Bonding
Victoire ran her fingers through Kit's long hair in her lap as she studied her Transfiguration notes. He nuzzled into her hand like a pup to encourage her to keep going when she stopped briefly and she giggled, continuing her light massaging.
"I swear, your fingers are like little individual bowtruckles unlocking pleasure from every nerve ending on my skin," Kit groaned.
She rolled her eyes but continued her caresses. "You're so greedy," she complained half-heartedly, both of them knowing damn well she enjoyed giving him pleasure just as much as he loved receiving it. "Are you meeting with Jade, Link, and I in the library after?"
He opened one eye, rolling it towards her to gauge her reaction. "Um, actually babe, no. Link won't be there either. We're having a guys night with Salvatore."
She stopped her caressing out of pure shock as she tried to wrap her mind around that. "Guys night?"
"Yeah! Isn't it great?!" He sat up from her lap, giving her his wide-eyed, excited look. "I trust your instincts when it comes to you believing Sal is your soulmate, too. I feel a bond between me and Link - I can feel the fact that we belong to the same woman. It's a comforting feeling - like he's part of my family now. And I want that bond with Sal, too. I think he secretly needs it, to tell you the truth. We all have to get along like brothers-in-law and Sal needs to put the possessive shit behind him, so I figured we should get some bonding time in before you talk to him about the whole Veela thing. Why don't you look happy?" Kit asked concernedly, his smile falling.
"I'm thrilled, my love," she grabbed his face, giving him a quick, assuring kiss. "I'm just shocked that Salvatore would agree to such a thing. He's a bit of a loner..."
"Oh, he doesn't know about it yet," Kit beamed.
A sinking feeling took place in Victoire's gut. "What do you mean?"
"Don't worry, babe," Kit waved his hand dismissively. "I've got everything under control. Ah, shit," he said with a glance at his watch. "He's probably been kidnapped right about now. I'd better go check. Bye, babe! I promise we won't get into too much trouble," he winked, kissing her forehead before running away. "Not until our joint bachelor party!"
Victoire watched him run away, anxious for whatever the hell hair-brained scheme he'd concocted. "Kidnapped?!" she breathed, laughing anxiously but trusting that Kit meant well.
***
"LET ME THE FUCK OUT!" Salvatore screamed, thrashing against the ropes around him as he struggled to breath within the sack he'd been unceremoniously thrown into.
"Thanks, Knobbles! You're the best!" a familiar, irritating voice sounded.
"STONE!" Salvatore shouted. "I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU WHEN YOU RELEASE ME!"
"Well that's not very motivating for me to unbind you, now is it, Sally boy?" Kit purred.
A moment later Sal was released from his sack and the ropes binding him, realizing that it had been house-elves that kidnapped him. Relief swam through him secretly - he'd been worried that somehow his parents had found out about the way he'd betrayed them. But it didn't stop his temper from flaring at the sight of Kit, clearly relishing the fact that he'd gotten Sal into the Hogwarts Kitchens for fuck only knows what reason.
A second later, Link appeared, also bound in a sack by ropes. "WHAT THE FLYING FUCK IS GOING ON?" he bellowed before the house-elve called Knobbles snapped his fingers, making the binds disappear.
"Oh, hey, Stinky! Glad you could make it to guys night," Kit grinned, rubbing his hands together like an evil villain - which he totally was in Salvatore's opinion right now.
"I clearly didn't have much of a choice in the matter," Link growled, and for an instant he and Salvatore shared a look of mutual frustration directed at Kit. Salvatore looked away, not willing to be untied with Link on any front. Link grimaced and looked away from Sal quickly, too.
"Sometimes the best things in our lives happen to us, rather than with our prior approval on the matter," Kit said wisely, like that made any sense.
"What do you want, Kit?" Salvatore snapped. He had been on his way to find Victoire, not her boyfriends. And he did not have any desire to remain in their company a second longer than necessary.
"I just want all of us to get along," Kit said, making a puppy dog face that worked on Victoire but would absolutely not work on two grown ass men.
"And you though kidnapping us was the way to go about that?" Link asked sarcastically.
"It was the only way to make sure you both showed up to guys night! C'mon, we're gonna have so much fun. Oh, but first - Knobbles, step two, please!" Kit commanded.
Magical bonds snapped in place around Link, Kit, and Salvatore's wrists, chaining them together. Link and Salvatore roared their disapproval, cursing out Kit as Kit lifted Knobbles into his arms, thanking him and trying to stuff a galleon into his pocket, which Knobbles was vehemently fighting.
"Guys, just relax. We're gonna have a great time, then it'll be over before you know it," Kit said in what he thought was a soothing tone.
"Is that what you tell girls before you fuck them, asshole?" Salvatore quipped, and Link tried very hard not to crack a smile at that - though he failed miserably. Salvatore noticed Link smiling at his joke and he tried to ignore the fuzzy feeling that it created inside him to have someone smile at something he said - but also failed miserably.
Kit gave them both a shit-eating grin. "Oh please, you're loving this. I've heard through the rumor mill that you're into bondage and stuff, Sally," Kit winked.
"I reckon you're not his type, though, Kit," Link said, and noticed when Salvatore's lips twitched in what he swore was amusement.
"Yeah. Dumbass Gryffindor dudes aren't my thing. So let me go and I'll consider not murdering you right away for this, yeah?" Salvatore offered, feeling generous.
"Not before we've finished these 2 packs of butterbeers together," Kit smirked, pointing to the packs generously supplied by Knobbles while Kit dragged the beers and the guys chained to him to three barrels in an empty corner of the kitchen which acted like seats for them.
Kit wiped an imaginary tear from his eye. "I feel closer to you both already."
"That's because you're literally shoving yourself onto us, asshole," Salvatore groaned, throwing Kit off his lap as he tried to cuddle into him.
***
The butterbeer served to lower their inhibitions significantly, and soon Salvatore found himself making jokes with Link. He even let Kit get away with calling him Sally once or twice without threatening to kill him. Salvatore ended up not minding the fact that he was kidnapped and bound here against his will chatting with two assholes that he was pretty sure his girl was sleeping with. That thought sobered him some, and he stood, wanting to talk with Victoire about that and demand to know who she wanted. Salvatore wouldn't let himself be made a cuckold.
"Where are you going?" Link asked as Sal made to leave. The thought that Link didn't want him to leave made something tug within Salvatore's heart, and he shoved that feeling away.
"We finished the beers. That was the agreement," he reminded Kit, who sighed heavily and had Knobbles remove the chains that Sal forgot was even on him.
"Same time tomorrow, yeah?" Kit asked hopefully, earning a scowl from Sal as he walked away, albeit in a wobbly manner.
"Wow, he didn't even beat me up. I think we made great strides in our relationship today," Kit said to Link in a carrying whisper, which Salvatore reacted to by flipping him the finger at his side without look back. He heard Link snort at his reaction, and allowed himself to smirk. Maybe a traitorous part of him secretly thought he wouldn't have minded doing this again.