<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/hxbFz4e.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> A pair of silk panties.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Raynor’s Dorm Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Melts in his mouth <em>and</em> in his hands.<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/>Bambi heard herself squeak just as she was hitting the mattress, but before she could blink with her large doe eyes up at Raynor, the Nord was crawling up the length of her body and pressing her down into the sheets. This rough approach was intimidating, she could still feel the slight sting against her breasts and the new rush of adrenaline as it burned through her veins. Her hands were shaking, her breath ragged and a little quick, and even much more to her surprise, she found herself under a strict new authority and… liking it.<br/><br/>Maybe it was that dark glint in his eye. The trust that he wouldn’t take it too far even though she knew she would be testing some of her limits. How absolutely confident this man was, and how absolutely helpless he made her feel! Never once had he caused her harm and despite the aggression, there was still a noticeable gentleness to his approach. Primal was a perfectly acceptable way to describe his lust, and as Raynor’s mouth slipped away from her neck to her collar bone she invited him to continue by whispering his name.<br/><br/>He was at her breasts now; Bambi shivered and licked her lips, then moaned a little more throatily as his path continued. Maybe her brain just caught up with all these endorphins and hormones. Maybe she was so swept away by the evening she hadn’t really,<em>really</em>considered what she was doing. But it was just a few inches above her navel that she started to get goosebumps, and it was when his mouth was traveling across her belly button that her body began to tremble. The girl propped herself up with one elbow and was about to say something -not to stop him, just an admission of her nervousness- when his look and his commanding voice brought her to a standstill.<br/><br/>The panties were her last line of defense. She hadn’t blushed when he removed her dress. She hadn’t batted an eyelash when he unclasped her bra and helped himself to her breasts. But there was heat flaming on her cheeks now as he pulled away the silk and stretched out her long legs. Now she felt naked.<em>Now</em>she felt completely vulnerable and exposed and it only skyrocketed from there when he forcefully pulled her knees apart. Bambi wasn’t able to meet his gaze; partially from the returning of her shyness, but mostly because the intensity in his face left her feeling completely overwhelmed. No one had ever looked at her like that. No one had ever seemed to want her as much as he did. As those teasing kisses began to caress her inner thigh, Bambi began to slowly wrap her fingers into a fist around his sheets, squirming and fighting to keep herself absolutely still.<br/><br/>And then his mouth found her and she mewled in absolute delight. Her trembling didn’t seem to go away, and as slight as the woman was, the lean muscles of her frame flexed and rippled as she made a slight adjustment to her hips that allowed her flop back in more comfort. But a few seconds later she was propped up again, bold in her lust to watch his face for a few moments until his tongue’s magic had her groaning more loudly and flopping back down again. She released the blankets, then fisted them again. She moaned and then turned her head to bury the sound against her palm. It wasn’t fair that there seemed to be no gentle transition; pleasure swelled inside of her, more swiftly and more intensely than any time she had ever pleased herself.<br/><br/>“Oh god…” She felt her hips lifting, her back bowing, a slow and steady undulation through the spine as they found an instinctual rhythm by his mouth and her needs. One of her hands had curled into his hair, not to direct his mouth but to beg him to keep going. She was close, and while part of her brain wondered if she should be embarrassed by how eager her body was to respond to him, the rest of it drowned her worries with the brilliant swelling feeling one got just when they were about to cum.<br/>