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Title: Repent at Leisure
Words: 100
Challenge: It's stuck.
Rating: R
They were desperate, finally having confessed their mutual shocking and overwhelming desire. With a hurried sidetrip to the bathroom, Harry stripped to the skin, and they fell onto the bed.
They were both nervous, fumbling, Harry trying to prepare himself as he'd read in a book, Draco trying to grease his prick as quickly as would be seemly.
Suddenly, Harry looked up at Draco with horror. "It's stuck," he whispered.
They both came to the same panicked realization at the same time, each with his hand superglued to an intimate part of his own anatomy.
Never rush locating the lube.
Words: 100
Challenge: It's stuck.
Rating: R
They were desperate, finally having confessed their mutual shocking and overwhelming desire. With a hurried sidetrip to the bathroom, Harry stripped to the skin, and they fell onto the bed.
They were both nervous, fumbling, Harry trying to prepare himself as he'd read in a book, Draco trying to grease his prick as quickly as would be seemly.
Suddenly, Harry looked up at Draco with horror. "It's stuck," he whispered.
They both came to the same panicked realization at the same time, each with his hand superglued to an intimate part of his own anatomy.
Never rush locating the lube.