[Really, now. Petre's lips twitch because he's flattered, eyes still locked on the other boy before he finally forces himself back up. No help needed, even if his head feels lightweight. Low blood pressure, maybe.
Ecstasy. He likes that. Harry must like it too, if he's smiling. How many times has he done this just to get that kind of high? Sounds like an amazing power to have. Limitless access to the full potential of your senses just by snatching a touch. A kiss.
He wonders what it's like when he has sex.]
Can you put it back? Or is it all just take, take, take.
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Ecstasy. He likes that. Harry must like it too, if he's smiling. How many times has he done this just to get that kind of high? Sounds like an amazing power to have. Limitless access to the full potential of your senses just by snatching a touch. A kiss.
He wonders what it's like when he has sex.]
Can you put it back? Or is it all just take, take, take.