<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/KnxGP6H.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> The sweat on her brow<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Raynor’s Dorm Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> His at last.<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/>Who knew that she could be seduced by a kiss when she was already naked, vulnerable and whispering his name? But his lips did that to her; filled her with a craving that reached all the way down to the roots of her soul. It curled her toes, knocked away her senses until everything in her world boiled down to the man before her. Even the nerves melted away and the woman found that her hips were lifting in surrender. He appeared so composed and so patient when she herself felt as if she were starting to go mad, and writhed in her anticipation. But underneath it all she felt that tension rising in him, too, and heard it in his groan and felt it in his hands.<br/><br/>Good girl. Those words coming from his mouth made her body clench. Bambi felt her breath catch and her heart begin to race as the intensity of his gaze had her spreading her thighs apart for him. What would it take to hear him whisper them again? All she wanted was that sweet reward. Well, and maybe one other thing. “Raynor,<em>please</em>!”<br/><br/>And then he did as she begged him to. The heat of his hands had been shocking at first, but the heat from his cock was near searing. As he teased and worked his length against her lower lips her breath quickened with desire. She felt confident as she met his eyes, ready for the challenge as he began to make a few adjustments and soon began to discover the real challenge before her. Mentally preparing yourself was never really a means to fully prepare yourself. Trying to stay logical and level headed seemed to waver with growing symptoms of discomfort. It wasn’t easy.<br/><br/>“Nngh...” She closed her eyes and tried to take a calming breath, but soon her features were furrowing and showing the strain. Her brows pinched, Bambi bit at her lower lip and then clenched her jaw and then immediately that didn’t seem like enough. Instinctively she tried pulling back, but his steady hands kept her in place and kept him pushing forward. Sweat prickled against her skin, soft whimpers began to trickle from her throat, and so much seemed to be happening at once all because of this unstoppable force.<br/><br/>Well, nearly unstoppable. If she had changed her mind and backed out right this second she didn’t doubt that Raynor would listen. But she didn’t want him to stop, even as tears began to collect on her lashes and threaten to spill out across her cheeks. Bambi couldn’t help it, but she was a little embarrassed about that. For all of her reasoning and level headed thinking she still felt the flutter of panic whispering at the back of her mind and it only increased the deeper he went.<br/><br/>The pressure was unbelievable. Her nails found his wrists, pressed into his skin but then surrendered to the sheets as she propped herself up on one elbow and swore under her breath. Bambi never swore, but “F-fuck!” seemed quite appropriate. With her legs over the edge of the bed, she had no traction to dig them into the mattress.<br/><br/>Her hair was starting to fall from her braids.<br/><br/>And then she felt that pressure in the form of a dull ache even more deeply inside, and finally Raynor was sheathed. Bambi lifted a hand, reaching to curl her fingers at the back of his neck where she wanted nothing more than to draw him down to her and meet her lips. She was still trembling with a mix of strain and discomfort, something that wasn’t going to instantly melt away. But she wanted his lips, and she wanted him to taste the sigh he caused her to make with their first stroke.<br/>