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Just Submit 2	By : grugster Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 190266 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 18
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and make no money from writing this story. All recognizable characters belong to J.K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.

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Thanks a lot to my betas, remarkable, for correcting this chapter!

Dear readers,

I must say I was absolutely shocked that so many people read this story. I never realized this. I received tons of reviews on the last chapter and was overwhelmed. Thanks for encouraging me to go on posting.

There was some confusion about my word choice and I tried to find another word for efflux. I hope discharge makes more sense.

Someone asked how many kind of subs there are. 3 different kinds. The pups, the super-subs and the normal subs which normally only mate with one dominant. It will be described later in the story again.

AgainAndAgain
Characters: Yorik, Janto, Hermione, Severus, Tara

Pairings: Yorik/Hermione, Janto/Hermione

Warnings: oral while the person has discharge

Chapter 31 – Heat Problems

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Castor jumped him from behind and sank his teeth into Igor's shoulder. Hermione screamed in fear, but Igor grabbed Castor by his hair and pulled him off his shoulder, a good piece of his shoulder with him. Hermione looked in horror at the scene in front of her until the door of the cabin was pushed close by Igor after he had sent Castor flying against the wall of mirrors opposite them.

Hermione couldn't remember when she had been so scared before. She hugged her legs to her body, her discharge long forgotten. Outside her cabin a mirror was crashing and she heard more people come in the room. She wanted to grab for the lock to make her safe, but she didn't dare. What would it do? They were so powerful that they could smash the wooden walls easily with their bare hands.

When the cabin door was opened, she held her breath.

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The snarling outside still hadn't stopped when the cabin door was opened and Morgan peeked in. Hermione looked at him with big, fearful eyes.

“Shh pup, everything is alright. You don't have to be afraid. They won't let any low levels around you anymore as long as you are in heat.”

Morgan scooted closer to her, careful not to frighten her. The door stood open, and when Hermione dared to look past Morgan, she saw that Fenrir was over Castor, his hands tight around his throat, but she also saw Ages, who had a death grip on Fenrir's neck. The moment Morgan had reached Hermione and hugged her, Ages was able to pull Fenrir away from the limp and bloody form on the floor.

Morgan's smell and the heat his body was radiating made Hermione relax and feel safe again. Her eyes wandered around. The restroom was crowded. Janto stood close to her cabin, his eyes on the scene on the floor, but ready to attack anyone who came too close to the cabin. Yorik was held back by Roland. Her beta was snarling and growling at the non-moving person on the floor. Igor was leaning, tilted against one of the sinks and holding his bleeding shoulder, his eyes on Hermione while Miller tended to his wound.

Severus knelt down beside Castor, disgust all written over his face, but as a healer he had to take care of the injured, hot-headed werewolf.

“Get off him, Roland,” Fenrir barked and grabbed forcefully for the upper arm of his beta. “And you shut up, beta!” He emphasized this command with a growl, and Yorik tilted his head to offer his neck in submission.

Pulling Yorik with him, Fenrir came over to Hermione. He shoved Yorik into the cabin and pulled Morgan out. “You go and get her a skirt,” he addressed Morgan. “And you show the pup how we deal with this,” he said to Yorik and closed the door behind him.

Hermione was speechless. Yorik was still red from anger and panting, but she could see he was trying to get himself under control. “Everything is all right. Just a stupid low level who got in a bit over his head.” He knelt down in front of Hermione and for the first time, she realized she was still with her shorts around her knees on the toilet. Embarrassed, she tried to pull her shorts up, but Yorik gently took her hand. “No. Stop, pup. Let me take care of you. Your heat has started, and you can't wear those any longer.” He pulled her shorts off her feet and put them in his back pocket. Then he grabbed her under the knees and tilted her backwards.

“Yorik?” Hermione asked, puzzled, while she tried to find something to hold onto, so as not fall backwards. The moment she grabbed for the toilet paper holder, she moaned in surprise. Yorik had started to lick her center. It was hard to think over the pleasure, but eventually she remembered her original problem and tried to push him away. “No Yorik, I...”

He growled, and she stilled. “You hurt yourself by rubbing so hard down here. My saliva will help to heal you.”

“But the discharge,” Hermione protested.

“Is what I have looked forward to tasting for weeks now,” Yorik said heatedly and sucked her center.

They wanted to taste her discharge? That was disgusting, even for a werewolf. But what choice did she have? Yorik's sucking made her head spin and when he pushed two fingers inside she screamed her orgasm out loud, not carrying how many dominants were still outside the cabin. A last kiss to her center and Yorik came up between her legs grinning like a drunken man at Hermione. He licked his lips provocatively while looking deep into her eyes. “You are delicious.”

“Left something for us, Yorik?” Janto said when he opened the cabin door.

“She will produce more in an hour, so fight it out with the others as to who will be the next happy guy.”

“Maybe I should behave hotheadedly like you to get the privilege to taste her and not be reasonable and ward her.”

Yorik snarled at Janto for this provocation, but before a fight could start, Fenrir interfered. “You will be her guard for the next one and a half hours if you want, Janto, as a reward for your good behavior. I need to go to a meeting, so if something happens Severus is in charge over her now.” He looked over to Severus, who nodded seriously.

Fenrir stepped into the cabin, and Yorik made room. On his way out he bumped Janto on his chest and got a swat on his head for it, but it was all playful. It seemed Janto was satisfied with his reward.

“I need to go to a meeting with the Dark Lord, pup. Janto will have an eye on you. Nothing will happen. You saw how fast and how many were reacting to what just happened, so you are safe. Promise me that you will listen to Janto and the others.” Fenrir looked seriously at her while he held her chin.

“Will you be in danger?” Hermione asked, worried.

He chuckled and kissed her. “You don't have to worry about me. discharge just have no clue when I will be able to be back. It could be days.”

Hermione felt a cold sweat break out on her skin. “The full moon.”

“I will be back then. The Dark Lord wouldn't want me around him in wolf form. Behave, pup.” A last kiss and he was gone.

Janto dangled her skirt in front of her and she grabbed it, glaring at him. From Fenrir or Severus she would have gotten a spanking for her glaring, but slowly, she knew exactly how far she could go with each of her mates, so she didn't fear glaring at Janto.

“Get ready, spitfire. Do you still want to see Tara or are all your questions answered now?” he teased her.

“I still want to see her,” Hermione said and pulled the skirt on. The next few days would be so embarrassing if they insisted on licking her clean and even fought about it.

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It was the first time since she joined the clan that Hermione sat with a book in her hand in the lounge. It was still Janto's shift to watch her, and she was laying with her head on his lap on one of the comfy couches. From time to time she shifted uncomfortably because she feared she would produce more discharge, and her center started to itch a bit. Tara had been busy and so Hermione wasn't able to speak with her yet. Janto's urge to be so close to her had made Hermione realize she wouldn't even be able to talk with Tara in private because of her stupid punishment to be watched 24/7.

“Something wrong, pup?” Janto asked when she shifted again.

“No, I'm fine,” Hermione said and smiled at him. She couldn't fool him as he sniffed.

“Hmpf,” Janto said after sniffing, and Hermione breathed out, relieved when he looked away again, obviously not having sniffed something out of the ordinary.

After Hermione had finished the first chapter of the book she had found in the library, Tara came in. She leaned over Hermione to kiss her beta. Hermione could smell that she was doing it to show her he was hers as well, but Hermione accepted this without protest. Janto was Tara's beta and it would have been cruel to expect him to not be intimate with Tara.

“A bit possessive, baby?” Janto said and pulled Tara beside him.

She leaned against his shoulder and smiled shyly at Hermione in a silent apology. Hermione smiled back, as she had come to like Tara over the last few weeks. Tara was the only girl close to her age. Lately, Hermione had realized how few women the clan had. Even within the children there were only three girls, even though they had fifteen children under sixteen. Then there were three dominant women, Amaris, Sara and Angela, the bulgy woman who had brought Tara to Ages when she had been raped. Submissive women were twelve in the clan. They were all very nice but kept their distance from Hermione. Only Lara and two other women had tried to start conversations with Hermione. All those women were mated.

“Do you need some help?” Janto asked, and Hermione felt how he sneaked under Tara's skirt to test her.

Hermione tried to sit up, but Janto pressed her down again. “Oh no, pup. You stay where you are.”

Hermione growled, frustrated. She didn't want to see Janto licking Tara while she was in his lap.

“Behave,” Janto said and swatted lightly her on her mouth.

“I just came from the alpha,” Tara explained when Janto pulled his hand from under her skirt again.

“Ah, what a spoilsport, and I bet he just sent you straight to me to mock me.”

Tara gave Janto an apologetic look.

The man chuckled. “Not your fault, sweetie.” He kissed her again. “The pup here was looking for you anyway. I will give the two of you a bit of privacy and will wait over there.” He pointed at the bar close by.

Hermione was surprised that they were given privacy, but didn't complain.

“So how are you, p... Hermione? I heard Castor made trouble when you got into heat.”

“Yes, it was scary. Good that Igor was there. You should have seen their eyes.”

“I know, many new subs are scared about it but see it as something good. I mean, I feel like a queen when I'm in heat. How they look at me and want me. As if I'm the most amazing drug in the world.”

“Yeah,” Hermione said and felt her face heat up. “But do we really have to let them clean us? I mean, isn't there another way to get rid of this discharge? Do you have tampons or at least panty liner?”

“What?”

Hermione groaned. “Something you have to slip into your underwear to catch the discharge without soiling your clothes.”

“But you would waste it that way.”

Hermione stared at Tara. Sometimes the two of them were just too different. “Forget it. So do I have to know something else that could happen?”

“You should not be without one of your mates or those you or they trust for the next few days, but they will take care of this. Sometimes newly changed have problems with the discharge or even get dry. One girl was really stupid and shy, and she didn't tell anyone that she was dry. During heat the dominants are often overwhelmed while they are around you and sometimes don't realize things that they normally would have. So the girl got a very sore pussy and that was before the changing. Damn, she wasn't released from the hospital wing for a whole week after the moon.”

Hermione immediately had to think of her itch, but didn't dare ask Tara about it because she knew Tara couldn't keep this a secret when one of the dominants asked her questions. She just had to be careful.

“Do you still need me? I would like to see Dexter over there.” She gestured in the direction of a man around forty with short black hair and a mustache. “He isn't around here often. More the loner, but the heat of us subs is getting him to come out.”

Hermione shook her head but grinned. “No, enjoy yourself.”

Just a second later Janto was back. “Hmmm, you smell delicious.” He leaned closer and grabbed her under her knees to spread her legs.

“Janto, not here,” Hermione protested and pulled her skirt down. When Janto looked up, she saw that his eyes were almost completely yellow and she gulped.

“Why not?” Janto asked through clenched teeth, obviously needing much will power to not just fall over her and suck her against her will.

“It's embarrassing,” Hermione said, already red like a tomato.

“Don't be stupid, pup. You had sex in front of them all.” He pulled her hands away and lifted her skirt. He licked his lips while he looked at her center, fascinated. Then he leaned down and started to lick and suck her.

All protest was gone and the people around her forgotten. Janto was sticking his tongue deep into her and sucked hard at her clit until Hermione came, screaming. Janto leaned over to kiss her, and she tasted herself on his lips. First she was disgusted but then she relaxed as Janto's saliva took over.

“No more of this stupid shyness, pup. Your discharg is the most amazing thing a dominant can taste. It's incredible and nothing to be ashamed of.”

Hermione's heart needed a few minutes to calm down again. She wasn't able to read her book and so she simply lay on Janto's lap dreamily instead. After around fifteen minutes the odd itching started again and it even started to burn a bit.

“Ehm... Janto?”

The man looked down at Hermione questioningly. He had been in some post-orgasmic state just from tasting her heat juice and had some problems focusing his eyes on her face.

“What is it, pup?”

“Can you bring me to Miller?”

That brought him out of his dazed state as he sniffed her frantically. “What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Hermione groaned. “I would like to talk about it with Miller.”

“I'm one of your mates. If you feel unwell, you need to tell me.”

“It's nothing. I just would like to ask Miller something.”

He looked skeptically at her, but then stood up and led her to the medical room. To Hermione's horror Severus was in the medical room as well.

“What's wrong? Were there problems again?” Severus asked Janto as he came over.

Hermione groaned, frustrated. He could have asked her and not Janto. She squeaked with surprise when Severus pulled her roughly over to him to sniff her. It seemed Severus was affected by her heat as well. Normally he wasn't so impulsive.

“She didn't tell me why, but she wanted to see Miller.”

“You can go, Janto. Your shift is almost over, and I would have taken over for you in ten minutes anyway.”

Janto inclined his head and left.

“So?” Severus bored holes in her with his eyes.

“I would like to speak with Miller.”

“About what?”

“If I told you, I wouldn't have to talk to Miller, would I?”

Okay, that was the wrong thing to say and most certainly the wrong tone. She was bent over in one swift motion and two swats were administered to her bum. “Watch your tone, pup.” When she was straightened again, Severus grabbed her by her shoulders and looked into her face. “So why did you want to speak with Miller?”

Hermione looked down. “Please, Severus. Why can't I speak with Miller? It's embarrassing.” Again she squeaked when she was thrown over Severus’ shoulder and then put down on the metal examination table. Miller came over as well and looked worriedly at her.

“Lie down and let the head beta see what the problem is,” Miller instructed her and pressed her gently in a lying position while Severus sterilized his hands magically.

Hermione sighed and obeyed.

“Want to tell us what's wrong, pup?” Miller asked while he checked her eyes with his lit wand.

“It itches and shortly after Janto... after he licked me, it started to burn.” She jumped when Severus’ cold finger entered her, but Miller pushed her down by her shoulders.

“Try to lay still, pup. Just let us know if you are in pain.” He looked over his shoulder at Severus who felt around in her vagina. “Allergic reaction?”

“It seems so. She isn't dry.”

Miller turned around again to speak with Hermione. “That's a good sign, but if you get dry you need to come to me or the head beta. Is that clear?”

Hermione nodded. “What am I allergic to?”

“Your discharge,” Severus explained while he pulled his fingers out. “That sometimes happens to women that are changed after they already had started their menstruation. It's not a big deal and it gets less with each moon. Until it is gone completely you just have to use an anti-allergic salve. It needs to be applied after you are cleaned each hour. In the night you don't need to apply it that often. Tell us if it doesn't work or if you have any side effects. I will apply the salve now. It should be pleasantly cool but could numb the area. Tell me if you feel numb or if it tickles.”

Hermione sighed with relief when Severus applied the salve. It was lovely and cool and wet. “It's fantastic.”

Miller smiled down at her while Severus went over to the sink to wash his hands. “It was good that you came down here. Always let us know if you feel uncomfortable.”

Hermione nodded and let Miller help her up.

“I will take her with me now, Miller. If you need me, send for me,” Severus said to Miller and then left the room with Hermione holding his hand. So her heat made him so possessive that he insisted on holding hands with her? Too bad that it was more like pulling a child behind him than an entangling of fingers with a lover. Hermione felt annoyed by it but knew better than to voice her thoughts. She smiled to herself, happy to any fleeting connection with one of her strong, virile mates. It was amusing to watch the big strong beta lose a bit of control. Feeling light-hearted, she allowed him to pull her along like a good submissive.

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