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Show me how to....	By : Sherlocked1971 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 42011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Harry Potter canon. I make no money. I write for my own pleasure.

Chapter List
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Thank to Eclectic Pet for being an awesome beta.

Chapter 17
Rose watched Scorpius take his girlfriend into an elevator, as the door closed behind a smirking Scorpius and the girl pressed into the elevator wall just as he lifted her skirt, unzipping his fly, Rose fled the luxurious Hotel.

Returning home, she hit her shower. The jet of warm water cleaning of the London grime she felt on her skin.

Rose turned in early, entering a nightmarish dream filled state.

"Daddy's little girl..." She repeated. "Daddy's little girl! Naughty...naughty...little whore...”

Her locks wet with sweat clinging to her face. Her dream became less frantic, slipping into a more comfortable peaceful slumber.

Rose sat at her desk the following morning, reviewing notes, entering them in spreadsheets. Crunching numbers, her mind wandered, loosing her focus on the task at hand. Her body and soul needed to be doing something else with their time. Too much time to think; no, worry or rather thinking up scenarios. What did she want with Scorpius, why did she crave him? He was so beautiful, but that wasn't it, she had never cared for it before. Before what? At Hogwarts? There was something gnawing at the back of her mind. He was caring, he'd come to her hospital, making sure her attacker was punished accordingly, he controlled her, he made her act, behave so naughty, and he had done things to her. So delicious, so naughty, he punished her, did she hate that? Not sure. She wasn't sure about anything anymore, or was she?

She wanted Scorpius, she was sure about that, her body aching for his touch, she'd pleasured herself because he asked her to, his timbre his posture everything, literally....

Rose sighed, staring into nothing.

Everything, all consuming.... Hell she had dressed in cargo pants without knickers, had slipped on a tank top and woollen sweater, without a bra, wearing stockings and suspenders, as he had ordered her. Her trousers felt wet, she had checked in the toilets, white fluid dripping from her cunt staining the fabric, making her blush, as she fingered herself, thinking about him.

Scorpius Malfoy....

Rose smartphone buzzed in her pocket, a message coming in.

'Meet me at the American coffee franchise just off Whitehall'. Rose knew it was near the entrance of the ministry. It was a very busy public place, Muggles and Wizards frequented it. She would be seen by many. She pocketed her phone and saved her spreadsheet.

"Oi, Weasley, where are you going!" The office boss asked.

"Erm ah, off to lunch!" Rose blushed ferociously.

"Ok, kiddo, see you in a bit!" Mr. MacInnery liked her, he felt sorry for Hermione and Ronald Weasley's daughter; she didn't belong in an office, she had to crack nuts, the girl was a ghost of her former self.

Rose grabbed her wand from her back pocket, slipping it into her satchel.

As Rose set foot outside the building the sun shone brightly in her eyes, it was getting too warm too wear a woollen jumper, it was out of habit she had donned it. She felt uncomfortable forgoing her sports bra her breasts felt like flopping lumps of flesh attached to her body, she was self-conscious about it. It puzzled her why Scorpius had requested she should go without them.
The coffee shop was busy bustling with laughter and punters talking animatedly. She sensed eyes on her, she followed her feeling. A pair of light grey eyes trained on her at one of the booths at the back, two cups to go stood on the table in front of easily the best-dressed guy in the heart of political London. Muggle or Wizard. A smirk on his face, welcoming her. Rose’s heart fluttered.

Scorpius stood up, motioning her to sit between him and the wooden panelling. He gave her a light peck on her cheek, his hand on her buttock leading her to her seat as he sat down with her. Rose sat with her back into the corner, Scorpius leaning close to her ear.

"So, tell me did you think about me and the girl in the elevator?" He cut straight into the nasty and naughty, forgoing pleasantries, his face cool. "Hmmmm...? Me fucking her in her worn out arse?" His arm resting behind her head. His hand in her lap, circling her inner thigh.

Oh, fuck, he turned her on like a bitch in heat and yes she had imagined what he did to the blonde in the lift, wishing it were her.

Scorpius breathe on her ear shell, so hot, so warm and moist. So...

"Did it turn you on? Mmm... Are you wearing knickers, Rose, or are you a good little slut?" His fingers pressing firmly on her inner thigh.

Rose felt so exposed sitting here, Scorpius was so close, his scent in her nostrils. She had trouble breathing, she... "Yess, I'm a good little slut!" She whispered breathlessly. Was it so hot in here? She had difficulty getting fresh air.

"No, no, no, kitten focus, breathe in, breathe out!" Scorpius murmured in her neck. His hand stroking her curls, calming her down. "Easy, does it!"

He stroked her hair some more, his hand inching closer to her crotch.

"Tell, me are you nice and wet for me?" He whispered, as he looked very smug with himself.

"Yes.... I'm wet!" Rose answered, she'd calmed down.

"Show me!" His voice had a serious tone.

"I...I.... Wha... Here?" Rose stumbled on her words.

"Yes, now!" Scorpius silken voice ordering her. Stroking her hair some more.

Rose’s hands trembled as they went bellow the table; she fumbled with her button and zip. Oh, my gods, oh, my gods.... Her head started spinning as her hands acted.
Reaching down to the waistband of her trousers, slowly pulling the fabric of her trousers, revealing her bare pussy. White fluids on the inside of her crotch, Rose felt uncomfortable about it.

Scorpius hummed approvingly, "Good girl! Your body cannot lie!" Sending a slight tremor through her body.

"How excited are you? Baby...show daddy how much!" He softly drawled in her ear.

"He...here?!" Rose started to sweat, shifting even more uncomfortably.

"Yes, baby, here! How badly do you want me, I need you to do this for me, and I need to see how far you'll go to do right by me!" He was serious about this wasn't he?! Rose nearly freaked out.

Nearly...
But she didn't. It did something, making her even more wet, he was wicked, she liked it, and it sent a pleasurable thrill through her cunt. Holy fuck, she wanted this.

Her hand went down her goose pimpled skin, inserting a finger prying her labia apart, moistness greeted her as her finger slid between her ruffled slit. "Ooooh" she softly moaned. The mere notion of having Scorpius close in a public space as she fingered herself would be enough to make her cum.

"That is baby, deeper, faster; I'm enjoying the view from up here. His eyes locked with hers, his turned a deep grey Mercury, lust filled.

Rose was at her most beautiful right now, Scorpius felt an all-consuming love for her, her scent penetrated his nostrils, sweet honeyed nectar, attracting him like a moth to a flame, she could burn him, she had. He so wanted it to be right with her.

Rose rubbed her drenched folds, the mere notion of getting caught by others sending her into a deep haze as she came around her fingers.

Scorpius watched her eyes telling him she went into orgasm, before she wailed her pleasure he closed his mouth over hers, sucking her tongue, muffling her moans. He felt her free hand in his neck as she braced herself. Her breathing ragged and deep, breathing through her nose as she rode her wave.

"Oi, love-cats!" Rose startled, hearing a familiar voice break her pleasurable state. She felt Scorpius smirk against her lips.

"Hey, Julian, your espresso is getting cold!" Scorpius said.

Rose zipped her trousers, buttoning up, pulling her sweater over it. Her cheeks blushing, not only from cuming hard. He had been here together with Scorpius. Scorpius had sent her into orgasm knowing Julian was close-by.

"Where is Lily?" Scorpius peered around.

"She's in the loo, adjusting her clothes!" Julian dryly answered. "Rose can you see what's keeping her?" Julian asked.

Scorpius nodded his approval, Rose could check up on her cousin. He excited the booth, letting Rose scoot out.

Rose made her way to the back of the main seating area, the toilets located behind the girl’s sign.

"Lily...." Rose said as she entered the ladies room.

"Erm, ah, I'll be right out!" Rose heard her cousin’s muffled voice from behind one of the doors.

An uncomfortable silence filled the white illuminated space, the sharp lights a stark contrast to the comforting colours in the caffe.

Rose heard a toilet flush and a lock clicking; Lily stumbled out of the last cubicle. Her hair messy, it had been in a bun, strands hanging loose, her red lipstick smudged, her shirt torn, mascara-stains running down her cheeks. She wobbled over to the sink; it was like her legs couldn't keep her up.

"Lils?!" Rose’s voice concerned to see her cousin in this sorry state.

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