<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>Hufflepuff Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Oh my~<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Cecilia<br/><hr/>Oh but they were entering very dangerous territory.  Preston knew it, even in his rapidly heating state knew that there was a definite point of no return, where teenage hormones would take completely over, and good decision or bad, they’d only be listening to their bodies at that point.  Part of him, a small and easily ignored part, said that perhaps Cece’s inexperience was leading her along a road she didn’t want to go down.  But then, how was rude was that, a very different part of his body asked.  She was a smart girl, and if she wanted to ask, well…<br/><br/>“Certain things, my Cece?”  Preston asked, his hand on her lower back starting to very slowly slide lower over her full curves.  “Cheeky things?” He continued, his palm gliding over her firm ass for the first time as those words left him, his cock surging in his pants at that touch, thankfully taking it out of the way though, as it grew firm against his lower belly.  “There are so, so many such things I’d like to do to you…”<br/><br/>As his hand moved lower, finally leaving cloth behind as it graced her upper thigh at last, Preston allowed himself the enjoyment of that smooth skin for just a second before he stood quickly, his hand moving to the crook of Cece’s knee as he took her with him, bringing her far up onto the toes of her only standing foot, her other leg wrapped around him, so that this time she was the one rubbing her desire against him.  “But what kind of gentleman would I be if I simply whispered them to you now…”  He breathed against her ear, shifting his body so she could barely help grinding against him.<br/><br/>“I mean, I could tell you how desperately I wished to taste more and more of you, but then, would you perhaps think less of me for being so brash?”  He grinned, rather enjoying being utterly brash in deed, and seemingly restrained in words.  She had, after all, asked for it.<br/>