Chapter 4
Malfoy Manor
The next day was started off pleasant for the residence at Malfoy Manor. The sun was shining through the heavy drapes that had been pushed back and there was a warm breeze flowing in from the opening at the bottom of the window. The light from the morning sun colored the master bedroom with various shades of emerald green and silver. The curtains to the canopy bed were closed but were flowing gently in the breeze. The room smelled of lilac and sunflowers making it feel like the first official day of summer. The Malfoy matriarch rose gently from her sleep, her arms rising above her head to stretch and then push her strands of hair from her face. The arm hugging her tightened and she looked behind her at one of her husbands. Lucius was as graceful in his sleep as he was when he was awake. Tall, slender, and built with an air of superiority, the man's long blond hair curtained his face leaving only his soft pink lips on display. Narcissa shifted slightly in order to kiss those plump lips. She moved in close to his face and gently brushed her lips against his. When her actions didn’t stir the man she did it again, this time putting a little bit more pressure behind the kiss. Nothing happened the second time either, but by the time she went to pull away the third time long arms tightened even further around her waist and pulled the slender woman close to the man holding her.
She opened her eyes and smiled and noticed that there was a slight smirk on Lucius’ face. She reached up and brushed the long hair away from his face and looked into his sleepy blue eyes. Long, soft fingers brushed against the apples of her cheeks. The look of pure admiration and love in her husband’s grey eyes caused her heart to flutter. She leaned in to kiss him again, putting more heat into it this time. His tongue prodded at her bottom lip and when she allowed him entrance their tongues danced together and her hands made their way into his hair at the nape of his neck to gently scratch at his scalp. The action never failed to make him shiver and they pulled away from each other before things could get too heated.
“Well good morning to you too,” Lucius said breathlessly. His wife smiled at him.
“Good morning.”
Narcissa turned back in his arms just soaking up the warmth he radiated and looked at her second lover in front of her. two men in her bed contrasted each other in almost every way, but that was what she loved about them. Where Lucius got off on being primped and proper, Severus lived his life in a go with the flow sort of way. He was in no means reckless, but he never cared for how much money they had which was one of the redeeming qualities both of them loved. Even before the three of them got together most of the arranged marriages that were set up for Lucius and Narcissa had been with the extent of money. Everyone knew who the Malfoys and Blacks were and saw no problem getting with them either for money and status (Lucius) or to have them as a conquest or trophy wife (Narcissa).
When their parents had arranged a marriage between the two of them, both had regretted it as they feared it would be another attempt of some type of gain. However, as the days went on and they truly got to know each other both parties realized there was so much more to their future spouse that had been led to believe. Narcissa feared that Lucius would be a cold, arrogant, snooty, and demanding husband who only spoke to her in order to get her to bear him an heir then throw her to the side like yesterday’s Daily Prophet. Whereas Lucius feared Narcissa would be an overbearing spouse who used his money to buy any and everything she wanted. They were both mistaken and gladly said so on the eve before their wedding day.
Severus entered the mix a couple years into their marriage when they had wanted to spice things up a bit in their bedroom. Both Malfoys had never shied away from their sexual orientation and had always been open about who they viewed as attractive, to each other and to friends. When they sat down and discussed it, it had been Lucius who had thrown out the potion master’s name, going as far to decree that he had always found the raven head to be enduring and charming. His wife returned his sentiments and even went on to say that there had been moments in which she had wondered what it would be like to kiss the man. It was settled that they would approach him together, but doing so in a way that would leave the man weak to his knees and with no other choice but to agree.
It happened on Yule holiday. The trio were spending time together at Malfoy Manor with a fire going and watching the lights dance off the large tree sitting in the corner of the sitting room. There was an exchange of gifts, pleasantries, and laughter. Narcissa had been sitting on the floor between Lucius’s knees and Severus had been sitting on the couch across from them each sipping wine and munching on some Honey Duke’s chocolate. It was then that Narcissa exclaimed that she had one more gift for the young Snape and walked off with a swish of her hips. The men sat together talking even though it was obvious that Severus was confused and Lucius was excited.
The blond woman had come back wrapped in an emerald green silk nightgown to which she stopped in front of her husband, her back turned to Severus. They two blonds smirked at one another as Lucius untied the belt and Narcissa let the gown fall from her shoulders to her feet revealing a skimpy lingerie set that caused the potions master to let out a sharp intake of breath. She had let her hair fall to her shoulder and then turned around so that the man could get a better view of her Christmas ensemble. It had taken every ounce of willpower Severus had to keep his hands to himself even though they all knew what they wanted. It hadn’t made a difference as both blonds could make out the obvious tent in the man’s trousers which had only gotten worse as the seconds ticked by.
Now looking back it, it still made Narcissa smile when she thought about the first time she and her lovers had been together in such an intimate way. Now here they were happily married with a child who was now making his way through Hogwarts. Narcissa reached out and ran her fingers along Severus’s cheek. He was handsome, although he fought them on it every chance he got. At least he used to. Before their marriage, the man had horrible self esteem which was one of the things the two blonds had sworn they were to nip in the bud. After years of reassurance and loving touches and complements, their love finally accepted the love they had to give him.
An arm snaked out around her and reached over to tangle in the soft, black hair. Most people assumed that their husband’s hair was greasy and dirty. They knew that wasn’t the case. The man’s hair was full and thick and felt like silk under their fingers. Nails gently scratched at the back of the man’s head and Narcissa leaned forward to show the same amount of love she did with her first husband. Long, potion stained fingers reached up and intertwined with Lucius’s hands, and Severus shifted in order to pull Narcissa closer for much needed kisses. The woman moaned softly.
“Don’t I get a good morning as well Severus?” Lucius pouted. The pair broke apart and turned around to grin at their husband. Well Narcissa grinned, Severus just smirked at the blond’s protruding lip.
“I supposed,” he said while rolling his eyes in a show of feigned annoyance. He sat up and met the man halfway and offered him a gentle kiss to his lips. A kiss that was soon becoming quite heated. Narcissa watched from below the two men and ran her fingers through their hair. They broke apart and moved in to kiss her once more, Lucius went for her lips while Severus went to placing wet kisses down her neck.
“A-as much as I love this,” she breathed. “We-we have to get downstairs for breakfast.” She then moaned when Severus sucked the juncture where her neck met her shoulder before pulling away.
“You’re right,” he said, “The last thing we need is a nosy, and hyper little dragon barging in on us like last time.”
They each shuddered on the inside as they recalled that awkward encounter that they had had with their son when he was six. That had brought about a wave of questions that were too uncomfortable to talk about. After that moment they had remembered to always ward their bedroom for them they had sexy time.
The trio all rolled out of bed and headed to the large en suite bathroom in order to do their morning business. They combed and fixed their hair, brushed their teeth, and washed their faces before putting on their dressing gowns/bathrobes and headed down for a nutritious breakfast and some much needed tea or coffee.