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Junkies	By : goldhorse Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 134120 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 20
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter franchise. JK Rowling does. I make no money doing this. I just do it to keep the plot bunnies from strangling me at night.

Chapter List
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Hermione thought she should have known better than to think Snape was simply rewarding them for good behavior during their punishment. No, this was the true punishment. Snape entered her in one smooth thrust and she couldn’t help but groan in pain and pleasure as Snape wrapped her legs around his waist. He’d already taken Draco and her in turn three times a piece. At least she thought it was three. She might have missed something when she blacked out, not that Snape let her stay that for more than a minute. He’d even poured a stamina potion down their throats after the first time he revived them. It kept them excited and conscious and hadn’t worn off yet.
A cry spilled through her lips as Snape picked her up and eased her arse on top of Draco, grabbing the blond’s cock and holding it steady as it slid inside her already thoroughly plundered hole. Snape had taken her there first, holding her mark with steady pleasure as he pumped into her with fierce speed at the same time he was fisting an already spent Draco. Now she shivered at the squelching sound of Draco’s balls hitting her cum coated thighs. While Snape had cast cleansing charms inside them to prevent cross contamination, he hadn’t bothered to clean the outside. As a result, the cooling and sticky cum made lewd sounds as Snape plowed into her and controlled her movements while Draco bucked his hips.
The pleasure pulses in her groin came to a crescendo and Draco stiffened underneath her and gave a cry as he shuddered, spilling his seed again. Her breath caught in her throat as her climax rushed through her, causing her back to arch and her whole body to shutter in ecstasy. Snape continued to thrust, never letting up on either of them. He picked Hermione’s hips up and shoved her back down, plunging deeper as Draco bottomed out. She was tired, so tired. Her body ached. She knew Draco was hurting. His whimpers of pain were telling. But it still felt so good. She could easily die during this punishment without a care. Could one die from pleasure? She went over again, taking Draco with her with a faint whimper.
“We’re not done yet,” Snape whispered, waving a hand at Draco.
“Oh fuck!” Draco whimpered, winding his hips as Snape increased the pace.
Hermione felt a little sorry for Draco then. Snape had cast the spell that let them both feel his cock at the same time. No doubt Draco’s arse was already sore from the previous reamings he’d received, but the phantom cock hit all the spots mercilessly. She knew from experience. Snape had used it on her the second time he’d taken them that night. And now they both were working their way to another crest. Snape pushed her down to lay on top of Draco, back to chest, and nodded at the picture it presented. Snape grabbed their left hands, twisting their arms to where the major veins in their wrists lined up. Just as the hit the peak again, he bit, drinking deeply from them while bucking his hips as they went over, screaming soundlessly. The world finally spun and went dark.
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“Ready for more?” Snape purred as Hermione blinked and tried to adjust to the dim lighting in the bedroom.
“M-more?” she asked weakly, her whole body screaming in pain.
Snape chuckled and shifted to stand, revealing that he was dressed in only trousers. Draco whimpered behind her when Snape reached out and ran hand down their sides. Somehow, they’d both managed to spoon next to him. Hermione wasn’t able to do much different, panting in fear, pain, and the knowledge that she would try again to please him.
Snape sighed and admired them for a while more before standing. “A bath, I think.”
“Master?” Draco croaked.
Snape’s face softened, his hand gently rubbing circles on their hips. “Punishment is truly over now. Allow me to take care of you.”
They tried to shift and stand but it was pointless. Every muscle in their bodies had been pushed to the limit, leaving them boneless, sated, and too weak to move. Snape left without a word and they froze in fear. What would he do if they didn’t follow? They tried again but didn’t make it, collapsing in a tangle of limbs on the side of the bed. Not wanting to anger their Master, they lunged to the side, falling to the floor in a heap.
Snape came in a moment later to find them trying to untangle themselves with no luck. Hermione had managed to get her leg pinned underneath Draco’s hip and he couldn’t move because his leg was pinned under her shoulder. Their arms were tangled beneath each other and they were so weak they couldn’t pull away. Their Master sighed and picked Hermione up, setting her on the bed before doing the same with Draco.
“I didn’t tell you to try to kill yourselves trying to follow me.”
“But-“
“Shush,” Snape said, putting a finger over Hermione’s mouth to silence her question. “I meant it. Punishment is over. No more orders.”
They went silent as Snape first picked Draco up and carried him to the loo as if he were a rag doll. He came back for Hermione a few moments later, gently maneuvering her through the door. The bathroom had been altered, allowing for a giant round tub big enough for four people. Draco was already leaning against the side, shoulder deep in luxurious bubbles and mint scented water. Snape sat her a few feet away, maneuvering her until she was a few feet away from Draco and leaning up against the side. Surprisingly, the porcelain not covered by water was warm, providing comfort to her aching back. The water was somewhere between warm and hot, but it didn’t sting the welts that were still prominent on her body. She inhaled the smells of mint, eucalyptus and something else, relaxing her further.
“It’s an aloe based extract,” Snape said as he stripped out of his trousers and gingerly got into the tub. “The mint soothes and cools the skin. There are also several healing agents and a muscle relaxer.”
“Aren’t you worried about it affecting you?” she slurred, noticing the water had the same effect that alcohol had, providing a pleasant buzz and a warm fuzzy feeling.
“Not particularly,” Snape said, shifting to sit between them. He drew them both under his arms, letting them rest on his chest as he trickled water over their shoulders with his hands. “Vampires are immune to most drugs, potions, and herbs. It’s a rather dull existence.”
“Surely it isn’t all bad,” Draco murmured, his words running together almost illegibly.
“Not anymore,” Snape said quietly, running a hand down their backs. “Now be quiet and allow the water to work.”
Draco shifted uncomfortably after a while. “Can’t.”
“Why not?” Snape asked in amusement.
“Horny,” Draco whined. “How can I still be horny?”
“You might still have traces of the potion running through your veins,” Snape said thoughtfully. “It would make sense. You’re low on blood and you haven’t eaten or drank since we started. It would take a while for the potion to work its way out of your system by sheer exertion alone.”
“Not fair,” Draco moaned when Snape drew his hand down his chest.
Snape chuckled and urged Draco on his lap, facing outward. “Who said anything about playing fair?”
“You said punishment was over,” Draco grumbled, gasping when Snape gently lowered him onto his cock.
“And it is,” Snape said. “You said you were horny. I’m merely giving you what you desire.”
“But I’m so tired,” Draco complained even as he gasped in pleasure.
Hermione scooted over to allow Snape both hands in which to explore Draco’s chest. It was a glorious site, toned muscles sprinkled with the lightest dusting of platinum hair just a shade or two darker than the hair on Draco’s head. She sighed as Snape reached up to tease Draco’s pale pink nipples, gently pinching and pulling, making Draco’s hips buck of their own accord. Her core clenched at the site, intensifying when Snape pulled Draco’s long blond hair to the side so he could nibble on his neck.
She had to agree with Draco then. It wasn’t fair. She was horny now but she knew that it would burn something fierce. But as Snape started caressing Draco’s abdomen, headed lower, she couldn’t stop the moan of appreciation. Snape was masterful with his hands. Draco was already putty. He’d be goo by the time Snape finished with him this time.
“Feeling left out pet?”
Hermione jumped, startled when Snape’s hand closed over her breast. “Master?”
Snape smirked and grabbed her arm and pulled her over to them. “You can’t fool me. Why try?”
“I’m… sore,” she whispered.
Snape sighed. “The water should have helped. Come now.”
She bit her lap but allowed herself to be pulled on top of them, straddling Draco’s lap. It was sort of awkward since Draco was already straddling Snape’s legs, spread as wide as he could so Snape could move. She finally allowed Draco to brace her lower back as she wrapped her legs around them both. She arched and let the water take the brunt of her upper body weight as Draco guided her onto his throbbing member. It burned as he slid in but it wasn’t anything like she was expecting. It was almost….
“Fuck,” Draco whispered as he slid in to the hilt.
She had to agree. Snape’s arms came around Draco’s, bracing her lower back and allowing Draco to reach up and massage her aching breasts. He was careful to avoid the worst of the whip marks. They moved together slowly, enjoying the closeness and the pulses of pleasure that movement afforded them. This was a change from hard and rough, and it was perfect. She found herself caring less and less about labels and naming emotions. Snape was right. It was what it was and anyone who didn’t like it could jolly well fuck off. That thought sent her spinning off the edge of bliss, Draco’s bucking hips signaling his completion. But Snape’s sexy groan was too much. Her vision blurred and went black.
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Hermione jerked awake at the sound of the door opening. It took her a few minutes to realize that she was in Snape’s bed, her head resting on Draco’s naked chest. She wracked her brain to remember how she’d gotten there. It came in fuzzy snippets, the spanking, the crawling, the whipping, the wax, the edging, and the never ending orgasms. Then there was the tub, the soothing herbs and potions and Snape’s gentle caresses and the absentminded kisses he dropped on her and Draco’s foreheads as they allowed the potions to work. Then their gentle sex session that was uncomfortably close to a word she still shied away from. She must have fallen asleep in the bath.
“Good morning lazy bones,” Snape purred as she strained to see him in the darkness.
“Master?” she croaked, having to swallow a few times to work up enough spit to drive away the horrible cotton mouth she’d gotten.
“You remember me, eh?” Snape drawled. He lit a candle. Amusement danced in his eyes. “Are you able to move?”
She tried to sit up and groaned, every muscle in her body protesting. It was even worse than the first time she’d woken up, or come to, or whatever. The whip marks felt like a thousand needles stinging her as the sheets slid over them and her bum ached. The water had worked well but it hadn’t healed her. Still, if he hadn’t given them the bath, she’d probably be in agony right now.
“Do you need help?” Snape asked quietly.
She shook her head stubbornly and forced her muscles to obey her. She’d fought through worse pain. She could handle this. It wasn’t easy. By the time she was sitting up, she had to lean against the headboard to rest. Draco had woken during her trek, watching her solemnly but not moving. He probably felt just as bad.
“Good girl,” Snape purred, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “Draco?”
Draco grunted and huffed and puffed and grumbled under his breath but he managed to sit up and drag himself up to lean against the headboard. Snape gave him a kiss on his forehead as a reward. Snape took his time examining them, making sure that the damage wasn’t too great and could be easily healed. After all, McGonagall had said whole and healthy, and they were all certain that included the ability to ambulate without assistance.
“What time is it?” Draco mumbled in between heavy pants.
“Around noon,” Snape said softly.
“The sunlight!” Hermione protested weakly.
“I’ve taken precautions,” Snape said. “The windows are heavily draped and spelled to keep the light at bay. Of course, no house is going to be completely dark. Still, I can withstand small amounts of sunlight, but it is wise to stay clear. Now, how are you both feeling?”
Draco smirked. “We’ve already done more than whimper and flinch.”
Snape’s lips curved into a wicked smile. “So you have. I suppose a reward is in order… and I have just the thing.”
“What?” Hermione asked quietly.
Snape’s smile turned into a smirk. “You’ll have to wait until tonight to see. For now, I’ve drawn you both another bath. There will be no fucking. Simply relax and let the water do its job. Are you hungry?”
“Now that you mention it,” Draco said, frowning when his stomach growled. Hermione blushed when her stomach answered with a growl of its own.
Snape’s eyes twinkled. “I’ll bring up both something to eat first. Stay here until I get back. Your reward will come tonight. Best rest up until then.”
Hermione waited until he was gone to turn and snuggle into Draco’s chest. “What do you think our reward will be?”
Draco shrugged and then groaned before putting his arm around her. “Not a clue. But If I know Snape, it’ll definitely be worth it.

AN: Any guesses as to what the reward is? *evil grin*
Whoo guys. I thought I was going to make it through summer without a major family health scare. No such luck. Took a while to sort it out, so I'm sorry this took so long. But, I think I might be back on track. As always, thanks to everyone who reviewed. I hope you haven't lost faith in me yet. Keep those reviews coming and let me know how I'm doing. Until next time... love you guys!
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