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Characters: Hermione, Fenrir, Neville, Yorik, Severus

Sexual interactions: Fenrir/Hermione, Yorik/Hermione, Severus/Neville

Warnings: frottage, D/s, cuddling, slash, het, oral

Chapter 11 – The First Night

Hermione wasn't allowed to spend any time in front of the TV or to read any of the books on the shelves in Fenrir's flat. Fenrir insisted that she needed a lot of sleep so short after her infection with the virus. So he led her down to the room they would be sharing from then on.

Hermione looked shocked at Fenrir when the man stripped down unceremoniously. It seemed that for him it was the most natural thing in the world to run around naked. So he passed her without a second glance to throw his clothes in a basket, and then he went into the small bathroom. Not knowing what she should do, Hermione remained in the middle of the room, playing with the hem of her skirt.

When Fenrir came back out of the bathroom, he asked, “What are you waiting for? Undress and get into bed.”

Horrified, she watched Fenrir climb naked into the bed. Shakily she went over to the bed and fumbled for her nightshirt. Quickly she undressed and pulled it over her head.

“Don't you think it is unhygienic to wear that knickers all day and night? I thought you women always are so picky about that.”

“I don't have another pair.”

“I won't try to jump you in the night, pup. I already told you that I won't try to have sex with you before your temperature is okay.” Fenrir rolled his eyes. “If you promise to at least not wear them at nights, I will try to get another pair for you,” he said it with that much disgust that he even pulled a face.

Quickly Hermione pulled her knickers of and placed them under her other clothes. When she was under the big blanket she was sharing with Fenrir, he turned the lights out. Their was no window in the room, so it was pitch black. Hermione's heart was hammering in her chest. She tried to listen very closely to hear if Fenrir would try to come closer. Maybe it was the virus or her mind was so exhausted by what she had experienced today, but she fell asleep before she could think too much about Harry and Ron and all the others who had died. It was as if her mind was shutting out hose bad memories.

Fenrir waited until he heard her breath evenly out before he took his cock and started to tease it and then slowly pump it. He imagined Hermione sprawling out in front of him wantonly. Begging him to take her. He was leaning down to taste the sweet nectar from between her legs. She was thrusting up trying to urge him to hurry, begging him to take her, but he leaned over her and let her take his member in her mouth. Her lips were closing over the head of his cock and then she slowly took it deeper into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. Groaning as softly as possible he came all over his hand.

One room above them, Yorik was pumping his cock too. In his fantasy, Hermione was sitting on his lap in the lounge. Everyone was watching them while he let her slowly sink down over his cock. He spread her legs wide for everyone to see what was his. Her back was laying against his chest, and he drew her knees as far up as he could do without slipping out of her. Then he pushed her forward, her chest on his legs, and pumped hard into her. She was screaming in pleasure. Wriggling because it was almost too much stimulation, but he had no mercy with his pup. He pressed her upper body down with one hand and licked the thumb of his other hand to get it wet. Then he prodded her back entrance with it. She stiffened, but he pushed further in and kept it locked in when he started to pump harder and harder until she came, screaming his name in ecstasy. The orgasm hit him hard. He had no blanket over him and his cum splashed against the wall he was facing. Exhausted he rested his head I his cushion. He wished his pup would be here to cuddle now.

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“Please don't!” Neville said afraid. Severus hadn't allowed him to wear anything beside his thin nightshirt that hardly reached over his bum. Now Severus' hand was resting on his hip while it had been between his ass cheeks a moment ago.

Severus groaned frustrated. “Do you feel any attraction towards me, Neville?”

“Yes, but I'm tired. Very tired and... and... I'm scared.”

“That's not necessary, Neville. I will make it feel good for you. We need to do it to make you survive.” He paused shortly while drawing small circles with his thumb on Neville's hip. “I want you to survive. You know? I want it very much.”

“I also want to survive, but please not now.” Neville fought against the confusing feelings he had. A big part was effected by that burning in his chest that urged him to just spread his legs for Severus. Another part was really tired and wanted to sleep and a bigger part was afraid because he had never heard that it had felt good for anyone during their first time.

“It will be me who will take your virginity not Draco, Neville.”

Neville blushed and was glad that Severus had pulled the curtains close so the room was very dim. He was laying with his back to Severus, so the man couldn't see his face.

“I still can read your thoughts, Neville.”

Neville groaned. “That's so unfair.”

Severus chuckled and turned on his back and let go of Neville's hip. “Why would you prefer Draco to have your first time with to me?”

“He is sweet and tries to make everything as comfortable for me as possible. He will stop whenever I say it. He doesn't dominate me and he is much smaller than...” He groaned and hit his head in his cushions.

“Fine, lets roll that up from behind. Yes, I'm much bigger than Draco, but that means I can give you more pleasure. You would be surprised how dominant Draco can be during sex with another sub. Believe me, I have seen him perform with quite a lot of male and female subs and even slaves form other creature clans. I, of course, will also stop whenever you say so with determination. I will try to make this all very comfortable for you. I will take a lot of time to prepare you and you will enjoy it.”

“Please, Severus.”

Severus groaned. “You need to learn to call me head beta, Neville. It's not appropriate to call me by my first name. Only Draco and some dominants who are very close to me call me by my first name.”

“And I'm not close to you?” Neville asked hurt.

“You are a sub.” After a pause Severus said more softly. “And you are much closer than anyone else to me.”

Something happened with Neville. His cock started to harden and the burning in his chest became unbearable. He felt as if a robe was tucking him closer to Severus. He wanted the man to be happy. He felt Severus' concern and his need for him. Neville could fight his own body and turned towards Severus. His hand reached forward shyly until it found what he was looking for. “Please, no sex.” He didn't know whom he was speaking to, Severus or his own body that seemed to react on his own.

“Shh, Neville. Let the wolf take over. I will take care of you. I promise I won't try to penetrate you. That is what you mean with sex, right? Some cuddling, kissing and touching would be all right, wouldn't it?” Severus had the feeling he would die of blue balls if Neville would say no to it.

Neville whimpered. “No...o... penetration.” His hand was still on Severus' member pumping it slowly.

“Shh, it's okay.” Severus laid his hand over Neville's to show the inexperienced boy how to pleasure him.

Neville felt the pull on his chest lessen when Severus helped him to jerk him off. “Do you want me to do what Draco did to me?” Neville didn't know why he asked that and where that thought had come from. He wanted it, badly. He wanted to taste Severus.

“If you want to I would be very happy, but I could do it for you as well if you like.”

Neville shook his head. He wanted to taste Severus. He wanted to touch him everywhere. He wanted to make him happy.

“Okay, Neville. Do what you feel like doing,” Severus encouraged him. “Please just let me see you. Get that nightgown off.”

Neville bit his bottom lip but did what Severus asked from him.

“I will never understand how you can be so uncertain about your body, Neville. You look marvelous. I want to run my hands all over you.”

Neville's cock jumped at Severus' words. “Please just let me taste you.”

Severus smiled and beckoned him over. “One kiss before you start?”

Neville smiled and leaned over. Severus drew him against his chest and kissed him passionated. Neville collapsed over Severus and that brought his groin directly into Severus free hand that was laying beside his hip.

Severus groaned and couldn't resist to take Neville's erection in his hand and squeeze it.

Neville moaned. “Please, I can't hold back very well.”

“Fine, I will stop now, but you have to make sure that you get satisfied as well or your wolf will not get stronger.”

Neville nodded and freed himself out of Severus' embrace. Then he lowered his head to Severus groin. “I don't really know what to do, so if I do something wrong please tell me.”

“You will do well, Neville. Just imagine what you would like and don't use your teeth. I don't like it rough.”

Neville nodded and then started to eagerly explore Severus' erection. First he kissed the long shaft all over and let his tongue circle the head of Severus' cock.

Severus moaned and moved his hips up. He wanted to grab for Neville's head and push him down on his member. The boy was teasing him too much. He had fantasized about this since he had seen Neville in the lounge. “Damn, you can't tell me you haven't done this before. You are amazing.” It seemed these were the right words because Neville smiled and became more confident. He mimicked every move Draco had done to him this afternoon. Severus wasn't wriggling like he had done. Obviously he had more self control or a dominant wasn't allowed to behave so wantonly. Finally Neville took Severus' cock in his mouth. The cock jerked in his mouth and Severus moaned loudly. His hands were grabbing the sheet violently. It was very clear that he was enjoying it. The burning in Neville's chest was gone and was replaced with a warm and fuzzy feeling. He felt high, as if he was hovering. His own cock was rubbing against the bed, but it didn't count to him at the moment. He wanted his mate to be happy and satisfied. It was pure bliss to see him in ecstasy. Neville had lost all his fear and uncertainty. He was bobbing his head up and down and tried to take Severus' long cock deeper and deeper in his mouth. Unfortunately it was too long and at one particular enthusiastic bob Neville choked.

Severus immediately took Neville's head from his erection. “Take care of yourself, Neville. I want you to feel comfortably. It's good enough as you did before; you don't need to take me in deeper.” How Severus could change from ecstasy to protection mode so easily was beyond Neville's imagination. He wanted to pull his head out of the man's hands to get back to work. Nevertheless Severus' concern for him made him feel even more fussy and proud. He was able to make his mate happy.

When Severus finally let go of Neville's head, he eagerly took Severus' hard cock into his mouth. His hands wandered to Severus' sac and played around with his testicles.

“Neville, I... I'm... oh Merlin,” was everything Severus was able to say while he frantically tried to get Neville's mouth from his cock to not spurt in Neville's mouth, afraid it would destroy the moment. Neville seemed to have another idea about how this all should end and he sucked hard before Severus could pull him off. He felt Severus groan or better squeak because he hadn't expected that move. Hot cum was shooting into his mouth and Neville swallowed. His mate had come because of him. Never in his life had he felt so proud. Severus was his world now. His mind had shut out all of his memories of the arena, of the battle and his former life. At the moment only he and Severus were important.

Swallowing down the last shot of cum, Neville let go of Severus member and gave it one last kiss. The he crawled up to the totally exhausted beta and kissed him on his mouth.

“You are damn dominant for a weak submissive,” Severus groaned.

Neville smiled. He could hear out of Severus' tone that it wasn't meant bad. When Severus took advantage of his hand close to Neville's groin again, Neville was reminded of his own erection. He had forgotten it during pleasuring Severus. This time he didn't protest when Severus started to squeeze and and rub him. Neville moaned and leaned his forehead against Severus shoulder.

Severus shifted and moved Neville's right leg over his body so he could reach with his free hand through Neville's legs from behind to fondle his ball. Neville whimpered and meowed and wriggled.

Neville was in bliss. Severus' hands felt heavenly on his body. They were rougher than Draco and felt even better. It felt good to give himself totally in Severus' mercy. While the fingers of Severus' left hand were caressing his sac, the thumb of it was stroking up and down Neville's cheek. Neville felt a burning in his entrance and knew that only Severus' finger or cock could put out that fire. He tried to wriggle every time the thumb passed his entrance, encouraging it to penetrate him.

“No penetration. That was your rule while you was still in control. We will speak about that tomorrow. I will make you come without penetration. The burning will go away then as well. I promise. Trust me.”

Neville whimpered. He hated himself for putting up that stupid rule. If he had known how good it could feel, he would have done it. Why couldn't Severus just ignore the rule?

The fingers on his sac moved lower and drew agonizing circles over the sensitive skin just under his balls. Neville tried to wriggle away but Severus didn't let him. The pressure became unbearable and then Neville shot his cum all over Severus' hand. His heart was hammering in his chest when he collapsed over Severus' chest. He was sticky from sweat and Severus' body was covered in a thin layer of sweat as well. Now there sweats were combined. The smell in the air was heavy of sex. Neville felt his cum sticky on his stomach. Severus' hand was still around his cock. “Please let go or I will get hard again.” Neville could already feel the pressure building up again.

Severus chuckled. “The benefits of you subs.” He let go and grabbed for his wand on the night table to clean them. Then he pulled Neville over his chest again. “Now sleep.”

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Hermione woke with a jolt when she felt something brush softly against her nibble. She screamed when she saw Yorik half leaning over her.

“Woah, pup, calm down. Isn't a beta allowed to have some fun?”

“I was sleeping!” Hermione protested, blinking against the morning sun and trying to calm her heartbeat down.

“I wasn't allowed to wake you,” Yorik said innocently.

“You woke me!” Hermione hugged her breasts. She was surprised that she didn't feel afraid, just annoyed that Yorik had tried to touch her without her being awake.

“I didn't!”

“Of course you did, Yorik.”

“You should call me beta. I'm your beta.” He tried to look determined, but his expression was more like a dog that was waiting for his human to give him a treat.

“But I like your name.” Hermione was surprised. That had came out of her mouth without her thinking about it before.

Yorik grinned triumphantly. “You think so?”

“Yes, it's nice.” Again words that just floated out of her mouth.

Yorik humphed. “Then I think I will let you call me Yorik.”

“Very generous of you, beta,” Hermione said sarcastically and tried to get out of the bed.

Yorik grabbed her and pulled her back. “Fenrir says you should stay in bed as long as possible, pup.”

Hermione stiffened shortly, but when he lessened his grip, she relaxed again. She felt safe with Yorik. He had respected her wish yesterday in the lounge and that had turned some kind of switch in her mind. He wasn't Fenrir but he was close to it. “He meant to let me sleep as long as possible.”

“That was not how he said it,” Yorik protested.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

“We could cuddle a bit,” Yorik offered with a puppy dog look. That was so different from the Yorik she had got to know the first time she had met him. It was as if she could read his mimic and between his macho words.

“Cuddle?

“Cuddle.”

“What will Fenrir say when he hears about that?”

“He will say I'm a big softy and I will show him how soft I am and we will beat each other up.”

Hermione rolled her eyes and rested her head on Yorik's bare muscular chest. He wasn't as muscular and big as Fenrir. He looked more athletic but he still had broad shoulders. Hermione thought he was very attractive. She slowly let her hand wander up and down Yorik's chest and stomach. After a few innocent strokes she circled his nibble and finally let her fingers brush over it.

Yorik groaned and pulled Hermione on him before she could protest. He pressed her bum down so her pussy was over his clothed erection.

That made Hermione finally realize that Fenrir had convinced her to not wear her knockers at night. She blushed and stiffened.

“What?”

She was unable to talk.

“You like it. I can smell it. So what's the problem?” He slipped his hands under her nightgrown and caressed her ass cheeks. “You know I won't mate with you before Fenrir has taken your virginity. He is my alpha. He has the prior claim.

“It's not that,” she aspirated softly. “I just feel uncomfortably without... without my underwear.”

“Do my jeans hurt you?”

“No, but it just. I will... I will leave...” Damn how should she explain that. She was already feeling so wet and probably had already left a wet spot on his jeans.

Yorik moaned and moved her over his erect member again. “God, I can feel your juice sink through my jeans.” He had closed his eyes and looked in bliss. “That's so hot.”

Those words caused a fire to spark in Hermione's lower region and her chest. Yorik liked that she was soiling his jeans. She rested her hands over his broad chest. She liked that chest and stomach. She could see the six pack stand up proudly and she wondered what would be hidden at the end of the dark trail of hair that led from under Yorik's navel into his jeans. Before Hermione realized what she was doing, she opened Yorik's jeans and for the first time it wasn't she who stiffened in shock. She felt Yorik|s breath quicken when she lifted herself to pull at his jeans to lower them and then pushed his boxers down as well. Yorik's cock was thick and long, but not as big as Fenrir's.

Hermione licked her lips. She felt the urge to taste it but something held her back. Something told her that it wouldn't be okay. That it should be Fenrir's cock she should taste first. The fire in her pussy was getting worse. She needed to still it and she wanted Yorik to feel good as well, but her first priority was to still the fire in her lower region. Before Yorik could protest she was grabbing his cock and pushed it down to point at Yorik's head, then she swiftly positioned herself on him to glide her clit over his shaft.

“Woah, pup, slow down and be careful,” Yorik said between moans and grabbed her hips to still her. “Fenrir will kill me.”

Hermione laid her forehead against his chest. “But I need it. It burns down there.”

“Then let me take over to get sure that I won't accidentally penetrate you.” When Hermione nodded against his chest he switched their position. “Try to not wriggle too much. I'm a dead man if I take your virginity by accident.” Yorik's forehead was full of sweat and he looked very concentrated. It seemed he needed a lot of self control to not just take her. He took her under both her knees and lifted them up and pressed them down to her shoulders.

That position sobered Hermione. It was very humiliating to be exposed like this. “Yorik,” she whimpered.

“Shh, that's the safest position. You can't move much, and I can control my dick best that way.” He panted and then slowly started to rub his shaft over Hermione's clit. Damn how much he wanted to plunge into her pussy or her tight pucker, but he concentrated hard to not enter her. Fenrir would reward him with great praise if he made Hermione loosen up for giving her pleasure, but he would kill him for taking her virginity no matter which of her two entrances he would use. It was Fenrir's right, even though Yorik wished it would be different. He hadn't even dared to hope for being allowed to do that much, he just wanted to try to let her allow him to touch her breasts. Now his cock was against her silken hot lower lips and he was in heaven. If someone rammed a knife in his back right then he wouldn't even try to defend himself, he would just try to pleasure his pup and hopefully get relief as well before he would die. He had no hand free or he would have dared to make bigger strokes and position his cock at least once at her entrance but that was too dangerous and he needed to hold both her knees tight to stop her from wriggling.

Hermione was moaning and pleading him to thrust faster, but Yorik was concentrating on not slipping and entering her. She could feel the pressure in her go up, only a little bit more pressure or faster thrusting and she would come. It was agony.

Yorik sped up when he felt that she was very close and needed more to get over the peek. Still concentrating to just thrust further up, he pushed harder and she came hard. Yorik bet he felt cum spurting against his balls and Hermione's moans and screams made him come as well. He sperm even hit Hermione's face and her nightgown was soiled.

“If you had placed your fucking dick in her I would have broken your neck in an instant,” a growling voice said from the door.

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