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Good-bye Innocence, Hello Debauchery	By : MerenwenFefalas Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Albus Severus/Scorpius Views: 7258 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Goodbye Innocence, Hello Debauchery

Author: Sonja.

Pairing: Albus Severus/Scorpius

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: All my AS/S are belong to JKR. I have no AS/S.

Summary: Scorpius had managed to hold on to his virginity for eighteen years, eleven hours, twelve minutes, and approximately forty-nine seconds. It was a new Malfoy record.

Author�s Note: One of these days, I'm going to write some Serious Fic. Until then, all I have to offer are my lame attempts at humour and this PWP.

Scorpius had managed to hold on to his virginity for eighteen years, eleven hours, twelve minutes, and approximately forty-nine seconds. It was a new Malfoy record.

Late, after all the party guests had left and his parents had gone to bed, he sneaked down the hall and into the guest room where he knew Al would be waiting. He would be, as they had planned, sitting in a tub full of bubbles wearing nothing but his birthday suit. Which was fitting, of course, seeing how it was still Scorp�s birthday, and Al was his present.

At first Scorp had balked at the idea of the bubbles, but Al had insisted. Not insisted, so much as bribed with two hours of topless kissing and promises of his first blowjob. Al could be very persuasive when he put his mind and tongue to it. It�ll be romantic, he�d said, between bites to Scorp�s collarbone. Like in films.

Rommm, was all he managed to say before his words were captured by Al�s sweet mouth.

Gods, but Al�s mouth was amazing. He kissed like he�d die if he didn�t. And if Al ever didn�t kiss him like that, Scorpius would die. He would surely want to.

--

Al and Scorp had been friends since they were eleven, best friends since they were twelve, and not-lovers since sixteen. They were kissers. They were snoggers. They were touchers-through-clothing. And they were wankers-in-their-own-beds-but-not-mutually.

Doing anything more would be special. Special to Scorpius because he�d noticed that Slytherins had a rather nasty reputation for sleeping around, and he didn�t want any part in that, even by association; he wanted real love. Special to Albus because it was to Scorpius, whom he had fancied beyond reason since he was fourteen. So, both had left school with their dignities firmly intact, much to the amazement of their friends.

They had spent the previous month doing diligent research, sprawled out on Scorp�s large bed reading books carefully borrowed from the Malfoy library. They knew the gist of what they were planning to do; they weren�t na�ve or sheltered, but there were charms and potions that would make it better. Once the two boys had decided upon Scorpius� eighteenth birthday as the date of their long-awaited foray into manhood, these extra-curricular study periods were punctuated by hours-long quizzes on kissing, nipple biting, and ear nibbling in anticipation of the final exam.

The N.E.W.T.s of carnal bliss, as it were.

--

Tonight was it. Tomorrow they would be men, oh yes. But tonight they were Sexual Cartographers, mapping the peaks and valleys of the teenage male landscape (taking special care with the peninsulas, of course). Good-bye innocence, hello debauchery.

What they really were, were two silly, horny young men venting several collective years of pent-up tension and making a mess of the en suite.

Stand up then, Scorp said, walking into the room, still dressed in dinner robes. When Al stood, naked, dripping, and covered in blue bubbles, Scorpius wanted to owl the Potters and thank them for making such a fucking beautiful boy. But that would have been weird, so he settled instead for yanking his robes off and fairly leaping into the bath to stand in front of Al.

I want to touch you, Albus breathed against Scorp�s neck.

Touch me.

I don�t know where to start. There�re so many parts of you I love, I don�t know where to touch first.

Anywhere, Scorpius answered. Anywhere you want. I�m all for you.

Here? Al ran his soapy finger along a high cheekbone. Here? He drew a wet line down Scorpius� neck. Scorpius� eyes fluttered shut and he felt the warmth of arousal settle near the pit of his stomach.

Mmm, yes, he sighed as Albus circled then pinched a nipple. There. Everywhere. Al�s roving hand found its way down his belly and stopped short at the line of fine, pale hair leading down from Scorp�s navel. No hands but his own had ever dared venture where Al�s now went. He had to steady himself with a hand on Al�s shoulder to keep himself from falling forward into the touch.

May I? Al didn�t wait for an answer before going to his knees in the water to take Scorpius into his mouth.

Not that, not yet. He dipped down to be face-to-face with Al. I want you to, but not straight away.

--

New sensitive places where discovered and noted. Endearments were whispered. Fingers were interlaced and flesh was lovingly bruised.

Scorpius was perched on the edge of the tub, stroking Al�s hair as his wonderful, wonderful mouth did sinful things to Scorpius� cock. Been practising, then, he teased.

Al said something that could have been bananas, and the vibrations sent chills up Scorp's spine. He braced himself on the white porcelain rim as Al nudged his legs apart. Going to try the thing, you know, with my finger.

Okay.

Nervous?

Yes.

Me too. Al reached for the vial of the water-proof lubricating potion they�d secretly brewed in the cellar at Grimmauld Place and poured some onto his fingertips. If you don�t like it, we�ll do something else. Anything you want since it�s your birthday. It would be better if you were down here, though. You might fall off.

Scorpius slid back into the bath and rested against the far wall of the tub. You�ll drown, he said, the logistics of the situation sinking into his lust-addled brain. Albus laughed. But you could do the thing anyway, when you�re kissing me. It�ll be good, I think.

Yeah, Al said, and Scorpius grinned. Good idea. He rubbed is index finger and thumb together to warm the potion and plunged his hand under the water and between Scorpius� spread legs. When he found the small pucker under Scorp�s balls, he pressed slowly in. You all right? Should I stop?

No, no. It�s just different, you doing it. Scorp had been practising on himself almost every day for a fortnight. Feels nice. Can you go in further? When Al pushed his finger further inside and curled it up a bit like they�d read about, he was rewarded with a sigh. That�s it there, yeah. That feels so good, Al. Not so hard, though. I don�t want to come yet.

Sorry, Al said, embarrassed. He slowed his movements and leant forward to kiss Scorpius.

Mmm, don�t be. I�m just trying to hold on as long as I can.

I want to see you come like this, Al said between kisses. Please? Scorpius moaned his acquiescence, and Albus steadily sped back up. Scorp gripped Al�s arms harder, losing himself in the pleasure of being kissed and fingered. Al was lost too, capturing each of Scorpius� moans with his mouth.

More. Gods, Al, more.

Faster?

Yessss.

Harder?

Fuck, yes. Do it with two. Mmm, yes, so good. Scorpius spread his legs as wide as he could and still keep his balance, hooking one over the side of the tub. He had one white-knuckled hand on Al�s shoulder and the other gripping the ledge.

Al withdrew his finger long enough to coat his hand with more lubricant, then slipped two digits back in. Good?

Yeah.

When Albus was kissing him like that, with his fingers moving inside of him, Scorp thought he�d found Nirvana. It was the most amazing feeling he�d ever felt, and he would gladly trade a kidney or half his liver for it to never end. His cock was hard and untouched, but he didn�t care. His cock didn�t matter now. It was all about Al�s tongue and Al�s fingers, and Al�s-

I�m going to come, he tried to say, but couldn�t. His words were swallowed whole.

--

As they lay on Scorpius� bed contemplating Round Two for Scorp and Round One for Al, an observation was made. They were still technically virgins. I don�t think that counted, Al said, nuzzling Scorp�s neck.

No, but it was a good start. He smiled and reached to touch Al�s cock. And we have the rest of the night.

--

Scorpius, being a meticulous planner, had made a list of things he wanted to do on their de-flowering night. Al had laughed at de-flowering, like Scorpius had laughed at his bubbles, so he erased it. In its place he�d written �How Albus and Scorpius Became Men�, and Al had laughed at that too. Al had suggested �How Albus Finally Fucked Scorpius Stupid�, and had stolen the parchment away to change it.

--

What did it feel like? Albus was propped up on his elbow, tracing patterns on Scorpius� chest.

Amazing, Scorp sighed. I can�t explain it. It was like a really good wank, but better, you know?

Do it to me. He Accioed the vial from the en suite and handed it off to Scorpius.

All right, Scorp said, and slid down the bed. Relax. You have to be relaxed. Scorpius poured the oil over his fingertips as Al had done before, and pushed a finger inside. Relax, he said again as Al�s muscles clenched.

Wow.

Told you.

That�s- that�s- wow.

Scorpius leant in and took the head of Al�s cock in his mouth. Unlike Albus, however, he hadn�t had the foresight to practise on fruit, so he accidentally scraped Al�s foreskin lightly with his teeth. I don�t think I can do this, he said, looking at Al and biting his lip. I don�t want to mess it up.

�S all right, Scorp. Come here. Scorpius withdrew his finger and crawled back up the bed. What else is on that list of yours?

Er, well, I sort of wanted to try, you know, the er, the other thing. You know, the youinsidemething. Um.

Al swallowed hard, and Scorpius licked his Adam�s apple. We could, um, do that. Yeah, I want to try that too. I really do. I really, really do.

I�ve been thinking about it all day, Scorpius said, biting Al�s earlobe. His hand was making its way back down to grip Al�s cock, and his bravery was returning. If Al wasn�t embarrassed, Scorp wouldn�t be either. I�ve been hard all day, too. Just thinking about it now makes me want to come again.

Fuck, Scorp. I want you so bad. He sat up and ran his hands down Scorpius� body. I love you so much, he said.

�--

The first time Al had told Scorpius he loved him had been an accident, of that Scorp was certain. Not an accident as in he hadn�t meant to say it, because he did. He just hadn�t intended for Scorpius to have heard it. Al still didn�t know he had, two years later.

It had been the week before school started back up for their sixth year, and Scorpius had slept over at Grimmauld. He and Al had shared Al�s bed as they had every time Scorpius spent the night since they were twelve, and Scorp had woken in the night to find Al gone. He�d silenced his feet and crept down the hall to see if he could find him. Scorpius was expecting Albus to have sneaked into the kitchen for a midnight snack, and so had been shocked to hear him sobbing and Harry comforting him.

Hey, now, it�s okay, Harry had said gently. It�s normal. There�s nothing wrong with you.

Al sniffled. But Dad, he�s a boy!

You can love boys, Albus. Your mum and I won�t love you any less for it. You aren�t a bad son, or a bad person. Don�t let anyone tell you otherwise. Now, it�s late and you should be getting back to bed.

After Scorpius heard Al tell his father goodnight, he carefully made his way back to the bed and pretended to be asleep. After a few moments, he heard the toilet flush and water running in the sink, then Al came into the bedroom. I love you, Scorpius Malfoy, and my dad says it�s okay, Al whispered into the darkness before climbing back into the bed.

Two weeks after that, in the sixth-year Slytherin boys� dorm, Scorpius had kissed him. They�d been together ever since.

--

Scorpius lay on his bed, his legs spread wide, and Albus was slowly massaging his prostate with two fingers. Yes, he moaned, holding his thighs apart. Yeah, Al, yeah. That�s it, right there, oh!

Ready?

Just a few more seconds, Scorp moaned again, digging his fingertips into the flesh of his legs. I mean, yes, I�m ready; I just want you to do this awhile longer.

Don�t you dare come again, Al chuckled. I�m getting off at least once tonight, whether it�s your birthday or not.

Fine, fine. Stick it in, then.

Stick it in, eh? You�re such a romantic.

Stick it the fuck in, wanker. Scorpius laughed and Al shook his head and grinned. Stick your cock up my arse, Albus, he teased. I need it so bad!

You�re an idiot.

Come on, baby! Do me so hard! Put it in me so deep I feel it on my tonsils!

Shut up! Gods, shut up! You�re killing me! Al still had his fingers in Scorp�s bum, but he was laughing too hard to do anything useful with them, so he pulled them out.

I�m going to ride your broomstick, Scorpius cackled. Yeah, baby, fuck me. Fuck me so hard!

Enough! I can�t stand it! Al was doubled over and shaking.

Give it to me! Give me your big, hard dick, Albus Potter. Scorpius was still grinning like a madman, but he�d started fingering himself.

You�ve gone mental, Al said, catching his breath. You�ve gone completely round the twist.

Mental for your cock, baaybeee, Scorpius tried to purr. Albus snorted. Come on, do me. Pound me, fuck me, claim me, ravish me, core me the fuck out.

If you don�t shut up, I�ll gag you.

Gag me with your cock.

Scorp, seriously! I can�t do anything if I can�t stop laughing! Al grabbed hold of Scorpius� ankles and held his legs up and apart. Core you the fuck out, huh? Someone�s been at the porn.

I love you?

Yeah, yeah, Dirty Boy.

Come on, Al. Please?

Al let go of Scorp�s ankles and poured more lube into his palm. He coated his cock and positioned himself at Scorp�s entrance. Going in slow, okay? You tell me if it�s too much. He pressed in slowly and Scorpius moaned. Too much?

No. Keep going. All the way in.

Glad I wanked twice today. I�d have lost it already if I hadn�t. You�re so fucking tight. You feel so good on my cock.

Now who�s been at the porn?

Al withdrew part way and pushed back in. Gods, but you�re hot in there. Do you like it? Does it feel good?

Yeah, Scorpius breathed. Yeah. Deeper, Al. Mmm, yes, like that.

Faster?

Not yet. I like it like this. It�s nice.

Nice?

Yeah, like, amazing. Fucking amazing. I want to feel you come inside me.

Al leant down to kiss Scorpius, pushing himself in as deep as he could go. Scorpius wrapped his legs around Al�s waist and held them there. He clenched his muscles every time Al made to pull back. I have to come. Fuck, I don�t want to yet, but I�m going to.

Come.

Fuck, Scorp. Fuck. You feel so fucking good. He thrust in twice more before filling Scorpius with his orgasm. Sorry. I�m so sorry.

For what?

You didn�t- shit, you�re not even hard. Al pulled his softened cock from Scorpius� body and rested back on his heels.

So? I liked it. Forget my dick for a second and come here. Al did as he was told and moved up to rest his head on Scorp�s chest. Scorpius stroked his hair. Oooh, he said suddenly, pulling a face.

What?

It, er, came out. And it feels weird.

Al couldn�t help it. He started laughing. Tears started to roll down his cheeks. That�s disgusting.

It�s your spunk. How disgusting can it be? But Scorpius was laughing too. Where the hell is my wand?

Here, I�ll get it. Al reached for his own wand on the bedside table and cleaned himself, Scorpius, and the bed before replacing it. So, do you feel like you�re not a virgin anymore?

Yeah. Definitely. I feel like I- well, perhaps that�s better left unsaid. Scorp chuckled and pulled the blankets over himself and Al. Do you feel any different?

I feel like I�ve had my dick up your arse.

Cheeky.

I feel like, well, like I�m yours. And if you laugh, I swear I�ll never speak to you again. Al put his arm around Scorpius� waist and pulled him close.

You are mine, you shit. Always have been.

Good.

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