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Shiloe	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 47105 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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“You did well today.” Lo said, beaming at Shiloe. “You may go.”
Shiloe groaned, heading back into Lucius’ room. “Hi, Sir.” He mumbled, walking absently back into Helga’s room and into the common room, before he collapsed onto the couch.
Remus looked up from the book he was reading. “Are you okay?” He asked.
Shiloe nodded. “Harry can now talk to whatever animals I can and Lo is satisfied with his control over the weather. However, I need to Feed, and we’ve left things too long. It needs to be from you, and blood won’t satisfy the need.” He told the werewolf.
Remus sighed. “I suppose I’m ready for that.” He set the book down on the table and stood. “Let’s go, then.”
Shiloe stood and walked with him into Rowena’s room, which Remus was using as his own. “I’m sorry we didn’t have more time to prepare for this. I know you’re still a bit reticent about being intimate with me, but… Well, with the Tournament going on, I’ve had to push myself to the limit with learning to wield my powers fully and with teaching Harry to use them as well. It takes its toll on both of us.” He said, stripping off his shirt.
“I understand. Leave the trousers for a moment.” Remus said, walking up to Shiloe and taking his face in his hands. “We haven’t had much time to get to know each other, and part of that is my fault. I don’t usually take lovers as young as you are, so that might be part of the reason I’m holding back a bit.” He leaned in and brushed a kiss over Shiloe’s lips. “The only thing that keeps you apart from Harry in my mind is the fact that your scent is different. It’s not much, but the difference is there.”
Shiloe smirked. “I’m also older than him, you know. By two years. Mentally, if not physically, I’m sixteen. Does that help any?” He asked cheekily.
Remus laughed. “Sixteen is still a bit young, but I guess I can live with that.”
Shiloe walked up to Remus and began lifting his shirt over his head. “If I didn’t need this to live, I wouldn’t ask this of you. I’m sure you know that. We have no choice, so it’s better to just go with it, right?” He threw the shirt to the floor and kissed Remus again.
Remus deepened the kiss, then raised his head, and Shiloe saw that his eyes had darkened to a deep amber. “Go with it?” He challenged. “I can do that.” He said, then maneuvered Shiloe toward the bed, pressing him down onto it.
Shiloe cried out when Remus’ mouth latched onto a nipple, biting it, then laving the pain away with his tongue. “Merlin, yes!” He moaned, as Remus distracted him with his mouth while he expertly removed Shiloe’s trousers.
Shiloe reached for Remus’ trousers, but Remus grabbed his hands and pinned them to either side of Shiloe’s head. “Keep them there.” He growled.
Shiloe shivered. “Okay.” He answered, wondering why Remus didn’t let his control slip more often. This dominant, alpha-male side of Remus was definitely arousing.
Remus let his hands go to remove his own trousers, and Shiloe eyed his cock hungrily.
“I can’t touch?” Shiloe asked plaintively. “Not even a little?” He asked, keeping his hands where Remus had put them, obediently.
Remus chuckled. “Not this time.” He answered, leaning down to nip at Shiloe’s neck. “Maybe next time.”
Shiloe whined, lifting his hips.
Remus grabbed his hips to hold them to the bed, laughing. “Stop that. I don’t often set out to seduce someone, and you’re making it rather difficult.”
“No seduction necessary.” Shiloe told him. “I’m yours. Just take me.”
Remus slid down his body and took Shiloe’s cock into his mouth and Shiloe couldn’t help the small thrust his hips did, pushing him a bit further into Remus’ mouth. “Sorry!” He gasped out.
Remus chuckled around his mouthful.
“Oh, Merlin! Do that again!”
Remus grabbed his wand and wordlessly lubed his fingers, sliding one into Shiloe as he growled around his cock.
“Shit!” Shiloe yelped, grabbing onto the pillow to keep his hands from reaching down to Remus.
Remus raised his head, slipping another finger into Shiloe. “Doing okay?” He teased, hitting the prostate with unerring accuracy.
Shiloe nodded, pushing back against the fingers eagerly. “Great. Wonderful. Just don’t stop.”
Remus chuckled, adding a third finger and twisting them.
“Gah!” Shiloe arched off the bed, head thrashing. “Remus, please, stop playing around and fuck me already!”
“I suppose I should, shouldn’t I?” Remus asked musingly, still working three fingers in and out of Shiloe’s body, twisting them every so often.
“Yes!” Shiloe shouted, shamelessly riding the fingers. “Please!” He added again for good measure.
Remus chuckled, pulling the fingers out and lubing himself. “Ready?” He checked, positioning himself against Shiloe’s entrance, but not pushing in yet.
“Yes, just do it!” Shiloe begged.
Remus pushed into Shiloe’s body and Shiloe wrapped his arms and legs around the man desperately.
Remus leaned in close and kissed Shiloe deeply. “If you’re going to hold on, make sure you hang on tight.” He told the teen.
Shiloe nodded. “I will.” He promised.
He clutched at Remus as the man slid nearly all the way out, then back in, agonizingly slowly.
“Are you TRYING to drive me mad?” Shiloe whined, pushing back onto Remus’ cock.
Remus chuckled. “No, I’m trying to make sure I don’t hurt you. This is just the warm-up. Don’t worry, you’ll get fast and hard soon.” He assured the teen, still thrusting slowly, as Shiloe tried to force himself onto his cock harder and faster, to no avail.
Shiloe huffed indignantly. “I’m not going to break or anything.” He moaned as Remus’ cock glided over his prostate, momentarily distracting him. “I can take it, I promise!”
Remus stopped, grinning down at him. “Oh, you can take it, can you?” He asked.
Shiloe smirked, his eyes flashing with anticipation. “I promise.” He repeated.
“Then let’s see you take it.” Remus growled, before setting a punishing pace, pulling nearly out of Shiloe before slamming back in, wringing nearly anguished cries of pleasure from Shiloe’s throat as the teen met every thrust eagerly, fingernails scoring Remus’ back as his legs clung tightly around the Werewolf’s hips.
Shiloe agreed vociferously with Remus in the way of lovers, then reared up to clamp his teeth none-to-gently on Remus’ neck.
When he finally released the Werewolf’s neck, he wasn’t surprised that Remus’ eyes had taken on an even darker amber color, and he was treated to the same treatment of teeth on neck, and shoulders, as he held tightly to Remus.
The mix of pain and pleasure had him trembling within minutes, poised on a knife’s edge, ready to come at the slightest provocation.
Then Remus’ hand closed over his prick and he was lost, keening as he came, his climax dragging Remus along for the ride, before they both collapsed onto the bed in a mass of sweaty, tangled limbs and languid satiation.
Shiloe snorted. “I think you DID break me, after all. And I probably look like I survived an encounter with, well, a hungry Werewolf.” He mused, fingering one of the marks on his neck.
“You did.” Remus answered, his voice muffled by the pillow his face was buried in before he turned his head. “I like the look of my marks on you, though.” He remarked evenly, eyeing his handiwork.
“Yeah, I bet you do.” Shiloe said with a grin. “Not indulging your wolf at all, leaving marks on your lover. Not staking a claim, or anything.” He teased.
Remus raised an eyebrow. “Sarcasm isn’t very becoming of a young gentleman, you know.”
“Good thing I never claimed to be a gentleman, then, isn’t it?” Shiloe quipped. “I think I need a shower.”
Remus curled an arm around Shiloe, holding him in bed. “I like you smelling of me.” He said firmly.
Shiloe shrugged. “Okay, then. Cleaning charm, at least.”
Remus found his wand and cast one. “Unless I’m much mistaken, I think Moony is rather enamored of you.”
Shiloe blinked at him. “Oh?”
“He might try to mark you as his.” Remus warned.
“By mark, you mean piss on, right?” Shiloe asked warily.
Remus shrugged. “It’s either that or sleep with, and Werewolf semen is infectious, so we really can’t do THAT.”
Shiloe groaned. “So, I either get to be infected or pissed on? How about I just not go with Moony and Seff next full moon?”
A growl escaped Remus before he could stop it, and his hold tightened minutely. “I don’t think Moony likes that idea.”
“I suppose that’s out, then.” Shiloe mused, realizing that the next full moon was only four days away. “Well, at least I have time to get used to the idea.”
*****
“I’ve given this a lot of thought.” Shiloe finally said, breaking the companionable silence that had filled the common room.
“That’s good.” Remus said distractedly, looking up from his journal. “And what is ‘this?’”
Shiloe huffed. “I’ve decided that it’s impossible for me to keep Lucius here throughout his entire pregnancy.” He clarified.
Lucius smirked. “I’m glad you realize that now, because I wasn’t planning to stay here over the summer. I already told you, I’m going to Moonrun Manor.”
“I know. And I won’t fight with you over it. Just be careful, please.” Shiloe requested, looking intently at the blond.
Lucius nodded. “I will be. I don’t intend to leave the house until I have given birth, at the very least.”
“You’ll come to see me and bring Aquila with you at least once every fortnight?” Shiloe checked. “I don’t want to miss too much.”
Lucius smiled. “Of course. She and I will probably be here most weekends. To see you AND Harry. After all, I get along well enough with him now. And I still intend to take Parseltongue lessons from Salazar.”
“Speaking of which,” Salazar said, striding in from his room, “Why don’t you join me in the library? We can start your lessons now. We don’t necessarily need Harry to do that.”
Lucius looked surprised at the offer, but inclined his head. “Very well. Lead the way.”
Shiloe watched Salazar lead his anchor away, and sighed. “And now what am I supposed to do?” He asked no one in particular.
“Read something.” Remus suggested.
“There’s nothing I really want to read. I finished Lo’s journal.” Shiloe said, shrugging.
Remus sighed. “Then call one of your anchors over.”
Shiloe gave him a quick once-over, grinning. “YOU’RE one of my anchors.”
Remus shot him an unamused glance before turning back to his journal. “I’m busy.” He said.
“Fine.” Shiloe huffed, raising his ring to his mouth. “Voco Severus.”
“Yes?” The reply came through in a long-suffering tone.
Shiloe fought back a grin. “Are you doing anything?” He asked.
“Marking the third years’ essays from yesterday.” Severus answered.
Shiloe rolled his eyes. “I meant anything IMPORTANT.” He clarified.
“Oh, well then, I suppose the answer is no.” Severus said sarcastically.
“Good. Wanna come over here?”
Severus sighed. “There are a lot of essays, Shiloe, and I need to get them done. I cannot.”
Shiloe groaned. “Everybody’s busy!”
“Try Draco or Blaise. I believe they are currently free.” Severus suggested.
“Fine.” Shiloe said, mulishly.
Severus cut off the connection.
“Voco Blaise.” Shiloe spoke into the ring.
“Hang on.” He heard from Blaise, followed by a silencing charm. “Yes, Shi?”
Shiloe smiled at the image of Blaise, hiding on his bed, talking to him with his dorm mates still in the room. “Was I interrupting anything?” He asked.
Blaise snorted. “Just herbology homework. I can do it later. I was actually going to ask our little leone for some help with it tomorrow. What do you need?”
“Need? Nothing. I WANT some company, though. Think you can help me out? Come by for a visit?” Shiloe asked.
Blaise hummed, and Shiloe heard some rustling before he answered. “Let me get my homework put away and I’ll come by. Oh, and are you going to run with Remus and I tomorrow night?”
Shiloe chuckled. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world, although Remus has warned me I’ll probably be pissed on.” He added.
Remus glanced up at him and winked. “One of the bonuses of being an Alpha’s mate.” He said mildly.
“Right.” Shiloe snorted. “A bonus. So, you’re coming over?”
“Yeah, I’ll be there in a few.” Blaise answered and ended the connection between the rings.
Shiloe sighed and leaned back in his chair, crossing his ankles. “So, you HAVE been taking the Wolfsbane this week, right?”
Remus nodded. “Severus has been making sure that both me and Blaise have been getting our daily doses. He’s being rather nice about it, too. No snide comments at all. It’s actually a bit unnerving.” He said, his writing slowing as he talked.
Shiloe chuckled. “He knows better than to harass his fellow anchors, I hope.”
“It certainly seems that way. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m trying to write.” Remus said, effectively ending the conversation.
Shiloe sighed dramatically and slumped in his chair.
After a few moments of silence, there was a knock.
Shiloe jumped up and answered the door, letting Blaise in. “Thank Merlin! Company that actually has time for me!” He cried, wrapping Blaise in a hug as he shut the door behind him.
Blaise chuckled, wrapping his arms around Shiloe’s waist. “I’m happy to see you, too. So, what did you want to do?”
Shiloe grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the bedroom. “Naked cuddling sounds good.” He said, flashing Blaise a grin.
Blaise nodded. “Yeah, it does.” Blaise agreed. “My wolf likes the idea, too.”
Remus smiled. “The full moon is close. Anything that puts your scent all over your mate will sound good right about now.” He agreed.
“Did you want to come with us?” Blaise asked.
Remus shook his head. “Not right now. I’m journaling. Maybe another time.”
“Come on, let’s leave him to it.” Shiloe urged, tugging on Blaise’s hand.
“If you’re going to be here late, be sure to let Severus know so he can bring your dose of Wolfsbane with mine.” Remus reminded Blaise.
Blaise nodded as he was pulled into Shiloe’s room, calling out “Okay!” just before Shiloe shut the door.
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