Le Frère de Sang

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Anita Blake Vampire Hunter, and I do not make any money from these writings.
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GENERAL DISCLAIMER - I do not own Harry Potter or Anita Blake Vampire Hunter, and I do not make any money from these writings.

NOTES ON THE CHAPTER - This chapter deals with the aftermath of what happened in the last chapter and of course some more playing for the boys.

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“Harry?” The voice was faint, barely a whispered question, but it broke through the haze of black I’d put up around myself. I turned my head to the other side and blinked my eyes open. Everything was blurry and unfocussed, the light hurting my head and my limbs feeling rather heavy. I blinked a few times, trying to clear the fog and encourage my eyes to get used to the light. There before me were Micah and Asher sat on the bed watching me with small frowns. A now warm hand brushed my hair and traced the scar on my forehead and I gave Asher a small, albeit slightly weak smile.

“Hey.”

“Hey yourself.” Micah said moving so he was kneeling on the bed. “What happened? You just disappeared.”

“I came up here to tidy up.” I said shifting slightly but otherwise remaining laid on the bed. “I cleared up the room then went to go downstairs but I brought all my shields down and kind of lost myself in your emotions. I had a hell of a time coming back to myself. Then I just came in here. Still have a headache from it all.”

“Oh.” Micah said then looked to Asher as if to say he didn’t know what else to say.

“You got carried away with what we felt that you couldn‘t find your way back to yourself?” Asher questioned and I nodded at him.

“I can try to show you if you like? I‘ll send you the memory?” Asher and Micah nodded and I could practically see them lowering their mind shields. I slowly let mine down, trying to do again what I’d done in the dinning room. I pushed the memory of what happened down the link to both of them then shut up my shields again. After a few moments Asher and Micah nodded.

“I see now why you did not come to us.” Asher nodded his understanding as he spoke then leaned down and lay on the bed next to me putting one hand on my hip. Doing this blocked out Micah from my vision but then I felt a body mould itself to my other side and knew they had agreed to do that.

“You okay now?” Micah asked and I nodded slowly trying to roll over so I was on my back so I could see them both. The moving was hard to do, my limbs still not wanting to do as I bid them. Still, I made it and flopped there more tired. Micah smiled and kissed me lightly. My response was to kiss back lazily, unable to do much more. Asher laughed slightly against me and we broke apart to look at him.

“It seems you enjoyed yourself regardless of your worry, non?”

“Well…yeah but it wasn‘t as pleasurable for me to bring myself off as it is when I have your company.” I grinned at him and he smiled and kissed me very lightly. When he pulled back he was still smiling.

“I suppose not, but then it is always better with company.”

“Did you and Micah have fun?” I alternated my glance between them then, so that while the question seemed directed at Asher I was including Micah as well.

“You know we did, mon magicien.”

“Mm, lots of fun.” Micah snickered slightly, shifted strangely then licked my neck slightly. I frowned then sighed when I felt the tongue. I squirmed, enjoying it though it didn’t arouse me then.

“What did you do?” I froze then realised how that could be taken. “Sorry, didn‘t mean to be invasive. You don‘t have to tell me but it would be nice to know what I missed.”

“A most enjoyable experience. I was treated to Micah‘s fingers. It seems he found enjoyment of it too. Then of course I allowed him to experience my tongue and mouth.” I felt a flush run across my face. Gods…

“Mm, I think it would have been nice to experience it all together but…”

“I wish I‘d been there.” I whispered and squirmed a little more. “It wasn‘t nice doing it on my own but I‘m glad you both enjoyed it.”

“We did, and we will again, of that I have no doubt.” I grinned and rolled onto my side so I could look up at Asher.

“Good. Because next time I‘m gonna use my mouth and show you what I can do with it.” I heard a groan from behind me and then Micah was pressing into me again, this time with a slight hardness between his legs. Asher frowned slightly and caressed my face with his knuckles.

“Your mouth mon amour?” I smiled and hummed.

“Mm. Turns out Blaise wasn‘t so right about oral pleasure. It‘s not bad when you‘re clean first.” Asher’s eyes seemed to glow slightly then.

“Ah. It seems you both have been busy in my absence.” Now that didn’t sound encouraging. I leaned up and kissed him hard, pushing my lips into his. It wasn’t deep, in fact we didn’t open our mouths much at all, but it was hard. Then I pulled away and gave him a smile, reaching around to grasp at Micah’s hand.

“We were, but now you‘re back we can have some fun with what we learned.” Asher laughed and I felt like whatever danger could have happened was averted. I leaned up and kissed him again. “You know I love you?”

“Of course mon amour.” His arm wrapped around my waist and gripped my lower back as he rolled over and pressed into me so our fronts were glued to each other. I felt a hot tongue on my ear, tracing the shell and I gasped turning from the kiss. The tongue pulled away then Micah’s voice ghosted over my ear.

“Perhaps we could have some fun now hm?” I definitely felt arousal stir in me then, the flush that had slowly been receeding from my cheeks rushed south. I moaned and kissed Asher’s chin.

“Mm. I‘d love too but my body is going to be slow I think, it‘s still sleepy.” Asher moved his hand that was on my back around and into the front of my trousers. I arched into the hand as it cupped me, my body feeling everything and loving it. Move blood rushed south but I could feel myself still not hardening fast.

“Then we will just have to spend a lot of time having fun, instead of a short amount of time. If you don‘t object of course.” I shook my head.

“I‘d never object to do this with you, with either of you.” I felt lips press into the base of my neck curling up into a smile and a pair of smiling lips pressed against mine again. When Asher finally pulled back for air I reached a hand up and summoned my magic to me.

“Shall I get rid of our clothes? It wouldn‘t be much fun to stay in them now would it.”

“Oh I don’t know, it can be enjoyable.”

“But perhaps it would be more enjoyable for you to banish our clothes mon magicien then let us take care of yours for you.” I nodded and waved my hand sending my magic to banish all the clothes Asher and Micah were wearing. The reaction was immediate, as it always was. Micah’s hips pressed harder against me a now prominent erection digging into me and Asher pressed into me from the front his arousal also hardened.

“Ooh.” I breathed then wiggled causing both men to utter small moans.

“Damn, that felt good.”

“Yes, our magicien certainly is full of pleasure.” I grinned up at Asher pushing my hand through his hair and wiggled my hips a bit so they pressed more into Micah.

“Mm but that was unintentional pleasure. Is it the same when I try to give you pleasure do you think?” I moved my hand close to his arousal and teased it, tickling the skin. Asher flinched slightly then pressed against my hand.

“You are a good tease, that is certain.” I grinned and moved my hand to his chest to push him onto his back. Then I pulled back from Micah and straddled Asher’s thighs. I gave Micah a smile.

“Yes but only for foreplay.” I kissed Asher then slid my body down so that if I bowed my back some I’d be able to take his arousal into my mouth. I glanced up at Asher and gave him a grin then looked over at Micah with a frown before I confessed to him. “I don‘t want to leave you out.”

“Oh believe me, watching is almost as pleasurable as joining in. Besides, I‘ve already got mine.”

“Hm…I‘ll give you something I promise, I‘ll give you pleasure too, I don‘t leave you out for long.”

“You never could. I love you both, this is just as enjoyable to me as it would be if I was the recipient.” I nodded then looked up to Asher again, but he wasn’t looking at me at that moment, he was occupied with reaching out to Micah. I saw him flash a smile at me for a second before he grabbed Micah and pulled him into a kiss. I gasped, the sight so beautiful, especially when Micah got over his shock and pushed himself down into the kiss, his hand running over Asher’s face and chest.

I looked down to Asher’s arousal. He’d include Micah while I was included by pleasuring him. His arousal wasn’t as big as Micah’s. It was still big but Micah was definitely bigger. The difference was that I’d probably be able to give Asher more pleasure. I leaned down and tentatively licked the head of his erection…then paused and cast a cleansing spell over Asher’s body and Micah’s. Micah’s back arched and he let out a very surprised but pleasurable groan and Asher bucked his hips. I grinned and cast the spell on my mouth before leaning down again. I’d do this, for Asher I’d do it and do it well.

I called on the memories I’d witnessed from when Asher did this to his lovers, feeling slight bitterness and happiness at seeing him with others and at knowing that I could use his experience to help me pleasure him. Then I called on my memory of my time with Micah. Then I leaned back down and licked, kissed, sucked and teased with my tongue and lips.

“Ah, mon magicien! Mon Dieu!” I grinned around him as I heard that. I held his hips down so he couldn’t buck up. I wasn’t experienced, my body wasn’t experienced, to take Asher any more than to the back of my mouth. Any further than that and I’d be gagging and unable to stop. I licked some more then swirled my tongue over the tip of him before pulling back and blowing on the now glistening flesh. He bucked again and I gave a small laugh before taking the tip into my mouth and sucking as hard as I could sliding it in and out of my mouth.

I heard a load gasp then a tremendous groan that I knew came from Micah so I pulled my mouth off Asher and looked up. I couldn’t help the gasp when I saw Micah with his head tilted to the side and Asher buried into his neck sucking. Asher had bitten Micah. Or more impressively, Micah had let Asher bite him! I stared for a moment then slowly moved back down to Asher’s arousal. I stared at it. Nothing I did, or could do, would compare to the pleasure Asher would get from Micah’s blood…except perhaps both of their reaction to magic. Asher had always liked the taste of my blood, Blaise too, and Blaise had confided that my blood tasted wo wonderful because of the magic in me. I couldn’t be apart of their feeding physically but there was another way I could pleasure them both.

I smirked and gathered my magic to me. I leaned down and licked at Asher again while sending my magic into Micah. I told it to fill him, linger in him or more spacifically in his blood. Asher could drink it up then and enjoy it’s taste while Micah would be aroused more by the magic touching him. I took Asher into my mouth and sucked hard hearing near screams of enjoyment from Micah and moans from Asher.

A hand tangled in my hair and tugged me hard. I released Asher’s arousal, it standing tall and hard and proud, and allowed the hand to pull me upwards. I slid up Asher’s body and was tugged into a kiss so hard I couldn’t breath and I couldn’t think through it. His tongue battled mine down into submission, his hands holding me completely still overpowering me and his lips claiming me. I had to attempt to breath through my nose to get air.

“Ah! Asher…” I gasped and sucked in air as hard as I could to replace the air I missed. Asher smirked up at me and pulled me to him in a softer kiss this time. I held myself above him on trembling arms and when he pulled back from that kiss I was looking down on an expression filled with lust and love.

“Thank you, mon bien-aimé. I have not felt so much pleasure.” I smiled at him and kissed him lightly. He called me beloved.

“It was my pleasure to give it to you. I love you.”

“And for that I shall always be grateful.” A loud drawn out moan made our attention leave each other. Micah was stroking himself, his eyes screwed shut and his body trembling. His mouth was wide open gasping. His body covered in sweat. The place on his neck where Asher had bitten him was slightly pink but otherwise unmarked.

“It looked like Micah has not felt so much pleasure before either.” I whispered to Asher and kissed his cheek lightly before climbing off him with a questioning look and moving over to Micah. Asher smirked and rolled so he was better able to move. I moved to the far side of Micah so that Asher didn’t have to go as far and Asher settled opposite me.

“How should we help him?” Asher asked gently with a smile. I didn’t exactly know, but I did want to help.

“I don‘t know. I could use my mouth but that isn‘t both of us helping him.”

“No and I have already bitten him and used my mouth to bring him to orgasm. I could use my fingers however I do not believe he would like to be penetrated.” I frowned and nodded slightly.

“We could ask him.” I offered.

“Some how, mon bien-aimé, I do not think he will be able to answer.” I shrugged and leaned down so my mouth was next to his ear.

“Micah…how can we both pleasure you?” I whispered and Micah’s mouth closed and opened a few times making soundless words before he snapped his eyes open and looked around the room. I was about to ask him again when he grabbed me and threw me over him and onto the bed on his other side. I landed on my side somehow, back to him and front to Asher.

“Lube! Asher, get me lube!” I jerked as Micah gasped that then pressed himself completely against my back, his arousal pushing against my rear.

“Micah! What‘re you gonna…” A hand pushed my chin around at an awkward angle and his lips crashed into mine. He shoved his tongue in and, with no trace of playfulness, dominated me. He swirled his tongue, pressed it against every bit of my mouth and all I could do was stay open to him and try to join in. He eventually pulled back and black dots danced in my eyes.

“I‘m not doing that.” He whispered gently teething at my jaw. “I want to feel you around my fingers. I want Asher‘s fingers with mine.”

I saw Asher pass a tube of lubrication to Micah and heard it being undone. Anticipation was like doxies in my stomach, flying around and going mad. My heart was hammering and my arousal throbbed. I stared up at Asher who was grinning and I could hear Micah’s moans of enjoyment, his gently but frantic hips making friction for his erection against the backs of my thighs. I gasped at a particularly rough thrust and then felt his fingers teasing themselves between my ass cheeks. I grabbed at the blankets and tried to beg something of Asher with my eyes alone. I needed him with me, his hands on me too. Micah said he wouldn’t and I believed him but having Asher on me too would make sure I was extra safe from complete penetration.

“Merci, Micah.” Asher intoned and took the offered lubrication, squeezing it onto his fingers before lying down on the bed next to me. He grabbed my leg and lifted it up so as he moved forwards so it wrapped around his waist. I tightened the muscles in my leg forcing him against me more then felt Micah’s finger dive inside me.

“Ah!” I cried out and grabbed at Asher’s shoulder with one hand, my other hand being stuck beneath me. I gripped Asher tight, my fingers digging into his skin and holding on for dear life as Micah’s finger went straight in as far as it could. It was uncomfortable for all of ten seconds then I was used to it.

“Asher! Come on, you too! Give him the pleasure he gives us!” Micah growled against my hair before pressing his nose against my skull and inhaling hard. My hips jerked, he was sniffing me and liking my smell? He moaned and then sniffed again then I felt a second hand working its way around my hips, over my cheek then on the edge of my hole. I held myself completely still. I’d never had both of their fingers inside me before. Asher pressed a kiss to my forehead.

“Relax our Harry.” I nodded though I couldn’t completely control the instinctual tense as his finger entered me too. I froze then sighed and released the tension in my body. I moaned and tried to pull Asher closer using my leg. His arousal, that I hadn’t noticed before this moment, touched against mine and my eyes rolled back into my head.

“Merlin!” I gasped out and their fingers moved as one, in and out of me then they broke away and both wiggled around. I moved my hips back into the fingers and wiggled. Micah groaned as I did and teeth nipped at my earlobe hard enough to make it burn and his hips moved faster and harder against my leg. His erection brushed the underside of my arousal too.

“Ah!” I jerked and yelled out. Stars burst in front of my eyes. Pleasure spiked through me and I undulated my hips almost as hard as Micah was trying to relieve the pressure in me. It felt so good. I looked up at Asher then grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss. I melded my lips to his and opened both our mouths, teasing his tongue with mine. He let me steer, do as I pleased, for a few moments then pressed back against me with a vengeance and forced me out of my mouth and he took over the kiss like he was fighting a war for territory.

“Oh, so close! I love you…nearly there…” Micah’s words hit our ears and Asher broke the kiss with a slight snarl. I stared at him but he ignored me and leaned up and over me his hand disappearing from my insides so suddenly I screamed. Then I could see Micah and Asher kissing furiously from out of the corner of my eye. Asher was holding Micah into the kiss and Micah was leaning slightly against Asher’s shoulder. Asher had taken control of Micah’s mouth and Micah was just surrendering. More lust swept through me and at the same moment Micah’s finger pressed upon my prostate again and I yelled, turning my face into the blankets and screaming out my pleasure.

Another finger added itself to my insides and the two of them pressed in hard and deep striking me every time. My throat burned with the yelling. Micah’s arousal disappeared from my back but his fingers never left me. A hand wrapped around my arousal and I jerked into it nearly making the fingers inside me leave. I threw my head to the side and saw Micah and Asher still kissing like they were starving men and devouring each other was their only sustenance. Asher’s hand was wrapped around Micah’s arousal too and Micah’s other hand was wrapped around Asher’s shoulders. I reached my hand out, closing my eyes so I was blind because of the newest hit to my prostate, and finally found Asher’s arousal. I gripped it and pumped in time with his pumps. He pulled back from the kiss with Micah and leaned down for a moment to kiss me. It was brief and was broken as soon as Micah hit my prostate again. Then he pulled back with a grin and devoured the dazed Micah once more.

I don’t remember who came first, who came last. I don’t remember anything but the pleasure and the white curtain that went over my vision. I lost myself to it and drifted through it for ages before floating back up to see Asher wiping the evidence of our sex from my body. I watched him with a small smile then waved my hand banishing the sweat and come. He jerked then snapped his gaze to me.

“Ah, that ruined my fun.”

“You needed to have more fun Asher?” He shook his head with a smile and lay down on top of me, throwing the flannel to the floor. He kissed me slowly, painfully slowly. I felt all his love and gratitude and pleasure in his kiss. I didn’t have the energy left to move my arm else I would have wrapped it around him. Still, he didn’t seem to mind. When he pulled back my lips tingled and my heart was hot.

“Ah mon bien-aimé. How beautiful you are, how stunning.” I hummed and smiled.

“How lucky I am to have you.” I smiled at him. “I love you.”

“And I you.”

“Is Micah still here or has he left us here?” I asked and pulled together enough energy to stroke his face.

“He has gone for a shower while you were dazed.” I felt a flush creep into my cheeks. What more could one say to that? Except deny having been dazed from sex despite knowing very well you had been. I didn’t say anything, I just pulled him in for another kiss.

“I‘m gonna sleep now ‘kay? You both tired me out.” Asher laughed gently against my lips and pulled back from me, sliding completely off the bed and pulled the blankets over me.

“When the time comes we shall both show you how truly tiring intimacy can be. But sleep now, mon Harry, and know we I shall watch over you for the rest of the night and Micah for the rest of the morning.”

“Mm.” I shut my eyes and tugged the blankets up higher drifting slowly back away from reality.

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