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This Physical Fascination (HG/SS/LM)	By : Remarkable Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 71599 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Another update, just for my lovelies. I took the day off of everything just to write and update for you! So fresh from my smokin' hot fingers is your anticipated update! This is NOT the last chapter of this one. I daresay there will be 2-4 more for this story after this chapter. So sit back, relax, read and review!! Warning for mucho lemony goodness!

Hermione was greeted by two very ecstatic, very worried, and very horny wizards. As expected, no sooner was she in the door than she was being pulled between them for kisses, gropes and attempts to shed her of her clothing. “Hey you two cut it out!” she laughed, almost beside herself with joy.

“Never!” Lucius swore dramatically, clutching her to his chest before greedily snogging her senseless.

A low growl had both of their heads turning in time to see Severus behind her with his cock out and his hand quickly pulling her slacks down. Positioning himself thus, he thrust into her without preamble, causing her to gasp from the fullness of his intrusion. “Gods, witch!” he groaned, and thirty seconds of jerky, furious pumping later he released himself with a fierce grunt inside of her wet heat. “Gods, I needed that!” he exclaimed, sagging against her backside. Looking up from his ragged breathing, he huffed at the pair of them still staring at him incredulously. “What? You wouldn’t begrudge an old man a one-off for starters, would you?”

Lucius smirked in reply. “My friend, I think you give new meaning to the Muggle phrase, ‘Wham, Bam, Thank You Ma’am.’”

Turning to smile at Hermione, he asked her, “Did I get that right?”

Hermione slapped him lightly on the shoulder. “When did you start revising Muggle euphemisms?”

Lucius shrugged. “When I had to start spending time listening to the endless prattle of Severus.”

Severus narrowed his eyes, his softening cock slipping from Hermione as he tidied himself and helped her do the same.

“I do believe it’s my turn young lady.” Without further ado Lucius lifted Hermione and brought her to his bedroom. Kicking the door shut on Severus, he laid her gently on the bed, covering her slight form with his own heavily muscled one.

“That wasn’t very nice, Lucius!” she admonished as he nipped at her chin and collarbone in succession.

“If you’d had to sit around and listen to him whinge for the god-awful time you’ve been gone, you’d be less than congenial in his wake as well.”

“That bad huh,” she sighed, her hands stealing over his well-sculptured back and arse.

“Yes, witch, that’s it,” he hissed, pressing his erection against her as he lowered himself to suckle her breasts in turn.

“And I take it you two have kept each other busy while I’ve been away?”

“If by busy you mean fucking one another silly, then yes, we’ve been quite busy, as you so eloquently put it.”

Hermione smacked him again playfully. “Quite the filthy mouth for an aristocratic bastard!”

“Tut tut, my dear. That’s the second time you’ve struck me since you’ve walked through that door. I shall have to punish you for your transgressions.”

“What?” Hermione shrieked when he kneed her legs apart and situated himself between them.

Placing his cock at the entrance to her arse, he teasingly held it there as she tried to squirm away. “How do I know you’ve been faithful to us while you’ve been gone?” Lucius mocked, thrusting lightly against her tightly puckered hole.

“You can’t possibly be serious,” Hermione breathed through her mouth and nose, anticipating his delicious entry into her back passage and dreading it all at once.

“Oh, but I am. Now that Severus has gone and filled you with his seed, I am forced to pleasure an admission out of those naughty lips.”

“Lucius, I would never-“ “Shhh, pet. I’m teasing. Perhaps later I shall partake of that delectable bum. For now, I’ve craved that tight cunt of yours, and that is what I shall have.” With a grunt he switched positions and entered her pussy, the remnants of Severus’ seed and her own arousal filling his nostrils with the combined scent. The powerful wizard snapped his hips up into her a second time, her sweet, soft cries beginning to fill the room as he set a furious, yet satisfying pace. He rode her hard and within a short time had her crying out his name from the intense orgasm that tried desperately to milk him dry.

Clenching his teeth to hold back, he fucked through her orgasm and switched angles so he was brushing against her clit on every upstroke. Within minutes she was crying out again, her mews mingling in a unique symphony against the backdrop of their slapping, sweaty bodies and his incoherent grunts interspersed with his occasional utterance of, “Yes, love, yes.”

With incredible endurance he continued on, barely losing stroke when he flipped her onto all fours and continued to pound her almost into the mattress. His breath was starting to come in heaving gasps as he slowed to a moderate, heaving, slapping pace that left Hermione’s backside red, her insides quivering and legs ready to give out as at last, just as she didn’t think she could come anymore he reached around and pinched her clit between his expert fingers.

With a hoarse cry of “Oh, shite!” she pushed herself backwards onto his cock and felt her muscles contract weakly, contradicting the intense rush of magic that flowed outward from her core and burst in a blaze of light into the room.

“Oh- my – fucking- goddess- Circe’s- sweet- titties –witch –yes!” Lucius punctuated each word with a sharp, upward thrust of his hips, culminating in the stunning brilliance of Hermione’s power bludgeoning him with its intensity even as his orgasm at last blasted its way into her womb.

As if a hurricane had ripped through the small flat, Lucius’ hair whipped about his skull like a thousand snakes seeking to go in for the kill.

Their orgasms subsided but the intensity of feeling went on and on, Hermione turning around to embrace her golden-god lover.

He remained hard and entered her once more, this time making love to her softly despite the howling wind that surrounded them, specks of white light dancing in the air that crackled with incredible, raw magic.

Severus ripped open the door to the room, exclaiming quite uncharacteristically, “What the fuck was that?” Seeing the sustained magical field around his lovers, he cautiously entered the room and was immediately swept up in the overwhelming feeling of love and completion that existed between them.

Holding out their arms, Lucius and Hermione beckoned for him to join.

Severus straddled the bed behind Lucius and spit on his own cock. In a flash he was inside his lover’s arse, penetrating him deeply and at the right angle to stimulate the other man’s prostate.

The three moved in tandem, Snape laying whispers and feathering kisses along the broader wizard’s back as the other man moved inside of their witch with long, languid strokes.

For a seeming eternity they moved as the ocean, one with the universe in the small room that had become the center of their combined existence. Hermione was sobbing softly, tears of joy running down her face from the intense emotional and sexual experience that transcended anything she’d ever imagined, even in her wildest dreams.

Somehow, both wizards knew the tears were not ones of sorrow and even as she cried, Severus stroked her upper thighs while Lucius brushed away her tears with the pads of his thumbs. “I love you. I love you both. Never leave me, please, promise me you’ll always be with me.”

“Oh, my love, my heart, I promise. I will never hurt you, love. Come for me my sweet witch. One last time, come for me. I love you, Hermione. Give your love to me, to us. That’s it love. That’s it.” As if speaking a frightened kitten down from a tall tree, Lucius managed to coax one last powerful climax from the exhausted, shuddering witch.

Her final cry of completion made Severus increase his speed, gripping Lucius' finely sculpted hips between his scarred fingers, and pressing tightly, emptied himself with a harsh grimace into his best friend and lover’s arse on the heels of Hermione’s subsidence.

His own completion found words of truth spilled from his lips. “I love you. Morgana only knows how much I love you both. I’ve always known, inside, yes, I’ve always known—always wanted you both.”

Lucius’ movements became jagged and short, choppy in substance when his own arse muscles clenched and he pulled out to come on Hermione’s trimmed mound, spurting flecks of sperm across her clit and lower belly. At last finished, he lowered his head to her chest and let out a great, long exhale. “And I, the both of you as well.”

Severus left for the bathroom for clean washing up cloths before returning to exchange them with the silent pair.

Pulled from their reverie, Hermione asked a blunt question. “What did Kingsley say to the two of you to get you to talk to him about our triad?”

Snape and Malfoy exchanged wary glances before looking pointedly at Hermione.

Severus broke the tense interlude. “Shacklebolt has never been here. Neither of us has spoken to him since you’re last departure.”

With a faint gasp, Hermione jumped from the bed, racing for her clothing. “My Gods, I’ve got to get to Harry!”

Chasing Hermione in her rush to leave, Lucius forced her to slow down, taking her by the shoulders and shaking her lightly. “What is it, love? What has Shacklebolt got to do with any of this?”

With a determined face Hermione regaled them with the odd tale of Harry’s confrontation and Kingsley’s seemingly too-good-to-be-true revelations concerning the project, her position and knowledge of her involvement with the two wizards, including the blessing to go see them.

Severus narrowed his eyes. “I smell a snake at work here.”

Lucius nodded, concurring with the other dark wizard. “Whatever you do, Hermione, be careful. Don’t do anything to put yourself at risk.”

“I wish I could take you two somewhere safe, but my hands are tied regarding your location.”

“Do you think we’re in danger?” Lucius let his brows rise exponentially.

“I’m afraid so, but I also think Harry’s in danger as well and I’ve got to get to him.” Pausing briefly, Hermione’s brilliant mind caught up to the current dilemma of not being able to be in two places at once and she smiled at the plot that popped into her mind. “I have an idea. Come with me.”

Trusting the only person in the flat with true magical powers, the two wizards followed her into the living room and grinned when she explained her plan of attack. They were lucky she was on their side, and as she left to go hunt down her friend Potter, the two were smug in the knowledge that whoever got in the pissed off witch’s way was going to regret it something fierce.

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