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Draco gave a little shiver at the thought of Harry making love to him. Harry would turn Draco onto his front, kissing, licking and nipping his way down Draco’s back, marking Draco as his. Harry would stop when he reached the top of Draco’s arse, pressing his tongue against Draco’s quivering hole. Swirling it around, then darting it inside. That’s when shivers would start to dance up Draco’s back.

As Draco lay there a quivering mass, Harry would flip him over and start again but from his feet upwards. Harry would trail kisses along Draco’s inner thighs, skirting around his cock, making Draco beg for some other kind of touch. Reaching Draco’s belly button, Harry would stab his tongue into it, making Draco keen in bliss. The shivers would start again, this time coming from Draco’s heart, racing down to his groin, skipping and dancing their way along until all the blood pumping from his heart was directed towards making his cock as hard as it could be.

But the thing that topped it all was when Harry starred intently into his eyes, green meeting grey. Draco’s whole body would shiver uncontrollably as Harry bent down and took Draco’s lips.