Disclaimer: As always I own nothing but the original characters and the situations all characters get in.
Okay, no one guessed the cameo from last chapter. Oh well, I didn't think anyone would catch it, I was pretty vague. Here's hoping you guys have better luck with this chapter's guest appearances.
Dream or Reality
Opening his eyes Scorpius stared at the ceiling and then turned his head, his eyes drinking in the sight of the man sleeping peacefully beside him. The dream was continuing, the Slytherin thought sleepily, recognizing the bedroom they were in as the one his mind had constructed for the Gryffindor. He was really going to be in trouble if the dreams were going to get longer, Scorpius thought as he sat up in the bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he oriented himself. It was already hard enough not to go to bed early and sleep in every morning because of the dreams he was having about Potter without them taking up even more of his time.
But since he was dreaming and Albus was right there….
Pulling the covers down and off his lover Scorpius frowned, seeing no reason why the other man should be wearing clothes even if they were pajamas. He was definitely going to have to do something about that.
And there really was no reason why he should let the Gryffindor impressive morning erection to go to waste, Scorpius thought as he licked his lips in eager anticipation. Especially since he did so love to start the day with hot morning sex.
Shifting over and around so that he was straddling the still sleeping man Scorpius leaned forward and began to tease the other man's lips with his own, smiling a little when the Gryffindor sighed in his sleep but didn't wake. Leisurely taking his time Scorpius waited until the mouth under his started to snog him back before he deepened the kiss, using his tongue and teeth to speed up the waking up process since he wanted Albus awake and aware. And when that wasn't enough to wake the other man up Scorpius simply turned his attention to the man's throat, delighting in the chance to mark the flesh there as his territory.
Arching into the hands that rose to slide under his shirt to stroke his bare back, Scorpius made a throaty sound of approval and tighten his thighs around Albus's to alert the now only half asleep man as to what awaited him when he fully awoke.
The action flicking a switch in Albus's brain the Gryffindor had Scorpius on his back in a heartbeat, the man's hands moving to grasp the blonde's legs as he jacked them up higher on his waist as he rubbed their erections together, timing the thrust of his hips with the swipes of his tongue as he put that to use tasting the Slytherin's willing mouth.
Moaning his pleasure Scorpius reached for the other man's shirt, tugging at the hem impatiently until Albus loosened his hold long enough for the Slytherin to remove the offending article of clothing, freeing it up for the blonde's attention.
The bedside alarm going off Albus reached out and whacked it, efficiently shutting it up as he focused completely on what he was doing. It was Saturday, morning sex was a must.
While the other man possessed his mouth, Scorpius reached between them and taking Albus's hard erection in his hand the blonde started stroking the man to further hardness, deliberately keeping the thin material of the Albus's pajama bottoms between his hand and the other man's hard flesh to stimulate and tease him.
Both men were so lost in what they were doing that neither of them heard the knock on the ground floor's front door or the sound of someone letting herself in when her knocking failed to produce the desired response. Nor did either man notice the sound of pounding footsteps as their visitor ran up the stairs, though both heard her when she yelled to alert her cousin of her presence and reason for visiting so early.
"AL! I'M ENGAGED TO SEV AND IT'S ALL YOUR DAMN-OH MY GOD MY EYES!"
Rosie just managed to grab the railing before she went tumbling backward in her haste to get away from the sight that had just greeted her eyes.
Breaking off the kiss Albus twisted to look in the direction of his cousin's voice, confusion in his own voice as he tried to comprehend what was going on. "Rosie?"
"Yes, Rosie. And I'm now even more pissed off at you than I was before!" His cousin shot back with her back to the two men so that she wouldn't have more horrible images to add to the ones already permanently etched onto her brain. "You've been seeing Malfoy this whole time, haven't you? That so completely invalidates our deal, you know. And I can't even take it back because if I take back my proposal Sev says he's going to never ask me out again!"
"Beat it, Weasley." Scorpius informed her, seeing no reason to ruin what had been a really good dream by adding her to the mix.
Processing her words Albus slowly became aware of the fact that what had been happening before her arrival hadn't been a dream. Memories of the night before came rushing back, including the fact that Scorpius probably had no idea how he'd come to be in his bed with him. But the man knew who he'd been making out with…right?
Cursing at that thought Albus forced himself to get off the other man, ignoring the sound of protest that moved caused. "Rosie, go downstairs, please. I'll be right down in a minute."
Albus waited until he was sure she was back down the stairs before he turned his attention to the man who was climbing into his lap, the Slytherin's intention to go right back to what they'd been doing made very clear. And though the other man's eyes were clear and focused enough Albus wasn't about to assume anything. "Scorpius…you are awake and aware of who you're straddling, right?"
Something about the man's tone had a sneaky suspicion entering the Slytherin's brain, the man thinking about Rosie's unexpected appearance and the fact that his man seemed hesitant to go back to making out with him.
Seeing the confusion Albus sighed, taking that as confirmation that the man wasn't nearly as awake and aware as he needed to be given their present position. "Okay then. Get off my lap, I'll go down and deal with Rosie. If you're….interested in staying in my bed then stay in it until I get back. If not the rest of your clothes are over there on my dresser and I'll see you downstairs when she's gone."
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It took some doing for Albus to calm Rosie down, the fact that Sev had admitted to dumping Scorpius on him the night before helping him convince her that he really hadn't been seeing the Slytherin behind her back. Convincing her that she should be happy that she was now engaged to the love of her life wasn't as easy, but he got her starting to think about wedding plans and that distracted her quite nicely if he did say so himself. So it took time, time he would have much rather spent having sex with the man hopefully waiting for him in his bed, but in the end Albus got Rosie out of his place with a smile on her face.
At least one of them was happy, Albus thought, hearing footsteps on the stairs as soon as the door closed behind his cousin.
Turning his head the Gryffindor watched Scorpius come towards him, noting that the man had borrowed his shower and was once again dressed in yesterday's clothes instead of just his boxer briefs. And wanting to head off the first argument and get it out of the way Albus explained how the man had ended up in the bed beside him. "You accidentally drank too much and Sev and Matt dumped you on me instead of seeing you inside. I couldn't get you into your own place because your keys must be in that pouch in your jacket and you have it bespelled to open only for you. I didn't want to risk trying to break into your place and I didn't mind keeping you here. My guest room has been converted into a playroom/bedroom for my pets and my couch does convert into a pullout bed but the twins sorta broke it the last time I babysat for Domi and Christopher. I haven't got it fixed yet. And while you're-." Albus just barely caught himself before he said that Scorpius was small enough to fit on the couch. "While you could have slept on the couch I didn't see the point when there was more than enough room in…my bed."
"We have a bigger problem than that." Was Scorpius's blunt response, having had time to draw some seriously troubling conclusions. "The living room I could maybe explain away, but there's no logical reason why I should know what your bedroom and upstairs bathroom look like. No logical explanation how I could be dreaming about those rooms in perfect detail having never set foot in either until today."
"What?"
"For the past week I've been having these…dreams. This place is what I dreamed. That's why when I woke up earlier I didn't realize I'd woken up and wasn't still dreaming. How secure is your security? Could I somehow be coming in here in some sort of trance and not knowing it?"
Immediately Albus shook his head, not a doubt in his mind on that count. "Durmstrang would have been on you like a lion on a wounded gazelle." And then a thought occurred to him, one that had his knees perilously close to buckling. "Did you say a week? This past week you've been dreaming of being here with me?"
"Not just here but close enough. Why?"
"Because I've been dreaming about you non-stop this past week too. Every night without fail since last Friday night." The idea that they could have been sharing their dreams was impossible, but he hinted anyway, just in case. "Uhm, first night my clinic, second your place, third was my couch, forth-."
"Stop." Holding up a hand to stop the man from reminding him of each and every dream Scorpius stared at Albus for several heartbeats, unable to believe but seeing no alternative but to do so. "We've been sharing dreams for a week. How is that possible?"
Watching the Gryffindor reach up to fiddle with his ear in a gesture Scorpius knew indicated the other man was nervous, the Slytherin suddenly remembered that in a number of the dreams Albus had had an earring in his ear that was identical to the one he was currently wearing and couldn't remove. The earring he'd gotten a little over a week ago.
The realization had him closing the distant between them, the blonde getting on his tip toes as he braced one hand on the Gryffindor's broad shoulder while his other hand pushed back the thick black hair that parted to reveal an earring identical to his own. "Where did you get this earring?"
Highly aware of the other man's closeness it took Albus a moment to understand, much less make the connection when he remembered noticing Scorpius's earring. "That's how we're sharing dreams? The earrings?" Quickly he explained where he'd gotten his, feeling like a complete idiot prat for not connecting the dreams to the earring before now. He couldn't get the damn thing off after all, and he'd been meaning to have his granddad look at it but…damn.
"Shit. I got it from the same shop. A shop, by the way, which apparently closed up shortly after opening." If it had ever really been open, though that made him sound paranoid even to his own ears. But if someone wanted to mess with either or both of them this was a pretty damn good way to fuck with their minds, both literally and figuratively. "I know some people who might be able to explain this. I'll go and visit them today. Your earring won't come out either?"
When Albus shook his head Scorpius tried to take the Gryffindor's earring out himself, just in case, but no luck. "Okay…I'm going to get fresh clothes on and then start making the rounds. I'll let you know what I find out. We have to get them out, they could do more than just effect our dreaming."
Process this the Gryffindor reached out and grabbed the smaller man's wrist when Scorpius started to move away from him and towards the door. "Back…back there even though you thought it was just a dream…are you….would you…what I'm trying to say is would you maybe be interested in going out with me sometime?"
"Ask me that again when we don't have these earrings in our damn ears." Was all Scorpius was willing to say before he grabbed his jacket from the hook and let himself out.
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In the dream Albus found himself sitting at a table in a pub near his place, listening to two friends of his debate over whether or not it would be better to get their three year old adopted son a cat or a dog. The boy, whose name was Jamie, apparently wanted a snake for his coming birthday but they weren't going for that for obvious reasons. Since Jamie was his own brother's godson and namesake Albus put in his two cents on the issue despite his strict policy of not getting involved in arguments between couples. It didn't help that Colin was a cat person and Wesley preferred dogs.
Sipping his drink Albus stopped listening to the argument when he felt familiar hot eyes on his back. Chugging back the rest of his drink while he felt himself being mentally undressed the Gryffindor grinned at the still arguing pair. "Sorry, Guys, time for me to go."
Turning to look at Albus questioningly Colin grinned when he looked over the other man's shoulder. "I can see why. Now that's a smoldering gaze."
"Are you insinuating I can't smolder?" Wesley wanted to know, crossing his arms in front of him.
"You're so sexy you don't need to smolder."
Sure now that the two would go home happy Albus left them to their making out and made his way through the heavily crowded pub to where his man stood near the front entrance, waiting for him.
Reaching out a hand Scorpius yanked Albus forward and against him as soon as the other man took it. Getting up on his tip toes the Slytherin nipped his lover's ear and then spoke in a voice heavy with need. "I've been waiting all day to get my hands on you."
"Then let's get home so that you can put your hands all over me."
Joining hands the two made their way outside, waiting until they were out of sight of any passing muggles that might be around before apparating to their block. Walking towards the building Albus waited until Scorpius was on the step above him before whirling the other man around for a quick kiss to tide him over, holding the blonde's head between his hands to control the intimate exchange of tongues.
Rubbing himself up against the other man Scorpius spoke in between kisses, keeping his hands on the Gryffindor's hips to keep them pressed up against each other. "Mine."
Nipping the blonde's bottom lip Albus cupped his man's ass, kneading it lovingly as he returned the sentiment that it was his.
Since neither man was the exhibitionist type they broke off the snogging before clothes was removed, both looking thoroughly kissed and more than a little ready to rip clothes off as opposed to simply removing them. More than willing to take the blame heaped on him for starting things before they were indoors Albus let the other man rag on him all the way into the building and towards the stairwell that would take them to their floor.
And when the Slytherin decided to stop just before they reached the second floor for some more snogging Albus was totally behind the idea.
When common sense kicked in and they broke apart for the second time they'd taken off their jackets, Scorpius's shirt was untucked, and Albus had to do up his zipper and re-buckle his belt.
After that they came perilously close to running the rest of the way, jumping each other as soon as the door closed behind him.
Spinning around as they tossed clothing to the floor, the two frantically kissed each other every time they successfully removed an article of clothing or shifted it out of the way, loathed to break physical contact for long.
When he'd gotten rid of the other man's clothing and most of his own Albus started to physically herd the other man towards the stairs that would lead up to the bedroom, the two taking turns pressing the other up against the wall or railing as their hands moved greedily over the other's body. They'd been interrupted before and they were definitely intent on making up for all the time they'd spent apart.
In harsh moans and pants they told each other what they'd been imagining all day, how they were going to touch and pleasure the other for the rest of the night. Both made it clear how much they wanted what the other promised, rolling across the bed once they reached it, Albus laying back and letting the Slytherin take over to ride him. With each thrust the Gryffindor revealed in the power of the other man's body while wallowing in the surrender of his own, their bodies knowing exactly how to move to drive the other closer and closer to the edge of perfect oblivion.
Blind and deaf to the fact that there was a world outside of them the two lovers made frantic, heated love to each other, lost to anything but the giving and receiving of each other's bodies.
