Title: How Albus and Scorpius Did While Lysander Was Away

Grouping: Albus/Scorpius/Lysander

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Samhain is approaching and our boys need to be closer to one another, but Lysander is away for work and Albus and Scorpius make do with one another.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling and publishers. No offense is meant by this fan fiction and this is made purely for fun.

Word Count: ~1900

A/N: Continuation of Enemies with Benefits and From Enemies to Bondmates. Bet you thought I forgot about these! I didn't! I was busy with fest fics, sorry.

The weeks leading up to Samhain had been interesting to say the least. Albus had been sort of getting along with Scorpius and now 'Hob' felt a bit more like an endearment when it rolled off of his tongue.

At the moment Lysander was off in... Well he kept moving around so it was becoming difficult for Albus to keep up and Scorpius would probably just mock him for losing track, again. All he knew was that Lysander was moving between Romania and a number of countries that held dragon reservations for some sort of research project.

He wanted to know where the man was now though. He was curious in a way he had never been previously.

The increase in interest regarding Lysander's whereabouts stemmed from the bond and the approach of Samhain. October was only two weeks away, over a month until the distance between the world of the Fae became that much closer to their own. It was making the three of them more eager to be around one another and Albus had noticed that he and Scorpius were giving one another more fleeting touches than were normal for them. Even though they had managed to develop some amount of romantic feelings towards one another they still bickered when provided the chance.

I miss Lysander...

And he did, a lot. Never mind that the blond was going to be home in a week. Albus wanted to touch him, breathe him in, hold him and plain old be around him. He was not the only one either. Scorpius looked to be feeling the same way, sometimes staring out the window in what Albus chose to interpret as longingly. He reckoned it was a bit more difficult for Lysander though, seeing as he was away from the both of them.

He would floo them whenever he had the chance, and then someone would point out that it was their turn to use the floo or that they had work to get back to. Apparently the three of them spent extended periods of time speaking, except it did not feel that way to them.

"I'm going out," Scorpius said.

"It's half ten on a Wednesday night," Albus pointed out, looking up from a recent complaint from the merpeople. "Those are your work robes."

"I'm aware of both those things," Scorpius drawled, sliding his wand onto its holster. "I don't intend to be long. It's just a minor situation."

"You never intend to be long," he muttered.

"I won't be," Scorpius said, as he walked over to Albus. The blond let his knuckles skim across Albus' fingers. "I'll be back by morning at the latest. I'll even stop by your office if that's the case."

Albus nodded and let their fingers intertwine for a moment. "I hate how co-dependent we are right now," he grumbled.

"I share your sentiments," Scorpius nodded. "It makes for rather explosive sex though."

"It does," Albus agreed. "And don't mention sex when you're about to run off to work in the middle of the night. Prat."

"If I stop by the office then we can have a shag to make up for it," Scorpius teased. "It's been a while since that it's seen any action."

"Just get out would you," he shooed, ignoring the twitch in his pants. "Before I jump you and keep you here all night."

"Yes, yes," Scorpius said, turning to leave.

"And Hob, be careful, yeah?" he said.

"Aren't I always?"

8

"How was lunch?" Scorpius asked, as Albus returned to his office.

"Bloody fucking- Hob!" Albus started, nearly spilling his tea. He turned and glared at Scorpius once he got his bearings together. "Don't do that."

"It's not my fault you scare easily, Mop," he smirked, closing the door behind the brunet and casting privacy wards on it.

"I don't scare easily," the man denied, as he eyed Scorpius. "Any injuries?"

"None," he said.

As it had turned out he had spent longer than anticipated working last night. There had been no disastrous incidents and he had not needed any sort of medical attention for him to have taken long, it was just that the case had involved quite a number of people that needed to be Obliviated and then taken home or somewhere inconspicuous and the Oblivators were not large enough in number to do their job and handle transport.

"Well that's good," Albus said, as he set down his tea and sat down. "I've got about an hour before my next appointment."

"An entire hour?" he asked, opening his robes. He had been yearning for Albus and Lysander all morning but he could more than settle for one of them if could not have both. "I need to give you some sort of work to do then. Can't have you lazing about."

"You aren't my boss," Albus said, licking his lips and watching as Scorpius started at his trousers.

"I think we both know that isn't entirely true," he said, making his way around the desk and perching on the edge. "You seemed perfectly fine doing everything I asked of you a few nights ago."

"That's completely different," Albus said, as he reached forwards and tugged Scorpius' trousers and pants down enough to free his cock. Albus ducked his head down and licked a stripe up the underside of Scorpius' shaft.

"I want you to take it all in today," he said, his fingers running through Albus' hair as his cock was tended to.

"We both know that I can't keep that up for long so no ramming your cock down my throat when I try," Albus said, before sucking him in.

"I'll see what I can do," he smirked, watching the man suck at the sensitive head as his tongue flicked over the slit.

Albus gave him a stern look before turning his focus back to his current task.

Albus began to bob slowly, taking in more of Scorpius as he went along and sucking with enough force to have Scorpius' jaw dangling open. He met Albus halfway as he began to thrust shallowly, taking care not to choke him. Albus went back up to the head and stroked Scorpius firmly with his hand before going down once more and moaning around him, the vibrations causing him to swear and squirm as he tried not to buck.

His hand tightened in the man's hair and he muttered at him to take more. He wanted to see those lips stretched around his base as his cock breached Albus' throat. It would take him a great deal of effort not to throat fuck the man but he had managed not to do it before and he could manage it again.

Albus seemed to be taking his sweet time with it though.

"You're tormenting me on purpose, Mop," he accused. He could feel the man smirking around his cock. "Get on with it or so help me Merlin, I will bind you to that chair and force you to watch me fuck myself with a dildo."

"You wouldn't dare," Albus said incredulously, pulling away to glare at him.

"Get your mouth back on my prick unless you want to find out," he said, jerking his hips forwards.

"Manipulative arse," Albus muttered, before swallowing Scorpius almost to the hilt.

"Oh fuck, yes," he breathed, as Albus carefully made his way down. He was torn between watching Albus's progress and watching those green eyes staring up at him.

His cock nudged in and out the back of the brunet's throat and he did his best to stay still despite wanting to fuck the passage. He moaned as he felt the Albus's throat muscles gripping him and saw those lips stretched around his base. He nearly bucked when he felt a finger slipping into his already slick hole.

He had prepared himself before coming by the office.

Albus moaned at the discovery and Scorpius smirked, pleased with himself. Mop pulled backed before going down again and again, bobbing until Scorpius was pumping hot into his mouth. The brunet could not quite handle Scorpius pulsing and twitching in his throat so he pulled away to the head and sucked.

"Fuck, Scorpius," Albus breathed, sitting up and practically attacking his trousers. "I need to fuck you, now."

"If you shag me on the desk you're going to spill your tea all over your documents," he said, toeing his shoes off pushing his trousers and pants to his feet. "Just pull your cock out and let me ride you."

"No. I want to fuck you," Albus said, getting out of his chair and pumping his cock. "Get on one of the guest chairs."

"Do these people know what they're sitting in?" he teased, as he stepped out of his bottoms and removed his robe and shirt.

"Hurry up," Albus whined.

"Calm your bollocks, Mop," he said, making his way to the chair.

"Easy for you to say since you've already been seen to," the man remarked.

"Doesn't mean I don't want you to fuck me until my legs are shaking from it," he husked, pulling Albus forwards and snogging him.

Scorpius rested one knee on the seat and bent over the back of it. Albus muttered a lubrication charm behind him and wrapped himself around Scorpius, cock nudging at his entrance.

"Don't you dare take your time," he said, spreading his fingers so that Albus' could fall between them them. "Fuck me, Albus."

"Like this?" the man asked, burying himself inside Scorpius with a snap of his hips.

"Oh Merlin, yes," he groaned, feeling the bond stretching inside of him and reaching for Albus. It reminded him of Beltane, hot and urgent, but nowhere near as intense. Salazaar he wanted Albus' clothes off but he could settle for what he got. "Fuck me- oh!"

Albus pulled nearly all the way out of him and then snapped his hips forwards once more, striking deep inside of Scorpius and sending magic fluttering through his core. The man repeated the motion a few times, curling his hips on the last thrust before he began a steady rhythm. Magic flitted over Scorpius' prostate regardless of whether or not Albus rubbed against it and he was gasping and moaning in no time at all. The brunet tightened his grasp on Scorpius' hands and littered his neck with kisses. He arched and he twisted as he turned his head, seeking his lover's lips and moaning once he had found them. He whimpered and he swore when Albus set a brutal pace. He shivered in delight and he rested his other knee against the chair because his legs had begun to shake with pleasure and he doubted he would be able to stand for much longer. Albus wound an arm around his waist to steady him and rested his head on Scorpius' shoulder.

"Scorpius," Albus breathed.

"Yes, yes, go on," he urged. "Cum in my arse, Albus. Fucking cum inside m- Fucking yes."

"Uhnn, Scorpius," the man groaned, rooting himself inside Scorpius and curling his hips to press himself as deeply as he could. He pulsed and he twitched as he poured himself out and the magic swam through them elatedly.

Albus carefully pulled them off of the chair and turned them so that he could sit, pulling Scorpius with him and being rather careful not to dislodge his cock. Scorpius sighed and leaned back against the other man, the fingers of one hand intertwining of their own accord as Albus ran the other down his stomach, until Albus was gently stroking Scorpius' cock.

"I want you to fuck me tonight," Albus murmured against his neck.

"As if I need you to tell me that," he smirked. He closed his eyes and let out another sigh. "I miss Lysander."

"Me too."