December Challenge 2011 - Prompt 26 to 31
Author: wintervixen86
House: Ravenclaw
Summary: Prompt responses for prompts 26 to 31
Word Count: 843
Challenge: December Challenge 2011
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Only J.K. Rowling and her people owns them.
Prompt #26. Hogwarts for the Holidays
They ate in silence, and Scorpius noticed a blob of orange jelly on the corner of Albus’ mouth. Before he could think, he reached out, swiping at it with his finger. Their eyes locked, and Scorpius froze, his hand still at Albus’ mouth.
Oh God, what was he doing?
He stayed in place, not breathing as he and Albus stared at each other in muted silence. Before Scorpius could process what was happening, Albus’ tongue curled out and licked the jelly from his finger. A jolt of desire ran through Scorpius, and he swallowed thickly, his throat suddenly dry.
Albus turned his head just a bit and sucked Scorpius’ finger into his mouth.
As Scorpius moaned low in his throat, Albus yanked him close, and they were kissing. Scorpius’ head swam from the explosion of sensations he felt.
He was actually kissing another man.
***
Prompt #27. Family Celebrations
Sergio stood on Fernando’s doorstep, mouth dry, palms sweating. His grip on the twelve pack of German beer wasn’t exactly loosening, but it was close. Why the fuck was he so nervous? He had balls of steel when they were training together, but Fernando’s birthday party was making him as nervous as a naked virgin in a locker room full of football players.
Muted music and an explosion of muffled laughter seeped through the door. He tucked the wrapped package under his arm, took a deep breath, and rang the doorbell.
Seconds later, a flushed, laughing Fernando opened the door. “Sergio, hi, c’mon in.”
***
Prompt #28. Spiked eggnog
Albus didn’t know where to look. On the one hand, there was the entire Hogwarts faculty, many of whom had consumed far too much eggnog and were starting to resemble that embarrassing family member you desperately try to ignore. On the other hand, there was Scorpius, the only other student to stay at Hogwarts over the Christmas break, who was currently looking mighty pleased with himself.
“You spiked the eggnog, didn’t you?” Albus asked flatly.
Scorpius smirked. “Maybe.”
Albus eyed the full glass of eggnog in front of him and hesitated only briefly before gulping it down. If he was going to make it through Christmas lunch, then he was going to need some help. The eggnog burned down his throat and Albus spluttered, “You could have made the spiking a little less obvious.”
Scorpius shrugged and sipped his own drink. “I don’t see anyone complaining.”
***
Prompt #29. Weasley sweaters
“What in the world?”
The voice was bewildered and more than a little horrified. Albus looked up from the stack of gifts around the tree to see Scorpius pulling a bright green lumpy jumper from a large stack of wrapping paper. He held the jumper up in front of him and wrinkled his nose in distaste. “What is it?”
Albus smiled. “Mrs Weasley knitted you a jumper.”
“Why would she do that?”
“It’s tradition. Mrs Weasley always knits everyone a jumper. Look-” Albus sorted through the stack of gifts, extracting his own package. He tore it open quickly and held a navy blue jumper up for Scorpius to see.
“Oh Merlin, it’s hideous,” Scorpius moaned. “I’m not supposed to wear this am I? She couldn’t possibly be offended if I don’t.”
Albus pulled his jumper on over his head. “It’s tradition, Scorpius.”
Grumbling Scorpius pulled on the jumper. After all, it was tradition. The fact that the jumper was lovely and warm had nothing to do with it, nothing at all.
***
Prompt #30. Snowed in
“We aren’t going anywhere.”
Scorpius stepped up behind Albus and wrapped his arms tight around the other boys waist. He kissed Albus’ shoulder, not even bothering to look out the window. “There is nothing wrong with being snowed in.”
Albus smiled. “I can think of a couple of reasons.”
“On the bright side,” Scorpius murmured against Albus’ neck, “you’re stuck with me for the day.”
Albus turned in his arms, clasping Scorpius’ cheeks gently and bringing their lips together. “Who says that is a good thing?” he teased.
“Shut up,” Scorpius whispered amused, kissing Albus again and again before sealing their lips together. “Come back to bed with me.”
“Sounds like a perfect way to spend the day.”
***
Prompt #31: A kiss at midnight
Taking a deep breath for courage, Albus leaned down and lightly pressed his lips against Scorpius’, giving him a soft, sweet kiss. Just when Albus was about to pull away, Scorpius reached up and slid his hand to the back of his neck and pulled him closer. Scorpius’ warm, wet tongue nudged at his lips, begging for entrance. Albus opened his mouth and Scorpius slid his tongue over his own.
Scorpius tasted wonderful. The faint flavor of coffee and the sweetness of the cakes from earlier lingered. Albus pressed his mouth more firmly against Scorpius’ and cupped his face between his hands. As their tongue’s slid against each other, Albus heard a moan and realised it came from him. God, he wanted to kiss this boy forever.
House: Ravenclaw
Summary: Prompt responses for prompts 26 to 31
Word Count: 843
Challenge: December Challenge 2011
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Only J.K. Rowling and her people owns them.
Prompt #26. Hogwarts for the Holidays
They ate in silence, and Scorpius noticed a blob of orange jelly on the corner of Albus’ mouth. Before he could think, he reached out, swiping at it with his finger. Their eyes locked, and Scorpius froze, his hand still at Albus’ mouth.
Oh God, what was he doing?
He stayed in place, not breathing as he and Albus stared at each other in muted silence. Before Scorpius could process what was happening, Albus’ tongue curled out and licked the jelly from his finger. A jolt of desire ran through Scorpius, and he swallowed thickly, his throat suddenly dry.
Albus turned his head just a bit and sucked Scorpius’ finger into his mouth.
As Scorpius moaned low in his throat, Albus yanked him close, and they were kissing. Scorpius’ head swam from the explosion of sensations he felt.
He was actually kissing another man.
***
Prompt #27. Family Celebrations
Sergio stood on Fernando’s doorstep, mouth dry, palms sweating. His grip on the twelve pack of German beer wasn’t exactly loosening, but it was close. Why the fuck was he so nervous? He had balls of steel when they were training together, but Fernando’s birthday party was making him as nervous as a naked virgin in a locker room full of football players.
Muted music and an explosion of muffled laughter seeped through the door. He tucked the wrapped package under his arm, took a deep breath, and rang the doorbell.
Seconds later, a flushed, laughing Fernando opened the door. “Sergio, hi, c’mon in.”
***
Prompt #28. Spiked eggnog
Albus didn’t know where to look. On the one hand, there was the entire Hogwarts faculty, many of whom had consumed far too much eggnog and were starting to resemble that embarrassing family member you desperately try to ignore. On the other hand, there was Scorpius, the only other student to stay at Hogwarts over the Christmas break, who was currently looking mighty pleased with himself.
“You spiked the eggnog, didn’t you?” Albus asked flatly.
Scorpius smirked. “Maybe.”
Albus eyed the full glass of eggnog in front of him and hesitated only briefly before gulping it down. If he was going to make it through Christmas lunch, then he was going to need some help. The eggnog burned down his throat and Albus spluttered, “You could have made the spiking a little less obvious.”
Scorpius shrugged and sipped his own drink. “I don’t see anyone complaining.”
***
Prompt #29. Weasley sweaters
“What in the world?”
The voice was bewildered and more than a little horrified. Albus looked up from the stack of gifts around the tree to see Scorpius pulling a bright green lumpy jumper from a large stack of wrapping paper. He held the jumper up in front of him and wrinkled his nose in distaste. “What is it?”
Albus smiled. “Mrs Weasley knitted you a jumper.”
“Why would she do that?”
“It’s tradition. Mrs Weasley always knits everyone a jumper. Look-” Albus sorted through the stack of gifts, extracting his own package. He tore it open quickly and held a navy blue jumper up for Scorpius to see.
“Oh Merlin, it’s hideous,” Scorpius moaned. “I’m not supposed to wear this am I? She couldn’t possibly be offended if I don’t.”
Albus pulled his jumper on over his head. “It’s tradition, Scorpius.”
Grumbling Scorpius pulled on the jumper. After all, it was tradition. The fact that the jumper was lovely and warm had nothing to do with it, nothing at all.
***
Prompt #30. Snowed in
“We aren’t going anywhere.”
Scorpius stepped up behind Albus and wrapped his arms tight around the other boys waist. He kissed Albus’ shoulder, not even bothering to look out the window. “There is nothing wrong with being snowed in.”
Albus smiled. “I can think of a couple of reasons.”
“On the bright side,” Scorpius murmured against Albus’ neck, “you’re stuck with me for the day.”
Albus turned in his arms, clasping Scorpius’ cheeks gently and bringing their lips together. “Who says that is a good thing?” he teased.
“Shut up,” Scorpius whispered amused, kissing Albus again and again before sealing their lips together. “Come back to bed with me.”
“Sounds like a perfect way to spend the day.”
***
Prompt #31: A kiss at midnight
Taking a deep breath for courage, Albus leaned down and lightly pressed his lips against Scorpius’, giving him a soft, sweet kiss. Just when Albus was about to pull away, Scorpius reached up and slid his hand to the back of his neck and pulled him closer. Scorpius’ warm, wet tongue nudged at his lips, begging for entrance. Albus opened his mouth and Scorpius slid his tongue over his own.
Scorpius tasted wonderful. The faint flavor of coffee and the sweetness of the cakes from earlier lingered. Albus pressed his mouth more firmly against Scorpius’ and cupped his face between his hands. As their tongue’s slid against each other, Albus heard a moan and realised it came from him. God, he wanted to kiss this boy forever.