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Matchmaker	By : burynr08 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2627 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Malfoy Manor
- 1
**This is a One-Shot AU to the series Blood Ties and Betrayal. It uses the same original character, Cassiopeia Black. It does not fit into the original storyline, it's just something I felt like writing. Enjoy!**
Cassiopeia Black stood in her bedroom, taking a deep breath as she looked at her reflection in the oval-shaped full-length mirror in front of her. She looked every bit the princess of Malfoy Manor tonight. Her raven hair was curled with a simple charm and secured loosely at the back of her head, a few loose tendrils left free to frame her face. She had bothered to put on a few coats of mascara and stain her lips red, a far cry from her daily look.
The silver, shimmering dress robes that Narcissa had bought for her long ago hugged her body in all the right places. Cassie couldn't deny that she looked good, although she never failed to feel like these little parties that the Malfoys insisted on throwing were excessive. Nonetheless, she had promised her uncle that she would attend, and so after running her hands down her hips to smooth out any imperfections in the pearly fabric, she dragged herself from the room and those last fleeting moments of solitude.
This gathering, she knew, would consist of Lucius's many acquaintances from the Ministry of Magic and quite possibly Cornelius Fudge himself. No doubt it would be a night of Lucius brandishing her around the room like one of his precious peacocks, introducing her to every witch and wizard possible so everyone in the land knew that he had the valuable asset under his thumb. No one would dare challenge Lucius Malfoy's authority while the Dark Lord's daughter was on his arm. Cassie absolutely hated the ridiculousness of it all.
She felt dozens of pairs of eyes land on her as she appeared at the top of the staircase. She was sure that she would trip in the heels that she was definitely not used to wearing. "Ah, there she is," Lucius announced, holding his hand out to her as she finished descending. She took it, letting her uncle draw her gently to his side. "And looking like a vision, as always."
"What a gorgeous niece your wife has, Master Malfoy," a portly wizard with a bushy grey mustache said, bowing slightly to Cassie. "I can see that she strongly resembles her mother."
Cassie plastered a fake smile of acknowledgment on her face. At this wizard's ability to blatantly reference Bellatrix so openly, she knew that this party was going to host more of Lucius's deplorable friends than she realized. She suddenly found herself wishing for the drab ministry officials in place of these Death Eater sympathizers.
"How long do I have to stay," Cassie hissed to Lucius as soon as she had the chance. The two were finally out of earshot from the guests as many of them paired up to dance or find more alcohol.
"Until I dismiss you," Lucius whispered back, his silver eyes shooting a warning as he looked down his nose at her. Cassie huffed, not enjoying the predicament she was finding herself in. Narcissa and Draco were traveling to see extended family on the Black side, people that also happened to be supporters of the Dark Lord in the past. Cassie had argued with her aunt for days, as she had no interest whatsoever in going to see her relatives. Lucius had ended up supporting Cassie on one condition: that she attend this social gathering, and that she pretend to like his guests while doing so.
"Fine," she said, grabbing champagne from the floating tray beside her and downing it.
"Remember that you are enjoying yourself," Lucius reminded her. "I will not have my guests feel like you detest them."
"Of course," Cassie said, shooting him another fake smile. "Always the political animal, aren't you, Uncle?"
Her attention was naturally drawn elsewhere when a tall wizard with dark hair and eyes entered the drawing-room. He stood with poise and the slightest air of revulsion as he surveyed the room, his eyes flitting to each of the couples on the dance floor and then finally landing on Cassie. She hadn't realized she was staring at him so openly until his gaze locked on hers and he shot her the smallest, almost indetectable smirk. It made her heart jump to her throat.
Cassie didn't notice that Lucius was watching her intently as the blush rose between her cleavage and up to her chest, or how he searched the room for the source behind her sudden burning cheeks. Even as she began to cross the room to greet her professor, she didn't feel the silver eyes burning into her backside.
A wizard suddenly stepped into her path. "Miss Black," Thaddeus Nott said, bowing and offering his hand, "may I?" Cassie found herself pulled into a dance with the former Death Eater, avoiding the pure blood's greedy stare and crooked grin as she searched for the Potion Master. He was not where she had last seen him, to her disappointment.
Not taking kindly to her lack of attention, Thaddeus pulled her tighter against him with an irritated snort leaving his crooked nose.
"Excuse you," Cassie said, her blue eyes shooting daggers as she pulled her hand from his and stepped away. "Getting a bit handsy, aren't you?"
Rather than let the young witch go, Thaddeus tried to pull her against him again, his other hand moving to her arse. About to unleash a wandless hex on one of Lucius's friends, something he would no doubt be unhappy about, Cassie was relieved when Severus Snape appeared as if out of thin air. Her dark angel.
"Nott," Severus said icily, his pale hand gripping the other wizard's shoulder tightly in warning, "It seems this young witch has grown tired of your charms for the evening. I suggest you stop your advances before I have to cleave the libido from between your legs, although I assume our host would frown upon such barbaric magic being performed tonight."
Thaddeus was speechless for a few moments. Many were intimidated by the talented wizard even when he was not threatening them. "Yes, my apologies," he managed to get out. "Severus, Miss Black."
"Thank you, Severus," Cassie said as they watched him stumble over to find some group of wizards to bother, "Although I had it handled."
"I know you are capable of defending yourself," Severus said, his onyx eyes finding her blues ones again. "Does it not give you some reprieve to know that you don't always have to?"
The butterflies in her stomach were aflutter as Severus offered his hand to her. The feeling of his touch on the small of her back was electric, and as he gracefully led her through the timed steps they had danced so many times over the years, she knew that tonight was different. When she breathed in his scent, one that consisted of herbs and parchment and lavender, she had to resist the urge to lay her head on his shoulder or tilt her face up to his to silently seek his lips. He was her professor, after all. She couldn't ruin his career and reputation because of a crush.
Lucius was making small talk with one of Fudge's junior secretaries, someone by the name of June or Jane or something of that nature, when Cassie and Severus broke apart. This witch that was yapping his ear off was mousy and dull, nothing like the sparkling diamond that his wife's niece resembled tonight. The dress that she was wearing accentuated the curve of her generous hips, and no doubt she had to squeeze into it, as it looked as if her breasts were going to burst from the top if she breathed too hard and fast. He found himself imagining ways he could make her do just that.
It wasn't the first time that Lucius had housed these lustful thoughts for Lord Voldemort's daughter. She had returned for her summer break, the last one she would ever have, as she would be starting her seventh year at Hogwarts in the coming fall. He had noticed in the last few months that she had indeed become a young woman. There were many times that he had to hide his leering from Narcissa, especially when Cassie was walking around the manor in her little nighties. There was a white, slightly sheer one in particular...Merlin, there were times he had to rip himself from the room or risk touching her then and there when she chose to wear that one. It was like she was trying to torture him.
The boring witch was still talking as Lucius was drawn from his thoughts. Severus and Cassie were just talking now, and he could see the intensity between the two of them. The girl's skin was still flushed, and she kept biting her bottom lip and touching the loose parts of her dark hair as she listened to Severus drone on, probably about something uninteresting like an old potions text he recently read or the next term's lesson plans. But Cassie looked at him like he was the most interesting wizard in the world. And Severus's eyes kept moving from her mouth to her bosom, although Lucius knew the wizard well enough to assume that he was wrestling with his lustful feelings. How very virtuous his younger friend was. If Lucius had been in that position, he would have taken the young witch outside by now and rutted into her against one of the marble statues.
As Lucius moved from person to person, sure to chatter amiably with each one and make sure he knew where each one stood as far as their opinion of him, he found that he couldn't pull his thoughts completely away from Cassie. It was bothersome, he had to admit to himself. The girl had a pull on him tonight, like an itch he couldn't quite scratch. And as Narcissa would be away for the better part of a week, it seemed he would only have his thoughts and his hand to find some sort of relief. There was always the option of taking one of the witches at his party to the side, of course, but none of them piqued his interest, not tonight. None of them shined bright enough, not next to the raven-haired witch in the silver dress.
It was a few hours into the night, and Lucius noticed a look of disappointment on Cassie's face as Severus told her something. A minute later, the Head of Slytherin turned to leave. They did not exchange pecks on the cheek, a hug, not even a simple handshake. No wonder the teenage girl looked crestfallen. For such a brilliant wizard, Severus really was an idiot at times. How could he leave her in such a state and not even offer her a chaste kiss at the very least? How could he resist, with her painted red lips and rosy cheeks? At that moment, Lucius was sure that he could not.
About half the guests had left and the remainder were quite drunk when Lucius approached Cassie. She was standing alone, clearly not enjoying herself at all since Severus had left. He was no longer content to observe her in such a state, so he grasped her hand and led her into the kitchen.
"May I go back upstairs?" she asked him right away.
"So eager to be alone," Lucius said, her hand still in his grip. She eyed him curiously, clearly not sure what to make of his response. "Tell me, girl. Would another man's company satisfy you, or only his?"
"What?" Cassie asked, bewildered. Lucius's free hand went to her face, his thumb going under her chin and gently tilting her up to him.
"What did Severus have to say before he left you," Lucius murmured quietly, his silver eyes locking on her blue ones. He watched as she swallowed hard, imagining what would it would be like to move the hand that was interlocked with hers to her dainty throat.
"He told me to have an enjoyable rest of the summer holiday," she said, her voice near a whisper, "and that he would see me when the term starts back up."
"And how did that make you feel?"
"It was like he punched me in the stomach."
"You long for him," Lucius stated. As much as he wanted her right then, the thought of her feelings toward his friend didn't make him jealous. It was curious.
"Yes," Cassie admitted, "But I don't really care to talk about it with you."
"That's fine," said Lucius. "I wasn't really looking to talk." He released his grip on her hand and rubbed the exposed skin on her forearm, slowly, and satisfaction coursed through him when goose pimples formed where he touched her. Realization formed in her blue eyes.
"Aunt Cissy - " Cassie started breathlessly.
"Is probably riding some inbred Scottish cock as we speak," Lucius interjected calmly. "It is an unspoken understanding in our marriage. One that you don't need to worry about." Cassie bit her lower lip, clearly uneasy. No wonder Severus couldn't help but stare when she did that. All Lucius could do was imagine biting that lip himself just then.
His hand moved to her collarbone, slowly tracing its way to the back of her neck, his face inching closer to hers as she drew in a shaky breath. His lips were near her ear, his warm breath making her shudder before he spoke. "Let me help you feel better, Cassie. I can take away the ache you feel."
Lucius placed a single kiss beside her ear, and the girl let out a quiet moan. For a moment he was sure he was going to lose control right then, as he had never expected her to react to something so simple. As he trailed soft kisses down her jaw, he decided he would not go through with the plan he had in mind, which was to hoist her onto the counter and take her right there in the kitchen. No, the young witch was too precious for that, he was quickly finding out. He wanted to take his time.
When his lips found hers, he was delighted that she returned the kiss with enthusiasm. He wanted to deepen the connection, to claim her mouth with his tongue, but he knew that he would not be able to slow down if that happened. So he pulled away.
"Go upstairs," Lucius commanded through heavy breaths, "make yourself comfortable in whatever way you would like."
"What are you going to do?"
"Get rid of these damned vagrants," he declared. He went back out to the party as Cassie giggled and headed up the staircase.
Shooing out drunken wizards was not something Lucius was interested in doing at the moment, not when his mind was completely elsewhere. As he slammed the door on Jane or June or whatever-her-name-was's face, he was thinking about how if he hurried, he might get to help the young witch out of her dazzling silver dress. He nearly bounded to the staircase that led to the girl's bedroom when a thought struck him, and he remembered that his goal was to go slow, take his time. So the blond wizard turned and walked in the other direction in order to fetch an owl. He scribbled a cleverly-worded note and sent the sleek black bird off to deliver the message to Cokeworth. By the time it reached the intended recipient and he made up his brilliant but overly-conflicted mind, that would give Lucius some privacy with her.
He redoubled, this time keeping his poise as he went up the grand staircase. The hallway was silent as he reached Cassie's door, and even though he knew she was expecting him, he felt the need to knock.
"Come in." Even through the door, he could hear that her voice was shaky. He would have to ease those nerves before anything else.
Cassie was in her large four-poster bed, most of her body covered by the deep purple comforter. Her hair that was once pinned up was now down and loose around her shoulders. The silver dress was, disappointingly, hanging up on the corner of her full-length mirror. But as Lucius approached, he recognized the white straps on the girl's shoulders. Knowing that his favorite sheer white nightdress was on her nearly made him drool.
He began to unbutton his embellished dress robes immediately. Cassie eyed him, although he couldn't tell if she was feeling apprehensive or impressed or afraid. Her chest was rising a falling rapidly, so she was either turned on by the sight of him undressing, or she was incredibly nervous.
When Lucius was wearing nothing black silk boxers, he came to the side of her bed. "May I?" She nodded, biting her lip again. He wanted to ravish her without a second thought. Instead, he opened up the thick comforter, joining her underneath it, and slid close to her.
"I'm sorry," she said with a small laugh, "this is just so...odd."
"What is?" he asked, his ego deflating slightly as she avoided his eyes.
"All of this," Cassie replied. "You're naked in my bed."
"I'm not."
"Almost."
"Look at me, Cassie," Lucius demanded quietly. She shook her head slightly, then obeyed. "Is this what you want? If it is not, then I will take my clothes off the floor and go to my own room. You only need to say so."
Her blue eyes stared at him for a few silent moments. "Stay." There was cheering inside his head and between his legs. He scooted closer, was about to snake a hand underneath that previously forbidden nighty when she spoke again. "It's just..."
"Tell me, girl."
"I've never done this, Lucius."
He nearly choked on his own saliva. A girl this attractive going to a boarding school full of teenage boys, and she never felt compelled to give in to her own raging hormones? He never would have thought. When he was at Hogwarts, he screwed nearly every girl in Slytherin, and a few in other houses.
"You've never let a boy touch you?" He didn't mean to sound so dumbfounded, like it was a fault of hers. He saw the offense form on her features when he said it.
"I mean, I've snogged and I've been touched...some," she said, and that beautiful flush rose to her cheeks. "I've just never been all that attracted to the guys my age."
Lucius smirked. She rolled her eyes. Great, she was annoyed with him. That was a normal dynamic between them, to be arguing or pissed at one another. He needed to get them back in the moment.
"Show me," Lucius told her. "Show me where you've been touched before." Cassie hesitated, then reached for his hand. She placed it on the nape of her neck, then slowly, at almost an agonizing pace, directed it down to her breast.
The thin fabric offered little obstruction between his hand and her skin. Before he could help himself, he was cupping her supple flesh, leaning in to continue the brief kiss they had started downstairs. This time, as their lips moved together in shared hunger, Lucius didn't deny the urge to let his tongue slip from his mouth to try to enter hers. He met closed lips. Grunting in frustration, he pulled away just enough to speak.
"Open," he commanded. He squeezed her breast harder, earning a small cry from her, and dipped his tongue into her mouth as far as he could. She was still nervous, he could tell. But all things considered, he couldn't blame her. He would just have to guide her.
He slipped his hand beneath the top of her nightgown, running his fingers briefly over her pointed nipple. Her mouth opened wider as she gasped, and his tongue completely dove into her mouth. She turned her body to him fully as their tongues twisted around each other. There, he thought. She's letting herself go.
He twisted her nipple between his thumb and pointer finger now, and he felt her gasp again, this time into his mouth. "Do not silence yourself," Lucius hissed in her ear. He captured her earlobe in his teeth, nibbling as he continued to work her sensitive bud. "Let me hear you." He pulled on her nipple, eliciting a loud moan from her, and then rubbed it gently in reward. "Good girl."
He broke contact long enough to gather the hem of the white gown and pull it over her head, throwing it onto his own discarded clothing. He was delighted to see that another blush was forming on her chest and cheeks, her near-nudeness making her feel even more exposed. With renewed fervor, his hand went back to one breast, while his mouth went to the other. Cassie buried her hands in his platinum blond locks as his tongue flicked over her nipple, something he hoped to repeat soon between her legs.
She pulled on his long hair as he suckled each breast, sure to give them each the same amount of attention. The sounds coming from her were making him rock hard. "You respond so beautifully," he told her, a hand going down to the thin white panties that clothed her core. He dragged one finger over the covered slit, noting that the fabric was soaked through. As she started to buck her hips beneath him, he decided he could no longer resist the urge to taste her.
"Lucius, please," she whined as he settled between her legs. What she was begging for, he wasn't quite sure. He hooked a finger under her panties and slowly began to pull them down. At the look of panic on her face, he shushed her.
"Trust me, Cassie," he purred. "I won't do anything you don't want me to." He whipped the white panties onto the floor.
"I just - " she started. "I'm not ready."
"For the main event?" he asked, a teasing tone in his voice. "Neither am I." He bent down, his face just above her exposed privates, and finally, she seemed to understand his intention. Placing his hand on her thighs, he slowly pushed them further and further apart.
"Lucius," she said shakily, and she didn't follow up with anything else.
"Tell me if you want me to stop," he said, a bite of sarcasm in his tone because in all his life he had never had a woman ask him to stop going down on her. He threw one last smirk up at her before his tongue landed on her clit. She said nothing, but her sharp inhale told him he had hit home. He gave her a few test flicks, and then drew a lazy circle around her swollen nub with his experienced tongue. Her petite fingers tangled themselves in his hair again.
The couple was quite occupied when three sharp knocks came at the front door. Luckily, one of the house-elves answered curtly, bowing as Severus Snape walked across the threshold. He was no longer wearing dress robes, now adorned in his usual daily black ensemble and cloak. The expression on his sallow face was unreadable as he slowly glided through the once occupied drawing-room. House-elves were still cleaning up empty goblets and uneaten food.
It had been late when Lucius Malfoy's owl had delivered a note. He had certainly not been expecting it. And after reading it, he had spent a half-hour or so debating if he should acknowledge its existence, let alone come back to Malfoy Manor. It was ludicrous, what Lucius was suggesting. He was half-expecting the entire thing to be a drunkenly-thought up jape. But as he approached the staircase, he could hear something - no, someone. It was a female's moans of pleasure descending down to him, and it grew louder with each step he took.
He paused at the bottom of the stairs. Could he really participate in this? Certainly, he and Lucius had shared their fair share of women, and the experiences had been rather enjoyable. But it had been years since they had done anything like this together, and it was not like this was some unhappily married witch seduced at a party...this was Cassie. Narcissa's niece. Lord Voldemort and Bellatrix's daughter. And his student.
Severus would be lying to himself if denied his attraction to the young woman. It had been agony to rip himself away from her tonight. He had thought it was the right thing to do, considering she still had a year left at Hogwarts, and she lived under Lucius's roof. Apparently, the latter didn't matter to Lucius, so why should it matter to him? He had been prepared to spend another lonely summer holiday at his home in Cokeworth, maybe exchange a few letters with her, and then they would see each other when term started back up. This was the last thing he would ever think would happen with her.
And yet, here he was. Standing at the stairs, still having an internal debate with himself. Cassie's sounds of pleasure pierced through his thoughts. All at once, all he desired was to be the cause of those noises. So up the staircase, he went.
Severus didn't know if he should knock. Would it interrupt things? Would they even notice? He pushed open the door slowly, the sight of Lucius performing cunnilingus on the young witch bombarding his senses. Her eyes were slammed shut, her mouth open as moans continued to rip from her throat. Her back was arched toward the heavens, making her breasts jiggle as she writhed...what a magnificent sight. He couldn't move, could only watch as they continued. He felt himself harden in his trousers and was resisting the urge to touch himself right there in the hall when he was abruptly pulled from his thoughts.
"Merlin, Severus!" Cassie shouted hoarsely. She grabbed a pillow and pulled it over her chest, a horrified look on her face. She tried to close her legs, but Lucius stayed put between them, grabbing her thighs to keep her from wriggling away.
By Cassie's reaction, Severus was sure that his presence was unwanted. He made to step completely into the hallway, but Lucius beckoned him in. "Come in, old friend," Lucius said, a wide smile on his face. His mouth and chin were shiny from the girl's abundant juices.
Severus stepped inside the room, careful to close the door behind him, but he felt extremely uncomfortable. Cassie was hiding her face in the pillow now. "Cassie," Lucius said, gently rubbing her thigh, "Why are you embarrassed?" She shook her head, her face still stuffed into the pillow.
"I will leave," Severus said, stepping to the door. Merlin, what a disaster this turned out to be.
"No," Lucius said, shooting him an annoyed look. "Cassie, talk to us."
She mumbled something indiscernible into the pillow. Lucius and Severus exchanged a confused glance. Lucius merely shrugged, so Severus approached the bed slowly. He placed a hand on her gorgeous head, startling her. She looked up at him with her ocean blue eyes that were full of anguish.
"I didn't quite catch that," Severus said quietly. All he wanted to do was to hold her and quell the humiliation she was feeling.
"I don't want you of all people to think I'm a slut," she sputtered quickly. He was taken aback by her answer, because he had been certain she had wanted him to just leave. He almost felt privileged that she cared about his opinion about her...sexual exploitations.
"I don't think anything in the slightest," Severus told her. "Lucius invited me here. And by your reaction, I assume he didn't inform you."
Cassie suddenly shot a glare at the blond wizard that was still between her legs. "That's something you might want to share, don't you think?"
"I was preoccupied."
"Asshole." At her insult, Lucius smirked.
"Cassie," Severus said, his breath nearly hitching when her eyes met his again. She looked so beautiful with her hair touseled and her skin flushed and dewy. "Do you want me to stay?"
She bit her bottom lip. He nearly came undone. "Yes, Severus."
He knelt beside the bed. Cassie leaned toward him instantly. It gave him the courage to pull her face closer to him by the back of her neck. When their lips came together, Severus swore he saw stars beneath his eyelids. Her tongue was licking his lips and he obliged happily, letting her in without a second thought. She grabbed his face, nearly attacking him with such ferocious kisses, and Severus slowly tugged on the pillow that was still guarding her naked breasts.
Their passionate kiss was broken when Cassie suddenly let out a cry. Lucius had started up between her legs again without warning, reminding Severus that this was indeed a three-person act. He pushed down the jealousy that was forming in his chest. Without Lucius, he and Cassie wouldn't have come together at all. This would be the consequence he would have to deal with for not taking action on his own. After tonight, he would be sure that she would belong only to him.
Severus stood, watching as Cassie desperately gripped at the sheets as Lucius sucked on her clit. He started to remove his clothing, quickly undoing button after button, eager to partake in the activities. When he was completely naked, he climbed into the bed behind Cassie, his pale legs splayed on either side of her as he pulled her back into his chest. Lucius readjusted to Cassie being moved with ease, his mouth still on her clit as he slowly inserted one finger into her warmth. Cassie whimpered at the new sensation.
"So tight, even around my finger," Lucius grunted. Severus circled his arms around her torso, his hands slowly kneading her breasts as Lucius worked.
"You are so beautiful," Severus drawled, his hot breath in her ear. "I can't wait to have my cock inside you."
Cassie groaned, his deep voice whispering such feral things nearly pushing her over the edge. Lucius inserted a second finger in her, swiftly pumping in and out of her wet heat as Severus attached his lips to her neck. She was surely going to explode from so many mind-blowing sensations.
She wasn't even sure she was still earth-bound when her orgasm hit her. Severus was still rolling her nipples between his fingers even as she came down from her high, his baritone voice hitting her ears but the words not making any sense right away. He held her against him as she trembled, pushing her hair out of her sweaty face as he continued to speak.
"You did so well, sweet girl," he told her, placing kisses on her temple and cheek.
"Yes, and now is the time to return the favor, I think," Lucius said, a devilish glint in his eyes. He stood, waving his hand to indicate that Severus should move. As the Potions Master got off the bed, Lucius took his spot and laid on his back. When he was settled he gripped Cassie's arms and pulled her over on all fours. She understood what he was expecting when he nodded toward the bulge in his black silk boxers and started to work the obstructing garment down his hips.
Severus kneeled behind her on the bed. Lucius, with his arms folded casually behind his head, said, "Our dear girl is a virgin, Severus. Best ask her for permission before you fuck her."
Cassie looked back at her professor, and he must have caught the alarm in her eyes as she caught sight of his enormous, hardened dick. "That was not what I had in mind at the present moment," he said silkily. He gave her a small smile, one that she always associated with sincerity and safety.
Cassie shivered when she felt his fingertips trail lightly down her back. Reassured, she kept pulling on Lucius's boxers, freeing him and letting his shaft wave in the cool night air. She eyed the large erection apprehensively as she tossed the knickers onto the large pile of clothing on her floor.
"Have you sucked cock before?" Lucius asked. He seemed so lackadaisical about it, as if he weren't expecting much out of her.
"No."
"Hmph," he said, raising an eyebrow. "Well, there's a first time for everything, isn't there?"
Cassie hadn't done it before, but that didn't mean she didn't know the theory behind it. She had heard other witches talk about it enough, especially the Slytherins, that was for sure. She knew that starting slow, giving the man a tease, was going to get his blood flowing. And if anyone deserved to be toyed with, it was Lucius Malfoy.
She leaned between his legs, gripping him in her small hand, and gave him a few solid, slow pumps. He let out a small breath of contentment when she leaned closer, the tip of her tongue leaving her mouth to touch the very tip.
"There you go," Lucius breathed. "Now lick it, every inch."
She swirled the tip of her tongue around the head, but only once. It was enough to make him tense up, and then she moved her attention to the base. "You mean, like this?" she asked innocently. Ever so slowly, she licked up his shaft, her eyes locked on his as she moved like molasses. She was almost to the head when she started to move back down.
"You are asking for trouble," Lucius warned her. Severus, who was now running his fingertips down her lower back and getting dangerously close to her ass cheeks, chuckled lowly in amusement.
"I don't know what I'm doing," Cassie said without missing a beat. Severus laughed again.
"Do not encourage her," Lucius snapped at his friend. He was about to add something nasty when Cassie suddenly took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue on him again as she sucked. Lucius was at a loss for words, which was a rare thing. Serious about what she was doing now, she experimented with her technique, pleased with herself when she elicited groans from him and he tugged at her hair.
Severus started to touch her. His fingers found her clit, and the sensation made her break her concentration. Lucius pulled her head up by her hair, making her look at him.
"Do not stop unless I tell you to," he demanded. Normally, his authoritative tone would piss her off. Tonight, it spurred her on.
She took him into her mouth again with enthusiasm, trying to power through the distraction of Severus's digits now inside her. He moved faster and faster, curving the tips of his fingers toward her belly. His finger left her clit for a moment, but only to smack her ass, hard. She was trying to obey Lucius's command to keep going, she really was, but another climax was reaching its peak, and all at once, it was flooding her senses, and her mouth needed to be used for yelling and nothing else -
"Damn you, Severus," Lucius growled. "Are you ready, little witch? I can hardly take it any longer." He flipped Cassie onto her back again, moving to her lower half as she tried to catch her breath. Severus was once again settled behind her, happy to have her laying on his chest.
Cassie nodded. Severus bent down to kiss her as Lucius pried her legs apart again. Lucius was spreading lube on himself as Cassie reached down to finally touch the Potions Master intimately. He inhaled sharply at the sudden contact, throwing back his head in pleasure when she kept stroking him.
Lucius pushed into her entrance, and Cassie flinched. Severus flicked her nipple with one hand, the other resting on her throat. "Deep breaths," he drawled into her ear as the other wizard kept going. "Relax. Feel his cock as it fills you up, sweet girl."
Lucius was buried up to the hilt before he started to slowly pull out. When Cassie looked at him, she saw that he was lost in his pleasure already, his eyes moving over her body as he thrust into her again. Even with the pain, the sight of the muscled blond wizard rutting into her sent waves of pleasure through her, and her hand moved up and down on Severus more quickly the faster Lucius moved.
Cassie was so lost in her own pleasure that she missed the look and nod exchanged between the two wizards. Suddenly, Lucius pulled out of her, grasping her hips to move her back onto all fours. Without pause, he pushed into her again, and the new angle made Cassie cry out, the sensation of being filled so deeply making her eyes tear up. Severus, who was on his back and looking up at her with lust-filled eyes, didn't ask her to suck him off, as he was ever the gentleman. Cassie grasped his cock nonetheless, taking him into her mouth as far as she could. She found no reason to tease Severus as she did the man that was currently pounding into her with such intensity; their relationship held much more mutual admiration and respect.
A low growl escaped Severus's throat as she moved her head up and down on him. It made her move faster and watch his reactions more intently, eager to give him more pleasure. He grasped her hair, tugging lightly now and then, and then suddenly, he pulled her off of him. She looked at him in confusion, and in one slow nod, she understood.
Seconds later, she was fully distracted by Lucius's thrusting. It had become extremely erratic as he neared his climax, and he was hitting her in all the right places. "Fuck!" she cried, feeling him pulsate and finish inside of her. After pulling out of her and giving her a light smack to the ass, he collapsed onto the bed. He cleaned her up with a lazy wave of his wand as he lay on his side. "Well," he said to the two of them, "Have at it."
Cassie's chest was heaving as Severus coaxed her over once more. She thought she would surely pass out, but that thought was quickly banished as Severus slowly moved on top of her. Even as he nestled between her legs he was kissing her, making her heart flutter. His chest pressed into hers as he dragged his fingernails down her arms, and she thought surely that no one could ever feel more cherished.
He reached down to line up his now extremely-hard cock at her entrance. Being just as large, if not larger than Lucius, Cassie winced again as he pushed into her slowly. As he whispered delicate apologies in her ear, Lucius groaned in annoyance and sat up.
"If this gets any sweeter I'll get a stomachache," he grumbled. "I'll be in the bath. Join me if you wish." With that, he left the two alone.
Whereas Lucius fucked her hard and fast, Severus was slow and deliberate. He kissed her as he moved inside her, sometimes sucking on her ear or neck or her breast. Cassie was shuddering in pleasure, sweat beading on her forehead and he was still looking at her like she was the rarest and most precious creature on the planet. Only when he was nearing his release did he increase his pace, and she wrapped her arms around his back. He was inside her, and yet she wanted him closer to her somehow.
"Cum inside me," Cassie whispered in his ear. "Cum inside me, Severus."
He pounded into her with more force, and she felt another orgasm approach. As her belly neared combustion, Severus growled in her ear, pushing her over the edge. Now she was sure that she was surely going to black out.
She laughed when she finally came down from the high. Severus had his face pressed into her neck, and she could feel his racing heart begin to quiet against her chest.
"What do you find so humorous?" he asked her.
"If we join Lucius in the bath," she said, "I will surely drown from exhaustion."
Severus sat up, just enough so he could look her in the face. "Don't worry, Cassie. I will be there to keep you safe."
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