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Show me how to....	By : Sherlocked1971 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 42013 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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And hello I'm back. Wasn't gone really, here's second last chapter to How me how to... I have also written a sequel not sure if I'll post it here, depends if you want me too.
Massive shout out to Eclectic Pet, she hasn't had a lot off time lately. Any faults you find are mine.
Scorpius lay in his bed on fresh white cotton sheets, he usually opted for black or dark green silks but now he and Rose had showered he'd ordered his house elf to change them. When Rose and he had showered, he cleaned her inside and out, her skin was a rosy scrubbed quality he liked like this. The girl he permitted to stay in his bed.
He had been vigorous with her. She had been willing, letting him clean her like that.
His mind drifted to the evening before he had splattered himself all over her face, her eyes had gone wide as his spunk hit her. It had been so good, having her lick his anus, she had enjoyed delving in with her tongue, hell he had smelled her getting overexcited and slick, she dripped all over his floor. He would have the damn elf clean that as well. Rose had merrily cleaned the semen from her face, moving her fingers in and out of her mouth, moaning in the process, she wanted to finger herself, but he had not permitted her to relieve herself. He was in charge of her cumming. He didn't feel like it, the absinth had clouded his mind. Thus, his aggressive behaviour in the shower, which she had not seemed to mind, maybe welcoming it.
As she had penetrated his sphincter with her tongue and finger, he had decided he loved her. No, not like that. He had known it when he met her all those months ago, but she had escaped from his grasp, he had been plotting, getting her back. It had finally worked and she had even made him cum. He watched her lying there draped across his body, he had his hands behind his head. Red curls spread around his torso, she leaned on his abs with her right cheekbone, her hand on his right nipple, she looked like a good little girl. Her breath steady, at peace with her surroundings. He hated to wake her up, but he had his needs. His morning wood throbbed, begging to be released. He would tell her today what he wanted with her, she wouldn't be pleased, he would break her heart, it was necessary, their relationship needed to go to the next level.
She would be displeased, vexed, she would be hurting, maybe even physically so. She wouldn't be angry with him for putting her in that position. Grateful was the word he was searching for, beholden, taking away the decision, his new role, her guardian… saviour if you like. No more painful decisions to make. But first things first, this damn stiffness, called a morning erection had to be taken care of, the girl next too him the happy recipient of his attention.
Scorpius took her arm off his chest. She was still asleep, unwittingly of what he planned on doing to her, her warm body, her hazy mind, her willing body and mind providing him, the release he craved.
"On your belly, honey." He whispered in her ear.
"Huh?" She groaned as she had been sleeping so sweetly, Scorpius voice and breath, awakening her slowly.
"On, your belly. Spread your legs nice and wide." His voice commanded her.
Rose had to take in what he told her to do, she complied, and having sex with Scorpius filled her with joy. His roughness the previous evening had startled her, it had made her seeping, and she had practically begged for it. He scrubbed her clean, the terry washcloth nearly scraped her skin off, her nipples were still sore. She’d need to forego a bra today. He'd scrubbed her cunt and pucker with disinfectant, thorough had been his motto. He had rubbed her dry, making sure he didn't miss a spot.
Scorpius had taken her to his bed, which had white clean sheets. She'd noticed it had been changed, so the snarky bastard had a house elf after all.
Rose turned over, making sure she had her face down, leaning on her elbows. She didn't want to suffocate, spreading her legs for her lover.
"Nggg, oooh!" Rose stifled her moan, Scorpius had shoved his member hard in her puckered hole, he had done so without lubrication, and it stung like hell. He rammed his rod in her with relentless hard thrusts, Rose had trouble resting her head on her arms, and he fucked her hole with vigour. Oh yes, he showed her no mercy, she would ache, walking right would be a problem today, if they made it out of bed. She could get used to this.
Rose didn't show any signs of being in discomfort, taking it like a good little slut, he drove himself deep in her back side, he cleaned it himself yesterday, he had filled it with his spunk last night, so the fluid that was in there was his. He had pushed himself in her without lubrication, it was smooth, but he was getting there, his balls slapping against her gaping cunt, he'd opened her wide. He admired Rose’s wobbly bum, they were creamy, and striking them would fill him with pleasure. He felt his sack tighten, he would be ready any second know, Rose pleasure didn't matter as much, his headache was drumming inside his skull.
"Oh, fuck, yeah, slut." Shooting his load in her intestines. Rose hole had been so tight as he fucked her. It was the bees-knees.
Rose felt her intestines fill with warm fluids and she revelled in it. Scorpius had been hard for her and had fucked her. Again. It was enough to make her cum, her muscles contracted in her inner walls, making her backside muscles join into the rhythm.
Rose panted. Scorpius had been rough with her not entirely woken body.
"Did, you like it slut?" Scorpius hissed in her ear.
"Yes, daddy." She answered him. Oh gods yes, again, please and again. She felt him slump behind her. She turned over and saw Scorpius had his arm over his eyes.
"Lick it clean..." He groaned. Without so much as looking at her. She could do that for him, she wanted to and he knew she did. A good little slut, yes a slut, he mused. A dirty, filthy cumslut, but only his cum.
This was it. Why she was there, for his comfort and he had not even taken care of her pleasure, not this time.
Rose leaned over Scorpius, carefully lapping up the juices that covered his flaccid dick, he tasted good, and she tasted something else, but couldn't define it. Oh, yes he had buggered her. Ah, well sod that, she was getting addicted to Scorpius and fast. Omitting the fact that he had been in her excretion channel. She'd rimmed him yesterday, so her own shouldn't be an objection.
Scorpius observed Rose from under his arm. She had wetted her lips before she turned her attention towards cleaning his dick. Her eyes weren't hazy anymore, they were clear green, pure joy shining through them as she lapped his dick, up and down, careful not to miss a drop. Fuck yeah, he wanted this, no needed it.
Rose cleaned Scorpius, his manhood still flaccid. He was one cool customer. She had given it her best, trying to get him hard again. No success.
Scorpius saw Rose’s reaction to his lack of stiffness, he needed to adjust his mind-set, her actions should have been enough to make his dick hard again, but his control had prevented her from getting him there. Rose’s pouting lips told him enough, he would have to work on that part. He would have the talk with her over lunch. He would take her for a fly above the grounds of the Manor and sit somewhere nice to have lunch.
"Okay, Rose, I need you to floo home and clean yourself. Grab your broom and flying gear, and then come back here. We'll have some breakfast and fly out."
Rose’s eyes twinkled at his suggestion. Yes, she liked that very much. "Yes, Scorpius that would be nice. Oh, sorry, is that all right, calling you Scorpius?"
"I'll let it slide for now as you just cleaned me up, but don't be taking liberties, baby girl." He snarled his head still pounded. A good wash in the shower and some hangover potion should settle matters.
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Rose returned half an hour later dressed in her leather flying pants and dragon hide boots, courtesy of Uncle Charlie, and she donned a white cotton long sleeve blouse. Scorpius thought she looked absolutely stunning, he could peek into her cleavage, she wasn't wearing a bra as she promised, or rather couldn't tolerate one on her sore skin. Her areoles and stiff buds poking against the fabric, she would feel uncomfortable any minute now, when he relayed their breakfast spot. Scorpius had donned his leather trousers and a black button up shirt. His black mamba covered flying boots did his Slytherin background justice, they were the most expensive he could get his hands on. His shirt unbuttoned just above his chest, showing off his toned pecs. He watched the redhead salivate at him. Hmm she could have a look but not touch, at least not before he permitted her too. "Come baby girl." Holding his hand out for her to take, let's have a little spot of breakfast. He motioned for his front door.
"Uhm, oh, we’re not eating in? I haven't dressed to eat out, I uhm, well..." She hesitated, feeling uncomfortable. She couldn't face people dressed like this!
"Tsss, come girl, don't you trust me? I wouldn't put you in an embarrassing position!" His voice snarled, taking her hand yanking her towards the front door.
Rose could only follow him as he had her in an iron locked hold. As long as they didn't go anywhere public she didn't mind, she so wanted to trust him.
Scorpius unlocked his front door.
Rose saw some kind of elegant corridor; it didn't look like an apartment building. It resembled a stately home. Rose was more than puzzled, had he been fooling her into believing he lived in a flat. Come to think about it, he had never referred to living in an actual flat.
Scorpius tugged Rose behind him.
The corridor ended at a marble staircase, dark green almost black runners went down the stairs. Leading to an enormous entrance at the bottom. Two pillars graced the stairs. Snakes climbing up them, biting female breasts, female torsos holding up the ceiling. Rose felt nauseated looking at the headless statues.
Scorpius grinned at her, looking at her bewilderment: "Endearing huh? Breakfast is served in the sun room."
Rose didn't answer her eyes had too much to see. Enormous portraits of various blond haired men, their eyes following the pair as they stomped along.
Scorpius opened the double doors nearly at the end of the corridor. Light was streaming in from large glass windows. "Ah, good morning mother." He greeted a blonde gracious lady wearing reading glasses as she read the financial section of the Daily Prophet.
"Ah, Scorpius! Finally! Rose.... Forgive my son dear, but he tried to keep you to himself up in his rooms." Holding out a graceful arm and dainty hand adorned with a large dark green emerald set in platinum, for Rose to hold.
"Uh, Mrs. Malfoy?!" Rose spluttered. Scorpius mother was truly beautiful for a Lady her age.
"Tut, tut, Rose call me Astoria, please, Mrs. sounds so old, no?" Astoria chuckled. "Oh and the old man is Mr. Malfoy, Scorpius’ grandfather. Forgive his bad manners, he doesn't like half-bloods in his ancestral pure blooded home." Astoria's clear voice tingled with pure joy.
"Now, now, Astoria, whoever Scorpius wants to date is fine by me." Lucius’ baritone voice sounded behind his newspaper. "Miss. Weasley I presume, Ronald Weasel and the delightful Granger's daughter?"
"Uhm yes, sir!" Rose answered the voice behind the paper. Weasley Sir, not Weasel!"
"Yes, as I stated, Weasel." The man snorted.
"Please sit down" Astoria gestured towards a seat across from her. Beckoning Scorpius to come closer whispering: "you have done well, she looks delicious, and her breasts are magnificent."
"Thanks mother your countenance means a lot to me", taking her hand kissing her fingers lightly before taking his place next to Rose, sitting at the head of the table.
Rose didn't know what to feel, she had been at his house a few times, never imagining it would be situated within the Manor. Astoria sitting across from her was even more surreal, she'd seen the Lady a few times before but always at a distance. Her looks and presence in the flesh where so much more intimidating than her reputation had made Rose believe she was. Breeding, austerity, she totally got where Scorpius got his standing from. And then Mr. Malfoy senior, senior, his dismissal of her father’s name, showing his disregard. She felt unworthy.
Scorpius held her knee below the expensive tablecloth. She started to feel her heart pound in her chest. Could she flee from this uncomfortable situation Scorpius had placed her in?
"Mother, Rose feels intimidated, could Grandfather please show her some respect?" Scorpius said as he brought his fork to his mouth, taking a bite of his scrambled eggs. Rose was his girl and he had to make sure she felt comfortable. She would take her rightful place here at Malfoy Manor after all. Lucius had to stop being arrogant about the Weasleys, Scorpius was well aware the old man was against Scorpius pursuing her, but he'd agreed he should marry her to stabilise the Malfoy bloodline. The likes of boneless Draco should be avoided at all costs. His grandad would come around to Rose, she was stunning, and she would be an asset to the Malfoy dinner table.
"Oh, sorry dear didn't mean to startle you." Lucius snorted, “Welcome to Malfoy Manor, your presence illuminates my dreary day!"
And that was it. This was as far as he was willing to concede, he needed to adjust. When the boy married the Weasley girl, he would put more effort into the matter. That he would, was final, the boy loved the girl a lot, that much was clear, and he loved the boy dearly. Him being the son he always wanted, they say it skipped a generation. 'Now, where did he leave his financial story...' Lucius drifted back into his paper.
Rose felt Scorpius’ hand travel up her thigh, he was busy eating his eggs and conferring with his mother, his hand reached her crotch and stayed there. Rose returned her attention back to her breakfast. Scorpius was so thoughtful about her feelings. She didn't give Lucius’ condescending tone another thought.
Scorpius was glad his grandfather made the effort, the older gentleman was the patriarch, and he would grow to adore Rose. He was sure of that, now he had to keep Rose sweet, he had something important to share, or rather ask. It would be the only thing he needed her consent with, her free will, after that it was his say.
"So, Rose, you're an 'auror'?" Astoria enquired sweetly. Such an un-womanly job, as far as it pertained to some young woman connected to her son.
Rose nodded, tasting resentment in the word auror.
"So, you caught a nasty injury? Scorpius mentioned it. He was so worried about your well-being," Astoria pouted when delivering that line.
"Mother!" Scorpius said standoffish.
"Sorry, dear, I wanted Rose to know, how deeply you care for her!" Astoria was adamant Rose should be made aware. It was their game plan. The girl wouldn't know what hit her, Malfoys always get what they want one way or another.
"I care for him as well." Rose sighed demurely. Astoria was more than an imposing woman. She felt humble in her presence. Scorpius was naughty, he rubbed the outside of her leather pants, the leather against her pussy vibrating against her skin, and she felt her cheeks flush.
"Ah, well, I do hope Scorpius will bring you down more often." Dabbing her mouth with her napkin, before Lucius helped her out of her chair. "I have a social engagement, if you'll excuse me?" Reaching out her hand for Rose to take but not shake. Reaching over to Scorpius and letting him kiss her on her cheek.
"Mother...” He said courteously.
Rose felt tense, the atmosphere wasn't quite chilly, but she felt more than uncomfortable. Had she known Scorpius would take her to breakfast with his mother and grandfather; she would have been more guarded.
"Come, sweet, finish your breakfast, I'll take you for a spin around the grounds." Scorpius winked at her. Yes spin it was. His hand still firmly squeezing her crotch, his middle finger lazily rubbing her nub.
When breakfast finished, Scorpius took Rose’s hand and walked her to the back entrance steps leading towards the well-maintained show gardens. He stopped Rose in her tracks, cupping her head as he brought his lips to hers and swirling his tongue inside her mouth. Winking at his granddad behind the windows of the sunroom, the old man gave him a courteous nod. "Come kitten." He said steering her towards the lawned area. The house elf appeared with both their brooms in its little hands. Scorpius handed Rose hers and mounted his. He pushed off and Rose flew behind him. The morning summer air was still a bit chilly, but it promised to be a beautiful day, clear skies and the sun showing itself.
Rose looked around the estate, but couldn't distinguish its boundaries. Behind the manicured gardens, sheep grazed on a field.
"You're not afraid the sheep will venture into your gardens?" Rose asked.
"No, those are behind a Ha-Ha, their field slopes down until it reaches a magical barrier, preventing them from wandering in." Teaching her about how the manor worked should start now.
A vast woodland followed a lake. Rose could see a Muggle village come into view. They had flown for quite some time.
Scorpius watched Rose next to him. Malfoy Manor was a hidden county within the boundaries of rural Scotland. Rose looked shocked. Yes, their land was vast. He beckoned her to stop next to the lake. He had taken her to his favourite hiding spot, he often played there as a child. They would have lunch under the Sakura, his beloved Japanese cherry tree. Abraxas Malfoy had it planted as a signoff allegiance towards their Japanese allies during Grindelwald’s war. It was a magical tree and it looked like it had been there for centuries.
Rose’s hair was windswept and Scorpius loved how she looked. They had raced each other. Scorpius had won obviously; he didn't do loosing. He had a strong urge to kiss her. He pushed her against the enormous tree and invaded her mouth before she placed her arms around his shoulders.
He pressed into her breasts with his hands, kneading them, their kiss needy. Scorpius felt the feral urge to take her up against the tree, pounding into her against the tree he loved, adding another memory as he did so.
"Excuse me?" A tiny voice piped behind him, "I finished laying out your picnic blanket and set the basket next to it as you commanded Sir," the elf said.
"Oh, piss off, Lumpy!" Scorpius groaned. He would have to get his own elf, one who wasn't as impertinent as this one. How his mother tolerated this one was beyond him.
The elf disappeared with a soft pop.
"Oh, might as well sit down now. Hungry?" Scorpius inquired. Rose looked flustered, her blouse crumpled, Scorpius had exposed her breasts to the warm summer air.
She started to button up.
"No, leave it. I want to see your tits." Scorpius growled. He was so annoyed at the elf, interrupting him and his kitten.
Rose left her blouse open as Scorpius requested. She felt his lustful gaze on her, she felt special.
Scorpius opened the basket, taking out a large bottle of champagne and two flutes, a bowl with fresh strawberries, whipped cream, sandwiches, a container with salad and chicken wings. He popped the cork and poured the flutes.
"Rose" he handed her the champagne.
"I've brought you to my special place, I have an important question. Will you marry me?"
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