itdidn’t,buthewasalmostsureitwouldatsomepoint.hewilledhimselftorex,butheouldonlyorateontheunfamiliarsensationofpotter’sslikfinger.hestartledwhenwarmlipsweresuddenlypressedagainsthisolrbone.niediversion,potter,hethoughtwithagrin.thewaypotterwasgaspingandmoaningagainsthisskinsentheatthroughhim,andbeforeheknewit,hefoundhimselfmovingintherhythmofpotter’sfinger.

draosrunheduphiseyes,tryingtoblokouttheunpleasantness.healmosttoldpottertostopwhenhestartedmovinghisfingers,butgaspedinsteadwhenhiswholebodyjerkedandstartedtotingle.

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“bsp;itryaddinganother?ithinkyou’reready.”

“idon’tare,”draogrowled.hewaiteduntilpotterslowlyremovedhisfingersandmovedtoadjusthimself.

“just…moveyourfingerorsomething,”draosaid.

dingalittlenervous.

“areyousure?”pottermoaned.“youmaythink—ah!”

“ithinki’mready,”hepanted,movinghishipssuggestively.

“oh!oh!”

“fuk,drao,you’redoingsogood.”

“tellmewhenitgetstoomuh,”pottermurmured.

“oh,itfeelsgood,”hebreathed.

“okay,but…tellmeifithurts.”

draopratiallylungedatpotter,devhimasthoughhewastheairdraoneededtobreathe.

draonodded,inhalingsharplywhenpottersoftlybitdownonhisshoulder.“ah!”

“merlin,drao,wait,”potterughed.hegentlypushedhimoutofthewaytooathisokwithmorelube.“okay,wheneveryou’reready,”hegrinned.draoleaneddowntokisshimagain,unt