Triangle of Lust

After cleaning herself up, once again, and dressing in actual clothes, Hermione felt that enough time had passed for her to find Remus to reverse her disillusionment. She walked into the kitchen and saw him at the sink. Sirius had his back to him, lowering dishes from the cabinet to set the table.

“I guess we’re stuck with everyone tonight, right?” Sirius asked, counting plates.

“I think so. Harry and Charlie said they’d be out late, but unless they find somewhere to hide, I think we’ll be seeing them soon. The others aren’t coming over after all. Ginny should be down, you know she doesn’t miss a meal,” he added disdainfully. It was common knowledge that she always intruded, but never offered to help.

Remus suddenly jumped. “What the…” he said, looking down. He felt someone grab his balls through his pants. Although feeling that someone did not equate to seeing that someone, which was quite shocking. However, the feeling was very erotic and he felt himself hardening at the touch.

“Where’s Hermione? I haven’t seen her since that disgusting peep show earlier,” Sirius added thoughtfully.

Remus chuckled softly, realizing exactly who was touching him. “Oh, I think she’s around here somewhere. I didn’t take her charm off.”

“You mean she’s still invisible? That explains it,” he said without thinking.

“Explains what?”

“Oh, um, why we haven’t seen her,” he said quickly.

Remus bit back a moan as the hand engulfed his sensitive, yet throbbing cock. Honestly, he thought, I’m not as young as I used to be. How much can one man handle in less than an hour?

He pulled out his wand discreetly, then directed it where he hoped she was standing and cast the counter charm. She stood up quickly, before Sirius could turn around, and glared at Remus.

“I was having fun,” she hissed, a grin trying to break out.

“Yes, I noticed,” he answered quietly, grinning also. “I found her,” he announced to Sirius.

“Ah, hello little one. Care to set the table?”

Hermione drew her wand and charmed the dishes to set themselves.

“Honestly, Sirius, you could do things so much quicker with your wand.”

“Yes, but sometimes one needs to take the time to appreciate the muggle way. Or at least waste time while Chef Lupin over there finishes up,” he said, laughing at his friend’s scowl.

Hermione leaned up against the counter and sighed. “I’m such a spoiled witch.”

“Yes, you are,” Remus agreed lovingly.

“Among other things,” came the snide remark from the redhead who had just entered the room.

Sirius groaned, Remus growled, Hermione rolled her eyes, and all three refused to comment. Hermione did, however, hop up on the counter between the two wizards and pretend Ginny had not even walked in the room.

The tension was broken by the door opening and Harry and Charlie walking in, both looking slightly worse for the wear.

“What happened?” Hermione asked, hopping down and walking over to them.

“Apparently,” Charlie started, grinning at Harry’s scowling face, “Golden Boy Potter here can’t go to Diagon Alley more than once a week. Tends to get the witches in an uproar. I believe they would have kidnapped and raped him senseless if I hadn‘t have rescued him.”

Sirius and Remus started laughing uncontrollably, while Hermione, being the friend that she is, tried unsuccessfully to stifle her giggles. Ginny however, huffed past them all and walked out of the room.

Harry stared after her for a moment, before Charlie touched his arm and nudged him to the table. They ate in peace that night. There was no tension, no editing of words before they were spoken, and no huffing or bitching. There was only friendship and a lot of laughter. She looked around at everyone she had come to love so much and wondered if they realized the difference as well, or perhaps if she was just a tad bit biased in her opinion. She also noticed that Charlie and Harry hid their feelings rather well, much like she did with what she felt for Remus and Sirius. Sirius? What the hell? No, it’s just the excitement of tomorrow night, that’s all. She admonished herself before turning in for the night, thankful that no one was waiting for her by her room this time.

Hermione was walking to the kitchen for breakfast the next morning, when she was suddenly grabbed from behind and pulled into a dark corner. Before she could utter a protest or move from his firm grasp, she felt her lips being captured by another’s and herself melting into them. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, realizing that only Remus could kiss her like this. His hands cupped her ass and pulled her to him roughly as she moaned into his mouth and moved her body against his.

Finally breaking away for breath, he said, “I plan on having you so turned on you can’t think about anything else but having his cock in you. Just don’t forget me tonight.”

“Like I could ever forget you,” she laughed, then noticed a look of relief pass across his handsome features.

“Shall we?” he asked, offering his elbow in a gentlemanly gesture to walk her downstairs.

Remus’ little displays lasted throughout the day. He would grab her unexpectedly and snog her until she couldn’t stand, or he’d slowly tease her, making her want to scream in frustration. Then he’d just chuckle softly, brush his fingers across her face, and walk away. She really thought she’d be more nervous about what they had planned, but the more he kept toying with her, the more aggressive she became. It was almost to the point that if Sirius would walk in the room at that very instant, she would ravish him senseless on the spot!

The time finally came and Hermione was starting to get even more excited. Their plan revolved mainly on cornering Sirius and not giving him a choice. She would seduce him wherever she found him, then take him to her bedroom for the rest. Remus would be waiting in her room, the disillusionment charm firmly in place, and poised on a far chair ready to watch.

She was just getting ready to head to her room and get ready when the kitchen door opened. Sirius walked in, scowling and obviously angry, and bare from the waist up.

“Damn, stupid, little chit,” he mumbled angrily to himself. “Oh Hermione, I’m uh, sorry, I didn’t know you were in here.”

“Quite alright,” she said calmly, slowly licking her lips as her eyes drank in his bare torso.

Muscles rippled across his chest and abdomen, his shoulders and arms were toned, and his freshly showered hair hung freely about those shoulders, just begging to be touched. Although she had been witness to all of this before, it suddenly struck her as one of the sexiest things she’d ever seen. He had several tattoos across his broad chest and down his arms and she wondered briefly how he acquired them, it was not as though the dementors freely ink’d their prisoners.

Walking closer to him, itching to touch his body, she saw his features change from anger to hunger instantly.

“Granger,” he said huskily, “when you’re finished gawking at me, perhaps you’d like some ice cream?”

She smiled coyly up at him and walked closer still. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew this wasn’t how the plan was supposed to work, not this early at least, but she knew she could still convince him to go to her room.

When she was so close she could feel the heat radiating off him, she lifted her fingers to his chest and began tracing his artwork. She chuckled softly when he hissed in air between his teeth at her touch.

“Easy boy, I just wanted to see your tattoos,” she said innocently while tracing one closer to his tightening nipple.

“Keep that up and you might see more than you bargained for,” he rasped. It was not lost on her that he was frozen in place and refused to move.

“Mmm, ice cream did you say?”

“What? Oh yea, do you want some?” he said, finally coming to his senses and moving around her to the freezer.

He took out two different flavors and set them on the table, while she got out the spoons. When he sat himself at the table, she retrieved the chocolate syrup and sat it in front of him. He looked at it, then he longingly looked at her before schooling his features and dragging the Cookies N Cream to himself.

She reached across him, reveling in the knowledge that he was trying to fight his desire for her and feeling very confident indeed. “This is mine,” she said quietly, shoving the strawberry to him and grabbing the spoon out of his hand.

Sirius grabbed for his carton and said, “hardly. But now I know who keeps getting into my stash.”

“Yes, that would be me,” she said sweetly, offering him a spoonful of his own ice cream.

His eyes locked with hers as he lowered his lips around the spoon. Before she could react, he had grabbed it from her hands and dipped it back into the bowl, bringing another spoonful to his lips.

“Mmmm, this is good,” he said as he taunted her with a new spoonful.

She huffed at him and threw her arms across her chest, pouting up at him. His gaze flew to her now higher cleavage and she heard him groan softly. He forgot he was still holding a spoon full of ice cream and she slowly leaned towards him. Her mouth just inches from his and his eyes now locked on hers again, desire written across both their faces. She moved closer to him, then ducked her head and grabbed the spoon in her mouth, sucking the ice cream off and moaning slightly for effect.

“Maybe ice cream wasn’t such a good idea,” he whispered, still looking at her.

He felt like a teenager, lusting after this beautiful creature he knew he couldn’t have. Hell, for all he knew she was still a virgin, she sure was acting innocent enough. So it had to be him, taking everything she did and turning it into something sexual. The last few days had been even harder for him than the last year. Every touch, every look, every smell and he felt himself getting hard for her. Usually he tried to resist others, always feeling like he was cheating on Remus, but unsure why, since the love he felt was surely one-sided. With her however, he was trying to protect her innocence, to protect her from himself. He was slowly losing this battle and the closer she stayed to him, the harder he felt himself become.

Staring into her eyes, he didn’t realize the new spoonful was melting until several drops dripped onto his chest and slid down his stomach. He yelped at the cold and jumped up, scowling at Hermione who was laughing at him.

“Damn that’s cold! Oh fuck, Hermione, what are you doing? Mmm,” he broke off, shocked at what was happening and unable to stop his reaction to her mouth.

Hermione knew the ice cream would fall on him any minute and was impatiently waiting. When it finally happened he jumped up right in front of her and she seized her chance. Grabbing him by his low riding jeans, she slowly pulled him to her, flicking her tongue out and catching the drips sliding lower now that he had stood up. Very slowly she started licking up to his chest and felt herself become wetter when he moaned. She pushed him back into his chair and he stared at her wide-eyed and full of disbelief.

“I think ice cream was a brilliant idea,” she murmured taking the melted spoon and dribbling more onto him as she straddled his legs and sat in his lap. His hands came to rest on her hips and she could feel the heat through her body at his touch.

He hissed at the cold, but couldn’t take his eyes off the witch in front of him, his fantasy come to life, who was currently licking ice cream off his bare chest. With a wicked glint in her eye, he saw her lean back and grab the chocolate syrup. His gaze flew to her breasts and he was mesmerized at how they strained against her simple tank top, the one she wore that absolutely drove him insane. When he felt her rock her body into his, he thought he would come right then and there, if not that, then give her anything she’d ever wanted, no matter what it cost him.

Hermione grinned when she saw the door open a bit, then close quietly. She rocked her body and heard Sirius groan, making sure he didn’t notice the door. Licking her lips she dabbed the chocolate on her finger and sucked it off, looking at the chair she was sure Remus had just sat on and thanking her lucky stars that now she didn’t have to stop to go to her room.

Turning back to Sirius, she slowly put more syrup on her finger and ran it across his chest. His eyes closed and he leaned his head back, relishing the feeling of her body so close to his. She lowered her head and began licking the chocolate off of him, slowly moving from his neck, down his collarbone, and around his hard nipples. He moaned when her tongue came close, but she slowly teased him before flicking her tongue over his nipple and then sucking it into her mouth. His hips bucked into her and his hands flew to her head, holding her there while she finished devouring him.

When she finally sat up, he lowered his hands to her waist and started to rub circles along her ribs. He bunched her shirt up with each circle until the bottom was fully in his grasp. With a loud growl, he pulled the shirt up her body and over her head.

“Gods, Hermione, you’re beautiful,” he said, before lowering his mouth to her breast and suckling through the silky fabric that was covering her. His hands moved along her body, cupping her other breast before gently caressing around to her back. With expert precision, her bra was unclasped and her breasts fell free. He slowly ran his fingers over and around both of them, driving her insane with need and making her rock her body against his.

“Such beautiful tits,” he murmured again, before stroking one with his hand and engulfing the other in his mouth.

She moaned and arched into his touch, her hands flying to his head to keep him there forever. When he gently nipped her, she thought she’d come unglued right then. Knowing that Remus was only several feet behind her and watching everything was driving her insane! What she wouldn’t give to have him come up behind her and put his hands all over her as well.

Sirius lowered his hands and began undoing her jeans. He slipped his fingers inside and gasped. “No knickers, Granger? I’m impressed.” Then he ran his finger over her sensitive clit, making her push harder into him and moan in pleasure.

“So responsive,” he whispered when he lowered his head to her neck and started licking and biting his way to her ear. His finger kept stroking her clit furiously and he smiled when she moaned and moved herself over him quicker, begging for her release. “I love to hear you moan. I want you to come for me,” he said and the huskiness of his voice drove her over the edge.

She gripped his hair hard and bucked wildly over his finger. “Oh Sirius, yes! Gods, yes!” she screamed as her fluids dripped over Sirius’ fingers and her body slowly began to calm back down. She lifted her head when he moved his hand. His eyes on hers, he brought one finger to his mouth and slowly sucked her juices off, before offering the other finger to her. He moaned loudly when she took his offered finger into her mouth completely, sucking and licking its’ length before allowing him to withdraw it from her mouth.

She lowered her head and captured his lips with her own, allowing them both to taste her juices off both their tongues. His hands began wandering over her body again and moved her closer to his erection. She broke the kiss panting and moved down his neck, making him gasp and moan in pleasure.

Suddenly, he stood up and brought her legs around his waist. “I’m either taking you right here on the table, or we can go to my room, your choice.”

“Your room,” she panted again, so turned on by this point she probably would have let him take her anywhere, just to feel his cock inside of her.

He slowly lowered her, then kissed her thoroughly before picking up her shirt and bra. He took her hand and she followed him from the room, still topless, but not caring who she might run into. Her thoughts only on the wizard in front of her who she wanted to do all sorts of wicked things to her, and the one following behind, who she wanted to let watch while all those wicked things were being done to her.

She jumped slowly when she felt a hand caressing her back as she walked up the stairs. She knew it was Remus, but having him so close made her even hotter. He lowered his hand as they slowly made their way up, and rubbed across her ass, then down to the juncture of her thighs. She bit back a moan as his hand reached between her legs and rubbed her aching pussy through her jeans. They stopped at Sirius room as he opened the door, and she felt herself moving againts the invisible hand. He stood aside to let her enter and she stopped to kiss him passionately, allowing Remus to sneak in the room unnoticed.

Sirius pulled the door closed and slowly walked over to Hermione. Dark hunger evident in his eyes as he drank in her half naked body in the middle of his room. His hands skimmed down her shoulders, across her breasts, and down her stomach. Gently he tugged her last piece of clothing down her hips and legs. She stepped out of her jeans and looked down at Sirius. He leaned towards her and began kissing her thighs, making her knees go weak as she whimpered at his touch. His tongue slid up her thigh and across her clit. She jumped at the sensations and moaned in want.

He pushed her backwards and she was surprised to land directly on the bed. Spreading her legs, he flicked his tongue hungrily over her clit once more, before gently stroking her folds and eliciting more moans from the panting witch. Slowly, he inserted one finger inside of her and felt her immediately tighten around him.

“So tight,” he moaned before licking her cunt again. He inserted another finger and began stroking her inside, making her arch into his touch and claw at the sheets. Over and over he licked and suckled her clit, all the while stroking her center, until she started screaming his name and her wants.

He moved his body over hers, a smug look in place as he watched a contented smile come across her face. She grinned up at him and said, “don’t get too cocky, I’m far from finished with you.”

Pushing him off of her and onto his back, she ran her hands across his chest once more, loving the feel of the sparse hair on her fingers, and the way he bit his lip to keep from making noises.

“I want to hear you, Sirius,” she purred as she lowered her hands and began to undo his jeans, “don’t hold back on me.”

Together they divested him of clothing and she began to tease him. Licking his own thighs while gently caressing his stomach and hips with her fingers. When she raked her nails over his hardened length, he gasped, then moaned in pleasure. She took his balls in her hand and his hips rose slightly as his hands wound through her hair and lowered her head to him. Gently she licked his balls then sucked them into her mouth, reveling in the noises he was making for her now. She released his balls and licked up the length of his cock and began swallowing him. Impressed by the size of both her lovers, she became wetter thinking of what it would be like to have them both with her now, touching her all over as she touched them.

“Gods, yes, Hermione! Oh fuck!” he panted when she wrapped her hand around his cock and began pumping in time with her mouth. His hands gripped her hair tighter and he thrust into her mouth. She used her hand to keep him from choking her and her mouth never stopped working. She flicked her tongue over his slit and he growled in pleasure when she engulfed the head of his cock and swallowed him once more.

Suddenly he jerked her hair back and pulled her off him. “If you don’t stop now,” he panted, a look of lust and pain in his eyes, “it’ll be over before I’m ready.”

He threw her back on the bed and crawled his way up her body. “Gods, I’ve waited so long for this. Waited so long for you, baby,” he said, kissing and suckling all over her body.

“Take me, Sirius, please,” she begged.

He slid his hand between her legs and stroked her cunt, “so wet for me, little one.”

Slowly he slid into her, completely filling her with his cock, and making her beg for more. He began thrusting into her, wanting the feelings to last all night, but unable to hold off when she started meeting him thrust for thrust. He began riding her harder, making her scream his name between pants and moans.

Hermione was going insane! Every touch, every stroke of his cock and she felt her body tighten. She reached over her head to grab the head board and hold herself in place, making his body hit hers even harder as she wound her legs around his waist. When he leaned over her and joined their hands, she thought she’d died and gone to heaven. He used the extra leverage to drive even deeper into her as he licked and bit her neck, moaning in pleasure. “Yes! Gods, Sirius, don’t stop!” she yelled, bucking wildly up into him.

Suddenly she felt her whole body tighten painfully as her pussy gripped him tighter and began pulsing around him. Wave after wave of heat and ecstasy drowned her body when her orgasm crashed down on her. She screamed “Sirius, fuck!” once more before the tidal wave exploded and her body went rigid and then limp with release. He thrust into once more before moaning her name and collapsing on top of her. Both panting heavily and neither moving as her arms wrapped around his neck and his came down to hold her closer.