<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/97/Imageedit_4_6199727181.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006958#msg15006958)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Brighton, England<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 July, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa backyard | Bathroom | Bed<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Dress in picture and these shoes (https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1u5ptcL1TBuNjy0Fjq6yjyXXa7/2019-cute-women-open-toe-high-heels-party-shoes-summer-gladiator-sandals-pink-sandals-wedding-shoes.jpg_640x640.jpg) | Pajamas (https://i.pinimg.com/474x/26/cb/3e/26cb3e2d5cffc2c1e07115211892eae7.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Corey<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><em>Corey</em>| Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Grace smiled down at her Love Island phone, reminding herself to take more pictures of Corey, or with Corey. She tilted her head to the side, bringing her hand up to her neckline absently only to feel the microphone necklace she had been given. That was going to take some getting used to. Especially sleeping in it. Then again, as she pulled on it lightly, the necklace felt quite flexible. Maybe it wouldn’t be uncomfortable to sleep in.<br/><br/>While she continued to ponder, she noticed someone approaching from the corner of her eye. Looking up at him, she smiled to discover it was Corey. His pajamas were a… slightly less pleasant sight. But, when she spotted the pants, she gasped, then started to laugh. Grace pointed at them, then looked back to Corey’s face. “I think I used to own those exact same pajama bottoms!” She giggled again.<br/><br/>She almost missed it when he said he hoped she wasn’t kept waiting for too long. Then again, considering his outfit, it was hard to focus on much else. He explained that his mates planted some surprise clothes in his luggage for him and Grace laughed again, quietly. “You’re brave to have your mates anywhere near your luggage.” Corey started to peel back the covers but hesitated, making Grace perk a brow.<br/><br/>His offer to sleep on top of the covers was adorable, and for a moment, all she could do was smile. Grace shook her head and leaned over, pulling the covers down for him. “Don’t be daft. This bed is plenty big enough for the two of us.” At his mention of having enough on, she was reminded about her own outfit. “Oh, right. Time to lose my robe.” Why she hadn’t taken it off before he arrived was not certain.<br/><br/>While Corey climbed into bed, Grace shifted onto her knees, pulling her robe hem up and away from her legs, before rolling her shoulders back to allow the silky sleeves to fall from them. The garment pooled behind her in a shiny, rumpled pile. She turned over her shoulder to check and see if Corey was checking out her ass, smiling to herself as she gathered the robe up and carefully hung it off the corner of the headboard.<br/><br/>Shifting back down the bed again, Grace fluffed up the pillow behind her and adjusted the blankets to lay over her just so. “Do you mind if I end the evening in the same way that we started it, together?” Grace paused for Corey’s reply, biting her lower lip. Then she leaned into him slowly and kissed his left cheek, remaining close to his face as she slowly moved her head to tilt to the other side of his face, to kiss his right cheek.<br/><br/>She smiled at him, almost bashfully, pausing for what felt like a long moment to give him the chance to kiss her goodnight.