"Prrrttt"
'Uhm, what was that?'. A noise startled him. He opened his eyes. He had been sound asleep. His brain switched on. 'What time was it?' He ruffled his hair, slowly moved his feet out of the bed, and placed them on the dark green carpet.
He looked at the clock beside the bed, 'Uh, no!' He groaned. 'Three o'clock in the morning'. 'That is too fucking early'. It felt like he only fell asleep an hour ago, No, wait, it had been only an hour, actually.
He smiled wickedly, remembering what happened in this bed an hour ago. He glanced at the other side of the bed, empty. ‘Ah, well, it had been fun and delicious,’ recalling the past night's events.
"Prrrttt"!
There it was again, the noise that woke him up. He stared at the stone next to his bed. It was glowing red and making a noise that awakened him. Suddenly, it dawned on him. It was an alarm, and someone had tripped it in the library. Every room had a color assigned. Red signaled the library. Retrieving his green silk boxers from the floor, he slipped them on and ruffled his hair again, contemplating where he had left his silk bathrobe.
He located it on his armchair and put it on. He slipped his wand into his pocket and headed downstairs. He carefully walked down the marble stairs so as not to alarm the person who had tripped them. The soft green runner squished under his bare feet. He walked down the corridor and headed for the double doors which led into the massive library.
The mahogany doors were closed. Scorpius leaned against the door and heard a muffled curse inside. He started to smirk. His trap worked. Waving his wand, he uttered alohamora. The door silently opened for him. The doors had wards on them; only he could open them if activated.
He positioned himself so he could take a peek inside. Without the other person seeing him. 'Ah, there.’
The person who tripped the alarm had their hands in the small vault at the back of a painting.
Scorpius folded his hands across his chest, and a smug grin was on his face. "Now, there?" "Are we stuck?" He gloated. "With our hands in the cookie jar, as they would say." The intruder's hands were now physically stuck inside the fault.
The vault had been enchanted; if opened without uttering the secret spell, their hand or hands would be magically cuffed. Only Scorpius knew how to break the wards.
The person attached to the inside of the vault muttered curses, frantically jerking their hands to free themselves. All to no avail.
Scorpius shined his nails on his robe and smirked some more. The person before him wore solid black their head hidden beneath a black muggle ski mask. The person jerked their arm again. "Now, now, you better stop, or you will hurt yourself.” Scorpius drawled. 'This was so much fun.' He noted to himself. The person attached to the cuff huffed and sighed.
Scorpius carefully observed the person in front of him. Black knee-high boots, black tight-fitting skinny jeans, leaving nothing to the imagination, and a black muggle biker jacket, revealing some delectable female curves. His mouth watered as he took in her curves. He wanted to trace her breasts with his tongue. It would be delicious, he mused.
He walked up to the female and pulled away the ski hat. Red curls flowed out of the hat, and a milk-white face adorned with freckles revealed itself. Her green emeralds spit fire piercing his mercury orbs. "Well, hello there, " he smirked. What were you looking for?"
Rose huffed again, looking defiantly at his smug face.
"Oh, not talking, are we? Well, isn't that a shame? It is all right to break into my vault, but there is no explanation. How amusing." He looked her over thoroughly, taking in every curve of the delicious body in front of him.
At Hogwarts, he used to picture all kinds of things he could do with that body. It would give him so much pleasure to act on them. But no! Patience, he would first toy around with her. "So Weaslette. Do your father and mother know what you are up to?" Smirking some more.
"Do your mother and father know?” She mimicked mockingly.
"Now, now, no reason to become nasty, red." He drawled as he sidled up to her. “Well, I do not think your parents would know. Well, what is one to do with such an enchanting witch in such a predicament?"
He closed the gap and stood close, but she lashed at him. "Just get away, you git."
Scorpius backed away. "Alerting the auror department about a burglar would be unwise, as the head of the department is also the parent of the burglar, and notifying the Ministry is out of the question as your mother is the current Minister?" "So, what should one do to the bold burglar inside Malfoy Manor?" He relented.
Again, he closed the distance and ran a finger along her arm. Rose huffed again, angry with herself for getting caught. She could not believe her hands were stuck in a vault and this snake slithering around her. Being at his mercy like this was nauseating. She was not in control of the situation; she just hated it.
Scorpius took out his wand, and with a flick of his wrist, he released her hands from the cuffs inside the vault. He then pulled her close tying her hands behind her back with another flick of his wand, casting the incarcerous spell without uttering it.
Scorpius mastered the art of nonverbal spells early on he was clever like that. He liked to surprise other witches and wizards. He motioned Rose to a wooden chair, tying her against it. She could not get out of it without her wand. He located it just below the painting on the ground.
Scorpius' robes had come loose when struggling with Rose. Rose could not help herself; she had to take in his impressive body. She would love to touch his chest and trace his abs, 'Ugh', she would like that very, very much. Scorpius fastened his robe again as he noticed Rose nearly drooling over his naked form.
He grinned because she could not hide her admiration for his body. But back to the task at hand. "So, what were you looking for in my vault?" He demanded.
Rose sniggered but did not reply.
Scorpius impatiently took his wand out and touched the button which held the leather jacket together. The button snapped open. Revealing Rose's collarbone. Her eyes turned into a fiery green. Still not relenting. Scorpius traced her collarbone with his wand; the tip lit up, and Rose felt a tingling sensation on her skin. She still had not relented. Looking away from Scorpius's piercing eyes. Scorpius was happy playing along with Rose and liked to toy some more. He waved his wand at the zip on the jacket, motioning it down; the zip came down very slowly.
Rose sighed and closed her eyes. She wasn't going to give in to his bullying.
Her jacket snapped open, revealing a tight Lycra black bodice and her cleavage showed milky white skin adorned with a few freckles. Her breasts and nipples showed off through the fabric. Scorpius moaned to himself as he watched this heavenly creature in front of him. He could not falter her enticing body. He kept his gaze steely and icy. Showing determination. "Again, what were you looking for?” His tone was demanding and urgent.
Rose scoffed and huffed some more, intently avoiding eye contact.
Scorpius stood behind the chair fingering her curls. He always imagined doing this. In his dreams, they were soft and bouncy. Rose winced as she felt Scorpius touching her hair. Oh, Merlin….. She faltered, closing her eyes. How in Cicere's name did she land herself in this tight situation? Her body involuntarily gave in to his touch.
Scorpius heard her groan. His body reacted. His member grew hard at the sight of her tight bodice, but hearing her groan drove him over the edge. He needed to walk away, straighten himself out, and return with more composure.
He stepped away from the chair and walked out of the room. He walked down the corridor and into the kitchen. Standing at the kitchen sink, he washed his face with cold water. Regained his composure and headed back.
"So, you took your time," Rose mockingly stated.
Scorpius did not falter. He did not give in to her antics.
"Release me already!" she demanded. "I didn't take anything, so you made your point. Let me go." Blue eyes shooting daggers.
Scorpius walked to the liquor cabinet pouring himself a large, blended fire whiskey. He took a gulp and swirled the amber liquid around his mouth. As he slowly swallowed it, it burned his throat. He always liked the sensation in his throat, so he took another swig, closed his eyes, and swallowed again.
He took another chair, placing it to face Rose. Scorpius sat on the chair opposite the red-haired witch and gave her a quizzical look. "Are you seriously suggesting, Rose, that I release you without consequences? What makes you think I would."
He rested his elbows on his knees and cupped his chin with his hands. "Pfew, you are some piece of work, Rose…." "You could try this with someone else, but not with a Malfoy. Why did the sorting hat put you in Gryffindor?" "Your tactics are so Slytherin, I should know of all people." He grinned deviously.
He stood up again, walking behind Rose, and rested his hands on her shoulders. "Now, what to do, what to do indeed." He huskily whispered in her ear. Sending shivers down her tense body. She groaned again. The tension could be cut with a knife. He began to massage her shoulders.
Rose started to squirm and tried to wriggle her hands from their bounds. She sighed as they tightened around her wrists. Magical bounds would do so, get tighter as someone tried to wriggle out of them, and loosen as the person relaxed.
"There now." Scorpius said, "You'll hurt yourself and leave some nasty bruises on your wrists."
Rose eased herself into the bounds and they loosened a bit. "See, love, that is so much better." He silkily added. He massaged her shoulders some more. Softening her up a bit. He pressed his hot lips ever so softly into her neck; he sucked the sensitive skin under her ear. She tasted so delicious it made him hard again.
Rose closed her eyes and scolded herself inwards. Showing no reaction to his ministrations.
Scorpius trailed his lips alongside her neck onto her shoulder. She involuntarily sighed; Scorpius hit a particularly sensitive spot. He smirked against her skin. Knowing she would eventually give in.
"Scorpius," She groaned, "Please release me." He halted his lips and hands. Moved to the front of the chair and kneeled in front of the chair. He started to caress Rose's knees and moved his fingers in lazy circles, slowly on the inside of her thighs upwards. He parted her legs and moved his body between them. He gazed upwards, resting on her green fiery emeralds. He smirked as his hand dipped under her shirt and cupped her bare breast. He noticed she had no bra on. Rose closed her eyes as Scorpius massaged her nipple. Kissing her other breast through the fabric. "Scorpius!" Rose whimpered. "Please untie me!"
"Mmmh, what love, and give up this pleasurable game." He was almost offended. "I don't think so, love." He started to pinch her nipple and suck her other nipple through the fabric. Eliciting a major groan from Rose. "First, tell me what you were looking for in the vault?" He huskily demanded.
He pulled his hand from her top and looked her in her eyes again. He unbuttoned her skinny black jeans, pulling them down. Rose whimpered again.
"Please, Scorpius, don't do this to me…
" "What, love? I rather like torturing you like this. It is actually a lot of fun. Seeing you squirm like this.” He stated while helping her out of her jeans. He started to kiss her knees, trailing his hot tongue against her inner thigh. All the while keeping his eyes fixed on hers. He neared her silver silk knickers and murmured, "I love your scent. Love, you are so wet. I want to taste it so badly that it hurts."
"Please, oh Merlin, please, untie me!" Rose whimpered.
"Nuh, uh…" Scorpius growled. He started to massage her crotch with his fingers, rubbing the see-through lace, heightening the pleasure between her legs. Rose widened her legs so Scorpius gained better access. She decided to give in to his torture. She let the pleasure engulf her body. Scorpius felt Rose relax. He beamed as he continued his ministrations. He rubbed the fabric some more, licking her inner thigh. He pulled the fabric aside and parted her lips with his fingers, massaging her sensitive nub. Rose bucked her hips and reveled in his heavenly touch. He felt her clit getting wetter with every touch. 'Oh Merlin', he had to lick her clit. Plunging his tongue into her moist folds and started to suck her core very gently. He felt his dick getting extremely hard. He sucked her until he felt her legs give out and her walls tighten around his tongue.
She came with a loud scream.
He pulled his wand from his pocket releasing her from her bounds. Dropping his boxers as he pulled Rose down onto his hard length. He flipped her on her back onto the sheepskin rug. He started to pump his member in and out of her wetness. Eliciting several moans from himself and her. He plunged his tongue into her mouth and sucked her tongue feverishly. Massaging her breasts and hardened nipples. He gave her a few more hard thrusts and felt her come undone again and released his cum. "Oh, Rose, you are so delicious." He stated and pumped himself until all his cum left his pulsating dick. He eased himself out of her wet folds, dropping on the sheepskin next to her, catching his breath.
He propped his hand under his head and looked into Rose's content eyes. He started to rub circles on her beautiful breast. "So, were you looking for your wedding ring?" He glumly asked. Smirking as he did. "You know, I gave them to my best man. I knew you would pull a stunt like this. I must thank Albus. Would you kindly remind me, dear?" He snickered.
Scorpius earned himself a punch in his side for the remark. "You, filthy, backstabbing son of a...!"
"Now, now, love, mind your words," Scorpius whispered. He pressed soft kisses on her breast and started to suck her nipple again teasingly. "Well, you couldn't wait to see the wedding ring tomorrow. You had to sneak down the night before your big day and peek at your ring. Would it be anything but stunning?!" "No… You had to know. Now give me your wrists. It would be a shame if they had bruises, wouldn't it?" Massaging her wrists. "I'm not sneaking into your room to get a glance at your wedding dress, which I'm sure will be as stunning as you are!" "Now, go to bed and sleep before your mum arrives with Dom and my mum."
Rose got up from the rug, sauntered stark naked over to the mahogany doors, turned her head around, stuck her tongue out, and walked into the corridor.
Scorpius closed his eyes and groaned. "That girl will slowly be the death of me." He smiled, thinking about it. He gathered all his clothes and headed upstairs. The wedding planner would arrive in an hour or so to finish the arrangements for tomorrow's wedding.
Tomorrow, Rose would officially be his