Fic: Anything
Title: Anything
Summary: Albus will do whatever it takes to protect Scorpius.
Word Count: 3219
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Non-Magic AU
Warnings: Mentions of abuse, background character death.
Prompts: Person: Remus Lupin; Place: A Zoo; Object one: Leash/Collar; Object two: Saddle; Food: Animal Crackers; Emotion: Predatory; Quote: Samuel Butler
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
AN: *hides behind big rock* I am extremely nervous about this. I honestly have no idea where it came from, since I started out wanting it to be a light piece of porn. *bites nails* It's just a tiny bit dark. Apologies in advance. Please don't flame me. (Before you hit the back button, know that both boys are alive and very much in love.)
Albus killed the headlights on his car as he turned onto the dark street where Malfoy Manor was located. It was a bloody rich neighborhood, and he prayed to anyone who would listen that none of the uppity-arse people who lived there would look out their window and call the cops.
Malfoy Manor was located at the very end of the street, with a high stone wall surrounding the property and a huge iron gate across the drive. There were trees scattered everywhere along the grounds so that it was difficult to see the huge house.
It's a fucking prison, Albus thought bitterly, pulling up to the curb on the opposite side of the street and putting the car in park. He left the engine running, knowing that they might need to make a quick getaway.
Albus reached for the Coke and the box of animal crackers he'd picked up at the convenience store a few blocks from his own home. He didn't know how long it would take Scorpius to get a chance to make a break for it and he'd rather not starve before then.
Fortunately, it wasn't long before Albus caught sight of a shadow moving near the gate, and quickly stuffed the last hippopotamus into his mouth. The shadow paused and then darted across the street toward Albus's car.
The interior light came on when Scorpius opened the door and jumped in, and Albus caught sight of a nasty bruise forming on the boy's jaw just before he shut the door and the light went out.
Quickly swallowing the hippopotamus, Albus reached up and switched on the interior light. Scorpius winced, obviously having hoped that the bruise had been missed. Albus reached out and lightly ran his fingers over it, trying to control the rage that building dangerously.
"What the fuck?" he asked tightly.
"It's nothing, alright?" Scorpius said brushing Albus's hand away and reaching up to turn off the light. "Let's just go before he realizes I'm gone."
"What happened?" Albus asked, ignoring the plea.
Scorpius sighed. "He pissed me off, and I figured since I wasn't coming back I could go ahead and tell him off. So I did, and he hit me with that fucking cane."
"Fucking bastard!" Albus hissed, both hands curling into fists.
"Yes, and that's why we're doing this, remember?" Scorpius said calmly.
Albus took a deep breath, trying to control his temper; his hands were shaking with the effort. "I know, it's just…it makes me so fucking angry the way he treats you!"
"Al," Scorpius said, sadness creeping just slightly into his voice, "you and I both know that things would be different if my parents were still alive-but they're not; they've been dead for a year and my grandfather deserves to rot, so let's get the fuck out of here."
"Right," Albus said softly, anger fading into a deep, burning hatred for the man who treated Scorpius like he was no better than a bug beneath his shoe.
Putting the car in drive, Albus turned it around and headed back out of the street. Once they had reached the end he turned the headlights back on and turned right.
"Thank you for doing this," Scorpius suddenly said.
Albus glanced at him incredulously. "Are you that barmy that you would think I'd leave you with him? I love you, Scorpius. You have no idea how relieved I was when you told me you'd finally had enough."
A faint smile flickered across Scorpius's face. "I know, I just…,"
Albus didn't need to hear the rest to understand what Scorpius meant. He reached out with one hand and gripped Scorpius's, twining their fingers together. He kept his other hand on the wheel as they drove, down one street and then another, until they were almost to their destination.
"Where are we going anyway?" Scorpius asked, breaking the silence that had fallen twenty minutes earlier.
Albus couldn't help but grin. "Somewhere Teddy told me about."
Scorpius raised an eyebrow. "Should I be worried? Your godbrother's a bit…well, mental, really."
Albus shook his head. "Nah, I've already checked it out. It's fine, and there's no way your grandfather would think to look for you there."
"So where is it?" Scorpius asked again, still sounding wary.
"You'll see," Albus said cryptically.
Scorpius narrowed his eyes but didn't ask again. Five minutes later they were pulling into a deserted parking lot, grass growing high between cracks in the pavement.
"The old zoo?" Scorpius asked in surprise.
Albus nodded. "There's a shack just behind the main fence; it's easy to get to. It's a bit run down, and there's only two rooms plus a loo, but it's the best we can do for now."
Scorpius took a deep breath and reached for the door handle. "It's got to be better than being beat and starved just for existing. Let's see it, then."
Albus opened his door and stepped out of the car, taking a moment to stretch after having been in it for a good hour and a half. "There's a hole in the fence right over there. The shack is a couple hundred feet beyond that."
Scorpius followed him to the rotting wooden fence, and Albus pulled a couple more boards away to make it easier to enter. Scorpius stared at the shack as they approached it, but his expression wasn't one of disgust or dismay.
Albus reached for the rusted knob on the front door and pushed it open, bending down to pick up the two flashlights he had brought earlier with the other supplies.
"There's no electricity," he said apologetically, handing one of the flashlights to Scorpius. "No running water, either, so I brought you several gallons from the store."
Albus turned his flashlight on and shone the beam around the small room. They were in the kitchen-there was an old refrigerator in the corner, one of the counters had collapsed, several cabinet doors were missing, and the sink was almost rusted through.
Albus pointed to the stove across the room. "It's gas, and it works. We can get you some cooking stuff so that you won't starve."
Scorpius nodded and turned on his own flashlight, moving toward the other room. "How did Teddy know about this place?"
"He says his father's boyfriend used to stay here after he ran away from his family-your family, actually, because I'm pretty sure he came from the same line of Blacks. Nobody's stayed here since the two of them."
Scorpius paused and looked back at Albus incredulously. "Teddy's father had a boyfriend?"
Albus grinned. "Yup. Remus Lupin was a right bender."
Scorpius shook his head. "Then how does Teddy even exist?"
"Well, you remember I told you about Sirius?" Albus asked.
Scorpius nodded, and then understanding dawned. "Sirius was-,"
"Remus's boyfriend, exactly," Albus finished. "After Sirius went and fell out a window Teddy's parents got drunk together-his mum was Sirius's cousin, and they were apparently pretty close-and ended up fucking. Teddy was the result."
Scorpius blinked. "And how does Teddy know this? His parents were killed by that drunk driver right after he was born."
"He found a bunch of letters to him from Remus, explaining everything," Albus said, stepping past Scorpius into the other room. "He wrote them while Teddy's mum was pregnant."
"Christ," Scorpius said. "No wonder Teddy's so fucked up."
Albus shrugged. "Yeah, it explains a lot." He aimed the flashlight beam around the room, taking in the old, bare mattress on the floor and several broken bottles of beer. The light fell on something unexpected, and he burst out laughing. "And they were kinky bastards, apparently."
Scorpius looked over at where Albus was shining the light and gaped. "Is that…a saddle?"
"With a collar and leash set on top," Albus confirmed, walking over to the saddle and picking up the leather collar. The matching leash dangled from it, brushing across the dusty floor. "There's words carved on the inside-All of the animals except for man know that the principle business of life is to enjoy it."
Albus grinned wickedly and shot Scorpius a heated look before stepping over the saddle and dropping down on top of it, his knees on the floor on either side. "Do I look sexy?"
Scorpius raised an eyebrow in amusement. "You look odd."
Albus bit his lip and then reached up and slipped the collar around his neck, watching Scorpius's eyes go wide in the dim light as he buckled it. "What about now?"
Scorpius's tongue darted out and traced along his lips, his expression turning predatory. "Now-you look like mine."
Albus's breath hitched. "I am yours."
Scorpius stepped closer and slowly reached down for the leash, his eyes never leaving Albus's. "I know."
Albus shivered in anticipation, his cock growing hard as Scorpius wrapped the end of the leash around his hand. "Prove it."
Scorpius grinned, slow and feral, and tugged sharply on the leash. Albus quickly slid off the saddle so as not to fall on his face, landing on his knees directly in front of his boyfriend. Scorpius wrapped another loop of leather around his hand and pulled Albus forward.
"Suck me," Scorpius ordered. "And make it good."
Albus moaned and immediately reached for the fly on Scorpius's jeans. "Oh fuck yes."
He pulled Scorpius's jeans down far enough to free his erection, and Albus made a sound of appreciation as he stroked the hard flesh. He flicked his tongue out and licked the tip, swirling it around the head and then running it along the bottom.
"Stop teasing," Scorpius said, sounding slightly breathless.
Albus grinned and placed his lips against the tip of Scorpius's cock, kissing it firmly before parting his lips and swallowing it down. Scorpius groaned loudly, and Albus felt the hand not wrapped in leather bury itself in his hair.
He started to pull back, but the hand in his hair tightened and he felt a tug on the collar as Scorpius gathered more leather into his hand. Albus whimpered in pleasure and opened his throat, allowing Scorpius to set the pace.
Scorpius made shallow thrusts into Albus's mouth, gasping and pulling roughly on Albus's hair. "Fucking sexy. I love seeing you on your knees, me fucking your mouth."
Albus whined and reached for his own fly, pulling his aching cock out and giving it a few hard strokes. Fuck, he was close.
"Don't you-don't you dare come before me," Scorpius moaned, thrusting deeper and harder.
Albus groaned and then choked slightly before adjusting to the new pace, wrapping his fingers firmly around the base of his cock.
"So close," Scorpius whimpered, and Albus could taste the leaking pre-come.
He swallowed around Scorpius's cock, sucking lightly, and with a loud cry Scorpius came. Albus worked to swallow it all, but some of it still spilled out and onto the floor.
"God," Scorpius breathed, pulling out and releasing Albus's hair.
He dropped to the floor in front of Albus, loosening his grip on the leash as he leaned forward and crashed their mouths together. Albus whimpered and Scorpius took the hint, reaching down and pulling Albus's hand away from his cock.
It only took a few short strokes before Albus was coming, crying out his orgasm into Scorpius's mouth. His cock continued to pulse when Scorpius released him and buried his head in Albus's shoulder.
"You always know exactly what I need," Scorpius said softly.
Albus wrapped his arms tightly around Scorpius's waist, closing his eyes and resting his head against the other boy's. "I'd do anything for you, Scorpius."
"I know-," Scorpius started, and then hesitated slightly. "I know I don't tell you I love you as much as I should, but I really do."
"I know you do," Albus said confidently. "That's why I'm not bothered that you don't say it as much as me."
"I hate him," Scorpius said softly, voice choked. "I hate him so much, and I wish Mum and Dad were still alive. I want them back, Al."
Albus only tightened his grip, slowly running one hand up and down Scorpius's back. They were both silent, and only when Scorpius stopped trembling did Albus release him.
"Alright?" he asked heavily, knowing that the answer was really no.
Scorpius nodded and wiped quickly at his eyes. "I'm fine. You should get home before your parents find out you're not there."
Albus frowned. "I don't want to leave you."
Scorpius gave him a watery smile. "I'm fine, but I won't be if you get caught and grounded. I need you to be able to come back."
"I would come back anyway," Albus said firmly.
"I know," Scorpius said. "Now go on."
Albus sighed. "Fine. But call me if you need anything. I'll be back tomorrow."
Scorpius nodded and Albus reached up to remove the collar. He grinned and handed it to Scorpius before redoing his fly and standing. "Are you sure you'll be ok?"
"Yes," Scorpius said, rolling his eyes and pulling up his jeans as he stood.
Albus sighed. "Alright, I'm going."
He gave Scorpius one more kiss before leaving the shack and heading for his car. The clock on the dash read two-thirty in the morning, and he prayed that his parents were still asleep. It wouldn't be pretty if they tried to keep him from checking on Scorpius.
Albus knew something was wrong as soon as he turned onto his street. Every light on the lower floor was on, including the front light, and as he got closer he saw why.
"Fuck," he cursed, and then sighed heavily.
There was about to be a huge confrontation.
Albus pulled into the drive, parking next to the fancy rich-person car. He turned the engine off and reached under his front seat, pulling out the loaded pistol he kept hidden there. He jumped out of the car, stuffing the gun into the front of his jeans and covering it with his t-shirt before hurrying into the house.
"Albus!" his dad cried as soon as he entered the living room. "Where the hell have you been? Lucius says that Scorpius is missing."
Albus raised his chin and glared at Scorpius's grandfather. "He's not missing; he's safe."
Lucius's eyes hardened but his expression remained passive. "I'm not sure what you mean."
"Al, do you know where Scorpius is?" his mum asked calmly.
"Yes, I do," Albus answered. "I also know that he has a bruise on his jaw roughly the size of the end of that cane." He gestured toward the black and silver cane Lucius was holding.
"How unfortunate," Lucius said with a sneer. "Now tell me where my grandson is so that I may retrieve him."
"Was Scorpius hurt?" Ginny asked sounding worried.
"Yeah, by this fucker right here," Albus snapped. "And I'll be damned if I ever tell him where Scorpius is."
"Al!" Harry said in shock. "That's a very serious accusation."
"Also a very untrue one," Lucius said dangerously. "I would watch my words if I were you."
Harry and Ginny both frowned, and Albus felt a surge of triumph.
"It's extremely true, actually," Albus said. "Why don't you tell them exactly how you treat Scorpius? How, ever since his parents died, you've hit him, and cursed at him, and told him that it was his fault that his mum and dad were dead."
"I most certainly have not-," Lucius began, his expression contorting into one of rage.
"The hell you haven't!" Albus yelled at him. "There have been days where he didn't come to school because he was so bruised up. He's lost a good twenty pounds because you've been locking him in his room with only one meal a day. Just tonight you hit him with that cane, and he's got a god-awful bruise because of it. You could have killed him!"
"How dare you-," Lucius cried, finally losing his temper and raising his hand.
Albus made to move for his gun but before he could even get near it his father was there, hand hard around Lucius's wrist.
"You don't want to do that," Harry said dangerously, and Albus felt himself shiver; he'd never heard his dad speak in that tone. "Draco and Astoria were our friends. I know they never would have allowed you to do those things to their son, and I'll be damned if you do it to mine."
"You-," Lucius sputtered, struggling against Harry's grip.
Ginny stalked to the front door and flung it open. "Get the hell out of my house."
Lucius finally snatched his arm away from Harry and straightened his clothes, eyes wild and nostrils flaring. "You haven't seen the last of me. Scorpius will come home, and you will never be allowed to see him again."
Lucius stalked out of the house, and Ginny slammed the door behind him.
"Dad-," Albus began, but Harry shook his head.
"I'm surprised at you Al," he said. "I had no idea he was doing those things to Scorpius. Why didn't you tell us?"
"I wanted to, but Scorpius made me promise not to," Albus said cautiously; there was no way his dad was angry at him about it, was there?
Harry sighed. "Sometimes promises are meant to be broken. But I'm proud of you for protecting Scorpius and finally standing up to Lucius."
Albus relaxed. "Thanks, Dad."
"Go get Scorpius," Ginny said, coming up to them. "He can stay here."
"Really?" Albus asked hopefully.
"We'll keep him safe," Harry said. "Go on, I'm sure he's not anywhere actually livable."
Albus let out a breathless laugh and hugged both of his parents before tearing out the front door, letting it swing shut behind him. He froze on the lawn, narrowing his eyes when he saw that Lucius had just climbed into his car.
Albus glanced over his shoulder to make sure that his parents weren't watching and then pulled out the gun. He stalked over to the expensive vehicle and knocked on the driver's window. Lucius scowled at him but let the window down.
"What do you want, you little-,"
Albus crossed his arms on the top of the door, letting the gun point casually at Lucius's heart. The old man's eyes glinted with surprised fear.
"I want you to swear to me that you're going to leave Scorpius alone," Albus said very clearly. "I don't want you to ever contact him again."
Lucius sneered, and his voice was full of contempt. "And if I don't do as you say? Are you going to shoot me?"
Albus released the safety and cocked the hammer. "Yes."
Lucius stared at him, and Albus stared back unwaveringly. Finally Lucius turned away and gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white.
"Remove yourself and your firearm from my vehicle," Lucius said coldly, a hint of fear in his voice.
Albus stepped back, knowing that Lucius had understood exactly how serious he had been. He watched as Lucius pulled out of the drive, keeping his back to the house as he pushed the hammer back up and reactivated the safety.
Albus walked to his car and climbed in, slipping the pistol back under the seat and starting the engine. Nobody would ever again hurt his Scorpius.
Summary: Albus will do whatever it takes to protect Scorpius.
Word Count: 3219
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Non-Magic AU
Warnings: Mentions of abuse, background character death.
Prompts: Person: Remus Lupin; Place: A Zoo; Object one: Leash/Collar; Object two: Saddle; Food: Animal Crackers; Emotion: Predatory; Quote: Samuel Butler
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
AN: *hides behind big rock* I am extremely nervous about this. I honestly have no idea where it came from, since I started out wanting it to be a light piece of porn. *bites nails* It's just a tiny bit dark. Apologies in advance. Please don't flame me. (Before you hit the back button, know that both boys are alive and very much in love.)
Albus killed the headlights on his car as he turned onto the dark street where Malfoy Manor was located. It was a bloody rich neighborhood, and he prayed to anyone who would listen that none of the uppity-arse people who lived there would look out their window and call the cops.
Malfoy Manor was located at the very end of the street, with a high stone wall surrounding the property and a huge iron gate across the drive. There were trees scattered everywhere along the grounds so that it was difficult to see the huge house.
It's a fucking prison, Albus thought bitterly, pulling up to the curb on the opposite side of the street and putting the car in park. He left the engine running, knowing that they might need to make a quick getaway.
Albus reached for the Coke and the box of animal crackers he'd picked up at the convenience store a few blocks from his own home. He didn't know how long it would take Scorpius to get a chance to make a break for it and he'd rather not starve before then.
Fortunately, it wasn't long before Albus caught sight of a shadow moving near the gate, and quickly stuffed the last hippopotamus into his mouth. The shadow paused and then darted across the street toward Albus's car.
The interior light came on when Scorpius opened the door and jumped in, and Albus caught sight of a nasty bruise forming on the boy's jaw just before he shut the door and the light went out.
Quickly swallowing the hippopotamus, Albus reached up and switched on the interior light. Scorpius winced, obviously having hoped that the bruise had been missed. Albus reached out and lightly ran his fingers over it, trying to control the rage that building dangerously.
"What the fuck?" he asked tightly.
"It's nothing, alright?" Scorpius said brushing Albus's hand away and reaching up to turn off the light. "Let's just go before he realizes I'm gone."
"What happened?" Albus asked, ignoring the plea.
Scorpius sighed. "He pissed me off, and I figured since I wasn't coming back I could go ahead and tell him off. So I did, and he hit me with that fucking cane."
"Fucking bastard!" Albus hissed, both hands curling into fists.
"Yes, and that's why we're doing this, remember?" Scorpius said calmly.
Albus took a deep breath, trying to control his temper; his hands were shaking with the effort. "I know, it's just…it makes me so fucking angry the way he treats you!"
"Al," Scorpius said, sadness creeping just slightly into his voice, "you and I both know that things would be different if my parents were still alive-but they're not; they've been dead for a year and my grandfather deserves to rot, so let's get the fuck out of here."
"Right," Albus said softly, anger fading into a deep, burning hatred for the man who treated Scorpius like he was no better than a bug beneath his shoe.
Putting the car in drive, Albus turned it around and headed back out of the street. Once they had reached the end he turned the headlights back on and turned right.
"Thank you for doing this," Scorpius suddenly said.
Albus glanced at him incredulously. "Are you that barmy that you would think I'd leave you with him? I love you, Scorpius. You have no idea how relieved I was when you told me you'd finally had enough."
A faint smile flickered across Scorpius's face. "I know, I just…,"
Albus didn't need to hear the rest to understand what Scorpius meant. He reached out with one hand and gripped Scorpius's, twining their fingers together. He kept his other hand on the wheel as they drove, down one street and then another, until they were almost to their destination.
"Where are we going anyway?" Scorpius asked, breaking the silence that had fallen twenty minutes earlier.
Albus couldn't help but grin. "Somewhere Teddy told me about."
Scorpius raised an eyebrow. "Should I be worried? Your godbrother's a bit…well, mental, really."
Albus shook his head. "Nah, I've already checked it out. It's fine, and there's no way your grandfather would think to look for you there."
"So where is it?" Scorpius asked again, still sounding wary.
"You'll see," Albus said cryptically.
Scorpius narrowed his eyes but didn't ask again. Five minutes later they were pulling into a deserted parking lot, grass growing high between cracks in the pavement.
"The old zoo?" Scorpius asked in surprise.
Albus nodded. "There's a shack just behind the main fence; it's easy to get to. It's a bit run down, and there's only two rooms plus a loo, but it's the best we can do for now."
Scorpius took a deep breath and reached for the door handle. "It's got to be better than being beat and starved just for existing. Let's see it, then."
Albus opened his door and stepped out of the car, taking a moment to stretch after having been in it for a good hour and a half. "There's a hole in the fence right over there. The shack is a couple hundred feet beyond that."
Scorpius followed him to the rotting wooden fence, and Albus pulled a couple more boards away to make it easier to enter. Scorpius stared at the shack as they approached it, but his expression wasn't one of disgust or dismay.
Albus reached for the rusted knob on the front door and pushed it open, bending down to pick up the two flashlights he had brought earlier with the other supplies.
"There's no electricity," he said apologetically, handing one of the flashlights to Scorpius. "No running water, either, so I brought you several gallons from the store."
Albus turned his flashlight on and shone the beam around the small room. They were in the kitchen-there was an old refrigerator in the corner, one of the counters had collapsed, several cabinet doors were missing, and the sink was almost rusted through.
Albus pointed to the stove across the room. "It's gas, and it works. We can get you some cooking stuff so that you won't starve."
Scorpius nodded and turned on his own flashlight, moving toward the other room. "How did Teddy know about this place?"
"He says his father's boyfriend used to stay here after he ran away from his family-your family, actually, because I'm pretty sure he came from the same line of Blacks. Nobody's stayed here since the two of them."
Scorpius paused and looked back at Albus incredulously. "Teddy's father had a boyfriend?"
Albus grinned. "Yup. Remus Lupin was a right bender."
Scorpius shook his head. "Then how does Teddy even exist?"
"Well, you remember I told you about Sirius?" Albus asked.
Scorpius nodded, and then understanding dawned. "Sirius was-,"
"Remus's boyfriend, exactly," Albus finished. "After Sirius went and fell out a window Teddy's parents got drunk together-his mum was Sirius's cousin, and they were apparently pretty close-and ended up fucking. Teddy was the result."
Scorpius blinked. "And how does Teddy know this? His parents were killed by that drunk driver right after he was born."
"He found a bunch of letters to him from Remus, explaining everything," Albus said, stepping past Scorpius into the other room. "He wrote them while Teddy's mum was pregnant."
"Christ," Scorpius said. "No wonder Teddy's so fucked up."
Albus shrugged. "Yeah, it explains a lot." He aimed the flashlight beam around the room, taking in the old, bare mattress on the floor and several broken bottles of beer. The light fell on something unexpected, and he burst out laughing. "And they were kinky bastards, apparently."
Scorpius looked over at where Albus was shining the light and gaped. "Is that…a saddle?"
"With a collar and leash set on top," Albus confirmed, walking over to the saddle and picking up the leather collar. The matching leash dangled from it, brushing across the dusty floor. "There's words carved on the inside-All of the animals except for man know that the principle business of life is to enjoy it."
Albus grinned wickedly and shot Scorpius a heated look before stepping over the saddle and dropping down on top of it, his knees on the floor on either side. "Do I look sexy?"
Scorpius raised an eyebrow in amusement. "You look odd."
Albus bit his lip and then reached up and slipped the collar around his neck, watching Scorpius's eyes go wide in the dim light as he buckled it. "What about now?"
Scorpius's tongue darted out and traced along his lips, his expression turning predatory. "Now-you look like mine."
Albus's breath hitched. "I am yours."
Scorpius stepped closer and slowly reached down for the leash, his eyes never leaving Albus's. "I know."
Albus shivered in anticipation, his cock growing hard as Scorpius wrapped the end of the leash around his hand. "Prove it."
Scorpius grinned, slow and feral, and tugged sharply on the leash. Albus quickly slid off the saddle so as not to fall on his face, landing on his knees directly in front of his boyfriend. Scorpius wrapped another loop of leather around his hand and pulled Albus forward.
"Suck me," Scorpius ordered. "And make it good."
Albus moaned and immediately reached for the fly on Scorpius's jeans. "Oh fuck yes."
He pulled Scorpius's jeans down far enough to free his erection, and Albus made a sound of appreciation as he stroked the hard flesh. He flicked his tongue out and licked the tip, swirling it around the head and then running it along the bottom.
"Stop teasing," Scorpius said, sounding slightly breathless.
Albus grinned and placed his lips against the tip of Scorpius's cock, kissing it firmly before parting his lips and swallowing it down. Scorpius groaned loudly, and Albus felt the hand not wrapped in leather bury itself in his hair.
He started to pull back, but the hand in his hair tightened and he felt a tug on the collar as Scorpius gathered more leather into his hand. Albus whimpered in pleasure and opened his throat, allowing Scorpius to set the pace.
Scorpius made shallow thrusts into Albus's mouth, gasping and pulling roughly on Albus's hair. "Fucking sexy. I love seeing you on your knees, me fucking your mouth."
Albus whined and reached for his own fly, pulling his aching cock out and giving it a few hard strokes. Fuck, he was close.
"Don't you-don't you dare come before me," Scorpius moaned, thrusting deeper and harder.
Albus groaned and then choked slightly before adjusting to the new pace, wrapping his fingers firmly around the base of his cock.
"So close," Scorpius whimpered, and Albus could taste the leaking pre-come.
He swallowed around Scorpius's cock, sucking lightly, and with a loud cry Scorpius came. Albus worked to swallow it all, but some of it still spilled out and onto the floor.
"God," Scorpius breathed, pulling out and releasing Albus's hair.
He dropped to the floor in front of Albus, loosening his grip on the leash as he leaned forward and crashed their mouths together. Albus whimpered and Scorpius took the hint, reaching down and pulling Albus's hand away from his cock.
It only took a few short strokes before Albus was coming, crying out his orgasm into Scorpius's mouth. His cock continued to pulse when Scorpius released him and buried his head in Albus's shoulder.
"You always know exactly what I need," Scorpius said softly.
Albus wrapped his arms tightly around Scorpius's waist, closing his eyes and resting his head against the other boy's. "I'd do anything for you, Scorpius."
"I know-," Scorpius started, and then hesitated slightly. "I know I don't tell you I love you as much as I should, but I really do."
"I know you do," Albus said confidently. "That's why I'm not bothered that you don't say it as much as me."
"I hate him," Scorpius said softly, voice choked. "I hate him so much, and I wish Mum and Dad were still alive. I want them back, Al."
Albus only tightened his grip, slowly running one hand up and down Scorpius's back. They were both silent, and only when Scorpius stopped trembling did Albus release him.
"Alright?" he asked heavily, knowing that the answer was really no.
Scorpius nodded and wiped quickly at his eyes. "I'm fine. You should get home before your parents find out you're not there."
Albus frowned. "I don't want to leave you."
Scorpius gave him a watery smile. "I'm fine, but I won't be if you get caught and grounded. I need you to be able to come back."
"I would come back anyway," Albus said firmly.
"I know," Scorpius said. "Now go on."
Albus sighed. "Fine. But call me if you need anything. I'll be back tomorrow."
Scorpius nodded and Albus reached up to remove the collar. He grinned and handed it to Scorpius before redoing his fly and standing. "Are you sure you'll be ok?"
"Yes," Scorpius said, rolling his eyes and pulling up his jeans as he stood.
Albus sighed. "Alright, I'm going."
He gave Scorpius one more kiss before leaving the shack and heading for his car. The clock on the dash read two-thirty in the morning, and he prayed that his parents were still asleep. It wouldn't be pretty if they tried to keep him from checking on Scorpius.
Albus knew something was wrong as soon as he turned onto his street. Every light on the lower floor was on, including the front light, and as he got closer he saw why.
"Fuck," he cursed, and then sighed heavily.
There was about to be a huge confrontation.
Albus pulled into the drive, parking next to the fancy rich-person car. He turned the engine off and reached under his front seat, pulling out the loaded pistol he kept hidden there. He jumped out of the car, stuffing the gun into the front of his jeans and covering it with his t-shirt before hurrying into the house.
"Albus!" his dad cried as soon as he entered the living room. "Where the hell have you been? Lucius says that Scorpius is missing."
Albus raised his chin and glared at Scorpius's grandfather. "He's not missing; he's safe."
Lucius's eyes hardened but his expression remained passive. "I'm not sure what you mean."
"Al, do you know where Scorpius is?" his mum asked calmly.
"Yes, I do," Albus answered. "I also know that he has a bruise on his jaw roughly the size of the end of that cane." He gestured toward the black and silver cane Lucius was holding.
"How unfortunate," Lucius said with a sneer. "Now tell me where my grandson is so that I may retrieve him."
"Was Scorpius hurt?" Ginny asked sounding worried.
"Yeah, by this fucker right here," Albus snapped. "And I'll be damned if I ever tell him where Scorpius is."
"Al!" Harry said in shock. "That's a very serious accusation."
"Also a very untrue one," Lucius said dangerously. "I would watch my words if I were you."
Harry and Ginny both frowned, and Albus felt a surge of triumph.
"It's extremely true, actually," Albus said. "Why don't you tell them exactly how you treat Scorpius? How, ever since his parents died, you've hit him, and cursed at him, and told him that it was his fault that his mum and dad were dead."
"I most certainly have not-," Lucius began, his expression contorting into one of rage.
"The hell you haven't!" Albus yelled at him. "There have been days where he didn't come to school because he was so bruised up. He's lost a good twenty pounds because you've been locking him in his room with only one meal a day. Just tonight you hit him with that cane, and he's got a god-awful bruise because of it. You could have killed him!"
"How dare you-," Lucius cried, finally losing his temper and raising his hand.
Albus made to move for his gun but before he could even get near it his father was there, hand hard around Lucius's wrist.
"You don't want to do that," Harry said dangerously, and Albus felt himself shiver; he'd never heard his dad speak in that tone. "Draco and Astoria were our friends. I know they never would have allowed you to do those things to their son, and I'll be damned if you do it to mine."
"You-," Lucius sputtered, struggling against Harry's grip.
Ginny stalked to the front door and flung it open. "Get the hell out of my house."
Lucius finally snatched his arm away from Harry and straightened his clothes, eyes wild and nostrils flaring. "You haven't seen the last of me. Scorpius will come home, and you will never be allowed to see him again."
Lucius stalked out of the house, and Ginny slammed the door behind him.
"Dad-," Albus began, but Harry shook his head.
"I'm surprised at you Al," he said. "I had no idea he was doing those things to Scorpius. Why didn't you tell us?"
"I wanted to, but Scorpius made me promise not to," Albus said cautiously; there was no way his dad was angry at him about it, was there?
Harry sighed. "Sometimes promises are meant to be broken. But I'm proud of you for protecting Scorpius and finally standing up to Lucius."
Albus relaxed. "Thanks, Dad."
"Go get Scorpius," Ginny said, coming up to them. "He can stay here."
"Really?" Albus asked hopefully.
"We'll keep him safe," Harry said. "Go on, I'm sure he's not anywhere actually livable."
Albus let out a breathless laugh and hugged both of his parents before tearing out the front door, letting it swing shut behind him. He froze on the lawn, narrowing his eyes when he saw that Lucius had just climbed into his car.
Albus glanced over his shoulder to make sure that his parents weren't watching and then pulled out the gun. He stalked over to the expensive vehicle and knocked on the driver's window. Lucius scowled at him but let the window down.
"What do you want, you little-,"
Albus crossed his arms on the top of the door, letting the gun point casually at Lucius's heart. The old man's eyes glinted with surprised fear.
"I want you to swear to me that you're going to leave Scorpius alone," Albus said very clearly. "I don't want you to ever contact him again."
Lucius sneered, and his voice was full of contempt. "And if I don't do as you say? Are you going to shoot me?"
Albus released the safety and cocked the hammer. "Yes."
Lucius stared at him, and Albus stared back unwaveringly. Finally Lucius turned away and gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white.
"Remove yourself and your firearm from my vehicle," Lucius said coldly, a hint of fear in his voice.
Albus stepped back, knowing that Lucius had understood exactly how serious he had been. He watched as Lucius pulled out of the drive, keeping his back to the house as he pushed the hammer back up and reactivated the safety.
Albus walked to his car and climbed in, slipping the pistol back under the seat and starting the engine. Nobody would ever again hurt his Scorpius.