A/N: I am back for Valentine's Day! Yay consumerism! I'd tell you all about it, but really? THIS IS A SMUT WARNING (M/F/M)! Turn back if you can't handle it!

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Synopses: Blaise and Theodore help Susan find her backbone.

Disclaimer: I don't own HP or the band In This Moment, nor am I affiliated with either in any way.

Chapter 1. Bones

The mid-spring air was warm the night that Susan Bones worked in the greenhouses, checking the soil as she hummed to herself idly. She was alone, and she was oh so grateful for it. With the hubbub of the Carrows and Slytherins basically running the beloved school, Susan had been more than happy to accept the task from Sprout of readying the Mandrakes for the firsties' Advanced Herbology the next morning. If it meant being out of the common room, away from the dread and fear that exuded from her housemates, Susan would do anything! The R of R was even worse!

She'd felt completely stifled by it all, how everyone had to sit back and take the abuse as He Who Must Not Be Named closed in on them. Everyone who spoke out against the Carrows, or the Slytherins, were severely punished, and this did not help what Susan felt was her biggest shortcoming. She felt that her worst quality was her inability to speak up for herself. She liked to think that she could do so for others; be brave… Of course that had been before the war had begun to rage. Even still, she was shite at protecting herself especially.

But the war was coming to a head, she knew it, and she held on to the dream that the terror would end soon. Susan had been feeling that feeling one got when they knew something bad was about to happen. Luna's return, after being held captive and spending time with "mutual friends", had been enough to give the Light side hope. She'd told Neville, Ginny, and Susan- and no one else, mind you- that she'd seen Harry, Ron and Hermione during Easter Holiday only weeks ago, and she knew the Trio would be back by the end of the school year. Sue had taken this to heart, and with the school year's end not even two months away she couldn't shake the feeling of anxiety and stress. No one could. It was killing them all, even those who controlled the school, and "rested easy". Voldemort was slowly killing them, everyone, even if he wasn't there in the castle.

Susan felt like she was close to death, because the words that died in her throat every time she wanted to say something were making her feel like she was dying with them. But what could she do? She was one Hufflepuff, and not even a brave one like Cedric, or a cocky loud-mouth like Justin. She was just Susan Bones; meek, quiet, somewhere far behind the curtain. The night prior when Neville and Ginny had been publicly punished for yet another attempt to break into Snape's quarters, and the Gryffindor witch had irritated Alecto so thoroughly that the Professor had Crucio'd the red-head, only to do it multiple times as the young witch refused to cry out in pain; crying through the curse, and tearing her lip with her teeth.

Susan had done nothing, and this war had taken all it could from her… even her self-proclaimed trait of "selfless bravery".

The witch continued her work for almost an hour- with the shadow of her old friend "happiness"- previous to being interrupted. She was so caught up in her work that she hadn't heard them enter, not until one of the intruders startled her by saying from a meter behind her,

"Evening, Bones."

Susan turned from her work to see two Slyths had sauntered in; the devilishly handsome Blaise Zabini and incredibly sexy Theodore Nott. Or, they would be those things if they weren't horrible tools. Fear took her instantly, because however shaggable every witch agreed the two were, they were always brutally rude, and, more often than not, treated everyone like Hippogriff dung. She was afraid to be alone with them because they could tell Malfoy to take away points, or even curse her, and Susan wouldn't be able to do a thing about it. They said horrible things to her housemates, and, to go the farthest route possible, they could kill her and claim she'd tried to curse them, or escape.

Come what may, Susan's moment of peaceful bliss was officially over; completely ruined.

"Wh- what are you doing here?" she asked them. It was a little late for students to be out, aside from Prefects, those in detention, and those with special permission, like Susan. But Theo and Blaise were not Prefects, and they weren't high enough on the food chain to be wandering around at eleven o'clock on a Tuesday.

Theo scoffed as he rested his hands in his pockets, then leaned against the doorjamb, looking to Blaise with a smirk. Blaise was the one to actually answer her, saying, "The Carrows gave Malfoy and Parkinson the job of watching over the Weaselette's detention tonight, so Theo and I have to make rounds… You're not a Prefect. What are you doing here?"

Susan licked her lips nervously. Blaise had taken two steps towards her while he spoke, and with his height the fact that he was a meter away still made her feel that he was towering over her. "Ye- yes," she managed. "Sp- Sprout told the Carrows that I was going to get the Mandrakes ready for the first years tomorrow."

"Did she now?" Theo asked, and Susan's green eyes darted to the slightly shorter, pale Slytherin as he spoke.

"She did," Susan answered, mustering all her nerve. The two looked like prowling panthers- dressed in all black with mischievous smirks that played brightly on green and blue eyes- and fear made a bigger home in the pit of her stomach.

"Well…" Blaise paused, evaluated her from her toes to her head, said, "You're not much a threat. I could see them allowing that."

Susan was affronted at his words, because she felt she was as capable as any other witch. She may have hailed from a "muddled background" as many begrudgingly reminded her almost daily, but Susan only believed that that made her stronger. She had been exposed to both worlds at birth, and she knew how to move within both by the time she was five… though with a few mishaps… And even with those misfortunate events, Susan was an advocate for peace, so she didn't comment on Blaise's obvious derision. She didn't want any trouble with any Slytherin.

The war was beginning to enlighten Susan in different ways, and courage was more frequent a visitor; Gryffindor becoming more and more her sub-House every moment she lived in the castle. But, with that came her Slytherin and her Ravenclaw, and all compasses pointed to "Now is not the time for a fight; not here, not now, not with them."

"We should keep an eye on her just in case," Theo suggested to his comrade. Susan started at this. She still had at least an hour's work to do, and she knew that they'd harass her endlessly if they stayed; leading to her failing at the special job she'd been given. Sprout was Susan's role-model, and she didn't want to disappoint her in any way.

"You don't have to do that," she said with a little fear in her voice. "I don't- I don't want you two- harassing me." Her words had been hard enough for her to say, so they lacked all conviction. She almost trembled, because they looked like they were about to do something she would undoubtedly dislike.

Theo chuckled at her, and Blaise shook his head with a smirk, retorting, "You don't even know, Bones…" She actually trembled at the tone in his deep voice. "You may be used to being picked on, but you don't know how we could harass a little innocent, Hufflepuff."

She laughed. It was short, a half-giggle half-bark, and the Slytherin's easy, assured expressions changed into ones of surprise and confusion. She muttered gravitas, "You don't know me…"

She turned from them then. Susan Bones was not innocent, Justin had seen to that, regrettably… and she may have been little in stature, but her courage was big when she was faced with injustice. Hogwarts was experiencing mass injustice, and the two Slytherins that stood before her were perpetuating that system. Hufflepuffs got picked on quite often by Slytherins, but if you pushed them hard enough they'd turn into badgers, and feast on your fuckin' face. She'd never gotten so upset that she'd ever done so, but there was a first for everything. If they laid a hand on her, she'd do what she needed to to protect herself.

"We don't know you. You're right," Theo admitted.

"But is that an invitation?" Blaise asked, amused. "Do you want us to get to know you?"

The flush that hit Susan's entire body made it to where she couldn't turn to face them initially. She wanted to, but the tinge on her skin so very obvious. She stared down at the Mandrake pot she'd been testing, her heart picking up its already quick pace as her mind raced with the possibilities. She'd never say yes to such a thing, but that didn't mean she didn't- for just a second- let herself imagine what it would be like to be held between the two gods that stood behind her. But she knew it was all a taunt, so she did not agree to it…

But she didn't say anything either, and this caused Theo to say loudly in surprise, "Merlin..! She's considering it!"

She did turn at this, a defiant glare on her features, and stated loudly, "I am not! I'm hoping that if I ignore you, you'll leave me alone."

"No way," Theo said as he moved into the room to stand next his counterpart, "You were just considering whether or not you should let us "get to know you" better." Blaise smirked down at her, and Theo raised his brows, as if to say, "We're waiting on you to confirm this, liar."

"I would never consider letting either of you to get to know me. The fact that you know my name is enough," Susan answered.

"Aw. Are you shy, Susie?" Blaise asked.

"Of course she is. "Innocent little, Hufflepuff", remember?" Theo said to his friend. They tittered.

She hated that fact that all of this was getting under her skin. The verge of a badger break-down must have been close, because she could feel herself boil at the thought that the two were doing this to her. They'd never said a word to her, and now, because they had power, and could do whatever they wanted without consequence, they were suddenly going to feign interest for their own amusement. Susan did not like that. That cusp- the one you plummet over as you snap- was so very close.

"The idea," Susan began, "of you two creeps being even slightly interested in me makes my skin crawl, because I know you're only doing this to embarrass me. And, for your information, I'm not innocent, and if I fancied a shag I'd go find someone I actually liked." She raised the wand at her side, showing them that she was at the ready- had the advantage of many seconds with her "weapon" already drawn- and turned back to her work. She kept her ears piqued, however; listening for the rustle of wands being pulled from pockets, or of them advancing closer.

She raised her hand to cast the spell to check the Mandrake's soil, the incantation on her lips, but it died as Blaise tore her wand from her hand from behind. She turned again only to face Blaise's chest, and went to snatch her wand from him until she realized that he held it high- bloody high- above his head. Jumping for it would only cause her to make a spectacle of herself, and the bastard smirked as he watched her realize this.

"Not innocent, huh?" the dark-skinned wizard asked, his green eyes only readable as impish delight. He was getting off on how rattled she became at his simple question; how she once again flushed all the way up her chest, neck, to the freckled crown of her hair, and how she stared up at him whilst biting her bottom lip so hard she brought herself from her daze with a painful start.

Theo reached out and grabbed her right wrist, using it to pull her sideways and into his chest with a tug, which made her squeak in fearful surprise. The sound of wood hitting the stone floor pulled her attention away from Theo- and the erratic beating of blood through her body that settled in her core- to watch as her wand rolled away under the raised beds and out of sight. After discarding her wand, Blaise moved to stand with his chest to her back, and it made her freeze in terror at the feeling of being trapped in a bad, bad, bad situation.

"S- st- stop," she tried her voice, and this time it was not as brave as the last time. In fact, it sounded feeble. It came out like a shaking whisper. She was shite at defending herself…

"Would you fancy an amazing shag right now?" Blaise went on as he grabbed her by one hip, and used his free hand to push her red hair to the side as he leaned down to set his lips on the skin of her neck, just above the collar of her shirt. She gasped loudly, and would have moved away if it hadn't been for Theo grabbing her other hip tightly as he set his lips to hers.

She didn't kiss him back. She was shaking like a leaf on a tree; shivering from pure exhilaration and fear at the two sets of lips. It coaxed a moan from her throat involuntarily, and they did so again when they pushed them all closer together at the noise, the witch able to feel both of their semi-excitement on her body at once. She was still shaking as Theo let her mouth go to bow to kiss the skin on the opposite side of Blaise, who muttered just below her ear as she tipped her head back, "It sounds like you're enjoying this… Moan for us again."

She didn't at first- still fighting it all mentally, even if she failed in any and all physical attempts. Her mind was racing at a million kilometers a second, but she couldn't help her third moan when Theo lost his hand in her hair to assist in holding her face skyward to kiss her again, and Blaise pulled her shirt roughly over her shoulder to nip at the flesh he found. With every passing second, every rough touch, every greedy action, Susan fell faster and faster.

She felt like they were breathing life into her; her nerves had never stood on end in a sexual situation, and she was finding the experience to be more exhilarating than anything else she'd ever experienced. She didn't know she craved adrenaline- she didn't know she craved!- until Theo put his hand up her shirt to grip her middle, and Blaise put his hand up the back of her skirt to play along the edge of her knickers.

Theo pulled his lips away from hers to look down into her eyes and said, "Now there's a good girl, Bones. You like this… Admit it."

She stared into his lust-filled blue eyes, and even though the words danced at the end of her tongue, she couldn't say them. This situation was like every other to Susan; every instance she could have stood up for someone the Carrows or Slytherins unrightfully mistreated and she didn't, and every time she could have raised her voice to say exactly what she felt and she decided it wasn't worth it. She did again, right then, when he'd told her to admit it and she couldn't find the words.

Blaise pulled away first, Theo second, and together the Slytherins moved to the door and out of sight. She was left alone to put her hand up to hold herself upright on one of the raised beds, the witch had to will her treacherous trembling legs to cut their folly. With wide eyes of surprise she stared at the door. Humiliation hit her first, because she'd behaved like some harlot, and they really had only been there to harass her. If they'd really wanted to shag her, they'd have just done it… But she hadn't wanted that, and they had respected her silence… But now she regretted her silence; now she wanted them to come back and ease the ache in her core that felt almost painful as her mind played through the tape of what could have just transpired.

In the silence that was Susan's inner-monologue, she stared at the stone floor as she brought her hand up to touch her neck, then her lips. A shudder tore through her, and she swore, "Helga's hell…" as she let the feeling of the Slytherin's ravishing linger as long as possible.

(*)

What would have taken Susan's mind an hour to achieve took two, even after she'd summoned her wand. She was so consumed by the encounter with the Slytherins that it had taken all of her willpower to accomplish her task. When it was all said and done she left the greenhouse intent on bed, locked the door behind her, cleaned her nails with a well-practiced spell, then pocketed her wand.

Making her way back to her dorms turned out to be a chore all on its own. She'd gone to the second floor before she remembered her dorms, the ones she'd lived in the past six years, were in the dungeons by the kitchens. Her mind had been flooded with images of her, Blaise, and Theo. Her body buzzed with that same craving she'd had earlier. She rubbed her legs together in annoyance. She blushed endlessly as she moved through the castle as slow as Binns on a bad day, and, in her mind, was riding Blaise to completion, until she realized she was standing in front of the Charms room.

With a heavy sigh of frustration and self-annoyance, Susan had turned around and made her way the slide hidden in the barrels in the pantries, which would take her to Hufflepuff. The last turn around the corner to the main pantry seemed just as it should be; quiet, dark, and empty, so she moved to the barrels as usual. She'd gotten close enough that she'd reached out for the edge of the wooden rim, only to be grabbed from behind- an arm around her waist, a hand over her mouth- and then pulled into one of the smaller pantries that smelled like dried food and old onions; the witch trying to pull away from her far stronger captor with no avail.

The door locked as she was released and she made for a wall, stumbling in the dark, to get away from whoever had taken her… She had an idea.

With a "Lumos", Blaise lit the one candle that illuminated the empty room, and she once again faced the two men who'd held her between them earlier.

"You two?" she asked in annoyance, crossing her arms.

It was known that Hufflepuffs enjoyed playing games, but the one the Slytherins were playing with her was not on Susan's list of things to try. She knew she was a little too happy to see them- in her heart of Hufflepuff hearts she knew she wanted them- but she was cautious above all things when facing snakes; especially those that bit you, and then left you, weak in the knees, to die in a Mandrake pot by your lonesome. If it was their plan to leave her high and "wet" again, in a stinky old closet, then she was going to go to bed to handle her problems on her own.

"Why don't you just leave me alone? Why are you doing this?" She was closer to that edge. She did not care how she sounded, or if she was being as rude as they were. Two can play that "game".

Three..?

"Be honest," Theo began with a sly smirk, "You want us."

"Honestly? You first," she said as she boldly took a step away from her wall, "Are you here to harass me some more?"

"Why?" Blaise asked. "Afraid we'll leave again?"

And then… she was back to being meek. She could tell that he knew that what he said was the truth. She could hear it in the way his voice had lowered; see it in his body as he took a short step closer to her. Silence followed Blaise's question, and it was answer enough for the Slytherins, but it seemed to her they weren't actually going to make a move until she said something.

"Yup," Theo said as he took a few steps towards her, "She's afraid we'll leave without finishing this time." He stated all of this casually, then Blaise took another step towards her, one that made her step back into her wall, and said to her,

"My mate Theo, here, said that it had looked to him like you'd been disappointed when we left you in the greenhouse, and I had to admit that I saw it too... that you didn't want us to leave after getting you so ready…" Susan felt her blood quicken once more, and that need began to grow deep in her belly. "We really were only fucking with you, but now we're here to finish what we started… as long as you consent, of course."

Theo cut in, "You have to say, "Theo. Blaise. I want you to fuck me."."

She gulped at this, and rubbed her legs together as little as possible. She didn't want them to see her reaction to them. When they talked like that, it took her breath, and therefore silence fell yet again. She wanted to say the words, yell them, but she couldn't muster the courage.

Noticing her struggle, they both stepped forward, Blaise pulling her from the wall, and had her between them in seconds; this time Theo was behind her with his hands up her skirt, and Blaise was kissing her with his hands lost in her hair. Theo palmed the globes of her arse, and leaned forward to use his nose to push her hair out of his way so that he could nibble on her earlobe, pulling the flesh lightly with his teeth. It made her shiver. Theo then hooked his fingers into the hem of her knickers, and slowly pulled them down to where they stopped just below her arse so that he could touch her without their obstruction.

She began making noises, shameless moans, into Blaise's full lips, the feeling of being held so tightly by two gorgeous men taking over her body at a frighteningly fast pace. When the man in front of her broke their kiss, he removed a hand from her locks and brought it back up under her shirt to squeeze one of her breasts through her thin bra, stroking the pad of his thumb over her nipple.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned in surprise, staring up into his eyes as she pushed herself into his hand, while Theo pushed her ever so slightly forward to get better access to her already wet pussy. "Oh, yes, gods!" she cried out as the man behind her traced the short slit of her folds with his fingers, slowly, over and over, pushing onto her still swollen clit every time he passed over it.

"Say it, Susan. Say the words," Blaise coaxed as he stared down at her, but she couldn't She'd never said anything so filthy before, and she wasn't even sure she could! Would it sound right coming out? Would she fumble? Mumble? Squeak?

"I- I-," she stammered, "I can't! I can't say it!"

As fast as the snakes they were, the two stepped away from her again, leaving the trembling girl to fall to her knees as her legs failed to keep her upright. Resting her hands palm down in front of her on the stones, she looked at their backs with lidded eyes, a pant on her breath. Theo righted the front of his trousers, and Blaise unlocked the door.

When he opened it, Susan stopped their exit by saying, "Wait!" They did, turning from the door with lust filled eyes to look down at her. "Th- Th- Theo…" she paused. She couldn't do it! "B-Blaise… Please, I- I want you to fuck me." She'd almost spit the last part out too fast, but it had been loud, and pronounced, enough for them to smirk in satisfaction.

Blaise closed the door with his foot, and locked it, and followed Theo as they moved back to the shaking girl on the floor. Theo knelt to her left and brought his hands up to begin tearing her shirt off, while Blaise knelt to her right and removed his own shirts, then used one hand to grab the back of her neck so as to pull her up onto her knees to crash his lips back onto hers. It made her numb with want. She wanted- wanted!- them so badly. She never knew she could get so high, and definitely never thought she'd get so high because she was going to get freaky in a pantry with two people she should hate. But the way they looked at her, pawed at her, as Theo tore her shirt down her arms and off, and Blaise made quick work of her bra while Theo removed his own shirt, she didn't really care about all of that.

She was having an experience she'd dreamed of having, and it was better than any dream.

"How do you want us to fuck you, Sue? Which one of us do you want first?" Blaise asked as he played with her tits, and Theo unzipped the side zipper of her skirt to pull it and her knickers to her knees.

"Or do you want both of us at once?" Theo chimed with a cocky smirk, and then gave her arse a solid smack that made her squeak and jump. Susan couldn't think of an answer. She would not be able to take them both at once. She wasn't a virgin, but she'd only been with one person on two separate occasions, so she didn't even know what she should be comfortable with.

"Which is it, Susan?" Blaise pushed. "You don't want us to decide… unless you like it in your arse."

She hadn't even thought of that as an option! The thought made her both scared and excited. She had no idea what it would feel like, so how could she deny- or accept- it? She heard Justin say it hurt the first few times, hence the fear, and why she'd never experimented.

"She's considering it!" Theo said to Blaise, the both of them looked at each other with a raised brow. "I call her arse," Theo said after only a second or two. "You'll rip her." The light-skinned wizard grabbed her by her hip to turn her arse towards him, and Susan almost ran away when their words registered in the haziness of her mind, and at the open way they communicated.

She absently wondered if they'd done something that this before, to another witch in broom closet or a classroom, or what have you. Was she not the first girl to have this experience? Did it matter?

She didn't think on it for long, though, because her thoughts were pulled away when Blaise grabbed her by the side of her neck, and pulled her down to her hands; palms down. All she could think about was the worry in her stomach that tried to battle with her lust. She wanted to know what it would be like to be had by them. She really wanted to. She wanted to be able to speak the words they wanted to hear without stumbling over them in embarrassment… but she couldn't do either of those things.

She became immediately grateful that she hadn't run away when Theo spread her arse apart and began eating both her pussy and back entrance. Her elbows tried to buckle, and she would have gone down if not for the grip Blaise had in her hair as she pulled his thick cock from his slacks, and pushed the head to her lips. Her eyes had closed with ecstasy the second Theo's tongue had dipped into her arsehole, but they'd flown wide open when Blaise's cock forcefully entered her mouth. She'd only done so once before, and Justin had said it had felt good, but what would these sexually uninhibited Slytherins think of her… technique?

Looking up at Blaise as he forced her jaw to open wider for him must have been a turn on for the Slytherin because she tasted his pre-cum on the back of her tongue only seconds afterward. He held her head tighter as he retreated, then pushed back into her, all the way to the back of her throat, this all made easier by the fact that her mouth would have been hanging wide open anyway, because Theo's mouth had already caused her to push her hips back into his tongue hungrily so that she could get more of it. She hummed loudly around Blaise as he continued to pump in and out of her, something she'd tried before, and was rewarded by the tip of the thick member to hit her gag reflex.

She pulled away to gag and catch her breath, Blaise using this opportunity to say, "Tell us what you want from us. You hardly ever talk… Say it. Tell us what you need."

She looked from the floor and back up at him with watering eyes, saying with more confidence than she'd had ten minutes ago, "I want you both- at once."

Theo pulled away from her with an audible sucking sound, saying with a pleased smirk, "That's what we want you. Say it again."

A little louder than last time, and without a pause, she said, "I want both of you inside of me."

Blaise pulled her face up so that she could look at him, "There's one word you said the first time, you missed the second time. It sounded like a plea… I liked it a little too much, so you should probably say it again."

Theo brought his hands down on her arse before sticking two fingers, to the second knuckle, into her now dripping arse, and his thumb into her pussy. At the smack she'd squeaked again in surprise, only to moan a loud, "Yesssss…" at Theo's insertions, throwing her head back as he continued to push in as far as he could go.

"Not that, darling," Blaise chastised with a 'tsk-tsk', putting his thumb and forefinger under her chin to keep it in place as he gripped his cock to slap her cheek and lips.

"Please!" She repeated her earlier word, it sounding more like a prayer than the first time she'd muttered it. Susan was losing all composure at this point. Theo's "bowling" grip on her orifices, pumping all three digits at once, coupled with his free hand spreading her for his viewing pleasure, was already bringing her the edge. Imagining his fingers being replaced by hard cocks..? It made her every muscle quiver with anticipation.

"Which holes, Susie?" Theo asked. "These two?" At his question, he picked up the pace of his hand's pumping. "Your arse and pussy?"

"Your arse and mouth?" Blaise suggested.

"Your mouth and pussy?" Theo threw in.

"All of them!" she cried out loudly, her voice sounding foreign with the amount of ecstasy that filled it. "I want you in all of them! Please!"

Blaise's continued grip on her chin didn't allow her to see the look of triumph the two men shared at her yelled confession, but she wouldn't have cared. She was already so close to the edge, she probably wouldn't have noticed if she'd been staring right at them, instead of closing her eyes as she pushed back against Theo's hand. Blaise pushed his thumb and forefinger into her cheeks, between her teeth, to force her mouth open, and reinserted himself before he began to fuck her throat roughly.

Theo removed his fingers, which Susan would have complained about if she didn't know that they were going to be replaced by something she wanted more. The sound of the man behind her removing his belt shot another shock of electricity to her core, the witch more than ready to be filled at this point. She was so turned on that she reached up to slap Blaise's hands from her hair, before using said hand to grab his hip to help her suck him at her own quick speed. When Theo's thumb, still slick from her pussy, slipped into her arse, she pulled away to hiss at the pleasure, which turned into a, "Fuck yes!" as Theo buried himself into cunt after three, shallow, wetting thrusts.

"Does he feel good?" Blaise asked her, putting his cock back into her mouth.

"Mmm-hmm," she hummed as her head bobbed up and down, and she swallowed beads of pre-cum with greed.

"Does my cock taste good, Susie?" Blaise asked.

She pulled away from long enough to say, "Delicious!", before putting her mouth back on the tip to tongue the urethra. Theo filling her to the brim was just as delicious, and this was when Susan Bones truly found her voice…

"Fuck yes, Theo!" She said, pulling away from Blaise once more to look back at the man who was slowly dragging his cock from her entrance, commanding, "Put your cock back in! It feels so bloody good!"

"Do you need me to be gentle with you, pet?" Theo asked, pushing her bangs away from the light sweat on her forehead.

"No," she gasped, pushing back onto him, making him gasp in pleasure as he gripped her hips roughly. "Fuck me hard, you Slytherin bastards!"

Both of the men took her command at once by holding onto whatever parts of her suited their fancy, and used her as they pleased; Blaise holding her hair, or chin, or blocking off her air supply by pinching her nose as he pumped; Theo digging his fingers into her hips, shoulders, lost two into her rear, set a hand on her lower back as he went slow for a minute.

Susan had officially lost all conscious thought; none entering mind beside the carnal want/need to push back against Theo harder, or press harder on the base of Blaise's cock with her tongue. It all felt like the world melted away into consuming, bone shaking ecstasy. Hell, the room's smell had even disappeared, and had been replaced by sweat, sex, and men. Her moans and cries were loud- bordering on screams when Theo would go "too deep"- only for her to truly scream her orgasm when Theo adjusted his hips to buck up into her, pushing her hot spot over and over. Blaise used her wide open, screaming mouth to pump until the noise changed into a soggy, wet, choking gag.

The witch hadn't even completely come down by the time Blaise used her shoulders to pull her up to her knees, and then moved his hands under her arms to pull her up to assist in her wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He used his large hands to spread her arse cheeks apart for Theo, who moved forward on his knees to set the head of his cock at her arsehole before he pushed the tip in with some resistance on her tight arse's part. She kept her face in Blaise's neck as Theo pushed into her slowly, only stopping when he could go no further.

"Sweet gods," Susan whispered, mentally remarking on how different it felt from his fingers- more painful- but was glad he'd taken the time to use his digits to loosen her beforehand. When she relaxed on him fully, Blaise grabbed her arms to push her back into Theo's chest, the pale wizard putting his hands under her thighs, holding her up with the assistance of one of Blaise's hands on her waist, and the men's thighs met flush as Blaise entered Susan's quivering twat.

"Oh, bloody Salazar, Sue..! Your pussy is fucking tight!" Blaise said as he let that telling shiver rip down his spine from the feeling of her milking him, tight and perfect, he knew he would come shortly.

"I think her arse is cutting off my circulation," Theo groaned, sounding slightly pained, but that didn't keep him from pulling out as far as possible before pushing back in to the hilt.

"How do you feel, love?" Blaise asked the witch, whose face was pained, whose lips were clamped shut. She could only concentrate on breathing as she stretched to fit them both. "You know we want to hear this. Tell us… Please?"

Sue opened her eyes at the plea, and licked her lips before she answered, "I feel stretching… I feel full…" Both men could not help but begin moving- albeit slowly- at her words, and she kept going much to their enjoyment, "It hurts a little," Theo pulled out; Blaise pushed in, "but it feels so fucking fantastic!" Theo pushed in; Blaise pulled out, "It feels like I'm going to be split in two," Theo pulled out; Blaise pushed in, "but I'm going to love every second of it!"

Leaning slightly more forward, the two Slyths held her between them more tightly with their chests, leaving their hips more freedom to move as they began to catch a natural, perfect rhythm; the two entering and exiting her simultaneously. Their moans were deep, carnal, and Susan's body began to tremble- then began to quake- and both men quickened their pace when her cries changed into desperate demands:

"Harder Blaise… Nnng- fuck!" She only paused long enough to kiss Blaise, pull away, and ask, "Do you like shagging innocent Hufflepuff girls in pantries with your best mate?"

"I do now," Blaise answered, gripping her ribs harder to go faster, the tip of his cock beginning to tingle at such language coming from a girl he'd never heard string four words together. "And I'm going to so a lot more often."

"Hell, yes," Theo agreed, his voice strained, telling his partners he was close without having to say so. "Your arse is so bloody tight, Susie."

"Your cocks are going to make me come already!" She said, the dirty talk taking her ever higher as she dug her nails into Blaise's shoulders, her knees squeezing the dark-skinned man's ribs, who moved a hand low to play with her clit, willing her to come with him as he said,

"Your cunt is making me come!"

"Bloody- fucking- Merlin!" Theo strained at the same time Blaise spoke. The swelling of Blaise's cock as he came applied the perfect pressure to Theo's through the thin wall that separated them, and it pulled him over the edge seconds after his friend. The feelings, the sounds, the heat of it all, tore a cry so loud from Susan's throat that the silencing charm did nothing about it; the caster of the spell so weak in his release that the barrier dropped.

Susan drew blood from Blaise's shoulders, Blaise left bruises on her pale ribs, Theo left his own marks from the grip he had on her sensitive, shaking thighs as both men's hips thrusted in and out sporadically in their climax. The feeling kept the witch on her high for as long as they did so, and her moans and swears continued until she fell off of the wave she'd caught. She wanted to ride it- them- for forever, until she died happy and so fulfilled she didn't care about her fate. At that moment, she didn't care about war, or blood, or hate; she didn't care if the two used this meeting against her because she'd never felt so drained of stress and worry in her life. Nothing else mattered as she felt herself relax into Blaise's lightly bloodied shoulder, and the Slytherins leaned forward as they rested together, catching their breath.

When Blaise pulled out, Susan felt her muscles twitch- almost all of the ones her body possessed- but she gave a raspy groan when Theo pulled out, and they helped her to her knees. Her stability was non-existent, and she found herself reaching for Theo's shirt to lie face down on, using the garment as a shield for her hot skin on the cold floor. Theo rested on his back to one side of her, and Blaise copied her by going down onto the floor, on his stomach, onto his own shirt, exclaiming,

"Holy shite, Bones! Holy- bloody- shite!"

Susan grinned into the divine smelling shirt she snuggled into.

"No shite," Theo said; his breathing still heavy. "I filled your arse just now." He reached over and gave her arse a light smack before squeezing it firmly.

"That's not the only thing filled. Accio wand." Blaise sat up, reaching out to catch his wand before casting a contraceptive charm on Susan. A new warmth played with the heat that already coated her uterus, telling her she needn't worry about repercussions. Well, not that one.

"Can I go to bed now, or are there other locations the two of you want to corner me in?" Susan asked playfully, feeling far more comfortable around the two now.

"Meet us in the greenhouses tomorrow. Same time," Theo said.

"I'll be there," Susan said with no hesitation, or self-doubt, what-so-ever.

Bones

You are my drug
My miracle
You are my cure
In this infected world
And I can't do this without you
I'm dying here without you

I wanna lie with your bones forever

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A/N: There will be more chaps set during this time frame. A 24-48 hour time frame. It wasn't going to be like that at first, but then I couldn't help it once I started having plot bunnies, and then those bunnies had bunnies... ETC.

A/N: I love my BETA, I WAS BOTWP. She condones this, and that is just what I needed! :)

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