Epilogue Part 1: Time and Togetherness
The next day, Mrs. Pomfrey let (with great difficulty) Scorpius leave the hospital wing and allowed him to go sleep in the dorm room he shared with Albus.
And ever since the night he'd shared his love with Al, Scorp had been planning. He didn't call it trickery. That was so Slytherin. It was simply courageous, if he said so himself.
That evening, Scorpius lay awake, waiting for Albus to start wanking off, like he did every night.
When his moans started echoing in the room, Scorp, as quiet as he could be, snuck out of his own bed and crawled into Al's.
Looking to the black-haired young man, Scorp could tell that Al's eyes were closed, and took care to move as little as possible as he lay next to the man he loved.
Then he simultaneously took Al's lips in his own and wrapped his hands around Al's firm cock, right next to Al's own hands.
"Scorp?" Al murmured into Scorp's lips, and Scorp, as he brought his lips away from Al's lips and across his chin murmured lustily.
"Who else would it be, Al?" When Al reached up to place both of his hands on Scorp's cheeks, Scorp stopped him and brought his hand back down to where it had been.
"I bet it would be better if we did it together." And it was. With two hands, one of each of theirs, on each of their members and their lips on each others', they brought each other to climax at the same exact time and rode it out, happy to simply lay in the glory of being beside the men they loved—each other.
"I love you, Scorp." Al murmured, as he brought his lips across Scorp's chest, the rippled muscles beneath the skin becoming slick and wet as he switched to using his tongue.
"I-I love you too, Al." His words stammered and quickened at Al's ministrations.
As Albus brought his tongue down past Scorpius' navel and into the soft, blond curls beneath, Scorpius nearly cried out in near-ecstasy. He was so close—so close. That's all he could think, all he could want. Closer…closer.
Scorpius hissed in sharply when Albus purposefully avoided the most sensitive area of his body and began licking along the inside of his legs and suckling the space where groin met thigh.
"A-a-al, p-p-pleaase."
And then Albus, starting at the base of his aching cock, cork-screwed around and around the pulsing member until his tongue reached its head and then he swirled his tongue in the precome that leaked out of his erect member.
As he slowly drew his mouth over Scorpius' cock, Albus let his hand caress his firm buttocks and then, with well-practiced skill, used a nonverbal spell to lubricate his fingers thoroughly.
When he inserted a single digit, Scorp lurched toward him, drawing it almost all the way out and cramming himself down Al's throat, nearly choking him.
Sliding his mouth off his erect shaft, Al looked up at Scorp as he squirmed on the intrusion. "Scorp?" he asked tentatively.
"It—"he continued to squirm. "—feels weird."
"Want me to stop?" he licked up and down the painfully erect member in front of him.
"N-nooo…" Scorpius let out on a moan.
"That's good. I wasn't hoping to." Al replied huskily as he slipped another finger into Scorp's tight orifice.
As Al began to deep-throat Scorp, he twisted his fingers around so his thumb could massage his perineum while he scissored them from inside his red-hot heat.
"Oh, Merlin!"Scorpius cried, his vision blurred by the bright-white intensity of his ecstasy as Albus inserted a third finger. "Oh, Al you feel so…ungh…good…"
When Al knew he was ready, he removed his mouth from Scorp's cock and his fingers from inside of him.
Scorpius attempted unsuccessfully to bite off an insatiated moan when the intrusion ceased.
Rolling over him, he pulled himself up behind Scorpius, and with painfully slow movements, began slowly drawing himself in.
"Merlin, Scorp. Y-you're soo tiiight…" Al groaned happily, and Scorp let out a hissing breath as the searing pain coerced through him.
"Scorp? Should I stop?" Al whispered, concerned.
"N-no, A-al…it-it'll get easier…" and soon he relaxed, able to breathe easier.
So continued until his hips rested against Scorpius'.
And Scorp turned his head to fuse his lips to Al's biting his lower lip and tugging gently, telling Al that he was ready for him to move.
Wrapping his arms around Scorpius' muscled chest, Albus linked his fingers with his love's and slowly drew out of inside of him and then plunged back inside, this time traveling deep enough to reach his prostate, causing Scorpius to let out a shriek.
"Oh, Merlin, oh, Al!" He began to babble, overcome with such a blissful feeling. Then he captured Albus' wonderful lips with his own again, until he nearly screamed, "Al, I'm gonna—!"
"It's okay, Scorp, come for me baby." And that was all the encouragement he needed, because he came, blindingly so, and it was, for the first time, Al who came at the glorious sound of Scorp coming, and loving every minute of it.
When their breath started to return to normal, Al slid himself out of Scorp and captured his lips in a tender kiss when Scorp rolled over to face him.
"I love you, Scorp." Al murmured happily.
"I know." Scorp replied cheekily, but just as quietly, and earned him a slap on the arm out of good humor.