Ginny ran through the snow, shivering as she made her way back to the castle. It was far too cold to be outside, but she'd been down to Hagrid's hut. Even though he wasn't there, she had sat on his front step and looked across the grounds, the snow falling lightly then but it was whirling around her now. The Black Lake was frozen solid, the mountain's reflection tainted by the piles of snow that melted onto the ice.
Ginny had forgotten her overcoat so she only had her sweater on, and usually she wasn't so careless but she'd been particularly forgetful the past few weeks. What with Snape as headmaster and the new teachers who were obviously Death Eaters, she'd been so stressed out with all the terrible work they'd been making them do, all of the detentions and all of the dark arts they'd been made to study.
Ginny walked back through the courtyard, shivering with her arms folded across her chest. She knew she'd get in trouble for wandering, but she couldn't stick to the rules at the best of times.
As she walked down the corridor, she heard voices talking in a nearby classroom. She was about to ignore it, but then she recognised who it was.
Draco's voice was as silky smooth as ever as he spoke in low tones. Ginny could hear his voice but not what he was saying. The door was ever so slightly open and she paused, taking a step towards the classroom.
What she saw made her eyes widen and her jaw drop in shock. Draco was pressed up against a tall, dark-skinned, incredibly handsome man – Blaise Zabini. Blaise looked almost uninterested as he sat on the desk, with Draco between his legs pressed up against him, hands running up and down his chest beneath the unbuttoned shirt.
"…can't wait till we get back to the manor, Blaise," Draco murmured into Blaise's ear, before biting the ear lobe.
Blaise said nothing, but his eyes closed for the pleasant sensations that Draco was causing.
Draco looked slightly desperate. He was already shirtless, there was a huge bulge in his trousers, and his long-fingered hand travelled down Blaise's chiselled chest to the other man's erection, where he grasped the hardness in his hand. Blaise growled dangerously, and one hand gripped Draco's hair as the blonde caressed his erection.
Ginny couldn't tear her eyes away as Blaise pushed Draco down to his knees, one hand still in his hair as he directed him towards his zipper. Draco opened it up, and pulled down Blaise's boxers to reveal his impressive manhood, only having a moment to admire it before Blaise tugged on his hair, and Draco obediently opened his mouth and took as much as he could.
Blaise had both hands in Draco's hair as he thrust into his open, willing mouth, and the deep growls of satisfaction coming from Blaise began to excite Ginny. She wondered if she could ever make him sound like that…
She looked at Draco, his cheeks hollowed as he sucked and his hand on his own cock, now released from its confines, stroking it as he received Blaise in his mouth. Ginny looked from one to the other, loving the way their skin clashed so wonderfully – Draco's pure alabaster skin and Blaise's deep, dark tones were more than sexual. There wasn't even a word for it.
As Blaise began to thrust quicker into Draco's mouth, and Ginny could hear Draco's moans through the sound of Blaise's deep groaning, she let out what she thought was a small breath she didn't know she'd been holding.
And then, Ginny reached out and placed her hand on the door, forgetting it was there in her trance. The door opened another centimetre, and most inconveniently made the tiniest creak.
Ginny wasn't sure how Blaise could have heard it through the sounds they were making, but his eyes snapped towards the door and locked on Ginny. The blood drained from her face as she realised he'd seen her, and she took a step away, but before she knew what was happening there was a loud crack and Blaise was standing behind her, one hand on her mouth and another around her waist, his prominent erection pressing against her back as he walked her through the door.
"Look who I found watching us, Draco," Blaise said, shoving Ginny towards the blonde haired boy as he turned and shut the door, locking it.
Ginny was panicking. She didn't know what they were about to do to her. She knew Draco was a death eater but she wasn't sure about Blaise – but she could guess. And she'd probably be right.
Draco smirked down at her as he reached out and touched her cheek. Ginny flinched away and found herself pressed against Blaise again, and Draco took a step forward and pressed himself against her front.
"What are you going to do now, Weasley?" Draco whispered in her ear, touching her hair. "Didn't think this far ahead?"
"I – I didn't mean to –"
"Shh," Blaise hissed. "Don't you worry. We'll forget this ever happened, won't we Draco?"
"That we will," he replied, before turning back down to Ginny, his fingertips tugging at the hem of her sweater. "Did you enjoy watching me suck Blaise off, Weasley?"
Ginny felt a blush darken her cheeks as she looked away. "I – I –"
Draco smirked again. "Let's check, shall we?" Flipping up her skirt, he ran his hand along her inner thigh and touched his fingertips to her underwear. Ginny cried out and tried to flinch away but Blaise had a tight hold on her wrists, and all of her struggling was to no avail.
She whimpered as Draco's fingers touched her most sensitive spot and he said, "Well, well, Blaise, would you believe it? She's soaking wet."
"Is that so?" Blaise said, placing a ghost of a kiss on Ginny's exposed neck, before he grabbed a fistful of her hair and wrenched her head backwards, making her cry out again. "I think we should teach little Weasley a lesson."
Ginny felt the hot prickle of tears behind her eyes but she blinked them back, ignoring the pain at her head and the tickling sensation between her legs as Draco teased her. She whimpered again and struggled, but Blaise simply pulled on her hair again and she stopped.
Draco's eyes danced as he watched Blaise kissing Ginny's neck, his hands sneaking beneath her sweater and her shirt to run across her bare skin. Draco stood up and began to kiss at Ginny's neck as well, until his lips met Blaise's and they shared a passionate kiss, and Ginny watched as their tongues and lips danced mere centimetres from her.
"Still turning you on, Weasley?" Draco said breathlessly as they stopped, staring down at the girl whose blush was almost as red as her hair.
Blaise spoke into Ginny's ear, hot breath dancing across her skin. "I think we have to teach you some manners," he said, pressing his erection against her. "When somebody asks you a question, you respond. Got that?"
Ginny couldn't nod, so she let out a weak, "Y-yes."
"Good girl," Blaise whispered, kissing her neck again. "And when we tell you what to do, you do it."
Ginny hesitated but she felt Blaise's teeth nip at her skin and she gasped before responding. "Yes."
Draco pulled Ginny away from Blaise and he whispered in her ear, "Now, you're going to finish off what I started, Weasley."
Ginny froze as she realised what he meant, and she struggled in his grip but he was far too strong. "None of that," he hissed. "You were out past curfew and we're going to punish you as we see fit –trust me, there's much worse things we could do, Weasley."
Ginny knew he was right. The other teachers, even some of the students, they had been using the Cruciatus curse on misbehavers. Surely, a little bit of debauchery was not any worse than that… Besides, how was she expected to escape? Blaise had nicked her wand and she wasn't strong enough to physically force her way out.
With a shaky breath, Ginny nodded.
"And if you behave, you might get rewarded," said Draco, before he turned her around and walked her towards Blaise, who was leaning against the desk again, his large member proudly on display. Draco pulled the ribbon from Ginny's hair, letting it loose, and he pulled her sweater over her head. Ginny moved away from him, but he pulled her back and unbuttoned her blouse, leaving it open before he shoved her towards Blaise, who caught her in his long arms, gripped her hair in one hand and pulled her face towards his. He crushed his lips against hers in a searing kiss and though Ginny struggled, she had to admit he was a very good kisser. He seemed to know just where to suck and bite, where to stroke with his velvet tongue.
But Ginny could not savour that moment for long because she was suddenly shoved down to her knees, and found herself in front of his cock. She trembled and tried to pull away but she felt Draco kneeling behind her as he pressed himself against her and whispered in her ear, "I'm going to teach you how to do it just the way he likes it."
Ginny tried to move away but Draco held her still, and he took both of her hands in his and he said, "None of that, Weasley."
Ginny continued squirming but she couldn't get away. Draco's grip on her wrists tightened, and she let out a gasp of pain. "P-please, don't make me do this," she stammered, voice sounding pathetic as she spoke. "I – I can't –"
"Don't you know how, Weasley?" Draco asked. "Haven't ever given head before, have we?"
Shaking her head, Ginny glanced back at the black cock in front of her nervously before shying away, pressing her cheek to her shoulder as Draco purred in her ear, "Don't you worry, I'll teach you how to be better than anyone."
"You would know, Draco," Blaise said, chuckling slightly as he stared down at them, waiting patiently.
Draco smiled at him, and then he took Ginny's hands and placed them on Blaise's hips, telling her to keep them there. "Now I want you to watch closely," he said. "I want you to repeat what I do. Understand?"
Ginny nodded, and then Draco moved them both closer to Blaise's manhood, and leaning over her shoulder he licked Blaise's cock from base to tip, swirling his tongue around the head before moving away, and he smirked as Blaise moaned at the action. "Your turn," Draco said.
Ginny was shaking as she hesitated, and she felt Draco's hand on the back of her neck pushing her forward until her trembling lips touched the head of Blaise's cock. She closed her eyes, repressing a whimper.
Draco sighed, and he said, "Weasley, I'm not asking much of you. You have to do what I tell you."
As he spoke, Ginny felt his hand creep down her waist, over her hip, and settle on her ass. As he spoke the last few words, he gave her a sharp spank, and she cried out, her mouth opening up, and Blaise shifted his hips so the head of his cock was pressed between her lips.
Ginny tried to pull away, but Draco's hand on the back of her neck gripped her tighter and shoved her forward, and the head of Blaise's cock was shoved past her lips, but Draco didn't stop. He pushed her almost all the way on, and Ginny felt her airway become blocked and she tried to scream but she couldn't make a coherent sound with Blaise's cock down her throat.
She struggled but Draco held her there for what felt like forever, but then his grip slackened and he pulled her backwards by her hair. Ginny coughed and her chest heaved as she tried to regain oxygen. Draco's lips were at her ear once more as he hissed, "Play nicely, Weasley, or we won't play at all."
When Draco told her to do what he'd done, Ginny did as he said. She didn't want to suffocate again. Very slowly, very hesitantly, she reached out and stroked Blaise with her tongue, and she felt his hips move as she traced the head of his cock, hearing his slight groan as she flicked her tongue across the slit.
She pulled away, and Draco whispered, "Well done. Now, Weasley, you're going to suck him off, and I'm going to tell you what to do. And when you do it right, you get rewarded."
Ginny frowned, not sure what he meant, but then she felt his hand slide between her legs and caress her soft core, and she let out a strangled cry of shock, mingled with a slight moan.
"Behave yourself, Weasley," Draco said in a warning tone.
Ginny flinched away from his hand, but she couldn't move far enough. Sighing impatiently, Draco grasped both of her wrists and held them behind her back with one hand as his other hand continued its exploring, making it harder for Ginny to mute the whimpering sounds that made their way past her lips.
She felt Blaise's fingers grasp her red locks as he brought her closer to him, and with tears running down her cheeks she obediently opened her mouth and let him push his head past her lips. Figuring that she had nothing else to work with, she considered biting him – but then she thought of what they would do to her then.
So instead, she decided to tease. She flicked her tongue out against his head, tracing the slit there, and she felt him tremble, the hands in her hair tighten their grip. Swirling her tongue around the head, she sucked and scraped her teeth across the sensitive underside of his cock, and felt him shudder and groan.
Draco kissed her neck gently, before he hooked a finger in her panties and pulled them down. Ginny almost didn't notice, until he let her hands go and she placed them on Blaise's hips, revelling in the sounds he made. This is what she had wanted, watching outside the door – she'd wanted to make him feel like this, even if the situation wasn't quite as romantic as she'd perhaps imagined, the noises he were making were incredible.
Then, she felt Draco's hands stroke at her wet, warm core and she squirmed again, moaning around Blaise as Draco touched her. She heard Draco whispering in her ear, telling her to suck harder, or move slower, where to move her tongue so it felt the best. Soon she had a steady rhythm, and as Draco slid a long finger inside her he leaned over her shoulder, and began to kiss and lick at Blaise's cock at the same time.
Blaise's breathing was getting heavier by the second as he looked down at the two sets of lips and tongues servicing him, pleasuring him. Ginny's moans were incredible, especially when she moaned around his cock – the vibrations were amazing.
Draco moved away, and he lowered himself to the floor, and Blaise moaned as he saw the mischievous glint in his boyfriend's eye as he crawled beneath Ginny, and Blaise didn't have to look to know when Draco had reached up and licked her, because a strangled, high-pitched moan erupted from the back of her throat, her sounds absorbed by his throbbing, hard length.
Ginny had never had anybody do that to her before, but she could hardly concentrate on the feeling as her body writhed, moans and cries muffled by the cock in her mouth as Draco's velvet tongue stroked and licked at her, ravishing her sex and holding her hips to keep her still as his tongue dove inside her.
It was only a few moments later with a quick few strokes to her swollen bundle of nerves that Ginny screamed around Blaise's hardness and came crashing down like she never had before, shaking uncontrollably as Draco drank every last drop of her juices.
Blaise removed himself from her mouth so as to let her breathe as Draco stood up, wiping his mouth as he grinned at Blaise, who smirked back. They were having quite a bit of fun with the girl between them.
Draco pulled Ginny to her feet, before he moved her back to the desk where Blaise had been standing and pushed her down on her chest before walking around to her front, where her arms hung over the other side.
"Have you ever had sex before, Weasley?" Draco asked, his fingertips caressing the outline of her jaw as she looked up at him with wide eyes.
Ginny nodded, still breathing heavily.
"Who was it?" Blaise asked, his hands touching her legs gently, moving upwards so slowly it was almost painful.
Swallowing her nervousness, she replied, "O-oliver Wood, Lee Jordan and – and Dean T-Thomas."
"How many times?"
Ginny felt Draco's voice send shivers down her spine. "Once with Oliver, twice with Lee and four times with Dean."
Blaise made an amused sound, before he flipped up her skirt and said, "You know what Draco, I think our little Weasley is a bit of a slut."
"I couldn't agree more, Blaise," Draco replied. "But I bet she's never had two cocks in her at once."
As he spoke, Blaise pressed the tip of his evident hardness against her wet opening, and Ginny's eyes widened as she realised what was happening.
