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Trifecta	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69992 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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Harry crept into the bedroom, trying to be quiet so as not to wake Blaise.

He failed, as Blaise stirred and sat up almost as soon as he entered the room. “Mm, was wondering when you'd make it back. Good night?” He asked, voice rough from sleep.

Harry blushed beet red. “Er, yeah. Severus had… Some things he wanted to discuss.” He said.

Blaise rolled his eyes. “Yes, like your cock and his arse, for starters?” He shot back.

Harry choked, then said in a strangled voice, “Yeah, something like that.”

Blaise chuckled. “So you fucked him.” He said, getting out of bed and coming to stand in front of Harry nude, placing his hands on the other teen's hips. “And I've fucked you, and eventually you’re going to fuck Mr. Malfoy. Or he'll snap and fuck you first, whichever.” Blaise smiled at Harry’s befuddled expression. “Honestly, if you can't talk about it, you shouldn’t be doing it, hasn’t anyone ever told you that yet?” He leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to Harry’s lips. “There are three mates, and only one you. If magic didn’t gift you with enough love to share with all of us, you wouldn’t have three mates, no matter how many creatures coexist within you now. There's no need for jealousy, and I'm secure enough in my abilities to give you something special that I don’t need to worry about your little submissives turning your head. You'll always come back to me for your spankings, won't you?” He asked with a smile, tracing the curve of Harry's cheek with a fingertip.

Harry nodded mutely.

“Come on, gorgeous, let's get a shower. There’s enough time for a quick blow-job to tide you over until tonight.” He added with a smirk.

Harry grinned. “Sounds good to me.”

*****

Harry knocked on the door and smiled when it was opened, pushing the other man into the room and kicking the door shut behind him as he claimed Lucius' lips in a searing kiss. When he raised his head to grin at the blond, Lucius had to blink rapidly a few times to clear his head.

“Not that I'm complaining, because that was a wonderful ‘hello,’ but what on Earth did I do to deserve that?” He asked. “I shall endeavour to do it more often.”

Harry laughed. “That was for giving me that hint about Severus' nipples. I felt it was only fair that I thank you before he does, because according to him, his ‘thank you’ is coming with a side of maiming.” He told the man.

Lucius chuckled. “Yes, well, he knows better than to touch my face, so I will survive whatever torture he has planned for me.” He said.

“Oh, good.” Harry said brightly. “Because it is such a pretty face.”

“Is there another reason you’re here?” Lucius asked, glancing toward the chessboard.

Harry shook his head. “I've learned enough for now, we can continue playing once we know each other better. How much has Severus told you about my childhood?” He asked.

Lucius frowned. “Very little. Are you going to explain the scars I felt littering your back last time?” He asked Harry, eyes narrowing. “I wasn’t sure if I should bring them up or not, but I was certainly aware of them.”

Harry smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, I’m going to tell you a bit about my childhood, and it might explain to you why I'm going to get as clingy as I will once we take that last step and become sexually intimate.” He said. “Can we sit?”

Lucius took his usual chair and patted his lap, and Harry settled into it.

“Firstly, I lived with my Aunt, Uncle and cousin before I came here. They knew about magic, but hated it.” He explained.

Lucius sighed. “Ah, close-minded Muggles. My Father liked to bait them. He was reprimanded for it several times.”

Harry grinned. “Did he really?” He asked. “Anyway, they used to tell me magic wasn’t real, and they'd beat me for anything I did that I couldn’t explain.”

“How harshly?” Lucius asked, fingers tightening on Harry's hips.

Harry shrugged. “At first, it was only with Uncle Vernon’s belt, but he'd break the skin almost every time. Once Dudley turned eleven and started going to Smeltings, he'd use his stick to beat me, on Uncle Vernon's orders. He'd break the skin a lot, too.” He revealed. “By that time, Uncle Vernon had taken to calling it ‘beating the magic out of me.’ It, of course, never worked, but they gave it their best efforts.”

Lucius frowned. “You should never have been subjected to something like that.” He said.

“Well, we can’t change the past, and now that I need my mates around, I won’t be going back there, so the point is moot anyway.” Harry said lightly.

“My Father was also harsh with me. Never to the same extent, he never got physical, but he was displeased with me, all the same. He was disgusted with my attraction to other males, and told me in no uncertain terms that no son of his was going to publicly lie with other men. He set up the marriage contract with Narcissa a month after finding out, my fifth year. He also told me that any dalliances with males would not take place under his roof. So now I take an especial interest in bringing all my male lovers back home. I’ll have you there, once the Dark Lord is gone.” He promised. “He used cruciatus on me several times, trying to get the ‘gay’ out of me, but I held fast to my desires, despite the pain he heaped on me. I was never one to be untrue to myself. I can’t abide those that lie to themselves.”

Harry nodded in agreement. “I can understand that.”

“He's also the reason I have stayed out of Draco's love life. If he decides to take a wife, I will be happy, but if he decides to take a husband instead, I will not stand in the way of that. He can be with whomever he chooses. Of course, I do hope that if he chooses a man, it is one he can continue the family line with, but I would rather he be happy in whatever choice he makes than miserable and prolific.” He told Harry. “He can always choose to blood-adopt a child, if need be.”

“That’s very understanding of you.” Harry said, impressed.

Lucius smiled. “I have reason to be understanding with my son. I love him, and he is the only son I have. He is the future of the family, and it is a heavy burden to place on a child, but he bears it with dignity.” His eyes softened. “I am very proud of him.”

Harry leaned in and kissed him. “You’re a good man, Lucius. I’m honoured to have you as a mate.”

Lucius sighed, the smile still playing on his lips. “But not proud enough to take me to bed?” He teased.

Harry cocked his head and grinned back. “Actually, I was thinking that I'd very much like to do that, but there's no time. I'd want at least a full hour to properly fuck you, so make sure you tell Severus tomorrow that he won’t be welcome Saturday. I'm coming over after breakfast, and staying at least until lunch. Maybe later. We'll see when the time comes, yeah?”

Lucius' eyes gleamed in anticipation. “Oh, I will. I look forward to it.” He purred.

Harry leaned closer. “In the meantime, I need a feed.” He murmured.

Lucius closed the remaining distance and sealed his mouth to Harry's.

Harry took in his magic, the taste the same, but the tingle in his magic all but absent. He took a little bit and leaned back, sighing. “It's gone stagnant again.” He mourned.

Lucius frowned. “What?”

“If you haven’t had anything sexual in a while, your magic goes a little stagnant. It doesn’t fill me the same, and though it tastes the same, it feels wrong. I found out that it does that, and how to fix it, that day I gave you the blow-job. I'll need another feed after sex on Saturday.” Harry told him.

Lucius nodded. “Fine. We can add that in to our list of things to do on Saturday.”

Harry smiled. “Great. Now, I have defence with Hendricks in fifteen minutes, so if I leave right now, that gives me ten minutes to kiss and cuddle my dominant before class. I'll see you Saturday!” Harry said brightly before getting up and leaving the room.

Lucius hummed, tracing his lips. He was quite looking forward to the weekend.

*****

Harry came to the classroom door, panting.

Blaise smiled at him. “Have a nice talk?” He asked.

Harry nodded. “I’m going to fuck him Saturday.” He said quietly.

“Lalalala, so didn’t need to hear that!” Draco said, covering his ears.

Harry and Blaise chuckled.

“Sorry.” Harry said once Draco had uncovered his ears, glaring at him. “Didn’t see you there.”

Draco sighed and crossed his arms. “You didn’t look, you just started talking.” He snapped.

Blaise wrapped his arms around Harry and whispered in his ear, “He'll get over it, gorgeous. He just needs time.”

“I'll keep an eye out for you from now on, alright?” Harry asked.

Draco looked mollified. “It's a start.” He said.

Blaise leaned in and nibbled Harry's lower lip. “So I was thinking for tonight, we could do something… A little dangerous.” He whispered, laying a hand on Harry's chest and sliding it up to his neck, applying gentle pressure. He smiled when Harry’s breathing hitched and his pupils dilated.

Harry nodded. “We can try it.” He whispered back.

Draco made a face. “Don’t really need those visuals, either.” He muttered.

Blaise turned around and flatly told him, “Then stop listening in! Morgana, how many times do we have to go over this?!”

“How many times are you going to forget to keep your private conversations private?!” Draco snapped back at him.

Blaise scowled. “I’m not holding you at wand point demanding you listen, so I know perfectly well that you could ignore us. You're bloody good at ignoring me!”

“I’m standing right here!” Draco yelled.

Blaise turned back to Harry with a muttered, “And whose fault is that?” He leaned in for another kiss.

“Boys, this is not the time, nor the place.” Hendricks said, sounding less amused, but still in a good mood, thankfully. “Although it is nice to see young love flourishing. Again, you’re sitting separately.” She said, letting the students in.

Harry, red-faced and sheepish, sat next to Hermione, Ron taking the seat beside Neville today.

“So, you looked awful cosy with Blaise today. But why did he put his hand around your neck?” She asked.

Harry flushed. “He's… Well, it’s called breathplay, I think. We're going to try it tonight. He won't hurt me, don’t worry, he knows how to make it safe. He's… A special kind of dominant.”

“Oh.” Hermione said, eyes widening in realization. “He's a Dom? As in, BDSM?” She asked.

Harry nodded. “Yes, and we've got rules, I’ve got a safeword, and he never does anything without making sure I’m okay with it.”

“Sounds like you’re playing by the rules, then. As long as he's treating you well, I see no problems with indulging in an alternative lifestyle. So long as it's working for you both.” She said simply.

Harry nodded, smiling. “He's great to me. I’m very happy with him—with all my mates.” He amended.

Hermione nodded. “And that's the most important thing.” She said.
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