<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/daSQ0jT.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rhonda Bouchard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006713#msg15006713)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Montreal, Quebec, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 July, 2019 - Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bedroom<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As shown<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Logan<br/><br/><hr/><br/>There was a moment of pause between Logan and Rhonda, with him just barely atop of her on the bed. She couldn't speak for him, but her her it was full of tension and electricity. His words, spoken low and gruff, took forever to reach her, his lean in even slower, it seemed. When their lips finally touched, pressing and opening into a kiss, Rhonda was finally able to release the stress in her shoulders and jaw. A hand took hold of her cheek, making her coo into the kiss as it went a bit deeper.<br/><br/>The build up was slow as all hell, the moment itself far too short, and with him pulling away from her, Rhonda chased him for an inch or two. Her eyes opened when her lips found no one. She watched Logan turn onto his side and then firmly set himself onto his side of the bed. With a knowing smugness, he brought up her made up rule. It wasn't fair when people played the same games she did and won.<br/><br/>Wordlessly, Rhonda half-leaped off the bed so she could find her way underneath the sheets to join Logan. Her one arm came to rest beneath her head on the pillow while the other sought out Logan, eager to just feel him in some fashion. She settled for his stomach, though was dangerously close to that waistband she was thinking about moments ago.<br/><br/>"Mmm. I don't think we can afford any pillows for the wall." Rhonda spoke in a low tone, just above a whisper. She inched closer to him to take the middle ground of the bed where their hypothetical pillow wall would be if there was one. "It was a stupid rule, anyway."