<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AeHoDNC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Bite marks and scratches<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Raynor’s Dorm Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> You have all of me<br/><strong>MUSIC:</strong> Stand Still -- Sabrina Claudio (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dw0sjXiU4IE)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raynor | Closed</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The aches and pains were more than worth it for the sounds expressed through Raynor’s mouth. War cries of lust, the sweetest music she has ever heard. His bellow called to her soul and filled her with a sense of completion never before experienced, knowing that<em>she</em>helped to make him feel this way. Bambi held on tight, watched the lines transform on his handsome face and became the vessel for his lust. The pain didn’t matter, her exhaustion was immaterial. All she wanted was for him to find his release and ride the same euphoria rippling through her body.<br/><br/>And he didn’t disappoint. With a surprised gasp and a slightly delayed yelp, Bambi found herself in the clinch. With her legs already knotted around his waist, Raynor made a cage with his arms and kept her forcibly still and locked against him. There wasn't even enough room to roll her hips back to ease the pressure against her cervix. It was in this way Bambi could feel every spasm and warm spray he thrust inside of her, a new sensation that had her eyes widening with a mix of realization, wonder and greed. He had been her very first kiss, her first experience with lust, but nothing seemed to brand his name inside of her quite like the white-hot wash coating her womb.<br/><br/>She clutched at Raynor as the pair moved down to the furs, still whimpering and grunting against the pressure building inside of her. Not until they were settled did she seem capable of moving, and it was only to drape her long limbs across his strong torso, eager to bask in his warmth and prolong this moment as long as possible. Her heart was full. Words would have failed to express what they were sharing but a kiss was adequate.<br/><br/>Bambi curled her fingers at the back of his neck, leaned down to align their lips and kissed him as if she had a secret to share. Raynor had her gratitude and wonder, amazed that he not only took such good care of her but set aflame her senses. Their lust and passion had been the most intense experience of her life and Bambi couldn’t ignore that. She would never forget it, either, just as she had never forgotten a single moment they had shared together in the past.<br/><br/>Through her kiss she exposed the vulnerable warmth of her heart and teased the pads of her fingertips against his temple and cheek. She didn’t have the words to express what she was feeling, but the woman was grateful in knowing that now wasn’t a time that required them. They could lay here in the warmth of the fire, joined at the hips and in each other’s arms and that was enough.<br/>