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Look who's Stalking 2 - Fantasies Fulfilled	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 28863 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sirius stood, shoulder leaning casually against the door frame, eyes gleaming with their usual mischief.

Draco scrambled to cover himself, Harry pulling a pillow over his groin.

Sirius laughed, a low chuckle.

“Oh boys, don’t get dressed on my account, I’ve already seen it all, fantastic show you put on there…bravo.” He finished with a little clap of his hands.

Severus spluttered indignantly, jumped off the bed, unmindful of his nakedness.

Draco found himself hardening under the sheet now covering him. Turned on by not only the sight of a naked Severus but by Sirius’ words.

He watched me fuck a wolf. Oh god..

His attention returned to the raising of voices, Severus having pinned Sirius to the doorframe, Sirius was laughing, not seeming to be upset in the slightest by Severus’ behaviour.

“Calm down, Snivellous!” His voice though full of laughter , had an edge underneath it.

Having realized that Sirius’ good humour would only last so long, Remus wearily got up from the bed and staggered towards them.

“Stop,” the two men ignored him, Severus glaring at Sirius, his fist clenching harder at the lapel of his jacket, knuckle white with rage. Sirius’ laughing eyes now burning with a rapidly growing anger, “STOP!” the obvious annoyance in Remus’ voice tempered by how tired he sounded.

Sirius broke eye contact and looked at him, eyes softening, jaw unclenching, harshly he shoved Severus away. He marched over and gently enveloped his lover in a hug.

“Sorry Remi.” Draco heard his sheepish apology.

Severus huffed, and stomped back to Draco and Harry on the bed.

“Get dressed, we are leaving!” His voice brooking no argument from the two men on the bed.

Draco felt strangely disappointed but prepared to get up and do as he had been told. Harry on the other hand had no such intention.

“No.” no argument in his tone, just a flat out refusal.

Severus froze for a second, trousers up but still unzipped, chest still bare.

“I beg your pardon, this matter is not up for discussion.”

Draco could hear the anger bubbling just under the surface, waiting to erupt. He turned to see Sirius and Remus with worried expressions across the faces, an expression that his own face was mirroring.

“We talked about my fantasy, you never said no.” Harry said in a quiet tone, making it clear that he knew what he wanted.

Surprised, Draco felt a look of confusion cross his face, they had never discussed their fantasies when he had revealed his.

Severus had told him that they had fulfilled all of his, just having the two of them warming his bed was enough for him. Draco found himself smiling at the memory.

Flashback

Draco had never felt so nervous, approaching Severus’ private quarters with trepidation.

The stalking incident as he now referred to it, only to himself of course had taken place two days ago. That glorious night that his body was still sore from, a pleasant ache that made him harden instantly when he thought about the things they had done.

The next day, they had parted reluctantly, long draw out goodbye kisses that had nearly led to more sex. Severus reminding them that they could not stay, they would be missed but he would contact them.

The two men, walking in silence to their respective common rooms, not an uncomfortable silence, in fact Draco felt more relaxed than he had in ages. They stood at the end of the corridor, the door within sight.

“Well Potter, this is my stop, I would invite you in but..”

Harry laughed, slapping his hand over his mouth to lessen the sound, it was five am but you never knew who could be lurking.

“Harry, call me Harry.” he said, still giggling, wiping his teary eyes.

“Mmmm.. not sure that’s a good idea.” Draco knew it sounded silly but old habits were finding it hard to die.

Harry looked annoyed for a second, then a sneaky smile crept onto his face, he leaned forward, his body pushing Draco into the wall behind his back.

“I’ve been inside you,” he purred, Draco’s cock, he thought was sated decided to perk up at the words, Harry’s hip pushing against it, the smile broadened, “And you’ve had that lovely cock deep in me.”

Draco grabbed at his shoulders, pushing into his hip more, his cock desperate for some friction, Harry pulled away, murmuring hotly into his ear.

“And I want to do it again, Draco.” deliberately dragging out his name, his breath tickling his ear, tongue darting out to lick the shell.

Draco moaned, getting the message finally, gasping out shrilly, heart stopping at how loud he sounded.

“Yes, yes I want you too…Harry” he yanked Harry to him, crushing their lips together, devouring each other.

A noise from further down the corridor making them spring apart, both panting, red faced, matching shocked expressions. The noise came again, this time clearly, they both pulled a face knowing what it meant.

MEEOUW

“Fucking Filch” Harry groaned out.

“Bloody Mrs Norris” Draco spat out, they both laughed.

Begrudgingly, they parted, Draco running to his common room door, Harry jogging away down the corridor, luckily in the opposite direction to Filch.

Both briefly turning to look at each other, Harry mouthing the words.

“I’ll owl you later.”

Draco nodded, smiling and watched him leave.

Harry had been true to his word, later that day during lunch, Draco having no appetite, sleepy and surprisingly horny, even though he had wanked that morning, the encounter in the corridor leaving him hard and aching for release.

A non descript brown owl swooped down, dropping a note in his food, with some disgust, he salvaged the note, wiping it on his napkin, turning to look around the great hall, trying not to make it obvious who he was looking at.

Harry sat with his friends, Ron to one side, talking ten to the dozen about something, Harry nodding in the right places, though Draco could tell his face looked lost in thought, as if psychic Harry’s eyes shot up, locking straight on to his, a small, happy smile lit up his face, a tiny wink in his direction and he returned his attention to the table.

Draco felt his heart sped up, Harry had seemed so pleased, emotions felt jumbled.

But I only wanted Severus… do I want Harry too?

Draco stood up, note now stuffed in his pocket, intending to take a walk to clear his head. Just outside the door, he removed the note.

Fancy a ride on my broom later?

9pm outside quidditch hut

H

Draco knew that the flutter of his heart had just answered the question.

Yes, I do

He could barely concentrate, lucky that it was Saturday, if he had any classes he would have failed them all.

Disappointed that he had not seen Severus all day, absent from all meals, Draco worried for a moment that maybe he had changed his mind.

“Sickle for your thoughts.” a quiet voice, breathed in his ear, he whirled around to see empty air.

Panicked for a second, he reached for his wand, feeling fingers run along the front of his robe, palming his cock, he sighed, a voice chuckled, the sound muffled, then suddenly the rustle of fabric and Harry stood before him, cheeky smile on his face.

Without a second thought he launched himself at Harry, mouth hot and eager against his. An agile tongue mapping the contour of his mouth.

“I can’t stay long, Dumbledore wants to see me.”

Harry’s face visible in the moonlight was looking as miserable as Draco felt. He kissed him harder, grabbing Harry’s hips pressing their groins together, cocks firming and filling as they rubbed.

Never breaking the kiss, he reached down to lift up his and Harry’s cloaks, pushing them up out of the way, cold fingers fumbling with zips until both cocks stood in the cool night air. Mist from their combined breath swirling around them in a haze, Draco groaned as he felt the hot velvet skin on Harry’s length slide alongside his.

They rutted against each other, cocks aligned, wet with precum, moans breathed into each others mouths, the slick slide of their skin brushing together echoing on the silent pitch, Draco came first, the friction too much, he gasped, breaking away from Harry’s lips to let out a long drawn out moan, the look of bliss on Draco’s face bringing on his climax.

Grunting as he splashed his come across both their cocks, his mingling with Draco‘s, dripping down onto the grass below their feet.

Slowly coming down from their climaxes, Harry kissed him lightly then cast a quick cleaning spell, zips closed, cloaks covering them again.

With a sad smile Harry reluctantly squeezed him a tight embrace, whispering in his ear.

“I wish I could stay.”

Draco nodded his understanding, hugged him harder.

“Me too.”

With a rustle of fabric, Draco was left standing, alone.

The next day, Potions class was a nightmare for him.

Sitting next to Blaise, praying that he would give nothing away. Worried every expression on his face was screaming ‘I fucked Snape, I fucked Snape’ and ‘I did Potter too’

He kept his head down, eyes avoiding everyone, nearly blowing up his potion in the process.

“MR MALFOY! STAY AFTER CLASS!” Severus’ voice was full of fire.

Draco felt like crying, the rich deep voice berating him, when the memory of it filled with passion still lingered in his ears.

The classroom filed out leaving him sitting at his desk, unable to lift his head to see angry eyes directed at him.

“Draco, what is wrong?” his cool voice asked, tone gentle.

Draco took a calming breath, looked up and felt awful, Severus was looking at him, his face concerned and slightly hurt.

“Are you regretting the other night?” the tones were hushed and apprehensive.

“Of course he doesn’t regret it” Harry’s voice filled the room, Draco jumped then turned to look at him standing just inside the doorway.

Harry face dropped , his expression changing.

“You don’t regret it, do you?”

Draco shook his head frantically, scrambled to think of the words to tell them how much it meant to him.

“No!” was all he managed to say, shaking his head.

Severus had walked over to him during this time , stooping down, so they were nose to nose, looking him deep into the eyes.

“I..” Severus sounded lost, not knowing what to say.

Draco kissed him, tongue lapping alongside his, the taste of him sinking into every fibre of his being, the taste of him and Harry were like fine wines, something special to be savoured.

A hot chest pressed into his back, he leaned into it, Severus moving with him, his cock brushed against Draco knee, he groaned, the lust filled sound waking Draco’s cock.

Severus stopped, pushing back from them, a shocked expression crossing his features.

“We can’t.”

Draco felt his heart plummet, Harry who was kissing along the side of his neck, froze, Draco thought he may have heard him gasp.

Severus looked confused, then with realization smiled at them.

“I meant we can’t here, too much risk.” he reassured them.

“Come to my quarters after dinner.” He kissed them both, just quick pecks, but to Draco they were heavenly.

So here now he stood outside his quarters, frightened, but very excited at the possibilities.

He knocked, a deep voice granting him entrance.

He bit his tongue at the sight that greeted him, a whimper forcing its way out, he blushed.

Severus was reclining on a large leather armchair, completely naked, his cock rock hard, stood proudly, the pink head visible from the foreskin.

Draco stood watching, realizing that Severus’ eyes were fixed in the direction of the bed, he followed his gaze, swallowing the lump that formed in his throat.

Lying naked, legs spread wide, exposing his pucker which currently had two of his fingers inside was Harry. The sight of him, lying out like a human sacrifice was breathtaking.

Draco heart rate went up a notch when he saw the large selection of dildos that were spread on the bed beside him.

“Draco, come here” the chocolate rich tones flowing over his body like a caress.

He walked slowly, hips swaying, teasing, clothes being shed as he walked, hearing Harry’s moans from the bed, filling his cock from hard to painful.

Severus licked his lips, a hand running down his own chest, then wrapped around the base of his cock, pumping himself lightly as he watched Draco strip.

“Harry, slide the purple dildo inside yourself” He instructed without taking his eyes off a now naked Draco.

“Get on your knees.”

Draco obeyed immediately, mouth salivating at the thought of the thick cock.

“Remember I said next time I would come in that pretty mouth of yours?”

Nodding frantically, he ran a cautious hand up Severus’ shin, the rough hair tickling his palm, his fingertips stroking along his thigh. He brought his lips to kiss where his fingertips had been, the tip of his tongue tracing the smooth skin. Flicking across each ball when he reached his groin.

Harry moaned louder, Draco went to turn, a hand grabbing the back of his head roughly, hair snagged through fingers.

“Suck me.” He ordered, tugging Draco’s hair painfully, rather than put off by this treatment, it spurred him on, relishing the groan when he sucked one ball then the other into his mouth, lips stretching impossibly thin, tongue swirling around the each sac.

Severus could barely contain his moans, Harry on the bed, cock thrusting into the air, the large dildo charmed to fuck him a varying speeds, slow at the moment. The slick purple shining in the firelight, the soft exhalation on the thrust inside, Harry’s thighs spread impossibly wide, his hole stretched and now a darker shade of pink.

Draco desperately wanted to watch Harry fuck himself, but the lure of the thick erection bobbing in front of his face was just as great, he released his balls, they fell from his slick mouth with a soft pop, the fine hairs shining with his saliva.

A teasing lick around the base pulled Severus’ attention back to him, hips shot up from the chair, Draco smiled, his tongue tracing the throbbing vein running along the underside. Then when he reached the head, he curled his tongue and slid it into the slit, probing as far as he could reach, his reward was a burst of precum and a shout of pleasure from Severus.

“Make it go faster, then slide the small black one in with it.” his orders were punctuated with strangled moans, Draco groaned at the words he was saying, wishing that he was on the bed instead.

His moans encouraging Severus to thrust up, the tip of his cock sliding into his throat, taking his breath away, he swallowed convulsively, the cock hardened more in his mouth.

The gasps from the bed increased in intensity, Draco knew that Harry now had two dildos inside him, his own cock started to leak, clear drops spilling onto Severus’ feet.

“Swallow my cock, yes, yes, don’t touch yourself!” Draco whimpered, doubling his efforts, throat becoming sore from the cock nudging inside it, his tongue tracing the soft skin, he reached down and fondled Severus’ balls.

A loud groan filled the room, followed by the echo from the bed.

Draco struggled to swallow everything that Severus spilled into his mouth, salty come flowing down his throat, his own cock near eruption, even without having been touched.

Suddenly, he was hauled up and spun around, sitting on Severus lap, feeling his still stiff cock against his buttocks. A hand wrapped around his throat, clasping lightly and turned his head to the bed.

“Look!”

Draco was memorized by the vision before him, Harry shining with sweat, cock spitting precum, a thick purple dildo thrusting inside, a long slightly smaller one jammed in next to it, his muscles clenching around them as they pulled back. Draco leaned back into Severus, a large hand wrapped around his cock, stroking roughly.

“Both of you, COME NOW!” He barked, the strain of his recent orgasm evident in the crack of his voice.

Draco erupted on the second stroke of that firm hand, his orgasm intensified by the sight of Harry, back arched, dildos still ramming into him, cock spewing everywhere, hitting his chest and face.

“This is all I want, Draco, you two in my bed.” Severus whispered.

End of flashback

“What fantasy?” Draco voice sounding loud in the now uncomfortably silent room, the tension thick.

Harry looked at him, then at Severus. Four sets of eyes awaiting his response, he smiled, an slow dangerous smile, Draco gulped, he knew that smile meant trouble.

Harry turned to regard his godfather, slyly turning the look at Severus, whose face was like thunder.

“I want Severus to fuck..” everyone leant forward, breath held, Harry laughed at their expressions.

“Don’t say it.” Severus ordered.

Harry repeated his words, voice filled with excitement.

“I want Severus to fuck Sirius.. and I want to watch.”
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