Some things are better with three
Characters: Grant Page, Hestia and Flora Carrow
Rating: NC17
Summary: Grant loves being between his two favourite women.
Flora remembered Matt kissing her goodbye, but she'd went back to sleep, rolling to find the warm body between herself and Hes on the bed. She was still mostly asleep, shifting her head to Grant's shoulder, her hand tucked up under her cheek.
Hestia grumbled at being jostled, her hand sliding across Grant's waist. "Sleep, Flora," she muttered, her words garbled and almost unintelligible.
Hearing both witches murmuring to one another was enough for Grant to sleepily open one eye to see what was going on. Both dark heads were resting on him and he didn't know if there was possibly a better position to be in in the entire world. Knowing that he didn't have to go into work that day made it all the better. "That's right, sleep Flora," he echoed, unable to restrain his amused - yet sleepy - smirk.
Flora snorted, waking slowly. "You sure you want me asleep?"
"I'm just repeating what she said, love," Grant replied, stretching his legs a bit as he felt himself wake up a bit more and more as time passed.
Flora slid her leg over his and snuggled against him as Hestia snickered and murmured, "You want us rested so you can pounce us both later, darling."
"Later? I suppose I could pounce later," he answered in a low voice with mock disappointment evident in his tone.
"Or now, I'm not picky," Flora offered, smirking as she pressed a light kiss on his shoulder.
It wasn't just her mouth pressed against him. Having two beautiful witches wearing next to nothing both rubbing their bodies against him felt amazing. He turned enough to capture Hestia's mouth with his own, doing his best to coax her into not going back to sleep but rather to have some fun with he and Flora instead. "Come on, dearest, now and later with a nap to rest in between."
Shifting slightly, Grant was able to keep hold of both women and discretely disguise his erection that had been tenting the sheets covering the three of them.
Flora and Hestia grinned at one another and Hestia's grin turned into a smirk when her hand drifted lower to stroke him slowly.
Flora shifted a bit, trailing kisses along his shoulder and neck, nipping at the shell of his ear. "You have us all to yourself, whatever will you do with us?"
Grant growled low in his throat as he rocked his hips against Hestia's touch and turned to pull Flora into the kissing too. "There are so many ways to answer that, love, but it looks more like I'm at the mercy of my witches."
Hestia grinned, flexing her hand and relishing the sounds Grant made as a result. "You do realise you've given free rein to Slytherins, don't you, darling?"
He was already out of breath and making noises that would have been humorous if they were coming from anyone else. "I trust you," was all he could coherently offer, "Both of you."
"You're in good hands," Flora said cheekily. "Now where did those handcuffs go."
It took all Hestia had not to laugh as Flora's teasing. Or at least she thought Flora was teasing.
Grant snorted. Being an Auror handcuff jokes were the norm. "Not this time, love. It's our first time together and I want to touch both of you when I have you. Would that be all right?"
"Oh yes." Flora's voice was soft but full of promise, her hand sliding along Grant's chest. "What would you like to do to us?"
Hestia stilled, very interested in Grant's answer. She and Flora only had one rule - that they wouldn't touch one another in any way- but the boys both knew that. She did slide down, pressing a light kiss just above his hip, unable to resist, looking up at him through her tousled hair.
His head was cloudy and his voice was thick with want as he arched his hips in response to Hestia's touch. He wound his fingers in Flora's hair, murmuring as he kissed her that he wanted to make love to them both - to hear his name fall from their mouths together.
"Show us," Flora whispered, nipping at his neck, marking him as hers- as theirs.
Hestia's tongue darted out, tasting the skin at his hip, silently urging him on.
Grant groaned, sliding his hand down the soft skin of Flora's hip before shifting to caress the side of Hestia's cheek. They were both two halves of a whole that completed him.
Guiding Hestia ever gently to his erection, he tried to control the rocking of his hips when she took him fully into her mouth. He left her to her work, dipping his head to taste her older sisters skin, his palms massaging her breasts, his tongue flicking a steady cadence on her hardened nipple.
Flora moaned, arching into Grant's touch, one hand cupping the back of his head. "Oh, that feels so good," she whimpered.
Hestia shifted, not changing her pace, her other hand resting on his stomach. She loved pleasuring him in this way- it was as much a turn on for her as it was for him.
He didn't even try to hold back his steady moan of pleasure against Flora's breast as he lavished as much attention on her as he could while being half undone himself. With a quick look up at her face he grinned, catching her gazing wantonly at what Hestia was doing. "Don't worry, love," he whispered huskily. "We're not near done," he promised, sliding his mouth down her body, encouraging her to move up on the bed so he could pay her the same attention.
Flora happily shifted up at his urging, slowly though as she relished how good his mouth felt on her skin.
Never so grateful that they'd all had sex the night before and just fallen asleep completely nude, Grant slid his mouth down Flora's abdomen and hips as she moved, coaxing her with soft kisses to straddle his face to let him taste her. It was an indescribably feeling, one twin's hot wet mouth on his member while the other's equally wet quim was in his mouth.
With one hand caressing Hestia's cheek, he reached his other to flick and play with Flora's breast, the unbelievably wanton noises coming out of her mouth making him grin wickedly against her and sped up his ministrations against her most sensitive spot.
Flora cried out, over and over, bracing her hands on the headboard as she completely fell apart.
Hestia couldn't wait a moment longer, moving up to take him in, crying out his name as she did so.
Grant groaned loudly when Hestia seated herself on him and with his now free hands he couldn't help but tighten his hold on Flora's perfect arse, giving her sister quite the show as he pulled her again and again into his mouth where he was relentlessly penetrating her dripping pussy with his tongue.
He knew he'd topple over the edge before Hes did but he tried his best to meet her thrust for thrust once Flora slipped off his face and curled up beside him, licking his taut nipple to help him along. His thumb began to strum Hestia's clit and when she threw her head back in pleasure he knew he couldn't hold on any more and spilt himself inside her completely. "Yes! Fuck!" he cried, half muffled by Flora kissing him deeply.
Hestia was hoarse by the time she came down from her peak, slumping over, resting her head on Grant's chest. "Holy fuck," was all she managed to mutter in sleepy awe.
"Amazing," he agreed tiredly before possessively slipping his arm around both witches and holding them against him tightly.
"Mmm hmm," Hestia mumbled, sliding off of him, cuddling as close as possible- a perfect mirror to how Flora was curled up on Grant's other side.
Grant kissed the top of each of their heads and wandlessly drew up the sheets around them all knowing that he was well and truly one of the luckiest wizards on the planet.
Rating: NC17
Summary: Grant loves being between his two favourite women.
Flora remembered Matt kissing her goodbye, but she'd went back to sleep, rolling to find the warm body between herself and Hes on the bed. She was still mostly asleep, shifting her head to Grant's shoulder, her hand tucked up under her cheek.
Hestia grumbled at being jostled, her hand sliding across Grant's waist. "Sleep, Flora," she muttered, her words garbled and almost unintelligible.
Hearing both witches murmuring to one another was enough for Grant to sleepily open one eye to see what was going on. Both dark heads were resting on him and he didn't know if there was possibly a better position to be in in the entire world. Knowing that he didn't have to go into work that day made it all the better. "That's right, sleep Flora," he echoed, unable to restrain his amused - yet sleepy - smirk.
Flora snorted, waking slowly. "You sure you want me asleep?"
"I'm just repeating what she said, love," Grant replied, stretching his legs a bit as he felt himself wake up a bit more and more as time passed.
Flora slid her leg over his and snuggled against him as Hestia snickered and murmured, "You want us rested so you can pounce us both later, darling."
"Later? I suppose I could pounce later," he answered in a low voice with mock disappointment evident in his tone.
"Or now, I'm not picky," Flora offered, smirking as she pressed a light kiss on his shoulder.
It wasn't just her mouth pressed against him. Having two beautiful witches wearing next to nothing both rubbing their bodies against him felt amazing. He turned enough to capture Hestia's mouth with his own, doing his best to coax her into not going back to sleep but rather to have some fun with he and Flora instead. "Come on, dearest, now and later with a nap to rest in between."
Shifting slightly, Grant was able to keep hold of both women and discretely disguise his erection that had been tenting the sheets covering the three of them.
Flora and Hestia grinned at one another and Hestia's grin turned into a smirk when her hand drifted lower to stroke him slowly.
Flora shifted a bit, trailing kisses along his shoulder and neck, nipping at the shell of his ear. "You have us all to yourself, whatever will you do with us?"
Grant growled low in his throat as he rocked his hips against Hestia's touch and turned to pull Flora into the kissing too. "There are so many ways to answer that, love, but it looks more like I'm at the mercy of my witches."
Hestia grinned, flexing her hand and relishing the sounds Grant made as a result. "You do realise you've given free rein to Slytherins, don't you, darling?"
He was already out of breath and making noises that would have been humorous if they were coming from anyone else. "I trust you," was all he could coherently offer, "Both of you."
"You're in good hands," Flora said cheekily. "Now where did those handcuffs go."
It took all Hestia had not to laugh as Flora's teasing. Or at least she thought Flora was teasing.
Grant snorted. Being an Auror handcuff jokes were the norm. "Not this time, love. It's our first time together and I want to touch both of you when I have you. Would that be all right?"
"Oh yes." Flora's voice was soft but full of promise, her hand sliding along Grant's chest. "What would you like to do to us?"
Hestia stilled, very interested in Grant's answer. She and Flora only had one rule - that they wouldn't touch one another in any way- but the boys both knew that. She did slide down, pressing a light kiss just above his hip, unable to resist, looking up at him through her tousled hair.
His head was cloudy and his voice was thick with want as he arched his hips in response to Hestia's touch. He wound his fingers in Flora's hair, murmuring as he kissed her that he wanted to make love to them both - to hear his name fall from their mouths together.
"Show us," Flora whispered, nipping at his neck, marking him as hers- as theirs.
Hestia's tongue darted out, tasting the skin at his hip, silently urging him on.
Grant groaned, sliding his hand down the soft skin of Flora's hip before shifting to caress the side of Hestia's cheek. They were both two halves of a whole that completed him.
Guiding Hestia ever gently to his erection, he tried to control the rocking of his hips when she took him fully into her mouth. He left her to her work, dipping his head to taste her older sisters skin, his palms massaging her breasts, his tongue flicking a steady cadence on her hardened nipple.
Flora moaned, arching into Grant's touch, one hand cupping the back of his head. "Oh, that feels so good," she whimpered.
Hestia shifted, not changing her pace, her other hand resting on his stomach. She loved pleasuring him in this way- it was as much a turn on for her as it was for him.
He didn't even try to hold back his steady moan of pleasure against Flora's breast as he lavished as much attention on her as he could while being half undone himself. With a quick look up at her face he grinned, catching her gazing wantonly at what Hestia was doing. "Don't worry, love," he whispered huskily. "We're not near done," he promised, sliding his mouth down her body, encouraging her to move up on the bed so he could pay her the same attention.
Flora happily shifted up at his urging, slowly though as she relished how good his mouth felt on her skin.
Never so grateful that they'd all had sex the night before and just fallen asleep completely nude, Grant slid his mouth down Flora's abdomen and hips as she moved, coaxing her with soft kisses to straddle his face to let him taste her. It was an indescribably feeling, one twin's hot wet mouth on his member while the other's equally wet quim was in his mouth.
With one hand caressing Hestia's cheek, he reached his other to flick and play with Flora's breast, the unbelievably wanton noises coming out of her mouth making him grin wickedly against her and sped up his ministrations against her most sensitive spot.
Flora cried out, over and over, bracing her hands on the headboard as she completely fell apart.
Hestia couldn't wait a moment longer, moving up to take him in, crying out his name as she did so.
Grant groaned loudly when Hestia seated herself on him and with his now free hands he couldn't help but tighten his hold on Flora's perfect arse, giving her sister quite the show as he pulled her again and again into his mouth where he was relentlessly penetrating her dripping pussy with his tongue.
He knew he'd topple over the edge before Hes did but he tried his best to meet her thrust for thrust once Flora slipped off his face and curled up beside him, licking his taut nipple to help him along. His thumb began to strum Hestia's clit and when she threw her head back in pleasure he knew he couldn't hold on any more and spilt himself inside her completely. "Yes! Fuck!" he cried, half muffled by Flora kissing him deeply.
Hestia was hoarse by the time she came down from her peak, slumping over, resting her head on Grant's chest. "Holy fuck," was all she managed to mutter in sleepy awe.
"Amazing," he agreed tiredly before possessively slipping his arm around both witches and holding them against him tightly.
"Mmm hmm," Hestia mumbled, sliding off of him, cuddling as close as possible- a perfect mirror to how Flora was curled up on Grant's other side.
Grant kissed the top of each of their heads and wandlessly drew up the sheets around them all knowing that he was well and truly one of the luckiest wizards on the planet.