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Trick or Treat

Halting at the look that had come into the Slytherin's eyes Albus instinctively felt his body tense and prepare itself for battle. But Scorpius wasn't even really looking at him, the Gryffindor realized, sensing abruptly that it wasn't him that the other man felt such hatred and murderous intent towards. So who was it, he wondered as he turned around to make sure they were alone before giving Scorpius a wary, questioning look.

"Why are you so angry?" Albus asked, the whispered words slipping past his lips before he could stop them.

Eyes stormy Scorpius moved forward in long, ground eating strides, wrapping his fingers around the confused Gryffindor's upper arm as soon as the other man was in reach. Dragging the man behind him the Slytherin pulled Albus over to the other man's door. "Open it."

Not sure what was going on, but deciding to trust his gut that the man's anger wasn't directed at him and that Scorpius didn't want to kill him in private, Albus did as asked, unlocking his door and allowing himself to be dragged inside, fighting back the urge to wince when the Slytherin kicked the door shut behind them. But he kept silent and willing as he allowed himself to be tugged past the hallway until they were standing outside his bedroom door.

"Where is he?"

Now he was even more confused. "Where is who?"

"The son of a fucking bitch who did this to you." Letting go of the Gryffindor's arm Scorpius reached out and brushed his fingers over the area of skin that had appeared bruised in the light. "What the hell was your sister thinking, setting you up with a guy who would treat you like this? He must have pounded into you to make you walk like this. You were drunk, weren't you? This fucking Muggle took advantage of you and when I get through with him he's going to be nothing but a splatter on concrete. I knew I shouldn't have let you go to that club, dammit! Your sister better not have killed him already." He added as an afterthought.

His eyes had pretty much widened to the size of saucers by the time Scorpius had finished the first part of his little rant, Albus opening and closing his mouth a couple of times as his brain processed the conclusions the other man had apparently drawn from his physical appearance.

Warmth rushing over him Albus lifted a hand to place a finger over the Slytherin's lips, cutting the man off as the blonde started on another rant about what he thought had happened the night before.

"I did get a little drunk, but I didn't have sex with anyone. I'm walking funny because I fell off my bed during the night and didn't wake up. I ended up sleeping on wood flooring for most of the night and I'm still stiff thanks to the fact that I took all my medical potions with me when I came here and didn't leave any behind at my place. It didn't help that I got into a little bar fight either." Albus added, since apparently the bruising on his cheek was more noticeable than he'd realized. "This guy was hitting on the guy I was there with and he took it personally when Trevor turned him down. And it wasn't Trevor's fault that I got into the fight either, he didn't ask for help when the guy's friends got involved and he got hurt too."

"Oh."

Not that putting Albus in a dangerous situation wasn't still a damn good reason to at the very least beat the shit out of the Ravenclaw's brother, but the fact that the Muggle hadn't had sex with Albus was a stay of execution, at least for the time being.

Dropping his hand Albus remembered his decision from the night before and that morning once his head had stopped feeling like it was stuck is a vise. And with that in mind the Gryffindor took a calming breath and forced himself to hold the other man's gaze as he risked rejection on a more epic scale than usual.

"I'm not interested in Trevor or any of the guys that hit on me last night. I didn't want to go to the club at all, honestly. Not my kind of place. Clubs I mean. Not the orientation it caters to, because I think that I am gay and somehow failed to realize that until you shoved it in my face. And I don't intend to pretend otherwise." Albus saw the surprise in the other man's eyes and finished what he needed to say before he lost his courage. "I don't know if you stopped showing interest in me because I'm not what you want or because you thought it was in my best interests…but I've never wanted anyone the way I want you and if you're still interested I'd really appreciate you saying so and putting me out of my misery either way."

When the Slytherin just stared at him Albus felt his resolve begin to crumble, but he refused to back down until he got a definitive answer.

And so he reached out and gently stroked his fingers through the other man's hair, staring into Scorpius's conflicted eyes as he kept up his simple caressing, silently willing the blonde to answer him.

"You have no idea how bad things would get for you if anyone learned I was your lover." Scorpius finally got out, fingers clenched into fists at his sides as he held in everything else he wanted to say, confess to. The words he wanted to express so that the Gryffindor would know just how much he wanted him.

He had a pretty good idea of how things would be, at least in theory, but he was willing to admit that he probably couldn't accurately predict how his life was going to change if they became a known couple. So Albus didn't argue about whether he could handle the reactions of others, and posed a question of his own as he removed his hand. "Do you think you can handle how bad things could be for you if people knew we were a couple?"

The flash of insult Albus saw in the Slytherin's eyes made the answer plain.

"If you can handle it…if you'll handle it with me…then I'm willing. Are you?"

Scorpius said the Gryffindor's name softly, hardly more than a whisper.

But the blonde made no move to touch him or say anything else, but the way the other man had said his name gave Albus the push he needed to put the fallback plan he'd devised earlier into motion.

"Trick or treat?"

The Slytherin blinked in confusion, the man's question seeming to come out of nowhere. "What?"

"It's Halloween. Pick one. Trick or treat? Keep in mind of course that I am half Weasley and have a lifetime's experience in the art of trickery and mischief making. I might not be in Roxy or Fred's league, but I still grew up being constantly exposed to them and there are no better teachers. So which is it, because I'm not letting you leave here until you pick one."

Since he could imagine what Albus would consider a treat in this situation, and if the man kissed or touched him again he would lose it, Scorpius picked trick.

"Trick it is then."

Reaching out Albus grasped the Slytherin's head between his hands and drew the man close so that he could press their lips together in a passionate kiss he hoped would convey to the Slytherin that he was serious about wanting them to become not just a couple, but lovers as well. That he spent hour upon hour going over every kiss they'd shared and the ones only in his mind that ached to be realized. He ached period, and only the man before him could make it stop.

When Scorpius made one last feeble attempt to end the connection Albus herded the other man up against his bedroom door and removing his hands from their former spot grasped each of the blonde's wrists and yanked them above the Slytherin's head so that Scorpius had no way to struggle or go anywhere.

He wasn't letting his man go until his point was made.

Okay, later Potter wouldn't be able to say that he hadn't tried to be the voice of reason, Scorpius decided as he surged forward to return the kiss, opening his mouth so that the other man's tongue could join his. Tormenting the Gryffindor right back as the kiss deepened the two men slanted their heads to gain better access to each other's mouths, Scorpius sucking on Albus's tongue as he jerked his hands in a bid to free them up to touch his captor.

Making a sound of pleasure and relief Albus's grip on Scorpius's wrists loosened so that the blonde could pull away if he wanted to, the Slytherin immediately jerking his hands free so the he could run his hands over the Gryffindor's body, sliding them under the other man's shirt so that he could get to all that smooth, bronzed skin he'd missed so much.

Not wanting anything in the other man's way Albus reached down and grasped the hem of his top, pulling it up and over his head before tossing it to the side, doing the same to Scorpius's shirt right afterwards so that his own hands could touch the man's bare skin too.

Hands quickly moved over flesh, both in a hurry to relearn all that they'd tried to forget about the other's body. And they were both in a rush to just get closer to claiming the skin still hidden under their clothing.

Wrapping one arm around Scorpius's wait so that the other man wouldn't go tumbling Albus reached out with his other hand and turned the doorknob, pushing the door all the way open as he backed the Slytherin into his bedroom, wanting them both on his bed ASAP.

As the two men entered the room Albus forced himself to be more aggressive than he'd ever been with a girl, not wanting to risk the possibility of the other man's resolve to stay away from him coming back to haunt them. Undoing the Slytherin's trousers in record time the Gryffindor was reaching up to yank the material down when Scorpius broke off their kiss and moved his lips to Albus's neck while the blonde slid a deliberate hand between them.

Something very close to a whimper escaped the Gryffindor's lips as Scorpius began to stroke the other man's erection through his trousers, the Slytherin's brain still working well enough that he knew why Albus was rushing things. But if they were going to do this they were damn well going to do it right.

Sensing that it was what Scorpius wanted Albus let the other man take over, not making a single sound of protest as the Slytherin's mouth and tongue explored his mouth and neck while the man's fingers drove him slowly insane with their teasing, gently caresses along his already painful erection. He wanted to be dominated, taken by this man, the Gryffindor thought dimly as he stroked Scorpius's back, loving the feel of the Slytherin's skin and the way the muscles contracted under his touch.

This was how it was supposed to be. How they were supposed to be.

When they tumbled onto the bed their noses were automatically assaulted by a scent that both recognized immediately from their extensive botany knowledge. Scorpius assumed that it was part of the Gryffindor's plan to seduce him and shook his head at the fact that the man would think he needed it, while Albus puzzled over it before being distracted by the lips taking possession of his own in another powerful kiss.

The heady scent permeating the immediate area stroked the blazes already roaring through their systems, both men hastily helping the other to remove the last pieces of clothing that kept them separated. Before the final piece of clothing hit the floor the two were rolling around in the bed as they kissed and touched, rubbing their bodies together as they mindlessly sought to seduce the other into mindless need.

It was only when Scorpius slid a hand between the Gryffindor's legs to stroke the spot he intended to enter very soon that a corner of his brain clicked on and reality kicked in. The thought wasn't to end what they were doing, he'd sooner throw himself out of the astronomy tower at this point, but the undeniable fact that while Albus wasn't a virgin in the technical sense, his ass was.

Oh shit.

If this were his room this wouldn't be a problem, he had exactly what he needed in his bedside table, but here…there was no way he was going to get inside the Gryffindor without lubricant of some sort. A lot of it given that this was the other man's first time having sex with another man on top of the stiffness from Albus's early soreness.

Lifting his head Scorpius's eyes promised untold disasters if Albus didn't agree with him. "Stay here, I'll be back in a couple minutes. Don't move."

Eyes widening with suspicion and need Albus asked why the Slytherin needed to go somewhere in a voice husky with passion, the Gryffindor stroking hands up the blonde's chest to reinforce the fact that in his mind his lover shouldn't want to leave him for even a second.

Given who he was dealing with Scorpius was blunt and to the point. "I won't be able to get inside of you without lubricant, you'll be too tight and I'll hurt you. I'm just going to get some."

A slow smile crossing the Gryffindor's face Albus surprised the Slytherin by grabbing him around the waist so that he could take the blonde with him as he rolled them across to the other side of the bed, Albus ending up on top. Turning his body the Gryffindor reached over and pressed his thumb to the lock on his own bedside drawer, triggering it to open.

And retrieving one of the items in it Albus turned his attention back to the man watching him with interest. "Will this do?"

Taking the container from the Gryffindor Scorpius quickly read the packaging, a slow, very sexual smile crossing his own face as he opened the lid and squeezed a fair amount into his hand, setting the container back on the drawer for easy reach later. "Let's see, shall we? Raise your hips."

Color flushing across his cheeks Albus did as asked, his body quivering with trepidation and need, trust in the other man gleaming in green eyes determined to see this through. To become Scorpius's lover no matter how potentially painful or awkward that might be.

Being as gentle as possible Scorpius worked his fingers into the Gryffindor, keeping his eyes on Albus's face to gauge the other man's reaction and act accordingly. He could see that the man was more than a little nervous and unsure of himself and what they were doing, but it was also clear in the look in the Gryffindor's eyes and the way the other man moved into his fingers that Albus wanted him to keep doing what he was doing too.

Scorpius held himself in check as long as he could and then removed his fingers, mentally praying that he'd prepared the Gryffindor enough as he reached for the lubricant again. Apply it to his hand the Slytherin applied it to his own erection, the coils of lust in his stomach tightening unbearably when he noticed that Albus was watching him with eyes currently swimming with desire.

In a guttural voice the Slytherin commanded the other man to tell him if what he was doing was hurting him, sending up one last pray before settling fully between the Gryffindor's legs, lifting them up so that they were high on his chest before leaning forward, bracing one hand on the bed while the other he used to guide himself into the tight, wet heat that awaited him.

Eyes widening in shock Albus threw back his head and grinched his teeth, a low moan escaping as he struggled to breath and relax, knowing that he had to if this was going to be anything other than painful. It did give him a whole new appreciation for how bad girls had it their first time, the Gryffindor thought with a strained smile. He owed a couple of exes flowers at the very least, maybe jewelry.

His face reflection similar strain Scorpius worked his erection in until he was fully inside of the other man, panting hard as he struggled to remain as still as possible as he gave Albus time to get used to having him inside of him.

Hoping to distract them both Scorpius kissed and petted the Gryffindor, keeping it up until he sensed that the other man was as comfortable as he could be under the circumstances. "Ready for more?"

Panic immediately crossed Albus's face. "There's more of you?"

Chuckling lustily Scorpius shook his head, smiling widely at the other man. "Not more of me, I meant getting to the good stuff where I start moving and you start enjoying this again."

"Oh. Yes, please."

Chest shaking with amusement the Slytherin's eyes softened, thinking that there really was nothing and no one more adorably loveable than Albus Severus Potter. And at least now, in this moment, the other man was completely and totally his.

He intended to make the most out of it.

Fingers clenching back into fists Albus instinctively moved into the man's trusts as Scorpius's hips began to move, the pain still there but it was mixing in with pleasure so that he struggled to wrap his mind around how he could be feeling both at the same-HOLY SHIT!

Crying out Albus arched like a drawn bow as white hot pleasure zinged through his body, the power of it unlike anything he'd ever felt before. And then it happened again and the Gryffindor found his words again, begging the other man to keep doing whatever he was doing as he eagerly met each thrust now in a bid to reclaim the overwhelming pleasure, calling out his pleasure again each time the Slytherin hit the spot that had him hurtling towards an orgasm that would shatter everything he'd thought he'd known about sex.

Reaching between them to stroke the Gryffindor's erection again Scorpius put more and more power behind his thrusts as he learned just how the other man wanted it, panting hard as he continued to control himself as much as possible as he desperately sought completion for them both.

Choking out the other man's name Albus reached out and wrapped his arms around the Slytherin's neck, forcing his eyes to remain open and focused, the Gryffindor determined to not miss a moment of what was happening as his body pulsed with a life he'd never experienced before.

And then his world shattered and he couldn't think or see, couldn't do anything but feel as he clutched Scorpius to him, the pleasure of his orgasm mixing with the sensations that continued to register as the Slytherin kept thrusting into him, seeking his own completion.

Letting himself go completely now Scorpius lost himself in the incredible heat and pleasure provided by his lover's body, ruthlessly pushing himself over the edge as he came inside his man, hoarsely crying out as his own climax hit him like a battering ram that pummeled him of all emotions and thoughts but one.

Love.

He loved this man.