Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine... they are someone else's alltogether
Warning: Lots of slash, general horniness, and other stuff you should be aware of before we start.
A/N: I would like to thank people for their suggestions on the outfits... This is going to be another short chapter because I'm still not sure of what I want the characters to do. Any suggestions would be appreciated. Thanks.
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Harry felt rather excited about not wearing his proper uniform under his robes. Oh hell, Harry felt his cock stiffen at the sight of Draco eating a sausage. A lovely, plump sausage at that. Draco caught Harry staring, and slowly brought it to his mouth, and slowly began to push it in his mouth. Harry's prick was at full attention, and he only came back to the feast from his mental images of a Draco blow job by Ron.
"Ew. I'm not eating any of those sausages. Malfoy's basically sucking it off. That is a mental picture I did not need," Ron complained. Hermione slapped Ron's arm, and mumbled something about immaturity.
Draco smirked, and continued eating.
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Lucius picked up his robe, and put it on over his painstakingly erotic outfit. Across the room, Severus was grumbling.
"Can't see why I fucking have to go to the fucking feast without my fucking glamor," he spat as he got dressed. "And this oil... I'll never live this down."
"That's the point, Sevvie dear."
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TBC...
Warning: Lots of slash, general horniness, and other stuff you should be aware of before we start.
A/N: I would like to thank people for their suggestions on the outfits... This is going to be another short chapter because I'm still not sure of what I want the characters to do. Any suggestions would be appreciated. Thanks.
***
Harry felt rather excited about not wearing his proper uniform under his robes. Oh hell, Harry felt his cock stiffen at the sight of Draco eating a sausage. A lovely, plump sausage at that. Draco caught Harry staring, and slowly brought it to his mouth, and slowly began to push it in his mouth. Harry's prick was at full attention, and he only came back to the feast from his mental images of a Draco blow job by Ron.
"Ew. I'm not eating any of those sausages. Malfoy's basically sucking it off. That is a mental picture I did not need," Ron complained. Hermione slapped Ron's arm, and mumbled something about immaturity.
Draco smirked, and continued eating.
***
Lucius picked up his robe, and put it on over his painstakingly erotic outfit. Across the room, Severus was grumbling.
"Can't see why I fucking have to go to the fucking feast without my fucking glamor," he spat as he got dressed. "And this oil... I'll never live this down."
"That's the point, Sevvie dear."
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TBC...