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After Party	By : pittwitch Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 19051 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Warnings: double penetration

Natalie squealed in hysterical laughter when Tonks forced the two men to release her by licking Snape’s hand, then biting Remus’ finger, hard. He yelped, shaking his hand, glaring down at the giggling Auror. Snape proceeded to wipe his hand on a pillow, grimacing with disgust. Natalie captured Remus’ hand, kissing his wound gently.

“All better?” She purred. He grinned.

Snape rolled over to drape his arm over Natalie’s waist, possessively, but accidentally brushing his hand up the outside of Remus’ thigh as he did. Remus fought the urge to jump away from the contact. Snape debated removing his hand, but opted for lazy and let it lie, wedged between Natalie and his former rival.

“Better than poor old Hagrid.” Remus roared.

“Huh?” Tonks squirmed around to look at her partner quizzically.

“Can’t you just imagine what’s running through his mind right now?” Lupin lost himself in laughter once again. Even Snape smirked, more amused than annoyed for a change.

“Something’s is most likely running, but not through his mind.” Natalie smirked, “More like running to somewhere.”

“Wonder who he thinks Natalie had hidden away in here?” Tonks pondered.

“Doubt he would ever guess the truth.” Lupin leaned down to lick Tonk’s neck, making her yelp, then jerk against Natalie, breasts against breasts, startling Natalie as well.

“Well, we’ll know what’s happening if we feel the earth start to quake!” Natalie guffawed, leaning back into the lean hardness that was Snape.

Snape groaned. “We did not need THAT visual.”

“Speak for yourself, Snape!” Remus chortled, an odd amber color tinting his eyes.

Tonks spun her head around to gape at him, mouth hanging open. Remus gawked back, narrowing his eyes.

“What, so I’m curious, what’s the big deal?” Remus protested mildly. Tonks just looked at him peculiarly. Snape arched an eyebrow at the wolf-man over the women, a sardonic smirk creasing his face as well.

“Where’d the rum go?” Natalie wondered, levering herself up on one elbow to look at the heap of clothes and other belongings she had so unceremoniously dumped on top of everyone. Playfulness overcame Tonks, and she reached out with her tongue to lick the nipple that Natalie so carelessly thrust in her face.

“Hey!” Natalie yelped.

“I can’t believe I did that!” Tonks responded, her eyes wide in amazement clapping her hand over her mouth.

“Hey yourself.” Remus reached over to tweak the other nipple. Snape used his grip on the other man’s thigh to pull them all closer together. Reaching over Remus’ back, Natalie captured the bottle of rum, hoisting it victoriously into the air before taking a swig. Flopping on to her belly between Tonks and Snape, she handed the bottle to Severus, who also gulped down a large swallow, handing the bottle to Lupin, who then passed it to Tonks.

“Good stuff, Natalie.” Tonks giggled, licking her lips, and handing the now half empty bottle back to her.

“Thanks. Had to have someone send it from home. Apparently you wizarding folk here don’t enjoy spiced rum.”

“I never knew it existed. But, I do enjoy it.” Snape commented dryly, taking the bottle and another long pull.

“Me too.” Answered Remus, claiming the bottle for himself.

“Where did the s’mores stuff go?” Tonks suddenly remembered her hunger when her belly growled, loudly. She clambered over Remus to rummage through all of their belongings, triumphantly locating the basket. Remus scooted closer to Natalie and Snape, and Tonks began making unmelted s’more sandwiches, sitting cross-legged next to Remus, who watched her fondly.

A wicked gleam lit Natalie’s eyes. She glanced at Severus who was watching the naked woman interestedly, but with an odd, faraway pensive look on his face. Mischievously, Natalie began to play with his dormant nipples, trying to distract him. One red enameled finger traced around the dusky edge, first smoothing the tiny hairs that grew there, then reversing direction and making the infinitesimal hairs stand on end, slowly awakening Snape’s sensitive nubs, acquiring his full attention once again.

Remus tore his attention from Tonks, who was watching Natalie’s stark red finger trace intimate patterns against Snape’s pallid skin. Remus’ eyes darkened and narrowed, telescoping his focus solely on that single point of red, highlighted in stark relief against the canvas of Snape’s chest.

Remus licked his lips. Tonks snuggled up to his back for a better view. With one nubbin standing at attention, Natalie’s fingered wandered in a drunkard’s path to the higher one. She lowered her head to capture the formerly tortured nipple, nuzzling gently, swirling her tongue around the areola, then sucking, all while she lavished the same attention to the opposite nub with her finger. Snape dropped onto his back, closing his eyes to relish the sensations more fully.

Snape reached an arm underneath Natalie for her waist, brushing Remus’ renewed erection with the back of his hand as he did. Remus jumped. Tonks’ hand draped over his slender waist to grasp him more firmly, the back of her hand smoothly caressing one of Natalie’s buttocks. Natalie arched back into Remus, pressing her backside against his penis, and Tonks’ hand. The foursome began to writhe and squirm against each other. Natalie straddled Snape’s leg, rubbing herself against his grainy, if sparse hairs, while her fingers worked on sending pleasure from his nipples straight through his belly button into his own growing erection, forcing it to jump and start, jutting proudly into the warm air. Remus pressed closer to her back, as Tonks released his phallus to caress his nipples as well. Lupin arched his neck back into her shoulder, shoving his erection forward into Natalie which in turn ground her harder into Snape’s thigh.

Quickly taking command of all their mostly uncoordinated movements, Snape rolled to his side to face Natalie, capturing her lips in a searing kiss that left her panting for air before he snuck his erection between her thighs, lifting one leg gently, and reaching for Remus’ throbbing penis as well, to place it between her thighs, next to his. The two men found a satisfactory give and take, using the natural lubrication that leaked from Natalie’s cavern to allow them to glide against her and each other in slow, torturous pleasure. Tonks sat up to watch in wide eyed wonder.

“Do me next?” She breathed huskily, her own hands cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. Snape focused on her, lust riveting her violet eyes to his obsidian ones.

“With great pleasure.” He whispered huskily. Remus grunted and nodded his head. Natalie moaned, utterly surrendering to the two men working in exquisite tandem towards the culmination of their mutual pleasure. Natalie succumbed to the amazing sensations of the succulent push then shove of two engorged penises rubbing against her from both directions.

Whimpering, her head lolled back against Remus subsequently thrusting her breasts into Severus. Tonks gasped, open mouthed, and her eyes dilating in desire. Snape leaned under her chin to nuzzle and nip at her pulsing vein. Lupin mimicked his movements from the higher side. Tonks pressed against her lover’s back, her hand reaching between his legs to massage his testicles, winning a triumphant howl from him. Severus’ supremely skilled fingers stroked Natalie’s nipples. She huffed, panting for air, and would have writhed wildly if Remus didn’t hold her steady for the Potions Master. Abruptly, Severus withdrew all contact with the superlatively aroused witch. Tears sprang to her eyes, which flew open, and she begged pitifully.

“Severus, great Merlin, don’t stop!”

“Let us make a deal.” Snape smiled, widely, maliciously gleeful as Remus trapped the quivering woman against his body, ceasing his motion as well. Tonk’s eyes widened in alarm and curiosity.

Gasping, Natalie hissed between clenched teeth, struggling to regain some friction with Remus’ erection, still nestled happily between her thigh, “What deal?” Her eyes narrowed; her mouth pursed.

“Take something off your ‘ain’t never gonna happen’ list.” Snape chortled in evil satisfaction at the look of horror on Natalie’s face. Remus sought Severus eyes in puzzlement.

“Severus …” Natalie growled warningly.

“You promised me only pleasure, Natalie. That would bring me infinite pleasure.” He whispered seductively. He licked the pad of his forefinger, reaching out to trace the edge of her areola with the barest hint of contact.

“Afraid?” He pushed the issue further. Natalie’s breathing became erratic. She ceased struggling against Remus. “Never.” The over stimulated witch spat. Snape grinned triumphantly, pressing forward to capture a nipple between his lips, and trying to draw the very essence of her soul through that portal.

“Yessss …” She screamed. “I said yes!”

Snape fumbled for his wand, fingers clasping it triumphantly. He moved Remus’ hands to roll Natalie to face the panting wolf-man. As he whispered a spell, Lupin’s eyes lit with a burning gold in recognition and Tonks’ breath hitched in her chest. “Great Caesar’s ghost!” She exhorted, her fingers sliding down her belly to settle into her own thatch of hair.

“Me first.” Severus growled a warning at Remus, who merely nodded in agreement, as he used his fingers to keep Natalie’s focus distracted. With surprising gentleness, Snape eased one finger into her posterior cleft, stroking with infinite slowness, stealing her massaging circles technique. Leaning close to her ear, he asked softly.

“Any of that wonderful massage lotion of yours in that basket?”

Natalie barely managed a nod, her eyes rolling back in her head as Remus chose that moment to latch greedily on to her breast, suckling with every ounce of his being, sending electricity firing down every nerve to her clitoris. Tonks clumsily dumped the entire contents of the basket out behind them, quickly finding the lotion bottle and handing over Remus to Severus, who’s shaking hands scrabbled slightly before removing the lid. Squirting out the lavender scented oil, he slicked his fingers, and his member, groaning from the pleasure of his own touch, and the joyful anticipation of the virgin taking about to happen. He then gently pressed the tip of his index finger against her anal opening, circling the rim with increasing pressure.

“Relax, Natalie. Take a deep breath.” Remus coached. “Easy now.” He continued, his eyes glued to Snape’s. In infinitesimal increments, Snape eased his finger into her opening, assuring that she didn’t struggle or feel any pain. Tonks reached over Lupin to stroke Natalie’s breast quite lovingly, trying to help the other woman relax and open up. The trio took their time to prepare her for the main event. As Severus breached her hole with three fingers, he groaned, dropping his head to lavish kisses on her neck.

“So good, witch. So good.” He crooned.

Deliberately, he removed his fingers, sliding their slickness over her cheeks, then pulling them apart to settle his dripping penis against her now wide open anus. He pushed forward as Lupin held her close, nibbling and nuzzling at her neck.

“Beautiful.” Tonks gasped, still hanging over Remus’ waist to watch in complete fascination.

“So full.” Natalie groaned.

“Not full enough yet.” Lupin growled, searching both her eyes and Snape’s for approval. Snape crossed his arms over her chest, cupping her breasts, and pulling her back to open her angle for Remus. He slipped lower, finding the perfect angle, and slid into her sopping wet pussy with a keening howl that surely even Hagrid heard.

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Y’all don’t need more details, do you? ::Smirks:: TBC.

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Thanks for reading. Pitt
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