"The Value of a Surprise" - A Gift for teenage_hustler
Title: The Value of a Surprise
Author/Artist: gryff_slytherin
Gift For: teenage_hustler
Summary: Rose decides to surprise Scorpius by fulfilling one of his fantasies.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexual Situations, spanking
Word Count: Art / 728
Artist's Note: I haven't done any art for approx. six years until I stumbled upon some of my old drawings and it inspired me to give it a go. For the most part, it's drawn using coloured pencils/pencil crayons, with minor usage of silver (Pilot permanent extra fine pen) and black (Pilot Hi-Tecpoint V5 pen). The Firewhisky is inspired by the photograph, "Firewhiskey", by nifflerfan, as I wasn't sure how Firewhisky looks like. And this plot bunny came into my head after I completed the drawing, so I decided to add it in. I hope you enjoy! =)
Ever since they exchanged fantasies, Rose had been itching to fulfill Scorpius’. She arrived outside of the Room of Requirement and paced three times. When she opened the door, she was pleased to find that it looked like an exact replica of Scorpius’ room at Malfoy Manor.
Time was of the essence and she really did want it to be a surprise. So, she began to get ready, as Scorpius was due to arrive in twenty minutes.
She took out a pair of fishnet stockings, a pair of red heels, make-up, and a bottle of Firewhisky that she had smuggled into Hogwarts. Two glasses appeared out of thin air of which she poured the Firewhisky into. A mirror appeared to aid her with her make-up and disappeared again when she was finished. She put on the stockings and heels, before neatly making sure that her Head Girl badge was pinned on.
Looking around the room, she smiled a sly smile and waited.
~*~
Scorpius hurried along the corridor, walking at a brisk pace. He was going to be late and hoped that Rose wasn’t going to be mad. She doesn’t like to wait.
Out of breath, he finally arrived at the Room of Requirement and thought of Rose while he paced back and forth. He opened the door and took an involuntary step back.
“Finally!” he heard Rose say.
He craned to see where Rose was. She was partially obstructed by the armchair and the angle at which it was placed upon.
“Sorry…I thought I went mad for a sec and Apparated home.”
As he stepped closer, he saw her place the glass of Firewhisky down on the table, stand up and turn towards him, letting her school robe drop. He took a sharp intake of breath. She was beautiful.
She sauntered towards him and began to strip. By the time she halted in front of him, the buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned and her skirt dropped. But her tie remained. His eyes were full of lust, as he quickly removed his robe and grabbed her, and kissed her hungrily. He began to walk her backwards towards the armchair, while getting rid of the rest of her clothing and depositing them onto the armchair. Her hands wandered and began to unbutton and remove his shirt.
He couldn’t help himself and bent her over the back of the armchair. She squealed, and then gasped when he spanked her on her rear end. He alternated from spanking her, and squeezing and massaging her breasts.
Rose was panting with want and tried to reach behind him to unbuckle his belt. The sensations Scorpius was giving her made her miss and grab his cock instead, making him groan with pleasure.
Not to be deterred, she began to stroke his cock at a quick pace.
He let go of her and reached for her hand. “Stop or I won’t last.” He knew and she knew that it was going to be a quick round of fucking. He hurriedly unbuckled his belt, dropped his trousers, and impaled her without warning.
“Ooh,” Rose gasped.
“Yes, that feels good,” he groaned.
He was pumping into her at a rigorous and fast pace, when he suddenly reached for her leg and bent it backwards towards him, changing the angle and making Rose moan louder. At some point, her other heel had been kicked off. She didn’t remember when, nor did she care.
She could feel that Scorpius was about to come when he started to pound into her even more erratically, and all the while grunting his delight. When he touched her clit, she became undone, screamed and came. He followed her soon after with half a dozen more strokes before slumping over her.
In an attempt to get off of her, he forgot that his pants were still pooling around his ankles and fell over, taking Rose with him. She giggled; he chuckled, before they both burst into laughter. Scorpius spied the ring on her forth finger and felt a wave of possessiveness towards Rose (not that he’d risk saying that out loud). As he reached for her hand and kissed the ring, he felt extremely lucky that such a brilliant and marvellous witch had agreed to marry him. Just him. And she was going to be forever his, as he was to be forever hers.
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Author/Artist: gryff_slytherin
Gift For: teenage_hustler
Summary: Rose decides to surprise Scorpius by fulfilling one of his fantasies.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexual Situations, spanking
Word Count: Art / 728
Artist's Note: I haven't done any art for approx. six years until I stumbled upon some of my old drawings and it inspired me to give it a go. For the most part, it's drawn using coloured pencils/pencil crayons, with minor usage of silver (Pilot permanent extra fine pen) and black (Pilot Hi-Tecpoint V5 pen). The Firewhisky is inspired by the photograph, "Firewhiskey", by nifflerfan, as I wasn't sure how Firewhisky looks like. And this plot bunny came into my head after I completed the drawing, so I decided to add it in. I hope you enjoy! =)
Ever since they exchanged fantasies, Rose had been itching to fulfill Scorpius’. She arrived outside of the Room of Requirement and paced three times. When she opened the door, she was pleased to find that it looked like an exact replica of Scorpius’ room at Malfoy Manor.
Time was of the essence and she really did want it to be a surprise. So, she began to get ready, as Scorpius was due to arrive in twenty minutes.
She took out a pair of fishnet stockings, a pair of red heels, make-up, and a bottle of Firewhisky that she had smuggled into Hogwarts. Two glasses appeared out of thin air of which she poured the Firewhisky into. A mirror appeared to aid her with her make-up and disappeared again when she was finished. She put on the stockings and heels, before neatly making sure that her Head Girl badge was pinned on.
Looking around the room, she smiled a sly smile and waited.
~*~
Scorpius hurried along the corridor, walking at a brisk pace. He was going to be late and hoped that Rose wasn’t going to be mad. She doesn’t like to wait.
Out of breath, he finally arrived at the Room of Requirement and thought of Rose while he paced back and forth. He opened the door and took an involuntary step back.
“Finally!” he heard Rose say.
He craned to see where Rose was. She was partially obstructed by the armchair and the angle at which it was placed upon.
“Sorry…I thought I went mad for a sec and Apparated home.”
As he stepped closer, he saw her place the glass of Firewhisky down on the table, stand up and turn towards him, letting her school robe drop. He took a sharp intake of breath. She was beautiful.
She sauntered towards him and began to strip. By the time she halted in front of him, the buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned and her skirt dropped. But her tie remained. His eyes were full of lust, as he quickly removed his robe and grabbed her, and kissed her hungrily. He began to walk her backwards towards the armchair, while getting rid of the rest of her clothing and depositing them onto the armchair. Her hands wandered and began to unbutton and remove his shirt.
He couldn’t help himself and bent her over the back of the armchair. She squealed, and then gasped when he spanked her on her rear end. He alternated from spanking her, and squeezing and massaging her breasts.
Rose was panting with want and tried to reach behind him to unbuckle his belt. The sensations Scorpius was giving her made her miss and grab his cock instead, making him groan with pleasure.
Not to be deterred, she began to stroke his cock at a quick pace.
He let go of her and reached for her hand. “Stop or I won’t last.” He knew and she knew that it was going to be a quick round of fucking. He hurriedly unbuckled his belt, dropped his trousers, and impaled her without warning.
“Ooh,” Rose gasped.
“Yes, that feels good,” he groaned.
He was pumping into her at a rigorous and fast pace, when he suddenly reached for her leg and bent it backwards towards him, changing the angle and making Rose moan louder. At some point, her other heel had been kicked off. She didn’t remember when, nor did she care.
She could feel that Scorpius was about to come when he started to pound into her even more erratically, and all the while grunting his delight. When he touched her clit, she became undone, screamed and came. He followed her soon after with half a dozen more strokes before slumping over her.
In an attempt to get off of her, he forgot that his pants were still pooling around his ankles and fell over, taking Rose with him. She giggled; he chuckled, before they both burst into laughter. Scorpius spied the ring on her forth finger and felt a wave of possessiveness towards Rose (not that he’d risk saying that out loud). As he reached for her hand and kissed the ring, he felt extremely lucky that such a brilliant and marvellous witch had agreed to marry him. Just him. And she was going to be forever his, as he was to be forever hers.
(Click to enlarge.)