This is for Kamerreon's Drabble Challenge — a drabble a day until my imagination dies.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Forbidden
Harry arched his back with a gasp, his eyes rolling closed as he grasped two fistfuls of dark hair. His legs wrapped tight around the waist of his lover as he continued to grind into Harry, making the younger boy pant and wail.
As teeth nipped at his collarbone, Harry let out a shuddering moan. There was no place he'd rather be than right there, up against a wall, with the one he loved the most sucking on his neck as their bodies rubbed together.
"Ma-Marcus!" Harry gasped as he felt a hand begin to work at his pants. "Oh..."
Part of the allure of his love, Harry knew, was the forbidden aspect. Dumbledore, the Weasley's, Hermione, everyone would be so disappointed with him. They would forbid him from seeing Marcus, from being near him. And it just made Harry hotter for Marcus.
For the forbidden.
