#harry potterangus macgyver

TWO WEEKS LATER…

Harry has moved back out of Mac’s, thanks to Mac. Mac found a beautiful apartment in the city a week ago, nice and cheap because he saved the owners life once, and was able to get Harry moved in just two days ago. Since then Mac has been out of the country for work and Harry has been on the job hunt.

Harry’s Apartment

As Harry walks into his building he stops by the mailboxes, opening his to find a couple of junk mail and magazines. As he turns around he accidentally bumps into someone, his mail falling to the ground.

“Oh! I’m sorry.”  The man says as he goes down to grab Harry’s mail.

Harry watches as the man leans back up. The man is gorgeous. He is tall, has this soft looking brown hair, deep green eyes and is wearing an expensive looking suit.

“Oh, no, don’t be sorry. It was my fault.”

“Are you new here? I haven’t seen you before.” He hands him his mail.

“Yeah. I just moved in a few days ago. Apartment 506.”

“612, nice to meet you.” They shake hands.

“Nice to meet you too. It’s good to finally meet someone here.”

“Well, I’m happy to be your first.”

“Well, you’re my first other than my boyfriend.” Something switches in the man’s eyes, but Harry doesn’t notice.

“Oh, how long have you guys been together?”

“Just a couple weeks, but we met over when I was living in England.”

“Well if you are lonely and your boyfriend is busy I’m happy to show you around the city. I have  friends all over the city so I can get you in anywhere you want.”

“Thanks so much.”

“Actually, if you aren’t doing anything tonight my friend is throwing a party at this new club he’s promoting.”

“Well… I don’t know…” Harry looks down at his mail.

“It’s fine if you can’t. I’m just being a friendly neighbor.”

“Actually… sure.” Harry blurts out, unable to take it back.

“Great! I’ll come to your room to pick you up at nine.”

“Great…” Harry doesn’t know why he feels awkward and nervous.

“My name’s Collin by the way.”

“I’m Harry.”

“Amazing name.” Collin grabs his mail and turns around. “Btw, love that scar.”

Harry is confused as Colling walks away.

EXACTLY 8 PM…

A knock on the door makes Harry jump. He, for no reason he can think of, looks into the mirror on the wall and checks his hair before walking to the door. Harry is shook at he sees Collin in the doorway wearing a suit like one he’s only seen on TV before.

“Hey Harry.”

“Hey. Nice suit.”

“Thanks.” Harry lets Collin in. “Is that what you’re wearing?” Harry looks down at his jeans and t-shirt.

“Um…”

“It’s fine. Let me see your closet.”

“In the bedroom, first door to the left.” Collin walks away and walks almost immediately back out of the room.

“Let’s go to my place. I’m sure I can find you something.” Harry smiles and follows Collin up to his room.

“Wow!” Harry almost shouts seeing Collin’s decked out penthouse.

“Sorry about the mess.” Collin walks into his bedroom.

“What mess?” Harry says under his breath.

“Here, try this on.” Collin hands him a light blue dress shirt and dark blue jacket and trousers with a light blue pocket square.

“Thanks by the way,” Harry says from the other side of the bedroom door.

“Oh, no problem. What else are friends for?”

Friends? Harry thinks about that. He hasn’t had a friend since he left his friends over in England. But this felt good, like he was finally going to get to have a normal life while he was over here. Though he had Mac, he was gone a lot for work and he needs someone else to be around.

“How’s this?” Harry steps out of the room with the suit on.

“Wow… just wow….”

“Thanks. Now we should really get going or we’ll be late.” Nolan just laughs at that as he opens the front door.

“The party started at eight. The later we are the better.” Harry is confused but just goes with it as he follows Collin out.

TWO HOURS LATER… 

Mac had made it home late from a mission and instead of going back home, he immediately goes to Harry’s. All he wants to do is kiss Harry and cuddle in bed, falling asleep slowly and comfortably. When mac arrives he knocks on the door. He waits and knocks on the door again. He starts to get worried and texts Harry.

MAC: At ur place. You home?

HARRY: …

Mac watches as those little does move and move and move until they disappear.

MAC: ???

This time there aren’t even dots. Mac runs his hands through his hair and just turns around to go home.

“Mac?” Harry yawns as he slowly begins opening his eyes to the bright light coming through the blinds.

He sits up in the bed, pulling the sheets up and over his chest, feeling slightly chilly. He looks around the room, no one is there but it seems to have been cleaned up a little. He notices his suitcase is missing and gets out of bed. On the dresser by the bed, he sees his clothes folded on top with a piece of paper sitting on them.

His first thought is not about his wand, but about the drawer. At first, it feels romantic, but then it starts to stress him out. The idea of moving in or even temporarily staying with Mac both scares him and makes him want to jump up and down like a gitty schoolboy. He gets dressed and walks out of the room. He walks over to the kitchen and opens the fridge to find a plate with an omelet and fruit with a note with his name on it. He sits down, eats his food, and thinks.

8 Hours Later…

Mac arrives back home with Bozer and he heads straight to his room. Mac goes in, ready to have some fun and just wants to cuddle with Harry. But Mac instantly notices something is off. First off, Harry isn’t there. Second, his suitcase is gone. And third, the note on the bed. Mac opens it to the address on a building about a mile away.

Mac nearly runs out of the house, Bozer worried as Mac doesn’t respond to him. He nearly gets in a car accident as he drives to the address. He walks into the front of the building, pushing past some people, and into the stairwell. He goes up to the third floor and starts looking for room 3012. He finds it and begins knocking frantically.

“Hey,” Harry says as he opens the door. “Why are you so sweaty and out of breath?”

“I…I… I thought you… what are you doing here?” Mac changes the subject.

“I woke up to a realization.” Harry lets Mac into his very dark and gross room. “I realized that, while I do love you… I can’t let my life revolve around just you.”

“Oh… yeah, of course.” Mac takes a seat on the small couch, the immediately stands up after feeling how crunchy it is.

“I truly do love you. I never want you to forget that. But I need to have my own place.” Harry grabs Mac face and brings it close to his. “This is all I can afford right now, but I’m going to get a job.” Harry kisses Mac.

“I understand.” Mac runs one hand through the side of Harry’s hair. “But I can’t let you live here.”

“Mac.”

“No.” Mac interrupts Harry. “Let me at least get you into someplace a little nicer. I can pay for the first couple of months until you get a job and save up some money.”

“Fine… but at least let me give you something else in return.” Harry begins unzipping Mac pants.

“No. You helped last night. It’s my turn.” Mac moves down to his knees and pulls Harry’s pants and underwear down.

“Wait. Let’s try something different.” Harry pulls Mac back up.

“Like what?” Harry moves forward and whispers into Mac’s ear. “Wow… sure!”

Mac takes rest of his clothes off and jumps onto the bed, a bit of dust flying into the air. Harry runs into the bathroom then back out with a couple of towels.

“You sure about this?” Harry asks once more while he walks to the side of the bed.

“Oh yeah.” Mac runs his hands through his hair before giving one hand to Harry.

Harry grabs one towel and ties Mac’s wrist to one of the bedposts. He goes around the bed, tying the rest of Mac’s arms and legs to the bed. Harry can’t stop smiling as he throws the rest of his clothes off and jumps on top of Mac.

“You are the most handsome man I’ve ever known!” Harry says before moving down and beginning to kiss him. “And your lips. God your lips! They’re so soft and plump… and god!” Harry sits on Mac’s chest, sliding his fingers into Mac’s soft hair. “And your hair… just wow… it’s absolutely magical.”

“Rea…” Before Mac can finish responding, Harry shoves a towel into his mouth.

“No speaking.” Harry moves down and places his hands on both of Mac’s thighs, pushing them open and immediately shoving his penis into Mac’s tight ass. “Fuck!” Harry is thrilled with this.

He grabs an extra towel he grabbed and whips Mac in the chest with it. He begins thrusting himself in and out of Mac. As minutes pass Harry is getting sweaty. His hair is getting wet and sweat is flopping around the room each time his hair flies up and down.

Mac is starring up at Harry in complete aww. Though he’s always felt older than Harry and more mature, he’s seeing Harry in a new light. Something about watching Harry grow into his own really makes him proud and more in love than before. Seeing Harry take charge of the moment really turns him on and he can’t stop imaging the things he wants to do.

“YESSS!” Harry shouts five minutes later as he explodes into Mac’s ass.

Harry slows down before sliding out of Mac. Mac is so ready to be untied and to attack Harry like never before, but Harry has different plans. Harry Moves up and on top of Mac, looking straight down at his face. Harry reaches over to the nightstand and grabs the candle lit. He slides down Mac’s body and starts tilting the candle, wax slipping off and down onto Mac’s chest.

Mac begins to groan loudly as the wax slide onto his skin and begins slipping down his body. Harry watches Mac’s face as he drops more hot wax onto his abs, slowly moving it down. He moves down even more and lets the little bit of wax left drop onto the shaft of Mac’s penis. Mac screams through the towel in his mouth. He screams louder and louder until suddenly he likes it and begins moaning.

“Good boy.” Harry puts the candle back on the table and pulls the towel out of his mouth.

“Oh wow.” Mac groans as he takes deep breathes.

“You like it?” Harry unties one of Mac’s wrists.

“Of course!” Mac unties his other wrist while Harry gets the ankles.

“Next time we’ll have to do something you’ve always wanted to do.” Mac just smiles.

“Definitely… but only once you’ve moved into someplace new that doesn’t make me feel like I just got a couple of bacterial diseases up my ass.”

“Definitely.” They kiss as Mac is untied.

“How ‘bout we start looking at some apartments back at my place?”

“That sounds like a good plan. Especially since I think I just saw something move in the bathroom.” The two laugh as they quickly get out of bed and get dressed, grabbing Harry’s bag and running out of the room.

Harry sits behind the bed, waiting and trying to listen to Mac talk to Bozer. He can’t hear much, but he hears something about a bomb and something about someone named Riley. Next he knows Mac opens the bedroom door barges in, closing the door behind him.

“What’s wrong?” Harry can see Mac looks scared and upset.

“Oh. Nothing.” He’s obviously lying. “I need to go though. Work stuff.”

“Yeah, of course.” Mac looks worried as he grabs his jacket and his phone.

“I’ll be back later. Just relax and make yourself at home.”

“Thanks. I will.” Harry is about to kiss Mac when he walks away and out of the room.

For the next couple of hours, Harry sits around the house. He watches some TV, plays some games on his phone, and evens snoops a little through Mac’s room. But other than that, Harry just sits there worried. He worries a lot about whether or not this was the right move. Did he really just give up Hogwarts, his friends, and his future for a guy he’s only met once? Or was this the chance of a lifetime? Could Mac be the one? If he didn’t come would he have missed out on the true love of his life? Just the idea of loving someone this much was intoxicating to him, he’s never had a feeling like this before.

“Harry.” Harry hears his name being called and begins opening his eyes.

The room is dark and quiet and right above him is Mac. He’s covered in dirt and has a gash on his forehead.

“Oh my god! Are you okay?”

“Shh.” Harry sits up next to Mac. “Bozer is in his room.”

“What happened?” Harry whispers. “I tried staying up but I was too tired.”

“It’s fine. It was just an accident at work.” Mac runs a hand through Harry’s hair. “I’m sorry about before.”

“What?”

“When you tried to kiss me I had just received some bad news and I just wasn’t thinking about you for a moment. I’m truly sorry. I realized what I did after I had already left and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. I"m just so nervous about messing this up. You came all the way here for me and I feel like if this messes up it’s all my fault.” Before Mac can continue ranting, Harry moves forward and begins kissing him.

“Stop it.” He kisses Mac again, running his fingers through his hair. “I love you. You love me. That’s all that matters right now. We have plenty of time to get to know each other. We will have some problems. We will fight. We will forget to kiss each other. But as long as we love each other, this will work out.”

“You’re amazing.” It’s all Mac can say.

“I know.” Harry helps Mac take his jacket off. “Now let me help clean you up then we can go to bed.”

“Thanks. Thanks for everything.”

“Tell me that after the shower.” Harry smiles before walking in the bathroom, the sound of the shower exciting Mac. “You coming?” Harry says as he walks to the bathroom door completely naked.

Mac begins taking his clothes off as he walks to the bathroom. He enters the bathroom naked, watching Harry enter the shower and the water spray onto his body. Mac follows in after him, pushing Harry deeper into the shower and his head under the water. Harry grabs Mac by the waist and pulls him in under the water with him. Mac’s hair, once wet, begins falling in front of his face. Mac runs his hair through his own hair, slicking it back.

They move in to begin kissing each other, Harry running his hands through Mac’s hair and Mac putting his hands on Harry’s butt. They continue kissing until Harry stops it a few minutes later. Harry moves his hands down Mac’s back, lightly kissing his neck. Then he moves down more, placing his hands on Mac’s firm butt cheeks as he kisses Mac’s pecs, then down and kisses his abs. He moves down to Mac’s penis and doesn’t even take a second to take his penis into his mouth.

“Oh…” Mac moans as Harry begins sucking on his penis. “Wow…” He moans even louder when Harry takes his balls into his mouth, licking them.

Harry begins moving his head back and forth, letting Mac’s penis in and out of his mouth, each time letting the tip smack the back of his throat. Mac wants it faster and grabs Harry’s head, gripping onto his hair. He starts moving Harry back and forth faster and faster. Though Harry almost chokes once or twice at first, Mac doesn’t stop and Harry doesn’t ask him to.

“Sooorrrryyy… almost therrreee… I haven’t…” Just then Mac explodes into Harry’s mouth. “Oh god!!!!” Mac pushes himself harder than ever before to not scream at the top of his lungs.

As Harry drinks all of the cum exploding from Mac’s penis, he can’t stop thinking about what exactly Mac was about to say before he climaxed. But at the same time, Harry can’t believe he’s gone without tasting Mac for so long.

“Thanks,” Mac says as Harry slides out and up to his feet.

“What… what was it you were about to say before…”

“I was going to say that I haven’t had sex or anything else since we were together. No one else was even close to measuring up to you.” Mac grabs Harry’s head and kisses him.

“God I’ve missed you.”

“Ditto.” Harry grabs the bar of soap and starts rubbing it against Mac’s shoulder.

It’s been two months. After Mac asked Harry to come back to the states, the rest of the night was pretty awkward. Harry told Mac he would have to think about it, but Mac knew what that meant.

Mac eventually had to go back home. It was a sad goodbye for both of them. They kissed. They had sex one, or five, more times. Then he left. Mac went home. Harry went back to spending all day every day with the Dursley’s. But as Harry sat in his bed under the stairs he couldn’t help but think about Mac. He thought about everything he wanted to do to Mac. He even thought about just sitting in bed and talking to Mac. He constantly thought about what it would be like to no longer live with the Dursley’s and to move to the states. To live in California and feel the warm sun.

Two months have passed since Mac came home and it just hasn’t been the same. He feels like he’s missing a part of himself. He has gone to work, done his job, hung out with friends, and put on a smile. Then he comes home and into his room, sitting in silence and thinking about Harry. He has constantly thought about Harry’s accent. His soft hair. His pillowy lips. And just how much he liked talking to him.

Today,

Mac has had quite a boring day at work. Though his friends are going to hang out at a bar, Mac has decided to go home and relax. As Mac drives up to the house he notices someone is sitting by the front door with a suitcase. Something in Mac knows exactly who it is. He speeds to his parking spot and runs out of the car without the keys. He runs to the front door and sitting there is Harry, looking up and smiling at him.

“Hey, Mac.” Harry’s voice warms Mac’s heart.

“I love you.” Mac blurts out. “I… I meant to say that before I left.” Mac takes a deep breath in.

“I know.” Harry moves up and begins kissing him.

As they kiss, Mac reaches for the front door and opens it with a card from his pants pocket. They rush in through the door.

“Wait. My bag.” Harry starts reaching for his suitcase.

“Later.” Mac slams the door shut and continues to push Harry back and into his room.

“Take it all off,” Mac says before pushing Harry onto his bed.

“Keep yours on,” Harry says to Mac, surprising him.

As Harry flings his clothes off, Mac keeps his on and walks over to his closet, grabbing a box of condoms. He walks up to the bed and empties the entire box of condoms on Harry’s naked body.

“That’s all?” They both laugh before Mac jumps on top of him and they begin kissing again.

They continue kissing for a while… a long while. It’s as if they haven’t had a drink since they last saw each other and are hydrating from each other’s mouths. But after a while they stop, Mac lying on top of Harry’s naked body.

“Ever since you left I’ve been thinking about what I want to do with you… to you…” Harry whispers.

“Really?” Mac licks his lips. “Like what?” Right then Harry grabs Mac by the waist and overpowers him, flipping him onto his back, getting on top of him.

“This.” Harry doesn’t waste a second before sliding up and shoving his penis into Mac’s mouth.

He pushes his penis straight down into Mac’s mouth and to the back of his throat. Mac gags for a second, but adjusts and begins to like it. As Harry begins moving up and down, in and out, he slides both his hands through the sides of Mac’s soft hair.

“Oh god, I’ve missed that head of hair of yours,” Harry mumbles out as he feels himself pre-cum.

Mac’s lips are suctioned onto Harry’s shaft, his tongue slipping out to tickle his balls every once and a while. Harry is sweating the longer this goes on. He doesn’t last much longer before exploding into Mac’s mouth. He feels his penis explode like never before. After just a second in Mac’s mouth, Harry takes it out and cum begins to shoot all over Mac’s face. Mac closes his eyes as cum shoots over his eyes. Harry pulls Mac’s head up and close to him, letting his cum shoot into Mac’s hair. As Harry’s penis begins to finish he sits up, letting Mac’s head down. The little bit of cum left in Harry flies onto Mac’s leather jacket.

“I love you. I love you. I love you.” Mac begins to shout uncontrollably.

“Wait. I’m not done yet.” Harry slides his penis onto Mac’s cheek, sliding his wet tip across his face.

Harry slides down, face to face with Mac. He begins kissing Mac’s cheek, slowly licking up the cum her sprayed on him. He moves across all of Mac’s face, cleaning up the cum he sprayed on him. Harry slides his fingers into Mac’s hair, Mac doing the same.

“Mac?” Mac hears Bozer’s voice and the front door close.

“Shit!” Mac pushes Harry off his body and onto the floor. “Oh! Sorry.” Mac grabs Harry’s shirt from the floor and begins wiping himself up.

“Mac?” He can hear Bozer is almost at his room.

“Yeah?” Mac runs out of his bedroom, closing his door and leaving Harry lying on the floor, confused and scared.

“Oh god…” Mac moans as he stops kissing Harry for just a second, reaching into his pocket and grabbing his room key.

“Damn I love your hair,” Harry says as Mac opens the door.

The two look at each other, smiling.

“I want you to ride me,” Harry says as they walk into the room and close the door.

“My pleasure.” Mac pushes Harry onto the bed, Harry quickly throwing his shirt off and getting to his belt.

Mac throws his leather jacket to the floor before running his hands through his hair and looking down at Harry while licking his lips. Their eyes meet as the two slides their pants down and off. The two take a second to look down at each other, both smiling. Mac runs and jumps onto the bed, both of them laughing and excited about this.

“This is gonna be one long night,” Mac says before reaching for a condom in his pants and ripping it open with his teeth.

Mac reaches down to Harry’s penis and grabs it. He begins rubbing it softly as it hardens. Once hard, Mac slides the condom onto Harry’s penis quickly, rushing to get to this already. Mac goes on top of Harry, his butt directly above Harry’s penis. Mac quickly drops down, biting his lip to overcome the pain he initially feels. That doesn’t slow him down because seconds later Mac grabs the bed polls and begins pulling himself up and dropping back down.

“Shit!” Harry shouts.

‘What’s wrong?“ Mac freaks out.

"I’m close.” Harry is embarrassed.

“That’s fine. Just enjoy it.” Mac kinda wants to laugh but holds himself back.

Mac continues, this time faster. Mac is surprised as five minutes pass and Harry hasn’t exploded yet. He can see in Harry’s face that he is forcing himself to keep it in. But at this point, Mac would be happy for Harry to finish as his arms are getting sore and tired. Mac is sweating harder than he ever has before, his long blonde locks wet and falling in front of his entire face.

“OH!” Harry shouts as he explodes.

Mac can feel as the condom breaks and warm cum shoots into him. Mac has no words for the feeling, slowing down just a little. Mac let’s go of one pole to run a hand through his hair, sweat flying through the air.

“Wow. Just wow.” Harry says, running a hand through his hair and looking at Mac’s sweaty abs.

Mac slides off of Harry and plops down next to him, taking deep breaths in. Mac places a hand on Harry’s arms, rubbing it. Harry looks over to Mac, just thinking about how lucky he is right now. He sits up, looking over to Mac and placing his hands on his chest.

“I… you have given me the best day of my life.” Harry holds himself back from saying what he wants to say.

“I’m happy I could do that.”

“Yeah… I truly love… your hair.” Harry runs a hand through Mac’s hair.

“Just say it.”

“Say what?” Harry sweats just a little.

“What you really want to say.”

“I love you. I know we just met, but you’re just so perfect and amazing and… spectacular!” Harry can’t believe he just said that.

“I think I could love you too.” Mac looks away, not wanting to show his feelings.

“Well let me see if this helps you get all the way there.” Harry reaches over to Mac’s penis and grabs it, quickly starting to rub it.

“Oh…” Mac lets out a small smile as Harry starts giving him a handjob.

Harry leans down and begins kissing Mac’s abs, slowly moving around. Each kiss he gives, he lightly sucks on Mac’s skin. As minutes pass Mac gets close to exploding and Harry has moved up to Mac’s pecs, lightly starting to suck on them. One of Mac’s hands run through Harry’s soft hair while the other on his back. Harry begins moving up a bit more and Mac reaches to Harry’s face and pushes his glasses up a bit, their eyes meeting.

“Will you come back with me? Back to the states?.” Just then Mac explodes, cum shooting into the air like fireworks.

“Oh…” Harry is surprised by the cum and the statement.