Polyamory?

“It's loser's option, so what's your weapon of choice Lucius? Wands or swords?” Severus asked his long time friend at their weekly dueling session at his, and now Hermione's, home. They never had their get togethers with the intent to harm, but rather a useful means to maintain their skills. One couldn't know for certain when a new Dark Lord might arise.

“Given the fact that I've yet to obtain an effective healing balm for the hexes from last week's duel, swords shall suffice.”

“Then please chose” Severus said as he gestured towards his intricately large display of various weaponry.

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Much like the magic imbued in the Room of Requirement, once the weapons were chosen, Severus' study manifested itself into an appropriate venue for combat.

As they each practiced, acclimating to their sword's weight, Severus was determining the best way to inform Lucius of Hermione's unexpected confession. Slytherin to the core, Severus knew subversive tactics would need to be employed to extract some critical information from Lucius.

“Tell me Lucius, how have things been for you since you finally managed to unshackle yourself from that financial succubus...I mean Narcissa? Have you been able to keep your vaults firmly intact?”

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“Narcissa, the money grubbing whore, is permanently out of my life without a Malfoy knut to her name. Imagine, cheating on me with a Goyle. I'm certain she's cursing herself for failing to remember her stipulation of fidelity in our prenuptial. Regarding my recovery from her philandering, I've a renewed and voracious interest in the fairer sex.”

“Any woman in particular?”

“Yes. Alas, she's taken. So I shall never have her and be forced to covet her from afar.”

“Perhaps she isn't as unattainable as you believe.” After this ambiguous statement, Severus took his stance. “Practice is over. En garde!”

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“What do you mean? You don't even know who I'm talking about” Lucius said as he readied himself for Severus' opening attack.

“You've forgotten I can read people like the Prophet. I saw how you looked at her. You want Hermione.”

Lucius paled at Severus' statement. “I didn't know you two were so involved. You're so discrete that I'd no idea you were even courting, much less living with her. I'd never pursue a woman you've so clearly laid claim to.”

“And if she wishes to be pursued?”

“Poaching a friend's ex is unacceptable.”

“Not if she isn't an ex.”

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Stunned at that revelation, Lucius lowered his weapon for a brief moment.

“Yah!” Severus shouted as he arced up, then back down, smiting Lucius' shoulder. “Point. Hermione mentioned that she wants you, me and Draco as well.”

As Lucius processed that surprising information, he thrust his arm out quickly. “Point” he said softly when he noticed the blood he'd drawn on Severus' stomach.

Looking down, Severus summoned a cloth to clean his wound. “Eye for an eye? Or are you merely bloodthirsty today?”

“Yes. My arse still hurts from that stinger last week. Was I a new spell guinea pig?”

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“Well, we haven't the privilege of raids and revels anymore. I need someone to try out my new spells on. The Ministry still frowns upon using unsuspecting Muggles for spell practice.” Severus smirked at Lucius' subconscious rubbing of his own arse. He snorted at Lucius' display and said “I'll give you some healing balm when we're finished.”

“Good to know I can still count on you to heal me, even when you were the one to inflict the pain. Now, back to Hermione's desires. She wants the three of us? Together? I didn't know of her proclivities. I'm very intrigued.”

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“I don't think she wants the three of us at the same time. She mumbled something about too many Slytherins for one Gryffindor to handle all at once.”

“We would overwhelm the woman” Lucius snickered. He readied himself to continue their swordplay and discussion.

“Let me ask you this...” Severus began as he swung around, their sword connecting with a sharp spark. “Does her being with Draco unnerve you?”

Lucius digested the question, allowing Severus the advantage of his distraction. Severus quickly hit Lucius in the arm. “Point.”

“Not at all. If I were there, I'd only watch” Lucius admitted.
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“Because engaging them is a little too amoral, even for you?” Severus asked with a knowing gleam in his eye.

“You know there are certain lines I just won't cross. Not even at the risk of being Crucio'd by the Dark Lord.” Lucius was referring to the countless times Voldemort wanted his top two Death Eaters to sexually engage. They managed to circumvent the request by brutally sharing a woman in his presence.

“You'll need to inform Hermione of your proclivities. She certainly enjoys being watched. I dare say it enhanced her performance. Although, she's outrageously exquisite one on one.”

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“You know this from personal experience I take it?”

“Of course. She afforded me the opportunity to watch her...with Draco.”

“You watched your significant other fuck another man? You didn't kill him did you?”

“Relax Lucius. They didn't fuck, but he did receive the best head he has ever had. His words. To answer your other question, yes Draco lives on.”

“I don't know what to say. How did you persuade her to do it?”

“As a matter of fact, I didn't need to. She told me she'd fantasized about it. She even shared with me one involving you.”
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Severus took advantage of Lucius' stunned expression and swung at him, leaving a thin line of blood across his chest in the wake of the blow. “Point. Shall we call this? I grow weary of the bloodletting and we've been entirely too distracted to give this our full attention.”

“I agree. All this discussion had clearly put me off my game if you're kicking my arse with swords.”

“Exercise complete” Severus announced to the room, ending its combat room creation and reverting back to the study.

“I would like to know more about this fantasy of Hermione's and my involvement.”

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“There's not all that much to tell, honestly. Apparently she is unimaginably aroused by our sweaty and disheveled states when we exit my study after our duels. She has the desire to lick the sweat from your body as I take her from behind.”

“That's interesting. Rather tame by my standards, but intriguing nonetheless.”

“I'm certain she was consciously editing it for my benefit. She didn't know how I'd react to her desire to fuck my best friend.”

“What is your reaction? If she and I do engage, you won't Obliviate me later, will you?”

“No obliviation will be necessary.”

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“I'm relieved to hear that, because if all goes well when we leave this room I do want to have some memories for my pensieve.”

“Excellent my friend. I'm certain Hermione will be most pleased to be worthy of pensieve review. Now, let's get that healing salve. We both need to be in top form when we leave this room, as Hermione is anxiously awaiting our arrival in the parlor.”

Severus went to his personal stores to retrieve several potions and balms: the healing salve, invigoration draughts, lubricant, and a special colonic for Hermione.

“What are those two vials for?”

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“These will be for Hermione's use. Before I explain, how amenable are you to arse play?”

Lucius raised a questioning brow, “It depends on who's arse is being played with.”

“Hermione's, of course. She rather enjoys anal sex. Perhaps she'll allow you to take her there.”

Lucius was speechless as he rubbed the ointment over his wounds. No respectable witch would ever allow anal penetration. Hermione, however, wasn't a typical witch and the mere thought of having that opportunity had Lucius hard enough to cut diamonds. “She would?” he asked incredulously.

“I'd say she enjoys it more than being watched.”

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“Dear Gods, man! You're obviously trying to kill me” Lucius exclaimed as he downed his invigoration draught. “It's been so long since I've bounced off a nice, plump arse. I've almost forgotten what it feels like.”

“Then you shall enjoy today, won't you?” Severus asked as he drank his draught.

“I think we should join Hermione before my cock splits my trousers. Lead the way.”

“Hermione” Severus moaned when they entered the parlor. She was bent over the desk, hastily scribbling something on parchment. She was in a Slytherin green dress that seemed to cling to her every voluptuous curve.

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Hermione straightened and turned when Severus spoke in his knicker soaking, baritone voice. “Severus” she said glancing at the clock, “You've finished early. I wasn't expecting you for another hour. Lucius, it's good to see you again.” Hermione smiled as she spoke, a tingling warmth spreading in her loins.

Severus discretely passed the colonic to Hermione. She recognized the vial immediately and drank the contents without breaking eye contact with Lucius. She shivered slightly as the foamy cleanser worked its way through her, filling her with its magic and a thrill at what would happen when its effects had dissipated.

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As the draught finished its work, Severus went to stand behind Hermione. He wrapped his arms around her waist, sliding his hands up and down the silky fabric of her dress. He nuzzled her neck and whispered “I believe Lucius would benefit immensely from watching for a while before he joins our activities.”

Severus' hands were cupping her breasts when she asked “Do you like to watch Lucius? Do you want to see Severus work me into mind bending conniptions with his mouth? Does that excite you?” Hermione quickly glanced down as Lucius adjusted the growing discomfort of his trousers.

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“I can see that it does. Perhaps you'd like to get comfortable on the sofa. You'll find the view is excellent from that vantage.”

Lucius could only nod in acquiescence, as Severus opened the top third of the buttons running the length of Hermione's dress.

Her breasts were on display, encased in dark satin and lace. He sat, readjusted himself and relaxed back to take in what Severus would do next.

“Mmm! Severus, open my bra. I want Lucius to see my breasts.”

Severus quickly opened the front closure. Hermione's ample, but firm breasts spilled forth from their clothed prison.

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Severus opened her dress further, his actions eliciting a moan from Lucius when he noticed she wore no knickers and was bare to the touch.

Severus slid off her dress, taking her bra with it. Everything was in a crumpled heap at her bare feet.

With one hand still plucking her sensitive nipples, his other hand drifted below her waist, stilling in surprise at the hairless texture of her nether lips. Severus growled in her ear then spread her open, her aroused scent filling the room.

Lucius shifted on the sofa, trying to keep from coming like a randy teenager.

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His hands clenched the arm and back of the sofa when he saw how wet Hermione was.

Severus was alternating between her breasts, pulling on her nipples, and slowly stoking her swollen sex.

Hermione groaned in frustration as he spread the fluid of her arousal around her engorged nub, but never making the contact she needed. “Severus, it's not nice to tease the animals” she growled, referring to herself and Lucius who seemed to be ready to join in the fun. “Perhaps Lucius should come over here and help you?” she whispered coquettishly. “I'm sure he's good with his hands.”

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“If that's your desire Hermione” he whispered back to her. “Lucius, do come over and give the lady a hand. I don't believe a one on one scenario will satisfy her today.”

Lucius leapt off the sofa like someone had Incendio'd his arse. Reaching out for her, he leaned to speak softly to her. “I've been aching for you for entirely too long. I'm dying to have a taste of you.” Lucius pulled Hermione over to the sofa, where he reclined her in the corner to give him access to the treasure between her legs while Severus tended her breasts.

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“Oh Gods!” Hermione moaned as Lucius' tongue made a long swipe across her slit, lapping up the sweet nectar he found there.

Severus continued his ministrations on her breasts, alternating between laving them with his tongue and worrying the swollen nipples with his teeth.

Hermione's soft cries of pleasure spurned Lucius into further action. He swiped at her distended clit with the flat of his tongue, before drawing it into his mouth, suckling ever so briefly, then repeating the process.

“Oh...my...Gods...Lucius...please! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!” Hermione's hips bucked slightly as she screamed out in ecstasy.

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Severus intuitively understood how Hermione wanted to proceed, so he grabbed his wand off the desk and transfigured the sofa into a large, comfortable bed. “How do you want us Hermione? What is your desire?”

She slowly came back from euphoria when she answered “I want to fuck Lucius first and you can join us as soon as we establish a rhythm” Hermione said, now seeming a little uncertain with her choice. “Lucius, I want you to lie across the bed. I plan to ride you until we can't see straight. Are you up for the challenge?”

“I'm always up.”

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Both quickly shed their clothing, feeling relief at the release of tension against their erections. As requested, Lucius laid back on the bed and let Hermione do what she will.

Hermione crawled on top of him, her soaking lips brushing his cock while she positioned herself properly. She bent down to kiss him deeply as she quickly sank on his tumescent length. “Mmm!” she moaned into his mouth.

Severus, aching to participate, eased behind her and began playing with her breasts. He whispered to her “Are you ready for me?”

“Oh yes. Be quick about it. I need you inside.”

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That was all the incentive Severus needed to summon the lubricant. He warmed the gel in his hand before applying it to her puckered rosette. Sweet Nimue, he loved fucking her arse. He had to tighten his emotional rein to keep from plowing into her without quarter. He eased first one finger, then two as she continued to ride Lucius slowly and surely. He stretched his fingers apart, coaxing her rear entrance open and into submission. Severus was significantly larger than average, so he eased in another finger to create the accommodations needed for his cock to slide into her.

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Severus slathered lubricant on himself, then slowly pushed in beside the fingers he slid out. He managed to gain an inch before meeting a slight resistance. “Push me out, love” he whispered as he ran a soothing hand along her back.

She did just that and Severus eased his cock in, deeply embedded in her tight warmth. “Don't move. Please give me a moment” Severus begged as he almost orgasmed on the spot. Regaining his composure, he established a point/counterpoint rhythm with Lucius, both of them almost completely overwhelmed by feeling one another through the thin membrane separating them.

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Lucius' and Severus' breathing quickened along with their pace. Hermione gasped in breathy pants, overcome by the sensations her two Slytherins were evoking in her.

“Oh Severus, Lucius! I'm...coming! Ieee!” she shreiked as her orgasm slammed into her like a tidal wave.

Lucius and Severus both weren't far behind her as the clenching of her muscles proved to be too much.

“Yes!” Lucius hissed as he gripped her hips to force her closer.

Severus was a bit more restrained, grunting as his seed shot deep within her, but he held her close as they continued thrusting against one another.

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They slowed their rhythm, each man easing out of her, but keeping close, as if to maintain their hold on reality.

Lucius caressed Hermione's face, wiping the sheen of perspiration from her brow. “That was simply incredible, Hermione. Words can't describe...”

“There's no need for words Lucius. They'll only get in the way and cock it all up” Hermione countered before he could finish his thought.

“I agree Lucius. Let's just leave it as 'it was what it was' and look forward to the next time.”

“Next time?” Lucius queried.

“There will most definitely be a next time” Hermione stated.