Harry apperated back into muggle London and slid down against the brick wall. First came the silent tears and then after a hastily thrown up silencing charm and muggle repelling charm came the curses and anger. His spells made pockmarks in the brickwork and shards of the red stone flew through the air most of them missing him but a few scored him lightly against his face and neck, the only places that were bare in his hit wizards uniform.
The standard hit wizard, hit witch uniform was an open style trench like robe, a dark blue long sleeve shirt and a pair of black cargo pants. While in an alleyway transfigured his clothes into something more casual, his black cargos became dark blue skin-tight jeans that showcased his ass and he untucked his dark blue shirt and got rid of the robe completely so he could roll up the sleeves of his shirt. His hair was combed down using a product that was actually created by his great grandfather specifically because of the trademark Potter windswept hair, so he ruffled his hair making it messier and more natural.
If his wife wanted to get a little on the side he sure as fuck was going to get some to. The gods know he could release a little pent up tension. He and Ginny hadn't been physical in almost two weeks. Sex in the beginning had happened Not that she'd ever find out, and afterward he'd get his revenge.
The bar he went to was distinctly muggle, not that he could ever do this at a wizarding bar or his wife would know within the hour. He was here to pick someone up or get picked up, he didn't really care, male or female tonight he wasn't being picky.
He was on his fourth or fifth drink and if it wasn't for the hallows would have been well on his way to being tipsy when a tall blond-haired man sat beside him.
"Trying to forget the world?" the man asked ordering a drink.
"Something like that," answered Harry cryptically.
"A man of mystery then," the blond answered back. Harry's lips quirked as he drained the last of his glass and leaned forward.
"Something like that," Harry echoed again. The man smiled at him flirtatiously and took a sip of his own drink before leaning forward himself.
"Name's Steven and you are?" asked the man.
"Jasper," answered Harry smirking back at the man. Steven drained his drink before standing and holding out a hand.
"I know much more pleasurable ways to forget the world if you'd like Jasper," said Steven.
"I'd definitely, like," answered Harry grasping Steven's hand and standing up himself. Steven didn't move back though and Harry ended up standing very close.
"Perhaps you'd like to come over to mine for the evening then?" whispered Steven in Harry's ear. Harry pulled his wallet from his back pocket and dropped the money to cover his bill on the counter before whispering huskily back.
"Take me home." Steven's flat was only a short distance of three blocks away. It was a fourth-floor studio apartment so Harry didn't have to look far for the bed.
"Would you like a drink?" Steven asked as Harry removed his shoes and toed off his socks. He moved up behind Steven as the man looked through the fridge. "I don't have much but I do have a couple of beer," the man continued as he stood straight beers in hand and closed the fridge. Steven turned around to find Harry right there in his space.
"I don't think I'll be needing anything more to drink," said Harry as he took the beer bottles from Steven's hands and leaned into the man to put them on the counter by he fridge. When he stood straight Harry's, hands found their way to the front of Steven's button up shirt and his fingers began slowly undoing each individual button. Steven seemed lost for words as Harry spoke again.
"In fact," Harry kissed Stevens now bare clavicle as he slowly continued with the undressing tugging the shirt from Steven's jeans. "I think," another kiss this on the pectoral. "I'm feeling," the shirt was undone now and Harry was kissing at Steven's stomach as he began to undo Steven's pants. Stevens's hands found Harry's hair and he wove his fingers through it as Harry slowly unzipped his pants and pulled his jeans and pants off of his hips. Harry looked up wickedly, "a bit hungry," Harry said before licking the cock once root to stem. Steven groaned and tugged harshly on Harry's hair. "I think I'll just eat you up," Harry said before swallowing him down.
Steven groaned as he leaned back against the counter and fought not to jerk his hips into the beautiful man's face. He'd not expected to find a creature like this in Harry Potter, when he'd gone into the bar only a little after they got an alert on facial recognition. They only had the more well-known wizards in their facial rec but today it paid off. They were collecting the final ingredients needed for a mission that had been long in the making. Really he only needed a few hairs but sex was a bonus. It wouldn't be the first time he used sex to complete a mission but damn could this man suck.
Sucking a man's cock was different to performing oral on Ginny. He'd only done that a few times in an effort to spice up their sex life and maybe find the spark he thought they had when they began dating. It was nothing like this though. That had been an obligation, this was pleasure. Steven's hand pulled at Harry's hair as he sucked groaning in pleasure. Harry reached down to unzip his own pants and pull at his cock. He moaned around Steven who couldn't stop his own hips from bucking forward filling Harry's throat. Harry couldn't help but moan as his cock jumped at the unintentional domination. Steven bucked again holding Harry's head harder as he lost himself and began thrusting. Harry just held his mouth open letting himself be used as he held one hand against Steven's jean clad thigh and the other jerking himself off.
Suddenly Steven stopped thrusting holding himself in Harry's mouth hands holding him there as his cock chocked the shorter man. He came down Harry's throat with a groan, warm cum sliding down Harry's throat. He removed his cock from Harry's throat and pulled up the smaller man by the hair before crashing his lips against him.
"Should I?" Steven said gesturing down at Harry's crotch. Harry looked down Steven's eyes following to the cum puddle on the kitchenette floor.
"Oh," said Steven slightly breathlessly.
"Shall we move to the bed?" Harry asked with the same breathlessness. Steven kissed Harry again while sliding his hands under Harry's shirt. Harry kisses him back before pulling back pushing his jean's and pants down and kicking them off and to the side before shrugging his shirt up and off before helping Steven out of his own jeans and shirt. When they are both naked they begin kissing once more Steven leading Harry towards the bed before pushing Harry down on his back. Crawling back in on the blankets Harry settled in the pillows
Steven crawled up over top of him kissing up his body while reaching for the nightstand. Finally, he had to pull away from Harry to look at what he was doing. Harry continued kissing the body above him latching onto a nipple and biting lightly before laving at the hurt. Steven hissed as he brought the lube bottle out of the drawer and grabbed Harry's hair pulling it back to pull Harry back into the pillows. Harry bucked his hips up into Stevens causing him to groan once more. Steven bit off another groan before opening the lube with one hand.
"You little minx," Steven said moving his hand from Harry's hair to Harry's chest to continue holding him down while using his knees to nudge Harry's leg wider and bringing his lubed fingers to Harry's entrance. Leaning down Steven kissed Harry while circling Harry's hole. Slowly Steven pushed a finger into Harry's entrance biting at Harry's lower lip to pull away from the discomfort below. Steven added a second finger slowly opening Harry up further. Soon Harry was snapping his hips up to suck Steven's fingers in further to nudge his prostrate as he whimpered.
Pulling his fingers from Harry's ass, Steven quickly lubed up his cock before positioning it at Harry's entrance. With one hand on his cock, the other behind Harry's neck and his forehead on Harry's, Steven asked,
"Are you ready?"
"Please," whispered Harry back and Steven pushed forward. Harry winced slightly at the intrusion but held fast. Steven held himself still as Harry's hole fluttered around him.
"Move," Harry said shifting his hips up slightly. Steven slowly rocked forward and out, releasing a small groan at Harry 's whine. Harry began moving in tandem snapping his hips up to meet Steven's thrusts.
"Fuck Harry," groaned Steven before mashing his lips to the chest below him sucking on the collarbone. Harry mewled before gasping, too far gone to realize that the man knew his real name,
"Harder please, oh merlin harder," Harry yelled.
Steven began snapping his hips harder and faster his hands tattooing fingerprints to Harry's hips as he gripped them tightly while he fucked into his body. Harry arched his back as he moaned and came channel gripping tightly at Steven's cock. Steven thrust a few more times before his hips stuttered and he came. He collapsed rolling to the side rolled and laying on his back beside Harry as they both breathed heavily.
"Fuck you are amazing," said Steven putting his arms behind his head. Harry rolled on to his own side and leaned into Steven drawing pictures on his bare chest as he hummed. Soon sleep called them both and they went gladly.
Harry was the first to wake the next morning, blinking sleepily in the light of the morning sun that streamed through the windows of the apartment. He pushed himself up into a sitting position wincing somewhat at the pain in his back end. Wandlessly and silently he cast a tempus charm and seeing the time almost groaned. He had ten minutes till he was supposed to be at work. He quickly and quietly got into his clothes from last night doing his best not to disturb the still sleeping Steven before writing a quick note and exiting the apartment.
Whilst still in the stairwell of the building Harry cast a litany of charms and spells to clean and refresh himself as well as returning his clothing to its original state before apperating to the ministry arrival bay.