Three-Peat
Title: Three-Peat
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Neville/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, threesome, voyeurism, exhibitionism, troilism
Word count: 1110
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for chaste_kiss who asked for a sequel to Three Play
Summary: Harry and Draco are up for a repeat performance.
Ever since the night they had invited Neville into their bed, Harry and Draco's sex life soared to new heights. Harry had only to recall the sight of Draco, spread beneath his friend while Neville fucked him through the mattress, to be inspired to do the same. Draco clearly enjoyed the extra attention, even if he sometimes winced when he sat down during the day.
~*~
Harry groaned and blew his load inside of Draco's quivering hole. He wilted forward, catching himself on his forearms so as not to fall on top of his boyfriend. Draco's hands smoothed up and down Harry's back before giving Harry's right arse cheek a squeeze.
Harry chuckled and eased out of Draco, teasing his rim with the tip of his cock before he withdrew completely. Harry slumped to his side and drew Draco into his arms.
"I've been thinking," Harry began.
"That sounds quite dangerous," Draco quipped.
Harry pinched Draco's bum, startling a yelp out of him. "Wanker," he growled. "I was wondering if you'd like to invite Neville to join us again some evening."
Draco was silent for a long moment. Finally he ventured to say, "I thought that was meant to be a one off of sorts."
Harry stifled his disappointment. "That's okay," he said, tightening his arms around Draco in a quick hug. "It was just a suggestion."
"I'm not saying no," Draco said quickly. "It's only...I wasn't sure if you wanted to try it again."
Harry hid a smile in Draco's hair. "Yeah," he said. "I would like to try it again. Seeing you with another man was...it was hot."
Draco smiled back. "It was very hot," he murmured. "After all, I'm the one who got to have sex with two hot blokes."
~*~
Harry noted that Draco appeared considerably more relaxed than he'd been the first time they invited Neville to their bed. Draco sauntered out of the en suite, clad only in a white robe. He had taken care of preparations, and now he was ready for the main event.
Harry's cock was already hard and leaking, and it poked through the folds of his own robe. Draco noticed, and he licked his lips. Harry groaned and squeezed the base of his prick. He placed a straight-back chair at the foot of the bed and sat down.
"I want you naked this time, Dragon," Harry said, voice rough with desire. "And, I want you on all fours with your arse in the air, so I can watch Neville take you from behind."
Draco's breath caught audibly. "Fuck, Harry," he breathed. Draco unknotted the tie of his robe, then shrugged the garment off.
Harry swallowed heavily. He gave his cock another squeeze, not bothering to hide it in the folds of his robe. Harry cleared his throat and called out, "Come in, Nev."
The bedroom door opened, and Neville walked in. Unlike last time, he wore nothing but a pair of pyjama bottoms, tented at the front. His eyes flicked to Harry, and they exchanged nods. Neville then turned his attention to Draco. "Get on the bed, Malfoy," he ordered.
Draco's breathing quickened, and he clambered onto the bed. He settled on all fours, facing Harry. Neville joined him. He knelt behind Draco and pulled his pyjama bottoms down. His cock bobbed free, erect and curving upward. Draco lowered himself onto his elbows, lifting his arse in sexual submission.
Neville met Harry's hot gaze and flashed him a smile. "This may be awkward, mate," he said.
"Close your eyes and think of England," said Harry.
"Twat," Neville snorted. He gave his cock two firm strokes, then parted Draco's arse cheeks.
Draco caught Harry's eyes and bit his lip. Harry gave him a reassuring smile, then transferred his attention to Neville's cock. He was just in time to see his friend guide himself into position and thrust. Draco gasped, Neville grunted, and Harry groaned. As before, Neville didn't wait for Draco to adjust; he simply took what he wanted, and what he wanted was Draco's arse. Neville gripped Draco's hips and began pounding into him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," panted Draco. His fingers clutched at the bedding, and his eyes fastened themselves to the sight of Harry's thick cock, which was protruding from Harry's robe.
Neville did close his eyes, shutting out the sight of Harry as he fucked Harry's boyfriend in front of him.
Harry wondered if his own face assumed that expression of blissful concentration when he shagged Draco. Neville certainly appeared to be enjoying himself. His jaw was clenched as his hips pumped over Draco's upraised arse, banging Draco while Harry enjoyed the view. Harry ached with need as he watched Neville's slick cock sliding into Draco again and again.
"Harry...oh god, Harry," moaned Draco.
"Touch yourself, Dragon," rasped Harry. "I want to watch you come."
Draco shifted, balancing on his left arm and reaching beneath himself with his right hand. Harry could tell by the jerky motions of Draco's arm that he was stroking himself, and he gave his own neglected cock a soothing stroke. Soft cries began tumbling from Draco's lips, indicating how close he was. Harry leaned forward, not wanting to miss Draco's pleasure.
Draco's body stiffened, and he moaned. Behind him, Neville began thrusting faster. He bottomed out and climaxed with a hoarse cry. Harry surged to his feet and dragged his robe off. Neville pulled out of Draco and crawled to the far side of the bed, pyjama bottoms still tangled around his thighs. Draco collapsed forward, breathing hard.
Harry climbed on the bed, paused to admire Draco's glossy, wide-open rim, then pushed him down flat and tugged at him until Draco rolled over on his back. Harry wrenched Draco's thighs apart and covered him. He aligned his cock and plunged into Draco's wet hole. A feeble moan escaped Draco, and both his cock and his rim twitched at this new, delicious intrusion.
Harry put his back into it, plunging into Draco, who lay limp and replete beneath him. His face was flushed with pleasure, and to Harry, Draco had never looked more sexy and appealing. Harry thrust, over and over, until he shouted out loud at the height of his own pleasure.
It was over, and Harry felt drained. He pulled out of Draco with less care than he should have, drawing a wince from Draco and a muttered curse.
"Sorry," slurred Harry. He settled next to his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around Draco. Harry slung a proprietary leg across Draco's thighs. While Draco merely yawned, Neville took the hint. He rolled off of the bed and pulled his pyjamas up.
"Goodbye, Nev," Harry mumbled.
Neville took his dismissal with good grace. "I'll be seeing you, Harry, Malfoy," he said as he walked to the door. Neville turned back and added, "Soon, I hope."
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, Neville/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Explicit sex, threesome, voyeurism, exhibitionism, troilism
Word count: 1110
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for chaste_kiss who asked for a sequel to Three Play
Summary: Harry and Draco are up for a repeat performance.
Ever since the night they had invited Neville into their bed, Harry and Draco's sex life soared to new heights. Harry had only to recall the sight of Draco, spread beneath his friend while Neville fucked him through the mattress, to be inspired to do the same. Draco clearly enjoyed the extra attention, even if he sometimes winced when he sat down during the day.
~*~
Harry groaned and blew his load inside of Draco's quivering hole. He wilted forward, catching himself on his forearms so as not to fall on top of his boyfriend. Draco's hands smoothed up and down Harry's back before giving Harry's right arse cheek a squeeze.
Harry chuckled and eased out of Draco, teasing his rim with the tip of his cock before he withdrew completely. Harry slumped to his side and drew Draco into his arms.
"I've been thinking," Harry began.
"That sounds quite dangerous," Draco quipped.
Harry pinched Draco's bum, startling a yelp out of him. "Wanker," he growled. "I was wondering if you'd like to invite Neville to join us again some evening."
Draco was silent for a long moment. Finally he ventured to say, "I thought that was meant to be a one off of sorts."
Harry stifled his disappointment. "That's okay," he said, tightening his arms around Draco in a quick hug. "It was just a suggestion."
"I'm not saying no," Draco said quickly. "It's only...I wasn't sure if you wanted to try it again."
Harry hid a smile in Draco's hair. "Yeah," he said. "I would like to try it again. Seeing you with another man was...it was hot."
Draco smiled back. "It was very hot," he murmured. "After all, I'm the one who got to have sex with two hot blokes."
~*~
Harry noted that Draco appeared considerably more relaxed than he'd been the first time they invited Neville to their bed. Draco sauntered out of the en suite, clad only in a white robe. He had taken care of preparations, and now he was ready for the main event.
Harry's cock was already hard and leaking, and it poked through the folds of his own robe. Draco noticed, and he licked his lips. Harry groaned and squeezed the base of his prick. He placed a straight-back chair at the foot of the bed and sat down.
"I want you naked this time, Dragon," Harry said, voice rough with desire. "And, I want you on all fours with your arse in the air, so I can watch Neville take you from behind."
Draco's breath caught audibly. "Fuck, Harry," he breathed. Draco unknotted the tie of his robe, then shrugged the garment off.
Harry swallowed heavily. He gave his cock another squeeze, not bothering to hide it in the folds of his robe. Harry cleared his throat and called out, "Come in, Nev."
The bedroom door opened, and Neville walked in. Unlike last time, he wore nothing but a pair of pyjama bottoms, tented at the front. His eyes flicked to Harry, and they exchanged nods. Neville then turned his attention to Draco. "Get on the bed, Malfoy," he ordered.
Draco's breathing quickened, and he clambered onto the bed. He settled on all fours, facing Harry. Neville joined him. He knelt behind Draco and pulled his pyjama bottoms down. His cock bobbed free, erect and curving upward. Draco lowered himself onto his elbows, lifting his arse in sexual submission.
Neville met Harry's hot gaze and flashed him a smile. "This may be awkward, mate," he said.
"Close your eyes and think of England," said Harry.
"Twat," Neville snorted. He gave his cock two firm strokes, then parted Draco's arse cheeks.
Draco caught Harry's eyes and bit his lip. Harry gave him a reassuring smile, then transferred his attention to Neville's cock. He was just in time to see his friend guide himself into position and thrust. Draco gasped, Neville grunted, and Harry groaned. As before, Neville didn't wait for Draco to adjust; he simply took what he wanted, and what he wanted was Draco's arse. Neville gripped Draco's hips and began pounding into him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," panted Draco. His fingers clutched at the bedding, and his eyes fastened themselves to the sight of Harry's thick cock, which was protruding from Harry's robe.
Neville did close his eyes, shutting out the sight of Harry as he fucked Harry's boyfriend in front of him.
Harry wondered if his own face assumed that expression of blissful concentration when he shagged Draco. Neville certainly appeared to be enjoying himself. His jaw was clenched as his hips pumped over Draco's upraised arse, banging Draco while Harry enjoyed the view. Harry ached with need as he watched Neville's slick cock sliding into Draco again and again.
"Harry...oh god, Harry," moaned Draco.
"Touch yourself, Dragon," rasped Harry. "I want to watch you come."
Draco shifted, balancing on his left arm and reaching beneath himself with his right hand. Harry could tell by the jerky motions of Draco's arm that he was stroking himself, and he gave his own neglected cock a soothing stroke. Soft cries began tumbling from Draco's lips, indicating how close he was. Harry leaned forward, not wanting to miss Draco's pleasure.
Draco's body stiffened, and he moaned. Behind him, Neville began thrusting faster. He bottomed out and climaxed with a hoarse cry. Harry surged to his feet and dragged his robe off. Neville pulled out of Draco and crawled to the far side of the bed, pyjama bottoms still tangled around his thighs. Draco collapsed forward, breathing hard.
Harry climbed on the bed, paused to admire Draco's glossy, wide-open rim, then pushed him down flat and tugged at him until Draco rolled over on his back. Harry wrenched Draco's thighs apart and covered him. He aligned his cock and plunged into Draco's wet hole. A feeble moan escaped Draco, and both his cock and his rim twitched at this new, delicious intrusion.
Harry put his back into it, plunging into Draco, who lay limp and replete beneath him. His face was flushed with pleasure, and to Harry, Draco had never looked more sexy and appealing. Harry thrust, over and over, until he shouted out loud at the height of his own pleasure.
It was over, and Harry felt drained. He pulled out of Draco with less care than he should have, drawing a wince from Draco and a muttered curse.
"Sorry," slurred Harry. He settled next to his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around Draco. Harry slung a proprietary leg across Draco's thighs. While Draco merely yawned, Neville took the hint. He rolled off of the bed and pulled his pyjamas up.
"Goodbye, Nev," Harry mumbled.
Neville took his dismissal with good grace. "I'll be seeing you, Harry, Malfoy," he said as he walked to the door. Neville turned back and added, "Soon, I hope."