“Oh,andyouthinkyou’rethatreason?”Draosneered.
“TellmeI’mnot,”Potterhallenged,raisinghishin.Drao’seyesdarteddowntohismouth,solosetohisown.HisbreathaughtinhisthroatwhenPotter’sgriptightened,pullingDraolosertohim.“TellmeI’mnotthereasonyoubrokeupwithher.”
“You—You—You’renot—”DraorumbledunderthesrutinyofPotter’seyes.Beforeitwastoote,hepushedhimaway.“Fukyou,Potter,”heshouted.
Pottergloweredathim,losingthegapbetweentheminoneswiftmotion.
“You’reafukingliar,”hegrowledandwoundhishandsintoDrao’shair.Itwasn’tasroughasDraohadexpeted.“You’realiar,”PotterrepeatedandslowlytiltedDrao’sheadtotheside.
Draodidn’twantto,hereally,reallydidn’twantto,butheletoutagaspwhenPotter’slipsbrushedagainsthisnek.
“What—Whataboutyourlittleboytoy?”
“Ibrokeupwithhim,”Pottergrunted,makingDraoshudderwhenhelikedthelengthofhisolrbone.
“Oh.”Therewasnothingelsehewouldhavebeenapableofsaying.Slowly,helosedhiseyesasPotterstartedsukingonapartiurlysensitivespot,rightbehindhisear.Instintively,hishandsfoundtheirwaytoPotter’sbak,desperatelygrippinghisshirt.
“Merlin,yes,”hegaspedasPottersukedhisearlobeintohismouthandhishandswandereddowntoDrao’sbakside.Heprobablyshouldhaveputastoptothis,toldPottertoleavebeforethesituationesatedompletely.Butitjustfeltsogood.
BeforeDraoknewwhatwashappening,Pottermovedbehindhim,nibblingatthespotwherehisnekoedwithhisshoulder.Draofelthishandsonhiswaist,slowlymovingupwardstohishest.AviolentjoltshotthroughhimwhenPotterappliedmorepressuretohishands,pullingDraolosertohim,whilesimultaneouslypressinghimselfagainstDrao’sbak.Fuk.HeouldfeelPotter’seretionagainsthisarse,hardandentiing.Heletoutalowmoan,hisdesireforPotter,bottled-upforfartoolong,finallyspillingover.HeheardPotterinhalesharply.
“Drao,”hebreathedagainsthisnek,andsuddenly,hishandswereeverywhere.Draosquirmedandgaspedashisentirebodystartedtotingle,kikinghissensesintooverdrive.Potter’stouhwass,hissentwasoverwhelmingandthewayhekeptgrindinghishipsagainstDrao’sarsewasjustdhtobsene.
“Ohfuk,”PottersplutteredasDraoalmostriedout.PotterhadmovedhishanddowntoDrao’sroth,palminghisokthroughhistrousers.“You’realreadyhard.”
“Well,soareyou,”Draosaidbreathlessly,insteadofdefensively.Pottergrowledintohisnek,hisfingersurlingaroundDrao’sokasmuhashistrousersallowed.
“Weneedtogettheseoff.Now.”
DraofeltPotterpushhimforward,hishandsalreadywonunbuttoningthetrousers.Draokepthiseyeslosed,tooabsorbedinthesensationofPotter’sfiipsbrushingagainsthisok.
“Fuk!You’renotwearinganyunderwear,”Pottergroaned.HishuskyvoiesentunimaginabledesirethroughDrao.Healmostlosthisbanewhenhebumpedagainstsomething,butPotterheldhiminpe.Hiseyessnappedopenandheblinked,disoriented.Potterhadledhimtooneofthearmhairs;hisbodywasstillpressedfirmlyagainstDrao’sfrombehind.Slowly,hepusheddownDrao’strousers,untiltheypooledaroundhisankles.Potter’shandssliduphisthighs,pausingwhentheyreahedhisbakside.Draofelthimleanin,hishotbreathghostingoverhisear.
“Bendover,”hewhispered.AviolentshudderrandownDrao’sspine,makinghimsurehewouldpassoutanyseond.Withouthesitation,heleanedforward,grabbingthearmsofthehair.HegroanedashefeltPo
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