Hogwarts Legacy Oneshots

*Hard Wood & Overflow*

(Written by Belilula, edited by Abidolly)

Characters: Victor Rookwood (POV), Theophilus Harlow

Warning: 18+, NSFW, use of alcohol, graphic description, explicit scenes, objectification

A/N: I know Pride Month is over but we can still celebrate it! :)

Editor's Note: This is different from most of the stuff I've ever read and I loved it. But a certain sentence from this Oneshot will hunt me forever. You've been warned!

Description: Rookwood and Harlow deepening their friendship...

"We've got to somehow round up the whole group and capture it." Theophilus Harlow scratched his bald head, flipped through the map and made notes.

"Boy, I have absolutely no interest in bloody Diricrawls. The only thing I care about is this damned young student who is thwarting my plans! That's why you took me on this shitty tour." I said annoyed.

Harlow didn't even look at me, he continued to study the map of the forbidden forest. „I don't give a damn about the student, Rookwood. I have more important things to take care of." he said blankly.

"Merlin's beard I really need something to drink... Do you have anything here in your tent?" I asked him while massaging my temples.

My stress level had been so high since coming along on my accomplice's field trip. I have no idea why I was still here at all. At the beginning he babbled something about the fact that the student often stayed in the woods with another weird kid and that the two were therefore easy prey. But so far there has been no trace of them.

"Hey, Nia! Bring us a Firewhiskey and two glasses, pronto!" Harlow shouted out. It only took a moment before the curtain of the tent was pushed aside and a beautiful young woman, not older than 25, appeared with the desired bottle and two goblets.

She wore a black blouse that was low-cut, with a corset over it that lifted her breasts so far that she could have rested her own head on them. Her face was stunning and she pursed her lips as she placed the goblets on the table. She took a glance at me from under her lashes and blinked lasciviously.

Without a shame I stared at her cleavage while she filled the goblets with the Firewhiskey. She put down the bottle and turned around with a sweeping movement, her long black hair swirled across my face. Her floral scent filled my nostrils and awakened my hunting instincts.

As quickly as she had come, she disappeared behind the curtain of the tent. "Harlow, you lucky bastard! You brought a chick like that up here? Those tits... amazing!" I commented.

He shook his head vehemently and picked up his goblet filled with the whiskey. „Oh my friend, keep your hands off her, she's off limits. All my girls have run away from me because I've tried to get them laid. I can't lose her."

"What a shame. Her tits are awesome, I would have loved to come on them." just the thought aroused me, after all those days in this forest I could use a distraction.

Apparently Harlow felt the same way. "Yeah my friend, I know what you mean. I love her ass, those round cheeks almost invite me to grab her and fuck the shit out of her. Gosh I would love to bury my cock in her naughty mouth."

Harlow sat back in his chair and took a sip of the Firewhiskey. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him rub his hand over the bulge in his pants.

My body reacted to that girl out there just like his. The tent in my pants were even more visible than his.