<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Preston_Huff_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Preston Chadwick III (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14061020#msg14061020)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Could be chilly - with black sneakers (https://static1.squarespace.com/static/55655cb9e4b0605469514b06/5a638821652dea21c637c278/5a638821f9619ad9da6a559f/1516472358749/JoeKeery-7.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Redwood and has a core of Dragon Heartstring<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Hufflepuff. -  First year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Hufflepuff Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Oh my~<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Cecilia<br/><hr/>Oh but this night was shaping up perfectly.  Up until now, everything between Cece and Preston had either been closely watched, or rather chaste and controlled.  For the first time in their courtship, Preston was seeing a side of Cece that matched the way he felt about her every time their bodies got close to one another.    As his face lowered, a wide grin growing on his face he planned on kissing her neck and maybe a lot more before the night was over, when Cece crashed back away from him, and suddenly reverted to a scandalized pureblood lady.<br/><br/>“What is that?!” He echoed, shocked.  She had to know what that was, and it was hardly a surprise that his body was responding to a kiss like that and...but Cece continued, and even with his limited exposure, Preston knew that tone in her voice had him wondering just how cold the water in the Hogwarts showers got.  “Well, I had a few ideas…” He tried, his fingers toying with her sweater, his voice filled with a hope that even he knew to be futile.<br/><br/>“I don’t suppose you might let me know when the time and place is…” Preston continued, leaning closer to steal another kiss, although he was wise enough this time to keep his eager friend from poking into his fiance.  “You see, it just can’t be controlled all that well.  Hard to blame me really, when I have so lovely a fiance, who also happens to be quite the kisser.  How can I get you to forgive me my embarrassing transgression?”<br/>