I’m tired of being nice!

Harry walked away smirking as he knew that Draco wanted him. In the worst way. He had just told Draco exactly where to put his wand. They had agreed to meet at six in the room of requirement. It would work because they both required the same thing and when time come they would cum too. Harry still could remember the sweet bitter taste of Draco's large member knowing that his back door would soon be destroyed. Harry had so much time to waste and he knew exactly what to do with it. He snuck into the Gryffindor common room to get some tissues, and with the help of his loving magazines and some erotic music he set off into the afternoon.