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âThatâs better,â Harry said, watching the idiot closely to make sure he didnât miss anything as he cleaned him up. He tucked himself back into his pants when he was done, and he gave a snort at the question. âThat little dicklet? I donât think so. Go put your real dick back on.â
He whined softly, and blushed desperately. He moved away for a moment, grabbing his pants and sliding his dildo harness back on too. âOh god,â he whimpered, deep embarrassment beginning to settle in.














