If the Cock Fits
It’s like Cinderella, only Draco’s arse is the shoe left behind, and he’s searching for the perfect prick that fits.
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It’s like Cinderella, only Draco’s arse is the shoe left behind, and he’s searching for the perfect prick that fits.
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"I am completely horrified right now,“ Draco responded blandly. "And strangely intrigued…” The ever popular scenario: Veritaserum in the Potions Lab.
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“We have to WHAT!?!”
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Harry’s either drunk and horny or drunk and cuddly, depending on your point of view. Ron’s straight but no one holds it against him. Draco could hand out detentions, but he has a better idea.
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Draco was harassed constantly: at work, on the street, at pubs. Clearly everyone could smell the virginity on him. Why else was he hunted the way he was? Perhaps once he was deflowered, they would leave him alone. Or he could get someone to make them leave him alone. Yes! He would choose a possessive lover who would keep the others away. It would have to be someone powerful
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Everyone knew from the start that Harry Potter needed therapy. No one expected that Draco Malfoy would be the one to give it.
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Harry and Draco have grown up a little in the past four years, but the most important things haven’t changed. Well, except for grotesquely overdone PDA, 1950s Muggle housewives, and the perils of doing it “Egyptian Pharaoh” style.
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Sam and Dean meet an angel, who wants to make a deal. They will get all the worldly goods they could ever want, all they have to do is to stop doing… what?
“No more close calls because you ran out of, I-don’t-know, currency or canons or holy water. No more dangerous raids for ingredients, be it demon’s tears or werewolf femurs. You wish for it, it is yours. We will naturally put a restriction on anything that might harm Us, but everything else in this wide, wide world is at your command.”
“Not any canons, they just never get it right,” Sam murmured to himself, while considering the offer, “The balls never end up where they’re supposed to.”
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Dean turns into a complete and utter nympho. It takes Sam a while to notice the difference.
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Dean goes and gets himself cursed. Again. Sam, being the wonderful brother he is, fixes it.
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