Prologue: Serpentine Desires (Harry's P.O.V.)
As it was nights and weeks before, Harry was tangled underneath his covers in his bed within the dorm in Gryffindor tower. Dreams that he was ashamed of in the daytime.
He was tied to the bed, magickal restraints on his ankles and wrists. But, instead of being on his back, he was on his stomach, arse up to the world. Strong, calloused hands massaged his cheeks and licked a trail from his perineum to his anus. He mewled loudly as the man behind him ran his fingers along the curve of his back and massaging his buttocks. Without warning, he spread apart his cheeks and licked lazy circles around his hole. Then, prying the tight ring of muscle there, he thrusted the tongue deeper and deeper until Harry was fully hard.
Another man, with long blonde hair, slid underneath him and deep throated his cock on the first try. He purred and thrusted, as much as he could with the restraints, into the blonde's mouth. In one quick movement, he was entered from behind and his prostate kept getting hit in just the right spot.
Between the sucking and thrusting, Harry knew his self-control was waning and he couldn't hold on much longer. He screamed as he came into the blonde's mouth and collapsed bonelessly to the bed. The restraints disappeared and the two men held him on each side.
"Love you, Sevvy…love you, Dray…"
The baritone and effeminate voices resounded as one and answered.
"Love you too, Harry…"
He woke up with his sheets sticking to him and feeling overall nasty from the come sticking on his skin. A quick cleansing spell later, he settled back in the bed, staring at the top of the canopy bed.
With one question in his mind…
Why in the fuck am I dreaming of being fucked and sucked by Snape and Malfoy?