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Title: The Proper Use Of Bookstores In Seduction
Name: nolagal
Prompt: #107: Used books, candlelight, glasses.
Prompt Given by: Anonymous
Word Count: 897
Rating: R
Betas: abusing_sarcasm
Author's Notes: Frotting in a public place. I might share Scorpius’s fetish.
Summary: Scorpius is a book sniffer and Albus schemes to use this fetish to seduce Scorpius only to have his plans changed when it works too well.



Scorpius loved the smell of used books, really loved the smell. It always made him incredibly horny, that musty papery smell. It was like the smell contained the history of everyone who had flipped the pages holding in their unique smells as their fingers had flipped the worn pages. Scorpius could spend his life breathing in the smell, taking in the slightly fruity almond, vanilla, and dried flowers hints that permeated through the larger musty, woodsy smell.

Albus knew about Scorpius’s reaction to old books and had planned this date to exploit his boyfriend’s biggest weakness. He had stumbled on Scorpius inhaling books in the restricted section of the Hogwarts library when they were still students. Scorpius’s eyes had been dilated behind his wire-rimmed glasses and his cheeks flushed. He had been embarrassed but not enough to stop him from pressing his impressive erection against Albus when he stood.

Ever since that day Albus had teased Scorpius but also fueled the kink by buying Scorpius an impressive collection of old books and once even recreating the smell in the bedroom one night.

Both of them were working too hard for the Aurors, Scorpius in the Auror training program and Albus working with the magical detection, removal, and investigation unit. They finally had a whole weekend off and Albus planned to make it special.

On this particular day, Albus wanted to woo Scorpius and have him begging for mercy by the end of the night. He had planned for a slow, day-long seduction ending in a night full of passion. Albus had brought Scorpius breakfast in bed then made love to him in the shower. Now Scorpius thought they were going to just be spending some time together but Albus was really seducing him.

He surprised Scorpius by bringing him to Muggle London to wander the used bookstores of Charing Cross Road. It was one of Scorpius’s favorite activities and Albus knew that he would be ready to explode after spending a day immersed in his favorite smell.

Scorpius was in heaven, he wandered in and out of the bookstores buying books as fast as Albus could shrink them. The intoxicating scent was starting to get to him and at the fourth bookstore, he couldn’t resist pulling Albus into a corner of the dark, musty store.

Scorpius nipped at Albus’s bottom lip as he pressed Albus back against a bookshelf grabbing the messy dark hair and pulling it close. Scorpius began kissing him in earnest, needy, hungry hard kisses that had Albus moaning and writhing against Scorpius.

Scorpius’s glasses were cutting into Albus’s cheek and he reached up and removed them, laying them behind Albus’s head on the bookshelf. He moved his lips down Albus’s neck, taking a deep breath relishing in the slightly vanilla smell of the books. He groaned from the smell and rutted his erection against Albus’s thigh while he licked and sucked at his neck.

Albus’s head was thrown back digging into the bookshelf; it hurt, but in a good way. He thought about stopping this to get them back home. This was not supposed to happen here. He had a romantic candlelight dinner set up at the apartment that was supposed to precede the sex.

Scorpius adjusted himself so that now their erections were brushing against each other and Albus lost all train of thought. Scorpius was running his hands under Albus’s shirt, pinching and tugging at his nipples. Albus leaned back against the shelf and wrapped his legs around Scorpius’s waist, moving until their cocks were in perfect alignment again.

They were both moaning now, and Albus caught Scorpius in a frenzied kiss just to muffle the sounds they were making. The frotting was furious as clothed cock rubbed against clothed cock. The shelves were shaking behind them but they were old, sturdy wood and Albus knew they could take the pressure.

Scorpius broke off the kissing to sink his teeth into Albus’s collarbone. While he was biting, he came hard inside his trousers, and a muffled cry escaped. Albus held Scorpius tight against him and thrust a few more times before he exploded.

As soon as Albus’s feet touched the floor, Scorpius sank down, knocking over a stack of books. He was still breathing heavily and seeing spots. Albus looked around and was amazed that no one was watching them. He was glad that they had made it to a secluded corner on the second floor. He looked around and saw that they were in the ancient history section. Apparently only Scorpius was interested in such topics.

Still in the clear, he cast quick cleaning spells on them both and moved to sit beside Scorpius. “Wow,” he said as he rested his head on top of Scorpius’s severely mussed blond locks.

“That was amazing. Thanks for bringing me book shopping.” Scorpius’s eyes were still unfocused.

“If that’s the reward, we are coming every week. Now pull yourself together so we can sneak out of here and head home. I have a whole evening planned for us that we can use to continue our activities.” Albus stood up and smoothed his clothing.

“More books or more sex?” Scorpius asked cheekily as he rose to his feet.

“I am not even sure which you would prefer.” Albus grinned as he took Scorpius’s hand.

Scorpius returned the grin then leered at Albus, “Both.”

Disclaimer: This piece of fiction is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros. Inc. No money is being made, no copyright or trademark infringement, or offence is intended. All characters depicted in sexual situations are above the age of consent.