Thread: Drunken Inhibitions (Princess x Moon Struck Fox)

Draco chuckled as he made the other cum, pleased with himself, so very pleased with himself that he couldn't help but toy with Potter. he could see the brunette struggling to ignore him, struggling not to acknowledge him, fighting not to blush... it was so cute!...really, Harry was so very cute. he smirked a little as he licked his lips as they where settled next to each other, Snape's attempt at tormenting Harry, it was working, just not in the way Snape had anticipated. oh? not here? Draco demanded, arching a slender eyebrow. i do recall you promised to do anything i ordered. he smirked, eyes as cold as ice as they studied Harry. no one will see. he promised smirking darkly. i have a glamor up. he assured the brunette his fingers rubbing, pressing just right... how many other people had been where Harry now sat? sitting innocently, as Draco stroked them off. all you have to do, is stay quiet, and work... and no one will know. he promised smirking wickedly as he pressed just right, again, licking his lips. Harry was just too adorable, Draco knew he was going to have so much fun with the boy, so very much fun. and even better he was getting video proof. a wizarding recording was taking in every movement as Draco stroked Harry off, and it was inside the Glamor so it was catching everything. you blush so pretty Potter. Draco purred as he took hold of the annoying muggle Zipper and slowly pulled it down, every click of metal against metal seamed to fill the room, but no one even glanced at them, too absorbed in their own things to notice what torture Draco was putting Harry through. grind the earwigs, grind it into as fine a powder as you can manage, no large pieces. Draco ordered as he slowly slipped Harry's hot, hard length out into the cool of the room, running his palm along the length, smirking wickedly. and do be quick about it. he ordered. or i might get bored and leave you hard so everyone can see. he growled, squeezing his head a little, enjoying the torture he was giving to Harry. his hand stroked the boy's length, teasing the flesh as Snape passed by them again, completely oblivious to Harry's situation as he sneered at the potion they... or rather Harry, was making. the Potions professor chastised Harry for being a idiot, Draco's hand never even pausing in it's ministration's of Harry's cock as Snape called Harry an idiot and then moved on to ball bust Neville, Draco smirking at Harry. you like it when he insults you, don't you potter? your cock is twitching so madly... you like being insulted, and called names don't you? he demanded smirking darkly. perhaps i aught to start calling you my cute little gryffindor cum dumpster? my filthy Savior whore? he mused happily, licking his lips in delight, his fingers dancing over Harry's dick as he gave the other instructions on how to make the potion, holding him at the brink of an orgasm the entire time before finally, finally once the potion was finished, and Snape was yelling at Harry again his hand tightened, and started to stroke firmly. Your a waste of space! Snape roared, the hand moving fast and firm on Harry's prick... Draco was going to make Harry cum, right there in front of Snape while the man harassed him.