<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 could not have been happier in that moment to keep his mouth shut as Grace was clearly directing him to.  She probably was afraid that he was going to keep talking and make this a big deal right?  The problem was, well, it was a pretty deal!  It was a huge deal!  Here he was, popping the biggest tent of his life, with Grace climbing into his lap like was too many of his dreams had entailed, and he had to pretend like it was some sort of ho-hum experiment.<br/><br/>He didn’t feel that way, and the truth was he didnt even want to pretend that he did!  But the real question was, did he feel that way strong enough to stop?  Oh, he wanted to be that guy.  Pure of conviction, he could see himself taking Grace by the hips, and stopping her.  Telling her that he had feelings for her, and he couldn’t keep going if they were going to just say that this was not big deal.<br/><br/>But, then Grace started grinding on him.  Grinding on him, and grinning down at him in the way that usually meant trouble, but right now only meant the greatest pleasure of his life.  And it was not like he had to decide right now right?  I mean, if they experimented a little, it would only bring them closer right?  And the closer they were, it only meant that it would be that much easier to reveal his feelings.  And….and….and maybe it would help Grace feel the same way!  Why, when he thought of it that way, it was the BEST thing he could do.<br/><br/>Firmly decided, and just damned firm, Corey looked up and matched Grace’s naughty grin with one of his own.  “Uh huh…” Corey replied in the negative, shaking his head to emphasize that he did not want to stop AT ALL.   Indeed, releasing one of Grace’s pert tits, Corey took a hold of her zipper, slowly pulling it down the rest of the way until it completely bottomed out just above her sex.<br/><br/>Continuing his hands downward motion, Corey rubbed the back of his hand against the damp heat of Grace’s mound, until reaching further he tugged his robe open almost angrily, fully revealing his growing tent, now only hidden by his own remaining layer.   With most of the layers removed, Corey grabbed eagerly at Grace’s hips, his own lifting slightly off the couch as he encouraged some more of that wonderful grinding.<br/>