<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xNEhQ6X.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> As Pictured<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 26 October, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> The Deep Magic<br/><strong>MUSIC:</strong> Only You (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D7OVZ-CgMwM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi – Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>What was now before him was an unexpected twist, the rising tide of his feelings swelling within, striking him all at once in a mighty crash. Raynor did not see this. He did not see him being here with Bambi, and sometimes he wondered if the two of them would ever again cross paths. This kiss was the unforeseen conclusion of their distance, and now that that distance was closed abruptly by the yearning collision of their lips he did not want it to end. There were first kissed before in his past, lovers whom he shared fiery passions, and the heights of love. In them too he shared disappointments, and partings that could have been better. But, among them all he never experienced a spark so utterly consuming, nor the all-burning flame that emerged to fill his soul with desire.<br/><br/>Listening to her voice did not douse his growing need so much as it stoked them further.<em>I'll make your weak knees buckle,</em>he thought, imagining where he could take her, and what he could do with Bam when he had her fully, completely, and entirely alone. He was increasingly aware of his throbbing arousal that threatened to control his every action. Raynor wanted her badly. He needed her and he was going to have her by the end of this night, or another. That silent vow to himself would not broken.<br/><br/>Bambi's choice of words was a fortunate event, one he treated like a suddenly open doorway in a hall full of locked rooms. The light in his gaze radiated mirth and a devilish enjoyment that coupled itself to his smirk. He quieted Bam's embarrassment with a quick kiss. "You're not wrong." He said, and he dropped his hands down from her cheeks, allowing them to slide down the bare skin of her arms, softly and purposefully. His tracing path wandered, just as his eyes did, eyes that drank in her body fully, and so allowing Bam to see how he was looking at her. He glanced back up to meet her gaze, and then he seized her ass with two hands for a full, and sudden squeeze.<br/><br/>Raynor pressed her into his chest with the force of his grasp. "I<em>am</em>good with my hands, and I am good with my mouth." He kissed her lower lip, sucking in, and clenching his teeth lightly on her flesh, tugging and pulling until her lip was finally released from his mouth's desirous hold.<br/><br/>"Tonight," he said, low and hungry, "you're going to find out<em>how</em>good."