Fic: Enough
Title: Enough
Author: emilyia
Pairing(s): Established Teddy/Scorpius, Teddy/Scorpius/Albus
Word Count: 4839
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Albus helps Teddy and Scorpius with their sex life.
Warnings: BDSM, spanking, orgasm control.
A/N: Written for the hp_porninthesun fest for songquake. My note to her was:
Wow, this is a little out of my comfort zone and definitely the most porn I've ever written. Thank you to my lovely beta for helping me work through having three males in a bed. I hope you enjoy it, songquake
When Albus was eleven, he first fell in love with Theodore Lupin. Unfortunately, this was when his godbrother came home from Hogwarts having graduated, with the full intention of following in Ginny's footsteps and pursuing a Quidditch career. Even more unfortunately, as Albus discovered for himself a few weeks before James went snooping at Platform 9¾ (but managed to keep quiet), this was also the time when Teddy had a very strong interest in shoving his tongue down Victoire's throat.
When Albus was fifteen, Teddy came out to the family, telling them that he was interested in men as well as women. Apart from a few choice comments from Uncle George - which Albus was sure Aunt Angelina would tell him off for later - the announcement went down fairly smoothly. At any other time, said announcement would also have filled Albus with hope, but he had recently found someone else to have a disastrous crush on.
Scorpius Malfoy.
The intelligent and articulate Ravenclaw who had suffered through Albus' equally disastrous attempts at potion-making for the past two years. Who, in an improvement from his first crush, was also gay, but exceedingly not interested in Albus. The crush, in fact, continued through to seventh year, at which point Scorpius started making oblique references to a boyfriend who he wouldn't name. This should have been enough to deter Albus, which he told himself at length, but which failed to have any effect until the day they graduated. Then at least, Albus thought that he would be able to leave his crush behind due to lack of exposure as he'd done with Teddy all those years before.
- - -
The plan was going splendidly while Albus worked through his apprenticeship under Ollivander. That was until one Sunday night in November, when Scorpius Malfoy crashed back into his life at the weekly Potter family dinner... on the arm of Teddy.
During that incredibly awkward dinner, he decided two things. The first was that Scorpius Malfoy had far more of a Slytherin side in his Ravenclaw body than he wanted to admit, to have snagged his second cousin once removed, or first cousin twice removed, or whatever Teddy and Scorpius were.
The second was that Teddy was definitely the one who topped in that relationship.
As it happened, the latter distinction was proved wrong only a few days later. Albus had Floo'd into Teddy's apartment with the intention of talking to him about Lily's birthday dinner; the sight that greeted him, however, destroyed any chance of that being discussed.
Teddy had been bent over the arm of the lounge, a ball gag in his mouth, as Scorpius thrust into him, hands gripping tightly at his hips. It was only at the sound of Albus swearing creatively that Scorpius looked up and reddened - ironically, the same shade of red as Teddy's arse was. It was the little things that Albus noticed that surprised him; the deep pink shade of Teddy's hair which he had never seen before, the way Teddy's neck was stretched out and arched back - there was no escaping the idea that Teddy loved this, even if the gag was obscuring much of his actual facial expression.
Unfortunately, he also noticed the way his own dick had as much interest in the situation as Teddy did.
"Albus, a little privacy?" Scorpius grated out, trying to cover as much of the pair of them with pillows from the lounge as possible.
Albus mumbled something incoherent in return, trying to tear his eyes from the sight as he groped for the Floo powder behind him. By the time he stepped back into the fire, the scene he'd just witnessed was indelibly burnt into his brain.
- - -
"Albus." Scorpius stepped through the Floo approximately half an hour after Albus had stumbled in and jerked off furiously on his own lounge, imagining he was in Scorpius' position of all places. He had been certain, until today, that the torch he held for Teddy had been long extinguished. That lie, however, had been shown for what it really was after approximately thirty seconds of exposure to what Teddy looked like when he was being fucked.
"Albus," Scorpius repeated. "I don't know what you think you saw..."
"I saw you fucking my godbrother." Albus attempted to keep his voice light. "I saw two people who forgot to shut the Floo. Not a big deal. Do you want to Obliviate me or something?"
Scorpius raised an eyebrow, and Albus silently cursed the fact that he'd been caught out lying by the former prefect more than once before.
"I'm fairly confident you saw slightly more than that, and I'm also quite sure that you couldn't stop looking," Scorpius pointed out. "You don't mind that Teddy and I are together, right?"
A few thoughts came to mind at that - the primary of which was it wouldn't matter if I did, would it?--but Albus just shook his head, forcing a chuckle.
"Of course not. Why would I?"
He got a curious gaze from Scorpius for that comment, but nothing overly questioning.
"And you know I'm not hurting Teddy or anything." Scorpius said.
Albus genuinely spluttered at that thought, giving Scorpius a pointed look.
"I know you always fancied yourself a Seeker, but Teddy's a Beater for the Falcons," Albus pointed out. "If he wanted, he could get punch you out. And besides, you wouldn't hurt him."
Scorpius nodded thoughtfully, settling into one of the lounge chairs. There was silence for a few moments, which Scorpius finally broke.
"So you don't mind that we're together, and you don't think what we do is bad." Scorpius' fingers tapped at the arm of the chair before he finally looked up at Albus. "Would you like to help do that to him, then?"
Albus just gaped at him.
Scorpius sighed and stood back up. "I knew this was a bad idea. I told him," he muttered, shaking his head. "Do you want that Obliviate now?"
"Wait, what? Teddy wants me to be involved... in your sex life?" Albus asked incredulously.
Withdrawing the hand that had been reaching for his wand, Scorpius shrugged. "Teddy likes being dominated - he loves me doing it, but he thinks it would be better if someone else was able to help. He saw the way you looked at us. You weren't disgusted by it, so..." Scorpius looked slightly uncomfortable, shifting from foot to foot. "If you don't want to do it, Albus, you definitely don't have to. We manage just fine on our own."
The slight smirk on Scorpius' face at that pronouncement was probably the thing that cemented Albus' decision for him.
"Alright, so tell me more about this."
- - -
Albus watched through a cracked open door, naked and waiting for his cue to enter the room, as Scorpius stood behind a kneeling Teddy.
"Arms behind your back," said Scorpius.
Teddy complied without a thought, soft silk wrapping around his wrists and knotting with not enough pressure to hurt, but enough to know he was well and truly restrained. He flexed his arms, testing out the range of movement he could manage, and a shiver ran down his spine when he discovered it wasn't very far at all. Without a word, his clothes were vanished, and he looked down at himself, his body taut and already so very, very hard.
"Don't look down, Lupin." There was a silky edge to Scorpius' tone, the same tone that Teddy had heard Scorpius' father use at those oh-so-uncomfortable dinners at the Manor and oh Merlin, he could not be thinking of Draco Malfoy in a situation like this. Swallowing visibly, Teddy forced his gaze back to Scorpius, up to the smirk and lust-darkened grey eyes. From Scorpius' finger dangled a ring attached to a leather strap, which made Teddy's skin tingle in anticipation.
Insistent fingers pressed at the corners of Teddy's mouth, forcing it open, farther and farther, until the ring gag slipped in without a struggle. As the clasp at the back of his head snapped shut, Teddy worked his mouth against it, testing the limits, getting used to the rubber taste. After a moment, Scorpius circled his face with a finger, tugging Teddy's chin up to look him in the eye.
"I know this is something new, so you say if it's too much, yeah?" Scorpius murmured. "If you can't get it out around the gag, just shake your head, and it'll stop immediately."
Teddy nodded silently, and he could witness the shift in Scorpius when the blond looked over his shoulder. It was amazing really, how he could turn in a moment from caring and fond to emotionless, every line on his face smoothing. Teddy found himself focusing on that, concentrating, trying not to think beyond this moment because while he'd been wanting what was about to happen for months, it was bloody fucking embarrassing at the same time.
Scorpius slid his wand over Teddy's shoulder, dragging the smooth wood over Teddy's impossibly hot skin, and pointed it towards his crotch. One muttered word later - which Teddy didn't understand and was sure that Scorpius wasn't going to teach to him - it felt like a thick band had been placed around the base of his cock. It was just a ring of pressure; no pain, at least yet, but it made Teddy's breath hitch. This... was going to be interesting, and the part of him that was screaming want want want was currently loudest, drowning out anything Scorpius might have said… o
r so he thought.
"He's ready, Albus," Scorpius said.
The gag did make it harder for Teddy to swallow, but it wasn't like he couldn't manage it - a fact for which he was exceedingly grateful. His fingers worked nervously against the restraints that held them behind his back, eyes wide as his godbrother stepped into the light. Like Teddy, Albus was naked, his slight body almost glowing in the darkness. The slight shake to Albus was obvious in the hesitant steps he took, which calmed Teddy a little - yes, this was new to everyone, and well, if it wasn't good then they could stop.
Albus stepped in front of Teddy, and Albus couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of appreciation. His godbrother was a picture out of a fantasy, lips already stretched around the gag, hands tied with an old Gryffindor tie behind his back. When Albus tore his gaze away, he looked up at Scorpius, who had a slightly questioning look on his face, which vanished before Albus could say anything. The blond gave a short, curt nod, and Albus swallowed heavily, holding the base of his cock to guide it towards Teddy's mouth. The sound of surprise at the sudden movement which Teddy made earned him a swift reprimand.
"Problem, Lupin?" Scorpius asked.
Slowly, Teddy shook his head. It was... not entirely unwelcome, but the sensations were new and slightly discomforting. Thankfully, the feeling of Albus' fingers carding through his hair - he could just imagine the colour of it at the moment, the way his head was spinning - brought his thoughts back to something he could focus on. Teddy tried to bite at his lip, failing, somehow, to remember that there was a ring that would definitely not allow such a movement. What it did allow, though, was Albus to tug Teddy's head back ever so slightly and slide his cock through the ring.
Scorpius was behind Teddy, fingers sliding through his hair, gently but insistently pushing his head forward. Teddy let out a shaky breath before he applied himself to the task of sucking Albus' cock. His tongue slid over the underside with as much dexterity as he could manage; that was, not very much. The sensations were already overwhelming him. It felt like somewhere in the distance that he heard Albus let out a low groan, the sort that sounded like it was torn from his chest.
Teddy was sure that Albus could have felt the whimper that passed through his lips; it certainly seemed to spur him on. Albus' hands fell to Teddy's cheeks, tracing the outline of his cock through the skin, and when Teddy glanced up at him, those bright green eyes were wide and staring at Scorpius. Teddy felt Scorpius adjusting his stance behind him. The hands that had been pushing forward were now holding instead, restraining, and Teddy swallowed thickly, anticipation at what was to come making something inside of him - which he didn't want to admit to having control over - ache with need.
"Go," Scorpius said.
The single syllable was enough to make Albus' last vestiges of control snap, and he thrust into Teddy's mouth with a desperate rhythm. Albus' cock hit the back of Teddy's throat and Teddy's eyes watered a little. Teddy's cheeks flushed red and he squeezed his eyes shut, embarrassed by the weakness. His tongue slid with more practise now, sliding over the head when Albus was withdrawing, dragging over the underside when the heavy cock thrust into his mouth. Teddy's nails dug into his palms and he started to lean forward into each thrust, sending Albus' cock deeper and relaxing his throat to allow it to occur, pulling a moan of appreciation from between Albus' lips. Behind him, Teddy heard Scorpius murmuring words - or just noises, comforting noises. Teddy couldn't tell which above the pounding in his own ears. This was almost too much, and not enough all at the same time, because his dick ached horribly at the mere thought of what Albus was doing, and how Scorpius was watching, supervising really... Teddy couldn't have imagined that it would be like this, this good, this overwhelming.
When Teddy looked up at Albus this time, those green eyes were staring down at him, watching his cock slide in and out of his godbrother's mouth. Albus' pupils were blown more than Teddy had ever seen them, and it was only then that Teddy realised that Albus' grip on his hair had tightened to the point of pain. Albus' breath was coming out in little oh, oh, ohs, hair so wild and cheeks so flushed that Teddy couldn't tear his eyes away. Then Scorpius' face slid into Teddy's view, and his lips pressed against the flushed skin of Albus' neck, teeth nipping, sucking, determined to tug the response from Albus that he wanted. Judging by the complete loss of rhythm that Albus immediately had, it worked. Teddy gave up trying to meet Albus' thrusts or slide his tongue in a way that was designed to please. He simply pressed his lips tighter to Albus' cock and sucked, hollowing his cheeks as he did. The sounds that started spilling from Albus' lips made it immediately worth it - the muffled curses, whimpers and moans through bitten lips enough to make anyone desperate to come. Teddy found himself arching his back, ineffectually trying to find friction on thin air; the sounds, the sights and the feelings making Teddy's heart pound in his ears. It was worth it, though, when a long whine left Albus' lips with a final thrust; his hips still jerking as his come slid down Teddy's throat and across his tongue. Teddy swallowed greedily, his tongue working once more, sucking every last drop from Albus' cock, until Albus was soft and languid, leaning against Scorpius for support.
It was only then that Scorpius kissed Albus on the lips and stepped out from behind Teddy, guiding the Albus back towards the bed. Albus, from what Teddy could tell, was in a bit of a daze; he could understand that feeling, as he was feeling overwhelmed and vague himself, his tongue running over the inside ring of the rubber. And Teddy hadn't been the one to just come. Teddy's eyes were trained on Scorpius' back, still clothed in the crisp white shirt. Scorpius, in contrast to Teddy and Albus, seemed utterly unruffled and didn't seem to be moved by the situation at all. Teddy's tongue slid out to clumsily lick at his lips as Scorpius turned, a smirk and predatory gleam in his grey eyes.
"Well then, up on your feet," Scorpius said.
Teddy looked at him, confused. How was he meant to get up from here? But Scorpius just waited, a hand resting lightly on his hip, the very definition of expectant.
Eyebrows furrowed, Teddy attempted to stand, his knees cracking as he shifted. His shoulder smacked against the bedside table and he winced, legs wobbling dangerously as he finally managed to stand erect.
"Passable," Scorpius said after a long moment, looking the Metamorphmagus up and down. "Clumsy, though... oh, and..."
Scorpius reached out, his thumb brushing over the corner of Teddy's mouth and cheek, spreading a stray drop of come which Albus had left there.
"You missed a bit," Scorpius murmured lowly, shaking his head. "That wasn't very good of you, now, was it?"
Teddy swallowed, feeling more exposed than he ever had, standing this close to Scorpius and being subject to those eyes, judging him. He glanced over Scorpius' shoulder at Albus, desperate for something else to focus on, anything, but quickly earned a sharp slap to his cheek for his trouble.
"Did I tell you that you could look away, Lupin?" It was still that low voice almost humming with pleasure. Still that voice which Teddy'd heard murmur the sweetest of things in the dead of night, the one that had -
"Well? Did I?" Now the voice was sharper, more demanding, and Teddy jerked his gaze back to Scorpius. Slowly, Teddy shook his head, swallowing visibly and with great difficulty.
"I think you need to be punished for your transgressions. Otherwise, however will you learn?" Scorpius seemed to be musing on the subject, actually considering whether to do it, but Teddy knew what to expect. What he didn't expect was the throb of need that his cock gave in response, wanting the punishment, needing it. Teddy dropped his head, cheeks colouring, and gripped at the tie between his fingers, desperate for something to hold onto, something normal that wasn't -
And then Scorpius tugged Teddy forward unexpectedly, guiding and moving him to the side of the bed that Albus wasn't currently inhabiting. . Less unexpected was the way that Scorpius grabbed at his hair and pushed Teddy forward, bending him over the bed. Teddy could see Albus out of the corner of his eye. Albus stirred, pushing himself up onto his elbows to watch what was about to occur.
There was no preparation, no caress, just the first sharp smack of Scorpius' hand on Teddy's left arse cheek. Teddy flinched, but was silent, his fingers threading their way through the material that bound his hands, distracting him from the next strike, this time on his right. And again on his left. And again, which was when he found himself rubbing against the mattress, blessed friction a welcome relief. Smack, smack, smack. Teddy pushed his arse back towards Scorpius' hand when he thought it was coming, but Scorpius wasn't having any of that; there was no rhythm. Scorpius held out until Teddy was rubbing himself furiously against the bed, and waited to be rewarded by the frustrated whine that came when Scorpius did smack with enough force to make Teddy's arse red. Beside him, Teddy could hear Albus' groans matching his own each time Scorpius' palm descended on Teddy's arse, and he'd be begging, begging for harder and faster and more if it weren't for this damn gag in his mouth...
And then it stopped. Scorpius rubbed at Teddy's right arse cheek, and Teddy strained his neck to turn and look at him, but not before Scorpius' tongue swiped a broad stripe over the reddened area. Teddy could have sworn he heard Scorpius murmur "so beautiful," but that was most likely him going insane with need, as his hips still worked against the sheets involuntarily. Without warning, Scorpius yanked Teddy backwards, fingers entangled in Teddy's pale, blue hair, causing him to stumble, but Teddy righted himself after a moment. Scorpius' thigh between Teddy's own nudged them apart, but Teddy refused to look back; he kept his eyes on Albus, who was slowly stroking his own dick back to hardness.
Biting down on his lip, Teddy wasn't sure what to expect, though the sound of metal sliding against metal gave him an idea. And yes, then there was the cool press of one lubed finger against his arse, pressing, probing until it slid to the first knuckle, the second, almost painfully slowly. If words were capable of being formed at the moment, Teddy would have begged, begged for the spell to be taken off and for him to be allowed to come. Instead, Teddy's tongue worked around the gag, a stream of whimpers and wordless pleas streaming from his throat. Finally, oh finally, Scorpius began to take pity on him, and moved his hand, thrusting his finger in and out. As much as he could, Teddy worked back against it, but with shaky legs and unable to grip onto the bed, he worried about what the punishment would be if he pushed too far and stumbled back into Scorpius. Teddy bit against the gag, every breath ragged and torn from his chest... and he didn't even have a second finger inside him.
There was a low chuckle from behind him, and a second finger was added, and Teddy would have done anything for Scorpius at that point. Even the mix of burn pleasure pain was something, anything that he could use to work towards the currently unattainable need to come. The two didn't last long, sliding with more speed, in time with Albus' strokes over his own cock, before a third was added to make Teddy almost sob with pleasure. It was then, seen by Teddy only through narrowed slits of eyes, that Albus reached out to run a hand over Teddy's chest, and Scorpius smacked the back of Albus' hand before he got a chance.
"Did I tell you that you could touch?" Scorpius directed the question to Albus.
It was a hollow comfort to hear the panted want in Scorpius' voice, because Teddy knew that he would be the one to come first. Trying to ignore that, Teddy focused on the rebuked look on Albus' face, understanding but unsympathetic, as the punishment he had received had been far less than Teddy's own.
The lube felt ice cold on his super-heated skin, but still Teddy pushed back, ignoring the discomfort, wanting, just wanting the oh-so-familiar feeling of Scorpius inside of him, something familiar in this overwhelming situation. Scorpius didn't draw it out for long, but Teddy had the vague feeling that this was because they were just as desperate as each other. The cold and the slight burn in response to the insistent press against Teddy's arse was barely a snag in the sense of satisfaction of finally having Scorpius where he wanted him. The groan that was pulled from Scorpius''chest and the nails digging into Teddy's hips were just additions that made it all the better. And when Scorpius started to move, Teddy knew he would have come on the first thrust if it weren't for the spell holding back his orgasm. The hands gripping Teddy's hips moved to tangle in his hair. Scorpius tugged Teddy's head to the side and sunk his teeth into the side of Teddy's neck. Teddy whimpered, trying to push back against the rocking of Scorpius' hips, but finding himself frustratingly unable to find any rhythm.
"Look at him," Scorpius hissed in Teddy's ear. "Look at Albus, so close to coming already, just from seeing you take my dick up your arse."
It was like Scorpius' words had a magnetic effect. Teddy's eyes were drawn to Albus, stretched out, skin so pale against the dark red sheets, stroking his cock between long, slim fingers. Albus' mouth was half open, lips bitten and red, his free hand entangled in the sheets. Teddy's whole body shuddered and his nails dug into his palms; the sight was enough to push anyone over the edge. Scorpius let out short hisses of breath, and groaned into Teddy's ear. He pushed Teddy down towards the bed, his hand wrapping around the tie that bound Teddy's hands together. There was no holding back, simply fucking Teddy as hard as he could; the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. It could have been after a moment or after ages of this delicious torment, time was simply lost in the ecstasy, but then Scorpius' fingers were shaking as he attempted to untie the silk that wrapped around Teddy's wrists. It was after a long moment that Scorpius finally managed to unknot the tie, and Teddy groaned, rolling his wrists at the freedom given. He didn't have a chance to revel in it though, as Scorpius pulled out quickly and pushed Teddy's body down onto the bed. Teddy didn't - couldn't(?) wouldn't(?) - protest; his body pliant under Scorpius' hands. Teddy was rolled onto his back and found himself staring up at Scorpius' panting, desperate face, knowing that his own must be a mirror image of that same need.
"Come here, Albus," Scorpius said, his voice harsh.
That was the last thing that was said between the two, before Scorpius reached out toward Albus's cock, wrapping his hand around the pale flesh. Scorpius stared at it for a moment, before shaking his head. Then Scorpius began to stroke, his fingers on his own cock moving with the same rhythm on Albus'. Teddy watched wide-eyed, pupils blown, able to move but not wanting to. Teddy's mouth worked against the gag as Scorpius jerked them both off, panting with want, the desire to feel their come all over him warring against the redness that seemed to be burnt onto his cheeks and creeping into his hair. When Scorpius jerked silently, the curses passing through his lips faltering, though, the embarrassment faded in a muffled moan. Scorpius fucked his hand for a few more moments before he came over Teddy's erection and thighs in long spurts, wet and warm on Teddy's sweaty skin. Teddy begged Scorpius with his eyes. The tension strained every muscle in Teddy's body while his hands buried and twisted in the sheets. Scorpius' rhythm on Albus' cock faltered and Scorpius leant down, grip slipping for a moment to grab at his wand.
A mumbled, barely audible word later and the spell holding Teddy's orgasm back was removed. Scorpius' strokes on Albus' cock returned to their previous rhythm and speed, determined to bring Albus to his second and Teddy to his first orgasms that night. Only a few strokes later Albus came with a shout, spilling himself over Scorpius' hand and Teddy's stomach. It was that which sent Teddy over the edge, not a finger laid on his cock, whimpering and sobbing Scorpius' name as his hips jerked into thin air, pools of come staining his tanned stomach and legs.
There was silence.
Scorpius leant down across Teddy, his forehead resting against Teddy's, breathing him in for a moment. Scorpius' lips brushed over the tanned skin of Teddy's cheek before he straightened, rolling Teddy's head to the side and getting a tired groan for his troubles. A smile covered Scorpius' face as he unhooked the gag, freeing Teddy's mouth, and taking the opportunity to slide his fingers through the dark, pink strands which were stuck to the back of Teddy's neck with sweat. Teddy opened and closed his mouth a few times, experimentally, before offering Scorpius a tired smile and leaning up on his elbows to press their lips together.
For the first time since he had arrived, Albus felt a third wheel in the situation. Edging off the bed, he took the time to watch Scorpius murmur cleaning spells and help Teddy move to the pillows, where Teddy rolled over onto his side and curled slightly, finding a comfortable spot. Shaking his head, trying to ignore the ache at the familiar movements, Albus turned back towards the door through which he had entered and walked towards it on shaky legs.
"Albus, wait."
Scorpius needn't have said anything, since he then grabbed Albus' upper arm and turned Albus bodily. Their mouths were together the next instant, working and sliding against each other, tongues and lips and teeth in what Albus thought was near-perfection. But it was Scorpius who broke away, his grey eyes soft when he spoke.
"That's it, you know. It's over now."
Albus didn't answer. He couldn't. Not verbally. So instead, he nodded, and turned to flee as fast as his fucked-out legs could manage.
Before he shut the door behind him, Albus took one last look at the curled up form of Teddy, and the retreating back of Scorpius approaching the bed once more. Biting at his lip, Albus let the image linger in his mind. Even as the door shut with a click, Albus had to wonder if that had been enough.
Author: emilyia
Pairing(s): Established Teddy/Scorpius, Teddy/Scorpius/Albus
Word Count: 4839
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Albus helps Teddy and Scorpius with their sex life.
Warnings: BDSM, spanking, orgasm control.
A/N: Written for the hp_porninthesun fest for songquake. My note to her was:
Wow, this is a little out of my comfort zone and definitely the most porn I've ever written. Thank you to my lovely beta for helping me work through having three males in a bed. I hope you enjoy it, songquake
When Albus was eleven, he first fell in love with Theodore Lupin. Unfortunately, this was when his godbrother came home from Hogwarts having graduated, with the full intention of following in Ginny's footsteps and pursuing a Quidditch career. Even more unfortunately, as Albus discovered for himself a few weeks before James went snooping at Platform 9¾ (but managed to keep quiet), this was also the time when Teddy had a very strong interest in shoving his tongue down Victoire's throat.
When Albus was fifteen, Teddy came out to the family, telling them that he was interested in men as well as women. Apart from a few choice comments from Uncle George - which Albus was sure Aunt Angelina would tell him off for later - the announcement went down fairly smoothly. At any other time, said announcement would also have filled Albus with hope, but he had recently found someone else to have a disastrous crush on.
Scorpius Malfoy.
The intelligent and articulate Ravenclaw who had suffered through Albus' equally disastrous attempts at potion-making for the past two years. Who, in an improvement from his first crush, was also gay, but exceedingly not interested in Albus. The crush, in fact, continued through to seventh year, at which point Scorpius started making oblique references to a boyfriend who he wouldn't name. This should have been enough to deter Albus, which he told himself at length, but which failed to have any effect until the day they graduated. Then at least, Albus thought that he would be able to leave his crush behind due to lack of exposure as he'd done with Teddy all those years before.
- - -
The plan was going splendidly while Albus worked through his apprenticeship under Ollivander. That was until one Sunday night in November, when Scorpius Malfoy crashed back into his life at the weekly Potter family dinner... on the arm of Teddy.
During that incredibly awkward dinner, he decided two things. The first was that Scorpius Malfoy had far more of a Slytherin side in his Ravenclaw body than he wanted to admit, to have snagged his second cousin once removed, or first cousin twice removed, or whatever Teddy and Scorpius were.
The second was that Teddy was definitely the one who topped in that relationship.
As it happened, the latter distinction was proved wrong only a few days later. Albus had Floo'd into Teddy's apartment with the intention of talking to him about Lily's birthday dinner; the sight that greeted him, however, destroyed any chance of that being discussed.
Teddy had been bent over the arm of the lounge, a ball gag in his mouth, as Scorpius thrust into him, hands gripping tightly at his hips. It was only at the sound of Albus swearing creatively that Scorpius looked up and reddened - ironically, the same shade of red as Teddy's arse was. It was the little things that Albus noticed that surprised him; the deep pink shade of Teddy's hair which he had never seen before, the way Teddy's neck was stretched out and arched back - there was no escaping the idea that Teddy loved this, even if the gag was obscuring much of his actual facial expression.
Unfortunately, he also noticed the way his own dick had as much interest in the situation as Teddy did.
"Albus, a little privacy?" Scorpius grated out, trying to cover as much of the pair of them with pillows from the lounge as possible.
Albus mumbled something incoherent in return, trying to tear his eyes from the sight as he groped for the Floo powder behind him. By the time he stepped back into the fire, the scene he'd just witnessed was indelibly burnt into his brain.
- - -
"Albus." Scorpius stepped through the Floo approximately half an hour after Albus had stumbled in and jerked off furiously on his own lounge, imagining he was in Scorpius' position of all places. He had been certain, until today, that the torch he held for Teddy had been long extinguished. That lie, however, had been shown for what it really was after approximately thirty seconds of exposure to what Teddy looked like when he was being fucked.
"Albus," Scorpius repeated. "I don't know what you think you saw..."
"I saw you fucking my godbrother." Albus attempted to keep his voice light. "I saw two people who forgot to shut the Floo. Not a big deal. Do you want to Obliviate me or something?"
Scorpius raised an eyebrow, and Albus silently cursed the fact that he'd been caught out lying by the former prefect more than once before.
"I'm fairly confident you saw slightly more than that, and I'm also quite sure that you couldn't stop looking," Scorpius pointed out. "You don't mind that Teddy and I are together, right?"
A few thoughts came to mind at that - the primary of which was it wouldn't matter if I did, would it?--but Albus just shook his head, forcing a chuckle.
"Of course not. Why would I?"
He got a curious gaze from Scorpius for that comment, but nothing overly questioning.
"And you know I'm not hurting Teddy or anything." Scorpius said.
Albus genuinely spluttered at that thought, giving Scorpius a pointed look.
"I know you always fancied yourself a Seeker, but Teddy's a Beater for the Falcons," Albus pointed out. "If he wanted, he could get punch you out. And besides, you wouldn't hurt him."
Scorpius nodded thoughtfully, settling into one of the lounge chairs. There was silence for a few moments, which Scorpius finally broke.
"So you don't mind that we're together, and you don't think what we do is bad." Scorpius' fingers tapped at the arm of the chair before he finally looked up at Albus. "Would you like to help do that to him, then?"
Albus just gaped at him.
Scorpius sighed and stood back up. "I knew this was a bad idea. I told him," he muttered, shaking his head. "Do you want that Obliviate now?"
"Wait, what? Teddy wants me to be involved... in your sex life?" Albus asked incredulously.
Withdrawing the hand that had been reaching for his wand, Scorpius shrugged. "Teddy likes being dominated - he loves me doing it, but he thinks it would be better if someone else was able to help. He saw the way you looked at us. You weren't disgusted by it, so..." Scorpius looked slightly uncomfortable, shifting from foot to foot. "If you don't want to do it, Albus, you definitely don't have to. We manage just fine on our own."
The slight smirk on Scorpius' face at that pronouncement was probably the thing that cemented Albus' decision for him.
"Alright, so tell me more about this."
- - -
Albus watched through a cracked open door, naked and waiting for his cue to enter the room, as Scorpius stood behind a kneeling Teddy.
"Arms behind your back," said Scorpius.
Teddy complied without a thought, soft silk wrapping around his wrists and knotting with not enough pressure to hurt, but enough to know he was well and truly restrained. He flexed his arms, testing out the range of movement he could manage, and a shiver ran down his spine when he discovered it wasn't very far at all. Without a word, his clothes were vanished, and he looked down at himself, his body taut and already so very, very hard.
"Don't look down, Lupin." There was a silky edge to Scorpius' tone, the same tone that Teddy had heard Scorpius' father use at those oh-so-uncomfortable dinners at the Manor and oh Merlin, he could not be thinking of Draco Malfoy in a situation like this. Swallowing visibly, Teddy forced his gaze back to Scorpius, up to the smirk and lust-darkened grey eyes. From Scorpius' finger dangled a ring attached to a leather strap, which made Teddy's skin tingle in anticipation.
Insistent fingers pressed at the corners of Teddy's mouth, forcing it open, farther and farther, until the ring gag slipped in without a struggle. As the clasp at the back of his head snapped shut, Teddy worked his mouth against it, testing the limits, getting used to the rubber taste. After a moment, Scorpius circled his face with a finger, tugging Teddy's chin up to look him in the eye.
"I know this is something new, so you say if it's too much, yeah?" Scorpius murmured. "If you can't get it out around the gag, just shake your head, and it'll stop immediately."
Teddy nodded silently, and he could witness the shift in Scorpius when the blond looked over his shoulder. It was amazing really, how he could turn in a moment from caring and fond to emotionless, every line on his face smoothing. Teddy found himself focusing on that, concentrating, trying not to think beyond this moment because while he'd been wanting what was about to happen for months, it was bloody fucking embarrassing at the same time.
Scorpius slid his wand over Teddy's shoulder, dragging the smooth wood over Teddy's impossibly hot skin, and pointed it towards his crotch. One muttered word later - which Teddy didn't understand and was sure that Scorpius wasn't going to teach to him - it felt like a thick band had been placed around the base of his cock. It was just a ring of pressure; no pain, at least yet, but it made Teddy's breath hitch. This... was going to be interesting, and the part of him that was screaming want want want was currently loudest, drowning out anything Scorpius might have said… o
r so he thought.
"He's ready, Albus," Scorpius said.
The gag did make it harder for Teddy to swallow, but it wasn't like he couldn't manage it - a fact for which he was exceedingly grateful. His fingers worked nervously against the restraints that held them behind his back, eyes wide as his godbrother stepped into the light. Like Teddy, Albus was naked, his slight body almost glowing in the darkness. The slight shake to Albus was obvious in the hesitant steps he took, which calmed Teddy a little - yes, this was new to everyone, and well, if it wasn't good then they could stop.
Albus stepped in front of Teddy, and Albus couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of appreciation. His godbrother was a picture out of a fantasy, lips already stretched around the gag, hands tied with an old Gryffindor tie behind his back. When Albus tore his gaze away, he looked up at Scorpius, who had a slightly questioning look on his face, which vanished before Albus could say anything. The blond gave a short, curt nod, and Albus swallowed heavily, holding the base of his cock to guide it towards Teddy's mouth. The sound of surprise at the sudden movement which Teddy made earned him a swift reprimand.
"Problem, Lupin?" Scorpius asked.
Slowly, Teddy shook his head. It was... not entirely unwelcome, but the sensations were new and slightly discomforting. Thankfully, the feeling of Albus' fingers carding through his hair - he could just imagine the colour of it at the moment, the way his head was spinning - brought his thoughts back to something he could focus on. Teddy tried to bite at his lip, failing, somehow, to remember that there was a ring that would definitely not allow such a movement. What it did allow, though, was Albus to tug Teddy's head back ever so slightly and slide his cock through the ring.
Scorpius was behind Teddy, fingers sliding through his hair, gently but insistently pushing his head forward. Teddy let out a shaky breath before he applied himself to the task of sucking Albus' cock. His tongue slid over the underside with as much dexterity as he could manage; that was, not very much. The sensations were already overwhelming him. It felt like somewhere in the distance that he heard Albus let out a low groan, the sort that sounded like it was torn from his chest.
Teddy was sure that Albus could have felt the whimper that passed through his lips; it certainly seemed to spur him on. Albus' hands fell to Teddy's cheeks, tracing the outline of his cock through the skin, and when Teddy glanced up at him, those bright green eyes were wide and staring at Scorpius. Teddy felt Scorpius adjusting his stance behind him. The hands that had been pushing forward were now holding instead, restraining, and Teddy swallowed thickly, anticipation at what was to come making something inside of him - which he didn't want to admit to having control over - ache with need.
"Go," Scorpius said.
The single syllable was enough to make Albus' last vestiges of control snap, and he thrust into Teddy's mouth with a desperate rhythm. Albus' cock hit the back of Teddy's throat and Teddy's eyes watered a little. Teddy's cheeks flushed red and he squeezed his eyes shut, embarrassed by the weakness. His tongue slid with more practise now, sliding over the head when Albus was withdrawing, dragging over the underside when the heavy cock thrust into his mouth. Teddy's nails dug into his palms and he started to lean forward into each thrust, sending Albus' cock deeper and relaxing his throat to allow it to occur, pulling a moan of appreciation from between Albus' lips. Behind him, Teddy heard Scorpius murmuring words - or just noises, comforting noises. Teddy couldn't tell which above the pounding in his own ears. This was almost too much, and not enough all at the same time, because his dick ached horribly at the mere thought of what Albus was doing, and how Scorpius was watching, supervising really... Teddy couldn't have imagined that it would be like this, this good, this overwhelming.
When Teddy looked up at Albus this time, those green eyes were staring down at him, watching his cock slide in and out of his godbrother's mouth. Albus' pupils were blown more than Teddy had ever seen them, and it was only then that Teddy realised that Albus' grip on his hair had tightened to the point of pain. Albus' breath was coming out in little oh, oh, ohs, hair so wild and cheeks so flushed that Teddy couldn't tear his eyes away. Then Scorpius' face slid into Teddy's view, and his lips pressed against the flushed skin of Albus' neck, teeth nipping, sucking, determined to tug the response from Albus that he wanted. Judging by the complete loss of rhythm that Albus immediately had, it worked. Teddy gave up trying to meet Albus' thrusts or slide his tongue in a way that was designed to please. He simply pressed his lips tighter to Albus' cock and sucked, hollowing his cheeks as he did. The sounds that started spilling from Albus' lips made it immediately worth it - the muffled curses, whimpers and moans through bitten lips enough to make anyone desperate to come. Teddy found himself arching his back, ineffectually trying to find friction on thin air; the sounds, the sights and the feelings making Teddy's heart pound in his ears. It was worth it, though, when a long whine left Albus' lips with a final thrust; his hips still jerking as his come slid down Teddy's throat and across his tongue. Teddy swallowed greedily, his tongue working once more, sucking every last drop from Albus' cock, until Albus was soft and languid, leaning against Scorpius for support.
It was only then that Scorpius kissed Albus on the lips and stepped out from behind Teddy, guiding the Albus back towards the bed. Albus, from what Teddy could tell, was in a bit of a daze; he could understand that feeling, as he was feeling overwhelmed and vague himself, his tongue running over the inside ring of the rubber. And Teddy hadn't been the one to just come. Teddy's eyes were trained on Scorpius' back, still clothed in the crisp white shirt. Scorpius, in contrast to Teddy and Albus, seemed utterly unruffled and didn't seem to be moved by the situation at all. Teddy's tongue slid out to clumsily lick at his lips as Scorpius turned, a smirk and predatory gleam in his grey eyes.
"Well then, up on your feet," Scorpius said.
Teddy looked at him, confused. How was he meant to get up from here? But Scorpius just waited, a hand resting lightly on his hip, the very definition of expectant.
Eyebrows furrowed, Teddy attempted to stand, his knees cracking as he shifted. His shoulder smacked against the bedside table and he winced, legs wobbling dangerously as he finally managed to stand erect.
"Passable," Scorpius said after a long moment, looking the Metamorphmagus up and down. "Clumsy, though... oh, and..."
Scorpius reached out, his thumb brushing over the corner of Teddy's mouth and cheek, spreading a stray drop of come which Albus had left there.
"You missed a bit," Scorpius murmured lowly, shaking his head. "That wasn't very good of you, now, was it?"
Teddy swallowed, feeling more exposed than he ever had, standing this close to Scorpius and being subject to those eyes, judging him. He glanced over Scorpius' shoulder at Albus, desperate for something else to focus on, anything, but quickly earned a sharp slap to his cheek for his trouble.
"Did I tell you that you could look away, Lupin?" It was still that low voice almost humming with pleasure. Still that voice which Teddy'd heard murmur the sweetest of things in the dead of night, the one that had -
"Well? Did I?" Now the voice was sharper, more demanding, and Teddy jerked his gaze back to Scorpius. Slowly, Teddy shook his head, swallowing visibly and with great difficulty.
"I think you need to be punished for your transgressions. Otherwise, however will you learn?" Scorpius seemed to be musing on the subject, actually considering whether to do it, but Teddy knew what to expect. What he didn't expect was the throb of need that his cock gave in response, wanting the punishment, needing it. Teddy dropped his head, cheeks colouring, and gripped at the tie between his fingers, desperate for something to hold onto, something normal that wasn't -
And then Scorpius tugged Teddy forward unexpectedly, guiding and moving him to the side of the bed that Albus wasn't currently inhabiting. . Less unexpected was the way that Scorpius grabbed at his hair and pushed Teddy forward, bending him over the bed. Teddy could see Albus out of the corner of his eye. Albus stirred, pushing himself up onto his elbows to watch what was about to occur.
There was no preparation, no caress, just the first sharp smack of Scorpius' hand on Teddy's left arse cheek. Teddy flinched, but was silent, his fingers threading their way through the material that bound his hands, distracting him from the next strike, this time on his right. And again on his left. And again, which was when he found himself rubbing against the mattress, blessed friction a welcome relief. Smack, smack, smack. Teddy pushed his arse back towards Scorpius' hand when he thought it was coming, but Scorpius wasn't having any of that; there was no rhythm. Scorpius held out until Teddy was rubbing himself furiously against the bed, and waited to be rewarded by the frustrated whine that came when Scorpius did smack with enough force to make Teddy's arse red. Beside him, Teddy could hear Albus' groans matching his own each time Scorpius' palm descended on Teddy's arse, and he'd be begging, begging for harder and faster and more if it weren't for this damn gag in his mouth...
And then it stopped. Scorpius rubbed at Teddy's right arse cheek, and Teddy strained his neck to turn and look at him, but not before Scorpius' tongue swiped a broad stripe over the reddened area. Teddy could have sworn he heard Scorpius murmur "so beautiful," but that was most likely him going insane with need, as his hips still worked against the sheets involuntarily. Without warning, Scorpius yanked Teddy backwards, fingers entangled in Teddy's pale, blue hair, causing him to stumble, but Teddy righted himself after a moment. Scorpius' thigh between Teddy's own nudged them apart, but Teddy refused to look back; he kept his eyes on Albus, who was slowly stroking his own dick back to hardness.
Biting down on his lip, Teddy wasn't sure what to expect, though the sound of metal sliding against metal gave him an idea. And yes, then there was the cool press of one lubed finger against his arse, pressing, probing until it slid to the first knuckle, the second, almost painfully slowly. If words were capable of being formed at the moment, Teddy would have begged, begged for the spell to be taken off and for him to be allowed to come. Instead, Teddy's tongue worked around the gag, a stream of whimpers and wordless pleas streaming from his throat. Finally, oh finally, Scorpius began to take pity on him, and moved his hand, thrusting his finger in and out. As much as he could, Teddy worked back against it, but with shaky legs and unable to grip onto the bed, he worried about what the punishment would be if he pushed too far and stumbled back into Scorpius. Teddy bit against the gag, every breath ragged and torn from his chest... and he didn't even have a second finger inside him.
There was a low chuckle from behind him, and a second finger was added, and Teddy would have done anything for Scorpius at that point. Even the mix of burn pleasure pain was something, anything that he could use to work towards the currently unattainable need to come. The two didn't last long, sliding with more speed, in time with Albus' strokes over his own cock, before a third was added to make Teddy almost sob with pleasure. It was then, seen by Teddy only through narrowed slits of eyes, that Albus reached out to run a hand over Teddy's chest, and Scorpius smacked the back of Albus' hand before he got a chance.
"Did I tell you that you could touch?" Scorpius directed the question to Albus.
It was a hollow comfort to hear the panted want in Scorpius' voice, because Teddy knew that he would be the one to come first. Trying to ignore that, Teddy focused on the rebuked look on Albus' face, understanding but unsympathetic, as the punishment he had received had been far less than Teddy's own.
The lube felt ice cold on his super-heated skin, but still Teddy pushed back, ignoring the discomfort, wanting, just wanting the oh-so-familiar feeling of Scorpius inside of him, something familiar in this overwhelming situation. Scorpius didn't draw it out for long, but Teddy had the vague feeling that this was because they were just as desperate as each other. The cold and the slight burn in response to the insistent press against Teddy's arse was barely a snag in the sense of satisfaction of finally having Scorpius where he wanted him. The groan that was pulled from Scorpius''chest and the nails digging into Teddy's hips were just additions that made it all the better. And when Scorpius started to move, Teddy knew he would have come on the first thrust if it weren't for the spell holding back his orgasm. The hands gripping Teddy's hips moved to tangle in his hair. Scorpius tugged Teddy's head to the side and sunk his teeth into the side of Teddy's neck. Teddy whimpered, trying to push back against the rocking of Scorpius' hips, but finding himself frustratingly unable to find any rhythm.
"Look at him," Scorpius hissed in Teddy's ear. "Look at Albus, so close to coming already, just from seeing you take my dick up your arse."
It was like Scorpius' words had a magnetic effect. Teddy's eyes were drawn to Albus, stretched out, skin so pale against the dark red sheets, stroking his cock between long, slim fingers. Albus' mouth was half open, lips bitten and red, his free hand entangled in the sheets. Teddy's whole body shuddered and his nails dug into his palms; the sight was enough to push anyone over the edge. Scorpius let out short hisses of breath, and groaned into Teddy's ear. He pushed Teddy down towards the bed, his hand wrapping around the tie that bound Teddy's hands together. There was no holding back, simply fucking Teddy as hard as he could; the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. It could have been after a moment or after ages of this delicious torment, time was simply lost in the ecstasy, but then Scorpius' fingers were shaking as he attempted to untie the silk that wrapped around Teddy's wrists. It was after a long moment that Scorpius finally managed to unknot the tie, and Teddy groaned, rolling his wrists at the freedom given. He didn't have a chance to revel in it though, as Scorpius pulled out quickly and pushed Teddy's body down onto the bed. Teddy didn't - couldn't(?) wouldn't(?) - protest; his body pliant under Scorpius' hands. Teddy was rolled onto his back and found himself staring up at Scorpius' panting, desperate face, knowing that his own must be a mirror image of that same need.
"Come here, Albus," Scorpius said, his voice harsh.
That was the last thing that was said between the two, before Scorpius reached out toward Albus's cock, wrapping his hand around the pale flesh. Scorpius stared at it for a moment, before shaking his head. Then Scorpius began to stroke, his fingers on his own cock moving with the same rhythm on Albus'. Teddy watched wide-eyed, pupils blown, able to move but not wanting to. Teddy's mouth worked against the gag as Scorpius jerked them both off, panting with want, the desire to feel their come all over him warring against the redness that seemed to be burnt onto his cheeks and creeping into his hair. When Scorpius jerked silently, the curses passing through his lips faltering, though, the embarrassment faded in a muffled moan. Scorpius fucked his hand for a few more moments before he came over Teddy's erection and thighs in long spurts, wet and warm on Teddy's sweaty skin. Teddy begged Scorpius with his eyes. The tension strained every muscle in Teddy's body while his hands buried and twisted in the sheets. Scorpius' rhythm on Albus' cock faltered and Scorpius leant down, grip slipping for a moment to grab at his wand.
A mumbled, barely audible word later and the spell holding Teddy's orgasm back was removed. Scorpius' strokes on Albus' cock returned to their previous rhythm and speed, determined to bring Albus to his second and Teddy to his first orgasms that night. Only a few strokes later Albus came with a shout, spilling himself over Scorpius' hand and Teddy's stomach. It was that which sent Teddy over the edge, not a finger laid on his cock, whimpering and sobbing Scorpius' name as his hips jerked into thin air, pools of come staining his tanned stomach and legs.
There was silence.
Scorpius leant down across Teddy, his forehead resting against Teddy's, breathing him in for a moment. Scorpius' lips brushed over the tanned skin of Teddy's cheek before he straightened, rolling Teddy's head to the side and getting a tired groan for his troubles. A smile covered Scorpius' face as he unhooked the gag, freeing Teddy's mouth, and taking the opportunity to slide his fingers through the dark, pink strands which were stuck to the back of Teddy's neck with sweat. Teddy opened and closed his mouth a few times, experimentally, before offering Scorpius a tired smile and leaning up on his elbows to press their lips together.
For the first time since he had arrived, Albus felt a third wheel in the situation. Edging off the bed, he took the time to watch Scorpius murmur cleaning spells and help Teddy move to the pillows, where Teddy rolled over onto his side and curled slightly, finding a comfortable spot. Shaking his head, trying to ignore the ache at the familiar movements, Albus turned back towards the door through which he had entered and walked towards it on shaky legs.
"Albus, wait."
Scorpius needn't have said anything, since he then grabbed Albus' upper arm and turned Albus bodily. Their mouths were together the next instant, working and sliding against each other, tongues and lips and teeth in what Albus thought was near-perfection. But it was Scorpius who broke away, his grey eyes soft when he spoke.
"That's it, you know. It's over now."
Albus didn't answer. He couldn't. Not verbally. So instead, he nodded, and turned to flee as fast as his fucked-out legs could manage.
Before he shut the door behind him, Albus took one last look at the curled up form of Teddy, and the retreating back of Scorpius approaching the bed once more. Biting at his lip, Albus let the image linger in his mind. Even as the door shut with a click, Albus had to wonder if that had been enough.