Scorpius isn't sure if that's even possible, but he closes his mouth indulgently, before looking down at Albus" chest rising and falling rapidly. He brushes the trousers off his legs with his feet, then hesitates no longer - the thought alone is raunchy enough to drain the need to laugh out of him, to make him melt with anticipation. So he smears Avery's still warm cum with his fingertips on the spots of the shaft he missed.