Fic: Double Delivery
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alisanneTitle: Double Delivery
Author:![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
alisanne
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Summary: Draco gets a gift he never dreamed of.
Word Count: ~2600
Genre: Erotica, romance
Warnings: GRAPHIC sex, Double penetration
A/N: Written in honor of Draco Malfoy's birthday today! This is a follow up of sorts to the story I wrote earlier in the year for Severus Snape's birthday called For His Own Good
Beta:sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Double Delivery
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“Tomorrow is June fifth,” Draco announced brightly.
“Indeed?” Severus said dryly. “Imagine that.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “We’re both well aware of the date, Draco,” he said. “It’s not as if you haven’t been reminding us as frequently as possible.”
Draco flushed. “It’s a national holiday in Denmark, you know,” he blustered. “If they celebrate it...”
“I didn’t know that,” Harry said, glancing over towards Severus.
“I’ve told you that several times now, Harry,” Draco said, clearly exasperated.
“You don’t say?” Severus murmured. “Where have our heads been?”
Harry hid a smile.
“You’re not taking me seriously,” Draco huffed. He stood up and prepared to leave. “I don’t have to stay here and be insulted...”
With a fond smile, Harry stood up as well and pulled him into a hug. “We’re just teasing. We know it’s your birthday, and we have something planned.”
Draco immediately perked up. “You do?” He smirked. “Oh, then that’s all right. What is it?”
Severus shook his head. “Now you’ve done it,” he said, draining his mug and standing. “He won’t rest until he discovers what his gift is.”
Harry sniggered and pressed a kiss to Draco’s cheek. “It’s a surprise. You’ll just have to wait and see.”
Draco pouted. “That’s no fun.”
“It is for me,” Severus said. “I look forward to your machinations today, Draco. And now, I have a meeting with the Board of Governors.” With that he pulled first Draco, then Harry into a deep kiss and, after eliciting moans from both of them, swept out of the room, leaving Harry and Draco standing there, panting.
“Machinations?” Harry asked once he’d recovered.
Draco grinned wickedly. “I will get this out of you, Harry,” he promised.
Harry sighed. It was going to be a long day.
~
The first few times Harry encountered Draco that day, everything was fine. Potions and DADA didn’t overlap, so they ran into each other in the staff room several times between classes as usual, and Harry thought nothing of it. Until Draco began brushing against him and touching him incessantly.
By the time Harry went to prepare to teach his last session of the day he was half hard, and Draco’s mischievous grin and saucy wink did nothing to improve matters. To add insult to injury, on his way out of the room Draco licked his lips lasciviously and blew him a kiss. Harry went to his class blushing and fully aroused.
After that he avoided the office, but even that didn’t save him. As he walked past a darkened alcove, a hand unexpectedly shot out and unceremoniously hauled him into the shadows, and before Harry could make a noise he was being pressed against a wall and snogged within an inch of his life.
It was Draco, of course, and since Harry identified him immediately by his scent and taste, he returned the kiss enthusiastically.
“So,” Draco purred, insinuating a leg in between Harry’s and beginning a slow slide against him, “what do you have planned for my birthday?”
On the verge of coming right there and then, Harry whined in the back of his throat and tried to thrust harder against Draco, but Draco was having none of it. “Answer me,” he insisted, mouthing Harry’s ear.
“It’s a surprise,” Harry managed, trying to hold Draco close so they could frot properly. When Draco pouted, Harry grinned and sucked that pouty bottom lip into his mouth.
No doubt Draco would have tried some other tactic to extract the information, but just then a discreet cough distracted them both.
“I am not sure whether to be more upset that you started without me or that you’re doing this so blatantly.” Severus, arms crossed, was standing there, his eyes glittering with some unnamed emotion.
“Severus...”
“Not that I am unappreciative of such an erotic display,” Severus continued, “but this is perhaps best saved for our quarters. Unless you had plans to invite students to join us?”
Draco pulled away from Harry and, after shooting a rueful look at him, turned to face Severus. “We apologize, Headmaster,” he said, clearly chastened.
Severus inclined his head. “I’ll see you both in my office in ten minutes and we shall see about reparations,” he said.
Harry shivered as he watched Severus walk away. “Can’t wait,” he murmured, not surprised when Draco made a noise of agreement.
~
Harry was cold, and he imagined Draco was, too, stretched out naked as they were across Severus’ desk. From the sounds Severus was making behind them as he rummaged for a suitable implement of punishment, this was going to be good. Harry’s prick, already hard from before, was now leaking, and having it pressed against the wood didn’t seem to be a problem despite the discomfort.
“Ten swats each I think,” Severus said. Harry shivered.
When the first blow came it took his breath away, as it always did. “One!” he choked out around the blossoming warmth.
Since Severus paddled their cheeks in a row, it was an interminable wait before they were all finished, and by then he was practically humping the desk he was so aroused.
Cool, lubricant-slicked fingers insinuated themselves between his arse cheeks, and Harry gasped as he was perfunctorily stretched and something rigid was introduced. Draco’s sudden inhalation told him that he was being subjected to the same treatment.
“Those plugs shall stay in until tonight,” Severus murmured, patting Harry’s beet-red arse before moving away. “Perhaps this shall remind you both that you are professors now and thus cannot follow your every carnal instinct.”
“Severus...” Draco whined.
Harry winced as a slap echoed.
“Another word and I’ll add a cock ring, Draco,” Severus warned. “Now, you have five minutes before I expect you in the Great Hall for dinner. Use it wisely.”
Severus settled back in his chair as Harry and Draco straightened up from the desk and eyed one other. By wordless agreement they reached for each other, and it only took a few pulls before they were both sobbing their relief and spurting over each other’s hands.
Once he had recovered, Harry Summoned his clothes and when all three men walked into the Great Hall, it would have taken a perceptive eye to see that both Harry and Draco were walking a bit stiffly.
“So are you going to tell me what the present is?” Draco whispered out of the corner of his mouth when they sat.
Harry rolled his eyes. “No! Now shut it, unless you don’t want a thorough fucking tonight.”
Draco smiled and immediately shut up.
Harry could feel Severus’ eyes on him, and the low level throbbing of the plug in his arse let him know he was being monitored. It also let his prick know there was more fun to come, however, which meant he was fully hard by the time they made it through dinner.
It was his turn to patrol and by the time he was done and met Draco back in the Great Hall for the trip back to their shared quarters, Harry was trembling with need.
They all but ran back to their rooms, and when they hit the door, both Harry and Draco virtually attacked each other, ripping away clothes as they attempted to devour the other.
When they came up for air it was to see a naked and very aroused Severus waiting on top of the bed, stroking his cock and smirking as he watched them.
“Happy Birthday, Draco,” he purred, his velvet voice making both men swallow deeply.
Hardly needing a verbal invitation, Harry and Draco crawled onto the bed, and, as one, began kissing Severus.
When Draco bent down to begin licking broad stripes onto and around Severus’ prick, Severus pulled him away. “It’s your birthday,” he said, pushing Draco down onto his back. “We should be taking care of you.”
Draco didn’t argue, and as Harry and Severus settled over him and started lapping at the tip and length of his cock, tongues entwining around it, he sighed and widened his legs.
With a sigh, Draco’s hands settled in their hair, and his head fell back onto the pillow as his lovers slurped and sucked, eliciting loud moans from his mouth. When he came a minute later it was with a low cry and a shudder, which Harry and Severus cradled him through.
Once he recovered his breath, Draco reached down, first pulling Harry up for a kiss, then Severus. Tasting his own flavour in their mouths made him moan, and as he pulled away, Severus whispered against his mouth, “So, what would you like to do on your day?”
Draco blushed but met Severus’ gaze squarely. “I want both of you to fuck me,” he said softly.
“But we already do that...” Harry shut up as Severus glared at him.
“I think he means at the same time, Harry,” Severus murmured after directing another searching look at Draco.
Leaning forward, Draco kissed Severus again, then he turned towards Harry. “Will you?” he asked. “Please?”
Harry nodded slowly. “I just don’t want to hurt you.”
Draco laughed. “As if I’d let you,” he scoffed.
Severus curved his hand around Harry’s neck and drew him close. “He’ll be fine, Harry,” he said. “He wants this, and he wants it with us. We’ll go slowly.”
Swallowing hard, Harry glanced between the two of them, then nodded. “All right,” he said softly. “What do we do?”
Once they had rearranged themselves, Harry on his back, Draco straddling Harry’s hips, and Severus sitting on his haunches behind Draco, Severus removed the plugs, immediately casting a Lubrication Spell on Draco.
Positioning Harry’s cock at Draco’s hole, Severus leaned forward and whispered, “Sit down,” into Draco’s ear.
Draco did so, groaning as Harry filled him.
They fucked for a few moments until Draco was arching his back ad his cock began to fill again.
“It’s a good thing you had the plug in for so long,” Severus observed. “It certainly paved the way for this.”
“Why do you think I asked?” Draco answered, even as he shifted restlessly atop Harry’s prick. Biting his lip, he stopped moving and turned his head to look at Severus. “Now?” he asked. When Severus nodded he smiled slowly. “Here we go, Harry, he whispered. “Just give Severus a moment.”
“Fuck, you feel so bloody good,” Harry gasped, running restless hands over Draco’s thighs and arse as he struggled not to resume thrusting.
“So do you,” Draco murmured. “Imagine what it’ll feel like with Severus sliding in next to you, with both of you inside me.”
“Oh God!”
“Mm, my thought exactly,” Draco murmured. He hissed as he felt Severus’ finger circling where Harry’s cock was inside him. When the finger managed to manoeuvre its way in alongside Harry, Draco leaned forward and snogged Harry in earnest.
Severus managed to push another finger in, followed by a third. “Are you all right, Draco?” he asked, the thumb of his other hand rubbing soothing circles into Draco’s lower back.
“Fuck, yes,” Draco gasped, his forehead leaning against Harry’s as he struggled for breath. He was moving up and down on Harry in a slow rhythm. “More.”
“As you wish, but you must be still.”
Draco complied, and, since Severus had already greased his prick, he immediately began working it into place, carefully managing to insert the tip before removing his fingers. Draco remained relaxed, accepting the new cock fairly easily.
The sight of Draco’s hole stretching to the point of being able to accommodate both his and Harry’s not inconsiderable pricks made Severus shudder. Moving closer, he slid in deeper, smiling as both Harry and Draco began babbling nonsense words.
“Oh God,” Harry gasped, shaking. “This is... I can’t...”
“Shh,” Draco said. “You both feel...amazing... so good. I...”
Another slide of Severus’ prick made them both lose words altogether. He was all the way in now and as he began the slow, careful slide out, he could feel Harry tensing up. “Come if you want to, Harry,” he said, voice low and dark. “It’s all right.”
After only a few more sensual slides against Severus and in and out of Draco, Harry did just that, bucking his hips up and crying out as he came spurting inside Draco.
Severus held himself perfectly still as Harry’s seed made Draco’s passage wetter, slicker, but once Harry was done, Severus began to move, pushing Draco flat onto Harry as he ploughed into him, fucking him hard. Harry’s prick had slipped out, but both Harry and Draco felt Severus’ every thrust. He soon lost his rhythm and with a low cry he came, biting Draco’s shoulder as he did so.
The bite triggered Draco’s orgasm and he, too, came, for the second time that night, his muscles clenching around Severus’ half hard and still spurting cock even as he spilled onto his and Harry’s stomachs.
It was several minutes before anyone in the tangled group moved, and even then, it was only to shift into more comfortable positions that allowed Harry and Draco to breathe.
Severus did manage to whisper a Cleaning Spell, then all three drifted into a dreamless sleep.
~
When Draco woke it was to the murmur of low voices. “I shall presume that you are discussing the best way to present my gift,” he said, eyes still closed. “No need to wrap it up or anything. I’ll take whatever it is right here.”
“Brat,” Severus growled, smacking Draco’s arse lightly.
Draco smiled and sat up in the circle of both Harry’s and Severus’ arms. “Just trying to make it easy,” he said.
When Severus and Harry exchanged looks, Draco pursed his lips. “Or I can assume that last night was my gift,” he said softly. “Since it really was the best gift ever.”
“Relax, Draco,” Harry said. “We actually did get you something.”
“Thank God!” Draco grinned. “So what is it? Where is it?”
“It’s a bit large to fit in here,” Severus said. “But I think this will assuage your curiosity.” Snapping his fingers, Severus murmured an incantation and a scroll appeared in his hand.
Harry, meanwhile, did the same thing, only into his hand popped a key. With a smile, Harry handed it to Draco, who frowned.
“A key? Is it to your heart?” he joked.
Severus placed the scroll in his hand and Draco, suddenly nervous, unfurled it, his mouth falling open as he read the contents. Blinking furiously, he finally looked up. “I...How?” he whispered.
“We called in some favours at the Ministry,” Harry said, setting his chin on Draco’s shoulder.
Draco’s mouth fell open. “Severus...?” he said, voice wavering.
Severus nodded. “It’s true. Malfoy Manor has been restored to your family, and your father has been posthumously pardoned on Harry’s word. The name of Malfoy has been restored to the rolls of the Favoured Families.”
“I...” Draco took a deep breath before throwing the key and the scroll up into the air and dragged both his lovers closer. He pressed a savage kiss onto Severus’ lips and then onto Harry’s before engaging in a more leisurely three-way snog.
“This is... I don’t know how to say thank you for this,” he managed.
Hugging him fiercely, Harry murmured, “Happy birthday, Draco,” and when he felt Severus’ long arms surrounding them both, Draco closed his eyes and allowed himself to believe in love for perhaps the first time.
~
Author:
alisanneRating: NC-17
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Summary: Draco gets a gift he never dreamed of.
Word Count: ~2600
Genre: Erotica, romance
Warnings: GRAPHIC sex, Double penetration
A/N: Written in honor of Draco Malfoy's birthday today! This is a follow up of sorts to the story I wrote earlier in the year for Severus Snape's birthday called For His Own Good
Beta:
sevfanDisclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Double Delivery
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“Tomorrow is June fifth,” Draco announced brightly.
“Indeed?” Severus said dryly. “Imagine that.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “We’re both well aware of the date, Draco,” he said. “It’s not as if you haven’t been reminding us as frequently as possible.”
Draco flushed. “It’s a national holiday in Denmark, you know,” he blustered. “If they celebrate it...”
“I didn’t know that,” Harry said, glancing over towards Severus.
“I’ve told you that several times now, Harry,” Draco said, clearly exasperated.
“You don’t say?” Severus murmured. “Where have our heads been?”
Harry hid a smile.
“You’re not taking me seriously,” Draco huffed. He stood up and prepared to leave. “I don’t have to stay here and be insulted...”
With a fond smile, Harry stood up as well and pulled him into a hug. “We’re just teasing. We know it’s your birthday, and we have something planned.”
Draco immediately perked up. “You do?” He smirked. “Oh, then that’s all right. What is it?”
Severus shook his head. “Now you’ve done it,” he said, draining his mug and standing. “He won’t rest until he discovers what his gift is.”
Harry sniggered and pressed a kiss to Draco’s cheek. “It’s a surprise. You’ll just have to wait and see.”
Draco pouted. “That’s no fun.”
“It is for me,” Severus said. “I look forward to your machinations today, Draco. And now, I have a meeting with the Board of Governors.” With that he pulled first Draco, then Harry into a deep kiss and, after eliciting moans from both of them, swept out of the room, leaving Harry and Draco standing there, panting.
“Machinations?” Harry asked once he’d recovered.
Draco grinned wickedly. “I will get this out of you, Harry,” he promised.
Harry sighed. It was going to be a long day.
~
The first few times Harry encountered Draco that day, everything was fine. Potions and DADA didn’t overlap, so they ran into each other in the staff room several times between classes as usual, and Harry thought nothing of it. Until Draco began brushing against him and touching him incessantly.
By the time Harry went to prepare to teach his last session of the day he was half hard, and Draco’s mischievous grin and saucy wink did nothing to improve matters. To add insult to injury, on his way out of the room Draco licked his lips lasciviously and blew him a kiss. Harry went to his class blushing and fully aroused.
After that he avoided the office, but even that didn’t save him. As he walked past a darkened alcove, a hand unexpectedly shot out and unceremoniously hauled him into the shadows, and before Harry could make a noise he was being pressed against a wall and snogged within an inch of his life.
It was Draco, of course, and since Harry identified him immediately by his scent and taste, he returned the kiss enthusiastically.
“So,” Draco purred, insinuating a leg in between Harry’s and beginning a slow slide against him, “what do you have planned for my birthday?”
On the verge of coming right there and then, Harry whined in the back of his throat and tried to thrust harder against Draco, but Draco was having none of it. “Answer me,” he insisted, mouthing Harry’s ear.
“It’s a surprise,” Harry managed, trying to hold Draco close so they could frot properly. When Draco pouted, Harry grinned and sucked that pouty bottom lip into his mouth.
No doubt Draco would have tried some other tactic to extract the information, but just then a discreet cough distracted them both.
“I am not sure whether to be more upset that you started without me or that you’re doing this so blatantly.” Severus, arms crossed, was standing there, his eyes glittering with some unnamed emotion.
“Severus...”
“Not that I am unappreciative of such an erotic display,” Severus continued, “but this is perhaps best saved for our quarters. Unless you had plans to invite students to join us?”
Draco pulled away from Harry and, after shooting a rueful look at him, turned to face Severus. “We apologize, Headmaster,” he said, clearly chastened.
Severus inclined his head. “I’ll see you both in my office in ten minutes and we shall see about reparations,” he said.
Harry shivered as he watched Severus walk away. “Can’t wait,” he murmured, not surprised when Draco made a noise of agreement.
~
Harry was cold, and he imagined Draco was, too, stretched out naked as they were across Severus’ desk. From the sounds Severus was making behind them as he rummaged for a suitable implement of punishment, this was going to be good. Harry’s prick, already hard from before, was now leaking, and having it pressed against the wood didn’t seem to be a problem despite the discomfort.
“Ten swats each I think,” Severus said. Harry shivered.
When the first blow came it took his breath away, as it always did. “One!” he choked out around the blossoming warmth.
Since Severus paddled their cheeks in a row, it was an interminable wait before they were all finished, and by then he was practically humping the desk he was so aroused.
Cool, lubricant-slicked fingers insinuated themselves between his arse cheeks, and Harry gasped as he was perfunctorily stretched and something rigid was introduced. Draco’s sudden inhalation told him that he was being subjected to the same treatment.
“Those plugs shall stay in until tonight,” Severus murmured, patting Harry’s beet-red arse before moving away. “Perhaps this shall remind you both that you are professors now and thus cannot follow your every carnal instinct.”
“Severus...” Draco whined.
Harry winced as a slap echoed.
“Another word and I’ll add a cock ring, Draco,” Severus warned. “Now, you have five minutes before I expect you in the Great Hall for dinner. Use it wisely.”
Severus settled back in his chair as Harry and Draco straightened up from the desk and eyed one other. By wordless agreement they reached for each other, and it only took a few pulls before they were both sobbing their relief and spurting over each other’s hands.
Once he had recovered, Harry Summoned his clothes and when all three men walked into the Great Hall, it would have taken a perceptive eye to see that both Harry and Draco were walking a bit stiffly.
“So are you going to tell me what the present is?” Draco whispered out of the corner of his mouth when they sat.
Harry rolled his eyes. “No! Now shut it, unless you don’t want a thorough fucking tonight.”
Draco smiled and immediately shut up.
Harry could feel Severus’ eyes on him, and the low level throbbing of the plug in his arse let him know he was being monitored. It also let his prick know there was more fun to come, however, which meant he was fully hard by the time they made it through dinner.
It was his turn to patrol and by the time he was done and met Draco back in the Great Hall for the trip back to their shared quarters, Harry was trembling with need.
They all but ran back to their rooms, and when they hit the door, both Harry and Draco virtually attacked each other, ripping away clothes as they attempted to devour the other.
When they came up for air it was to see a naked and very aroused Severus waiting on top of the bed, stroking his cock and smirking as he watched them.
“Happy Birthday, Draco,” he purred, his velvet voice making both men swallow deeply.
Hardly needing a verbal invitation, Harry and Draco crawled onto the bed, and, as one, began kissing Severus.
When Draco bent down to begin licking broad stripes onto and around Severus’ prick, Severus pulled him away. “It’s your birthday,” he said, pushing Draco down onto his back. “We should be taking care of you.”
Draco didn’t argue, and as Harry and Severus settled over him and started lapping at the tip and length of his cock, tongues entwining around it, he sighed and widened his legs.
With a sigh, Draco’s hands settled in their hair, and his head fell back onto the pillow as his lovers slurped and sucked, eliciting loud moans from his mouth. When he came a minute later it was with a low cry and a shudder, which Harry and Severus cradled him through.
Once he recovered his breath, Draco reached down, first pulling Harry up for a kiss, then Severus. Tasting his own flavour in their mouths made him moan, and as he pulled away, Severus whispered against his mouth, “So, what would you like to do on your day?”
Draco blushed but met Severus’ gaze squarely. “I want both of you to fuck me,” he said softly.
“But we already do that...” Harry shut up as Severus glared at him.
“I think he means at the same time, Harry,” Severus murmured after directing another searching look at Draco.
Leaning forward, Draco kissed Severus again, then he turned towards Harry. “Will you?” he asked. “Please?”
Harry nodded slowly. “I just don’t want to hurt you.”
Draco laughed. “As if I’d let you,” he scoffed.
Severus curved his hand around Harry’s neck and drew him close. “He’ll be fine, Harry,” he said. “He wants this, and he wants it with us. We’ll go slowly.”
Swallowing hard, Harry glanced between the two of them, then nodded. “All right,” he said softly. “What do we do?”
Once they had rearranged themselves, Harry on his back, Draco straddling Harry’s hips, and Severus sitting on his haunches behind Draco, Severus removed the plugs, immediately casting a Lubrication Spell on Draco.
Positioning Harry’s cock at Draco’s hole, Severus leaned forward and whispered, “Sit down,” into Draco’s ear.
Draco did so, groaning as Harry filled him.
They fucked for a few moments until Draco was arching his back ad his cock began to fill again.
“It’s a good thing you had the plug in for so long,” Severus observed. “It certainly paved the way for this.”
“Why do you think I asked?” Draco answered, even as he shifted restlessly atop Harry’s prick. Biting his lip, he stopped moving and turned his head to look at Severus. “Now?” he asked. When Severus nodded he smiled slowly. “Here we go, Harry, he whispered. “Just give Severus a moment.”
“Fuck, you feel so bloody good,” Harry gasped, running restless hands over Draco’s thighs and arse as he struggled not to resume thrusting.
“So do you,” Draco murmured. “Imagine what it’ll feel like with Severus sliding in next to you, with both of you inside me.”
“Oh God!”
“Mm, my thought exactly,” Draco murmured. He hissed as he felt Severus’ finger circling where Harry’s cock was inside him. When the finger managed to manoeuvre its way in alongside Harry, Draco leaned forward and snogged Harry in earnest.
Severus managed to push another finger in, followed by a third. “Are you all right, Draco?” he asked, the thumb of his other hand rubbing soothing circles into Draco’s lower back.
“Fuck, yes,” Draco gasped, his forehead leaning against Harry’s as he struggled for breath. He was moving up and down on Harry in a slow rhythm. “More.”
“As you wish, but you must be still.”
Draco complied, and, since Severus had already greased his prick, he immediately began working it into place, carefully managing to insert the tip before removing his fingers. Draco remained relaxed, accepting the new cock fairly easily.
The sight of Draco’s hole stretching to the point of being able to accommodate both his and Harry’s not inconsiderable pricks made Severus shudder. Moving closer, he slid in deeper, smiling as both Harry and Draco began babbling nonsense words.
“Oh God,” Harry gasped, shaking. “This is... I can’t...”
“Shh,” Draco said. “You both feel...amazing... so good. I...”
Another slide of Severus’ prick made them both lose words altogether. He was all the way in now and as he began the slow, careful slide out, he could feel Harry tensing up. “Come if you want to, Harry,” he said, voice low and dark. “It’s all right.”
After only a few more sensual slides against Severus and in and out of Draco, Harry did just that, bucking his hips up and crying out as he came spurting inside Draco.
Severus held himself perfectly still as Harry’s seed made Draco’s passage wetter, slicker, but once Harry was done, Severus began to move, pushing Draco flat onto Harry as he ploughed into him, fucking him hard. Harry’s prick had slipped out, but both Harry and Draco felt Severus’ every thrust. He soon lost his rhythm and with a low cry he came, biting Draco’s shoulder as he did so.
The bite triggered Draco’s orgasm and he, too, came, for the second time that night, his muscles clenching around Severus’ half hard and still spurting cock even as he spilled onto his and Harry’s stomachs.
It was several minutes before anyone in the tangled group moved, and even then, it was only to shift into more comfortable positions that allowed Harry and Draco to breathe.
Severus did manage to whisper a Cleaning Spell, then all three drifted into a dreamless sleep.
~
When Draco woke it was to the murmur of low voices. “I shall presume that you are discussing the best way to present my gift,” he said, eyes still closed. “No need to wrap it up or anything. I’ll take whatever it is right here.”
“Brat,” Severus growled, smacking Draco’s arse lightly.
Draco smiled and sat up in the circle of both Harry’s and Severus’ arms. “Just trying to make it easy,” he said.
When Severus and Harry exchanged looks, Draco pursed his lips. “Or I can assume that last night was my gift,” he said softly. “Since it really was the best gift ever.”
“Relax, Draco,” Harry said. “We actually did get you something.”
“Thank God!” Draco grinned. “So what is it? Where is it?”
“It’s a bit large to fit in here,” Severus said. “But I think this will assuage your curiosity.” Snapping his fingers, Severus murmured an incantation and a scroll appeared in his hand.
Harry, meanwhile, did the same thing, only into his hand popped a key. With a smile, Harry handed it to Draco, who frowned.
“A key? Is it to your heart?” he joked.
Severus placed the scroll in his hand and Draco, suddenly nervous, unfurled it, his mouth falling open as he read the contents. Blinking furiously, he finally looked up. “I...How?” he whispered.
“We called in some favours at the Ministry,” Harry said, setting his chin on Draco’s shoulder.
Draco’s mouth fell open. “Severus...?” he said, voice wavering.
Severus nodded. “It’s true. Malfoy Manor has been restored to your family, and your father has been posthumously pardoned on Harry’s word. The name of Malfoy has been restored to the rolls of the Favoured Families.”
“I...” Draco took a deep breath before throwing the key and the scroll up into the air and dragged both his lovers closer. He pressed a savage kiss onto Severus’ lips and then onto Harry’s before engaging in a more leisurely three-way snog.
“This is... I don’t know how to say thank you for this,” he managed.
Hugging him fiercely, Harry murmured, “Happy birthday, Draco,” and when he felt Severus’ long arms surrounding them both, Draco closed his eyes and allowed himself to believe in love for perhaps the first time.
~
