Harry Potter and the Connubialis Hex/The Burrow/Mrs. Weasley/Stop
From Create Your Own Story
"I'm sorry Mrs. Weasley, I can't do that."
She looked at him, full of compassion. (Please Mrs. Weasley, don't look at me like that.)
"You don't like me?" Harry didn't answer right away but his dick did.
"You know it's not that Mrs. Weasley."
She held him in her arms. The warmth of her body and the love emanating from her were intoxicating. He wanted it. He really wanted it. He knew he should push her away but he would feel incredible pain if he did.
She put her hands on each side of his head and looked at him. "Are you ready" she said sweetly. Harry nodded and followed her.
What happens next?
