I do not own Harry Potter, or Ironman/Avengers!
WARNING: Explicit content! ( It is Tony Stark!)
Just a note, I am picturing Harry looking like Model Jon Kortajarena, only with green eyes. Tony Stark is always Robert Downey Jr.
Chapter 7
Four hours, and one screaming match with his assistant later, and Tony and Harry were boarding Tony's jet to London.
Tony and Harry sat down in the plush, leather seats. "I have something to show you after take off." Tony said with a sexy smirk.
Harry gave him a sexy, lopsided grin. "Something to show me, hmm? Is it a little something, or a big something?" He asked, impishly.
Tony chuckled, reaching over to snag Harry's hand. He raised the hand to his mouth, his tongue darting out to lick the nearest digit. He wrapped his tongue around the tip, sucking it into his mouth. Harry moaned, both at the feeling, and the look of pure want on Tony's face. A cough broke their stare, and they both turned their heads to where the noise came from.
A flustered looking blond girl in a stewardess uniform was there, looking down at the floor. A violent blush stained her cheeks. "Sirs? Please fasten your seatbelts. Can I get you a drink after takeoff?" She asked, pulling herself together.
"I'll have a Jack and Ginger, if you have Ginger Ale?" Harry said, taking pity on the poor girl.
"Really? I have never known you to drink hard liguor." Tony said, surprised. He hummed, Harry was probably more rattled than he appeared. "Bourbon on the rocks for me." He said, then turned his attentions back to Harry.
They both buckled their seatbelts, and chatted during takeoff. Both flew regularly, and were not anxious at all. After sipping their drinks, Tony stood up. He pulled on Harry's hand, motioning for him to stand. "Ah. Are you ready to show me your 'thing'?" Harry said, mouth twisting in a smirk.
Tony grinned. "Always, anytime." He said with a comical leer. He led Harry to the back of the plane, where there was a door. Tony opened it with a flourish, guiding Harry into a small bedroom. He wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, and nuzzled his neck. "You smell devine." He whispered, running his hands over Harry's abs. Tony absolutely loved Harry's body, and could not stop touching it.
Harry leaned back into Tony, grinding his ass against him. He moaned, then slowly ran his hand down over the zipper of Harry's pants, rubbing his cock lightly through the fabric. "Mmm, Tony." He groaned. Harry turned around in Tony's arms, and kissed him fervently. Their tongues tangled, and Tony gripped Harry's ass tightly.
"Baby, let me make you feel good." Tony said, then started tugging on Harry's belt.
"Anything you want, Tony." Harry said, sighing into the side of Tony's neck.
Tony moaned, then looked up into Harry's eyes. "I'm going to suck you, then I'm going to fuck you. Any objections?" He said, pulling Harry's pants down, and pushing him to sit on the edge of the bed.
Harry moaned, as Tony dropped to his knees in front of him. "You look so hot on your knees, Tony." He said through clenched teeth. He needed this- he needed release. Tony proceeded to lick a stripe up his weeping cock.
"Mmmm. Delicious." Tony said, then sucked Harry into his mouth.
Tony's mouth was wicked, and it quickly had Harry losing all inhibitions. The feeling of Tony's hot mouth around his cock, and the suction around him was driving him wild. "Tony! God! You were made to suck cock, baby." Harry moaned, thrusting lightly into Tony's stretched - wide mouth.
Seeing Harry come apart was making Tony ache. His cock was trapped in his tight pants, and he redoubled his efforts to make Harry come. Harry grabbed Tony's head, pushing him further down his cock.
Tony swallowed around his throbbing prick, making Harry bellow in pleasure as he came, thrusting into Tony's tight throat.
Tony pulled off of Harry, licking him clean. "I'm sorry if I got too rough, I..." Harry started, as Tony cleared his throat.
"No. That was hot as fuck, don't apologise." Tony said, yanking off his clothes. Tony's voice was wrecked, and his throat was raspy. "Take off your clothes." He stated, and Harry quickly complied.
Tony returned to the bed, naked and hard, with a condom and some lube. He ran his eyes over Harry's naked body, looking at him in pure want. It made Harry's spent dick twitch. He ran his hands up Harry's legs, slowly. He completely ignored Harry's groin area, and continued stroking Harry, rubbing his hip bones.
"Hands and knees, Harry." Tony said, command in his tone. Harry moaned, already half hard again. He scrambled over onto his knees, his shoulders flexing.
The sight of Harry bent over for him, the lines and muscles of his shoulders, back, ass and thighs flexing, had Tony groaning. "So hot, baby. Wanna fuck you so bad." Tony said, squeezing Harry's ass, and rubbing a lubed finger against his entrance. He prepared Harry quickly, yet thoroughly, rubbing Harry's prostate almost constantly.
Harry was a moaning, writhing, mess. "Please, Tony. Please!" He begged, rubbing his ass against Tony's throbbing cock.
Tony let out a harsh breath, and quickly put on a condom. Lubing himself, he then lined himself up. Tony started nudging into Harry, stroking his sides lovingly. Once the head was in, he slid in in one, long thrust.
Tony dropped his head against Harry's shoulder, moaning in pleasure. "Yes, baby. You feel so amazing." He said, then gripped Harry's hips. He started thrusting carefully, toes curled in pleasure. He finally found Harry's prostate, wrenching a filthy moan out of Harry.
"YES! Right there, Tony!" Harry cried, pleasure shooting through him.
Tony started thrusting hard and fast, gripping Harry's hips, tightly. The sound of moans and cries of pleasure was ringing through the plane, leaving no doubt as to what was going on in the bedroom. "So tight, Harry. So good." Tony moaned mindlessly. He reached around, gripping Harry's erection, and started to pump his hand back and forth.
"Oh, God! Harder, Tony!" Harry screamed, arching his back in pleasure.
Tony grunted, speeding his thrusts. "So hot, baby. So fucking hot."
Tony rammed into Harry's prostate, causing his entire body to tense. His orgasm hit him like a freight train, making him scream in extacy. He clenched tightly around Tony's cock, causing his thrusts to stutter.
Tony closed his eyes, pleasure flooding his body. He thrust three more times, then came, biting into the side of Harry's neck as he tried to muffle his screams. He pulled out, exhausted, and rolled over onto his side.
Harry collapsed forward, lying on his stomach. "You ok, Hare bear?" Tony asked, running a finger over the bite mark on his neck. He really did not mean to mark Harry, but the fact that he had made him feel smug.
"Hmmm." Harry hummed, feeling completely spent. He could not move if he tried.
Tony snorted, then got a wet washcloth. He gently washed Harry off, whispering endearments, and kissing each newly cleaned spot. "That was amazing, but I am getting older. Let's take a nap." Tony said, spooning Harry from behind.
The dozed, feeling warm and content. A couple of hours later, they got up and dressed. After landing, Tony and Harry were quickly expedited through security. As they came towards their luggage, Harry noticed Dobby standing next to the luggage cart.
"Dobby! Good to see you!" Harry said, giving Dobby a quick hug. "Tony, this is my friend Dobby. He also moonlights as my Butler. Dobby, this is my boyfriend Tony Stark." He said, introducing them.
"Good evening Sir. Welcome to London." He said. "The Press is here in force, Sir. It may be tricky to get out." Dobby said.
"Did you bring Security?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Sir. Crabbe and Goyle are here."
"Hey, Vince. Greg." Harry said, noticing the silent, hulking figures of his old school mates. "One of you lead Tony, the other on me. Dobby, you take the rear." He said. Harry took Tony's hand, and they made their way through the Press as quickly as they could. Tony was used to paparazi, but this was insane!
As they entered the car to get to Harry's London Townhome, they never knew that a controversial picture would set tongues wagging the next day.