"You are too good at this." Draco pulled Charlie into a long, deep kiss, arching back against his finger. Normally he'd probably whine about being fingered with no lube, but he felt way too good to worry about something silly like that now.
He nipped at Charlie's bottom lip, moaning again at the feeling of the finger inside him. "You -- fuck, Charlie." Draco definitely shouldn't have let him run off with the blond when they were at the club the other night.
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