A FINE LINE has:

🤺 banter between rivals
🏡 small town
🗳️ mayoral election
👔 MMC searching for meaning in his next gig
👠 FMC searching for a way out of her small town
🤫 secret situationship
🦗 a nickname she hates until she loves it
📋 an unfortunate incident with a clipboard
🌶️ spice

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i know!!! and as soon as i'm done being a sad bitch it's being devoured, i feel like i can't read it til my corrections are submitted and it's proved very good motivation to get shit fixed lemme tell ya

the anniversary would be so cute but you know i'm an instant gratification girly

Ohhhhh my goddddddd

thank you Romi!! 🖤

omg HELL YES!! I really need to sleep bc it's nearly 2am but you bet your butt I'm coming back to this one!!! thank you for the prompt 🖤

tysm!!

ahhh I'm so glad 🫶🖤

HEHE A LIL HALLOWEEN SILLINESS FOR YOU, BOO 🖤

Further down the hallway, Hermione giggles.

"You did it wrong, Teddy! It's supposed to be Trick *or* treat."

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be enjoying if you'd stop sulking long enough to accept the invitation to our bed, you absolute pillock."

Dazed, confused, orgasm-addled, Theo can but nod. Any suggestion that he looks gormless as he does will be vehemently rebutted.

Draco slinks out the cupboard.

"Some other time, then."

into the meat of his shoulder for Theo to come with a wordless shout, still tucked in his trousers. His knees wobble, but Draco holds him steady.

Panting, he lets loose a woozy laugh.

"What the fuck was that?"

The door swings open.

"That," Harry Potter replies, "is a taste of what you could

"Here, perhaps?"

Tongue swirls at the juncture between Theo's neck and shoulder as Draco grips Theo through his navy corduroys. Theo whimpers.

Draco chuckles darkly.

"Almost. Come on, little brat, make a mess for me."

It takes four sharp tugs and Draco's teeth sinking

"Alright there, friend?"

Theo nods.

"Need some help?"

Theo nods again.

"Ah, lost your words already I see. Let's see if we can find them. Maybe here?"

Draco presses a kiss to Theo's cheek and drags his pelvis along Theo's cock.

"Here?"

A hand wedges its way between them, pressing firmly.

brunette's, slipping a hand up to cup his cheek.

Domineering bastard.

Theo pushes back, tries to gain the upper hand, but Draco is quite collected in this affair. Meanwhile, Theo is panting and rather, well, affected. His hips thrust forward and Draco's lips quirk.

Theo's neck.

"This is fine."

"Quite."

"What's a little frottage among friends?"

"Quite."

"Better to deal with it than deal with an audience staring at our impressive erections when they free us in the morning."

Draco, evidently, has had enough of Theo's babbling and crushes his lips to the

Theo pouts. Clears his throat. Draco laughs.

"Something the matter? Only, I think I feel you affectation."

Theo licks his lips. Experiments by rocking his weight forward a little. Draco stiffens. Presses back. Their cocks are both straining. The air in the cupboard is hot. Perspiration runs down

I'm contractually obliged to do it Draco Malfoy. I think you did it on purpose. Wanted my cheek resting where Potter's hairy arse has been."

"Mm, not hairy actually. Nor was it his arse. That was in the air for me while I rimmed him til the pretty boy cried," Draco sighs happily.