Hidden Desires [James Sirius/Albus Severus]
Title: Hidden Desire
Creator: digthewriter
Pairing(s)/Character(s): James Sirius/Albus Severus, Scorpius/OFC, Draco/Harry (blink and you'll miss it)
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings (Highlight to view):*Incest*
Word Count/Art Medium: ~2075
Author Notes: All my thanks to capitu and anemonen for the beta! All the remaining mistakes are mine! Written for hprare-cliche valentine's day fest 2015
Summary: Albus and James are both at a masquerade and find themselves attracted to each other (not knowing who they are). They start hooking up and the masks come off.
Hidden DesireFrom the second the man placed his hand in Albus's, Albus had felt something familiar about him. He couldn't place how he'd known the man, but the fact that they were both in masks, really did make it rather difficult for him to determine that.
The ball was known for its anonymity, and Albus had agreed to its rules. He was to not remove his mask at any cost, neither was he to request anyone there to reveal themselves. If he found someone to spend his time with, that was based solely on each person's prerogative. The rules were simple, and Albus was glad for them when he'd arrived, but, he also hadn't expected to actually find someone to get physical with.
The man had approached him. He'd whispered in Albus's ear, hot and sultry, and Albus was all but putty in the enigmatic man's hands. He offered to buy Albus a drink, and they'd drank, and danced, and the man really knew how to place his hands and where.
Albus never wanted to be with anyone as desperately. He felt the heat of their bodies through their robes and as their gazes had connected through the mysterious masks, Albus knew he wanted to look into them forever. He wanted those eyes on him as he took in the man's cock and pleasure him; he wanted those eyes on him as the man watched himself fucking Albus, as he watched Albus come.
Merlin, what in the bloody hell was wrong with him? He'd not had such illicit thoughts as these since-no, Albus wasn't going to think about that tonight. That was the reason he was there tonight-the reason he wanted to forget.
"My friend reserved a private booth in the back..." Albus said, hesitantly. Sure, they'd danced together, and the man had pulled Albus close, making Albus feel his erection against his thigh, but, asking him to take it further-he didn't want to embarrass himself.
"What makes you sure that he isn't using it for himself?" the man asked Albus; his husky voice reminding Albus something familiar.
"He's found company for the night and has left," Albus answered, biting his lower lip. Fucking hell, he was nervous and did he want to taste this man wickedly!
The man stepped closer and brushed his thumb across Albus's lower lip. "Then what are we waiting for?" he asked and allowed Albus to lead him away.
Albus reached the entry to private booth area and the concierge asked him for his key. He handed her the key Scorpius had given him before he'd slipped away with a pink-haired woman that donned a purple mask. Evidently, they'd decided that anonymous sex in a booth wasn't for them and they really wanted to just shag on a bed. Albus knew that Scorp was undoubtedly going to her house because there was no way Draco and his dad would have allowed Scorp to bring someone home for the night. He wondered for a moment how he'd explain coming home alone, but tried not to think about that just yet. He had his affairs to worry about; his own demons to forget.
The moment they'd entered the booth, Albus had barely closed the door when the man all but attacked him. His lips were on Albus's collarbone and his hands roamed everywhere. He'd taken the liberty to familiarise himself with Albus's body and all Albus worried about was keeping his whimpers low until he'd placed a Privacy Charm.
"Gods, I want you," the man mumbled and grabbed the back of Albus's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Albus gasped in surprise and the man determinedly shoved his tongue inside Albus's mouth.
Albus couldn't help but get just a little bit annoyed at the man's boldness. It was like he was there with his brother, James, who always just took whatever he felt like, and asked questions later.
Albus groaned at the thought of James. Fuck, that was the reason he was there tonight, because he didn't want to think about James. He didn't want to want James the way he did-to not touch himself every night, dreaming of James's hands on him.
He pushed the man back, in anger, not at him, but at James for creeping back into his thoughts. The man's eyes widened in surprise, and Albus fell to his knees. He started to unbutton the man's trousers and ignored his own erection that was pressing against his pants.
He looked up at the man and their gazes locked again. "Do you want this?" Albus asked, struggling to sound calm and collected. The man nodded frantically, and Albus returned to his task. He revealed the hard, long cock and licked the head, only to feel the man shudder.
"Oh, baby..." the man whispered, his voice so gruff, that Albus's own cock twitched again.
Albus's hands reached back to grasp the man's arse and then he licked the head again. The man whimpered above him, muttering incoherently. Albus did it again, and again, until the man had all but grabbed Albus's hair in his fists and was practically shoving his cock down Albus's throat. "Do it. Do it. Do it, please," he begged Albus and Albus was happy to oblige.
As the man continued to seize Albus's hair and guide the rhythm for him, Albus realised that his mask was only getting in the way. He released the man's arse cheek to remove his mask and threw it on the floor, then he returned his attention to pleasing the man. He really did make the most delicious sounds and Albus had nearly forgotten all his woes.
Albus sucked hard and fast, playing with the man's balls and he could feel that he was close. Albus's own cock was throbbing, begging for a release. He didn't know if he wanted to continue sucking this man and let him come in his mouth or if he really just wanted to go all the way and let him fuck Albus. Gods, Albus wanted to be fucked. Good and proper. Ever since he'd realised who he really desired, it was difficult for Albus to want anyone else, and not having the release he so wanted, was driving him mad.
"Not like this," Albus said, finally when he released the man's cock from his mouth and nuzzled it.
"How do you want me?" the man asked, as if he'd read Albus's mind.
Albus looked away from the man and turned to face the wall. His mask was just a reach away but he didn't want to put it back on. He stayed facing away from the man and began to undress.
The mystery man made a noise that Albus didn't quite recognise. "What is it?" he asked.
"There's something so familiar about you," he said, "something so damn sexy..."
"Fuck me," Albus demanded and spread his legs.
"With pleasure," the man answered and dropped to his knees.
Albus gasped when he realised that instead of slicking his hole with lube, the man had opted to stick his tongue inside Albus. This was definitely a first for Albus, and he was worried that he would climax just like that, without a hand laid on him.
The man's tongue darted in and out of Albus for a long while until it was beginning to be too much. "Please..." Albus struggled-he didn't know what to call the man. "Just fuck me, already!" he said pushing back on the man's tongue.
A moment later, he felt the man's cock press against his entrance and he leaned in to whisper something in Albus's ear. Albus turned his head right then to capture the man's lips when the man stepped back. His mouth wide open, and his masked eyes looking horrified.
"What?" Albus asked. His body was still turned towards the wall and only his neck had turned to look at the man.
"Fucking hell," the man muttered.
"What the fuck is it?" Albus asked and turned completely to face the man. "Do you recognise me or something?" he said when it dawned on him that he wasn't wearing his mask.
The man only shook his head, but it wasn't in denial, it was in disbelief.
"Who are you?" Albus asked.
The man removed his mask and Albus's heart sank with the shock of a lifetime when he came face-to-face with his brother, James Sirius Potter.
"Jamie?" Albus asked, still staggering with the realisation of it all.
"What are you doing here, Albus?" James asked.
"I could ask you the same question," Albus retorted, his arms crossed.
"Is this-is this where you and Scorpius were coming to, tonight?" James asked, ignoring Albus's response. Typical.
"Clearly, an inclination towards anonymous sex runs in the family," Albus said. His arms were still crossed and he was in his usual defensive position (as was normal when it came to him and James), but Albus couldn't deny how turned on he still was, and how desperately he wanted his brother to fuck him.
"I can't-I can't believe this," James said. Albus was slightly thankful that his brother was more shocked and didn't sound the least bit disgusted.
Albus took a step towards James who stayed still. "Are you telling me you didn't like it?" he asked and ran his hand through James's hair; something he'd wanted to do for a very long time.
"Al, don't-"
"Come on, Jamie," Albus said, trying to sound seductive, "finish what you started." He leaned in and brushed his lips against James's ear. "I've tasted you, and you've tasted me-now finish the job, big brother."
"Al-"
Before James could protest, Albus's mouth was on James's and they were kissing again. This time, Albus shoved his tongue into James's mouth, with fervour.
Their hard cocks brushed against each other's and Albus moaned into James's mouth. He grabbed both their erections and started to rub them together. Albus had a feeling that it was going to take James some time to come around with the idea that he was about to push his cock inside Albus and fuck him. Fuck him the way he always wanted to be fucked by his brother, so Albus decided to do the next best thing.
When they broke the kiss, Albus continued to stroke his own cock against James's. "You feel so good, Jamie. Just like I always dreamt," Albus groaned and then he was spilling all over his hand and James's cock.
James looked down at Albus's hand that was still wrapped around his cock. He licked his lips and was about to say something when Albus cut him off again. "Do you want me to finish sucking you off?"
James shook his head.
Albus was scared that James was going to pull away-Disapparate, and leave Albus all alone in that booth. "I want you, Jamie...." Albus leaned in to kiss his brother and struggled to not sound as needy as he felt.
"I want you too," James replied, turning Albus around and pushed him against the wall. Before Albus could come to terms with the reality that this was really happening, James was inside him. "Fucking hell, Al...you're so bloody hot. You tease me so much and then you..." James's words became incoherent as he pounded into Albus and didn't stop until he was coming inside him.
All Albus could do was brace against the wall and feel his brother in him. All of his wildest dreams were coming true and he just prayed that he wouldn't lose it right then and there.
They dressed in silence and it was awkward, to say the least. Eventually, James looked up and locked his gaze with Albus again-this time, without the mask.
"So, I-" Albus started to say.
"Maybe we should go home and talk?" James asked.
Albus nodded. "Sure. Talk is good." He smiled and ran his hand through his hair. The words you tease me so much and then you... were running through his head.
James walked up to Albus and diminished the distance between them completely. He leaned in and kissed Albus, long and hard. "Well, maybe we can go home and fuck a couple more times before talking?"
Albus grinned and nodded again. A moment later, James had Disapparated them to his bed. Albus prayed that Scorpius would stay out all night so he could pretend to, also.
THE END
Creator: digthewriter
Pairing(s)/Character(s): James Sirius/Albus Severus, Scorpius/OFC, Draco/Harry (blink and you'll miss it)
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings (Highlight to view):*Incest*
Word Count/Art Medium: ~2075
Author Notes: All my thanks to capitu and anemonen for the beta! All the remaining mistakes are mine! Written for hprare-cliche valentine's day fest 2015
Summary: Albus and James are both at a masquerade and find themselves attracted to each other (not knowing who they are). They start hooking up and the masks come off.
Hidden DesireFrom the second the man placed his hand in Albus's, Albus had felt something familiar about him. He couldn't place how he'd known the man, but the fact that they were both in masks, really did make it rather difficult for him to determine that.
The ball was known for its anonymity, and Albus had agreed to its rules. He was to not remove his mask at any cost, neither was he to request anyone there to reveal themselves. If he found someone to spend his time with, that was based solely on each person's prerogative. The rules were simple, and Albus was glad for them when he'd arrived, but, he also hadn't expected to actually find someone to get physical with.
The man had approached him. He'd whispered in Albus's ear, hot and sultry, and Albus was all but putty in the enigmatic man's hands. He offered to buy Albus a drink, and they'd drank, and danced, and the man really knew how to place his hands and where.
Albus never wanted to be with anyone as desperately. He felt the heat of their bodies through their robes and as their gazes had connected through the mysterious masks, Albus knew he wanted to look into them forever. He wanted those eyes on him as he took in the man's cock and pleasure him; he wanted those eyes on him as the man watched himself fucking Albus, as he watched Albus come.
Merlin, what in the bloody hell was wrong with him? He'd not had such illicit thoughts as these since-no, Albus wasn't going to think about that tonight. That was the reason he was there tonight-the reason he wanted to forget.
"My friend reserved a private booth in the back..." Albus said, hesitantly. Sure, they'd danced together, and the man had pulled Albus close, making Albus feel his erection against his thigh, but, asking him to take it further-he didn't want to embarrass himself.
"What makes you sure that he isn't using it for himself?" the man asked Albus; his husky voice reminding Albus something familiar.
"He's found company for the night and has left," Albus answered, biting his lower lip. Fucking hell, he was nervous and did he want to taste this man wickedly!
The man stepped closer and brushed his thumb across Albus's lower lip. "Then what are we waiting for?" he asked and allowed Albus to lead him away.
Albus reached the entry to private booth area and the concierge asked him for his key. He handed her the key Scorpius had given him before he'd slipped away with a pink-haired woman that donned a purple mask. Evidently, they'd decided that anonymous sex in a booth wasn't for them and they really wanted to just shag on a bed. Albus knew that Scorp was undoubtedly going to her house because there was no way Draco and his dad would have allowed Scorp to bring someone home for the night. He wondered for a moment how he'd explain coming home alone, but tried not to think about that just yet. He had his affairs to worry about; his own demons to forget.
The moment they'd entered the booth, Albus had barely closed the door when the man all but attacked him. His lips were on Albus's collarbone and his hands roamed everywhere. He'd taken the liberty to familiarise himself with Albus's body and all Albus worried about was keeping his whimpers low until he'd placed a Privacy Charm.
"Gods, I want you," the man mumbled and grabbed the back of Albus's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Albus gasped in surprise and the man determinedly shoved his tongue inside Albus's mouth.
Albus couldn't help but get just a little bit annoyed at the man's boldness. It was like he was there with his brother, James, who always just took whatever he felt like, and asked questions later.
Albus groaned at the thought of James. Fuck, that was the reason he was there tonight, because he didn't want to think about James. He didn't want to want James the way he did-to not touch himself every night, dreaming of James's hands on him.
He pushed the man back, in anger, not at him, but at James for creeping back into his thoughts. The man's eyes widened in surprise, and Albus fell to his knees. He started to unbutton the man's trousers and ignored his own erection that was pressing against his pants.
He looked up at the man and their gazes locked again. "Do you want this?" Albus asked, struggling to sound calm and collected. The man nodded frantically, and Albus returned to his task. He revealed the hard, long cock and licked the head, only to feel the man shudder.
"Oh, baby..." the man whispered, his voice so gruff, that Albus's own cock twitched again.
Albus's hands reached back to grasp the man's arse and then he licked the head again. The man whimpered above him, muttering incoherently. Albus did it again, and again, until the man had all but grabbed Albus's hair in his fists and was practically shoving his cock down Albus's throat. "Do it. Do it. Do it, please," he begged Albus and Albus was happy to oblige.
As the man continued to seize Albus's hair and guide the rhythm for him, Albus realised that his mask was only getting in the way. He released the man's arse cheek to remove his mask and threw it on the floor, then he returned his attention to pleasing the man. He really did make the most delicious sounds and Albus had nearly forgotten all his woes.
Albus sucked hard and fast, playing with the man's balls and he could feel that he was close. Albus's own cock was throbbing, begging for a release. He didn't know if he wanted to continue sucking this man and let him come in his mouth or if he really just wanted to go all the way and let him fuck Albus. Gods, Albus wanted to be fucked. Good and proper. Ever since he'd realised who he really desired, it was difficult for Albus to want anyone else, and not having the release he so wanted, was driving him mad.
"Not like this," Albus said, finally when he released the man's cock from his mouth and nuzzled it.
"How do you want me?" the man asked, as if he'd read Albus's mind.
Albus looked away from the man and turned to face the wall. His mask was just a reach away but he didn't want to put it back on. He stayed facing away from the man and began to undress.
The mystery man made a noise that Albus didn't quite recognise. "What is it?" he asked.
"There's something so familiar about you," he said, "something so damn sexy..."
"Fuck me," Albus demanded and spread his legs.
"With pleasure," the man answered and dropped to his knees.
Albus gasped when he realised that instead of slicking his hole with lube, the man had opted to stick his tongue inside Albus. This was definitely a first for Albus, and he was worried that he would climax just like that, without a hand laid on him.
The man's tongue darted in and out of Albus for a long while until it was beginning to be too much. "Please..." Albus struggled-he didn't know what to call the man. "Just fuck me, already!" he said pushing back on the man's tongue.
A moment later, he felt the man's cock press against his entrance and he leaned in to whisper something in Albus's ear. Albus turned his head right then to capture the man's lips when the man stepped back. His mouth wide open, and his masked eyes looking horrified.
"What?" Albus asked. His body was still turned towards the wall and only his neck had turned to look at the man.
"Fucking hell," the man muttered.
"What the fuck is it?" Albus asked and turned completely to face the man. "Do you recognise me or something?" he said when it dawned on him that he wasn't wearing his mask.
The man only shook his head, but it wasn't in denial, it was in disbelief.
"Who are you?" Albus asked.
The man removed his mask and Albus's heart sank with the shock of a lifetime when he came face-to-face with his brother, James Sirius Potter.
"Jamie?" Albus asked, still staggering with the realisation of it all.
"What are you doing here, Albus?" James asked.
"I could ask you the same question," Albus retorted, his arms crossed.
"Is this-is this where you and Scorpius were coming to, tonight?" James asked, ignoring Albus's response. Typical.
"Clearly, an inclination towards anonymous sex runs in the family," Albus said. His arms were still crossed and he was in his usual defensive position (as was normal when it came to him and James), but Albus couldn't deny how turned on he still was, and how desperately he wanted his brother to fuck him.
"I can't-I can't believe this," James said. Albus was slightly thankful that his brother was more shocked and didn't sound the least bit disgusted.
Albus took a step towards James who stayed still. "Are you telling me you didn't like it?" he asked and ran his hand through James's hair; something he'd wanted to do for a very long time.
"Al, don't-"
"Come on, Jamie," Albus said, trying to sound seductive, "finish what you started." He leaned in and brushed his lips against James's ear. "I've tasted you, and you've tasted me-now finish the job, big brother."
"Al-"
Before James could protest, Albus's mouth was on James's and they were kissing again. This time, Albus shoved his tongue into James's mouth, with fervour.
Their hard cocks brushed against each other's and Albus moaned into James's mouth. He grabbed both their erections and started to rub them together. Albus had a feeling that it was going to take James some time to come around with the idea that he was about to push his cock inside Albus and fuck him. Fuck him the way he always wanted to be fucked by his brother, so Albus decided to do the next best thing.
When they broke the kiss, Albus continued to stroke his own cock against James's. "You feel so good, Jamie. Just like I always dreamt," Albus groaned and then he was spilling all over his hand and James's cock.
James looked down at Albus's hand that was still wrapped around his cock. He licked his lips and was about to say something when Albus cut him off again. "Do you want me to finish sucking you off?"
James shook his head.
Albus was scared that James was going to pull away-Disapparate, and leave Albus all alone in that booth. "I want you, Jamie...." Albus leaned in to kiss his brother and struggled to not sound as needy as he felt.
"I want you too," James replied, turning Albus around and pushed him against the wall. Before Albus could come to terms with the reality that this was really happening, James was inside him. "Fucking hell, Al...you're so bloody hot. You tease me so much and then you..." James's words became incoherent as he pounded into Albus and didn't stop until he was coming inside him.
All Albus could do was brace against the wall and feel his brother in him. All of his wildest dreams were coming true and he just prayed that he wouldn't lose it right then and there.
They dressed in silence and it was awkward, to say the least. Eventually, James looked up and locked his gaze with Albus again-this time, without the mask.
"So, I-" Albus started to say.
"Maybe we should go home and talk?" James asked.
Albus nodded. "Sure. Talk is good." He smiled and ran his hand through his hair. The words you tease me so much and then you... were running through his head.
James walked up to Albus and diminished the distance between them completely. He leaned in and kissed Albus, long and hard. "Well, maybe we can go home and fuck a couple more times before talking?"
Albus grinned and nodded again. A moment later, James had Disapparated them to his bed. Albus prayed that Scorpius would stay out all night so he could pretend to, also.
THE END