Disclaimer: I don’t own the boys, J.K. Rowling does.
Special thanks to Sevfan for going over this for me.
‘Possession is nine-tenths of the law,’ Draco smirked, ‘and it’s in my possession, so it’s mine, Potter.’
Harry looked affronted.
‘It is not a possession, Draco.’
His lover just looked at him as his lips descended and his cheeks hollowed as he sucked, hard. Harry watched, riveted by his partner’s action, his cheeks going red with the effort.
When the thick, creamy flavour burst onto his tongue, his eyes grew wide with triumph and he slurped at the treat.
Harry sighed as he sat back; he wished he’d never introduced the blond to the delights of McDonald’s, or Thick Shakes.