A moan escaped his mouth at the feeling of her hands at his trousers. At any other point in time, he would have let her openly explore and see where things took them in that department. But it didn't take much for Ludo to tell that they were at that now or never point. His hands moved to her arse, and lifting her weight easily, he pushed his hips against hers. He let his lips slowly move to her collar bone, grazing at the flesh in between.
He paused briefly, his breath heavy. "You're--are you on the potion?" he asked in hushed tones, not exactly making eye contact. It was a touchy subject for some witches, but it was a rather important one for him. He was certainly not fit for being a parent quite yet in his life, not to mention the PR nightmare that would result. His lips went to work on her neck as he waited for her response, hips grinding ever so slightly against hers.
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