He loved drowning in her, pounding her and not allowing her to feel anything but the pleasure he was giving her. She was so beautiful and popular, the Chaser of the Gryffindor team, desired by every boy who had even half a brain. She loved getting fucked by a lonely Ravenclaw that no one else in the entire school considered, or almost no one. It seemed incredible. Dylan had never known whether Lily's interest in him was sincere or whether she wanted him only because of some weird perversion.