Shiver

A/N: Yes, I am aware about what I said in the other A/N that I had posted, but I was suddenly given a bought of inspiration - which came from god knows where - and I was able to write this absolte yummyness for those of you still with me. Enjoy. I know I enjoyed writing it.



Shiver



Harry gasped, his hands gripping the head – whose head, he couldn't be sure – that was kissing, licking and biting his stomach. He was sprawled on his back on Severus' big bed, the other three members of his new relationship – make that other two, because he for sure knew where one of them was, swirling their tongue in his navel, causing him to gasp for breath and scramble to clutch the bedsheets, not wanting to grip his partners hair too hard – the other two members somewhere else in the room with them.

“God, please...” he hated sounding like this, remember only really sounding like this for Layla when she did that thing with her tongue and ohmygod, who ever was sucking his aching member into their wet hothothot mouth seemed to know that move, too. He heard Layla before he felt her.

She first knelt by his head, leaning down to give him a demanding kiss that left him wanting more, letting him glimpse for a moment that she was as nude as he was before she swung one of her legs over his chest, rising herself above his mouth as groaning as he latched on to her clit, licking her roughly and suckling her juices.

“God, Layla...” that was most definitely Severus. His voice was smoky and dripping with arousal, which meant that the person doing that ohmygod wonderfully fabulous thing with the tongue was Remus. Harry moaned, spreading his legs and pushing his hips upwards, whining softly when Remus held his hips down, deep throating him.

There was a soft snick as Severus opened the lube that appeared to have come from nowhere. Harry's tongue delved in between Layla's wet folds, fucking her with his tongue, when he wanted nothing more than to bury himself in her when Remus pulled up from his cock, gasping,

“God, Severus, don't tease me...” there was a husky chuckle. Severus' fingers slowly scissoring Remus open, teasing his prostate continuously.

“All in good time, Remus. You won't be leaving this bed until I've fucked you.” Remus groaned and sucked Harry back into his mouth, sucking harder, as if by increasing the suction, he could hurry Severus along; his own hips bucking back against the now three fingers in his arse.

“Harry, oh, god...” Layla whimpered, her hips gyrating over Harry's face, her body tight, riding the brink of her orgasm. Harry's fingers grasped Layla's hips tightly, her juices dribbling down his chin as he put everything into making Layla come.

“Harry!” her body shook as her hands grasped Harry's hair tightly, trying, but failing, to pull him away from her sensitive clit; Harry still had his tight grasp on her hips, holding her in place.

Remus lifted off Harry's cock once more to groan loudly.

“Damnit, Severus, I won't break! Just fuck me already!” Severus flipped Remus over onto his back, making him let go of Harry's hips. He thrust into Remus' willing body, shuddering as his hard cock was engulfed in burning heat. Remus treaded his fingers through Severus' hair, pulling him down for a hash kiss as his hips started to buck and writhe on their own.

Harry took the cue from Severus and pushed Layla off of him and onto her back, sliding himself into her deep folds without preamble. She gasped and pushed her hips down on his, her flesh gripping his cock tightly, almost too tightly. Remus and Severus broke their kiss to stare at Layla's arched body, Remus reaching down to rub her hyper-sensitive clit as Harry began to thrust in and out of her. Severus pinched her nipple, hard, twisting it lightly as she grabbed at Harry's arms, her legs splaying widely, trying to take as much as she could.

Remus continuously stroked her clit, relishing in the mewls he pulled from her throat as Severus redirected his attention back to the man underneath him. He gripped both of Remus' hips tightly and thrust into his welcoming hole hard, and fast, slamming against his prostate with each thrust. Remus groaned, his hand spasming against Layla's clit as she came for a second time, her inner walls milking Harry's orgasm from him.

“God...” Harry leaned over Layla's body, having too pull out of her as her warm and wet pussy continued to over-stimulate his spend cock as Remus' hand continued to stroke and finger her abused flesh. Harry laid down next to Layla, propping himself up on one elbow to watch the two older men as Layla tried to remove Remus' hand, but she was too tired to make a real effort.

Severus' hips grew more erratic as Remus clenched around him tightly, ripping his climax from his body. Remus' hips rolled against Severus', his cock still painfully hard. Severus pulled out and Remus whined softly at the feeling of being empty and Severus leaned down, intent on taking Remus into his mouth to bring him to completion, but Remus waved him off, rolling to his knees swiftly with energy that surprised his bed mates – well, it would have surprised Layla if Remus' hand wasn't still playing conductor to her sex.

Remus' entry into Layla surprised her so, retching her third orgasm from her spent body almost immediately. Remus' cock pulsed steadily inside Layla, knowing that he had brought her off finally bringing his climax about.

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