springsmutfairy (springsmutfairy) wrote in hp_springsmut, @ 2009-03-29 12:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | albus severus/scorpius, fic, slash |
Happy Springsmut, lauriegilbert!
Author: ramie_k
Recipient: lauriegilbert
Title: Even If You Don't Say It
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Albus Severus/Scorpius
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Sometimes actions really do speak louder than words…
Warnings: Some frottage, dirty talk, boysex…all that good stuff!
Word Count: ~2300
Author's Notes: Major, never-can-be-repaid thanks must go to my last minute beta help and the super mods for being so patient and understanding. Hope it was worth it!
At Kings Cross Station, Platform 9 ¾ was bustling with activity that was the norm for the first of September. Nervous first years with equally nervous parents. Upperclassman greeting each other, swapping stories of their summer adventures.
Albus Potter yawned as he surveyed the chaotic scene in front of him. He sat on his trunk and leaned against the wall, trying to tune out the cacophonous noise of Lily and Rose's high-pitched giggles, Fred, Hugo and Louis fighting (again!), and Lucy, Molly and Roxanne rating various male classmates on how much cuter they'd become over the summer.
Merlin, sometimes he wished he was an only child.
No, sometimes he wished his mother was an only child.
Looking around the station, a flash of platinum hair caught his eye. He watched as Draco and Astoria Malfoy made their way through the magical barrier, followed closely by their son, Scorpius. His gaze followed their progress across the platform. The elder Malfoy's strode right past Albus' parents and aunts and uncles, not sparing them a glance, and stopped several yards away.
Fucking snobs.
Trailing behind, Scorpius briefly gazed at Albus with an almost imperceptible raise of one eyebrow. He continued on and stood dutifully by his parents, Albus never taking his eyes off him.
As if he could feel Albus' gaze on him, Scorpius slowly turned and glanced over at Albus again. Again, there was that eyebrow. But Albus could see something else in the otherwise unflappable gaze, even across the crowded platform. Something almost…predatory.
Scorpius turned and said something to his father, who nodded and waved dismissively. Albus watched him head over towards him before veering off to the side and heading toward a door under a big Water Closet sign. He paused at the doorway and glanced at Albus a third time. The predatory expression was back, and Albus saw the very tip of Scorpius' tongue stick out and run along his bottom lip. Then he disappeared into the washroom.
A shiver went down Albus' spine, a warmth starting to spread through his veins. Standing up, he grabbed his sister's arm. "Hey, tell Mum and Dad I've gone to the loo, all right?" Lily nodded before turning back to their cousin. Weaving his way over to the washroom, he pushed open the door.
The second he was inside, he found himself flattened against the wall, a hot mouth pressed desperately against his, plundering without any restraint. Little stars exploded behind his eyelids in a burst of white light. Merlin, he had missed that mouth!
He let himself enjoy the kiss for a moment before gently pushing back. "Missed me, have you?" he grinned.
Scorpius twined his arms around Albus' neck, playing with the baby-fine hairs before smoothing his hands down Albus' back. Albus let out a low moan as those hands squeezed his arse. "Whatever gave you that idea?" Scorpius said with a smirk.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe it was the 'come hither' stare you were giving me. Or how about the hard-on threatening to poke a hole in your trousers? Don't tell me that's your wand."
"And who was practically burning holes in the back of my head?" Scorpius grinned before pressing their lips together again.
Letting out another moan, Albus opened his mouth to take the kiss deeper, his tongue tangling with Scorpius'. While a tiny, niggling-and at the moment, very unwelcome-voice in Albus' brain told him a public washroom where anyone could walk in was probably not the best place for this, the taste and feel of Scorpius' kisses were, as always, enough to drive all rational thought from his mind.
Their lips finally separating with a loud smack, Albus said huskily, "You are a sadistic bastard, you know that?"
The corners of Scorpius' mouth turned up in that self-satisfied smirk and he snickered. "Got you hot and bothered, did I?"
Albus let out a low growl. "You have no idea."
He felt a hand trail down his body, fingers branding him with their heat even through his clothes. "Oh, I think I do. Question is; what do I do about it?" Scorpius drawled.
Albus let out a near-growl as he gave Scorpius a hard, deep kiss. "I think you know what to do about it. And you're going to have a very sexually frustrating year if you don't do it now!" He let out a groan as Scorpius' mouth latched onto that sensitive spot behind his ear. "I hope you brought lots of lube or you're going to be walking funny tomorrow."
Instead of the snappy comeback he expected, Albus suddenly found himself propelled across the washroom and into a stall. Slamming the door, Scorpius again pinned him against the wall. "Who says we're waiting?" he said, his voice low and almost sensually dangerous.
Scorpius had successfully unbuttoned Albus' shirt and was pushing it off his shoulders until it was hanging down his arms. Albus cried out as a sudden wave of pleasure washed over him as Scorpius moved his hand southward. He felt his cock jump and realized that his trousers were much too tight to stay on for much longer.
"You're so fucking beautiful…I can't wait," Scorpius breathed in Albus' ear even as he licked his earlobe and made Albus' knees all rubbery. Albus cried out again as Scorpius' nimble fingers flicked open the trousers' button and slid inside to curl around the hot, hard heat of his erection. The fingers pumped him a few times and then squeezed. Hard.
Letting out a rather girlish-sounding yelp, Albus caught Scorpius' wrist with his hand. Really, fun was fun, but a toilet? "Scorpius, we can't-"
Scorpius wrenched out of Albus' grasp. He grabbed Albus' hands, pinning them above his head. Holding both wrists with one hand, Scorpius threaded the fingers of his free hand through Albus' hair. He purred wickedly, "Oh, we can. And we're going to."
Albus watched, hypnotized, as Scorpius dropped to his knees, his face leaning into his loosened clothing, his warm breath against his erection. He felt Scorpius open his mouth, his teeth gnawing gently on the bulge beneath the cloth and couldn’t stifle the moan that escaped his throat.
Scorpius looked up at him, desire and daring in his pale eyes. His hands tugged Albus' pants down, making Albus gasp as his cock sprang free. Scorpius wrapped his fingers around the base before lowering his mouth, slipping his tongue out to lap up the length of the hot shaft before taking Albus fully within his mouth. As he swirled his tongue around the head, he began to move his hand in time with his mouth. Scorpius sucked hard, letting Albus' cock touch the back of his throat.
The noises Albus was making grew louder, taking on a more desperate quality, until finally, with a howl, he came hard in Scorpius' mouth. Scorpius made a pleased sound in the back of throat as he swallowed all that Albus offered, and then stood.
Albus tugged Scorpius to him and crashed their mouths together, breathing in Scorpius' groan and reveling in the taste of himself on Scorpius' tongue as his own swirled around it. He tugged at Scorpius' shirt, pulling it out of his trousers until he had warm, slightly sweaty skin under his fingers.
"Your turn?" he asked breathlessly against Scorpius' mouth.
"Oh, yeah. But not the way you think." Scorpius trailed his lips across Albus' jaw until Albus once again felt that hot breath tickling his ear. "I'm going to fuck you." At the strangled sound his words produced, Scorpius continued, "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Fuck, yes…" Albus moaned helplessly.
"Want me to fuck you so good, make you come so hard…" Scorpius' sex-sopped voice flowed over Albus like warm, melted butter.
Scorpius swiftly dropped to his knees again. His tongue found Albus' balls, making them tighten at his insistent touch. Albus gasped and threw his head back, smacking the stall hard. Deep, desperate moans fell one after another off Albus' lips as Scorpius sucked on his balls before licking his way further until his mouth was pressed against Albus' opening. As Scorpius began pushing his way inside, Albus was beyond coherent thought. And when Scorpius found the small gland that he had been looking for and caressed it with his tongue, over and over, until Albus was screaming again, he no longer gave any thought to who or what could possibly interrupt them. Didn't care if the whole station had to use the loo. Fuck, at this point, he'd sell tickets!
As Scorpius drove him closer and closer to nirvana, Albus let out a choked noise as that marvelous tongue left him. Scorpius stood up then, and Albus reached to help as Scorpius' hands tore at his trousers. Their fingers knotted together in their haste to undo the buttons, but finally they managed to get it open. Albus slid his hand in, stroking Scorpius' cock as he pushed Scorpius' trousers and pants down.
"Please, Scorpius…need you. I need to feel you inside me. Fuck me, please," Albus begged. He pulled Scorpius' mouth down to his.
Strong arms lifted him up, bracing him against the stall as warm hands held onto his arse. Albus wrapped his long legs tightly around Scorpius' slender hips. He bit his lip, letting out a soft sound as he rode out the initial burn of Scorpius sliding slowly into him.
"Fuck..." Albus, impaled on his lover's painfully throbbing cock, buried his head in the crook of Scorpius' shoulder and neck.
"That's what I'm doing, idiot!" Scorpius let out a huff of laughter.
Hips danced in a slow, sensual rhythm, deep, strong stokes. Hands seeming to know how to tease, touch. Mouths caressing mouths, hair, skin. Their movements became harder, surer, the grip of their fingers becoming stronger.
Until finally it became too much. Albus wanted to come, needed to come, now. "Fuck…Scorpius, please…please, touch me!" he pleaded.
Scorpius shook his head. "No."
"Please! Need it…" Albus begged, the desperation in him becoming unbearable.
"No," Scorpius growled, never slowing his relentless pounding. "You're going to come just like this."
"Fuck…I can't!" Albus whined.
"Yes, you can. You'll do it because you're just as hot for me as I am for you."
Scorpius' words spurred Albus over the edge into bliss. And finally, as the wet warmth spread between their bellies, Albus felt Scorpius reach his own release with a long, low groan, warm seed spilling into his arse.
They stood there, harsh pants flowing over each other's shoulders while small quivers still shook their bodies. Mouths met again, capturing the moans of pleasure still falling from their lips.
"Oh, fuck, I missed that," Albus said with a dopey, sated smile.
Scorpius chuckled as his continued to brush his lips over Albus'. "Maybe you'll be the one walking funny tomorrow."
"I wouldn't complain," Albus murmured against Scorpius' mouth in reply. With a contented sigh, he leaned forward, their foreheads touching. Albus allowed himself to luxuriate in the post-coital closeness before practicality came to the forefront. With a less-contented sigh, he pulled out his wand and muttered a few cleaning charms while they righted their clothing.
When the two boys exited the stall, Albus' heart leapt into his throat at the sight of his father and Draco standing by the sink. Sparing a quick glance sideways, he noticed that whatever colour Scorpius had in his face had drained away.
"Fuck! " Scorpius moaned quietly.
"I think you already took care of that, thank you," Draco said in a clipped tone. Albus noted the muscle twitching in Draco's jaw.
"I thought you locked the door!" Albus hissed at Scorpius.
"I thought you did!" Scorpius returned.
Albus turned back to their fathers. "Um.." was all he could come up with to break the unbearable silence.
"We came to find you two. The train is leaving in ten minutes," Harry said, his expression unreadable. Draco continued to stare intently at the boys, making Albus squirm.
Beside him, Scorpius sighed. "Father-"
"I don't want to know, Scorpius," Draco stated firmly. He turned sharply on his heel and strode out of the washroom.
Albus looked at his father, his eyes pleading for-what exactly? Understanding? Acceptance? Or at the very least, silence. "Dad-"
"I'd suggest you perfect your locking charms. A silencing charm or two probably wouldn't be amiss, either." Harry turned to leave. As he opened the door to the washroom, he turned back. "Ten minutes, boys," he reminded them. Albus could swear he'd imagined it, but he was sure he'd seen a small smile on his father's face.
Once Harry had left the washroom, Albus turned to Scorpius. His pale lover had a pained look on his face. "Scorpius-"
"Don't. Just…don't." Scorpius paced back and forth, Albus watching him.
A cold feeling of dread made Albus' stomach sink. He could feel the best thing in his life, the only thing that was truly his and not associated with his famous family in any way, slipping away. "Okay then. I'll just, um…yeah, go," he said quietly.
He turned to leave and felt a hand on his arm. Scorpius pulled him against his chest. Albus closed his eyes, relishing the feel of strong muscles and breathing in the scent of them. "I don't care, Albus. Fuck what my father or your father or anyone else thinks." Fingers tipped Albus' chin up and he met Scorpius' shining grey eyes. "Do you hear me? I. Don't. Care," Scorpius said firmly.
Albus smiled, relief flooding through him. It was the closest to a declaration of love either of them had come to in the months they'd been together. Scorpius smiled back. Releasing Albus, he grabbed his hand, interlacing their fingers. And as they left the washroom, Albus realized that he didn't need anything else.