The impact of that action causes Scorpius" erection to twitch, and as if that weren't enough, a faint light flickers from the wand in Avery's hand, revealing all the things he would have wanted to block out. In order to stay sane. To go through with his plan. It's both cruel and exquisite; as if pulled by invisible strings, he leans further back to see his rosy thighs against dark skin glistening in the light; the buttocks held up to him, narrow and round and - between them, exposed by their position - a dark, tantalising path, irritatingly hairless.