[LOG] New Year's Eve

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Where: Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire
When: December 31, 2021 (Fifth Year)



Scorpius was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet. He'd been rather distracted all day and for possibly the first time in his life, was having a difficult time sitting still. It had been a little over a week since the last time he'd seen Alby, and he simply couldn't wait any longer. The Manor had been bustling all day, hired house elves running about the entire house and the grounds, cleaning and putting up decorations. The kitchen had smelled wonderful since breakfast, and Scorpius had even snuck down to steal some food early in the afternoon, because he needed to get up out of his armchair in the parlor and move around. His mother and his father were nowhere to be seen--probably helping with the preparations, and for most of the afternoon his only company was Delphina, who liked to try to surprise attack him a few times an hour. It was a good thing for Scorpius that he was already anxious and excited or Delphina would've probably trampled him into the floor before lunch.

As the time wore on into the evening, Delphina got bored with trying test her little brother once every so often and decided to drag him off to his room and play dress-up. Scorpius didn't understand why it mattered whether his jumper was blue, black, or red--it was all the same to him--but Delphina insisted that he had to match, or else bring shame upon the Malfoy for name for years to come. Knowing better than to argue, he let Delphina pick out various outfits for him until she decided that she'd better worry about herself instead, and left him with the choice between a dark green jumper with grey trousers or a dark blue jumper with black trousers. Scorpius closed his eyes and just picked one. Blue and black it was.

Scorpius made one last round in his room to make sure that everything was prepared for Alby's stay. There was an extra set of blankets, an extra pillow, and his room was clean and spotless. It was fifteen minutes before all the guests were due to arrive by Portkey that his father knocked on the door and poked his head inside his son's room.

"Scorpius, the party's almost starting," Draco said, his gaze settling on Scorpius's bed, which had two pillows laying side by side on it.

Scorpius hadn't exactly been a fan of his father's stern Christmas Eve lecture about not doing things he'd regret later. It had been difficult for him not to roll his eyes at his father and assure him that he was never, in his life, going to regret sleeping with his best friend, but for his father's sake he'd refrained.

"Are you sure you don't want to put Alby in one of the guest rooms?" Draco asked, turning to his son, a look of well-intentioned concern on his face.

"Yes, Dad, I'm sure," Scorpius replied firmly. He was not going to budge on this issue. If his father wanted to, he could probably force Alby to take the guest room, but short of casting some serious spells probably had no way to enforce the rule.

Draco paused for a moment, wondering whether or not to press the issue with his son, but apparently thought better of it. "Just make sure nobody hears you," he muttered so quietly that Scorpius wasn't exactly sure his father had said it in the first place.

Scorpius followed his dad downstairs where his family was already gathered, waiting for the guests to arrive in the large foyer of Malfoy Manor. Like he'd been doing almost all holiday, Grandpa Lucius acknowledged his presence but said little to him, but Grandma Cissy fussed all over him, adjusting his tie and picking a few stray pieces of lint off his jumper.

"Don't you look darling?" she said, patting his cheek and pressing a kiss to his forehead. "I don't think I've seen you this excited in years, Scorpius."

"Uh...I guess," Scorpius replied, his cheeks coloring a little pink. There was no way he was going to tell his grandmother that he was just excited his boyfriend was coming, because he didn't actually give a damn about the party itself.

His mother combed her fingers through his hair, and Delphina, in a new, dark purple dress she'd gotten for Christmas, shot him a look.

"You were supposed to wear the striped shirt with that jumper!" she said, a look of disapproval on her face.

Scorpius just shrugged. He thought he looked fine.

Shaking her head, Delphina turned to the guests that had just started arriving.

The Greengrasses arrived first, old friends of the Malfoy family. Scorpius smiled tightly and shook hands with the entire family, wishing each and every one of them a "Happy New Year" despite not knowing a single one of them. Next came the Mann family, the Zabinis, and a few names Scorpius didn't recognize but seemed to be prominent, high-ranking members of the Ministry of Magic. Where was Alby? Scorpius showed the guests the way to the tents in the Manor's back garden, music already playing, hors d'oeuvres and wine floating about on invisible trays.

Scorpius returned for the foyer, looking through the crowd of heads popping in to see if he could see Alby.

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Scorpius slowed down once he'd dragged Alby off away from the rest of the party, far enough into the house that they were certainly out of sight and earshot, and not likely to be followed by his parents come to haul him back to party. Scorpius gave Alby's hand a squeeze and snuck him a quick kiss on the side of the head.

"Yeah," he said, with a shrug. "It's okay." Scorpius smiled. It wasn't really all okay, but figured it was as okay as it going to get for the moment. His mother was supportive, his father was doing his best to be supportive, and he wasn't talking to Grandpa Lucius anymore, but he seemed to have given the go-ahead on inviting to Alby to the party (or maybe his parents had conspired just not to tell him beforehand, Scorpius wasn't sure). Not that Scorpius would have minded even if both his father and his grandfather were angry at him--he would've chosen Alby over them anyway.

Trying to ignore portraits of his Malfoy ancestors which stared at him disapprovingly as he guided his boyfriend to his room, Scorpius pushed open the door to his bedroom, and shut the door quickly behind him. His mother and sister had taken it upon themselves to redecorate his room in the past two days, casting spells on the room that lightened the wallpaper and the curtains, and all of a sudden his room (which had actually once been his dad's) didn't seem so stuffy and dreary. Light green was certainly not his type of color, but it was better than the dark, forest-black that had lined his walls before. Scorpius wondered what Alby would think of his room--it was so different from the warm, cozy place Alby had at Godric's Hollow. It was kind of sparse, there was a small bookshelf for his books (the majority of his collection was at home in China), a small desk, a bed, a nightstand, and not much else.

Scorpius took Alby's bag for him and dropped it on his bed. Finally, some time to themselves. Scorpius enveloped Alby in a huge hug, pressing a small kiss to Alby's cheek as he leaned over to wrap his arms around his boyfriend. He inhaled, taking in the smell of Alby. "I really, really missed you," he said quietly, closing his eyes and basking in the feeling of having Alby in his arms again. He had no idea how he managed to whittle away the past few days without Alby; Scorpius just couldn't wait for school to start again so they could be with each other every day.

Scorpius pulled away, and rubbed his nose against Alby's, a giant smile on his face. "Welcome to my room," he said softly, and then leaned in for a kiss.

[OOC: I totally haven't abandoned you, I promise! God, this quarter is going to be hell. @___@ Anyways...TAG! :D]

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Alby supposed if Scorp said it was all right, then it must be, and he'd just have to trust that. He knew when to tread carefully, after all (despite what James others thought), and his parents had even given him a somewhat brief lecture on how he was to conduct himself while at Malfoy Manor. He knew he was respresenting the family, yadda yadda yadda, and that his relationship with Scorp was probably a touchy subject for more than just a few guests, let alone family members. Alby knew the drill, but he also knew that here, alone in the halls of the mansion and walking beside Scorp, he really didn't care much. He'd act appropriately when it was appropriate. Right now things were different.

He trailed Scorp through dark hallways lined with portraits until they reached the other's room - as Alby stepped inside and got a chance to look around, he felt a small smile turn his lips upward. The room - sparse though it was - was perfectly Scorp. Even if it wasn't his real room - that would be in China - it still spoke volumes about its owner, at least to Alby. And he liked what he saw.

The smile turned to a grin as Scorpius stepped beside him and folded him into a hug. Alby's arms freed themselves to slip around the other's back, pulling him just as close. "I missed you too," he murmured back, pressing a kiss to Scorp's ear, just hidden beneath strands of pale blonde hair. "I was so glad when my parents said I could come..." The brief overnight visit they'd had just before Christmas simply wasn't enough. Alby's holidays had felt somehow incomplete. Until now.

"I like it," Alby said of the room, once he and Scorp had parted from their kiss. "It's just like you." He grinned - maybe Scorp wouldn't think so, but that was definitely a compliment. Alby liked everything about Scorp, so of course he would like something that was like Scorp! He pulled his boyfriend in for another kiss, arms tightening. "I wish there wasn't a party tonight. I want to spend it with just you."

[OOC: It's okay! You are a busybusybusy girl, from the sounds of it! No sweat~ We'll finish it when we finish it. XD <3]

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"I'd like to think I'm a bit more interesting than this room," Scorpius said wryly, realizing that in all probability he was probably a very bland sort of person from an interesting background. It was something he took a little stubborn pride in whenever his sister needled him about it--in a family full of folk with interesting stories and adventures, he'd felt that the only way to stand out was just to be a regular type of bloke. It was most appropriate to his personality after all. Well, now he was a regular type of bloke who was gay. Scorpius was fine with that.

Scorpius smiled briefly, as Alby pulled him close again. He closed his eyes, let his lips contact Alby's, starting slow and light, nibbling on his boyfriend's lower lip. "I know," Scorpius murmured, rolling his eyes skyward. The party was an annual thing for the Malfoy household, and it was the excuse he was using to have Alby over for a night, but that also meant that he had obligations to show and be around the party, at least during the dinner hours. A lot his grandfather's friends were former Death Eaters who'd gotten off with light sentences during the sequence of trials following the end of the war--there was no telling how they'd react to Scorpius holding hands with a Potter. A boy Potter, to boot. Scorpius didn't care--he wanted desperately not to. At least, here in his room, they were free to do anything they wanted.

"I can't wait for school to start again," Scorpius murmured quietly before deepening the kiss, taking a deep breath and diving in. He wrapped his fingers around the back of Alby's neck, his boyfriend's hairs tickling his fingers as he kissed him like he'd been starving for Alby's affection. Scorpius wanted to just hop into bed and take all his clothes off--and Alby's too, but figured there was a time for that, and that was probably still a few hours off, when there wasn't the risk on his parents coming to knock on the door to drag them both off to the party.

They were safe for the time being, at least until all the guests stopped arriving. So Scorpius continued the kiss and let his hands wander to Alby's waist, pulling up the shirt beneath his jumper and running his hands along the skin of Alby's back.

[OOC: So I'm guess we should let our boys snog for a bit before someone (Ora? Draco? Delphina? Narcissa? D: Do you have a preference?) grabs them to get some food at the party, then they spend the rest of the night being cute and gay in Scorp's room? X3]

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Alby laughed, snuggling further into Scorpius's embrace. "Of course you're more interesting than this room. You don't see me snogging it, now do you?" And to prove his point, he let himself melt against his boyfriend and forget completely, if only for a few seconds, that there was a party from which they would probably soon be missed. For a moment it was just him and Scorp, inside the place in this house that was like Scorp the most, and that was all Alby felt that he needed to be happy.

They kissed for another long stretch of time, both obviously glad to be back in the other's company. It was hard not to get worked up, but Alby was doing his best - despite how much he wanted to just fall back onto the floor, and pull Scorp on top of him, and rub as much bare skin together as possible, he knew they couldn't stay up here long. And even the thought that they would have a whole night up here together didn't feel like it would be enough to get him through this party.

But he had to be on his best behavior - this was more important than the dinner at his house had been, for both of them, and he knew it. Much though he wasn't sure he should be representing the Potter and Weasley families at this event, he was, and so Alby did his best to keep the images and desires that kept popping up in the back of his head every time their tongues touched in check. Even when Scorp slipped fingers beneath his shirt and up his back, Alby tried to be good - in that he slid his hands up Scorp's front, under his own shirt, and not down his pants, which was where they had first wanted to go. That would have to be for later.

[OOC: Haha, uh, lame tag. ^^;; But I don't think I really have a preference... might make the mose sense to be Delphina? :D;; Unless you want it to be totally awkward and have Narcissa or someone. XD;;; But yes, that sounds good, we can kind of hit a couple of party points and then just bring them back up here. |D;]

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Scorpius had never wished more than now to be back at Hogwarts--where at least they could draw some curtains around either his bed or Alby's, and not be disturbed. It was an entirely different story in his own home, especially when at any given moment his mother, or worse, his father, might walk into the room to drag them off to the party.

"Mmm," Scorpius murmured appreciatively, settling both his hands on Alby's waist and shivering as Alby's fingertips traversed his torso. If he hadn't been at the Manor, Scorpius would have tossed Alby on the bed, and climbed on top of him right then and there.

The kisses and caresses lasted all too short as Scorpius lost track of time, simply enjoying the sensations of having Alby back beside him. A loud and firm knock on the door interrupted them and Scorpius started, breaking off the kiss and taking a step back from Alby, quickly straightening Alby's jumper before taking care of his own.

"Uh, come in," he said, hoping that there wasn't too long of a gap of silence between the knock and his response.

Scorpius tried not to be too relieved when the door cracked open, revealing his sister, Delphina. She put her hands on her hips and gave both boys a serious look.

"Dinner's being served," she said, raising an eyebrow as she noticed the obvious untucked state of their shirts and jumpers.

"We're not--" Scorpius began, but Delphina cut him off.

"Mum told me to drag you back to the party kicking and screaming if I have to." Delphina grinned. "But I think the full-body bind will save me trouble."

Scorpius glared grumpily at his sister, who was obviously enjoying herself at his expense. At least being caught snogging his boyfriend by his sister was better than being caught by Mum or Dad.

"Fine," Scorpius replied, reluctantly glancing at Alby with a helpless shrug.

"Great," Delphina said, her smile returning. "I'll see you downstairs in five minutes. If I don't see you, I will march back up here and there will be curses flying through the door." She turned to go, but seemed to remember something. "Do everyone a favor, and tuck your shirts back in, okay, boys?" She gave them a wave, and then headed down the hall.

Closing the door again, Scorpius rolled his eyes. Delphina had sure been obnoxious lately. Scorpius hoped it was because she was single, and therefore jealous.

"I think we better head down," Scorpius said, shoving his shirt back down his pants. He wondered how he was going to survive the night with Alby there right next to him, and not be able to kiss him or touch him in front of everyone at the party. Scorpius hoped he wouldn't get yelled at if at least he tried to hold hands.

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Alby had to admit that while he wasn't exactly surprised at the knock, he was somewhat dismayed by it. He found it rather odd, that the look on Delphina's face was so like the looks Lily got sometimes - he wondered if all sisters had a standard cache of the same looks, no matter whether they were older or younger. He couldn't exactly make faces at Scorp's sister the way he did at his own, however, so he just glanced off to the side and let Scorpius do the talking.

Alby was indeed a bit hungry, but just quietly he was sure that he could put off eating for days if he had to just to be alone with Scorp. But that wasn't exactly practical - or at all possible - right now, as the rest of the Manor was involved in a dinner party. He returned Scorp's shrug - there really was nothing for it - and watched Scorp's sister retreat down the hall.

He glanced - only slightly shamefacedly - at his boyfriend and began tucking his own shirt in as Scorp did the same. "Yeah... well, the sooner we make an appearance, the sooner we can slip away again, right?" Okay, so not exactly model behavior, but who could blame him? Alby wanted to spend time wtih his boyfriend, and anyone who didn't think this party was really just a convenient means to that end was rather daft. But there were impressions and reputations that needed upkeep, and Alby supposed he really didn't want to be the one to let everyone down, in the end.

All too soon, the two boys were once again presentable and Scorp opened the door; Alby followed him down the long corridors toward the dining room, from which he could hear the sounds of conversation from quite a ways away. His feet slowed of their own accord - Alby liked people, sure, but he'd never been very good with large crowds of older people, especially when most of them knew him and he knew barely any of them. He forced himself to pick up the pace, near-running a few steps to fall into step just behind Scorp, hoping his boyfriend's good social graces might rub off on him. Or at least see him through dinner without too much embarrrassment.

[OOC: Oh God, I really suck, I didn't mean to take so long to get back to you!! ;____;]

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Scorpius lead Alby down the hallways of Malfoy Manor, almost defiantly ignoring the occasional ancestral portrait which turned its head to stare at him curiously--sometimes with quite a bit of disapproval, but he'd never heard them speak, which was fine with him. They could stare at him all they wanted. They emerged into the foyer, which was empty now that all the guests had arrived.

Turning to give Alby his most reassuring look, Scorpius stepped into the magically enlargened dining room, noticing that few heads from the round tables scattered about the room looked up when he entered. Winding his way through the tables, Scorpius made his way to the table where his family sat with the Goyle family, two seats open between his sister, Delphina and Meara Goyle, just 10 years old. Scorpius breathed an inaudible sigh of relief--his biggest fear was that he was going to be squished next to one of his parents and not only have to watch his manners, but also what he said to Alby. Scorpius's father looked up from his conversation with his old friend, Gregory Goyle, and acknowledged the two boys coming to the table.

"Glad you could join us, Scorpius," he said simply, giving his son a stern look. Scorpius did his best not to flinch at his father's subtle reprimand. Draco turned to give Alby a nod. "Albus," he said.

Introductions were exchanged throughout the table, Scorpius politely, if stiffly bidding Mr. Goyle and his wife a good evening, while also introducing his 'friend' from school, Albus Potter. He pointedly ignored the raised eyebrows from the Goyle family as his father and his friend resumed their conversation and everyone took a seat. Scorpius look a little comfort in the fact that his mother was looking just as uncomfortable as he was--she had never been fond of most of Draco's friends during her school years, and despite the fact that Mr. Goyle had changed quite a bit after the war, it was plain that Scorpius's mum still did not like him or the rest of his family very much. Ora gave her son a tight-lipped smile as he sat down, and she cast a small warming charm on his plate and Alby's.

"Scorpius," she said, leaning over to speak to her son, "do me a favor and stay around a bit after dinner? There's going to be dancing and I want you to at least be there for a bit before you and Albus run off to your room."

Scorpius looked at Alby and then back his mother, wrinkling his nose. "Mum," he said softly, "do you really want me to dance with Alby? Here?"

"You can dance with other people as well, and I'm sure Alby can too," Scorpius's mother replied before going back to her dinner and trying to carry on a conversation with Mrs. Goyle. Delphina just gave him a shrug and picked up her wine, taking a giant gulp.

"Now you see why I hate parties," Scorpius said to Alby, sitting back in his chair with a small sigh and picking up his silverware. He shot his boyfriend a wry grin. "At least I have you to make it more bearable. And Mum did say we have to dance." He was of a mind to get on the dance floor and make the night the most scandalous thing ever to hit the Malfoys, if he could do it without earning the wrath of his father.

[OOC: OH HOLY SHIT I can't believe it's been over two weeks that I've owed you a reply. *DEAD* I blame the gay lawyers who have taken my brain and are eating it and all the work I have this quarter. D:

Errr...I have no idea where to go after this, but we can rush through dinner and do a little bit of dancing before Scorp and Alby make a run for it? :D]

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Alby returned Scorp's look with a nervous smile, then followed his boyfriend resolutely into the dining hall. Scorp's father looked up at them as they slipped into their seats, and Alby did his best to plaster a nonchalantly pleasant expression onto his face and nod in return as he was addressed as introductions were made. There were so many people, he would never remember their names, but he made an effort to pay attention to each face and smile - he was, after all, representing the Potters and the Weasleys, and he didn't want to give any sort of wrong impression.

He glanced over as Scorp's mum leaned over and made sure to ask her son to stay after dinner for dancing - dancing? Okay, so he probably should've assumed that there would be something like dancing at a Malfoy dinner party, but Alby was... well, woefully clumsy would probably be a euphemism for the way he danced. He was all right at it as long as he could count the steps out in his head, but if he got mixed up or missed a beat, he might as well have had two left feet. He tried to keep the horror out of his eyes as he glanced at his boyfriend as his mother went back to her dinner.

"Yeah, a bit," he said, sarcasm quiet but obvious. "I hope you can dance better than I can - well, I mean, of course you can dance better than I can. Who can't? I hope I don't look too stupid out there..." He didn't care who he had to dance with, as long as they were better at leading than he was. He picked up his fork and speared a piece of meat, chewing slowly. "I think I'm glad my family's parties aren't anything like yours." He glanced over, making sure his remark wasn't taken the wrong way - of course he didn't mean anything against Scorp's family itself, but he just wasn't sure their kind of "party" was... for him. But he'd bear it, if it meant to get to spend time with Scorp. For that, he'd bear just about anything.

There was only a little conversation among the "children" as dinner progressed - most of them were intent on eating their meals, and most of the adults were having conversations of their own. Alby did notice Delphina casting glances at himself and Scorpius every now and again; every time he just turned a pleasant grin on her and shrugged - she seemed all right with the concept of them being together, and Scorp had never said anything to the contrary. But still, he wanted to put his best foot forward with her, as it was.

Oh, God. He hoped he wouldn't have to dance with her. That might be a bit of a disaster.

[OOC: No worries~ I obviously took a couple of days myself, sorry about that! I was gone most of the weekend. ^^; <3

Yeah, I'd say just move them from dinner to dancing, and then they can escape to Scorp's room and do what we really brought them there to do~ XDD]

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"I hope by 'dancing' you mean avoiding other peoples' feet," Scorpius muttered quietly to Alby, "because that's about all I can do." He grinned wryly, pushing some vegetables around his plate. "I hope I get to go to your family parties someday."

The rest of dinner passed without much more incident, both of Scorpius' parents focused on their own conversations with the rest of the adults sitting around the table. The "children's" side of the table was rather quiet, as Scorpius tried to eat as quickly as possible in order to get the ordeal over with. He glanced at his mother, wondering if he and Alby could be excused until the dancing, but was met with one of her very stern glares. Disappointed, he pushed his plate a little away from him in minor protest, and kept stealing sympathetic looks in Alby's direction.

After dessert, the guests filed outside into one large, warmed tent with a dance floor at its center surrounded by cocktail tables where floating trays bearing dessert wine floated, and a multi-piece band played on the stage, covering lively old tunes from his grandfather's days. With Alby following close behind him, Scorpius made his way with his parents and his sister into the tent, looking a little lost as the dance floor filled up rapidly.

"Half an hour, Scorpius," Draco said, turning to his son and offering him a small smile.

"Thanks, Dad," Scorpius said, receiving a nod from his mother. "Come on," he said, taking Alby by the hand, "let's get this over with."

The dancing was mostly painless, at least for Scorpius because Alby seemed reasonably adept at not treading on his toes. Most his dance partners seemed to do well at that too if he kept his distance, though despite his best efforts his sister managed to step on his toes at least three times, and rather hard too. He was a little embarrassed when his grandmother Narcissa asked him to dance with her, but at least it was better than dancing with some of the other girls at the party who looked about his age who he didn't know very well.

Eventually the clock reached ten o'clock, and Scorpius and Alby managed to extricate themselves from the crowd with much relief. "I'm glad that's over," Scorpius said with a roll of his eyes, despairing just a little that he'd have to probably repeat the same thing next year. At least until then, he'd have a lot of time with Alby.

Leading Alby back through the quiet, empty house, the two boys went back to Scorpius's room where he quietly closed the door. He'd been trying not to think about it all night, but Alby was sleeping over. In his room. In his bed. With the tacit consent of his parents. Scorpius wrapped an arm around Alby's waist and drew him close, burying his nose in Alby's hair where it tickled.

"I'm so glad we finally get to be alone," he said.

[OOC: Wah, sorry this took so long. Not much is happening this term, so from here on, I should be around every night! :D]

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Alby didn't pay much attention to the rest of dinner; somehow it seemed like only a little time had passed until everyone had finished and began filing outside toward the tent where the dancing he was so dreading was supposed to take place. Alby, following closely behind Scorpius, tried not to look around with wide eyes, but he could definitely not imagine any party of his family's being anything like this. The tent was warmed, filled with floating trays of drinks and live music from a good-sized band. Alby bit down firmly on one lip, mostly to keep his jaw from dropping open.

The dance floor was filling by the time he and Scorp finally made their way onto it - though he was doing his best to show it, Alby felt more than a little self-conscious, dancing with his boyfriend out in the open. It wasn't that he was self-conscious about being with Scorp - no, he didn't care in the least what people thought, for the most part - but while dancing with another boy wasn't much different from dancing with a girl, Alby still wasn't the greatest dancer and he was sure everyone was staring at them (even though a few surreptitious glances around didn't show quite that).

At least, he thought, he was pretty good at not stepping on Scorpius' feet. And while he couldn't dance with only Scorp for the entire time they were required to be there, he mostly did all right, though he was shorter than most of the girls he danced with and wasn't great at leading, which most of them seemed to think was amusing, or some derivative thereof. He had (quite proudly) managed to evade Delphina by the time Scorp found him and took his hand, pulling him out of the tent and into the cold night air, the two of them making their way quickly back to the Manor and Scorp's room.

They spoke little until they were finally in Scorp's room one more, the door closed; Scorp pulled him close and Alby's hands automatically circled the other's torso, grasping his jumper loosely. "And we get the rest of the night to be alone, right?" he asked, breathing in the scent of Scorpius through his clothing, nose pressed against his shoulder for a moment.

Somehow all of that dancing had done nothing to burn off the nervous energy Alby had been feeling all night - and now that they were alone, it seemed like more than he could bear. Shifting up onto his toes, still close enough that their chests brushed, Alby first nuzzled Scorp's chin before moving his lips up to kiss the other soundly on the mouth. "And that means I can kiss you all night, right?"

[OOC: And this time it was my turn to be slow. ;_; BUT I should be faster now, too. :D;; <3

Aaaaand ::fixes grammar:: Sorry about that. ^^;]

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Scorpius smiled. He'd been waiting for to see Alby again for almost a week, and it had felt like an eternity here in the Manor, where he always had to mind his etiquette around his grandparents, where he was surrounded by the silent portraits of his Malfoy ancestors, where there was very little to do except curl up on couch and read through the heavy copy of Hogwarts: A History that Alby had given him because he didn't want to go shopping with his mother and sister. It was just under a week, but it felt like months that Scorpius had been waiting, holed up in the parlor with a cup of tea, wondering idly if Alby missed him as much he missed Alby.

Now that he'd managed to survive the holiday festivities, now that he had Alby in his arms, he put all thoughts of the party out of his mind.

"Yeah," Scorpius whispered parting from Alby's kiss just enough to move his lips to speak. "We have all night," he said, wishing the night would never end.

Scorpius wrapped his arms tighter around Alby's waist, tugging gently at Alby's shirt until he could slip a hand to caress the smooth, warm skin of Alby's back. Scorpius tickled his boyfriend softly, running his fingers up and down Alby's side, easing out more of his shirt from where it was tucked into his trousers. He didn't quite know why, but suddenly he wanted nothing more than to take both their shirts off and snog like the world was going to end.

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"All night's still really short," Alby murmured, feeling like a whole week together might not be enough to make up for the time he wanted to spend alone with Scorpius like this. All the same, he supposed he'd have to make due with what he had, for now. "No one's gonna come looking for us for the rest of tonight, right?" he asked, shifting closer to and against Scorp's chest as the other slipped a hand under his shirt and over his skin. Despite the pleasant tingly feeling kissing Scorp was giving him, Alby slid his mouth down the side of the other's face, pressing soft kisses beneath his ear, chuckling quietly as blonde strands of hair tickled his nose before he slid his mouth down and over Scorp's neck, kissing the skin there.

"Mm, and seeing as it's New Year's Eve," he murmured softly against the other's skin, cheeks feeling warm even as he spoke, "I think we should try to stay up as late as we can. What do you think?" He pulled away, grinning his best lopsided grin that got him dibs on the batter when his mother made cookies, and carefully worked fingers under the hem of Scorp's shirt, running the tips along the waistband of his pants. It was hard not to squirm against Scorp, and Alby didn't know whether to be ashamed of or turned on by all the things he wanted to do to Scorp, starting with getting that bloody shirt off.

He'd always wondered why James got particularly jumpy and irritable over breaks when he couldn't see whoever was currently his girlfriend. Suddenly it was starting to make sense, which was weird and Alby didn't want to think about understanding his brother, so he concentrated instead on the feel of Scorpius's skin, warm beneath his fingers, and the way his boyfriend's breath, so close, tickled his freckled nose. He stood on tiptoe again, jamming their mouths together, hoping Scorp felt the same way as he did.

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Scorpius shivered slightly, Alby's light touches on his skin sending pleasureable chills racing up his spine. He leaned into Alby's kisses, a slow smile spreading across his face as he closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of Alby's warmth beneath his fingers, Alby's lips beneath his ear. "Yeah," Scorpius whispered after a moment of silence when he remembered he ought to be breathing, "we have all night."

Scorpius's smile lingered on his face as Alby pulled away a little coyly, his cheeks heating up to a light shade of pink, grinning a grin that was charming, irresistible, and one hundred percent Alby. Scorpius knew he'd never see a smile like that on any other person in the world, one that made him want to flop on the bed and let Alby do whatever he wanted with him--kissing, touching, or anything else Alby might be thinking of. The thought of Alby perched on top of him, running his hands all over him, leaning in for small kisses, made Scorpius want to take off his jumper--shirt and all--right on the spot.

"All night sounds good," Scorpius said, his voice very quiet. He was just about ot take his shirt off when he noticed Alby's fingers at the tops of his trousers. His first instinct was to grab Alby and pull him in, but he didn't need to, as the next thing Alby did was lean in and give him a kiss. Scorpius breathed deeply, wrapping his arms around Alby's waist and taking a step to bring them closer. He made a small moan at the back of his throat, as Alby's tongue delved past his lips. Briefly, Scorpius wondered if it was possible not to break the kiss and still manage to get his clothes off. It probably wasn't, and Scorpius thought that was rather unfair.

Scorpius let his hands wander a bit as the deepened slightly, he took another breath and he ran his hands along Alby's back--up and down--before pausing at Alby's waist where slowly, Scorpius's fingers were crawling to his front. Some part of him told him he probably ought to wait a little longer, to take things a little slow, but Scorpius had been waiting a week already, and he was through with waiting. As was, Alby, apparently. Scorpius could practically feel him already.

He hooked a finger around the top of the waistband of Alby's trousers. He gave it a couple of gentle tugs, and pulled away slightly to speak.

"Help me take my clothes off. And then I'll help with yours."

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Alby couldn't help the slow grin that threatened to never realease his mouth, as he watched the way Scorp was watching him. He gladly stepped closer and kissed his boyfriend as deeply as he could, trying to pull them both closer, though there was that annoying layer of clothing in between their chests that really would need to be seen to.

It seemed as though Scorpius had read his mind, fingers tugging on the waistband of his trousers suggestively until they broke apart, panting lightly, and Alby looked up to Scorp as the other suggested what sounded to Alby like the best idea he'd heard in a long, long time. The grin already upon his lips widened, and he nodded.

"It's only fair, right?" And with that, he lifted his hands - already tangled beneath Scorp's jumper and shirt - until they both came off over Scorp's head, dislodging his glasses as the earpieces caught in the knit. Alby laughed a bit, readjusting the glasses on Scorpius' nose before he tossed the unwanted clothing on the floor of Scorp's soon-to-be-not-as-neat room, and dove in for the trousers.

Feeling both impatient and like he wanted to make this last all night, Alby glanced up at his boyfriend before slowly sinking to his knees, undoing the button and zipper on the dark pants before him and pushing them slowly down around Scorp's hips, over his arse, and down around his knees, careful to leave his underwear in place. Tugging at first the left cuff of the other's pants, he said, simply, "Up!" in an attempt to get Scorp to lift his foot so Alby could pull the trousers all the way down and off, then the other leg, so Alby could discard them on the floor with Scorp's jumper. Glancing up at the last piece of clothing that separated him from his boyfriend, Alby shot another coy little look up, reaching out to touch the front of Scorp's underwear lightly, wondering if he had the patience to keep going slow or if he was more likely to just rip them off and then proceed to tear off his own clothes to get them as close as possible as quickly as he could do it.

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Scorpius lifted his arms obediently as Alby lifted the hem of his shirt and his jumper all in one go. His glasses got caught with his clothes as he shrugged them off, and Alby laughed, as Scorpius blinked and let his boyfriend readjust them. Scorpius didn't think he'd ever seen anything sexier than Alby getting to his knees and giving him a questioning look before setting his fingers on the buttons of his trousers. There was no humanly way that Alby could get his pants off fast enough, and no way that Scorpius could shed them as fast as he wanted to be naked.

Scorpius almost whimpered when Alby shot him another look, and he felt his body respond--as if it could be turned on anymore than it already was. His excitement was already tenting out his boxers quite a bit, and he didn't quite think he would be able to endure it if suddenly Alby decided he wanted to start going slow. Scorpius might just die first before Alby finished the job.

Scorpius muted a little moan that started at the back of his throat when Alby reached a hand out to touch him, feeling him through the thin fabric of his boxers. He had to exert all his control not to lean his hips into the very lightest of Alby's touches. Scorpius had always been rather patient as a child, moreso than his sister at any rate, but when it came to being naked, and being naked alone with Alby in his bedroom, all of Scorpius's usual patience and calm deserted him completely. He was afraid he was going to come right there, in his underpants, if Alby touched him any more than he already was.

"Alby," Scorpius said, his voice coming out more strangled and strained than he'd intended. He placed his hands around Alby's, guided them the waist of his boxers and helped Alby shove them down. They fell to his ankles and Scorpius stepped out of them, kicking them out of the way.

Merlin, Scorpius thought, feeling warm despite the fact that he'd just been stripped of all his clothes. He wondered whether he should pick Alby up and help with his part of the bargain or whether he should just tackle Alby and rub himself all over his boyfriend like he so desperately wanted to do. After not more than a moment's debate, Scorpius settle for a compromise.

He dropped to his knees and took Alby's face in his hands, kissing him quickly, his eyes closing automatically as he approached. He delved deeper into the kiss as he felt Alby press up against him, and he groped about for Alby's jumper, lifting up the bottom and breaking the kiss as he practically flung Alby's shirt upward.

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The almost-noises Scorpius seemed to be making at Alby's ministrations were enough to convince him that slow was not the way he wanted to go - and as if that weren't enough, Scorp took Alby's hands and helped him remove the last article of clothing from his body, leaving him naked and beautiful and if he'd been any less excited, Alby might have wanted to stop and stare. Scorp looked amazing - maybe because his pale skin contrasted with the dark of his room, maybe because his glasses were still just slightly askew and his hair was just a tiny bit ruffled, but Alby thought that, under different circumstances, he could look at Scorpius all night.

But that was just it - different circumstances, which were not these, in which Alby's pants were far too tight and Scorp had just half-choked out his name and now he'd dropped to his knees in order to initiate a rather passionate kiss. Alby was more than happy to return the passion, suddenly feeling far too confined in his clothing, which separated him from Scorpius's skin no matter how he pressed against him. Scorp appeared to have the same idea, grasping the bottom of Alby's jumper and only just breaking the kiss in time to yank it upwards and over Alby's head.

His arms got a bit stuck in the sleeves and Alby chuckled, but it was an impatiend kind of laugh and he was soon rid of the clothing covering his top half, skin tingling as the air of Scorpius' room hit him. And now that he was half-undressed, Alby couldn't wait to finish the job, desperately fiddling with his own pants, rocking back onto his bum so he could pull them off, both legs at once, until he realized that he was left in his socks and he laughed again, pulling them off before tackling Scorp full on, wondering if even the feeling of skin on skin would be enough. He found Scorp's mouth again and kissed him like it was their last moment on earth, squirming and trying to fit their bodies together as though he could find a way to make them closer than they already were.

"I really missed you," he breathed quietly against Scorpius' lips, rocking his hips a little, mind and body on overdrive. He had to calm down, and calm down soon, or he'd explode before Scorp even had a chance to touch him.

[OOC: Apparently somebody's rather excited. ::dies:: :D;]

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Scorpius's answer of "me too" came out more of a "mrrummff" as his brain commanded him to speak and press his lips to Alby's at the same time. Naked. He and Alby were naked. In his room. Alone. Scorpius's brain promptly shorted out when the kiss deepened and he lost of control his hands as he rested them on Alby's hips. He was having a hard time finding enough breath, so he moaned between kisses as he cupped Alby's bum in his hands and pressed him close, synchronizing with his boyfriend's rocking. There could be no better New Year's party than having Alby here, naked, horny, hot, and bothered.

Scorpius drew a deep, shuddering breath and nuzzled Alby's hairline, his boyfriend's skin beginning to dampen with the slightest sheen of sweat. Scorpius let his hands wander where they will, along the sides up Alby's thighs, up his back, across his front. His brain crackled. Yes, his front. That might be nice.

Wrapping one arm around Alby's waist, Scorpius began kissing a trail down Alby's torso. He nibbled at Alby's skin, pale and hairless, until he reached his stomach. Scorpius ghosted his lips across Alby's tummy which earned him a reflexive tensing of Alby's muscles and a small giggle. He took advantage of that and gently pushed Alby backwards onto the floor. He found a comfortable spot for himself between Alby's legs.

It wasn't far from there to Alby's cock, slim and erect. Scorpius's brain had long silence departed, and the only thing left was what his body responded to, what his body told him he wanted; he didn't bother to check whether or not they made sense. So Scorpius took Alby's arousal in his hands, as he had times before, and instead of just sliding his hands along its length, he decided to take it, just the head, into his mouth. He closed his eyes, used his tongue to lick the underside, and his body told him he really, really liked doing that.

[OOC: Oh god, it's been two months since I've posted. I'm a bad person. My Scorp muse isn't dead! D: He's just been, uh, been slapped with a gagging order by the lawyers.]

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Alby thought he'd never get enough of touching Scorp - especially not with the way the other was kissing him and pulling at him and.. kissing down his front, yes please~ Alby couldn't help but grin stupidly, fingers in Scorpius' hair as the other kissed and nibbled his way down Alby's chest and stomach, managing to only let out a tiny giggle as lips brushed across the ticklish part of this stomach. Alby wanted to have his hands everywhere on Scorp at once - barring that, he ran his palms up and down the other's back, over his neck, down the backs of his legs. His skin was just slightly damp and warm and it felt perfect.

Then Scorp pushed him backwards gently; Alby complied, laying back, legs spreading as though they had a will of their own. The sight of Scorpius lying between them was enough to make Alby moan quietly, rolling his eyes up to the ceiling because if he looked at that he might be able to calm down a little more. His skin was tingling and when Scorpius touched his length he could only dig his heels against the floor and try not to squirm.

But then, suddenly, something that was not Scorp's fingers touched him - something warm and wet and Alby glanced down and Oh, God. Alby's toes curled as he clenched his hands into balls so tightly he could feel his nails bite into his palms. He'd never ever imagined that Scorpius might put his mouth there, and it felt fantastic. It was the most fantastic thing he'd ever felt.

"S-scorp -" he choked, trying desperately to keep his hips from quirking upward. "Oh, God, Scorp - pleasedontstop-"

[OOC: XD; Those darn lawyers~ They should learn to give Scorp a turn! ;D Really, it's totally okay. I understand the way fandoms tend to come and take over. XD Also, I really like that icon~]

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Scorpius tongued the spot just on the underside of the tip of Alby's shaft, rubbing whatever he couldn't get in his mouth, half-sucking, half-wanking. He was operating entirely on instinct now, doing whatever he knew would feel good or whatever made Alby make the most noises. His brain, very far away, returned briefly to interpret Alby's most recent noise as 'DON'T STOP,' made sure the body was going to do that exactly that, and then checked back out again for good. Scorpius had absolutely no intention of stopping, not until it was the right time, until he'd gotten Alby off. He couldn't have stopped if he'd tried.

"Mmmm," Scorpius heard himself moan. He was on the floor, between Alby's legs, they were both naked, and he had Alby's erection in his mouth. Later in the night, when he was satiated, curled up with his boyfriend in bed and drifting off to sleep, it would occur to him that something like this by all rights shouldn't have felt that good, it should have felt odd and strange. But at the moment it didn't--it felt perfect. He could feel the rapid rise and fall of Alby's chest, hear the deep, labored breaths rattle in his lungs. He could feel the erratic spasm of Alby trying to control the jerking of his hips, and he felt a part of it all, like he was drawing this out of Alby, like he and Alby, his mouth and Alby's cock, were the only two things that mattered in the world.

He drew back for a moment, flicking his tongue playfully at Alby's slit, tasting salty pre-cum. Scorpius took his other hand away from his between his own legs (he didn't even know how his hand had wandered down there), cupped Alby's balls, and then dove back in, taking as much of Alby in as he could without choking. He did choke a few times when he'd tried too hard, but that had hardly stopped him--he just backed off a little and kept going. He felt great, Alby felt great, and he didn't want to stop doing it.

[OOC: I have beaten back the lawyers a bit (finally) to give Scorp some room to come out and play :D Oh, and I got the fanarts for my two new icons at some of the posts made in the_ass_ship: here (http://community.livejournal.com/the_ass_ship/279346.html) and here (http://community.livejournal.com/the_ass_ship/266211.html)!]

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Alby was pretty sure that there was no way anything could feel better. His brain had begun to shut down, little by little, until there was no room for thought and only room for the sensations. Every time he glanced down, he saw Scorp's tousled blonde head between his legs, and his hips would jerk upward a bit and he'd have to look away again before he came. Because he wanted to come, so badly, but he also wanted this to last forever, and his overloaded mind couldn't decide which it wanted more.

The sound of Scorpius moaning only made the desire beneath his stomach coil tighter. And then Scorp took more of him in, until his mouth felt like it was everywhere at once, and Alby was quite sure he was going to die. Oh, it would be the most glorious, fantastic death ever - but there was just so much to feel and he could barely stand it. He grasped for something - anything - and found his fingers tangling in Scorpius' hair, as the other's head moved forward and back a bit.

He glanced down once more, and that did him in. Alby gasped, curling up a bit, and tried to warn his boyfriend. "S-Scorp!" That was all he had time to get out, though, before he came, and hard.

He was left panting, half-sitting, fingers still in Scorp's hair, as he tried to get enough air in his lungs to start up rational thought again. He glanced down at his boyfriend, thinking he was the sexiest, most amazing boyfriend anybody could ever want, only nobody else could have him and that was the best part of it.

Of course, it would be good to make sure he was still breathing. "... Scorp?"

[OOC: XD Take that, gay lawyers! And ooh, yay icons! :D]

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Scorpius felt Alby's hands tangle in his hair, fingers gently massaging his scalp as they moved together. Scorpius didn't think he could try harder to bring Alby to the edge, but he did, with his boyfriend's subconscious urging. He moved up and down Alby's length faster, using his fingers to nudge the soft flesh just below Alby's balls, which he knew by his own experimentation was a place that felt good. He heard Alby's breathing catch, felt his body beginning to tense beneath him, and finally his own body reminded him of how much it needed tending to. Mind buried amidst a haze of lust for his boyfriend, Scorpius shoved his own desires aside and kept concentrating on Alby.

Alby curled, let out a small gasp of "S-Scorp!" and that was all the warning Scorpius had before his boyfriend came. Scorpius choked a bit, the sudden onset of Alby's orgasm catching him by surprise, but he did his best to swallow what he could, the rest of Alby's seed leaking in small, sticky drops from the corners of his mouth as his shoulders shook with the exertion of trying not to gag or cough. Finally Alby relaxed and Scorpius swallowed his boyfriend's cum, thinking that he didn't mind the taste of it at all. He smiled, bringing one finger to clean up what Alby had left at the corners of his mouth.

"Hmmm?" Scorpius replied lazily, grinning like a cat up at Alby as he bent down and cleaned off the rest of his boyfriend's softening member. He left a little on his tongue as he moved closer to Alby, crouching over him with a satisfied smile and bending down to kiss him, to tease him a little with the last of his seed. "Did you like it?" Scorpius asked softly, unable to resist the urge to grind his hips against Alby's. The full force of his unsatiated desire came crashing upon on, and he realized just how horny he was--hornier than he'd ever been in his entire life, but he could wait. Just a little longer.

"Love you," he whispered, closing his eyes and capturing Alby's lips again as he rocked into his boyfriend slowly.

[OOC: :D I was totally rereading our logs last night, and I was like, "Hot damn, this RP is awesome, I cannot let it die!" so I gave the lawyers a bit more of a shove, so I think they've learned that they have to share some headspace with Scorpius and the Snogs-canon!Malfoy family. XD They're kind of like feuding neighbors right now, but I'm sure in a while they'll settled down and learn to coexist.]

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The kiss tasted... strange, until Alby realized what the strange taste was. It was a little weird, but a lot more sexy, and so was the way Scorp had been grinning at him and the way he was grinding against Alby now. He didn't usually feel such an intense jolt of desire so soon after an orgasm, but Scorp kept kissing him and rocking against him and Alby curled his arms around the other's back, keeping him as close as he could. He wished they could get closer, but all he could do was rock his own hips, giving Scorpius more friction. "That was... amazing," he breathed into the small space between them, between kisses. "Scorp, that was..."

But there was a better way to explain it. Alby took his tired post-orgasm satisfaction and pushed it to the back of his mind, and then pushed Scorp over onto his back on the floor. Licking his own lips, he looked down at Scorpius' arousal, wondering what it would taste like. Scorp had certainly seemed to like the taste of his well enough...

Alby felt himself blush just a little, but that wasn't going to stop him from pushing Scorp's knees gently apart and leaning forward, tentatively licking the head of the other's erection. It had the same strange taste, but not bad, and Alby leaned forward and licked again, a little more wetly. He glanced up at his boyfriend, grinning. "Can I try?" He had a feeling that the answer (if there would be a coherent answer) would not be no.

[OOC: XD They are awesome, I still love them. :D I'm sure everyone will learn to share eventually~ XD]

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Scorpius closed his eyes, let the friction of his slick, sweaty skin sliding over Alby's once more take him away and wrap his mind in a thick, pleasureable haze. They rubbed against each other, kissing softly, breathing together, moving together, pressed as close together as they could possibly be. He simply smiled as Alby spoke in the space between their lips when they parted kisses briefly, his brain not fully awake enough for him to properly convey how amazing it was that he'd been able to bring Alby to climax with his mouth.

It was his turn for his breath to catch in a low, quiet moan when Alby pushed him back onto the floor. Propping himself up with his elbows, he opened his legs as Alby pushed past his knees, and he watched, eyes wide, feeling a little dizzy and light-headed, as Alby flushed a bit and bent down to lick the tip of his erection. Scorpius let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. Oh god, that felt so good, and Alby hadn't even started yet.

"Yes, yes," he heard himself breathe in a rush, his answer clipping the heels of Alby's words. "Oh, please, Alby," he almost groaned as Alby's gaze flickered down to the arousal between his legs. Scorpius closed his eyes again, every nerve in his body focused on Alby as he began to take him into his mouth.

[OOC: I felt so awesome rereading those logs! I was like all, "OMG, me and Ali-chan are so full of win!" XD I didn't remember writing half of that, I swear. D: Must be all those fumes I breathe in lab.]

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The sounds Scorp was making were more than enough to egg Alby on. He pushed any remaining traces of embarrassment aside and leaned over, eyes on Scorp's face as he slowly took just the tip of him into his mouth, getting used to the feel of hot flesh on his tongue. It was almost sexier than when their positions had been reversed. Alby wasn't sure how he could be so incredibly turned on by having his boyfriend's cock in his mouth, but he wasn't going to stop and think about it. He was going to try to keep that look on Scorpius' face there for as long as possible.

He tested the flesh before him a bit, moving his lips and tongue back and forth over the head, licking it from base to tip, smoothing his fingers over the slick skin. He found himself grinning for no discernible reason other than he knew how this must feel to Scorp - his own brain was still reeling from it - and he wanted this to feel as good for Scorpius as it had for him.

He braced himself with one arm on the floor, using his other hand to brush fingertip up and along Scorp's thigh, across his stomach, down to ghost over the base of his erection and lower. Most of his concentration was on taking as much of Scorp into his mouth as he could, before the urge to stop became too great. When it did, he simply pulled back a little, then moved forward again, slowly rocking back and forth, working up a rhythm. He kept his eyes trained on Scorp's face, watching as his expressions changed, gauging how he was doing by the looks flitting across his face. Those looks, coupled with the sounds his boyfriend was making, made him want to groan, which wasn't as hard to do with a cock in your mouth as he might've thought.

[OOC: XD Yay, win! Well, hopefully your memory will come back to you! XD; It was a while ago~ But we can always write more! >D]

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Gasps were escaping from Scorpius unbidden. His chest rose and fell quickly as he fought to breathe, each inhale and exhale rattling in his chest. Oh god, this felt better than anything had ever before--better than his hand, better than Alby's hand, better than anything he could have imagined. Scorpius's stomach trembled as he breathed again, a low moan forming in his throat as Alby drew back and then enveloped him again moments later.

Scorpius's arms turned to jelly and he sank back onto the floor slowly, his eyelids fluttering as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Unconsciously one hand reached down to brush the tips of Alby's hair, his hips twitching as Alby drew a finger along the inside of his thigh. Scorpius moaned, arching his back as his hips bucked of their own will.

Alby's warm, wet tongue traveling up his length gave him goosebumps, a tingling that started at his groin and spread through his stomach in a fiery intensity. He'd resisted the urge to wank since the last time he'd seen Alby at Godric's Hollow, so now there was nothing more he wanted to do than climax, but the pleasure he felt was so amazing he didn't want it to end. "Ah!" Scorpius gasped, arching off the ground for a moment when Alby's lips wrapped around him. He was close, very close, and he wanted to tell Alby but his body wouldn't let him and all he did was moan again.