Three
The holidays were over as quickly as they'd arrived. The daily routine of classes and studying resumed, finding Link and Kit in the library together after Victoire and Jade called it a night and returned to the common room. Link retained his mask of barely tolerating Kit, but truth be told, he'd grown to enjoy Kit's company.
Salvatore spotted the pair of them, clenching his fist as he sized up his competition for Victoire's heart. He strode towards them, and as Link spotted him he shifted uncomfortably, a vaguely disproving look upon his face. Kit smiled like he was having the best day of his life as Salvatore reached them.
"Sally! You've come back to me at long last!" Kit said, utterly beaming.
Salvatore made a sound that could only be described as a hiss, his lips pulling back in disgust. "If you ever call me 'Sally' again, I will rip your throat out from the back of your neck with my teeth."
Kit made a face as if he were contemplating whether or not he could interpret that sexually, and Link's frown only deepened.
Salvatore swiftly moved on. "Where is Victoire?"
"She's gone back to Ravenclaw Tower," Kit answered. He cocked his head to the side. "Do you wanna join us? We're studying Charms just now."
"I would rather rip out my own eyeballs and eat them," he said, making to turn away before Kit spoke again.
"Why don't you stay? We're planning on having some butterbeers after in the Kitchens, I'm cool with the house-elves-,"
"Fuck off," Salvatore spat, wanting to shut down any ideas Kit had of them becoming 'boyfriends-in-law', as he'd heard him call Link on several loud, obnoxious occasions.
Just as Sal made to walk away, Link spoke. "You don't have to be such an asshole to Kit, dude. He's only being nice. I, for one, don't want you anywhere near us."
That's as Salvatore expected. Why would anyone want to be near him? He wasn't likable. He was about as fun as traffic jams and doing laundry. Still - the human part of him he had never quite been able to extinguish as his parents had tried to felt the sting of Link's words.
"He didn't mean that, bro," Kit said to Salvatore. Kit looked at Link like he was trying to silently communicate something. Salvatore couldn't stand it. He stayed very far from Kit since that interaction last year because he couldn't stand to have anyone pity him like he was some little bitch.
Salvatore walked away, biting his tongue on harsher words, which was a miracle in itself. He wasn't sure why he was holding back, he wanted nothing more than to pummel those pretty boys Victoire hung around. Maybe some part of him knew Victoire wouldn't have been very impressed with him if he had. Or maybe he knew Kit had dirt on him that basically meant he had Salvatore and his bad boy rep by the balls. Some part of him knew that Kit would never tell anyone of what he heard and saw of Sal that day since he's had a year to and still hadn't. Whatever his reasoning, the fact remained that Salvatore's fists remained firmly at his sides as he walked away from Kit and Link.
***
Link and Kit had been awfully giggly tonight, and Victoire was more than suspicious as to why. She thought Link looked particularly smug, and tried to get him to break first to tell her what secret him and Kit shared together. He wouldn't budge, even when she tortured him by tickling him. He laughed, wiggling out of her touch as he braced her wrists with his hands, his dimples on show as he flashed her that self-satisfied smile and denied her information.
She sighed, setting to work on Kit next. Really, she should have started with Kit - he was nearly bursting to tell her anyway, and he cracked under the first round on tickling.
"LINK HAD A REALLY GOOD IDEA AND HE SLIPPED HIS ROOMMATES SOME-," Kit's confession was interrupted by Link slapping his hand over his mouth, shaking his head in disbelief.
"You prat! A little tickling is all it takes for you to spill the beans?" Link said.
Kit looked as if he were about to defend himself but then he barked a laugh, holding onto his stomach. "Spilled the beans? Who says weird things like that, Stinky Linky?"
Link's cheeks reddened as Victoire bit her lip on her laughter. "You really don't have much self-awareness, do you?" Link grumbled, and Vic went on her tip toes to place a consoling kiss to the tip of his nose.
"Tell me about this plan. In your inside voice," she added hastily as Kit looked fit to burst.
Kit nodded, leaning in to tell her in conspiratorial tones. "Link came up with this brilliant idea to slip his 2 dorm buddies really strong giggling solutions that will make them have to stay overnight in the hospital wing! Isn't that great?!"
Victoire cocked her head in confusion, looking to Link for clarification. "Why would that be great?"
"You'll find out when you meet us up there tonight," Link said in a seductive tone, his bedroom eyes trailing along her body in a way that made her awfully excited to see what they had in store.
Victoire met him at the entrance of the boy's dormitory, holding his hand as he led her to his level. He allowed her in first and found Kit sprawled in the center bed which looked as if it'd been charmed to become king sized. He was doing a comical, forced seductive pose with a rose clenched between his teeth. She released a laugh of surprise, looking back at Link as he cast silencing spells.
"How did you get in here?" she asked Kit.
"I stood outside and helped him solve the riddle," Link explained. "My roommates will be absolutely fine, but Madame Pomfrey insisted they stay overnight for observation like planned," he grinned. "So we have the room to ourselves for the night."
Victoire's toes curled as she absorbed that fact, wondering how she could handle two men at once - but she was more than up for the challenge. These two men were her soulmates, and nothing could feel more right in the world than the heat of their two bodies against hers. She desired them both - needed them both within her. She turned to Link to thank him, knowing what it meant for him to do this. He'd been so uncomfortable with the idea of her loving other men too, but he was able to overcome it for her; for their soulmate bond. And seeing her and Kit form their own friendship meant the world to her.
She kissed him deeply, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Thank you, Link," she breathed into his lips, her nipples hardening with need.
"Anything for you, my love," he purred, slipping her skimpy nightdress off as he rubbed his thumbs over her pointed nipples, massaging her breasts as he ran his tongue along her neck and nipped at her ear in a way that made her back arch.
Kit stood behind her, the hard ridge of his cock sliding between her ass cheeks. She pressed into it, turning her head to kiss Kit as Link slid one hand to firmly grip her waist and the other slid further down to feel just how ready she was for the two of them.
"Fuck, beautiful. You're so wet," he groaned, lifting his fingers to his mouth, licking the taste of her desire for them like it was dessert. She moaned needily as he ran his fingers along her again, pressing his thumb to her clit and circling as he dipped his fingers into her pussy. She tugged at his sweatpants, pulling them down and she felt Kit stripping behind her too. She panted as grabbed Kit's cock from behind her, gripping it and tugging before he placed it between her thighs. Link removed his hand as Kit slid his thick length along her pussy lips, making her squeeze her aching pussy, wanting him to put in her. Link cut that short by picking her up, placing her on bed and kissing her. Kit was by their side in a minute, taking Vic's jaw and pulling it to his lips instead. She kissed him back, Link releasing a frustrated noise that she soothed by fisting his cock as she kissed Kit. When Link released another impatient noise Kit responded by raising his brow and kissing Link, sliding his tongue into his mouth. Link looked surprised but he didn't pull away for a long moment.
"Please, do that again," Victoire moaned, her fingers working her clit as she watched her two men kiss one another again for her pleasure. They did, and she moaned as she watched them and played with herself.
Kit broke their kiss to return his attention to her, running his rough hands, calloused from Quidditch along her breasts and stomach. Link began sucking on her right breast as Kit fingered her, and soon Link met his fingers inside of her, pumping his with Kit's to bring her to ruin. She was coming on their fingers and gripping the sheets as she rode their hands, loving the feel of them both inside her. When she rode every last delicious second of her orgasm out, she got on all fours and began sucking Kit's cock as he laid back like a king on the bed, an arm behind his head and legs spread wide for her as he used his other arms to grasp her hair. Link was behind her, and she released a moan as he slid into her; her pussy stretching to fit his pulsating cock. As he began to thrust, her cries of pleasure were stifled by Kit's cock in her mouth. She looked up at him while she took him deep into her throat and he massaged her head for taking him like a good girl.
"Do you like pleasuring both your kings at once, babe?" Kit cooed, the pleasure Vic was giving him evident in his expression.
She nodded as she flicked her tongue around the sensitive head of his dick, playing gently with his balls as he threw his head back in pleasure, his release imminent.
Link's pace became brutal as his ballsack slapped against her clit, his cock hitting a place deep inside her with every thrust. Victoire met everything Link threw at her and she began screaming both their names as she came all over Link's cock.
Soon the taste of Kit's salty release hit the back of her throat as she swallowed, and with three more hard thrusts Link's seed filled her pussy. Afterwards, she lay in the middle of them in the bed, the sweetest ache between her thighs. And she let herself feel completely, utterly happy as she rested between her soulmates.