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Bliss	By : mechelle908 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 5615 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Harry Potter and all the characters created in the Harry Potter universe belong only to J.K. Rowling. This story is only for fun, not for profit. I also do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

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Bit of a crossover fic with my original character from Buffy verse. Brielle is a slayerwitch who came to Hogwarts in Year Five to protect Harry Potter. Naturally, they bonded over their shared “Chosen” destinies and became best friends. But it was Draco Malfoy who captured Brielle’s heart and since the war ended she and Draco have been inseparable. It’s the night of Brielle’s 23^rd birthday and earlier in the week Draco presented her with a house that he and Harry had secretly worked together to purchase for her. Brielle notices a shift in tension between her boys and is eager to take advantage of the change. Post Hogwarts fic and Fred is not dead because I say so.

Three is a charm

Two is not the same

I don’t see the harm

So are you game?

“3” by Britney Spears

“Night guys! Thank you so much for the presents. You really have me spoiled!”

Fred Weasley responded to Brielle with a wolfish grin, ”If you really want to thank me-”

“Do I really need to get territorial, Weasly?” Draco spoke up from the couch, interrupting his conversation with Harry.

“Ah, that is right. Brielle’s spoiled goods since she’s had a Malfoy in-“

“Alright!” Brielle said laughing, “Take your little brother home. I don’t think he or Hermione are going to able to apparate.”

Hermione flung her arms around Brielle’s neck and hugged her tight, “Happy birthday! We had a really great time, like always.”

Brielle squeezed Hermione back and said, “And now Ron is about to get an early birthday present, isn’t he?”

Hermione giggled, her breath tickling Brielle’s neck. She pulled away and gave Brielle a chaste kiss on the lips.

“I better kiss you now because you don’t want to know what I am about to do with my mouth-“

Brielle burst into laughter, “Naughty witch! Where did you learn such language?”

Hermione winked at Brielle, “From the best.”

She linked arms with Ron and allowed Fred and George to lead them to the apparition room.

Brielle swirled around, stumbling slightly. “It’s just the three of us, do do do, we can make it if we try-“

Harry laughed, “Oh Merlin she’s singing. How many bottles of champagne did she have?”

Draco was still quietly chuckling at Brielle’s singing ability and replied, “I think it was the bottle of tequila we need to be worried about.”

“That was good stuff,” Harry said, laying his head against the back of the couch. He squinted, “Are the lights moving?”

Draco looked up and mirroring Harry’s narrowed gaze,” I can’t remember if I ordered fairy lights…“

Brielle plopped down on the short, leather couch settling her arse in between Harry and Draco. She leaned back into Draco’s lap, resting her forearms on his thigh. Her thighs pressing against one of Harry’s as her knees crossed over his lap.

“Can I get you anything else, Mr. Malfoy?”

“Mmm, definitely one more bottle of champagne,” interjected Brielle.

“Very good, Miss.”

The waiter exited as quietly as he entered the VIP room. Draco was now looking down the dress of the exquisite creature leaning in his lap.

“You look magnificent, darling.”

“Do I?” Brielle asked as she quirked her brow and leaned her head back to look at Draco, her long, chestnut-blonde hair pooling in his lap.

In reply, he bent and kissed her. One hand reached to cradle the back of her head and the other slid slowly across her chest and moved upward as he cupped her face.

Brielle deepened the kiss, shifting to move closer to Draco.

Harry lifted his head to watch the two, catching a glimpse of a tongue as it moved to explore, or teeth as they reached out to nibble a lower lip. Harry found his pants tightening as he wondered what those tongues and teeth would feel like on his own. He knew Brielle was an exquisite kisser and imagined that Draco would have to be equally good to please her. They had been inseparable since the war and Harry had been insufferably lonely since Ginny decided to focus on her career as a quidditch player. He knew he owed her the time since he broke up with her before the war. But Ron and Hermione had their life and Brielle and Draco had theirs. But Brielle, up until the beginning of her birthday week, had been living at Grimmauld Place with Harry.

Draco decided to buy Brielle a house for her birthday-extravagant, of course, but not for a Malfoy. He wanted her to have her dream home, a house by the beach in Spain. So, wanting to get everything right, Draco enlisted the help of Harry, the only person who knew Brielle better than he. So Draco and Harry began spending a lot of time together. Brielle, noticed that they both seemed distant from her but had no idea they were spending time together. One would tell her they were going to a meeting or seeing old friends and the other would say they were going out for dinner or a meeting. She never would have imagined they were sneaking off to be together-literally picking out curtains.

Harry and Draco spent hours planning, researching and finally purchasing a house. Then they spent an equal number of hours getting it ready for “their girl,” as they came to call Brielle.

Brielle sensed the shift in their energy when Draco came over to the house. It was more amicable, secretive. There was still tension but it just felt, tighter. She had been puzzling over this for two weeks until her birthday actually snuck up on her and the big surprise was finally revealed.

She could not process that the two of them worked together to plan this. And it was everything she had dreamed.

Brielle, feeling Harry’s eyes on her, ended the kiss. She looked up at Harry and said, “These shoes are murder. Untie me?”

Harry reached up to pull the bow out. He slowly unwound the expensive ribbons that criss-crossed her calf. Brielle’s head lulled back again as she enjoyed the brush of Harry’s fingers across her legs. Draco took the opportunity to start kissing down her neck and across her colloarbone. Harry pulled each shoe off and slowly slid one hand back up her calf to rest on the underside of her knee. His movement did not escape Draco and he mumbled, between kisses, “Potter, you understand that one day I am going to make her Lady Malfoy?”

Harry began to remove his hand but Draco stopped his kisses and turned his eyes to Harry while reaching out his own hand to still Harry’s retreating one.

“I may have grown up a spoiled child but I know how to share. Do you want to be our toy, love?” Draco asked turning his eyes on Brielle.

“What are your rules?” She asked since this was not their first three-some. They always had rules. Draco was completely abject to anyone placing their dick inside Brielle the same as Brielle was abject to Draco actually fucking another female. They shared that only with one another, but there was still so much one could do with another body.

“No rules this time, if you agree?”

Brielle smiled widely, “You want him as much as I do! Brilliant! This is really going to be the best birthday!”

“Whoa,” Harry interjected,” I don’t…I can’t…friendship…and I am not gay…”

“Stop stuttering Potter. It’s a complete turn-off.”

Harry looked at Brielle, “What if this changes-“

“It won’t. You are so lonely and it kills me, Harry. Let us keep you company for awhile. And you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. And I promise, I’ll still love you for you in the morning.”

Brielle smiled at her private joke. She knew Harry liked a connection when he was with a girl. One night stands were just not him. He was far too noble.

Draco had since moved to kissing down the back of Brielle’s neck and stopped at her declaration, “So there is nothing to lose. You get endless pleasure with two of your friends who won’t sell their story of their night in Potterdise to the first two-bit newspaper.”

“We’ve come so far Malfoy. What if-“

“You shared her with me, Harry. She was yours and you allowed her to let me completely into her life. I would never be so vain as to think that if you truly wanted her to stay away that she would have disobeyed you. She loves you. And I love her. And by some sort of extension that means you and I should have at least friendly feelings for one another.”

Brielle moved to straddle Harrys lap, “The best gift I could have been given is a friendship between the two of you. And the changes I have sensed these last few weeks have had me reeling with delight. And now, I think I know what the tension is that I began feeling.” Brielle glanced at Draco and gave him her seductive smile,” Draco can’t resist pretty things, and you Harry are a shining treasure.”

She gripped his face and placed her lips on his. Harry moved his hands to press her into him as he began to kiss her back with zest.

Draco moved from the couch and picked up the bottle of Dom the waiter had left. He briefly wondered exactly what the young man saw or heard but the sounds issuing from Potter and Brielle distracted him.

He felt his own already hard erection tighten even more at the sight of him. Draco thought he and Brielle looked like gods together with their light hair and light eyes, her tanned skin, his pale denoting the gods of fire and air. And Harry, he was earth- solid, dark. His black hair was now tangled in Brielle’s hands and Harry’s own tanned skin a match to Brielle’s. Draco couldn’t stop picturing himself between the two darker bodies, sweating, writhing, grunting-

“It’s time to go home.”

Brielle broke the kiss with Harry breathing deeply. “Your right, Dray. The last thing we need is the cleaning staff to go to the Prophet tomorrow with this headline.”

Harry giggled, “What headline? The REAL Golden Trio?”

Brielle laughed and pulled Harry off the couch, “Oh shut it super hero!”

Draco took Brielle’s hand as she took Harry’s, “Ready?”

Their feet landed on the plush rug in Brielle’s new bedroom. Brielle flicked her hand and opened the balcony doors allowing the sounds of the crashing waves to fill the room. The light blue curtains around the doors and Brielle’s large bed began to sway. The boys had settled on a hue of blues. Some matched Brielle’s dark eyes while others were a grayish blue to rival the color of Draco’s eyes. The combination proved a delight to Brie.

“I’m going to put this on ice,” Draco said carrying the bottle of champagne from the room.”

Harry watched Draco leave and shifted his weight, a nervous fire spreading in his abdomen. There was a full moon tonight so there was no need for additional lighting. She could clearly see the desire in Harry’s emerald eyes.

“I promise you won’t regret this,” Brielle said as she wrapped her arms around his neck, the embrace so familiar but causing Harry’s skin to vibrate with anticipation. “People are so silly when it comes to sex. Boy and girl, girl and girl, boy and boy…we are all creatures of the flesh, all responsive to pleasure. And people as gorgeous as us…well, it’s just natural to come together!”

Harry laughed, loving that Brielle’s joking was putting him at ease. The truth was that it was not the first time Harry and Brielle were intimate with one another. During the war, Harry had roughly taken her against a tree, fucking her until he forgot his own name. She knew he needed an outlet for his frustration and she provided it, knowing her body could handle all he needed to give. Brielle had never told Draco about this incident though, not wanting to make him suspicious of her closeness with Harry. Apocalypses, wars, death-it just had a way of bringing people closer, of making the need for close connections necessary to keeping your mission in focus.

Harry’s hands trailed across Brie’s back, reaching down to cup her arse. She sighed into his shoulder and moved her lips across his adam’s apple. She reached up and took his chin between her teeth, closing them across his stubble. She kissed the tip and began trailing kisses across his jawbone ending with his earlobe.

“Honestly? Not a single stitch of clothing lost yet? I underestimated your seductive prowess, Brielle.”

She stepped back from Harry, hand on her hip, “Well then, Malfoy, show me how it’s done.”

Draco smirked at his witch and flicked his wand, causing her dress to tear in two. Brielle stood before the boys clad only in panties. Her breasts were charmed perfectly into the dress, the charm becoming useless as Draco ruined her dress. Her panties were lace, light pink hipsters that accentuated her ass to perfection.

“Well played,” she said as she repeated the tearing spell on Draco, except she left no part of him covered. And Draco could care less. He was proud of his sleek, muscular body and unashamed to be naked in front of Harry. His cock, currently only half-aroused, was impressive but Brie knew Harry had nothing to hide. Their size and girth were uncommonly similar.

Both Brielle and Draco turned predatory eyes toward Harry, each grinning. “We should undress him. Tease him,” Brielle suggested as she stalked toward her new prey.”

Draco silently consented and moved behind Harry. He let Brielle take the lead, allowed her to be the eye candy to put Harry even further at ease.

Brie lifted Harry’s tight tee over his head and ran her hand across his muscular chest. He was broader than Draco, thicker but equally as toned. She loved the darkness of his skin, desiring to taste every inch. Draco’s hands snaked around Harry’s waist following Brielle’s. Harry’s eyes were now closed and his breathing was speeding up.

Brielle bit her lip as she willed herself to go slow. She didn’t want to scare Harry off but the slayer in her was begging her to throw this new boy onto the floor and shag him senseless. Draco could sense her urgency and stepped around to stand behind Brie. He grabbed her breasts, squeezing hard. She moaned and leaned her body into Draco. Harry watched Draco’s hands on Brielle’s breasts hungrily. He had never actually seen her naked. Their one frenzied tryst involved only the necessary anatomical parts but Harry had many dreams of roaming his hands over her tight body, feeling the muscles that ensconced all her supernatural strength.

Draco chuckled into Brielle’s neck, “You want us both to fill you, don’t you little slayer?” His eyes met Harry’s and he continued, “Fuck you like a bitch in heat?”

Brielle moaned at the image Draco was painting for her with his silken tongue. She opened her eyes as a set of lips attached to her nipple. Harry understood now that there was no need to be slow or shy. Not with Brielle. She was anything but a delicate flower. Draco took the opportunity to lower Brie’s lacy underwear and she was currently unbuckling Harry’s trousers. Soon the three of them were naked, pressed together, groping, kissing, licking, sucking. Brielle was smashed between the two strong boys and wiggled out as she realized they were now kissing each other.

She was quite certain she had never been more aroused than she was now at the sight of them. Despite knowing Brie’s strength, when they kissed her it was still delicate compared to the battle of tongues that was taking place between the boys. Their kissing was so rough, bruising and undeniably passionate. She watched Harry’s tongue being pulled into Draco’s mouth as he sucked on it, Harry responding by capturing Draco’s upper lip between his teeth and pulling.

Their bodies were pressed together, so tightly she couldn’t see their cocks. Their hands were roaming over one another’s flesh when suddenly Harry yanked back, breathing hard. He reached out and traced what his fingers had found. Tiny pink scars, only visible if you first felt them littered Draco’s chest. Brie moved forward sensing Harry’s guilt.

“You never meant it, Potter. I would have Crucioed you.”

“I’m sorry…I had-“

“It’s okay, Harry. It’s in the past.”

Harry looked into Draco’s eyes and moved forward to embrace him, kissing him softly across his chest. Draco accepted this as Harry’s apology, the gesture meaning more than words ever could.

Brielle began tugging both the boys towards her bed, eager to capitalize on the shifting emotions between Harry and Draco. The atmosphere felt lighter now, the negative tension dissipating with Harry’s absolution from the scars.

She used her strength to pull both of them onto the bed, giggling as the three of them landed in an unceremonious heap of torsos and limbs. Draco and Harry smiled with Brie, moving in tandem to explore her body.

Harry was suckling on Brielle’s nipples again, cupping and squeezing her breasts while Draco was moving across her stomach, kissing her bare mound. Her body shuddered in anticipation for Draco’s tongue. When it came to oral sex, Draco was a god with a golden tongue. He nudged her thighs apart and the movement caused Harry to turn his head to watch. Seeing Draco between Brie’s legs was incredibly arousing and as her thigh brushed Harry’s cock, a drop of precum slipped out. Brielle pulled at Harry until he moved so she could take him into her mouth. Harry gripped his hand on the headboard to steady himself as he felt the heat of her mouth envelope him.

Brielle’s moans of pleasure from Draco’s ministrations were creating a delicious vibration around Harry’s cock. He rocked his hips into her mouth and felt the tell-tale building of pressure at the base of his spine and before he knew it he was coming in her mouth. Brie’s eyes widened a bit in surprise as she swallowed his unexpected emission. She pulled away giggling a little and Draco looked up from between Brie’s thighs, lips glistening.

“Merlin, Potter! We haven’t even-“

“I know!” Harry groaned as he flopped back on the bed, laughing along with Brie. “It’s been months…I couldn’t control it.”

“Don’t let Draco tease you. The first time I went down on him he came three seconds after my lips touched-“

“Finish that sentence and I will ensure you don’t orgasm once tonight.”

Brielle laughed again, “I mean the Malfoy stamina is legendary. Each and every time.”

Draco rewarded her rephrase by pinching her clit between his teeth. She arched back, her head coming to rest on Harry’s stomach. “Jesus!” she breathed.

Draco lapped at her folds a few more times before sitting up. “We come together tonight, love. Well, some of us for the second time,” Draco said as he arched his brow and smirked at Harry. He climbed up Brielle’s body and kissed her, mingling the taste of herself and Harry. Brie could feel Draco’s length pressing into her hip and she rocked her own. Draco moaned into her mouth.

He continued kissing her as he snaked a hand up Harry’s thigh to cup his balls. He began playing with them trailing his thumb towards Harry’s hole and pressing into the sensitive perineum. Harry moaned and the rumble vibrated through Brielle and into Draco. Brielle reached her hand above her to join in Draco’s ministrations. She began stroking Harry’s hardening prick, alternating between lazy strokes and sharp, quick movements. In a matter of seconds, between both lovers’ movements, Harry’s flesh once again hardened.

Brielle was more than ready for someone to bury themselves inside of her sugar walls. She moved from under Draco and pulled Harry into a sitting position. She glanced at Draco as she straddled Harry, “I figure you’ll want the honor of…being the first.”

Brielle them impaled herself onto Harry, practically shaking from the relief of finally being filled with his big cock. Harry groaned at the tightness of her walls, remembering the delicious things her muscles could do. Brie stilled herself around Harry, waiting for Draco.

He moved behind Brie running his hands over her delectable ass. He whispered a lubrication charm and began stroking her hole. He played and encouraged Brielle to begin moving. She slowly moved up and down on Harry as Draco began stretching her, preparing to enter her.

“I want you Draco, now. Both of you.”

He stilled her hips again and pressed his own painfully hard cock against her rear entrance. She had stopped about halfway down Harry’s cock and was statue still. Draco, quickly pushed into her, all three of them gasping and moaning aloud. The sensation of Draco behind her and Harry below her nearly caused Brielle to stop breathing. She steadied herself on Harry’s shoulders and they all began to move, slowly at first. Brie looked into Harry’s eyes and smiled, biting her lower lip. “Bliss,” she murmured and began urging each boy to increase their pace.

Soon the air was filled with the sounds of slick flesh slapping in perfect tandem and voices moaning in unparalleled pleasure. Harry could feel the presence of Draco’s cock behind his own and he willed himself to last, to come with them. Brielle could feel her orgasm building from a place she hadn’t even known existed. It was if her entire core were nothing but nerves of pleasure and those nerves were currently enveloped in a fire to rival that of fiendfyre. Draco’s own orgasm was fast approaching, his balls tightening preparing to douse Brielle’s arse with his release.

Movements continued, their rhythm becoming slightly undone as each member of the trio felt their imminent release. Brielle’s body tensed, a guttural groan escaping her throat followed by a scream of pleasure. Her walls began pulsing around Harry and Draco and the boys followed her, groaning through their own ejaculations.

The three of them were now slumped together, their heart beats slowing, their breaths coming in more and more even gasps.

Draco slowly extracted himself from Brielle and flopped, undignified onto his back. “Fuck!”

Brie moved from Harry, cum trickling from both of her entrances. She nestled next to Draco, settling on her back with her arm thrown over her brow.

Harry slinked down the headboard, lying on his side to face Draco and Brie. Brielle took Harry’s hand with her free arm and linked her fingers in his turning her body to face Draco as Harry cuddled into the back of her. Draco turned his head and smirked at his lovers.

“Again?”
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