<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/>He wrapped her up inside his arms, strong, and safe. Out here he could protect her, and within his embrace he could keep her, hold her, and have her, just as he wanted. This kiss was his leap into uncertain territory, a place of unknown things, and strange things. They were things that worried anyone. The unknown, and unexpected. Many people lived lives of fear, and because of it they did not venture beyond their door. But, they often dreamed, looking out their windows thinking of what could be. Raynor wanted the kiss. Dreamed of it even, just before he had taken the plunge. As it turned, he did not fall endlessly into the pit of nothingness and shame that haunted so many with hesitation.<br/><br/>That pit did not exist. Suddenly, Raynor was flying, so he felt, gliding on the sweetness of the air, the coolness of the wind, and all the possibilities of life raising him high. Her lips were soft, and her kiss was delicate. There was an innocence in her feel that he cherished, and he soon felt a deep stirring of yearning. His want was further enflamed by the gentleness of her moan, and he groaned in response when their mouths had parted. Over too soon, but it began again when she offered her mouth back to him, and Raynor agreed with her. No, this was not a time for words. Not yet.<br/><br/>He kissed her again, exploring her mouth further with his lips, tasting her, and savoring the angelic gift of their private union. As the fire of his passions rose, his hands rose to caress her hair, and then fell down to either side of her face. Raynor reluctantly relinquished her bottom lip, pulling away so he could see into Bam's eyes. He pushed a strand of her hair out of the way, and smiled. "I see you," he said, "and you see me."<br/><br/>Raynor's lips brushed against hers for but a fleeting moment. He held his forehead to hers, and melded their spaces together as one.