<div class="floatleft">(https://yt3.ggpht.com/-ZTG8t8AMpMw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/1KcCAJVDh7k/s900-c-k-no-mo-rj-c0xffffff/photo.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Raynor Nordskov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14677798#msg14677798)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Seventh<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 ¼ | Hornbeam | Horned Serpent Horn<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Ray's Dorm Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> I have you.<br/><strong>MUSIC:</strong> LVNDVN - Dragon (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vpHRj2f4RAU)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi – Closed</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Her tightness threatened to steal away his breath, squeezing at him with a fervent tenacity that caused him to ache and tense in pleasure. Now that he had slipped inside, Raynor savored the moment, looking down at Bam and the growing messiness of her originally perfectly-kept hair. She was beautiful to him. She had been shy, reserved, and angelic by any man's standard. But, beneath that surface was a different girl. The girl who went on crazy little adventures with him in the Norwegian woods when they were young. She had a wildness that he felt was being let loose once more. Wild. Free. And, in need of being tamed.<br/><br/>Raynor leaned downward, accepting her curling hand around his neck, and answered positively to the invitation of her lips. He tasted her exhalation and exhilaration. In his own turn, he returned sigh with sigh, kiss with kiss, and ecstasy with bliss. As he was sheathed, he dared to venture into unexplored depths with his kiss, slipping past her mouth and touching her tongue with his own. That exploration broke off. He briefly pulled himself away so he could look at her, and press his forehead into hers. Raynor could see where her cheeks were wet with the tears of his penetration. Remaining calm, he tried to relax her senses. A soft kiss here, and a tender one there.<br/><br/>"I have you." He uttered. His muscles tensed, tightening up. A second plunge followed, with his cock surging forward, sinking further into her depth. It was not rough, but a gentle and forceful push, restrained by practice and experience. "I have you." Raynor uttered a second time, but this time his voice was ragged and heavy with rapture. He did not say it for a third time, for this time his lips were back on hers, and his tongue back in her mouth, wrestling with hers in a torrid affair of lust and love released into the world so fully and thoroughly. He had her, and he was not letting go.<br/><br/>