Itsy Bitsy Spider

Scorpius probably looked rather odd to anyone who glanced at him, but he was eternally thankful they were sat at the back of the class. And even more thankful for the spells that had put up. And he would be damned if he wasn't thankful for Al's tongue and how he used it in ways that he knew Scorpius loved. The noises Al seemed too keen on making were getting him a little nervous, but from the twitching of his lower regions he was certainly enjoying hearing them.

At Al's words he relucantly leaned back, his grey eyes looking down at the boy and instantly regretting it at the sight. There was nothing more beautiful than the dark haired boy on his knees attached to Scorpius' cock. He threaded both hands into Al's hair and got lost in those eyes, licking his lips eagerly and stroking his hands against Al's head, hoping the boy would realise the movement of his hands was the speed he wanted Al to hurry up to.

Al locked eyes with Scor once more and sped up his pace as the hands in his hair told him to. He went faster and faster, wanted to bring the other boy to his breaking point. He brought up his free hand to fondle Scor's balls again, as he continued to stroke himself hard with his other hand. Not only was sucking Scor off pleasant for the blond boy, or at least Al hoped it was pleasant, it also aroused Al till no end. Feeling the other boy throb on his tongue was one of the most hot feelings there was. As was seeing Scor slowly lose it under his administrations. There was nothing Al liked seeing more.

He went faster still, bobbing his head up and down, not breaking the eye contact with Scor as he did so. He hummed around the cock in his mouth, sending vibrations up Scor's spine. He knew it wouldn't be long before the boy came now.

Scorpius bit his lip hard as he saw Al's hand working on himself, unable to stop himself bucking up slightly into Al's mouth, letting out a low moan as he felt Al's other hand reach out for his balls again, eyes fluttering and toes curling. He kept his eyes open however, just to stare back into the green ones he loved so much as he swallowed excess saliva that had been building up. He had to remember to swallow during these little sessions they had.

He shivered as he felt Al hum around him, tugging on the hair slightly as his stomach started to curl, feeling himself being brought to the edge quickly, slumping slightly as he murmured: "I'm close..."

"That's the idea," Al murmured around Scor's cock, twirling his tongue around the head. His own hand stroked faster, and Al knew he couldn't hold out himself much longer either. If Scor wouldn't come soon, he would come first. And that would be awfully embarrassing. He continued sucking, scraping his teeth over the sensitive skin ever so lightly before soothing it with his tongue. He rolled Scor's balls between his finger to increase the other boy's pleasure. He wanted the other boy to remember this. To dream about it for weeks. To get a hard on if he even dared to think about it.

"Come for me, Scor," he purred loudly around the head of the blonds erection, and then continued moving till the other boy came. Making sure that no drop would be spilled as he did so.

Scorpius took in a quick gasp as Al's tongue swirled round his tip. His toes curled, his insides tightened, his balls clentched and his cock twitched as he felt himself reaching his point, whimpering as Al purred against him those sweet words he loved to hear. He thrusted into Al's mouth, pulling back as he felt himself cum, careful not to pull back too far; he didn't want to make a mess. He noticed he had begun to sweat and was panting slightly, spent from his orgasm.

"That was so wrong," he murmured, though he was more trying to convince himself. He flustered, smiling slightly as he ran a hand over Al's cheek softly. "But you're so sexy. And irrisistable," he glanced back at Al's hand, still rubbing himself. "Do you need any help with that?"

The hand on his own cock stilled as Scor came, and Al completely forgot about himself. He lapped up and swallowed everything Scor had to order, not because he liked the taste so much, he didn't. But it was Scor's, and that was enough for Al. He licked his lips, licking away every spilled drop as he tucked Scor back in his boxers and zipped up the boy's trousers. He made sure the spells were still intact and then pushed himself in between Scor's legs. His hand started rubbing his still hard cock again, which left him mewling in the process. Oh how he wanted Scor's hand back on him.

"Yes please," he said, still purring slightly, and he pulled on Scor's tie, wanting to kiss the blond.

Albus was very reliable when it came to making sure there were enough spells cast that no one would detect them, and so Scorpius allowed himself to be pulled to meet Al's lips, crawling under the table and pressing Albus against the back of the desk, being forced to straddle the boy due to the lack of room, back hunched slightly. Not that he could really complain; any excuse was a good excuse. And this was really the perfect one.

He pressed his lips to Al's eagerly, sliding one hand up the boy's shirt and letting the other delve below his waistline, pushing Al's hand out the way and replacing it with his own, caressing Al through his pants, tearing his lips away from Al's long enough to pant: "How would you like me to help you?"

Al wrapped his arms around Scor's neck as the blond crouched down to kiss him. Moaning into the other's mouth as he bucked his hips up against his own hand, sighing happily as his hand was pushed out of the way and replaced by Scor's. God, this was really his favourite lesson they had ever had. Al didn't think any class would be able to top this one anytime soon. He never would have though that Scor would actually have let it go so far, but he couldn't say that he complained.

He tried to push his lips against Scor again as the blond pulled away, but stopped when he realized that he was going to say something. "I don't care, please just, do something," he said huskily, rutting his crotch against Scor's hand shamelessly. He didn't care if he looked ridiculous, he wanted more friction, and he wanted it now.

Scorpius smirked as Al rutted against his hand, flicking his tongue out against Al's lips playfully. "Oh, but I always feel like I'm making the decisions," he muttered softly, slowly playing with the hem of Al's pants. "It wouldn't be fair if I made the decision for this as well."

But he did as he quickly pushed his hand past the fabric separating him from Al, grasping the boy's cock with his cold hand, latching his mouth just below his earlobe and sucking down on the flesh eagerly, exploring Al's chest with his free hand and gripping the warm skin. "Merlin you're beautiful," he muttered as he started to run his thumb in circles round Al's tip.

"I don't care Scor, please," Al begged and he let out a relieved sigh as the cold flesh of Scor's hand finally came in contact with his overheated flesh. Not able to stop the sounds that were falling from his mouth, he bucked up his hips again. Al whimpered and moaned as the sensitive spot beneath his earlobe is sucked and wrapped his arms around Scor's neck to pull his head up for a kiss.

"I don't know this Merlin, but he can hardly be more beautiful than you," Al whispered, breaking off the kiss for a second before pressing their lips back together. He moaned into the other's mouth as Scor's thumb started circling around his tip. "Go faster," he begged, growing impatient. "You're such a sodding tease," he growled and bit down on Scor's lower lip.