<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dc/Corey_Gryff_2.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Corey Dwyer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14005990#msg14005990)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Gryffindor pajamas and a robe<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Half-Blood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Sycamore, Thunderbird Feather, 10 inches<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor - Second<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 1 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Late evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gryffindor Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Getting VERY HAWT<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Grace<br/><hr/>Corey was hoping as he made his concerns known that she was not going to ask him to think of somewhere to go.  For one, his brain needed blood to work properly, and he was pretty sure that more than average had headed south of the border as Grace had continued her grinding on top of him.<br/><br/>“Uh...curfew?  I am pretty sure that won’t…..I mean, it didn’t with…”  Corey began, his words trailing off as Grace slowly climbed off him to stand, the motions earning her the name she had been given, and leaving him speechless.  How could any girl look that good half hanging out of a unicorn onesie?!<br/><br/>It was a lucky thing that Corey had been struck speechless in that moment, because suddenly Grace was zipping up her pajamas as she friend Stephanie appeared in the tunnel.  Corey, while he had never spent that much time with her, had always thought that Stephanie seemed the nicest of Grace’s friends, but at that moment he could have gladly drowned her in the Black Lake.<br/><br/>Holding stock still, Corey let Grace do all the talking, wondering on earth what Stephanie would thinking, walking in on Grace standing there between Corey’s legs like she was lecturing him, or about to kneel down…<br/><br/>Groaning at that, the sound turned to an ‘oof’ as Grace plopped on the couch, her legs draped across him.  With the moment clearly DEAD, Corey took a long shaky breath.   “Uh, yeah, that sounds like a good idea..” Corey agreed, completely forgetting that it had been his in the first place.<br/><br/>“I think there is an empty room on the third floor, close to the Ravenclaw side.” He said, trying to remember the Castle, and any talk he had heard about private places to get away.  Preferably ones with lockable doors.  Turning to look at Grace, Corey felt his stomach tighten as they talked about literally HAVING SEX with one another.<br/><br/>“Um, so maybe I could check it out tomorrow, and..uh...send you a note?”  Corey asked, thinking that he was indeed the lamest male on the planet.<br/>