<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/FinleyRav6.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual outfit (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/09/90/f0/0990f0a8a3bc075389477f09d7e50536--men-fashion-casual-mens-fashion.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Halfblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Fir | Dragon | 12 inches<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Ravenclaw | First<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday, 30 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Bright and early<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Hall<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Confession time?<br/><strong>Mood Music:</strong>Diamond Eyes - Deftones (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qksTlo_1Tpw)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Preston<br/><hr/><br/>Finley was about finished with his breakfast as Preston refused to even consider how to broach the subject of anal sex with his intended fiance. He laughed through his bite of food just imagining such a discussion with a prim and proper pureblood princess like Cece. “I never said you should talk to her about it, for the record, just that you should convince her to let you try it out.” He scanned his friend with a few waggles of his eyebrows. “Huge difference, mate.”<br/><br/>It was humorous how Preston came with loads of stories about pureblood girls, even though he had admitted to doing better with dating muggles and halfblood girls, than purebloods. He laughed again, his shoulders jouncing as he barked aloud, catching his breath with a swipe of his finger against the outside of his eyes. “I’ve dated my fair share of them too, laddie.” In fact, Finley thought back to the train ride over and how things could have gone so very differently this year. He relented just the same after a gulp of juice. “Never been engaged to one before, though.”<br/><br/>Hearing that her family was more loaded than his made Finley grin. “Right. Now it all makes sense.” He teased. “I’d put up with quite a bit too if that were the case.” Of course, he had a hard time thinking he’d be as whipped as Preston sometimes was. But, he wasn’t about to throw that at his friend. Love made people do stupid things, often times. When he launched into an idea about how to get things sparking between him and his future wife, Finley listened, amused.<br/><br/>“Sure you can’t just hop on over to Paris? I’m sure that’d do it. Some hotel that overlooks the eiffel tower, the bed sprinkled with rose petals and chocolate or whatever. She’d give it up in a heartbeat.” He snapped his fingers for emphasis. “Too bad we can’t apparate yet. Hogsmeade isn’t exactly known for its romantic suites, is it?” If anything, Finley had always heard from his family that Hogsmeade seemed rather homey and comforting, but he’d never heard it being described as a romantic setting.<br/><br/>Finley rolled his head backward to laugh loudly at Preston’s clarification about who the pig was in his metaphor. As if Finley hadn’t been able to figure it out. He narrowed his gaze at his friend after the laughing subsided. “I knew that. Ravenclaw, remember?” He pointed to himself, a bit smugly. Preston’s break out into laughter made Finley revisit his bout of chuckles too, certain to make their table the loudest that morning.<br/><br/>“Yeah you would,” he finally murmured in response to the idea of Preston walking in on him and Orion in the middle of a romp. He sounded as if he took pride in that fact, as well. Preston joked about Fin having more sex than him, but he knew that it was slowly chipping away at his mate. Why shouldn’t it? He was guaranteed a marriage at the end of all this, and still wasn’t allowed to sample the cake!<br/><br/>The promise of a jealous Cece being one they didn’t want to endure was a promise Fin had no trouble accepting. “Sure, I believe that.” His brows cocked as he picked up the last of his crumbs with his finger and collected it with a subtle lick. If he were at home, he would have picked up the whole plate to lick clean, but he had been warned by family that such a thing would rub some the wrong way at Hogwarts.<br/><br/>“Then again, mate… if she’s never done it before, then she doesn’t know what she’s missing out on. Have you ever thought that maybe making her jealous of others - people who are getting busy and falling in love with each other - might just be the ticket?” A brow cocked as he thought himself brilliant for a moment, winking at his friend, after nodding in a sage like way.