FIC: For Your Entertainment
Title: For Your Entertainment
Author: freakingcrups
Pairing: Theo/Blaise, Bill/Theo/Blaise
Rating: NC-17
Words: 4,452 words.
Summary: Blaise and Theo are in a relationship and have been since they were teenagers. When they have a chance at a threesome, they decide to give it a try.
Warnings: Threesome, graphic sex, a small portion of swearing.
Notes: Thank you so much to kinky_kneazle for betaing this story! I really appreciate it. Your comments were really appreciated and they helped me so much. <3 Written for round five of daisychain_drab.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
For Your Entertainment
Theo threw back the shot of Firewhiskey and grimaced at the burn in his throat. He shivered and raised his finger, signalling the bartender to get him another one. The bartender nodded.
"I'd say you had a rough day."
Theo glanced to the side and frowned at the red head that sat beside him. The first thing he noticed was the fang earring that hung from his ear. It was large, white and quite interesting. He couldn't quite tell what kind of tooth it was, but it intrigued him. And then there was the hair - long strands of copper that was held together by what appeared to be a simple dragonhide band. His eyes, a dark, penetrating blue were staring at him intently and clearly, he was waiting for an answer.
"You could say that," Theo answered politely. "You a Weasley?"
It wasn't hard to identify the man as a Weasley, with red hair like that, he couldn't be anything but.
"Sure am," the man held out his hand. "Bill."
Theo took it, shaking the firm hand with a strong grip. "Theo Nott."
Bill nodded and grinned. He leaned over the bar, ordering a Firewhiskey from the bartender, before turning his attention back on to Theo. "Can I buy you a drink, Theo?"
Theo snorted. This wasn't a gay bar, but he could tell when someone was trying to pick him up. As soon as he'd seen Bill, Theo's gaydar had gone haywire and there was no doubting the other man's intentions.
"Sorry, Bill, I'm taken," Theo said truthfully as he chugged down his shot of Firewhiskey.
"What are you doing here alone, then?" Bill asked, raising a bushy, red eyebrow.
Theo snorted. "Do I have to take my boyfriend every time I go out for a drink?"
"Well, you'd think that would be the proper thing to do."
Theo shook his head. "Thanks for the offer, mate, but I'd best be off." He rose from his chair and grabbed his robe from it’s back. Swinging it around, he slipped his arms into it and nodded shortly at Bill, before he slipped out of the door of the bar. He knew he was being followed; he could hear the heavy footsteps and it could only be on person.
"What do you want?" Theo spun on his heel, glaring at the taller man.
"I just want to make sure you get home alright, mate," Bill offered with a quirky smile and languid shrug of his shoulders.
"I'm not drunk, Weasley," Theo spat, shaking his head. It seemed to him like this was another attempt to try and get into his pants.
"Did you have a rough day?"
The question should have annoyed Theo further. It should have sent him into a rage, but it didn't. It just made him feel even more tired than he did already. It was mostly because of the memories of another day at work.
"Weasley, I work twelve hours a day and do you know what I do?"
Bill frowned as he dug his hands into his jacket. He shrugged his shoulders again and took a few steps forward.
"I find dirt on a person's wife or husband. I am a divorce lawyer. I'm the one who gets to see what love turns into when there's infidelity in a relationship or when they just grow old and get sick and tired of each other. And then you get those couples, who just don't feel like being married anymore." All the anger that Theo felt coursed through his body and out of his mouth with his words. His tone was harsh and livid. "Then I go home to the man I've loved since I was sixteen, and try to understand why I can't call him my husband, when heterosexual couples treat marriage with so little respect."
Bill opened his mouth, but shut it again quickly. "I'm sorry."
Theo laughed sarcastically. "Sorry doesn't change anything. Neither does complaining." He sighed and rubbed his hands over his face tiredly. He could feel the fatigue of a long, hard day catching up on him. "I go out drinking before going home so that when I get home, I can pretend to be happy for Blaise. So he doesn't have to go through my pain."
"Theo..."
"No one gave you permission to call me that." Theo took a step back and waved his hand impatiently. "Leave me alone, Weasley. You follow me, I'll hex you, yeah?"
He didn't wait for answer before he spun on his heel, stumbling a little, and made his way home.
By the time he finally reached the house, he had taken one of his never ending stash of sobering potions and entered the house as good as new. He smiled at Blaise as his boyfriend looked up.
Blaise grunted. "Do you actually think I'm that stupid? You been drinking?"
Theo sighed, aware that they were going to have another one of Blaise’s serious talks. He stumbled over to the sofa and collapsed next to the other man. It felt good to rid his tired legs of his weight. His head rested on the back of the sofa and he closed his eyes. Hands massaged his chest and he groaned at the feeling of the talented touch through his clothes. He felt fingers work at the button of his shirt and he reached down to grab Blaise’s hand to stop him.
"I’m not...I’m just too tired, love."
He opened his eyes to see Blaise’s frown. "Since when are you not in the mood for me to fuck you, Theo?"
"Since I’ve come home from work tired and sore," Theo snapped as he pushed Blaise’s hands away roughly. He stood from the sofa and stormed up the stairs and towards their ensuite. Ridding himself of his clothes, throwing them all over the floor just because he knew Blaise hated it when he did that, he slipped into the shower and turned on the warm spray of water. It cascaded down his slim body, soothing his protesting muscles.
He didn’t need to hear the door to know that Blaise had followed him. He knew his boyfriend too well and it was times like these that he could understand. He had shared Theo’s burdens more than once, which is why he chose to drink them away before he came home. Blaise had already been through enough of Theo’s work problems, he didn’t need them every day he came home from his own job.
Theo didn’t jump when he felt the hands on his back. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the pressure on his skin as Blaise’s hands kneaded his muscles, soothing them under the force. They massaged his back before making their way up to his shoulders.
"Blaise..." Theo groaned. He loved Blaise’s hands. They were soft, yet rough. There were no calluses or burns on his hands, which was a miracle considering he worked in an apothecary with Malfoy and they seemed to have a lot of unexpected explosions while experimenting with new potions. His fingers were long, thicker than Theo’s, but elegant. He could work miracles with them.
"Why did you go out drinking, Theo?"
His eyes jolted open. He didn’t answer, even when he felt the warm skin of Blaise’s chest and soft cock pressed against his arse. Blaise was flush against his back and his hands slithered around Theo’s waist. A hand wrapped around his cock, tugging on it softly, almost languidly.
Theo groaned against his touched and pushed his arse back against the growing erection behind him. "Relieve some stress," he answered in a husky tone.
"From what?" Blaise’s teeth scraped against his neck, his tongue darting out to flicker against the pulse that thumped at the base of his throat.
"Blaise, don’t..."
The hand worked in a faster pace and Theo reached behind him to grab his boyfriend’s hair, tugging at it. Usually, Blaise kept his hair short, shaven almost, but with some sly begging and even some blackmail on Theo’s behalf, Blaise had grown it out.
"Tell me, Theo."
If there was one thing that Blaise knew how to do, it was get information out of Theo. They had been together for far too long for him not to know how to push Theo’s buttons.
"I didn’t want to worry you. I was..." Theo groaned and thrust his hips forward, his cock still sliding in and out of Blaise’s curled palm. "I had a bad day at work. Stupid, straight couples getting divorced."
Blaise hummed into his ear. His fist sped up and Theo felt his knees grow weak. Blaise’s knee pushed at Theo’s leg and instinctively, he opened his legs wider to give his boyfriend access. All it took was for Blaise to spread his arse cheeks and press the pad of his finger against his hole and Theo was coming.
***
Theo scrubbed the towel over his hair, attempting to dry the mass of brown curls.
"I don’t want you to go to the pub anymore, am I clear?" Blaise’s voice left no room for argument.
Theo sighed as he turned around to look at his boyfriend. "Blaise, I don’t want to bring my problems home to you."
Blaise snorted and waved his hand impatiently. "Theo, that’s what I’m bloody here for. I’m your boyfriend and anything that upsets you should be shared with me."
Theo had no choice but to nod. He’d never win when it came to Blaise.
The doorbell rang and Theo grumbled. He looked down at his body. He only had a towel wrapped loosely around his waist and water still dripped down his body. It wasn’t worth putting any clothes on, they’d just end up wet anyway. Theo glanced at Blaise and saw he was bending over the bed looking for his clothes. He tried not to groan at the sight of his boyfriend’s very naked arse and bollocks. Looks like he’d be the one answering the door; he tightened the towel around his waist and rolled his eyes, walking out of the bedroom.
It couldn’t be anyone that important anyway, not at this time of the night. He opened the door and gaped in surprise when he saw who it was. Bill Weasley stood at his doorstep, a silly smile playing on his lips.
"Weasley, what are you doing here?"
Theo tried not to notice those pretty blue eyes move down his semi naked body. And he certainly tried not to notice the lust that formed in them.
"You forgot your coin bag on the bar. I thought I’d bring it back to you." Weasley held up the small, green coin bag that he was referring too and Theo cursed. He had been in such a rush to get out of the bar, he didn’t even realize that he had left it there. "Lucky I found it too, there were a few of the young ones hanging around, ready to grab it."
Theo snorted and held out his hand. When Weasley dropped the bag, Theo weighed it in his hand. It felt about right.
"What? Do you think I took some out of it?" An amused smile adorned Weasley’s lips.
"Never know," Theo answered truthfully, shrugging his shoulders. "Thanks for that. You want a galleon or something for bringing it back?"
Weasley snorted. "I’m not after your money, Theo."
His eyes slid to a spot behind Theo and he turned to see what Weasley was looking at. Blaise was walking down the stairs and Theo thanked whoever was listening that his boyfriend had put on some clothes. It was only pyjama pants and a simple shirt, but it was better than nothing.
"Who the bloody hell are you?" Blaise’s eyes darted from Theo, who unconsciously gripped the towel that was wrapped around his waist, to Bill.
"Bill Weasley," Weasley answered with a grin.
"You want to tell me why you’re at my house?" Blaise wasn’t one to flitter around a topic. If he wanted to know something, he usually went straight to the point. It was one of the many attributes that Theo had fallen in love with.
Weasley seemed to take it in his stride. "Theo forgot his coin bag on the bar, so I brought it back. I thought he might miss it." He shrugged languidly. He didn’t seem to notice the anger lines in Blaise’s face, but Theo did. He always noticed.
"Blaise..." Theo reached out to Blaise, but his hand was slapped away.
"And what were you doing at the bar with my boyfriend in the first place, Weasley?"
Weasley shook his head. "I wasn’t with him, I was with another bloke. I just ran into him."
It would have been a good enough lie, if Blaise hadn’t been trained in finding the truth. It was all part of his former job as a hit wizard. Many people who knew him went out of their way to make sure they were telling him the truth at all times.
"Don’t lie, Weasley." Blaise took a step in front of Theo and he took it as a message to step back. Theo did so and sighed.
"Blaise, the guy is harmless. He’s a Weasley, for Merlin’s sake." Theo reached up to press his fingers into his boyfriend’s shoulders, massaging the tenseness in them.
"A Weasley that you happen to find attractive," Blaise replied tersely.
Theo opened his mouth to deny it, but shut it again, knowing that to argue it would be pointless. He did find Weasley attractive, even with the mass of long, red hair and dreadful earring. He looked like an old fashion punk, stepping right out of the pages of Witch Weekly.
Weasley raised an eyebrow when he realized that Theo wasn’t going to deny it. "Fine. I was drinking on my own and I saw Theo. I thought he had a nice arse and so I was planning on seducing him until he told me he had a boyfriend and wasn’t interested."
Theo saw Blaise raise a dark eyebrow in surprise. He wasn’t quite sure if was surprised by the honesty and courage it took to say it, or the modest smile that graced the man’s lips. It could have also been because of the lust in his gaze as well. The blue eyes looked from Theo to Blaise and there was no denying what he wanted, even if he didn’t say.
"Wait there, Weasley." Blaise shut the door and spun on his heel to stare at Theo. "If you weren’t with me, would you shag him?"
It was a strange question, considering the only man Theo had ever been with was Blaise. However, he nodded truthfully.
"Have you ever thought..." Blaise’s dark brown eyes scanned Theo’s half naked body. His fingers reached out, caressing the skin on Theo’s lower belly.
Theo had a feeling he knew what Blaise was trying to say. They had talked about a threesome, once, but it never went further than a discussion. It was so long ago, but remembering made him shiver in desire.
"Yes," Theo answered, grabbing a fistful of Blaise’s pyjama top and dragging him closer. "I mean, if you want..."
"Yes," Blaise’s tone had grown gruff with lust. "Tonight. Only tonight. That’s it, Theo."
Theo nodded his head in agreement. "Only tonight," he agreed quietly. He felt blood rush south at the thought of what they were about to do.
Blaise’s lips crashed against his own and Theo replied to the kiss eagerly. It didn’t last long, before Blaise had broke the kiss and opened the door again. Weasley still stood outside and when the wooden door opened, he raised an eyebrow.
"Weasley, how would you like one night with both of us?"
Weasley looked surprised. He glanced from Theo to Blaise, before he licked his lips and nodded hastily. "Bloody hell, yes." His dark eyes darted to Theo’s lower stomach.
Theo glanced at Blaise and smirked. Blaise nodded as he closed the door so Theo let the towel drop to the floor. He wasn’t quite sure if the throaty growl came from Blaise or Weasley, but it didn’t matter who. He licked his lips as he raised his gaze to Weasley - Bill, whose eyes had now flicked down to Theo’s half hard cock.
"Like what you see, Bill?"
Bill swallowed. He didn’t say anything for a moment and Theo wondered if he was going to make a move. Blaise had the same thought because he stepped behind Bill, pressed his crotch against his arse and pushed him forward with his hips - towards Theo.
As soon as Bill stood in front of him, Theo fell to his knees. He wasted no time in ridding the other man of his belt and undoing his trousers button. He tugged down the trousers until they bunched up around his ankles, before spitting on his hand and gripping the base of Bill’s half hard cock in his hand. He tugged at it, eliciting a groan from the redhead. He couldn’t see Blaise properly, but he knew his boyfriend was behind Bill because his hands slithered around his waist and under Bill’s shirt, feeling the taut stomach.
Theo brushed the tip of Bill’s erection with his thumb and smirked at the gasp he received. He leaned forward and darted his tongue out to taste the slit. The saltiness assaulted his taste buds and he licked the moisture from his lips. He slid on his knees closer. Blaise's was the only cock he'd ever tasted; he was fine with that, but the novelty of the moment shook him.
With a glance up, Theo noticed that Bill was biting his lip and his eyelids fluttered, as though he was fighting the urge to close his eyes. It satisfied Theo enough to take the head of his cock into his mouth, sucking on the bulbous head insistently. Bill’s hands grasped his hair, tugging at it as his hips jerked forward, pushing more of his cock into Theo’s mouth.
Theo took as much of his cock into his mouth as he could. It was shorter than Blaise’s - if only slightly - so he didn’t find any difficulty in doing so. He couldn’t take it all, but he took enough in to touch his hand that was still wrapped around the base of his erection. He ran his tongue under the underside of the erection and hummed around the hardness, eliciting another groan from Bill. His hand tugged at Theo’s hair approvingly.
"Come on, love, let’s not tease the Weasel. How about you bend over that couch for him?"
Theo groaned at the sound of his boyfriend’s husky voice and did as he was told. His knees ached from being on the floor and he had to remember that he wasn’t as young as he used to be. At thirty-two years old, he could feel his age catch up to him and the abuse he put himself through when he was a teenager was starting to show.
He smirked at Bill, who watched him hungrily, and leaned over the back of the couch like Blaise had directed him to. He didn’t have to wait long to feel a cock poking into his backside.
"Weasley, don’t forget a protection spell. I don’t want you giving my boyfriend something."
Bill didn’t seem to argue. He whispered the protection spell and with it, the lubrication incarnation. Theo could help the gasp of surprise that left his mouth when he felt the spell hit his arse, coating his hole with the wet substance. Usually Blaise chose to prepare him with his own fingers, although he was glad that Bill chose to do it this way. It was less intimate and it gave Blaise less reason to get jealous. He really was a possessive bastard when he wanted to be and Theo was surprised that he was even allowing this to happen.
"Keep your hands to yourself, Weasley. Don’t touch Theo’s cock, are we understood?"
There was a noise of surprise, but Bill must have agreed because Blaise walked in front of the couch. He stepped onto the cushions and Theo grinned when he realized his dark skinned lover was naked, his erection standing fully erect, waiting for attention. Theo wrapped his hand around Blaise’s erection and took the cock into his mouth, sucking on the hardness eagerly. Blaise moaned and spread his legs. His hand ran through Theo’s mass of curls in approval.
The tip of Bill’s cock pressed against his entrance and Theo groaned when the large head breached the ring of tight muscle. He didn’t push back, not with the normal stinging of pain that shot through him. He was used to it and while it never hurt as much as the very first few times he’d had sex, Bill didn’t stretch him in preparation like Blaise usually did. Although, the pain was mixed with pleasure and it shot straight to his straining cock.
Blaise’s hand tugged at his hair as he groaned around his cock. The further Bill pushed into him, the more pleasure that rushed to his erection until finally, the other man was fully seated in his arse. Theo reached up to hold onto Blaise’s hips and dug his nails into the dark skin. He wanted to reach for his own cock, but he didn’t, aware that Blaise would do that for him.
Blaise knew him too well and when Theo hummed around the hard flesh in his mouth, his boyfriend took it as his cue to lean over Theo’s body and reach for his erection, wrapping a hand around it tightly. Bill pulled out of Theo until just the head of his cock was inside of him, before his hips snapped forward, re-entering his tight hole roughly.
Blaise’s hand worked at the pace of Bill’s hips. It was a flurry of movements and gasps and groans. Each jerk of Bill’s hips - his cock slamming into Theo roughly - was met with the thrust of Blaise’s erection into his mouth. He could feel his balls tighten and he wasn’t going to last much longer. He looked at Blaise and groaned at the unconcealed emotions that swirled in those beautiful brown eyes. Love and lust - and they were only meant for Theo - and it drove him the brink of his orgasm. He released Blaise’s cock as he groaned at the rough drives of Bill’s erection into his arse.
Theo came first. Strings of pearly white semen splattered over his stomach, Blaise’s hand and the couch. He grimaced at sight of the stains he'd have to clean up later. His focus moved from the couch to Blaise’s hand as Blaise raised it to his mouth, tongue darting out to lick his fingers clean. The grunt of lust from Bill seemed unimportant. To Theo, it was only Blaise and himself at that moment. At least until Bill came. Theo clenched his arsehole and gripped Blaise’s hips hard as his hole milked Bill of his orgasm.
When he was sure Bill was done, Theo took Blaise’s cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue over the large head. It flittered over the veins, tracing them along the sensitive erection, until he heard a familiar rumble in Blaise’s throat and he came. Theo swallowed every last drop of his boyfriend’s semen.
He then collapsed on the back of the couch, chuckling. "Bloody hell."
"I agree," Bill said as he pulled out of Theo and took a step back.
Blaise was quiet as he leaned over to press a light kiss to Theo’s lips. "You can leave now, Weasley."
Theo’s eyebrows rose in surprise.
"You’re kidding, right?" Bill laughed. As Theo stood, he saw the redhead reach behind to rub his neck. "That’s a joke, yeah?"
"No." Blaise didn’t look like he was joking either. "You know the way to the door."
Theo stayed silent. If he were to question Blaise’s reasons while Bill was still there, he knew that it would lead to an argument and the last thing he wanted was to fight with his boyfriend. He smiled apologetically to Bill, but the other man seemed to take it in his stride with a shrug of his shoulders. He reached for his clothes and slipped into them before smiling his goodbye to Theo.
"Theo, about that whole marriage thing -" Theo knew what Bill was going to say.
"Don’t!" Theo interrupted. "See you later, Weasley." It was easy to slip back into calling him by his surname.
Bill nodded and took it as his cue to leave. The door slammed behind him.
Theo cocked his head at his boyfriend. "What was that?"
Blaise snorted. He snatched his pyjama pants from the floor and slipped them on. "Decided I didn’t like it."
"A threesome?" Theo frowned as he glanced around the floor. He really needed to get some clothes - however, now he needed another shower. He was sweaty and sticky with his own semen. Blaise’s fingers caught his chin and gently turned his head so Theo was staring into the sincere brown eyes.
"It was okay," Blaise said quietly, "I just wouldn’t do it again. It proved something to me."
Theo smiled softly. "What?"
"I don’t need anyone but you, Theo."
"A little corny, don’t you think?" Theo snorted. "You’re just a fussy git. Was his cock not big enough for you or something?"
Blaise smirked and shrugged his shoulders. "It was the freckles. I wasn’t a fan of the freckles."
Theo shook his head in exasperation and laughed. He pressed his lips against Blaise’s in a small, soft kiss before sighing. "You can just say that you didn’t like seeing another male fuck me as much as you thought you would, you know?"
Blaise grunted. He reached up to run his fingers down the side of Theo’s face. He attached his lips to Theo’s and the kiss was enough of an answer for him.
"So, marriage, huh?"
Theo sighed. He had hoped that Blaise would forget he had heard that. "Blaise…"
"I thought we talked about this?" Blaise raised his eyebrow. "We’ll be dead before they legalise it, Theo."
"I know," he said pathetically. "Doesn’t mean I can’t stop hoping, right?"
Blaise pursed his lips. He was negative about gay marriage because he believed that Wizarding Britain would never come around on the subject. However, he always tried to hide his views on it - for Theo. "Yeah," he smiled with sadness, "don’t stop hoping."
Theo wrapped his arms around Blaise’s neck tightly and buried his head in the curve of his shoulder. He may not ever be officially married to his boyfriend, but he would always consider Blaise his forever partner.
Author: freakingcrups
Pairing: Theo/Blaise, Bill/Theo/Blaise
Rating: NC-17
Words: 4,452 words.
Summary: Blaise and Theo are in a relationship and have been since they were teenagers. When they have a chance at a threesome, they decide to give it a try.
Warnings: Threesome, graphic sex, a small portion of swearing.
Notes: Thank you so much to kinky_kneazle for betaing this story! I really appreciate it. Your comments were really appreciated and they helped me so much. <3 Written for round five of daisychain_drab.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
For Your Entertainment
Theo threw back the shot of Firewhiskey and grimaced at the burn in his throat. He shivered and raised his finger, signalling the bartender to get him another one. The bartender nodded.
"I'd say you had a rough day."
Theo glanced to the side and frowned at the red head that sat beside him. The first thing he noticed was the fang earring that hung from his ear. It was large, white and quite interesting. He couldn't quite tell what kind of tooth it was, but it intrigued him. And then there was the hair - long strands of copper that was held together by what appeared to be a simple dragonhide band. His eyes, a dark, penetrating blue were staring at him intently and clearly, he was waiting for an answer.
"You could say that," Theo answered politely. "You a Weasley?"
It wasn't hard to identify the man as a Weasley, with red hair like that, he couldn't be anything but.
"Sure am," the man held out his hand. "Bill."
Theo took it, shaking the firm hand with a strong grip. "Theo Nott."
Bill nodded and grinned. He leaned over the bar, ordering a Firewhiskey from the bartender, before turning his attention back on to Theo. "Can I buy you a drink, Theo?"
Theo snorted. This wasn't a gay bar, but he could tell when someone was trying to pick him up. As soon as he'd seen Bill, Theo's gaydar had gone haywire and there was no doubting the other man's intentions.
"Sorry, Bill, I'm taken," Theo said truthfully as he chugged down his shot of Firewhiskey.
"What are you doing here alone, then?" Bill asked, raising a bushy, red eyebrow.
Theo snorted. "Do I have to take my boyfriend every time I go out for a drink?"
"Well, you'd think that would be the proper thing to do."
Theo shook his head. "Thanks for the offer, mate, but I'd best be off." He rose from his chair and grabbed his robe from it’s back. Swinging it around, he slipped his arms into it and nodded shortly at Bill, before he slipped out of the door of the bar. He knew he was being followed; he could hear the heavy footsteps and it could only be on person.
"What do you want?" Theo spun on his heel, glaring at the taller man.
"I just want to make sure you get home alright, mate," Bill offered with a quirky smile and languid shrug of his shoulders.
"I'm not drunk, Weasley," Theo spat, shaking his head. It seemed to him like this was another attempt to try and get into his pants.
"Did you have a rough day?"
The question should have annoyed Theo further. It should have sent him into a rage, but it didn't. It just made him feel even more tired than he did already. It was mostly because of the memories of another day at work.
"Weasley, I work twelve hours a day and do you know what I do?"
Bill frowned as he dug his hands into his jacket. He shrugged his shoulders again and took a few steps forward.
"I find dirt on a person's wife or husband. I am a divorce lawyer. I'm the one who gets to see what love turns into when there's infidelity in a relationship or when they just grow old and get sick and tired of each other. And then you get those couples, who just don't feel like being married anymore." All the anger that Theo felt coursed through his body and out of his mouth with his words. His tone was harsh and livid. "Then I go home to the man I've loved since I was sixteen, and try to understand why I can't call him my husband, when heterosexual couples treat marriage with so little respect."
Bill opened his mouth, but shut it again quickly. "I'm sorry."
Theo laughed sarcastically. "Sorry doesn't change anything. Neither does complaining." He sighed and rubbed his hands over his face tiredly. He could feel the fatigue of a long, hard day catching up on him. "I go out drinking before going home so that when I get home, I can pretend to be happy for Blaise. So he doesn't have to go through my pain."
"Theo..."
"No one gave you permission to call me that." Theo took a step back and waved his hand impatiently. "Leave me alone, Weasley. You follow me, I'll hex you, yeah?"
He didn't wait for answer before he spun on his heel, stumbling a little, and made his way home.
By the time he finally reached the house, he had taken one of his never ending stash of sobering potions and entered the house as good as new. He smiled at Blaise as his boyfriend looked up.
Blaise grunted. "Do you actually think I'm that stupid? You been drinking?"
Theo sighed, aware that they were going to have another one of Blaise’s serious talks. He stumbled over to the sofa and collapsed next to the other man. It felt good to rid his tired legs of his weight. His head rested on the back of the sofa and he closed his eyes. Hands massaged his chest and he groaned at the feeling of the talented touch through his clothes. He felt fingers work at the button of his shirt and he reached down to grab Blaise’s hand to stop him.
"I’m not...I’m just too tired, love."
He opened his eyes to see Blaise’s frown. "Since when are you not in the mood for me to fuck you, Theo?"
"Since I’ve come home from work tired and sore," Theo snapped as he pushed Blaise’s hands away roughly. He stood from the sofa and stormed up the stairs and towards their ensuite. Ridding himself of his clothes, throwing them all over the floor just because he knew Blaise hated it when he did that, he slipped into the shower and turned on the warm spray of water. It cascaded down his slim body, soothing his protesting muscles.
He didn’t need to hear the door to know that Blaise had followed him. He knew his boyfriend too well and it was times like these that he could understand. He had shared Theo’s burdens more than once, which is why he chose to drink them away before he came home. Blaise had already been through enough of Theo’s work problems, he didn’t need them every day he came home from his own job.
Theo didn’t jump when he felt the hands on his back. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the pressure on his skin as Blaise’s hands kneaded his muscles, soothing them under the force. They massaged his back before making their way up to his shoulders.
"Blaise..." Theo groaned. He loved Blaise’s hands. They were soft, yet rough. There were no calluses or burns on his hands, which was a miracle considering he worked in an apothecary with Malfoy and they seemed to have a lot of unexpected explosions while experimenting with new potions. His fingers were long, thicker than Theo’s, but elegant. He could work miracles with them.
"Why did you go out drinking, Theo?"
His eyes jolted open. He didn’t answer, even when he felt the warm skin of Blaise’s chest and soft cock pressed against his arse. Blaise was flush against his back and his hands slithered around Theo’s waist. A hand wrapped around his cock, tugging on it softly, almost languidly.
Theo groaned against his touched and pushed his arse back against the growing erection behind him. "Relieve some stress," he answered in a husky tone.
"From what?" Blaise’s teeth scraped against his neck, his tongue darting out to flicker against the pulse that thumped at the base of his throat.
"Blaise, don’t..."
The hand worked in a faster pace and Theo reached behind him to grab his boyfriend’s hair, tugging at it. Usually, Blaise kept his hair short, shaven almost, but with some sly begging and even some blackmail on Theo’s behalf, Blaise had grown it out.
"Tell me, Theo."
If there was one thing that Blaise knew how to do, it was get information out of Theo. They had been together for far too long for him not to know how to push Theo’s buttons.
"I didn’t want to worry you. I was..." Theo groaned and thrust his hips forward, his cock still sliding in and out of Blaise’s curled palm. "I had a bad day at work. Stupid, straight couples getting divorced."
Blaise hummed into his ear. His fist sped up and Theo felt his knees grow weak. Blaise’s knee pushed at Theo’s leg and instinctively, he opened his legs wider to give his boyfriend access. All it took was for Blaise to spread his arse cheeks and press the pad of his finger against his hole and Theo was coming.
***
Theo scrubbed the towel over his hair, attempting to dry the mass of brown curls.
"I don’t want you to go to the pub anymore, am I clear?" Blaise’s voice left no room for argument.
Theo sighed as he turned around to look at his boyfriend. "Blaise, I don’t want to bring my problems home to you."
Blaise snorted and waved his hand impatiently. "Theo, that’s what I’m bloody here for. I’m your boyfriend and anything that upsets you should be shared with me."
Theo had no choice but to nod. He’d never win when it came to Blaise.
The doorbell rang and Theo grumbled. He looked down at his body. He only had a towel wrapped loosely around his waist and water still dripped down his body. It wasn’t worth putting any clothes on, they’d just end up wet anyway. Theo glanced at Blaise and saw he was bending over the bed looking for his clothes. He tried not to groan at the sight of his boyfriend’s very naked arse and bollocks. Looks like he’d be the one answering the door; he tightened the towel around his waist and rolled his eyes, walking out of the bedroom.
It couldn’t be anyone that important anyway, not at this time of the night. He opened the door and gaped in surprise when he saw who it was. Bill Weasley stood at his doorstep, a silly smile playing on his lips.
"Weasley, what are you doing here?"
Theo tried not to notice those pretty blue eyes move down his semi naked body. And he certainly tried not to notice the lust that formed in them.
"You forgot your coin bag on the bar. I thought I’d bring it back to you." Weasley held up the small, green coin bag that he was referring too and Theo cursed. He had been in such a rush to get out of the bar, he didn’t even realize that he had left it there. "Lucky I found it too, there were a few of the young ones hanging around, ready to grab it."
Theo snorted and held out his hand. When Weasley dropped the bag, Theo weighed it in his hand. It felt about right.
"What? Do you think I took some out of it?" An amused smile adorned Weasley’s lips.
"Never know," Theo answered truthfully, shrugging his shoulders. "Thanks for that. You want a galleon or something for bringing it back?"
Weasley snorted. "I’m not after your money, Theo."
His eyes slid to a spot behind Theo and he turned to see what Weasley was looking at. Blaise was walking down the stairs and Theo thanked whoever was listening that his boyfriend had put on some clothes. It was only pyjama pants and a simple shirt, but it was better than nothing.
"Who the bloody hell are you?" Blaise’s eyes darted from Theo, who unconsciously gripped the towel that was wrapped around his waist, to Bill.
"Bill Weasley," Weasley answered with a grin.
"You want to tell me why you’re at my house?" Blaise wasn’t one to flitter around a topic. If he wanted to know something, he usually went straight to the point. It was one of the many attributes that Theo had fallen in love with.
Weasley seemed to take it in his stride. "Theo forgot his coin bag on the bar, so I brought it back. I thought he might miss it." He shrugged languidly. He didn’t seem to notice the anger lines in Blaise’s face, but Theo did. He always noticed.
"Blaise..." Theo reached out to Blaise, but his hand was slapped away.
"And what were you doing at the bar with my boyfriend in the first place, Weasley?"
Weasley shook his head. "I wasn’t with him, I was with another bloke. I just ran into him."
It would have been a good enough lie, if Blaise hadn’t been trained in finding the truth. It was all part of his former job as a hit wizard. Many people who knew him went out of their way to make sure they were telling him the truth at all times.
"Don’t lie, Weasley." Blaise took a step in front of Theo and he took it as a message to step back. Theo did so and sighed.
"Blaise, the guy is harmless. He’s a Weasley, for Merlin’s sake." Theo reached up to press his fingers into his boyfriend’s shoulders, massaging the tenseness in them.
"A Weasley that you happen to find attractive," Blaise replied tersely.
Theo opened his mouth to deny it, but shut it again, knowing that to argue it would be pointless. He did find Weasley attractive, even with the mass of long, red hair and dreadful earring. He looked like an old fashion punk, stepping right out of the pages of Witch Weekly.
Weasley raised an eyebrow when he realized that Theo wasn’t going to deny it. "Fine. I was drinking on my own and I saw Theo. I thought he had a nice arse and so I was planning on seducing him until he told me he had a boyfriend and wasn’t interested."
Theo saw Blaise raise a dark eyebrow in surprise. He wasn’t quite sure if was surprised by the honesty and courage it took to say it, or the modest smile that graced the man’s lips. It could have also been because of the lust in his gaze as well. The blue eyes looked from Theo to Blaise and there was no denying what he wanted, even if he didn’t say.
"Wait there, Weasley." Blaise shut the door and spun on his heel to stare at Theo. "If you weren’t with me, would you shag him?"
It was a strange question, considering the only man Theo had ever been with was Blaise. However, he nodded truthfully.
"Have you ever thought..." Blaise’s dark brown eyes scanned Theo’s half naked body. His fingers reached out, caressing the skin on Theo’s lower belly.
Theo had a feeling he knew what Blaise was trying to say. They had talked about a threesome, once, but it never went further than a discussion. It was so long ago, but remembering made him shiver in desire.
"Yes," Theo answered, grabbing a fistful of Blaise’s pyjama top and dragging him closer. "I mean, if you want..."
"Yes," Blaise’s tone had grown gruff with lust. "Tonight. Only tonight. That’s it, Theo."
Theo nodded his head in agreement. "Only tonight," he agreed quietly. He felt blood rush south at the thought of what they were about to do.
Blaise’s lips crashed against his own and Theo replied to the kiss eagerly. It didn’t last long, before Blaise had broke the kiss and opened the door again. Weasley still stood outside and when the wooden door opened, he raised an eyebrow.
"Weasley, how would you like one night with both of us?"
Weasley looked surprised. He glanced from Theo to Blaise, before he licked his lips and nodded hastily. "Bloody hell, yes." His dark eyes darted to Theo’s lower stomach.
Theo glanced at Blaise and smirked. Blaise nodded as he closed the door so Theo let the towel drop to the floor. He wasn’t quite sure if the throaty growl came from Blaise or Weasley, but it didn’t matter who. He licked his lips as he raised his gaze to Weasley - Bill, whose eyes had now flicked down to Theo’s half hard cock.
"Like what you see, Bill?"
Bill swallowed. He didn’t say anything for a moment and Theo wondered if he was going to make a move. Blaise had the same thought because he stepped behind Bill, pressed his crotch against his arse and pushed him forward with his hips - towards Theo.
As soon as Bill stood in front of him, Theo fell to his knees. He wasted no time in ridding the other man of his belt and undoing his trousers button. He tugged down the trousers until they bunched up around his ankles, before spitting on his hand and gripping the base of Bill’s half hard cock in his hand. He tugged at it, eliciting a groan from the redhead. He couldn’t see Blaise properly, but he knew his boyfriend was behind Bill because his hands slithered around his waist and under Bill’s shirt, feeling the taut stomach.
Theo brushed the tip of Bill’s erection with his thumb and smirked at the gasp he received. He leaned forward and darted his tongue out to taste the slit. The saltiness assaulted his taste buds and he licked the moisture from his lips. He slid on his knees closer. Blaise's was the only cock he'd ever tasted; he was fine with that, but the novelty of the moment shook him.
With a glance up, Theo noticed that Bill was biting his lip and his eyelids fluttered, as though he was fighting the urge to close his eyes. It satisfied Theo enough to take the head of his cock into his mouth, sucking on the bulbous head insistently. Bill’s hands grasped his hair, tugging at it as his hips jerked forward, pushing more of his cock into Theo’s mouth.
Theo took as much of his cock into his mouth as he could. It was shorter than Blaise’s - if only slightly - so he didn’t find any difficulty in doing so. He couldn’t take it all, but he took enough in to touch his hand that was still wrapped around the base of his erection. He ran his tongue under the underside of the erection and hummed around the hardness, eliciting another groan from Bill. His hand tugged at Theo’s hair approvingly.
"Come on, love, let’s not tease the Weasel. How about you bend over that couch for him?"
Theo groaned at the sound of his boyfriend’s husky voice and did as he was told. His knees ached from being on the floor and he had to remember that he wasn’t as young as he used to be. At thirty-two years old, he could feel his age catch up to him and the abuse he put himself through when he was a teenager was starting to show.
He smirked at Bill, who watched him hungrily, and leaned over the back of the couch like Blaise had directed him to. He didn’t have to wait long to feel a cock poking into his backside.
"Weasley, don’t forget a protection spell. I don’t want you giving my boyfriend something."
Bill didn’t seem to argue. He whispered the protection spell and with it, the lubrication incarnation. Theo could help the gasp of surprise that left his mouth when he felt the spell hit his arse, coating his hole with the wet substance. Usually Blaise chose to prepare him with his own fingers, although he was glad that Bill chose to do it this way. It was less intimate and it gave Blaise less reason to get jealous. He really was a possessive bastard when he wanted to be and Theo was surprised that he was even allowing this to happen.
"Keep your hands to yourself, Weasley. Don’t touch Theo’s cock, are we understood?"
There was a noise of surprise, but Bill must have agreed because Blaise walked in front of the couch. He stepped onto the cushions and Theo grinned when he realized his dark skinned lover was naked, his erection standing fully erect, waiting for attention. Theo wrapped his hand around Blaise’s erection and took the cock into his mouth, sucking on the hardness eagerly. Blaise moaned and spread his legs. His hand ran through Theo’s mass of curls in approval.
The tip of Bill’s cock pressed against his entrance and Theo groaned when the large head breached the ring of tight muscle. He didn’t push back, not with the normal stinging of pain that shot through him. He was used to it and while it never hurt as much as the very first few times he’d had sex, Bill didn’t stretch him in preparation like Blaise usually did. Although, the pain was mixed with pleasure and it shot straight to his straining cock.
Blaise’s hand tugged at his hair as he groaned around his cock. The further Bill pushed into him, the more pleasure that rushed to his erection until finally, the other man was fully seated in his arse. Theo reached up to hold onto Blaise’s hips and dug his nails into the dark skin. He wanted to reach for his own cock, but he didn’t, aware that Blaise would do that for him.
Blaise knew him too well and when Theo hummed around the hard flesh in his mouth, his boyfriend took it as his cue to lean over Theo’s body and reach for his erection, wrapping a hand around it tightly. Bill pulled out of Theo until just the head of his cock was inside of him, before his hips snapped forward, re-entering his tight hole roughly.
Blaise’s hand worked at the pace of Bill’s hips. It was a flurry of movements and gasps and groans. Each jerk of Bill’s hips - his cock slamming into Theo roughly - was met with the thrust of Blaise’s erection into his mouth. He could feel his balls tighten and he wasn’t going to last much longer. He looked at Blaise and groaned at the unconcealed emotions that swirled in those beautiful brown eyes. Love and lust - and they were only meant for Theo - and it drove him the brink of his orgasm. He released Blaise’s cock as he groaned at the rough drives of Bill’s erection into his arse.
Theo came first. Strings of pearly white semen splattered over his stomach, Blaise’s hand and the couch. He grimaced at sight of the stains he'd have to clean up later. His focus moved from the couch to Blaise’s hand as Blaise raised it to his mouth, tongue darting out to lick his fingers clean. The grunt of lust from Bill seemed unimportant. To Theo, it was only Blaise and himself at that moment. At least until Bill came. Theo clenched his arsehole and gripped Blaise’s hips hard as his hole milked Bill of his orgasm.
When he was sure Bill was done, Theo took Blaise’s cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue over the large head. It flittered over the veins, tracing them along the sensitive erection, until he heard a familiar rumble in Blaise’s throat and he came. Theo swallowed every last drop of his boyfriend’s semen.
He then collapsed on the back of the couch, chuckling. "Bloody hell."
"I agree," Bill said as he pulled out of Theo and took a step back.
Blaise was quiet as he leaned over to press a light kiss to Theo’s lips. "You can leave now, Weasley."
Theo’s eyebrows rose in surprise.
"You’re kidding, right?" Bill laughed. As Theo stood, he saw the redhead reach behind to rub his neck. "That’s a joke, yeah?"
"No." Blaise didn’t look like he was joking either. "You know the way to the door."
Theo stayed silent. If he were to question Blaise’s reasons while Bill was still there, he knew that it would lead to an argument and the last thing he wanted was to fight with his boyfriend. He smiled apologetically to Bill, but the other man seemed to take it in his stride with a shrug of his shoulders. He reached for his clothes and slipped into them before smiling his goodbye to Theo.
"Theo, about that whole marriage thing -" Theo knew what Bill was going to say.
"Don’t!" Theo interrupted. "See you later, Weasley." It was easy to slip back into calling him by his surname.
Bill nodded and took it as his cue to leave. The door slammed behind him.
Theo cocked his head at his boyfriend. "What was that?"
Blaise snorted. He snatched his pyjama pants from the floor and slipped them on. "Decided I didn’t like it."
"A threesome?" Theo frowned as he glanced around the floor. He really needed to get some clothes - however, now he needed another shower. He was sweaty and sticky with his own semen. Blaise’s fingers caught his chin and gently turned his head so Theo was staring into the sincere brown eyes.
"It was okay," Blaise said quietly, "I just wouldn’t do it again. It proved something to me."
Theo smiled softly. "What?"
"I don’t need anyone but you, Theo."
"A little corny, don’t you think?" Theo snorted. "You’re just a fussy git. Was his cock not big enough for you or something?"
Blaise smirked and shrugged his shoulders. "It was the freckles. I wasn’t a fan of the freckles."
Theo shook his head in exasperation and laughed. He pressed his lips against Blaise’s in a small, soft kiss before sighing. "You can just say that you didn’t like seeing another male fuck me as much as you thought you would, you know?"
Blaise grunted. He reached up to run his fingers down the side of Theo’s face. He attached his lips to Theo’s and the kiss was enough of an answer for him.
"So, marriage, huh?"
Theo sighed. He had hoped that Blaise would forget he had heard that. "Blaise…"
"I thought we talked about this?" Blaise raised his eyebrow. "We’ll be dead before they legalise it, Theo."
"I know," he said pathetically. "Doesn’t mean I can’t stop hoping, right?"
Blaise pursed his lips. He was negative about gay marriage because he believed that Wizarding Britain would never come around on the subject. However, he always tried to hide his views on it - for Theo. "Yeah," he smiled with sadness, "don’t stop hoping."
Theo wrapped his arms around Blaise’s neck tightly and buried his head in the curve of his shoulder. He may not ever be officially married to his boyfriend, but he would always consider Blaise his forever partner.