Stolen Moments

Disclaimer: Hello...adult fanfiction? Enough said.

Disclaimer: Book 7 SPOILERS of sorts.

A/N: This is based off of two characters that are introduced in Book 7. If you haven't read Book 7, you might not want to read this story. There ain't much with wand, the main reason it is under Harry Potter is because it comes from JKR's book...which I own not. None of the charries are mine...just the story.

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The note said to come up to the Astronomy Tower.

Now that he was there, Scorpius didn’t really understand why he had bothered to even come. It wasn’t often that he would dare do something that someone pretty much commanded him to do, but the note intrigued him in the fact that it gave a place and time and then nothing else. And…well, even though he wasn’t in the proper house, he felt surges of curiosity thrive in his brain and he knew that the only way to get rid of those urges was to come up here and see what this mysterious person wanted from him. Climbing the last flight of stairs, he pushed open the ceiling door and climbed upwards, dusting himself off as he stood up, his silverish eyes scanning the area as the floor door slammed to a shut, causing him to jump. The room was empty, so perhaps this was just a trick to get him to look like a fool. Bending down, he reached for the door handle but was stopped as he thought he saw some movement from the corner of his eyes, a chair materializing out of no where, and he knew that someone was there after all. This was more like it.

Settling down into the chair, he had to grip it as it moved away from the door and over to one of the many windows, his pale face draining of even more color as the window shot open, though the chair slowed to a halt just before it, his breath escaping from him quickly, causing his companion to laugh loudly, revealing who they were, the young Malfoy’s eyes shooting wide open. There, just standing off to the side was the one boy that seemed to be the bane of his existence, the one boy that he claimed to hate more than anything in the world, and probably the sexiest boy that he had ever seen in his entire life. That shaggy brown/black hair was everywhere and looked so soft and silky, those green eyes drew him in, and that smile…well he could understand why his father had warned him about that smile. It drew him in and made his knees go weak. The boy’s pajamas hung loosely off of his body (after all, he had inherited his father’s small physique), and even though he looked so frail, there was this presence about him that was worth of a Malfoy’s attention.

Albus Severus Potter stood there so tempting, and Scorpius Malfoy was captivated.

“What’s the meaning of this Potter,” Scorpius said slowly, his father’s drawl apparent, that hatred outshining his lust (because he had been told to never fall for a Potter), wondering if the boy could see through how fake he was being. In return though, all he got was a slight smile, the smaller boy looking away from him and back outside. Mumbling under his breath, Scorpius rolled his eyes at the boy, shaking his head in disappointment. “This ain’t worth my time,” he muttered, standing from the chair, intent on leaving…or he would have done so…if he hadn’t found himself stuck to the chair. “What the fuck?” he exclaimed loudly, jerking at his body, but it was worthless, he was stuck and those silver eyes shot back up at the other boy, who had looked back at him, his green eyes shining brightly, a small smirk appearing on his face. “Are you just realizing it Scorpius? You are trapped up here until I decide to let you go. Uncle George gave me this awesome glue that you just happen to be sitting in…can only be released by me…if I desire to let you go…”

Biting on his lip, he walked over to the boy, placing a hand on his chest, his fingers stroking the boy through his thin shirt, though instead of continuing, he pushed him back, causing the chair to fall to the floor, Malfoy and all. Scorpius cried out softly as his head knocked against the wooden floor, reaching up and rubbing at it, though his mind was taken off of the pain as the smaller Slytherin straddled him, sitting down on his stomach, his warm body making Scorpius moan softly, his eyes shooting open wide afterwards. That hadn’t been expected, and he didn’t know that this boy would make him elicit such a thing. Blushing brightly, he looked away from the boy, but Albus reached out and grabbed his chin, pulling on it lightly so that the Malfoy boy was looking up at him, before leaning down and pressing his lips to the shocked boy’s, that warm mouth against his own making him moan once again, his arms wrapping about the small boy on instinct. So this was what it was like to kiss someone seeing that Scorpius had never felt inclined to kiss any girls.

Maybe he had been waiting for this boy this entire time.

Sighing under his breath, he gasped softly as Potter nibbled on his lips, giving the smaller Slytherin that chance to invade his mouth, kissing him passionately, that tongue brushing over everything in his mouth, pretty much raping him with that tongue, causing him to gag slightly as he felt that velvet tongue move in deeper. If he didn’t know better, Potter was trying to swallow him whole, and that…was a turn on. But it was over as suddenly as it began and the shaking boy on top of him blushed brightly, stammering as he pulled himself off of Scorpius. “I am sorry…I didn’t mean to…its just that you looked so hot and I couldn’t help myself…” But all those thoughts were lost on the taller boy, because all he could do was just stare at him, his eyes taking in everything about Albus, his tongue tracing over his lips…he could still taste the boy on him and it made him growl softly. He wanted more, he wanted to taste this boy again, and he didn’t want Albus to think that he had done something wrong because…well some part of Scorpius wanted this.

“Let me up,” he said shortly, in a tone that implied he was either going to kill this boy, or walk away, but Albus complied, keeping his back to the boy. “I won’t blame you for leaving,” he said simply, not wanting to look him in the face, unable to look him in the eyes. He felt ashamed for his rash action and he had this feeling that the Malfoy boy would never forgive him for taking something that wasn’t his to take. “That was my first kiss,” he murmured softly, brushing his fingers over his swollen lips, a lone tear sliding down his face, listening to see if the boy was leaving or coming over there to beat his ass. Why was he getting so emotional over this? Granted, he was allowing Scorpius to leave without telling him why he had asked the boy to come up here to begin with, but that was just something that he was going to have to accept, because he couldn’t tell him now…not after what he had just did, and that probably hurt him the most. “Goodnight Scorpius,” he muttered under his breath, leaning his head against the wall.

“Who said I was leaving?”

The voice made him jerk back and he turned around to look at the boy standing there, a small smile appearing on his face as he walked a little closer to him, more like stumbled, green eyes looking up to catch those silver ones for a moment, flickering over his face…looking for something…anything. “Why did you bring me up here?” Scorpius asked, though he had a feeling now that it was connected to that mind blowing kiss that he just received, and the blushing face of the smaller boy made him feel like his assumption was the truth. Dragging a hand through his white blonde hair, he stood there, slightly awkward in that moment, though he stepped forward slightly, his arms reaching for the smaller boy, grinning as his arms wrapped about him, pulling him close to his body. “Scorpius, I…” Albus made out, though he couldn’t finish, burying his face in the boy’s chest, his shoulders shaking, but he wasn’t crying…instead, he was anticipating something, he wanted more. And it didn’t look like the Malfoy heir was going to be stopping him any time soon.

Grabbing the boy’s top, he pulled the boy down, lifting his head enough to press his lips to Scorpius’ once more, this time there was a sense of urgency to it all, kissing him hungrily, bruising their mouths on contact, his tongue pressing everywhere, wanting to taste this boy, and Scorpius was no different, his own tongue battling Albus’, his hands pulling up the boy’s shirt, breaking their hot kiss to pull the clothing over the boy’s head, tossing it to the ground. Instead of returning his mouth to the boy’s he kissed Albus’ throat and neck, sucking harshly on the skin, giving him the biggest hickey that one would ever see, his eyes darting up to those green orbs, enjoying the look of satisfaction that was on Potter’s face. His fingers drug themselves over the boy’s body, feeling every inch, enjoying how soft it was, his mouth finishing up one bruise, starting on another, not even realizing that Albus was tugging down on his pajama bottoms until he felt the cold air hit his bare ass, moaning softly as he felt fingers touch the skin delicately.

“I am shocked Potter…you are very assertive.”

Grinning at him, Albus’ shook his head slightly, pulling away from the boy and undressing himself the rest of the way, exposing his arousal to the boy, a slim hand wrapping about his cock and stroking it fondly a few times, a look of pure bliss crossing his features before he looked back at the Malfoy boy. “You have now idea Scorpius…but tonight, I am going to be insertive,” he added with a wink, causing Scorpius to blush at the implication that the boy was making. Grabbing his hand, Albus dragged the boy over to where he had a small makeshift bed for them, and Scorpius couldn’t help but smile slightly at how hard the boy had prepared for this night, though that implication meant that they were going to do something that Draco had told his son to never do, and yet, he felt that thrill of…well, something, surge in his veins as thoughts of wild sex crossed his mind. Sure, he may have never found anyone of interest to fool around with, but he knew how to fuck someone, and he knew how good it made people feel…and he was going to make this boy feel for certain.

But he had another think coming apparently, blinking slightly as Albus pushed him down onto the bed, rolling him onto his stomach. “Hands and knees,” the Potter boy said firmly, and Scorpius couldn’t help but turn a bright red. Did that mean what he thought he did? His hesitation apparently startled Albus, and soon he felt those hands pulling on him, pushing him into the appropriate position, and before he could say anything, he felt something cool pump into his ass, followed by a finger or two spreading it around and pushing it further inside of him. The moan was out of his mouth before he could even stop himself and he hand to grip the sheets underneath him to keep his body from collapsing, Albus apparently feeling what he was, those coos coming from him made his dick twitch helplessly, those lips on the small of his back sending shooting pains up his spine, making him want to take control of the smaller boy, but instead, he was the one at Albus’ mercy, and as he felt the boy drawing up behind him, he knew that he was beat.

Albus gritted his teeth as he rubbed some of the cooling gel on his dick (thankful that James had told him previously about prepping someone properly…though James was kind of referring to girls) and he pressed the tip of his dick to the boy’s puckered entrance, breathing out slowly before pushing in swiftly, knowing that it would cause some pain, wanting to get that over with. His moans mingled in with Scorpius’ screams, and he felt the boy push him back, trying to get him out of his ass, but Albus gripped the boy’s hips tightly and refused to move, except to pull his dick out and thrust back into him. Grunting softly, he did it for a third time, releasing the boy’s hips as he felt Scorpius stop struggling, those groans coming out of the blonde’s mouth were a little less pained, and Albus wanted them to become full of pleasure. His hand trailed to the boy’s cock and he grabbed it, stroking lightly and slowly, matching his strokes to his thrusts, kissing the boy’s back in the process, causing Scorpius to moan softly, the boy’s cock steadily growing hard in his hand.

Scorpius was in hell and heaven, the pain searing his backside, though the boy’s hand jerking him off made him feel so good. He had never allowed anyone to touch him there (though he masturbated quite frequently himself) and he had to admit, even though it was foreign, it felt rather nice, the boy’s skillful hand stroking him fondly, playing with the wet tip once and a while. It almost made him forget that he was being fucked in the ass, Potter making sure to pay him attention all over. Albus grunted softly, causing his actions to speed up, knowing that he wouldn’t last long his first time…after all, it was his first and James said…well, he knew what James had told him, and he could feel it happening, his body speeding up, his temperature rising, and soon he didn’t realize what he was doing, his body pushing and pulling on its own, his moans following out of his mouth one after another, and soon he felt something surge through him, crying loudly as the white cum shot out of him and into the boy’s ass, feeling some splurtage onto him in the process, the sound of his body smacking against the boy’s ass was as clear as day now.

But he wasn’t finished with Malfoy yet.

Pulling his slick dick out of the boy, he pushed the boy’s legs apart and laid down onto the bed, sliding in between the boy’s shaking legs, wrapping his arms about the boy’s waist, and pulling his quivering cock down to him, his mouth opening and welcoming the throbbing muscle into it. Setting to work, Albus socked on the boy harshly, his tongue twirling about, his teeth grating over the sensitive skin, his hands stroking everywhere that he could, and he could feel the other Slytherin violently shaking on top if him. Scorpius could hardly believe what the boy was doing, and he could feel his hips start the thrust into the boy’s mouth on there own, not feeling any restraint, his mouth flopping open, loud moans falling from it. Albus smiled about the boy’s dick, humming softly to himself, causing Scorpius to jerk, the vibrations felt so good and he knew that he was close, that orgasm was shaking his body and he wasn’t going to be able to keep himself up for too much longer. Groaning, he thrusted into the boy’s mouth, making the boy deep throat him.

Albus was amused at the boy’s assertiveness at this point and when he was forced to deep throat the boy’s dick, he choked slightly, but sucked as hard as he could, being rewarded with a mouth full of salty cum, swallowing it back because he couldn’t do anything else with it, but it tasted good surprisingly. He continued to suck the boy dry, releasing the boy’s now flaccid cock with a slight pop as he pulled back, looking up at Scorpius with a small smile, Scorpius returning it before collapsing onto the boy, cradling the small Potter to his sweaty body, murmuring softly as he just laid there, rocking slightly. “What are you doing Scorpius?” Albus whispered, not that he minded, it felt good…extremely good. “I just wanna lay here for a while,” the whisper was heard and Albus nodded his head, resting against Malfoy, his fingers lazily moving over the boy’s body, the boy’s breathing slowed as he just felt himself drift, staying in the boy’s arms, feeling content and loved. Seeing that Scorpius was asleep, he leaned up, pressing his lips to the boy’s, before laying back down.

“I love you,” he said softly before settling down for some sleep.