DEC 09, Harry Potter, Harry/Scorpius, Ministry Work
Title: Ministry Work Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Harry/Scorpius Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 400 Warnings: none Prompt: 09 – Stockings Beta: the awesome eeyore9990 Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit. A/N: I will be writing Harry/Scorpius adventdrabbles for my Possession of the Heart Universe. Thanks for letting me play alisanne
Ministry Work December, 2037
Harry stared at the parchment filled with the first year's performance rankings for the first months of training. He tapped his fingertips on his desk.
"Potter, pay attention," he mumbled to himself. He glanced at the clock, willing the minute hand to budge forward.
Both kids were staying the night at Lily's. It would be the first time he and Scorpius had the house to themselves in five years.
The clock chimed. It was only ten in the morning.
A knock on the door claimed his attention. "Auror Potter, Hit Wizard Malfoy would like to speak to you," Connie announced.
***************
Harry set down the parchment and took a deep breath as Scorpius strode in. "Scorpius," Harry murmured and cleared his throat. The suede mid-thigh boots were always his undoing. They were partially covered by a black robe cinched at the waist with a silver rope. Scorpius smiled at him and pushed his long hair behind his ears.
"Harry, I hope I'm not disturbing you."
Harry snorted.
"I wanted to let you know the kids were settled at Lily's. She's taking them ice skating this afternoon."
Harry raised a brow. "And?"
"And nothing."
"Is nothing what you're wearing under those robes?"
***************
The corner of Scorpius' mouth curled up. "No, I'm wearing something else; given the season, I thought it was appropriate."
Harry raised his hand and crooked his finger, beckoning Scorpius to come closer.
Scorpius rounded the desk and stood before Harry. The rope was untied, the myriad of buttons undone, and the robe pushed over wide shoulders.
Harry's hands glided over the soft white skin and gave the erection a not-so-gentle squeeze.
"You're starkers."
Scorpius raised one booted leg, settling his foot between Harry's legs.
Harry carefully pulled the suede over Scorpius' knee. His fingertips slid over red silk stockings.
***************
"Stockings are usually hung by the chimney," Harry noted as he tugged the boots off.
"I thought they'd look better over your shoulders."
"Fuck," Harry groaned. He lifted his wand, sealing the room. One swipe and parchment fell to the floor. One quick push and Scorpius was on his back with long, red silken legs flung over Harry's shoulders. Harry's fingers slipped into the hole waiting for him. It was already slickened. Trousers were unzipped and his cock thrust into heat.
"Couldn't wait for tonight?" Harry teased as his hands gripped Scorpius' hips.