With Authority (PG-13)
Title: With Authority
Prompt: http://i55.tinypic.com/34947m9.jpg
Author: ladielazarus
Summary: A night at Rose and Scorpius's London Townhouse
Rating: PG-13, maybe R
Warnings: Partial nudity, I suppose. Not full frontal or anything, but definitely suggestive.
Word Count: (if applicable) ~1440
"It will. I promise. Mother and Father promise that they'll keep him in line."
"Are they planning to put him under Imperio?"
"I asked the same question." Scorpius chuckled, but noticed that Rose wasn't amused and quickly stopped.
"And?"
"Well, obviously they're not planning that, but if he decides to open his ridiculously prejudiced mouth, we will simply leave. I'm hardly going to subject you to a blood purist rant on your birthday or otherwise. I categorically refuse on principle alone."
"You do?"
"Of course I do. That sort of abhorrent behaviour will not be tolerated when it's directed toward my fiancee. I simply won't have it."
Rose suddenly drained her glass and set it down on the counter.
"Would you like some more?" Scorpius held up the bottle
She cocked her head to the side, considering the option.
"I don't think so. I'll tell you what I would like, though."
"What?"
Rose, instead of answering, reached up underneath her skirt.
Scorpius was almost prepared to ask her what she was doing, but before he could, her hands re-emerged, pushing blue lace knickers down her legs. She let them drop onto the pale green tile of the kitchen floor, smiling in a completely guileless way.
"I would like you to come over here."
He didn't need to be told twice, crossing the kitchen in four strides while she unbuttoned her shirt, letting it fall open as she leaned backwards on the counter.
"Not that I mind," he started as he slid pale, slim hands over her torso, making her gasp and shiver, "but where in the world did this come from?"
"Well, you were right. I haven't been around a lot lately. I miss you." She leaned forward, undoing the tie noted around his neck. It was his turn to shiver now at the feeling of the silk sliding against his collar while she dropped it to the floor. It landed on the knickers. Scorpius thought, to himself, that he'd enjoy a photograph of that image.
"The feeling is mutual, I assure you." He grinned, pushing her shirt down her arms.
"Besides," she continued, "I sort of love when you get authoritative like that on my behalf."
"Ah." He grinned, leaning in to kiss her jaw right underneath her ear. She groaned in a completely delicious way. "In that case, I'm afraid I'm also going to have to inform you that I refuse to allow you to remain clothed for much longer. It's counterproductive and I'm just not going to stand for it."
"Right." Rose pushed him backwards slightly and jumped from the counter. She slid her shirt the rest of the way off and dropped it onto the floor with the other clothing. She turned and walked towards the door.
"Are you going somewhere, darling?"
Rose turned, a look of forced innocence on her face.
"You said that you wouldn't stand for it. I assumed that that meant that you wanted to lie down."
She headed out of the kitchen and towards the stairs. Scorpius followed, a large grin splitting his face.
His evening was quickly looking up.
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Poll With Authority
Prompt: http://i55.tinypic.com/34947m9.jpg
Author: ladielazarus
Summary: A night at Rose and Scorpius's London Townhouse
Rating: PG-13, maybe R
Warnings: Partial nudity, I suppose. Not full frontal or anything, but definitely suggestive.
Word Count: (if applicable) ~1440
"It will. I promise. Mother and Father promise that they'll keep him in line."
"Are they planning to put him under Imperio?"
"I asked the same question." Scorpius chuckled, but noticed that Rose wasn't amused and quickly stopped.
"And?"
"Well, obviously they're not planning that, but if he decides to open his ridiculously prejudiced mouth, we will simply leave. I'm hardly going to subject you to a blood purist rant on your birthday or otherwise. I categorically refuse on principle alone."
"You do?"
"Of course I do. That sort of abhorrent behaviour will not be tolerated when it's directed toward my fiancee. I simply won't have it."
Rose suddenly drained her glass and set it down on the counter.
"Would you like some more?" Scorpius held up the bottle
She cocked her head to the side, considering the option.
"I don't think so. I'll tell you what I would like, though."
"What?"
Rose, instead of answering, reached up underneath her skirt.
Scorpius was almost prepared to ask her what she was doing, but before he could, her hands re-emerged, pushing blue lace knickers down her legs. She let them drop onto the pale green tile of the kitchen floor, smiling in a completely guileless way.
"I would like you to come over here."
He didn't need to be told twice, crossing the kitchen in four strides while she unbuttoned her shirt, letting it fall open as she leaned backwards on the counter.
"Not that I mind," he started as he slid pale, slim hands over her torso, making her gasp and shiver, "but where in the world did this come from?"
"Well, you were right. I haven't been around a lot lately. I miss you." She leaned forward, undoing the tie noted around his neck. It was his turn to shiver now at the feeling of the silk sliding against his collar while she dropped it to the floor. It landed on the knickers. Scorpius thought, to himself, that he'd enjoy a photograph of that image.
"The feeling is mutual, I assure you." He grinned, pushing her shirt down her arms.
"Besides," she continued, "I sort of love when you get authoritative like that on my behalf."
"Ah." He grinned, leaning in to kiss her jaw right underneath her ear. She groaned in a completely delicious way. "In that case, I'm afraid I'm also going to have to inform you that I refuse to allow you to remain clothed for much longer. It's counterproductive and I'm just not going to stand for it."
"Right." Rose pushed him backwards slightly and jumped from the counter. She slid her shirt the rest of the way off and dropped it onto the floor with the other clothing. She turned and walked towards the door.
"Are you going somewhere, darling?"
Rose turned, a look of forced innocence on her face.
"You said that you wouldn't stand for it. I assumed that that meant that you wanted to lie down."
She headed out of the kitchen and towards the stairs. Scorpius followed, a large grin splitting his face.
His evening was quickly looking up.
Please take a quick minute to rate this entry. The top three entries will receive an award. Please do not vote for your own submission. This poll will be closed on November 14th.
Poll With Authority