Just me and my weird One-shots. I just wrote this, so be kind! I thought it was adorable. All rights disclaimed. Enjoy (=

It Sounds Like We're Having Sex

By

Yuval25

"Merlin, Al, yes right there."

Kissing the shell of the other boy's ear, Scorpius moaned as said boy caressed his back in small circles with his thumbs.

"You really shouldn't have practiced without warm up. It's no wonder your muscles are all tense now." Albus said in his soft voice.

"It earned me a massage, didn't i-ohh yes YES!"

Albus rolled his eyes. "It sounds like we're having sex. Maybe you should keep it quiet."

"Maybe we should have sex." offered Scorpius suggestively.

"Shush, you." said Albus as he pressed a tightly-knitted muscle in Scorpius' back. Scorpius moaned loudly.

"You know, if you wanted to have Quidditch practice three times a week, you should have just told me. I could have made a whole new schedule."

"I know. I just wanted to practice alone for a bit." Scorpius told him. He was really starting to relax. Albus's hands were magic.

"Lay down." ordered Albus.

Scorpius quickly lied down on the bed, on his stomach. His shirt was somewhere on the floor where Albus threw it after he came back to the room they shared with two others, with a broom in his hand, sweating and tense like a stick.

It wasn't long before he felt Albus's oil-covered hands pleasuring his poor back. It was heaven. The oil was warm, relaxing his muscles. Albus's hands were doing amazing things to his body. Merlin, he loved the boy. And his hands.

In all of the pleasure, he almost didn't notice Albus sitting on his backside so he could have more access to his back. Almost.

"What are you doing?" asked Scorpius, dumbfounded. A grin was slowly making its way to his features.

"Giving you a massage. What does it look like I'm doing?" asked Albus, obvious to their position.

"I'm not so sure what it looks like, but if I had to guess…" he trailed on.

"Oh-" he could practically hear his boyfriend's blush in his gasp. "No, it's nothing like that."

"I was just saying." Scorpius waved it off with a teasing smile.

"Do you want me to stop?" asked Albus threateningly. Scorpius knew he was serious.

"No. Never stop. Maybe put some silencing charms. You never know…"

Suddenly Scorpius couldn't feel Albus's hands on him.

"No, I'll shut up. Continue, please." Scorpius pleaded. There was a slight moment of quietness before Albus's hands, re-oiled, settled back on Scorpius's body, pressing onto his lower back.

"Mmm…" Scorpius hummed.

Albus, from his position straddling the blonde, was quite enjoying the whole ordeal. It amused him what Scorpius could think of when turned on, and the fact that he couldn't turn his suggestive mouth off at those times.

This was easily one of these moments which could be called peacefully happy. It was moments like this they both adored. They hoped it could go on forever…