Fantasy #16 for amightypenguin Title: Playtime and The King's Chamber Author:irana Recipient:amightypenguin Pairing: Bill/Harry Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 1,185 Summary: Bill and Harry enjoy their playtime. Disclaimer: Not mine… but oh, if they were…. Highlight for Warnings: * exhibitionism, voyeurism, mentions of semi-public and public sex, crossdressing* AN: Written for the 2008 fall_fantasia Exchange fest. Beta: unbroken_halo, thanks love.
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It had surprised Bill to learn just how open and adventurous a lover Harry was at age twenty five. Considering how shy and slightly clueless Harry had been as a teen, Bill had expected Harry to be the type Bill would need to coax into trying new things, although given penchant for jumping into things, perhaps he should have known better. With Harry, Bill was able to explore many of the things he'd longed to try but hadn't been able to due to a lack of interest – or willingness to experiment – in his past partners.
They'd taken to having something they called 'playtime', a time they specifically used for whatever deliciously naughty thing they could come up with. Once Harry had blown him in a Muggle restaurant and made Bill come so hard he'd doubled up over the table. The waiter had hurried over to make certain he was alright and to this day Bill couldn't remember what he'd said to the man to make him go away. Harry had come up from under the table licking his lips, eyes dancing in merriment.
Another time they'd been shopping for robes and Bill had teased Harry by stroking himself off inside the booth they'd been meant to try their robes on in with the door wide open. He'd just finished and spelled himself clean when Madam Malkin came bustling around the corner, more robes over her arm. She'd been understandably confused when both Bill and Harry had burst out laughing when they saw her. They'd explained it away as a private joke.
The last time they'd 'played' Harry had talked Bill into crossdressing with the promise that he'd do it next time and make it really special for Bill. Bill had felt a little uncomfortable at first, unused to women's clothing, but the reaction from Harry when he'd seen Bill lounging on the bed in the loosely laced corset, mini skirt and thigh boots had been well worth the discomfort. Besides, he hadn't been dressed in the stuff for long although Harry had left on the boots.
There had also been that time on the train when Harry had dressed in a short, flirty black skirt – the hem of which flared when he walked – and a girl's white button down shirt. He'd worn flat heeled black boots that stopped just at his knees and had lengthened his hair so it reached his shoulders. Bill hadn't known if Harry was wearing knickers or not, as Harry had been careful not to let him see.
Harry had ground his arse into Bill's cock in the middle of the car, surrounded by people, and Bill had shorted out the lights in their car, lifted Harry's skirt with every intention to prepare him only to find his lover naked under the skirt and ready for him. He'd slid inside him with a barely suppressed groan, and when the lights had come back on he'd been buried in Harry to hilt, rocking back and forth with the motion of the train. It had been one of the sexiest and most outrageous things Bill had ever experienced.
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Today, they were trying something else. Harry had been very secretive about this one, mainly because Bill had lost the bet they'd had going over Ron and Snape getting together. That wager had earned Harry the right to plan something for their playtime and Bill's willing obedience in whatever scheme Harry came up with.
He dutifully allowed Harry to blindfold him as they Apparated to their destination, then stayed that way until they were inside. Once the blindfold was removed, it took Bill a while to acclimate to the darkness of the… place… they were in.
"Where are we?" he asked.
Harry flushed a little, not that Bill could really tell in the low light of the place. "It's a sex club," Harry said baldly. He'd brought Bill past all the open areas, as he hadn't booked their time here for that. "They have themed rooms, and well, one of the walls in the one I chose isn't really a wall, just spelled glass, so if someone wants to watch, they can watch without us seeing them."
Bill blinked, and then a slow smile spread on his face. "You really are an exhibitionistic little tart, aren't you?"
Harry smirked. "As if you aren't the same way. Come on; let me show you our room."
Bill followed Harry down the darkened hallway until he stopped in front of a room called The King's Chamber. The room itself was brightly lit when Harry opened the door, and was ornately decorated; perfectly suited to nobility. The huge bed was raised off the floor on a square of stone, and had ornate columns for bedposts crowned by a beautifully detailed canopy. There were rich green curtains hanging open to reveal the bed, which looked as though it had just been left.
"I um… asked them to leave the bed looking as though we'd just got out of it," Harry explained with a blush as he lowered the lights. "Normally it's all made up and neat and well… I have something in mind and that wouldn't work for what I wanted."
Bill shook his head and said, "Alright then. Where do you want me?"
Harry flushed and pointed to the small stone step by the bed. As Bill moved towards it though, he changed his mind. "No, wait," he said. "Take off all your clothes and get on the bed. He was already half out of his own clothing when Bill began taking his off.
"Eager?" Bill teased.
"Always," Harry replied. "Now shush. You're supposed to be mine this evening. No talking until I say so."
One brow rose, but Bill nodded and continued to remove his clothing. Once Bill was seated on the bed, Harry had him lay back, spread his legs and then instructed him to touch himself. "You can touch anything you want but your cock," he clarified as he settled against the nearest column post to watch.
Harry loved to watch Bill do this; it was one of the sexiest things he had ever seen. The only thing sexier was watching Bill finger himself, and he decided he wanted him to do that too. "Suck on your fingers," he said, voice already husky with desire. He wasn't going to be able to wait long… he'd wanted and planned for this for far too long.
Bill grinned at him before he slid two fingers into his mouth and sucked on them in the lewdest display Harry had seen from Bill ever. When Bill moved his wet fingers to pull and twist on his nipples, Harry climbed onto the bed with Bill and grasped his cock.
"I'm going to make you come this way, Bill," he murmured as he stroked once firmly up and down. "And then I'm going to fuck you blind," he finished before he lowered his head and wrapped his lips around Bill's prick.
Bill, groaned, eyes sliding closed as he gave himself over to pleasure. This would definitely be a night to remember.