Bound for Glory
written by: albe-chan
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction and I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of the characters mentioned, I am making no money from this, and any similarities with real life are purely coincidental. This work will contain MATURE THEMES, such as coarse language, mature subject matter (scenes containing graphic sex, nudity, etc.), and/or violence. Please, if you are not over the age of 18, or of majority in your country, DO NOT READ THIS! You have been warned!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm back with more sexy adventures with everyone's favourite NextGen couple! And all the favourites (and some not so favourites) are back, too! Prepare for mystery, drama, and kinkier sex than ever as Lily and Scorpius build their life together, encountering all sorts of obstacles, and Lily's sexual training in the world of depravity enters a whole new level. Oh, and just a warning, updates are going to come SLOWLY. But I shan't ever give up, and if I ever finish writing it, they'll start coming faster! Cheers! ;)
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Lily O'Shea-technically-Potter stretched in the late morning sun that streamed through the floor to ceiling windows of her fiance's condo. It was Saturday and Lily was feeling thoughtful. They'd gone out the night before, to one of the clubs downtown, and several people had commented to Scorpius that it was disappointing he would be retiring. When she'd asked for the specifics after they'd gone home, he'd told her all about how he was considered a teacher in the world of their preferred sexual delights, because he was known for finding women and introducing them to the lifestyle. Or, more often, finding women who knew they liked kinky and honing their tastes and desires before sending them on their way with a better self-knowledge and a nudge toward someone who would be compatible with their preferred kink. And that he was now considered retired because he had her permanently.
"Why so serious, darling?" Scorpius murmured from beside her.
She smiled down at him. "Thinking."
"I don't know if I like that thinking face."
Lily rolled her eyes and kissed him. "I was thinking about what we talked about last night."
Scorpius sighed. "If you're going to ask what I think you're going to ask, the answer is no, darling."
Lily sat up properly. "How do you know what I'm going to ask?"
The blond smirked sleepily. "Your eyes don't lie darling. You're wondering if I'm going to keep teaching."
Lily frowned, pushing a tangle of dark red hair off her shoulder. "Why not, though?"
He arched a blond eyebrow. "Is that a legitimate question?"
"Of course. You're good at what you do, right?" He shrugged.
"Certainly, but there are others. And it wouldn't be pleasurable to train a new one." He reached out and gently swirled a fingertip around her nipple, the nub of flesh hardening. "I've committed to a lifetime of red velvet cupcakes."
Lily licked her lips. "What if I help you?" Scorpius snorted and she frowned, climbing atop him. "I'm serious."
"Darling, you're not even done your training yet." He grinned. "I want to try everything with you." She frowned some more and folded her arms. "Lily," he sighed, unfolding her arms and pinning them behind her back, "it's a very involved process. And I don't have the heart for it now." He half smiled and released her wrists to grab her ass. "I have you."
The redhead wriggled atop him purposefully. "Fine," she grumbled as his hands moved to her hips, and stretched her arms up over her head, arching.
"Fuck, you know how much I love your tits like that," he rumbled, sitting up on an elbow and drawing her forward to suckle a nipple. She gasped softly. "Mmm, still tender?"
"It's a good tender now," she rumbled, relaxing her stretch but keeping her arms up. "Unh! Yes, a very good tender," she grunted as he nipped her.
"Here or the shower, my slut?" Scorpius rumbled, moving to her other nipple now.
"Is both an option?" she murmured. "Because that feels really good on my nipples and I don't want you to stop."
"Both it is," he replied, rolling them.
Much later when she was showered and dressed and thoroughly sated for the time being, Lily pulled her loathable Art History homework out, reclined on the couch and took a stab at her essay to answer whether modern technique was inspired more by Egyptians or Greeks. Scorpius was working, looking over statements and various reports, making notes at random intervals, and Lily smirked as she watched him and, out of habit, started sketching him in profile on a blank sheet of paper.
"I can feel you doing that," Scorpius said without looking up. The redhead grinned.
"No, you can hear my pencil," she teased.
He glanced over with an arched brow and smile. "Quick as a fox you are, my love. Stop doodling and get back to work." Lily sighed but did, for a few moments anyway, then went back to sketching out the pensive lines of his mouth and brow.
"You don't like whatever you're reading," she murmured.
"I rarely do when it relates to work," he murmured. "When is your assignment due?"
"Wednesday." Lily went back to sketching and Scorpius frowned steadily more and more, then flipped back through to something he'd looked at several times.
"Goddamn it," Scorpius murmured. Lily adjusted the lines of her drawing to reflect his displeasure. "This is going to fuck us."
"I hope you mean figuratively," Lily murmured. "And we seriously need to move your couch. I hate drawing you back lit."
Scorpius didn't smile. She nudged him with her toe. "Two seconds." He marked something, then passed it to her. "Read this." Lily looked down at the indicated portion of statement. The car, the white Ford, was parked there all night. "Now read this." He handed her something else. White male, mid to late forties, balding, seen inside a light silver Ford.
"I don't get it," Lily said, looking up.
"Do you have your paint thing? The colour thing?" Lily barely refrained from smirking.
"Yeah, hold up." She went and dug it out of her bag and brought it to him. Scorpius indicated white.
"This is white, yeah?" She looked at him like he might have suffered a head injury.
"As far as I can tell."
"Show me what you classify as light silver."
Lily frowned, flicked through the colour strips, and then pointed to a very light pearly grey. "Maybe a shade or two lighter or darker could also be considered that, to me anyway. Not everyone perceives the colour spectrum the same way though. What's white to you and I could be light silver to someone else. Or vice versa. And if it's paint on a car, anything from lighting and reflection, to the type of paint used, to dirt, or even angle of viewing could skew it."
Scorpius, who had been jotting notes as she talked, smiled. "You, darling, are a genius. And now, hopefully, we won't be literally or figuratively fucked." He stacked up his notes and documents and files neatly. "What time is it?"
Lily jammed her stuff haphazardly into her textbook. "Uh, like one I think."
"Lunch?"
"Definitely."
Lily put in some actual work on her assignment after lunch and then frowned when Scorpius asked her if she wanted pizza for dinner. "I'm getting chubby from pizza," she murmured. "I need to go running more." Scorpius smirked.
"You went running on Thursday."
"Exactly." Dark grey eyes rolled. "But I do love pizza…"
"Tell you what. Pizza now, and I'll give you a workout later."
"Here?"
"Wherever you like, darling." Lily smirked. "I wouldn't have pegged you for an exhibitionist at first glance," Scorpius added, "but it's kind of really sexy."
The redhead laughed, cheeks pink, but they went out that night, to his favourite club. Lily wore her sparkly pumps and collar and nothing else. She still blushed when she checked her coat, even though she'd been to this club with its dress code of no clothes for her more than a few times. She didn't speak as he leashed her but smiled and he kissed her. When she dropped her gaze, she realized she'd left her engagement ring on. Lily had made it a point not to wear it out, not only terrified she would lose it, but because she felt like it was boastful to a degree.
Instead of speaking, she brushed her left hand over his thigh. "I know. Leave it."
Lily glanced at the ring again as they went in, determining to not draw attention to it. They didn't get very far in when Scorpius ran into people he knew. Richard and some man named Avery. He sat and she stood dutifully to his right. "So this is the one, is it?" Avery murmured.
"Yes," Scorpius replied, then reached for her left hand. "And the rumours are true." He tugged her forward gently to stand before him but facing away then murmured, "Knees, my slut." She lowered and licked her lips nervously, despite being far from new. "A little wider," he added, even softer, and she caught herself before even a muscle twitched. She could tell he was pleased when his thumb brushed the back of her shoulder as he urged her to sink down lower and sit back slightly. "Legs wider, my slut, and arms behind your back." Lily spread her legs.
"No clamps?" Avery murmured.
"She has to earn them," Scorpius replied, then smirked.
"Give us a peek then," Avery said and grinned.
"If you insist. But that counts as the favour I owe you from our first meeting," Scorpius countered.
Avery frowned. "It's worth it," Richard said.
"Alright then," Avery sighed.
"Eyes up, my slut." Lily glanced up at a very good looking man with black hair and entrancing blue eyes. Her own eyes widened, she was certain, and she tried to commit them to memory to paint.
"Very nice, Scorpius. Lucky bastard." He winked and Lily sucked in a breath.
"Don't get used to it," Scorpius rumbled. The redhead gulped as she stared into those blue eyes and it was like staring into him. They were as deep and fathomless as the ocean, a million shades of blue, inviting her to dive in. She gulped. Scorpius tugged her collar ever so gently, jarring her. "Eyes down, my slut."
"That's not nice. I was taking a leisurely stroll through her thoughts. Very traitorous, cupcake." Someone, she assumed the Avery fellow, tugged at her nipple.
"I know exactly what you were doing. And you should know the likelihood of getting them again."
"You should've seen it. She was close to falling." Scorpius scoffed. "Good thing you already put the ring on it, Scor. I'd snap her up in a second."
Lily blushed a little at that. "I've no doubts."
"I hear good things about her stamina." Scorpius rolled his eyes. "Aw, c'mon, Scorpius. Be a good sport. You brought her out, let the rest of us have some fun," Avery said, grinning. "I want to see what you get to savour. I'll put mine up later."
"Deviants, the lot of you," Scorpius murmured and Lily tried not to smile. "How would you like to test?"
"Do I get to watch the eyes?" Avery asked. Scorpius frowned.
"We'll see."
The black-haired man laughed. "Alright. Let's watch her rumble." Scorpius smirked.
"You've been talking to Richard too much," the blond drawled and Avery shrugged. "Stand, my slut." Lily stood fluidly. "Arms behind your back, my slut." She complied and he put his cuffs on her and she bit her lip. Lily knew precisely what was coming, and it wouldn't be her just yet.
"Which does she prefer?" Avery asked conversationally.
Scorpius shrugged. "I'll let you pick, Avery. You should know me, I like them every way."
"I want to know which is easier," Avery said, grinning. Scorpius rolled his eyes.
"And I'm telling you, take your pick." Avery's dark brows went up.
"Pick behind," Richard murmured. Scorpius shot him a look. "I'm greedy too, Scorpius."
"Alright, let's go behind."
Scorpius rolled his eyes again. "Very well. I would ask if you're a betting man, but you'll lose," he said blandly, and spanked Lily hard. She gasped and bit her lip. "Are you ready, my slut?" he rumbled. Lily licked her lips. "You may affirm."
"Yes, Master," she breathed.
He spanked her again. "Good girl. Bend over, my slut." She bent and he prepared her and slid a long, hard vibrator into her. It was the very same one he had used for her first lesson, Lily was almost certain, and she moaned as he fucked her with it teasingly.
"She sounds like she's already almost there."
Scorpius smirked. "I'm going to count how many times you say that," he replied. "You'll know when she gets there." Avery arched a brow. "I'll tell her to." Lily groaned as the vibrator started. "You may stand, my slut." She stood upright and grunted, biting her lip. She liked having her ass played with, and plugged and fucked, but she fucking loved the vibrator. And Scorpius knew it. "And now down to your knees," he said, tugging her chain, but she remained standing. He pushed the vibrator deeper as it slowly slid out. "Clench that hot little ass, my slut." She did, groaning again, certain her nipples were hard. He half-smiled at Richard and Avery. "The vibrator is her favourite in the ass."
Lily felt herself blushing, and groaned as someone tugged her nipple. "There it is," Richard murmured. "Nothing better than a slut who blushes."
Scorpius spanked her, shoving the vibrator in impossibly deeper and she moaned. "Tighter, my slut," he rumbled and she huffed out a breath. "That's my good girl. All the way down on your knees, my slut." Lily sank down onto her knees, resting her ass, and the vibrator, on a foot, but Scorpius tugged her up a few inches. "Legs wide, my slut." She bit her lip and spread her legs, the vibrator slipping a little and grunted. "Keep it in, my slut."
"And she's how new?"
Scorpius smirked. "In what aspect? Over all? A little less than a year."
Avery's brows lifted. "How long will she go?"
Scorpius shrugged even as Lily moaned. "Not as long as she can with more motivation." Lily sucked in a breath, glad Scorpius didn't have his crop, but also missing it. She felt the vibrator slip a little more and groaned, whimpered, and bit her lip.
"She sounds close."
Scorpius grinned. "Avery, you're a decent fellow, but you underestimate the fairer of the species."
Richard chuckled. "She's a screamer, Avery. Should hear it when her ass goes red."
Lily groaned as someone tugged her nipple again. "Keep it in, my slut," Scorpius said even as Lily felt her control slipping. She whimpered, and then Scorpius bent her forward. With her arms behind herself, she had to work her core to remain off the floor. He pushed the vibrator deep again and she grunted. "Do you want to come yet, my slut?" he murmured, pulling her upright again. Lily groaned and huffed. "I know you do, slut. Not yet."
The redhead bit her tongue, losing focus as someone tugged just right on her nipple and she cried out a little. "Ah, that's it," Avery grunted. He did it again and she moaned. "Give me another peek in the eyes, I want to see the look that goes with that sound. She sounds brand new. I promise I'll be good."
Scorpius pursed his mouth then smirked. "I'll give you better than that. Table, my slut," Scorpius murmured and Lily stood, moved over, dropped to her knees again, and bent over the table, her boobs squished, the angle change making her moan. Scorpius slid the vibrator out then slowly back in, making her moan, and with every stroke, slow and deep and fucking perfect, she moaned louder and louder. Lily was there and then some but forced herself to ignore the urge to come, focusing on how good it felt to simply have the thick, vibrating toy fucking her. And then he picked up the pace and she moaned loud, crying out as he spanked her. "Eyes up, my slut," he rumbled and Lily looked back up into those blue eyes, but instead of looking deep as the ocean, they looked as flat as a picture of the ocean.
She bit her lip, trying to breath, and those blue eyes rippled as Avery grinned, and Lily whimpered, unbearably close. "She's going to lose it," he murmured. Lily moaned, wanting to look away, or close her eyes, or at least get to come. But Scorpius, she knew, wouldn't push her over the edge.
"If you want to see that, you'll owe me a favour. A big one," the blond said. "Patience, my slut," Scorpius added in a deep rumble, the molten bedroom voice she could never resist. He didn't slow the pace of the vibrator in her ass, but she felt him tug on her handcuffs.
"Ah, go on then," Avery said and Lily grunted when his very blue eyes rippled again. "She's making it damn near impossible to resist pulling her in. Let's see the finale."
Lily groaned as Scorpius pushed the vibrator deep, fingering her dripping slit now and she moaned, licking her lips, staring at those very blue eyes that indeed seemed to suck her in. "Come, slut," Scorpius rumbled, and her eyes went wide, almost losing it entirely. He pulled her cuffs and she went more upright, still staring into those blue eyes that rippled and deepened again. And the message they were sending was loud and clear. Come. Come right now. Hard, fast, NOW. Lily cried out, trying to resist. Scorpius tugged hard on her collar and she almost dropped her eyes, but then he growled, "Eyes down and come for me, my slut."
Lily couldn't help it, and her eyes squeezed shut at the intensity of her orgasm, and she was pretty sure she almost screamed. She followed the pressure on her collar to sit back, breathing heavy, trying to contain herself. The dildo was still vibrating in her ass and she licked her lips to stay the urge to come again.
"Told you she was a screamer," Richard said mildly. Lily gulped, back in control for the most part.
"If I had her I wouldn't bring her out," Avery murmured, sitting back in his chair. Scorpius glared. "I'd be more selfish than even you, Scorpius."
"Next time you won't get the eyes at all," Scorpius grumbled. He sat back in his own chair, pulling Lily down onto his lap then bending her forward and turning the vibrator off, but her lover left it in her. "I know what you tried to do."
Avery smirked. "I can't help it. She's too open." He looked smug. "And I almost had her."
Scorpius snorted, then said, very softly against Lily's ear and only for her hearing, "You can have birthday rewards at home." She sucked in a breath, arching as he drew a finger down her back, then huffed as he bit her earlobe. "Do you want your clamps now, my slut?" he asked, sitting back, keeping her sitting up with a gentle press on her lower back. "Affirm."
"Yes, Master," she murmured.
"Do you deserve them, my slut?" he murmured, teasing her nipples. Lily grunted then gasped as he tugged on her nipples just right, a hot gush of arousal flooding her core, melting her brain into a puddle of goo. "Affirm."
"Yes, Master," she whimpered, and cried out as his fingers twisted the sensitive nubs just enough.
"Such a good girl," he murmured, then kissed her shoulder, pulled out the clover clamps and leaned her back. "Now let's see the one you've been keeping hidden so long, Avery."
A dark brow arched as Avery smirked. "We can't all be prodigies, Scorpius," he replied. The blond grinned back. "You took her out when?"
"Day three." Lily grunted as he put her clamps on, teasing the chain, then sat her back up. "Come on, Avery, don't be shy. Bring yours out to play."
"Forward, mama," Avery murmured, and Lily, looking down, saw a pair of dark burgundy ankle boots with wicked heels move into vision in front of Avery's chair. She almost frowned because they seemed awfully familiar.
"Put her through a few paces," Richard said.
"Which would you prefer?" Avery asked, and Lily saw a pair of hands press onto the gleaming hardwood as the submissive arched over backward. And, with a start, Lily recognized the dark auburn hair and the angular face that stared at the wall, as well as the burgundy shoes. It was her Art History professor, from college. She felt her face go bright boiling red and dipped her head further so that her hair fell forward to cover her embarrassment. It was the first time her private life and her school life had collided and now Lily was certain she'd never be able to look her professor in the face without thinking about seeing her naked.
The rest of the evening passed in a blur for Lily, who tried not to think about her bloody professor, of all people, begging for completion from a man who, if the redhead had to guess, was at least fifteen years younger than her. Or about said professor coming loudly on command, much like she herself had done. And, most especially, Lily tried not think about handing in her assignment due Wednesday to the woman who spent at least fifteen minutes giving head, making erotic and wet choking sounds as her mouth was fucked.
When they at last got to the car, Lily sucked in a huge breath and let it out. "Who is she?" Scorpius murmured.
Lily didn't have to ask who. She'd known Scorpius was aware of her mortification when, after only a few moments into Avery's sub being put through her paces, he'd turned her to face him. "My Art History professor. Ms. Ingles." The blond snorted and then laughed. "So not funny," she murmured, frowning. "I have to look at her twice a week, Scorpius!"
"She has to look at you too, darling."
Lily blushed. "So weird. Honestly, most of us thought she was married but kept her maiden name and probably scheduled sex with her husband. She doesn't look, at school anyway, like the sort who goes to sex clubs naked with a younger guy."
"Avery's not that young." Lily frowned.
"Ms. Ingles is like forty five, minimum."
"Mmm," Scorpius said, pulling to a stop at a red and smirking at her. "Avery likes older women, though. And she looks alright for forty five." Lily frowned some more at that. "And darling, to look at, you don't strike as the sort who goes naked to sex clubs with an older man or enjoys being lashed over the ass with a riding crop, you know."
Lily tried to keep frowning but it was impossible. "You should bring the crop next time," she said at last. "You're right, I hold out much longer with proper motivation."
"And without someone undermining my authority," Scorpius murmured as they moved slowly through traffic.
"I finally get the eyes thing now," she replied and glanced over at Scorpius. "That Avery guy, his are good. I want to paint them."
Scorpius frowned. "Not happening."
Lily arched a brow. "Nothing sexual," she said, smirking a little. "I just want to paint his eyes. They're like the ocean."
"And he's a prick, because he uses them to his own advantage and for his own gain."
"Stop talking in riddles."
Scorpius sighed, sliding to a halt at another red. "Avery hopped the fence, or switched sides, if you will." Lily frowned again because he was still talking in riddles. "You remember how I told you Tilly was my first?" She nodded. "Avery was after me. She originally took him on to train to be a Dom, but he ended up suiting better, in her opinion, as a sub, so she sent him to another teacher. Mistress Vicky." Scorpius half smiled. "She scares the shit out of me a little, Miss Vicky. Anyway, he subbed under her for a long while and then moved on and I don't know much about what happened with him. Then, about two years ago, he showed up at the club with a little blonde, older, with very nice manners and showed her off. Stuck with that one for awhile, then showed up with another, a much older lady, and showed her off. And now he's back with his new one. Ms. Ingles you said?"
"Yes. And that still doesn't answer my question."
Scorpius smirked. "When he was looking at you, what were you thinking about?"
Lily blushed a little. "Um, the ocean, honestly. And how it would be easy to dive in."
"And the second time?"
"That his eyes were flat, like a picture of the ocean versus the real thing."
"The eyes are the windows, darling. Yours are wide open, and they suck people in, just like his did to you. He must have figured out how to close that off, like shuttering them almost, and open them at will. A Dom likes to see things in the eyes and a sub, one worth keeping long term anyway, shows their Dominant everything in the eyes. Avery was probably a better sub until he learned to shutter his eyes because they give away too much. But he's a prick, because he uses them to lure other subs into being disobedient now."
Lily sat back and thought about that. When they were going up to the penthouse, she finally said, "But how did he switch sides? I mean, I get the eyes thing, but wouldn't he more prefer to be receiving than giving?"
Scorpius smiled at that. "Do you like being on top, darling?" Lily blinked.
"You know I do."
"And do you like, on occasion, being Mistress?"
"Of course."
Scorpius's smile widened. "And does it turn you on when I play along and let you?" Lily's mouth fell open. "It's very rare to find a Dom who is constantly in that mode, and even less likely to find a sub who only enjoys submission. You're seventy five percent sub, twenty five Dom. I'm more like ten and ninety. Avery is probably close to fifty fifty."
"Oh," she said as they went inside properly, then smiled. "This is why you're the best teacher," she murmured. "That makes a lot of sense." She slipped her coat off. "Now, I believe I earned birthday rewards," she purred and pulled him down and kissed him.
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