<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/84/Corey-Pajamas.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Corey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15009035#msg15009035)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>London, UK<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 July, 2019, Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bathroom -> Bed<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bd/NINTCHDBPICT000501887672.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Grace<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Grace<br/><br/><hr/>Whilst the kiss could best, or at least accurately, be described as chaste, it was still more than enough to send Corey’s blood racing through his veins.  With their unfamiliar, and JUST MET, lips pressed together, it seemed already that the temperature in the room had risen to tropical levels far too high for the air conditioning to compete with, and enough to have the Islander already regretting playing along with his mates prank of wooly, pink pajamas.<br/><br/>When the kiss broke, both far too soon and yet so very long, Corey’s eyes fluttered open as well, watching as Grace reclined away from him enough to relax against her pillows and close her eyes.  Heart thudding against his breastbone, Corey took great comfort in the smile teasing around the edges of his ‘girlfriend’s’ lips.  It couldn’t have been too bad a kiss if she was smiling, right?<br/><br/>Reassured, at least a little, it only took Corey another hour or so to fall asleep due to his concern about flopping on Grace in the night.  After it, it had been some time since he had shared a bed.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><em>End of Day One</em></strong></div>