Fandom: Harry Potter
"What's that smell?" Harry asked.
It was a bit like cinnamon, but with a touch of cardamom and some cranberry.
"Oh bugger," Draco said, "this could be awkward."
Harry had no idea what his friend was talking about until Draco kissed him. His higher brain skidded to a halt, his hind brain kissed back.
Two hours later, Harry opened his eyes to find himself naked on Draco's lounge floor. He smelt vaguely of cinnamon and a lot of sex. Now he remembered his training; they'd been hit with the 'Draft of Unrequited Longing'. Interesting they'd both had the same idea.
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