A Strange Affair 2
Title: A Strange Affair 2
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Severus/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, an almost-threesome
Word count: 1050
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for slashpervert, who asked for the kinkier the better! This is a sequel to A Strange Affair.
Summary: Harry's invitation to stay with Severus and Draco has been extended to their bed.
Harry had been staying with Severus and Draco for nearly a month now. During that time, he had engaged in frequent sex with Draco before returning him, flushed and satisfied, to his husband. Severus, feeling a need to reestablish his claim to his young husband, was also coupling with Draco more often. As a result, all three men were relaxed and happy.
Tonight, however, Harry was anxious and suffering a mild case of nerves. For the first time since Harry's extended visit, Severus had invited him into the master bedroom. Harry would be joining Severus and Draco in their bed. He took an early shower, dressed in his best pyjamas, and crossed the hall to knock lightly on the door.
Draco opened the door with a smile on his face and beckoned Harry inside. "Severus is still in the shower," he said, "but he'll be joining us soon."
The two of them settled onto the magically enlarged bed. Draco turned into Harry's arms and tilted his head for a kiss. Passion escalated between them as they snogged, until a sharply cleared throat caused them to roll apart with sheepish smiles.
"Beginning without me, were you?" Severus asked in a stern voice.
"We were just warming up," Draco assured him with a cheeky grin.
Severus dropped his robe and joined his young husband and Harry on the massive bed. They had discussed ahead of time how the evening's activities were to be played out. At a nod from Severus, all three stripped out of their pyjamas and lay back down together. Severus reclined on his side and watched as Harry took the bottle of lubricant from the headboard.
Harry encouraged Draco to lie back and open his legs. He kissed his way down Draco's torso and closed his mouth around the tip of Draco's cock. When Draco hissed and arched up, Harry worked two lubed fingers into him.
Severus watched with interest. Before Harry had reentered their lives, Severus had left it up to Draco to prepare himself for their infrequent couplings. Once Harry had arrived and Severus had convinced him to have sex with Draco as a favor to both of them, Severus had left them to it and had taken advantage of Draco's slick and relaxed body to copulate with him when he returned from Harry's bed in the guest room. As Severus observed Harry preparing to take his husband, he found himself becoming more aroused.
Draco was getting louder, voice rough with lust as Harry fingered and fellated him. "Please, Harry, please," he begged, twisting on the bed and clutching the blankets in a desperate grip.
Severus' erection throbbed with jealousy at the sight of Harry's mouth wrapped around Draco's prick and Draco's obvious enjoyment of it. He was on the verge of pleading for more, too, when Harry finally sat up.
Harry got a condom from a basket on the headboard, opened the packet and smoothed the condom over his cock. Although Severus allowed Harry to have sex with Draco, he insisted that Harry wear a condom while doing so.
Harry settled between Draco's legs again, and Severus held his breath. He had never taken Draco in the missionary position. Severus didn't identity as homosexual, and until Harry came for a visit, he had only ever copulated with Draco when his needs became too great. Severus found it easier to rut on his husband from behind, because Draco's extra bits intimidated him.
Draco's low groan alerted Severus to the fact that he had just been penetrated by Harry. Severus licked his lips and watched as Harry's arse rose and fell steadily between Draco's spread thighs. Both of them were enjoying the activity, if their passionate moans and cries were anything to go by. Severus squeezed the base of his own cock as he awaited his turn.
Draco lifted his hips into each of Harry's thrusts. His eyes were closed, and his mouth was open as he gasped and mewled. Harry jabbed his prostate, and Draco's eyes flew open. At first, all he saw was Harry moving above him, but then his eyes sought his husband's. Severus was sitting near them on the bed, one hand gripping his turgid cock, his dark eyes watching in avid fascination. For Draco, it was too much, and he jerked his knees up and climaxed with a loud cry of completion.
Harry pounded into Draco's hole, loving the way Draco's muscles spasmed around his shaft as he thrust. He drove in twice more and came with a growl of pleasure. Harry wanted nothing more than to collapse atop Draco and catch his breath, but he was a guest in this bed, and it wasn't his place. Instead, he eased out of Draco and rolled away to dispose of his condom.
Severus moved to crouch over Draco, and he pawed at him until Draco rolled over and raised his arse. Severus mounted him and slid easily into Draco's trembling body. His husband's hole was wet and loose, and Severus preferred it that way. It felt more like the welcoming heat of a woman's body. Draco's muscles quivered and contracted around him, and Severus grunted at the pleasurable sensation.
Harry lay back and observed, his own spent cock giving a twitch of interest at the proceedings. Draco was hugging a pillow to his face, and his expression was one of pure bliss as his husband plowed into him from behind. Severus' jaw was tight, as were the fingers he was clutching Draco's hips with. His movements became more erratic until he flung his head back and groaned.
Severus ground himself as deeply into Draco as he could, his release spurting into his husband. Severus waited until his shudders subsided before uncoupling from Draco and lying next to him. Draco immediately turned and burrowed into Severus' arms with a happy, sated hum.
Harry smiled at them and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed to leave until Severus' voice stopped him.
"Stay."
Harry didn't question the invitation. Instead, he lay back down and spooned up behind Draco, heaving a contented sigh as Severus drew the blankets up over the three of them.
A Strange Affair 3
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Severus/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, an almost-threesome
Word count: 1050
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for slashpervert, who asked for the kinkier the better! This is a sequel to A Strange Affair.
Summary: Harry's invitation to stay with Severus and Draco has been extended to their bed.
Harry had been staying with Severus and Draco for nearly a month now. During that time, he had engaged in frequent sex with Draco before returning him, flushed and satisfied, to his husband. Severus, feeling a need to reestablish his claim to his young husband, was also coupling with Draco more often. As a result, all three men were relaxed and happy.
Tonight, however, Harry was anxious and suffering a mild case of nerves. For the first time since Harry's extended visit, Severus had invited him into the master bedroom. Harry would be joining Severus and Draco in their bed. He took an early shower, dressed in his best pyjamas, and crossed the hall to knock lightly on the door.
Draco opened the door with a smile on his face and beckoned Harry inside. "Severus is still in the shower," he said, "but he'll be joining us soon."
The two of them settled onto the magically enlarged bed. Draco turned into Harry's arms and tilted his head for a kiss. Passion escalated between them as they snogged, until a sharply cleared throat caused them to roll apart with sheepish smiles.
"Beginning without me, were you?" Severus asked in a stern voice.
"We were just warming up," Draco assured him with a cheeky grin.
Severus dropped his robe and joined his young husband and Harry on the massive bed. They had discussed ahead of time how the evening's activities were to be played out. At a nod from Severus, all three stripped out of their pyjamas and lay back down together. Severus reclined on his side and watched as Harry took the bottle of lubricant from the headboard.
Harry encouraged Draco to lie back and open his legs. He kissed his way down Draco's torso and closed his mouth around the tip of Draco's cock. When Draco hissed and arched up, Harry worked two lubed fingers into him.
Severus watched with interest. Before Harry had reentered their lives, Severus had left it up to Draco to prepare himself for their infrequent couplings. Once Harry had arrived and Severus had convinced him to have sex with Draco as a favor to both of them, Severus had left them to it and had taken advantage of Draco's slick and relaxed body to copulate with him when he returned from Harry's bed in the guest room. As Severus observed Harry preparing to take his husband, he found himself becoming more aroused.
Draco was getting louder, voice rough with lust as Harry fingered and fellated him. "Please, Harry, please," he begged, twisting on the bed and clutching the blankets in a desperate grip.
Severus' erection throbbed with jealousy at the sight of Harry's mouth wrapped around Draco's prick and Draco's obvious enjoyment of it. He was on the verge of pleading for more, too, when Harry finally sat up.
Harry got a condom from a basket on the headboard, opened the packet and smoothed the condom over his cock. Although Severus allowed Harry to have sex with Draco, he insisted that Harry wear a condom while doing so.
Harry settled between Draco's legs again, and Severus held his breath. He had never taken Draco in the missionary position. Severus didn't identity as homosexual, and until Harry came for a visit, he had only ever copulated with Draco when his needs became too great. Severus found it easier to rut on his husband from behind, because Draco's extra bits intimidated him.
Draco's low groan alerted Severus to the fact that he had just been penetrated by Harry. Severus licked his lips and watched as Harry's arse rose and fell steadily between Draco's spread thighs. Both of them were enjoying the activity, if their passionate moans and cries were anything to go by. Severus squeezed the base of his own cock as he awaited his turn.
Draco lifted his hips into each of Harry's thrusts. His eyes were closed, and his mouth was open as he gasped and mewled. Harry jabbed his prostate, and Draco's eyes flew open. At first, all he saw was Harry moving above him, but then his eyes sought his husband's. Severus was sitting near them on the bed, one hand gripping his turgid cock, his dark eyes watching in avid fascination. For Draco, it was too much, and he jerked his knees up and climaxed with a loud cry of completion.
Harry pounded into Draco's hole, loving the way Draco's muscles spasmed around his shaft as he thrust. He drove in twice more and came with a growl of pleasure. Harry wanted nothing more than to collapse atop Draco and catch his breath, but he was a guest in this bed, and it wasn't his place. Instead, he eased out of Draco and rolled away to dispose of his condom.
Severus moved to crouch over Draco, and he pawed at him until Draco rolled over and raised his arse. Severus mounted him and slid easily into Draco's trembling body. His husband's hole was wet and loose, and Severus preferred it that way. It felt more like the welcoming heat of a woman's body. Draco's muscles quivered and contracted around him, and Severus grunted at the pleasurable sensation.
Harry lay back and observed, his own spent cock giving a twitch of interest at the proceedings. Draco was hugging a pillow to his face, and his expression was one of pure bliss as his husband plowed into him from behind. Severus' jaw was tight, as were the fingers he was clutching Draco's hips with. His movements became more erratic until he flung his head back and groaned.
Severus ground himself as deeply into Draco as he could, his release spurting into his husband. Severus waited until his shudders subsided before uncoupling from Draco and lying next to him. Draco immediately turned and burrowed into Severus' arms with a happy, sated hum.
Harry smiled at them and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed to leave until Severus' voice stopped him.
"Stay."
Harry didn't question the invitation. Instead, he lay back down and spooned up behind Draco, heaving a contented sigh as Severus drew the blankets up over the three of them.
A Strange Affair 3