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Altered Minds COMPLETE	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 31796 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Huge thanks to everyone following this story ;)

Warnings….just one long sex scene…lol…kink.. blood play, breath play, cock rings, vampire gloves (Look them up if you don’t know what they are - a huge thank you to Cody_thomas....i love them...thank you,thank you...on a personal note.. is it wrong to admit i would like a pair? ;) ) bit of bondage…I think that’s all ;)

Harry’s heart leapt into his mouth as he allowed Lucius to lead him down the hall to the bedchamber. Hyperaware of the close proximity of the potion master, the scent of the man invading Harry’s senses and making his heart race at the idea of what would happen once they arrived at their destination. Hot breath against his ear, sandalwood filling his nostrils as Severus spoke in low, hushed tones and the breath seemed to caress Harry’s flushed skin.

“I hope you know what you’re doing…I’m going to make you mine.” Severus’ self assured rich voice washed over him and he shuddered with desire. The idea of Severus possessing him making his body feel like it was on fire, burning from deep inside as the passion consumed him.

Yes…touch me, touch me.

Harry’s mind screamed, but his mouth was incapable of speaking ,all words having departed in the haze of arousal. The man hadn’t even touched him and his cock was already close to release, his ardour at its peak with just the thought of Severus’ hands on him.

Make him mine…yes… make him want me.

Tilting his head back exposing his neck, moaning as Severus’ lips brushed against the throbbing pulse beating furiously. The potion master halted, his lips frozen on Harry’s fevered skin and Harry turned his head to look into the dark depths of Severus’ eyes. Hoping that the look of need in his eyes would spur the man to continue, elated when Severus licked a path up Harry’s neck and nipped at his jaw before pulling away.

“Am I interrupting?” Lucius asked, his eyes bright and his tone playful. Severus huffed and walked past him into the bedchamber. The blond gave Harry a dazzling, sexy smile and reached out for Harry to take his hand. Fingers trembling, knowing that this would be something that he couldn’t take back if he entered the room, Harry tentatively entwined his fingers with Lucius’ and followed.

The room was warm but to Harry it was stifling, his body shaking and his mouth dry. Lucius having sensed the change in him, gently stroked his arm, the feel of the soft fingers caressing his skin was soothing and Harry tried to relax.

“It’s ok,” Lucius soothed, his lips brushing against Harry’s worried mouth, “We won’t hurt you.” Harry found his eyes drawn to Severus, the man formidable and giving off an air of control as he stood surveying the moment between them. Hitching his eyebrow, the obsidian eyes shining with lust and a hint of amusement. Harry took a deep breath, defiance welling in his veins and determined to hide his nerves from the dark eyed man. Leaning into the kiss, pressing his mouth against Lucius’ harder and sliding his tongue past his luscious lips, the blond immediately allowing him to devour his mouth. Harry never took his eyes off the watching Severus, his heart hammering as the potion master’s pupils dilated with desire and Harry almost laughed at the flash of jealousy he saw in the granite stare.

“Luc…come here.” Severus commanded, his tone dark and full of hidden temptations, Harry almost moaned aloud. Black eyes flared with power, and Severus licked his lips in seductively tease, Harry longed to lick the saliva now glistening there. Lucius broke the embrace with Harry, no hesitation as he slowly walked towards the smirking man.

“No, stop…crawl to me.” Severus smiled, Lucius obeyed instantly falling to his knees and prowling to the potion master, Harry couldn’t catch his breath at the sight.

A hint of a smile on the commanding man’s lips, his dark lusty eyes never leaving Harry’s as Lucius knelt at his feet awaiting his next order. Quirking as eyebrow at Harry, Severus reached down to stroke Lucius’ head, blond strands slipping through his fingertips as he caressed the man’s scalp. The look in his eyes a clear message to Harry, Lucius was his to control and command. A strange sensation crawled up Harry’s spine, flashes of the memories he had seen and the power he felt washing over him.

“Lucius!” Harry stunned at the strong, authoritative tone in his own voice. The blond flinched at the command and Severus’ mask slipped for a brief second, the incredulous look disappearing as quickly as it had appeared. Instinct pushed Harry to close his eyes and release some of his magic, the levels of which had multiplied since Voldemort’s demise. Lucius gasped as the power flowed over his skin, Severus stumbled back at the wave of magic emerging from Harry. Wild green eyes opened and fixed directly on him, Harry allowed his own sly smile as he patted his leg calling for Lucius.

“Come here.” Lucius groaned, torn between wanting to please both men and knowing he was bound to anger one of them.

“STAY!” Severus ordered, his fingers clenching his hair in a tight grip. Harry sneered at the potion master and walked toward them, reaching down to slide his own fingers alongside Severus’, softly touching Lucius’ head.

“Enough!” Lucius’ angry voice cut through the building tension, he pulled away from both of them. Their fingers snagging and pulling his hair out, he whimpered with pain, “I’m not a toy or a possession for both of you!”

“I’m sorry.” Harry’s heart sank at the realisation of what he was doing, competing with Severus to be Lucius’ master. Severus lifted his glaring eyes to Harry and huffed his annoyance, stalking across the room to the leaving Lucius, the blond half way out of the door.

“Stop,” his voice quiet and Harry strained to hear his words meant for the scowling blond, “I know you’re not a toy…I lost control…he makes me so…”

“I know…you have to get over this…he’s not James.” Severus turned to stare at Harry, who suddenly felt scrutinised and wanted desperately to plead his case. Refraining from speaking, he stood and looked at the man he had come to realise he wanted just as much as Lucius.

“I’m going to get some things we might need,” his grey eyes full of arousal, Severus allowed a small smile to grace his features, “I think that you should get better acquainted while I’m gone.” Severus smile fell as Lucius left the room, the silence deafening.

Unsure of what to do and hating the awkwardness between them, Harry dived right in with a question, his mouth not engaged with his brain as he spoke.

“So you want to fuck me?” Harry clamped his lips together and blushed at his own words, not having planned on being so forthright, Severus quirked his eyebrow.

“Straight to the point I see,” his voice deep, the baritone made Harry’s cock twitch in his jeans, “What if I was to say yes…I want to fuck you?” he crossed the room in two strides, his body almost touching Harry’s but not quite.

“I…” Harry gulped, his body automatically leaning forward to press against Severus. Relishing the heat of the man against his bare chest, Severus pulled back with a smile on his face.

“So responsive…I haven’t touched you yet and I can hear your heart pounding,” he leaned to speak, his breath drifting over Harry’s quivering lips, “Yes…I want to fuck you…mark you, lick you, make you bleed and beg for my touch.” he pulled back and walked back to the large ornate fireplace, his back to the overwhelmed Harry.

The words echoed in his mind, all other thought fleeing under the tidal wave of desire and fear now coursing through Harry. Feeling weak and disoriented, he stumbled back sitting on the lavish bed with a soft exhale. Severus turned his head to look at him, surprised at the vision of a pale and shaking Harry.

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to handle it,” he scoffed, shaking his head at Harry, “I’ll leave you and Lucius alone tonight, have fun.” he sneered, stalking to leave the room.

“I want you to fuck me.” Harry whispered, afraid to say the words out loud and admit that his body craved the man’s touch. Severus stopped, his fingers grasping the door so hard his knuckles were white, turning to look Harry in the eyes.

“You’re defiant…you want to be in control too much.” Severus’ admonished, Harry lowered his eyes and tried to find how to put into words what he wanted, Severus must have sensed his desire and spoke for him, “You want to take control but feel the urge to be controlled?”

The tension left his body at the question, thankful that Severus understood the internal struggle raging inside him. A single finger brushed under his chin, lifting his gaze to meet Severus’ dark eyes.

“You must be prepared to surrender to my will,” Severus’ spoke with passion, eyes burning into Harry’s verdant gaze, “Lucius will bow to both of us, do you want that?”

Confusion reigned for a moment, Harry’s mind muddled with lust, Severus words sank in and his heart stuttered to a stop. Swallowing the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat, he hoped that he had understood the potion masters intentions.

“Yes…do you mean I get to contr…” his words cut off by Severus wrapping his fingers around his throat, the grasp light at that moment.

“To truly control someone you must know how something feels,” Severus squeezed harder, Harry tried to swallow and his breath stuck in his chest at the pressure on his Adam’s apple, “Lucius likes to be choked during sex, does that excite you?”

Struggling to get his breath, Harry’s heart hammered in his chest and the panic feeling crawled up his body. The urge to push the man away building as the edges of his vision began to shimmer. The lack of oxygen seeming to heighten his arousal, his cock spitting in his jeans and he understood the excitement caused by the fingers restricting his breath.

“Yes.” his voice raspy and gurgled, saliva spilling down his chin and the potion master rewarded him with a brief kiss as he released his grip. Harry gasped, filling his lungs and swallowing audibly, the sound of his heart beating ringing in his ears. His vision cleared as he gulped for air, disappointed when he realised that Severus had moved away from him.

“I will push you, hurt you but you can stop at anytime,” Severus’ breath was fast and Harry’s cock twitched at the thought of Severus being excited by him, “Think of a word,” seeing the confusion on Harry’s face, Severus let out a exasperated sigh, “A safe word…something that you mean when you want me to stop.”

Harry closed his eyes, the fear there again, always on the periphery of the moment. Racking his brain for something that would not be the usual word uttered in the bedroom. He took a calming breath, trying to push the fear of the unknown to one side and looked at Severus.

“Quidditch,” Severus laughed, his eyes bright with amusement, “What?” Severus shook his head and Harry was sure he heard a muttered ‘bloody Griffindor’ under his breath.

“Have you stopped the pissing contest?” Lucius enquired as he breezed back into the room, Harry felt a wave of lust at the sight of the man. The blond smiled at the obvious interest in Harry’s eyes and placed a small black box on the bed beside him and swooped down for a brief kiss. Harry followed the blond, trying to deepened the kiss when he pulled away.

“We have reached an understanding.” Severus explained to the blond and pulled him into a heated kiss, Harry sat on the bed watching and wishing he could join in. The two men devoured each other, Lucius grasping Severus’ shirt tightly in his fingers and moaning into his mouth, his lofty moans of lust echoed by Harry as he watched from the bed.

Severus smirked against Lucius’ full, pouting lips and manoeuvred the man backwards approaching the lusty looking Harry. The blond gasped as he was pushed back onto the bed, next to Harry, who immediately leaned over and possessed his mouth in a heart stopping kiss.

“Kiss him harder,” Severus whispered, Harry’s tongue filling and mapping the blonds’ sweet mouth at the command, pressing his body against the keening blonds, “Touch him, wrap your fingers around his neck” Lucius groaned at the words, Harry’s tentative fingers lightly caressed his slender neck before tightening the grip. Harry breathing heavily into Lucius’ lungs as he increased the pressure minutely pushing on the bobbing Adam’s apple and blocking Lucius’ ability to take a breath.

“That’s it,” Severus breathed against his ear as he spoke, the air caressing his neck and making him moan at the sensation, Severus sensed Harry’s excitement, “Listen and watch him, when his eyes flutter shut release him.” Harry continued to kiss the writhing blond, Lucius bucking beneath him, his cock rubbing against Harry’s. Avid eyes fixed on the flushed blond, Lucius lips parted and saliva spilled into Harry’s opened mouth, the taste of the writhing man fuelling Harry’s ardour. The moment he had been looking for occurred suddenly, Lucius’ eyes fluttered shut and he stopped breathing.

“Release him!” Severus ordered, his tone rich with heady arousal. Harry’s fingers obeyed, Lucius still for a second and Harry felt the urge to panic rising, relieved when Lucius gasped and took a deep breath. Brimming with power, Harry crushed his mouth to the still gasping bond, drinking up the moans of pleasure spilling from the flustered haughty aristocrat.

“Good boy.” Severus whispered to Harry, stroking the nape of his fevered neck and causing a shudder to run through his body. His reaction pleasing the stoic man, following the caress with a soft touch of his lips, the tip of his tongue lapping at the sweat beginning to gather. Severus whispered a word and Harry revelled in the feel of the cooler air brushing over his naked skin, the firm bare flash of Lucius pressed against him. Groan trapped in the addictive mouth of Lucius when Harry felt the equally naked skin of the potion master brush lightly against his back.

“Lucius…show Harry what you like.” the order pulled a heartfelt moan of bliss from the breathless blond, breaking the kiss and reaching for the box. Harry licked his lips, his body missing the feel of the blonds’ lips against his and he turned his head only to have his mouth devoured by a smiling Severus. His mouth plundered, his own tongue fighting to keep up with the attack being bestowed on him by Severus’ agile, questing tongue. His body leaned against the man, his moans swallowed as he surrendered to the sensation of being possessed.

“Taste so young…innocent and beguiling,” he murmured into Harry’s mouth, “I look forward to stripping away that naiveté.” the words possessive, self assured and utterly without arrogance. The utterances of a man who knew what he wanted and how to achieve his desires, the promise of things to come, hinted pleasures of the flesh. Harry felt his resistance melt away and desire so strong in its intensity obliterated any doubts from his mind.

“Yes…show me.” Harry mouthed into Severus’ hard mouth, the potion master deepened the kiss and robbed Harry of his breath. Soft fingers mapped his skin, tracing every vertebrae in his spine, delicate kisses placed along his shoulders and Harry sighed at Lucius’ touch. His eyes flickered shut as Lucius licked the head of his cock, the warm mouth teasing the rigid shaft. Severus grabbed his hand and pulled on what felt like a glove, cool leather against the palm of his hand as it slipped snugly onto his fingers.

“Open your eyes.” Severus’ voice was breathy and his pupils were dilated when Harry opened his eyes to look at him. His gaze travelling down to look at the glove adorning his right hand, shocked at strange article. A black leather glove, the palm and fingers studded with sharp points, the shiny silver tips reflecting the candlelight. Lifting the glove to look more closer, Harry’s heart racing at the ideas that formed in his mind, a slow knowing smile gracing Severus’ face.

“Good…give into the instinct that drives you…feel the urge take control.” the seductive quality of Severus’ dark voice was making Harry delirious with lust. Praying that his hand would stay still, he reached across to softly stroke Lucius’ shoulder, the glove sliding on the bare skin. Lucius’ eyes widened and he let out a soft exhale of pleasure at the caress. Small indents appeared on the skin, the caress not hard enough to break the skin but enough to draw the blood near the surface.

“More…please.” Lucius begged, lying back to recline on the bed, his thighs parting for Harry to place himself between. An offer that Harry could not refuse, looking to Severus for silent permission, the potion master surprised at the look and nodded his acquiesce. The gloved hand drifted over Lucius’ smooth chest, the tips catching the hardened nubs and causing the blond to arch his back. Harry lifted his other hand to follow the strokes, Severus let out an impressed grunt of approval.

“Hard and smooth, perfect combination…good.”

Elated, Harry allowed a small pleased smile to spread across his face and leaned forward to lick the abused nub on the right of Lucius’ chest, the glove having nicked the tip. The blood welled and slid down the hardened nipple, Harry licked and savoured the coppery taste exploding on his tongue. Stunned at sudden pressure against his back, Severus lying over him as he leaned down to lap at the bleeding nub, their tongues duelled and licked at the spilled blood. Lucius writhed beneath them at the sensation, Harry’s gloved hand stroking down Lucius’ rib cage. The shiny, sharp edges slicing into his skin, the cuts shallow and the blond wallowed in the pleasure of the sharp sting.

“Kiss me.” Harry begged the dark eyed man, Severus crushed his mouth to Harry’s rust stained parted lips and allowed himself to revel in the feel of young man against him. Harry’s eyes were closed and his mouth did not resist the furious kiss from the potion master, unaware of Severus reaching down to grab his gloved hand.

“To understand pain, you must experience it.” Harry shook his head, pulling away and trying to break to hold Severus had on his hand, “Relax…Quidditch remember.” Severus soothed, Lucius watched with glazed eyes, his cock drawn up against his toned abdomen with need.

Forcing himself to relax, Harry stopped struggling and watched with fearful, fascinated eyes as Severus brought his gloved hand to touch his own chest. Tensing and waiting for the pain, Harry winced when the glove moved, the tips stroking his skin. Severus pressed a kiss to his neck, Harry relaxed more and gasped when Lucius kissed his chest, his tongue moving slowly down to his stomach. Severus followed the path taken by the exploring blond, the glove scoring his flesh, the sharper sting accompanying the strokes. The hurt immediately soothed by Lucius’ hot mouth, the pleasure pain sensation overwhelming Harry.

“How sweet the pleasure is…the hint of pain heightening the soft heat of his mouth,” Severus murmured in his ears, “Tell us to stop.” Severus ran his hand along the inside of Harry’s thigh, the sting of the glove nicking his skin increased but the pleasure of Lucius lapping at the rising cuts outweighed the hurt.

“No…don’t stop.” the pleading quality in his voice stunned Harry, his cock twitched and Lucius hummed his appreciation as he licked at the dripping slit, his tongue pushing into the tip to taste Harry’s pre-come.

“Do you want to come?” Lucius asked, his tongue returning to lapping at the engorged head of Harry’s shaft.

“YES!” Harry almost screamed, Severus grabbed Lucius by the hair and yanked him off Harry’s cock, the blonds’ mouth leaving with a wet pop.

“He will come when I say, understand!” Severus thundered, Lucius lowered his head in a show of servitude. The black annoyed eyes focused on Harry, he reached down to grasp the base of Harry’s cock, squeezing the shaft hard and halting his release.

“Maybe you need something to stop you?” Harry confused by his words, his heart speeding up when Severus produced a silver cock ring. The cool metal felt strange as Severus pushed his foreskin back and pushed the ring down his cock, the tight ring making Harry whimper, almost sighing as it rested at the base of his cock. Severus smiled and whispered a word, Harry howling when the ring tightened around the base, trapping the blood.

Soft kisses peppered over his neck and face by the two men as he adjusted to the strange feeling of his cock being bound. Lucius licked along his bottom lip begging for entrance and he willingly allowed the blond to push his tongue into his mouth, soft whimpers spilling from the aroused blond. Harry’s hands trailing down his back, the glove biting into the blonds’ flesh and increasing Lucius’ desire.

“You want to fuck him?” Severus asked, his lips brushing along Harry’s shoulder, the potion master’s cock pushing against the base of Harry’s spine. The feel of the large cock made Harry want to moan, the need for the man to touch him was becoming uncontrollable.

“I want you to fuck me.” Harry’s breath hitching as he vocalised his desire, Lucius smiled at him and nipped at his bottom lip. Severus remained silent, his body unmoving and Harry could feel him taking slow and steady breaths.

“Lucius.” Severus uttered, the blond lying back on the bed, lifting his arms above his head. Bewildered Harry turned his head to look at the unresponsive man, a murmured spell and Lucius whimpered as ropes appeared from the bed to hold him place, wrists and feet bound.

“Look at him,” Severus finally spoke, his eyes moving over every inch of taut flesh on the blond, Lucius’ breath hitching and his chest heaving with the effort of keeping himself from crying out with need, “See how the light catches his body, every muscle straining against the ropes…Lucius, spread your thighs wider…good…Harry, open him up for your cock.”

The blonds’ ring of muscle twitched under Harry’s gaze, his gloved hand stroking the shaking thigh of the flushed man, the tips slicing the tender soft flesh. Shocked, Harry watched Lucius arch his back, the restraints pulling at his wrists and feet as his back bowed, the moan echoing in the room was one of bliss. Bringing his other hand to smear the pooling blood running down his thigh, Harry lifted his vivid red fingertips to his mouth and sucked the digits into his mouth, Severus let out a small gasp of lust at the sight. Lucius halted his movements, fascinated and flushed at the vision of Harry lapping the blood like some sweet treat. Harry reached down again, this time using the spill when he traced the tight ring of muscle, his bloody fingers breaching the keening Lucius, both men moaning at the combined sensations.

“Stretch him, watch how his body opens for you…can you feel his need building…how the pain adds to his pleasure?” Harry nodded, his eyes fighting to stay open at the hushed words from the man, throwing his head back and Severus feasted on his neck, nipping and biting. Fingers stroked the back of his hand, Severus’ fingers joining his as they plunged into Lucius’ smooth channel.

“YES…YES TOGETHER!” Lucius almost roared, his body shaking with frustration and Harry crooked two of his fingers feeling for the elusive spot, the keening wail emerging from the handsome blond filling the room as he rubbed his prostate. Severus smiled against his neck, his tongue licking a path down his shoulder and across the back of his neck, his fingers thrusting fast while Harry stroked the inner walls, Lucius begged.

“Please…please Harry…fuck me…fill me up and make me scream!” Harry’s bound cock twitched and moved against his stomach, the head a dark shade of purple, the need to come heightened by the pleading in Lucius’ voice.

“Fuck him…fill his body with your cock…do it!” Severus bit down hard on Harry’s shoulder and he screamed at the sensation. Gasping, he leaned back, Severus’ broad chest pressed against him and he felt Severus pull his fingers from Lucius’ grasping entrance. A strong hand wrapped around his cock and eased him inside the hot, moist tunnel, the ring of muscle giving way to him and the heat engulfed his turgid shaft.

“Fuck!” Harry moaned, Severus grabbed his chin turning his face to him and devouring his mouth. The duel sensation of Severus hot tongue fucking his mouth and Lucius’ opening up to him was almost too much for Harry. Severus placed his hands on Harry’s hip and controlled the pace, pulling Harry back and slamming him forward. Lucius moaned and whimpered under the onslaught, his gasps of lust loud and hearty.

“Fuck him hard and fast…little slut loves it.” Severus whispered, Harry’s body increasing the rhythm, a fast slam forward, his thrusts pushing Lucius up the bed. Harry biting his lips to keep control, the need to come at its peak, the moment forgotten when he felt Severus slide his fingers between his buttocks.

“You wanted me to fuck you, didn’t you?” he tapped against Harry’s virgin pucker and Harry rammed himself hard into the undulating blond beneath him, “You want me…want to feel the burn of it inside you?”

“Yes…yes…oh oh oh.” Harry lost the power of speech as Severus kissed down his back, little nips and bites decorating his skin. His movement halted, cock buried deep inside Lucius, both of them getting their breath back, the blond clenching tightly around him and making him moan. His moan reaching fever pitch as Severus swiped his tongue across Harry’s hole, the tip breaching the tight muscle.

“Fuck me…fuck me…you feel so good…Harry please!” Lucius’ eyes were wild and glassy, Harry moved back, gasping at the feel of Severus’ tongue sliding deeper inside him, the agile muscle mapping his silky tunnel, the sensation strange but pleasurable. Giving into the myriad of sensation bombarding his body, Harry fucked Lucius with deep and slow strokes, his cock reaching impossible depths and the blonds’ clipped tones de-evolved into animalistic grunts and moans. His thrusts faltered when he felt fingers breach him, the feeling of fullness bordering on pain, the stretched burn overcoming him.

“Give into the feeling…feel me inside you…my fingers stroking and delving deep,” the rich, baritone lulling Harry to relax his muscles, the finger scissoring and testing the tightness, “Good boy…take a breath, hold it,” Severus pulled his fingers free and cast a lubrication charm, Harry shuddered at the warm, slick feeling coating his entrance. “Let the breath out slowly.” Harry began to exhale as Severus’ cock breached his body, a scream lodged in his throat. The burning, stretched pain becoming almost unbearable. Severus rained soothing kisses on his shoulder, reaching around to caress the base of his cock, the rest still deep in the gasping blond.

“Let out the breath…slowly…good.” Severus licked the shell of his ear, his throaty voice was the only indication that he was also overwhelmed. Harry closed his eyes, the voice washing over him and the burning pain morphed into something like pleasure, the feeling of fullness taking his breath away. The room frozen in time, no one moving and the deep breathing of all three men was the only sound. Harry was the first to move, pulling back slightly and whimpering as Severus slipped deeper inside him. The burn back again, Harry, this time allowed the pain to flow over him and took breath, pushing back further. The potion master let Harry control the pace, his body still as Harry fucked himself on his length. Harry adjusted to the stretched feeling, Severus’ thick cock seeming to fill everywhere, his whole body on fire. Plunging forward and making Lucius’ closed eyes spring open, Harry soon found a rhythm. Pulling back and impaling himself, the twitching pucker of Lucius gripping his slick shaft, his body thrusting back into the addictive heat. Severus remained unmoving, his hand resting on Harry’s hips and letting Harry become more comfortable.

“Fuck me…fuck me…Severus!” Harry shouted, thrusting back hard, his muscles spasming around Severus’ cock and his control snapped. Gripping Harry’s hips, his fingers digging in and no doubt leaving marks, Severus thrust forward. His cock hitting deep inside Harry, who was thrusting back at the same time, robbed of his ability to speak, he merely grunted. Giving control to the dark man, Severus fucked Harry into Lucius, both men gasping at the pace. Slick skin on skin , breathy whimpers and grunts of need bounced off the bedchamber walls.

“Choke him.” Severus grunted, Harry followed his instincts, fingers wrapping around Lucius’ elegant neck, the marks from earlier still visible. Pressure on his windpipe made the blond gag, Harry tempted to remove his fingers, surprised that he could even think between the duel sensations of fucking and being fucked. Severus’ large cock battering inside him and making him see stars. Instead he watched through hazy eyes for the signs that Severus showed him, Lucius gasping and bucking beneath him but the look of bliss still graced his face. The jolting movements of the hard thrusts pushed Harry’s finger harder against Lucius’ Adam’s apple, the blonds’ eyes fluttered shut and his lips parted in a silent O. Harry released the grip, shocked when he felt hot ribbons of come splash his stomach, the sudden grip on his cock driving him insane. Severus continued to fuck him hard, his cock plunging deep inside and Harry was forced to fuck Lucius through his body shaking, his muscles grasping his shaft painfully as the blond rode out his orgasm.

“Let me come….let me come!” Harry not above begging, the aching in his balls made him want to shout. Severus yanked Harry’s head back by the hair, the grip painful and the dark eyes fixed on him, thrusting fast and hard, Severus growled.

“COME!” Harry’s body convulsed, the cock ring banished and his balls erupted violently. Whimpering and his eyes rolled back in his head as he emptied himself into the panting Lucius. Severus’ grip on his hips became rougher, the potion master fucking him frantically, his body gripping the man as his muscles clenched with the intense orgasm. Jerking erratically, Severus’ breath stopped and he roared. Harry slumped into Lucius’ arms, moaning at the sensation of hot come filling and coating his insides.

The silence was punctuated by the slowing of thundering hearts and filling of oxygen starved lungs. A loud pop filled the room, all three surprised by the presence of the house elf. Wringing its hands together, face red and eyes lowered, voice apologetic.

“Young Mistress Weasley is waiting in the drawing room,” the hand wringing became worse, “She has bought Ministry guards…they are saying Harry Potter had been kidnapped by you…” the elf looked at Severus.

“What the fucking hell is going on…Potter get off my father!” a loud indignant voice filled the room, Lucius jumped at the sound and Harry wanted the ground to open up. The house elf looked sheepish, pulling at its own ears as it completed what it wanted to say.

“And young Master Malfoy is home.”
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