Ditch-Delivered Drabbles
Shy
Shy from Annie Stalans - Codes: NoSex
He felt his mouth dry completely. Nothing but a croak could emerge. How could this be? Narcissa Black hadn’t noticed, probably didn’t even see him there. He’d constructed a witty remark about mudbloods, but couldn’t form even a syllable. Normally his confidence, his iron will, could carry him through any situation. How could Lucius Malfoy be shy?
Distracted, she lost her grip on a textbook and it landed on the rug. He could pick... too late, she bent to retrieve it. Her buttocks seemed to strain against her skirt.
Too much.
He fled as sticky warmth spread in his underwear.