Hey everyone! I'm back with a Valentine's Day special! This chapter in no way has anything to do with the plot, so feel free to skip it. I'm working on the real next chapter as we speak, since I'm home sick today. I am super sorry that things have been slow on my end, but I've just been really busy!
Hope you enjoy!
Warning: Sexual Content
Of Sin and Smoke Valentine's Day Special.
Hermione hadn't thought much of it. The loving glances, the soft touches. It was totally normal between the three of them. Hell, it was normal for James as well, even though his were more brotherly in a sense, rather than romantic. But still. Hermione hadn't been expecting any of this. After a long study session in the Library, Hermione had gone back to her room with the intentions of a nice, hot bath, and getting into bed until her boys would come snuggle with her.
However, that is not at all what she got.
Upon entering her room, a shower of pink, red, and white confetti sprinkled down on her, getting caught in her hair. She thought it was a prank, before she saw her mates sitting at a candle lit table.
"What's this?" She asked, as she brushed the confetti off of her clothes.
"Just a nice dinner, dear. We'd thought we'd treat you. It is Valentine's Day, afterall." Sirius told her, with a grin on his face.
It is? Hermione asked herself. Once she went through her mental calendar, she realized that yes, it was indeed Valentine's Day. Hermione hadn't really had a Valentine before. Unless you count Ronald, which she didn't. Not anymore, at least.
Plus all of the hearts floating around and girls acting like they were on crack totally made sense now.
"Well, I forgot to get you both Valentine's presents. Things have been so crazy lately, I-"
"No worries, 'Mione. We weren't expecting anything. Today is for us to pamper you, really." Remus grinned, standing from the table. He took her books and her bag and set them down on her desk, while Sirius lead her over to sit at the table.
"We're going to eat dinner, then you are going to take a bath with us. And we are going to give you massages. You've been working really hard, and we just want to make sure you know that we...care about you." Sirius told her, as he sat her down in a chair.
Both boys sat next to her, and each took turns feeding her different dishes. It was a little embarrassing, Hermione didn't like to feel like a baby. But she was going to humor them, since she did forget to get them presents.
"Oh, is this baked alaska?" Hermione moaned around a mouth full. Baked alaska was her favorite dessert, and she'd only had it one time before.
"Made by yours truly." Remus grinned, swiping some cream off of the corner of her mouth. He stuck his thumb in his mouth to suck it off, and glanced at Sirius.
"I didn't know you could cook." Hermione said, once she had gotten over the taste.
"Only certain dishes. I'm no expert, but I like to help my mom out in the kitchen sometimes." Remus shrugged sheepishly.
"Alright, alright, we get it. Remus is perfect." Sirius pouted.
"So are you." Remus told Sirius, holding up a spoonful of baked alaska to the other male. Sirius ate it, and moaned in turn.
"Alright, enough moaning. Bath time." Remus commanded, standing from his chair. Hermione grabbed the plate of baked alaska as she stood, taking it with her to the bathroom.
Sirius gave Remus a sideways glance. "Trying to win her over with sweets?" Sirius teased.
"Not at all." Remus remarked, giving his mate a chaste kiss.
"Come on!" Hermione yelled from the other room.
"That witch." Sirius shook his head with a playful sigh.
Sirius went into the bathroom while Remus called for a house elf to vanish the table.
Hermione was already naked and running the bath water by the time Sirius had gotten in there.
"I like the expansion." Hermione told him, as she ran her eyes over the extended bathtub. It seemed that they had made it larger to fit all three of them.
"Well I'm not sure we can keep it this way forever, but definitely can make it this way anytime you want to bathe with us." Sirius told her, as he pulled his shirt off over his head.
Hermione took a moment to rake her eyes over Sirius' form. She always appreciated how in shape he was. Quidditch did wonders for the boys body.
"When was the last time we had sex?" Hermione asked bluntly, as she watched Sirius step out of his pants and boxers.
"A couple of weeks." He shrugged, as he stepped up to her. He pulled her into his arms, and Hermione felt breathless at the press of his warm skin against hers. "You've been really busy, love." Sirius reminded her, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
"It's been too long." She breathed out, her hands trailing softly over his back.
"Agreed." Remus called from the doorway. He picked up Sirius' clothes, and folded them, placing them on the counter. "I swear I pick up after you more than any house elf does." He shook his head, finally moving on to take off his own clothing.
"It's because you love me." Sirius grinned, turning the two of them so he could look at Remus.
"You're not wrong." Remus shook his head, as his socks came off.
That was the first time Hermione had heard the 'L' word between the two of them. She'd never heard them say it, but she figured it must be true.
"It's been way too long since we've see this arse, aye, Remus." Sirius grinned, as he grasped Hermione's cheeks in his hands.
"Hey, no touching of the goods without permission." Hermione told him sternly, smacking at his arms.
Sirius laughed, and rested his arms at his waist once more. "I'm just saying." He told her with the shake of his head.
"Alright, in the tub." Remus told them.
Hermione sort of liked Remus acting more dominant. He was usually the one that listened to Sirius, mostly because he was the more caring of the two. Not to say Sirius didn't care, but Remus was more likely to do something for her without a word, than Sirius was.
The three of them sank into the tub, Sirius sitting behind Hermione, and Remus sitting in front of her. Remus's hands were on her feet, rubbing into the pressure points, while Sirius was rubbing out the knots in her shoulders.
Hermione did her best to keep her moans and groans trapped inside of her, but she wasn't doing too well. The whole thing just felt way too good.
"We need to do this more often." She spoke, as she closed her eyes.
"I'm completely okay with that." Sirius confirmed.
Remus's fingers were massaging her calf muscles, and Sirius's hands were going down her back. She felt like she was in heaven. She had almost fallen asleep. She didn't know how long it had been, but by the time she had opened her eyes once more, her fingers were pruney. Not that she minded it that much. It was just apart of life, becoming a prune.
Hermione hadn't really noticed when things turned a bit more sexual. She was really too caught up in feeling good, that she hadn't automatically noticed that she was feeling good. Her back arched against Sirius' chest as his fingers delicately traced circles around her clit, his other hand massaging her breast as she seemed to come back into focus.
"There she is." He whispered into her ear, his teeth nibbling on the lobe.
"We lost you for a bit." Remus mused, his hands now caressing her thighs under the water.
"Sorry." Hermione whispered, her hands clutching at Sirius' thighs as her back arched once more. A moan escaped her lips, and closed her eyes.
"Open your eyes, Hermione." Remus hummed, leaning over to kiss her lips gently.
Hermione did as she said, and she let out a shaky breath.
Remus kissed down her neck and then sat back, just watching. Hermione locked eyes with him as another moan escaped her lips. She wanted to close her eyes and revel in the feel. She wanted to arch her back and just let Sirius slip inside of her, but she didn't.
She was entranced by Remus' eyes, glowing gold. He licked his lips, and she licked hers in turn. She watched, as he watched Sirius's hands on her body. Her toes curled, and she rutted against Sirius' hand looking for more friction, but Sirius just pulled his hand away, and tutted at her softly.
Her body felt hot, with Remus' eyes, and Sirius' hands on her. She just wanted to be fucked more than anything in that moment. She was usually the one to tease and hold out until they couldn't take it anymore, but this was completely different. She felt the need to just sink down and ride Remus until he was screaming her name, and she, his.
Hermione tugged Sirius' hands away from her body, and stood. She got out of the tub, but didn't bother drying off as she made her way into the bedroom. The two boys were following after her quickly, and Hermione pushed Remus onto the bed as soon as he was in arms length. She sunk down onto his cock, groaning at the stretch. It had been way too long since the last time they had done this.
She placed her hands on his chest to steady herself as she rode him, his hands gripping her hips tightly to help her move. The only sounds in the room were the resonating smacks of skin against skin, and her loud moans as he thrusted up into her deeply. She could feel his fingers bruising her hips, but she couldn't care. It would only be a reminder of this night, until they went away. She could feel her orgasm building up inside of her quickly, and she began babbling incoherently as a hand began rubbing at her clit.
She had forgotten about Sirius, in all honesty, until he had began touching her again. Her lips met his in a sloppy kiss as her orgasm crashed over her in waves, and Remus continued pounding into her until his own orgasm hit, releasing his seed inside of her.
Hermione panted, as she rolled off of Remus and into Sirius's arms. She soon found Remus on her other side, the two of them cuddling into her. Once she had caught her breath, she leaned up to kiss Sirius once more.
"Your turn?" She asked, sheepishly, cocking her head to the side.
"If you insist." He told her, waggling his eyebrows.
They hadn't ever taken turns like this before. It was always the three of them together, and not just two of them while one watched. It was a nice change of pace, but Hermione really loved it when they were all together.
Sirius rolled on top of her, and sunk in, burying his face in her neck as he bottomed out. He breathed in her scent deeply, his hands caressing her thighs, and pulling her legs up to wrap around his waist.
Remus watched his mates with a cocked head. He had a great enjoyment of watching his mates please each other, he really did. The whole thing overwhelmed him and he had a yearning to touch himself while watching them when it happened.
However, this was different. Sirius' thrusts were slow and deep. Hermione's face was relaxed, and she was petting his hair. Her lips would only change into a small 'o' as he bottomed out in her. It was an act of love, and not just sex. Remus could see that. He loved it. He loved them. He was so lucky to have two mates that cared about each other. He was lucky that they weren't the jealous type, and argued for his attention. No, they seemed to want each other just as much as they wanted him.
Remus stayed in his spot, just watching them. This was a moment for them, and not him. He didn't mind it. He and Sirius made love pretty frequently, unless they were in a hurry, then it was just a quick fuck. Remus hadn't had the chance for something like this with Hermione yet, but he knew his time would come.
Sirius' lips were pressed to Hermione's neck, as he whispered sweet nothings to her. Her hands in his hair felt lovely. Sirius understood now why Remus preferred making love, even if it was a task that took much longer. Of course, Sirius loved anything Remus gave to him, but being able to show the love through slow hip movements felt amazing. He felt amazing.
He could feel Hermione's walls tightening around him, and he groaned into her neck, willing himself to keep the slow pace as she hit her orgasm. The added tightness was all he needed, and he came into her with a low groan, his hips stilling. He held onto her for a few more minutes before giving her a kiss on the head and pulling out, turning to look at Remus with a grin.
"Happy Valentine's Day, guys." Hermione told the both of them with a grin.
"Happy Valentine's Day."
