Seven: Bill's Birthday
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Smuttier than normal.
Tonks finished up the last of her paperwork and locked her office, changing quickly inside and tossing her long coat over to keep warm. Apparating out to the street, she headed towards Gringotts, ready to pick up Bill for his birthday surprise.
She'd spent a great deal of time the past week talking with the owner of their favourite club until he'd managed to find a girl for them, one that would do what Bill wanted and keep her mouth shut. That suited Tonks just fine, and she'd decided to surprise him for his birthday with one of his fantasies.
Now she just had to find him in the bustle of the pre-holidays bank.
Bill was sitting at his desk, firmly NOT WORKING. It was his birthday, he'd been off the clock for ten minutes, and he was not about to get pulled into something so that he'd be late for Tonks.
Nope. Not going to happen.
Besides, he wasn't really old. This was a... Monday present. Right.
Tonks finally managed to fight, trip, and elbow her way back to his desk, leaving a trail of irate people behind her, as well as a few rude gestures. Really, getting between her and her husband? It just wasn't done.
Finally reaching him, she hopped up on his desk and grinned cheerfully. "You don't look terribly productive, love. It's obvious you're in need of a rescue from this dreadfully dull place."
"I wouldn't work after five! I promised you I'd be ready, and so I am." He grinned, standing up in his suspenders and tie, nuzzling her from behind.
So she could feel just how ready he had gotten.
Tonks practically purred at the feel of him, and then turned to give him an enthusiastic kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing close, so he could feel exactly how little she was wearing underneath the coat.
"We should get going, love. We're on a schedule tonight." That didn't stop her from snapping his suspenders lightly as she pulled back. She really liked those. Tossing him her bag, she shooed him off to change.
Bill took the bag, blinking but heading towards the men's washroom.
What was his little minx up to?
Tonks had packed up his favourite club gear, and paced impatiently, waiting for him to change and come back. She really wanted to get going and enjoy the evening, spoiling him rotten in the process, of course.
Pulling his cloak back over his clothes, Bill walked back out, taking his wife's hand with no shortage of glee.
"All right, what did you come up with for tonight then?"
Tonks leaned up on her toes to reach his ear and whispered so that no one could overhear. "Found us a girl, love. Made all the arrangements and everything. Just like you wanted. How's that for a lovely birthday present? Or would you rather have a watch?"
Bill merely took her hand, and led her out of the goddamned bank as soon as possible.
"... such a clever wife I have."
"I take it you don't want the watch then?" she asked teasingly, once they reached the street. "Because I was perfectly willing to buy you one."
Tonks wasted no time, however, in heading towards the club. It was rare that she could find something so fun to spoil him with, and she wanted to enjoy every minute of it.
Bill counted his luck all the way to the club. What a perfect wife he had.
"No watch. Unless it's me watching you, that is."
Tonks paused at the door and looked back at him. "It's your birthday. You can do whatever you want for however long you want. I'm determined to let you have your way all night."
With that, she entered and took off her coat, checking it happily, hoping he'd like the small silk dress and boots. It was a change from her normal leather and such, but it was his birthday, after all.
It was perfect, and Bill told her so, nibbling along her neck slightly. He smiled to himself. Tonight was going to be brilliant.
Tonks noticed the owner waving at her, and led her husband over. They were led to a room off the main area. There were large windows should they choose to let the crowd watch, but they could be darkened if they wanted privacy.
The woman in question was a regular at the club, known for her discretion and manners. Tonks grinned at the choice, and hugged her happily. "Bill, this is Anna. I'm sure you've seen her around?"
I have," Bill murmured, reaching out to trace her smooth cheek with one finger. Dark black hair, fiery green eyes. Oh yes. This was going to be quite good.
"As I told Nymph earlier, Anna, what I'd like to do is watch for a bit. I'm an old man, you know. I enjoy sitting back and taking in the world."
"I feel like it's my birthday, all of a sudden," Tonks teased, before shooing him over to a chair and turning to Anna. "It's his birthday, pet. I think we should entertain him, don't you?"
The other woman agreed and Tonks leaned forward to kiss her. She was a few inches taller so it made an interesting contrast to bend down to kiss someone. Then she remembered why she'd liked girls so much. They were so soft, and sweet.
It was only a matter of minutes, really, before both girls were bare and on the large bed, still kissing and hands roaming.
Bill sat back in his chair, watching them with heated eyes. He wouldn't last long with just watching, he needed to be far more active.
Stroking himself through the fabric, he called out. "... I think it's time for me to join, don't you? But you girls are so clever. You show me where I need to be." He was feeling very pliant in his old age. He'd take control in a bit, but for right now, they could lead.
Both women looked over at him and grinned. "Well love, first of all, you have far too many clothes on for my tastes. What about you, Anna?"
The other girl agreed, having seen Bill in action before. "Bare is better, and on the bed. We can figure it out from there."
Slowly, as if no one was in the room with him, Bill stripped, lying out on the bed with a smile.
"What the ladies want, I will provide."
Both women crawled over to him, distracted from each other by his presence. Silently deciding that he really deserved a bit of birthday spoiling, they set to work, hands and mouths busy all along his body, teasing and tempting him. Tonks was interested to see how long he could actually just lie back and enjoy it.
But Bill was very, very patient in his old age. Petting and stroking each of the girl's skin, he kept the guise of a man utterly content. And patient.
With a soft nudge and a finger, Tonks directed Anna to Bill's cock, indicating that she should take care of him for a while, which the girl was more than happy to do. Then Tonks moved up to his mouth, kissing him deeply while tangling her fingers in his hair. She wanted to see his face as that soft mouth took him in, watch his eyes.
Groaning, Bill devoured his wife's mouth, rather heedlessly thrusting his hips into the other girl's mouth. He'd be as careful as he could, but Tonks really was the focus of his whole world any more.
Tonks returned the kiss enthusiastically, before pulling back a bit to watch the other girl pleasure her husband. Deciding he was being far too passive, she tugged one of his hands between her spread thighs and leaned down to kiss him, stopping a breath above his lips. "Do something nice for your wife, old man?"
Bill snorted, pulling his hand away and instead wrapping them both around her hips. "Oh, I think I can do a touch better than that."
He tugged insistently at her hips, trying to bring her over his mouth.
Tonks went willingly enough, as it gave her a way to be with him and address the woman in front of her. When she was settled in place, she reached out, pulling her up for a warm, soft kiss before guiding her to turn around so that Tonks could touch her at the same time and returning her to her task.
Oh, how Bill loved these times. Tonks was already incredibly wet, and his able tongue did all he could to lick her clean. Really, it was the taste of her alone that made him hard any more.
The second set of lips on him didn't hurt either, though. Still, he had at least one fantasy he wanted to see in a bit.
Tonks put her hands to good use on Anna, making sure she was just as pleasured as they were. It would have been unfair otherwise. They'd invited her, after all, and she was terribly sweet. It was fascinating to feel her fingers sliding in and out of another woman again after so long, and she liked it, teasing the other girl in ways she realized she'd learned from her husband. Watching her squirm and pant over Bill, Tonks was reminded again of the many reasons she was a blessed woman.
Still, Bill had asked for something in particular. After Anna exploded on her hand and moaned around Bill, Tonks caught her attention and pointed to the nearby table, reminding her. While the other girl got prepared, Tonks enjoyed Bill's mouth for a bit longer before reluctantly pulling away.
"I believe you made a specific request, husband-mine?"
Bill smiled, sitting back. "To watch you and her go at it with certain toys? Letting me love you from behind at the same time? I think that may have come up, yes."
Bill's body was covered by a thin sheen of sweat, and he was barely able to hold in his excitement at this point. A few minutes of recounting Arithimancy tables, and he was back in control.
"I thought I remembered something like that." Grinning, Tonks beckoned Anna over and laid her down on the bed, hand tracing between her thighs and over the dildo she'd strapped on, noting that the girl had cleverly used the two-sided one, so that she was pleasured as well. "Such a good girl you are."
Running her mouth over all that pale, soft skin, stopping to bite lightly on each nipple, Tonks made her way to Anna's mouth and kissed her deeply. While they kissed, she swung a leg over the other girl, straddling her and taking the dildo in. It wasn't Bill, but it would do. She'd have him soon enough. Both girls gasped as their bodies shifted and adjusted.
It was all Bill could do not to peak just watching the two of them writhe together. But he had a part to play as well, after all.
Moving behind his wife, toying with Anna's nipples a touch himself, he reached for a bottle of oil. He wasn't sure he'd need it, as Tonks was extremely aroused herself, but he'd die before hurting her intentionally. Slowly, he eased himself into her, biting down on her neck.
Tonks hissed in pleasure as he slid in, forcing her body to relax around him. Then she started moaning, feeling herself so very full. It was incredible. Turning her head to kiss him roughly, she then turned again to Anna, ravaging her mouth. She'd let Bill set the rhythm for them. It was his birthday, after all.
Bill held back to a certain extent, wanting to watch for now. Dear God, they were amazing to watch like this. He was just as rough, savagely playing with whatever skin he could find on either girl. This was, after all, his birthday.
Both women were moaning, Anna as she fucked herself and Tonks by shifting her hips up, and as hands and lips touched her seemingly everywhere, Tonks as they both moved inside her and one of Anna's hands slipped between her thighs to tease at her, adding to the sensations while the other one pulled her down for another kiss. Her whole body was quivering with pleasure.
Finally, Bill decided to add a bit of icing on the cake.
"What a fucking smashing birthday. Two sluts, all my own. God, you're so fucking tight, Nymph. I'm going to come, but not until you do... you heard me, pet..."
He really was a master at this sort of thing.
Tonks cried out at that, having been pushed over the edge, her whole body shaking as she wailed and squirmed beneath him. She just wasn't able to hold off any longer. Anna went with her, her own soft cries adding to the mix.
Arms tight only around Tonks now, Bill let himself go with a final thrust, face buried in the crook of her neck. Dear God, this was a smashing birthday. "I love you," he murmured, as always, against her ear, shaking.
"I love you, too." She replied, turning her head to press kisses to his forehead. Shifting her hips, she allowed Anna to slide out from under her, and nodded her thanks. Settling onto the bed with Bill still behind her and inside her, Tonks tugged his arms around her as the other woman left. "Happy birthday, Bill."
Notes: Smuttier than normal.
Tonks finished up the last of her paperwork and locked her office, changing quickly inside and tossing her long coat over to keep warm. Apparating out to the street, she headed towards Gringotts, ready to pick up Bill for his birthday surprise.
She'd spent a great deal of time the past week talking with the owner of their favourite club until he'd managed to find a girl for them, one that would do what Bill wanted and keep her mouth shut. That suited Tonks just fine, and she'd decided to surprise him for his birthday with one of his fantasies.
Now she just had to find him in the bustle of the pre-holidays bank.
Bill was sitting at his desk, firmly NOT WORKING. It was his birthday, he'd been off the clock for ten minutes, and he was not about to get pulled into something so that he'd be late for Tonks.
Nope. Not going to happen.
Besides, he wasn't really old. This was a... Monday present. Right.
Tonks finally managed to fight, trip, and elbow her way back to his desk, leaving a trail of irate people behind her, as well as a few rude gestures. Really, getting between her and her husband? It just wasn't done.
Finally reaching him, she hopped up on his desk and grinned cheerfully. "You don't look terribly productive, love. It's obvious you're in need of a rescue from this dreadfully dull place."
"I wouldn't work after five! I promised you I'd be ready, and so I am." He grinned, standing up in his suspenders and tie, nuzzling her from behind.
So she could feel just how ready he had gotten.
Tonks practically purred at the feel of him, and then turned to give him an enthusiastic kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing close, so he could feel exactly how little she was wearing underneath the coat.
"We should get going, love. We're on a schedule tonight." That didn't stop her from snapping his suspenders lightly as she pulled back. She really liked those. Tossing him her bag, she shooed him off to change.
Bill took the bag, blinking but heading towards the men's washroom.
What was his little minx up to?
Tonks had packed up his favourite club gear, and paced impatiently, waiting for him to change and come back. She really wanted to get going and enjoy the evening, spoiling him rotten in the process, of course.
Pulling his cloak back over his clothes, Bill walked back out, taking his wife's hand with no shortage of glee.
"All right, what did you come up with for tonight then?"
Tonks leaned up on her toes to reach his ear and whispered so that no one could overhear. "Found us a girl, love. Made all the arrangements and everything. Just like you wanted. How's that for a lovely birthday present? Or would you rather have a watch?"
Bill merely took her hand, and led her out of the goddamned bank as soon as possible.
"... such a clever wife I have."
"I take it you don't want the watch then?" she asked teasingly, once they reached the street. "Because I was perfectly willing to buy you one."
Tonks wasted no time, however, in heading towards the club. It was rare that she could find something so fun to spoil him with, and she wanted to enjoy every minute of it.
Bill counted his luck all the way to the club. What a perfect wife he had.
"No watch. Unless it's me watching you, that is."
Tonks paused at the door and looked back at him. "It's your birthday. You can do whatever you want for however long you want. I'm determined to let you have your way all night."
With that, she entered and took off her coat, checking it happily, hoping he'd like the small silk dress and boots. It was a change from her normal leather and such, but it was his birthday, after all.
It was perfect, and Bill told her so, nibbling along her neck slightly. He smiled to himself. Tonight was going to be brilliant.
Tonks noticed the owner waving at her, and led her husband over. They were led to a room off the main area. There were large windows should they choose to let the crowd watch, but they could be darkened if they wanted privacy.
The woman in question was a regular at the club, known for her discretion and manners. Tonks grinned at the choice, and hugged her happily. "Bill, this is Anna. I'm sure you've seen her around?"
I have," Bill murmured, reaching out to trace her smooth cheek with one finger. Dark black hair, fiery green eyes. Oh yes. This was going to be quite good.
"As I told Nymph earlier, Anna, what I'd like to do is watch for a bit. I'm an old man, you know. I enjoy sitting back and taking in the world."
"I feel like it's my birthday, all of a sudden," Tonks teased, before shooing him over to a chair and turning to Anna. "It's his birthday, pet. I think we should entertain him, don't you?"
The other woman agreed and Tonks leaned forward to kiss her. She was a few inches taller so it made an interesting contrast to bend down to kiss someone. Then she remembered why she'd liked girls so much. They were so soft, and sweet.
It was only a matter of minutes, really, before both girls were bare and on the large bed, still kissing and hands roaming.
Bill sat back in his chair, watching them with heated eyes. He wouldn't last long with just watching, he needed to be far more active.
Stroking himself through the fabric, he called out. "... I think it's time for me to join, don't you? But you girls are so clever. You show me where I need to be." He was feeling very pliant in his old age. He'd take control in a bit, but for right now, they could lead.
Both women looked over at him and grinned. "Well love, first of all, you have far too many clothes on for my tastes. What about you, Anna?"
The other girl agreed, having seen Bill in action before. "Bare is better, and on the bed. We can figure it out from there."
Slowly, as if no one was in the room with him, Bill stripped, lying out on the bed with a smile.
"What the ladies want, I will provide."
Both women crawled over to him, distracted from each other by his presence. Silently deciding that he really deserved a bit of birthday spoiling, they set to work, hands and mouths busy all along his body, teasing and tempting him. Tonks was interested to see how long he could actually just lie back and enjoy it.
But Bill was very, very patient in his old age. Petting and stroking each of the girl's skin, he kept the guise of a man utterly content. And patient.
With a soft nudge and a finger, Tonks directed Anna to Bill's cock, indicating that she should take care of him for a while, which the girl was more than happy to do. Then Tonks moved up to his mouth, kissing him deeply while tangling her fingers in his hair. She wanted to see his face as that soft mouth took him in, watch his eyes.
Groaning, Bill devoured his wife's mouth, rather heedlessly thrusting his hips into the other girl's mouth. He'd be as careful as he could, but Tonks really was the focus of his whole world any more.
Tonks returned the kiss enthusiastically, before pulling back a bit to watch the other girl pleasure her husband. Deciding he was being far too passive, she tugged one of his hands between her spread thighs and leaned down to kiss him, stopping a breath above his lips. "Do something nice for your wife, old man?"
Bill snorted, pulling his hand away and instead wrapping them both around her hips. "Oh, I think I can do a touch better than that."
He tugged insistently at her hips, trying to bring her over his mouth.
Tonks went willingly enough, as it gave her a way to be with him and address the woman in front of her. When she was settled in place, she reached out, pulling her up for a warm, soft kiss before guiding her to turn around so that Tonks could touch her at the same time and returning her to her task.
Oh, how Bill loved these times. Tonks was already incredibly wet, and his able tongue did all he could to lick her clean. Really, it was the taste of her alone that made him hard any more.
The second set of lips on him didn't hurt either, though. Still, he had at least one fantasy he wanted to see in a bit.
Tonks put her hands to good use on Anna, making sure she was just as pleasured as they were. It would have been unfair otherwise. They'd invited her, after all, and she was terribly sweet. It was fascinating to feel her fingers sliding in and out of another woman again after so long, and she liked it, teasing the other girl in ways she realized she'd learned from her husband. Watching her squirm and pant over Bill, Tonks was reminded again of the many reasons she was a blessed woman.
Still, Bill had asked for something in particular. After Anna exploded on her hand and moaned around Bill, Tonks caught her attention and pointed to the nearby table, reminding her. While the other girl got prepared, Tonks enjoyed Bill's mouth for a bit longer before reluctantly pulling away.
"I believe you made a specific request, husband-mine?"
Bill smiled, sitting back. "To watch you and her go at it with certain toys? Letting me love you from behind at the same time? I think that may have come up, yes."
Bill's body was covered by a thin sheen of sweat, and he was barely able to hold in his excitement at this point. A few minutes of recounting Arithimancy tables, and he was back in control.
"I thought I remembered something like that." Grinning, Tonks beckoned Anna over and laid her down on the bed, hand tracing between her thighs and over the dildo she'd strapped on, noting that the girl had cleverly used the two-sided one, so that she was pleasured as well. "Such a good girl you are."
Running her mouth over all that pale, soft skin, stopping to bite lightly on each nipple, Tonks made her way to Anna's mouth and kissed her deeply. While they kissed, she swung a leg over the other girl, straddling her and taking the dildo in. It wasn't Bill, but it would do. She'd have him soon enough. Both girls gasped as their bodies shifted and adjusted.
It was all Bill could do not to peak just watching the two of them writhe together. But he had a part to play as well, after all.
Moving behind his wife, toying with Anna's nipples a touch himself, he reached for a bottle of oil. He wasn't sure he'd need it, as Tonks was extremely aroused herself, but he'd die before hurting her intentionally. Slowly, he eased himself into her, biting down on her neck.
Tonks hissed in pleasure as he slid in, forcing her body to relax around him. Then she started moaning, feeling herself so very full. It was incredible. Turning her head to kiss him roughly, she then turned again to Anna, ravaging her mouth. She'd let Bill set the rhythm for them. It was his birthday, after all.
Bill held back to a certain extent, wanting to watch for now. Dear God, they were amazing to watch like this. He was just as rough, savagely playing with whatever skin he could find on either girl. This was, after all, his birthday.
Both women were moaning, Anna as she fucked herself and Tonks by shifting her hips up, and as hands and lips touched her seemingly everywhere, Tonks as they both moved inside her and one of Anna's hands slipped between her thighs to tease at her, adding to the sensations while the other one pulled her down for another kiss. Her whole body was quivering with pleasure.
Finally, Bill decided to add a bit of icing on the cake.
"What a fucking smashing birthday. Two sluts, all my own. God, you're so fucking tight, Nymph. I'm going to come, but not until you do... you heard me, pet..."
He really was a master at this sort of thing.
Tonks cried out at that, having been pushed over the edge, her whole body shaking as she wailed and squirmed beneath him. She just wasn't able to hold off any longer. Anna went with her, her own soft cries adding to the mix.
Arms tight only around Tonks now, Bill let himself go with a final thrust, face buried in the crook of her neck. Dear God, this was a smashing birthday. "I love you," he murmured, as always, against her ear, shaking.
"I love you, too." She replied, turning her head to press kisses to his forehead. Shifting her hips, she allowed Anna to slide out from under her, and nodded her thanks. Settling onto the bed with Bill still behind her and inside her, Tonks tugged his arms around her as the other woman left. "Happy birthday, Bill."