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Dinner with her parents, while usually a lengthy affair on a normal Sunday evening, seemed, to Lily, to stretch into an eternity. The first twenty minutes had felt like an interrogation from her brother James and her father, both of whom had indeed heard about the police report she'd filed. So she went through the story of how she'd found out her ex had broken into her flat and trashed it, yet again, only this time going so far as to spray paint in large, red letters across her living room, that she would regret making the wrong choice. And of course, when she got to the part about where she was currently staying, Albus had to be reminded several times not to swear at the dinner table.
The only thing that kept Lily holding her tongue as Albus grumbled and scowled about his best friend 'betraying' him, was in fact the warm, steadying presence of Scorpius's hand on her thigh under the table. Of course, it was impossible not to remind everyone, out loud and more than once throughout the meal as both Melissa and her mother asked about just how long she planned to stay with the tall, handsome blond, that she would be going home soon enough. Perhaps to a new place, but she most definitely wasn't planning to just live with Scorpius indefinitely.
But despite her words, Lily found herself imagining it as conversation finally shifted from her personal dramas to everyone else's week and the highlights they wanted to share. She imagined just staying with Scorpius for as long as they continued to see one another, waking up with him in the mornings and sharing coffee over the newspaper. Having dinner together and chatting about their petty work stresses. Going shooting on weekends, and teaching him the sorts of yoga poses that could easily wind up leading to the bedroom. Lily imagined her life if she stayed with the tall blond sitting to her right, and basked in the peace that settled over her as she warmed with happiness as her imagination spun an impossible fantasy.
It wasn't until dessert, when she felt Scorpius's long, talented fingers brushing higher and higher up her thigh, skating dangerously close to her knickers as she polished off the last of her strawberry shortcake, that she finally shook herself back to the present. And the very pressing, growing, urge to go home with the sex god sitting beside her and let him continue to his hearts content. She excused them quickly after that, stating she had a long week ahead and wanted to get to bed early, not seeing the way Albus glared at Scorpius and ignoring the smug smile on her future sister in law's face. The drive home was rife with their combined sexual tension, and Lily rubbed her thighs together before parting them as Scorpius's hand returned to her thigh while he drove, swirling and caressing a teasing pattern still that made her want to rip off her seatbelt and climb into his lap at every red light.
By the time Lily got home, or at least her 'temporary' home with Scorpius, she was all but mad with lust, and filled with the perfect amount of outright animalistic passion for the steadfast blond she was plastered to. It had started in the car on the way home, and by the time they'd made his elevator, the redhead had completely lost control. Scorpius's shirt was already unbuttoned and halfway off his delicious form, and Lily had both legs wrapped around his waist as his hands cupped her ass firmly, his powerful arms holding her aloft as if she weighed nothing. Her tongue was in his mouth, kissing him and devouring him in equal measure, and her hands were busy holding onto him for dear life as he steered them through the living room and back toward the master bedroom, his strides long and purposeful with her left, the right opting for undoing his belt.
By the time she felt them moving horizontal, Lily had gotten her right hand around her favourite appendage of her lover turned protector, and stroked his erection slow and leisurely, smiling against his mouth and humming when she heard him groan raggedly as she gripped him tighter. "Fuck, Lily," Scorpius gasped as she broke the kiss, sitting back and all but ripping his pants open before she shoved them down his hips.
"That's the plan, Scorpius," she purred. Lily rolled them to sit astride him and tossed her hair, licking her lower lip seductively, and felt a surge of lust when her lover gasped, his middle concaving slightly before turning to marble as her breath ghosted down his stomach and abs toward the thick length of his arousal. "But I wouldn't mind at all finishing what was interrupted last time."
"You can finish whatever you like, honey," he groaned, pushing a hand into her mane of dark red hair, grasping a fistful of it when her mouth surrounded the head of his cock, all wet warmth, and then sucked teasingly, tongue busy swirling and tapping his glans. "Fuck, Lily, just don't finish me yet."
"We both know you'll be up for round two in no time," the redhead teased, hazel eyes shining with amusement and lust meeting his storming grey ones. "Mmm," she hummed, mouth full after taking him a little further into her mouth once more, sucking and bobbing her head with just enough suction to make his hips flex.
Scorpius groaned louder still, unable to resist tugging the fistful of Lily's hair the tiniest bit, loving her enthusiastic, eager, and wholly mind blowing technique as she sucked him off. She provided the very best blend of sucking, taking him impossibly deep into the soaked velvet of her throat, and concentrating on all the most sensitive parts with her sinfully skillful tongue, and it felt like no time at all before he had to pull her away. Despite the assurance her presence would have him hard again within a half hour of coming, Scorpius didn't particularly enjoy knowing his lover hadn't gotten off, at least once, before him.
So with a smirk down at her, taking in the way her pupils had blown wide and her sultry, sumptuous mouth had parted, lips plumped from the friction of sucking his cock, Scorpius released her hair to haul her bodily up to kiss her, rolling them abruptly and reveling in the redhead's gentle laugh. "Nice try, honey, but we both know how much I prefer watching you come all over me before I fuck you." He wasn't disappointed by the way Lily shuddered with obvious arousal, because after she'd admitted how much him saying that the first time he'd ever had her had stuck with her, and become ingrained into her fantasies, he used it to his own advantage as often as possible.
He took his time kissing and licking, nipping and sucking his way down her body, pausing at every spot he knew would make his redheaded lover arch and cry out, or whimper his name, nails biting into his flesh, in a desperate plea for more. He got especially distracted by her lovely breasts, which he found possibly more enjoyable than Lily found his hands and mouth lavishing them with attention, but just when he could sense Lily's patience for more winning out over the pleasure, he slid down and parted her thighs. He drew the moment of anticipation out unbearably for her, smirking as he felt more than saw he shift up to lean on her elbows, undoubtedly glaring at him as he panted temptingly over her wet folds. Dark grey eyes, stormy with lust, met hazel ones that were darker sheerly from the size of the redhead's lust-dilated pupils, right as his mouth, teasingly, slid up the slick, luscious seam. She moaned as he tasted her briefly before his talented tongue curled up and around her clit, flicking hard at the straining nub. Her eyes rolled back into her head as it dropped back onto the pillows and she arched her back, hips lifting up into his ministrations as a loud, appreciative moan rolled from her parted lips.
"Mmm, just like that," he growled sucking at the tiny bundle of nerve endings hungrily before dropping his mouth again to slide his tongue, fast and hungry, in and out of her molten pussy. The wet, almost vulgar sounds of her liquid excitement only fuelled Scorpius's own lust, and he moved back to her clit, growing almost impatient to be inside her.
"Scorpius," she panted, chanting his name like a mantra as she moaned and bucked beneath him, fingers tangling in his platinum hair and the bedsheets, pulling ruthlessly as she fought to ride his face. Scorpius moved with her, never ceasing in his oral assault, instinctively grinding his erection into the bed in an attempt to stave off his own rising libido and release some of the tension from his hard, throbbing cock. It was difficult to think of anything else but how good it would feel to slide right into Lily's dripping little cunt, to feel her tighten around him in the throes of ecstasy, while she'd be calling out his name and looking more beautiful than any other woman ever had to him. He couldn't hold back his own moan as he sucked her clit just imagining how perfect she'd feel coming around him, and just when he made to break away and give into the overwhelming urge, he felt Lily's nails against his scalp as her thighs turned to marble around him and she broke apart with a screaming orgasm.
His mouth gentled as she slowly came down, trembling with aftershocks, flushed, and panting heavily, a dopey grin plastered to her face. At last she released her death grip on him enough he could crawl back up her body, burying his face in her neck and kissing her suggestively. Despite thoroughly enjoying every time Lily came from his lips and tongue alone it was a definite ego boost, but also, in his current predicament, bloody unbearable for his erection. He was throbbing with need, even as he slowly kissed his way up her sweaty neck, trying not to grind his cock into her soaked little quim as he rested against her, and pulled back to look at her, glowing in the aftermath of her pleasure, tousle headed and like a goddess laid out in his bed for his personal devourment.
"Scorpius," she purred, voice husky from her crying out in bliss only minutes ago.
"Hmm," he hummed, the sound lilting up into an almost question at the end, trying to focus on not overstimulating the redhead, ducking his head briefly to kiss her.
"Now that I've come all over you," she said, smirking wickedly in a way that had Scorpius's dick twitching in excitement, "are you going to fuck me?"
He rolled over onto his back with Lily's gentle push and had to bite his tongue to prevent an unmanly whimper, even if a tiny sound still slipped out as she wriggled teasingly over him.
Scorpius groaned as he felt Lily grasp his cock, still smirking and looking awfully smug, lining his erection up and sliding, with a delectable little grunt, down his length, arching her back and tossing her hair and looking like perfection to the blond. His grasp seemed to instantly gravitate to her hips as he encouraged her to ride him, loving the blissed out expression that had rapidly taken over her smug superiority just moments before. And now he couldn't resist smirking a tiny bit as he grasped her creamy flesh the tiniest bit harder, pulling her down onto him as he thrust into her. Just as he'd known she would, her soft moans and grunts of slow pleasure instantly morphed into the hot and hungry, panting cries of a woman who was about to have an orgasm. He picked up the pace, ever so slightly, loving the rise in volume of her lust for him, which, coupled with the thud of his heartbeat in his ears and the wet slapping of their flesh meeting in hard, rapid succession, was a symphony of delight.
"Unh, yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck yes, Scorpius!" Lily moaned, feeling her orgasm building to dizzying proportions, even as she tilted her hips to grind her clit into his pubic bone on every stroke, and edged toward the point of no return. "Ooh, fuck, don't stop, please don't stop, I'm gonna-!"
Scorpius cut her incoherent rambling as she was fucked into mindless ecstasy short as he sat up with Lily still astride his cock, kissing her hungrily, and even as she tried to get more friction, he simply moved her onto her back. She enjoyed that her blond haired lover had somehow kept himself buried deep within her during the transition, but the rapid angle change, along with the sudden lack of movement and control, had her literally shouting in desperate anger at the abrupt denial of what promised to be a very nice second orgasm.
"No coming just yet, honey," he growled, shifting his grasp on her to lift one of her creamy thighs against him, leg draped wantonly over his shoulder. He was pumping into her, slow and deep, and she wanted to climb the walls when he brought her other leg up then shifted to his knees. His hands went around automatically to cup her backside, and hers rose over her head, thrusting her breasts out as his strokes grew longer, and harder, and he picked up the pace once more. And, despite not being able to control their copulation still, Lily found herself, under Scorpius's talented and dedicated hands and attention, as praise and mingled curses spilled from his lips as he fucked her faster and faster still, racing to another mind blowing orgasm.
White stars burst from behind her clenched eyelids as her toes curled and her muscles clenched and trembled under the force of the unexpected orgasm that ripped through her a half dozen pounding heartbeats later. She might have screamed, and it could have been around the syllables of his name, but Lily wasn't sure, even as she found her way back to herself after rocketing to heaven, Scorpius lying atop her, breathing fast and heavy, their limbs still entwined.
A low hum eased from between her lips as she smoothed her hands across the breadth of his shoulders and through the soft blond hair at his nape, and then Scorpius lifted off of her and pulled out. "Wow," she breathed, smiling a sleepy, utterly dopey grin up at him, as he grinned, blond hair dark with sweat at the roots hung into his cloudy eyes.
"I aim to please," he replied after a beat where Lily couldn't manage to corral and arrange her thoughts enough to say more as pleasure still tingled and sparked over her flesh and through her muscles in the afterglow of a phenomenal shag. "But if I'd known that would follow having dinner with your parents, I'd have pushed for it much sooner, Lily."
She giggled, slapping his chest as they settled into bed properly, and the redhead curled into his warmth. "Just count yourself lucky they went easy on you this time," she murmured, sleep heavy on her eyelids as she felt Scorpius press a kiss into her hair. "Next time I'm sure you'll get a talking to from at least my brothers. And then you won't be fondling me all through dinner."
Scorpius grinned, even though he was fairly sure Lily had fallen asleep, and couldn't see him regardless. "Something to look forward to, then," he replied softly, then closed his eyes and let sleep claim him as well.
The next month seemed to pass in a blur for Lily, though she had to admit, they were quite possibly the best four or so weeks of her life. She was in better spirits than ever at work, and it seemed like she'd hit a new stride with her schedule and the day to day running of the place, especially when she took Scorpius's advice and got a professional to handle her books, leaving her with a much less stressful existence at her studio.
Of course, things with Scorpius carried on, and although she'd vowed she wouldn't stay much longer every week, she was still staying with the handsome, tall, blond she'd fallen hard for. Which she found probably contributed to her generally brighter and happier mood in every facet of life. And, perhaps the best part, was that Albus had finally, seemingly, forgiven and forgotten altogether his grudge and fury over her and Scorpius seeing one another, or at least finally came to terms with it enough to handle seeing them together. Enough so that even when Lily wound up appearing three weeks in a row with Scorpius beside her, holding her hand and acting like an appropriately doting date, Sunday dinner no longer felt like a nightmare of awkward tension everyone strove to ignore.
Before Lily knew it, summer had cooled into autumn, and as the leaves changed colours, Lily finally moved back to her old flat, even if she still wound up spending half her nights with Scorpius. She'd been initially angry after Scorpius had, somewhat guiltily, told her it had been ready for awhile after the mess had been tidied, her locks changed yet again, and further security installed. She'd felt as if he'd been high handed with her, treating her like she was a vulnerable, helpless maiden, who required his constant protection. But the first night she spent alone there, unable to shake the feeling of being watched and inherent vulnerability without her steadfast protector of late, she found herself inviting him over by text, missing him more than was appropriate. Less than a fortnight later, she had spent every night either at Scorpius's, or with him at hers, and had all but forgotten that just a few short months ago, she'd been afraid for her safety. It seemed as if, now that they had the chance, things between her and Scorpius just kept getting better. And while she was glad to have her own space back, and her reclaimed independence, it wasn't hard to imagine, possibly soon, moving in with Scorpius again, of her own free will and without being under duress from her psychotic ex.
Lily spent her first Friday night in October going shooting with Scorpius again, despite her initial vow to never participate in the activity willingly again after the first time. Although this made the fourth visit to Carlos's shooting range, Lily still wasn't sure why she'd ever not considered it a viable and worthwhile hobby, or why she'd been so against the idea at first. She'd gone in with an open mind and the determination to do better than last time, along with a healthy dose of confidence with the tall blond by her side, and had thoroughly enjoyed herself yet again. Especially after she'd emptied her clip and landed all her shots, with Scorpius still behind her just like he'd been the first and every other time, improving her aim and form, then turned and let her adrenaline course like wildfire through her as she kissed him fervently and he'd gotten her halfway to coming before all but dragging her back to the car.
Now, ten minutes later, Lily couldn't help but smile as Scorpius pulled her close in the tiny front lobby of her building, murmuring just what he planned to do to her once they'd gotten upstairs and inside her apartment in her ear. The precise details of which made her blush the tiniest bit at his depravity that was not at all a deterrent toward the building inferno of her lust for him. "Stop," she giggled, even as they meandered toward the stairs and his hand slid under her dress and over the curve of her backside, grasping briefly, eagerly, at one tempting globe of flesh.
"You won't be saying that when I've got my mouth between your thighs, honey," Scorpius shot back, and Lily laughed outright, knowing it was true and unable to deny it.
"Mmm, what if I want something else tonight?" she teased as they made the second floor landing of the stairs, after pausing briefly while he kissed her senseless at mention of something else. She felt herself melting under the intensity of his kisses, even as her heart melted right along with the rest of her, wanting nothing more than to get the sexy blond hunk upstairs to ravish, and show him just how much she wanted from him.
"Anything you like, darling," Scorpius replied huskily, eyes darker than normal with lust. Lily grinned. "So long as I get to be inside your tight, perfect little pussy when I'm coming, that is," he added, voice dropping into a rougher timbre as her fingertips ghosted across his erection through his pants.
Lily huffed out a grunt of pure desire, her empty cunt pulsing with the need to be filled and fucked, preferably immediately, by Scorpius. "I think I can manage that," she whispered, voice wavering into a raspy groan as Scorpius's deft, nimble fingers darted up from where he'd gripped her hips to tease her nipples, which were hard already and aching for his touch beneath her loose fitting dress. She gasped when he plucked at them teasingly, then kissed her briefly once more.
"Then why aren't we getting upstairs?" he drawled, smirking ever so slightly, and Lily's heart thrummed in her ears as she stared up into his dark eyes.
"Excellent point," she breathed back, swallowing back the urge to simply melt into a puddle of emotions she couldn't voice aloud just yet and kiss him silly once more. "Let's go," she said, trying to sound less desperate and more coy, and was rewarded with Scorpius's burning eyes, darker than normal and roiling like a thundercloud, dropping to her lips as she bit the lower one before he pulled back reluctantly to let her hurry up the last of the steps ahead of him. He held her hand in his, trying to stifle the goofy grin that wanted to form when he felt the soft warmth of her palm against his, making him feel more whole than he had in what felt like a lifetime or two. In the few seconds it took for him to, quite readily and eagerly he wasn't ashamed to admit to himself, Lily up the stairs, he was caught yet again, for what felt like the hundredth time, by how utterly perfect she was. Funny, clever, saucy, gorgeous, kind, and so much better of a person who could hope and dream and believe the best of things than he could ever strive to be. The redhead he'd felt nothing but lust and primal attraction for upon first sight, was very rapidly becoming the best part of his days and the person he felt the most like his true inner self with. And while that was terrifying, he couldn't help but want to push past his own selfish fears for her. To be the man she needed him and wanted him to be, because he couldn't imagine staying away now.
They reached the top of the stairs and, as was his habit, Scorpius glanced up from Lily's profile, looking around the little landing for anyone or anything that might be out of place. And in the instant he froze, eyes zeroing in on the man leaned up against Lily's front door, he felt the redhead do the same beside him. He almost released her hand to reach back for his Ruger, but hesitated even as the bastard that stood less than six feet away grinned up at Lily.
"Harvey," Lily said, instantly as tense as the blond behind her, who she knew had gone deadly still, all but stopped breathing as he followed suit. Her hand was still in his much larger calloused one, and she made no move to change that, even as her ex boyfriend, the man she'd thought at one time she'd wind up marrying for better or worse, smiled widely. Lily couldn't help but think, though, that despite his seemingly good mood and pleasant demeanor, there was definitely something bad about to happen.
Her ex stood up, looking far too pleased with himself and everything else yet again, from where he'd sat up against her front door, and put his hands in his pockets. His smile was the sort that made Lily's skin crawl, because anything that made her possibly unstable ex boyfriend that pleased probably spelled disaster for her personally. "Hello, Lily," he said pleasantly. The redhead gulped at the friendly, calm tone, wondering just what could happen now. Her instincts told her nothing good could come of this situation, where Scorpius and Harvey were so close, and the tension was practically solidifying the air.
"What do you want?" she demanded, not moving either forward or back, even as Harvey, hands still in pockets, strolled closer to her. She could smell the whiskey on his breath and hazel eyes darted over his shoulder toward her door, then Mr Kim's, for a beat. When she met his eyes again, finding him a step closer, the flat blue of his gaze made her stomach curdle with terror.
"We both know what I want, Lily," he said, his smile fading slightly as his dead, blue gaze flicked to Scorpius for the tiniest instant, then flashed with unmitigated hatred. As though, somehow, the tall, handsome blond had become the one thing that stood between him and a relationship with Lily. In the next breath, when he met her eyes again, smiling once more, it was gone, and she felt Scorpius squeeze her left hand ever so slightly in silent, steadfast support as she tried to keep her head amongst all the subtle hints of Harvey's unsteadiness. His smile ramped right back up to brilliant, and he beamed at her once more. "I want to be with you," he said lightly, and held out his left hand toward her.
Lily's lip curled ever so slightly, because seriously, how many times did she have to tell him they were finished, and she'd moved on, and there was nothing that could possibly tempt her back into being with him "Then it's a shame I don't feel the same," she replied, trying to control her temper, even as Scorpius squeezed her hand again. She didn't glance away from Harvey as he chuckled lightly, reminding her of the past, when she'd heard the same sound and felt something warm and affectionate for it. When she'd loved him. But her heart had been claimed b another, and she had no intentions of giving that up.
"I thought you'd say that," he said, and Lily, even as wondered what he had up his sleeve that he thought might persuade her, felt her heartbeat in her ears as her stomach flipped over and anxiety bubbled up her throat. He reached his right arm into his jacket, and the instant Lily saw something shiny being withdrawn, turned her body away, as fear and nausea choked her, far worse than it had the first time she'd seen a firearm. On instinct, she buried her face into Scorpius's chest, even as Harvey said, in a deadly voice with no trace of his earlier good humour, "Get away from him, Lily."
The redhead, despite hearing and logically understanding the words, couldn't pull her face out of Scorpius's shirt, or stop her arms from snaking around him, holding him close, praying fervently Scorpius would save the day. That he would whip out his Ruger and shoot Harvey and all of this could stop. "I don't think-" The tall blond began, even as he lifted an arm to hold Lily close out of habit, trying to shield her as his torso gently eased back and around.
"Shut the fuck up!" Harvey spat, pointing his weapon at the blond's forehead. "Shut up! No one gives two fucking shits about what you think," he snarled. "Get your fucking hands off my womman and then don't fucking move!" Scorpius froze once more, unwilling to drop his arm from Lily. The hammer wasn't cocked back, and he knew if it came down to a draw, he could have Lily out of harm's way before Harvey could pull off a shot with the weapon he currently held. He'd get hit, certainly, but might still be able to draw his own weapon in defense, and, if he was lucky and the fucker couldn't aim properly, and fast enough to get off his own shot in return, he could put the fucker out while keeping Lily safe.
He grit his teeth, even as the bastard standing a mere meter away, and too far with Lily between them, laughed, throwing his head back. Scorpius eased further back, shifting a half step with Lily and daring to edge his free hand behind himself to grasp his Ruger, still in its holster and ready to be drawn, but then the laughter stopped abruptly. "Don't fucking move. I'll fucking shoot the both of you right here and now if you move a single fucking mucle."
Scorpius's jaw clenched, but her obeyed, not wanting Lily to wind up being hit with any stray bullets. Judging by the way Harvey held his weapon, he'd probably never fired it before, and even though his instincts wanted him to all but throw Lily down the stairs behind himself, he knew the fucker would fire on them without any more provocation.
"Now, Lily, get away from him and come here, to me. Where you belong." Lily gripped him tighter, and Scorpius held her impossibly closer, unable to release her, even if she'd wanted to turn around and walk to the piece of shit across the hall from him. "Do it now, and maybe I won't shoot you both for the headaches you've fucking caused me."
Scorpius, despite knowing what might come, moved his arm behind his back as Lily squeezed him tighter, a quiet sob catching in her throat that his shirt muffled as her hands fisted around the fabric. He could all but hear Carlos in his ear, telling him every point of weakness in his adversary, from his grip on his weapon of choice, to the simple fact it was far too powerful, and he was obviously inexperienced. There was also the obvious level of intoxication that would make Lily's ex sloppy at worst, and an uncoordinated mess at best. He hated that it would be a gamble, but for the redhead clinging to him, he realized there wasn't anything he wouldn't do, including take a bullet for her.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey y'all. Let's pretend it hasn't been over a year and a half since this was updated, and I'll just say, Happy Christmas. ;) Thanks for all the lovely reviews and favourites, and I promise this fic (and many others) hasn't been forgotten! I hope you all enjoy this longest-yet-and-tremendously-late update, you beautiful people, and that whatever holiday you celebrate is amazing. I'll see y'all in the New Year. Much love!
