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well knotted tie.

Title: A good tie knotted
Author: nefene
Beta: \u0026lt;/ span> acardia17

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Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing
: Albus Severus Potter / Scorpius Malfoy * is happy *
Rating: NC17
Words: 3229 Warnings
: Post 7 th book (with epilogue), Slash, misuse of a tie, Sex Description
Summary: Albus and Scorpius are stuck between friendship ever, and something that still can not define.

N: written for the
P0rn Fest, at the prompt "Albus Severus Potter / Scorpius Malfoy: exchange of tie."
When I saw this prompt I found myself trembling as my dog when she sees me slicing the ham ... - With lots of tail wagging included. I was dying to write again to both of them, and above all I needed to vent a valvoletta - steeped in the right amount of lemon and romance - from what I'm up working at this time.
Today I have also given an exam, so I feel I can throw this story fed to the lions
XD Enjoy!

A huge thanks to acardia17 ! I love her and love her ♥ corrections not only took care of Betaggio, but he even rescued in a vale of tears and despair armed with citation and title for the story (which I find very well chosen) ... How can you not adore her?
Thank you so much! A big kiss, darling! \u0026lt;/ span>

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A tie well knotted

A well tied tie is the first serious step in life. Oscar Wilde

not good. not go well at all.

Is there anything wrong with that kind of urgency that lately it's driving me crazy; them is driving me crazy. Madness can not define it in another way. For as much continue to persist in denying it, everything has changed.

Albus Still can not linger. The need to touch it, feel it, it is suffocating, and overwhelms him whenever he is near. Just her perfume - how the heck do you recognize so well? - A veiled its caress as it passes directly behind the office, a mischievous smile that gives him easy lightness, a look too, and finds himself holding it against the first available surface, the tongue in her mouth and hands on his skin. And it is Scorpius, fuck, they are ... He can not have seemed wrong, though it may be for many reasons.

Everything that situation is crazy, will ruin you - years of friendship, a whole life - nothing will ever be the same. Because sooner or later it will end, knows .

clenching his fists, clinging more to the edge of the table, swaying pelvis and meeting the final push. Their moans, her moans and gasps acute noise of Scorpius, fill the room. I'm not even naked, and the friction of the penetration is still painful - have opened up his pants quickly, and the Scorpius prepared with two fingers wet with saliva, dismissive - but no one has ever looked more beautiful . He tilts his head a little, while the other bites his neck.

is wrong, but he can not help it.

**

It began with flowers, candlelight dinners, tickets and sighing courtship discreet but noticeable.

No. .. were closer to a colossal hangover and a saw-conscious in the restroom of a nightclub. The presence of their companions at a walking distance and the fact that they were at least eight years since I touched in way that did not seem that big an obstacle.

The next day was ... Well, it followed a week of embarrassed denial of the event, until after the final of the Quidditch Cup, have not found one above the other on the sofa in his apartment. From there it seemed all downhill, driven by a desire for easy and handy, dazed and intoxicated by the feelings that gave them privacy.

looked like a game, nothing more. After all, Albus thought, something had happened between them, when they were kids, and this had not prevented him from continuing to be friends. Always remember with a pang of nostalgia and warm wet kiss that had traded away the curtains of his four-poster bed at Hogwarts. And the curious hands and a bit 'awkward that slips under the shirt of his pajamas, just touching the strap of his trousers, but not having the courage to go further.

It was their first kiss - and last for years: Albus had taken much longer to Scorpius to come to terms with his homosexuality. A few days later that their first, sweet touch, a Scorpius had started talking about a girl with whom he had Hufflepuff Astronomy lesson, and his minute and delicate face.

Perhaps it was this time just to try as Scorpius had whispered a breath of his lips for many years before. Just to prove how right it seemed find naked to stroke, as it was nice to discover the body and the groans of the other. Just to taste a little, enjoy the knowledge to know in every way, that nothing was out of their friend.

tasted But most of Scorpius, still wanting to learn more.

**

With fingers shaking stuff that is still holding her wrists to the headboard. The nodes are not too tight, and the silk gently caresses the groove of the forearm. And just like silk kisses to his lips with which Scorpius is following the outline of his left flank, while with the knuckles of one hand on his skin draws a line that leads from the navel to the pubic curls blacks.

thin and blond hair of Scorpius, so long as to fall partly to cover his face, tickling the skin on my stomach, chuckling a little bit of the creeps who feel the hot breath of its causes. Scorpius raises his head, and amused glances, while back on his body until you get up to his lips. The barely touches with its curved into a smile full of malice, then plunges her fingers in her hair. String on the neck is lowered to finally kiss him.

Their mouths meet, already opened up to the expectation. Albus would like to keep the eyelids open, look at the face of Scorpius from the extreme proximity - the small mole to the root of the nose, cheeks red and blonde eyelashes and long - but you leave the warmth of the kiss, the heady feeling of their languages are interwoven, and then the teeth tightening on his chin gently, without squeezing the breath out of breath on his skin. Since Scorpius has stripped and tied to the bed, is the first real contact that allows, he seems to die by the desire to have it all on himself.

shore She feels it on his arms that frame her face and felt his movements with curiosity, confused, until he perceives that Scorpius is located on either side of her pelvis. His erection barely touches the groove between the buttocks, and Albus pants of expectation and desire to that contact. He would never have taken the initiative in this direction ... It is more than good in their roles, and the few times he tried to be active, he felt awkward and inexperienced. Scorpius Maybe it's just teasing, she thinks, by Because it would be a change in roles unusual. Or maybe not, given the fact that once again is Scorpius driving games.

The desire to grab the sides, tighten it to him, Albus invests sudden and painful pulls her arms, oblivious of the nodes that tend upwards, with a sigh of frustration when he hears the laces around his bolt wrists.

" I want to touch you," she sobs. Shake and try to bend your elbows, so rubbing the skin against the fabric.

" Shhh," Scorpius whispers on her cheek. "It's' stop, let me do it." Door to his hands, caressing the floor back to calm him down, then weaves their fingers. The tender intimacy of this gesture - their hands, simply close - quiets Albus.

Scorpius kisses her neck, licking her Adam's apple and chewing the jaw line, then returns to look at his face. "You're beautiful," murmured floor with rapt expression, ignoring the blush that ignites Albus those words. Twenty-four years have not yet learned to accept compliments without feeling embarrassed, so they do not have learned to argue with someone without stutter or to tie a tie. The fact is that quell'apprezzamento by Scorpius, then, makes him feel even more naked than it already is.

" Which tie do you prefer, mine or yours?" Scorpius asks suddenly, clutching the folds of silk hanging down the sides of her arms. Albus gets confused by the question, then whispers directly on the lips of the other: "I ... Both, together. I do not see any difference. "

Scorpius respond to his words with a deep kiss and aggressive, totally at odds with gentle caresses and light that is now dedicated to his erection. Then he leans his forehead against his, eyes closed, and it falls on him. It lets me inside him with a single movement, smooth and too fast, moaning with pleasure.

" Piano" said Albus alarmed, surprised that he was still rational enough to pant and breath that one word. The very idea of being inside the Scorpius crazy. It is tight and hot. But you do not want to hurt .

Scorpius takes to rock with soft movements and constant dedication and a mischievous smile. "Al, relax. I have set before. Log in very well. "He bends over him for a moment and kisses him, stifling her moans and further protests.

Scorpius moves with confidence, accelerating and reducing the rate in response to reactions that the law on the face. He holds a hand resting on his chest for support, while the other is masturbating with gestures and soft lenses. It is true , think Albus, enter well. So well that the image of other partners - the safest, most talented, most resourceful of him - makes its way into his mind, tightening the chest in a grip of unease and jealousy. The sudden idea that Scorpius had to tie him to take that kind of pleasure from him, humiliates him.

Then she hears a light caress on the lips and look back on Scorpius. Had not noticed that he made a lip between his teeth, strength, and its erection has diminished a little, perhaps another hint that something was not right. "You're good," she whispers, swallowing discomfort and a knot of confused feelings.

" I like, I like to feel you inside me," Scorpius whispered in response, asking a smile and taking to move more quickly. "Al .. Relax. Do not you ... Do not you like? "Blows then uncertain, interspersing the words in gasps.

Albus lower eyelids, concentrating only on the movement of the sidewalls of Scorpius, the burning heat of the hands on her skin, new and heady emotion that is acceptable within him. Surrenders to the sensations, the pleasure to hear loud wailing closer. "Yes, I like, I like to crazy."

**

His office and that of Scorpius are in the same corridor, within a few doors from each other. The fact that they were dorm-mates, friends, inseparable from the first year, they're both gay, and now even working in the same sector of the Ministry, gave Jamas material to make fun of that memory. That the current situation highlights the fact that the beats of his brother were not so far from the truth is a whole different matter.

Take advantage of a lull to go to work to greet his friend and bring the photos that his father sizing has found some trunks full of letters and memories, and that the night before during dinner weekly family left him. It is an image of their two fourth year, was taken in his garden during the summer holidays. Shows them standing side by side, their faces from the lines a little 'bright and smiling children. Scorpius suddenly brings his arm around her shoulders, and he blushes of embarrassment for the unexpected contact, turning her head toward him.

Albus is uncomfortable with the clear eyes full of adoration with which his copy down youth Scorpius, but thinks it's a nice photo and friend would like to see it.

When approaching the office door and starts to knock, he realizes that in reality it is ajar, and heard male voices coming from inside. Do not want to spy, but he is instinctively glance at those to see if it can get anyway. Scorpius is in the company of someone that Albus does not know personally but who knows with him to be released some time ago. He has no idea if they were ever really together, as it ended and why. He never asked for much of the boys with whom Scorpius could see - you are only concerned to strive to hide the jealousy which had impressed him during periods when Scorpius went out without him more often than usual, without saying where and with whom. Nor the other never seemed interested in the fleeting and short stories that had Albus.

See the slender figure and high Scorpius, standing by the window, so close - too close - to another man who has known and touched in ways of which he can only deceive themselves it enjoyed the exclusive, the results in a malaise that suggests a few more reason why he never wanted to know nothing of those who attended Scorpius.

squeezes the picture in his fingers, rubbing and filling it with fingerprints. Maybe he wants to get back together with him. The thought hits him direct and sharp as a needle in my heart, together with an awareness that what unites him and Scorpius is just a game among friends, an ephemeral pleasure. Suddenly you just want to go back to the first two days, then soft bed, the warmth of those kisses, the feel of the hands of Scorpius knotting the ties around his wrists.

should go from there, certainly does not want to see them kissing. Or worse . But his feet appear to be anchored to the floor, his muscles frozen at the moment when a series of confusing and painful realization has taken hold in his mind.

not hear what the two men are saying: just see the closeness of their bodies, and then a big hand and long fingers tighten around the wrist with anger and too thin of Scorpius. A nudge alarm sounds among its intricate thoughts, along with a new instinct, who has never tried before. To protect Scorpius. He starts to enter, while it is being invested by memories of times it has defended the Scorpius, guided, helped, in the course of their friendship, never let him weigh his excessive shyness.

But just then Scorpius leaves one with a shove and expression goes with cold at your desk. The man remains motionless for a moment, then turns to exit.

Albus goes away in a hurry, putting on the first office he meets. A knot of questions unspoken shakes his chest.

**

" Hush, hush ..." The voice is hoarse and panting against his ear, his breath moist. The hands on the opening of its Jeans are hasty and hurried. Extend the greedy fingers of the elastic boxer and a palm slips between the fabric and her skin, pressing directly on his erection. Of very warm lips close around his nipple.

let out a loud groan from the mouth slightly open, it terribly excited.

Scorpius suddenly moves away from him. "I told you to shut up," she whispered almost inaudibly, glancing worried about the purple curtain of the dressing room. "I know that prevention is better ..." He continues, with rising gestures nimble tie - that of Albus is already on the ground, along with the shirt. It makes you spend more time on the lips of Albus, and frozen with surprise and inability to counter the risk of Scorpius without making any noise and it remains still to be discovered, then stop it on its head with a tight knot.

It gives him a quick kiss on the lips covered by cloth, and the next is kneeling on the ground, the erection of the companion in the mouth moist. Albus leans his arms on the wall of the dressing room, and throwing quick look in the mirror at the side threatens to bring him instantly: the image of Scorpius between his legs, his hands tight on his ass, and red lips stretched around his penis and causes him a long, hoarse cry, stifled by badly tie tightly around her face.

It forces you to not push hard into the boiling heat that is the mouth of Scorpius, merely swinging plane, meeting the language that wraps quickly around him and be guided by the fingers deep in his buttocks.

When lowers her eyes, crosses to the other, watching him with that ... adoration and sweet, unexpected in the frenzy of the moment, that he had to slow down their movement and bring a hand to the face of Scorpius. The plan caresses his cheek, hoping that their eyes do not convey all that and may not know express verbally.

Scorpius slips off the mouth of his erection, and continued masturbating with one hand with slow gestures, tilting her head a little rubbing against his palm. "Say you're mine," she murmurs softly. "Say you're mine," he repeats in his mouth before resuming.

Albus stared, and she wants to be his cry, always been to be his, but the stuff keeps him from moving his lips and issue something more than a muttered muffled. Put one hand through his hair and starts to go to Scorpius in him so abruptly and quickly, shortly after coming into her mouth soft and yielding. To make him understand that he is his .

**

The hand that caresses the sudden the inside of the thigh, dangerously close to the groin, as if to choke him with a mouthful of roast and apple butter is swallowing. Coughing furiously, red for the effort and embarrassment, while Scorpius gave him a few pats on the back with a grin on his face and his sister looks at him with dazed expression.

" All right, Albus?" He asks Lily poured a glass of water. "You're weird today. You also arrived late, not like you ... "

not for me to even have sex in a dressing room before going to lunch with my sister , think Albus gasping for breath . Bend your lips into a smile tense and nervous, trying not to think of the hand, stubborn, returned to rest on his leg.

just do not understand what happened in that dressing room. He did not even have time to ask questions to himself and especially to Scorpius. Just out of the shop are dematerialized in a hurry before the building where her sister lives, too late for the traditional Saturday lunch, which Scorpius - a friend of Lily for years - is always invited.

" all right, yeah, sure," mutters between a cough and another. "I told you, we were ... committed. "Blushes furiously, avoiding the eyes of Scorpius. "That's it." Back to attack the roast, hard as marble, and salty. He holds her face bent over the plate, pretending not to notice that the eyes - what more and more puzzled than amused by his sister and Scorpius - are all pointed toward him.

" Okay," says Lily condescending, before asking: "Al, but I never donated to you for Christmas, the tie that Scorpius? Since you can exchange your clothes? "

raises his head to snap around the neck of Scorpius. Lily is right in hurry to get dressed, Scorpius the knotted his tie and wore his. Is still gasping and speechless. "I, uh, we, well ... In the laundry, you know, yes ... "stammers confused.

hear a sigh and then a hand resting on his neck, the same as just before stroking the inside of the thigh, and another on the tie that wraps the neck. Do you feel then pull up to meet the face of Scorpius. Remains motionless for a moment, eyes and mouth wide open static against the lips gently caress. Until ... something melts inside of him, and responds with greed the kiss, meeting with his tongue, scratching with his teeth, moaning loudly. It is overwhelmed by what all involved.

When you detach from each other do not dare look into his eyes, afraid to mutter something stupid and would never say in front of his sister, so, biting the corner of the lips and suppressing a smile, sat down again composed and cut the steak in the dish that has almost untouched.

looked up at the spectator - property in an expression of pure shock - and comments nonchalantly: "Lily, you know that this roast is really disgusting?"

end.