Other Worlds

Narcissa placed her napkin on the table, and rose to her feet, signifying the end of the meal. As the others rose she fought to keep the smile off her face. Really, did any of them think for a moment she hadn't seen the hot, furtive glances between them? The casually innocent brushes past each other's hands as they reached for glasses of wine? She hadn't seen that much bottled up sexual tension since Fifth Year, when teenage angst, confusion and hormones had triumphed, before Sixth Year had whirled them all into courting rituals and cosy trial coupledom. 



 



Silencing charms needed for tonight, both on her room and the new nursery, where both toddlers slumbered already, or else none of them would get a wink of sleep, she mused, climbing the stairs. Men never seemed to remember the simplest things. In fact... She quietly summoned Dobby, and sent him back to the Manor for some discreet little phials. Well, Severus had brewed them, and they were going to be of no use just shut inside a silenced home. Might as well stock up the potion shelves where they might be deemed helpful, and healing potions were always useful to have around... A most unladylike smirk showed on her face in the candlelight as she quietly shut her bedroom door.



 



The smirk on Sirius' face could easily have proved the cousins were related. Able to relax at last from the effort of keeping his demeanour composed, Severus let out a ragged breath. The hound had spent the entire meal maintaining eye contact with him, filling his mind with increasingly lewd images of Severus writhing underneath his touch, while Remus' hand had been lightly roaming over his thighs, occasionally brushing over his hard-as-nails cock. Both of them! He'd been hard-pressed to keep from moaning, while they both had managed to maintain light conversation with Narcissa. Rising from the table to bid her goodnight, he had never been so grateful that his robes allowed some discretion, and as she left the room, the door closing behind her, he grasped the edges of the dining table and leaned into its solid support.



 



Immediately Remus was there behind him, his breath warm against Severus' ear; his arms wrapping around him. "Mine, now”, he growled, the wolf in him clearly near the surface, and the sheer need in his voice had Severus quivering. They were barely aware of Sirius muttering spells to send the dinnerware to the kitchen and seal the doors. The whole of Severus' world had narrowed to the dark promise of that growling voice and the feel of Remus' hard prick grinding against him.



 



Sirius was now up on the table, sliding towards him; his outer robe discarded, his eyes fixed upon Severus' lips. As he claimed Severus' mouth, sucking and nibbling his lower lip before probing into his warmth with his tongue, Remus was growling, nibbling and nipping his way down the pale column of Snape's neck. Sirius began fumbling with robe buttons, but lost patience, wordlessly tearing Severus' robe and shirt apart and exposing the creamy skin beneath. The kiss faltered as he stroked the wiry hair scattered across Sev's chest, his fingertips brushing against the stiff nipples as Sev groaned into his mouth.  The clothes were torn from his back at that noise, as Remus practically whined his need, and as Sirius bent his head to worry and suck each nipple in turn, Sev leaned back into the Were's firm chest, putting his arms above and behind him around Remus' neck; allowing his hands better access to the waistband of his trousers while arching his chest up towards Sirius' hungry mouth.



 



The Were cupped Sev's aching prick through his trousers, and he mewled and bucked his hips, thrusting mindlessly against the firm pressure. Remus growled deep in his chest as he pulled Severus close up against him, his cock rubbing against Sev's taut buttocks. Sirius looked up, and met Remus' eyes over the firm body of the man they pleasured between them, his head arched back as he moaned for more. He nodded in agreement, and swiftly slid off the table, Remus moving Severus back to allow Sirius to kneel in front of the man.  The Were firmly moved Severus' head round towards his and leaned in to kiss the kiss-bruised lips, swiping his tongue between them just as Sirius leaned forward and gently mouthed through the cloth at the head of Severus' swollen cock. 



 



The man arched like lightning had shot through his body, and as Remus swallowed his groans Sirius deftly unbuttoned Sev's trousers and slid them down to mid thigh, freeing his cock from its prison to bob forwards towards Sirius's waiting lips, already sticky with pre-cum. One hand expertly moving over his shaft, the other caressing Severus' perfect arse, Sirius lapped at the beads of pre-cum glinting on the reddened head of the slender, long cock, before opening his mouth wide and swallowing him down in one smooth movement. Sev's strangled cry was answered by Remus's moan at seeing his mates pleasuring each other, and as Sirius moved his head up and down Severus' prick, Remus carded his fingers through both his mates hair, taking delight in their moans. 



 



Losing control, Severus started bucking fiercely, fucking Sirius's mouth as the kneeling man hummed around the cock in his mouth, a fierce cry erupting from him as thick cum spurted down Sirius' throat. Boneless, he relaxed utterly against Remus as Sirius gently suckled the last drops of cum from him before letting him slip gently from his mouth. He gently removed Severus trousers, before Remus beckoned him up and kissed him, revelling in the taste of his two lovers. Their arms entwined and Severus pliant between them, Remus simply apparated them up to their bedroom, and laid Severus down on the bed.



 



A little more patient now, the two men slowly undressed each other under Severus' reverent gaze, their bodies taut and toned, gleaming in the firelight. He didn't think he'd ever seen anything so beautiful as Sirius turned slowly in Remus' arms, back pressing against furry chest, one arm slipping up around Remus neck to be lightly nipped at, the other sensually trailing down his body, skimming his nipples, following the dark treasure trail down to his engorged prick, Remus' mouth hot against the line of his throat, offered completely to him. 



 



A whispered spell, and both Sev and Siri shuddered lightly as the oldest spell in the book sent cleansing magic dancing through them. A summoned phial flew into Severus' hand, and he swallowed thickly in anticipation before dripping the thickened oil over his fingers. Deftly he began working himself open, as Remus began preparing the man in his arms, enjoying the way Sirius bucked and wriggled as Remus lightly brushed his fingers over his prostrate. 



 



The sight of his two mates coming apart before him, and the smell of pure lust in the air, was calling to his wolf, and Remus was finding it harder to keep control. He had four fingers inside Sirius, and the noise he was making was making his knees shake with anticipation. Meanwhile Severus lay there looking utterly debauched, like some dark fallen angel, stretching himself wide open as his other hand worked so smoothly on his prick, giving his wrist that little flick on every upstroke that was making his breath catch, and making Remus throb to see. 



 



He couldn't delay the urging of his wolf any longer. Gasping, he guided Sirius to the bed and over Severus, holding onto his self control as he urged Sirius to sink slowly into Sev's beautiful, twitching hole, hearing his mates groan together as Siri's thick cock slid into Severus' inner warmth. Waiting until they stilled, Sirius as deeply in as could be, waiting for Sev to adjust.



 



He could wait no longer to claim his mates. Pushing carefully while he still could control that much, Remus fed the thick head of his cock into Sirius' entrance; pushing steadily past the guardian muscles until he felt them suddenly give and welcome him inside. His mind reeling from the intense pleasure of being inside his mate's heat after waiting so long, Remus forced himself to wait until Siri relaxed again, and slid further in, until his balls lay flush against firm skin, all of them groaning; under his weight Siri's cock filling Sev completely.



 



All three of them were moaning as he began to thrust into Sirius' tight passage, setting the pace for them all, fucking Sirius deep into Sev's hole. A slight change of angle had Severus groaning first, his "oh fuck, so good in me, fuck, fuck me, oh' sounding deliciously debauched dropping from his lips. Sirius was grunting with each thrust, incapable of speech, seeing stars from Remus' unfaltering assault on his prostrate. Unsurprisingly he came first, a gutteral cry that provoked an entirely instinctual response from the wolf as Remus bit down, hard, on the place where throat and collarbone meet, Sirius barely aware of the pain as his orgasm tore through him and burst hotly into Severus's welcoming depths.



 



The wolf howled in triumph as one mate shook beneath him, slipping from beneath him as his arms and knees gave out and Siri rolled to the side, panting and glistening with sweat. Sev pulled himself partly up, reaching almost blindly for Remus, needing to feel his cock thrusting, grinding into him; almost incoherent in his desperation for the Were to fill him. Remus slipped easily in him, his way made easier by Siri's cum, but still feeling Sev tight against him due to his Were size. Sev whimpered with need below him, and having claimed one mate the wolf was too dominant for Remus to be gentle. He pounded into Severus, and Sev rose eagerly to meet every thrust, almost whiting out from the sheer overload from his nerves as Remus fucked hard past his prostrate over and over again. Their orgasms could not be held back; at one with the wolf Remus howled as he felt his balls drawing up, and as he bit down hard on the base of Sev's neck he felt the gush of coppery fluid in his mouth at the same time as Sev spurted his come between them. 



 



The sensory input was too much; Remus threw his head back and howled as he spilt into Sev's warm wetness. Aftershock after aftershock pulsed from his body into Sev, as Sirius tiredly reached out to stroke his shaking alpha and Severus mewled, still lost in the overload of sensation, his muscles milking Remus' cock of every drop. Finally Remus stilled and collapsed, drained of all energy, to the other side of Sev, as Sirius lightly kissed and nuzzled his way down the pale chest, lapping at the rivulets and smears of cum on the firm muscles of his abdomen, laying down his head there as Sev carded his fingers through his hair.



 



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Sev had obviously risen to see to Harry at some point during the night, for when Remus drifted awake it was to find his arm wrapped around the solid muscles of Siri rather than Severus' wiry frame; a Siri who was moaning lightly in his sleep and pushing back against his Alpha. Remus moved his head and nuzzled the fresh bite on Sirius' shoulder, causing him to gasp. Smiling wickedly in the dark, Remus gently ran his tongue over that oh-so-sensitive neck, as his hand drifted over Siri's skin, pebbling it with goosebumps. 



 



Sirius became more awake with every inch of skin touched blazing, his dream fading into reality, his breath turning to panting as Remus trailed teasing fingers over his already hard prick, ghosting touches over his balls, circling his entrance. The soft licks at his neck turned to gentle nibbles, and Siri moaned softly, shivers chasing down his spine, automatically pushing back against the answering hard length pressed against him. A light growl from Remus; a sharp intake of breath from the doorway as Sev paused, the soft Lumos from his wand giving him just enough light to see their movements. Merlin, but they looked so fucking hot together, Sirus looking like he was about to shake apart with need; Remus so clearly in control and loving the effect he was now having on both bondmates as Sev began stroking himself slowly in response to the eroticism on view.



 



Sirius was whimpering now. "God, Remus, please - I need you in me, now, please"; Remus' fingers at work inside his greedy hole absolutely wrecking him. Severus groaned aloud at the wanton pleading, his hand firmly gripping his shaft, swiping his thumb through the pre-cum beading at the tip, murmuring  "Give him your cock, Remy, I want to see you fuck him hard." Sirius made a high pitched whine of pure need, and Remus pulled his fingers away, causing Sirius to moan at the sudden emptiness.



 



Remus pulled Siri's hips sharply back towards him, pushing his top half forwards to position them so Sev could clearly see the moment when his cock breached the taut entrance. All three moaned simultaneously, Sev's hand flying over his prick as Remus slid slowly, firmly up into Sirius' deep heat, revelling in the feeling of those muscles grasping and relaxing on his shaft, the warm wetness engulfing him as he moved slowly, sensuously; pulling nearly all the way out before gliding in. Unlike earlier the frantic need to claim was lessened; this was all about prolonging their pleasure. 



 



Sirius' soft moans were breathtaking music to his ears. He'd wanted to have Sirius right here for so long, and while Severus had always set him on fire internally when they'd been near, he'd not shared a room with the Slytherin; not heard his moans as he'd wanked behind velvet curtains, not seen his arse glistening under shower spray or wiggling enticingly into just-tight-enough trousers for six years. This right here, pushing into his tight warmth, holding his leg up out of the way so Sev could see him being engulfed by Sirius' welcoming hole, was the stuff of a thousand fantasies, had been the mental landscape of countless wanks. The sight and sound of Sev coming apart watching them both risked tipping him over the edge, and the smell of his hot spunk exploding over his hand had him momentarily stilling so as not to come himself, not yet.



 



Sev opened his eyes to see Remus' dark gaze upon him, Sirius panting with desire, trying not to writhe. It was the hottest thing he'd ever seen, the two sweat slicked firm bodies intertwined and panting, and while he'd been transfixed by their raw beauty, now his own need was sated he wanted to be with them, to touch, to taste. 



 



Remus' thoughts were clearly similar. "Want ... Taste...", he managed, unable to tear his eyes off the creamy spunk covering Severus' hand and glistening like pearls dotted through the fine sprinkling of dark hair on his chest. Dropping the wand on the bedside table, Sev moved up and on the bed towards them, offering his hand to the wolf, marvelling as his hot tongue lapped his come from his skin and Sirius' mouthed lightly at the cock so near his face. The head was too sensitive, but while he flinched away, he raised an eyebrow to Remus,who nodded. Sev kissed him, hungrily, savouring the taste of himself on the wolf's tongue, before moving apart with a sigh and beginning to kiss his way down Siri's side until his head nestled in his groin, his mouth perfectly in place to receive the heavy, rigid cock being thrust towards his lips as Remus pushed, more firmly, back into Sirius' arse.



 



Sirius thought he was going to explode. Remus was gliding over his prostrate with every thrust, and it was like fireworks going off in his brain; and Oh gods, but Sev was just a born cock sucker, who knew? Remus was fucking him hard into Sev's mouth, and he was just taking it all, swallowing him down like he'd been bloody trained; that tongue firm against the underneath of his shaft, the suction so firm, his mouth so hot...it felt like flying, he was flying apart, and here it was, here it came, he was pumping his come down Sev's throat while Remus was hammering hard inside him, it was too much, it was - and he screamed as his orgasm tore out of him, unable to hold back his thrusts or his voice as he came as if white lightning were searing through him..



 



Severus rolled back, eyes closed and chest heaving, throat sore in the best way, savouring the salty sweet clean taste of Sirius. Remus was surging into Sirius still, fucking strong, hard strokes into him, chasing his own orgasm now and lost in the hot pleasure of the sensations overwhelming him. A deep thrust; he stiffened, and his orgasm pumped out of him, a groan of deepest pleasure torn from him as he poured his cum into his mate, a deep burning sensation on the centre of his shoulders going virtually unnoticed in the overwhelming rush of pleasure. Both Sev and Siri groaned simultaneously, heat flaming through their claiming bite marks, the wash of magic surging over them all and robbing them of consciousness where they lay.



 



It was dawn before they stirred, Remus slipping from Sirius' body while both the others opened their eyes to gaze on each other's cocks. Stiff bodies rearranged themselves, whispered cleansing spells charmed away drying stickiness; murmurs of love as they curled up together and pulled discarded covers back over themselves, the household slowly awakening. 



 



Little footsteps padded in, and a small hand tugged on Severus'. "Unca Sevvie? Hawy want up", a little voice announced. Opening his eyes to see a determined Draco before him, Severus groaned and summoned a dressing robe to him, standing and wrapping it around him in one fluid movement. Rather than going with him, Draco began trying to climb up on to the too-high bed, and as Sirius leaned forward to give him a hand, Remus got his first clear look at the mating Mark magic had blazed into his skin. It retained a suggestion of the bite, while clearly representing a crescent moon. The little boy flumped on top of the covers, and began explaining, in that self important way toddlers do, about 'Hawy' waking him up, and how he was 'helpin' Hawy by getting his Papa' .



 



He paused, and looked at the two men staring blearily at him. "Are you Hawy's Papas too?" he demanded. 



 



A deep voice came from the doorway, warm eyes glowing at them both. 



 



"Yes", said the man holding the black haired toddler. "Yes, we all are."