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Harry let out a pleasurable moan at the sensation of Draco’s lips sliding so effortlessly over his cock. The warmth that engulfed his member made Harry nearly cry out in pleasure, his hands aching to go down to his hair and grasp onto it tightly, but he refrained from it.
“Mmm Draco, a-ah!” Harry tilted his head back, pre cumming into his mates mouth and shivering. He peeked down with a blush on his face, admiring the view of his veela pleasing himself while sucking him off. It sent shivers down his spine.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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