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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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Warnings….hot m/m/m slash.

The manor was quiet and seemingly deserted when they arrived, Harry suppressed a shudder at the cold atmosphere. Severus’ dark eyes were watching him, the obsidian gaze making Harry feel nervous and apprehensive. The place had a tense and melancholy feel to it, so unlike how it had seemed before. Appearing to read his fraught mind, Severus’ deep voice penetrated the gloom.

“He hasn’t left his room since the night you ran.” Harry’s heart ached at the realisation that Lucius had suffered just as much, the pain of being apart having taken its toll.

“I am sorry.” Harry whispered and waited to be berated by the potion master, stunned when he was pulled into a soft embrace. Severus’ voice sounded quiet and soft, so unlike his normal façade.

“We should be the sorry ones,” he pressed a kiss to Harry’s brow and he had to fight back the tears at the tender gesture, “We should have been honest with you from the start…I was unnecessarily hard on you…because…”

“Of my father?” Harry finished the sentence for him, tightening his arms around the man’s neck and leaning up to brush his lips against Severus’ thin ones. Severus’ answer muffled by the slow kiss that was exchanged. The moment broken by a soft clearing of someone’s throat, Harry opened his bliss closed eyes to look at Draco, pale and anxious looking as he stood in the doorway.

“Pott…Harry,” Draco looked nervous and he shuffled from foot to foot, “I’m glad you’ve come back,” He looked at Severus as if to confirm his theory, Severus nodded and he let out a relieved exhale, “ Look Harry, I’m sorry about what I said…I shouldn’t have.” Harry held up his hand, taking every bit of control to accept the blonds’ apology.

“Look Draco…forget it.” He could feel every part of his body tensing and Severus stroked his forearm to calm him, the effect instantaneous. The soothing feel of Severus’ nimble fingers helped slow Harry’s temper but did nothing for the arousal that suddenly made itself known. Relief shined brightly in Draco’s grey eyes and he sagged, the emotional toll evident in the slumped shoulders.

“Go to him…he needs to see you.” Draco’s tone strained and hushed.

Harry saw the worry and immediately ran down the long corridors to the master bedroom. The room dimly lit and the feeling of foreboding filled Harry’s heart.

“Lucius?” Harry whispered, the light obscuring his view of the blond lying on the bed. Heart dropping when he received no reply, moving closer to the bed and sensing Severus standing by the door rather than seeing the man, his eyes focused on the unmoving body in the bed.

“Harry.” A broken sob echoed in the room and Harry threw himself onto the bed. Lucius lay pale, his silky soft hair lank and his body trembled as he looked at Harry. Jumbled thoughts raced through Harry’s mind as he looked at the man, his grey eyes filled with tears.

“Oh Lucius.” Harry sobbed and flung himself into the waiting arms of his handsome lover. Both of them weeping with elation at being together again, Lucius mumbling heartfelt words of apology and Harry mirrored the sentiment in his own muttered endearments. Severus stood on the periphery of the men, his dark eyes viewing the reunion without saying a word, Harry and Lucius lifted their hands to him. For a moment it seemed that the dark eyed man was frozen to the spot as if unsure what to say. Harry leaned further forward but kept one hand on Lucius’ chest, needing to keep contact with the man’s skin.

“Severus….please.” Harry’s voice held a hint of need and Severus’ eyes flared with desire as he approached the two men. Harry turned to the now smiling Lucius and pressed a kiss to his lush lips, the blond moaned at the contact.

“I thought I would never see you again.” Lucius whispered, his voice cracking on the forlorn words and Harry deepened the kiss. Severus reached across and stroked Harry’s hair, the gentle touch made him groan.

“Harry has seen the error of his ways,” Severus’ husky voice informed Lucius, earning a scowl from Harry, “As have I.” Severus added with a smile crinkling the corners of his dark fathomless eyes.

Harry couldn’t stop the erratic beating of his heart at the smile on Severus’ face and he leaned forward to place a kiss to the upturned lips. Feeling reluctant to break the brief contact but knowing in his heart that he had to be honest with Lucius about what had happened tonight. Nerves on edge and at the forefront, his mouth was dry at the idea of telling him.

“I thought that you only wanted the famous boy who lived,” Lucius opened his mouth to interrupt but was shushed by the potion master, “I went to a club tonight…I was going to have sex with a stranger.” Silence followed his hushed words and Harry kept his gaze lowered, frightened to see the betrayal in Lucius’ eyes.

“What happened…you used the tracking spell?” Lucius’ question was directed at Severus, who nodded.

“What spell!” Harry shouted, both men offered him a sheepish gaze. Severus cast an admonishing gaze at the blond and he hitched his eyebrow in a near perfect imitation of the ebony haired man.

“Harry, I placed a tracking spell on you when you were still at Hogwarts.” Harry could sense the unease and embarrassment pulsing from the potion master. Heart beating quickly and feeling elated that even back then the man had wanted to protect him.

“Oh,” an image appeared in his mind, Severus standing in the doorway of the prefect’s bathroom watching Harry with hungry eyes, he offered Severus a smirk. Dark bemused eyes looked at him, the man unsure of what was going on in Harry’s mind. “You knew I was in the bathroom…you didn’t just stumble upon me, did you?”

It appeared that Severus would not respond, Lucius let out a small amused huff and Harry felt emboldened by the flush gracing the obsidian eyed man. Fingertips dancing across the front of Severus’ trousers and Harry was not at all surprised to discover that Severus’ formidable cock was already half hard.

“Tell me.” Harry whispered, leaning to lick the shell of Severus’ ear as he spoke. He smiled as Severus shuddered at the sensation and his dark eyes flared with arousal.

“Yes, tell us.” Lucius’ voice brimming with lust as he mirrored Harry eagerness, Severus quirked an eyebrow and took a breath.

“I have no idea what you are implying?” his tone deep and rich with a hint of mirth.

Harry almost let out an annoyed huff but he pushed it aside, determined to get his own way and make the man admit how much he had always wanted him. Lucius’ pupils were dilated with desire as he watched the two men stare at each other, the heat in the room slowly building.

“Tell me you watched me, that I made you hard…” Harry murmured latching his mouth onto the side of Severus’ neck and the potion master growled.

“I…yes…I watched you, saw you kissing Miss Weasley,” his eyes were filled with fire and Harry’s heart fluttered at the jealousy he saw glowing in the dark orbs, “Hated it.” The last two words were spoken so quietly that Harry nearly missed them.

“Why?” Lucius was the one to voice the question, Harry looked into Severus’ eyes.

“Because…because…I wanted it to be me!” Severus yelled, pushing Harry back onto the bed and a small sob of lust spilled from Harry’s stunned mouth, “I wanted to touch you…kiss you…fuck you!” he pinned Harry’s hands above his head and devoured his mouth with gusto, the kiss brutal. “You’re mine…mine.” Severus chanted, pushing his crotch against Harry’s, the potion master’s cock rock solid. Harry could almost feel the heat from the shaft burning his skin, his own cock aching to be freed.

“Yes, yes…yours.” Harry whimpered, stunned when Lucius muttered a spell and bound his hands to the headboard. Twisting his body to free himself only to be manhandled back into place by both men, a flare of lust in the grey eyes making him gasp.

“I’m afraid you must be punished Mr Potter.” Lucius’ arrogant clipped tone lit a fire of arousal in Harry’s body, blood hardening his cock to the point of pain. “Did you think I would let you fuck someone else…naughty boy.”

“Please…I’m sorry…I was angry,” Harry pleaded, Lucius favoured him with a cruel uninterested smile, “I promise I’ll never do it again!”

“Promise me?” Lucius whispered, his grey eyes suddenly filled with sorrow and Harry struggled with the bonds, the need to touch and reassure the blond outweighing everything.

“Oh God…I promise Lucius…please don’t cry…I’m so sorry.” Harry could feel his own eyes well with tears and Lucius leaned forward to lightly brush his mouth against Harry’s. Straining to sit up and deepen the kiss, Harry put all of his emotion into the tender meeting of their lips. Murmuring his heartfelt apologies into Lucius’ mouth, a soft tongue lapping at his as the blond surrendered to the kiss.

“Harry has promised he will never be that stupid again, haven’t you, Harry?” Severus asked, his velvet deep tone doing wondrous things to Harry’s overheated body. Nodding his ascent eagerly and Lucius nipped at his bottom lip. Pulling at his bonds, Harry thrust up and moaned at the sensation of his cloth covered cock rubbing against Lucius’ silk covered length.

“I am sorry…you can let me go now.” Harry pulled at the restraints again to show that the game was over. Severus offered Lucius a sly grin and the blond returned it with a salacious one of his own.

“Oh I don’t think so…there is still the matter of your punishment.” Severus’ voice was rich with heady arousal and Harry moaned as the voice seemed to caress his skin. The scent of Lucius’ cologne drifting over him also adding to the fire igniting in his veins, thrusting up again to get any contact on his hard shaft.

“Now, now…stay still and be a good boy.” Lucius uttered, his hands holding down Harry’s hips and halting his movements. Soft whimpers filled the room and Harry flushed when he realised they were spilling from his mouth.

“Remember Harry, tap three times.” Severus reminded him about his non verbal indicator which made Harry’s cock twitch at the implication of not being able to speak. Pulse raging and cock leaking, Harry nodded. His answer seemed to please the potion master who swooped down to dominate his mouth in a fiery kiss.

“Sensory deprivation can be a powerful punishment or reward,” Severus’ voce was husky as he spoke, the words filling Harry’s mind, “The fear of the unknown heightening the pleasure at the increased senses,” he licked at Harry’s bottom lip earning a moan from the teen, “Skin becomes hypersensitive to touch and stimulus…pain and pleasure elevated to new levels.” The seductive edge to his tone sank into Harry’s very being and sparked his nerve endings.

“YES!” Harry screamed with need, his body alive with desire and his flesh flushed with blood.

“Mmmm, always so eager to please, aren’t you?” Severus bestowed a toe curling kiss to the gasping Harry, Lucius muttered a spell and Harry let out a soft sob at the feel of the cooler room on his heated skin. The blonds’ fingers tracing every inch of newly exposed skin on his body. “I’m going to blindfold you, gag and remove your hearing.” Harry’s eyes widened at the words, heart thundering in his chest at the removal of so many senses at once.

“Harry?” Lucius’ soft voice penetrated his approaching panic, “Do you trust us?” biting his bottom lip with fear, Harry looked at the two men. Severus’ face brimming with desire and Lucius’ grey eyes watching with barely contained need, he took a breath and followed his heart, nodding his answer.

“Good boy,” Severus praised him, a flick of his wrist and Harry’s mouth was filled with a gag, the leather strap fixed around his head. Flicking his tongue against the smooth leather, Harry moaned ad his wild eyes locked with Severus’ dark ones, “I’m about to remove your hearing,” he placed at tender kiss to the corner of Harry’s gagged mouth, “Remember tap three times on the headboard for us to stop at anytime.” Harry reached up to see how close his fingers were to the top of the bed, reassured when he instantly connected with the elaborate headboard.

“Ready…naughty boy?” Lucius whispered in his ears, his hot breath moving over his skin like a caress, Harry nodded and then blackness. Taking a slow breath to control his thundering heart and the only sound was of the men near him.

“Relax.” Severus’ voice washed over him then silence. Holding in the whimper of fear, Harry tried to take a slow calming lungful of air. The only sound was the thudding of his racing heart, every muscle tense as he waited to see what would happen.

Oh Merlin…what are they going to do?

Soft fingers delicately touched his chest and Harry jumped at the sensation, the fingertips stopped for a brief moment before returning on their journey, mapping his flesh. The strokes almost feather light and teasing, circling his hardening nipples.

Lucius

Relaxing into the feel of the man touching and stroking his skin, he moaned loudly in his own head as a hot mouth engulfed one of his nipples. The tongue flicking lazily back and forth, pulling back and Harry’s back arched as a cool breeze drifted across the wet nub.

“MMMM!” the gag prevented him from screaming out his desire, the moaning loud in his deafened ears.

The steady keening noise filled his head as strong fingers wrapped around his cock. The earlier trepidation having caused it to flag slightly, the fingers worked him expertly and he immediately stiffened. Disappointed when the fingers moved away, Harry thrust his hips up trying to lure them back to touch him. Gasping with pain when a sharp flick brushed the tip of his erection, his hip settled back onto the bed. The punishment clear and he let out a shaky breath, his tongue rubbing against the moistened bit between his lips. His immediate response rewarded with a soft press of lips to his neck, humming his appreciation at the gentle contact. Suddenly, the fingers and lips were removed, just the cool air touching his skin and Harry held his breath.

Where are they?

The thought churned over and over in his mind as he waited for what felt like an eternity. Every nerve alive with anticipation, the feel of the sheet below him and the scent of the two men filled Harry’s senses. Eyes squeezed shut behind the mask and pleas on his muzzled lips. He tried to slow his racing heart, a moan in his throat as he could feel the tip of his cock leaking, a rivulet of pre-come sliding down his shaft. The heady scent of his own arousal in his nostrils, he longed to move and plead with them.

Touch me touch me touch me

His fingers skimmed the headboard and for a brief second he was reminded that he could end this at anytime. Clasping his hands together to stop himself and he swallowed the lump in his throat. Hot breath ghosted over the dripping head of his cock and before he had the chance to respond, he was swallowed into a hot, wet mouth. Strong sucks and kittenish licks as his shaft was engulfed deep between a pair of willing lips. The downward movement not stopping until Harry was buried in their throat, the feeling of someone convulsively swallowing around the head of his shaft made Harry bite the inside of his cheek to hold in the cry of bliss. The tongue was always active, swirling and gathering the fluid that dripped from his engorged length. Shaking with the effort of not thrusting up and fucking into the hot mouth, Harry whimpered.

“MMM…guh.” The power of speech lost even without the gag in his mouth. Fingers rubbed his aching balls, fondling the heavy sacs before reaching behind to press lightly against his clenching entrance. His body was on fire with the stimulation, the hot mouth and moving tongue accompanied by tips of fingers breaching him. Grunting at the sudden feeling of warm slickness coating his insides, his thighs spread further apart to allow whoever it was to plunge inside his willing body. Frustrated, when the fingers retreated and the mouth halted its action, hot breath blowing against his toned stomach. His muscles frozen with hesitation, waiting to see what would happen next. He screamed behind the gag when his cock was sucked viciously along with fingers thrusting deep inside him. Shuddering and his whole body was trembling, with the combined sensations. Hyperaware of his flesh being touched, a hard thrust against his prostate had him moaning. Harry was glad that he couldn’t hear himself, knowing in the back of his mind that he probably sounded like a knockturn alley whore.

Fuck fuck fuck….I’m going to come.

As if they were reading his mind, his cock was immediately restrained by what felt like a tight band. Almost sobbing with the need to come and aware that his cock was now gracing some sort of cock ring, Harry shivered. The air was cool of his moist cock as the hot mouth pulled back, murmuring his desire from behind the gag, Harry whimpered. Taking a breath as the gag disappeared, flexing his jaw and about to open his mouth when a spongy head touched his lips. His lips automatically taking the hard cock into his mouth, revelling in the taste of the man, the familiar salty essence decorating his tongue as he lapped eagerly.

Severus

A small smile on his lips as he pulled more of Severus’ cock into his mouth, deep throating the man and wallowing in the shallow thrusts that informed him that the potion master was struggling not to fuck his mouth. Pulling back with a unheard slurp and shouting out in the room, his pleas echoing loudly in his own head.

“Do it…fuck my mouth!” realising that his words had been heard as Severus drove himself deep and fast past Harry’s parted lips, the head of his impressive cock battering the back of Harry’s throat. His mouth flooded with saliva as he gagged but swallowed around the engorged head, the thrusts stuttered for a moment before the slick cock was removed. Harry tried to move with Severus and straining to keep the length in his mouth. His mouth opened wider, allowing a blush to colour his cheeks at the vulgar, wanton display he was probably providing the two men. His reward was to be instantly refilled with a different cock, the taste sweeter and Harry knew that Lucius was now sliding past his excited lips. Breathing through his nose and pushing forward until he felt the crisp blond hairs pressing against his face, the tip of Lucius sliding deep and robbing him off his breath. Gasping and licking as Lucius retreated before plunging straight back in, Harry taken aback by sensation overload at not being able to see Lucius’ face.

“Please, please…” he begged, not even sure what he was begging for. The dripping head of Lucius’ shaft rubbed back and forth across his lips. Harry licked at the pre-come and moaned at the burst of flavour on his tongue, his moan tapering to a grunt as fingers pried him open, exposing his hole. “Yes…please, please fuck me!” he almost screamed with lust, finger pushed deep into him and stretched him wide, Harry could feel his hole gape around the rough fingers. Keening at the feel of the fingers being removed and arching off the bed when a rock hard cock slid inside him. The burning pain of being breached coursing through his entire being and making him cry out for more.

“YES!” his cry becoming a whimper as the cock pulled back and thrust back hard, the pace brutal. Each thrust moved him up the bed, the top of the bed slamming against his head. Hands moved all over him adding to the sensory overload already making his head spin. Fingernails scored his flesh, the sting making him gasp and moan, soft laps from a hot tongue soothed the hurt.

“Oh, oh, oh…please…please…I’m yours!” the soft tongue licked the head off his aching shaft, the tongue dipping roughly into the drooling slit. Hard hands grabbed his hips, the pain of the grip inflaming Harry’s ardour and he was sure there would be fingertip bruises marring his skin after tonight. Wallowing in the elation at being marked by the two men, their brand on his skin showing everyone that he belonged to them.

And they belong to me.

His chest felt tight with happiness that the thought had brought, mind fuzzy with sex but clear enough to know that he wanted to be with them. His thoughts forced from his mind at the frantic thrusts now battering against his prostate, the sensation almost painful. His cock being laved and licked, soft teeth nipping at the engorged vein running underneath, the ring having trapped the blood.

“Severus…Lucius…oh.oh.oh I LOVE YOU!” Harry screeched and the movements stopped, he pushed down and started fucking himself on Severus’ huge shaft. Desperate to feel the stretch of the length as it opened him. Rough breathing suddenly flooded his hearing, the light of the room making him squint against its harshness. Frightened to open his eyes, Harry wiggled his hips trying to coax Severus back to fucking him.

“Harry?” the rich voice was soft and full of surprise. Scrunching his eyes tighter, Harry shook his head trying to ignore the man.

“Open your eyes,” Lucius whispered, “please.”

Slowly, Harry opened his wild green eyes and took in the matching incredulous stares from the two men. Severus till lodged inside him, sweat glistening on his chest and Lucius lay next to him, flushed with arousal.

“You love me…us?” Severus’ voice was full of trepidation, Lucius’ face seemingly mirroring the potion masters thoughts.

Harry’s mouth was suddenly dry and a lump had formed in his throat, his voice cracked with emotion as he answered, Closing his eyes and avoiding the gazes he knew would be directed at him.

“Yes.” silence greeted his words and the tear began to brim in his eyes. The lids fluttering open as Severus thrust hard into him, Lucius immediately latched back on to his cock, sucking the head into his luscious mouth. Flicking open the cock ring from the base of his cock, Severus aimed a hard thrust against his already sensitive prostate and Harry saw stars, the pain sparking his release. The world stopped spinning, the sun exploded and his body shook with force of his climax. Erupting copious amounts of hot come into Lucius’ waiting mouth, the blond drinking down everything Harry had to offer.

“I love you.” Lucius murmured against his softening cock.

Severus fucked Harry through the aftershocks of his orgasm, his eyes fixed on his unfocused gaze. Shuddering as his thrusts became jerky and erratic, he threw back his head and gasped.

“Harry…I love you.” he uttered as he slumped onto Harry’s chest.

“Fuck, fuck…touch me!” Lucius yelled, fisting his own cock frantically.

Harry pulled at the bonds that held him in place, looking down at Severus’ closed eyes, the man gasping to catch his breath. Harry leaned up and opened his mouth. Fevered grey eyes looked at him and Lucius leaned forward, feeding Harry his twitching length. Sucking the hot shaft deep into his mouth, Harry licked and sucked with all his worth. Drinking in the delighted groans spilling from the normally together blond, Lucius was flushed and grunting his pleasure. Soft coos spilling from his lips in between the heartfelt gasps of lust,

“Love you…so good…oh Harry….missed you so much.” Lucius thrust hard and Harry allowed the blond to slip further. The move pushed Lucius over the precipice and he erupted down Harry’s convulsively swallowing throat. His legs wobbling with the force of orgasm as he collapsed down onto the bed, lying sated beside the smiling Harry. Severus’ face was soft and serene, his breathing had slowed indicating that he had fallen asleep.

“He didn’t sleep much over the past few weeks,” Lucius explained, pressing a kiss to Harry’s mouth. “He’s been working on a potion to help you.” Harry rubbed his face against the top of Severus’ head, the bonds still holding him in place. Reluctant to mention them, he relaxed enjoying the feel of the man on top and still inside him. The tranquil mood rudely interrupted by the appearance of the house elf. Head lowered and hands wringing, Harry sighed knowing that this was a bad sign.

“I am very sorry to be interrupting you…young Master Malfoy sent me,” its large eyes looked up and Harry thought he saw a blush appear at the display in front of its eyes, “He said that there isn’t enough galleons in the world that he would risk seeing Potter’s arse again.”

“Get on with it!” Severus mumbled tersely, his mouth licking at the nearest of Harry’s nipples.

“Young Master Malfoy is saying you need to see the paper,” the elf produced a Daily Prophet and handed it to Lucius, “He also said not to blame him.” and with that the elf disappeared with a pop.

“Oh.” Lucius muttered while he took in the front page.

“Okay, what does it say?” Harry asked taking the annoyed face of the blond. His heart stopped and plummeted to the floor as he looked at the front cover. A picture, blurry and lurid of course, it was the Daily Prophet after all. Harry and Severus in a heated embrace, the welts on his back from the man at the club shining in the torchlight. The headline above the picture made Harry’s blood boil.

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