When the Loser Wins the Prize

Title: When the Loser Wins the Prize
Pairing: Draco/Harry/Luna
Rating: NC-17
Length: ~2600 words
Summary: Harry lost a bet, but he wins a whole lot more than he bargained for.
Warnings: total PWP, established H/D relationship, threesome

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Harry stared, open-mouthed, at the view of Luna Lovegood lounging on his couch, wearing nothing but a pale blue negligee with a matching silk robe. Luna had a glass of wine in her hand, and was nonchalantly looking around the sitting room. She noticed Harry's presence and smiled.

"Hi Harry."

Harry couldn't seem to make his body move. He managed a slight nod. "Luna."

Silence followed, during which Luna continued to smile at Harry and look much too comfortable while being almost naked in Harry's sitting room. Once the shock had passed, Harry felt it was safe enough to make an attempt at speech.

"Er, Luna? What are you doing here?" He managed to cut off the almost naked he had been about to add to the question. Luna's eyes widened, and Harry hurried to continue. "Not that you're not always welcome here; because you are. Really. Anytime. Our home is your home. And if…that is what you wear when you're at home in your home, that's fine. Um, feel free to wear that here as well, since, of course, we want you to be as comfortable in our home as you would be in your home, and you certainly do look comfortable. Which is great. Really."

It seemed to take Luna a moment to catch up with Harry's less-than-articulate welcome, but she eventually stood and crossed the room to stand much too close to Harry. She patted Harry on the shoulder and laughed.

"Oh, Harry. I don't usually wear this at home. I just thought I should wear something special tonight since we're going to have sex."

Harry's mouth had gone inexplicably dry. "What?"

Luna looked slightly concerned, and placed the back of her hand against Harry's forehead. "Are you feeling okay, Harry? Should we schedule the sex for some other night?"

"No! I mean, yes, I'm fine, but I'm not sure why you keep talking about sex. With me. And you. Us, together. Having sex. I'm not sure why you keep saying that."

"Oh, so that's what Draco meant when he said it was a surprise," stated Luna.

Harry's head shot up. "What surprise? Draco is here?"

Luna nodded. "He said he was going to take a shower before you got home."

"Luna, do you mind waiting here? I need to speak with Draco for a moment."

"No problem, Harry," smiled Luna. "I've been working on a theory for quantum physics as related to the molecular make-up in the human anatomy during apparition. I can work on that while you're talking to Draco."

"Do you need some parchment to take notes?"

Luna tapped a finger to her right temple. "No, all the work is in my head. That way I work on it whenever I want. It's much easier than carrying around parchment all the time."

"Right. Well, have a seat, work on your quantum thing, and I'll be right back."

As Harry made his way to the bedroom he shared with Draco, he heard the shower turn off and the sound of wet footsteps on the tile floor. He moved to the doorway of the en suite and watched as Draco dried off with a towel.

"There's an almost-naked Luna on our couch."

Draco started at Harry's voice, but quickly turned and walked to Harry, giving him a small kiss. "You're home early. You've ruined the surprise."

"Surprise? What surprise? Luna thinks she's here to have sex with me."

Draco rolled his eyes. "That's the surprise, of course."

"I don't follow."

"The surprise is that I asked Lovegood over to have sex," Draco waggled his eyebrows, "Hopefully, hot, kinky three-way sex."

"Without asking me?" Harry accused.

Draco shrugged. "I did ask you."

"You did not."

"I did."

"No, you didn't. I believe I would have remembered if you had come to me and asked, 'By the way, Harry, I'd like to have hot, kinky, three-way sex with you and one of your best friends, would that be okay?'"

"Well, of course I didn't use those exact words. But remember that bet we had last week on the Falmouth Falcons' match? The loser agreed to participate in any sexual act the winner wanted. You lost."

Harry sighed. "I did lose."

"And do you remember the conversation that we had a few days ago about having sex with women and you said that there was only one woman you would even consider having sex with?"

"I remember."

Draco gave a triumphant smirk. "And do you happen to remember who that woman was? The one woman you think about fucking?"

"Luna."

If anything, Draco's grin widened. "Exactly. You wanted it, so I arranged it. Actually, if it had been anyone but Lovegood, I probably wouldn't have done it."

Harry was confused. "So why did you?"

"Lovegood is tolerant, so I knew she'd at least consider the invitation. She's discreet, so I knew she wouldn't tell anyone. She's level-headed, so I knew she wouldn't get all girly on us and expect a relationship," Draco gave another smile, this one more genuine; a sexy, sly smile that never failed to make Harry hard. "And Lovegood is open-minded, so I knew she would probably be kinky as hell. Was I right, Lovegood?"

Harry spun to see Luna enter the room. "Luna, I thought you were working on the quantum molecular theory thing."

Luna gave a casual shrug. "I solved it. Are we going to have sexual intercourse now or what?"

Harry gulped, and jumped slightly as he felt Draco press against his back. Draco moved his mouth along the back of Harry's neck, and reached around to caress Harry's chest. "Yes, Harry. Are we going to have sexual intercourse now?"

Draco tweaked a nipple through his shirt, and Harry gasped. At the sound, Luna gave Harry a smile he'd never seen from her; it was a look of pure lust that added a sexy glimmer to her eyes. She maintained eye contact with Harry, but moved her hands up to her robe and slowly began to remove it.

Harry tore his gaze from Luna's to watch as each inch of Luna's skin was uncovered. Draco ran his tongue around the shell of Harry's ear and murmured, "She is gorgeous, isn't she, Harry? I can't blame you for wanting her."

Draco moved his hand down and palmed the hardening length at the front of Harry's trousers. Harry groaned, and let his head drop back to Draco's shoulder for just a second before bringing his eyes back to Luna's body once more.

"I want you to fuck her," Draco whispered, and Harry trembled at the sound. "I want you to fuck her, and I want to fuck you while you're doing it."

Without waiting for Harry's response, Draco began working the buttons on Harry's shirt. Apparently being of a similar mind, Luna reached for Harry's belt and quickly unfastened it.

Harry gave a long throaty moan; a sound of defeat as well as arousal. He stood, passive, letting Draco and Luna undress him. When finally he was naked, Harry hesitantly reached out, skimming a single finger under the strap of Luna's gown. Slowly, he pushed the strap down over Luna's shoulder, watching as her nipple hardened under the caress of silk and the cool air of the room. With the same careful movements, and Draco whispering encouragements in his ear, he repeated the motion on the other strap. The sheer fabric slid easily down Luna's body to pool at her feet.

For a moment, Harry just stared at Luna's nude form, lost. He had always thought Luna was beautiful, and it was true that he had told Draco he was attracted to her, but now that she was here, he wasn't sure what to do. Was there anything Draco wouldn't approve of? Should they have established some ground rules beforehand? Harry cursed himself for not being familiar with threesome etiquette.

Sensing the reason for his hesitation, Draco spoke. "It's okay, Harry. Whatever you want to do is okay." When Harry still didn't move, Draco ran his palms across Harry's shoulders and down his arms in an attempt to relax him. "Kiss her, Harry."

Luna smiled and nodded, silently encouraging Harry to proceed. The first touch of his lips against hers was gentle; more inquisitive than passionate. Harry felt Draco grasp his cock and begin languid strokes. He groaned into Luna's mouth and increased the pressure of the kiss. Forgetting his previous hesitance, Harry moved his hand to cup Luna's breast, and pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Harry brought Luna in for another deep kiss before pulling away, panting. "Bed," he whispered hoarsely.

Luna laid herself out on the bed, legs spread to make room for Harry. He started to move toward the bed, but stopped and turned to Draco instead. Draco shot him a questioning look.

"I love you," said Harry. With that, he pulled Draco into a soul-scorching kiss. When he pulled away, he noticed Draco's eyes were glazed over with lust. He pulled Draco over to the bed and handed him the lubricant from the bedside table.

"Get me ready," instructed Harry.

When they were all on the bed, Harry placed himself between Luna's legs and resumed kissing her. While one hand played with Luna's nipple, Harry moved the other down to massage her clit.

Harry marveled at the breathless whimpers coming from Luna. It's been so long since I've been with a woman, thought Harry. I'd forgotten how different the sounds were. Harry spared only a moment to think about the sounds before he felt Draco's slick fingers teasing his entrance. He groaned and pushed back against Draco's hand, trying to make Draco insert a finger.

Harry heard a deep chuckle at the same time as a single finger breached him. He turned his head slightly to look at Draco. The smile he received took his breath away, and Harry stopped moving for a moment to just stare at Draco's flushed face. Then Draco bent his finger and brushed against Harry's prostate, causing Harry to throw his head back and close his eyes.

He wasn't aware that his hands had stilled until he heard Draco's low voice. "Finger her, Harry. Touch her like I'm touching you."

Harry looked down to see Luna smiling patiently. "Sorry," he whispered, and moved two fingers into her, using his thumb to rub her clit. He bent down to take a nipple in his mouth, sucking it between his teeth and giving it a gentle nip.

Luna shuddered and gave another breathless whimper. Harry placed her legs over his elbows and positioned himself against her.

"Wait."

Harry immediately paused at Draco's voice. There was silence for a moment, then Harry felt a way of magic wash over his cock, which he recognized as a contraceptive charm. Leave it to Draco to think of everything.

Harry could still feel Draco's fingers, three of them now, moving inside of him as he slowly pushed into Luna. Once he was fully sheathed in her heat, he looked over his shoulder to Draco.

"Now," he instructed, and almost immediately felt the head of Draco's cock pushed against the tight ring of his entrance.

The sensations were almost too much to handle. Harry had a slick heat wrapped around his cock, and the delicious pain/pleasure fullness in his arse. Then Draco found his prostate, and Harry thought he might pass out. He noticed Draco wasn't moving, and realized he was waiting for Harry to set a rhythm. Slowly, Harry pulled slightly out of Luna, which made Draco's cock move even deeper inside of him. Then he moved forward, pushing his dick deep into Luna, which pulled the head of Draco's cock across his prostate. It was heaven.

If the feelings weren't intense enough, Harry thought that the sounds coming from both Luna and Draco would be his undoing. Between Draco's deep groans and Luna's light whimpers, Harry knew he had never heard anything hotter. Eventually, he sped up, and began pushing both forward and back with more force. Harry could tell that Draco was close by the grip he had on Harry's hips. He clamped down on Draco's cock, and heard a long groan from behind him as he felt Draco come inside him. Harry changed his angle slightly, and Luna squealed. She then started a breathless chant, whimpering one word over and over. It took a moment for Harry to make out what she saying.

Luna had her head thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut, and while one hand had tangled the sheet in a fist, the other was grasping the headboard, using it as leverage to push back against Harry's thrusts. Her breath was coming from her mouth in hard puffs. With every exhalation, she said, "Perfect! Perfect! Perfect!"

Harry knew he was very close. As he continued his thrusts, he moved his hand to rub over Luna's clit. Her eyes shot open and immediately found Harry's. They stared at one another for a moment, and then Harry gave a final thrust and came. Harry felt Luna's fingers dig into his shoulders as she rode out her own orgasm.

Draco gently pulled out of Harry and flopped onto the side of the bed, leaving room for Harry between himself and Luna. After Harry lied down beside him, Draco placed his head on Harry's chest and gave a deep sigh of contentment.

"Did you enjoy your surprise?" Harry could hear the amusement in Draco's voice.

"You know I did." He closed his eyes for a moment, until he heard Luna moving to get out of the bed. He looked up as she pulled on his nightgown.

"You leaving already?" Again, Harry cursed his ignorance of threesome etiquette. Was he supposed to ask her to stay? Offer to see her home? Send her a thank you note? There should really be a book for these things.

"Oh yes. I told Rolf I wouldn't be home very late." Luna sighed and stretched her arms. "Fabulous sex. Thank you, Harry, Draco."

Harry sputtered. "Rolf? Who's Rolf?"

"My boyfriend."

"You have a boyfriend?" Harry turned to Draco. "She has a boyfriend!"

Draco nodded.

Before Harry could say more, Luna smiled. "It's fine, Harry. We are very open about our sexuality. He knows where I am."

Luna walked to the bed and gave both Harry and Draco a small kiss. "Goodnight, boys."

After Luna left, Harry cuddled close to Draco. "Thank you for the surprise. It was very thoughtful." Then something occurred to Harry.

"You never touched her."

"Hmm?" was the sleepy reply.

"Luna. You didn't touch her once in the whole time she was here. You told me to touch her, but you didn't."

Draco opened his eyes and look at Harry, incredulous. "Of course I didn't. It was your surprise."

"Don't you find her attractive? Would you want to touch her?"

Draco looked thoughtful for a moment. "I have to admit, I never realized the body she was hiding under those atrocious clothes. And the two of you looked so hot together. I wouldn't object to a repeat performance."

Draco closed his eyes again, and Harry settled back down in the covers. "And you could touch her next time."

"Hmmm…sure."

Harry lay for another moment until he was sure Draco was asleep, then left the bed and made his way to the desk across the room next to the window. Draco's owl immediately landed on the windowsill and wait patiently for Harry to finish his letter. It wouldn't take long; Harry had written only six words.

Luna,

Are you free next Thursday?

--fin--