Yin and Yang

A/N : Phew... at last. I apologise for this chapter taking so long, but the research is very time consuming - ( I wish ). No, I really have no excuse. I'll try to do better. Please enjoy this chapter. 20kb of pure smut. Yay!!!

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Chapter vi
Vivid green eyes met dark blue. It’d taken Harry two months to get Hermione into his bed - after knowing her for five and a half years, five weeks with Ginny, after knowing her for five years, but that was only because she’d known about Hermione, and now here he was about to fuck a girl he’d met two days ago. A girl he hardly knew. He sighed. There was no way he’d be able to juggle the three of them, plus his school work, plus his activities for the Order, plus... well never mind.
“What’s the matter?”
He shook his head and smiled. “Just thinking.”
“About...?”
Harry laughed. To tease or not to tease. He was very tempted to say the names of his two girlfriends, but had an inkling that he’d maybe not see his eighteenth birthday if he did. He chose not to answer, instead taking a deep breath and slipping beneath the surface of the water.
Storm felt his hands on her ankles seconds later. She reached out for the side of the bath to steady herself but Harry was quicker, pulling her feet out from under her. So much for not wanting to be underwater. Keeping her eyes closed, she kicked out with her feet, then got them under her so she could stand... and breathe. Harry had other ideas, though, and the advantage because he’d kept his eyes open and could see her. Taking her face in his hands he placed his lips on hers, forcing her mouth open, sharing air as well as a kiss.
Storm struggled against him briefly, then, when his hands slid down her , re, resting on her hips and pulling her very close so she could feel his arousal she broke the kiss and surfaced, gasping for air. Harry quickly followed, breathing heavily. She wrapped a hand around his cock, moving it slowly. He laughed and moved closer to her, pushing her back to the side of the bath. “I want you to use your mouth.” his voice husky in her ear.
She bit his neck, arp arp nip. “In case you hadn’t noticed, I can’t breath under water.”
He removed her hand. “Neither can I.” Another deep breath and he was under water again, his hands holding her hips and his teeth nipping the inside of her thighs. She felt the softest brush of his tongue on her clit and leaned back against the edge of the bath, hoping that he could breath under water. No such luck. But his mouth on her neck wasn’t such a bad feeling either.
“Just take a deep breath... and down you go.” murmured against her neck.
Storm hesitated. Being under water by choice wasn’t her idea of fun, but she did want Harry’s cock in her mouth... to make him come before he made her come. How long would that take? She could only be under water for a minute or so at a time. She’d have to surface almost as soon as she opened her mouth, and - she smiled - she could think of no other way to give head. “Okay.” she was always up for new experiences. Breathing in deeply, she submerged, keeping her eyes open this time. Her hand closed around Harry’s erect cock, but her lips didn’t. The minute she opened her mouth and got a mouthful of water, she surfaced, spluttering and cursing. “If you want me to suck your cock...” she told him, pushing her hair from her eyes. “You can get it out of the water... or invent a charm that will allow me to breath under water.”
Harry laughed. “Trust me, I’m working on it.”
Her hand moved up and down his shaft in a lazy, almost teasing, rhythm. “Mmmm... let me know when you do.”
“Yeah. Well, there won’t be any point letting Hermione know... or Ginny.”
Storm gave a soft laugh. “Does that mean Harry Potter’s cock has never been sucked... or just not recently?” she sucked leisurely on his neck. “What is wrong with the girls around here?”
Harry chose not to answer that question and, by the time she realised that, she was past caring anyway. He lifted her so she’d wrap her legs around his hips and took a warm soapy nipple into his mouth. Both of her hands were now steadying herself on the edge of the bath as she slid slowly down to impale herself on his cock. Storm tentatively moved one hand from the edge of the bath and slipped the arm around Harry’s neck hoping that, despite the buoyancy of the water, he had strong legs. She smiled at a quick mental vision of them both ending up in an undignified heap at the bottom of the bath.
“What’re you sm...?”
A kiss. “Sssssh. Just fuck...” her ankles locked behind him and they moved together, lips meeting in a kiss that left them both breathless.
Storm let her arm leave Harry’s neck and leaned against the side of the bath. That was better... change ane angle and allow them both more movement. For a while, the only sounds in the huge bathroom were the heavy breathing, groans and whimpers of the lovers in the water. Neither heard the bathroom door open then click closed softly, or the soft footsteps as their willing voyeur made his way to the wall nearest them... just watching and waiting. Neither even sensed his presence, they were so wrapped up in each other.
Storm’s legs tightened around Harry’s hips, the breath coming from her in short staccato gasps. “Say my name...” Harry was close to release himself. “I want you to scream my name when you come...”
Listening - and understanding - required coherence. Storm’s entire being was focused on the heat between her legs... and the orgasm beginning deep in her belly. She exhaled sharply. “Oh... fuck. Harry...”
He smiled. That sounded so good... his name gasped out in between little cries of pleasure. Not screamed, but that didn’t matter. His hands grasped her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he thrust deep inside her, his own climax nearing. He gathered her to him, holding her close when he came, breathing heavily and murmuring her name against her neck.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of seeing either one of you lose control.” Draco’s voice echoed in the now quiet room. “Especially with each other... you’re beautiful together.” he laughed at Storm’s stunned expression, although he was a bit annoyed that she showed no remorse at being caught fucking Harry. He finished undressing and slipped into the bath with them, his arms sliding comfortably around each of their necks.
Storm recovered her composure. “I knew you didn’t hate each other.”
Draco’s eyebrows raised. “How could you know that?”
“I saw you walking together earlier today...” she laughed. “When I followed Harry to the library.”
Harry and Draco exchanged a look that quite clearly said they were going to have to be more careful. So, obviously, whatever their relationship was, no-one knew about it. Storm had the feeling she’d soon find out. Imagine letting someone like her, with her lack of morals, loose with this information.
Draco’s lips touched hers. “Don’t think... just enjoy it.” The kiss deepened, Storm being held close to a very aroused Draco.
Hands, moving her hair, softly on her back and sliding round to caress her breasts. Not Draco’s. They were holding her hips close to his. Harry. She’d almost forgotten he was there. He bit her neck, sucking gently. Storm groaned into Drs mos mouth. Oh God! She squirmed against Draco, trying to lean into Harry’s embrace... wanting more of both of them.
Harry’s hands slipped down her body to entwine with Draco’s still on her hips. Draco broke the kiss and he trailed his lips along her collar bone, his grey eyes encountering the brilliant green gaze of Harry’s. With their fingers still entwined on Storm’s hips, the boys’ lips met in a hungry kiss.
Storm suddenly knew exactly who was sucking Harry Potter’s cock. Smiling at the destructive information she now had she scratched her nails down Draco’s back and sucked on the beautiful white skin of his neck. Her hands joined theirs, lifting them from her. “My turn to watch, maybe?”
“No...” Harry turned her to face him.
Draco’s hands were on her breasts, his voice warm in her ear. “We thought you’d like to join us...”
“Oh yeah...?” She leaned back against Draco as his fingers started playing with her nipples, sending little jolts through her body. Definitely. As Harry’s mouth connected with her arched throat, she reached for his cock, wondering vaguely about the logistics of this particular threesome in a swimming pool sized bath. Draco’s hands moved lower, slipping between her thighs. “My turn to fuck.”
“Who?” Harry’s mouth left Storm’s throat, his lips softly meeting those of his other lover.
Draco smiled slyly. “Storm, I think. That way I get her and you.”
Harry laughed. “Yeah. And I get to top. That doesn’t happen very often.” He groaned as Draco’s fingers, having finished teasing Storm, joined her hand on his cock. His eyes closed and his lips parted, his breathing becoming rapid and interspersed with moans.
“You see why I like watching him come.” Draco whispered to Storm. “He’s beautiful.”
She nodded, wordlessly agreeing, and let her finger trace Harry’s lips, replacing it with her lips to complete a passionate kiss.
Draco removed her hand, and his, from Harry’s cock. “I don’t want ho coo come yet.”
Storm broke the kiss and laughed softly while nibbling gently on Harry’s lower lip. “No, that wouldn’t do at all.”
Draco’s arms around her waist held her close to him as he pulled her away from Harry. His eyes clouded over briefly in a rare moment of possessiveness. It was all right for him to fuck around, but he wanted Storm to himself. He was getting annoyed with her flirtatious behaviour.
Harry noticed and smiled to himself. So, Draco - undisputed sex- god of Slytherin and the one who vowed he was ‘never going to get trapped by some bitch’ - had met his match. Harry wondered if he loved Storm or was it only because he didn’t have her falling at his feet, like so many of the others. He knew he was the only male Draco was involved with, being the only one who had as much to lose if their relationship were discovered as he did... the only one who wouldn’t blab.
Storm found herself facing the edge of the bath, being gently pushed up against it. Draco’s hands slid up her body and fitted themselves over her breasts, beginning to tease leisurely. “Do you want me to fuck you... “ he bit her neck and a hand slipped downwards, two fingers entering her. “...while Harry fucks me?”
“Mmmmm...” was about all she could manage at that time. She tried to turn around, wanting to see what was going on, but Draco wouldn’t let her. She felt another hand on her back, softly scratching her spine as it inched down between their bodies and wrapped itself around Draco’s cock.
Draco groaned in her ear and rested his forehead on her shoulder as Harry’s fingers carefully entered him, moving slowly within the constricting passage, while his other hand manoeuvred Draco’s cock between her thighs. A hand pushing her forwards and moving her hair from her neck, allowing teeth and lips access. Draco’s fingers left Storm, to be replaced by his cock, slowly thrusting into her, in perfect sync with Harry’s cock thrusting into him.
Storm was aware of Harry’s hands stroking her as well as Draco, she was aware of Draco’s fingers flicking teasingly over her clit and his voice in her ear, disjointedly telling her what Harry was doing to him... and what he was doing to her.
Harry shifted slightly, allowing him to change his angle of penetration, rubbing his cock against Draco’s prostate. As a result, Draco inhaled sharpld sud suddenly pushed harder and deeper into Storm. She cried out in surprise at the change of rhythm.
“Sorry...” Draco gasped.
Somewhere in the recesses of her mind it occurred to her that Draco didn’t say that word very often. “Okay...” Inhale... exhale... “...do it more...”
Both boys laughed. With relief, Harry picked up the pace, his hands holding Draco’s hips while he pounded into him. Draco bent over Storm’s back, pushing back to meet Harry’s thrusts as he pulled out of her, slamming back into her as Harry pulled out of him. God, this was amazing. He wanted to repeat this experience. He wondered who was going to come first and made a silent bet with himself that it would be him. Two minutes later he lost that bet as he felt the contractions of Storm’s climax around his shaft and heard his name and the words “God”, “fuck”, “more” and “oh...” forced out by two seperate voices and in no particular order. That alone was enough to send him ovhe ehe edge, but Harry’s final thrust and the feel of him coming finally did it. He buried himself deep in Storm and came violently, holding her tightly so he didn’t slide beneath the water. Dimly, it occurred to him that he couldn’t have been more wrong about the order of things as Storm slid bonelessly into the water, taking him and Harry with her.

“Damnit Storm. What did you do that for? This hair takes forever to dry.” Draco was towel drying his long white blonde hair.
“So, leave it.” Storm had a towel secured loosely around her hips and was toweling her own hair.
Harry took the towel from her and dried the drops of water from her back. “He can’t. It’ll go frizzy.”
She laughed at Draco’s vanity. “Then we’ll just have to wash it again tomorrow morning, and make sure we get up early enough to make sure it’s dry.”
“We?” Harry’s finger traced the dragon tattoo and he glanced at Draco. “Storm, I can’t spend the night in Slytherin rooms. If ioneione...”
“Too bad...” She turned to face him. “Will Hermione do this?” She held his semi- erect cock and slid her hand along it, rubbing her thumb across the sensitive tip.
Harry nodded and swallowed.
“Yeah? That’s a surprise.” She let go of him and licked his lips. “Will she do this?” She dropped to her knees and drew his cock into her mouth with excruciating slowness, dragging her teeth gently along the shaft as she pulled back.
Harry’s eyes met Draco’s as he remembered the other boy’s earlier possessive behaviour of Storm. There was no animosity there, just naked desire. Who for? He closed his eyes and held Storm’s head, tugging gently on her hair as his fingers threaded through it. His legs felt weak. Would Hermione do this? “No...” He groaned as her throat contracted around the tip of his cock. “God... Storm...”
She pulled right back, her tongue swirling round the head as it left the warmth of her mouth. “No?” She sat back on her heels and looked up at him, removing his hands from her hair and standing up.
Harry’s eyes opened. “No, she won’t... not no, stop... Storm, you can’t leave me like this.” He indicated his erection.
Storm laughed. “Come with me and I promise I’ll do something about it.” A wicked smile. “Or Draco will. Or you can go and wake your... girlfriend. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.”
“Not much...” Harry muttered, knowing Hermione would refuse to even have sex with him at this time of night when there was school the next day. A head job was definitely out of the question. She’d hex him just for waking her up. It was either suffer the discomfort and go to his own bed... alomastmasturbate or go with Storm and Draco and spend the night in Slytherin territory. Not surprisingly, he opted for the latter- his Gryffindor impulsiveness kicking in before good sense overrode it.
Once they were in Draco’s room, however, Harry nearly had second thoughts. Being on neutral ground with these two predatory Slytherins was one thing, being on their home ground was something else entirely. He watched Storm prowling around the room, looking at some of the weird things Draco had collected. She placed a photo of his parents face down and Draco laughed. “Jealous, Storm?”
She shrugged. “No... I’ve had him a lot more recently than she has.” She noticed Draco’s eyes darken and narrow, and sauntered over to him. Her arms wound around his neck and her lips teased his. “Jealous, Draco?”
“Bitch.”
“Mmmm hmmm.” she agreed and kissed him, biting his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, which she tasted when her tongue ran over it.
He broke the kiss and wiped his blood from her lip. “Savage.”
“You love it.” she let go of Draco and turned to Harry. “Now...” she unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them and his boxers down, while nuzzling into his neck. “Where were we?”
He pulled her t-shirt up again, his hands stroking over her warm skin. “Wherever it was...” the t-shirt was dropped on the floor and her jeans and g-string were also pushed down. “... we were naked.”
“Mmmm.” she kicked her clothing away and waited briefly while he took his jumper off. She licked her lips and kissed him, pushing him backwards three steps ‘til he hit the bed. “The floor is hell on my knees.”
He laughed and fell back on the bed, taking her with him. She knelt between his knees and looked down at him. “How do you feel, my Gryffindor, surrounded by green?” she sucked on that sensitive spot near his hip bone, running her fingers lightly over the mark she left there. “You look beautiful...” Her mouth closed over his hard length and she heard his contented sigh turn into a moan as she sucked softly. Her tongue tantalised with feather light licks along the shaft as her mouth left him.
Draco sat next to her and gave a gla glass of whisky. “My turn.” his mouth enveloped Harry’s cock, eliciting a primal moan from him.
Storm watched, fascinated. Out of everything she’d seen, courtesy of her father, she’d never seen two men together. This was great. God, if only she could have these two for her own... for ever. She almost laughed out loud. Lucius would have apoplexy if he had even the vaguest idea of what was going on. And her father? Well, everyone knew what The Dark Lord had planned for Harry.
She took a drink of the whisky and nearly choked on it. Rough didn’t even begin to describe it. Not up to the usual Malfoy standard. She leaned over and licked Harry’s cock as Draco moved his head away. His tongue then joined hers in teasing the sensitive shaft... and each other.
Harry’s hands touched each head, holding a handful of hair from each and tugging gently. “Stop teasing...” a rasping groan as Draco’s tongue licked the precum from the tip.
A soft laugh from Storm as their tongues met. Her hand cl aro around Harry’s cock and her lips touched Draco’s. Draco moved her hand to stroke his erection, replacing it with his own and claiming her lips in a demanding kiss.
Storm broke the kiss. “God Draco... fuck me.”
He took a deep breath to regain control, closing his eyes. He pushed her back over Harry, so she took him in her mouth again- teeth, tongue and throat working slowly. Draco’s hands were on her hips. He kissed the dragon tattoo, running his tongue over it sensuously, positioned himself and sank into her, thrusting deeply.
Storm caught her breath and Harry opened his eyes. God, he had to put an end to his relationship with Draco. This new turn of events with Storm was unbelievable, but it couldn’t happen again. These two could make him forget that he was a Gryffindor... the saviour of the light... The Dark Lord’s mortal enemy. The way he felt right now, Draco could very easily seduce him to the dark side. Dark and light were complimentary, anyway. One needed the other to exist. Yin and yang.
His hands held Storm’s head still, just for a moment, feeling heeatheath pan on on his shaft, caused by Draco’s relentless and pleasurable assault of her. Two more thrusts into Storm’s warm mouth and he came, her throat constricting around him as she swallowed.
Watching Harry come into Storm’s mouth, Draco groaned and reached around to stimulate her clit. A soft groan- very sexy- “Fuck... Draco... more...“ and her orgasm ripped through her, followed by his seconds later.
Storm crawled up the bed and kissed Harry, brushing his sweaty hair from his forehead. He smiled weakly. “Amazing... thankyou.”
She laughed and lay her head on his shoulder, throwing an arm across him. “Anytime...”
Draco pulled the blankets over them and lay down on the other side of Harry, his hand clasping Storm’s one resting on his chest. He too kissed the Gryffindor. “I told you you’d like it.”
“Fuck yeah.”


****Well, there you go, my first sorry attempt at slash. I'll try harder next time. It's not as easy as it seems. Please review... I'm enjoying writing this story. Thankyou.****
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