A/N: Written when gidgit2you "challenged" me to write some smut with a very not sexy prompt (which is the very first line). LOL So, here you go!

Lunch Time (Bill x Luna)

The bread was one day past expiry, and the mayo had been left out to congeal. Bill sighed heavily and leaned his forehead against the refrigerator door, frowning.

He only had about thirty minutes left for a lunch break, and he had really wanted a quick sandwich before he had to get back to the bank. There was leftover meat sitting on the top shelf of the fridge – thinly sliced roast beef that was this side of raw – calling his name, and he was about to just eat it without anything else.

Just as he was about to reach out and tug the door open again, he froze when Luna waltzed into the kitchen with a plate in her hand. Sitting on the plate was a huge roast beef sandwich and a large pile of his favorite crisps.

Clear blue eyes latched onto the plate of food before moving in to take in the wispy blonde. That was when he noticed her clothing, or rather, lack of it. All she was wearing was a thin silk negligee, a pale powder blue that shimmered against her lightly tanned skin.

Honestly, one of Bill's favorite things about the girl was her complete lack of modesty. He knew that her light tan covered her entire body because she said that wearing any clothes while swimming was practically inviting gorgles to stretch out all the important bits.

She also pranced around the house with revealing clothing on – tiny shorts and tank tops, thin sundresses with barely there straps, and shirts that clung to her small, round breasts and bared her flat tummy whenever she stretched.

Luna smiled dreamily as she held the plate out to him. "Lunch?"

Bill froze then slowly dragged his eyes from her barely covered breasts to her eyes. "You made that for me?"

She laughed, giving him another sweet smile before she set the plate on the counter. "And dessert?" She wiggled her hips and spun around in a little pirouette, the edges of the negligee flaring just enough to showcase her complete lack of knickers.

His eyes widened just before he strode over to her. In three quick steps, he had scooped her up and turned, setting her arse on the dining table. Dropping to his knees, Bill smirked up at her before unceremoniously burying his bearded face between her legs.

As soon as his tongue hit her swollen clit, Luna gasped and dug her fingers into Bill's thick and long red hair. She cried out in surprise, then moaned loudly, when he nibbled at the bead of sensitive flesh. Pulling back just slightly, he blew a stream of cool air across her heated, wet skin, and she shuddered.

"Ohh!" Luna yelped when two thick fingers pushed into her cunt, thrusting into the slick wet flesh. His lips wrapped around her clit and sucked, the very tip of his tongue flicking against her until she screamed out and fell back, laying on the dining.

Bill growled into her sweet pussy, lust-hazed blue eyes flicking up to watch Luna push the straps of her negligee down and cup her own breasts, long fingers plucking and gently twisting her nipples. He sucked again, harder, as his fingers thrust into her again and again, his tongue occasionally flicking out and lapping up the juices that are flowing from her center like nectar.

He wrapped one arm around her leg, pushing them farther apart as he tugs her to the edge of the table as he began swirling his tongue over her clit, pulling and sucking on it as his fingers twist and thrust inside of her, rubbing against that sweet little spot along her pulsating walls.

Luna screamed when he found it, one hand flying out and grasping the edge of the table as the other continued pulling at her nipple, crying out again as her orgasm crashed over her suddenly, dragging her beneath the waves of pleasure.

As soon as she began to come, Bill scrambled to his feet and one-handed unbuttoned and zipped his jeans, wiggling them and his pants down enough for him to pull out his swollen, throbbing cock. His other hand continued to stroke and lightly thrust into Luna, drawing out her orgasm, until he removed the hand and used it to stroke her juices all over his cock. Lining up to her pussy, he thrust into her, hard and quick.

Arching off the table, Luna screamed again as he filled her, his thick cock stretching her even further than his fingers could have ever tried. He paused for just a moment, tugging her hips closer until she was almost hanging off the edge before he started to thrust. He moved fast and hard, one hand stretching out to cover hers, gripping the edge of the table.

Luna gasped and arched up as Bill's head came down, his mouth latching onto her pink nipple and mimicked the same motions he had used on her clit, his tongue flicking and pulling at it as he sucked and bit down on her flesh. All the while, his hips were moving, fucking her as hard and fast as he could manage before she began to tense up around him. Her slick sheath clutched at him, fluttering with her approaching orgasm.

Bill grunted and pressed his head against her heaving breast as he thrust once, twice more, shuddering as he roared out his orgasm. His cock was swelling and pumping into her tight slickness, until he was twitching with each jet, filling her pussy with his come.

She cried out one last time when he reached between them, rubbing his thumb hard and fast against her clit until as she came.

He sunk into her, laying his head on her chest as they panted and slowly came down from the mutual highs. Slowly, after a long moment of just laying on top of her, Bill pulled away, grimacing as his now softened cock slipped from her pussy with a wet squishing sound.

Luna sighed happily and remained on the table, smiling dreamily with her eyes closed. Bill looked down at her with a soft chuckle, glancing at the clock as he tucked himself back into his jeans and straightened his clothes. Once that was done, he leaned down and attached himself to her nipple, tongue and suckling at it for a long moment until it was as swollen and reddened as the other that he'd latched onto during their tryst.

Luna giggled and stroked his hair back from his face, smiling down at the rough scrape of his beard against her satiny soft skin. "Don't forget your sandwich."

Bill smirked, moving up to kiss her, his tongue stroking hers as she returned the kiss with interest. He pulled away just as he felt his spent cock twitch in his pants with a reluctant sigh. "I have to get back to work; I'll just take it with me, love. Thank you."

"You're welcome! Get back to work before I ask you to eat me out again." She sighed happily and laid her head back on the table, stretching her arms out over her head and arching with a soft moan.

Bill shuddered as his cock reared back to attention as he watched his girl make such pretty noises before he turned and scooped up the plate of food. With a couple of quick spells – transfiguring the plate into a container, contain it to protect it from Floo powder, and stasis to keep it fresh – he kissed her one more time, muttering "sexy minx" into her mouth, before striding back off to the fireplace.

He had no hope of preventing the smirk that crept across his face when his coworker eyed him curiously and asked if he'd had a good lunch break.