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Trifecta	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69992 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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Harry swung his leg out, knocking Vlad off his feet again, knelt on his chest, and swung his dagger, stopping it just before it made contact with Vlad’s forehead, right between the eyes. “Dead again.” The teen said smugly, though he was panting from the exertion of his lesson.

Vlad, too, was panting, a wide smile on his face. “Yes, very good. I admit to being impressed. You seem to pick things up with such ease. By far the best pupil I’ve had in some time.” He said. “Help me up.”

Harry got off of him and grabbed his hand, helping him pull himself off the floor.

“Banish that dagger. You won’t be needing it anymore.”

Harry frowned, but got rid of his dagger.

Vlad pulled a third dagger out of his boot, grabbed it by the sheath—and handed it, hilt-first, to Harry.

Harry took it reverently. “Is this for me?” He asked.

Vlad smiled. “That one’s yours.” He confirmed. “You've earned it.”

It was encrusted with rubies and emeralds all along the hilt, and the sheath was a deep red that was almost black.

Harry drew it out, and smiled. It was sharp and gleamed in the low torchlight of the dungeon room. “It’s beautiful. Thank you.”

Vlad inclined his head. “I made it myself. It should serve you well. Congratulations on completing your weapons training. However, you will not learn fencing.”

Harry’s face fell.

“You have not the grace needed. You’d end up skewered on your own sword. It would be such a pity, you have such potential.” Vlad finished. “Lastly, I have one more thing to teach you, and it should only take one night.” He turned his gaze to Severus. “You won’t be needed for this lesson, or after. He will be drinking from a different source this time.”

“But—” Harry began, and Vlad held up a hand to forestall his argument.

“I know, you have your mate, it will taste awful, but animals usually do, and you need to be prepared to take sustenance in whatever form you must, in case the worst should happen. I will not have one of my own die from losing a mate. If I can survive it, so can you, if you have to.” Vlad said flatly.

Harry made a face. “Fine.” He said mulishly.

Vlad smiled. “I hope for your sake that your mate is by your side for all of your long life, but sometimes, bad things happen to good people, and we must make our peace with the ways of the world. It is a good thing to know, and a good thing to experience. It will make you value your mate all the more.”

Harry sighed, but nodded. “Meet here?” He asked.

Vlad inclined his head. “Yes. We will be moving quickly enough that if anyone is following us, we will lose them.” He shot a grin at Severus. “So don't bother.”

Severus frowned at him. “I still don’t trust you.” He said.

“Nor should you, you hardly know me! But I give you my word that at this time, I mean your Vampire no harm. He will be fine. If I hear of any misdeeds of his and come back for him, you will not know at all, and he will not know until it is too late.” Vlad finished, and a frission of fear ran up Harry's spine. The look in his eyes had turned cold and deadly. Then he smiled, and it was gone. “But for now, we are all friends. So I will teach him to hunt for his food, and then I will sleep once more and leave the next night. He will learn anything else through trial and error, as we all must.”

Severus hummed. “Fine, then. This once, I will leave him in your care.” He said grudgingly.

Vlad nodded. “Good man. Then I will leave you both to it. He may need a lot of blood tonight, I did cut him pretty deeply a time or two. I got a bit desperate near the end.” He said.

Severus chuckled. “I could tell. I will get a blood-replenishing potion before we begin.” He said.

Harry followed him out of the room and back to his rooms.

“Don’t turn your back on him for a second.” Severus said once the door was shut behind them.

Harry frowned. “Wasn’t going to.” He said as Severus went into his bathroom to retrieve the potion.

“Good.” Severus came back out and sat on the couch, patting his lap. “Come on.”

Harry grinned and took the offer, sitting on Severus' lap and leaning in to mouth at his neck. He found his customary spot and licked a few times, then sunk his fangs in and drank. He closed the wounds and pulled away. “Might want to take that now.” He nodded to the potion. “I’m going to need more.”

Severus took the potion and tilted his head to let Harry have his neck again.

Harry dove back in and drank deeply.

Severus moaned when he stopped. “God, why does that feel so good?” He asked.

Harry grinned. “Pretty sure it’s so you keep letting me do it.” He said in amusement.

“Probably.” Severus agreed. “So, what is it like, rooming with Zabini?”

Harry smiled widely. “It’s great!” He said enthusiastically. “Blaise is really affectionate, and super cuddly, you'd be surprised how often he sleeps all wrapped around me.”

“You like that, do you?” Severus asked.

Harry looked at him like he was crazy. “Of course I do; who doesn’t?”

Severus’ eyes shuttered and his face closed down at the words. “I see.” Was all he said.

Harry realized how he had taken the words, and hastened to reassure him. “No, Severus, that’s not all I like! I like the way you are, too. Your sarcasm, your dry wit, how protective you are of me; I like him, yes, but I love you!”

“How long until you come to love him, too?” Severus asked, but his eyes, at least, had lost that guarded look they'd held moments ago.

Harry bit his lip. “Er, it’s coming fast, I think. But it will never make me stop loving you, so don’t even think that for a second!” He said, cupping Severus’ face and drawing him into a kiss.

Severus allowed the kiss and deepened it, and Harry fought back a smile. Apparently, more than talking and blood was on the menu for tonight. Harry squirmed backward a bit so there was space between them and cupped Severus through his trousers.

Severus groaned and nipped at his lip. “Bloody tease.” He muttered.

Harry chuckled. “It’s not exactly teasing if I intend to follow through, now is it?” He asked huskily.

“I suppose not. Shall we adjourn to the bedroom?” Severus asked.

“Unless you want to do it here?” Harry asked.

Severus shook his head. “Your back may be up for it, but I am not sixteen any longer, and my back prefers a bed.” He said.

Harry laughed and got up, grabbing Severus' hand and pulling him into the bedroom. He pushed Severus down to sit on the bed and knelt before him. “This is just an appetizer, so don’t come. Warn me if you start getting close.” He said while he unfastened the man's trousers.

“I will.” Severus assured him, carding a hand through his hair. “You look so lovely, down on your knees for me.” He said lowly.

Harry grinned and pulled Severus' cock out, giving it a long lick from base to tip.

Severus moaned, the hand in Harry’s hair fisting slightly.

Harry took his length into his mouth and slid down it, taking Severus in nearly to the root before drawing back enough to breathe, then repeating the action.

“Merlin, Harry, where did you learn to do that?” He asked, voice slightly strangled.

Harry pulled off and asked, “Sure you want to know?”

Severus shook his head. “No, forget I asked that. Just keep going.” He requested.

Harry nodded and went back to deep-throating his mate. He swallowed around the tip a few times and Severus began tugging at his hair. “Stop, unless you want me to come like this!”

Harry pulled off with a ‘pop’ and smiled up at him. “Was it good?” He asked.

Severus chuckled. “You know the answer to that, you little minx.”

“I suppose I do.” Harry agreed, standing and toeing off his shoes, before making quick work of the rest of his clothes while Severus watched, making no move to undress himself as he admired Harry's body. “Going to make me do all the work?” Harry asked teasingly as he reached forward to unbutton Severus' shirt.

“You look so good doing it, why not?” Severus shot back with a smirk.

Harry laughed as he removed the shirt and made the man stand. He pulled the trousers down to mid-thigh, then let the man sit back down while he took off shoes and socks, then grabbed his pants by the bottoms of them and pulled them off in one smooth motion.

“Good work. Now get up here, hold me down nice and tight, and fuck me like you mean it.” Severus purred.

Harry hummed and pushed him down against the pillows. “I can do that.” He said, leaning in to take a nipple into his mouth, biting down on it sharply, then soothing the sting with his tongue.

Severus gasped. “You—How did you… Lucius.” He groaned in realization. “I’m going to kill him.”

Harry bent and took the other nipple into his mouth briefly. “Don’t you mean thank him?” He asked sweetly.

Severus moaned. “Yes. With a side of ‘maim.’” He added.

Harry chuckled and gave the nipple one last lick before sliding down Severus’ body. “This is my first time doing this,” He said, “So let me know if you like it.”

Severus' breathing hitched. Was he really going to—he gasped as a warm, wet tongue lapped at his entrance. Yes, he really was going to. He moaned, the low, desperate moan of a man who had just been granted the one pleasure he'd been determined to survive without, and spread his legs wider, planting his feet flat on the bed as he drew up his knees.

Harry spread his mate wider, glad that the act wasn’t as gross as he'd feared it would be.

Severus didn’t taste bad. He was clean. There was the taste of salt, and a faint hint of a musky flavour that he was sure was all Severus, but nothing disgusting. And from the broken, pleading, half-cut-off moans and cries Severus was letting out, the other man was enjoying it.

Harry pointed his tongue and drove it into Severus as far as he could, which wasn’t much. Apparently, it was a learned skill, the whole ‘fucking someone with your tongue’ thing. Still, he tried, and he could tell by Severus’ vocalizations that he was doing something good, even if he couldn’t quite achieve his aim.

He finally pulled away when his tongue got tired and grinned at the man. “So?” He asked.

Severus grabbed his wand from the bedside table and pointed it at Harry, casting a non-verbal charm that zipped through his mouth, making it feel minty fresh.

“That’s handy.” Harry said in surprise.

“Isn’t it, though? I take it Zabini taught you about that?” Severus asked.

“What, rimming?” Harry asked. “Yeah, Blaise taught me. Why?”

Severus hummed. “Remind me to thank him later. I wasn’t going to suggest it, since I had a feeling I knew what your response would be, but it is something I enjoy.” He said.

Harry chuckled. “Sure thing.” He said. He lubed the fingers of one hand and slid one finger into Severus.

“After rimming, I can take two immediately.” Severus told him.

Harry nodded and added a second. “Noted.” He stretched Severus a bit before adding the third.

Severus moaned, pushing back against the fingers eagerly. “Get in me, Harry. Now!” He begged.

Harry chuckled and cast a lubrication spell on himself before positioning himself and sliding in. He grabbed Severus' wrists, pinned them above his head, and used his calves to pin Severus’ legs to the bed, making the man totally unable to move.

Severus' eyes widened, and he struggled a bit, futilely. He moaned loudly as he gave in, relaxing into the bed. “Yes!” He hissed. “Fuck me hard!”

Harry cast another quick lubrication charm on Severus' channel to prevent tearing and let go, pounding into him with fervour.

Severus tried to arch into the thrusts, but couldn’t, and his moans were louder than Harry had ever heard them. All he could do was lie there and take it, and after submitting to Blaise, Harry knew exactly how that felt. How freeing it was. He finally appreciated Severus' need to be held down and taken, and realized it wasn’t the loss of control that had bothered Severus about the blood fever, but the loss of respect for his dignity.

Harry leaned forward and sniffed at Severus' neck, then licked it. “What would happen if I bit you right now, hm?” He purred into the man's ear. “Would you welcome it? Would you give me everything I asked of you?”

Severus gasped and tilted his head further. “Do it!” He panted out.

Harry nibbled at the skin, then drew back. “I took too much already tonight.” He said regretfully. “We'll do that another time.” He promised.

Severus let out a whine, then glared at Harry. “Don’t tease me like that!” He snapped.

Harry chuckled. “Sorry. We'll come back to it later.” He reached down and took hold of Severus' cock, stroking quickly, feeling the man tremble beneath him. “Are you going to come for me?” He asked. “All over yourself, so I can lick it off? If you do, I'll clean you with my tongue. I promise.”

Severus came with a loud yell, and Harry followed him, filling him up with his essence.

Harry quickly pulled out of Severus and slid down his body, licking the salty, bitter emissions off his hand, then leaning in to lave a trail over Severus' cock and belly, cleaning the man with broad sweeps of his tongue while Severus lay there, insensate from pleasure. When he finished, he climbed back up the bed and lay beside Severus. “So I get to stay here tonight?” He asked.

Severus smirked. “My wand is set for five AM. You can return to your room with Zabini then. Until five, you are mine.” He said, turning over and pressing his back against Harry's body. “You get to be the big spoon.” He said firmly.

Harry chuckled and wrapped around Severus' back, accommodating his demanding lover.
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