The path of Scorpius' touch along the length of his body is a combination of ticklish and - well, honestly, there's no better word for it: electrifying.

If Albus hadn't been completely distracted by Scorpius (so that the world around them could cease to exist and he wouldn't even notice) before, well he certainly is now.

Everything is getting hotter, the pounding in his chest is getting louder, and the blood pumping in his ears is nearly deafening - save for the sound of their breathing, and lips being pressed against skin, hands skimming strong curves and tense muscle.

He is only vaguely aware that Scorpius' hand is reaching lower than it ever has, and Albus is both excited and a little scared of what he knows is going to come next.