where: Walden’s tent who: Walden MacNair and Daniel Fawley ( @drfawley )
(cw: slightly nsfw)
It was still a few hours away from the game but Walden’s already been getting what he came for. No pun intended. There he was at his tent, lying naked and wet from sweat and other things. He couldn’t be bothered to wipe everything off right away. Instead, he reached for a nearby pack of cigarettes and lit one stick. Beside him was Daniel, someone Walden every now and then hits up for a little action in the Ministry lavatory.
Don’t get him wrong. The cramped space of bathroom stalls, the need to keep things silent, and the possibility of getting caught made their trysts incredibly exhilarating. But there’s only so much you can do when you can’t flip your paramour around and maneuver him in different positions so that he becomes more accessible.
Walden finished his stick before throwing it to the ground and turning to the man beside him. He might hate Aurors with so much disgust but it always feels good after fucking one. “So...” he started after exhaling the last puff of smoke from his lungs, “are you ready for round two?”












