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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.

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Thanks to Eclectic Pet for her Beta work.

"You want to go home with me! Huh!" He murmured in her neck.
Rose nodded, oh gods his breath on her neck, made her fell things between her legs. This swaying against him, surrounded in a full club of people was an agonising exercise. She wanted him, maybe not Scorpius in particular, but she desperately needed sex.
Scorpius felt Rose think, he could even smell where her thinking was leading. She was working herself up. Scorpius stopped dancing, lazily tilting Roses head up, gazing in her eyes filled with lust, maybe not desperately for him, but after tonight he would make sure, he was all she could think of. He leaned down; brushing his lips past hers, not really a kiss, but a promise. He stepped back, still holding her hand briskly walking through the crowd, tugging Rose behind him.
She willingly followed him; whenever she ended up shagging a bloke, she would always take him home with her, Muggle guys usually left in the night, which was fine, by her. But she knew Malfoy, they'd gone to school together, she would inevitably run into him anyway, as of now she'd be the one who'd be leaving in the night. It felt so empowering.
Scorpius went to the counter to retrieve their coats, handing the attendant the number.

"Leaving again?" She asked bubbly, she'd been standing here watching the other couple snog their faces off, nothing much happened here anyway, she just wanted to strike up a conversation with the beautiful blond guy.

Scorpius looked at her without answering her verbally, his eyes however holding her in low contempt; the girl should mind her own business. He'd tell the proprietor, his staff should mind themselves, it wasn't on scrutinising customers, let alone question their motives it wasn't her place.

Scorpius held Rose’s coat for her to don, his hand brushed along her arm, sending tingles down her spine, "come Rose!" He said. Taking her hand, holding the door, closing it behind her. He winked at the door men. "See you next time Gavin!" The man wishing him a good night.
He said her first name; he'd always referred to her by her last name or any variation on it. "Okay, grab my arm I'll apparate us to my flat." He warned her again, she felt the familiar tug under her naval, sending them on their way to Scorpius flat. Before she could contemplate how it looked, they ended up in his living room. It was pitch black, it felt airy, but she couldn't see it.
"Lumos!" Scorpius said. Illuminating the space. Rose squinted her eyes; they needed to adjust to the light even when it was a dimmed contrast. Rose was taking in her surroundings. A large black leather modern sofa, a gentleman's high winged back leather chair, a small glass side table with a table-lamp, being one of the light sources currently lighting the still dim lighted room. A definite bachelor pad, Scorpius helped her out of her coat, hanging it in a small entrance area. When he didn't return immediately, Rose looked over her shoulder, catching an observing Scorpius resting his back against the door casement, his arms folded across his chest.

Rose felt extremely self-conscious as he was obviously seizing her up again, his eyes darkened.
"What?" She asked softly.
"You look beautiful...." He huskily stated as he sauntered over to her.
Yes beautiful indeed, tight black leather dress, knee high black boots, red lipstick, straightened red hair in a high ponytail. "Did you select this look yourself or did Dominique help you out?" He asked her with a dark voice.
"Uhm, well, Dom helped me. She said it would impress the one I was meeting."
"Do you feel good about yourself? You sure do look hot, everyone was looking at you in the club, did you notice?" Scorpius saw the men look at her he hated that. When he took a girl out, she was his, his alone..."
"No...no.... I didn't!" Rose voice croaked. Men usually didn't gave her a second glance, or so she had always told herself.
"An auror, who doesn't notice attracting attention, funny!" Scorpius said. He made his way to his chair. He sat down, crossed his legs, placing the tips of his finger against each other, resting his chin on his indexes. "You are truly a breath taking woman!" He stated. She was more beautiful than he remembered. He would have definitely remembered had she looked this smoking hot whilst at Hogwarts.
Rose didn't know what to do with herself, should she sit down on the sofa? She couldn't read Scorpius, other than he liked what he saw. Why weren't they snogging, or better, fucking each other’s brains out in what undoubtedly would be a large luscious bed.
Scorpius observed Rose, she was getting uncomfortable, and he could see that, she was wondering why he hadn't made a move on her. Good.... Let her squirm a moment or two longer....
"Would you please drop your dress?" He asked, without taking his eyes of her.
"Uh, excuse me...I...what did you say?" She stammered. Had he asked her to strip out of her dress, what a pompous...
"You heard me; would you be so kind to remove your dress? I would very much like seeing what's underneath there!" She'd splutter, he anticipated as much. She was a Weasley, an auror a very independent woman, but Zabini and Dominique had sent her to him because they knew what she needed. She had probably not been getting laid in months. He could always tell if woman had gone without the real thing. Taking care of needs themselves. This one gave out all signals.
"But...” She huffed.
"I'm not asking, dear... now drop the dress!" He commanded her sternly.
Rose hesitated; it was kind of sexy if she did. She still felt uneasy about it. Moving her hand behind her back, she could just reach the zipper, slowly pulling it down, he unnerved her, she was feeling anxious and aroused at the same time. As she was finished with the zipper, she pulled the leather arm holes down her arms, revealing black lacy underwear. Stepping out of the dress, she stood there in her black bra, knickers, thigh high, lace-topped stockings, knee high boots.
"Lovely...." Scorpius hadn't moved a muscle. He was controlling his manhood in his trousers. Rose looked absolutely saucy; her white skin under her undergarments, the red lipstick, red hair, smoky eyes, the picture was breath-taking. She wouldn't notice that it did in fact turned him on like crazy. This one was by far the most desirable thing he'd ever had the pleasure of having. He wouldn't let her get away; he'd keep her for his own amusement. No their mutual pleasure. “Now, slowly turn around!" He commanded.
Rose felt her cheeks flush. OMG! She slowly turned around, she felt elated, totally out of her comfort zone. She was doing this! For Scorpius? For herself? She felt sexy, pert, and saucy Gods know what more. Adrenaline rushing through her body.
Watching Rose become totally unhinged, but still complying with his request made Scorpius want her even more. Scorpius watched her turn slowly, he body was tight, and her buttocks firm but round, their peach shaped form peeking from under her French lace knickers. Delightful very much so. She trusted him to not mock her, which he had absolutely no intention of doing.

"Now, slowly walk up here!"
Rose hesitated, for a brief moment then she strode forward.
Scorpius saw her come closer; her skin was absolutely flawless, set aside from some obvious battle scars. She had taken care of her skin and toned body she definitely worked out. Her arms shapely, which he'd noticed earlier on. Perfectly sized breasts, bouncy, toned abs, the swell of her stomach beautifully sculpted.

Rose stood close, not close enough for Scorpius to touch her. She held her hands in front of her, her fingers fidgeting, biting her lower lip. Her demeanour shy, it wasn't who she was, shy.
"You're beautiful dear! Absolutely so, no need to feel shy about your appearance. I'll tell you a secret, come closer please...” His voice lingered on.
Rose almost felt sorry for him. She came closer he leaned closer to her so he could whisper in her ear.
Rose bosom spilling from its black, lacy entrapment. He wanted to touch them, so soft, firm, milky white. Scorpius wondered what colour her buds were. He had to restrain himself from touching them, self-control. It was all about controlling his urges. He'd be a better man if he showed self-restraint.
He leaned over to her ear, Merlin she smelled divine, his goddess, treat her accordingly, his new mantra. "I felt jealous in the club, all those men drooling over my date!" He whispered.
Rose couldn't believe her ears, this perfect blond god, felt jealous over her. Scorpius was the epitome of perfection; woman drooled over him, not vice versa. Or at least she thought so.
"You are the most perfect woman I've ever encountered, I don't even dare touch you, will you let me? Touch you?" He whispered seeking her approval. Consenting being imperative in this game.
Rose eyes grew wider; he was asking her permission to touch her. Yes, yessss, yess oh Gods please yes, her brain shouted.
Rose felt like the world moved in slow motion as she said; "Yes, please Scorpius...touch me...” She moved upwards again, slow, agonisingly so.
Scorpius took her hand in his touching her fingers with his, one at a time.
Oh, gods, that's it, touching my fingers? Rose groaned internally, he was so careful with her. She felt a deep agony build up between her legs; maybe rubbing them would alleviate some of her wanton.
"No, dear, let me..." Scorpius sighed.
He kissed her belly, softly, his lips faintly brushing her cool skin. His hand moved from her fingers down to her leg. Stroking the outside of her leg with his knuckles, she pushed herself between his legs, towering over him.
She looked down onto a blond mop of hair against her stomach, feeling his lips barely touch her skin. Rose held her breath as his hand touched her leg, his other hand stroking her other leg. He was still moving too slowly, she shifted her weight.
"Dear, please don't push me, I'll go slower if you do!" He looked up, with the faintest smile on his face.
Rose huffed, "No, please, don't stop, please continue!" Her voice sounded pleadingly.
Scorpius, continued, suckling her stomach, stroking her legs. He felt Rose grow more impatient as he continued, however she didn't move or talk, and he was controlling her moves and actions, imprinting his will on her. She was submitting to his pace. His power over her had started. Her release would come if he wanted her to cum.
Rose caressed his silken hair, rubbing his scalp, softly; she didn't know what to do with her hands.
Scorpius moved his right hand to her inner right thigh. He heard her gasp. He'd just made it to a very sensitive spot, one of the most erogenous pressure points of the female anatomy. He lazily stroked her there, hearing her breath hitch; he sensed she had trouble controlling her body. Her fluids started to wet her fabric. "Mmmm, I love your boots, but they need to come off!" He said with a cool air to his voice. He reached for the zipper of her right boot, easing it down ever so slowly.
Rose thought her sound mind would break down any minute now as Scorpius turned his attention towards her boots. Leaning over to her left leg, unzipping her boot, helping her step out of her heels. In stead of stroking her with his hand he pressed his lips on her inner thigh.
Rose stifled her moan; she pressed the palm of her hand over her mouth. Oh gods, oh gods, no man had ever gone there with his mouth, he hadn't even kissed her on the mouth. It was...oooooooohh, she needed to scream, and he'd just gone up higher nearing the seam of her knickers. Rose felt her crotch dampen even more he would surely notice it.
"Mmmmm, getting wet? Are we? Nice, very nice, you're so wet for me; I turn you on, dear...” Scorpius whispered against her skin. He lapped her inner thigh with his tongue; he even licked the fabric of her knickers. "Mmmmmm, delectable, sweet, have you shaved, if you haven’t, I will.... You have no need for this. Do you dear?" He tugged on the fabric of her knickers at her hip, looking up for her answer.
"No, no, take it I have no need for it!" She nearly stumbled over her words.
Scorpius hooked his fingers under the fabric on her hipbones, tugging it down, along with her thigh high stockings, leaving her in her bra, she'd indeed shaved, her nether region hairless, it was preferable. He didn't go down on women with hair it disgusted him. No this one was well instructed by her cousin. "Did you shave yourself or did your cousin shave you, hhhhhm, I guess Dominique shaved your delectable pussy! Am I right?"
How, did he know, she herself had been surprised when Dominique saw her trimmed triangle, her cousin had joked around with her, telling her she should shave it all off, even suggesting she’d gladly do it. No not charming, but with an actual razor blade. Applying foam, playing with Rose’s nether lips. Dominique had always been a sexual girl; she and Rose had experimented on each other before. She felt Scorpius nudge her legs apart.
"That's a good girl, keep your legs separated!" Telling her exactly what he wanted her to do. Rewarding her for her good behaviour. "Don't make a sound, except when you want me to stop, and then say so..."
Stop, stop?! Nooooh, what was he thinking, he couldn't stop, not now.
Scorpius kissed her hip bone, trailing wet kisses down her pelvic region.
Rose pressed her hand firmer over her mouth suppressing her moans, her other hand rubbing her bra clad breast, the friction of the lace against her tautened bud adding to the unquenched fulfilment her womanhood demanded.
Scorpius pried her labia open with his thumb and index finger, inserting his middle finger in her dripping cunt, drawing out her juices, which now flowed down her inner thigh. Scorpius suckled her clit softly, her body stirred, Rose didn't make a sound, she dare not to be heard.
"Mmmmm, my sweet, you are truly delicious!" He ducked under her to gain better access, he suckled, tongued her lips. Penetrating her with his tongue, deeper, more urgent, eating her out, and gathering all her honeyed sweetness.
Rose wanted to come, but held her orgasm; she needed his permission to keel. He brought her higher then she'd ever been, her mind went blank, she was only feeling, no thinking came into the equation, ooooooohhhh, please allow me to cum, pleeeeaaaasssseeee.
Scorpius paused for a brief moment, "This is it, you wanton slut, let it go! Scream for me, cum for your Sir!"
Rose barely registered his words.
"Aaaaaaah, yesssssss, Sir, I'm cuming, I'm cummmiiiiinnngggg!" She screamed. Giving even more cream as she squirted into Scorpius mouth. He didn't stop, even when Rose tried to push him off her trying to ride her wave. He held her close as she shuddered with pleasure.
Rose sank to her knees, her legs unable to hold her up right. She began to cry softly, she'd never climaxed like this. She badly wanted to kiss Scorpius.
He wouldn't let her; he removed his jacket placing it around her shoulders. She felt cold to the touch; she needed to be kept warm. Rose had collapsed, as her orgasm was so severe. Had he gone too far in stretching her orgasm, the anticipation that had accumulated within her, he'd been playing with her since he danced with her at the night club. He scooped her up, placed her in his bed, gently pulling the covers over her limp body.
Scorpius grabbed a blanket; he went to sleep on his couch.
Zabini had been right, this one needed to vent her actual self, her sexual desires needed to be satisfied or she would surely fall apart. He'd met her at the right moment, before it was too late.

Please review or rate. Where is this leading to, have you got any idea? I'm currently at chapter 20, with this one, trying to keep it slow paced...
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