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10:00 PM August 31st, 1996
Remus could feel them as they approached the front door. Both of them. He dropped the trunk on the top landing of the stairs right before Hermione and Sirius slipped into the house. Harry already racing down the stairs. The fight left him, and he sunk to the ground sitting on the top of the stairs looking down into the smiling face of Sirius Black. He couldn’t find it in himself to return the grin. He could feel the pack bond with Harry, Hermione, and Sirius. The same as he had felt for the last 2 years since he had been reunited with Sirius. When somehow that night with the full moon, a hippogriff, and a time turner his pack had grown.
First with Sirius. The bond was nearly instantaneous as he entered the shrieking shack and he met the haunted gaze across the room. Remus expected it even. He felt if Sirius knew he believed him, trusted him, the bond would probably take shape again just as it had all those years ago. Harry was not expected. Even now, the best explanation he had was that Harry was their pup. Orphaned as a cub and reunited into his father’s former pack as he accepted Sirius as his godfather.
But Hermione? She was an unfathomable anomaly. They felt a connection to her the exact same time they felt Harry. Almost as if Harry and Hermione were linked already.
He found his voice as he assured Hermione. Her searching, knowing face. He assured her that nobody hated her. Not for taking Harry’s godfather. Not for taking his friend and lover. It was impossible to hate her for something he had already done and he would have done.
His mind raced as he watched Harry and then Hermione blush each time that sex was eluded to like it was a foregone conclusion that it had already happened. It wasn’t possible , he thought. Sirius and Hermione must not have consummated the marriage. That was the only explanation. If they had… the bond would have been stripped from him again. Sirius would have been tied to Hermione instead. That’s what happened with Lily and James.
He had been in a tense mood all afternoon waiting for that moment. The last moment he would feel his pack. He knew the second he lost the bond to Sirius he would, in turn, lose the connection to Harry, and then Hermione.
How could Sirius do this? Why? Did Hermione change her mind? Why didn’t they have sex? They needed to consummate the marriage before tomorrow. She wouldn’t be safe otherwise. His mind was spinning as he followed Sirius quietly back to his room.
Once the door was shut behind them the only word he could find was, “Why?”
Sirius raised an eyebrow in question, “Why, what? I thought you would be pleased?”
“What?” Remus was overtaken in confusion. Disconnected from the person he thought he knew so well. “Why the hell would you think I would be pleased? Hermione is in danger! I’m not that selfish to be jealous that you need to fuck her! It’s the only way, Sirius! Godric, why did you let this happen?”
Sirius took in the sight of a very agitated Remus who was a hair's breadth away from a completely angry Moony.
He laughed. His stomach shook as laughter bubbled up in his chest and he let it out. “Remus, I swear to you, we had sex. It’s done. And you know what? Nothing changed. I feel her the same as I always have just the same as I feel with you and Harry.”
Remus squeezed his eyes shut and sunk down into the chest at the foot of Sirius’s bed. He rubbed his hands back and forth over his forehead before he looked back at him and asked almost stupidly, “Are you sure?”
Sirius laughed again and said confidently, “I’m pretty sure.”
“What- what does she want to talk to me about?” He wanted to ask what the bond meant. Why was it still there? But that was a question he couldn’t bring himself to acknowledge. He knew why it was still there.
Sirius shrugged and set in the armchair in the back corner of the room a few steps from Remus. If Remus held his arms out, he would still be able to touch him. He wanted to touch him so much. Hold him. Lay him out on the bed behind him and slowly torture him until he was begging for release. He gripped his knees to keep his hands from wondering.
“They know. About us, that is,” Sirius leaned back in the chair.
It was Remus’s turn to laugh, “Of course they know. You’ve never been one to be subtle and Hermione doesn’t miss a thing. What could she possibly want to say to me though?”
Sirius shrugged again. “My guess? Probably to make sure that you’re actually as okay with this as I said you were.”
Remus snorted.
“She was very worried about me doing this at all. Felt like I’d regret it and hate her. I’m sure she’s worried about the same with you.”
“I could never hate her.”
“Well, you’ll just have to assure her of that, yeah?”
A soft knock sounded on the door. Remus buried his head back into his palms. He couldn’t look at her right now. Couldn’t let her see his face.
He heard Sirius walk across the room and open the door.
He heard soft steps approach him at the end of the bed.
Her hands lightly touched his wrist. Like she was asking permission to remove his hands from his face.
He halfheartedly allowed her soft pull and he slowly raised his face to hers. She was only a step away. He knew his face betrayed all the emotions he wanted to hide from her. He took in her soft hazel eyes. The thick eyelashes that were threatening to spill over with tears. Her freckles stood stark across the bridge of her nose. Her face was pale and splotchy from frequent crying.
“Remus, I’m so sorry,” he looked away as her voice was fraught with emotion he didn’t want to face, “This isn’t what I wanted. I would never come between the two of you. I won’t. I don’t mind,” her hands tightened on his wrist pleading with him, “Nothing has to change.”
Of all the things he thought might come out of her mouth, that wasn’t it. He stood towering over her small frame. He was imposing on the space between them, but she didn’t step back. She stared stubbornly back up at him. Ready to fight. He pulled his arms from her and spun her around, forcing her to sit where he just was.
His arms crossed against his chest; his stance wide. Only a glance to Sirius and the door was locked and the room warded from any eavesdroppers. He glared down at the witch below him.
“I’m not going to let you be a bloody martyr in this. You’re married.” His words felt final on his lips. He felt Sirius take back his seat in his armchair. “Do you really think so little of us? That we would continue,” he waved his hand between him and Sirius, “this? That I would let you be alone? That I would allow Sirius to neglect you? Your bond to him is for the rest of your life. It trumps anything else. Everything else.”
Hermione’s stubborn face broke into a grin and then laughed. “Really? If that’s true, then why are you and I still bonded?”
Remus almost felt his jaw drop. Almost. Damn witch.
“What,” Sirius started, “You knew about the pack bond?”
Hermione chuckled and grinned at Sirius. “Of course, I do. I wasn’t sure what it meant the moment I felt the connection to Harry and the both of you. It was so faint I nearly brushed it off. But once I determined I wasn’t crazy it didn’t take much to figure out. Harry has practically been my brother since we met. I studied werewolves extensively that year.” She shrugged.
“That doesn’t mean anything,” Remus stated calmly, “The bond- it doesn’t matter if it’s there or not. I put you first. No matter what. Not the other way around.”
“You can’t have it both ways, Moony ,” Hermione grounded out between her teeth. “Either the bond matters and you can go all protective alpha over us, or it doesn’t matter , and you can stop being all chauvinistic about this. I’m allowed to put you both first. I’m allowed to take care of both of you. Just as much as you take care of me. So, which is it?”
Sirius rose from his chair, “Really, Hermione? Have you thought this through? What exactly are you asking of us? That you’re just going to go back to school, pretend we didn’t get married. Remus and I are just going to knock boots for the rest of our lives like you don’t matter?”
Hermione blushed and looked away from him, “No, I-”
“- Or , do you think I’ll just go back and forth between the two of you? That we are all just going to pretend with each other. I’ll play the dutiful husband but secretly I’ll have my werewolf on the back burner for whenever you’re not available. How is that fair?” Sirius's voice was accusatory.
What Hermione was suggesting was something that was bound to hurt someone and Remus was determined that it wouldn’t be her.
Hermione stammered, “I-, I-,” she shut her mouth, blushing and looking down at her feet. She hadn’t thought that far ahead and he watched as she realized it. He sighed and wrapped his arm across the top of her shoulder pulling her close as he sat beside her.
He kissed her hairline tenderly. “I’m not sure what I did to deserve such a stalwart friend, Hermione, but thank you.” She leaned into him. “Sirius and I are going to be fine.”
Hermione raised her face only a breath away from Remus’s. “No, you won’t be. The bond stayed intact for reason. It’s still there. Just as strong as it was before.” She pulled away and stood moving away from him. Her hand twisted together anxiously. She paced in between them. “I can only guess why that is. It’s very rare for a pack to have more than one breeding pair. They separate into smaller packs once there are pups. A marriage bond should have trumped a pack bond for that very reason.” Her pacing stilled and she looked from Remus to Sirius, “But it didn’t. You still love each other. That didn’t go away. I don’t want it to go away. I would never choose to separate you.”
Her sincerity hurt. She was never going to give up on this argument. He knew that she felt everything deeply and never gave herself the room to question something she felt was right. He knew how stubborn she was. He couldn’t just agree to disagree with the way they usually solved their problems. His only solution was to remove himself from the situation altogether.
“I should go,” Remus stated. He looked at Sirius telling him without words that he didn’t just mean the room. He needed to leave. Sirius sat disconsolately as he understood what Remus had meant.
As he started to rise, he was halted by Hermione’s hands as they laid on both his shoulders. He felt torn between Sirius’s sudden bleak demeanor and Hermione’s pleading argument.
Her words were doleful, “Stay.”
He shook his head as he begged with her, “I can’t.
Understanding unraveled slowly in Hermione’s mind. Remus and Sirius were both as stubborn as she was. She hadn’t put much thought into what she would say beyond telling them that she was fine with their relationship. That was true. She didn’t have one single problem. Hermione could see what they had with each other. The had pushed the darkness at bay together since their reunion a few years before.
She would be lying to herself that she was okay being married to a man as wonderful as Sirius and not being able to pursue an actual relationship with him. Hermione wanted what they had with each other. Their level of respect and trust that was built upon years of friendship and hardship. It was heartbreaking to think that she’d never been able to find what the two of them so clearly had.
It took only a moment for her to come to her decision. She didn’t allow her mind to wander to all the reasons why she shouldn’t.
She stepped back and took off her outer robe dropping it the floor behind her. There was only one way possible for this to work.
Remus looked quickly to Sirius and then back to her. His voice hoarse, “What are you doing?” She could see his confusion and she shrugged. This was her last chance to get Remus and Sirius to see that it could work. That she wouldn’t be in the way.
“Sirius was right. I didn’t think this through,” She pulled her shirt swiftly over her head. His breath stilled as she stepped in between his legs and pushed his shoulders back until they were nearly nose to nose. She wasn’t going to let him walk out of that room without making things right. She only had tonight to set them both straight. Her heart was racing as she held Remus’s face firmly. He sat frozen his eyes darting between her eyes and her mouth.
Hermione lowered her lips to his as he clamped his eyes shut. Her hand traveled to the back of his head threading through his hair. It was shorter than Sirius’s hair. Courser. She peppered closed mouth kisses on him while he sat completely still. She caressed his head as his short hair slipped between her fingers.
He didn’t move. He didn’t talk. Most importantly, he didn’t push her away.
His body was tense and his hands trembled at his sides. She could feel his heart like a battering ram against her chest.
“Remus,” she breathed into his ear, “I want you to stay.” Right now. Tonight. Forever. Words she couldn’t say.
Her hands moved again from the back of his head and she fully embraced him. Her chest pressed against his as she said breathlessly against his lips, “I want to see you and Sirius together, Remus.” She kissed his cheek and then moved to softly kiss behind his ear. She intentionally kissed his neck in the same tender way that Sirius had done to her earlier that day.
“Show me.”
She heard Sirius move to stand behind her and her heart rate speed up impossibly. Her hands started to sweat nervously. She let out a sigh into Remus’s neck as Sirius slid her hair over her shoulder and kissed the bend of her neck softly. This was it. She had won her husband over. Now they only had to convince his lover.
Sirius moved his hands between Remus and Hermione and he quickly unbuttoned her jeans. Tugging them down her thighs efficiently.
Remus sat motionless as she felt Sirius slide down to his knees behind her and quickly remove her trainers and jeans from her feet. As she stepped out of her clothes she went back to kissing Remus’s neck darting her tongue and then sucking softly just as Sirius had done to her.
“Oh God,” Hermione breathed out into Remus’s ear. Her arms tightened around his shoulders as she felt Sirius bury his face into her knicker clad arse. He squeezed one cheek while he kissed and licked her covered pussy from behind. She felt his other hand add a delicious pressure to her clit. Holding her pussy tightly. Possessively.
Remus’s eyes darkened in desire as he looked down at Sirius’s hand on her cunt. She only had a moment of triumph before she felt him pull her in for a kiss. More fervently then she expected. She gasped into his mouth panting heavily. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and slipped his arms around her and she felt the back of her bra as it was tugged and the material gave way.
His hands didn’t shake. He didn’t hesitate. In one motion he had her arse in both hands pulling her up to him as he stood. She gasped at the suddenness of his movements and her legs wrapped around him automatically. His erection pressed tightly to her core.
His kiss was hungry as he delved into her mouth and sucked her tongue. She whimpered into his mouth. He rutted up into her and let out a grunt of irritation. He pulled back to drop her in the middle of the bed. Her body bounced on top of the bed and her breast swayed as she leaned up on her elbows.
Hermione’s face was flushed with desire as she watched him remove his clothes in succinct movements. She turned her head towards Sirius at the sound of his belt buckle coming undone. She had no idea where to look. She turned back to Remus the exact moment that he lowered his boxer briefs. His face was predatory. Proud. He wanted her to see him. He stood smugly as he stepped away from his clothes.
She felt a blush spread across her chest and face as she looked down at him. His cock flexed in response to her gaze. She looked back up to his pleased face. She lost her breath realizing he had her right where he wanted her. He hadn’t uttered a single word since she had taken off her shirt. She knew instinctively that she was safe with him but she had never seen him like this before. She felt uncertain knowing that she was the center of his desire. His expression was dark and she felt a trickle of fear and excitement knowing that he only had one thing on his mind. That he was going to fuck her hard and fast.
Before Remus could crawl his way over her body Sirius firmly grabbed his shoulder. She watched their silent communication. Sirius was clearly concerned. Remus shook himself and took a deep breath. His shoulders and hands started to tremble in the telltale way she knew when he was trying to restrain himself.
Sirius whispered into his ear and Remus visibly swallowed and took a deep breath. He moved deliberately across the bed and laid down on his back next to Hermione never once removing his gaze from hers.
“Come here, love,” Sirius beckoned as he moved to kneel on the bed near Remus’s feet. Hermione finally broke her gaze from Remus. Sirius arms wrapped around her as she moved to him across the bed and he captured her in a soft kiss.
She rested her head on his chest while he held her. Sirius steadied her heart. His hand pulled at her chin raising her face to his.
He didn’t ask her if she was sure. He didn’t ask her if she was ready. He just watched her face as he helped her remove the last scrap of fabric from her body. She gave him all her trust as she allowed him to maneuver her to turn and sit astride Remus while he trailed kissed across her neck and shoulders.
Remus’s hand trembled as he took hold of his cock and her hip to line them up. His eyes darted from where she hovered over him, to her hand that had moved to cover the one he had on her hip, to her face, and then finally over her shoulder to Sirius.
He nodded to Sirius. She could only speculate why. To say he was ready. That he was in control. That he could be trusted. Her uncertainty and fear melted away.
Sirius wrapped one hand around Remus’s cock between her legs and another on her other hip. The sight of them working together touched her in a way she didn’t fully comprehend. They perfectly mirrored each other as they lined Remus up and rubbed against her folds. They spread her wetness from her opening over his head and then brushed against her clit. Her heart nearly stopped as she pressed her hands down on Remus’s chest and they pushed down in tandem on her hips lowering her on him.
He stretched her slowly as they rocked her hips over him taking a little more of him each time. She felt tender from when Sirius had taken her earlier that day but the painful stretch that Remus provided was completely new.
Her hair was pulled over one shoulder and Sirius latched to the other. He moved in opened mouth kisses as she let out breathy sighs. His arm was wrapped tenderly around her middle holding her securely to his chest.
Sirius’s erection was cradled in the cleft of her arse. His chest flush with her back. He rocked his body with hers over Remus. She felt like Sirius was making love to her without even being inside of her. It was more than that though.
He was also making love to Remus and using her body to do it.
Her throat was tight with emotion at this thought and she wanted to cry out in joy at being included in something so special between them.
“Hermione,” Remus’s voice was deep and full of breathless desire. His forehead already had a layer of perspiration. She reached and wiped it before pushing her hand through his sandy hair. He looked like he was in a state of exquisite torture as she moved in a tantalizingly slow pace over him.
“I need you,” he pulled her down to his chest.
Remus wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and pulled her to his mouth and kissed her deeply. He rocked up into her slowly as he held her arse snugly over him. She squeezed her hands on to his shoulders as he alternated between sucking her lip and delving his tongue into her mouth.
Sirius stopped moving her hips over him as Remus started to pump up into her faster. His cock moving deep inside of her at a more rapid tempo. She moved from his kiss and gasped for air. All she could do was hold him close. One arm around his shoulder and another around his head.
She had adored the way Sirius had made love to her earlier that day. He had made her feel cherished and loved. Every moment was tender and full of a slow build of pleasure. It was a notable distinction from the mix of pleasure and pain as she felt as Remus stretched, filled, and fucked her.
She was taken aback by the strong contrast between the lovingly way that she and Remus cradled each other and the way he would piston into her. She had her lips pressed to his forehead and he had his lips to her neck. Each long stroke that touched deep inside her stole her breath. As he started to move into her more sharply his arms tightened around her and she groaned into his sweaty forehead. She felt Sirius hold her hips firmly as he started to help fuck her over Remus’s cock.
She cried out as Remus found an angle that brushed her clit deliciously while also caused a sharp pain as he bottomed out inside of her. She wasn’t sure if she should ask him to do it harder or to ask him to slow down.
“Oh God,” she cried out over him, “Don’t stop.” She felt herself grow wetter and was startled by the nearly obscene wet sound and the slapping of their skin. Her arms and legs felt tingly as a waive of pressure started to spread through her body.
“Sirius!” Remus grunted roughly into her neck, “Merlin, take her. Please.” She pulled back to look into warm golden eyes.
Rough hands pulled her up. The waives suddenly slowed across her body and her limbs shook as Sirius moved her away from Remus. Confusion rolled through her as she watched Remus grip his hair tightly and his body shook. The confusion was quickly being replaced by disappointment as the rolling waves of pleasure in her body started to still without having reached her release.
Remus pulled Sirius to him in a rough kiss and swiftly flipped their positions. Her eyes were wide as Remus reached between her legs and pumped two fingers inside of her while he hovered over Sirius. She groaned as he removed them and placed them at Sirius’s entrance.
She watched fascinated as Remus breached his puckered hole and Sirius's eyes fluttered shut. He gave a few cursory pumps of his fingers before he grabbed one of Sirius’s legs and held it to his chest. He lined himself up and pushed in with no more preamble.
Hermione could see the pleasure etched across both of their faces. Sirius’s hand wrapped around her wrist.
“Come. Here.” His words were broken between breaths each time Remus pumped into him. He pulled her in for a soft kiss before he whispered to her, “Straddle my face, love.” Her face flamed red even as she obeyed his instructions and slid a leg over his chest. Once she realized she wouldn’t be able to see Remus from that position she stopped and crawled around Sirius's head.
He grinned devilishly up at her and she blushed all over again. “I want to see you both,” she said in a small voice. Her thighs in a ‘V’ near his head. Her pussy near his forehead.
He wrapped his hand around the back of her thighs and his grin spread as he said, “And I want to taste both of you.” He pulled her over his face. She looked up to Remus as Sirius started to suck her clit and she was instantly as close to the edge had she had been moments before. His wet hot tongue made firm strokes up through her folds. He dragged her slippery fluids to her clit and flicked his tongue rapidly before latching on suckling her softly. His mouth devoured her entirely and his tongue darted up into her opening where Remus had been moments before and he repeated his motions from before. He dragged this tongue back to her clit and flicked it quickly before suckling it again.
She reached for Remus and they met in the middle over Sirius. She held onto him tightly as he continued to pound into Sirius. He darted his tongue into her mouth as she felt Sirius’s hand tighten on her thighs. The waives of pressure were washing over her body again as her limbs trembled. Remus kissed her deeply sucking her tongue into his mouth as he fucked Sirius hard and fast.
“Uuunggggh,” She groaned into Remus’s mouth as the last wave crashed and washed over his body and pulsed through her clit.
She bucked her hips trying to get away from Sirius’s mouth but his hands kept a firm grip on her thighs. Her clit felt like it was on fire as Sirius continued to suck her clit into his mouth. She pulled away from Remus for more leverage as she tried to pull away from Sirius again. This time he released her as he grinned looking like the cat that got the cream. The entire bottom half of his face wet and he slowly ran his tongue around his lips.
Hermione laughed finding him adorable. Amused, she looked back to Remus who had stilled the moment she had pulled away from him.
The smile slid from her face as she watched the storm of dark desire that marked his face. He was still buried deeply in Sirius's tight arsehole but his eyes were only for her. She moved to him quickly as she wanted nothing more than to sooth that need. He dropped Sirius’s leg he had been using for leverage and pulled her flush to his chest as she maneuvered her legs to sit astride Sirius.
His mouth was on hers in an instance as his tongue delved into her mouth. He rocked his hips into Sirius as he grunted into her mouth. She felt Sirius grip her waist and it didn’t take her long to find his cock and guide him inside of her. His hands encouraged her to bounce over him as she continued to kiss Remus.
Before long Remus’s hips started to snap harder and he grunted into her mouth, “I’m going to come.” She watched as he pulled out of Sirius and quickly fisted his hand over his cock. He looked smug again. Like he wanted her to watch him come. She watched his hand move quickly over himself as the base of his cock started expanding quickly. Her eyes widened as she looked back up to Remus’s face. He took her hand and wrapped it around him as he used her to pump him. Predatory pride danced in his eyes as thick ropes of his pearly liquid landed across her clit and dripped down where she was joined with Sirius. The base of his cock had expanded into a spherical bulb.
She was still in absolute shock at the sight as she had never read about that in any book. She swallowed thickly as she eyed the knot at the base of his cock. It added considerable girth to his already considerable size and she was suddenly glad he had pulled out of her when he had. She was sure he would have come inside of her if he hadn’t asked Sirius to move her quickly.
She looked back to him and delight was etched across his face. And she knew it was because he was pleased by her astonishment at his size. Remus pulled her tightly to him as he sucked her lip between his. His still firm erection was pinned against her belly. She reluctantly pulled away from him and raised herself off Sirius so that she could turn and lower herself back again. After watching Remus come all over where they were joined she wanted nothing more than to watch Sirius come as well.
Sirius dragged himself through her come soaked folds. “I’m not going to last long now.” He pushed up into her slowly and as he brought her down to his chest. He pumped into her leisurely with long deep thrust as he carded his fingers through her hair and slid his other hand between her shoulder blades and held her firmly to him. He kissed and sucked her neck in tandem with his thrust she grasped his dark hair at the base of his neck.
He pulled back to look at her as he kept up his steady rhythm. His grey eyes shined brightly against his dark thick eyelashes. His voice was gravelly as he asked, “Can I come in you? I know I didn’t bef-
“Yes! Oh God. Please, it’s safe,” Hermione moan out wantonly and Sirius pumped up into her faster and more sharply. His pace started to become erratic, so Hermione raised and started to try and match his movements. She suddenly felt Remus behind her, and he wrapped his large hands over the swell of her hips. He helped steady her and guide her in a fast pace she wasn’t sure she’d be able to maintain. One of his hands slipped down to her clit and rubbed her furiously. She felt the tingling in her toes first and the feelings intensified across her body as her walls clenched around Sirius and Remus rolled his fingers over her clit.
She felt the height of the wave start to crest she cried out to Sirius, “Uungghh!”
Her orgasm rolled to its peak and she felt Sirius’s cock pulsing in time with her clenching cunt.
Remus's hands stilled on her hips and she felt Sirius’s come drip from her center as she carefully raised off him and collapsed to his side. Remus soon settled to her right.
Both men moved to wrap one arm over her and each other as their breathing started to settle. She felt Sirius’s softening erection and wet stomach pressed against her stomach. She kissed his dark stubbled jaw and ran her fingers through his hair as she quietly admired his hauntingly beautiful eyes.
Remus was flush against her back kissing her neck softly. He lifted her leg and pushed his engorged cock into her still soaking quim from a mix of her and Sirius’s fluids. He pushed until she felt the bulbous base and then he stilled. He lowered her leg then pressed his fingers tightly into her hip.
“Thank you,” he whispered into her neck. He kissed her softly. “Thank you,” he whispered again this time thick with emotion. He flexed his hips against her arse and she groaned into Sirius’s mouth. “Thank you.”
She pulled away from Sirius’s kiss and twisted until she could capture Remus’s lips over her shoulder. She bent her arm back to caress his face. She felt a tear run down the corner of his eye as he whispered to her, “I could have never asked this of you.”
She smiled softly into his lips repeating Sirius’s words to her early that morning, “You don’t even have to ask.”
She finally understood why Sirius didn’t hesitate to step up to protect her. She knew that Remus would have done the same if it would have helped. She had carried that same need to protect the two of them.
“You didn’t have to ask, Remus.” She felt tears trickle down her face, “I love you. I love you both.”
Remus flexed his hips into her arse again. His swollen cock flexed in her sore cunt. His arm wrapped around Hermione and Sirius as he pulled his pack tighter to his chest.
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