This part always made Albus nervous when he did it to himself. He'd never gotten more than just the tip of his finger inside of himself out of fear. But, he trusted Scorpius enough to let him do this without a fight.
When the tip of his finger rubbed against him, Albus felt himself shiver in pleasure, eyes glued on Scorpius. And then the finger slipped in a bit and he let out a soft, low moan. "Fuck. Yes. I'm okay."
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