek didn't look back. He didn't even pay attention to the way his sister absolutely brushed the two of them off and went off to do her own thing. It was for the best. Derek hoped someone would rattle the bones of his sister soon, so he wouldn't have to feel nearly as guilty for all the lewd thoughts of what he wanted to do to Audrey at this party. Any guilt he would have felt quickly disappeared when she mentioned wanting to go to the place where no one could shame them for their kinks.<br/><br/>Derek audibly gulped.<br/><br/>"Well... uh... there is..." Derek panicked for a moment. He wrapped his arms around Audrey's hips and pulled her to his side closer as they walked. His fingers finding that comfortable spot right above her hip bone. It fit extremely well. "... the thing is Dior turned my bedroom into some sort of den with pillows, couches, and beds," Derek confessed with his free hand behind his head scratching. There was a pause as Audrey was leading him down a hallway. He had taken her here before, and it seemed as if she was walking around like she owned the place. It gave Derek the impression that she was comfortable.<br/><br/>"Do you want to see?" Derek offered with the same devious grin and already took her down the hallway toward his normal bedroom saved for him. It was only a few meters away as he looked down at her dress. "Why does this dress remind me of my Granddad's place?" he then asked honestly.<br/><br/>"And why do I anticipate it would look better on the floor of my bedroom?" Derek smirked and leaned down for a quick peck on her lips right when she tried to reply. It was his favorite thing to do. Vibrating lips from speech muffled by his own.