<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fc/Mariam1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mariam Avery (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10253399#msg10253399)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Demeter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Forest<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 25, 11:10am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chester<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Mood: Amused; Wearing: Pink crochet bikini top, jean shorts, bare feet<br/>(http://media.monsoon.co.uk/medias/sys_master/8905807134750.jpg?buildNumber=3549)<hr/><br/>She watched him draw up the ladder and gave him a rather crooked grin at his response to her teasing question. "Mm, good," she murmured, letting herself ease slowly down onto her back, "make sure you pay close attention, though. Might be a pop quiz later." Mariam's grin widened at her own comment and she let the fingers of one hand trail up along his arm and over his shoulder just as his hand found her waist. She'd never been with him before, and although she knew he wasn't a 'one woman' kind of guy, that was okay with her. Because she suspected that deep down, Chester Thorne might be a bit of a sweetheart. Not that she would suggest that to anyone, of course. He'd worked hard for his 'lady killer' image, and she wouldn't want to ruin all that hard work for him. He'd have to start from scratch.<br/><br/>The thought made her giggle softly, although the sound faded into a soft sigh as his hand slid over the smooth, firm, tanned skin of her stomach and ribs, and his lips found hers. The hand she had draped loosely over his shoulder shifted to cup the back of his neck, and Mariam arched her back slightly to encourage Chester's hand to continue its wandering. She felt the heat of his tongue against her lips and parted them on a low moan, her own tongue darting out to tease against his, the taste of him filling her mouth. Her free hand, which had been laying quiescent against the floor of their private loft, lifted now, fingers splaying across his back and sliding up, then back down, exploring slowly. Already she could feel her body stirring with the beginnings of arousal, her pulse increasing, that heat beginning to form deep in her core and radiating tingling pleasure to her breasts and the apex of her thighs. It made her slightly restless, and she shifted to press herself more fully against him, wanting to feel her skin against his.