Hulkling

“Oh, shut the fuck up,” Harry retorted before he could stop himself. It wasn’t exactly smart to mouth off to someone who was about to put their dick inside him. He did as he was told, though, and he pushed down his trousers and pants before bending over a nearby table. “Come on,” he teased, shaking his hips side to side. “You know you want this.”

Harry stayed quiet for a few moments. He wasn’t good at begging to begin with, and he was even worse at it when he was in public. But still, Teddy wasn’t wrong. He really wanted that fucking cock inside him. “Please,” he said quietly, once he’d gathered his courage. He looked hopefully into the other’s eyes. “Please fuck me.”

Fuck. Harry sucked in a sharp breath when his cock was pressed into Teddy’s and the other man’s hand stroked along him. “You want me to beg?” he asked with a breathy chuckle. “Nice try. You should be begging me for the privilege of my ass.”

Harry swallowed when he got a look at their cocks right next to each other. It wasn’t often that he found someone bigger than he was, but that just made this more thrilling. “Are you just going to look at how well they complement each other, or are you going to hulk up and fuck me?”

Harry gave Teddy a long look before rolling his eyes. That was his only response to the man’s reassurances. He wasn’t going to argue with him about it. It was bad enough that he was giving into temptation in the first place! “Hot damn,” he said, and he licked his lips at the sight of the man’s thick member. He unhooked his robe and dropped it from his shoulders before undoing his fly and pulling his own impressive dick out. “Look what you’ve got there.”

Harry wasn’t normally one to let himself be fucked in public, but this was different. They were in costumes, and the chances of anyone remembering this particular incident after the masquerade were slim. “If you insist,” he said with a shrug, taking hold of Teddy’s cock through the fabric covering him. “Let me see what you’ve got.”

“Good. One less thing for me to worry about today.” Harry smirked and gave the man a once over. “Well, you can’t just say things like that and then not follow through, so how about you and I find some place a little more private, hm? I’ve got some adjectives of my own I’m working on for you.”

“The Avengers?” Harry asked, confused until he looked up and saw who he was speaking to. “I hope it’s nothing to be concerned about now, but if you need any assistance, just let me know.” He chuckled at the man’s obvious come on. “If you think I’m cute now, wait until you see me undressed.”

“God, I’m starving,” Harry said to the person next to him. He had his Firebolt propped over one shoulder, and he was staring at the table lined with food in front of him. “That Quidditch match really took it out of me. Have you tried any of this food yet?”

Glancing at the bottles before the person beside him “Why is that?” he replied as he grabbed a bottle of vodka “Though I will take the advice either way, did you want one?”

Hearing the music going, he gravitated towards the crowd to really see everyone in their costumes. Gently smiling as he noticed the Potion Making and headed that way to get to work himself. Approaching the table with the many ingredients to make a drink, he licked his lips “I usually only drink animals blood…maybe some alcohol will take the edge off”