"My Harry," I growled and flipped my long plait of hair over my shoulder.
mmmm Severus with hair long enough to wear in a a "long plait" mmmm*drool*
"Legilimens Sensus."
A kaleidoscope of images flashed past, tumbling, spinning. Words abandoned me as the liquid fire racing through Patrick's body, the numbing rush hit. My mind, my body flew with his.
Ooooh, nice. I have a big kink for certain kinds of drug use in fic, I dunno why. My favourites are opium and marijuana and I usually shy away from heroin, but this was unique. I think it's about the only way I could ever see Severus getting into somethign like this.