Rescued

Before they knew it they were facing the door that led into Snape’s rooms. They all looked at each other then Severus said the password, loud enough for the other two to hear, then crossed over the threshold into his sitting room. They were far from done talking but Severus was dreading the next part; the part where he told them everything.

The older man sat down and watched the younger two as they made themselves comfortable on his couch, “Well, I suppose I should begin my tale…” He said reluctantly; he may not have wanted to repeat some things that had transpired, but they deserved to known him completely before they offered their lives to him in love and marriage.

Harry shook his head, “It’s not necessary right now for us to know everything, we know enough.”

“And we love you,” Draco finished.

They both looked at him expectantly and he nodded, resigned to the fact that for the rest of their lives those two would probably get everything they wanted from him and more.

Smirking, Draco brought up a new subject, “But there are things we could do besides talk. Things Harry and I have wanted to do together for long enough.”

Harry looked at him hungrily and didn’t even notice the raised brow of their professor, “And how much experience do either of you have with men?” At their faint blush he chuckled, “Sex in general?” When they both blushed crimson he outright laughed. “Oh, that’s rich. The-Boy-Who-Lived-Twice-But-Never-Got-Laid and Young-Lord-Malfoy-The-Blushing-Virgin!” He cracked up laughing, tears rolling down his cheeks and failing to notice the hurt looks on their faces. When he finally looked up at them, calmer but still snickering, he felt bad that he had made fun of them and attempted to apologize, “I am sorry for my words, I know they were hurtful, but you have to admit that this situation is most unexpected
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Harry huffed and leveled a glare at him, “Well, what with saving the world and suicidal Slytherins, when was I supposed to get laid?”

Severus laughed then fell out of his chair at what Draco said next, “He has a point. He’s too busy playing Hero and I’m too busy playing Damsel in Distress.”

The Gryffindor snickered at the blonde outwardly, but inside he was glad to have the old Draco back and hear him joking about himself and this whole odd situation. Apparently Severus was as well because his smile was genuine and lasted longer than any either had ever seen on his face; which weren’t many. Finally, they had all calmed down enough to talk about it.

“I know we haven’t done anything yet, but we want it to be with you, Severus,” Draco said softly. His voice became sexier and lower as he went on, “Teach us, Severus, let us learn from you. We want to be part of you and you us.”

Severus was taken aback at the blonde’s words and Harry’s nod. He couldn’t believe it, he was what they wanted. Him, only him, and each other. Forever. He couldn’t say no, “Yes.”

He stood and held out his hands for them to take, pulling them to their feet and holding them both close in a loving embrace before leading them to the bedroom by their hands. It had been so long since he had let anyone into his heart and his bed, but he was more than willing to let these two young men, young enough to be his own sons, in.

Harry and Draco looked around their professor’s bedchamber in awe; it was nothing like either of them had ever expected. There was a giant king sized four poster bed made of polished ebony complete with a dark green velvet duvet, black satin sheets and heavy, dark green velvet hangings. A fireplace sat against the wall across from the foot of the bed with a cheery fire lit, though the flames were low. An exquisitely green and silver upholstered bench, with ebony legs that matched the bed, sat at the foot of the bed, leaving just enough space for two wing backed chairs of supple black leather on either side of the fireplace. There was a wardrobe of the same polished wood against the wall the door into the room was on and a door past that to what was undoubtedly the rest room.

The two young men gasped as Severus smirked, placing gentle hands on the small of each of their backs. With a subtle push he had them in the room and the door clicking shut with the push of his foot behind them. Although none of them had really known, they had all been waiting for this for some time. It was just what should be, what had to be. It made no difference that two were Slytherin while one was Gryffindor. Or that two were virgins and one had been forced into sexual situations because of wrong decisions he had made as a youth. Nor did it matter that one was 20 years older than the other two. They were just three men, no matter the age, house, or experience, who loved each other and deserved the happiness that a masochistic bastard had deprived the whole of the Wizarding World for almost two decades.

Draco and Harry turned to face Severus as the door closed and moved to press against him, one on each side, as their mouths latched onto hick ack and their hands sought out each other over his chest while their other hands grasped his firm arse. The older man groaned softly as the sensations assaulted him from both directions. It was almost more than he could handle.

Severus’ hands made their way to each of the boys’ waists and held them against him firmly, letting his head fall back as they continued to kiss, lick, suck and nip the exposed flesh of his throat. When the two young men pulled back he looked between them with a hungry look and pulled them close once more, taking turns kissing them both and watching them kiss each other.

They somehow lost their clothes and ended up on the giant bed, Draco on one side of Severus and Harry on the other; limbs intertwined and shared kisses with whispered words of love and lust. It was something none of the three had ever experienced. There was no discussion of the two younger men being virgins, no mention of any pasts, only actions and moans. Three sweaty bodies entangled, flushed with lust and hard as rocks.

Without question, Draco crawled over Severus and lay on Harry’s other side, two Slytherins framing the Gryffindor on his back. The blonde and the older raven haired man began to kiss down his body, their hands roaming over his chest and down his abdomen to lay feather soft touches on his skin as he mewled and arched beneath their ministrations. Harry’s legs were bent at the knees and falling apart more and more as the Slytherins continued their assault on his already over sensitive body.

The two Slytherins lifted their heads from their tasks to share a smirk before Draco captured Harry’s lip in a possessing kiss and Severus let his hand drop lower between the raven haired young man’s legs to brush against his balls and move beyond to gently caress the pucker behind. Harry let out a desperate moan as Severus summoned the lubricant then coated his fingers and slowly breached the tight ring of muscles with a single finger.

Draco swallowed all of Harry’s moans as Severus moved his finger in and out of Harry’s tight arse. Just the feel of the tightness around his finger was making the older man harder, causing him to groan which in turn made Draco moan into the kiss. Harry arched up off the bed as Severus added a second finger and bent them slightly, hitting the bundle of nerves within the young man that caused a shot of white hot pleasure to seep into every nerve ending in his body.

The blonde pulled away from the kiss to lean over Harry’s prone body to kiss Severus as another finger was added and the young man between them was stretched more. The raven haired Slytherin scissored his fingers, readying Harry to take one of their cocks fully.

Without breaking the kiss, Severus pulled Draco over to him and settled him between Harry’s legs. He moved his mouth to the blonde’s ear and whispered to him in a husky, lust filled voice, “You’re going to take him while I take you.” The blonde groaned at Severus’ words and gave him the barest nod as Severus continued, “But not yet,” his tongue darted out to trace the shell of Draco’s ear, “I’m going to prepare you first,” his hand reached in front of Draco and slowly ran up and down his hard cock, “But feel free to drive Harry crazy while I do.”

Taking his advice, Draco leaned over and began to trail kisses down Harry’s jaw as one of his hands tweaked and rubbed one of the Gryffindor’s nipples. Severus had moved behind the blonde and he had, on instinct, raised his hips up so his arse was open and in the air. As the older Slytherin leaned in he blew across the blonde’s opening and smirked at the shudder he saw run through Draco’s body.

Severus leaned closer and brushed his tongue over the pucker causing the blonde to groan and push back to gain more contact. The older man chuckled and moved back to coat his fingers then placed a comforting hand on Draco’s hip and slipped his finger into the beckoning opening. Draco broke the kiss to gasp and push back against Severus’ hand but Harry reached up and wove his hands through Draco’s hair, pulling him down and crushing his lips against the blonde’s.

The older Slytherin paused in his minitiontions to take one of Draco’s hands and coat his fingers with oil then positioned them just outside Harry’s semi-stretched pucker. He leaned his chest against the blonde’s back as he added another finger and did the same thing he had done to Harry, bending the fingers to brush against the bundle of nerves, “You’re going to do to him what I’m doing to you, Draco.”

Draco groaned and slid his fingers into Harry who arched up as the blonde leaned down and captured his lips in a heated kiss once more. He was caught between pushing back against Severus, pushing his fingers inside the body below him, and kissing Harry. At this point he was convinced that life was good and nothing could go wrong as long as he had these two men. Everything that had happened recently, his attempted suicide, the beating from the Gryffindors, Severus’ suicide; it all was forgotten as if it had never happened. He lost himself in the moment, never happier.

Finally, after Severus had gotten four fingers inside him and had stretched him as far as was possible at the moment, the fingers were removed and he mewled in protest. The older man pulled Draco up so his back was flush with his chest and licked his ear, “Are you ready?”

Draco moaned and nodded, Harry was watching both men with glazed green eyes, his own need showing more by the minute. “Good,” He slowly slid into the willing body as Draco moaned loudly and leaned his head back on the older’s s’s shoulder. When he was fully seated inside the blonde, after taking a few deep breaths and ticking off potions ingredients in his head to stave off the impending orgasm from the tightness of Draco’s arse, he whispered in his ear once more, “Now lean forward and slide into Harry, make sure he’s ready for you.”

The blonde leaned over, kissing the raven haired Gryffindor gently as his hand stroked up and down his own cock to spread the residual oil from his hand then positioning himself at Harry’s entrance, “Love, are you ready?” When Harry groaned and nodded the blonde slid into him, unable to hold back a loud groan as Harry arched beneath him.

Harry was amazed at the feeling of being filled fully. He had never felt this and nothing in his imagination or wildest dreams had prepared him for how complete he felt at this moment. He knew they would all eventually switch places, perhaps not tonight, but they would all have each other before they died.

Fracoraco, he felt more than complete. He was filling and being filled at the same time. Severus felt wonderful inside him and Harry felt exquisite surrounding him. This was all he had ever hoped for in his life and he swore, as the three of them groaned and breathed sharply, that he would never give it up as long as he lived.

Severus was a different story. He had not only been inside someone as tight as Draco, he had also been filled. But nothing had ever come close to making him lik like these two young men did. He never thought he would find love, and every sexual act he had taken part in throughout his whole life had never taken him so close to this kind of pleasure. The Slytherin was experiencing pure bliss like nothing his imagination could have ever readied him for.

The three men began to move, slowly, sensually, lovingly, moving toward completion as one. All three felt safer than ever before. They weren’t Harry; who had been abused from day one by his muggle relatives who thought him a burden, or Draco; whose father had used him as a tool then cast him aside when he realized he couldn’t use him as he wished, nor Severus; who had come from a family devoid of love and had been both used and abused by those around him his whole life. They were all one; coming together for what they each hoped would be for eternity.

Their love making reached a fevered pitch; Severus sucking and nibbling on Draco’s neck while his fingers tweaked a nipple as the blonde slowly stroked the raven haired young man beneath him. As one the two Slytherins leaned over and Draco began to kiss Harry’s face and neck as Severus kissed the blonde’s back.

Too soon, and yet far too long after they began, Draco, Severus and Harry all began to move closer to their climaxes; Harry began to whimper, Draco began to grunt and stroke Harry faster, and Severus thrusted harder, biting into Draco’s neck. Harry was the first to cum, crying out Draco’s name as his white seed shot out of him in spurts all over his and Draco’s bodies. Draco was next, grunting out both Harry and Severus’ names as the Gryffindor pulsed around his cock; he emptied himself within his lover then collapsed on him, partially holding himself up with his elbows as he kissed the other gently and lovingly. But Severus wasn’t done yet. Being older, and more experienced, he could hold out longer. The pulsing of Draco’s passage around his cock made it even sweeter; and the fact that the younger Slytherin was laid out on top of the Gryffindor with his legs spread helpe wel well. He pounded into the younger man a little harder, causing grunts and groans to form in the back of his throat as Draco moaned softly into the kisses he and Harry were sharing. Finally the older man stilled inside his young lover and spilled himself; Draco’s name a whisper on his lips as he shook slightly then pulled out and fell onto the bed beside the two young men kissing.

He lay there watching them for a few moments, entranced at the way they held each other and kissed as if there was nothing else in the world. Of course he felt a moment of panic. A pang of fear that one day the two of them would leave him to be with each other, even though with him they were too still together. But Severus’ rational thought left him as he lay there and let all the negative thoughts fester in his mind.

When the two young men pulled apart they automatically looked to their older lover, noticing the look of pained fear on his face. They shared a brief look then Draco climbed off Harry and over Severus to lie on his other side. Together they pushed him on his back and each snuggled into his sides, resting their heads on his shoulder and looking up at him.

“We’re not goingchanchange our minds, Severus,” Harry whispered then placed a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth.

D sho shook his head slightly, “Harry’s right, Sev. Nothing, or no one, is going to take you from us. We love you as much as we love each other and nothing is going to change that.” He too pressed a kiss to Severus’ lips and snuggled his head down into the man’s shoulder.

The only thing Severus could do was accept their words. He wrapped his arms around them and pulled them close as tears formed in his eyes, “I could never have hoped for anything close to this and now I’m afraid that it’s not real or it won’t last.”

Being a proud man it was hard for him to voice his innermost feelings but if this was going to work with Harry and Draco they had every right to know what he was thinking and why. He was a very pessimistic man full of doubt and fear who had never been allowed to have anything for himself; especially nothing precious or inherently good. Which, of course, both young men were.

“Oh Severus, you have nothing to worry about. We’ve made our decision and you’re now part of our lives. You’re not going to wake up tomorrow morning to an empty bed, nor will you ever; well, unless we’re either at work, class, showering, or eating before you wake. Which I doubt will ever happen because you’re a known early riser. But Draco and I aren’t going to leave you,” Harry said fiercely as he looked Severus in the eye.

Draco then pulled Severus’ face to look at him, “We need you. And we love you,” he whispered.

When the older man looked to Harry he was nodding and smiling as a tear slipped down his cheek. Severus pulled them close again as his own tears fell, “Thank you,” was all he said as they tangled their limbs and finally, feeling loved and safe, fell asleep in each other’s arms.