<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/>The truth was crystal clear -<em>yes, it was a big deal!</em>A massive deal! Grace knew it in the back of her head and at the bottom of her heart, but she played it off, thinking Corey wanted to hear those words. Lying to herself about it was another form of denial. Though why she felt the need to be dishonest about her feelings was too profound a thought to have right then.<br/><br/>Corey’s eyes gently fluttered open just as hers did, their irises aligning for a heart-pounding second. He gasped for air and murmured his agreement. Nothing to get all bent out of shape over - it was just a kiss. A kiss between best friends with repressed feelings and teenage hormones. Not a big deal at all!<br/><br/>As his hands descended further down her onesie, Grace flushed and felt her face screw up. Of all the pajamas she could have worn - why did she have to settle on this one? A rush of tingling sensations erased the complaints from her mind as Corey’s hands took purchase upon her hips. Briefly, she bit at her lower lip, fearful that if she hadn’t, a mewl of delight would have slipped out.<br/><br/>He reeled her in with the rest of his wording, claiming that there would be no harm in delving even further. Grace tilted her head as he closed in, not allowing her much time to respond. Which may have been for the best, actually. His arms tensed around her, tightening their hold and causing her to squeeze against him as his lips claimed hers again.<br/><br/>She hated that she was wearing a onesie at that moment and decided it was ruining said moment, which was being dubbed a non-moment by the two of them, ironically. Her hands flitted between their bodies and she slowly started to unzip the zipper at her clavicle. Grace’s lips parted to deepen the kiss with Corey, leaning into him a bit so that she was granted more freedom to work the zipper down, between her perky breasts and over her taut midsection.<br/><br/>The zipper ceased its descent just below her navel, exposing a long section of her supple flesh. Beneath the onesie there was nothing - no bra, no panties. Leaving the options available for Corey, Grace leaned back just enough to glance down at herself, thus breaking their kiss a bit clumsily.<br/><br/>Before she could think of something sexy to say, Grace gulped a little loudly and looked to Corey with a smolder about her eyes. Her fingers were still trapped by the zipper, fiddling with it idly. Then a small bit of skin got stuck and she jumped. “Ow!” She hissed quietly, her hand shooting away from the zipper and raising upward to be examined. So much for a smooth and perfect segway into<span class="bbc_u">more</span>.<br/><br/>“Erm,” she started, growing more nervous than she thought she would. “So you mentioned ‘more’ but… there’s loads of ‘more’ out there.” Was she even making sense anymore? Grace felt her brows crease at herself as she shook her head. “I mean, what… what else did you want to....?” She trailed off, awkwardly. Not that it was easy to talk about stuff like this!