<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>Fire and thoughts<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Grace<br/><hr/>Was that all I was supposed to do all this time, Corey thought, his spine eripting in a wave of goosebumps as Grace’s hand move from his knee to his neck, the tips of her nails dragging through the short hairs at the nape.<br/><br/>Corey wanted to think on that more, probably to berate himself for not acting sooner, for not bringing this up, for not doing whatever it was that he had done today that had landed him on this couch, Grace practically in his lap and kissing him like he had never been kissed before.<br/><br/>Luckily, because he might well have found a way to ruin it, Grace’s kisses were more than enough to occupy every corner of Corey’s mind, and he was completely focused on the feel of her soft lips against his and the taste of her on his tongue.<br/><br/>Leaning up off the couch as her arms seemed to be directing him, Corey’s arms slipped tentatively around Grace’s body, that bashful nod of hers fully in his mind as he wondered about pressing forward.  Gripping her unicorn onesie, Corey sighed deeply out his nose, thrilled beyond belief that this was happening, and before he could lose his nerve, his tongue slipped out to slide against Grace’s lips, seeking to deepen their kiss even further.<br/>