*Harry's perspective*
I woke up this morning with a large headache. I went to my sugar daddy, Dumbledore.
I knocked on the door to the headmasters office.
He opened up for me.
"I have this really bad headache and it's really disturbing." I said walking into his office.
He turned around and looked at me sympathetically.
"Oh- well come over here and I'll see what I can do."
I walked over and he tapped on his knees signaling for me to sit down.
I did as I was told and sat down.
He massaged my temples and worked his hands down towards my lower parts.
I blush and feel myself become hard.
"Oh- D-dumbledore" I whimper.
He chuckles and gets closer.
"Call me daddy" He said sternly.
I froze.
He chuckled again.
"Oh am I making you hard little one..?"
He takes off my pants and takes a stern hand on my cock.
I moan loudly.
He does as well.
Then we hear the door open and in the next moment we see McGonagall in the door opening.
"What in the fuck knuckles is this."
The end :)
