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marguerite_26So... I've posted three fics in less than 24 hrs, what's up with that? o.O This time, none of that PG crap from yesterday though. You get dirty smut today!
Title The Bet
Author:marguerite_26
Summary: This is how Scorpius lost.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Scorpius
Warning: bondage, age disparity (Scorpius is an adult)
Word Count: 288 (oof! so hard to manage with this one!)
Author's notes: Forsnarkyscorp, who requested: Harry/Scorpius - challenge 288 words.
Thank you tovaysh11 for the fabulous advice.
Harry was cheating; Scorpius was sure of it. Suspended from the bedroom ceiling, he tugged at the rope wound around his wrists. A frisson of pain slid down his forearm and morphed into a heat that settled in his groin. He tried to find some balance on his tiptoes to relieve the ache in his shoulders. But Harry was a cruel, cruel bastard who knew exactly how long to make the rope.
Scorpius stared at the clock. Had it only been three minutes? That seemed impossible. The bet had been simple enough and he had rolled his eyes at Harry’s lack of confidence in Scorpius’s control. A flicker of doubt crossed his mind now because he was already aching. As promised, Harry hadn’t laid a finger on him. He’d pulled up a chair and watched as Scorpius hung naked, his eyes on Scorpius’s fattening cock. Four minutes now, six to go.
Scorpius looked down at the purple head of his cock, willing it to soften, to hold off just a little longer. As if in reply, a drip of pre-come fell to the floor. Scorpius groaned in frustration, throwing his head back and letting all his weight hang on his wrist.
The pop of a button and slow clink of a lowering zipper caught his attention and Scorpius straightened as best he could. Harry sat, legs wide, his cock poking out from his open trousers. Harry circled the tip with his thumb, spreading the pre-come. He raised his hand to his mouth. His eyes never leaving Scorpius, he licked his thumb, tongue wet and glistening.
Without warning, Scorpius’s orgasm ripped from him. His release pulsed from his twitching cock, splattering to the floor next to Harry’s bare feet.
Title The Bet
Author:
marguerite_26Summary: This is how Scorpius lost.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Scorpius
Warning: bondage, age disparity (Scorpius is an adult)
Word Count: 288 (oof! so hard to manage with this one!)
Author's notes: For
snarkyscorp, who requested: Harry/Scorpius - challenge 288 words.Thank you to
vaysh11 for the fabulous advice.Harry was cheating; Scorpius was sure of it. Suspended from the bedroom ceiling, he tugged at the rope wound around his wrists. A frisson of pain slid down his forearm and morphed into a heat that settled in his groin. He tried to find some balance on his tiptoes to relieve the ache in his shoulders. But Harry was a cruel, cruel bastard who knew exactly how long to make the rope.
Scorpius stared at the clock. Had it only been three minutes? That seemed impossible. The bet had been simple enough and he had rolled his eyes at Harry’s lack of confidence in Scorpius’s control. A flicker of doubt crossed his mind now because he was already aching. As promised, Harry hadn’t laid a finger on him. He’d pulled up a chair and watched as Scorpius hung naked, his eyes on Scorpius’s fattening cock. Four minutes now, six to go.
Scorpius looked down at the purple head of his cock, willing it to soften, to hold off just a little longer. As if in reply, a drip of pre-come fell to the floor. Scorpius groaned in frustration, throwing his head back and letting all his weight hang on his wrist.
The pop of a button and slow clink of a lowering zipper caught his attention and Scorpius straightened as best he could. Harry sat, legs wide, his cock poking out from his open trousers. Harry circled the tip with his thumb, spreading the pre-come. He raised his hand to his mouth. His eyes never leaving Scorpius, he licked his thumb, tongue wet and glistening.
Without warning, Scorpius’s orgasm ripped from him. His release pulsed from his twitching cock, splattering to the floor next to Harry’s bare feet.
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Date: 2010-12-03 03:57 pm (UTC)