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Trifecta	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69992 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 12
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the universe, or anything you may recognize herein. I only play in this universe for fun. I also do not make any money from writing this, I do it for the entertainment of other sick-minded individuals like myself.

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Blaise shifted as Harry got into bed and wrapped around him like a squid the second he was lying down. “Mm.” He hummed, nuzzling into Harry’s neck. “Time's it?”

Harry chuckled. “Twelve-thirty. What time did you get to sleep?” He asked.

“Eleven? Or something like that. How did Snape take the news?” Blaise asked.

“Surprisingly well.” Harry told him. “He said to let you know if I’m not back by one after one of my lessons, don’t wait up. I'll be spending the night in his rooms in that case.”

Blaise grumbled. “Jealous old bat.”

Harry laughed. “Don’t call him that to his face.” He warned.

“I’m not suicidal, Harry. That's you.” Blaise said, then kissed him to take the sting out of his words.

“Go to bed. We can talk more tomorrow. Oh, one more thing: we are forbidden to engage in any public displays of affection near Severus' classroom. Henceforth.”

“Whatever.” Blaise mumbled, shifting so his head was on Harry’s chest. “Goodnight, gorgeous.”

Harry smiled. “Goodnight.”

*****

Blaise woke to a firm chest under his head and smiled, then slid his hand down to palm his bed mate under the covers.

Harry moaned sleepily and wriggled a bit, getting comfortable.

“Time to get up, gorgeous.” Blaise murmured.

“Mm.” Harry pushed his hips into Blaise's hand. “It is up, now.” He moaned. “What are you going to do about it?”

Blaise chuckled. “Don’t worry; I woke the beast, I can soothe it back to slumber.” He threw the covers off of Harry and sunk down over his cock, taking it in deep.

Harry felt his toes curl and resisted the urge to arch into the mouth. Instead, he fisted his hands in the bedsheets and fixed his eyes on the ceiling—which was turning brighter by the minute. He panicked and felt around for his wand before calming when he realized he didn’t need it. He wandlessly cast the sunblock charm on himself and Blaise paused.

“What was—”

“Sunblock charm. It’s getting light out.” Harry explained. “Come on; I was really close. Finish me off and I'll do you after dinner.”

Blaise chuckled. “Well, I wasn’t going to demand reciprocation just yet, but if you're offering, I accept!” He said excitedly, then took Harry to the root again. He bobbed rapidly on Harry's cock, then sunk all the way down and swallowed repeatedly.

Harry nearly choked on his own tongue and came, eyes rolling back into his head.

Blaise pulled off, coughing. “Shoved yourself down my throat again, and I was sure I already had all of you in there! How do you do that?!” He asked, equal parts awestruck and incensed.

Harry flushed and chuckled. “Um, talent?” He asked more than said.

“Something.” Blaise muttered. “You owe me for dessert.”

Harry grinned. “Goody. I haven’t been able to get a good serving of chocolate since my inheritance hit.” He purred.

Blaise stared at him deadpan for a long moment before snorting. “That was terrible, Harry. Terrible.”

Harry shrugged and got out of bed. “Maybe, but it's true.”

Blaise chuckled. “Come on, we can share a shower.”

*****

Harry sat down to breakfast with a wide smile on his face. “How are all of you lovely people today?” He asked brightly.

Neville snorted. “Somebody got laid this morning.” He said.

A chorus of chuckles answered him.

Harry flushed. “Not laid, but Blaise woke me up in a very nice way this morning, yes.”

Hermione rolled her eyes. “We don’t want to hear about it.” She said primly.

Harry grinned. “Probably not, and I owe him a return after dinner tonight. Tips?” He asked, looking around.

“Take in more than that.” Seamus said.

There was a smattering of laughter at that.

“Yeah, I kind of already got that memo, thanks.” Harry said.

“Honestly, Harry, it’s a mouth on a cock. No matter what you do, short of biting it off, he'll like it.” Seamus said.

Harry smiled. “Yeah, I guess you're right.”

*****

Harry smiled at Lucius as the man opened the door. “Hi!”

Lucius let him in with a smile. “Hello. How did Severus take the news?”

“He said to tell Blaise if I’m not in by one the night of my lessons that I will be with him that night. And we aren’t allowed to engage in any PDA in front of his classroom ever again.” Harry said with a laugh.

Lucius nodded. “That sounds like him. Chess? If you beat me this time, you can move on to Draco next.” He offered.

Harry nodded. “Yes.” He took black and waited while Lucius opened the game. “What was your childhood like?” He asked once they had both made a few moves.

Lucius paused, then moved while he considered his words. “Very structured.” He settled on.

“How so?” Harry asked.

“I was not allowed to play unless I had finished my classes, which I had from the age of five onward.” He began.

Harry nodded, remembering starting school at five himself.

“I had lessons in French, Latin, beginner's Potions, reading, writing, etiquette and deportment. Once I reached six, Family lines and Elocution joined the classes.”

“Ele-what?”

“Elocution.” Lucius corrected. “It is the pronunciation of words concisely, correctly and without using slang or having an accent.” He told Harry. “Every Malfoy heir since long ago has taken the lessons. Most Pureblood lines see it as essential.”

Harry made a face. “That sounds like a lot to ask of a six-year-old.” He said.

Lucius raised a brow. “My Father was capable, I was capable, and Draco was capable. I see no problems with the lessons I was given. They have shaped me into the man I am today.” He said.

“Still two languages, etiquette, and all the rest? I had to learn reading, writing, and simple maths. That was it.” Harry said.

Lucius scoffed. “That’s why Pureblood children are so much smarter than Muggle-raised children.”

“Oh, yeah? I’d like to see Draco do algebra!” Harry snapped.

“Alge… What?” Lucius asked.

Harry shook his head. “Do you even know how to calculate area?” He asked.

Lucius frowned. “Area of what?”

“A square.” Harry said, picking the easiest shape there was.

“Where is the square?” Lucius asked.

Harry snorted and shook his head. “That doesn’t matter. Can you calculate the area, or not?”

Lucius shook his head. “I have no idea what you’re trying to ask me to do. How can I tell you about an area without knowing what area I am talking about?”

Harry laughed. “Well that answers that question. I do know some things you don’t.”

Lucius frowned. “You make no sense. Checkmate in three moves.” He said, taking Harry's bishop.

Harry focused on the game from that point on, but still lost in seventeen moves.

Lucius smiled smugly. “Excellent game.” He said when they had finished.

Harry scowled. “You're only saying that because you won.”

“You've got me figured out. We have twenty minutes left. What would you like to do?”

Harry waited while the man took his seat, then sat in his lap. “I want to kiss.”

“Just kiss?” Lucius asked.

Harry flushed. “Not quite. I want to get more comfortable with you, so can we… Topless?” He asked.

Lucius’ eyes darkened. “I would like that very much.” He said softly.

Harry shed his shirt, as Lucius did the same. Soon, Harry found his eyes wandering over a smooth, milky-white expanse of hairless chest. “You've no hair. Neither does Severus. Why?”

“We spell it off.” Lucius answered. “Both Severus and I like our nipples played with, bitten and sucked and the like. Hair tends to discourage that kind of play.”

“Oh.” Harry leaned in and took one pink nipple into his mouth, sucking on it and biting gently.

Lucius moaned. “You little tease!” He gasped out, fingers tightening on Harry's hips.

Harry chuckled and brought his hand into play, finding the other nipple and brushing over it before giving it a squeeze, then a pinch.

Lucius pressed his lips together tightly, biting them, but couldn’t stop the whine that escaped his throat anyway.

Harry decided he wanted to hear more of those noises, and set about trying to make the great Lucius Malfoy lose his control.

By the end of their time together, Harry had managed to get him to whine a few more times, gasp several times, and, on one notable occasion, he even let out a high-pitched sound that Harry could only call a squeak.

As Harry kissed the man good-bye, he could only count the day as a success, so far.
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