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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Neville_Longbottom/Scorpius_Malfoy
  Character:
      Neville_Longbottom, Scorpius_Malfoy
  Additional Tags:
      Cross-Generation_Relationship, Teacher-Student_Relationship, First_Time
  Collections:
      HPFandom
  Stats:
      Published: 2009-04-06 Words: 695
****** Professor ******
by autumn_veela
Summary
     Everyone has a skill to teach.
Neville’s eyes roll back in his head as Scorpius licks a firm stripe up his
cock. He knows, Gods he knows that this is wrong on so many levels. But the way
Scorpius’ blond hair ruffles slightly as he moves his mouth against Neville’s
hard length overrides any lingering doubts.  
Scorpius is young, yes, but he’s so damned experienced. A groan catches in
Neville’s throat as a slender fingertip traces the outline of his puckered
hole, and the pages of Wizard Wands come to life before his eyes. Scorpius is
seventeen,and a student and Neville is breaking all kinds of laws, but for once
in his life he can’t bring himself to care.  
The finger slips in up to the knuckle and Neville tenses involuntarily. He
knows from his own exploration that he needs to relax, to allow the discomfort
to pass and the pleasure to wash over him. It helps immensely that Scorpius’
greedy mouth is lavishing attention on his straining cock and it isn’t long
before Scorpius is adding a second finger, twisting and stretching and
occasionally pressing his fingers into that spot that Neville has heard about
but has never experienced in quite this way.  
Neville squirms on the fingers and finds that his breath is getting away from
him. He’s aware that the rough keening noise is coming from his own mouth as
Scorpius adds a third finger and Neville’s cock pulses in anticipation. His
hard length slips from Scorpius’ lips with a plop but those fingers keep up
their steady pumping. Scorpius’ handsome, boyish face looks up at Neville and
his playful smile makes Neville’s heart skip a beat.  
“Can I fuck you now, Professor?”  
Neville whimpers and nods vigorously. As Scorpius slicks his cock and guides it
to his entrance, Neville knows that his life is never going to be the same
again. The stretch burns at first, but he is prepared enough that it is
exciting rather than painful. Nevertheless, as the head of Scorpius’ cock slips
in, Neville reaches a hand down to hold Scorpius’ hip. He stills immediately,
and Neville realises that Scorpius most likely has a fair amount of experience
with virgins.  
Slowly but surely, Scorpius works his way into Neville’s tight passage, leaning
down to tease Neville’s parted lips with his tongue. A soft hand wraps around
Neville’s slightly wilted cock and before he knows it, Scorpius has pushed in
as far as he can go and is beginning to draw out again. Neville closes his eyes
and all thought is lost as the sensation overwhelms him. He reaches up to pinch
his own nipples and all of a sudden he’s coming, pearly white ropes spilling
over Scorpius’ hand and onto Neville’s stomach.  
Scorpius’ movements increase in pace and Neville is amazed to discover that his
orgasm hasn’t reduced the sensation at all, but has in fact heightened it. As
Scorpius begins to pant in time with his thrusts, Neville pulls his legs back
to allow deeper access, and is thrilled when Scorpius responds with a lust-
filled moan. Neville begins to push back into Scorpius, to meet each thrust
with the utmost enthusiasm.  
Neville takes in Scorpius’ flushed and sweaty skin and is amazed at the thought
that he can elicit this much pleasure in another person. Scorpius thrusts
harder and Neville bravely reaches up to a pert nipple and twists it roughly.  
“Professor!”  
And with that gurgled cry, Scorpius lets his release pour into Neville’s no-
longer-virgin arse and slumps heavily, their slick chests sliding against each
other.  
Although Neville would be willing to sleep in this position if need be,
Scorpius must make an appearance at dinner in order to avoid rumours. Neville
watches him dress, and shivers as Scorpius fastens the green and silver tie
around his slender neck. Even though he should be grovelling at Scorpius’ feet
and begging him not to tell, Neville has no regrets.  
Scorpius pauses at the doorway and turns to Neville, his teeth playfully biting
his bottom lip.  
“See you in Herbology tomorrow, Professor.”  
And with that he’s gone, leaving Neville to revel in his newfound sexual status
and look to the suddenly brighter future.
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