LOL! This is great! Love the expressions on both their faces!

Bwah-hahahahaha! You cheeky girl -- that's just what I thought he'd say!

Haha! I'm just going to pretend this is Minerva in cat form and that explains the bulge in his pants! ;)

This was such a wonderful way to start this event! THANK YOU!!

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Bwahahahaha!
That kitty seems really into it. *g*
And Severus' bulge seems to indicate he's enjoying it far more than is seemly. ;)
This is hysterical!

Bestiality is the BESTiality! Lol! (You even gave her kitty nips!)

LOL! This is too good for words! And oh my god, check the bulge in his trousers! God. I love the balloons! Awesome!

"Al—stop, we can't," Scorpius protested as Albus sunk to his knees in front of him. "Your family's just outside."

"Then keep quiet," Albus replied as he undid Scorpius's flies.

"But it's your birthday. I should be the one—"

"Exactly," Albus interrupted, before tugging down Scorpius's pants and revealing his hard cock. "It's my birthday, and I'll damn well blow you if I want to! Stop whinging and let me get my mouth on you."

"Yeah, yeah, okay," Scorpius breathed, shuddering as Albus's hot, wet mouth enveloped him.

Far be it for Scorpius to go against the birthday boy's wishes.

Nice one! Albus sure is a bossy one, isn't he?

Mmmm. Yep, looks like the BD boy gets what the BD boy wants. *g*
YUM!

Hey, what the birthday boy wants, the birthday boy gets! ;)

I love an obedient Malfoy... :D

*growls*

HOT!

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haha very hot and cute! I Love this pairing. <3

PERFECT IN EVERY WAY! \o/ I love that I can hear Scorpius breathless!

“Faster, just like that,” Severus whispered. The sound of flesh against flesh grew louder and more frantic. “Now kiss … No. With tongues, my girls. You know what I like.” He was completely erect, and stroking himself through his trousers. They really were a beautiful sight, like strawberries and honey entwined.

“Professor?” Luna’s dreamy voice was muffled. “If we go down on each other, may we each have a slice of your birthday cake?”

“We *are* dreadfully hungry,” Ginny agreed. “Though I’d rather like to swallow your cock.”

“Later,” he said, smirking. “For now, I have a few other things in mind.”

Oooo, naughty, naughty!

Oh my! Severus must have been a very good boy to get this sort of present. :)

Severus growls, driving deeper.

Harry bites his fist as Severus’ cock pounds his prostate. “Coming—” he gasps.

“Yes,” Severus hisses, teeth scraping Harry’s neck.

Harry trembles as his cock shoots come all over the desk. Severus follows moments later, groaning through his orgasm.

“I can’t believe we did that,” Harry says as they dress. “Anyone could’ve walked in!”

“Unlikely,” Severus murmurs. “This is Lucius’ private study.”

Harry raises an eyebrow. “Any particular reason you decided you had to fuck me over his desk?”

Severus smirks. “It may be his party, but I’ll leave him a special gift if I wish.”

Hope he saves room for dessert!

"You're married," Harry panted as Lucius fucked into him without pause.

"I am aware, Mr. Potter. What has that, have to do with this?"

"Narcissa will get mad."

Lucius snorted and fucked him harder. "She gave her permission. She is far more interested in my money, than my anatomy."

Harry pushed back and met the powerful thrusts even as he shook his head. "This is still so wrong."

He laughed, "My dear boy, this is my birthday, and I shall fuck whomever I wish. Especially you."

Harry could only moan in response. Who was he to deny a birthday wish?

~Fin~

"It...was...a...lovely...party..." Harry sputtered through his teeth in rhythm to Ron's cock pounding into his arse.

"Yeah?" Ron grunted, balling his fist in Harry's hair and tugging. "You didn't seem to be enjoying your party too much."

For a moment, Ron wasn't sure if Harry was going to respond and he could understand why as both their minds were elsewhere. But when Harry did talk, it was quiet and not what Ron was expecting.

"Birthday parties make me uncomfortable. I don't know what to do with them."

Ron stilled, buried deep in Harry who whined and looked over his shoulder to Ron, questioning.

Holding Harry tight, Ron rolled them both on their sides, raising Harry's leg so he could continue to fuck him--this time slow and tender--while he watched Harry lose his melancholy and the childhood trauma he wore sometimes when he didn't think anyone could see.

His pace was steady, irritatingly steady and he kept it up until Harry ordered him to stop. Not with words, but with fingers digging into Ron's hip, his teeth biting down on his lower lip, and his eyes urging.

Ron wrapped his arm around Harry's leg and brought it to his chest, opening him up so he could better hit the spot that made Harry grunt and gasp, beg and plead. Ron buried his head into the back of Harry's neck before biting down on his shoulder as he pumped deep, and came with a growl.

"No more parties," Ron whispered, wrapping his hands around Harry's cock, swiping his thumb over the tip.

"Mmmm, I like this party. I like this one... a lot," Harry said, rolling onto his back, kissing Ron.

Ron smiled as he slid down Harry's body and took his cock down his throat, stroking it with his tongue and jaw.

"Yeah, I like this party just fine," Harry said, putting his hands behind his back and looking down at Ron working his cock, milking him, swallowing his come with a greedy gulp before he looked up through his lashes.

"Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Happy Birthday."

Splat. Splat. Splat. The stench of maggoty haggis wafted anew through the dungeon as the last of the partygoers defiled the banquet table, rotten fish jostled from their silver platters sliding slimily to the stone floor. Blue-black candlelight dappled the incorporeal shapes bent over the table, abruptly stilled by an earsplitting keen that threatened to outlast the party itself and wake every inhabitant of the castle.

Nick turned the Wailing Widow around in his arms and silenced her with a kiss. “Madam,” he said presently, “I hope the trip from Kent proved worthwhile. And your sobriquet is very well-earned indeed.”

“Jamie, we can’t…” Teddy protested, trying halfheartedly to peel James off of him.

“It’s my birthday,” James stated shortly, reattaching his lips to Teddy’s neck.

“Yeah, I know I said once you were officially an adult but I didn’t mean during your party!” Teddy managed to extricate himself enough to look James in the eye, strong fingers wrapped around his wrists. “I don’t want to rush this, ‘kay?”

“Fine,” James sighed, and Teddy’s grip loosened enough for James to press forward pinning him against his bedroom wall. “I’ll just have to rub off on you, instead. Turn around, trousers down.”

Title: It's my party and I'll wank if I want to
Summary: It's James's eighteenth birthday party, but how can he possibly relax and have fun when Teddy's dressed like that?!
Pairing: James Sirius / Teddy Lupin
Rating: NC-17, of course!
Word count: 100

James shifted, tugging at his crotch.

He couldn't believe Teddy was wearing dragonhide trousers; he’d been hard the moment he saw them.

He’d struggled on all evening, but his jeans were too snug, his prick too hard … he needed relief.

James pushed through the crowd and snuck upstairs.

He shut his bedroom door, freed his swollen prick and began to wank frantically, barely stifling his moans.

James’s balls drew up, his breath caught … and the door flew open.

It was too late; James’s prick pulsed in his hand, spilling his release as he looked up at Teddy in horror.

“James?!”