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Shiloe	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 47101 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Shiloe moaned as Cedric began licking and sucking at his neck, leaving a dark red love bite behind.
The other two couples froze to stare at Neville and Blaise as Blaise let out a low whine and shuddered, slumping against Neville, who whispered, “Oh sweet Merlin!” Before he moaned, coming in his pants as well.
Draco threw his head back and thrust twice more into Sirius’ hand, moaning as he came from the sight of Neville’s face in orgasm.
Sirius whined as Draco got up and cast a cleaning charm on himself.
“What about me?” He asked petulantly, cock throbbing in denial.
Draco raised an eyebrow at him. “Shiloe hasn’t had you yet, and I prefer my cock ATTATCHED to my body, thanks.”
Shiloe smirked at Sirius. “I hereby declare this meeting adjourned. Sirius, Cedric, my chambers, please.” He said with a smirk.
Cedric raised his eyebrows and smiled gleefully at Sirius, grabbing his hand and pulling him into Salazar’s room as Shiloe gave the other three heated kisses. “That was bloody hot. We need to do that again.”
“Often, I hope.” Draco said with a smirk.
“Definitely.” Shiloe agreed.
The three teens left as Shiloe headed to his room to find Sirius and Cedric already naked and waiting for him.
Well, sort of.
Sirius was stroking Cedric and kissing him heatedly, and Cedric was moaning into the kiss happily.
“Hey!” Shiloe shouted, and the other two broke apart guiltily. “You were supposed to wait for me.” He teased, banishing his clothes and setting Ducen on the table. “You’d both better be careful not to touch my wand. It’s… Temperamental.” He warned them, batting Sirius’ hand away from Cedric and straddling the other teen.
Cedric smiled up at him, toying with his nipples.
Shiloe moaned and Sirius pushed him forward onto his hands and knees over Cedric, then got behind him.
“What are you- Oh, FUCK!” He shouted as Sirius’ tongue lapped at his entrance, then pushed inside just a tiny bit.
Sirius chuckled, pushing his tongue in further, then drawing back to circle the tiny hole, before it dove in again. Shiloe tasted of pure sin, and he imagined that tonguing Harry like this would feel just as decadent and depraved, if not more so.
Shiloe moaned loudly, leaning down to kiss Cedric hungrily.
Cedric reached down and began stroking Shiloe’s cock.
“Mm. Merlin.” Shiloe breathed against Cedric’s lips as they parted just enough to breathe.
Cedric smirked. “He’s rimming you, isn’t he?” He asked.
Shiloe nodded, whimpering. “Fuck, it’s so good!” He shouted in pleasure as a new sensation took the place of the tongue. “Fingers!” He shouted, answering Cedric’s questioning look.
Cedric chuckled. “Oh, I see.”
Sirius lapped at the tiny hole as it stretched to admit two well-lubed fingers. Shiloe seemed to be taking the intrusion well, and he wondered briefly if he had already had someone top him. It certainly seemed as though he had, since two fingers at the same time hadn’t hurt him.
Shiloe moaned as Sirius’ fingers crooked, pressing against that special spot that made his eyes roll into the back of his head as pleasure swamped him. “Ohhh, again.” He whispered.
Sirius chuckled and crooked his fingers again, rubbing against the same spot insistently. “Like that, do you?” Sirius teased, slapping Shiloe’s arse.
Shiloe pushed back, moaning at the sharp pain. “Oohhh, YES!” He hissed. “Want you both inside me. Now.” He panted.
Cedric’s eyes widened. “Both? At the same time?”
Sirius just grinned. “It can be done. I know that as a fact.”
Cedric licked his lips. “You’re in charge.” He told the man.
“Lube?” Sirius asked.
Cedric cursed. “I have some in my robe pocket. Shi, could you grab my robe?”
Shiloe scooted away from Sirius and reached down for the robe, handing it to Cedric.
“Here it is.” The Hufflepuff produced a small tube, smiling.
Sirius rolled his eyes. “Not even liquid, he brings gel. Lovely.”
Shiloe snorted as Sirius accepted the tube and slicked his fingers. “It works, so shut up.” He suggested.
Sirius slipped three fingers into Shiloe, lubing Cedric’s cock with his free hand.
Shiloe moaned when Sirius’ wrist brushed against his cock.
“Calm down, we’re getting to you.” Sirius said soothingly.
“Yeah, you really are.” Shiloe agreed, laughing at the double meaning.
Cedric chuckled as well.
Sirius rolled his eyes and removed his fingers. “Alright, he’s ready for you. Shi, sit back on Cedric. But go slowly.”
Shiloe raised himself up just enough to slide back onto Cedric’s length.
Sirius and Cedric both moaned, but for different reasons.
Cedric was feeling Shiloe’s slick inner walls sliding over his length, the tightness enveloping him. “Merlin, you’ve no idea how you FEEL.” He breathed, his hands gripping Shiloe’s hips tightly.
Shiloe moaned in response.
Sirius stared as that tiny opening stretched to admit Cedric’s cock, and wondered if this really would work out.
Shiloe was tiny, there was no other word for it, really. Maybe there was a chance they WOULDN’T both fit.
Sirius slipped a finger in beside Cedric’s cock, carefully.
Too tight.
“Will this hurt Harry?” He asked.
Shiloe shook his head. “I have to heal the body before he takes control again. He won’t have any lasting effects from anything I do, minus the bonds and barring any pregnancies.” He said.
Sirius froze. “Are you…?”
Shiloe snarled in impatience. “No! And I don’t plan to be, at least not THIS year! I’d have to check with Harry first, anyway. Now, are we fucking, or are you just going to watch?” He snapped, lifting his hips and lowering them again.
Cedric groaned.
Shiloe chuckled softly as Sirius moved his finger, easing him open enough to accept another.
Cedric pulled Shiloe’s face down to his, kissing Shiloe to distract him.
“Thank you.” Sirius muttered as Shiloe relaxed into the kisses.
He was able to add a third finger and then a fourth without much difficulty.
He gulped. No more reason to stall. He removed his fingers and pressed against Shiloe’s opening. “Relax, and push back.”
Shiloe heard Sirius tell him to relax, and then all thought faded as his cock slid in, stretching him and sliding against Cedric’s, the sensation so intense that Shiloe wasn’t sure if he was in pleasure or pain, or perhaps a potent mixture of both.
Sirius stilled, resting against Shiloe. He took a few deep breaths, groaning softly when Shiloe shifted.
“Merlin, the two of you being inside me… You have no IDEA how AMAZING this feels.” Shiloe breathed.
Cedric chuckled breathily. “I’m feeling pretty good over here, as well.” He agreed, smiling at Shiloe as he drew the teen’s face toward his for a deep kiss.
Sirius groaned at the sight and started moving, his breath catching as he only just heard the soft whimper that slipped, unbidden, from between Shiloe’s parted lips.
Shiloe raised his head, tilting it back to rest on Sirius’ shoulder. “Faster?” He asked in a whisper.
Sirius chuckled harshly. “If I go any faster, this will be over pretty quick.” He answered.
Shiloe gasped, then moaned before he spoke again. “I’m going to come soon anyway. I’d like for us to come together.” He said.
Cedric moaned helplessly as Sirius sped up, sending all three of them rushing toward release. He cried out when Shiloe’s mouth closed over his collarbone, sucking hard and leaving a mark.
Shiloe accidentally bit down over the mark as he came, and Cedric clung to him, riding out the orgasm with him, as Sirius’ cock pulsed against his, both of them filling their slight lover.
Shiloe sighed happily, as Sirius curled his body against his back. Shiloe wrapped both arms around Cedric’s arm and wrapped both his legs against one of the Hufflepuff’s strong thighs, snuggling up to Cedric so that he was wrapped up in his anchors’ emotions and scents.
‘I have to make sure Harry finds this for himself.’ Shiloe decided, as he drifted off to sleep.
*****
Shiloe opened his eyes and frowned. This was… NOT his room.
“Okay… Where am I?” He asked himself, turning in a circle in the unfurnished, bare room.
“What the bloody- Shiloe?”
Shiloe turned again and saw… Himself.
“Harry?” He asked in shock. Damn. He had been hoping not to face Harry personally for this revelation, but it looked like the decision was not his to make. “Hey.” He amended with a smirk.
Harry blinked. “I’m dreaming.” He said flatly.
“Well, yes, but so am I. I’m still going to be in control for a while, but don’t worry, things are going… Mostly well.” Shiloe finished softly.
Harry paled. “Mostly? What’s going wrong, then?”
Shiloe sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, I’ve found several anchors so far, and… They’ve all been male.” He admitted with a sheepish grin.
Harry groaned. “But I thought you weren’t gay!” He protested.
Shiloe chuckled. “Yes, well, in my defense, so did I. But I forgot to add that I wouldn’t REALLY know what gender my anchors were until I met them.”
“Fine.” Harry ran a hand through his hair and started pacing. “Just promise me you won’t bottom?”
Shiloe flushed. “Um, too late?” He ventured.
Harry glared at him. “You let someone fuck MY arse?!” He shouted.
“You’d prefer death?” Shiloe asked in surprise.
“No, I’d PREFER if you were to top!”
Shiloe grinned. “Yes, well, try telling that to Sirius YOURSELF.”
Harry paled further. “Sirius is an anchor?” He whispered in shock.
Shiloe smiled widely. “Don’t tell me you’re surprised. He loves you. Of course he’s an anchor! It would be insane if he WEREN’T. Besides, I got him all cleaned up, bought him some new clothes, and now he’s staying in Godric’s room. You won’t have to worry about him not being safe anymore.”
Harry opened and shut his mouth a few times, then finally decided on a response. “Oh. Well. Thanks, I guess.”
Shiloe sighed. “I don’t hate you, you know. I might come off as an ass, and if I do, I’m sorry. I’m just not used to dealing with others. That’s always been your job. I like to think I’m getting better, though, considering how precious little experience I have to work with. And, since I can see you now,” He grabbed Harry’s arm and pulled him close. “Come here, you.” He mumbled, hugging his Host. “You never should have held back your magic from protecting you. That’s what creates us, you know. But it’s all right. I’m here, now. I’ll keep you safe.”
Harry chuckled. “I think I’ve proven that I can take care of myself by now.”
Shiloe snorted. “Oh, what a load of rubbish! You shouldn’t HAVE to! And now you WON’T have to. I’m not leaving you alone, so you’ve got back up whenever you need it.” He smirked. “Voldemort isn’t going to know what hit him.”
“Do you think he’s going to come back?”
Shiloe sighed. “Well, while you were off playing show-and-tell with your guests before term, I was checking out the link from your scar to him. He IS getting stronger, I believe that much. But I can guard the link while I’m not active, and redirect all the dreams you’d normally get to me, instead. That way, I can tell you the important bits and you don’t have to deal with the emotional baggage. I can handle that better, anyway, so it’s a burden I should bear.” He said calmly.
Harry frowned. “You’d do that?”
Shiloe rolled his eyes with a loud sigh. “For anyone else… Well, I’d probably tell them to go hang. But, Harry, for YOU, and only YOU, I’m happy to ease the pressures I can help with. Nothing makes me feel more useful, after all.” He said, flushing as he looked anywhere but at Harry’s stunned face.
“Thank you!” Harry’s arms wrapped around him again, and Shiloe returned the hug. This was what being Shiloe was about, after all. Keeping his Host as mentally whole and happy as one with the kind of past he had suffered COULD be. Mostly, at least. The other parts were all about fighting anything that threatened Harry’s happiness or health, and getting shagged. But those were minor issues compared to Harry’s mental well-being.
Shiloe got a sudden idea, and concentrated on the anchor-bond between himself and Neville, tugging on it gently.
Neville appeared in the room, looking disoriented. “What… Shi? Harry?! What’s going on?”
Shiloe walked over and took his hand. “Calm down, Nev. Harry, Neville is an anchor. I wanted you to know about him because he’d have the hardest time pretending to be just friends with you. Neville, sorry about that. I only pulled you into the dream because I’m not sure if I’ll have another chance before my time to be active is up. Sometimes it’s hard for Shiloe and Host to share dreams, and I’m not sure how we managed it this time, really.” He admitted.
“Oh.” Neville looked at Harry and blushed. “Hi, Harry.” He said shyly.
Harry smiled. “Hey, Nev.” He looked at Shiloe. “Wait… Have you slept together yet? Who topped?”
Shiloe chuckled darkly, looking at Neville. “You can answer if you want. If not, Harry can just wonder.”
Neville shook his head mutely.
Shiloe stroked Neville’s cheek gently. “Sorry, Harry.” He met Harry’s eyes. “He doesn’t want to tell you, and it’s his privacy too. I’m not willing to betray that, so you’ll have to guess and wonder, unless you can get an answer from him once you’re back in control of things.” Shiloe could feel himself waking. “Alright, you two, this little conference dream is about to end. Harry, I’ll chat with you later, Nev, see you in a few hours.” He said, just in time as the dream faded and he woke.
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