Out of Bounds
written by: albe-chan
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction and I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of the characters mentioned that belong to J.K. Rowling, I am making no money from this, and any similarities with real life are purely coincidental. This work will contain MATURE THEMES, such as coarse language, mature subject matter (mentions of graphic sex, nudity, etc.), and violence. Please, if you are not over the age of 18, or of majority in your country, DO NOT READ THIS! You have been warned!
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Lily O'Shea-Potter woke to the sound of her cell phone ringing. She grunted, reaching out and cracking one eye blearily in the dark to turn it off as some disengaged part of her brain registered the time at two seventeen, she presumed in the morning. The redhead's next thought was wondering why in the fuck someone was calling her at such an ungodly hour. The phone kept ringing, interrupting her sleep. She prayed it would go to voicemail and sighed gratefully when the annoyance stopped, only to curse colourfully when she heard the ringing start again, four seconds later. At last, Lily opened her bright, golden hazel eyes properly and picked up the stupid phone. "'Lo?"
"Lily," came the deep, nipple-hardening, panty-soaking voice she loved most in the whole wide world. She felt her breathing quicken, her pulse kicking up, and licked her lips, instantly awake. "You're not here."
"No," she breathed in agreement. "I'm at home."
She could hear and feel the frown in the voice. "No, you're not." Her mouth went dry, because now that deep, velvet smooth voice was laced with iron. "I haven't seen you in six days, and I came home to an empty bed."
Lily frowned the tiniest bit. "You said you were coming home in the morning," she mumbled through a yawn.
"Darling," he rumbled, and she bit her lower lip, "it is morning."
"Then come and get me," she found herself murmuring, sitting up. A small smile curved her mouth. "I only stayed here because I miss you more when I'm there and you're not," she added softly.
"I'm on my way."
Ten minutes later, Lily slid into the passenger seat of Scorpius Malfoy's low slung, sexy black Jaguar and climbed eagerly over the console and into his lap, fastening her mouth hungrily over his. The tall, leanly muscled blond smoothed his hands greedily up her thighs after his seat went back as much as possible. "Hi," she breathed between fervent kisses, practically ripping her nightgown off and groaning as his mouth fastened over a nipple.
"I missed you," he grunted, nipping her other nipple, moulding the supple mounds of her generous breasts, and she moaned. "I missed you lots," he grunted. She cried out as he guided her hips to lift, brushed her panties aside, and then sat her back down on his rock hard prick, and as Lily mewled her satisfaction, the blond fought to control himself and not just fuck her tight, wet pussy until he lost it.
"I missed you more," she said huskily. Scorpius, spreading her ass as he kissed her neck and chest, smirked against her flesh then bit her lightly. God damn it, she's perfect.
"Show me," he rumbled, sitting back with difficulty. Those full, rosy tipped breasts, that luscious mouth, and even though he couldn't actually see it, her firm, fleshy ass, all for him, so fucking delectable. He couldn't resist grabbing it harder
"There's not enough room to show you properly," she breathed, and grunted as she lifted slowly and sank back down onto him hard. She moaned as he moved his hands and tugged at her nipples teasingly, riding him fast and deep. "Master, please, please, I can't wait."
He grinned, and then lifted her right up off his prick, cutting off her impending orgasm, and she moaned her frustration. "You can wait," he rumbled, tucking himself back in and although he wanted to pound her delicious, dripping pussy until she screamed his name, Scorpius merely kissed her. Lily grunted and wriggled atop him, then sighed when he merely lifted a brow. "And the faster we can get going, the sooner you'll get to come, darling."
Scorpius watched her eyes go wide, unable to help grinning, loving that he could still elicit that wide-eyed, naked lust in her. It filled some sort of, what he supposed, was an emotional void. Her emotions were his too, privately and vicariously, because she had lots of them, and felt each of them wholly and fully and with her entire being, and he had few that came easy and precisely one he felt to that degree. It was a secret pleasure of his, watching the play of emotions through her eyes and expressive face, especially ones involving dilated pupils and shallow, rapid breathing.
The redhead quickly climbed back into her seat, biting her lip, still horny as all get out, wanting nothing more than to finish riding her fiance's cock into oblivion. Although it would be preferable to do so in bed. So she waited what felt like an agonizingly long time to her for them to get to his underground parking garage, then into the elevator, and an absolute eternity to get to the penthouse. She was all but quivering in anticipation as the tall blond key-fobbed them out, dark grey eyes even darker than normal as he looked at her. She'd left her sleep shirt, an oversized and paint-stained number with ratty holes along the bottom hem, in the car, and only had on her tiniest, skimpiest pair of panties that she was surprised even held together, really. A whisper of black lace and silk strings Lily had slipped on during Scorpius's drive to get her.
"Look at you," Scorpius drawled, and teased her through her skimpy lingerie. "Dripping and aching for it, aren't you, slut?" Lily licked her lips, staring into those magnetic, thundery grey eyes that she'd fallen for from the moment she'd met him, and then paused. Scorpius took a step closer, pushing both hands into her mane of dark red waves, mouth covering hers as he kissed her tenderly. "Affirm."
"Yes, Master," she moaned, melting to him, clinging to his very solid form and moaned again, in anticipation this time, as he carried her to the second bedroom. The room of their most wicked pleasures, and some of Lily's most fond memories of her fiance. And the room that, depending on Scorpius's mood, was either her playroom or her dungeon. The redhead wasn't often picky about which Scorpius chose.
"Such a good girl," he rumbled, climbing right up with her onto the large, perfectly made up bed with it's slate sheets and soft black coverlet, laying her out and moving over her. "Arms up." He pulled the manacles on the bed up, hooking them through a slat on the headboard, and affixed them, then grinned once he clicked them taut, one and then the other. "Mmm, my perfect slut," he groaned, and suckled a plump nipple, nipping teasingly, then sucked harder still, wrenching a gasp of pleasure from her.
"Master," she breathed and cried out as he bit her nipple hard.
"Tell me what you're in the mood for, my slut. And be explicit." Lily gulped, thinking, and waited. "You may affirm."
She flicked her green-gold eyes to his. "I want you, Master. Over me, and in me, any way you want, every way you want. Until I can't move."
A slow smile curved Scorpius's mouth and he drew a thumb across her parted lips. "Every way?" he murmured.
"Every way, Master," she confirmed and whimpered as he bit her nipple again. "Please."
Scorpius pulled back, grinning, and then licked her soaked pussy through the skimpy lingerie, hooking his tongue around the lace and pulling it off with only his mouth. She lifted her hips, greedy for more attention from his talented lips and wicked tongue, helping him divest her of the tiny garment. "Such a good girl," he drawled huskily. He gave her another teasing lick, spreading her legs wide, and then moved off the bed. "Roll over, my slut."
Lily groaned, beyond horny and aching to be fucked, and complied willingly, rolling onto her stomach, spreading her legs again. Scorpius spanked her, spread her, licked her anus teasingly, and then moved to the dresser that held a wide assortment of sexual pleasure devices.
A drawer opened and closed, then another, and Lily sucked in her breath, waiting patiently, wanting nothing more than to peek. She moaned when she felt the familiar sensation of leather on her flesh. Scorpius smoothed the riding crop up her back and then slowly back down, zig-zagging lazily. "Have you been naughty while I've been away?" Scorpius asked in a deep voice. Lily blushed, even though he couldn't see her face, and gulped. "Affirm."
"Yes, Master," she admitted. Because she had been. The first night he'd been gone, out of town on business, she'd been decidedly bad.
"Tell me," he said in the deep, bedroom voice laced with hard authority. She grunted, feeling unbearably horny.
"Master," she breathed, wanting nothing more than to have him bring her to completion. A loud shout was wrenched from her at the white-hot flash of pain that melted into stinging pleasure across her backside, courtesy of his riding crop.
"I'm not asking you, my slut," he rumbled. "Tell me."
Lily licked her lips, following the pressure of his sure hands to rise onto her knees, arms stretched out before her, ass in the air. "I was very naughty, Master," she said throatily. God, it was worth whatever punishment he decides upon, though.
He lashed her with the crop again and she cried out. "I know," he said sternly. "Tell me anyway."
She licked her lips, wondering how he'd known. "I came in here, the first night, Master," she said quietly.
Scorpius almost smiled and Lily gasped as the leather flap at the end of the riding crop tapped her dripping slit. "Did you pleasure yourself?"
"Yes, Master."
He tapped her clit now. "How many times?"
Lily blushed. "Four, Master." His brows lifted a little, mouth curving up. He smacked her pussy harder with the crop.
"Four," he said slowly, and drew the end of the crop teasingly up her ass crack. She half screamed, biting her lower lip hard when he lashed her. "With what?"
"Master," she whimpered and cried out when he lashed her again. "Please, Master," she begged.
"Tell me, my slut. Or it will be even longer before I let you come." She whined with need, knowing when she told him she'd undoubtedly be punished thoroughly. "Do you need some more encouragement, my slut?" he drawled, and she screamed when he lashed her, harder than the other times.
"I used the Sybian, Master," she moaned, and almost cried with relief when she felt his cock teasing against her entrance.
"I know you did," he murmured and she moaned loudly as he filled her from behind. "Was it good, my slut?" he murmured roughly. He started slow and deep, rocking his pelvis against hers, making her moan long and low. "How fast did you come?"
"Master, please," she breathed. He paused in his very gentle thrusting, filling her, making her want to scream. "Please."
"Answer the question, my slut."
"It was good, Master," she moaned, and huffed out a breath as he began moving within her again. "Ooh, so good. I came fast. Really fast. Unh!" She grunted when he spanked her stinging ass hard.
"Manners, my slut."
"Yes, Master." She groaned when he spanked her again.
Scorpius smirked, pulling out a bit more, increasing the speed a little. "What setting did you have it on?"
Lily grunted again. "Two, Master," she panted as he ever so slowly fucked her harder and faster.
"The whole time?"
She blushed. "I put it up to three for the next two, and then four on the last one, Master," she admitted. He grasped her hips, fucking her hard and fast and deep, pulling her down onto him as he thrust forward and Lily moaned, wanting to come, barely holding back. "Please, Master, please, please, I have to come, please!"
Scorpius pulled away abruptly and Lily screamed her frustration. If she hadn't been bound she was certain she'd have jumped him and pinned him down to finish herself off. "Such a naughty girl." Scorpius spanked her again. "You know what that means, my slut," he rumbled.
Lily bit her lip, moaning. "Please," she whispered.
"Mmm, beg and plead all you like, my naughty girl. You owe me for four orgasms." She cried out when his tongue swirled over her ass hole. "Four hot, screaming, perfect orgasms, my slut." She whimpered. "On your back, my slut."
Lily rolled onto her back, dying for completion, feeling the impending arousal dwindling infuriatingly, and huffed out a breath of annoyance. Scorpius tapped her very wet folds with his crop again, smirking down at her. "Master, please," she whispered, although she had a feeling it was for naught. She knew Scorpius would push her until she lost control, and fought to maintain it.
"Do you know how I already knew precisely how many times you came in my dungeon?" he asked in the deepest register, the one that made her mad with wanting. "Would you like to know, my slut? Affirm."
"Yes, Master," she panted, staring at him, begging him. His dark grey eyes were almost black.
"I watched you, my perfect little slut." The riding crop slapped down onto her clit, hard, and she gasped, eyes going huge. His gaze turned hungry. "I watched those perfect tits bouncing." He slapped her clit again. "I watched you toss your hair like a porn star." The crop smacked down again, harder, wrenching a sharp cry from her. "And I watched you moaning and screaming my name four times while you rode the Sybian, my slut."
Lily was blushing, her cheeks a dark red, certainly, and moaned as liquid arousal pooled between her legs, on fire with wanting. She pulled uselessly at the restraints, dying for friction between her legs, of any sort, to finish her off. "Please, Master," she moaned, louder than ever.
He moved over her and rasped against her ear, "And you have no idea how well that video served me in your absence, my slut." She groaned, right on the edge. "Would you like to come?" She whimpered. "You may affirm."
"Yes, Master!" she gasped.
Scorpius sheathed himself in her roughly and she cried out, losing control as he growled, "Come for me, darling." Lily couldn't have resisted, even if she'd tried, coming harder than she'd ever come before, she was certain, as she screamed her orgasm.
Three more perfect, mind-numbing, face-melting orgasms later, Lily was panting, sated, and exhausted as Scorpius curled her into his chest, having brought her back to their real bed. "Welcome home," she murmured, closing her eyes and putting her face in his chest.
Scorpius kissed her forehead, and felt her breathing even out. "You make it home, my love," he whispered, certain she was asleep, but Lily, who was still teetering on the edge, heard him. And as sleep finally overcame her, she was smiling.
The next morning came too soon for the redhead's liking, but as it was Saturday, she was glad to roll over into her fiance's warmth in the massive, raised bed in the master bedroom and kiss his throat, teasing her fingers through his platinum blond hair. His face didn't change, but she knew he was awake when his hand moved around her ass cheek possessively. "Good morning," she said in a soft, gravelly voice, even as the clock declared it quarter to noon.
"I hope you're kissing me because you want sex."
Lily chuckled. "Last night wasn't enough for you?" she purred.
"Last night was you settling up. Now I want my hot, nasty homecoming sex," Scorpius murmured, finally cracking his eyes open.
Lily moved atop him as he rolled onto his back, tossing her snarled mane of dark red hair. The blond grinned sleepily. "First tell me how you watched me," she breathed, leaning down to kiss him.
He grasped her ass cheeks gently, one in each hand, and spread her. "I put a camera, set with a motion sensor, in there because I was curious to see if you'd go in to play by yourself. It has a direct feed to my phone."
She blushed a tiny bit. "That's not very nice," she murmured, frowning a little.
Scorpius kissed her, threading his fingers through her hair, tongue pushing into her mouth, claiming ownership. "No, what's not nice is being thousands of miles away and watching you, in real time, pleasuring yourself. It was very hot, darling."
She blushed some more and bit her lip. "Did you touch yourself, watching me?" she asked in a thick voice, and Scorpius grinned as her pupils dilated.
"More than once," he said, enjoying his fiancee's slow, deep inhale as her pupils got even bigger.
"Did you wait until the end to come with me, Master?" she purred, spreading herself out atop him.
"No," he said, smirking a little. "Not the first time."
"Hmm, naughty," Lily purred, and nipped the side of his neck, then kicked her feet up when he gripped her red ass. She looked up at him coyly, from under her lashes, smirking a little. "You always wait for me to finish, Master," she murmured. "I think it's your turn to be punished."
Scorpius groaned as she pulled back and traced teasing fingertips over his prick, followed by her hot tongue, tracing molten patterns up his length. "Darling," he grunted, fisting his hands in her hair. Her lips closed around the head of his prick and he groaned, twitching against her palm, and then she released him, smirking.
"Oh no," she said, and tossed her hair, rising onto her knees. "That won't do. Try again." A blond brow arched. "I'll give you a hint," Lily murmured, and leaned down to kiss him as he propped his head up under one arm. "Since you were a naughty boy while you were away too, I think I deserve birthday privileges."
Scorpius tugged one of her nipples, enjoying her soft noise of pleasure. "Really," he drawled.
"Mmhmm," she declared, and kissed him thoroughly. Scorpius allowed her dominance, and savoured the hand she put to his face and the tender grunt of satisfaction she made as his other arm stretched out toward the nightstand.
One corner of his mouth quirked up a little. "Would you like me to get the handcuffs, Mistress?" he rumbled and she wet her lips.
"Yes," she breathed, and took a moment to contain herself as he retrieved the handcuffs, then lifted them from his hand. "Arms up, naughty boy," she said, feeling almost dizzy with lust and drunk with the power, wanting nothing more than to tease and taunt her fiance until he begged her for it. Although she had a feeling she'd still wind up being the one begging. Once she had him secured to her satisfaction, Lily kissed him lightly, her hair falling around them in a curtain, and then pulled back and slid downward once more, spending long, lazy minutes giving him a spectacular blowjob.
She filed away every satisfied growl and hiss of pure pleasure, and her eyes flicked up as he looked down at her. And Lily barely held in the giggle as she very teasingly, but pointedly, dragged her pearly whites over his sensitive tip and he wriggled and almost whimpered. But still she didn't break through his control. Time to up the stakes. She crawled up his body, licking and kissing him as she moved, and dipped her pelvis to tease her dripping folds over his hard cock.
The redhead sucked in a deep breath and grinned when he grunted, thrusting up against her. "Oh no, naughty boy, you're going to have to earn this hot wet pussy on your cock." She kissed him and then scooted up a little more, teasing her dripping folds over his mouth now. "And when you beg, I'll consider it."
Much later, after Lily had succumbed to the pleasures of Scorpius's delicious body and fell victim to the lure of his rough, low voice, urging her to pleasure herself on him, they had showered and Lily had imbibed the required cup of coffee to be functional, and Scorpius went to the office, despite it being Saturday, to get things prepped from his trip. He dropped the redhead at the Potter residence to paint, and Lily, feeling too keyed up, put in a poor hour on her latest greeting card before she couldn't force herself to sit any longer. She paced her bedroom and decided she needed to go for a run to calm herself. So she plugged her earbuds into her phone, changed quickly into one of the few spare changes of running clothes she'd left at her mother's house, grabbed her keys and some cash, and headed down the stairs.
Her feet carried her, out of habit, back toward Scorpius's condo. She hesitated, panting, as she stopped outside, then decided she'd go up, have a snack and run back to Potter's. Then, surely, she'd have burned off her excess energy. She went up and into her fiance's condo, and got a banana and some fruit snacks for her snack, chugged a half a bottle of water and moved into the living room. She could see, down one short hall, the master bedroom. The bed was all made up and everything seemed in order, so the redhead assumed the cleaning lady had already come and gone.
She finished her snack, looking out at the spectacular view, and then glanced the other way, down toward the second bedroom, thinking about how she'd crept in there, heart pounding, to take advantage of Scorpius's collection of toys when he'd been away. She bit her lip, sipped some water, and tried to ignore the flash of desire thinking about that night brought. But she couldn't block out the thoughts of Scorpius watching her, touching himself. She smirked a little, wondering if the camera was still in there.
You could just go in and take a peek around for it. Lily blushed at the traitorous thought, but felt her arousal ramp up. Surely it wouldn't harm anyone if she just went in. It wasn't like she was going to be naughty again.
She got up off the couch and padded barefoot, having discarded her shoes and socks beside the coffee table, toward the second bedroom, pausing at the door. Everything seemed normal and exactly as it should be. Lily gulped and crossed the threshold, looking around. If I were Scorpius, where would I hide a camera? She glanced at the night stands, but their tops were barren. Ditto for the dresser. She moved closer to the dresser. Maybe it was hiding inside? She blushed and hesitated, feeling like she was snooping. You live here. How is that snooping? That was a pretty fair point.
She opened the second tier drawer, eyes roving over the assortment of dildos, and she swallowed thickly, licking her lips, feeling a hot blast of arousal. No, she was here to snoop- look around for the camera. Not be a naughty slut again.
Lily made to close the drawer, and a traitorous voice whispered in the back of her mind. What would it hurt if you just took a little break to get off? It would help you relax to paint. That was also an excellent point, all things considered. She always felt much more calm and able to relax into the painting zone after sex. She bit her lip. Scorpius won't even know. He probably unhooked the camera after he got home last night.
A rebellious surge of arousal coursed over her flesh, making her breathing hitch, and even though she knew she was alone, she glanced around nervously as she undressed. She licked her lips then picked up the biggest vibrator Scorpius owned, a red number that she knew from experience felt great everywhere, and eased the drawer closed. She felt wicked, but the thrill of doing something moderately, though not expressly, forbidden turned her on even more. She laid down on the bed, legs over one side, and closed her eyes, rubbing the dildo over her folds, already wet.
She didn't waste time, setting the dildo vibrating at once, and plunged it into herself, moaning loud as she filled herself to the brim. And just like last time, in what seemed like moments, she was moaning loud and crying out Scorpius's name as she came hard around the vibrator, panting and humming as her orgasm faded, another building in its wake. Lily readjusted herself on the bed and stroked the vibrator in and out slow, writhing and gyrating as she fucked her own pussy with the toy, enjoying the sensation but wishing, just as she had last time, Scorpius was there with her. She wished it was his hand guiding the thick, deliciously rumbling dildo in and out of her, wished it was his hand that pinched her nipple, and wished, most of all, he would miraculously show up and fuck her into next week.
The redhead pleasured herself longer on the next one, drawing out the blissful agony until she couldn't take it any longer and let go with loud, screaming abandon. She'd rolled onto her stomach, one arm pinned beneath her as she rode the vibrator, and melted, face first, into the mattress as she panted and gasped in the wake of her intense orgasm. And as she at last lifted her head, she heard two things simultaneously.
The door to the bedroom closed and Scorpius's voice said, very deep and rough, "You're being a very naughty girl again, my slut."
Lily sat up quickly, blushing hard, and turned off the vibrator, even as Scorpius shucked his suit jacket, smirking. "I didn't think-" she began, but bit back the rest as he lifted a brow at her. She'd been about to say she hadn't expected him to come home. Or expected him to walk in on that. Or that she'd been mostly hoping he'd never find out.
"Mmm, I did mention the direct feed to my phone from that camera, didn't I?" Scorpius drawled as if he'd known what she was about to say, unbuttoning his shirt now. She sucked in a breath, watching him undress, and her pulse thudded through her veins, molten and laced with hormones that made her dizzy with desire despite two fantastic orgasms.
"Yes, Master," she said and licked her lips as he tossed his shirt down, toed off his shoes and undid his belt. He moved to the night stand and withdrew her collar, then buckled it around her neck.
"And I'm certain you know what's coming next," he continued. "Don't you, my slut?"
"Yes, Master," she said, her voice deepening and going throaty with desire. Scorpius grinned.
"You can't imagine my surprise when I heard my phone go off and checked it to find you sneaking into my dungeon to play, slut," Scorpius said conversationally, going to the dresser of delights. Lily felt her arousal crank up when he opened the dildo drawer and withdrew not only her own purple dildo, but a slightly smaller, teal coloured one as well. He set the toys atop the dresser and Lily's nipples hardened when he slid open the bottommost drawer. Because she knew that drawer was reserved for when she'd been either very good or very bad and she had a feeling she wasn't about to get rewarded. At least not yet. "Hands and knees, naughty girl," Scorpius rumbled.
Lily complied readily, setting the big red vibrator on the night stand, and heard the bottom drawer close, wondering what he'd picked for her. Then she heard another drawer open, and couldn't resist the urge to peek. Her tawny hazel eyes, vibrant green and brown flecked heavily with gold, widened as she saw him lift that massive wooden paddle from the second last drawer.
Just like when she'd seen it for the very first time, a thrill of terror went through her, and she looked away. He's never pushed you too far before. He knows you. There's nothing to be afraid of. Despite her mental pep talk, Lily was slightly terrified still. She tensed as he moved toward her. She felt the paddle drop onto the bed behind her, the heavy weight making her stomach drop. Lily licked her lips and gasped as Scorpius spanked her, thankfully with his hand. "Look at me, my slut." She looked up, seeing him standing beside her, and watched his mouth curve up at one corner the tiniest bit. "So very naughty, aren't you? Affirm."
"Yes, Master," she breathed.
"And should I punish you, my naughty slut?" he rumbled, one brow lifting. Lily swallowed thickly. "Affirm."
"Yes, Master." She moaned as his hand cracked over her ass again.
"Louder, my slut," he rumbled, and moved behind her. She bit her lip as she felt him pick up the paddle, and when he brought it against her ass, hard, she couldn't help it. She screamed loud. Because it was like the riding crop on steroids. It was white hot pain, all over her ass, and for a moment she lost her breath at the intensity of it. She sucked in air gratefully, her entire ass on fire as blood rushed to the surface of her skin, smarting the flesh, and Lily whined as Scorpius grazed a hand across it, then teased fingers over her pussy, distracting her from the stinging burn that slowly faded into pleasurable warmth. "That's much better," he murmured as she hummed, rocking back onto his fingers.
She whimpered, pouting a little as his fingers moved away, and then the paddle came across her tender flesh a second time, making her jolt upright, and automatically she said loud and clear, "No, stop, that's too much." Scorpius paused, and Lily said, for the first time, her safe word. "Passion berry." She felt the paddle hit the bed and let go of a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding.
"Do you want to open the door?" Scorpius murmured softly, one very warm hand moving over her lower back, fingertips tracing small circles that soothed her.
Lily licked her lips and shook her head. "Just not the paddle," she murmured, feeling on the verge of tears. She was furious with herself, and embarrassed, and inexplicably felt guilt, like she'd somehow let Scorpius down. He moved beside her, sitting on the edge of the bed as she sat back, almost resting her hot, flaming ass on her heels, and she was impossibly more furious with herself as three fat tears dripped from her lashes.
"Darling," Scorpius murmured, pulling her close and smoothing her tears away.
She bit her lip and held the rest in by sheer force of will. "I'm sorry," she breathed as he pulled back to look at her eyes, gently tilting her chin up. "I'm sorry, I want to be okay with it, but it's just too much and I can't handle that much just all at once, and-"
He kissed her to cut off her rambling. "You don't have to explain or feel bad. And I can assure you, I don't take it personally." He kissed her again, hotter this time, more thorough, deepening the kiss and Lily groaned into his mouth when his tongue stroked the roof of hers. "Now, shall we continue?" he asked in the molten bedroom voice that made her nipples hard, even though she still felt a sliver of guilt and worthlessness.
Lily nodded, because under the emotions and the stinging pain on her backside, a primal, molten thrum of arousal was still churning, demanding satisfaction. "Yes, Master," she rasped, emotions all over the place, and she fought for control. She felt them and then put them away methodically as she moved back into position and Scorpius got up and moved behind her, smoothing both palms over her bright red ass. She moaned as he spread her wide and licked her, from clit to tailbone and everything except naked lust and burning desire fled her consciousness.
"Very good, my slut." She grunted when he spanked her pussy. "You still owe me for those two orgasms." She moaned when he licked her again, then cried out with pure pleasure as his tongue teased against her ass hole, then pushed into her and as her fiance tongue fucked her, Lily moaned and groaned and tried very hard to ignore the urge to come.
After several long minutes, Lily was fisting the bedspread, pleading Scorpius to finish her off, and almost screamed when he pulled away. "Please," she panted, and licked her lips. "Mmm, please, Master." She heard him move to the dresser and felt him come back and groaned as a toy teased into her pussy and then pressed hard into her ass, filling her, and she grunted and wriggled as he slowly eased it into her.
"Patience, my slut," he rumbled, and she groaned when he spanked her pussy again, then moaned loud as she felt another toy teasing her wetness, sliding up and down her dripping slit. "You've been a naughty girl, so you can wait." She groaned as it went in, filling her, the other one in her ass making it feel unbearably perfect, and she pushed back greedily, desperate for more, dying to come.
"Master," she groaned once it was all the way in and Scorpius smirked, enticing her as he rocked the thick purple dildo in and out of her pussy teasingly. And then, in one swift motion, he lifted the front portion, bringing the two strips of leather up and around her hips, and before Lily even realized what was happening, Scorpius had fastened the harness onto her. It was different from the one she'd worn before, less intricate, but just as snug and impossible to escape from once he'd closed it around her waist. And once Lily did realize what had happened, she moaned, in perfect agony.
"All filled up and no chance of coming," he said, sounding inordinately pleased. Lily shifted her pelvis, tilting and rocking, wanting friction but getting nothing, and whimpered her frustration. "Up on your knees, my slut," Scorpius rumbled, and Lily complied, moaning as both dildos shifted within her temptingly.
"Master," she moaned.
"Would you like to take a ride on the Sybian now, my slut?" he asked, climbing onto the bed behind her, and she groaned as his hands cupped her breasts, thumbing her nipples into peaks. "Or would you like to go out for some afternoon fun first?" Lily groaned. What does that mean, 'afternoon fun'? She couldn't help but be curious. "Which would you like, my slut?" Scorpius murmured, tugging her nipples now and she huffed out an impatient breath. Lily didn't care. She wanted whatever would let her come. "Affirm."
"Whatever you like, Master," she said, biting her lower lip, trying with little success to ride the pair of dildos held within her. "Unh, please," she breathed.
"So eager to please," he murmured, and kissed her neck. "Out it is, my slut." He moved away and off the bed. "Go get dressed." She almost frowned. "Put on that little purple scrap of lace you just bought," he said, tapping her stinging ass lightly. "Go now, my slut."
Lily got up and lead the way to the master bedroom, unconsciously swinging her hips and biting her lip against the delectable torture her lover had inflicted. She dug the purple lace teddy from her naughty lingerie drawer, which had somehow grown almost out of control since she'd moved in with Scorpius, and slipped the scandalous lingerie on. It was all sheer on the bottom, the breast portions see-through lace, and left almost nothing except possibly the actual colour of her nipples to the imagination. And being dotted with glittery sequins and beads that caught the light, Lily knew it would attract attention. She didn't bother with the matching panties. She was panting and breathing shallow as she bent over to pull out shoes, going for her sexiest black stilettos with long leather lacings that wound up her calves. She sat to do them up, shifting and rocking until her eyes glazed and she could hardly focus on the task at hand.
"No coming yet, my slut," Scorpius murmured, and she stood on trembling legs, licking her lips. He tugged her collar, dark grey eyes even darker than normal, and smiled as she looked up at him, pleading wordlessly. "Are you ready?"
I doubt it. "Yes, Master."
She donned her lightweight trench and they headed down the elevator, Lily working on breathing and holding herself together, Scorpius smirking and teasing a hard nipple through her coat. "You have no idea how incredibly sexy you look right now," he rumbled. "Your eyes are begging for it."
"Please, Master," she whispered as the door pinged open to the garage.
"Patience, naughty girl." They got into the Jag and Lily barely refrained from riding the seat to completion, praying wherever they were going was close. He pulled up, fifteen minutes later, to valet parking in front of a plain brownstone building. Three floors, very square, and no identifying features. They went through the wide main doors and Scorpius lead them to the left, to another set of doors, this one with a desk off to one side.
A receptionist with gingery hair and blue eyes who could have been a Weasley, Lily swore, looked up coolly. "Can I help you?" Scorpius smiled pleasantly, produced a card from his wallet, and the woman glanced at it, then her eyes flicked to Lily. "Top floor," the receptionist said, smiling mysteriously, and handed the card back. Lily followed Scorpius through the doors. It was a stairwell, and Lily wanted to cry a little, because she knew she wouldn't make it to the top without coming.
"Master," she whispered, in agony.
"Two flights of stairs, in return for those two orgasms, my slut," he said in a low voice.
The redhead sucked in some air, grit her teeth, and vowed she'd make it. She might implode, or have a stroke, but she would make it goddamn it. She wouldn't come, she wouldn't, she wouldn't. Not happening. And then Scorpius reached over and undid her coat, pushing it off her shoulders, neatly divesting her of the lightweight garment, making her cheeks smart as he murmured with the tiniest hint of a frown, "I should have put your clamps on."
Lily was certain that would be too much to bear. Instead they walked to the stairs and the redhead started up with iron resolve, Scorpius a stair behind her and to her left. Her grip was white knuckled on the hand rail. After half a dozen steps, she couldn't hold back a moan. It was the worst pleasure, but she couldn't get enough of it. It was the tiniest hint of friction, that steady, gentle rock of the pleasure devices within her with every step, and although it was tempting to give in, she licked her lips, swallowed thickly, and kept going. After the first flight, she couldn't stop the moans from coming. It was perfect, all twenty steps up, and she had to pause at the top of that accomplishment, because she was dangerously close.
"Master," she breathed. "I'm not going to make it," she whined. "Please, please, please."
"You can make it. You can come at the top. You'll come lots when we reach our final destination. Eyes on the prize, darling." She sucked in more air. Lily wanted him to give in, but she knew he wouldn't. You can do this. She grit her teeth, riled her temper, and started up the stairs. She dropped to her knees halfway up the second flight, and wanted to scream. When she met her fiance's eyes, they were impossibly dark, but his hand was impossibly gentle when it smoothed her hair. "Stopping is only delaying the inevitable," he said in her favourite bedroom voice and Lily moaned.
"Master," she moaned, but struggled up and carried on, hanging onto the hand rail now, and was positive she was going to implode at any moment. "Master," she moaned louder. Six steps to go. "Please," she breathed, still climbing, one agonizing step at a time, and then there were only three steps to go. "Master," she moaned, impossibly loud.
"Wait for it," Scorpius warned as she got to the second stair from the top and felt her control slipping in anticipation. She all but leapt the final step. Lily didn't care who heard her as she turned into Scorpius in the next breath, he hooked a thumb around the small and thick strap of leather between the rings that held the dildos in her harness and tugged down roughly. "My perfect slut," he rumbled, and when he pressed them, hard, back into her, she came impossibly hard, screaming and clutching him. And she was pretty sure there was more than one.
Lily had no idea how long she held him, arching and tensing and feeling every muscle clench, goosebumps erupting over her skin with the intensity, but when she at last got back to breathing properly enough to speak, she couldn't find words. She'd been certain she wouldn't make it, but she had. She felt distinctly accomplished, and felt a flutter of desire in her belly, despite feeling replete and loose, when Scorpius grinned. "Was it worth it?" he murmured.
"Yes, Master," she murmured, blushing profusely as they approached a final set of doors. These ones were gold.
"Mmm, and now comes the reward, my slut," Scorpius said in his low voice that she could never resist, and yelped a little as he spanked her still red ass lightly. "You're going to ride a Sybian here, my love, and I want to see if we can break your record."
Much later, when Scorpius and Lily had returned to the penthouse, consumed dinner, and the tall blond had treated her to a mostly not sexy back rub after she'd taken a bubble bath and he'd climbed in with her, they lay in bed together. Her long, dark red hair sprawled over his chest as she rested her head over his heart, curled into him. "Sometimes it amazes me how incredible you are, my love," Scorpius murmured after several long minutes of comfortable silence.
Lily smiled, in half sleepy bliss. "Sometimes it amazes me too," she mumbled back. Blond brows shot up, grey eyes opening, but his hand didn't falter as he stroked her hair. He'd been certain his fiancee was asleep, and then he smirked a little.
"No more sneaking into my dungeon when I'm occupied elsewhere."
"Take the camera out and I'll only sneak into your playroom when you're out of town for a night," she countered.
Scorpius frowned, because that was a hard bargain. "I'll take the camera out, but I have to be gone at least forty eight hours."
"No," she said lightly. "If I don't get to fall asleep with you, I'm going to have to settle for the next best thing." Lily smiled and felt her eyes get heavy. "I'll video chat you so you can watch."
Scorpius smirked, because he was beginning to think he might be turning the redhead a tad ruthless. "Then you can't go into that bottom drawer. It still has secrets."
"Deal," she said, and yawned. "I still can't believe I beat my record."
"You didn't."
The redhead grinned, closing her eyes. "Did so."
"The first two don't count."
"They vibrated too. They count. The stairs didn't count."
"Those first two were out of bounds," Scorpius insisted. "I missed seeing three quarters of them in person, and they weren't even on the Sybian."
Lily shifted against him and kissed his throat. "I love you. They counted," she murmured, feeling herself slowly nod off.
"And I love you, darling." Scorpius closed his own eyes again, slowly drifting off. "But those two were definitely out of bounds."
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: For the very lovely, ultra-amazing thegreenlily's birthday! I hope you enjoyed it! (And if you're wondering, this is NOT the sequel.) It's set between the two stories. The sequel is still half unfinished, but stay tuned for it, hopefully before summer! :)