Mint Chocolate Chip
written by: albe-chan
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction and I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of the characters mentioned,, I am making no money from this, and any coincidence with real life is purely coincidental. This work may contain MATURE THEMES, such as coarse language, mature subject matter (mentions of sex, nudity, etc.), and/or 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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The sun was just starting to set, turning the low lying clouds pinky orange over the water as they reached the beach. Scorpius parked and cut the engine, and they went to the snackbar and Lily ordered her ice cream. Scorpius ordered a second for himself, paid, and they waited. He took a taste of the first one presented then passed it to her.
Lily frowned, her dark red hair blowing in the wind, but accepted the cone and ate some. It was delicious still. Without speaking, they walked out onto the sand to eat their ice creams. "Thanks," she said at last.
"My pleasure. Just try not to stab me with it again."
Lily rolled her eyes but smiled a little. "You aren't shirtless this time."
"But you've still got hard nipples."
She stopped smiling. "Seriously, I don't know if anyone's ever told you this, but that's a turn-off for most women."
"Looking at their breasts?"
"Commenting on looking at them. Repeatedly."
"And yet, here we are," he said, half smiling. She punched him with her free hand. "Ow! That hurt."
"It did not, you pussy."
His brows lifted at that. "Really?"
"Mmhmm. Now shut up and look at the sunset."
"Oh yes, you prefer me when I'm not talking."
She smirked. And half-naked. "Good memory. I wasn't sure you were even listening you spend so much time staring at my tits. Gold star for you, Malfoy."
"So feisty. No wonder you're single. Most men wouldn't be suckers for such punishment." She glared. "Then again, I like the sexy-angry thing."
"I can see why you're single," she shot back.
"Is that so?"
"Yup. Pervert? Strike. Rude? Strike. Arrogant? Strike. Three strikes, you're out buddy."
He laughed, deep and husky, and she felt her body responding to the sound. Goosebumps of awareness erupted on her arms, her nipples hardened even more, and, despite the fact she wanted to hate him because he was a rude and arrogant pervert, she found herself unbearably attracted to him. "You forgot the lack of conscience."
"My bad."
"So what's the deal, really?" he asked after a moment. She shot him a questioning look. "Why is your mother setting you up on blind dates?"
"Not that it's your business, but I'm assuming because she thinks I need to find a 'nice young man' so I can settle down and pop out a couple grandbabies for her." She licked her ice cream. "What's the deal with you? Why would you go on a blind date your mother asked you to do as a favour?"
"Same thing. She thinks I'm never going to settle down and find a nice lady to pop out a couple grandbabies for her because I'm a workaholic."
"Are you? A workaholic that is," she asked. He grinned.
"Oh yeah, guilty on all charges there." She smiled back, and then burst out laughing as a seagull flew overhead and crapped right on his ice cream cone. He stared at it in mute shock. Lily couldn't contain her hilarity, falling back onto the sand, holding her own cone up safely. "That is so not funny," he said, tossing his ice cream aside. Lily only laughed harder.
"Yes it is!" she gasped. "Oh my fucking God, your face was fucking priceless! And that's karma for mine earlier."
He arched a brow. "Karma, eh?" She half sat up, leaning on one elbow, still giggling, and nodded. He grabbed her cone and tossed it over his shoulder.
Her mouth dropped open. "You prick!"
"Karma for laughing at my misfortune," he said. Lily sat up and pushed him, and the next thing she knew she was on her back in the sand again, and Scorpius was atop her, and she was staring at him, mouth parted, eyes wide. For a long moment they just stared at one another and then he dipped his head and kissed her, and she kissed back, pulling him down. Of their own accord her hands went around his neck, across the broad expanse of shoulders, and she groaned, because he was warm and tasted like mint chocolate chip ice cream.
His mouth slanted, tongue teasing her lips and she opened her own mouth to his voracious onslaught, trying to think rationally even as her libido flared. His hand moved from her face, down her neck, and over her breast. Her fingernails bit into his shoulders when he teased a nipple gently, and he groaned into her mouth. She gasped as he pulled back abruptly, then smirked. "Definitely a wildcat in bed," he rumbled.
Lily swallowed, releasing him, and sucked in a deep breath. "Not that you'll ever know for sure."
He moved away fully and she sat up, and they both stood. When they made it back to the Jeep, Lily moved automatically to the driver's side out of pure habit, and then paused, turning. Scorpius was right behind her and she looked up at him, then pulled him down and kissed him again. She couldn't help herself. He was tall, and smelled good, and was way too handsome for her own good, and when that half of his mouth turned up, she couldn't resist.
He pressed her against the side of her Jeep, tongue in her mouth, and she groaned because he still tasted like ice cream, and it really was damn good ice cream. "Do you live far?" he murmured, moving to kiss her neck.
"Kind of," she murmured truthfully. She was almost downtown.
"My place then," he rumbled, and before she could protest, although that was the furthest thing from her mind at the moment, his hand covered her breast again, thumb teasing the hard nub of her nipple through her dress. "I'm not going to lie, I've been wondering what these look like naked all damn day," he said in his deep, erotic voice against her ear.
Lily bit her lip. This wasn't something she normally did, or had ever done, really. And maybe it was the wine talking, or the animal attraction to him, but she found herself moving around the Jeep, climbing into the passenger seat, and thinking again about the way ice cream had looked melting down his naked chest as he drove them to his place.
He lived just a few miles down the shore, in one of the fancy, ultra-expensive condo buildings with a priceless view, and Lily frowned a little at that. She made peanuts teaching, but apparently he made a bundle keeping criminals out of jail. Figures.
"Looks like the lack of conscience has some compensations," she muttered as they went up the elevator. He smirked.
"But no summers off." When they got to his floor, she was starting to second guess herself, and the advisability of falling into bed with an almost-stranger. But then he had her against the door of his condo as soon as it closed behind them, kissing her again, hands everywhere, and she melted, giving in to the hot flash of liquid arousal that poured through her. "Jesus Christ, you're so fucking hot," he rumbled, even as his hands went under her dress.
Lily nipped at his neck and gasped as he lifted her bodily and moved back through his condo, then deposited her on a bed that had an amazing view of the water and beach below through twelve foot, floor to ceiling windows. She sat up on her knees as he pulled his shirt off, and traced greedy hands over his torso, thinking again of her poor ice cream. I should've just licked it off him.
His pants hit the floor in the next moment and, feeling reckless and horny like she was a teenager again, she pulled her sundress up over her head. "Fucking hell," he breathed, eyes fixing on her breasts. Her hazel eyes were glued to the prominent bulge in his boxer briefs.
"Ditto," she murmured, and he chuckled, then moved over her, laying her back, mouth covering hers again. She smoothed her hands over his bronzed, perfect body, arching as he palmed her breasts, then moaned when his mouth moved down into the valley between them. She felt his erection against her thigh, moaning again as he suckled first one nipple, then the other.
"I don't want to wait," he growled, and neither did she. She shucked her panties as he reached for a condom, then pushed his own underwear down. Lily's brows shot up and she licked her lips. Maybe it had been too long since she'd properly seen a nice hard cock, but Christ, she didn't remember them looking so good before.
Her eyes darted up to meet his and she smirked. "I love being right," she murmured. His blond brows drew together as he paused. "Huge prick," she said with a cheeky eyebrow lift, and was rewarded with a husky chuckle again.
In the next breath she moaned as his fingers found her wetness, teasing her, and then he was pushing into her, stretching her deliciously, and she whimpered with need. "Fuck," he grunted, and Lily arched into him. His thighs spread hers wider and he captured her wrists in both hands, pinning them either side of her head, and slowly rocked in and out of her, his hips tilting every time he withdrew, his magnificent prick raking over her g-spot. She moaned louder still, trying to get more friction, more speed, but he had her stuck captive.
His mouth found her nipple again. "Ooh, yes," she gasped as he nipped it roughly. "Oh! Mmm, fuck yes." She rolled her hips, arching as much as possible into him. "More," she grunted.
He released her wrists, shifting onto his elbows, and she reached up to clutch at his back and shoulders as he picked up the pace. "Jesus Christ," he growled, and she bit her lip, fingernails digging into his flesh. "Fuck yeah, babe."
Lily tried to stave off the inevitable, but it had been too long for her, and he was hitting just the right spot as he fucked her. "Oh God, yes, yes!" She was close, too close, and she looked up into his eyes. With one more hard thrust, she was gone, coming around him, crying out, arching into him and the delicious feeling of sublime ecstasy.
"You are a wildcat," he grunted when she opened her eyes again, and he was still hard, and deep inside her. He shifted them again, pulling her up atop him as he sat back and she groaned.
"Mmm, oh, fuck," she whimpered, panting, unable to catch her breath, as he kept thrusting up into her. She bounced atop him, holding onto his shoulders for dear life as he held her against him, gripping her ass. "Oh God, that's so good," she murmured, head tipping back. "Unh, yes, don't stop, don't stop!"
"Fuck, those tits," he growled. She moaned loudly as he kept fucking her, and her arousal rose to a fever pitch again as he suckled a nipple. "Shit, I'm not going to make it."
"Ohh, fuck, yes, yes, oh fuck I'm-!" she cried, nails raking up his back, and before she could complete the sentence she was coming again, half screaming as he roared his own completion.
Lily swallowed thickly and opened her eyes again, staring at the high ceiling. The room was painted red and gold with the sunset and she was feeling utterly limp and sated. "That was fantastic," she breathed.
"You're an animal," Scorpius murmured from beside her. "I think you left claw marks."
She grinned sheepishly, turning her head to the side. "Sorry," she said.
"Don't be, I liked it."
Lily sat up, running a hand through her mass of dark red hair. "Good, 'cause I wasn't really sorry," she said. "Well, I have to work in the morning, so… Thanks, I guess." She swung her legs out of his bed and made to stand, but when her butt lifted off the mattress, an arm snaked around her waist and tugged her back.
"That's awfully rude," he rumbled. She frowned.
"Can't handle a taste of your own medicine, Malfoy?" she snapped. "I'm not staying here all night with you."
He gave her the sexy half-smile. "Still, you don't fuck and run, Potter, it's not polite."
She rolled her eyes. "Sorry, I'm not familiar with the social niceties and proprieties of casual sex."
Scorpius grinned fully. "I can teach you if you'd like."
"Oh no, I don't think so. You said it yourself. Those who can't do teach, right? I'm good." He chuckled and she felt her arousal quivering valiantly at the sound. He should do phone sex. The blond laid back down and pulled her closer, their fronts almost touching, then lifted her thigh over his.
"That wasn't nice of me to say," he murmured. "But don't go just because I'm an asshole. Stay and watch the sunset at least."
Lily sat up a little and bent her elbow, cradling her head in her hand, looking out the large window wall at the sunset for several long moments. It was decidedly lovely. "I suppose," she murmured, then hummed as his fingertips stroked down her thigh and calf, then slowly back up.
"You look good in this light," he murmured, eyes roving down her body. She arched a brow. "Although I have a feeling you look good in every light."
Lily rolled her eyes, pushing a stray lock of blond hair off his forehead. "You look good in the sun." He smirked. "Not so much in this light," she added teasingly. He nipped gently at her throat, fingertips skimming up her hip, and then he grabbed her ass.
"You really are fucking hot," he murmured. "Even when you're not angry." She smiled down at him lazily.
"Are you trying to entice me into round two?" she asked.
"Is it working?" She laughed, then moaned softly as his hand moved to her breast squeezing, and he scooted down and tongued her nipple. "I hope so. You have great breasts, and I didn't get to enjoy them last time."
Lily bit her lip. She wasn't the sort at all who just slept with people, no strings attached, but Scorpius was the epitome of her type, physically speaking, and round one had been intensely enjoyable. And it had been a long time since she'd been with a man in the romantic sense… And imagine how pleased Mom will be if something comes of it. She smirked at that thought, and gasped as he bit her nipple. "Can you go again this soon?" she asked, running her fingers through his hair.
He suckled her nipple now. "Mmm, would you like to find out?" Scorpius rumbled, rolling her over and moving atop her. He lifted his head to look at her and his mouth tilted crookedly.
"I'm not sleeping over," she murmured, and groaned as he licked the underside of her breast, along the seam where it joined with her torso. Her hands slid down the back of his neck and over his shoulders.
"If you insist, babe," he replied, and scooted lower, kissing the hollow just beneath her sternum. She moaned as he roved lower still, down her belly, from one hip to another, licking, sucking, kissing, biting, and ramping up her arousal expertly.
She spread her thighs for him and he licked her wetness, tasting her, then swirled his tongue over her clit temptingly. Lily bucked into his mouth, moaning freely, and fisted her hands in his hair. "Fuck," she groaned as he tongued her most intimate area. "Fuck you're way too good at that, unh!"
He smirked up at her then meandered back up, spending long moments lavishing her breasts and nipples. "You make the best sex noises," he rumbled as she panted and whimpered and moaned under his skillful mouth.
Lily dragged his face back up and kissed him. "Shut up and fuck me, Malfoy," she growled. He grinned fully, pulling back and reaching for another condom.
She reached down boldly and gripped his erection, stroking him, thumb teasing his head, and he grunted. "You're also a goddamn tease," he growled back as she grinned and released him. He sat up and ripped the condom open. "Roll over," he murmured, putting the protection on.
Lily licked her lips and complied readily. She'd always much preferred it from behind, something her ex hadn't enjoyed as much, and quickly turned over onto her stomach, lifting her hips. He filled her again swiftly and she groaned. "Ohh fuck." She shifted her hips, rising up onto her knees and he grunted, one large warm hand sliding up her back. He set a slow, teasing pace that had her panting and breathless in moments, but she didn't hurry him along, content to enjoy the sensation of him sliding in and out of her.
His hands roved over her back and hips and buttocks, then around to her breasts, teasing her nipples. "Jesus fucking Christ," he rumbled, moving faster now. "You're so fucking tight, babe. So fucking hot and tight and wet."
She moaned, pushing up to her elbows and he moved over her, picking up the pace once more. "Yes," she moaned, "oh yes, yesss…"
"Fuck yeah," he groaned, and bit her shoulder lightly, thrusting hard now. His free hand dropped from her breast, down her belly, and over her clit. "I want to feel you coming around me again," he grunted.
Lily whimpered, that deep voice, ragged with arousal, driving her ever closer. His fingers brushed her clit and she pushed back onto him. "I'm not going to last if you do that again," she groaned. He did again and she cried out.
"Yes, babe, I want you to fucking come for me."
The redhead whimpered, pushing back onto him, and then he was stroking her clit purposefully and she gripped the sheets with white-knuckled force as she came for him, crying out at the delicious agonizing pleasure. He didn't falter in his thrusting, fucking her hard through her orgasm, teasing her clit and she whimpered, breath huffing in and out unevenly, shuddering as the bliss dragged out. "Fuck," she moaned. "Unh, yes, oh fuck yes!" Her head dropped onto the mattress, pushing back against him still.
"Oh fuck yeah," he moaned. "Yeah babe, that's fucking great." He grabbed her tits and then pulled her upright so she rode his cock with him behind and her eyes went wide at the change in angle and the newness of it. She'd never done it in this position before. "Unh, yes, fucking yes, so close," he grunted against her ear, tugging at her nipples, then his hand dropped to her clit again. "One more, babe, one more for me," he rasped.
Lily moaned, incoherent, and just when she thought she couldn't take it, and opened her mouth to tell him to stop, bouncing hard up and down his length, he squeezed her clit and she clenched her eyes shut, coming harder than she ever had before. The redhead didn't hear herself screaming, didn't hear him crying out his own release, and wasn't aware of them tumbling back down, him withdrawing from her, lying atop her on the mattress for several seconds before rolling off.
She turned her head, trying to suck in oxygen as she came back down from heaven, and then swallowed thickly. "Fuck," she breathed weakly.
Scorpius turned his head, still panting, and smirked at her. "I might not have to go to the gym tomorrow after that," he said softly.
"Good for you," she gasped. "That was the most… Fuck, it was just the most."
He grinned and Lily stretched, making sure she could still move. "Oh yeah. Ditto." She groaned, rolling partway onto her side, facing him. "Did you want to snuggle? That's the general after-sex rule, for the record," he mumbled, and she tried her best to glare at him.
"I can't move," she grumbled. He laughed, all deep and husky and a little raspy this time, and moved closer to her, bringing her against the warmth of him. "You're still a prick," she mumbled, nuzzling into his chest, sliding a leg between his.
"If you insist, babe," he said back as her eyelids fluttered. And despite her assurance she wasn't going to sleep over, she slowly but surely drifted off into unconsciousness.
The next morning she woke early, to the feeling of warmth pulling away from her. Her eyes snapped open abruptly, and she sat up too fast, feeling her head throb. A massive headache settled itself between her eyes and across the whole of her frontal lobe. Early morning sunlight shone on the water, reflecting sharply back to her when she looked out the massive window.
And in a rush, the entirety of the previous evening came back to her in startling, vivid clarity. She looked down guiltily and found Scorpius Malfoy, still as naked as she was, looking back at her sleepily, his dark grey eyes still amused, if heavy-lidded. "Oh God," she whispered. Then in a normal tone, she murmured, "What time is it?"
"Five-thirty. You're not a morning person, are you?"
Lily covered her face with her hands in moderate horror and he chuckled his sexy, deep chuckle and she felt her cheeks flush as her body reacted. "No," she said firmly, and ran hands through her snarled hair. "This is weird. I'm going to go."
She got out of his bed, bending to look for her panties and dress from the day before. "You talk in your sleep," he said, as had every single other person she'd ever slept in a bed with, except the one other guy she'd had a one-night stand with. He'd still been passed out when she snuck out the next morning.
"I know," she said blushing. "Rather, I've been told before."
"It's hilarious," he said, smirking. She frowned fiercely, slipping her panties on.
"What did I say this time?" she snapped, beyond frustrated. Her ex had spoken long, and heartily, and then at length, and toward the end of the relationship, with derision, about her talking in her sleep. It had ever been an issue for him, but Lily couldn't help it. She muttered, and sometimes got angry, in her sleep, and cussed like a sailor.
She glared at the still detestably handsome blond, as attracted to him as ever, hating that her nipples were, most likely, hard again. He cocked a brow. "You were cussing someone out. It was great."
"Was I cussing you out?" she asked, then spotted her dress halfway across the spacious, modern room. She looked around at his bedroom properly for the first time since arriving in it, and found it was all clean lines and earth tones. Masculine, but not overpoweringly so. Lily moved to get her clothes, looking away from him. She probably had been. Or he had taken it that way.
"How should I know?" She glanced at him as she picked up her dress, surprised out of her anger for a beat. "You didn't say my name or anything. Although there was one point where you started alluding to whoever you were mad at being a giant prick like someone else. That may have been me." He gave her the sexy half-smile. "Or not. I'm assuming you don't remember the accompanying dream?"
Lily's mouth parted. He was being remarkably blase about all this. "No," she said quietly, pulling her sundress on. She tried not to blush but it was as impossible to stop as her nighttime ramblings.
Scorpius finally sat up, leaning back comfortably on one arm. "I want to see you again," he said frankly, and Lily blushed even more. "And your nipples, which are hard again." She frowned determinedly. "Sorry, but they're distracting. But I do want to see you again, even if that doesn't include nipples."
The redhead glanced over at him. "I need my keys."
He pointed wordlessly to his pants. "So am I going to get an answer?" he asked.
Lily smiled, unable to help her eyes roving over him with stark appreciation once more. He was eye candy of the best kind, especially naked. She wanted to burn the image into her memory to call up on lonely nights, because there was no way she could date him. She found her keys in his pocket and smiled at him. "I don't believe you asked a question," she replied softly.
And even though a more than tiny portion of her wanted to climb back into bed with him for hot and steamy morning sex, Lily turned away and walked out of the room and to his front door, and right down the hallway. She bypassed the elevator and and took the stairs as Scorpius sat in his bed, grinning and shaking his head.
"Goddamn," he mumbled, and got up to shower and dress. He needed to go to the gym, then work, and, since it was Monday, he had dinner with his mother at six-thirty.
To say he was looking forward to any of those things would be lying. But he was looking forward, thoroughly, to the thought of a shower. And probably a wank while thinking about Lily Potter, and the way she'd felt and tasted all over him, the way she sounded in the throes of completion, and most of all, her cursing mouth that was sharp to the ears but soft against his own. Fuck, there was no two ways about it. She was his kind of woman to a tee. Hot and passionate and fiery and sexy as all get out. Jesus Christ. He had to see her again.
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