The Dark Lords Favorites

For DJ…Happy Birthday.


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The Dark Lord’s Favorites


Severus Snape rushed through the hall of Riddle Manor, a vial clutched in the warmth of his large pale hand. He knew his life could depend on the contents, on making sure they arrived intact. He threw open the door to the Dark Lord's chamber and entered quickly, finding his Lord standing near the window, looking out into the blackness.


“I have it, Milord,” he says, making his presence known.

“Bring it here, Severus. I trust it will work this time?” he sneers, red eyes narrowing at his trusted servant.

“I am sure of it. I would have tested it myself, but thought that to be presumptuous of me.”

“It would have been.” The Dark Lord snaps, he takes the vial from the Potions Master and downs it in a gulp. He gasps as the vile substance begins to work, changing his body. He cries out as he feels his bones break and then mend, skin shrinking and stretching in places, and face rearranging. He collapses on the floor and groans in discomfort.

“My lord!” Severus screams as he rushes to his side.

“Stand back, you fool!” The Dark Lord struggles to his feet and turns to face Severus. He flinches at the Potions Masters gasp. “Did it work, Severus?”

“Indeed, My Lord. You look…”

Voldemort raised a hand to cut his follower off. He swayed slightly as he walks over to a mirror hanging on the wall. The reflection staring back at him is like a memory. He has regained the former beauty of his youth. His eyes, still red, contain a human element to them now. Dark, wavy hair now covers his previously bald head. His face, once reptilian in feature, now handsome and striking. Aristocratic features are not the only changes he sees. He’s taller, better built. No longer is he a skinny, gangly creature, but a tall, sturdy, muscular man. This body exudes power and elegance. His Potions Master has done well.

“Very good, Severus. You have pleased me. Now that that is over shall we drop the formalities? Hmm.”

“I was not aware I could…Tom.”

“It’s been too long my friend.”

“Indeed.” Severus walks over to his lord and friend, Tom Riddle, and extends his hand. “It’s good to see you again.”

“Now, Severus, is that anyway to greet me?” He grasps the other man’s hand and pulls him into his arms. Lowering his head, he presses his lips to the other’s and devours him in a passionate kiss. Just then there was a firm knock at the door.

“Yes?” Tom inquired.

“My lord?” Lucius asked, stepping into the room. His eyes widened as he took in the Dark Lords new image.

“Well, Lucius. Was there a good reason for this interruption or did you just decide to pry?”

“No, my lord. I came to inquire as to how long Severus would be. We have an appointment in an hour.”

“Severus? How much longer do you think you’ll be?” Tom asked, a smoldering look in his eyes.

“Oh, I plan on being much, much longer than an hour,” he replied, the same look on his face.

“Um…Am I missing something?” asked Lucius.

“Only if you want to,” replied Tom. “You are welcome to join us. Isn’t he, Severus?”

“Of course. I‘ve always wanted to try that,” Severus teased.

Tom once again gathered Severus into his arms and began to kiss him senseless, tasting the smoky sultriness that was the potions master. Once the need to breathe arose, he lifted his head and asked, “Are you just going to stand there, Lucius? Or were you planning on joining us as some point?”

“O-o-of c-course. I was just enjoying the view. It’s not everyday that you see two of the most gorgeous male specimens in a lip-lock.”

“Well, if you’d get your arse over here it would be three of the most gorgeous male specimens in a lip-lock,” Severus demanded.

“Yes, sir.” Lucius quipped as he joined the others.

The logistics of a three way kiss turned out to be awkward but after a moment they found a rhythm and lost themselves to the sensuality of the moment. Tongues battled for dominance and hands began roaming as hard bodies pressed against each other. Breaking the kiss, Lucius turned Tom so that he was standing between him and Severus and began pressing light kisses to the back of the man’s neck. Severus grabbed a hold of Lucius’ waist and pulled the three of them together. Tom let out a moan as he was sandwiched between the two. He could feel both of their hardness’ pressing into him; Severus in front, Lucius in back. He claimed Severus’ mouth with unabandoned lust, lost in the sensations of Lucius’ mouth on his neck and Severus pulling them together.

Severus began pulling at the buttons on Tom’s robes, anxious to feel that pale skin beneath his hands. Lucius saw the motion and began undoing the many buttons of Severus’ robes. Soon, both robes were puddled on the floor. Severus and Tom broke their kiss and shared a glance. Lucius looked at his lovers and saw the predatory gleam in their eyes. They advanced on him and began stripping him as well.

With all three similarly disrobed, they collapsed on the bed. Lucius claimed Tom’s mouth in a steamy, passionate kiss while Severus lowered the waistband on his Slytherin green, silk boxers. Once the Dark Lord’s erection was bared, Severus wasted no time and immediately took him in his mouth reveling in the feeling of the silky hardness in his mouth.

Lucius swallowed Tom’s groan into his mouth as he was swallowed to the root. Tom reached out and grasped Lucius’ hardness through his blue silk shorts, eliciting a gasp from the blonde. Chuckling into their kiss, Tom slipped a finger into the waistband and lowered the offending fabric to slowly run his fingers along the length.

Not to be outdone, Lucius whispered a small spell and Severus’ whimpered at the loss of his shorts and the feel of the cold air on his exposed parts.

Tom, deciding that he was supposed to be the one in charge, pulled Severus up and devoured him with a mind-blowing kiss. He then rolled out from underneath the potions master and kneeled on the bed.
“Lie down, Lucius.”

Lucius did as he was told and lay down in the center of the bed. Severus leaned over him and began biting and teasing his pert nipples. “Oh gods, Sev. Yeah,” he moaned, his body arching into the bed. Severus slowly drug his hand down the smooth chest, through the wiry hair at Lucius’ pelvis and took his hard cock in hand and began slow, soft strokes. “Ahhhh. Gods!” the blond cried. Severus had been waiting for this day for so long. Since school, their relationship had never faltered from its source; raw, animalistic and always dangerous. Yet, they had never been lovers. Severus had always been Tom’s and when Tom became the monster he was Severus lost a part of himself. He was ecstatic to find the potion to give Tom his life back. Now that he had him he would never let him go. Lucius was…Lucius was added excitement.

Tom stood back and watched his lover with Lucius. He knew Severus had always wanted the blonde. He would never deny him this. Their’s was a magnetic attraction, Severus and Lucius’. Tom knew Severus loved him, there was no denying that. Severus only never loved the monster he had become. He was glad to be back to himself and it was all thanks to his loyal potions master. He would allow him this, this fantasy of his. He sat back and appreciated the view. Light and dark locked in a passionate embrace.

“I want you to fuck him, Severus. I want you to fuck him while I fuck you.”

Severus groaned at the mental picture and moved to comply. He rose and crawled over Lucius, kissing every inch of skin as he made his way down to lick generously over the now leaking cock. Tom handed him a vial from the bedside and he poured the lube onto his hand and began teasing the moaning blonde’s entrance.

“Yes!” Lucius gasped, as one slim digit slid past the tight ring of muscle. Soon, another was added, and another. “Bloody hell, would you get on with it already! I need you now, Sev!”


Severus rose up over Lucius and their eyes locked with burning desire. He then pulled Lucius's legs over his shoulders and slid smoothly into him. Lucius groaned, enjoying the invasion, needing the sense of fullness it brought as Severus pressed in slowly but without pause until he was fully enclosed. Severus could feel his own heart beating and thought he could feel his lover's inside him. Lucius slid his legs down so he could grip Severus between them, holding him close, urging him closer; he wrapped his arms around Severus's shoulders, and sucked Severus's earlobe into his mouth. When Severus did not immediately move Lucius tangled one hand in the long hair, tugging. Severus turned his head and kissed him, thrusting his tongue into Lucius's mouth. Then at last Severus began moving again, a slow withdrawal, a slow full-length re-entry, delightful, yes, but teasing too.

Severus stilled again as he felt Tom press against him from behind. Tom bent Severus over kissing and licking along his spine. Tom placed a hand on each of Severus’ pert globes and spread them. Leaning in he began lapping at Severus entrance.

Severus keened at the feeling of Tom’s tongue loosening his tight hole, that agile tongue stabbed at his resistant flesh over and over until the muscles relaxed. This must have been enough for Tom because he sat back up, placed his thick cock at the entrance and slid in completely with one thrust.

“Fuck!” Severus yelled.

“Oh Shite,” Lucius gasped.

Tom chuckled.

Tom slowly began moving, setting up a comfortable rhythm for all of them. Before long he grabbed a hold of Severus’ hips and began moving him back and forth ramming him onto his cock and then shoving him into Lucius.

“Harder, yeah, oh fuck.” Lucius’ cries echoed off the walls.

Severus’ grunts and groans filled the air.

Tom’s breathing was harsh and heavy from exertion.

Before long it became more than Severus could stand; taking and being taken. He could feel the tightening in his groin and knew he was close. He reached between him and Lucius and began stroking the blonde hard and fast.

“Oh yeah, fuck…shite. I’m….gonna….” Lucius cried out as jets of pearly white shot between them.

Severus’ head spun as he felt Lucius’ arse clench around him. All at once it was too much and he groaned as he emptied himself.

The sights and sounds of his lover’s climaxes undid Tom. With a sharp grunt he too fell over the edge and collapsed.

The three men wrapped around each other on the bed. Severus whispered a couple of wandless cleaning spells and Lucius conjured up a blanket to cover them. As they all drifted off to sleep, Tom mumbled, “You two are definitely my favorite Death Eaters.”