Potter laughed softly and instead let his hands trail from Draco's back to his flat abdomen, along his ribs and to his nipples. He gently circled his fingers around Draco's clamped nipple, before he pinched the clamp and tugged, sending thrills of pain, and, to Draco's horror, arousal, all the way up his spine. Gooseflesh broke all over his now dampening skin and before he could stop it, he moaned again.
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Re: Midnight in the Forbidden Forest
Date: 2015-03-02 10:33 pm (UTC)(Bebé, I really have to go right now, but if this story isn't finished, I'd love to finish this another time as a collaboration. After all, Draco's arse is still pale and the squirrel (maybe Blaise in Animagus form? Muha) should really make an appearance as well. Thank you for hosting this really amusing thing! <3)