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Two distinct flames from the fire glittered and danced in his two black eyes as he leaned into her again. Brin moaned from deep in her throat and into Severus\' mouth. His hands were warm and his slender fingers strong and nimble. When he combed his hands back up into her hair and drew it over her shoulders, his thumbs brushed gently across her breasts and drew out an elongated, zealous moan. She was sure that he meant for her to think that it was an accident, but she knew how calculating he could be. which was exactly why she needed to do something unexpected, something to knock him even more off guard, so that he wouldn\'t be able to respond to what she knew was coming.

With all her might, Brin pushed Severus off of her. He almost fell backwards but was able to steady himself. She stepped forward past him and turned back to him. He spun to face her, too, but she reached out, and, grabbing his shoulders, she shoved him as hard as she could against the wall.

His breath was ragged again, his eyes glowing. Brin\'s hands danced up his arms and chest seeking bare flesh, but he was clad in at least two layers of dark material. As her fingertips rose to caress the bare, hot skin of his neck she undid the buttons of his outer shirt and pulled it down his arms to the ground.

It took only seconds for Severus to get control over his rapture and regain his composure, but by the time he recognized the unmistakable rhythm of two boot-clad footsteps followed by a particular tap against the hardwood floor of the room it was too late to react. His gaze instantly hardened as he lifted his eyes to stare up at Lucius, his cane in hand.

As his breath came back, so did his reasoning. He\'d done the unthinkable. He\'d let his desire and anger take control of him, letting him fall right into Brin\'s...trap. It made him even angrier with himself than he was at her.

Brin felt something cold press against her neck and something metal curling around the front of her throat. Her eyes narrowed as a harsh, vindictive laugh sounded behind her that she knew could only belong to one man.

Severus looked indifferently into Lucius\' livid eyes. Lucius hos holding his cane out steadily, resting it over Brin\'s shoulder and against her neck so that the silver serpent head curled gently around her throat, hoping that Severus would react to the threat of Brin being pulling away. When both Brin and Severus remained frozen Lucius pulled back on his cane ever so slightly to increase the pressure on Brin\'s windpipe.

In a flash Severus had his hand on theck sck stem of the cane. He yanked it towards himself, but he didn\'t really expect Lucius to allow his precious cane to be pulled right from his fingertips.

And Lucius did not let go. He took a step closer to Brin in order to maintain his grip, but at least it removed the pressure from her throat.

At that point Lucius did surprise Severus. He released the cane and placed his hands on Brin\'s shoulders. Bending his neck slowly to one side, Lucius murmured against the soft back of Brin\'s neck, \"What have you two been up to...without me?\" Severus let the cane clatter to the floor.

One of Lucius\' hands moved deftly forward and found the strap of her dress. Gently he slipped it down that shoulder, exposing more creamy flesh. Her body quivered impulsively at the combination of Lucius\' touch and the warmth of his breath on her shoulder, causing a sly grin to appear on his face. He inched closer behind her, and, as he sighed, his full-bodied scent filled her lungs, dispersing inside her.

Brin was still looking straight at Severus, and she could not bear him being so terribly aloof, simply staring unresponsively at the man over her shoulder. She stepped forward towards Severus, and Lucius\' let his arms fall to his sides, his smile broadening.

Brin tenderly brought her hand up so that it rested behind Severus\' ear and under his dark hair. Her eyes were almost apologetic for dragging him into this, but he had not let her warn him and, as he had said, there was no turning back now. Soothingly she traced the hand down his jaw line until she could rest her thumb over his soft lips. He remained indifferent, still staring behind her to Lucius. She could taste his hatred burning in the air, Lucius once again trying to take something that was not his, daring to snatch something that belonged to Severus.

With her other hand Brin gripped Severus\' collar and pulled him from the wall. She effortlessly glided behind him, and, reaching her arms ovoth oth of his and around his chest, began undoing the buttons of his black, silken inner shirt...for Lucius to watch.

When she got about halfway down the shirt she stopped and grabbed each side of the collar in the corresponding hand. Then, leisurely, she pulled it down, over his shoulders, until it reached his elbows and would go down no further, holding his arms tightly to his sides and exposing the top two- thirds of his toned chest to the cool air.

With her right hand she reached across his chest to the opposite shoulder, feeling the burning of the bare flesh of his chest pressed up against the dele une underside of her arm as she pulled him closer. Her left hand snaked up his left cheek, across his eyes. Severus\' eyes fluttered under her hand and she knew that he could not stand being this submissive forh loh longer. She glanced coyly up at Lucius and he raised his eyebrows questioningly, challengingly.

Her left hand drew Severus\' head dto tto the left, leaving his neck completely exposed. Staring down at his tender white skin, his silky black hair falling softly on her left arm that was still holding his head to the side, Brin was filled with a dark feeling, a hunger. She rested her mouth on his slender neck, able to feel his pulse through her lips. Greedily she took what he was letting her have of him, pressing her lips harder, tasting him. The fire, the consuming feeling, licked at her, drawing her further into the dark. Without realizing it her teeth were in his flesh, something warm running down her chin.

\"Brin.\" he moaned. It rolled off his tongue in that silky voice of his, pulling her back into reality. He was using her name, and she felt herself tremble at the sound of it. She swallowed hard.

She looked down at the outline of her teeth marks imprinted on the skin of Severus\' neck. They were steadily releasing tiny droplets of blood around the edges. Something in her did not want his white skin besmirched by this appalling red, and she ran her fingers around the tiny dents, smearing the blood on her hand. She could feel Severus relax a little and lean back into her, but she could not tear her eyes from her red-stained fingers.

Then a warm hand was around her wrist. She thought it was Severus, but when she looked up she saw the gleaming eyes of Lucius staring straight at her, not noticing how predatory his look had become.

\"It seems I must apologize for calling you a Gryffindor earlier today,\" he drawled with a smile as his gaze shifted down to her fingers.

Brin smiled, \"And I am sorry to disappoint you so,\" she motioned to herself with the red fingers of the hand he still gripped about the wrist, \"Slytherin through and through.\"

\"Then we are even, for now,\" he whispered in a voice that seemed to be part of the darkness surrounding her. Leaning over Severus who was caught between them, Lucius wrapped his lips around the tips of her three reddened, wet fingers, slowly drawing his hot mouth back up and leaving her fingers c. He. He looked up to her again, licking his lips.

It was then that Severus could take no more. He struck as quickly as the snake that represented his house, roughly heaving Lucius away from him, away from Brin, and allowing his demons to burst forth. His shirt lay torn on the ground, but he paid it no heed. His temper went completely ballistic as he turned and pressed Brin in to a corner of the room, taking her mouth before she could protest, forcing her lips apart and taking total possession. Her hands and arms slid around his neck, the blackness that was a part of him anxious to wrap itself around her.

He was licking the roof of her mouth, sliding his tongue around, tasting her. Her hands were flat against the wall behind her. Restlessly his hands slid around her narrow waist, sliding downward, finding the cheeks of her firm ass, cupping them, and using them to pull her against him.

She moaned against his mouth, shaking inside, but unable to fight this fire that was consuming her and making her open for him against her will. Indeed, her mouth opened further under his as he thrust his tongue inside in primal rhythm, one that was being matched by his hips as he feverishly clutched her to him. Her senses whirled as her entire world turned upside down.

And then he froze, his arms still around Brin. Lucius stood behind him, his wand jutting ruthlessly into Severus\' naked back. He reached his hand up and gently drew the curtain of Severus\' hair from his face and over his shoulder. Turning his head, Lucius bit hard down on the still red mark Brin had left, but Severus wore a carefully schooled, indifferent expression and did not even flinch.

\"You belong to me,\" he hissed furiously and kissed Severus\' neck, biting it more gently but still sucking hard enough to leave a mark, \"And when I finish with you...\"

But Lucius did not get a chance to finish. Severus had taken hold of the streaming blond hair at the roots and had jerked it over his shoulder without mercy. Slowly Severus turned his head and inhaled deeply the scent of Lucius\' hair, \"Don\'t tempt me Lucius,\" he uttered in his velvet voice. \"It would be more than you could handle.\"

Lucius laughed softly and turned his head so his lips brushed against Severus\' ear, \"You are quite wrong about that, my friend.\"

Severus\' features hardened, and he looked as though he were about to say something particularly stinging, but before he could provide anything from his repertoire of scathing rebuttals, Brin breathed a word through clenched teeth: \"Stupefy\"

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