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katekintail ([info]katekintail) wrote in [info]hp_may_madness,
@ 2014-05-23 22:15:00

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Entry tags:author: katekintail

FIC: Game of Letters 23
Title: Game of Letters 23
Author: KateKintail
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Kink: watersports
Disclaimer: Not my characters, world, or paycheck.
Summary: A series of letters.
Notes; Written for hp_may_madness 2014
Word count: 200

Harry,

Um… don’t rush home too quickly. I might have had a small accident. Okay, yes I definitely had an accident. All over our couch. I thought I’d be all right. I thought it was just another twinge in my bladder. I thought I could just readjust my grip. I really, really thought I’d be all right.

For a second I was. But then I lost it. It flowed out right through my fingers, a steady stream I just couldn’t stop. I tried to clamp down and tense up. But it was the strangest sensation, like I was holding someone else’s cock in my hands. Because the golden piss just flowed out with absolutely no regard to any of my efforts.

I’m not ashamed. I think I held on exactly as long as I could. It truly isn’t my fault that I couldn’t wait until you got home.

So I really don’t think it’s fair that you punish me this time. Not like last time. It’s not my fault I’m writing this while sitting in a cool puddle of my own piss with a hard-on I can’t help but stroke. It’s really not my fault. Really.

But I’m sorry.

Draco



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