ahhhh... what can I say? My lovely lilyseyes, I'm so happy to be on the team with you. ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRR But just a minor point *beta hat on* Didn't you get the answer to question 10 scrambled up with 9? I mean, what you meant to say for the kink you want to see more of was something like this:
Severus slicked his elegant hands, rubbing them together with the fine, citrus-scented oil, releasing the aroma into their bedroom. He reached down and began to massage, rippling his fingers along the strong muscle, stroking and kneading. "Mmmmm, Severusssss...." Harry lapsed into helpless Parseltongue, his muscles melting under the sensual massage of his partner's wonderful, skilled hands. "Like that, do you, brat?" "Alwaysssss." "I aim to please, though why precisely you should prefer this particular activity still leaves me mystified." "Severuss... it's because you're rubbing shoulders...ugh... with the best writers of fanfiction watching us." "Hmmm, not so, O Impertinent One." "No? But look, there's lilyseyes, she's taking notes, and next to her... ah... don't stop... is svartalfur. And...ahhhh, that's hitting the spot, right there." "Do be quiet, brat. The assembled word-painters of the legendary Team Dragon are most certainly not the best, they are the best of the best! Now close your pouting mouth and let me work in peace. I still have the other shoulder to do and you're lapsing into incoherence. As usual." "Ugh." "Precisely."