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My Confession
The hallway echoed with their sounds of pleasure, interrupted with the sounds of bodies hitting walls as Albus and Scorpius took turns pushing each other up against one flat surface or the other in the heat of the moment, fighting for domination over their partner as hands skated over bare, heated flesh. The years of waiting showed in their faces in between kisses, their overwhelming desire for each other making finesse or taking it slow impossible. Possession was their only thought. To finally unify in heart, body and soul.
Arms pinned above his head for the moment Albus arched and rolled his hips rhythmically against the Slytherin's as the man's mouth hungrily tasted his neck, gasping his pleasure when his partner bit him at the point where neck met shoulder.
Growling out the Gryffindor's name, all but ready to come in his trousers, Scorpius forced himself to lift his head, letting go of the other man's hands as he wrapped his arms around Albus's waist, pulling him up against his own body. "Bedroom."
Panting hard Albus nodded, pressing his forehead against his partner's as his chest heaved with exertion and the strain of keeping himself from dragging Scorpius to the floor. "Bedroom."
It took them longer than it should have to make it to the bedroom in question, but eventually they got there, stumbling through the doorway in the midst of another heated round of snogging, Scorpius absently kicking the door closed behind them while his hands got busy opening the Gryffindor's trousers now that they'd reached his bedroom.
Definitely time for all clothing to be removed as far as he was concerned.
Pulling back to do the same to the Slytherin Albus's hands paused, a flicker of light distracting him. Turning head to see the cause the Gryffindor saw that a fire had already been built in the hearth of Scorpius's fireplace. Very romantic, he thought with a grin before turning his attention back to what he was doing. He didn't need romance after all, he just needed Scorpius.
Both men quickly doing away with the last of their clothing the two eagerly tumbled onto the Slytherin's bed, rolling around with Albus ending up on top, Scorpius's fingers reflexively digging into the Gryffindor's hips when the other man rubbed against him like a well pleasure cat again, something Albus apparently liked to do quite a bit, the Slytherin though with definite approval.
"Scorpius." Murmuring the other man's name Albus smiled down at his partner, eyes going soft as emotion, for the moment, won out over the heat of desire.
Reaching up to stroke back Albus's shaggy black bangs Scorpius smiled in returned, then frowned as something occurred to him. "Dammit."
"What?" He couldn't keep the fear completely out of his voice as he waited for the Slytherin to answer him. So close, was all he could think, they were so close.
Annoyance crossed the Slytherin's's features, so peeved that he completely missed his partner's reaction to his swearing as he explained. "I was going to say the whole 'I love you' thing really romantically and crap before this so that I could hold my better confession over you later. But you distracted me coming at me like that and I just know I'm going to say it in the throes, which is such a cop out and…dammit!"
Laughing, Albus shook his head as his face lit up with happiness. It was just so…perfect. So them to mess up this way while getting it so right in the end when it truly counted. Because they were right, had both known they were right for each other, and had both just been too stupid to see that the other knew it too. But they saw it now and that being the case, everything was perfect now.
Rolling them over so that Scorpius was now on top Albus leaned up to kiss the still scowling man's lips and then turned his head to nuzzle his cheek against his partner's. "Your confession still beats mine, so tonight you get top position. Tomorrow's going to be another story, just so you know." He added as he squeezed Scorpius's undeniably hot ass.
Scorpius's lips twitched in response. "Don't count on it."
"Oh but I am. You have no idea how many plans I have for you."
"Likewise." Scorpius shot back as he went back to snogging the other man's brains out with single minded focus. And since the Gryffindor was apparently willing to give him top spot for the evening the Slytherin found it within him to rein himself in enough to slow things down when he broke off the kiss, licking his lips to savor the other man's taste before harshly ordering his partner to stay still while he lowered his head to slowly kiss his way down the gorgeous body beneath him.
Fingers digging into the sheets desperately Albus arched as the man's rough tongue toyed with his nipple while the Slytherin played with the other, stroking it with his fingers. Forcing his eyes to stay open, he didn't want to miss a moment of what Scorpius was doing to his body, Albus made himself let go of the sheets, stroking his hands over the other man's back. Cluing into the other man's sensitivity when the Slytherin shuddered every time his fingers brushed against the blonde's spine, Albus concentrated his touching there, gasping when his partner pinched his nipple hard in retaliation.
"Scorpius."
"Say my name like that again."
Smiling at the demanding, husky request Albus moved one hand to lovingly stroke the blonde's hair. "Scorpius."
Moving back up the Gryffindor's body Scorpius hungrily kissed his man while he slid a hand down between them, wrapping his fingers around the other man's straining erection, lips curving into a very satisfied smile as he felt how hard, wet and throbbing Albus was for him.
Cursing under his breath as his body reacted to the stroking hand Albus squirmed, wanting more of the touch and just plain more of everything.
Touching the other man with gentle firmness Scorpius grinned down at the Gryffindor, revealing in the passion filled green eyes that just begged him for more. "And just think, if you'd confessed earlier we could have been doing this for YEARS by now."
Reaching down Albus was grinning too as he pinched the other man's ass. "One, you're as much to blame and two…you haven't shown me yet that I've been missing out on much, Malfoy." Years of Auror training kept his face from betraying what a huge lie that was.
Eyes gleaming with challenge Scorpius let go of the Gryffindor to sit up and retrieve the container he'd left on top of his dresser, keeping his gaze on his partner as he unscrewed the lid. "Is that so? Well I'd better get on with it then, huh?"
Nodding Albus snatched the container from the other man as soon as the top was off, sitting up as well before Scorpius could take it back. Applying the lubricant it contained onto his fingers the Gryffindor set the jar aside and then rubbed his hands together to warm the mixture while Scorpius watched with definite interest. Maintaining eye contact Albus leaned forward to deeply kiss his man while his fingers lowered and went to work massaging the cream along the length of the Slytherin's erection.
Moaning against the man's mouth Scorpius hand moved searchingly across the covers until he located the container, snatching it up with shaking hands so that he could copy the man's early actions. When his own hands were well coated the blonde went to work preparing the Gryffindor's delectable ass for penetration, moaning again as he found the other man to be tight and hot as hell.
Both men used all their skills to drive the other to distraction with their hands, it not being long before they had to call an end to what the other was doing before they came separately instead of joined.
Lightly pushing Albus back onto his back Scorpius positioned himself between his partner's legs, smiling in victory when the other man wrapped his legs around his hips, arching up to accept him with love in his eyes. That love echoed in his own Scorpius reached down to control his entry, every breath coming out in harsh, jagged pants as he forgot everything but the incredible sensations arrowing through his body as he slowly sank inside of his lover.
Eyes widening as the same feelings swamped him in turn, Albus breath caught and held as forced himself to relax, to take the man into his body without rebelling against the intrusion. Because that was what he wanted more than anything else in the world, the Gryffindor thought fiercely as his fingers dug into the other man's shoulders for support as he absorbed the feeling of the Slytherin's erection penetrating and filling him to the breaking point. Because he was made for Scorpius and Scorpius was made for him. They were meant to fit.
And fit they did, Scorpius thought with strained satisfaction once he was all the way in. Staying still to give his partner's body a chance to adjust some more the Slytherin concentrated on reading the other man's face for signs of the Gryffindor's readiness as he stroked the sides of the man's thighs.
Trusting his partner to his very core Scorpius didn't question when the other man gave him the nod to go ahead, he simply did what came natural and set about pleasuring his lover to the best of his ability while absorbing the surprising sweetness of the moment, interwoven with the intense heat of desire and long denied passion. Pleasure layered upon pleasure, the power of thrusts met and welcomed meshing with fleeting butterfly kisses and breathy sounds of surrender to the fires erupting within them.
Sweat soaked bodies rose and fell, names were called and answered.
And when they finally found their climaxes they did so with love for each other in their bodies, hearts and souls.
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Louis crossed his arms in front of him and pouted. This was all the Slytherin's fault, the blonde silently fumed, working his way up to having a good head of steam. He was mostly human after all, who could blame him for melting when the bastard had dared to yank him out of his seat, swipe a hand over the table to remove anything in their way, and had then proceed to ravish him upon said table top. It had not been his fault, not one little bit. It was all Rorake Goyle's fault and the fact that the man had been considerate enough to transfer them both to the Slytherin's bedroom as soon as their brains had started working again didn't change facts.
This was not his fault.
"Quit pouting, Weasley." Shaking his head Rorake couldn't believe he'd found himself back in bed with the pouty Gryffindor, but was man enough to accept half the blame. Unlike the high maintenance hellcat currently stealing half his covers, the Slytherin mused to himself.
Louis turned his head and glared.
Not intimidated in the least Rorake crossed his arms in turn, not about to put up with the other man's attitude. "This is not all my fault. I wouldn't have jumped you if you hadn't been making the sex noises while you deliberately licked whip cream and caramel off your spoon as slowly as possible."
Refusing to acknowledge the truth of that statement Louis stuck out his chin stubbornly. "I can't help how good my maman's caramel cake is."
"It was pretty good." Rorake acknowledged. "My mum's cookies and cream cake is better though."
Okay, it was one thing to seduce him into repeatedly making the mistake of shagging him, and an entirely other thing for the Slytherin to suggest that his mother was remotely superior to his own mother in anyway. Those were fighting words, Louis thought as his face shifted into furious lines.
Seeing the coming explosion Rorake quickly moved to shift the topic before he ended up potentially castrated on top of everything else. "I'll get my mum to make one and you can try it for yourself. And if you don't agree that hers is better I'll owe you dinner out, okay?"
"Deal." Holding out his hand Louis shook the Slytherin's hand, only realizing after they'd shaken hands what he'd just done. "Dammit, you just finagled a date with me, didn't you? You manipulative, Slytherin bastard!"
Rolling his eyes Rorake gave serious thought to just kicking the blonde out of his bed and being done with it. If only the sex weren't worth putting up with these hissy fits, he thought with a resigned sigh, shaking his head sadly at the trouble his hormones had gotten him into. Maybe Scorpius was right and he should go get a physical at St. Mungo's, just to make sure he hadn't recently developed a brain tumor that would explain why he was suddenly finding Louis Weasley so irresistible. He knew better, or had thought he had.
He was a little worried he was developing a taste for the pain in the ass.
Doing his best to ignore the names the Gryffindor was now calling him under his breath Rorake suggested an alternative. "Fine, I won't take you to dinner if that's what you want. I'll just admit you're right and we'll leave it at that. You're girl enough to love hearing a guy admit that."
Eyes narrowing threateningly, Louis gave serious thought to trying to strangle the Slytherin right then and there. "Call me a girl again, I dare you."
"Girl."
The resulting wrestling ended as both men had secretly known it would, though Louis denied it heatedly afterwards just because.
Rorake was exasperated to find he was getting used to it.
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The next morning Albus and Scorpius forced themselves out of bed for the sole reason that they knew they had to check in with Hugo about the letter Albus had given his cousin to translate. If they didn't show up as planned the younger man might get worried and the last thing either man wanted was any member of Albus's family interrupting them while they were in the throes. Over a quick breakfast the partners decided that since they had the day off they'd visit Hugo and then head over to Albus's to tear up his sheets since they'd spent the night tearing up the Slytherin's.
Fair was fair after all.
Arriving at the younger man's house at the appointed time the two men rang the bell, Hugo promptly opening the door with words of welcome dying on his lips as he stared at them in shocked silence.
Albus gave the other man a questioning look. "You okay, Cous?"
Slowly Hugo nodded his head, blinking as he focused on them instead of the realization he'd just had. "Yes, just thinking, sorry. I was really hoping to win the pot you see, but oh well, better luck next time I suppose. There's bound to be another baby pool soon."
"The pot?" Albus repeated, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah. The family one for when you two would finally realize you're in love with each other and jump each other's bones. The pot was pretty big, you see, since it kept going year after year. I'll have to remember to tell Rosie to deliver the winnings. She was in charge of that." Hugo added, belatedly moving out of their way, motioning for them to come inside. "Sorry bout that, I'm being rude. Come on in."
Albus's family, Scorpius thought as he rolled his eyes, moving to enter the flat. "So just which one of you lot is getting the pot, anyway?"
"Uhm…your grandmother, paternal side."
Scorpius stared at the freckle faced Gryffindor in shock, stopping in his tracks. "MY Grandmother? My father's MOTHER?"
Hugo nodded his head, completely unruffled by the blonde's obvious shock. "Yup."
"I thought you said it was our family pot?" Albus pointed out, crossing his arms in front of him as he tried to wrap his head around the fact that his family, who were supposed to love him, hadn't had the decency to beat it into his head that Scorpius was in love with him.
"Well he's family through you which makes his family our family too."
Blinking, it took Scorpius a few moments to process that while pondering how his family must feel about the fact that apparently he'd made them a part of the Potter/Weasley clan whether they liked it or not.
It was a wonder they hadn't thrown HIM out of the family first.
A change of subject was needed, Albus determined, though he decided to take the fact that Narcissa Malfoy had entered into the betting pool as a sign that she wasn't opposed to the idea of her grandson being in love with him which was good. "So, Hugo, have luck with the note?"
"I did. It wasn't too hard since I knew where to start. Do you want a summary or do you just want to read the translation? Oh!" An idea occurring to him Hugo's eyes lit up. "I heard that Louis was maybe dating your Slytherin friend, Scorpius. Maybe we could start a pool as to what will happen there, you think?"
Albus didn't even have to think about that one. "Louis wouldn't take that nearly as well as we are, Hugo."
"Who said I'm taking this well?" Scorpius wanted to know. "I'm just too tired to get mad at the moment."
"And I'll keep you that way." Leaning forward Albus gave the scowling Slytherin a playful ear nip before turning his attention back to his cousin, who was watching them with typical Weasley interest. "Let's see what you found out, just to keep him distracted."
Giving them a salute Hugo turned and motioned for them to follow him into his parlor.
