Author's Note: Written for Drcjsnider's prompts from the "28 Flavors" challenge.
Face flushed and his body covered in sweat, Scorpius fell back against the pillows with a sigh. "Fuck, I missed you."
Rose curled up next to him. "I missed you, too."
A gross understatement but she was certain her actions had already told him as much.
Scorpius had just returned from six weeks of intensive training for the Aurors. Forty-two days, eight hours and thirty-two minutes without his laugh, his mouth, his hands. A few days into his training, her favorite fantasy had soon become her sneaking into his dorm at night, sucking him off till he woke up then putting a hand over his mouth, and riding him until they both came. Three weeks into Rose was sure she would go mad – her hands and her toys were a poor substitute for the real thing.
When it was finally over, she had pulled him into a loo as soon as she could and they fucked against the door, fast and hard. Afterwards, she'd been so frustrated that they would have to sit through dinner with both her family and his before they could be alone that she had nearly cried.
But she didn't, instead making the best of their time at her grandparent's house by pulling him into the attic, unbuckling his trousers, dropping to her knees and taking him into her mouth before he could protest.
Scorpius had repaid the favor at his parent's home, leading her into the master bedroom where he bent her over the dresser, pushed her skirt up and pulled down her knickers. Her heart had been beating wildly at the thought of being caught and at one point she had been certain she could hear his father coming down the hall but at the first swipe of Scorpius' tongue, all rational thought had left Rose. She hadn't cared who saw them and only felt a little bad about the scratches she'd left on the dresser as Scorpius fucked her for the second time that day.
As soon as they arrived at their flat, they had barely made it to the bed before Scorpius pushed her down onto the pillows, climbing on top of her and grinding against her as they tried in vain to disrobe without breaking contact.
His eyes fluttered shut and Rose slid her hand down his body, tweaking a nipple before grasping his cock in her hand, feeling it twitch and stiffen with a few loose strokes.
"Oh, no." She straddled him, pushing down until he was fully inside. "I'm not done with you yet."
