Name (Nickname): Eleanora Grayhaven (Ellie)
Attire: Ravenclaw Uniform and Robes.
House/Year: Ravenclaw/2nd year.
Wand: Willow, Dragon heartstring, 8 in, light and wispy.
Location: Chadwick Breaden's Bedroom.
Tagging: Anyone; Chadwick.
Time: Tuesday September 5, 2073; Later afternoon.
Ellie could feel her tummy flutter as Chadwick shifted and moved to lay her down upon the couch. His weight upon her body was welcome and hardly frightening, though a part of her did indeed feel a bit nervous. Regardless, she felt safe with him--safe, beautiful, treasured. The way his lips moved over her as if tasting and relishing, the way he held her close like she was a precious jewel to be cherished... it was beyond overwhelming and unlike anything she'd ever experienced. In all her time with the few close friends she'd managed to make, this far exceeded the feelings she'd ever been able to establish with those. And it far exceeded anything she'd ever had in any previous relationship--all of which had never lasted long, not that there were many as she could count them on a single hand.
When Chadwick pulled away, Ellie looked up into his eyes, her heart racing, pounding hard with both desire and anticipation. He was awakening things deep within, causing her to feel things she'd never felt before. Her body was stirring, reacting and responding to his loving touches, his kind words. Truly, she was 'home' and there was no where else she'd rather be. All of it was so new and though scary, she knew he'd be there with her every step of the way--to help, to guide, to teach. He wouldn't make fun of her, wouldn't reject her. No, he wanted her. She could feel that in every fiber as he held her close, his heat mixing with her own.
Ellie dared to let her hand reach a bit further, letting her fingers lose themselves within his hair. She tilted her head back so that Chadwick had better access to her neck as he lavished it with searing kisses. Tiny whimpering gasps escaped her, her body arching in reaction to the new sensation it conjured up within her core. Her other hand reached up his back, clutching at him tightly as she pressed against him and bit down on her lip.