Happy Holidays, besamislabios

[marguerite_26]

Title Teddy’s Couch
Author: marguerite_26
Summary: It was here – late one Saturday night, drunk more on the company than the Firewhiskey – that James had realised he was gay.
Rating: R
Pairing: James/Scorpius, Teddy/James (unrequited)
Warning: none
Word Count: 300 (exactly!)
Author's notes:Written for besamislabios’s request: James/Scorpius -this pic and 300 words. It was a sequel to another fic Teddy/Scorpius/James 208 words - rated R, heartache (also written for besamislabios) I assumed she wouldn’t mind me continuing in that verse. :)
Thank you to snegurochka_lee for the quick beta read. :D


James loved this old couch. He and Teddy had sat on it so many times, laughing, knocking shoulders, and talking shit. It was here – late one Saturday night, drunk more on the company than the Firewhiskey – that James had realised he was gay. He’d looked over and saw Teddy smiling at him, his hazel eyes all crinkled at the edges, and heat had spread through his chest and warmed him until he flushed. He’d realised then that if only Teddy had been interested, James would have stretched out on this couch and let himself be taken, no matter that Teddy was Dad’s godson, no matter that he was seven years older.

After that, he’d thought about it for months, late at night with his hand beneath the covers and Teddy’s name on his lips. But Teddy was as straight as an arrow, and Scorpius was gorgeous and lovely and so very willing.

Now he looked down at Scorpius, his pale cheeks rosy and his eyes wide and nervous. It seemed right that James lose his virginity here, on Teddy’s couch, even if it was Scorpius beneath him and not Teddy on top. He wasn’t settling, not really. Scorpius didn’t come second to anyone, and James truly adored him. But James liked to think of this as a compromise.

And Teddy hadn’t minded. He’d readily agreed when James had asked to use his flat for some privacy for his and Scorpius’s first time. Teddy had looked away, had cleared his throat before agreeing. But James had expected worse, maybe a bit of a lecture about being too young.

Now, as James reached for Scorpius, with the fabric of Teddy’s couch soft at his bare knees, James was grateful that a little bit of Teddy was there for him at this moment.

Comments

[secretsolitaire.livejournal.com]

Oh, what a heartbreaking little pair of ficlets.

[marguerite-26.livejournal.com]

Thank you! hee! I think. :)