"You know baby Potter" Scorpius said, inclining his head closer so that she could hear his low murmur over the sounds of the bar "this is rather forward…even for you."

Lily rolled her eyes at the nickname, glaring up at her brothers best friend "oh fuck you, Malfoy" she said but she didn't move her arms from their place around his neck and he grinned.

"Fuck me yourself you coward" he quipped smartly, and Lily tried to ignore the thrill that ran down her spine at his teasing words, the desire to beg him for just that. Instead she leaned forward on the tips of her heels, lips brushing the edge of his jaw as her hot breath tickled his ear. "In your dreams Malfoy" she whispered sweetly and he groaned softly as Lily chuckled, pleased at the reaction her proximity had elicited from him.

"Is he gone?" Lily finally asked as she stepped away and Scorpius blinked dumbly at her for a second before he processed her question and used his much taller height to his advantage as he looked over her head and scanned the bar.

"Glowering in the corner '' Scorpius confirmed as his eyes locked onto the figure of Lorcan Scamander, Lily's douchebag ex. He snorted at the look on Scamander's face and the glances that he kept throwing at the pair "looks about ready to attempt to drown himself in that drink he's holding."

Lily grinned "good" she quipped then frowned slightly, a playful glint in her hazel eyes "although I was hoping he'd cry."

Scorpius laughed again and dragged Lily even closer using his hands that had been clasped around her waist ever since she threw herself into his arms five minutes ago. "Well…" he drawled, shooting her a sinfully sexy smirk that made Lily's insides turn to jelly "there is one thing we could do to up the chances of that wish coming true."

"Oh?" Lily asked, playing coy because she thinks she knows what Scorpius is getting at. Thinks he's hinting at the one thing they'd danced around doing since they started this impulsive little game of theirs a week ago.

It had all started when Lorcan had cheated on her. Lily was more furious than she'd ever been in her entire life, her hurt spilling out as red hot rage and in that moment all she'd wanted to do was hurt Lorcan like he had hurt her. She'd gotten her chance when Lorcan had showed up at the bar she was at with her friends, begging for her forgiveness and embarrassing her. "I don't give a rat's ass about your stupid apologies" she'd hissed, "I've moved on." The pitying look he'd sent her had told her he didn't believe her and she was about to explode from sheer hurt and rage when she saw someone sauntering into the bar like he owned the place. Who else could it be but Scorpius Malfoy, her older brother's best friend? Before she'd even had time to process the idiocy of her plan she was on her feet, flinging herself into his arms and begging him with her eyes to play along. Lorcan had stamped out of the bar sometime after Scorpius had pressed a playful kiss to Lily's knuckles and Lily had been overjoyed at the annoyance on his face. She'd apologised for practically jumping him but Scorpius had laughed her apology off, claiming it would be his pleasure to be jumped by Lily Potter. She'd been glad the bar had dark lighting because the flush on her cheeks was surely as red as her flaming hair.

So that was how she'd ended up here, a week later once more in the arms of Scorpius Malfoy, famed playboy, perpetual bachelor and best friend of her favourite brother who would surely start screaming bloody murder if he could see how cosy the two of them looked right now.

"What did you have in mind?" She asked him and the edge of his mouth quirked up as his silver eyes flicked across her lithe frame, still wrapped in his arms.

"I don't think he got the message last time Potter" he drawled slowly, still wearing that smirk that somehow managed to infuriate Lily and make her want to drop her panties right then and there at the same time.

"You see," he continued, his finger tracing up the soft curves of her waist "if we were really seeing each other, I'd have no qualms about showing everyone right here that you're mine by kissing you senseless…Scamander probably knows that."

Lily raised an eyebrow at him and hummed noncommittally. "I see" she said eventually, teasing him, revelling in the way his grey eyes gleamed with desire. She skirted her thumb up his jawline, brushing it briefly over his bottom lip.

"You better do it then Malfoy" she teased with a smirk of her own "…just so Lorcan gets the message of course."

Scorpius nodded "of course" he conceded.

"But just so you know" Lily continued "if we were seeing each other…well" her smirk grew wider "I wouldn't have any qualms about making sure everyone knew you were mine either, I wouldn't just sit there and act pretty Malfoy."

The groan he let out at her words was barely audible but Lily heard it. Before she could comment on it his lips were crashing down to hers and Lily learned that Scorpius didn't kiss lightly.

He kissed her like a man starved, teeth nipping at her bottom lip silently asking for entry and Lily was only too glad to grant it to him. Their tongues clashed in a move for dominance and Lily forgot that they're in a bar surrounded by people, forgot why they'd started to do this in the first place and just got lost in the feeling of it all. He tasted like fire whisky and something sweet and she couldn't decide if she wanted to devour him or let him devour her.

He pushed her against the bar as his fingers tangled in her long red hair and in the second that they pulled away for air Scorpius let his eyes rake over her. Taking in the way that her lips were slightly puffy from his teeth, the way that her hair was tangled around his fingers and her chest was rising and falling rapidly with her deep breaths.

"Potter" he almost growled because it's not fair that she's standing there looking so goddamn sexy when they can't.This was supposed to be something harmless, a friend helping out a friend. Pretending to be closer than they were to get fucking Scamander off her back but Lily Potter has somehow always been the forbidden fruit he couldn't have…and now he'd had a taste? He knew he wouldn't be able to resist anymore.

Who cares if Abus kills him? Scorpius had wanted her for too long, spent too many summers at the Potter household forced to be around her while she wore nothing but old shirts that just scraped the tops of her thighs showing off a peek of her tiny black underwear. He'd wanted her for what felt like forever and when she looked at him like that, letting him know with her hazel eyes that she wanted him too he knew he wouldn't be able to resist her any longer.

"Scorpius" she said softly, her voice almost a whine and fuck his first name sounded so pretty coming from her rosebud lips, it made his trousers feel impossibly tighter, the blood rushing out of his head.

"Do you wanna come back to my apartment?" She asked, eyes darting back down to his lips.

"We shouldn't" his voice was almost a whisper, his restraint pathetically lower than usual.

She grinned "no we shouldn't" she agreed, voice trailing off "but you want to." She could see the way he looked at her and it made her heart beat faster, the spot between her legs already unbearably aching for relief.

Lorcan was entirely forgotten in her mind because Scorpius wanted her, Scorpius Malfoy who she'd fancied for forever. She remembered the torture of him coming to stay over in the summers, of laying awake in those humid, hot nights knowing he was sleeping so close…just one room away.

His eyes darkened and he stepped closer, his whole body pressing against hers and she almost keened at the friction of his leg against her core. "I do" he admitted and she saw the conflict in his eyes, his loyalty to her brother fighting his lust.

She reached up and pressed her body even closer still. Making sure he could feel the hard press of her nipples into his chest as one of her hands reached down, fingers tracing teasingly over his belt loop. "No one has to know" she whispered seductively, blinking up at him through her lashes "I won't tell if you don't."

And Scorpius groaned because it's then that he knew he's was absolutely and royally fucked. She could probably get him to commit treason with those words, get him to do unspeakable things with those eyes.

So he nodded and let his own hand slide up under the bottom of her shirt lightly, fingers ghosting over her smooth skin "you'll be the death of me mini Potter" he groaned but as she kissed him he couldn't find it within himself to care anymore about just how bad of an idea this was.