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[01 Feb 2013|03:25am] |
Scorpius felt like a ghost haunting James and Cepheus's flat. He'd been sleeping in and staying up as late as he wanted, which meant he was keeping very odd hours, and he knew him stealing Cepheus's bed had to be driving his brother crazy, but he just... wanted to feel sorry for himself for a bit. Four days in, he gave up and took a shower because he was even starting to annoy himself. It sucked. A lot. And it still felt sort of like a raw wound in the middle of his chest, but that didn't mean he couldn't function like a normal human being. Acting like he was okay was probably the first step towards feeling okay.
Scorpius was pretty sure James and Cepheus were both out, so he didn't feel that bad about walking down to the kitchen in his towel, ruffling his hair to try and get it to dry. He'd eat the last of the sweets Rex had brought over and then maybe some ice cream to round out the meal.
James had just got in from practice when Scorpius came down the stairs in just a towel. He didn't want to like looking, but he did. Scorpius and Cepheus may not have been identical, but they were both very good looking. All blond hair and perfect skin and lithe, lean bodies. Scorpius was taller and had more muscle to him, but James was okay with that.
He cleared his throat. "You showered? That's good."
Scorpius only just stopped himself from jumping when James spoke. "I -- sorry," he said, flushing and looking down at his towel. "I thought I was the only one home."
"Just got in," James said, grinning at the blush. "Don't worry about it. It's not like you have anything I haven't seen before, right? Almost literally. I've seen some of your ads."
"Yeah, but that's work," Scorpius said. He forced himself to relax, picking up the last brownie and sitting on the coffee table. "I've seen a lot of you too, you know. You do those photoshoots. And Phe showed me this video once."
"Oh God, did he?" James laughed, making a face and walking over to sit on the couch across from Scorpius. "I know the one you mean. Not my best work. I was so pissed with him for taking the video."
"He didn't tell me that. Just that it was some kind of blackmail so you wouldn't sleep with me. Which I didn't really get." It seemed like a flimsy excuse to allow Cepheus to cheat on Xavier to Scorpius. Not that it mattered. Cepheus and Xavier were over and Cepheus was fine with it now.
Right. James had threatened to seduce Scorpius, hadn't he? "I think my plan was that I'd sleep with you and it would drive Al crazy and then he'd realize that he had feelings for you, but I --" He stopped. "I probably shouldn't be talking about this stuff, should I? Want me to stop?"
Scorpius's heart had clenched at Albus's name, but he was working on acting normal so he could be normal. "No," he said. "It's okay." He looked at James for a moment. James, who he used to have a crush on because he was cool and older and everyone liked him in school. Scorpius put his brownie down, leaning a little closer to James. "Do you really think Albus would be bothered by it?"
"Al is bothered by me breathing," James said, doing his best not to notice that Scorpius was beautiful and basically naked a close. "Me having sex with one of the two boys he's loved? Yeah, he wouldn't like it at all."
Scorpius needed a rebound. Everyone said he needed a rebound. Rex had said it was a good idea and he was like... an expert on this kind of thing. He'd helped friends through break-ups and he knew sex. Still. "Are you and Phe dating?"
"Dating? No. We're just friends," James said. As much as he hated it. "We --" But then he was being cut off by Scorpius kissing him. It was a desperate, hungry kind of kiss, and James felt himself giving in to it almost immediately. Scorpius kissed like he needed it to survive.
James pulled Scorpius towards the couch and the towel got lost somewhere in the journey from table to his lap, but that was fine too, because Scorpius was helping him get his shirt off and everything was hot and hurried. Scorpius wasn't as good at this as Cepheus, but that was okay. He didn't have the practice.
Scorpius just wanted to forget everything. James was hot and willing and that was enough. He ran a hand over James's bare chest, rocking their hips together. "I want you," he whispered, pulling back just enough to look James in the eye. "I want to fuck you."
James groaned, reaching down to push his track pants off. "Good idea," he said. "I'm so fucking horny after practices. God, your skin is perfect." He leaned down and bit at Scorpius's shoulder, leaving a mark behind. Then Scorpius was touching his cock and making it hard to think.
"Bedroom," James gasped. "There's -- we need things."
Scorpius didn't want to move. Moving might invite thinking and right now all he wanted to do was kiss and lick and bite at James's neck while he touched him. "No," he said. "Here's fine."
James was going to protest, but Scorpius had his permission to be the boss if he was going to move his hand like that. He nodded quickly, burying his own hands in Scorpius's hair. "This is good too."
There was a part of Scorpius that was just tired of feeling like he was always taking direction from someone else. About what he should do, what he should eat, who he should be, how sex should go. He just wanted to do what felt good to him and not feel bad about it. "I want to fuck you."
James groaned because he'd misjudged this and it was hot. "That's why I wanted to go to the bedroom," he said. Scorpius tightened the hand on his cock and he arched into it, letting out a whimper. "Yeah," he said. "Here. I have a condom. Just -- hold on."
Scorpius let go of James so he could turn and crawl across the couch to where he'd left his gym bag. James dug through it and then came back with a condom, handing it to Scorpius.
"Just use that," James said, turning onto his back again. "It's lubricated."
Scorpius nodded and leaned down to kiss James for a long moment. "I'm going to fuck you," he said, partially to help himself believe this was a goal he was actually going to accomplish. He tore the condom wrapper open and rolled it onto his erection and then James was pulling him into another kiss, reaching down to do the hard part for him.
"Quick and dirty," James panted against Scorpius's lips, lining Scorpius's cock up with his entrance and then pressing back against it until Scorpius's slipped inside him. "Do it. Fuck me. Don't hold back."
Scorpius almost lost it when James impaled himself on his cock, but this wasn't going to be like that. This was going to be the rebound Scorpius needed. "FUck," he groaned, and then he was doing it, fucking James hard and fast, holding himself above the other boy. No more kissing.
James loved it. Scorpius was ruthlessly thorough about the fuck, angle shifting just slightly every time he thrust into his body. Watching him intently with his grey eyes. Just like Cepheus's. He reached down, stroking his own cock quickly, mind going wild with thoughts of him and Cepheus and Scorpius together. Or Scorpius and Cepheus on their own. Cepheus loved bottoming. The way Scorpius fucked would make Cepheus writhe and moan and James could sit and watch and touch himself until the twins finished and came to share the task of sucking him off.
James cried out as Scorpius hit him just right and he came, making a mess of himself. Above him, Scorpius's hips jerked forward a few more times before he was coming too, slumping on top of James.
"Fuck," Scorpius said, closing his eyes and trying to catch his breath. He wasn't sure if this had worked or not. He could still feel all the bad feelings, but now there was a niggling of guilt over fucking Albus's brother.
James reached up, touching Scorpius's wet hair. He had to find a way to like having sex without thinking of doing it with Cepheus again. "Yeah," he agreed. "Fuck. You're going to need another shower."
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