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Warning: This work may be offensive to some readers. Also this fic includes explicit sexual content. Feel free to back out if need be.

Author's Note: In doing the timeline math for this piece, I realized that there is a good chance that this is the conception of Harry. So, there's that.

Submitting Info:
Stacked with: Hogwarts (Term 14); MC4A (Year 4)
Individual Challenges: Best Stories (Y); La Vie Boheme; Fix-It Felix (Y); Gryffindor MC; Magical MC; Neurodivergent (x2) (Y); Rian-Russo Inversion; Ethnic & Present; Lovely Triangle (Y); Ship Sails; Iron Thorns; Gwen's HP Bribery (Y); Hold the Mayo; Lunar Era; Marvelous HP; Marvelous Cinema; Old Shoes (x2) (Y); Iron Fam Checklist [Doctorate]; Short Jog (Y); Bucket Listing; Two Cakes (Y); Eating Cake (Y); Green Ribbon
House: Slytherin
Assignment No.: Term 14 – Assignment 10
Subject (Task No.): Gardening (Task#2: Write about someone/something hot, literally or figuratively.)
Other Hogwarts Challenges: Fantastic Beasts [107](being scratched); 365 Prompts [305](screaming); Scavenger Hunt [81](Muggle AU)
Other MC4A Challenges: SpB [4D](Fog/Mist); TrB [4A](Genre Savvy); Ship (Thorns; Iron Buck; Iron Petal)[Sp Mic 2](Ring); Hunt [Sp Set](Foggy/Misty)/[Sp Set](Rainy)/[Sp Items](Watch); Chim [Isopra](Royal Purple; Jewelry; Hackers/Programmers AU)
Representation(s): Black Lily Evans Potter/Tony Stark/James Potter; Autistic Tony Stark; Engineering & Programming 'verse
Primary & Secondary Bonus Challenges: Unwanted Advice; Tomorrow's Shade; Second Verse (Ladylike; Not a Lamp; White Dress; Found Family; Nontraditional); Chorus (Pocky Pockets; Wabi Sabi; Fizzy Lemonade; Machismo; Peddling Pots); Demo 1 (Three's Company; Grease Monkey; Easy Zephyr; Hot Apple); Demo 2 (Toto's Tribute; In the Trench); Demo 1 [x2](Lock & Key; Morrigan's Tentacles); Demo 2 [x3](Unicorn; Surprise!; Some Beach)
Tertiary & Generic Bonus Challenges: T3 (Terrarium); SN (Rail; Ameliorate); LiCK (Poppy; Narcissus); CM (Brier; Navigate; Yogin)
Word Count: 2909 words

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Three for Lunch
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Lily didn't have much time.

Not only did she had a lecture in about an hour, but Tony needed to head out to London around the same time. Regardless of personal projects he was collaborating on, Tony was still the owner and face of an international tech company. That was even before considering just how in-demand he was as a lecturer or anything that came up with the bits of the Stark inheritance that weren't related directly to the company. It might not be the same level of demand that came with the Potter investiture, but there was more than a passing similarity.

So a lot of people wanted a piece of Tony. But he was hers. Right now when she didn't even need to share with James because her husband was away on Order business.

The appeal of that not sharing part made her pick up her pace as much as the way that the mist threatening to transform into rain did. She was already so aroused that she was practically soaking through the royal purple panties she had slipped on this morning before leaving for her morning classes. Tony had watched her dressing with the expression that she knew meant he was thinking about undressing her.

Or even just skipping that part before getting down to business.

Lily fumbled a bit with the key as she unlocked the door to Tony's house. Oh, that idea had a certain appeal at the moment. The table in the breakfast nook was just the right height for her to bend over as Tony fucked into her. James would have been too tall, but Tony was more compact. She could bend over and brace herself while Tony lifted her skirt out of the way and slid her panties down or to the side. She shivered as she finally got the door open, and it was from more than the late November weather turning colder.

Peach pasties, she was so horny.

Tony immediately appeared out of what had probably been intended as a drawing room but that Tony had remodeled into a workshop as soon as he had closed on the house. He was dressed in most of a suit, just missing a few of the more formal parts like the blazer and a belt. The sleeves on his button-up shirt were folded up to just before his elbows. He must have been typing instead of tinkering, because he had the gold chain leading from the buttons on his waistcoat to an obvious bulge of the pocket watch that James had given him. The decorative fob with the Potter coat of arms on it hung innocently on the loop of chain just off of the teasing vee of Tony's waistcoat.

"Hey, I didn't think I would see you before I had to head out," Tony said as he crossed over to the station near door where Lily was dropping her school bag and keys. That was not an unreasonable thing to think either. It was at least a half hour walk from campus to the house, if she had walked. Having magic, even when you couldn't tell your partner because of stupid statutes magically enforced by geas, did have its perks. Removing travel time for lunch break shags was just one of them. "Did your afternoon lecture get canceled? Did something happen to Dr. Wilkes?"

"No," Lily rushed to reassure Tony, "on both accounts. Jason is fine and if I leave at a quarter till, I can still make his lecture." She grinned lecherously at him. "I was just hoping that you might be interested in a quickie or two for lunch."

"But I hate eggs," Tony said, his brow scrunching in confusion, "and you know that."

"I also know that you speak French," Lily countered, "and therefore have no excuse for that horrible pronunciation." She deliberately reached out and fingered the chain of his watch. Tony swallowed as he began to lean closer to her. His nostrils flared a bit as he breathed in the scent of coconut oil that she used on her hair. She gave him a quick peck on the lips. "Fancy a shag, Dr. Stark?"

"Why, Dr. Evans Potter, that sounds like a great idea," Tony agreed, finally cottoning on to what she had been asking. He gave her a roguish grin that would have been at home on any old-fashioned rake before giving her a peck of his own. "How about I make my momentary lapse in genius up to you?"

Without saying anything else, Tony gracefully knelt in front of her. He ran his hands up her black herringbone thigh-highs, his calluses catching ever so slightly on the silky fabric. She shifted her legs apart as he began pushing her very sensible pencil skirt up. There was no doubt that her panties were soaked now. She could feel them clinging wetly to her as easily as she could the kisses that Tony was trailing along the edge of her stockings or the way his fingers followed the strap of her garter belt to the surprise she had arranged between classes that morning.

She had swapped out the layers slightly so that her panties could be removed without removing her garter.

Tony groaned at the discovery. He quickly grasped the hem of her underwear and began working them down her legs until they rested against the tops of her ankle boots. She lifted on foot to step out of them, inadvertently spreading herself slightly more. Just as much a strategist as James, Tony saw an opportunity and dived right in, face first. She jerked backward in surprise and would have fallen it it wasn't for Tony's grip on both cheeks of her ass.

He was clearly aware that they didn't have much time before their other commitments pulled them away. Instead of teasing like he usually did when he ate her out, Tony went immediately for her clit, flicking it with his tongue between sucking at it. He spread her cheeks, too, using the tips of his long fingers to rub gently at her asshole. They didn't have time today for that to be more than a tease, but oh, crumbles and cobblers, did it bring to mind the fun that they had.

Lily gripped his hair with both hands as she pressed her cunt harder on his face. Already, she could could feel her orgasm approaching with the same speed as the Knight Bus, only without the apparation bursts. Sensing it as well, Tony shifted his grip just enough that his thumbs could spread her labia to his questing tongue, his nose bumping obscenely against her clit as the tips of both his ring fingers dipped just barely inside her ass. The combination had her shaking over him as her orgasm hit her like it really was one of those tour buses.

It took a few minutes for her knees to lock enough under her to bear her weight. Tony just quietly held her through it. Periodically, he would give her cunny little kitten licks, just enough to make her shudder through a rippling wave of pleasurable aftershocks but not enough to tilt her towards overstimulation. She loosened her grip on his hair as gently as possible, still managing to pull out a few strands. She also straightened a bit over Tony's still kneeling form, finally managing to get one booted foot through the leg opening of her panties.

Then she shifted the hold into the petting mixed with scratching that he loved.

Tony made a sound that she felt against her sensitive clit and lips more than heard as the tiny licks started increasing in frequently. His thumbs rubbed insistently against her labia, pulling them apart so that her slick leaked out even more than it already was. He used his grip on her ass to pull her harder against his face, changing the angle just enough that she could feel how her own juices were trickling towards her ass. Tony used them to ease his way deeper into her ass.

Lily couldn't help shifting her hips restlessly, caught between the three points of pleasure. She couldn't do more without risking Tony losing his grip on her. As if to make up for the limitations in her movements, Tony exchanged licks for sucking intensely on her clit. Outside, there was a sudden roar as the sky unleashed the rain it had been threatening all morning, startling Tony into nipping her clit instead of merely sucking on it.

She came again with a startled scream.

This time, her knees didn't hold enough for Tony to keep her upright. With the grip he had on her intimate parts, he was able to guide her collapse enough that she landed straddling his thighs instead hitting the marble flooring of the entry way. She arched against him as she shuddered from the continued intrusions of Tony's fingers and thumbs. It was the perfect kind of torture, edging closer to overstimulation, especially when he buried his damp face into her neck and pressed biting kisses to the bare skin revealed by the way her head was tossed back.

"Please," Tony begged, barely intelligible with his mouth against her neck. He yanked her farther up his thighs so that she could feel the hard length of his cock beneath the placket of his trousers. She ground down against it, sparks of pleasure zinging from her clit to set her blood aflame. "Please."

"Orangery," Lily gasped out, desperation stealing away any firmness to the order. Not that Tony needed firmness, not like James would have. James would have argued to continue right where they were, and he probably would have won because she was always desperate for both of her lovers. Tony simply stood in one fluid motion, lifting her at the same time and making her clench at the show of strength, and began moving. "Oh, blueberry biscuits."

"Have I ever told you how much I love the way you curse in desserts?" Tony asked as they walked through the sitting room towards the orangery on the other end. He punctuated the question with his teeth against the base of her neck. She clenched around his fingers again and let out a loud moan.

They bumped into the door leading to the orangery. Lily used the slight leverage of having it against her back to press down on the fingers Tony still had in her ass and grind her swollen clit against his cock. Tony groaned and clenched his teeth tighter against her flesh. With one hand still gripping his curls and keeping him in place, she used the other hand to grasp wildly for the door handle.

Once the door was open, they stumbled through it. Tony managed to keep a hold of her as well as his footing, but it was a close thing. The jostling motion of it nearly made her come again. Lily pulled him away from her neck to kiss him.

"Bed," she commanded in between pecks. She nipped at his lips as he obediently carried her to the daybed custom-built to fit the corner opposite the door leading to the courtyard. It had the best view of both doors, actually, but most importantly, it also had the most unobstructed view of the sky through the glass roof. Perfect for stargazing when cold or wind would make being outside unappealing.

It was also perfect for fucking with a backdrop of a late November rainstorm.

Either sensing her mood or subtly expressing his own desire, Tony turned as he approached the bed so that he could sit down with her in his lap. She ran her hands through his hair, adding the light scratching that he loved so much. Trailing her fingers down his neck to his shoulders, she then pushed against his shoulders just enough to prompt him to lay back on the bed with the back of his knees against the edge of the triangular bed.

She followed him down, kissing him like he was a healing draught and she was dying. He tasted like coffee and blueberries and she couldn't get enough. She was starving for him, hungry for the submission that he so willingly offered up to her. He was hers, to possess, to claim, to love.

Lily trailed her fingers down his arms. The silk and linen of his shirt flowed beneath her fingertips just as easily as the skin of his forearms did. Grasping his wrists, she reluctantly removed his fingers from inside her, and with a little bit of creative wiggling, she managed to move his hands to cross wrists above his head. Then she sat up and raised to kneel over him, knees on either side of his hips.

Tony gazed up at her with open adoration. She could see the feeling reflected in his eyes, all the love and lust shared between them, multiplied when James was with them instead of divided. At the back of her mind, she had the hope that James could find a way to add a muggle to an established bond. Keep Tony permanently required honesty, because there was no way to hide magic long-term without giving it up completely and the geas enforcing the Statute required a magical bond to reveal the truth.

And she so wanted to keep him. For the rest of their lives and beyond if possible.

She reached between them to open his trousers. Reaching her hand inside, she undid the button on the front of his boxers. Then she slipped his hard cock through both openings, careful not to let the edges of his zipper near enough to catch on the delicate skin. She met that adoring gaze again, and held him firmly in place as she slowly impaled herself onto the rigid length. Once she was halfway down, she moved her hand out of the way, gripping the bed railings against either wall for leverage.

They moaned together as she bottomed out, the connection satisfying a deep seated itch in both of them. She could feel the way she fluttered around him. She could feel the way he pulsed in response, the way his muscles tensed as he struggled against the urge to just fuck up into her. On the railings, her hands clenched with a matching desire.

Rain lashed at the glass ceiling as if nature was reflecting the slick that poured from her cunt to drench Tony's suit trousers. He would have to change at least that article of clothing before he could leave. Still the thought of leaving a mark on him, something more primal than the Potter crest on his fob, wound her arousal tighter. Tony was hers, because that was what they both wanted.

When she felt that they had adjusted properly, Lily began to move. Her back arched as she rode him as if she didn't care about him, like he was a toy to be used for her pleasure just as much as the contents of the top drawer of the left nightstand. She fucked herself on his cock, adding a grinding motion each time she bottomed out that rubbed her clit just the right way. She brought herself pleasure with his body, and like the good boy that he was, Tony let her do it.

Lily could feel it building inside her again. She moved faster, desperate to find that peak once more. Her breast swayed with every thrust, the black lace of her royal purple bra scraping against the inside of her blouse. Her pencil skirt had been pushed up almost around her waist by the way her legs were spread around Tony's hips and thighs. What a sight they must make to anyone nosy enough to look in the wide windows of the orangery, fucking like they needed it to breathe and still mostly dressed.

Lightning flashed directly overhead. Thunder crashed hard enough that she could feel it in her bones. She felt him pulsing inside of her, flooding her insides with his hot come. The feeling triggered her own climax. She cried out with the force of it, screaming her pleasure for the storm outside to hear. Then she collapsed on top of him. They panted together as he softened inside of her and she clenched around him with every aftershock that made her shiver delightfully. Almost lazily, she sucked at his neck, just above his shirt collar.

The grandfather clock in the entrance hall chimed out to announce that it was now a quarter till the hour. Lily finished the mark she was making on Tony's neck with a sharp nip. Then she sat up to lean over to the far left pillow, pulling out a small plug made of glass.

Royal purple, of course.

She had planned her outfit today with the plan to match it.

Lily stood up, raising one boot to the bed beside Tony's leg. Then under his heated gaze, she slid the plug into herself, keeping Tony's come from escaping. Lowering her leg back to the floor, she carefully leaned over him to give him one last kiss and to tuck him back into his pants before doing up his trousers.

"Thanks for lunch, love," she said as she straightened up. She blew him a kiss. "Have fun in London."

Then she sauntered out of the room to the entrance hall where she had left her school stuff.