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6th year September 15th room of requirement
"Damn that stupid sexy git, what right does he have to be that sexy." Draco snarled as he furiously wanked to the fantasy of Harry Fucking Potter sucking him off. What you might ask got Draco into this situation? The answer your looking for is the sight of Harry licking and sucking his spoon clean after every bite of his dessert. Draco groaned as he ran his thumb over the slit of his cock. He hissed as he pressed his thumb into the slit and squeezed the head before gathering the precome on the head and started stroking again. Draco gave a loud moan as he imagined Harry letting go of his cock with a wet pop and spoke. "Come for me Dray." Before Harry took Draco down to the root and hummed. Draco sped up his strokes and came with a loud scream "fuck yes HARRYYYYY!!!" 10 minutes later Draco had recovered enough to reach for his wand and cast a cleaning charm before flopping back down on the bed with a groan. He had been rubbing himself raw for the last week and it was getting to the point where his hand just wasn't enough. "Damn you Harry why does it always have to be you." Draco growled as he got dressed before exiting the Room into a empty hallway and then heading down to the dungeon grumbling about Harry the whole way.