Something Darker Than Pleasure
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"The hell do you think you're doing, pulling me out of bed in the middle of the night like that? Someone could have seen, someone might've-" but with that he was promptly cut off, as Draco's smooth, pink lips quieted his complaining.
"Ah shut up, Potter. You know you love it. You want it, you want to be bad, you want to be caught. You just love being filthy." Draco spit out the last word, but it didn't scare Harry one bit. He loved it.
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