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Chapter 2; Taking in stray cats
"What were you thinking? You can definitely say that blow-job goodbye now." Draco hissed at him while they were trying not to wake Hermione, who was asleep on their couch, all the crying had worn her out.
He laid his hand on Draco's arm, trying to get him to calm down. "It will only be for a few nights, you should have seen what she did to her bed- and living room. And besides, she's my best friend and she was there when I was hunting Horcruxes all the while trying to kill Voldemort, she never left, I'm not leaving her now." He was getting angry and without noticing he was crushing Draco's arm.
In defeat the blond was already lifting his other arm, trying to get him to calm down. "Okay I'm sorry, I forget sometimes how important friendship is to you. Don't worry, I'll behave, can you please stop manhandling my arm now?"
With a gasp he released Draco's arm. "I'm sorry love." He leaned forward to capture his lips and soon got lost in the sensation when he felt Draco's tongue pursue his own. When Draco moaned softly into his mouth he was remembered of the curly haired witch on his couch and he quickly let go, which resulted in a whining from Draco.
"Maybe tonight, we could cast a silencing spell." He promised his boyfriend and quickly let go entirely. Draco pouted for a minute before he finally let it go.
"I'm going to order dinner." Without further explanation he left the room. Ever since Draco had discovered take-out, he wanted to eat it every night. Harry wasn't complaining because otherwise he was the only one doing the cooking. Draco was a spoiled brat, but he loved him anyway.
He settled with his favorite Quidditch book next to Hermione on the couch and took her feet in his lap. She didn't even twitch and slept on for the next half hour. It was then that Draco got enough of waiting and called in Harry for dinner so loud that Hermione had no choice but to wake up.
"So Draco, what is that you do nowadays, besides being an auror?" Hermione was trying to make conversation but Harry could sense that things were still a little bit awkward between them two. They were seated at the kitchen table with Harry at the head and Hermione and Draco on both sides.
"Apparently taking in stray pussy's." He smirked and Harry let his head bounce down on the table. Why could that boy never behave himself?
Just when he thought that Hermione was going to get a fit, the unimaginable happened, Hermione went into a full on fit but not the one he was expecting, she doubled over from laughing, hiccups and everything. "That's the best joke I've heard in a while." She cried between catching her breath. "I never took you for the funny type Malfoy." She smirked back and that had finally broken the ice.
"Never figured you were able to let loose Granger, turns out you're not so bad yourself." Harry would have kissed them both if he was able but instead he hugged Hermione and kissed Draco flat on the mouth. He didn't notice the interested look in Hermione's eyes when he kissed his boyfriend.
The rest of the night thankfully went just as smooth as dinner and they ended up on the couch watching a movie that Harry picked. That turned out to be another thing Draco and Hermione had in common because they absolutely despised Harry's choice in movies. "How can you watch this bullshit? It's boring as hell and it makes absolutely no sense." Draco claimed and sighed dramatically.
"You know Malfoy, I actually agree with you. Why are we watching this again Harry?"
"Again?" Draco turned towards Hermione in disbelief. "This is not the first time he's watching this? Why the hell would someone watch a movie twice, let alone this one?"
Harry rolled his eyes when Hermione turned herself towards Draco now and he was totally caught in the middle, trying to follow his all-time favorite, Star Wars.
"Oh no, this is probably the thirty-sixth time or something, he made me and Ron watch this multiple times during our years at Hogwarts, whenever we were home for the holiday's, we were fucked." Hermione was now almost leaning all the way over Harry to engage in their little conspiracy against Harry and Star Wars, with Draco Malfoy of all people.
"This is just barbaric! Harry you can't do this to your friends, or your boyfriend for that matter. You know Granger, Harry has tried to watch this movie with me before but normally I distract him with sex and that's it but you tell me you actually endured this entire movie, more than once?" Draco was leaning forwards as well and they were practically in his line of view right now, he was totally getting agitated and fairly regretting taking Hermione home or wishing that she and Draco would become friends.
When he was trying to push them back into their own seats it was Hermione that stopped him with words he would never expect to come from her mouth. "Can I watch?"
"Watch what?" He squeaked but expected the worst when he noticed the size of Draco's smirk that was decorating his pretty mouth.
"How Malfoy distracts you," She had a glitter in her eyes that scared him. "I want to watch you two."
He jumped out between the two of them and watched Hermione in shock while Draco was grinning like the cat who got the cream and Hermione was flushed but happily smiling at him, what was wrong with everyone today?!
"Hermione!" He yelled in shock. "No, no, no! Not going to happen, not today, not ever! Hermione what has gotten into you?" He was breathing fast from shock but he couldn't help but confess to himself that this did turn him on, a lot.
She was looking up at him with those big innocent eyes. "Harry common, I just got dumped, or well I did the dumping but I got cheated on, which is even worse, and I need something to distract me and to be really honest I think it's really hot, two guy's together and I really, like really want to watch."
"Did Ron hit you or something?" He couldn't help himself and his mouth totally went off on his own.
"Harry!" Both Draco and Hermione shouted. Okay, maybe that one was a little bit out of line.
"What's the harm Harry? She can watch if she wants, I don't mind." Draco was sporting that evil little grin again, the one that he had always worn while they were still at Hogwarts. "It's not really breaking the rule."
"Rule, what rule?" Hermione piped up, trying to follow the conversation, all the while trying to get her way.
"Draco,-" Harry warned but it was like talking to a brick wall. "The rule about no sleeping with friends." Draco elaborated with pleasure. Damn, why did he have to fall in love with a Slytherin?
Hermione's eyes were round with shock. "No sleeping with friends? I thought you two were together? Harry, what haven't you been telling me?"
Great. Thank you Draco Malfoy, king of organizing problems and creating them out of thin air. "We are together, it's just something we…uhm…like to… you know." He was struggling and blamed Draco for it. He eyed the man in question and send him a glare he deserved.
"We have sex with other people." Draco blurted out, taking pity on him at last. He watched Hermione's eyes go even bigger and he knew where her mind was going, this thing was a huge mess and he totally blamed everything on Ron. "Together." Draco finished his sentence, which apparently didn't need elaborating.
Hermione jumped up from the couch and Harry really thought that would be it, the end of their friendship. She finally found something crazy enough to dump his pathetic arse. He could see the wheels in her head turning like crazy and her hair was going all kinds of directions.
"As in threesomes?" Oh no, he knew that look in her eyes, she was intrigued and that was not a good thing.
"Or triads, whatever you want to call it." He had seated himself again and Draco's hand was now caressing his neck, drawing circles on his hot flesh. While thinking about putting himself on display for the sexual pleasures of Hermione Granger, his best friend and trying to divert Draco from the entirely awful plan, he had gotten unimaginable hard in his pants. All his blood was flooding towards the neither regions of his body and his head was swimming with the thought of having sex with his boyfriend, in front of the girl he could never have.
"No!" He screamed while jumping from the couch again, standing next to Hermione. "We are not going to do this, we are not going to ruin this friendship because of some stupid blow-job."
"Who said anything about a blow-job?" Draco grinned still sitting fairly confident on the couch, as if he already knew this was going to happen. "Okay, fair is fair we did talk about it and I still owe you one, so why don't you come here?"
He really needed to get out of here but why wasn't he able to move? It was like his feet were stuck to the carpet underneath him and Draco was pulling him in with an invisible fishing rot.
He knew that he was losing the battle when he felt a small hand push him a little towards the couch, that conniving bitch. "I'm not doing this and you can't do this without my consent that would be rape." He was sounding desperate now, he hated not being in control.
"Relax Harry, of course I'm not going to rape you, you idiot, but I can make you want it." Draco was softly purring the words and he knew what kind of effect that would have on Harry.
He closed his eyes, trying to block the sounds and the smell of Draco's cologne, which always pulled him in. He took a deep breath and shuddered when he felt the slightest touch on his waist, unconsciously he took a step towards the couch, and right into Draco's waiting arms.
"We can't…" He whispered again and tensed when Draco leaned forward and let his head rest against his abdomen, grabbing his waist with both hands, holding him in place as if he was afraid Harry would run again.
"It's not breaking the rules love, it's not." What Harry wasn't able to see was that Hermione was fervently shaking her head in the background, backing him up in making her wish come true.
Draco's fingers were caressing Harry's hips and very slowly making their way underneath his shirt, searching for that perfectly soft skin that was just above Harry's hipbone. The rest of his body was rigged with muscles from being an auror and a frequent Quidditch player.
Draco noticed then that nobody was breathing, Hermione from fear of making a noise and making all this go away, Harry because he was fighting with his heart or his cock against his head and Draco because he really wanted to give Harry a blow-job and have someone watch him, that it was Hermione fucking Granger only made it so much more exciting. Draco really had to admit that he was quite the exhibitionist. And his massive hard on was definitely an indication of that.
"Stay still Harry, that's an order." Draco breathed finally and he didn't miss that sharp intake of breath. They had done some role play before and experimented a bit with Dom- and Sub play and they did enjoy it sometimes but what had Draco amazed the most was that Harry loved to play the submissive part. Not that Draco was complaining, not one single bit but he didn't like it all the time. Because of his harsh childhood and the death of his mother, he missed quite a bit of love in his life lately and he was making up for it dearly with Harry. His father had changed immensely after the war, Narcissa's death had finally made him see reason but their relationship was sometimes still a bit strained. Most of the times he just wanted lovely sex and cuddling afterwards, Dom- and Sub play made it a little less personal in his opinion.
But right now less personal was just what they needed. "Unbuckle your belt for me Harry." And Harry did just that, no talking back or hesitating, it was like he just turned off some sort of switch inside his head. Hermione was gaping at them now, a bright flush decorating her cheekbones.
"Unzip your pants and take out that brilliant cock of yours love. Granger if you are going to watch than you might want to take a seat, the view can't be all that from over there." He felt Harry tense again but he did what was told, unzipping his pants and keeping his eyes on Draco.
Their heads both whipped up in shock when Hermione came closer. "Yes sir." Was her perfect answer and he could hear Harry groan loudly.
"You've done this before?" Hermione had taken a seat now and he took notice that she was trying to rub her thighs together, probably already turned on to the point of no return.
He really couldn't believe how lucky he was right now, Harry's thick cock dancing in front of his face and a beautiful witch that was ogling them. Okay this could have even been better if he would be allowed to touch the curly haired witch but he wasn't going to complain, he was already pushing it.
He diverted his eyes from a nodding Granger back to his boyfriend and could see the beginnings of pre-cum decorating the head, his mouth watered by the thought of running his tongue down that small slit to lick up the salty sweetness. He really, like really loved sucking cock. There was something inhibited that was always shown on the other persons face when they were struck with pure pleasure and he was the one delivering it. It felt good to do good for once in a while, after the war everything had been depressing and he had been fighting to stay out of Azkaban, right now he was finally turning his life around and he couldn't thank Harry enough for that, which meant of course unlimited blow-jobs.
He dug his nails further into Harry's skin and leaned forward, darting out his tongue to taste only the tip, licking up the pre-cum. Harry moaned and was edging his hips to get closer to Draco's mouth, trying to get his shaft into the hot warmth waiting for him.
He teased a little more before he suddenly lunged forward and captured his dick into his mouth as far as possible. He didn't know who moaned louder, Harry or Granger? He sneaked a little peak with his right eye and witnessed in shock that Hermione Granger was grinding down on one of the couch pillows, that girl had no propriety whatsoever.
He licked around Harry slowly with a flat tongue, just how he liked it. He let him pop out of his mouth and chuckled softly at Harry's protesting growl. "Looks like you misjudged your friend dearly my love." He motioned Harry to look at Granger who's skirt was high on her thighs and the pillow she was riding was scrunched between her legs, her cheeks flaming red with embarrassment.
"Hermione!" Harry cried out and she turned possibly even redder, trying to hide the pillow underneath her.
"Don't bother Granger, your dirty little secret is out, but don't hide on my account, I'm starting to like the new you." He so desperately wanted to touch her but he wasn't going to do it without Harry's approval and he didn't think it was going to happen, but maybe they could have a little fun.
Smirking evilly he turned back to a very shock faced Harry and wrapped his mouth around that beautiful cock again, he could literally feel it throbbing, no matter what Harry was saying, he definitely wanted Hermione as well. He hummed appreciatively, which rewarded him another moan from his boyfriend and begin sucking in earnest. Harry's moans were soon dominating the room and his own erection was straining painfully in his pants, if he didn't release it soon, the zipper was going to be edged into his skin.
"Hmm Granger, be a dear and pleasure yourself for us, whether it's on that pillow or with your hands I don't care as long as you are coming together with Harry." He talked with his mouth full but he knew for certain that they had both understood him. Within seconds Hermione's panties and skirt were discarded on the floor and she had retaken her place on the pillow, perfectly straddling it by now. He could see the grey pillow being assaulted with fervor and sweet feminine moans were reaching his ears, it was like music. There was a huge wet spot forming on the pillow and he licked faster, using his hand to wrap around the parts that didn't fit into his mouth.
"Draco… unghh… don't stop!" Harry breathed heavily and he was gripping Draco's hair roughly, holding on for support and making sure he didn't pull away. It wouldn't be the first time that Draco made him wait.
He chuckled, he loved being needed, even if it was just for simple pleasure. "Are you ready to cum love?" He had directed the question to Harry but he laughed around Harry's cock when Hermione answered as well. It seemed she had been missing out with Weasley. He fondled Harry's balls the way he knew he liked and felt them getting tighter, he was right on the brink.
"Cum, now!" He growled and was immediately rewarded by hot spurts of cum decorating his tongue and throat. The warm liquid was swallowed neatly and he kissed the tip when he was finished. Harry was leaning fully on him now, exhausted to the bone. When he turned his head to the right he could still see Granger riding out her orgasm and the wet spot on the pillow had grown exponentially. The smell of sex in the air was suffocating and just reminded him of the raging hard on in his pants, he shifted uncomfortably to try and gain some relieve.
"You need some help with that?" It was Hermione's breathless voice that got his attention. "You mind Harry?"
He looked up to his lover and he could hear the little threats of his brain mauling around, debating whether or not he should cross that line. In Draco's opinion that line was already crossed but it didn't really matter what he was thinking right now, this was between old friends, best friends.
It really seemed that Harry was going to give in but when Hermione leaned forward and reached for Harry, he backed up faster than Dumbledore could say lemon-drop. "No!" He yelled.
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