<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/>Whatever Corey had been expecting when he had started kissing Grace again, it had not been for her to start to slowly unzip her onesie!  With his lips locked onto hers, Corey was thinking that the night had taken such a wonderful turn that, despite what he had just said about more, if he simply snogged Grace for the rest of the evening, he could have died a happy man.<br/><br/>Then of course he had heard the sound of the zipper slowly lowering.  At first Corey’s fevered mind had not been able to understand that strange sound he was hearing, but no sooner did his mind register what it was and what it meant, than the front of Corey pajamas starting tenting immediately.  Torn between continuing the kiss and seeing what was happening, Corey’s conundrum was solved for him when Grace broke the kiss to lean back.<br/><br/>“Whoa.  I mean, wow.” Corey breathed, the sight of Grace’s bared flesh filling his vision and making it near impossible to understand what she had just said.  “What?  I mean, yeah. More…” He went on, unable to tear his eyes from Grace’s skin for a second.  “I think I know just the thing…”  He said, his hands starting to slide upward…<br/><br/><div align="center">Continued here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=286073.msg14220622#msg14220622)</div>