The twitching tip of Scorpius" dick is aimed at Albus" reddened hole. It seems to glisten wet in the dull purple glow of the runes which line the inner edge of his buttocks; he instinctively presses against it (the sight alone makes him gasp). As if in response to his cock's presence, the hole twitches along his sensitive skin - engrossed and powerless, as if he had lost all control over himself, he pushes further forward, watching his glans penetrate the slightly widened opening.