My first smut; it's bad. I've been told! Review though (:

The taste of his lips; the feel of her breathe; the touch of his fingers; the smell of her hair; the sound of his groans.

All of his senses were pleasured by this beauty below him. Blonde, tall, and irresistible. And by god, did she know it. And that attitude, the fact she ran the school with her little finger, her protection over her family. She was definitely amazing all right, and she was all his. Well, when he wasn't with Rose that is.

Moving slowly beneath the covers. In, out, in, out. The hissing of his name, barely audible in his ear, said it all. Gripping at her thighs, forcing her legs wider, moving harder into her, nothing felt better than feeling the tips of her nails digging into his back.

She was perfect, her blond hair reaching her mid-back, her blue eyes reflecting the light like crystals. How he wished he could keep her, in his bed, all day. But as they say, all good things must come to an end, and he had to go meet up with Rose.
"I'll see you later then?" Scorpius muttered as he pulled on his cloak and fixing his tie.
"I don't know, depends if you can make it away from Rose for longer than an hour." Dominique replied, coldly. He hated how she looked when he was leaving, like her whole world was shattered, just by the thought of him in bed with someone else, especially her cousin. Little did Miss Veela over by the bed know, that she was the only person Scorpius had slept with. And that's the only person he ever wanted to sleep with.
"Come on, don't be like that, Dom," he pleaded with her, knowing full well she wouldn't take it. And she didn't, jumping up ready for a fight, so he raised a finger to her lips and she knew she was to be quiet. Glaring up at him, challenging him with her eyes, he leant down and kissed her, with just enough pressure to make her weak at the knees.
"I'll see you later." This time, it was a statement, where the previous had been a question. Watching him as he stalked out the dorm and away from her she collapsed onto his bed, sighing. She didn't even realised she'd fell asleep until she woke up as the door slammed shut.

"Oh, you're still here?" He was surprised, yet relieved.
"Yeah, I fell asleep, sorry. I'll go now," she mumbled, standing up and heading for the door quickly.
"No," he spoke, grabbing her arm and pulling her back. "Don't leave, not yet."

And by force of habit their lips met, and she was already being led to the bed, his jacket dropping to the floor as she pushed it off his shoulders. Falling onto the bed, she knelt above him, and she could already feel him. His growing hard on against her knickers, making her wet and turned on. Planting kisses along his neck while he skilfully unfastened her school blouse from the inside and threw it to the side. It was like the whole scene was rehearsed; moving with each other, both slowly undressing the other, yet it was more intense than usual. There was more heart in it, more emotion. Eventually they were both naked under the silk sheets; he was kissing down her neck while rubbing on her clit softly with his fingers; she was trying her hardest not to pull him up to her and force him inside.

He knew what she wanted, and he was going to give it to her, nice and hard. Lifting up and kissing her deep and passionately, lining up and pushing into her in one thorough movement, the vibration of her groan against his lips. The sounds he loved hearing, coming from the only girl he'd ever loved. He'd tell her after, after they'd gotten lost in each other's embrace, he'd tell her what happened. For now, he moved, pulling out painfully slow, feeling her biting her lip to stop her groans.

"You love teasing," she mumbled, and he smirked. Ironically she was the tease, and he was the dominant male, of course she was stronger than he, but when it came to this moment, he was on top. Literally. Pushing back in her and starting their usually quick, deep and sensual pace, he felt the world melt around him, all that mattered was here, all that mattered was this girl. The beautiful Dominique Weasley, the girl he had loved for years and never been able to tell her, the girl who he'd been having the affair with for a year, who woke up in his bed this morning after a night of passionate sex, and who he planned on having waking up in his bed the next morning.

He drove into her, the sounds of the growing moans in his ear. Deeper, harder and faster. Those were the words that she was muttering, and then came three words, words he'd never expect from the Dominique Weasley, the girl who played on boys heartstrings for the fun of it. "I love you, Scorpius"

It drove him mad, suddenly he had his arms wrapped around her, driving into her, biting hard on her shoulder, before feeling the clenching of her orgasmic pleasure around him. Pumping her a few more times at the same pace, he could still feel her tensing up slightly, he climaxed. The feel of them together, wrapped in each other's arms, was euphoric. And he loved it. He lifted up, looking deep into her blue sparkling eyes, searching for a sign. Then he said their catchphrase. The thing that made what they were doing seem perfect. "No regrets?" She shook her head to say 'None whatsoever' and he couldn't hold it in, it just burst out like it was meant to happen; he was grinning like a child.

"I've broke up with Rose."

Told you it was bad! :P Review anyway!3