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I’m not a native speaker of English.

Thanks a lot to my beta, mrequecky, for correcting this chapter!

Dear readers,

I realized that some of your would just prefer to read Slash or Het. I had to choose a category for this story but there is equally SS/NL, SS/DM, DM/NL, HG/FG, HG/OC, and some threesomes and more. So I decided to tell you which persons will take part in a chapter and which will have sexual interactions in the chapter (this you will find under pairings). And of cause all the warnings that I think should be placed for the chapters. I hope you will like that system. Let me know!

AgainAndAgain

Characters: Fenir, Hermione, Severus, Neville

Pairings: Slash: SS/NL Het: FG/HG

Warnings: fingering, het, slash, frottage, 'exhibitionism', humiliation, D/s

Chapter 4 – The Bath

Hermione clung to her sheet when Fenrir put her down after entering the big bathroom. It was more like a big spa; six big whirlpools and one big swimming pool. Wooden banks stood around them. Each whirlpool had a small shelf next to it on which several bath utensils stood, some flasks, which Hermione couldn't identify from the distance, and towels.

Ages and Miller hadn't come with them to the bath, and the two mothers that were washing their children in one of the whirlpools, quickly gathered their children and things and headed out of the bathroom when they saw Fenrir and Severus enter with the two new subs. So now Hermione was alone in the big room full of humid air with Fenrir, Severus and Neville.

“We take this one,” Fenrir stated and pointed at a whirlpool to the left. Hermione shivered and looked worriedly down at her bandaged feet.

“The bandages are waterproof, Hermione,” Severus commented while he was guiding Neville to a pool further into the room.

Hermione jumped when Fenrir took the sheet from her, and she quickly covered her nudity with her hands.

Fenrir rolled his eyes, seeing her antics. The frown on his face quickly changed into a grin when Hermione's eyes became bigger and bigger as he undressed. When he finally pulled down his pants, she quickly looked away. Unfortunately her gaze fell on the naked Severus, who followed Neville into the whirlpool two pools further into the room. Her heart stopped, and she didn't know where to look. So all she could do was closing her eyes.

A chuckle beside her told her that Fenrir had finished undressing. Unceremoniously he scooped her up in his arms and trapped his erection between his stomach and her hip. Hermione thought she would die of embarrassment and fear.

When the warm water caressed her abused skin, she couldn't stop a moan, and when Fenrir drew back from her, she relaxed against the wall of the whirlpool. The pool was still, and Hermione knew that Fenrir had a perfect view of her body now, and she would have the same of him if she dared to open her eyes.

“You can't keep them close all the time, or...” He paused shortly. “- or you won't see what I will do to you.”

That made her snap open her eyes, and he chuckled deeply. “Stay put, I will get shampoo and soap.” He turned to the small shelf at the other side of the pool, and Hermione used the chance to look around. Severus was close to Neville's face, obviously whispering something in his ear. It should disturb her much more than it really did. Everything should disturb her much more, but something inside of her made her relax and feel safe against her will.

Fenrir was still rummaging in the shelf when Hermione's eyes fell on one of the other pools, the one in the corner a bit to the side. Her heart sank. Over the middle of the pool a long chain was hanging from the ceiling. At the end were cuffs. The same cuffs were on several places on the edge of the pool as well. On the shelf close to that pool were several items that overwhelmed her with fear again. But the things that most frightened her were the two phalluses that were attached to the edge of the pool.

“Don't trouble your brain with things that are far in the future, pup,” Fenrir said. It was clear that he tried to speak comfortingly and that it was something very unusual for him. The twitching motion under the water between Fenrir's legs made Hermione realize that Fenrir wasn't at all disturbed by the items of the other pool. Why would he. Maybe he had even placed them there. “Shh,” Fenrir said and gently traced her lips with his thumb. “I would never hurt you, pup, and I will let nobody else hurt you.”

Hermione couldn't believe him, her brain was fighting the stupid fluffy feeling in her stomach that tried to suggest to her that everything would be all right. How could it be all right when she now was the sex toy of a whole clan of horny werewolves?

Fenrir gave up to comfort her and instead started to wash her.

“I can do this myself,” Hermione said and tried to stop his hands.

Fenrir growled. “I'm your alpha, and I have to take care of you. Whenever I'm around, I will wash you.”

Hermione gulped and let her hands fall to her side.

“Much better,” Fenrir said, trying to smile a bit at her to show her how happy he was with her obedience.

Hermione's mind was a mess. Her feelings were too confusing. She was exhausted, and so she just let him wash her. He lingered especially long at her breasts. He massaged them and teased her nibbles until they stood out proudly. Hermione bit her bottom lip to stay silent. He was too fascinated with her breasts as to notice this. When he finally was able to give up his caresses, he lifted her onto a small pedestal shortly under the surface. Surely it was made for the children. Hermione covered her breasts again, now that her upper body was out of the water. She nervously looked over to the door. The grunting from the other pool made sure she wouldn't look in that direction.

Meanwhile Fenrir was washing her legs, and when he pulled her forward and made her lean back, he had Hermione's full attention again. One last time she weakly tried to push his hands away without success. To her great surprise, he cleaned her thoroughly but didn't linger unnecessarily long down there. Gently he lifted her from the pedestal and placed her onto the deeper step again. Hermione relaxed now that her breasts were covered with water. Fenrir thrust a flask into her hands. “Here! I don't know how to wash this bush of hair without entangling it too much. You need to wash it yourself.” He sat down at the lower step into the water and leaned back to watch her.

Glad to be allowed to wash her hair alone, she grabbed the shampoo. The water was already very dirty, but nevertheless Hermione could see Fenrir stroking himself when she looked at him after rinsing her hair. She stopped paralyzed and stared at him.

“Finished?” Fenrir asked out of breath.

Hermione didn't know what to say. Yes, she was finished, but what would happen if she told him that? Hermione wasn't ready to loose her virginity now, and to him, and in a dirty whirlpool.

“Hmm, it seems you are,” Fenrir said, amused, and leaned over to push a blue button on the small console a few inches away from the edge. Suddenly Hermione could feel magic around her and the water became clear again. Surprised, Hermione stared at Fenrir. A combination between a Muggle technique and magic. She had never seen anything like that in her life. Before she could wonder about it more, Fenrir was suddenly close in front of her and scooped her up to lift her onto the lower step into the pool again. He leaned over and started to kiss her and to Hermione's embarrassment she enjoyed it. What was wrong with her?

Fenrir explored her mouth carefully. The urge to protect her was something very new to him. He was an alpha and most of his thoughts were about keeping his pack safe and happy and providing them with everything they needed, but the need to care for Hermione was something very new. It was as if she was made of thin glass, and it would hurt him more than her if she was in pain or hungry or unhappy. Therefore he tried hard to take it slow, even though he wished he could plunge his member into her now and there. She was so beautiful. Severus' damn moans were making him even more horny, and Neville's small cries and moans made Fenrir almost soil the water.

Hermione's heart beat faster; her mind was screaming at her to make him stop, but her body enjoyed his caresses. His big hands on her small breast felt wonderful, and he kissed amazingly. Only when he grabbed her bum and pulled her from the step close to his groin, she stopped responding to his kiss and pleaded, “Please don't, I'm scared.”

Fenrir groaned. “I won't take your virginity now, pup. Relax. I just need to relieve some tension. Looking at your beautiful body has made me painfully hard for over an hour now.” He pulled her closer, and Hermione squeaked surprised when his erection was pressed hard against her clit. Damn that felt great.

“Oh Merlin,” she moaned.

Fenrir grinned against her neck and gently nibbed at it. “That's more like the reaction I want from you. Relax, I will not penetrate you. You have my word.”

Hermione hoped that he would hold to his promise, and that fluffy thing inside of her made her relax and feel safe. When Fenrir started to thrust against her and because he was stroking her clit with each thrust, she couldn't stop moaning in pleasure. Encouraged by her moans Fenrir sped up a bit. Hermione couldn't keep her feet hanging any longer, hence she wrapped them around his hips and got a moan from him in response.

“Yes,” he whispered hoarsely.

Hermione was lost in her feelings. She had pleasured herself a few times before, but she had never been very satisfied by it. The feeling had been nice, but she could never understand why some of the other girls made such a big deal about it. With Fenrir stroking her down there it was something totally different. She couldn't predict the moves, and so it was much more exciting than touching herself. She was lost in her good feelings when Fenrir started to play around with her back entrance. That made her stiffen.

In response he bit her lightly on the shoulder. “Relax, pup. I will not penetrate you there either. I just want to play around,” Fenrir said as he released her skin from between his teeth again.

How can a bite feel so good? It seemed her whole body had gone slack when he had started biting her. She tried to stay relaxed when he stopped biting her, but it cost her some will due to the finger which was drawing small circles around her entrance and which from time to time prodded it teasingly. After a while she had to admit that she liked it, and the steady pressure to her clit made her whole body tingle. Suddenly she had the feeling she needed to pee and stiffened again.

Fenrir groaned frustrated. It had cost him all his willpower not to come before her. “Relax, pup.”

“I...(moan) oh Merlin, I need (moan) to...”

“- Come. That's all that you need to do, pup. So (thrust) stop (thrust) to think (thrust and moan) so much,” Fenrir said and thrust one final time against her, and she shuddered beneath him. She screamed her release and convulsed violently. Just seeing her ecstasy made him come without thrusting another time. When he had calmed down enough, he leaned over Hermione's exhausted form and kissed her gently again. “You are so beautiful, pup.”

Hermione couldn't say anything. She was totally exhausted. That had been the first orgasm in her life, and she had the feeling her heart had taken serious damage from it. She didn't protest when Fenrir lifted her in his arms again and wrapped her into a towel. By the time he had carried her out of the bathroom, she was already fast asleep.

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Severus led Neville over to the pool farthest away from Fenrir and Hermione. Even though Severus felt like a full-flesh werewolf, he had never understood the desire to mate in front of others. It didn't disturb him; his life as a Death Eater had made him almost immune to all kinds of embarrassment, but he preferred to be in private while he enjoyed one of the subs. In Neville's case he even wanted the boy to feel as comfortable as possible. Why? He didn't know. It was strange, but it didn't trouble him. He would have loved to watch Fenrir with Hermione. Yes, he enjoyed that the others loved to couple so openly, but his own desire to get release was much bigger at the moment, and he had his cute little sub close by. Why should he be satisfied with watching then?

Neville felt like crying again. He had seen all the items of the pool with the chain and cuffs and now he was afraid Severus would lead him over to them. To his relief, Severus went to a 'normal' whirlpool. While his eyes were busy exploring the rest of the room, Neville didn't notice that Severus undressed himself.

“You don't need this, Neville,” Severus said when he was naked and while he was peeling the blanket from Neville's shoulders. Neville was too afraid to protest – or was he feeling safe with Severus? A naked Severus?

Neville shivered and tried to show as little as possible of his body to Severus' prying eyes.

“I have already told you that this modesty won't be necessary from now on. I fear a few other dominants will be even annoyed by it. So try to stop it, Neville,” Severus said seriously while he was moving Neville's hands away from his groin. Then he guided Neville into the pool, in hope he would relax more when the water was around him. The bathroom was very popular with the submissives of the clan, and Severus hoped Neville would like it as well.

“Merlin, Neville, you are so beautiful, how is it that I have never noticed this before?” Severus breathed into Neville's ear after he had placed him against the edge, pinning him with his body against the wall of the pool. The pools were deep; the water reached Severus' chest and if Neville stood in the middle, it would reach his shoulders. Werewolf children can swim naturally, so nobody needed to worry that one of them would drown while bathing. They were also taught to obey the few rules in the pack which were there for them. The children were allowed to do almost anything as long as an adult, and in preference a dominant, was around, but they knew very well to obey commands when they were given. So only very troublesome children tried to jump from the children's pedestal which was in each pool except for the adult-pool. Even though the children would have loved to play with the chains and the cuffs they were never allowed into the adults' pool. And nobody ever explained to them what the chain and the other stuff was good for. The steps in the water on which the adults could sit were big enough to stand comfortably on as well, and most of the kids were big enough to reach the surface while standing on them.

Neville couldn't see his own body because Severus almost lay on him, but he knew that his member started to harden again.

Severus leaned in and kissed Neville sensually. Neville's sweet mouth tasted like chocolate to Severus, and the meowing sound Neville made let Severus' member swell even more painfully than it had during the last hour. He cupped Neville's ass and pulled him closer. Neville's arms were clawing at the edge of the whirlpool for balance. “I need to clean you first,” Severus said almost snarlingly, because he was already regretting it deeply. He would prefer to do a thousand other things with the delicious sub than just washing him.

“Before what?” Neville asked fearfully, when he finally found the courage to speak again.

Severus leered at him. “Before I take pleasure from your body and give yours pleasure in return.”

Neville's fear became even bigger. His erection started to soften, and he must have given himself away by expression or smell or whatever because Severus looked angrily at him for the first time. It looked as if he wanted to say something, but then he turned to get some things from the shelf. The flasks were placed on the edge and without warning Severus grabbed Neville around his hips and placed him on his lap while he was sitting down on the underwater step.

Neville tried to wriggle away, feeling Severus erection poke his lower back. He feared Severus would lift him any moment and place him unprepared on his cock.

“Relax,” Severus commanded and pulled Neville's back closer against his chest. “I will wash your hair now.” That was quickly done, and Severus started to wash Neville's body. Everything was washed very quickly except for Neville's groin, which Severus kept for the end. He placed Neville on the children seat that was only a few inches into the water and spread his legs. “Don't dare to close them, Neville,” Severus said and looked warningly at Neville the moment the boy tried it. “Turn a bit and place one of your feet up here.” He gestured to the pool edge.

Shyly Neville did as Severus told him. The man was very bossy, and Neville didn't want to make him more angry than he already was. Still everything he could think about was what would happen after the washing. He was very scared. The examination had hurt; how much would it hurt if Severus put this monster cock inside of him. Neville hadn't been able to avoid looking at it before they had stepped into the pool. It was thin, but very long. Neville had the feeling it was almost twice as long as his member. This thought made him aware of his little problem down there, and he felt even more ashamed being on display like this. Why did he have to land in a clan of werewolves with monster cocks while his own penis was so small. They would all laugh about him.

Severus scooped some soap on his hand and started to wash Neville's sac and his penis. After rinsing it off, he made Neville scoop over the edge and cleaned his rear. “Stay put,” he commanded when he was finished. He pressed one of the buttons on the console beside the pool and all the bubbles that had appeared during the washing disappeared. Then Severus pressed another button and the whirlpool came alive. Bubbles over bubbles came up, and Neville squeaked in surprise. That made Severus smile again. It was agony to listen to all the horrible, frightful thoughts in Neville's mind, but he wanted to know what he was thinking. Neville's surprise had vanished these thoughts out of his head for a moment.

Severus came over to Neville again and saw how much the boy fought to not close his eyes. Neville was like a frightened mouse staring at a cat, which was coming closer and closer. Severus grabbed for the third flask and spread the content over his whole right hand. Then he chanted an incantation wandlessly.

Neville had no idea what it was. “Wandless magic?” he asked carefully, hoping that wouldn't anger Severus.

“Yes, it will make the lube stay on my hand even under water,” Severus said and grabbed Neville's half erect penis. The stupid thing just couldn't decide whether it wanted to be afraid and limb, or aroused and erect. That quickly changed under the experienced hands of Severus. Quickly Neville was fully erect and panting.

“I... Professor please don't... Oh Merlin (moan)...”

“I'm no longer your professor, Neville. If you don't stop calling me professor or sir, I will call you just sub and not Neville. Address me as beta or head beta.” Severus sped up and grinned at the wriggling beauty in front of him. Merlin, he would love to take this beautiful cock into his mouth and suck it until Neville came. No, he wanted to go slowly and make Neville feel comfortable. There would still be enough time in the next days to explore his lovely body closer. When Neville was moaning and twitching like crazy, Severus lifted him off the pedestal and pressed him close to his body. “Wrap your legs around me!” Severus panted.

Neville whimpered. The fear was back. Surely Severus would hurt him with his monster cock now.

Groaning frustratedly, Severus grabbed for Neville's legs and pulled them around his hips on his own. That made Neville grab for Severus' neck because he could not reach the edge of the pool and needed something to hold on to. “Please don't,” Neville pleaded miserably and laid his head against Severus' shoulder.

Severus sighed, annoyed. “Relax, damn it, I'm not fucking you today. I just want the two of us to loose some tension. I fear I will have blue balls if I don't get off now.” With that he positioned Neville so that there erections were touching each other. Neville's moan and the awesome feeling when their members met and rubbed against each other made Severus legs turn into jelly. Quickly Severus decided it would be easier to rest Neville's back against the edge. He cursed that he wasn't in the adult pool where soft parts were added at two places on the edge for such events. Now he needed to thrust very carefully to not hurt Neville with the edge of the pool. Nevertheless, he rested Neville so that he was reclining now. “Try to put your elbows up here so your back won't get hurt.”

Neville could only hear muffled sounds from Severus. The pleasure he was feeling in his lower region was overpowering everything else. He needed to come. He did what Severus told him, but at the moment he didn't care if his back got hurt or not, he just wanted Severus to move again. Then he did something that surprised himself. He thrust against Severus impatiently.

Severus moaned and stilled, but Neville didn't stop and started to rub himself against Severus. If he let him do this he would come before Neville and that wasn't allowed to happen. So he grabbed Neville's hips. “My pace, Neville!”

Neville whimpered and made pleading noises in the back of his throat. He didn't know how he produced them, but they definitely had an effect on his beta.

“Oh Merlin, you will be my death,” Severus groaned and positioned Neville better. His left hand grabbed Neville's lower back and the other grabbed deeper to tease Neville's pucker. That sobered the boy a bit, and he stopped thrusting on his own.

“You promised,” Neville whispered pleadingly.

“I said I won't fuck you, not that I won't finger you. Now shut up, protest when I hurt you and not before,” Severus commanded impatiently. The pressure in his groin was unbearable. Thanks to the waterproof charm, his right hand was still slick, and so Severus could easily tease Neville's hole. He drew small circles around it until Neville relaxed and started to moan again. Whether it was from the thrusting of his member against Neville's or from his finger at Neville's ass, Severus didn't know and didn't care. Finally he dared to prod the tight entrance a bit more. Neville stiffened, but didn't say anything in protest. Severus was close, and he could feel Neville getting close as well. The moment he could feel that Neville reached his climax, he shoved his finger in to the second knuckle. The hole clenched around Severus' finger like a guillotine during Neville's climax, and Neville's jerking against Severus member made Severus loose all control, and he came in a enormous spurt, having trouble to hold himself and Neville up. That had been a bone crashing orgasm for just frottage. Severus was in bliss.

Neville had meanwhile lost consciousness during his orgasm. The moment Severus had shoved his finger into him there was only pleasure, unbearable pleasure. Every time he would look at Severus long elegant finger from then on, he would think of it being in his ass like a second ago. This was pure bliss, but for today it was too much. His body was too exhausted, and so he blacked out.

Severus lifted Neville in his arms. He only wrapped a towel around his own hips; as head beta and a dominant he wasn't allowed to run around nude in case that one of the children was still around. Neville would be no problem. The kids were used to nude submissives and even lower and young dominants, who often had problems to control there libido. It was inevitable that from time to time a child would step into a situation where it would find naked dominants, but they knew they had to leave immediately when they stumbled in on something like that.

So Severus carried a nude Neville through the upper floor, down to the second floor where his pack lived. When he saw Neville snuggle into his bed clothes and breathing in his scent, Severus wished he could already join Neville in his bed, but he knew that with two new members in their clan, the three pack leaders and the eldest had to meet to discuss it. The betas and especially the head beta needed to be there as well. Fenrir had already been out of the bath when he finished with Neville, and so the eldest were surely already waiting for him. Severus needed to hurry if he didn't want to get these mocking grins from the others as Fenrir had got a few hours ago. Yes, Severus had to admit it was very funny to see the cold, distant Fenrir behaving like a real mate. He had always made it so clear that he would never fall for a mate. The super subs were there to fuck and relieve some tension and that was it. So it seemed Fenrir had been proven wrong by himself. One last kiss to Neville's forehead, and Severus quickly dressed and left. Kissing his forehead, damn, what was he thinking. Yes, if he didn't look out, he would be at the receiving end of those mocks very soon, too.

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