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Look who's Stalking 2 - Fantasies Fulfilled	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 28864 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Draco fell on to the chair with a defeated huff. Severus, who sat marking fourth year essays looked up with a quizzical expression. Harry, who was stretched lazily on the rug in front of the fire, immediately sprang up to hug him. Draco felt a reluctant smile tug at the corners of his mouth.

“So he said no?” Harry asked, tone understanding.

Severus, who had been watching the two from his desk, sat up intrigued by the conversation. Concern marring his darkly handsome features as he watched Draco nod sadly. His body becoming tense, Draco sensing that he was obviously angry that someone had upset him.

Heart skipping a beat at the thought that Severus would no doubt fight for him, aware that Harry would as well. He hugged Harry harder, meeting Severus’ eyes and smiling back with his own. Letting out a sigh, he turned to look into the flickering flames of the warming fire.

“Draco?” Severus asked, his voice deep and alluring.

Harry ran a comforting hand along his knees, fingers slowly tracing the contours of his thighs. Draco’s heart began to beat faster, blood pumping south. His cock starting to firm and grow with the confines of his robes.

“He won’t even consider it.” Draco shaking his head in disbelief.

Harry tried to smile, eyes filled with kindness. Draco felt that weird fluttering feeling in his stomach. He shuddered, shivers running through his body, hips pushed up slightly. Both of them moaning at the sensation of Harry’s hand digging into his thighs.

Severus raised a bemused eyebrow, smirking as he noticed where Harry’s hand was now residing, his fingers millimetres away from Draco’s now throbbing cock.

“Who won’t consider what?” his tone interested though his expression informed Draco that he was already aware of the problem.

“Blaise! Bloody hetero idiot.. Won’t even consider being with me .. Well, us!” Draco’s petulant tone forced Severus to bite his lip to stop the laugh from emerging.

“ Harry, Severus.. make him do it!” he shouted, precociousness in his voice.

Draco’s eyes narrowed when he noticed the shaking of Severus’ shoulders, the mirth clear in his dark eyes. He turned his head towards Harry, expecting Harry’s full support in his outrage. Only to find that Harry was ill containing giggles of his own.

“WHAT?” Draco’s shriek of indignation echoing throughout the chambers.

Harry winced at the sound, but with a amused and placating manner, reached to stroke his knee. His amusement evident in the high quality in his voice when he replied.

“Wow, you are such a brat.” the smile on his face threatening to split it in two.

Draco sat spluttering, completely speechless. Rage slowly crept onto his flushed features.

I am not a brat!

I always get what I want!

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“Fuck off!” his words shocking even himself, Draco stood up.

He pushed Harry away, a forceful thrust that sent him flying back on to the rug. Draco felt horrible when he saw the hurt on Harry’s face. Still too angry to back down, he huffed and flounced across the room. Determined to walk out and go to sulk, not caring about the two of them.

Let them manage without me!

His rage in full flow, body tense as he approached the door to leave. Stopped suddenly by a pair of strong hands. Hands that were digging painfully into his shoulders, the strength in them obvious as they tightened their grip. Draco whimpering with pain as he was spun round to face an angry Severus. Black eyes filled with fire, the wrath in them making Draco feel weak at the knees.

“You little brat!” Severus’ voice loud and simmering with badly contained anger.

Draco struggled to wrench free of the punishing grasp, the fingers forcing him to gasp with pain.

“Sev.. Sev.. Just let him go.” without even having to shout, Harry sounded authoritative.

“He doesn’t want to be here with us.. Let him go.” the defeated quality in his voice made Draco want to hang his head with shame. He pulled away from Severus, who had loosened his grasp at Harry’s sad words.

With small tentative steps he walked to Harry. Harry’s head hung down, shoulders slumped. Draco hesitated to touch him, finally succumbing to the urge when Harry lifted his face to him. His eyes brimming with unshed tears, face a mask of misery.

I did this.. I made him cry.

Draco flung himself at him, arms wrapping his torso tightly. Harry let out a breathless grunt as he squeezed. Draco peppered his face and neck with butterfly kisses, murmuring his apologies between each kiss.

Severus observed the display with a cool demeanour, face still contorted with the annoyance.

Draco turned from kissing Harry’s neck briefly to offer him an apologetic smile, face dropping when it was not returned. He doubled his efforts to make Harry happier,. Tongue licking that little spot across his join of his neck and shoulders, knowing it would make Harry shudder. A tiny smile gracing his features when Harry moaned and shivered in his arms.

Harry rubbed his cheek against his, bringing their lips together in a slow languid kiss. Tongues sliding and teasing each other, no rush to devour or dominate. Draco nibbled gently on Harry’s bottom lip, the kiss deepened slightly. Harry’s lips pressing harder, tongue mapping further inside his mouth. Draco sighed into the kiss, his body automatically writhing alongside. His cock having deflated with the argument, perked back up. Firming instantly as Harry’s half hard shaft rubbed beside his. A scream frozen in his throat as he was painfully snatched away from him. Fingers pulling his hair, snagging and yanking strands out at the root.

Disorientated as he was twisted and pushed to the floor. His body landing with a hard thump onto the rug in front of the fire. He lifted a frightened head up to stare into obsidian eyes that were filled with menace and something else.

Draco struggled to swallow the lump that had formed in his throat. He knew that look, it was the look that made his heart beat faster and his cock become diamond hard. It was the look of the masterful side of Severus, the controlling side. Draco had only seen it briefly before when they had played, Severus ordering him and Harry to do things to each other and him. His pulse raced at the prospect of that look combined with the anger he clearly felt. Their play before had always been good natured, that side never being mixed with anger.

“Get up.” his voice filled with malice, his soft tone belying his words.

Draco felt his mouth opening to plead, slamming shut when he saw the look on Severus’ face. It was the look of someone struggling to hold on to the control they had. He scrambled to comply, feet slipping on the rug as he raced to get up. Heart thudding in his chest to the point of it feeling like it would explode. Severus grabbed around the back of his neck, the nape being pinched by his cool fingers. Draco’s scared eyes flicked to Harry, whose eyes were wide and surprised.

Severus leaned into his face, breath ghosting over his skin. Spittle dotting his cheeks as Severus shouted.

“You arrogant little shit.. Do you think we’re here to entertain you?!” the fury causing his voice to rise.

Draco furiously shook his head, desperate for them to see he didn’t think that.

“No.. I..” He began to plead only for Severus to tighten the hold on his neck. The words frozen as he whimpered.

“Well, Draco, it’s about time you were put in your place!” The sly, vicious tone making Draco’s heart race.

Body caught between the urge to stay or flee. Scared to stay and see what would happen. Another part inside eager to please and craving whatever punishment would be dealt to him.

Harry stood stock still, appearing to unable to move. His face a mask of indecision. Slowly he watched the scene unfolded before him, observing Severus. A small entertained and knowing smile gracing his face.

Draco was whimpering, hands up as if in surrender.

“I’m sorry.. please.”

“Please what.. Forgive you?” Draco nodded his head, frantically, “Ha! It’s about time you were shown who’s in control here!”

Draco felt light headed at the words pouring from Severus’ mouth. Glazed eyes searching for Harry, looking for him to help. Harry simply stood staring apparently hypnotised by the display. His eyes filled a strange glee, face flushed with arousal.

Starting to feel nervous and apprehensive about the change in mood, Draco started to struggle. Fighting to break free of Severus’ rigid grasp. Fingers slid down to pinch at his shoulders, his body being manhandled towards Severus’ desk. His body jerked around, his back against Severus’ chest. Draco could feel the deep breaths that Severus was taking, his knuckles white on his shoulders. Slammed face down, Draco gasped for air as the edge of the desk pushed the air out of his lungs. Trying to catch his breath, heart fluttering when he realized he was hanging over the desk. Chest flat against the cool wood, his arse pushed up. The smell of parchment and ink assaulting his nostrils.

He tried to push himself up, hands splaying out as he was forced back down. Nose to the table, fingers hanging onto the lip of the desk in front of him. He turned his head to take a breath, only to have Severus grab the back of his head and force it back to the previous position.

“DO NOT MOVE!”

Draco found himself obeying instantly, his body tense awaiting for the next instruction. His mind screaming at him to leave, his body practically vibrating with excitement. The fear of not knowing what was going to happen heightening the desire that was racing through his bloodstream.

A muttered word behind him and he gasped as the warm air caressed his now naked bottom half. Severus had not even bothered to remove all of his clothes, Draco felt uncomfortably bare. Aware that the position he was in gave a view of his hanging balls and exposed his arsehole.

The feeling of nervousness began to build as he heard no noise in the room. His body began to shake, muscles twitching. He tried to calm his body but could not, the tremors increasing the longer the silence reigned in the room.

THWACK! A strong hand connected sharply with the top of his right buttock. Draco screamed, a high piercing sound that reverberated around the silent room. His back arched, his hips shifting to move away.

THWACK! A stronger hit this time, placed just to the side of the other smack. The fingers on the hand catching the edge of the existing mark. Draco screamed again, his voice cracking on the end. The force of the smack pushing his hips forward, the edge of the desk digging into the tender flesh of his cock. Strangely his earlier erection was still evident, Draco moaned pitifully. The wood leaving an indent in the smooth skin, his cock leaking on to the floor below.

“You like that, don’t you?” A husky sex filled voice stated.

“No.” Draco surprised at the shaky quality in his own voice.

THWACK this time his left buttock received the same treatment. Draco felt tears spring in his eyes. The stinging of the marks warming his skin, the tingly left behind was apparently directly linked to his cock. Which even though it was jammed painfully against the side of the desk, was still rock hard. The low ache in his balls reminding him that he wanted to come.

Merlin.. I’m getting off on being spanked!

An hysterical laugh bubbled in his throat only to be swallowed by a scream when the hand connected again. This time the slap was lower on his buttock at the junction of the cheek and the top of his leg. Balls swinging dangerously close to where the tingly handprint had been left. His breath coming in short gusts, chest feeling tight as he forced himself to breathe. His body on edge, tense and waiting for the next strike.

“Who’s in control here?” the smooth sound of Severus speaking caused Draco to let out a tiny moan.

THWACK Draco threw his head and shrieked. Tears falling freely down his cheeks, face red and flushed. Breath hitching with each sob. Both of his arse cheeks burning, the skin red and hot. A soothing hand ran over the hot marks, fingers tracing delicately. The complete opposite of the previous treatment. Draco sobbed harder, saliva dripping onto the desk as he shook.

“I’ll ask again, my naughty dragon, who’s in control here?” the hand stopped for a moment, fingers digging into the marks. Draco whimpered and thrust his hips forward only to groan at the friction of the wood against his cock.

“You, You, YOU!” He sobbed out, rewarded with the featherlike touches gracing his skin again.

He sighed, relaxing into the touch. Heart stopping when the fingers slid down to ghost over his exposed hole, the muscle twitched excitedly. Draco heard a set of low lust filled moans from behind him, he went to turn only to be forced back again.

“I didn’t say you could move.”

The fingers rubbed around the pucker, dipping inside just a fraction of an inch. Draco bucked back trying to force the fingers deeper inside.

THWACK the hit was not as hard as the others but still had some force behind it. Draco moaned, his tears forming again as the fingers caught a previous mark. The sting taking his breath away.

“DO NOT MOVE!” Severus sounded angry.

Trembling, the muscles all over his form frantic to move. He opened his mouth to take a slow and steadying lungful of air. The beating of his heart erratic and loud in his ears.

The fingers teased his entrance, feeling slick and wet. Draco bit his lip to stop from moving. His hands clasping the edge of the desk, fingers digging into the wood. A moan escaping as one finger breached his pucker, swirling the slickness around inside him. Preparing him for something bigger. Ears pricking at the sound of someone moving around the room, footsteps approaching the front of the desk. Resisting the urge to look up, he concentrated on the feeling of the fingers, two now, exploring his smooth channel. The muscle twitching involuntarily around them, drawing long moans from behind him.

“Lift up your head.” Draco obeyed immediately, drooling at the sight of a naked Harry in front of him.

Severus thrust three fingers inside him, the dexterous digits seeking out his prostate, tapping it lightly. Draco opened his mouth to moan, Harry thrust forward, forcing his cock into Draco’s mouth. He tried to pull away, annoyed at the rough treatment.

THWACK This time the smack fell right across his pucker, his scream reached a piercing pitch. The ring of muscle going into spasm, Three fingers thrust inside. The muscle tightening and pulling them in further. The moans of pleasure from the two men drowning out the pain filled ones from Draco.

“Do as you’re told!.. Now be a good little dragon and suck!” Severus shouted huskily, his words encouraging Harry to pull back only to thrust straight back in. Draco gurgled around the long shaft, the head of Harry’s cock hitting the back of his throat, making it hard to breath. He swallowed convulsively to try and clear the blockage, the sensation dragging groans from Harry.

Severus fingers still thrusting in and out of his tight hole. Draco shuddering when he heard and felt Severus spit on his pucker.

“That’s the only prep you’re going to get, ok naughty dragon?” Severus stood up but did not move. Draco murmured around Harry’s cock, trying to speak. Harry pulled back, his cock sliding from his mouth with a wet pop. Draco found himself memorized by the trail of saliva still linking his mouth to the end of Harry’s leaking length.

“Yes… yes… FUCK ME!” The rasp of his voice surprising him. He looked up at Harry, with pleading eyes, begging.

“Fuck my mouth!” shoving himself forward to swallow Harry down to the base as the last word left his lips. Harry gasped, hips shooting forward, the tip pounding the back of Draco’s throat.

Severus grabbed his hips, slamming himself inside just as Harry thrust forward. Draco couldn’t breath, his head swimming. The two cocks battering him at either end. His throat struggling to accommodate Harry’s sheer length, saliva dripping from his mouth onto the desk, smearing the essays that were there. His prostate constantly pounding by Severus’ thick length. His entrance stretched painfully, the feeling of fullness driving Draco’s cock to spill.

Harry grabbed the back of his head, his thrusts becoming erratic. Severus at the same time, lifted his hips to allow him to plunge deeper. Draco screamed, the vibration bringing on Harry’s climax. Hot salty come flooded Draco’s mouth, choking him. Severus hit his prostate hard on a powerful thrust. Draco’s untouched cock erupted, spraying the desk and floor below it.

Harry pulled out, cock still spurting weakly. With a shaky hand he reached up to finish over Draco’s flushed face. The last ribbons of come splashing his cheek and catching across his lips. Draco coughed, the excess fluid in his mouth dribbling down his chin. His greedy tongue flicked out to catch the splashes on his lips, Harry moaned even louder.

Severus having watched the display, groaned with desire. Tilting Draco’s hips forward and lifting him higher. Draco found himself perched, his weight on his arms and chest. His legs now off the ground as Severus pounded into him. The exertion showing on Severus’ face, flushed and shining with sweat. His dark eyes glowing with want, his fingers gripping Draco, knowing he would be leaving bruises. The realization forcing his orgasm to burst free, legs shaking with the intensity as he emptied himself in Draco’s clenching body.

The sound of laboured breathing filling the room. Tiredly, they disengaged themselves, ending up sprawled on the ground. Too exhausted to move off the stone floor. Harry cleared his throat, looking at Draco with a hint of concern in his eyes.

“You ok?”

Draco shifted, his arse sore from the spanking and the subsequent fucking. His voice raspy from his throat being used, he smiled at Harry and a tired looking Severus.

“Never been better.” He laughed.

Severus quirked an eyebrow, a smile in his eyes. His voice had a hint of a laugh as he said.

“I think I have a solution to the Blaise problem.”
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