**Written for the Snakes and Ladders Challenge, the Weasley-Potter-Prewett Challenge: Roxanne Weasley and the Master of Spells Challenge: Deletrius**
Warning: Contains smut and prostitution
You Don't Have To Put On The Red Light
William Scabior was frustrated to say the least: his snatching missions were a complete failure and the group he was part of were all morons. They'd hit a barrier and hadn't found a mudblood for weeks. A visit to Snakes and Sinners was definitely needed, so he disapparated to Knockturn Alley with the intention of having a Firewhiskey or five.
He sneered at all the beggars that called and reached out to him as he sauntered down the street. How dare these filthy creatures attempt to touch him? The pub was in his sights when a woman stepped out in front of him, a woman who was not wearing what the wintry weather required.
'What's up darlin'? You look stressed,' her eyes held his, 'what me to help relieve that stress?' she strutted down the nearest side-alley swaying her hips from side to side. She turned and beckoned him with a curl of her finger. 'Why not?' he thought, she'd be a better distraction than the firewhiskey anyway.
He followed her a sufficient way down the alley way and let her unbuckle his trousers, which she did with carefully honed hands. She pulled down his trousers and took his cock into her mouth instantly. With a practised tongue she swirled around his head and caused unsolicited gasps from William, she was good! One of his hands grasped her hair warning her not to move, the other held his body weight against the wall. She continued to both torment and pleasure him, her hand crept up his inner thigh and she began to massage his testicles. He threw his head back, lust evidently clear on his face. That wasn't enough. He needed to feel the woman, to be inside her.
He pulled back, his cock completely erect. He pulled the woman to her feet. He pushed her knickers aside, and forced himself inside her. He groaned as her inner walls automatically tightened and then stretched to accommodate him. This was not a time for love-making, so he pounded in and out of her tirelessly needing to find his release. He was unaware of the sensations he was causing this woman until she clenched around him, that was all he needed before he found his release. He moaned as his seed entered the woman pressed up against the wall in front of him. Needs satisfied, he pulled out of her, re-buckled his trousers and straightened his robes. William threw five gold galleons at the woman before heading towards Snakes and Sinners, definitely in need of that Firewhiskey.