𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬: Draco Malfoy
My other hand traces the silhouettes of her smooth, contrasting thighs. My hand navigating with her rounded hips with familiar fascination that I myself once knew with other girls. Not in the cold but warmth pressure of the shower hitting the very skin on the both of us. While my fingers orchestrated an exhaled symph...