Scorpius kissed Albus again when he said he loved him. He loved hearing it and hated it at the same time. If Albus loved him, why was it okay to hurt him, but not Kit? Scorpius didn't think he liked being in love. So far the good things didn't outweigh the awful heartbreak of it. "We shouldn't be this close in the hall," he said, fingers playing with the curls at the nape of Albus's neck. "Your boyfriend."
"I know," Xavier said. He looked down at Caspar, feeling a bit hurt that he'd decided to mention it now. "You like my cock. Look, I... I don't know. Maybe I should go back to my table. You just seemed like you needed a friend."
Ana felt like Brutus was moving her around like a ragdoll. A sex ragdoll. She gasped when he rubbed against her folds, looking down at him. "I... O-okay," she agreed, stripping off the shirt he'd loaned her. She was trying to take him saying he liked her enough not to shove inside her as a compliment. "Oh God, it feels so good."
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