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The drink settled warm in his chest. Sweet at first. Blueberry and aniseed. Then heat, like the memory of someone’s breath in a place it didn’t belong.
Theo was standing close. Closer than before. Not touching, but watching—with that same curious expression that always made Harry feel like a living hypothesis.
“Feeling alright?” he asked, voice low and amused.
Harry opened his mouth to say yes.
What came out was:
“You told me I had to come untouched.”Harry blinked.
So did Theo.
“You bent me over a desk and tied my hands behind my back with your belt,” he said. “Said I wasn’t allowed to touch myself.”
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Or, Harry Potter is thirty, jaded, and very much not in the mood to investigate potentially illegal aphrodisiac rings. Especially not ones involving Theo Nott.