<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Deluxe (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e0/69/7d/e0697d6fd9c9122a160ddc91e7b87f76--suit-green-dark-green-suit-men.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pure<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Slytherin 3rd Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Saturday, September 30th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>One-Eyed Witch Passage<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Conversational. Trade.<br/><strong>THEME:</strong>Oh oh ohh what are you waiting for! Take a bite of my heart tonight! (https://youtu.be/chJgaksG4sg)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Jaxon Smith!</em><br/><hr/><br/>Okay, that hurt a little! His eyes popped and winced, one hand slamming into the wall. But the sharp nip was over already, and what was left was throbbing. Maybe he shouldn't have asked for it, but it was too late to regret it now. That may leave a scar; he'd have to look it over before a mirror now and then and think<em>Mark of Jaxon</em>. Lyre indeed began to feel like prey in the fangs of a starving lion, caught helpless, but it wasn't a real monster, it was Jaxon who was a better friend than expected.<br/><br/>"I want this all the time, Jaxon! Fuck.." Lyre screamed, his ass tight on purpose. "Maybe not always! Hard! But frequent ugh whenever you want! It!"<br/><br/>It was getting harder to talk. His face was getting cold now, but he didn't care. Surely, Jaxon was going to cum soon?? At some point, right?<br/><br/>If they were somewhere else, he wouldn't mind doing this for hours. And hours. Jax's meat, he focused all of his thoughts on it.<br/><br/>His own cock dribbled a string of clear precum down onto his coat and tie. Unh! He grunted, straining to take all of it.<br/><br/><hr/>