Title: The Result of a Trip Albus, Scorpius and Lysander Made to Fortescue's
Pairing: Albus/Scorpius/Lysander
Rating: M
Summary: Sometimes these titles make my summaries redundant...
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling and publishers. No offense is meant by this fan fiction and this is made purely for fun.
Word Count: ~2300
A/N: I want ice cream now, darn it.
"No," Lysander said, with a finality that made Scorpius smirk.
"What?" Mop exclaimed, throwing his hands up in exasperation. "What's wrong with the Hog's Head? Aberforth is friendly."
"How about we go somewhere nice," Scorpius said, not wanting to spend Sunday afternoon in a dingy bar.
"I do not want to go to a fancy restaurant," Mop complained. "I'm not going through the hassle of finding decent dress robes, plus we have dinner at the Burrow later."
"It's not a hassle," Scorpius said, frowning at Mop. "And I wasn't going to suggest a high class restaurant."
"It is a hassle," the brunette said, folding his arms. "And if not a fancy restaurant, where then?"
"Why don't we just go to Fortescue's?" Lysander suggested. "I could do with a frozen treat."
"... They've got ice cream lollies, right?" Mop asked.
"You're going to go to Fortescue's and get an ice cream lolly?" Scorpius asked. The ice cream parlour had an array of flavours and a number of treats to choose from that were far more satisfying than an ice cream lolly.
"What's it to you?" Mop asked. "They're good."
"Yes, they do," Lysander said, rolling his eyes and shaking his head at them. "Fortescue's then?"
"...I'm all right with Fortescue's," he agreed. "I wouldn't mind some frozen yoghurt."
"Frozen yoghurt?" Mop grimaced. "That doesn't sound appealing."
"You've never tried it?" Lysander asked with a frown. Mop shook his head.
"How do I live with you?" Scorpius drawled. "You're trying it."
"No, I want a lolly," Mop said, glaring at him.
"All right, how about this," Lysander began. "This week we try one thing and then next week we try the other?"
"Lollies this week," Mop said.
"I was thinking we each put what we want on a piece of paper and we have one of us pluck it out of a bowl," Lysander said. When both Scorpius and Mop looked at him, Lysander held his hands up. "Or we could have a house elf or some other neutral party do it."
"Deal," Mop nodded.
"Fine by me," Scorpius agreed.
"Good, crisis averted," Lysander grinned.
"Three ice cream lollies," Mop said to the man at the counter. "Chocolate ice cream for one and..." Mop turned to look at them, smirking when he caught Scorpius' eye.
"That peanut butter one with the nuts on the coating," Lysander said.
"Vanilla, with pistachios on the coating," Scorpius ordered half heartedly.
"Pistachios..." Mop repeated. The man did not comment any further though, not after the Scorpius gave him a look that dared him to complain about it. It was his ice cream and he could put whatever he wanted on it.
When they got their treats they went and sat in one of the booths, Scorpius and Lysander on one side and Mop on the other since he liked to sprawl his legs out and lean on the wall. Mop hummed in delight as he bit into his ridiculously chocolaty treat and let it melt in his mouth. All the ice cream lollies came coated with a chocolate shell unless otherwise stated.
Scorpius bit off a piece of the chocolate and pistachio shell that covered his ice cream and munched on it while Lysander did the same with his.
"See, these aren't so bad," Mop said, taking another bite.
"At no point did I say that I didn't like them," Scorpius replied, licking the ice cream he had exposed. "I just find them to be something I'd eat while travelling rather than... lounging."
Mop rolled his eyes and Lysander chuckled, sucking at the lolly before licking at the ice cream that threatened to run down to his fingers.
"Albus, who literally eats one of these?" Lysander asked. Scorpius had been wondering the same thing from watching the brunette. "You're biting pieces off like its food."
"Hmm? Oh, well I let it melt in my mouth if that helps. It's not like I don't lick it when t starts to melt," Mop said, now overly conscious of how he was eating.
"Even sho..." Scorpius said, before swallowing the pistachios he had just chewed.
"Well you try growing up with the amount of cousins I have and see if you don't scarf your food down before someone snatches it," Mop defended and took another bite.
"Depraved," Scorpius murmured. "The lot of you."
"No one's going to try and eat it now. You can drop the habit and enjoy it," Lysander said. "Besides, they're fun to lick."
"Reminds you of something else, does it?" Scorpius teased.
"Ice lollies work a lot better for that but these can work too," the other blonde smirked, swiping his tongue along the treat.
"That was a poor effort," he taunted.
Scorpius had finished most the coating on his own and sucked the ice cream lolly into his mouth before pulling it out slowly, playing along with Lysander. He licked the vanilla from his lips and watched as Lysander licked up the exposed sides of his lolly and swirled his tongue at the tip before sucking it in.
"Are you two really- Good Godric," Mop muttered.
They laughed and watched the brunette as they licked and sucked at the lollies. Mop's eyes widened and his brows rose. It was a good thing they were in their own booth because Scorpius could hear children in the background and this was definitely turning into some sort of public indecency. He leaned over and licked at Lysander's neglected peanut butter lolly, other blonde was chewing on the rest of his coating, before going back to his own. In no time they had reduced the frozen treats to the wooden sticks of the handle and Mop had all but forgotten about his own melting lolly.
Lysander chuckled at Mops lack of movement and Scorpius pulled the brunette's hand over to them before they began to lap at the chocolate ice cream that ran down the man's hand and fingers. Mop let out a quiet moan as he watched them and they kept their eyes on him as they licked and sucked. They devoured his lolly and cleaned his hand and fingers before turning to lick the ice cream of one another's faces and snogging thoroughly, cold tongues gliding along lips, teeth tugging and nipping. Scorpius glanced at Mop on occasion and held his gaze before closing his eyes and refocusing on snogging Lysander, the other blonde likely doing the same.
"Godric," Mop breathed when Lysander's hand slid down Scorpius' chest and under the table.
Scorpius gasped and arched into the touch before he felt Lysander smirk against his lips. He bucked and Lysander nipped his-
"Manor," Mop said. They glanced over at Mop, his eyes dark and his breath quick. "Now."
"Fuck yes," Mop breathed, as he pumped his hips.
The man rooted himself inside and rocked his hips slowly. Scorpius moaned and the brunette's mouth dangled open before he pulled out. Scorpius gasped for breath and licked his lips, pumping Mop's cock as he normalised his breathing.
The brunette rested his palms on the wall in front of him and arched as Lysander continued to finger him, occasionally pulling the digits out to lap at the man and tongue him. Scorpius took Mop in again and laved and sucked at head of his cock. He opened his mouth wide and watched Mop, prompting the man pump his hips once more. Lysander hummed and Mop's cock twitched in Scorpius' mouth.
"Lysander," Mop groaned, after Scorpius heard a slap.
"I'll kiss it better soon enough," Lysander promised. "I think Scor is waiting though." Scorpius gave the brunette a suck for emphasis.
Mop rested a hand on the back of Scorpius' head before began thrusting down his throat. The brunette ground his hips and pulled out before pressing forwards again. He did that a few times before his hand tightened in Scorpius' hair and pulled his head back. Mop began thrusting down his throat, pausing every now and then so Scorpius could catch his breath.
Soon the man was moving with more enthusiasm as he fucked Scorpius' throat raw. Mop pressed as deep as he could go and Scorpius shook his head a bit, working his throat around the cock before he pressed a hand to Mop's hip. The man pulled out so that he could breathe and he wanked Mop quickly as he caught his breath.
"Almost," Mop moaned, as Lysander ran a hand over the man's thigh and Scorpius registered the sounds of the blonde's hand slapping against the other man's flesh.
Mop's cock twitched and leaked in Scorpius' hand and he licked it clean and sucked the head in before it was suddenly down his throat. He moaned and peered upwards. Mop watched him and rocked his hips in time with Lysander's hand. He kept Scorpius' face pressed against his pelvis and moaned and swore. Scorpius swallowed around him a few times and moaned deep in his throat as he glided his tongue along the shaft. Mop bucked and let out a cry as he pumped himself into Scorpius, cock pulsing and hips rolling as liquid heat slid down Scorpius' throat. When Mop pulled out Scorpius gasped and panted as he gave the man's head short licks, his hand milking the brunette while Lysander fondled his balls and continued to work his hand.
Mop soon got down on his knees and Lysander sidled up behind him and pressed inside, pumping his hips until he was buried to the hilt then giving the brunette time to adjust. Once Mop was rocking back onto him he bent the man forwards fucked him hard. Scorpius kissed and nipped at the blonde's shoulder's and neck, tweaked his nipples and caressed his skin. In no time Lysander was grunting and grinding his hips against Mop as he emptied himself inside the man. Lysander twisted so that he could snog Scorpius and Mop groaning and writhing all the while, his toes curled and his hands clenched.
The two traded places and Scorpius positioned himself before snapping his hips forwards and grinding deeper into Mop's slick heat, feeling the way Lysander's release allowed him easier movement. He swore and pulled the man up before he began bucking madly. Mop arched and moaned as he rested his head on Scorpius' shoulder. He wrapped an arm around the man and held onto his throat lightly. Lysander rested a hand on Scorpius' back as he snogged Mop. The blonde's hand travelled down to his cleft and his fingers pressed at Scorpius' entrance. Mop was clinging to Scorpius with one arm and Lysander the other as he whimpered and moaned.
Soon Scorpius thrust forwards hard as he peaked, groaning as he added to the mess in Mop's arse. The brunette mewled and arched, holding onto them both as Scorpius pulsed and rocked inside of him. They traded kisses lazily as their hands roamed skin and then made their way to the bed before falling asleep.
Scorpius heard a crack of apparition and opened his eyes to see Tibby, one of the house elves. "The Masters is being late for dinner! It is almost being seven now!" Tibby said, playing with her ears nervously.
"Shit," he muttered, voice still hoarse from the fucking Mop gave his throat. He untangled himself from his bondmates and shook them awake, pinching Mop when he refused to get up. "It's almost seven."
"Oh shit," Mop swore, before they rushed to the shower and dutifully ignored one another's naked bodies before dressing hastily and apparating to the Burrow.
"Sorry, we were sleeping," Mop muttered when they arrived.
Draco and Harry glanced at them and smirked before looking away. They might have forgotten to put privacy charms on Scorpius' room earlier.
"Seriously, Al?" Lily asked, with a shake of her head and an amused smile. She had more or less gotten over the Mop and Perret situation. "Are you lot still in Hogwarts?"
"Anyway, take a seat, darlings," Molly said, motioning for them to sit. "Butterbeer, or firewhiskey, or anything for the lot of you?"
"I'll just have some water, thanks, Molly," Lysander said, as they sat.
"Firewhiskey, thanks," Mop nodded, sitting down gingerly.
"Tea, thank you," Scorpius rasped, "with some honey and lemon if that's all right."
"The water and firewhiskey are out here," Molly said. "I'll go and fetch the tea."
"Are you getting ill?" Rose asked, as Molly headed to the kitchen.
"Oh, I doubt that's it," Draco murmured. Harry frowned in confusion before he choked on his drink when he noticed Mop's flush.
"Draco," Harry hissed, while Mop tried to discreetly pour himself some firewhiskey.
"What just happened...?" Louis asked.
"Nothing, Louis," Lysander said, as he tried to hide a smirk while pouring his water.
"Oh my Godric," Lily gasped, before grimacing.
"Ugh, Mr. Malfoy," Louis complained. "Did you have to point that out?"
"You can't honestly tell me I'm the only one who thought it," Draco said, glancing around the table.
"Yes," Ms. Weasley nodded.
"Guilty," George admitted, receiving a few frowns while Draco nodded at him.
"George," Ron grimaced.
"What?" George asked. "Albus just sat down like he got kicked in the arse-"
"Oh Godric," Mop muttered, taking a gulp of his firewhiskey.
"-and Lysander's got that smirk on his fa-"
"Here's your tea, Scorpius," Molly said, as she set down a cuppa. He murmured his thanks and she hurried back to her seat. "So, did I miss anything?"
"Nothing you want repeated at-" George started.
Mop sat upright suddenly. "You two finished my ice cream..."