Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread
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				Title: <strong>Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>17-04-2018, 18:37:29</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>19-04-2018, 04:12:56</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eikichi</strong> on <strong>16-05-2018, 05:03:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/Eikichi_Characters_52-5.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Zacharias Warde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14002048#msg14002048)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Plain Robes<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood <br><strong>Wands</strong>: Rowan, Basilisk Skin, 11 inches, Unyielding, Family Heirloom. <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor 1<sup>st</sup> year.<br><strong>Date</strong>: Friday. September 1st, 2017.<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> 9:50pm<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hallway leading to Gryffindor dorms.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rosalyn | Open<br><hr>It wasn’t that Zacharias was irritated, or that he needed to blow off steam. No, Zacharias was truly and thoroughly pissed. It wasn’t even the slightest bit of irritation, it was pure and utter anger at the fact that he’d been sorted into Gryffindor. That one decision by the sorting hat gave him a gallon of problems, none of which Zacharias wanted to deal with at the moment instead he needed someone to help him release all that pent up energy. So who better to help him that his supposed fiancé, especially when she’d already made it clear she was seeking to get to know him and build something between them. Zacharias would make it clear to her that regardless of the fact that he was in Gryffindor; he was not a man she should fall for easily. Was it wrong of him to want to scare her in that regard? Perhaps it was a bit cruel but it didn’t change the fact that he was thoroughly invested in ensuring she never forgot that at the very least he was aggressive, possessive, and controlling.<br><br>So in order to vent that anger of his he’d called Rosalyn out of the dorms, only a couple minutes until it was time for curfew, and taken her down the halls of the castle till they reached a secluded corridor void of the traffic of anyone heading out of the castle or to the dorms, someplace out of the way that the teachers were bound to inspect a half-hour or so after curfew was out. But Zacharias didn’t think he’d need much time with Rosalyn, he wasn’t looking to get a full release out of her. The only thing of important to him right now was taking some time to enjoy Rosalyn’s naiveté and see just how much he could toy with her, the perfect way of relieving himself of all that pent of anger by tormenting and teasing her until she understood him. Another thing which he believed wouldn’t take very long, he didn’t expect her to be very resistant. Not after they’d spent those few hours together on the train, lip-locked, he had already discovered quite a few of her pressure points and he was sure that with the right touch she would melt for him.<br><br>Zacharias had tugged Rosalyn along from the dorms, dragging her along with him with one of his hands locked with hers. His fingers intertwined with hers before they finally reached that secluded corridor. Once Zacharias was certain they were alone he suddenly turned them, stopping all their momentum and pressing her body into the wall that was beside her. He pressed her lovely body into the wall paying special attention to keep her delicate rear pushed firmly into the wall along with her shoulders. Her lower back wasn’t arched towards him with the rest of her body as those heavy hands of his now grasped hold of her wrists and slowly dragged her hands up, across the wall, before pinning those wrists of hers above her head. There was a slight smile, almost a smirk, on his lips as he looked down at her with her now pressed to the wall, trapped between him and the wall, as his lips lowered to her cheek as he mumbled. <em>"You said you wanted me to get to know you, but first.. before that. I want you to know me. Who I am, and what I want.. from you."</em><br><br>One hand remained pressed to her joined wrists, keeping those hands of hers pinned above her head as he lowered his lips down to touch across her cheek. He worked his lips slowly across her cheek, then further down her jawline, before his lips finally settled against hers. He took her lips with his in a deep and passionate kiss, their lips locked firmly together as his lips purposefully try to part hers and work his tongue into her mouth. He shared that deep and lewd kiss with her for minutes. He made sure that kiss was the only thing she would be able to focus on. So that when his free hand began moving over her body, she’d be too lost in their kiss to be able to notice. Of course when his hand worked over the side of those ample breasts she might finally notice that he was petting and caressing her body. His fingers working roughly over the side of her breasts, squeezing and kneading over her breasts so that her breasts were pushed into his palm. His hand only idly focused on her breasts for the moment a slight appetizer, before finally working his hand further down across her sides and even indelicately brushing over her waistline. His hand then slipping further across her waistline before easing its way across her waist and then settling on her rear. He lifted her backside slightly from the wall, just enough so his hand could sink across her rear and squeeze her ass into his palm. It was only when he was squeezing her ass that he finally broke that kiss of theirs. Strings of saliva connecting their lips as his tongue pulled from hers and he muttered under his breath, and into her mouth. <em>"You should also know.. that as of today. You are mine."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>19-05-2018, 01:25:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Rosalyn_Gryff_5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Rosalyn Lamoureux<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hogwarts robes with Gryffindor accessories, <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These stockings</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1T1LFOXXXXXapXVXXq6xXFXXXn/Sexy-Women-Lace-Top-Sheer-Stay-Up-Thigh-High-Stockings-Pantyhose-Ladies-Stockings.jpg)</div></div> and <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These shoes</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://images.neimanmarcus.com/ca/1/product_assets/S/0/4/8/U/NMS048U_mu.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>Wand</strong>: 10 Inch/Alder/Unicorn hair- Slightly flexible <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, year 3<br><strong>Date</strong>: September 1st, 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening, 9:50<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secluded hallway near Gryffindor Dorms<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours passion<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Rosalyn's theme- La Vie En Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NK9zdPj-oslink)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Zacharias<br>Mentioning: N/A<br><hr><br>Rosalyn did not fight or question Zacharias about the late night summoning or where he was taking her, she knew he was upset about the sorting and right now, she needed to do whatever it was she had to do in order to help him to get past it... that was what you did in a marriage, you supported your mate and they supported you, when they needed you... you were always there, sacrificing willingly of yourself to ease your other half's suffering. Hopefully, they would reach a point in time when Zacharias might be of the mind to have the same personal edict when it came to her.<br><br>They eventually came to a secluded corridor and as he pressed her against the wall in that ultra dimly lit corridor... it did not take a genius to understand what he wanted... something she had promised him and would certainly deliver. If partaking of her would lift his spirits, then she was happy to give of herself... <br>Hands grasped her wrists and held them up above her head against the cool stone of the wall... she could make out the sensual smile sliding across his perfect mouth... it sent wanton shivers through her untried body... he leaned in then and murmured as he caressed his lips against her cheek...<br><br><strong>{Zacharias}</strong> "You said you wanted me to get to know you, but first... before that... I want you to know me. Who I am, and what I want... from you."<br><br>She only nodded to indicate she comprehended what he was telling her before his lips came up to capture hers, guiding her into a passionate kiss... his mouth and tongue coaxed her lips apart (not that she gave much resistance anyway) and they began that ancient carnal mating of the mouths, tongues twisting, twining and caressing against the other... a contented sigh escaped Rosalyn into his mouth as she felt that delightful hand of his caressing across her body, from her stomach, up her side until he reached her plentiful breast... she felt herself starting to become slightly moist between her thighs as he caressed and teased her like this, caressing and rubbing... but never quite giving her yearning breasts the full attention she burned for...<br><br>There was just something about her new fiance that lit a bright white fire for her... she couldn't explain it, not even to herself...<br><br>His lips left hers then and his mouth worked along her cheek and down her jawline, before he ultimately return to her mouth to ravish that moist cavern once more, she moaned softly into his mouth as she threw her whole self into the kiss, relishing in his spicy male taste... it was simply exquisite! More and more, he was building her fire for him... it was almost frightening, she'd never had a male make her burn like this... never hotly enough that she contemplated what it might be like if she told him to find a bed and just take her... but... would he still want her the same if she gave her virginity to him so readily and so quickly into their very new relationship?<br><br>Those thoughts were banished to the very back of her mind when Zacharias's hand roughly pawing and petting at her body moved to full grasp the breast he'd been teasing before... she moaned again and lifted one leg to gently hook over his thigh... her nipple strained excitedly against the material of her bra and her clothing to jut against the palm of his hand as if begging for more attention...<br><br>After a time, his hand began a slow journey back down her body before curving around to her backside... she gasped into his mouth as he lifted her a small bit away from the wall enough to allow his hand to get a full and firm grip on her... the possessiveness she felt in that touch, the way it felt as if the heat of his hand was branding her flesh as his... well, if she had thought what happened in the train was exciting, this went beyond into exhilarating!<br><br>As he broke the kiss they shared, thin transparent strings of saliva sparkled in this low lighting... evidence of the fiery passion they had both poured into one another... she heard him murmuring then, his lips caressing against her own as he spoke so softly...<br><br><strong>{Zacharias}</strong> "You should also know.. that as of today. You are mine." <br><br>“Same to you...” Rosalyn murmured back, leaning her face forward to kiss him long and deep for a moment or two “I have no intentions of sharing my man...”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>19-05-2018, 19:07:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RyD2m.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orion Reed<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Half<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Ravenclaw 1st Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Friday, September 29th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Grand Staircase<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A Night of Play and Mischief, Impatience<br><strong>THEME:</strong> You know I like it when your body goes... (https://youtu.be/5T7t2AyaZN8) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Finley Clark!</em> <br><hr><br>It seemed like no one was here at such a late hour; the amount of students occupied at the bonfire party was large and the rest were introverts, either angrily or remorsefully shut-in their dorm rooms. He would have gone in for another kiss if it weren't for the few hundreds of eyes on them from portraits not yet sleeping. Their ghostly white noise was creepy enough. Going up the Grand Staircase was a pretty arduous task for him, a first-year, and he was sure that was true for Finley also. Still though, he ground his bulge into Finley's, excitedly looking into his eyes. He can hardly wait to reach their room.<br><br>Jarringly, the staircase shifted from where they were supposed to go, shifting to another door. It was the same floor, sorta? He took Finn's hand and hurried up to the platform. He would wait a moment but the stairs hadn't yet shifted, and the night was quickly expiring. While he was a patient guy, this opportunity came at a limited time. Soon, their classmates would be back. This demanded action. <br><br>He signed a suggestion: <em>Hm, here... Might be another way.</em><br><br>Orion snuck into an unfamiliar corridor where candles flickered. Quite romantic and forbidden too! He made a devilish smirk, propping Finley up against the castle wall, tossing a velvet curtain over them. His hand went down the front of Finley's pants, soft warm fingers exploring and fondling, wrapping around the thickening member inside. <br><br>His tongue licked up Finley's neck, tasting more of his flesh boldly. Yum...<br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>20-05-2018, 00:04:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/FinleyRav5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Same as picture, with jeans and black Converse <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>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Staircase -&gt; Secret Corridor ???<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to turn up the heat <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Breaking Benjamin - Psycho (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y_a0PWlBr8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Orion <br><hr><br>The memories of a spat at the bonfire were long forgotten once Finley and Orion started back for the castle. Unable to contain their impatience for what was surely about to happen - what Finley was desperately hoping would transpire - they both took to the stairs, nearly racing each other. After switching to the last staircase, Orion pulled Finley closer to let him feel just how excited he was. A groan left Finley as their bulges ground together, the sensation making his spine tingle, and causing the heat within to amplify to burning degrees. <br><br>There was no one around, not that it would have stopped Finley in his current state. Especially considering how pent-up and sexually frustrated he had become in the past few weeks. <br><br>Orion took his hand and practically dragged him onward after pointing out another pathway, once the staircase moved unpredictably - as it tended to do. The Prefects and Professors had warned the First Years about it time and time again but Finley had never thought it would change direction at such an inopportune time. Or perhaps it had worked out for the better, he considered, when he realized where it had led them. An empty corridor with an inviting wall. <br><br>He was pressed against that wall just after he took in the sight of it, a groan leaving him softly just before Orion grinned impishly at him and sealed them behind a darkened curtain. His hand danced down Finley’s crotch over his jeans, making them flex and restrict against his hardened cock all the more. “Fuck,” he whispered as Orion’s tongue met with the small of his neck and his hand continued to grope and grapple with the noticeable tent he was pitching. <br><br>Impatience took over then. Finley’s hands went to Orion’s suit jacket and tugged it off of him, then tossed it to the floor. His deft fingers far from done, they returned to the hem of Orion’s dress shirt and began unbuttoned it in a hurry. “I’ve wanted this… you… for so long.” He mouthed slowly, signing the words in between unfastening the buttons. <br><br>Tugging the shirt off of him, he tossed it to the side as well, his hands invading the space below his undershirt, digits spreading along his midsection and chest from beneath it, caressing his skin with rough fingertips. His thumbs rolled over Orion’s nipples just before he leaned in to kiss him hard. Those hands of his continued exploring, brushing lower until they reached his belt and hooked beneath it, using it as leverage to cause his hips to grind against him once more. <br><br>Finally, unwilling to wait any longer, he unbuttoned his own jeans and lowered the zipper, shifting himself so that the ample bulge beneath his lime green boxer briefs became a package ready to be opened. Parting from their impassioned kiss, Finley gripped onto Orion's lower lip with his teeth, then released it after a gentle tug.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>20-05-2018, 21:17:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RyD2m.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orion Reed<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Half<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Ravenclaw 1st Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Friday, September 29th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mysterious Corridor <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A Night of Play and Mischief, Impatience<br><strong>THEME:</strong> You know I like it when your body goes... (https://youtu.be/5T7t2AyaZN8) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Finley Clark!</em> <br><hr><br>Orion was stunned, all the more impassioned, when he heard Finley said that he wanted this, him, for so long. Even though, like technically, it was a month since the day of the Sorting, it felt -<em>forever</em>- for Finley as it did for Orion. That nagging feeling that life could have been sweeter had they met years before Hogwarts, that feeling life wouldn't have been as sweet had they never met. The Sorting Hat put them in the same House, and the House put them in the same room. And here they were, finally tasting the sweetest moment so far. Quickly undressing, he gasped and reminded Finley he has nipple piercings, quite sensitive there. <br><br>The sight of Finn's ample bulge beneath lime green boxer briefs drove Orion to his knees, placing his mouth on it, rubbing his lips left and right. He could see a little precum soak through the boxers too. Slowly tugging the elastic waistband, chafing down the skin of his sculpted hips, Orion buried his face into Finley's crotch cupping his balls, licking inner thighs, massaging muscle and bone, sparking an electrical storm that pulses out through his nerves, doing everything he can to make Finley unable to stand, to tremble on that wall.<br><br>Gotta make him crazy for me, Orion thought! Smooching his cock until it's wet from shaft to head, he swallowed it all. <br><br>It had a sweet sweat that made him salivate/slobber more. So thick, it nearly hit his gag reflex. Then footsteps came at a distance in the corridor. He froze rooted to the spot, mouth-stuffed and face-buried-in-crotch, until a Prefect and a teacher passed each other with a mumble in assent, tired of night patrol. When the footsteps faded to a droning silence, Orion sighed, his face falling to rest. Close call. So happy that these people don't think to check curtains. Or the floor, where some clothes peeked out. <br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 06:03:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br><strong>Wearing: </strong>Deluxe (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e0/69/7d/e0697d6fd9c9122a160ddc91e7b87f76--suit-green-dark-green-suit-men.jpg)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pure<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Slytherin 3rd Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Saturday, September 30th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> One-Eyed Witch Passage<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational. Trade.<br><strong>THEME:</strong> You wish you felt better! You can do no wrong! In my eyes! (https://youtu.be/YU-Bc0a-wmw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Jaxon Smith!</em> <br><hr><br>A wolfish grin spread. Of all places! Internally, he gasped when Jaxon took off his shirt without hesitation. <br><br>Lyre ripped off his own deluxe suit, letting it drop to the dirty ground, and tugged down loosening his tie. <em>Jax's hand on the wall next to my head, the taste of cigarette and hash, he's been in charge ever since I got here, I love this...!</em> This deep kiss... was deeper than he thought Jax would ever go. That was surprising, rather shocking. A swerve in plans. A new future. Suddenly names and titles? They fell away and meant nothing anymore. It was just between the two of them. Chest against chest, hearts beating. Lyre pleasurably sighed, rubbing firm hands down Jax's sides, hooking thumbs into his pants around his hips to the small triangle above his butt.<br><br>"You are something else!" He exclaimed deliriously, not caring how loud he was. Down here, no one would hear them scream.<br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Auctor</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 06:20:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.fstatic.com/537zH1_yItXsEr422YtnH7C8OXo=/full-fit-in/290x478/https://cdn.fstatic.com/media/artists/avatar/2016/05/max-thieriot_a10552.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jaxon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> nice pants and a button up<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Sycamore, Billywig Stinger, 10.5<br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, 4th <br><strong>Date</strong>: September 30th<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> the one-eyed witch passage <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lyre<br><hr><br>Jaxon took off Lyre's tie dropping it on his coat before proceeding to rip open his shirt by the buttons unaware that it might make it harder for Lyre to get back. Jaxon always has a set of extra clothes in his bag. A necessary protocol when your business is done in damp tunnels.<br><br>He started to bite and kiss his neck while using his free hand to play with Lyre's nipples. "Think of anyway I can repay you for that map yet." Jaxon whispered in Lyre's ear nibbling on it slightly, before returning to his neck work. <br><br>He pushes into him pinning him against the wall as he grinds their hips together.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 06:38:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br><strong>Wearing: </strong>Deluxe (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e0/69/7d/e0697d6fd9c9122a160ddc91e7b87f76--suit-green-dark-green-suit-men.jpg)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pure<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Slytherin 3rd Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Saturday, September 30th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> One-Eyed Witch Passage<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational. Trade.<br><strong>THEME:</strong> You wish you felt better! You can do no wrong! In my eyes! (https://youtu.be/YU-Bc0a-wmw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Jaxon Smith!</em> <br><hr><br>Lyre cherished the feeling of his shirt torn apart, the clacking of buttons, and god knew where they went. <br><br>He had no extra clothes and that was one of the hottest parts, honestly. He would not be embarrassed to go back to the surface looking mauled. <br>In fact he welcomed it. Aw, the biting, the nipple play, the whisper, the pinning, the grind... he closed his eyes and tilted his head back groaning. <br><br>This was everything he wanted, and more. Not even his wildest dreams were this good.<br><br>"You ever fuck a guy raw before?" Lyre panted at the neck work. "I cleaned myself down there four times in the shower before I--!" <br>He groaned again at Jax's aggression. "Not that I knew this was gonna happen, but uh I left in some lube too. So it's wet."<br><br>"And ready. That's what I want, Jaxon. That's my choice. Just have your way with me, and don't stop no matter what."&nbsp; <br><br>He glared into Jaxon's eyes to show he was serious and pleading for it.<br><br><hr>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Auctor</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 06:55:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.fstatic.com/537zH1_yItXsEr422YtnH7C8OXo=/full-fit-in/290x478/https://cdn.fstatic.com/media/artists/avatar/2016/05/max-thieriot_a10552.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jaxon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> nice pants and a button up<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Sycamore, Billywig Stinger, 10.5<br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, 4th <br><strong>Date</strong>: September 30th<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> the one-eyed witch passage <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lyre<br><hr><br>With quick motions Jaxon removes unbutton and drops his pants and underwear kicking them off his ankles and revealing his raging hardon. He then does the same to Lyre leaving his pants around his ankles showing his member as well. Jaxon spits in his hand and strokes Lyre's cock.<br><br>He kisses him again as their hardons run against each other. He the whispers oh so gently into ear "Yes, it is your choice." Before turning him around and pushing him into the damp wall. He grabs a fistful of Lyre's hair pulling it back so his head leans back.<br><br>He then kisses him again and uses his body weight to pin Lyre against the wall. The still holding his hair he pushes his face against the wall as he rams his cock into Lyre's ass. He knew he didn't want a loving embrace or even mercy, he wanted to be fucked hard and Jaxon loves giving people what they want.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 07:12:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br><strong>Wearing: </strong>Deluxe (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e0/69/7d/e0697d6fd9c9122a160ddc91e7b87f76--suit-green-dark-green-suit-men.jpg)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pure<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Slytherin 3rd Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Saturday, September 30th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> One-Eyed Witch Passage<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational. Trade.<br><strong>THEME:</strong> You wish you felt better! You can do no wrong! In my eyes! (https://youtu.be/YU-Bc0a-wmw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Jaxon Smith!</em> <br><hr><br>Standing in the tunnel with their hard bowing cocks out, that was even better than Lyre thought it'd be. Now he felt like an animal, and yet treated so good with Jax's spit wetting his dick. That was courteous and considerate of him. Then he was turned around, shoved into the wall, his hair yanked. He uttered loudly at that and grinned mouth still open, cheek pinned into the grimy rock. Jax's cock was perfect and slipped into his wet taut hole almost easily but not without struggle. It was so big and in deep, Lyre gasped for more air, loving the imperial grip of the lion mounting and leaning into him. He bit back a little sob, of fulfillment. Next to the Cruciatus curse, this was nothing but exhilaration and joy. Probably a mistake too, because now he's going to be thinking about this all fucking year long. If you had said two years ago that this was going to happen, he would have laughed at the impossibility. And it really seemed impossible! How was this happening? <br><br>Jax jacked in and out of him, not too fast that he couldn't feel it, but hard and complete because Jax must have wanted him to feel this for days. Thank you, Jax, thank you, he wanted to scream but held back because it was far from over.<br><br>"Mmmore..." he moaned with buckling legs. "Mark me yours."<br><br><hr>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Auctor</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 07:26:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.fstatic.com/537zH1_yItXsEr422YtnH7C8OXo=/full-fit-in/290x478/https://cdn.fstatic.com/media/artists/avatar/2016/05/max-thieriot_a10552.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jaxon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> nice pants and a button up<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Sycamore, Billywig Stinger, 10.5<br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, 4th <br><strong>Date</strong>: September 30th<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> the one-eyed witch passage <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lyre<br><hr><br>Upon Jaxon hearing Lyre's moans he did the only reasonable thing and bit the back of his neck, hard. Hard enough to draw just a tiny amount of blood. He thrust harder into Lyre lifting him off the ground on a couple occasions. "Tell me how much you love this." Jaxon says through his groans of ecstasy. He felt like a monster holding his prey against the wall, something told him that's exactly what Lyre wanted. A creature from the darkness having his way with the pinned noble.<br><br>He reaches around and starts stroking his cock again, then he grabs Lyre's balls and starts pulling and playing with them. While thrusting into him harder and keeping his face pinned against the cold stone.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 07:52:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br><strong>Wearing: </strong>Deluxe (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e0/69/7d/e0697d6fd9c9122a160ddc91e7b87f76--suit-green-dark-green-suit-men.jpg)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pure<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Slytherin 3rd Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Saturday, September 30th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> One-Eyed Witch Passage<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational. Trade.<br><strong>THEME:</strong> Oh oh ohh what are you waiting for! Take a bite of my heart tonight! (https://youtu.be/chJgaksG4sg)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Jaxon Smith!</em> <br><hr><br>Okay, that hurt a little! His eyes popped and winced, one hand slamming into the wall. But the sharp nip was over already, and what was left was throbbing. Maybe he shouldn't have asked for it, but it was too late to regret it now. That may leave a scar; he'd have to look it over before a mirror now and then and think <em>Mark of Jaxon</em>. Lyre indeed began to feel like prey in the fangs of a starving lion, caught helpless, but it wasn't a real monster, it was Jaxon who was a better friend than expected. <br><br>"I want this all the time, Jaxon! Fuck.." Lyre screamed, his ass tight on purpose. "Maybe not always! Hard! But frequent ugh whenever you want! It!"<br><br>It was getting harder to talk. His face was getting cold now, but he didn't care. Surely, Jaxon was going to cum soon?? At some point, right? <br><br>If they were somewhere else, he wouldn't mind doing this for hours. And hours. Jax's meat, he focused all of his thoughts on it. <br><br>His own cock dribbled a string of clear precum down onto his coat and tie. Unh! He grunted, straining to take all of it.<br><br><hr>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Auctor</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 08:02:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.fstatic.com/537zH1_yItXsEr422YtnH7C8OXo=/full-fit-in/290x478/https://cdn.fstatic.com/media/artists/avatar/2016/05/max-thieriot_a10552.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jaxon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> nice pants and a button up<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Sycamore, Billywig Stinger, 10.5<br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, 4th <br><strong>Date</strong>: September 30th<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> the one-eyed witch passage <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lyre<br><hr><br>In a swift motion Jaxon pulled out and used his grip on Lyres hair to pull him away from the wall. He then put him on his knees bare chest pressed to the floor before he quickly got behind him and trusted into him from behind.<br><br>Now that he has some leverage chuckled "Fair enough next time not as hard... this time though." He thrusted into him as hard as he could grabbing Lyre's hips and using his body to thrust even harder into him. He after a few moments of pounding Lyre's tight ass he groaned in ecstasy "I'm close."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 13:24:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br><strong>Wearing: </strong>Deluxe (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e0/69/7d/e0697d6fd9c9122a160ddc91e7b87f76--suit-green-dark-green-suit-men.jpg)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pure<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Slytherin 3rd Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Saturday, September 30th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> One-Eyed Witch Passage<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational. Trade.<br><strong>THEME:</strong> Oh oh ohh what are you waiting for! Take a bite of my heart tonight! (https://youtu.be/chJgaksG4sg)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Jaxon Smith!</em> <br><hr><br>Lyre's back arched as he laughed lowly at the ground, "Yes, this time, go unh all out." <br><br>With each thrust, each ballslap, he appreciated Jaxon more. <em>This guy... is special, no wonder he's got magic in his blood.</em> <br>He twisted and squirmed unhurriedly, reluctant to move his hips out of his hands, not that he was able to anyway.<br>Jaxon was actually strong, despite being shorter than Lyre, and he could tell that his punches would slam like steel.<br>He would avoid making him angry, but it was tempting if one day, he would bait him into another round of furious sex.<br><br>Just like this. But another time, another place. Now, it was getting drier.<br><br>Jaxon declared he was close, and indeed Lyre felt it, the cock, each time it rammed in was up a hotter degree than before.<br>It was even harder, about to explode, and it was simultaneous both groins burned. He pushed his ass back, sat on Jax's pelvis,<br>and his tingling cock without warning came. He must've ejaculated a dozen times, shooting a load all over his expensive suit. <br>Inside him, he felt the same, a hyperactivity of hot liquid shooting and hitting the inner edges. He sat on him, trembling.<br>He rose on his flat palms, hunched shoulders. Head bowed, eyes shut, Lyre relished this feeling; being used and destroyed. <br><br>His ass seemed to cry harder than he did. <em>I'd marry this man if he'd attack me at home like this every week...</em><br><br>Alternating from deep inhales and sighs, Lyre looked over, kissing his shoulder as a sign of vulnerability. He wanted to kiss him.<br>Lyre Savage certainly felt like a different person now, feeling a lot better, perhaps much more himself. "That was the best fuck I ever had..."<br><br>He groaned teasingly, "Got to bring you more gifts next time."<br><br><hr>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Auctor</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 20:29:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.fstatic.com/537zH1_yItXsEr422YtnH7C8OXo=/full-fit-in/290x478/https://cdn.fstatic.com/media/artists/avatar/2016/05/max-thieriot_a10552.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jaxon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> nice pants and a button up<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Sycamore, Billywig Stinger, 10.5<br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, 4th <br><strong>Date</strong>: September 30th<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> the one-eyed witch passage <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lyre<br><hr><br>Jaxon feels Lyre as he pushes himself back on his cock and it made him thrust harder and harder with ever one of his groans. He could feel Lyre's body tighten as he gets closer and closer to cumming, and so does Jaxon's.<br><br>With a few deep thrust and a rush of pure ecstasy he empty his load deep into Lyre letting out a feral groan, like the monster taking down its prey. Strangely as he cums hard into Lyre he felt almost vindicated in his belief that he should do what he feels he should, it's what led to this encounter. Though he would laugh at the notion that Lyre thinks he is special, he is no more special than a random bloke living in Cardiff, and to him neither was Lyre. They are just people.<br><br>What happened next was unexpected but welcomed. Lyre showed vulnerability, something he did not expect considering everything. He kisses Jaxon's shoulder and Jaxon likes it.<br><br>He laughed a bit when Lyre said he should bring him gifts next time, but rather than saying anything that would probably come off as cheesy or foolish he opts to grab Lyre by the head and pull him in for a long kiss.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 21:35:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pure<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Slytherin 3rd Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Saturday, September 30th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> One-Eyed Witch Passage<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational. Trade.<br><strong>THEME:</strong> <br>You and I Are Guilty Pleasure! <br>No One Else Has Ever Known! (https://youtu.be/Nj6IKIPteuE)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Jaxon Smith!</em> <br><hr><br>It was the longest kiss Lyre Savage ever had. Indescribable, really. <br>He could tell Moray stories, but this ... was beyond words.<br><br>If in a kiss he could express and prove his gratitude to Jaxon for all his help, Lyre would in each succulent taste.<br>His body shivered at a strange draft that whooshed through the tunnel. That frightened him to pull up his pants.<br>That felt like a door had opened in the distance; was someone coming? He fastened his belt, chuckling.<br><br>"I have to say, this is a surprise," he confessed. "I didn't think you found me in the least attractive."<br><br>He pocketed the hash and pen, examined the torn and stained deluxe suit, and remained shirtless.<br>Lyre stole more kisses what he could, not knowing what time they had left, not wanting this to end. <br><br>"I'm thinking I want to see you again, much sooner..."<br><br><hr>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Auctor</strong> on <strong>21-05-2018, 23:54:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.fstatic.com/537zH1_yItXsEr422YtnH7C8OXo=/full-fit-in/290x478/https://cdn.fstatic.com/media/artists/avatar/2016/05/max-thieriot_a10552.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jaxon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> nice pants and a button up<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Sycamore, Billywig Stinger, 10.5<br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, 4th <br><strong>Date</strong>: September 30th<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> the one-eyed witch passage <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversational <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lyre<br><hr><br>He chuckles at Lyre, after a few kisses he goes and retrieves his bag producing his second set of clothing while putting the dirtied clothes back in to replace them "That's the thing Lyre, I didn't make the choice until it was presented to me, before that speculation means nothing." He gets dressed in a much more casual fashion than Lyre, seemingly not worried about the gust of wind or the potential for visitors.<br><br>This is because one look at the scene and it would be very clear what had happened here, 'who cares?' He thought to himself as he finished putting on his clothes. Jaxon has never been one to care about people's thoughts of him so being seen isn't a concern for him. <br><br>He starts to head back in the direction of the school, lighting a cigarette. "You can head back with me if you'd like otherwise you know how to find me." He smiles at Lyre as he passes by him placing a fresh cigarette in his hands.<br><br>=Jaxon leaves the scene=<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>22-05-2018, 00:18:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/FinleyRav5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Same as picture, with jeans and black Converse <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>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Staircase -&gt; Secret Corridor ???<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to turn up the heat <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Breaking Benjamin - Psycho (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y_a0PWlBr8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Orion <br><hr><br>For Finley, it had felt like waiting forever to finally get this chance. A chance to kiss Orion, to touch him and feel their bodies pressed together. It had felt inappropriate when he first exchanged signs with Orion, the thoughts that festered and the images that were conjured. They were dorm mates after all. If anyone else found out, they’d surely be separated. <br><br>Perhaps tasting the forbidden fruit seemed all the more appealing because it was off limits. Certainly, being shrouded in the shadows of an unfamiliar corridor late at night was appealing because of all the risk involved. Speaking of, no sooner had he unfastened his jeans and revealed the bulge that was so eagerly awaiting freedom, than Orion fell to his knees and used his mouth to trace the outline of Finley’s hidden cock. <br><br>A long, heated sigh left Finley all at once, his body shuddering as his head craned backward slightly. His hands went to Orion’s hair, fingertips curling along tendrils and grasping tufts, trying to suppress the urge he had to simply shove his face against his crotch. The waistband of his boxer briefs were tugged downward, causing the helmet of his cock to catch on the seam, making it pop up and bob a few times once freed. Finley sighed out his impatience as the tip of his cock aggressively pointed at Orion.<br><br>Orion used his hands to massage his balls and his lips to slicken his thighs, making Finley groan aloud as his face winced at the teasing. He needed Orion’s pretty lips around his fat cock - and he needed it now. Finally, Orion’s kisses peppered a path along his shaft, making it twitch and pulsate. Then, without warning, his thick girth was splitting Orion’s throat, stuffing it full. “Unh,” he moaned all at once, his jaw dropping open. <br><br>Just as he was about to say how amazing it felt, Orion paused at the sound of footsteps approaching. Finley bit his tongue to keep from making a sound, holding his breath and tightening his brace on Orion’s hair. When they finally walked far enough away that their footsteps sounded plenty distant, Finley braced Orion’s head with widely splayed digits, pinning him in place as his waist started to pump. <br><br>“Ffffuck, your mouth is amazing.” He muttered, gutturally. Using his left hand apprehensively to make the few signs for when Orion’s eyes bulged open. He wondered in the back of his head if he’d have to sign during sex, and how difficult that’d be when he was fucking Orion from behind. Maybe he’d just need to keep his dirty talking to a minimum. <br><br>Of course, that didn’t mean he’d need to hold back when it came to fucking his mouth. Which was exactly what he started doing, testing the limits of Orion’s gag reflex, as his hips bucked over and over against his mouth and down his throat. “Aah,” he grunted, feeling his balls already swelling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eikichi</strong> on <strong>27-05-2018, 05:05:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/Eikichi_Characters_52-5.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Zacharias Warde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14002048#msg14002048)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Plain Robes<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood <br><strong>Wands</strong>: Rowan, Basilisk Skin, 11 inches, Unyielding, Family Heirloom. <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor 1<sup>st</sup> year.<br><strong>Date</strong>: Friday. September 1st, 2017.<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> 9:51pm<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hallway leading to Gryffindor dorms.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rosalyn | Open<br><hr>Rosalyn probably shouldn’t have been so trusting and willing to relieve Zacharias. Even if they were engaged to be wed, the right thing to do was to be a bit fearful or even apprehensions about the man that was willing to take advantage of her to such a degree. A man who was more aggressive than polite, and seemed far more interested in making her submit than winning her heart. But regardless of what she thought she would soon learn that giving him even the slightest inch was comparable to giving herself away. He’d take completely advantage of anything she was willing to give, because he knew there was nothing she would do to resist him. This was why when that beautiful and curvaceous body of hers willingly arched into his hands, he was happy to press his hands over where she was begging to be touched. She was right, he wasn’t giving her yearning bosom the attention that she was truly craving, nor did he deny her some frequent and pleasurable strokes and caresses. He wanted her body heated up and needy, but wasn’t going to push her to the edge of desire till he was ready to break her.<br><br>Once their lips parted he could only smile at the words she’d spoken in response to him. He didn’t bother correcting her, even though he really felt like he should, instead he simply pressed those lips of his back against hers to take her in another passionate kiss. Their deep lip lock followed by his hands on her wrists slowly working her wrists down. He dragged those hands of hers down from the top of her head, tugging them behind her back so they were resting against her lower back. Once her hands were snugly pressed to her lower back, he’d release them while softly mumbling into her mouth. <em>"Don’t move your hands.. till I tell you.."</em> He spoke the words in a slight mumble before&nbsp; both of those hands of his now began to work feverishly across her body. This time his hands worked all the more intimately over her body, giving it the attention that it craved. One hand sunk across the length of that ample bosom of hers, pressing those swollen breasts into his palm and caressing them, making sure that the tip of her buds worked themselves across his palm.<br><br>It was then that she’d learn just what sort of man Zacharias was. Aggressive, to the extent that he was extremely rude. So rude in fact that when his hand grasped those full breasts he’d tug at that robe of hers. It was not a gentle tug, nor him asking to remove that delicate robe of hers. The tug was powerful that she’d soon hear the sound of that splendid robe of hers now ripping to pieces. He tore it down the center so that splendid figure of hers was now exposed to his eager view. That body of hers, even covered by the bra, in his view. She was technically his to look upon, her body his to watch, but that didn’t change the fact that he was gazing on it far too early to be appropriate. The only thing protecting her from his touch being bra of hers, but whether she’d appreciate that safety or be disappointed that his fingers were working directly over her breasts was something just for her to fret upon.&nbsp; But now he wasn’t just stroking and caressing her breasts, he squeezed them into his touch while working his thumb over the front of her breasts to ease across the obvious extrusion of her nipple seen from the bra. His thumb worked across it in slow strokes, rolling around it.<br><br>That other hand of his remained pressed to her bottom, not just so he could squeeze that sizable rear into his palm but also so that he could squeeze and knead her rear. But now his hand was purposefully lifting her body up against the wall, using the leverage he had on her rear to hold her up as he continued to lift her body toward him. Each time he lifted her body up she’d feel him gradually guiding her legs to wrist around his waist. The real purpose of lifting and placing her in such a manner was so that there would be no impediment between their bodies. His body dipping forward to join their hips together. Even with her tattered robe, there were still enough layers between them to create interference. But not enough that when he pressed their hips together in a kiss she’d clearly feel <em>him</em> against her inner thighs. His own heavy robes blocking any chance she had of clearly feeling his body against her own. That intimate touch between their bodies occurring while their lips were still pressed so deeply together, keeping their lips locked as he waited for her to either resist him or protest him taking this any further.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>28-05-2018, 03:09:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RyD2m.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orion Reed<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Half<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Ravenclaw 1st Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Friday, September 29th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mysterious Corridor <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A Night of Play and Mischief, Impatience<br><strong>THEME:</strong> You know I like it when your body goes... (https://youtu.be/5T7t2AyaZN8) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Finley Clark!</em> <br><hr><br>Orion could handle it. He could feel the tip of the cock's head dangle at the back of his throat, not enough to make him to puke.<br>The hips bump into his cheeks and ears. He took it, over and over, as much as Finley wanted. It tasted so good, felt so large, <br>and burned so hotly. Everything Orion wanted in a man. When Orion looked up, he saw how Finley enjoyed it, even <br>complimenting him on his pretty mouth. He sucked and licked, pulling back until the slippery cock flopped out.<br><br>He panted for air, wiped his lips dry, and stood back on his feet. Orion cracked a smirk, signing: <em>Your turn to kneel, boy.</em><br>He did this by bending the index and middle fingers on his other palm, making it look like a two-legged guy on his knees.<br><br>Unzipping his own jeans and tugging down black boxer briefs, Orion hurriedly brought out his raging hard cock. <br>He trapped Finley Clark in between his two arms, both hands pressed onto the warm stone wall. <br>He softly chewed on his lower lip, looking playfully into his eyes. Come and get your next oral fixation, love.<br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>28-05-2018, 04:22:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/FinleyRav5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Same as picture, with jeans and black Converse <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>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Staircase -&gt; Secret Corridor ???<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to turn up the heat <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Breaking Benjamin - Psycho (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y_a0PWlBr8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Orion <br><hr><br>Orion’s mouth was amazing. He sucked in perfect harmony with the thrusting of Finley’s waist, pumping in quick bursts. The hand bracing Orion’s head clamped harder, fingers toying with locks of his soft hair, keeping him still as he fucked his throat again and again. His groans collided with panting, ragged breathing as his cock surged within that tight throat. <br><br>He had no gag reflex to speak of, which only made Finley want to make him gag all the more.<br><br>As Orion started to pull away, Finley released his hair - albeit apprehensively - and sighed out a long, hot stream of air. He didn’t want Orion to stop, but at the same time, he knew that if Orion kept up his deep throating, that he’d cum in a matter of minutes. About two minutes, to be precise. <br><br>Finley watched as Orion stood up again and signed the universally accepted sign for kneeling, a smirk playing at his delectable lips. Finn couldn’t help himself. He leaned in and pressed a kiss against Orion’s perfect mouth, his hunger palpable as his tongue rolled between Orion’s lips and tangled with his. <br><br>Meanwhile, he was tugging his cock free and pressing Finley to the wall, his arms on either side. Finley rocked his hips forward just enough for the drippings on his cock to skim over the very tip of Orion’s crown. In the end, it resulted in his body being eviscerated by shivers. Decent timing too. <br><br>He pulled his head back and sank to his knees, one hand cradling his jewels and massaging them gently, as his mouth parted to plant wet kisses along Orion’s shaft and helmet. He was bigger than Finley had predicted, but it wasn’t like he was about to complain, either. So hard - he was like a forged piece of iron. <br><br>Finley took Orion’s cock into his mouth after buttering it up enough, starting to swirl his tongue along the underbelly of his shaft, he bobbed slowly, sinking his length further… until he gently choked and eased back, bobbing shallowly and making swirling, flicking use of his tongue at every upswing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>28-05-2018, 05:20:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RyD2m.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orion Reed<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Half<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Ravenclaw 1st Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Friday, September 29th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mysterious Corridor <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A Night of Play and Mischief, Impatience<br><strong>THEME:</strong> You know I like it when your body goes... (https://youtu.be/5T7t2AyaZN8) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Finley Clark!</em> <br><hr><br>It was Orion's turn to tremble, legs apart, leaning into Finley and the wall.<br><br>Oh gah.. brilliant.. he thought of a million ways to say it and only panted them out. His left arm slid across the wall for his face and eyes to rest upon, completely covered, and his right hand cuffed Finley's neck, fingers exploring and toying with his hair. To silence his whimpers, he sucked in his lips and clamped. Finley couldn't take it all, but that was what made it the more agonizingly good. His left arm fell to the side, his hand accidentally catching onto a doorknob. His hazel eyes popped open. What? He squinted harder, mouth dropping, and realized that there was indeed a door with them behind this curtain. A hidden room. Patting Finley on the shoulders took everything he had but he did it. He reluctantly brought out his cock from his mouth and helped Finley to his feet. The doorknob turned easily, and the door swung in. Before them was an empty classroom, which didn't look like it was used in years. Stained glass windows set a ruby and violet gloom. Long wide tables of black stone, dusty vials, and a burnt pile of about a hundred unusable wands snapped in halves. How ... ferly. <br><br>Oh well, Orion thought, grabbing their clothes off the floor and closing the door behind them.<br><br>Whatever this room was, it was the perfect place to do their business.<br><br>With both dripping cocks out, Orion lifted Finley and lied him gently down on a table, crawling on top of him like a romantic animal. He snagged Finley's lip between his teeth, and his tongue slipped in. Sitting back, he looked amazed at this boy in his hands. Overwhelmed with happiness. Orion's nipple piercings glinted more red violet than his naked torso in the murkiness. He signed uneasily: <em>Finley... Do you, um, wanna be my boyfriend?</em><br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>29-05-2018, 15:12:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/FinleyRav5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Same as picture, with jeans and black Converse <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>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Staircase -&gt; Secret Corridor ???<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to turn up the heat <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Breaking Benjamin - Psycho (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y_a0PWlBr8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Orion <br><hr><br>Feeling the tremble of Orion’s legs and hearing the way that he sucked his lips inward to help silence the urge to moan, only strengthened Finley’s vigor. He tilted his head side to side, ever so slowly, allowing the suction of his mouth to intensify as his cheeks hollowed and his puckered lips vibrated along his shaft. <br><br>His hands raised to Orion’s thighs, bracing and gripping him there, about to get lost in the bobbing motions, when suddenly a tap to his shoulder made him peel his eyes apart. He looked up at Finley, who was withdrawing his cock from Finley's mouth and helping him to his feet. Finn used the back of his hand to wipe away the excess saliva, panting hard as he stood straight. <br><br>Following the line of Orion’s eyes to a mysterious and otherwise hidden door knob, Finley cocked a brow. Following Orion inside, he looked around wide eyed. “How convenient,” he muttered, signing as much to Orion, who had enough wherewithal to bring their clothes in with them. <br><br>Turning just in time, Finley caught sight of Orion and the lustful look in his eyes as he guided him backward to a table. Helping him, Finn shifted himself onto its surface, leaning back and pulling Orion up into his lap as he did. Finley’s hands went to the back of Orion’s head, scraping his digits along his scalp as they kissed roughly. <br><br>This was really happening, it occurred to him. And even if it wasn’t, it was a brilliant dream. <br><br>“Nngh,” he breathed into Orion’s mouth, sitting up and keeping their lips connected even as Orion pulled back. Until he had sat back too far and Finley could no longer reach him. He locked eyes with Orion then, able to tell something was on his mind. Patiently, he waited, his hands falling down Orion’s shoulders. After working up the courage, he signed his question with uncertain hands. <br><br>Finley grinned broadly, his face lighting up and a boyish smile spreading over the entirety of his features. “Only…” he began, raising his hands to sign. “If you’ll be mine.” He chuckled after, still grinning ear to ear, he shifted and pulled Orion closer, kissing him deeply. His lips strayed to the side, finding the nook of his neck, where he suckled - using his teeth to nip and his tongue to lap the area afterward. <br><br>“Orion,” he whispered his name, a throaty plea for more. Sliding from the table, he gently pushed Orion down so that his back was flat against the surface, then tugged him closer to the edge, hands hooked behind the backs of his knees. Finley released a long, heated breath, watching Orion from above, with legs parted and his throbbing cock between. <br><br>Finley pressed closer, a hand bracing his shaft to guide the tip of his cock along the cheeks of Orion’s ass, and in between them. The lubricant wetted his rosebud, Finley’s tip slowly circling around his impossibly tight pucker. His own knees started to buckle at it all. How badly he needed to cum, how much he wanted to - with Orion. “Fuck,” he sighed, “I love your ass.” It was so inviting and almost unbearably hot. <br><br>He reached to the side for their bundle of clothing, locating his pants in a hurry and pulling a well lubricated condom from the pocket. He tore the wrapper open with his teeth, pulled the condom free and brought it toward the swollen tip of his impatient and hungry cock. <br><br>A copious dollop of pre-cum was shimmering at his cock-head, making him smirk as he collected it with a finger, then pressed and swirled that finger against Orion's tiny hole, swirling the thick beads around in a small circle. With a gentle groan, he rolled the condom over his engorged knob and delicately pressed himself against Orion's entrance, prodding for a while, before beginning to slip inside and groaning aloud.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>29-05-2018, 19:17:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RyD2m.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orion Reed<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Half<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Ravenclaw 1st Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Friday, September 29th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Red-Violet Room <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Newly Boyfriends<br><strong>THEME:</strong> Hands of time... (https://youtu.be/CedVxOZ6xAA) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Finley Clark!</em> <br><hr><br><em>Only... if you'll be mine.</em> The way Finley Clark said it made Orion think of open blue skies with the occasional white cloud sailing by a mile an hour. If they were eagles, they were circling on the cold and pure zephyr now. Above the whole world, eyes closed, wings out, and nothing else. To be Finley's, Orion sighed happily at his answer and felt the veracity in his lips. The sway, the stray, the peck on his neck back in the red-violet room on that black stone table. <br><br>"Orion..." that throaty whisper came, making his cock jump. No one talked to him lovingly like that before in his life, ever. He gladly let Finley lie him on his back, hands locked behind his knees dragging to the edge, legs apart. To see him towering like that with needing eyes, Orion knew what he wanted and that he wanted it now. The burning hot cock played with his ass cheeks before stroking at his taint and sensitive sphincter. It puckered at being teased. Not even he himself could tease it like Finley did, so this felt like new and uncontrollable. It yearned, then he yearned. <br><br>It was nigh time to give up control anyway. He relaxed, toes uncurling. <br><br>"Aah.." he gasped breathily. He did worry about not having lube at hand and bleeding from a chafed tear, but once Finley brought out a lubricated condom, it was like prayers were answered. Orion only wished he had the mind to bring condoms to Hogwarts; he was too wrapped up with Diagon Alley purchases and dreams of magic and mystery that he hadn't thought about chances like this. He never imagined he would meet a guy like Finley Clark, a wizard and classmate who he'd want to fall in love with and share his intimate holes with. When his hole was swabbed with a dollop of precum and explored with a probing finger, he shoved fingers in his own mouth to stop from yelping and groaning too loudly. That's too good, too good.<br><br><em>His mind shot back to the day of Sorting, seeing Finley at the table sitting across him, among food and candlelight. His sharp jawline and shoulders.</em> His knob's pressing at my entrance... Too good... <em>Orion's mind shot to their lofty sky-bright and star-specked dorms, every time he passed Finley in a hallway around a corner, catching his eye when both faces turned without thought, interest captured and left lingering unspoken in the air, both tossing and turning and lying in their beds always in view. Orion's heart bloomed, wanting to soothe him to sleep, to be in his arms and legs.</em> His knob's prodding in and out my tiny hole... slowly swallowing what it can take, resisting what it can't... before sighing and enveloping a little more. <em>Orion grabbed the ends of the black stone table with both hands, eyes shut, lower lip snagged.</em> That's it, way too good...&nbsp; Just a little more sliding wet friction with Finley's cock in me... Unh...<br><br><em>Then that colorful day at Quidditch try-outs, some horseplay, some manhandling, a little push in the radiant sun, a playful shove, the way the wind played with Finley's hair... The roar of the bonfire tonight, their long embrace, the blanket at the lake, the dance of tongues... Orion eased closer into Finley's hips, and finally he was in whole, snug and deep.</em> This is my boyfriend's cock, unh, taking my ass. Yes... best night of my life.<br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>31-05-2018, 14:49:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/FinleyRav5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Same as picture, with jeans and black Converse <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>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Corridor -&gt; Abandoned classroom <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to turn up the heat <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Breaking Benjamin - Psycho (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y_a0PWlBr8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Orion <br><hr><br>The heat of the moment was a powerful drug. Finley was high on lust as he embraced his soon to be lover by the backs of his legs, indulging in the every dip and curve of him from his raised view. The blood had rushed to his stiffy and drained from his brain quickly - so quickly, that thinking was no longer second nature.<br><br>Normally, he would have given more thought and consideration to Orion’s proposal that they become an item. However, trapped in the heaviness of desire, he went with his gut instinct. It was what Orion wanted and Finley wanted Orion. Beyond that, he wanted Orion to be happy. And if he was the one to provide that happiness, then it was all the better.<br><br>He fumbled with the condom and winced subtly, his member raging so hard that it threatened to break the thin sheath. Finley watched Orion’s face closely, his own eyelids hooded with lust, as he guided the tip of his swollen cock toward Orion’s puckered hole. <br><br>His breath caught in his throat as he eased himself in, ever so slowly. Taking cues from Orion’s face, he made sure to go as smoothly as possible to keep him from further discomfort. Looking down at Orion like this - in this moment - was nearly overwhelming for Finley. God, he looked so hot with his fingers shoved into his mouth, trying to keep from crying out. <br><br>He was perfect in the ambient glow of the room, with crimsons and burnt oranges playing off of his figure, exposed and needy. It was a heavily heady feeling, just taking him in then. As he sank further inside Orion’s impossibly tight depths, Finley’s face contorted with immense pleasure. “Aahh,” he groaned aloud, his entire body shuddering while the grip of Orion choked his knob.<br><br>It was absolute bliss. After so many hours and days of spending time with him, of looking at him and wondering what his lips tasted like, what it would be like to hold him in his arms at night, beneath the sheets, Finley was floating on air to discover those answers.<br><br>Orion gripped the edge of the table and bit his lower lip, making Finn sigh out hotly. His hips wiggled closer, rocking against him and creating even more pressure, until finally with a rush of tingles invading his insides, Finley was inside Orion. “Oh fuck,” he sighed out, his posture hunching as his hands slid down Orion's thighs and took purchase on his hips. <br><br>Finley gripped him firmly, his fingers gently digging into the plush surface of Orion’s adorable ass cheeks. Sliding Orion a little further from the edge so that he was essentially holding and cradling his rear, Finley gained more leverage and bent his knees slightly, in an effort to keep from collapsing at the sheer sensations. <br><br>Slowly, he rocked his waist backward, then sank his full length inside again. His head dropped downward, watching as Orion’s hole devoured his cock, and his shaft split his perfect ass again and again. Finley was bucking smally, but before long, the pace was too difficult to keep. He started to fuck Orion a little faster, the sound of their skin clapping beginning to echo in the empty classroom. Finley was raggedly panting by then, his head tilting upward toward the ceiling as his heavy lids shut and his tempo picked up speed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>31-05-2018, 23:50:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RyD2m.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orion Reed<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Half<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Ravenclaw 1st Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Friday, September 29th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Red-Violet Room <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Newly Boyfriends<br><strong>THEME:</strong> Hands of time... (https://youtu.be/CedVxOZ6xAA) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Finley Clark!</em> <br><hr><br>Orion felt immense pleasure in red-violet dark Finley holding him, bucking, fucking, losing himself into the experience. <br>He watched in fascination at Finley's carnal taste, taking and giving everything he wanted. He wasn't even sure if the<br>condom was still intact, but didn't mind. He just wanted to satisfy that swollen cock pumping away inside of him.<br><br>Panting along with him, sweating a little, Orion rested on his elbows. His ass didn't even hurt, it just tingled stronger and stronger.<br>But he was getting sick of the table. Finley could carry him up, so Orion leaned forward with arms around Finley's neck.<br>Deep down, he loved this. Not because they were doing what they shouldn't, or because how fun and sensational it was.<br><br>It was because it was with Finley Clark, who wanted him back, who wanted in him, and who said he belonged to him.&nbsp; <br><br>But it was still too soon, too irrational, to say the words "I love you" no matter how much his heart told him to do it.<br>Even his ass screamed at him to do it, but he would not. He said instead: <em>I love this.</em><br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>03-06-2018, 03:02:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Rosalyn_Gryff_5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Rosalyn Lamoureux<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hogwarts robes with Gryffindor accessories, <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These stockings</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1T1LFOXXXXXapXVXXq6xXFXXXn/Sexy-Women-Lace-Top-Sheer-Stay-Up-Thigh-High-Stockings-Pantyhose-Ladies-Stockings.jpg)</div></div> and <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These shoes</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://images.neimanmarcus.com/ca/1/product_assets/S/0/4/8/U/NMS048U_mu.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>Wand</strong>: 10 Inch/Alder/Unicorn hair- Slightly flexible <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, year 3<br><strong>Date</strong>: September 1st, 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening, 9:50<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secluded hallway near Gryffindor Dorms<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours passion<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Rosalyn's theme- La Vie En Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NK9zdPj-oslink)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Zacharias<br>Mentioning: N/A<br><hr><br><br>Rosalyn gasped as Zacharias tugged hard at her uniform, ripping her clothes and exposing her bra covered breasts to his hungry eyes (it was a good thing she knew a repairing charm)... she swallowed hard as she watched him bring his hand to her full heaving breasts, his fingers stroking and caressing her through the material of her bra... it wasn't much longer before that hands was grasping and squeezing, his thumb stroking over her clearly excited nipple...<br>She caught her lower lip between her teeth and closed her eyes as his thumb moved in slow stroking circles over her ultra sensitive buds... she knew they ought to be slowing down, but she wanted so much to help him be able to accept this engagement and behave faithfully to her without having to deny his sensual nature... plus, she wouldn't lie to herself... it really felt very good...<br><br>The other hand maintained a good hold on her backside, pressing her tightly into him, his fingers kneading lustily into her flesh... he was making her feel so excited, so giddy with need... it was not something she was familiar with and it was an absolutely intoxicating sensation.<br>He pressed her back into the wall then and used that leverage to coax her legs to wrap around his waist... she felt the pulsing heat of his manhood through the material of his trousers... it was only then that she began to feel an almost apprehensive maidenly fear about this... about letting it go too far before she knew that Zacharias was capable of being true to her...<br><br>There was no way she was going to marry him if he decided to cheat on her and she couldn't bare the shame if she gave him her virginity now and sorely regretted it later...<br><br>His mouth came down upon hers then and those thoughts were temporarily dulled for the moment... though not entirely discarded... she couldn't deny though the delicious spicy male taste of his mouth, the way his velvet soft tongue felt gliding across her own... soft moans mingling as they relished in the taste of the other...<br>Eventually... Rosalyn did need to break the kiss for quite necessary gulps of oxygen into her deprived lungs... which offered the opportunity to have some sense in her brain...<br><br>“Za-Zacharias...” Rosalyn murmured breathlessly “Perhaps we ought to go back now... we have plenty of time for this, right?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>06-06-2018, 23:26:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/FinleyRav5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Same as picture, with jeans and black Converse <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>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Abandoned classroom <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to turn up the heat <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Breaking Benjamin - Psycho (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y_a0PWlBr8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Orion <br><hr><br>It was an experience unlike any other. One not comparable to anything. <br><br>This was so much better than flying on a broom or keeping the quaffle out of the goalpost in Quidditch. It was far more fulfilling than receiving perfect marks on exams, far superior to a homemade English breakfast. <br><br>Finley’s heart was soaring at the highest altitudes, his head was dizzy and his breaths were heavy. Orion had never looked better than he did with Finley’s cock sliding in and out of his tight hole. That vice grip his velvety walls had on him was euphoria on fire.<br><br>He knew he wouldn’t last long the moment he slid himself inside those silky walls, wringing out his rod with the intention of milking him dry. His sighs became a series of groans and beads of sweat formed along his body as it glistened in the cascading, burning light. <br><br>Orion was his now. His for taking, for fucking, for possessing. And as he raised himself up, reaching out for the back of his neck and hoisting himself against Finley’s front, the change in position reminded him of just how deep he’d gone. <br><br>Finley backed up a step, his hands cradling Orion’s perfect ass and grasping at those pert cheeks needily. Face to face, Orion let Finley know just how much he was enjoying it. “Fuck, so do I.” Finley replied in a growl. Once his legs locked around Finley’s waist, he took to bouncing Orion’s body against his, ramming his waist upward with every downward fall of Orion’s ass. <br><br>“I’m gonna cum,” he whispered in a confession, a declaration to prove that his words held their meaning. And after three more rams inside of his amazingly tight ass, with the edges of his short nails digging into Orion’s cheeks, he held Orion as still as he could, his head falling backward, leaving plenty of room for his groan of sheer bliss, as his load shot out in heavy, thick spurts, filling the condom at once. <br><br>Heaving, Finley continued to hold Orion, lowering his head after a moment of catching his breath to press his lips against Orion’s deeply.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>07-06-2018, 07:38:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RyD2m.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orion Reed<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Half<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Ravenclaw 1st Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Friday, September 29th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Red-Violet Room <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Newly Boyfriends<br><strong>THEME:</strong> Hands of time... (https://youtu.be/CedVxOZ6xAA) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Finley Clark!</em> <br><hr><br>Just as Finn came, Orion did too, shooting a hot load up at their heaving chests. Suddenly, it was like drifting in orbit.<br>Orion may have started it but Finn finished it. He was the Finisher, Orion decided. My boyfriend, the Finisher. <br>Their lips pressed together as if perfectly at least for Orion, leaving him to marvel at his new addiction. <br><br><em>That was 450 points, Clark.</em> He told him. <em>You've won us the Quidditch cup! Tricklebank's crying!</em><br><br>He mock cheered then burst into laughter. He navel-gazed, grunting an "Enh." <em>I went and made a mess.</em><br><br><em>Pull out of me at the table, will ya?</em> He moaned again, his hole still stuffed. He bit his lower lip that spread into an animal's smile.<br>His hazel eyes pinpointed straight at Finley's eyes, like this was their best kept secret. <em>We better be getting back. Maybe they're distracted?</em><br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>08-06-2018, 15:21:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/FinleyRav5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Same as picture, with jeans and black Converse <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>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Abandoned classroom <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to turn up the heat <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Breaking Benjamin - Psycho (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y_a0PWlBr8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Orion <br><hr><br>The fact that they came together made the moment that much more intense. Finley’s cock throbbed, twitched and pulsated inside of Orion - all in that order. His cum shot out in powerful bursts, slowing the momentum of his rocking waist, causing their slapping, squelching sounds to turn languid. Orion’s dick pressed between their bodies, his load spraying upward and splattering their chests. <br><br>“Bloody hell,” he whispered, still entirely blown away as the sheer bliss started to dwindle, slowly. After catching his breath, he looked to Orion, who was already grinning, which helped Finley’s features spread into that of a smirk. To his cheers and laughter, Finley broke out into his own bout of chuckles, his breaths only slightly off by then. “If only Quidditch were this brilliant,” he whispered back, that grin growing into something wide and winning. <br><br>Orion’s gaze fell and Finley’s followed, seeing the mess that clung to both of their skin. “That’s 10 points from Ravenclaw, Reed.” Finley murmured, feigning chagrin. He was unable to sign given how he was still holding Orion up by his delightful ass. The ass he didn’t want to let go of. He laughed lightly, a sparkle about his eyes. <br><br>Orion requested that he be emptied on the table, which Finley nodded to, licking his lips without realizing it. He took the additional step it took to reach the table, gently lining Orion’s ass up with the edge, then releasing him so that he could lean backward. Finley was slow - his member already having shrunk - though only slightly. His waist withdrew and his cock slid free, the condom barely holding on, its tip completely withered and filled with creamy goodness. <br><br>“Ah,” he groaned, guiding his hands to the tight sheath, then pulling it carefully free, bracing his shaft with his free hand. Once he was freed, Finley turned round and walked it to the trash bin, then tossed it inside without really thinking. He supposed he could’ve just made it vanish with magic, but honestly, was there a limit to that sort of thing? Also, the idea that someone would stumble upon the used condom was too good to pass up.<br><br>He turned back to Orion and waved his hand in the air after announcing: “Accio towel.” A green towel from their room appeared in his hand a second later, allowing Finley to wipe himself off. He handed it to Orion then, and started to pull up his own boxer briefs and pants. To Orion’s comment about heading back, Finley’s lips thinned and curled at the edges. “I’m sure no one will notice a thing.” <br><br><hr><div align="center"><em>Fading back to Dorms...</em></div><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eikichi</strong> on <strong>09-06-2018, 04:24:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/Eikichi_Characters_52-5.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Zacharias Warde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14002048#msg14002048)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Plain Robes<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood <br><strong>Wands</strong>: Rowan, Basilisk Skin, 11 inches, Unyielding, Family Heirloom. <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor 1<sup>st</sup> year.<br><strong>Date</strong>: Friday. September 1st, 2017.<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> 9:51pm<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hallway leading to Gryffindor dorms.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rosalyn | Open<br><hr>Zacharias couldn’t help but smile seeing the way her body shifted and shook, how it seemed to respond to everything he did to her with gusto rather than refusing or drawing away. It was a rare thing, one that he planned to take advantage of. Certainly not something he was going to take for granted, not when he could visibly feel the way she reacted towards him. There was a slight curve to his lips as he heard those breathless words from her lips, leaning forward to drag his lips against hers in soft and steady strokes as his hands brushed ever so pleasantly along the length of her body, caressing and massaging her wherever he could before finally his hands reached their appointed place of direction. Those wrists of hers which were still pinned above her head, a slight smile on his lips as he began to gradually tug those wrists of hers down inch by inch. Holding each wrist of hers in one of his hands as he pulled them down, his fingers grazing against her wrists, before finally dragging her wrists further down. He worked her wrists down, along the length of the wall, till her wrists were being pulled to her sides and then pushed underneath that arched body of hers. One he rested both her hands behind her back there was a faint smile as he continued to drag his lips along hers before finally mumbling under his breath.<br><br><em>"I think you’re right. We should head back.. But maybe not quite so fast.. so how about you wait just a few more moments. Just long enough for me to make you moan.. and whine.. and make sure that it’s my name on your lips."</em> There was the slightest of smiles on his lips as he reached toward her and brought his hands off her wrists. He left them behind her back, the implication clear but just in case she needed to be told directly he brought his lips to her ear again and softly mumbled. <em>"Just keep your hands there for a few moments."</em> The words were mumbled into her ear before giving the faintest of nips to her earlobe. After the last nip his lips would gradually work their way across her neck, nipping at the skin wherever he could, before pushing his lips further down to work their way gradually across her chin and jaw. It was only after the last nip to her jawline that he released her skin, leaving a fresh little hickey right out in the open before bring his lips back to hers. The kiss he gave her in was deep, passionate, and all consuming. <br><br>The purpose of that kiss, like all others, was to distract her. He was distracting her so that it would be impossible for her to pay attention to what he was doing to her with her hands behind her back. He’d hooked his hands along her sides, gradually stroking and caressing those curved hips of hers and pressing her body into his hands before one hand began working itself forward to touch along her abdomen. His fingers didn’t bother pulling up at her robes, instead he simply decided to touch her between her legs with no regard for the fact that there were several layers between his hand and what was waiting between her legs. His fingertips strummed, slowly, along her inner thigh. The faint scratches of his fingers along those robes till his fingers were resting at that special place between her legs and softly caressed there. His fingers continued to brush over that spot, softly, over and over. Each stroke of his fingers along that sensitive, and covered, space followed by him deepening the kiss. He wanted her to cum, if she was so anxious to put an end to this then he would at least make her cum for him before sending her back to the dorms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>20-06-2018, 15:08:16</strong>
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				<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> Getting VERY HAWT<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace<br><hr><br>Finally looking up into Grace’s eyes, Corey gulped visibly before slowly wandering his eyes down her neck until it stopped just at her cleavage.&nbsp; And what a cleavage it was!&nbsp; It apparently had hypnotized Corey completely, because anything he had been about to say seemed lodged in his throat.&nbsp; With his hands slowly rising Corey lightly gripped the fabric to either side, parting the onesie further ever so slowly, until Grace’s breasts were revealed to him for the first time.<br><br>“Damn… he breathed, amazed at the sight before him, and for the moment forgetting that he was supposed to be acting like this is no big deal.&nbsp; Freezing there, Corey just looked for a good few moments, before reaching out to cup each of Grace’s pert mounds in his hands.&nbsp; Shivering at the feel of her soft skin at last, Corey was pretty sure this was as hard and aroused as he had ever been.<br><br>Looking up at last as his thumbs instinctively began to drag over her nipples, Corey’s expression was half cat-in-the-cream grin, and half worried that this dream was going to end any second.&nbsp; “You...you will tell me if this becomes a big deal or anything, right?”&nbsp; He asked, wishing he didn’t have to, but he wanted to play by the rules.<br><br><div align="center">Continued from here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=285017.msg14220623#msg14220623)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>22-06-2018, 16:04:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Grace_Gryff_5.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13998471#msg13998471)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Front (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQlaBzuAdt5lq8QWdV_PFjL6lQu_W4Z_l07_6rPMzIQe707WIZa) and Back (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2071/2367/products/HTB1Gt2DSpXXXXbEaXXXq6xXFXXXP_large_4d9db588-c1a7-4e78-bf8a-8aa4ebf5cd9f_1024x1024.jpg?v=1501788242)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Vine | Fairy Wing | 9 ½ inches | Unyielding <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor | Second<br><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 1 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Nighttime <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Gryffindor Common Room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Unicorns don't need sleep<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Yuna - Lullabies (Remix) (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsGiBwK4Ycc)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Corey | Closed<br><hr><br>Snogging Corey was - as intuition told her it would be - in fact, a big deal. Once they started, Grace found it impossible to stop. The mention of exploring more than just kisses made her heart soar higher than any broom could take her, making her wonder in the back of her mind how long she could continue pretending that what they were doing wasn’t monumental. <br><br>After slowly pulling the zipper of her onesie down the length of her torso, Grace regretfully broke their kiss to glance down at her newly exposed self. Her breasts were still covered by either end of the fuzzy white fabric, but it was only a matter of time before it was pulled away to reveal her hardening nipples and supple tits. <br><br>Thankfully, in the process of swinging her head downward to inspect how much of her zipper to tug, she didn’t wind up bashing her forehead against Corey’s. That would’ve ruined the mood for sure. But would it have? Really? She wasn’t sure about him, but now that her flames had been stoked and their options of exploration were endless, she was geared to go full force. <br><br>Corey leaned back to admire the new view, exhaling out his appreciation. Grace felt her face flush and her smile broaden, as she became the sudden star of the show, with Corey’s staring eyes acting as her personal spotlights. “Woah <em>and</em> wow, huh?” She teased, giggling quietly. He seemed to forget what they were talking about for a second, lost in his words before finding a way to agree with her sentiment. <br><br>His voice deepened to a darker tone she had never heard before, one that made her skin prickle as if invaded by thousands of tiny bristles. When his hands ascended from her waist and to her breasts, she heard Corey gulp then herself gasp, resulting in her immediately clamping her mouth closed for fear of being caught - or worse - Corey stopping. <br><br>Pushing the fabric away and revealing her bare breasts, Corey took a moment to delight in them, breathing out his approval in a way that caused her thighs to forcefully clench together. She bit her lower lip as her face grew even hotter at his compliment. Damn was much higher on the scale than woah or wow, right? <br><br>Her back arched the moment his hands reached out to take hold of her jublies, promptly causing her to shudder absolutely everywhere. In the corner of her mind she wondered if he was as hot and bothered as she was. That thought quickly fled her brain when Corey began to explore her, his thumbs brushing over her stiffening, pink nipples. <br><br>When his question came, Grace needed a moment to reflect on what he had just asked. “Mm,” she mumbled with a flutter of her long lashes. He wanted to confirm she’d tell him if it became a big deal, what they were doing. Was he bonkers? Of course it was! How could it not be?! Grace leaned forward, glancing down at his crotch to see the obvious bulge that had tented his pants.<br><br>She grinned devilishly, then climbed over him gently, spreading her legs apart so that they sank against either side of his, allowing her the chance to straddle him. Her trapped heat sought out his, rocking her hips against his as she adjusted herself to perch atop him and plunge deeply against his protruding crotch. <br><br>“Right. Or we could just… not say anything anymore. Unless… unless you’d like to stop, Corey?” Her tone had become a breathless whisper, as her breathing picked up speed and her body fluctuated at the sinfully delightful feeling of him beneath her, that undeniable bulge making itself known and piquing her arousal rapidly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>22-06-2018, 22:23:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Rosalyn_Gryff_5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Rosalyn Lamoureux<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hogwarts robes with Gryffindor accessories, <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These stockings</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1T1LFOXXXXXapXVXXq6xXFXXXn/Sexy-Women-Lace-Top-Sheer-Stay-Up-Thigh-High-Stockings-Pantyhose-Ladies-Stockings.jpg)</div></div> and <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These shoes</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://images.neimanmarcus.com/ca/1/product_assets/S/0/4/8/U/NMS048U_mu.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>Wand</strong>: 10 Inch/Alder/Unicorn hair- Slightly flexible <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, year 3<br><strong>Date</strong>: September 1st, 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening, 9:50<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secluded hallway near Gryffindor Dorms<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours passion<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Rosalyn's theme- La Vie En Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NK9zdPj-oslink)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Zacharias<br>Mentioning: N/A<br><hr><br><strong>{Zacharias}</strong> "I think you’re right. We should head back.. But maybe not quite so fast.. so how about you wait just a few more moments. Just long enough for me to make you moan.. and whine.. and make sure that it’s my name on your lips."<br><br>Those words made Rosalyn tremble as his hands left her wrists and put them behind her back, she looked at him slightly questioningly... what was he going to do?<br>He leaned in then, his velvety soft lips brushing against the shell of her ear as he whispered, his voice soft and yet deliciously seductive all at the same time... what was a girl to do? How often did guys actually get the guts to be this sensual?<br><br><strong>{Zacharias}</strong> "Just keep your hands there for a few moments."<br><br>She swallowed hard, but said absolutely nothing, shuddering when he took a sexy whisper of a nibble at her earlobe, this delectable lips working their way down the silken column of her throat and down to her neck, nipping anywhere and everywhere there was skin exposed to his access... he made his way slowly back up again then towards her chin and jaw... she felt him suck a little on her skin before he released the flesh and came up to claim her mouth in a passionate kiss to top all passionate kisses.<br><br>Rosalyn moaned softly into his mouth as his tongue stroked feverishly across her, clearly enjoying her taste as much as she enjoyed his... it took her a moment or two before she realized his hands were sliding between her thighs... she briefly considered telling him she thought they might be going too far too soon, but then... he began to stroke her through the material of her skirt, over and over her sensitive throbbing spot... the place that pulsed with silent begging pleas for him to touch her without barriers... <br><br>The redhead desperately pushed that silent begging voice into the deep recesses of her mind as she kept reminding herself not to voice that desire aloud, it was much too soon for her to appear that wanton for him, for his touch... even if she did feel like she was about to explode with it. She couldn't let him think that he could just have it all right here and now...<br><br>She couldn't help it though but to let a whimper loose into his mouth as he continued to stroke her, his tongue still tangling and caressing with her own, their soft breathy moans intermingling... the pulsing between her thigh growing with intensity and greater with throbbing need... she needed to release or she was surely going to explode, that smothered voice in the back of her mind whispered again and again, desperately attempting to break free of it's restraints...<br><br>Aching with the need for more, but not allowing herself to give him permission into her panties, Rosalyn leaned her hips forward into his stroking hand, throwing herself even more deeply into their passionate earthshaking kiss.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>25-06-2018, 03:22:18</strong>
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				<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> Getting VERY HAWT<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace<br><hr>Corey could not have been happier in that moment to keep his mouth shut as Grace was clearly directing him to.&nbsp; She probably was afraid that he was going to keep talking and make this a big deal right?&nbsp; The problem was, well, it was a pretty deal!&nbsp; It was a huge deal!&nbsp; Here he was, popping the biggest tent of his life, with Grace climbing into his lap like was too many of his dreams had entailed, and he had to pretend like it was some sort of ho-hum experiment.<br><br>He didn’t feel that way, and the truth was he didnt even want to pretend that he did!&nbsp; But the real question was, did he feel that way strong enough to stop?&nbsp; Oh, he wanted to be that guy.&nbsp; Pure of conviction, he could see himself taking Grace by the hips, and stopping her.&nbsp; Telling her that he had feelings for her, and he couldn’t keep going if they were going to just say that this was not big deal.&nbsp; <br><br>But, then Grace started grinding on him.&nbsp; Grinding on him, and grinning down at him in the way that usually meant trouble, but right now only meant the greatest pleasure of his life.&nbsp; And it was not like he had to decide right now right?&nbsp; I mean, if they experimented a little, it would only bring them closer right?&nbsp; And the closer they were, it only meant that it would be that much easier to reveal his feelings.&nbsp; And….and….and maybe it would help Grace feel the same way!&nbsp; Why, when he thought of it that way, it was the BEST thing he could do.<br><br>Firmly decided, and just damned firm, Corey looked up and matched Grace’s naughty grin with one of his own.&nbsp; “Uh huh…” Corey replied in the negative, shaking his head to emphasize that he did not want to stop AT ALL.&nbsp; &nbsp;Indeed, releasing one of Grace’s pert tits, Corey took a hold of her zipper, slowly pulling it down the rest of the way until it completely bottomed out just above her sex.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Continuing his hands downward motion, Corey rubbed the back of his hand against the damp heat of Grace’s mound, until reaching further he tugged his robe open almost angrily, fully revealing his growing tent, now only hidden by his own remaining layer.&nbsp; &nbsp;With most of the layers removed, Corey grabbed eagerly at Grace’s hips, his own lifting slightly off the couch as he encouraged some more of that wonderful grinding.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>26-06-2018, 13:24:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Grace_Gryff_5.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13998471#msg13998471)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Front (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQlaBzuAdt5lq8QWdV_PFjL6lQu_W4Z_l07_6rPMzIQe707WIZa) and Back (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2071/2367/products/HTB1Gt2DSpXXXXbEaXXXq6xXFXXXP_large_4d9db588-c1a7-4e78-bf8a-8aa4ebf5cd9f_1024x1024.jpg?v=1501788242)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Vine | Fairy Wing | 9 ½ inches | Unyielding <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor | Second<br><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 1 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Nighttime <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Gryffindor Common Room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Unicorns don't need sleep<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Yuna - Lullabies (Remix) (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsGiBwK4Ycc)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Corey | Closed<br><hr><br>It started out as a tiny seed in Grace’s mind, but its ability to take root and grow was probable. That small, planted seed informed her of another layer of truth about their agreement that she had overlooked. If none of this was supposed to be a massive deal, perhaps that meant it wasn’t a big deal for Corey to do this with others. Perhaps it meant doing any of this with Grace wasn’t significant - like her place in all of it was replaceable. <br><br>With no ability to truly focus on those thoughts, Grace instead returned her attention to the new position she’d taken upon Corey’s lap. There was no denying that he was aroused by something, considering that very overt bulge trying to dig into her as she straddled him. After it grazed against her, she had to press herself more fervently against it, she had to feel even more of its rigid, unyielding hardness teasing below her. <br><br>When Corey responded to her query about whether or not he wished to stop, his firm shake made her giggle gently, a wave of relief spreading over her. “Then don’t,” she whispered back, trying to keep her voice sounding as nonchalant as possible. Her back dipped as Corey lowered her zipper even further, making her grow blisteringly hot as the air was stolen from her lungs while she gaped and gasped all at once.<br><br>His knuckles and digits brushed along her damp, hairless folds, making her hiss in a sharp breath through clenched teeth. Her swimming head tilted down to regard him as he tugged his robe open, watching with bated breath as his arousal almost angrily and intimidatingly accused her of doing this to him, by pointing straight at her. He tugged her closer then, their centers clashing to grind together and against each other. <br><br>Grace leaned over him, her hands at the back of his head and neck as she started to drag her hips along his, rolling them and setting up a dry humping pattern that got her completely soaking wet in no time. She released a shaky exhale, biting at her lower lip before a stifled whimper escaped. “Oooh, Corey… This feels so amazing,” she admitted, breathily. <br><br>Though, in all fairness, it immediately launched her into the thought process of wondering just how wonderful even more might feel. “What else do you want?” She pondered aloud, not really knowing where to go from dry humping. Not that she had a whole lot of experience to work with. <br><br>Her hands worked to get the robe off of him completely, pulling it down his arms and discarding it to the opposite end of the couch, then leaning in again, she claimed his neck with her lips, nipping and suckling with her teeth and tongue while he would have to think of a reply.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>27-06-2018, 03:44:25</strong>
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				<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> Getting VERY HAWT<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace<br><hr>Corey should have known that the moment that he revealed his unyielding bulge that Grace was going to effortlessly take it to the next level, and indeed maybe he did.&nbsp; Likely, that was why he did it, and no sooner had the purple haired vixen started grinding on it, did it have him groaning far too loud for the common room, even this late.<br><br>Grabbing at Grace’s pert ass where it was still hidden by ridiculous, bright white unicorn fur, Corey was helping her along in her grinding even as his hips were trying desperately to thrust up from below.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Oh god, oh god…” Corey whispered from below, the sight of his long time crush’s breasts in his face, the feel of her searing dampness starting to seep into his pajamas and against his shaft, it was all becoming too much, having suddenly left “big deal” in the dust behind them.<br><br>“Oh god, Grace this is amazing…” He groaned, at least a little quieter this time, squirming eagerly beneath her as he helped to get his robe off, and flung into the fire for all her cared in that moment.&nbsp; &nbsp;Mouth falling open into a gasp instead of a response to Grace’s question, Corey simply ground up against her for another second or two as she kissed his neck, his mind whirling at the possibilities suddenly laid out before him.<br><br>“I want…..everything.&nbsp; I want to have you.&nbsp; And…..and taste you...and all of it…” Corey responded finally, one hand running along Grace’s back, the other refusing to release her tight bum now that he had finally gotten his hands on it.&nbsp; “But….but do you think it’s safe to do anymore here?&nbsp; Should we go somewhere else?”&nbsp; Corey gulped, so utterly afraid to break the spell, but wouldn’t it be worse to get caught?&nbsp; Grace might never do this again then!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>29-06-2018, 18:13:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Grace_Gryff_5.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13998471#msg13998471)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Front (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQlaBzuAdt5lq8QWdV_PFjL6lQu_W4Z_l07_6rPMzIQe707WIZa) and Back (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2071/2367/products/HTB1Gt2DSpXXXXbEaXXXq6xXFXXXP_large_4d9db588-c1a7-4e78-bf8a-8aa4ebf5cd9f_1024x1024.jpg?v=1501788242)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Vine | Fairy Wing | 9 ½ inches | Unyielding <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor | Second<br><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 1 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Nighttime <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Gryffindor Common Room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Unicorns don't need sleep<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Yuna - Lullabies (Remix) (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsGiBwK4Ycc)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Corey | Stephanie (NPC)<br><hr><br>“Shh!” Grace tried to shush Corey, but her own moaning whimpers got in the way of her efforts. Her head rolled backward as she felt her petals opening from beneath her pajamas, enveloping around the hard rod that was attempting to tear his bottoms off. Only two damp pieces of fabric kept them separated. A realization that was beginning to frustrate Grace to no end. <br><br>Corey vocalized his enjoyment of the sensations she brought out in him, which helped her to come out of her shell. Though it still felt awkward to say too much while edging so close to the great beyond. A dizzied smile formed on her parted lips when he repeated the same sentiment she had just shared - it was amazing. <br><br>They’d need to think of more synonyms to describe how it felt. But, that was a concern for another time. <br><br>Pressing kisses against his neck, tasting him with lashes of her tongue, and grazing his soft skin with her teeth, she felt like something unlocked inside of her. Some primal urges she had never explored before. All of this was new territory for both Corey and Grace. It was as if he had been drowning in her lusts, only to get sucked into the ocean’s bottomless pit. <br><br>Corey managed to get out a response through heavily panting breaths. He wanted everything - did that mean sex? It must have. Was it really so easy to just… do it? Somehow she felt like it couldn’t be that simple. <br><br>“Mmm,” she stretched backward to look at him as his hands groped her ass. When Corey wondered aloud about the risks involved with being so sensual in the common room, where they could get interrupted at any moment, Grace felt like she was hit with a blast of cold water. <br><br>“Somewhere else…?” She blinked, looking around at the common room, as if someone would pop out of the shadows and catch them in the act at any moment. “But it’s after curfew,” she innocently reminded him. It may have confused Corey at first, considering she was ordinarily the one convincing others to break the rules. <br><br>A moment later, her grin returned and she pulled off of Corey, coming to a stand. Just then, she suddenly heard footsteps and quickly zipped the onesie up, pinching her skin in the process and soundlessly screaming out an ‘OW!’<br><br>“Grace?” It was Stephanie, peeking out from the tunnel that led to the girl’s dorms. Grace’s body was in the way of Corey, but even still, for good measure, she dropped his robe atop him, hoping it would completely cover him up. “Are you coming to bed? We weren’t sure where you went. Everything alright?” <br><br>Grace’s face was extra red, she could feel it. “Right, bed! I knew I was forgetting something,” she tried, laughing it off a bit too loudly. Stephanie gave her quite the look, but eventually chuckled. “Alright, we’ll see you then.” Stephanie darted back through the tunnel, but not before Grace witnessed an eye roll from her friend. <br><br>Once she was out of earshot, Grace flung herself onto the couch, her legs draped over Corey as she released a huge sigh. “Well, bugger. Maybe we should pick someplace more private... next time.” She chuckled softly, hiding her face in her hands and willing her heart to stop racing. After a bit, she sat up again, her face nearly hitting Corey’s. <br><br>“Um, so, let’s plan it out. We’ll pick an empty room or closet or something.” Her nose wrinkled a bit. How comfortable would that really be? “And,” Grace sighed heavily, as if anxious about it, now that it had to be put on hold. “Then we’ll plan to… get your end away.” In other words, sex. She blinked at him, wondering if she should lean in to kiss him again, or just say goodnight. <br><br>Why was it all so awkward now? They hadn’t even buffed yet! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eikichi</strong> on <strong>30-06-2018, 05:05:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/Eikichi_Characters_52-5.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Zacharias Warde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14002048#msg14002048)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Plain Robes<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood <br><strong>Wands</strong>: Rowan, Basilisk Skin, 11 inches, Unyielding, Family Heirloom. <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor 1<sup>st</sup> year.<br><strong>Date</strong>: Friday. September 1st, 2017.<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> 9:51pm<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hallway leading to Gryffindor dorms.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rosalyn | Open<br><hr>It was so very sweet of her to just listen to him, and not resist. He had expected her to resist a bit, maybe even struggle and tell him not to continue. Yet instead, here she was complying with his whims. Then again, he’d also expected the little redhead to have very plan undergarments on, maybe even a pair of unicorn panties considering how bubbly she was. Yet he was surprised to find that not only did she not have anything plain or girl on, but her tastes seemed to be much more mature than he’d given her credit for. He certainly wasn’t complaining, she did look rather stunning in stockings and some lace. If he had his way, well.. he might have her wear something a little bit more sheer and a little less white. But otherwise it was good to know that she was going to take convincing to dress sexy for him. That was a bit of relief.<br><br>His fingers kept stroking over that slowly dampening spot, rubbing it over and over with the pads of his fingers. His fingers prodding and nudging over it, repeatedly, while gradually hooking his fingers forward to work across the front of her cloth. The tips of his fingers working that soaked cloth gradually up, heightening how it would feel against her cunt before releasing it and instead his fingers slowly crawled back up her crotch, to the edge of her panties, and then gradually dipped down. His fingers slowly treaded their way across her crotch, before finally touching at her bare sex. His thumb worked itself slowly against the peak of her clit, giving her hardened bud a slight press against his thumb and rolling the sensitive nub around his digit. His index and middle finger slowly dragged their way across her waiting sex, brushing over her folds in shallow strokes.<br><br>All that had occurred while their lips were still passionately locked together in an embrace. His tongue dipping slowly past her lips to enter her mouth. His tongue circled against her own, adding another element to their already deep kiss while seeking to distract her from the fact that he now, experimentally, plunged a finger into her sex. His middle finger sliding past her wet folds and entering her, shallowly, simply dragging the tip of his finger along her insides to touch and caressed her sensitive walls. His thumb still prodding away at her clit, so that his intention to her should have been deathly clear. He was going to make her cum for him, no matter how much it might embarrass her or how much she might resist. He had every intention of taking a release from her, so that she’d remember she’d cum <em>for him.</em><br><br>Once his finger was pressed into her, slowly rubbing away at her insides, he’d break their liplock, tongue pulling from hers as their wet kiss left strings of saliva connecting their lips. As those strings broke apart across her chin and the top of her breasts Zacharias would lean forward to drag his tongue along her skin, smearing more saliva where it went before his lips stopped just at the top of her breasts, giving her ample mounds a few featherlike pecks over the top of them as he purposefully flicked his thumb across her clit and then mumbled. <em>"Rosalyn. Even if you end up being unhappy with me. Let me be clear.. I do plan on.. making you <strong>mine.</strong>"</em> Soon as the word left his lips he purposefully gave her clit another hard flick, pressing a second finger into her sex, and lifting his lips from her breasts to instead bury them against the crook of her neck. Where they would remain, as he fingered her. His fingers slowly, idly, thrusting themselves into her sex. Only shallowly thrusting, not venturing deep inside her unless she <em>asked</em> for it. Instead she’d just feel them dipping in, rubbing her walls, while toying with her sensitive little nub to heighten that pleasure for her. His lips were busy being pressed, heatedly to her skin, drawing her flesh into his mouth and sucking and nipping it. His actions leaving one fresh hickey forming on her neck, in a spot that would be impossible to hide unless she decided to wear a scarf. Once the hickey had formed, he gave a pleased smile, working his tongue over the mark as he mumbled.<br><br><em>"You should know, Rosalyn. The next time I take you out somewhere <strong>alone</strong>.."</em> There was a slight smile on his lips as he drew back from the mark of possession he’d left on her neck, that bright red hickey showing easily on her otherwise rosy skin. His lips moving, slowly, against hers and idly brushing his lips along hers. He shared a few slow, soft kisses with hers, mumbling out the last few words in between their kisses. <em> "Next time.. I have you to myself. I won’t just make you cum.. I’ll take you Rosalyn. I’ll lay you down, and take what’s mine."</em> After the last word had been exchanged, he gave a faint nip to her bottom lip as his thumb now pressed firmly to her clit. Both fingers inside her, rubbing and dragging away against her insides and her outer folds as he decided to push her past whatever edge she was treading on. He wanted her to cum after hearing that last bit. He wanted her to cum, while knowing that next time she’d end up claimed by him.<br><br>Just to make sure that she did end up coming, that free hand of his would dip up from her sides, working it's way roughly along the side of her breasts before dipping over her mounds. He squeezed her breasts, roughly, pushing the bulk of that ample cleavage towards him palm as his thumb dipped over the front of her breasts, her bra blocking any view he had of where her swollen bud might in-fact, be hiding but he had a pretty good guess. His thumb pushed into her bra, purposefully seeking her bud so that he could provide it some stimulation and send the waiting redhead into a tumble of an orgasm that would hopefully leave her legs shaking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>30-06-2018, 14:01:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://em.wattpad.com/26863cb97423a20d9f363cde6fe2f50161bc299d/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f4942326e523842615932566530673d3d2d3331323933303635302e313437363166373735363665393234323435353032313235333235372e6a7067?s=fit&amp;w=720&amp;h=720)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Grey boxer briefs (http://dulcedo.ca/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/Septembre-158-2-462x615.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>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Nighttime <br><strong>Location:</strong> Ravenclaw dorm room <br><strong>Content:</strong> Snuggle and sleepy time <br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Pet - A Perfect Circle (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrEP3RPgEao)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Orion<br><hr><br><div align="center"><strong>...Continuing from here.</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=285017.msg14243045#msg14243045)</div><br>Once Orion was properly pressed into the bed, Finley reached over for the nightstand and after a bit of rummaging about, pulled out his bottle of lube. He nipped at Orion’s lower lip, tugging it gently before releasing it and withdrawing. Setting the lube down on the edge of the bed, Finley shifted off and stood, watching Orion while he stripped off his grey boxers, sliding them down his thighs, sending them to crumple down his legs as his hard-on bounced. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. <br><br>“Take those off and turn over,” he gently ordered Orion. <br><br>All the while, Finley would continue watching the show - appreciating the flashes of Orion’s perfect cock and even more perfect ass, as he squirted lube onto his palms and doused his own knob in the thick liquid. He had condoms if Orion would insist, but at that moment, all he wanted was to be buried inside Orion’s rosebud, with nothing separating them from each other. He’d wait until Orion was stripped, helping him unhook the limp briefs from over his ankles and tossing them haphazardly behind him. <br><br>Once he was in position, Finley climbed over the edge of the bed, his hands caressing up the backs of Orion’s legs and over his ass cheeks, where he gripped and squeezed. “I’ll hurry up and take you now,” he whispered darkly, grasping Orion’s hips and pulling him backward so that he was in a table pose, on hands and knees. Finley guided his throbbing and swollen helmet to his boyfriend’s rosebud, swirling small circles around his hole, then prodded it with the tip. Finley released a hot sigh, then guided his crown between Orion’s supple cheeks, both hands gripping them tightly as he eased inside and unleashed a voracious groan. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swashbuckler</strong> on <strong>05-07-2018, 02:09:37</strong>
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				<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> Getting VERY HAWT<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace<br><hr>Corey was hoping as he made his concerns known that she was not going to ask him to think of somewhere to go.&nbsp; For one, his brain needed blood to work properly, and he was pretty sure that more than average had headed south of the border as Grace had continued her grinding on top of him.<br><br>“Uh...curfew?&nbsp; I am pretty sure that won’t…..I mean, it didn’t with…”&nbsp; Corey began, his words trailing off as Grace slowly climbed off him to stand, the motions earning her the name she had been given, and leaving him speechless.&nbsp; How could any girl look that good half hanging out of a unicorn onesie?!<br><br>It was a lucky thing that Corey had been struck speechless in that moment, because suddenly Grace was zipping up her pajamas as she friend Stephanie appeared in the tunnel.&nbsp; Corey, while he had never spent that much time with her, had always thought that Stephanie seemed the nicest of Grace’s friends, but at that moment he could have gladly drowned her in the Black Lake.<br><br>Holding stock still, Corey let Grace do all the talking, wondering on earth what Stephanie would thinking, walking in on Grace standing there between Corey’s legs like she was lecturing him, or about to kneel down…<br><br>Groaning at that, the sound turned to an ‘oof’ as Grace plopped on the couch, her legs draped across him.&nbsp; With the moment clearly DEAD, Corey took a long shaky breath.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Uh, yeah, that sounds like a good idea..” Corey agreed, completely forgetting that it had been his in the first place.<br><br>“I think there is an empty room on the third floor, close to the Ravenclaw side.” He said, trying to remember the Castle, and any talk he had heard about private places to get away.&nbsp; Preferably ones with lockable doors.&nbsp; Turning to look at Grace, Corey felt his stomach tighten as they talked about literally HAVING SEX with one another.<br><br>“Um, so maybe I could check it out tomorrow, and..uh...send you a note?”&nbsp; Corey asked, thinking that he was indeed the lamest male on the planet.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>06-07-2018, 00:21:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Grace_Gryff_5.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13998471#msg13998471)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Front (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQlaBzuAdt5lq8QWdV_PFjL6lQu_W4Z_l07_6rPMzIQe707WIZa) and Back (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2071/2367/products/HTB1Gt2DSpXXXXbEaXXXq6xXFXXXP_large_4d9db588-c1a7-4e78-bf8a-8aa4ebf5cd9f_1024x1024.jpg?v=1501788242)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Muggleborn<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Vine | Fairy Wing | 9 ½ inches | Unyielding <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor | Second<br><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 1 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Nighttime <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Gryffindor Common Room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Unicorns don't need sleep<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Yuna - Lullabies (Remix) (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsGiBwK4Ycc)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Corey<br><hr><br>Even the romantically inept would be able to tell that their moment had been killed and buried. <em>‘Thanks Stephanie,’</em> Grace thought in her head. At least the mood was gone because of an outside factor, she supposed. It could have been made a lot worse if the issue was that Corey just couldn’t get aroused for her. <br><br>Thankfully - she flushed at the memory of it - Grace had nothing to worry about in that department. Corey was impressively hard during their steamy grinding session. Although it was a pity it hadn’t turned into more, at least there was that to reflect on whilst she would attempt to fall asleep that night. <br><br>He agreed that meeting in the future and planning out the semantics was probably for the best. However awkward it seemed to pencil in ‘sex’ on the calendar. Nevermind that part, though! Corey mentioned an empty room near Ravenclaw tower and Grace looked lost for a moment as she tried thinking of where it was. <br><br>Then Corey pulled her out of it when he offered to send her a note. “Right. Yes, a note.” She sat up a bit and smiled, drawing her legs back toward herself again. “So, tomorrow.” She started, not wanting to sound too eager. Even though she was. “Um, I’m free all day.” Grace shrugged a shoulder, as if that would make her sound nonchalant. It didn’t. <br><br>“So I’ll just… wait for your note, then.” She nodded, settling on that decision. “And we’ll just meet there…” Grace trailed off, her face growing a bit hotter by the second. Gulping audibly, she slowly raised from the couch and pulled her legs a little clumsily off of him. “Don’t worry, I won’t be wearing this next time,” she added before awkwardly moving away and stalling for more time, looking back at him until she walked straight into the tunnel door. “Oof!” She laughed at herself then waved at Corey and disappeared inside. <br><br>There was still one major problem, though. How was she supposed to sleep now?!<br><br><hr><div align="center"><em>End.</em></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>21-07-2018, 09:19:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://marriedwiki.com/uploads/bio/douglas-booth.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orion Reed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118324#msg14118324)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Half<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Ravenclaw 1st Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Friday, September 29th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Ravenclaw Common / Bedroom<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Zzz... Boyfrand cuddlefest... zzz...<br><strong>THEME:</strong> My better half, my saving grace! <br>You make me who I wanna be! You make it easy... &nbsp;(https://youtu.be/jLCHpZ6B1gU) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Finley Clark!</em> <br><hr><br><div style="text-align: left;">Orion had to grin under the stars, eyes closing, at being gently ordered to get naked. He had a thought of playing resistant and making Fin tell him twice and then tear off his grey boxers himself. But this time, seeing Fin look down on at him under the night sky surrounded by blue silk was magical. He hadn't expected Fin to make the Ravenclaw dorm seem so ... atmospheric. He seems an interesting man and wizard out on Hogwarts grounds, but in here an empty galactic-lit room, tonight Fin looks like a god, telling him to take them off and turn over. And his shiny eyes looked like he wanted to bareback this time. Heart pounding, Orion was in the mood to be obedient and especially hurry before the guys came back from the bonfire. He undressed bare. He turned. He smelled Fin's scent from the bed.<br><br>With the promise of taking him now whispered darkly, Orion felt hands on his hips gripping him hungrily and his body drug into Fin's skin. Twice tonight. But this time, more skin, more lube. The most intimate and closest they can get to each other. His hands fisted in the sheets, feeling the cock slide in inch then inch ...&nbsp; then slide out inch then inch, skin folding over, like the back of two different hands brushing past lightly that it leaves a tingly sensation. His heart was like a hot air balloon, expanded and ready for take-off. He could swear there was a God and he made Finley Clark's cock a perfect fit inside him.<br><br>His hands held back, pulling in Fin's hips, encouraging his boyfriend to fill him as deeply as his boyfriend wants. Was that enchanted lube or what? Because being fucked like this was mind-blowing, nothing like his muggy London days. He gasped breathily, mouth dropped. His eyes closed, easily relaxed. He could pass out like this right now, but the cock enters again, getting his heart beating faster again. He already finds himself enjoying it when Fin takes total control of his body. More, he moans to himself.<br></div><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>23-07-2018, 02:44:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Rosalyn_Gryff_5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Rosalyn Lamoureux<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hogwarts robes with Gryffindor accessories, <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These stockings</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1T1LFOXXXXXapXVXXq6xXFXXXn/Sexy-Women-Lace-Top-Sheer-Stay-Up-Thigh-High-Stockings-Pantyhose-Ladies-Stockings.jpg)</div></div> and <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These shoes</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://images.neimanmarcus.com/ca/1/product_assets/S/0/4/8/U/NMS048U_mu.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>Wand</strong>: 10 Inch/Alder/Unicorn hair- Slightly flexible <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, year 3<br><strong>Date</strong>: September 1st, 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening, 9:50<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secluded hallway near Gryffindor Dorms<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours passion<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Rosalyn's theme- La Vie En Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NK9zdPj-oslink)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Zacharias<br>Mentioning: N/A<br><hr><br>Rosalyn felt her knees tremble with a dizzying mix of anxiety and desire as she felt Zacharias's finger tips at the waistband of her lace panties, slowly beginning to slide beneath the material... she whimpered into his mouth helplessly as she felt the warm digits creeping sensuously across her smooth cunt, his thumb dipping between the petals of her flower to find the ultra sensitive bud within that burned for his touch... she just about fell apart in his arms the moment he began caressing and rolling her her clit skin to skin, no cloth barrier in the way. Rosalyn couldn't stop the moan she released into his mouth.<br><br>Well... so much for not inviting him into her panties just yet...<br><br>As his tongue engaged her own roughly to deepen their already passionate kiss, Rosalyn jump maybe an inch off the ground as she felt him plunge a digit into her slick virgin channel... she whimpered moaned into his mouth as she felt him caressing and feeling her wet walls inside, thoroughly exploring his territory... it felt so good, but... she almost felt like... like she wouldn't mind a second finger inside her, like her body in some way... craved the thickness?<br><br>Their kiss broke then and Zacharias brought his saliva moistened lips down to kiss delicately across the top curves of her breasts...his velvety tongue caressed a searing path across her flesh, as if he was trying to brand her as his...<br>“Ngh...” Rosalyn groaned pleasurably as his thumbed flicked across her clit, she could feel herself getting so wet, far more than she'd ever been when attempting to pleasure herself in the bubble bath like she usually did... and was he giving her a hickey right now?!<br><br><strong>{Zacharias}</strong> "Rosalyn. Even if you end up being unhappy with me. Let me be clear.. I do plan on.. making you&nbsp;mine."<br><br>She heard him mumbling into her flesh, his words... or rather a warning, left her feeling a little bit on the frightened side... almost as implying that even if she tried to weasel her way out of the contract, he'd find a way to drag her back in... did she dare try to call his bluff?<br><br>Those thoughts did not have time to linger too long in her pleasure addled head as he gave another hard flick to her clit, his mouth finding the crook of her neck as his fingers continued to toy with her, pushing her further and further towards the edge.<br>Eventually, his lips did move to the spot where he'd left his mark on her creamy flesh, licking and nipping at it, clearly proud of his work... she wondered briefly for a split second how she'd go about hiding any hickeys he gave her...<br><br><strong>{Zacharias}</strong> "You should know, Rosalyn. The next time I take you out somewhere&nbsp;<strong>alone</strong>..."<br><br>His mouth came up to steal some brief brushing kisses from her lips, his next words mumbled against her petal soft mouth... words that both excited and terrified her all at once...<br><br><strong>{Zacharias}</strong> "Next time... I have you to myself. I won’t just make you cum... I’ll take you Rosalyn. I’ll lay you down, and take what’s <strong>mine</strong>."<br><br>He leaned in then to give her bottom lip a faint nip... and then that thumb pressed firmly against her clit, applying firm pressure, she felt that pulsing sensation getting stronger and... she couldn't stop herself from grinding her hips against his hand, her bottom lip captured between her teeth as her eyes fluttered closed... it felt so good... so blissfully sinfully good...<br><br>His free hand came up to caress roughly along the side of her breast before he ultimately cupped it into his hand, squeezing just roughly enough as to not hurt her and pushing her cleavage up towards his face... it was then that Zacharias slipped his hand into her bra, his thumb finding her hard as a marble nipple and taking it between two fingers, she couldn't bare it as he lightly pinched it... that combined with his hand below working at her clit and teasing her channel... she felt that delightfully pleasurable tormenting pressure explode, her knees quivered and buckled as she softly cried out.<br>Desperate to try and muffle the pleasured noises coming out of her as she released, Rosalyn leaned her head forward and captured Zacharias's mouth with hers, moaning and groaning and growling with her delight into the moist cavern of his mouth, all the while riding out her climax.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mellific</strong> on <strong>23-07-2018, 04:49:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://em.wattpad.com/26863cb97423a20d9f363cde6fe2f50161bc299d/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f4942326e523842615932566530673d3d2d3331323933303635302e313437363166373735363665393234323435353032313235333235372e6a7067?s=fit&amp;w=720&amp;h=720)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Finley Clark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14042093#msg14042093)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Grey boxer briefs (http://dulcedo.ca/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/Septembre-158-2-462x615.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>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Nighttime <br><strong>Location:</strong> Ravenclaw dorm room <br><strong>Content:</strong> Snuggle and sleepy time <br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Pet - A Perfect Circle (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrEP3RPgEao)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Orion<br><hr><br>If only they had been granted more time, Finley would have loved being able to explore his boyfriend in the way that he truly deserved. He had a feeling though, being that they were both at a school where there were fellow students and prude professors always milling about, that their sex life was bound to consist almost entirely of quickies. <br><br>He wasn’t complaining, because just being able to fuck Orion at all was more than he could have ever hoped or wished for. Yet, it was something to hold onto, he decided. Perhaps one of these days, something would work itself out for them. Finley grinned down at the naked Orion, unable to keep his hands from grasping two handfuls of his pert and perky ass cheeks as he slid his cock inside that hole he so eagerly wanted to feel from the inside again.<br><br>Finley hissed in a sharp breath through his teeth when Orion reached back and gripped him by the waist, guiding him to buck faster and harder. He groaned, stoked on by the action and touch of Orion from beneath him. “You get me so hard,” Finley whispered with a shake of his head. “I could fuck you all night long and still not be tired of it.” His hands roamed over the expanse of Orion’s ass cheeks, then took hold firmly against his hips, bracing him. <br><br>He rocked his hips, plunging himself deep inside and backing out enough to make him miss it, at every pulse. Breathing turned to panting and his groans were growing louder, despite his need to be quiet. Just as he was starting to pick up speed, fucking Orion fast enough that his bed started to squeak and creak, he caused one hand to slide up his boyfriend’s back, to tangle against his hair and tug on it faintly. <br><br>“Fuck, I’m gonna cum… Orion!” He called out, announcing it to the heavens above them. <br><br>Steadying his thrusts as much as he could, Finley’s cock twitched and surged inside of Orion’s tight hole, his heavy sac slapping against Orion’s gems, as their skin clapped together in pounding slaps. Finley fucked him for all he was worth, fucked him straight into that bed, his pace finally stilling and slowing as his cock unleashed his load, spraying several coatings of his thick cum inside Orion - marking his boyfriend truly, for the first time. <br><br>Tugging Orion back by the hair and guiding him upward with his free hand, Finley embraced him, helping him to twist and face him as much as he could, before pressing a deep kiss against him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eikichi</strong> on <strong>23-07-2018, 07:47:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/Eikichi_Characters_52-5.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Zacharias Warde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14002048#msg14002048)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Plain Robes<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood <br><strong>Wands</strong>: Rowan, Basilisk Skin, 11 inches, Unyielding, Family Heirloom. <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor 1<sup>st</sup> year.<br><strong>Date</strong>: Friday. September 1st, 2017.<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> 10:00pm<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hallway leading to Gryffindor dorms.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rosalyn | Closed<br><hr>There was no way Zacharias wasn’t going to notice that she was climaxing for him. Where it was all the muffled moaning that she had when they kissed, or the beautifully sexy way her little cunt clenched and tightened around his finger as she released around it. His finger now thoroughly soaked in her love juices as she’d slowly start coming down from that beautiful high. He never stopped their kiss, of course, there was no reason to stop it. So even when she was done cumming, and soaking his fingers, that kiss of theirs continued on as his body held hers to the wall with and showed no signs of either letting her go, or stopping their kiss. She might even notice that, after she’d cum, his finger was still inside her and his thumb was still suspiciously hovering over her clit as their kiss slowly became more intimate.<br><br>The reason that Zacharias had decided to keep forcing that kiss on her, even a full minute or two after she’d already ended up cumming for him was because he simply wasn’t done with her. It was extremely satisfying that he’d managed to make her cum.. but they still had about ten minutes till curfew. So why waste ten perfectly good minutes where he could be showing <em>his woman</em> that she was now taken and claimed? He kept that kiss of theirs going, and going, before finally that still hand of his between her legs would start to move. Another benefit of the kiss was to make her light-headed, of course that would also affect him slightly but with what he planned to do to her she’d definitely be breathing more heavily and be more susceptible to it. That hand of his, resting on those beautiful round breasts, helped in this regard. His hand released her breasts and slipping out of the robe as he instead brought his hand to her throat. It was a soft touch, one that would make sure that her breathing remained the same but that she would not be able to turn away from their kiss and get some air.<br><br>His other hand, was the real crux of her problem as she’d soon discover when that finger started to slowly move against her insides. She’d already be sensitive from her recent release, of course, but Zacharias wasn’t just starting to finger her again. He was upping the ante, by sliding a second, equally thick, finger into her waiting folds. There was virtually no resistance from him plunging that second finger into her depths, how could there be when she had ended up so thoroughly dampening her panties thanks to her arousal? If anything, he couldn’t help but appreciate how much she was assisting him, by being such a needy little thing, even if she didn’t know it. Of course, those two fingers inside her didn’t just sit there slightly stretching her to the extra thickness. They were sliding in and out of her, slowly, fucking her with his fingers while gradually rubbing along her inner walls. He was still especially careful not to thrust too deep, but he was thrusting those fingers inside her. All while his thumb pushed down, and began slowly rolling her clit around.<br><br>So for ten, long, agonizing minutes he took advantage of her like that. For two to three minutes at a time his fingers would thrust away into her waiting core, rubbing and stroking her clit only to suddenly, without any warning, stop thrusting and touching and just rest inside her. He’d seen how far he needed to push her to make her cum, and now he was being extremely careful to get her as close as possible without actually <em>letting</em> her cum again. The longer his fingers thrust into her, the shorter the intervals would be. Not that he gave her any room to complain or ask why he was doing this to her. Since for the entire ten-minute interval for fingering her, he was also kissing her. His lips never, for a second, breaking away from her no matter how much she might try to speak or moan, all of it muffled and stifled by their intimate kiss. A hot, passionate kiss from him that border lined on obsessive and even slightly possessive. He was laying a claim on her with his mouth, and fingers, that needed no voice.<br><br>It was only when the entirety of that ten minutes were up that he finally broke their kiss. The deep nature of their kiss leaving several strings of saliva connecting their lips before breaking apart across her chin and robes. His fingers still stroking away inside her at this time as Zacharias smiled down at her and softly whispered into her lips. <em>"Would you like me to escort you back, dear?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lux89</strong> on <strong>27-07-2018, 04:24:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://marriedwiki.com/uploads/bio/douglas-booth.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orion Reed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118324#msg14118324)<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Half<br><strong>Wand:</strong> Alder, Dragon Heartstring, 10 in, Whippy<br><strong>House/Year:</strong> Ravenclaw 1st Year<br><strong>Date:</strong> Friday, September 29th, 2017 <br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Ravenclaw Common / Bedroom<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Zzz... Boyfrand cuddlefest... zzz...<br><strong>THEME:</strong> My better half, my saving grace! <br>You make me who I wanna be! You make it easy... &nbsp;(https://youtu.be/jLCHpZ6B1gU) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <em>Finley Clark!</em> <br><hr><br><div style="text-align: left;">Orion wasn't sure if he believed Fin when he said he could go on all night and not get tired, but if that were true and they had the time and place, Orion would probably fall asleep and let Fin use him to the maximum extent of his desire. He wouldn't mind it at all. He liked hearing Fin shout to the heavens that he's arriving. Orion would have arrived too, but he was just so dang tuckered out he just rode out the phantom orgasmic shudders as if after a long day of sloshing water. He enjoyed each thrust, his body being pushed as he's filled, falling back when he's not. He really was fucked straight into the bed for all he was worth, and he loved realizing how deeply his boyfriend wanted him, how much his boyfriend wanted him to know it. When Orion felt the cock inside him, hard and smooth as a rock, soft and grooved as a fruit, bloat and turn hot as a branding rod, his hole clenched and braced for it. The slapping of balls then the spray - hyper shoots and squirts of thick cum - filled up his hole. That loving surge... made him feel unexpectedly less empty. More complete. As if he was someone else? Perhaps more himself, with Fin's help and deposit. <br><br>The room seemed to fade to darkness before returning to that soaring galaxy blue. <br>Hair tugged back, body held up, face to face, lips to lips, eyes gazing into eyes. <br>Hands enveloping over hands, heartbeats and breaths calming...<br><br>How Orion wanted to speak, to sing! Or telepathically send a thought. Wasn't there a spell for that? But he knew he didn't have to. It said it all on Orion's blushing and contented face, biting his lower lip softly, to be beautifully wrecked and perfectly repaired twice on the night of the bonfire. He kissed Fin more and more until his head and eyes grew heavy, drifting lower to sleep. Who would know what dreams would come, and who would know what the next day would bring? <br><br><em>Continued...</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=285017.msg14300679#msg14300679)<br></div><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>05-08-2018, 20:13:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Rosalyn_Gryff_5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Rosalyn Lamoureux<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hogwarts robes with Gryffindor accessories, <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These stockings</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1T1LFOXXXXXapXVXXq6xXFXXXn/Sexy-Women-Lace-Top-Sheer-Stay-Up-Thigh-High-Stockings-Pantyhose-Ladies-Stockings.jpg)</div></div> and <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">These shoes</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://images.neimanmarcus.com/ca/1/product_assets/S/0/4/8/U/NMS048U_mu.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>Wand</strong>: 10 Inch/Alder/Unicorn hair- Slightly flexible <br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, year 3<br><strong>Date</strong>: September 1st, 2017<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Evening, 9:50<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secluded hallway near Gryffindor Dorms<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> After hours passion. Zacharias's speech highlighted <strong>like this</strong><br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Rosalyn's theme- La Vie En Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NK9zdPj-oslink)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Zacharias<br>Mentioning: N/A<br><hr><br>As Rosalyn was trying to catch her breath, she wasn't prepared for it when Zacharias inserted another finger up inside her slick tightness, her eyelids fluttered closed as a breathy pleasured gasp escaped her mouth into his as those two finger began to slowly fuck her... in and out, in and out, but never too deep... all the while, his thumb caressing her clit still.<br>This went on for ten long minutes, the hallway filled with the sounds of his fingers squishing through her wetness, her kiss muffled gasps of pleasure...&nbsp; then he abruptly stopped, ten minutes of driving her mad with pleasure and pushing her to the brink of another orgasm... and he just stops, she gazed into his face with mild confusion, but saying absolutely nothing. She was too embarrassed that she actually wanted him to keep going.<br><br><strong>"Would you like me to escort you back, dear?" <br></strong><br>Oh that slimy little git... he really was going to pull a fast one like this on her, wasn't he? Bugger!<br><br>Rosalyn did her best to compose herself, catching her breath and pulling her wand out from her uniform sleeve “Yes, just let me repair my clothes. I prefer not to make the walk of shame back into the dormitory...”<br><br>With a flick of her wand, Rosalyn spoke clearly “Repairo!”<br><br>Her clothing bits rose form the floor and began reassembling as if the articles of clothing had never been destroyed at all, she returned her wand into her sleeve and turned her attention to her hair... it had gotten a bit messy in their passion, but a coming her fingers through the silken flame hued locks got it looked decent enough.<br><br>“Alright” Rosalyn said, looking into Zacharias's face with iron strong will to not be made a fool of&nbsp; “Let's get a move on, before we're found”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>05-08-2018, 20:37:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b8/HikaruSly1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hikaru Matsukoto<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Comfortable and functional dark blue denim jeans and a form fitting forest green t-shirt with black sneakers. Hair impeccable as always.<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>Wand</strong>: 11 Inch/Dogwood/Erkling dart<br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Slytherin, 1st year<br><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday September 23rd<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Castle grounds, a far out and discrete location far enough away from populated areas for privacy.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A sexy lil rendezvous... catching up for lost time.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> The man, by The Killers (https://youtu.be/w3xcybdis1k)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>&nbsp; Valerie, closed.<br><hr><br>Hikaru had chosen a large tree with a canopy that gave plenty of shade before he laid out the first emerald green blanket, he let the other one Valerie requested fall onto one corner of the spread out blanket for the time being... stormy blue eyes sparkled with sensuous mischief as he raised a hand to run it through his jet black locks, he felt this excited thrill course through him as he thought about Valerie...<br><br>It had been awhile since they'd seen each other last and he could honestly admit to himself that he missed her, she was one of the few girls he knew that could stand toe to toe with him and not be intimidated by him in any way, he liked that sassy fire in a woman, it made a girl interesting and made him just want more and more. Valerie was one of the only girls he'd ever met that made her actually legitimately want to come back for seconds and thirds and fourths... and so on and on... she just did it for him on so many levels both intellectual and sexual.<br><br>He withdrew a gold pocket watch from his pocket and flipped open the lid, Valerie was likely to show up any time now... he was already semi stiff just thinking about her... the way his name sounded coming from her lips, the feel of those lips on his... she really was delicious and... he was going to enjoy showing her just how much when she arrived.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hogwarts: The Next Generation Private Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Auctor</strong> on <strong>06-08-2018, 01:15:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/ploetzlichmeerjungfrau/images/e/e4/Phoebe-tonkin-at-cw-cbs-and-showtime-2013-summer-tca-party_1.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20140610190904&amp;path-prefix=de)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Valerie Beaumont <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> casual clothes, plus her militaristic coat she always wears and a bag<br><strong>Blood Status:</strong> Halfblood<br><strong>Wand</strong>: Aspen, Dragon, 8<br><strong>House/Year</strong>: Slytherin, 1st<br><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday, September 24th<br><strong>Time/Day:</strong> Afternoon <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hikaru's hidden spot<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A electric reunion. <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hikaru, Closed.<br><br>It is quite the walk between her room and the location Hikaru had given her. It gave her plenty of time, at times she thought about school and other times she thought about home. Back with the madame in the mad world she had built. The world where she met Hikaru, it is a good world despite the craziness of it.<br><br>She saw him arrive, she was a bit of the ways back behind him as he approached his hidden canopy. She felt it was discreet enough, still she circles the area out making sure there are no passerbys, quietly staying out of Hikaru's line of sight but still glancing over at him. Watching him set up the blanket and lay the second blanket, that she requested, down on the ground. It makes her happy when people listens to what she says.<br><br>She thinks of Hikaru as she approaches him, she thinks of all the time he spent ensuring that she was comfortable and ok with the speed of things. She likes that, he follows her lead and lets her decide when to stop and when to go. Another one of his very attractive qualities. She quietly approached him from behind, she loves how he runs his fingers through his hair; though not as much as when he does it to hers. She gets close before confidently stating "Hello Hikaru."<br>
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