Garden Tryst by HPFangirl71
A white peacock squawked within the summer breeze and Scorpius moved lazily within Harry's embrace. The older man turned to face the handsome young man. He let his mouth explore his young lover's lips with a languid patience that belied his fiery passion for this man. His fingers pressed into Scorpius' back, which was burning, with the heat of the morning sun. He drifted downward upon the pale body that was his alone to possess and plunder. A white peacock feather fell dangerously near to the boy's throbbing cock and Harry let his breath blow it away upon the air.
Scorpius let out a stifled moan at the sensation it left upon his sun-baked body. Here amidst the colorful private gardens of the Malfoy estate he felt blissfully safe and loved. He let out another soft moan as Harry's hands and mouth explored him fully, making him shiver delightfully within the summer heat. The nesting peacocks had always added to the romance of their many illicit encounters here. Harry was all he needed or wanted in the world. He had fought long and hard to be with him and now that they were bonded, nothing would ever part them again.