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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
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My deepest thanks to Eclectic Pet for being a patient beta.

My deepest excuses for not updating. I wasn't happy with the mods for removing the apreciation system, I had so many positive ratings, furthermore not a lot of you take time to review, it makes me sad when you don't. This story has at least 6 more chapters all ready written and a follow up story. My rant ends.;)
Rose worked herself into a sweaty mess. She had skipped a hundred rounds with her rope in the gym after pushing her own weight in a leg press. She had come down here at 6 am; it was now close to eight. It had to suffice, she had passed her psychological and DADA test yesterday. She had to go back to active field duty, she had to, and her work was getting on her nerves. It was mind numbing, logging evidence into a computer.
Scorpius distracted her once in a while, she found herself looking forward to their sex-chat on her phone. She had not seen him in the flesh for weeks. The mere thought of him sent a pulsating throb to her cunt. She wanted him badly; she didn't know what did her in more, craving Scorpius or field action. Where had she gone wrong when her life seemed to revolve about her ex-lover or her work?
"Good, morning Miss. Weasley. I'm here to assess your physical condition." A voice boomed behind her.
A few hours later, Rose reported to her squad commander’s desk. "As much as the fellas hate to see your charming arse go, I'm happy to inform you about your next field operation!"
Rose could've jumped for joy, yes!! This was it, good to go. Finally! She had waited nearly half a year to go back. "Report to James Potter, he'll fill you in on the details. Now get lost Weasley, take you arse out of here."
Rose nearly bolted for the door; she was so elated at the prospect of going into combat mode.
'Bzzzzz' her phone buzzed in her pocket.
Scorpius. Had to be him! Rose looked at the screen it was he all right. She walked into the ladiesroom.
'Hi kitten!'
-online-
'Sorry sir, my next assignment just came through'
-Scorpius typing...
'OK let me know when your briefing is finished.'
'Will do!'
Flicking the button and pocketing it in her combat trousers. Her mind set on the task at hand. Luckily, Scorpius’ reaction had been a positive.
Rose pushed James’ door open,"Rose Weasley reporting for duty!" Her smile wide.
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Scorpius put his phone down on the conference table. Rose was on active field duty. Fuck, he didn't like it, to put it mildly. He couldn't control her as much as he liked when she was stuck in the field. She depended on others concerning her well being, he hated that even more.
"Scorpius, what do you think...," Astoria asked him. She had seen him look very distraught at his phone.
"Give, me a second Mother!" He said with an absent voice. Pinching the bridge of his nose, thoughts running havoc in his brain. He had not heard her question. Astoria rephrased the question at hand. The entire heads of pure-blood Britain families were gathered around the large table. The ones that mattered were here. The Nott's, Zabini's, Parkinson's, and more. They discussed their standing and long running ventures. Today the union of Julian Nott and Lily Potter was discussed. It was decided that the pure-blood would marry half-bloods to ensure healthy bloodlines. Luckily, Julian would marry someone he happened to love deeply.
Astoria put her question forward. Scorpius agreed with her, Julian was to marry Lily Potter, the terms of acceptance where met. Pure-blood stayed on top. Next couple to be wed off were Dominique Weasley and Mauritzo Zabini, everyone knew Dominique was the dominant of the two; it didn't matter as she was pure-blood herself. Coming partly from France bringing fresh pure-blood to the table.
Scorpius realised a few months back he and Rose had been set up. Astoria had brought Rose into the equation being the daughter of two parts of the Golden Trio. She had instructed Mauritzo to let slip to Dominique that Scorpius was available and wouldn't Rose be perfect? Astoria had been very calculating and manipulative, Scorpius realised this when Rose had abandoned him. Astoria had divulged her plans to him. Ensuring him, he could win her back. He had fallen hard for the Weasley girl. It was hard work; his mother had evenprovided a girl to blow off steam.
Honey, had been recruited without even being aware she was being used. Astoria would ship her offto Italy when she was done with the girl. A nice little job leading a small office exporting wood for broomsticks or such.
Astoria looked at her tall handsome boy, he had been lucky, inheriting her genes. The Malfoy line had crumbled, her husband the sole survivor, gone mad after the war. Ronald Weasley had married a Muggle, ensuring a more sound off-spring. Hugo Weasley had a good brain, his sister Rose a bit less fortunate, she was a sub thinking she was a dominant, a strong fighting spirit. Ron had tried to break it unwittingly tarnishing the girl’s self-esteem.
Scorpius would mend the girl, Astoria was sure he had the capability to do so. Astoria was a strong Matriarch teaching Scorpius the ropes of being a dominant. The girl showed resistance but was giving in gradually.
"Mother, do you need me to be here, I have some business to take care of. " Their code word for Rose. Astoria had cleared his schedules so he could concentrate on bringing the girl into the fold. His work consisted of assisting his mother, his work being an apprentice to the organisation, taking over the helm. For now, he could focus on starting his own family.
"Yes, Scorpius you can leave, we will discuss dates for the wedding next, no need to stay on!" Astoria took out the communal calendar, checking which dates were available to her. Ah, February 14th next year. Eight months would be enough time to plan it all.
"Julian, you have bought a ring I presume?" Julian nodded an affirmative.
"You'll need to ask her dad for her hand first, you can suggest the date to him" oh it felt good being Astoria Malfoy. These men dancing to her every tune.

'Bzzzzz' Scorpius phone buzzed.
'Leaving in two days on a long mission!'
'I'm so excited! :)'
'Congratulations kitten'
'Meet me in St. James Park in an hour'
'Dress accordingly'
Scorpius pocketed his phone, a faint smirk on his lips. He had something devilish in mind. He would enjoy their afternoon so much, Rose would remember it, her skin would singe.
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Rose changed into the wardrobe Scorpius had told her to wear; she straightened her hair, pulled her red locks into a high ponytail, painted her lips a deep red, and her eyes the smoky black variety Scorpius adored.
Her high heels did not ache, she had practised walking in them, Scorpius wanted to see her calves elongated.
Rose apparated near the spot she would meet him; he had made her wait for this moment for weeks.
It was very warm, but he had sent her a camel coloured Trench coat, lined with red, black and brown crossed striped lining. Her mother had told her it was very expensive. Rose had buttoned it up just above her breasts, wrapping the belt into a casual knot around her waist. She looked damn hot in black stockings and her black lacquered heels.
Rose waited at the corner Scorpius had texted her. Passerby's watched a glamorous looking girl wearing a coat as it was very hot. She attracted a lot of unwanted male attention. Rose dug her hands deep in her pockets; Scorpius should have been here already.
Scorpius waited at the entrance as he caught Rose waiting for him, she looked like a class-A call-girl. Excellent she had done as he requested.
He snuck up behind her as Rose became hyper self-conscious, too many man approached her, asking her for the time.
Scorpius circled her waist, pulling her close, oh fuck she smelled nice. He had to seriously restrain himself from taking her here; yes she was the one he loved. There he had admitted it to himself. She could break him, if he wasn't careful. His mother had fixed their first date, she had set him up, he knew it now, and she had divulged it before she had added him to her group. The ones who ruled Wizarding Britain behind the scenes.
"Hey, kitten, daddy's here!" He murmured so only she could head.
"Hi..." Rose closed her eyes, hissing as his touch not only soothed her but comforted her as well, she felt safe in his arms. His touch sending shivers down her spine, she'd longed for his embrace.
"Uh, Scorpius... Uhm, I....am getting these stares....not sure if I'm dressed appropriate..." Rose flushed at the heated glances men were giving her.
"Yeah, kitten well you do look like an escort girl!" Scorpius answered her honestly. He felt Rose shift uncomfortably against his chest. He took her hand; he had a nice little spot where he would take her.
"So are you wearing what I told you!" He said as they walked hand in hand.
Rose blushed again, thinking of what she wasn't wearing. "Yes, daddy..."
Good, good, she submitted, not fully but he worked to get her there. Trust eminent, he would mould her, rewarding her with orgasms, he was a firm believer of the Behaviourist movement, classical conditioning, he would instil his will, reward her when she complied. Snarky but he knew it would work.
Scorpius interlaced his fingers with hers, caressing her hand with his thumb. Making sure she felt comforted by his presence.
He halted, pulling Rose close again, his hand cupping her behind, his fingers massaging her rounded flesh. His lips ghosting over hers, humming with delight.
Rose smiled, he showed her how much she turned him on, she felt so good about herself, and he liked how she looked. To hell what others thought of her. Scorpius was the only one who mattered.
"Rose, you are so bloody gorgeous!" He hummed, he closed his lips over hers, pulling her even closer into a searing kiss.
Rose nearly lost all her faculties, nearly... She still wondered why they were in a public place.
"To show you off! Love..." He answered her.
Did he just invade her mind?
Scorpius broke the kiss, walking further into the park, Rose rested her head on his shoulder as they walked, and it felt good having her so close.
He noticed Rose walking comfortably on her stiletto's she had practised; he felt a swelling sense of pride.
He tugged her of the path into a more secluded part, surrounded by bushes and trees. "Open your coat; show me what you're hiding!"
Rose felt heat rise to her cheeks, that's why he wanted her in a public place, it was the thrill?! He could have easily taken her home to fuck her, but he choose the park nearest to the Muggle heart of the nation, Buckingham Palace. Rose untied the belt, unbuttoned the coat, exposing what was underneath; nothing except, a black lace suspender belt and lace topped stockings. She felt warm, no hot! The warm summer air and the notion of being near on stark naked.
Scorpius’ eyes revealing how he felt, his irises turned a murky dark grey. Rose glanced around gnawing her lower lip; she prayed no one would venture up here.
Scorpius whistled softly between his teeth, bending down latching on to one of her nipples, flicking it between his teeth and tongue. Standing back again, taking in the dainty girl. His dainty girl. Her clean cut cunt her creamy, mildly freckled skin, her faint rosy scars.
A work of art.
He buttoned her coat up, fastened the belt, taking her hand again in his. Leading her to a park bench.
Scorpius sat down, pulling Rose on to his lap,her legs to one side, pulling her head facing him. Their foreheads resting against each other.
"You're leaving again?" He sighed.
Rose closed her eyes, his minty breath soothing her, nodding a yes to his question. "Yes." Faint, softly, sighing. Wishing she wasn't leaving, staying close to Scorpius felt better than before.
"I wish you wouldn't go..." His eyes staring into her green orbs, he read pain in them.
A tear running down her cheek. "I have to...." She whispered. It hurt her, abandoning him again. She would promise she'd return; it wasn't like she'd leave him. "I have to do this, I need too feel alive, like I matter, make a difference."
"You, matter to me..." Scorpius held her jaw, making a point.
"Wait for me?" Rose sniffled, stifling a sob, feeling Scorpius’ toned chest through his navy blazer. She wanted to be ravished by him.
His hand holding her chin between his thumb and index finger, he needed to reassure her. His finger tracing her skin down her throat into her cleavage over the fabric of her coat down her breast, lingering on her tautness protruding the fabric, rubbing it with his thumb.
Rose's breath hitched. Scorpius stimulating her rosy bud, made her core throb. Oh he knew how to push her buttons, literally.
Scorpius smirked as his fingers made their way down to her knee, running circles on the silk stockings.
"Scorpius..." Rose sighed; her knee had never been this sensitive. Her hormones ran a riot through her body. She willed his fingers to her throbbing core.
"What do you want my sweet?" Scorpius asked her softly.
Rose couldn't say it, she spaced out, her fathers voice warning her. 'You're a dirty little whore!'
Scorpius felt her freeze under his fingers; he moved his hand upwards under her coat, barely touching her inner thigh.
"Do you want it Rose?" She had to say it. Ghosting his fingers against her inner thigh.
Rose looked at him pleadingly, asking him to relieve her.
Whispering," yes, Scorpius yes..." Before closing her mouth over his. Her tongue entering his warm minty cavity. Opening her legs so he could find her warm, moist, throbbing slit.
He answered her with a feral claim of her tongue. His finger searching her womanhood, inserting two fingers, shoving, thrusting them in and out, coating them with her cum.
Rose grabbed his head between her hands, holding on for dear life, he made her feel things, colours exploded in her head, her body sang. Being here on a public bench in the middle of a park filled with tourist and professionals drinking their tea, adding to an already building orgasm.
Rose screamed inward and into Scorpius mouth as she rode her pleasure filled state.
Scorpius smirked on her lips. "That's it baby, come for your daddy." Rose let herself go completely surrendering her control.
Her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, Scorpius still snogging her.
"All right? Baby-girl?" He whispered.
Rose nodded, yes all right and more.

Scorpius POV.
St. James Park, entrance at the Mall, at the far end of where the Muggle Queen Elisabeth II lived; going strong as ever, her son waiting in the sidelines for her to cave in. She didn't, women these days where strong, like his mother and Mrs. Weasley- Granger, they were the ones ruling the world with their femininity. The one he had waiting for him didn't know how much of a woman she was. She had him under her spell; she was a right red firecracker. He shuddered, thinking about her hold on him, the one she wasn't aware off.
They had sex-texted, he had became rock hard every time he thought about her words, he reread it several times, Honey had been at the receiving end of his arousal. Relieving him of his much aching painful thickness bulging his pants.
There she was, waiting for him, her hair in a sleek high ponytail, red luscious lips, she looked unapproachable, but still men dared venturing over, appearing as to ask her the time. Sodding bastards, she was his, his jealousy throbbing in his temples at the same time he knew she wouldn't give in.
Trust, it all came down to that word. Him trusting her to stay away from others, his not to hurt her. He wouldn't dream of it.
Hurt and pain weren't synonyms to him. Hurt would be an emotional thing, pain physical, very close to pleasure. When he had her where he wanted her, he would show her how close the words were related.
Rose became impatient, he could tell, she had looked at her wristwatch several times as the minutes passed by.
Her camel trench, hiding her body, she was obviously wearing what he instructed her to wear. Her high gloss stiletto's shining in the gleaming sunlight, dazzling him, her elongated calves covered in sheer silk black stockings, the black seam at the back adding to an already saucy looking woman. The height of femininity, he could picture her naked body, he had to keep his dick in check. He felt like a peeping Tom for observing his woman like this, giving it another minute, making her a tad more anguish filled. He loved it.
Rose gnawed her plump lower lip, 'oh flippin' hell!' He stalked over. "Hi kitten, daddy's here!" Pulling her in for a deep snog, he had to fill her mouth with his tongue, showing others to back the hell right off, she was his property.

She had shown him she was the one he wanted, enough demurity to be flushed, kinky enough to give him what he had requested.
She had turned into liquid under his fingers, releasing her sweet honeyed cream, she smelt, tasted and felt fucking amazing. He had fingered her roughly right in the park, a man sitting at another bench had watched him spread her legs wide enough to catch him in the act of pleasuring Rose so hard she nearly bite his tongue as she wanted to scream with pleasure. He had expertly muzzled her screams kissing her. He and the other bloke locked eyes as the man's eyes widened with envy when he became aware of what Scorpius was performing. He had felt so smug about himself, daring to have sex with her in broad daylight in public. He was such an exhibitionist. Rose had enjoyed it too, trusting him with her modesty.
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