original by sketcher2007 on DA-------
When Parvati's full, luscious lips brushed against his jaw bone, Neville tried to make his body pull away, but the heady aroma of her cinnamon-scented hair made him feel as sluggish and unresponsive as a flobberworm.
"P-Parvati, I-"
The Indian girl moaned and once again covered his mouth with her hand. "Please don't say anything just yet. Don't do anything. Just… think about it."
1 comment:
ahahahaha. neville. priceless.
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