<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Grace_Gryff_5.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13998471#msg13998471)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Front (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQlaBzuAdt5lq8QWdV_PFjL6lQu_W4Z_l07_6rPMzIQe707WIZa) and Back (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2071/2367/products/HTB1Gt2DSpXXXXbEaXXXq6xXFXXXP_large_4d9db588-c1a7-4e78-bf8a-8aa4ebf5cd9f_1024x1024.jpg?v=1501788242)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Muggleborn<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Vine | Fairy Wing | 9 ½ inches | Unyielding<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor | Second<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 1 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Nighttime<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gryffindor Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Unicorns don't need sleep<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Yuna - Lullabies (Remix) (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsGiBwK4Ycc)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Corey | Closed<br/><hr/><br/>Grace was influenced by feelings and sensations that propelled her forward. The fact it was her best friend Corey she was kissing, the reality that this would make things so much more awkward between them and could potentially ruin their friendship not even a consideration in her rousing state.<br/><br/>It was impossible to think about consequences when everything about kissing him felt so delightfully wrong that it just had to be right. Her fingers wove through his hair eagerly and Corey responded by shifting their bodies closer, lashing his tongue against hers for a taste.<br/><br/>It felt so erotic, that splash of his tongue against hers. Why was she so turned on? Was it just because they were kissing, or was there more to it? Did it have to do with Corey, or the fact that they were in plain sight on a common room couch? Grace could have allowed those thoughts to fester and boil over, to bother her until they ruined the mood.<br/><br/>Instead, she decided to ignore them all. Corey proceeded, sliding his arms around her and grasping at the unicorn onesie she wore, as if willing it to tear apart in his grasp. His tongue penetrated her lips with a swivel of his head, making her vaguely wonder how he got to be such a good kisser. Without meaning to, she whimpered softly against him, into his mouth, as their kisses deepened and their tongues danced.<br/><br/>It was the sort of exploration she didn’t want to end, but at the same time, she didn’t want it to traverse too far into uncharted territory, either. Grace pulled away just slightly, just enough to be able to speak between kisses, with her lips still pressed against his. “Mmf- yeah... this is… mm, definitely… not a big deal… not at all!”<br/><br/>Right?