"I'm sure I should probably be offended by that," he replied, smiling. "Prick."
He let Stephen pull him closer, looking at him and trying to spot any loopholes. He supposed his version of harassed could be very different to Stephen's but that was about it. He had no desire to be alone on his birthday. "Okay, no harassing the house elf. I'll behave myself, I promise."
He groaned low in his throat when Stephen pushed them closer together, cock stirring at the friction and the fact that Stephen's hands and lips felt so good on his skin. "Definitely," he agreed between kisses, ignoring his breakfast for Stephen as he rolled his hips down. "Very, very good."