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Shiloe: Just the Two of Us	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 11759 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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//Parseltongue//

“I must say, I think I like you better drunk, old chap.” Salazar concluded, pouring Shiloe another drink.
Shiloe snorted. “You just like how chatty I get.” He corrected the man, picking up the glass of brandy and taking a large gulp. “Good thing I can hold my liquor.”
“You get that from me.” Salazar said, then hiccupped. He, too, took another large sip of his drink. “We need to decide when you will be starting your training with me. Have you ever tried any forms of hand-to-hand combat?” He asked, slurring his words only slightly.
Shiloe shook his head, then stopped, as the world tilted alarmingly. “No. Why?”
Salazar sighed. “That’s the first thing I have to teach you, then. How is your grace?”
“Dunno.” Shiloe said. “Never tested it, really.”
“There’s a way we can do that right now, and Lo has never gotten mad at me for doing it drunk, so we should be alright.” Salazar said, peering at Shiloe intently. He stood and bowed, then held out a hand to Shiloe. “Care to dance?”
Shiloe blinked. “There’s no music.”
Salazar waved an impatient hand and the sound of a single violin playing a waltz filled the bedroom. “There. Music. Care to dance?” He asked again, more impatiently.
Shiloe rolled his eyes and placed his hand in the other man’s. “Of course, my good sir.”
Salazar jerked him to his feet and wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him close and beginning to lead him.
Shiloe concentrated on following his movements and cursed when he trod on the other man’s feet.
“No worries, I’m too drunk to feel it.” Salazar assured him. “But your grace is most surely in question.”
Shiloe sighed. “I think I’m too drunk to dance.” He said unhappily.
“No such thing.” Salazar said. “You’re merely lacking in practice, is all.”
“Oh, my.” A female voice said, before giggling ensued.
The two men turned to see Helga watching them, a hand over her mouth, trying to hold in her giggles.
Shiloe flushed, but Salazar continued to move. “Focus. Dancing with an audience is essential. Pay her no mind, and you’ll do fine.”
“She’s laughing at us.” Shiloe groused, finding that his feet moved more surely when he paid less attention to them.
“She laughs a lot, sometimes at seemingly nothing. Don’t let it distract you.” Salazar advised. “Love, I think you’re putting the young man off his stride. If you would leave us, please?”
Helga giggled once more, then curtseyed and left.
Salazar nodded in approval. “See, you’re doing better already.” The hand he had at Shiloe’s waist slid lower, resting on the curve of his ass. “Now, to see if you can dance with distractions.” He murmured, before leaning down and kissing Shiloe.
Shiloe moaned into the kiss, then stumbled, breaking the kiss in the ensuing fumble for balance.
Salazar sighed. “Well, we’ll work on that. On another note,” He waved his hand, cutting the music off and pulling Shiloe against him again. “How about another kiss, then?”
Shiloe leaned in and kissed Salazar again, groaning in pleasure when Salazar pulled him in, pressing their lower halves flush together.
Salazar’s mouth left his to nibble lightly at his earlobe. “Lie with me tonight?” He asked. “I will teach you things if you do. Remember that if you wish to learn Sex Magic your options are me or Rowena. Surely I’m your most likely choice?”
Shiloe panted, nodding. “Yes.” He said, thrusting against Salazar desperately.
Salazar quickly spelled both of them sober, his spellwork, like all the founders’, done wandlessly.
“How do you know so much wandless magic?” Shiloe asked.
Salazar smirked. “Surely you realize that to create a construct on the scale of Hogwarts, we had to be incredibly magically gifted? We all wield wandless magic easily. By the time Hogwarts came into being, we hardly used our wands at all anymore.” He answered.
Shiloe nodded. “Well, then, care to undress us? Where’s my wand?”
Salazar disrobed them, then glanced pointedly at the desk. “You left your wand over there.” He told the teen.
Shiloe walked over to the desk and returned with his wand in hand.
“Good. On my bed, if you please.”
Shiloe smirked, lying down. “MY bed, actually.”
“For the purposes of tonight, OUR bed, but it was mine first.” Salazar pointed out.
“Ah, but I’ve been using it more recently.” Shiloe contradicted.
“Semantics.” Salazar said, then grinned at Shiloe as he joined him on the bed. “The first spell I teach any pupil is one of my own creation, designed purely to enhance pleasure. Sensum.” He intoned, running a hand down Shiloe’s neck, then leaning in to kiss and nibble at the flesh.
Shiloe gasped, arching into the touch. “Holy Merlin!” He breathed, as the mouth continued to feast upon his flesh, quickly reducing him to a mindless, lust-driven state.
Salazar pulled back and watched as Shiloe regained control of his mental faculties.
“Well, I can see why that’s a Sex Magic spell. Really no other use for it.” He quipped.
Salazar chuckled. “Too true. But it’s a wonderful little spell, for all that.” He agreed. “Would you like to test it out for yourself, or would you like another dose, first?”
“Would it be greedy to ask for more?” Shiloe asked.
“A little bit of greed is an essential trait for all my Slytherins. What’s the point of always giving? Why not take when you’re given the opportunity? Here.” He ran his hand over Shiloe’s lips. “Sensum.”
Shiloe moaned loudly, Salazar’s mouth swallowing up the sound greedily as the man leaned in and kissed him. Salazar could give lessons in kissing, Shiloe decided, as the man patiently sought out every corner of his mouth, leaving not a single crevice unexplored. He finished off the kiss by sucking gently on Shiloe’s tongue, before he pulled back and watched the haze of sensum recede from his protégé.
Shiloe grinned up at him once he was once again in his right mind. “All right, my turn.” He got up and allowed Salazar to lie in his spot, kneeling above the man. He picked up Ducen and trailed it along Salazar’s chest. “Sensum.” He intoned, then bent his head to lick and suck at a nipple, hearing the gasp from Salazar as his mouth closed over the peaked point.
“Yes, very good.” Salazar breathed. “More. I like a bit of teeth, as well.” He instructed.
Shiloe bit down on the nipple, earning him a gasp and causing Salazar to arch toward him. “Like that?” He asked cheekily.
“Mind your tongue, young man, or I shall not teach you anymore.” Salazar drawled. “Now, the other one. The spell, however, should never be cast upon the cock, unless you want your play to be over prematurely.”
Shiloe smirked and twirled his wand in his fingers. “And we wouldn’t want that, now would we?” He asked rhetorically, then swept his wand over Salazar’s chest again. “Sensum.” He leaned in and sucked and nibbled at the other nipple, hearing the gasps of sensation from above him, reveling in the knowledge that he was causing each and every one to spill from the normally aloof man.
“Shiloe, I want you to fuck me.” Salazar told him.
Shiloe blinked at him in surprise. “Really?” He asked, looking over the man. He had chosen a form that was about twenty-something, and Shiloe was a bit floored that the man would ask to be topped, when he had chosen a form older than Shiloe, out of all the ages he could have chosen that night.
Salazar rolled his eyes. “Greedy, remember? I don’t mind being fucked by someone I know has the experience to make it enjoyable. You do. I’d like you to fuck me.” He reiterated.
Shiloe grinned. “Alright. Turn over, and I’ll rim you.” He said.
Salazar’s eyes darkened. “I’ve always liked a good rim job.” He purred, turning over and raising onto his hands and knees.
Shiloe smirked and pointed his wand at Salazar’s ass. “Sensum.” He cast, then leaned in and licked over the hole.
“Merlin’s balls!” Salazar screeched, pressing back eagerly. “No one’s ever tried THAT before! More!” He demanded.
Shiloe chuckled and dove in, licking and sucking at the puckered entrance, driving his tongue in and out as he listened to the muffled curses and panting from Salazar. Once his tongue got tired, he pulled back and lubed his fingers, sliding one into Salazar, slowly.
“I’m not as inexperienced as all that. You can start with two.” Salazar said in amusement.
Shiloe snorted and added another finger, working them in and out carefully.
“Mm, yes, that’s nice.” Salazar purred, pressing back eagerly. “More.” He demanded.
“Yes, sir.” Shiloe teased, adding a third finger and twisting them, working the man open further.
Salazar groaned, tilting his head back and gripping the pillow in front of him tightly. “Yesss.” He sucked in a breath, then began to speak again, but no longer in English. //Fuck me now! I NEED it!//
Shiloe groaned, then leaned down and ran his tongue over the pulse beating at the base of Salazar’s neck. //Beg me.// He hissed in return, rubbing his erection against the man’s arse.
Salazar sucked in a breath. Then, //I do NOT beg.//
Chuckling, Shiloe lubed his cock. //Then at least ask nicely. Demanding is unbecoming of a gentleman, after all.// He cajoled.
//Please.// The hissed word was barely audible.
Shiloe decided that it was enough, and guided his cock to Salazar’s entrance and slowly pressed in. //Merlin, Sir! So tight!//
“My name,” Snarled a tight voice, “Is Salazar. You may use it, in these circumstances.” He dropped his head to the pillow in front of him and pushed back eagerly.
“Salazar!” Gasped Shiloe, holding tightly to the man’s hips. “Fuck, so good!”
Salazar responded with a heartfelt groan, tightening his muscles around Shiloe’s cock, causing both of them to moan loudly. //Harder!// He demanded.
Shiloe cursed softly, tightening his grip on Salazar’s hips and doubling his speed, pulling the man back to meet every thrust. Salazar’s body was already pressing back to meet his with every thrust, but the added leverage Shiloe had ensured that every thrust sank as far into Salazar as was possible.
“Stroke me, Shiloe.” Salazar said. “I’m going to come soon.”
Shiloe mentally cheered, knowing that his release wasn’t that far off, either. He reached around and gripped the man’s erection, stroking quickly as he leaned down and bit the man’s neck, hard enough to leave imprints of his teeth, but not enough to break the skin.
Salazar reared back and came with a loud shout, coating Shiloe’s fingers and causing Shiloe to buck into him, thrusting twice before he was coming, as well.
They collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty heap, and Salazar sighed happily. “That was good. You really are something, Shiloe. I find myself highly impressed.”
Shiloe chuckled breathily. “Thanks. Wow. That was certainly intense.”
“Wait until I show you more. That was barely the tip of the iceberg, my friend.” Salazar purred.
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