Snape/Lupin/Gaunt
I want to vomit. Vomit or kill something. Or eat. Merlin, I'm so hungry. And horny. Remus really wasn't exaggerating when he said the moon phase effects lust. Whenever we slept together too close to the full moon I'd end up with a bruised cervix and a bit of bleeding. Now I just wish he and Severus would both fuck me, being shoved around by two perfect men. Remus could take me from behind while I gaze upon Severus’ bare chest and legs, both buried to the hilt in my dripping wet cunt-
Do werewolves go into heat? I should know this, I'm a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor! I need to stop fantasising about it. Fuck, I need friction. I want friction so bad. I want to grind, I want to fuck. I want their cum.
No, stop, bad. It's only been a month since I nearly died. I'm barely getting my vision back and I'm already desperate to be fucked.
My knickers are surely soaked. The worst part is that I know Remus can smell it. I know he can because I can and he keeps glancing at me in a really awkward way. The tension in the room is palpable… great Salazar Slytherin I want to tear Severus’ clothes off, Godric he looks so good without clothes.
Stop. That’s enough fantasising. Especially about my fiance and my ex fucking me at the same time… But, goddamn, they’re both so good in bed…
“Drink your wolfsbane, you’ll feel better,” Remus says.
Shit, how long have I been staring at him? I sip on my wolfsbane, trying not to look at him or Severus below the belt. The tension in the room is palpable. Severus looks both confused and uncomfortable with it.
“Am I missing something?” He asks.
“Just lycanthropy,” I say.
“She’s in heat,” Remus says.
“REMUS!” I scold.
“I… see,” Severus says, “And you know this how, Lupin?”
“He can smell it on me. Apparently he lost his filter somewhere in the war,” I say, shooting Remus a glare.
After a moment of silence Severus speaks again, “Would you like to do something about it?”
My mind runs wild once more. I brace myself for the foul taste and I shoot the wolfsbane potion.
“Ah, FUCK, it tastes vile,” I consider Severus’ question for a while before asking, “What exactly do you mean by that? If you mean sending Remus away so we can satisfy my urges I’ll have to decline. It’d be unfair for Remus to be sent away like that. We invited him,” I say, but really I’m just wanting to see if he’d be open to sharing me.
“If both you and him want, he can stay. I have no issue with it,” He pours himself more wine, “The ‘breeding’ habits of lycanthropes is no secret. I am more than aware that the pheremones of a lycanthrope in heat can cause a significant rise in libido for a male, and I know that when a female is in heat she will seek out a male lycanthrope,” Of course he knows all about this, “The only way I would be upset about you sleeping with Remus is if you did it in secret. Your shared lust is merely a biological desire to reproduce. With your newfound ability to sense things normal wizards cannot you will find yourself drawn to wizards who are similar to you, wizards who share your condition, wizards like Remus. If we have three consenting parties I see no issue with us relieving your heat together.”
After a few seconds of silence I speak, “I feel like I should be concerned how you know so much about werewolf matings.”
His lips form that thin line, “I know a lot of things. That leaves the question to be answered; do you wish for me and Remus to aid you in relieving your heat?”
I look over at Remus. He and I both look equally as shocked. Never did I think Severus would ever actually agree to sharing me with Remus. He is offering to share me with the last living marauder. He is offering to share me with my ex.
Remus shrugs, “I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to do that.”
I look back at severus and say, “It appears we all consent.”
Okay, get my mind together. The only other threesome I’ve had was with Lucius and Narcissa and that was on a pile of pillows in an empty classroom in the dungeons to explore our kinks. Mostly it was just a favor for them, though. I rushed it along as much as I could, tying up Narcissa and eating her out with little to no foreplay while Lucius fucked into me while I was barely wet.
Just let them take control. My ex and my fiance. I’ve done this with both before, but never with both of them. In addition to that, the only time I had sex with Severus was tense as hell because I was scared shitless to have sex after my ex used me like she did.
Severus offers me his hand to help me up. I gladly take it and he helps me to my feet. He kisses me and I swear I’m as horny and nervous as a bloody virgin. He presses his lips to mine in a sweet kiss before whispering in my ear.
“Don’t forget you you truly belong to.”
His voice, deep and rough, makes it hard to focus on his words. I do my best to focus. I nod and he kisses me before turning away and taking a candle off of his desk.
“I would like to try something new,” He announces.
He sets the candle beside the bed. Remus and I share a knowing glance. We’ve done this before, back when we were first experimenting. Remus loved it, and I loved dripping the wax onto his naked body. He would groan, his back would arch, and the look on his face was one of pure pleasure.
There were very few times in my youth that I had sex because I actually wanted to, and not because I felt I had to just to please other people. All of those few times, the times I didnt rush, the times I enjoyed, were with Remus. There were small things thatalways made it not quite right, like the way both of us were scared of certain things, like him knotting in me or accidentally getting me pregnant or him leaving marks on me that people might see. He gets a bit nippy in the sheets.
Severus escorts me to the bed and lays me down on the edge, his dark hair falling around his face as he pins me down, one hand beside my head, the other hooked under my knee.
“Such a good girl,” He praises, “Tell me the safe word.”
Right, how could I have forgotten? I set one up with Lucius and Narcissa and all of my partners when I was a teenager. How could I neglect something so crucial?
“Red, yellow, and green. Red means stop, yellow means slow down, and green means keep going,” I say it just loud enough that remus can hear me too.
Severus kisses me yet again, and he unbuttons my clothes. He doesn’t vanish them, probably because he wants to make me wait. He wants to tease me.
He unbuttons my shirt and I sit up just enough for him to take off my shirt completely and undo my bra. He runs his thumb over one nub and latches onto the other, drawing circles over the sensitive skin with his tongue.
I fist his hair and arch my back, desperate for more. Every nerve in my body feels like its on fire. Everything feels so sensitive. I’m far too aware of the texture of the blanket, I'm too aware of the way the mattress dips where his arm is supporting his weight. I’m far too aware of every piece of clothing on both Remus and Severus. Merlin, I wish they would just take something off.
Severus sits up and straddles me, sitting on my hips. He grabs the candle and he lights it with a nonverbal, wandless spell. He raises the candle and tilts it. The wax melts and drips down on me. It’s a pleasant burn, one that doesn’t necessarily hurt, but it does provide a subtle sting. It feels so good.
“Mm, Severus…”
“What is it, bunny? Too hot?”
Circe, I love it when he talks to me like that. It’s not his words, but rather the way he says it. He says it in a mocking tone, sarcastic almost. I don’t know when I became so fine with him being dominant with me, but holy hell I love it… Another drop of wax falls onto my chest, and I arch into it with a wanton moan. Maybe it’s the heat, but that feels better than it should. I’m going to fall apart just from a bit of waxplay.
“Ahh!” I moan as the wax slowly melts and falls onto my body, “Severus, please,” I don’t even know what I’m asking for.
“Patience, bunny. Don’t rush this…”
He lowers the candle and holds the flame against my skin. Not long enough to cause much damage, but enough that I feel the pain of the burn. I reach my hands towards him, but he quickly corrects me, grabbing both of my wrists in one hand.
“Ah-ah, none of that, not yet,” He says.
I whine in response, arching my back as he brings the flame to my skin again. I can see Remus bite his lip and undo his belt. At the sight of his cock I squirm, trying to roll my hips up into Severus’, but Severus doesn’t let me.
“Sev, please,” I beg.
“Please, what? Use your words. Use your words and I might just let you have what you want.”
“Please, Severus, give me your cock. I want you to fuck me, I want to feel you inside me, I want to come on your cock. Please, just give me your cock.”
“She certainly is needy, isn’t she?” Remus practically groans, running his thumb across his tip, collecting the beads of pre-cum, “Mind if I have a minute with her?”
Severus lets go of me and gets off of me, but my hands are still stuck above my head. He passes the candle to Remus and he thanks him. Remus pries my thighs apart with his body, his prick hard against my clothed heat. He sets the candle to the side for the moment and runs his thumb over my lips, spreading his pre-cum on them. I happily open my mouth and let him slide his finger into it.
“What a naughty little pup, begging for Severus’ cock like the whore you are. What’s wrong, can’t deal with your own heat cycles? I bet your knickers are soaked, aren’t they? You’re wet and ready to be bred, aren’t you?”
I hate how right he is, but I love the taste of him. I try to grind against him, but he holds my hips still. They’re going to torture me to death! I whine. I’m desperate for friction, ant friction. I just need something, anything. Severus was going to give me that, but of course Remus had to have his turn teasing me.
Remus tears my trousers off, leaving me in my knickers. He undoes the charm Severus ahd placed to keep my wrists in place and in an instant he has me draped across his knee. He rubs my cheek before slipping his hand between my legs to feel how soaked I am. He strokes me slowly, applying just the right pressure, giving me at least some relief, but not touching me where I really need it.
“You know what happens to naughty pups, don’t you? They get punished,” He brings his flat hand down on my ass, and the sensation makes me squirm, “Count.”
Smack! “O-one.”
Smack! “Ah! Two.”
Smack! “Nhg… ah, fuck… th-three.”
Smack! “Four.”
Smack! “Ah, fuck! F-five!”
Remus strokes me through my knickers again, “Such obscene sounds you make.” He tried to take my knickers off, but Severus stops him.
“Leave them on, and give her here,” He says.
Why am I still the only one with this much skin showing? Remus has his cock out, but the rest of him is still clothed.
“What do you say we finally give you that relief, bunny?”
I nod desperately, and Severus hooks his finger through the fabric of my knickers, tearing them clean off. I yelp as the cold air caresses my wetness, but it is quickly replaced by the warmth of Severus’ hand. He presses a finger into me and I buck my hips into his hand.
“Good girl… fuck yourself on my fingers, that’s it…”
“S-s- AH!” I yelp as he thrusts his fingers into me once, but he hits just the right spot.
I whine as he pulls his fingers out of me. He unclothes himself, and he stands me up and kicks my feet together, wedging his length between my thighs, rutting into me but not going inside me. His tip glides along my clit so perfectly, but he doesn’t give me what I really need. He slides back and forth, coating himself in my slick, his soft grunts filling the room. His tip catches on my entrance and my breath catches in my throat. He slowly pushes into me and I melt as his touch, but he keeps me standing.
“Easy, bunny,” He says as he stretches me out.
A few seconds pass and he finally bottoms out. He stays still like that for a while so I can adjust to his large size. He wipes some of my slick from my thighs and plunges one finger into my ass. I squirm at the sensation.
“Shh, shh, shh…”
He coos as he starts pumping his finger, still sitting still in my wet heat. I mewl as he adds another finger, then another, then thrusts into me, his hips knocking against mine. He sucks on my neck, the sound heavenly, sending tingles down my spine.
“Remus,” Severus says with a nod, removing his fingers from my rear.
Remus seems to know exactly what Severus is requesting he do. I fight back the bit of fear of being sandwiched between two men with no way out. I close my eyes and I relax as best I can. I feel myself stretch as Remus slides into me. I bury my face in Severus’ shoulder, and I feel the need to run. I feel my heart beating and panic rising. Breathe…
“Yellow,” I squeak out.
Severus keeps me close to my chest, but he leans back a bit and tilts my head so I’m looking at him. Remus’ hands are on my waist. None of the touches are malicious. Remus’ touches are filled with love and grief, and Severus’ are of love and passion. I want to be able to do this. I can do this. It feels good. I just need to stop thinking about the times my body was used. I need to Breathe.
“Bunny, are you alright?” Severus asks, “If you need to stop, we can stop.”
I shake my head, “No, no. Just give me a moment. Just…”
I put my hands on his bare chest, tracing the contours of his muscles and scars, feeling the rise and fall of his chest. He’s here, he’s alive, he loves me. He won’t hurt me, and he won’t let anything bad happen ot me. His heart is beating. He’s breathing. He’a alive. He isn’t her.
“Green,” I say.
Just give in to the pleasure. Give in to the fact that it feels good that two men are pounding into me, thrusting me between each other. Let go, enjoy the pleasure. Trust them. Trust that they won’t hurt you. Trust that you’re safe.
A symphony of moans, grunts, and the sound of flesh against flesh fills the room. The sounds of pleasure and the feeling of Severus thrusting at just the right angle to hit that one perfect spot inside me is almost enough to send me over the edge. The sounds of pleasure escaping the lips of the two people I love is enough to make me melt. The look of ecstasy on my fiance’s face is so beautiful. The friction of his dick against my inner walls feels so good. It doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t hurt like it did with Nixie. It doesn’t hurt.
I cry out in pleasure instead of pain as I orgasm, my knees bucking underneath me, Severus keeping me standing, his arms around me, my cheek pressed to his chest. Neither of them stop, not yet. They continue moving together, sharing me. The release of my orgasm gave me so much relief from the lust of heat. My mind is fuzzy as I feel Severus’ hot seed spilling inside me. I don’t care. If I get pregnant then so be it. Fuck, all I want to do now is just cuddle with him. With him and Remus.
As I feel remus spill inside me, it seems I got my wish. His knot swells inside me, tying me to him.
“Shit,” He hisses, “My sweet, I’m so sorry,” He says.
“Don’t be,” I reassure him.
With the help of Severus we manage to get to a comfortable enough position on the bed, Severus stroking my hair. It’s not long before I fall asleep, bits of wax still stuck to my body.