Private Post: From Seclusion
hell Seclusion.'>I'm in hell Seclusion.
Cecil had a bad dream the morning we left, a hundred years ago, yesterday, so I spent the morning in the boy's ward instead of having my brain sucked out through my cock saying good-bye to Severus properly.
The Ministry has me in what looks like a moldering old monastery. Tests from early morning until evening, disgusting 'ritual meals' meant to assure that my body is as pure as my spirit. What I wouldn't give for a plate of the Children's Home chicken fingers right now, with a pot of honey on the side--
What I wouldn't really give to see the honey dripping off Severus' prick, taste its sweet…
They took my ice cream before I even got inside the building. How am I going to get through a whole week without sex and ice cream?
Cecil had a bad dream the morning we left, a hundred years ago, yesterday, so I spent the morning in the boy's ward instead of having my brain sucked out through my cock saying good-bye to Severus properly.
The Ministry has me in what looks like a moldering old monastery. Tests from early morning until evening, disgusting 'ritual meals' meant to assure that my body is as pure as my spirit. What I wouldn't give for a plate of the Children's Home chicken fingers right now, with a pot of honey on the side--
What I wouldn't really give to see the honey dripping off Severus' prick, taste its sweet…
They took my ice cream before I even got inside the building. How am I going to get through a whole week without sex and ice cream?