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Keeping Warm at Christmas

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"Albus always gives me socks, as well. I suppose socks are the wages of all who spy for him."

"Spare me your Christmas cheer, Shacklebolt."

"Would you rather have a measure of my Christmas cock?"

Severus' frown deepened as he turned to see if anyone had overheard them. No one had. "You're serious?"

Kingsley nodded and left the room. A short time later, Severus followed him. When he joined the man in an unused bedroom, he found him nude save for his orange fuzzy socks.

"Take those off."

"No. Strip off. We don't have much time."

"A full measure, indeed."