<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e2/Cece_Huff_11.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Cecilia Price (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14079007#msg14079007)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>This outfit (https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/pretty-little-liars/images/b/b6/Lucy-Hale--Hollister-Clothing-2014--03.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150813122839&path-prefix=fr) with these heels (https://www.fsjshoes.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/600x600/602f0fa2c1f0d1ba5e241f914e856ff9/n/j/nj080116.jpg) and rose gold infinity promise ring (http://cdn.supadupa.me/shop/20655/images/1923111/il_fullxfull.545557617_qg05_grande.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Chestnut | Dragon Heartstring | 9 ¼ inches | Slightly bendy<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Hufflepuff | First<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Clocktower Courtyard - fountain<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Material girl living in a material world<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>How to Love - Cash Cash ft. Sofia Reyes (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=peByeoQhjMM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Preston<br/><hr/><br/>Even though she had been asking for it to a degree, to say that Cece had at all expected Preston’s reaction to her question would have been wildly wrong. She bit her lower lip and clutched his sweater a little tighter, nodding her head encouragingly as she awaited his reply. Perhaps she had encouraged what came next minimally, but when Preston danced his hand down the side of her curvature, she felt wave after wave of unfamiliar and perplexing sensations.<br/><br/>There was something thrilling about being out in such a public place, displaying such intimacy for nearly anyone to behold. Preston’s hand grew bolder as she reflected about their risque behavior, gliding over her bum while he promised that he wanted to do many cheeky things to her. Cece’s imagination about such matters could only go so far on its own, but the tone that he used and the way that he looked at her and posessively grabbed hold of her gave her a few ideas.<br/><br/>Not to mention, being called<em>his</em>had a certain ring to it. It did unspeakable things to her.<br/><br/>Her lips parted as a small gasp sounded out audibly. She both relished and feared the way that his hand on her ass felt, the way that she wanted to feel more of those sensations. Gulping after releasing her plump lower lip, she pressed onto the tips of her toes once again, teasingly lifting herself out of his clutch. Just when she thought she had one upped him though, Preston maneuvered even lower simultaneously, as if that had been his plan all along. He took hold of her thigh and pulled.<br/><br/>“Eep!” She yelped, fearful of losing her balance as he hoisted her leg over his side and pressed her center purposefully against his. Cece’s jaw dropped open at his brazen action and the way that it effortlessly caused his hard bulge to dig against her. Preston ignored her shock and carried on to profess that admitting his intentions up front would not have been gentlemanly behavior. She scoffed loudly, but tilted her head when he leaned in to whisper against her ear. His words inquired about whether she would think less of him for being so bold.<br/><br/>“As if what you are already doing is not too bold!” She scolded him, yanking her leg downward and pushing his chest gently to regain some space, and her balance. Then again, even if she had used all of her strength, she was sure it would not have been enough to even teeter her tall fiance. “Like this is gentlemanly behavior, Preston!” She admonished him, her words far harsher than her body language as her hands went to her hem and tugged it down. Her head whipped side to side, clearly looking for any indication of spies.<br/><br/>“You could have flashed someone my knickers just then!” She informed him, her eyes wide with horror as she swatted his arm with her hand. “We really need to keep you under control, Preston.” Her tongue clicked against the roof of her mouth. “Tisk, tisk.” Still, just the same, a smirk started to unfurl from the edges of her lips. Despite his brazen tactics, Preston was indeed going to be difficult to continue saying no to.<br/><br/>“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say your plan is to get me pregnant straight away,” she saucily remarked, guiding her hand to lace with his. “But, perhaps we should keep going. It would be a terrible thing to be too late for the bonfire, wouldn’t it?”