Rider looked down at Pansy and grumbled. Normally he didn't mind women who rubbed against him like cats in heat, but right now he couldn't get hard and it was annoying and frustrating. Especially since it was only now that Pansy had decided she wasn't going to do the wilting flower thing for the first fifteen minutes of him fondling her. He pushed her back a bit. "They haven't worn off yet," he told her. "So there's no point in rubbing your cunt against me right now."
"Nothing," Walden said. He smiled at Pyxis and leaned down to kiss her softly. "But I need to steal my blazer back from you. We're having group early this morning." He played with the ends of her hair. "You look beautiful when you wake up."
"Really?" Thoreau smiled at Mason and then glanced around the hallway to see if other people were around. "Do you want to go back to my room? I've got the money for you there. How much did you get? How much do you want for it?"
Draco groaned when the orderly came in his room to wake him up. He hated when group was in the morning. Draco rolled onto his back, running a hand through his hair. "Can you just say I was beligerant or something so I could sleep in instead?"
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