<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RyD2m.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Orion Reed<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Half<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Ravenclaw 1st Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Friday, September 29th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Mysterious Corridor<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>A Night of Play and Mischief, Impatience<br/><strong>THEME:</strong>You know I like it when your body goes... (https://youtu.be/5T7t2AyaZN8)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Finley Clark!</em><br/><hr/><br/>It was Orion's turn to tremble, legs apart, leaning into Finley and the wall.<br/><br/>Oh gah.. brilliant.. he thought of a million ways to say it and only panted them out. His left arm slid across the wall for his face and eyes to rest upon, completely covered, and his right hand cuffed Finley's neck, fingers exploring and toying with his hair. To silence his whimpers, he sucked in his lips and clamped. Finley couldn't take it all, but that was what made it the more agonizingly good. His left arm fell to the side, his hand accidentally catching onto a doorknob. His hazel eyes popped open. What? He squinted harder, mouth dropping, and realized that there was indeed a door with them behind this curtain. A hidden room. Patting Finley on the shoulders took everything he had but he did it. He reluctantly brought out his cock from his mouth and helped Finley to his feet. The doorknob turned easily, and the door swung in. Before them was an empty classroom, which didn't look like it was used in years. Stained glass windows set a ruby and violet gloom. Long wide tables of black stone, dusty vials, and a burnt pile of about a hundred unusable wands snapped in halves. How ... ferly.<br/><br/>Oh well, Orion thought, grabbing their clothes off the floor and closing the door behind them.<br/><br/>Whatever this room was, it was the perfect place to do their business.<br/><br/>With both dripping cocks out, Orion lifted Finley and lied him gently down on a table, crawling on top of him like a romantic animal. He snagged Finley's lip between his teeth, and his tongue slipped in. Sitting back, he looked amazed at this boy in his hands. Overwhelmed with happiness. Orion's nipple piercings glinted more red violet than his naked torso in the murkiness. He signed uneasily:<em>Finley... Do you, um, wanna be my boyfriend?</em><br/><br/><hr/>