<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>Clocktower Courtyard<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Oh my~<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Cecilia<br/><hr/><hr/>The moment certainly seemed to be over, and while Preston would undoubtedly spend some time later tonight lamenting the fact, in that very moment he tried on the part of the honorable pure blooded gentleman and put his urgings behind him.  Instead, he simply laughed delightedly as Cece slapped playfully at his chest, already fully enjoying the game of his saying naughty things and her pretending to be scandalized.  And Preston was pretty sure she was pretending.  No one in the world could kiss like that and be shocked by a little innuendo.<br/><br/>Focussing instead on his change of subject, Preston nonetheless rather enjoyed the feel of Cece wedged in against his side as they made their way towards the courtyards exit.  “Well, we know as much as each other then.  Although I seem to remember it being rather….old money.”  Preston replied, no hint of disparagement in his tone seeing as he came from old money himself, and his fiance from older and more money than even that!  Preston was just wondering if this bonfire was something that he should be paying more attention to when Cece pulled him to a stop and wiped that idea from his mind.<br/><br/>Leaning down as she pulled, Preston’s eyes flew a little wide as Cece took his line about practicing hook, line and sinker, and left him wondering if she was teasing him, willingly playing with fire, or perhaps simply experimenting with the dynamics of their relationship.   Deciding that it must be the third option, Preston leaned back, his face almost complete in full shadow here so close to the wall in the darkness of night.  Saying nothing at first, Preston slowly moved closer until his chest lightly bumped hers.  Taking both of Cece’s hands, Preston laced their fingers together, holding her arms down to their full length as he finally leaned down to whisper softly, his eyes locked with hers.<br/><br/>“Of course I meant it.  I always mean what I say to you, Cece.”  Preston replied, his breath warm against her skin in the autumn air.  “When you ask for something, I will do what it takes to see that you receive it.  All you have to do…….is ask.”<br/>