Scorpius buried one hand in Albus's curly hair, the other gripping the table tightly. "O-oh God. Albus." It felt as good as when Rex had done this to him and Scorpius sort of wanted to believe that Albus had less practice.
He watched Albus's head bobbing in his lap as he sucked him off and leaned down, kissing the top of it. "You're so -- you're going to make me come," Scorpius warned. "Close."
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