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This Physical Fascination (HG/SS/LM)	By : Remarkable Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 71591 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Lemons, lemons, and more lemons, along with a wish granted for one of my reviewers! Yes, wishes do come true!

Hermione was knackered beyond belief. The afternoon had held an intense meeting between Kingsley, Harry and her followed by an inquiry by the independent Wizengamot council that presided over internal Ministry affairs that warranted such appointment. It was all Hermione could do not to make eye contact with Harry for too long. She knew he was still coming into his own when it came to his Legilimency skills, but she didn’t want to take any chances that he would glimpse the half-truths she fed the council. It was bad enough she risked the possibility of being subjected to Veritaserum but she thought the risk outweighed the other alternative, which had been allowing her two lovers to be peremptorily being sent back to Azkaban.

It was a dangerous thing for her to even think of going to the flat of Severus and Lucius. She had the right to check on their welfare. The problem was she didn’t know if she would want to leave. The entire incident could have been avoided if she’d just had a little more self control. More changes had tipped her life upside down in the previous four days than in the entire rest of her life, save for the final battle against Voldemort.

Hermione shoved her high heels into her bag and groaned when her sore stocking feet felt the rough carpet of the hallway outside their flat door. To keep up appearances, she knocked softly after glancing right and left to make sure no other residents were around.

The door swung open and a stunned Lucius pulled her through the door and slammed it shut and locked behind her. His eyes roved over her like a snake ready to strike before he pressed her hard against the opposite wall and devoured her lips in a maddeningly passionate kiss.

All of Hermione’s weariness dropped away when the former Pureblood elitist lifted her in his arms and headed toward his bedroom, lips still locked, his hands under her bum and both her legs wrapped around his waist. Lucius’ erection was prominent instantly through his jeans against her bare pussy, as her skirt had rode up, and they quickly passed by the living room.

Both of them were oblivious to Severus who jumped off the couch with a startled, “What in Merlin’s name?”

The bedroom door was kicked open followed by the lip-locked pair tumbling onto the bed in a heap. Lucius frantically yanked open his fly and shoved down his jeans to his knees. Hermione whimpered unabashedly when he drove his rock-hard member into her wet heat.

Severus stood by the door and let the corners of his mouth quirk slightly with amusement. If the tables had been turned he certainly would have done the same thing. It was rather erotic to watch his fiery partner possess the young beauty so potently. As he watched their fierce coupling grow in proportion by leaps and bounds, Lucius’ heavily muscled thighs rippling and slapping against Hermione’s soft flesh, Severus felt his own length grow to a heavy throb as he made his way to the bed while stripping in the process. He spit on his right hand and smacked Lucius’ arse cheeks with a resounding thwack! The loud grunt of surprise was the only response he got as the muscles under his hand continued pumping their way to combined ecstasy. With a feral smile Severus lubed up his fingers with a generous amount of saliva, and placing his hand once again on the other man’s arse while timing his movement with the rapid thrusting, he shoved two fingers up Malfoy’s back passage.

With a snarled shout of “Fuck!” Lucius came hard, balls deep in the luscious witch beneath him. A wicked gleam reflected in the coal black orbs of the dark haired potions master as Lucius swung his sweaty locks over his shoulder and glared at him. “You fucker! She hasn’t even come yet!”

Severus let his fingers slide from the blonds’ ass as he shrugged. “Not my problem. Budge over, it’s my turn.”

Hermione laughed at the pair of them. “Would you two stop bickering? I’m right here, and there is plenty of me to go around!”

This statement earned her a slow, dual turn of contrasting gazes in her direction.

“Oh really?” murmured Snape as he moved into position over the top of her, once Lucius had withdrawn. “Let’s test that theory.” With that, he moved the length of his penis between her slit and over her clitoris, causing her to gasp. His face remained completely impassive as he seemed to see into the depths of her very soul.

Severus had noticed, in his brief conversation with Lucius prior to Hermione showing up announced at their door that his bond with Hermione didn’t seem to be quite as strong as Lucius. Lucius reported feeling bereft without her. Snape attributed it to their sudden arrest and sustained injuries at the Ministry, but Lucius insisted it was more than that. He claimed to have been subjected to many curses, bindings and spells in his lifetime and never felt anything as compelling as this. Severus felt a strong, tangible bond with the girl and his flat mate, but couldn’t identify with the inexorable need to be with Hermione come hell or high water. It was another interesting facet of their newly-formed bond they’d have to explore in more depth at a later time. For now, his intent was to pleasure and fuck the living daylights out of this delicious woman under his cock.

“I can’t believe how strongly I feel for the two of you,” she breathed, her inhalations hitching each time he rubbed along her soaking cleft mixed with the remnants of Lucius’ come.

Lucius lay propped on his elbow next to the two of them, idly playing with some loose strands of Hermione’s golden-chestnut curls. “Thank you for giving yourself to us Hermione,” Lucius whispered, reaching over to snog her some more.

Her moans were swallowed by his questing tongue when Severus suddenly shoved his entire length inside of her, pumping hard and fast as he swiveled his hips to give her maximum pleasure. Snape squeezed her tits through the thin fabric of her blouse, her nipples taught through the lacy bra just begging for his attentions. “Gods, witch- you’re so fucking tight, unh!” Now it was his turn to jerk when Lucius’s hand suddenly grabbed his ball sack and squeezed. The come erupted from his cock in a volcanic explosion of wet ejaculate, pulsating hotly against Hermione’s waiting cervix. “Fucking hell Lucius!” Severus gasped, his chest heaving from the sudden orgasm.

Lucius simply smirked and gave the nut sack nestled in black wiry curls one last squeeze before sitting up all the way. “Serves you right, mate. Turnabout is fair play, as they say.”

Hermione groaned and let her head hit the soft bed’s coverlet. “Now that you two have had your fun, is it my turn?”

“Of course, my dear,” Lucius intoned smoothly. Snape slumped over her sweat-covered body and sighed.

“It wasn’t my fault,” he mumbled against her chest.

“I know,” she replied softly, both of her hands combing through his fine oily hair. It amazed her how naturally oily his hair was. The man must have to shower twice a day to keep it clean.

His softened cock slipped out of her, but he remained pressed against her. The feel of her smooth skin against his whiskered jaw felt divine. His eyes suddenly felt heavy, and he inhaled the scent of her hair and skin deeply. The sweat evaporating from her skin mingled with the combined essence of their conjoined lovemaking. He was in absolute heaven; until Lucius smacked his arse. “Bloody hell!”

“What did you expect? We’ve both had our turn, now it is time to see to the fair lady.” Lucius made a sweeping bow, at which Hermione giggled. The now-naked Lucius, trouser snake dangling amidst wiry blond curls doing a formal bow, was just too much.

Snape grunted his disapproval and pushed himself off their beautiful consort.

Hermione, quicker than both of them, slipped off the bed and darted into the bathroom. She looked over her shoulder coyly, which earned her a smoldering combined dual set of eyes following her.

The sound of water hitting the floor of the tub, followed by Hermione’s soft sigh of appreciation, had the two men shoving one another aside in the effort to get into the bathroom first. Hermione squeaked when the tall blond growled and pulled her to his well-defined chest. The steam from the almost-too-hot-to-stand water rose in curling tendrils around their bodies.

Severus straddled the side of the bath, pushing aside the flimsy curtain. With Lucius nipping at Hermione’s neck and shoulders above him, he nuzzled his face into the dripping honey patch and swiped her cleft with his tongue.

Hermione was in absolute heaven. The water spray beat down around them and soaked each participant in a cleansing, relaxing drumming pattern. She tipped her head back and let Lucius nibble his way from her ear down to her neck and shoulder. His teeth nipped at her flushed skin, their recent coupling sending flicks of colorful light sparking from their combined auras. Electric jolts of desire went straight from his lips to her clit and core, her unfulfilled orgasm pulsating hungrily just beneath the surface.

Severus’ raven wing mane plastered around his face, rivulets of water running down his torso and falling from his thighs to the floor of the tub and bathroom tile. His hawkish nose did magical things over her clit whilst his tongue was snaked between her pussy lips, pleasuring her to a slow state of insanity.

Now Lucius’s hands were on her breasts, tweaking and rolling her nipples between his skilled fingers.

Hermione’s hips bucked against the dark man’s face and he grunted, holding her hips fast in a possessive yet gentle grip to keep her still. Two fingers plunged into her wet heat and she cried out his name. “Severus! Oh goddess yes!”

Lucius chuckled behind her. “Ah, my sweet pet; you are divine.” The mouth on her shoulder sucked her skin sharply, sure to leave a bruising reminder of their lovemaking. Her nipples stood out at attention as he plucked and kneaded them to perfection.

The combined sensations of Severus’ tongue now licking and suckling her clit, with three calloused fingers up her cunt, sent her over the edge as she came hard on his face, both of her hands pressing him firmly against her trimmed mound. “Ah, aaaahhhh, fu-uck yes! Severus, Lucius sweet Circe fuck yes!” And the feeling seemed never to end, for Severus wouldn’t let up on her sore clit. He continued to pull the tender nub into his talented mouth until Hermione shrieked one last time and collapsed against Lucius, who cradled her gently, his renewed erection now pushing urgently into her thigh.

Snape was now hard as a fucking rock as well, and he stood in front of Hermione, taking the brunt of the water spray onto his own back. It ricocheted in multiple directions off of his skin, further sneaking past the shower curtain, adding to the growing lake on their bathroom floor. Reaching around Hermione, his hard cock pressed into her belly, he leaned over her shoulder and intercepted Lucius tongue into his mouth. He had never been so fucking hard and horny for two people in his entire life. The shared bond had taken hold of his mind, body and spirit, and he craved Lucius just as much as he did Hermione.

The men snogged passionately until Hermione roused herself from her orgasm-induced stupor. Standing firmly between them, she grinned when her small hands took either cock in hand and stroked them in tandem.

“Bloody fucking hell, witch!” Severus had to lean down significantly to draw the gorgeous creature into an even more heated kiss then the one he had shared with their partner. His tongue sought gentle entrance to her mouth, the tip of his tongue sliding intimately over her lower lip in a seductive dance that had her gasping, opening to his ministrations.

Lucius leaned over as far as he could and planted hot, tiny kisses on Snape’s shoulder, down one finely muscled arm and back up again.

Meanwhile, Hermione pumped both shafts simultaneously, the uncut foreskins sliding deliciously over purple and red mushroomed tips and back down to the base by aching, heavy ball sacs. Hermione broke loose from the kiss and raggedly begged, “Fuck me! Both of you! I want to feel both of you inside of me now. Please fuck me; I’m so hot for you both. Severus, I need you! Lucius, make love to me. Take me, please!”

Her seductive begging had Snape slamming the shower spray off, and Malfoy throwing the slip of a witch over his shoulder as he made his way to the bedroom, caveman style. None of the trio bothered with towels as they dragged their waterlogged bodies into Severus’ bedroom this time. Lucius laid himself down with his hot witch on top of him and had slammed his cock home into her tight cunt before Severus had even made it to the bedroom door. “We’re going to fuck you, witch, and watch you come so hard on our cocks you’ll be begging for us to stop, isn’t that right Severus?”

The potions master sprang onto the bed in a single leap from behind and spit onto his fingers, budging them between Hermione’s lovely arse cheeks to lube the rose bud situated back there. “Fucking right, Lucius,” he growled, and placed his cock at her back door entrance.

Their dirty talk had Hermione’s eyes wide open, glazed with lust and passion as she felt Lucius stop his penetration and Severus begin his. Breathing in and out slowly, there was a sharp burn as the head of his prick slid past the thick ring of anal muscles before he was seated entirely inside of her.

Both men panted shallowly, allowing her body to get used to being filled with two large cocks at once.

“God, oh god, you both feel so good,” she chanted in a low voice. As soon as they started to move she was going to come. The double penetration was exquisite, and she didn’t know how long she could endure the sweet torture of it all.

Severus locked eyes with Lucius and he nodded once. They began a slow, rhythmic dance of beauty that transcended any of their previous lovemaking sessions. Snape hunched over Hermione and drove himself into her, balls deep, counterpoint to Lucius’ thrusting in and out of her sopping pussy. He could hear the squelching noises that were made each time a bit more cream slipped from the witch’s cunt, coating her thighs, running down her legs and bathing Lucius in her juices. He reached two fingers down and swiped at the cock going to town down there, and brought them to his lips to suck off her creamy emissions. “Fucking delicious!” He reached down again and swiped more of her nectar and put his fingers up to her mouth. Hermione sucked her own juices off his fingers and licked them clean.

The sight of Hermione tasting herself was enough to send Lucius into a frenzy and he began pumping faster, slamming up into her with equal force to his partner, and at the same time as their cocks penetrated her to the hilt in tandem.

Hermione screamed and shuddered, wave after wave of pleasure gripping and releasing her from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, her pussy tightening spasmodically.

A bright white light spiraled around her from out of thin air and hung in the air, misty and translucent, like a gentle mist rising from the ground on an early morning in spring.

Snape felt his balls tightening already and he fought against the rising urge to come. He wanted to hold off so badly that he bit his lip to the point of drawing blood.

Malfoy was in the same boat, the cock of Severus sliding against his own through the thin barrier that separated the two snakes inside of their glorious witch. He gritted his teeth and tried to slow down but Hermione screamed at him. “Don’t you dare stop! Fuck me hard, both of you! I want your love inside of me; give it to me, all of it! Now, do it now, oh fuck!” And she cascaded from one intense orgasm into another, ripped from her very being as it flooded her brain with its intensity, darkness clouding the edges of her vision.

Giving in to her demand, Lucius thrust up violently several times while Severus pounded her ass madly from behind.

Severus had his hands over Lucius’ on her hips as they pulled her in opposite directions and fucked her for all they were worth. Hermione’s incredibly tight pussy gripping his cock, and Severus’ loaded prick was enough to cause Lucius to explode. He let out a rough cry and thrust one last time into the heated glove of his lover’s cunt. Seconds later, Severus followed him, also bellowing a rough shout of completion.

Jets of come filled Hermione in both pussy and ass as she descended from her orgasm. Their emissions filled her completely as she wonderingly watched the white light swirl from around her own body, down to Lucius, and around her body to Severus. The mist entered into her lover’s mouth and disappeared down his throat. She assumed the same thing had happened to Severus, but when she opened her mouth to mention it, a good portion did the same to her. She felt a light, bubbling sensation tickle her esophagus before settling in her chest.

Just as either man slumped from the force of their ejaculations, the light shot from the center of Lucius and Severus’ chests and ran right through her. A feeling not unlike a fourth orgasm coursed through her as she emitted a high pitched scream. It was hot and cold and light and dark. Beautiful and terrible, it consumed her fully as she felt and saw all the sadness, love, terror, triumph, and every other emotion either man had ever experienced. The juice flowed from her pussy in a small river of lubrication as either cock slipped out of her, and the come mingled with her own emissions on their combined skin.

The light faded away. All that was left in the air was a thick aura of love and completion, and an unconscious witch. A concerned pair of wizards shouted her name as she slumped over Lucius, oblivious to their growing panic.

She basked in her subconscious completion, secure with the knowledge of exactly what her place was in the world, and what she needed to do next with her destiny in mind. Everything wasn’t right with her world, but with the love of the two men in the bed frantically rushing to care for her, it soon would be.
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