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New Additions	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 12989 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Well, I’m knackered.” Draco said, stretching. “I’m going to bed. Coming, Harry?” He asked.
Harry was out of his seat at once. “Yes.” He answered.
Tyrion chuckled. “Good night, you two.” He said.
Harry and Draco called out hasty goodnights, before shutting the door.
Tyrion heard something heavy hit the door before a silencing charm went up. ‘Probably Draco.’ He mused, wishing he had a date with more than his right hand. ‘Maybe someday, if they both decide they want me…’ He went into his bedroom and allowed himself to dream.
*****
As soon as the door was shut, Harry slammed Draco up against it, then cast a silencing charm as he attacked the blond’s mouth with his own. “Want you so bad!” He breathed between hungry kisses.
Draco moaned. “You can have me.” He told Harry. “Over and over again. But use a protection spell again, because I still don’t want any more kids just yet.” He warned.
Harry chuckled. “Right.” He cast the spell quickly, then reached up to fist his hand in Draco’s hair, pulling on it sharply.
Draco yelped. “Don’t pull it out!”
Harry chuckled. “Too much?” He asked, nibbling along Draco’s neck.
“Mm.” Draco confirmed. “Just a bit. But don’t stop, just temper it a bit, yeah?”
Harry pulled a bit gentler. “How about that?” He purred.
Draco moaned, and began calling.
Harry groaned. “That’s so hot, Draco. I love it when you do that.”
Draco’s scent began to fill the room and Harry groaned again, letting his own out to join it.
“If I let you go do you promise to get on the bed for me? Or should I just take you right here?” Harry asked, grinding his hips against Draco’s.
Draco gasped and let his head fall back, hitting the door with a ‘thud.’ “I’ll go to the bed!” He answered.
Harry bit down harshly on his neck. “Strip for me on the way.” He ordered, then freed Draco.
Draco unbuttoned his pajama shirt with shaking fingers, finally able to pull it off when he came to the edge of the bed. He shoved his pajama pants down as well, then stepped out of his boxers last. “Hands and knees?” He offered, assuming the position, “Or on my back?”
Harry growled. “Definitely hands and knees.” He said, pulling his own clothes off as he headed toward Draco.
Draco shivered at the look in Harry’s eyes. He’d be lucky if he didn’t limp tomorrow morning. Harry was in a fine fervor tonight.
Harry shoved his pajama pants and boxers down his legs, then paused to admire the naked form in front of him. He ran his hands from Draco’s calves up the back of his legs, finally resting both his palms on the pert ass. He pulled the cheeks apart and leaned in, licking the small pucker nestled there, hidden from the world.
Draco keened, lowering his head to the bed and raising his ass into the air.
Harry chuckled and traced his tongue around the ring of muscle, pressing on it, not quite able to slip in yet. He sucked on Draco’s hole, hearing the catch in breathing that told him that Draco liked that, so he did it again.
“Fuck!” Draco’s choked voice greeted him. “Fuck, Harry, yes!” He said, pressing his ass backward.
Harry grinned against his ass until he realized that Draco was about to use his biggest kink against him.
“Fuck me with your tongue, Harry! Shove it in me! I need it, I’m on fire for it! Fuck, Harry, slide your tongue into my arse! Please!”
Harry growled at the filthy words and began tongue-fucking Draco in earnest, loving the sloppy sounds almost as much as he loved hearing dirty, explicit words spill from Draco’s full, pink lips. When he deemed Draco wet enough he pulled away, smacking Draco hard on one white cheek, leaving a perfect imprint of his hand and causing the blond to gasp and toss his head back.
Harry grabbed a handful of that fine, blond hair and pressed his cock to Draco’s hole. “Tell me how much you want it.” He growled.
Draco sobbed. “Harry, I need your cock in me! Shove your thick, hard cock into my dripping hole! Please, Harry, give me your cock and make me scream!” He pleaded.
Harry groaned at the dirty talk, finally pressing forward into tight, gripping heat. He stopped halfway in, then pulled almost all the way out, only to ram himself balls-deep on the next thrust.
Draco screamed, arching his back. “Yes! Fuck me hard, Harry!”
Harry obliged, pulling out nearly all the way on every thrust, only to ram himself in again, trying to keep a steady pace, but only barely succeeding. He was certainly fucking Draco hard, though. He could hear the loud smack every time his upper thighs made contact with Draco’s ass, echoing through the otherwise almost silent room, accompanied only by the sounds of their panting and Draco’s call.
Draco rested his face against the pillows, letting his upper body rest while his arse received the pounding of its life. “Harry, please, I need to come! Please touch me!” He begged, following Harry’s rule that he was not to touch himself during sex.
Harry growled. “Stroke your cock for me.” He ordered.
Draco gasped. “What?” He asked.
Harry paused in his thrusts to deliver a punishing slap to Draco arse. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
Draco nodded, reaching down and stroking his own cock.
“Tell me when you’re about to come.” Harry told him, keeping the pace as he leaned over Draco’s back, nibbling at his neck. He couldn’t pull out as far from this angle, but Draco didn’t seem to mind too much.
Draco gritted his teeth, fisting himself furiously. “Oh, Merlin, Harry, going to come!” He choked out.
Harry opened his mouth wide and set his teeth into Draco’s neck right on top of where his claiming mark had been left, and Draco screamed, coating his own hand in come as he came wildly.
Harry chuckled, slipping out of Draco and falling to his side on the bed.
Draco straightened his legs, falling into the wet spot. “Eurgh. Wand.”
Harry held out his hand and summoned his wand, cleaning the bed and Draco. “Better?” He asked.
Draco merely grunted, and fell asleep, totally spent and sated.
Harry pulled the blankets over them and followed him into sleep.
*****
Harry grimaced as Cassie spit-up on him. “Yep, definitely our little queen.” He muttered.
Tyrion laughed. “All babies do it. Get used to it.” He advised.
Draco was off visiting the dungeons, since it was Saturday.
Harry and Tyrion were both burping the babies.
“I don’t see him spitting up on you.” Harry pointed out.
Tyrion rolled his eyes. “Not right now, no, but he has, I assure you. And so has she.” He told Harry.
Harry smiled. “Well, at least I know it’s not just me that drives her to puke.” He said.
Tyrion laughed. “No, babies will spit-up on whoever is holding them when the urge strikes. They’re all about equal opportunity.”
Cassie yawned and began nodding off. Harry was content to just sit and hold her for a bit while she slept.
Tyrion smiled, watching him. “Aren’t sleeping babies the best? They’re so warm, and they even smell good.” He said softly.
Harry nodded. “Yeah. I love these two, though they are a handful.”
“It gets easier.” Tyrion assured him, then laughed. “And then it gets harder again. Cherish each stage, because once they become teenagers, they’ll drive you slowly mad.” He tilted his head. “Or quickly mad, if this one’s anything like Sarita.” He mused.
Harry nodded and set Cassie down in the bassinette. “We need to talk.”
Tyrion nodded and set Orion down next to his sister. “Alright.”
“I need to ask you to please not tell Draco that we kissed. I know you like me, but I don’t want him to know just yet. I will tell him, just… Not yet, you know?” Harry asked.
Tyrion smiled. “I wouldn’t. It’s not my place to try and come between you. If you approach me, it’s different, but I’m not a home wrecker. It can stay just between us, if that’s what you want.” He said.
“For now.” Harry confirmed. “But I’m not going to have you be my dirty little secret. I’m not going to kiss you again until I’ve told Draco, okay? And if you catch me about to slip-up again, can I ask you to stop me?”
Tyrion frowned. “What if I don’t want you to stop?” He asked.
Harry sighed. “Alright, stupid question, I guess. Never mind. I’ll do my best to stick to it. If I do slip-up, don’t tell him, yeah?”
Tyrion nodded. “That I can do.”
“Alright. I’m going to head up to Gryffindor Tower for a bit. Maybe play some Wizard’s Chess with Ron. Sit with me at lunch?” He asked.
Tyrion nodded. “I’ll be there.” He promised.
*****
Draco walked into his rooms and saw Tyrion changing Orion. “Please tell me I missed the other one.” He said in horror.
“Nope.” Tyrion said brightly. “You’re just in time. Pull up a nappie.” He said.
Draco grimaced and began changing Cassie. “Oh, gross!” He gagged.
Tyrion laughed. “You can handle it, Draco. I’m sure you’ve done worse.” He pointed out.
“Yes, but I usually don’t have to stare mine down.” Draco groused. “This is what house-elves are for.”
“On the up side, once she’s changed, she’ll probably go right back to sleep.” Tyrion pointed out. “She’s been awake most of the morning already, and I’d just gotten them both back to sleep when they woke up again.”
Draco snorted. “What do they have against keeping normal sleeping hours, anyway? They’re up all night, and asleep all day.” He groused.
Tyrion shrugged. “It’s how babies are, there’s nothing we can do about it but wait it out. They’ll sleep through the night when they’re ready.” He told Draco. “And until then, I don’t mind getting up at night for them. You two just concentrate on your classes.”
Draco finished changing Cassie and picked her up to rock her. “Now you at least smell better, Love.” He murmured to her.
Tyrion laughed. “She smells wonderful. They both do.” He said, leaning in and sniffing Orion, now that he was clean and changed. “They smell like baby and Sinicus.”
Draco hummed in agreement, watching Tyrion with Orion. “Why did your mother tell Harry to let the babies get used to our scents? Is it really that important?”
Tyrion nodded. “Especially with Orion. He’ll only listen to Harry once he starts producing his own pheromones. A father’s scent is the only one that can quell a Dominant Sinicus’ moods, other than the ability of subs to break up fights. You won’t be able to control him, since you’re a sub. He’ll walk all over you, whether you like it or not, unless you have Harry backing you up.” He said.
Draco pouted. “Well, I like that. My own son won’t listen to me.”
Tyrion laughed. “Only once he hits puberty. Before then, you’ll be able to get him to listen just fine. Mum has a lot of trouble with Sarita now, though. She’s becoming a woman in her own right, and Dad’s long gone. Mum tries to keep her in line, but she’s been listening less and less lately.”
Draco sighed. “I hope Harry doesn’t die anytime soon.” He said sadly.
Tyrion laid a hand on his shoulder. “If all goes well, he’ll be with you for a very long time. And even when he goes, if you’re living in Sinicus Creek, you’ll be around your own kind. Things are easier there.”
Draco nodded. “We were only there a short time, but it felt right. We fit there, you know? We belonged. I hope Harry decides to go back after we get our N.E.W.T.s.” He said with a smile.
Tyrion smiled at him, walking Orion over to the bassinette and laying him down. “I hope you come back, too. You’re right, you fit right in.”
Draco laid Cassie down and sat on the couch. “Come here, I want to talk to you.” He said softly.
Tyrion sat next to him. “Yeah?”
Draco leaned in and grabbed Tyrion’s chin in his hand. “Don’t move, just let me…” He pressed his lips to Tyrion’s and ran his tongue over Tyrion’s lower lip.
Tyrion opened his mouth willingly, letting Draco’s tongue have access. He knew that he shouldn’t be keeping secrets from Harry, but if he got this for it… Maybe it was worth it? Draco’s lips were so soft, and he tasted, if not perfect, at least really good.
He heard Draco sigh, and whimpered in response as the blond’s mouth got more demanding. Draco pressed him backwards, and Tyrion went willingly, letting the blond lay atop him. Draco broke the kiss and looked down at him. “I could do anything to you, and you’d let me, wouldn’t you?” He asked intently.
Tyrion’s eyes widened. “I… We really shouldn’t… It’s not our place-“
Draco kissed him harshly, breaking it quickly. “I’m getting really sick of you talking about what ‘our place’ is and is not. Harry doesn’t own me, as I’m sure you’ve noticed.” He pointed out.
Tyrion flushed. “But you are his sub. You’re supposed to listen to him and be there when he needs you. And you’re not supposed to keep things from him.” He said in slight reprisal.
Draco growled. “But I’m going to. And you’re going to help me, aren’t you? Because you like how this feels.” He ground down against Tyrion, and the other blond’s head fell back as he gasped, beginning to call. “I know I can’t have sex with you, because if you could suddenly use The Draw, Harry would have questions, but there’s a lot else we can do. Don’t you want to?”
Tyrion whimpered, closing his eyes, and guiltily, he nodded.
Draco smirked, running his hand through Tyrion’s hair, then fisting it, pulling slightly.
Tyrion gasped and Draco dove in, kissing him bruisingly. Tyrion knew it was wrong, knew that Harry probably wouldn’t like it, but he wanted Draco, too, Merlin help him, and the other blond was giving him exactly what his instincts craved. A hint of pain with blinding pleasure, never mind that the scent was all wrong. That was just a small detail missing when he was getting everything else he wanted.
Draco pulled away and cast ‘tempus,’ then cursed, getting off of Tyrion. “Harry’ll be back any second, it’s almost lunch.” He said, as Tyrion’s purrs faded. He looked at Tyrion and smirked. “Hold still.” He cast a quick spell on the other blond’s lips to reduce swelling, and they lost that freshly-kissed plumpness he had put there. “Much better. You’d best go brush your hair, or he’ll know.” He warned.
Tyrion nodded and fled to his room.
Draco lounged back against the back of the couch and smirked. The other sub was a tasty little morsel, and Draco was sure that if he decided he wanted to have Harry and Tyrion both, it would be easy enough to convince Harry. He’d just have to play his cards right.
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