Best best friends
Best best friends
Ship: Scorpius/Rose
Rating: PG-13
Word count: ± 500
Summary: Rose can't hide something to her best best friend, even if it's a wet dream... with him...
Note: Thanks to my beta alexia-drake! And if it's not clear they are both in ravenclaw and in 5th year :)
Best best friends
She woke up startled, her breath catching in her throat. "Oh sweet Merlin," she moaned, feeling the wetness between her thighs.
Flashes of her dream invaded her mind as Scorpius stirred at her side in his bed. They were working hard for the OWLs and usually she didn't lose time to go back in her bed for the few hours of sleep they got and just stayed at Scorpius's.
It wasn't her first wet dream in her short life, but that the blond was part of it, hell yes! And she wasn't very comfortable with the idea. His lips against hers, his hand working up to find her right breast under her night dress. And most disturbing, him, his bookish slash fresh air smell and his satin blond hair. And all that arousal because of him.
"What's wrong?" he asked yawning his sleep away.
"Nothing I could tell you..." she whispered.
"Why?" He was all awake now, and all she wanted was that he'd go back to sleep.
Rose groaned, putting her hands before her eyes, "Because it’s so embarrassing!"
His curiosity was picked up, he turned on his side, leaning on his elbow, "Come on, Rosie, I’m your best friend!"
She laughed at that, "Right, go tell that to Al. He'll die before he accepts that you're my best mate before him!"
The blond smiled, "Yeah well, you're my best best friend and he can't do nothing. So tell me..."
"No way I’m telling you! Best best friend?" she giggled, "Where did you find that?"
"By Salazard, you're talking like you had a wet dream... changing the topic like that..." The silence from Rose told him he was right. "Holy boolie! Now you have to tell me the details!"
Rose gasped, "There's no details to tell!" The look of her friend hinted that he wasn't convinced. "It's the truth! God, I can't believe I’m going to tell you."
"Oh, this is interesting... Don't tell me it was about me!"
She hated how receptive he was with her. He was able to know exactly what she was saying even how cryptic she could be. Sometimes it was scary.
He put his hand on her hip and she jumped, "Don't touch me!" she said in a low hiss, being careful to not awaken the other Ravenclaw boys.
"Woah! Is it that hot? Oh, come on! I want details!" he said, enjoying her discomfort.
"You’re such a bitch!"
"Hey! Don’t be mad at me... You made me tell you mine last week!"
"It wasn't about me! And besides, it’s nothing..." she sighed in surrender, anyway she knew at the end she would tell. "Just a kiss... and a hand... playing with my nipple..." she hid again, as if he could see her blush in the night.
"All that fuss for that?" he turned around, and pulled the sheets.
She narrowed her eyes, and poked his back with a finger. "I hate you."
He didn't turn around when he said, "You can't, because I’m your best best friend."
Ship: Scorpius/Rose
Rating: PG-13
Word count: ± 500
Summary: Rose can't hide something to her best best friend, even if it's a wet dream... with him...
Note: Thanks to my beta alexia-drake! And if it's not clear they are both in ravenclaw and in 5th year :)
Best best friends
She woke up startled, her breath catching in her throat. "Oh sweet Merlin," she moaned, feeling the wetness between her thighs.
Flashes of her dream invaded her mind as Scorpius stirred at her side in his bed. They were working hard for the OWLs and usually she didn't lose time to go back in her bed for the few hours of sleep they got and just stayed at Scorpius's.
It wasn't her first wet dream in her short life, but that the blond was part of it, hell yes! And she wasn't very comfortable with the idea. His lips against hers, his hand working up to find her right breast under her night dress. And most disturbing, him, his bookish slash fresh air smell and his satin blond hair. And all that arousal because of him.
"What's wrong?" he asked yawning his sleep away.
"Nothing I could tell you..." she whispered.
"Why?" He was all awake now, and all she wanted was that he'd go back to sleep.
Rose groaned, putting her hands before her eyes, "Because it’s so embarrassing!"
His curiosity was picked up, he turned on his side, leaning on his elbow, "Come on, Rosie, I’m your best friend!"
She laughed at that, "Right, go tell that to Al. He'll die before he accepts that you're my best mate before him!"
The blond smiled, "Yeah well, you're my best best friend and he can't do nothing. So tell me..."
"No way I’m telling you! Best best friend?" she giggled, "Where did you find that?"
"By Salazard, you're talking like you had a wet dream... changing the topic like that..." The silence from Rose told him he was right. "Holy boolie! Now you have to tell me the details!"
Rose gasped, "There's no details to tell!" The look of her friend hinted that he wasn't convinced. "It's the truth! God, I can't believe I’m going to tell you."
"Oh, this is interesting... Don't tell me it was about me!"
She hated how receptive he was with her. He was able to know exactly what she was saying even how cryptic she could be. Sometimes it was scary.
He put his hand on her hip and she jumped, "Don't touch me!" she said in a low hiss, being careful to not awaken the other Ravenclaw boys.
"Woah! Is it that hot? Oh, come on! I want details!" he said, enjoying her discomfort.
"You’re such a bitch!"
"Hey! Don’t be mad at me... You made me tell you mine last week!"
"It wasn't about me! And besides, it’s nothing..." she sighed in surrender, anyway she knew at the end she would tell. "Just a kiss... and a hand... playing with my nipple..." she hid again, as if he could see her blush in the night.
"All that fuss for that?" he turned around, and pulled the sheets.
She narrowed her eyes, and poked his back with a finger. "I hate you."
He didn't turn around when he said, "You can't, because I’m your best best friend."