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Dragons Heritage	By : Doragonkage Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 50301 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or the Dracken concept, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling

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Harry scooted back on the bed until he could move no more, piercing green eyes looking between the two dominants that crawled towards him. While Harry had no inclination to flee from the scene, something at the back of his head told him to fake it just to see what the two would do. Green eyes darted from Charlie to Bator, the light reflecting off of them and adding a mystifying depth to them, letting the two crawl in closer all the way until they could grab at his ankles.

It was Charlie whose hand reached out first to place the first touch upon Harry's bare ankle, but instead of soft flesh Charlie's hand met with the softness of the sheet instead. A perplexed rumble eminating from the red-head as he looked at Harry. Said submissive had dashed to the right, well out of Charlie's reach, as well as from Bator's.

The older man raised a brow and lifted himself up to kneel on the bed as those deep blue eyes of his nailed on the fleeing submissive, who had taken to lounging on his back in full display. While the sight sent a spark of arousal through Bator's body, the fact that Harry was playing them both for a fool wasn't sitting well with the Hungarian at all.

As if sensing the older male's thoughts, or perhaps thinking the same, Charlie dove right after Harry, catching the scrambling lad into a firm embrace while using his momentum to flip them around so that Charlie was flat on his back with Harry mushed right up to his front.

Harry was all flailing limbs and delighted shrieks. While he hadn't expected neither one to just LUNGE in like that, especially since they were dealing with a virgin, it wasn't like Harry didn't take a certain amount of delight out of being mushed to a solid front while held by a pair of strong arms, there was just something especially relaxing about it all.

Harry looked down into Charlie's eyes. Watching as the different emotions of mirth and lust with a pinch of concern were free to be seen upon the red-heads face. How could Harry resist a look like that from someone so important to him?

Harry shifted slight, further thrilling to the small gasp of breath Charlie drew as their bare fronts slid along one another, with the exception of their still covered loins which were left to eagerly throb against one another for now. Tilting his head slightly, Harry brought his lips down onto Charlie's lips in a chaste kiss nothing more than a casual touch between lovers, yet it was enough to draw a vibrant growl from the red-head and for his arms to tighten around the smaller male.

Charlie's hands fanned out and slid over to Harry's waist, feeling the muscles beneath the silken cloth draped over the boy. The red-head would of let his hands map their way beneath the silken cloth had there not been a slight shift on the bed.

Once Charlie had Harry securely in place Bator had moved over, deciding to take part in their little submissive's attention. Kneeling next to the two Bator reached his left hand down and placed it on top of Harry's head, combing his fingers through the silken strands of hair and thus drew a croon from the boy.

Harry pulled away from the osculate he was sharing with Charlie and began to lift himself up, much to the aforementioned ones dismay. With eyes slightly hazed from desire Harry glanced over to the oldest of his mates, taking in the form of the scantily clad man.

The many swells of muscle were a feast all on their own, one that Harry enjoyed watching as he felt one nearly identical to it shift beneath him. Harry reached his right hand out to Bator, letting his fingertips ghost over the swell of the mans pectoral watching as they moved with each of the man's heavy breaths. Meanwhile Harry's left hand mimicked the motion of his right in tracing along Charlie's chest, slowly dragging his fingertips along the flesh until the tips of his index fingers brushed across the areola and the small bud in the center of it, finding the reactions he gained from such a simple touch quite addictive.

Bator growled quietly deep in his throat as he arched his back slightly to offer more of his chest for Harry to explore, yet when those ghosting fingers brushed over his nipple Bator's hands moved up and secured around the wrist and forearm of the hand. Deep blue eyes looked right into Harry's eyes while Bator brought the teens hand up to his lips to place a gentle kiss onto the back of the hand, then to the wrist, the Hungarian's hands moving accordingly to slide the sleeve out of the way while those kisses travelled.

Harry would have observed the romantic gesture all the way through, had he not suddenly felt a large, warm hand slide align his side, the thumb of said hand brushing along the boys stomach while the hand moved up to the shoulder and promptly slid the article of clothing so it exposed the shoulder.

So the trio went on for a while, with both Bator and Charlie working as a unit to slowly strip Harry of his robe until it lay discarded on the bed. Out of the three only Bator had moved, and he now straddled Charlie's thighs, his front fitted against Harry's back while said teen had his lower half mushed fully against Charlie, his front kept up by his forearms.

Charlie's lips and tongue worked on the left side of Harry's neck and shoulder, while Bator took care of the right side, both lavishing the skin with gentle nibbles, tasting licks and chaste kisses. Meanwhile Harry crooned, whined and squirmed between the two solid figures and each time the teen moved he was granted the effect of his mere presence and willingness had on the two.

Bator's groin rubbed against the swell of Harry's ass with every shift of the boys hips, likewise Charlie's bulge would be rubbed along Harry's own straining front in a way that had Harry biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself from making too many embarrassing noises at once.

Without ever seeing what lay hidden beneath the pair of boxers, Harry could tell from the brief rubs alone that the two he had chosen for himself were quite....Intimidatingly endowed, to say the least. When Charlie arched his back to lift his hips slightly, Harry could feel the full length of the red-heads erection pressing against his own, but before he could worry about that he felt Bator shift his own hips down with a slight roll forward that brought about a slow, shallow stroke.

As Bator slid his hips slowly to let harry feel just what awaited him, there was a moment where Harry froze entirely, something both dominants picked-up on. Bator lowered himself so that his larger form completely blanketed Harry, and his left arm slid around the teens chest while his right was planted down next to Harry's arm while the Hungarian held himself propped.

”You are in control Harry, your pleasure means more than either mine of Charlie's.” Bator murmured quietly into Harry's ear, placing a small kiss on the back of it.

”Whatever you want to happen here tonight, is more than plenty for us.” Charlie assured while he brought his right hand over to cup the side of Harry's face.

Lifting himself up slightly Charlie dared a small, brief brush of his lips over Harry's. Imagine Charlie's surprise when he felt Harry's jaws move and his lips parting slightly in silent demand for something of which Harry himself wasn't entirely sure of.

While Charlie and Harry were occupied with their osculate Bator set out to do his own thing. With a bit of effort the Hungarian was able to slide his hand along the length of Harry's torso all the way down to where it cupped the teen's loins, the older man rumbling deep in his chest as he felt the definite sign of arousal pressing against his palm, throbbing strong in accordance to the boys heartbeat.

Harry moaned softly into the kiss as he felt Bator's broad hand sliding along his skin, making it tingle with warmth. Yet when said hand came to press against his arousal Harry stilled again and pulled away from the kiss, looking into Charlie's eyes once more.

Charlie licked his lips to get the last traces of the taste of Harry, before the red-head tilted his head and slightly and moved his lips over to Harry's neck instead. Planting small kisses along Harry's jugular and feeling the rapid beat of Harry's heart well through the flesh, but above all that Charlie could feel the slight vibrations of the withheld whines, mewls and moans that the teen was keeping to himself and as far as Charlie was concerned that was unacceptable in this situation.

Between the kisses on the neck and careful stroking on his front had Harry lost in his own world of new-found pleasure, so deeply that the teen couldn't stop the surprised moan as he suddenly felt his underwear come undone in shreds, quite literally so.

Bator discarded the pieces of fabric that clung to his claws while sitting back on his haunches to watch his handiwork. Presented to him, without a shred to obscure the view, was the most perfect rump the Hungarian had ever laid his eyes on. The cheeks were round with enough softness to give it that healthy look. Yet when Bator reached his hands out and stroked along the smooth flesh, and as Harry tensed as a result of it, the musculature hiding beneath the deception were made pronounced, a sight that truly tested Bator's restraint.

Growling low in his throat again Bator slid back into his earlier place of blanketing over the two men, but this time he put a bit more of his mass on it to truly pin Harry against Charlie, an act that seemed to be greatly appreciated by Charlie, if his shuddering groan was anything to go by. Moving himself to the left side of Harry's neck Bator planted a few kisses there before catching the tip of Harry's ear with his teeth, giving the slightest of pulls, earning himself a quiet mewl from the trapped teen.

”I think Harry should be allowed to unwrap his gifts, hmm?” Bator murmured softly as he diverted his attention from the squirming submissive and set it onto Charlie, giving a slight thrust down to put emphasis on what he meant. Finding it amusing how the red-head tried so hard not to follow his instincts and just claim the boy, whom he kept pinned down.

Charlie knit his brows together as the words spoken to him made no sense, not until that devious old man thrust down and further pressed his and Harry's erections together eliciting the sweetest of moans from their little submissive. If that wasn't enough the surprised buck of hips from Harry, that really ground the teens bare organ against Charlie's clothed one, certainly made Bator's intentions clear.

At Charlie's nod of consent Bator slid off of Harry's back and settled on his back next to the teen, who looked between the two seemingly at a loss. At Charlie's coaxing Harry sat upright, setting his bare rear against Charlie's thighs, even giving a slight wiggle of his hips as the fine hairs on Charlie's thighs tickled his rear.

.”Undress us Harry....” Charlie said, surprised to find his own voice so much deeper, huskier than it had been before, yet his surprise was swept away by the sheer pleasure of watching, and feeling, Harry shudder on-top of him.

Shakily Harry lift himself up slightly while his hands went up, purposefully brushing over the red-heads loins before his fingers hooked under the waistband of Charlie's underwear. Looking straight into Charlie's eyes as he slowly began sliding the article of clothing away, smiling a little as he heard the blunt tap of something heavy smacking against Charlie's taut stomach, and the sharp gasp of pleasure that emanated from the man.

Discarding the piece of cloth once he had slid it fully off Harry turned to look at his other Dominant, repeating the same motion as he had with Charlie, making sure to keep his eyes from wandering to what was revealed just yet. Only when Charlie and Bator were entirely naked, both men who were clinging to the last straws of restraint by now, did Harry move to kneel between both men.

Harry's knees between the two pairs of hips, back arched slightly as he leaned forward, while his hands found themselves on the two heaving chests. Idly feeling the muscle and flesh while they trailed down, followed closely by Harry's gaze, lower they slid until the blunt, wet tips of fully swollen erections pressed against his palm.

Even like this Harry could already see the two shafts perfectly, the feelings of dread and excitement running rampant through him. Slowly Harry slid his hands down and curled his fingers so wrap around the two organs, making their owners arch and groan lewdly while their erections wept musky precum.

Deciding to award his dominants for their display of restraint, and feeling further empowered by the way Charlie and Bator both reacted to his simple touches, Harry slid back and brought himself down lower. Bator and Charlie both watched as Harry's eyes flickered over momentarily while the teen lowered himself so that he had equal distance to the two, both gripping the duvet tight enough to rip it with their claws.

At first Harry ran his nose along the length of Bator's erection, taking in deep inhales of the man's scent, before repeating the same on Charlie. This kind of teasing went on for a while until Harry finally moved his hands, sliding them slowly along the length's.

Charlie propped himself up on his elbows as he watched Harry stroke and nuzzle his cock. Charlie's stomach and arms flexed whenever Harry brushed his lips over the exposed length, or whenever those slim hands reached the tip and fully enveloped it. Sometimes Charlie could swear he felt Harry squeeze just a little to make him moan.

Switching over from Charlie's erection, keeping his hand still there maintaining a steady pace of stroking, Harry began lavishing the same sort of shy actions along the older one. While Bator did enjoy the shyness, he was hungry for more.

Bator reached his right hand out and placed it on the back of Harry's head, not gripping tight, but rather a controlling move. Giving Harry a small assuring smile while his hand at the back of the teens head applied a bit of pressure to bring Harry closer to the straining need he held.

”Why don't you give it a lick Harry...” Bator instructed while flexing the hand at the back of Harry's head.

Tentatively Harry stuck out his tongue and let himself be guided down, the dracken half of him delighting in being controlled like this. Brushing the very tip of his tongue over the underside of Bator's length awarded Harry with a good, heady taste of another man. The raw and salty taste, with a bare hint of something exotic, washed over Harry's taste-buds and soon enough Harry found himself licking away more boldly, flicking the dexterous muscle here and there to bathe the entire organ.

While Charlie could appreciate the view of Harry in such a position he couldn't help, but to feel slightly envious and it showed too in the way his brows knit and eyes darkened. Before anything could happen, however, Bator snapped the red-head out of his thoughts with a brief tap of his foot against the others calf.

Giving Harry's hair a slight tug to have the boy come off from his task at hand, Bator motioned for Harry to go give Charlie a feel, the Hungarian had something else he wanted to have a go at, and it wouldn't do to let Charlie get to it first.

Charlie scooted back a little so that he was propped against the head of the bed, thus freeing his arms. As Harry settled between his legs, looking flushed and aroused, Charlie reached out and cupped the side of the boys face, drawing him in for another session. Even with Harry there, Charlie couldn't help but to keep an eye on the Hungarian as he moved to the nightstand.

It didn't take much for Charlie's lust-clouded mind to figure out what Bator had been rummaging about. Just one glance at the palm-sized jar on the mans hand was enough, and the sheer thought of it was enough to make his arousal spike-up and his erection to throb strong with a generous donation of precum to smear onto his belly.

Pulling away from the kiss Charlie did what Bator had done before and guided Harry down towards his aching need, but unlike Bator had done Charlie placed his hand onto Harry's shoulder and gently pushed him down.

With Harry more or less on all fours with his left hand on Charlie's right thigh and his right hand on Charlie's right thigh idly tracing the tattoo there, the teen was properly presented for Bator once more.

While Charlie occupied Harry's senses and attention Bator uncapped the jar and set it aside for now, all the while keeping his eyes set upon the pair. When Harry was once more offered a treat to explore Bator moved in himself.

Kneeling behind the boy while tracing his hands up from Harry's ankles, over the calf and along the thighs until he had his hands full of the ripe little rump. Giving the fleshy globes a rolling knead Bator couldn't help but to growl in want as he was given a brief glimpse of the fleshy little hole that resided there.

Using his hands Bator spread the cheeks apart once more, but this time kept them there. Leaning in close the Hungarian brought his lips in to plant a small peck onto the ring of flesh just before his lips parted to allow his tongue out to swipe across it.

Harry had been quite content with exploring Charlie, kissing his way down the swell of muscles down to the heavily throbbing, musky erection. His soft, wet tongue gliding along the heated flesh and glands in such a way that had the red-head groaning and arching, those beautiful blue eyes of his fluttering shut. Even so he was vaguely aware of a pair of hands travelling up along his legs only to halt at his rear only to knead the flesh there, much to Harry's surprised delight, but then there was another kind of a sensation.

About to look back and question what was going on Harry was brought to a still by the feel of strong, yet soft lips pressing against his pucker and then the determined swipe of a tongue over one of such an intimate area, it all had Harry squeezing tight onto Charlie's thighs while the teen buried his face against the red-heads groin to muffle his whines and mewling moans there.

Swipe after swipe Bator's tongue worked over the flexing ring of muscle, the tip often times pressing right at the center of it in a slight probe, but never invading. Each swipe digging out more sounds of varying kind from the pent-up teen, and each of those sounds spurred the Hungarian on further.

To further overload Harry's mind Bator moved his left hand over and between Harry's thighs and wrapped it around Harry's own erection, giving it a firm squeeze and a slow stroke to draw out Harry's moans. Harry's back arched and his claws pressed dangerously against Charlie's skin as pleasure rushed through him from the stroking and licking. It felt like every nerve was being attacked all at once, his body remaining operational only through sheer will while his mind fogged over. What had began as a tense ordeal of a first-timers choice was slowly morphing into something entirely different.

”Charlie vhy don't you show Harry hov to use your mouth, hmm? I'm sure that the both of you vill enjoy.” Bator murmured over Harry's rear, letting his hot breath wash over the wet patch of skin.

Charlie didn't reply, instead he guided Harry up to kneel, said teen whining slightly as he lost his perch, but he soon found himself held upright by a strong arm around his middle and a broad, solid surface pressing against his back while soft lips, the very same ones that had been on his hole a moment ago, laced his neck with plenty of kisses. In an effort to press back against the solid warmth behind him Harry found his bare rump pressing against something hot, heavy and large, but where before it had caused a spike of tension in the teen, it now brought a spark of arousal even as the logical half of Harry worried over the fact that the 'beast' that was currently pressing against the cheeks of his ass would inevitably be buried IN said ass. A quick glance at Charlie's endowment only added to the worry that the tiny, pesky little sound of reason. No matter how Harry might view his situation, he would be feeling things in the morning.

Meanwhile Charlie moved so that he was flat on his back with his head between Harry's thighs, thus getting himself a good view of everything, while his legs were pulled back and his feet were firmly planted on the bed and spread slightly. Charlie reached up and planted his hands onto Harry's hips and gave a slight pull, looking up at the teen and couldn't help but to smirk at the look he was given back.

Cheeks red as rose, lips puffy from kissing and chest heaving with heavy breaths, but above all, or more so beneath it all, was the sight of Harry's erection standing proud and bobbing slightly with each heavy throb of Harry's heart.

Charlie lift his head slightly and parted his lips enough to slide his tongue out to swipe it over Harry's scrotum once before one of the testicles was expertly sucked between those lips, the previously gentle tongue now pressing and feeling thoroughly. The unexpected tug on his testicle had Harry jolting slightly, but not in a bad way if those sharp moans and jerks of his body were anything to go by.

”Give him a taste of his own medicine Harry, indulge and relax for me baby.” Bator crooned quietly into Harry's ear before guiding the teen down to face Charlie's arousal once more.

For a while Bator watched as Harry felt about and used his lips and tongue in various ways that had Charlie's thighs trembling and toes curling. Had Bator had nothing more pressing at the moment he would have gladly watched the two play, but now his conquest awaited.

Reaching out to the jar of lubricant Bator dipped his right index finger into the viscous substance, making sure to have plenty on it before setting the jar aside. Kneeling behind Harry one more, Watching as Charlie slurped and licked along Harry's arousal, going slow to let the teen mimic his actions, or perhaps he couldn't go any faster in risk of losing himself into it? Who knows.

Smirking down at the bothered red-head while moving his left hand over to spread Harry's ass again, making sure to go slow so that Charlie could watch. Slowly Bator pressed the tip of his finger against the tight, moist little pucker and began working it in. Alternating between heavier probing motions and slight circular strokes Bator eventually worked the tip of his finger in, drawing out a strained groan from Harry.

Placing his left hand at the small of Harry's back Bator stilled the boys hips while he slowly slid the lubricated digit in. The feeling of those resisting, warm walls of flesh crushing down onto his finger really tested Bator's control over his Dracken half, especially when his mind began offering him images of how it would feel squeezing around something else of his, something that throbbed and dribbled precum onto the bed.

While Bator worked on Harry's hole, making it slick and used to being opened like this, Charlie and Harry both took their own enjoyment out of it. Charlie mainly in watching the flesh yield under the Hungarians careful ministrations, and Harry in simply the way the finger, and later on fingers, would stroke the silky walls of flesh, touching nerves that were not used to being touched like so.

When Bator had three fingers working within Harry, and he could easily move them without considerable resistance he withdrew his fingers and re-positioned himself. One foot flat against the bed in alignment with Harry's knee while the other leg remained bent so Harry's knee and Bator's had contact, said mans hips drawing in close as a hand reached down to grasp himself at the base of his cock, running it across the boys opening.

Charlie watched as Bator got himself into position to lay first claim on their shared submissive, watching as that daunting length was rubbed along the quivering hole. Wanting to make it a more enjoyable action for Harry, the red-head reached over for the jar to lubricant and quickly scooped up some onto his fingers and reached up to grasp Bator by the cock and swiftly spread the liquid onto it.

Feeling someone grasp him by his erection had Bator's eyes darting down, a warning growl rumbling in his throat already, only to fade away when he caught sight of Charlie's stern gaze. Morphing his scowl into a smug grin Bator huffed down at the man and drew back enough so that Charlie might properly coat his length, letting the man play the role of a knight in shining armor in defense of a virgin, even he wasn't THAT much of an asshole to just cram himself into a barely prepared man.

Once Charlie's hand drew away from him Bator took his place once more, his right hand finding perch on Harry's waist, while his left held himself steady as he pressed against the slick opening. Leaning forward to kiss Harry's shoulder Bator began pressing himself forward, keeping Harry from withdrawing with the hand on his waist, and with the aid of Charlie who returned to his previous task of nursing on Harry's cock.

Slowly and surely Bator worked himself against the resisting muscle, easing himself in with the aid of the lubricant until the head of his length popped in, drawing a sharp cry from Harry. The feel of the tight ring of flesh quivering behind the crown of his cock had Bator tensing and growling against Harry's shoulder. Shaking hands slid up along Harry's sides so that one found it's way to the boys shoulder while the other gripped Harry's side, the hold held firm, but not crushing.

”The pain will fade, trust me.” Bator murmured quietly into Harry's ear before planting a small kiss on it.

As Harry nodded and once more buried his face to Charlie's groin, taking in deep inhales of the scent of Charlie and arousal. Slowly Bator pushed against Harry and inched himself in, not stopping until he was fully lodged within the boy.

The feeling of being filled had Harry's back arching up and his muffled whimpers turning more pained with every passing moment, up until something unexpected happened. Just when Harry was about to call it quits he felt the blunt force within him pressing firmly against something that set his nerves ablaze with a sensations unlike anything he had felt before, so instead of a plea to stop Harry let out a cry of pleasure, his hands clinging tight onto Charlie's thighs while his insides crushed tight around the invading organ.

Gritting his teeth, but grinning still, Bator kept pushing against the resistance, angling himself so that he had the most pressure put against the little bundle of nerves that left Harry unable to really feel the pain of insertion anymore. Charlie watched closely as Bator sank in, feeling only a slight pang of jealousy of not being the first, but in the end it didn't matter, not when he had Harry clinging onto him with his claws and moaning against his groin, it was quite something being used for support like that.

After a while of holding himself hilt deep Bator began pulling back, drawing only one thirds of himself out before sliding in again. From then on his hips found no end, slowly working himself in and out of the willing body of his submissive, working himself against the resistance until he could move freely at full length.

Sometimes he would thrust in deep and slow, other-times he would switch to a more rapid set of shallow and hard thrusts that had flesh smacking on flesh, and all the while Harry sang out within the throes of pleasure and mild pain. Harry's inside's clinging to Bator when he withdrew and relaxing when he entered, eliciting quite the array of satisfied growl and snarls from the man on-top.

Had they not been fooling around for so long already Bator might of chastised himself for his lack of stamina, for in less than half an hour he felt himself slip, his thrusts growing needier, harder, his grip more possessive until finally he reached the height of his pleasure. Arching off of Harry, head thrown back as a loud roar, a literal one at that, tore out from his throat just as he smacked in one last time before his orgasm took over.

Hips twitching against Harry's backside as Bator's cock throbbed and spilled a generous load of cum within the boy. It took a minute for Bator to gather himself enough to pull away from Harry as carefully as he could before settling onto his haunches behind him. Hazy blue eyes watched as cum trickled out from the slick opening, slowly trailing along the perineum, slowing down as it reached the scrotum and eventually vanishing as Charlie lift his head and licked it away.

Harry lay completely spent on-top of Charlie, his hot breath washing over the red-heads erection as cloudy green eyes looked on without focus. Even the slick warmth he felt on his stomach didn't really bother the teen, especially so when he felt himself moved so he was flat on his back and suddenly Charlie was hovering above with a satisfied expression on his face.

”You did good Harry.” Charlie crooned softly before lowering himself to steal a kiss from the weary lad, who's hands suddenly found themselves at the base of Charlie's erection, squeezing it.

Charlies jaws clenched and a rumbling groan emanated from him as he stilled, lips a hairs width away from claiming the kiss they had sought to claim.

”You should really try for yourself Charlie.” Harry purred. His breath washing over Charlies lips with each spoken word.

”I can go again, I want to go again, it is my duty after all as a good submissive.” Harry resumed, a small smile forming on his lips.

To silence any arguments Harry lift his head and crashed his lips against Charlie's as hist arms snuck up and around the red-heads neck to keep the man there. Since he was denied any objections, and because he really needed a release after a show like that, Charlie moved himself so that he could get himself aligned only to find his cock now grabbed tight, his hips held up by it as another hand spread something onto his aching need.

A quick glance back, much tot he chagrin of Harry, confirmed that it was Bator applying lubricant onto him this time that smirk once more adorning his handsome face. With a scoff Charlie returned to Harry and claimed his lips in another kiss before working himself into the teen.

For a while Charlie and Harry made-out while the red-heads hips pumped back and forth slowly, just to give them enough time to really enjoy the act. All the while Bator laid on his side next to the two, watching them closely. It wasn't until he felt a hand at the back of his neck that Bator snapped out of his haze, only to find harry looking at him with a smile on his face as small whines and moans bubbled out from him.

Charlie had gone up to kneel, using his thighs to prop Harry's hips while the teen's legs were firmly around his waist, the dragon-handler's hips steadily hitting against Harry's rear. The teen in question had grown hard anew and now tugged Bator over for some kisses, a thing that the older man gladly obliged in.

Scooting in close he leaned in and claimed those swollen lips in a good, long kiss, coaxing Harry into using his tongue some more, teasing with swipes of his own. Meanwhile Bator reached his hand up to grab Harry's erection, smearing the left-over cum from Harry's first orgasm along the stiff meat.

Between the kissing and the stroking and with Charlie's constant thrusting Harry felt like he was floating on a cloud of pure euphoria. All of Harry's nerves ached for more, and as Charlie's thrusts grew more earnest and Harry's cock throbbed harder the ache, that sweet tormenting ache of a building release only intensified.

Charlie couldn't help but to watch as Harry and Bator made-out, he could feel the pleasure coursing through Harry from all the contact they shared, the way the flesh within Harry quivered and clenched whenever he would hit Harry's prostate or when Bator would flick his thumb over the tip of Harry's erection, it was all quite heady. Add in the fact that Harry was mewling and moaning in a way that would leave the incubus and succubus alike in shame of it, it was a wonder that Charlie lasted as long as he did.

With a final set of thrusts Charlie arched and moaned out loud, mixing his seed in with Bator's while he rode out the feeling of Harry reaching his second climax of the day. Weary and sweaty Charlie withdrew from Harry and collapsed onto his side next to Harry.

His breath heavy, all of their breathing was heavy, the three lay there with the two dominants close to Harry's side while the teen snuggled into the warmth. Two pairs of blue eyes watched as the scales and claws began to fade away as the dracken drew back.

”Mmh...sleepy...” Harry murmured through a yawn, stretching himself out slightly.

”Then sleep, ve vill shower tomorrow.” Bator said with a nod, stealing one last kiss from Harry's lips.

”Thank you for everything Harry.” Charlie whispered quietly before claiming those lips in a kiss as well.

”Now the two of you....” Harry crooned tiredly, looking between Charlie and Bator alike.

The two dominants looked at each other over their submissive, their instinctual need to drive away the competition raising it's ugly head again, but between the sated lust, and their content mate between them, neither had the heart nor will to follow such instincts.

With a grin on his lips Bator reached his hand over and cupped the back of Charlie's head and pulled the man over to give the red-headed pain in the ass a proper goodnight kiss, making sure to work his lips and tongue in a way that dug out a growl from Charlie, making it a show for their submissive who watched with utmost focus. Charlie responded to the kiss like he would to Harry, with a slight bit of more dominant attitude to it, delighting in the low rumble he gained from the older man.

With their goodnight kisses shared Charlie and Bator worked the duvet away from beneath Harry and then pulled the covers over, none even discussing about going to their own bedrooms, not when in such a lovely state of weariness and content. Happily the three snuggled up, much like the first night they slept in the same bed.

Charlie's arm over Harry's middle, with his palm flat on the side of Bator's hip. Meanwhile Bator's arm did the same over Charlie's, the two dominants burying their faces against Harry's hair before sleep over took them.
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