Title: Come Together, Over Me
Author: tryslora
Characters/Pairings: Scorpius/Albus Severus, Lily Luna
Rating: NC-17
Kinks/Themes Chosen: orgasms (a series of firsts—during penetration, while watching, masturbation)
Other Warnings: voyeurism, siblings watching, blow job, first time, rimming, mastburation, dirty talk, probable underage (ages aren’t defined)
Word Count: 1,616 words
Summary/Description: When Lily Luna hears her brother cry out, she thinks someone is hurting him.
Author's Notes: This is my late posting, now that IJ is back up! I wrote this before I wrote the October fic, and in my head, yes, these are the same characters. I just wanted to write all those little firsts through Lily’s eyes (and she wanted to see them *grins*). Thank you so much to my alpha and beta for reading and comments. And of course, I don’t own the world or characters, I just like to play with them!


When Lily Luna hears her brother cry out, she thinks someone is hurting him.

She rounds the corner quickly, running on sock-covered feet, not calling his name because she doesn’t want to alert whoever might be attacking him. She slides into the doorway and stops, pulling back quickly and peeking around the door jamb into the kitchen one more time to be sure she really has seen what she thinks she’s seen.

Scorpius Malfoy is on his knees, and Albus’s cock is disappearing into Scorpius’s mouth.

Lily presses her fingertips to her mouth, holding back the sound that wants to escape. She should walk away. Albus is obviously fine. He is more than fine, in fact he’s probably very well, only maybe a bit pained, if his expression is to be believed, but he is begging Scorpius to continue, the filthiest words pouring out of his mouth as his fingers tangle in that fine blond hair, pulling, moving Scorpius’s head so he can drive deeper.

Scorpius doesn’t seem to mind.

She should go, but she doesn’t. Lily Luna stands there, fingers tightly gripping the frame of the door, and she watches. She’s not entirely innocent. She knows what’s happening. She’s heard of a blow job before, even if she hasn’t given one.

Even if she hasn’t seen an erect cock up close and personal before.

Certainly not as close and personal as Scorpius is, as he lets it slip out with a wet pop and rubs his face along the length like a cat while Albus groans. Scorpius presses his face into the crook of Albus’s thigh, licking a stripe down behind his prick to his balls, teasing them with his tongue. “Al…”

“Oh fuck, yeah, just keep doing that.”

Scorpius pulls back, leaning on his heels. “I want to fuck you.”

The word is so low and guttural, nothing like something a Malfoy should properly say. Fuck is what the peons do. What animals do. Lily’s seen them, the dogs in heat, covering each other, hips moving and pumping, fucking like, well, dogs. People don’t fuck, do they? They make love.

That’s what she’s always heard, what everyone’s told her. People make love.

“Yeah…” Albus whispers. “Yeah. Yeah. No one’s home, and they won’t be home for hours. Let’s do it. Right here.”

“Here?” Scorpius rolls to his feet, taller than Albus by a few inches. He leans in, pressing him back against the kitchen counter, hips pushing against hips. “Don’t you want it to be somewhere more—”

“Because it’s our first time?” Albus shrugs. “I don’t care where we are, as long as it’s with you. Besides.” He grins wickedly. “Don’t you like the idea of doing it in the kitchen? What if Lily walked in?”

Scorpius looks around and Lily ducks back out of the way before he can see her. She stands with her back plastered against the wall outside, trying not to breathe. “I thought you said no one was home.”

“No one is home,” Albus reassures him. “I just said what if…”

She can’t see them, but Scorpius groans roughly and Lily’s fertile imagine provides the image of Albus with his hand wrapped around Scorpius’s prick, stroking it as he talks.

“What if she walked in?” Albus murmurs. “What if she stood right there in the doorway and watched? You wouldn’t stop, I know you wouldn’t. You’d love that she was watching you push me down over the counter and open me up. You’d love it if she watched you stick your tongue up my arse until I’m soaked for you, then you’ll shove your prick inside me and fuck me so hard.”

He laughs, and Lily knows. She knows. She’s been spotted, and Albus is waiting for her to peek back around, so she does, blinking slightly, and meets her brother’s gaze.

Albus smiles, his attention flicking from her to Scorpius, who has his back to the door. “What if she were standing there right now?”

“She’s not,” Scorpius says, and Albus laughs, stroking his face, kissing him.

“Of course she’s not. Now, you said something about fucking me?” Albus turns to face the counter, placing his hands down and his arse stuck straight out towards Scorpius. Lily can see the way his balls hang heavily, the way his prick dangles and touches the countertop.

Mum would have fits.

Lily is not going to tell her.

Her tongue darts out between her teeth, trapped there as she tries not to breathe too loudly. She wishes she could creep closer, get a better angle. From here she can see the way Scorpius leans in and presses Albus’s cheeks wide, exposing his hole. It looks so tiny, but Scorpius laps at it with his tongue, wetting it.

She can imagine that touch, and she squirms at the sudden rush of dampness between her thighs. She presses her legs together, wiggling slightly because the pressure feels good.

She’s never seen anything like this, never really imagined it either. It’s the way Scorpius enjoys it, licking at Al’s hole with slurping noises, making little humming sounds of pleasure while he slowly fucks Al’s hole open enough to take his tongue and one finger.

Squirming isn’t enough. She presses the heel of her hand against her crotch and has to bite her tongue to keep from crying out. She sinks to her knees, spreading them slightly to give herself room to tug her skirt up just enough to let herself roll her fingers across her wet knickers. For a moment her eyes close, until she hears a low groan and she has to open them again, has to know what’s going on.

Scorpius has a small pot of something in his hand, something that makes his fingers glisten and lets him slowly shove three of them into Albus. Her brother is talking, a constant stream of words, begging for more, desperate for release.

“Oh fuck I want to get off like this, Scor. I love the way you touch me, I love the way you fuck me with your fingers, but I want you inside me. I want to come on your cock for the first time. I want you to fuck me until I’m seeing stars and I want you to fill me up.”

Lily needs more than the heel of her hand. She presses one hand against her mouth, biting the knuckles as she slides the other inside her knickers. One finger slips between slick lips and she swallows the cry that goes with that sensation.

It feels so good, and so wrong, but she can’t stop watching.

Scorpius strokes that glistening something along the length of his cock and Lily feels another rush of dampness. She wouldn’t mind it if he wanted to put that inside her right now. She wants to feel something inside of her, and she pushes her fingers in deep, ignoring the soft squooshy sounds that it makes. They won’t hear, not while they’re so occupied.

Scorpius is intent on Albus, lining up his prick and slowly feeding it in. Albus tenses, moans, and Scorpius stops, waiting until Albus pushes back.

“Don’t you fucking stop on me now,” Albus mutters, and Scorpius pushes harder, hips jerking until he has fucked his way in to the root.

Fucked.

That’s most definitely the right word for it, Lily knows now. She sees Scorpius’s fingers go white with tension, gripping Al’s hips as he pulls back and pushes in again, his arse cheeks clenching tightly. Breath shudders and she wonders which one of them will go first and what it really looks like. Al’s hand is moving frantically over his cock, and she can’t look away, her own fingers deep inside her knickers, buried in her fanny as she frigs herself.

Albus orgasms first, his entire body going stiff as he moans Scorpius’s name, white streaks shooting out and hitting the cabinets. It shocks Lily enough to see it that she pushes her fingers more deeply inside herself, touching something that makes her vision go bright and her eyes go wide. She sees Scorpius tense, pushing frantically into Albus as he groans, and she twists her fingers until something breaks apart and she has to nearly swallow her other hand in order to stay silent.

Her breath is rough and ragged by the time Scorpius pulls out and she sees white fluid leaking from Albus’s arse. Scorpius leans over Albus, pulling him back, kissing him. Lily chooses that moment to scoot back out of the way, turning so she leans back against the wall, trying to catch her breath and smooth her skirt down.

Her fingers are soaked and her body feels loose and her brother just lost his virginity in front of her very eyes.

Merlin, that was amazing.

Fucking amazing.

That might be her new favorite word.

She comes to her feet slowly, smoothing down her skirt, wiping her fingers off on the fabric. She risks a peek around the corner, but neither of the boys is looking at her.

It doesn’t matter, really.

After all, Scorpius is staying with them for the whole summer holiday while his parents are off on some diplomatic journey. Lily is quite sure this won’t be a one time occurrence between Scorpius and Albus, and if it happens again, perhaps someone ought to keep an eye on them.

After all, it’s a little sister’s duty to make sure her brother doesn’t get hurt. Right?

Keeping an eye out for her brother has never been so entertaining. Or pleasant.

Albus glances at her, catches her gaze and winks. Lily flushes and ducks back. She can give them some alone time.

For now.