Saturday
HPOV
I was sitting on my bed wrapped in a towel, staring at the emerald box sitting on my dresser. Malfoy had dropped it off yesterday while I was at work, and I hadn't looked at it yet.
It wasn't that I didn't think they had enough taste to pick a beautiful dress, but more because it seemed like such an extravagent gift for our first date.
Merlin. A date. A date with my two best friends.
But this is what I wanted.
Though I wouldn't mind if the butterflies raging around in my stomach would calm some.
I stood from the bed, walking over to the dresser and pulling the black ribbon from the box. With a sigh I lifted the lid and -
Oh my goodness.
I lifted the gown from the box, the fine, red silk flowing down to the floor.
It was beautiful.
I was pretty surprised that it wasn't green, but I thought it was cute that they hadn't chosen green.
I took a deep breath, dropping the towel and stepping into the dress. The material was soft against my skin, the material hugging my curves until it swept the floor.
Wow.
I looked at myself in the mirror, surprised how elegant I looked in the dress.
"Need a hand with the zipper?"
I jumped slightly, unaware that Malfoy and Blaise had already floo'd over.
"Please." I nodded, watching Malfoy through the mirror, "It's a beautiful dress."
He smirked, stepping behind me to slide the zipper up my back. He kept eye contact with me the entire time, and when he had completely zipped the dress, he pressed his body against mine, his lips dropping to press light kisses to my exposed shoulder.
"It's not nearly as lovely as you."
I felt my cheeks heat at the comment, my eyes dropping away from his in the mirror, "Who picked it?"
"I did." said Blaise, who was leaning against the doorframe to my bedroom.
"He wanted it green, though." said Malfoy, "I said you'd like red better."
At that I laughed, some of the tension leaving my shoulders as I said, "You were right. I fully expected it to be green, though."
"We're full of surprises." he murmured, pressing one more kiss to my shoulder before stepping back and holding his hand out for Blaise. He smiled and came over, pulling a long, rectangular box from his suit jacket.
"What is that?" I asked, eyebrow raised.
They both ignored me, Blaise opening the box to reveal a beautiful white-gold diamond necklace.
"You two are both completely mad." I said, shaking my head as I took a step back from them, "There's no way I'm accepting that."
"You don't like it?" asked Blaise, " I -"
"Are you daft?" I chuckled, "It's absolutely gorgeous, but it's entirely too much. This is...all of this is enough."
Draco smirked and took a step toward me, his fingers sliding under my chin so he could tilt my face up towards him, "Trust me, love, it's not nearly enough yet."
DPOV
Granger looked fucking stunning. The dress clung to her curves - hell, it looked like she'd been poured into the damn thing - the majority of her back exposed, the front modest, with off-the-shoulder sleeves that went to her wrists.
I made a mental note to thank Blaise later for picking the perfect dress for her.
"You can't just..." she sighed softly, closing her eyes for a brief moment, "You can't just say things like that."
I smirked, Blaise was the one to respond, "You'd better get used to that, love. He's got quite the knack for it."
A small smile graced her lips before she said, "I should've guessed. You always had quite the mouth back in school."
Blaise laughed, but in that moment she was it. She was looking up at me, that fucking look that she rarely gave me, and I just kissed her.
Blaise and I had agreed that we wouldn't really do anything with her until after dinner, after she said she wanted this.
But surely he didn't really expect me to have been able to stop myself. I - we - had wanted this for so long, it seemed silly to continue waiting.
Especially since Granger really seemed to like the idea. Even if she wasn't quite ready to admit it to us yet.
Her lips were soft, and when I slid my free hand to the small of her back - her bare back - she gasped, her hands coming to rest on my chest. I took the moment to my advantage and teased my tongue along hers, the feel of her hands tightening on my jacket proof she was enjoying herself.
Thank fuck.
I felt Blaise move around me, standing behind her before -
"Oh!" she gasped softly, her eyes slightly wide as Blaise began placing soft kisses to her neck and shoulder, his hands on her waist.
"Too much, cara?" he murmured against her skin, not pausing in his ministrations.
I hated when he called me Italian pet names, but for some reason hearing him do it with her was sexy.
She shook her head, "No."
Her cheeks were pink, but she allowed me to pull her back into the kiss. I moved the hand I'd had at her chin to her hair, tugging her closer.
"Hey!" she groaned, "That's so not fair guys."
She side stepped both of us, her hand resting lightly against the necklace Blaise had managed to get on her.
"Nice one, mate." I chuckled, high fiving him.
"As if you expect me to believe you weren't in on it."
"I was a bit preoccupied, Granger." I said with a smirk, "This was all Zabini."
"Sneaky snakes." she said with an eye roll, grabbing her purse from her dresser, "Let's go; we're going to be late."
BPOV
After finally convincing Hermione to enter the restaurant, she actually seemed to be enjoying herself.
"I don't think I've ever been somewhere this nice." she said, watching as a few couples moved on the dance floor.
"We'd take you somewhere this nice everyday, cara." I said, placing my hand over hers on the table.
She shook her head, a smile on her face as she said, "I know that. You've offered before all...this." she said, waving her free hand in the air lightly.
"What are you scared of, Granger?" asked Draco, his tone surprisingly softer than usual.
Her cheeks were that lovely shade of pink again as she tried to come up with a response.
"I...what makes you think I'm scared of something?"
She pulled her hand away from mine, using it to push a stray curl from her face as she looked at Draco.
"If you weren't we would've done this ages ago."
She rolled her eyes, "I didn't even know -"
"If you expect either of us to believe that you didn't think about us together then you're daft." he said with a smirk.
She said nothing, instead turning her attention back to the couples dancing.
"You two just seem perfect for each other." she said, still not looking at us, "It seems ridiculous to think that adding someone - even me - would be a good idea. How am I supposed to compare to -"
"No ones comparing you, Granger. If you opened your eyes you'd see that we look at you the same way." he said, his tone taking on that slightly irritating quality it got when he was annoyed.
Her eyes widened, looking first to him and then to me.
"What?"
Before either of us could say anything, someone was calling Draco's name.
Oii, fucking Astoria.
HPOV
"Draco, darling, how lovely to see you!"
Astoria Greengrass was as beautiful as ever, her husband - whose name I couldn't remember for the life of me - was just as handsome as he stood a bit further away from us.
"Hello, Astoria." said Malfoy, rising from the table to hug her. "Hello, Aster." he said, nodding to her husband.
I looked to Blaise, who was very subtly clenching his teeth, but when he noticed me staring at him, he forced a smile and leaned toward me.
"You'd think a married woman would flirt a little less." he whispered.
I smiled, glancing over at them before saying, "I take it you don't approve."
"You're a smart one, cara." he said with a genuine smile, tapping my temple lightly.
"Oh my, Blaise sure does look comfortable."
I pulled away from him, looking to Astoria and Malfoy, trying to keep the blush from my cheeks.
"You're one to talk about comfortable, Greengrass." he shot back, resting his hand over mine on the table.
Astoria narrowed her eyes and said something to Malfoy before rejoining her husband so they could leave.
"It's always going to be a fight, isn't it?" asked Malfoy, taking his seat again.
"As long as she's breathing." said Blaise with a laugh.
Malfoy rolled his eyes, but it was clear he wasn't really annoyed.
Our waiter brought our food a few minutes later, and it looked as good as I thought it would.
"Is there really a story I don't know about?" I asked.
The two shared a look before Malfoy said, "I would hook up with Astoria when Blaise and I were broken up over the years. They're both a bit cross about it."
"A bit cross about it?" countered Blaise, eyebrow raised, "She nearly humps your leg every time she sees you."
"She does not -"
Before Malfoy could finish I interrupted loudly, "I feel like I'm sitting in on a private conversation and this is getting really awkward."
They both looked at me, but I focused on my food.
Hopefully they'd do the same.
DPOV
"The only other person you need to worry about me wanting to fuck, is Granger." I said, resting my hand on his leg.
He smirked, leaning forward to press a quick kiss to my lips. I looked to Granger, and bloody hell she was biting her lip and watching us.
"So, Granger, I'm sure you're dying to tell us about what dastardly deeds Kingsley came up with this week."
She laughed, shaking her head as she said, "It was a surprisingly slow week."
"It did seem to drag on." murmured Blaise.
She managed to get us to shut up long enough for her to start eating dessert before we started pressing her on what she thought about all this. She hadn't really said much on the subject, but it had certainly seemed like she'd enjoyed the kiss.
"What are you thinking?" I asked, taking a sip of my scotch.
She looked between the two of us before focusing on her torte. She seemed to be debating something in her mind before she looked back up at us, a slight smirk on her face.
"I'll tell you in the morning."
I was a bit surprised that she'd said that, but I couldn't stop the smile - and apparently neither could Blaise - from spreading across my face.
"I suppose we could wait that long, couldn't we, Zabini?" I asked, looking to him.
He nodded, "It's doable."
She smirked, "I'm going to assume both of you have done this before?"
"Date the same woman?" I asked, eyebrow raised.
She shook her head, her cheeks flushing a bit as she said, "Erm, no, I meant sleep with."
"A few." admitted Blaise, "Just means we know what we're doing." he added with a wink.
Salazar, could we leave yet?
BPOV
"You two sure do talk a big talk."
Draco and I shared a smirk before I said, "We assure you we can back it up."
It seemed like she'd relaxed, she was acting more herself - just as I'd expected - and she was flirting with us.
There was no way this wasn't going to work. She'd well proved she was a kinky witch.
As Draco payed the check, Hermione asked, "Drinks back at mine?"
I shook my head, offering my hand to her as I stood, "We'll go to ours. We already set it up."
"More surprises?" she asked with a groan, linking her arm through mine as we trailed behind Draco who'd gone to get our coats.
"A few." I admitted unapologetically.
She rolled her eyes but said nothing, instead thanking Draco for her coat.
By the time we made it back to our flat I could tell Draco was buzzing.
The sexual tension was palpable.
"What does everyone want? Champagne, Mi?"
She nodded, a smile on her face as she took a seat on our couch, kicking her shoes into the corner.
"Scotch."
I nodded, grabbing the drinks from the kitchen before joining them back in the living room. I chose to sit on the opposite side of her, reaching behind her to hand Draco his drink.
"So how's your evening going so far?" he asked her.
"Pleasantly normal." she said with a chuckle. "It's not as...weird as I thought."
"Even with what comes next?" challenged Draco, smirking at her.
"It seems like I should be excited, no? You two really hyped yourselves up." she said, smirking right back at him. She'd definitely picked up the skill from him.
"Is she challenging us, Zabini?"
"It sure sounds like it, love." I tsked, twirling one of her curls around my fingers.
She rolled her eyes and took a sip of her drink, but she couldn't quite hide the blush that tinted her cheeks.
"Is this what you want, Granger?"
HPOV
I had realized that I wanted to see where this could go - pushing my logical brain aside - I couldn't deny the idea of a threesome was...enticing.
"Sleeping with the two of you?" I joked with a smile.
He smiled but shook his head, "You know that's not what I meant."
I smirked, deciding that I wasn't about to act like some virginal, innocent princess.
"I told you I'd tell you in the morning." I said, lifting my dress enough so I could straddle Malfoy's lap.
His hands immediately went to my waist, his eyes slightly wide, as if he were surprised.
"Fair enough." he murmured, his eyes locked on my lips as I leaned forward, my hands resting on his shoulders.
I brushed my lips against his lightly, pulling back when he leaned forward to deepen the kiss.
He growled lightly, his fingers digging into my hips as he warned, "Granger,"
I didn't let him continue, instead pressing my lips firmly against his, my tongue sliding into his mouth easily.
Kissing Malfoy was overwhelming. His hands explored my body while his tongue explored my mouth. He slid both his hands to my arse, pulling me more firmly against him and -
"Malfoy," I groaned, the only thing separating his hard cock from my clit were his slacks and my lacy panties.
He continued rhythmically moving my hips over his, the steady friction slowly driving me insane while he pressed heavy, open mouthed kisses to my neck and dress-clad breasts.
"You're so fucking beautiful." he murmured against my skin, capturing my lips in another kiss a moment later before glancing to Blaise, "Isn't she?"
I looked over at him too, my stomach clenching at at the sight.
Blaise Zabini, his gorgeous cock out on full display, in his hand.
"You're both beautiful."
He was literally getting off to watching his boyfriend - Malfoy - doing this to me.
"You two are sinful."
DPOV
I smirked up at Granger, "You really don't know the half of it, love."
She felt bloody perfect on my lap, and my cock was aching to be buried inside her.
I tugged her back into the kiss, her fingers in my hair tightening, forcing me to buck my hips up into hers, drawing a rather lovely moan from her.
I moved one hand from her arse up to her breasts, roughly tweaking first one, then the other nipple. Her moans spurred me on, and I had to force myself not to just rip her dress off when she began tugging at my tie.
Once she'd tossed it behind her she went to work on my buttons, pausing every so often when I bit a particularly sensitive spot on her neck or pinched her nipple a bit harder.
Once she'd pushed the shirt from my shoulders I moved my hands to her dress, helping her tug her arms out of it so I could pull it down, exposing her breasts.
I immediately leaned forward, using my hand on her back to push her toward me, and began kissing and licking her breasts.
She moaned, her nails digging into my chest as she continued grinding into me without my guidance.
"Please," she said softly, and when I looked up she was staring at Blaise, "Come here."
I groaned, attacking her breasts again, smirking at the sharp gasp that left her pouty lips.
I felt the couch shift and knew Blaise was kneeling beside me, one of his hands tangling into her hair to tug her into a kiss, the other squeezing between our bodies, his fingers clearly - if her moans were of any indication - stroking her clit, while the back of his hand rubbed against my painfully hard cock.
I looked at him, a small smirk on my face as I yanked him down into a kiss before murmuring bastard against his lips.
He smiled, kissing Granger again as I returned to her breasts.
"Oh gods." she moaned, her thighs beginning to clench around me.
"Are you going to come for us, love?" I asked, smacking her arse and leaning forward to murmur against her ear, "I fucking love when your legs shake."
"Fuck," she hissed, her back arching and her thighs shaking as she came undone.
Blaise removed his hand, licking his fingers as he looked at the two of us with hooded eyes.
"Bedroom." I grunted, lifting Granger from the couch as I headed for our room.
I dropped her onto the middle of the bed, immediately turning around and yanking Blaise forward into a kiss. His hands found my belt, unbuckling it before he pulled away from me, looking behind me to Granger.
I turned too, the sight of her, dress pulled down to her waist, skin flushed, eyes bright, forced me right back to her.
"Did she taste sweet, Blaise?" I asked, pushing the skirt of her dress up her legs to expose a lacy pair of dark green panties.
He nodded, moving to sit with his back against the headboard, pulling her to sit between his open legs, her back against his chest.
"Very." he murmured, moving his hands to her knees and spreading them for me to lay between.
"I'm surprised these are green, Granger." I said, placing a few light kisses to the insides of her thighs and over her panties.
"I thought you might like them."
BPOV
"We'd like them better on the floor at this point, cara."
She chuckled lightly, lifting her hips to help Draco slide them from her legs.
Once they were gone Draco began placing soft kisses to her pussy, his tongue flicking out every so often to tease her clit. Meanwhile I toyed with her breasts and kissed whatever bits of skin I could reach.
Hermione wound one arm back, wrapping it around my neck to kiss me, her other hand tangling in Draco's hair, holding him against her.
Gods this was so much better than I could've imagined.
Her legs began to shake, and she broke away from the kiss, a string of incoherent words leaving her lips as Draco continued eating her.
"You're so fucking wet, Granger." he groaned, sliding his middle finger into her and -
"I'm going to come - oh my gods - fuck!"
She was moaning, her arse grinding against my cock as she squirmed. Draco didn't ease up on his assault either, instead choosing to continue flicking his tongue along her clit, drawing out her orgasm to almost painful.
"Please, please, please, I can't!" she gasped, one hand in Draco's hair, the other on my thigh.
"Of course you can, cara." I murmured, toying with her nipples as Draco's tongue continued to move over her slick folds.
His hands were holding her thighs open, eating her cunt like a man starved and fucking hell I wanted to watch him fuck her.
"I-oh- I'm coming again." she gasped, arching up so that her breasts were pressed more firmly into my hands.
He slowly kissed his way up her stomach, pressing a kiss to her lips and then mine, the taste of her immediately invading my senses.
Suddenly he grunted, and I opened my eyes to see her hand down his pants.
"Is she stroking your cock, love?"
He nodded stiffly and said, "Fuck yeah she is."
"How does it feel?
He looked back to me, a slight smirk on his face as he said, "Not as good as I'm sure her cunt will feel."
"Would you like Draco to fuck you, cara?" I asked, still toying with her breasts.
"Yes," she nodded, pushing Draco's pants from his hips.
Draco looked over her to me, the question in his eyes clear.
"Get on your hands and knees, Mi. Facing me."
Draco moved back a bit as she shifted, his eyes sliding to her arse.
I didn't blame him.
She was perfect.
I slid my fingers under her chin, tilting her face up so she was looking at me, "This way Draco can assure himself that I'm fine with this."
His cheeks heated and Hermione smiled, "And I can do this."
She used one of her hands to stroke my cock, before leaning forward and taking me into her mouth.
"Fucking hell," I groaned, moving one hand to tangle in her hair, "You're so fucking good at that."
I felt her chuckle around my cock, her hand still pumping in time with her mouth. I looked over at Draco and found his eyes already on me, a small smirk on his face.
"Enjoying yourself, Zabini?"
I choked out a laugh, looking down at Hermione before saying, "So much."
HPOV
"Oh gods."
Malfoy was slowly pushing into me, and even though I tried to focus on Blaise I couldn't. It had been at least a year since I'd slept with anyone, and gods I missed the feeling.
"Fucking hell you're so tight, Granger." he grunted, his fingers digging into my hips as he seated himself completely.
Blaise tilted my face up, capturing my lips in a kiss as Malfoy began a slow, steady rhythm. Malfoy moved one hand from my hip to my arse as he began to speed up his thrusts, his cock hitting that perfect spot that had my legs beginning to shake.
"Are you making her come already?" asked Blaise, a small smile on his face as he looked over at Malfoy, who laughed a bit breathlessly.
"I don't know. Am I, love?" he asked, leaning forward so his chest was pressed against my back. He bit my shoulder, soothing the slight sting with his tongue, Blaise's hands on my breasts again.
"Yes," I gasped, "Oh my gods, I -"
And then I was coming.
On Draco Malfoy's cock.
My best friend's cock.
"Fucking hell," groaned Malfoy, "Your cunt is so tight, Granger." He stilled inside me, placing light kisses to my back and shoulder as I tried to catch my breath, my head resting on Blaise's thigh, his hand stroking my hair.
"You're not tired yet, are you, cara?" teased Blaise, the smile evident in his voice.
I laughed, forcing myself back up onto my hands, "Not a chance."
He tugged me forward into a brief kiss before Malfoy pulled out of me, swatting my bum before pushing me to move forward.
"My turn." said Blaise, smiling as he pulled me onto his lap.
I turned my head to look at Malfoy, tugging him forward by his hand to kiss him.
He tangled both his hands in my hair, his tongue sliding against mine as Blaise slowly lowered me onto his cock.
"Ride me, cara." he murmured, one of his hands leaving my hip to toy with my breasts.
I began doing what he asked, the sensations quickly becoming too much, so I pulled away from Malfoy to drop my hands onto Blaise's chest.
"You're stunning." he murmured, his eyes holding mine as he began lifting his hips from the bed, meeting my thrusts.
Gods, why hadn't we done this sooner?
I closed my eyes, my head falling back as I felt my orgasm closing in on me. How many had that been tonight? Three? Four?
There was no hope of me keeping track at this point.
DPOV
Watching Blaise fuck her was a thousand times more erotic than I ever imagined it being. Granger's breasts bounced each time he thrust up against her, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth as she slid one hand to her clit. Blaise was watching where they were joined, that little crease he got in his brow when he was focused on something intently.
I moved to kneel beside them, pushing her fingers aside and replacing them with my own. The action pulled a moan from her, her eyes meeting mine before dropping to my cock. She reached forward, taking my cock in her hand and stroking me to the same tempo she had with Blaise.
"Are you close, Granger?" I asked, taking her hair in my hand and pulling it back, forcing her to look at the ceiling.
"She certainly likes that." groaned Blaise, his eyes now shut.
I smirked, speeding up the fingers on her clit as I watched her face, "I asked you a question, love."
"Yes!" she gasped, her hand tightening around my cock as her orgasm hit her.
"Fuck!" cursed Blaise, "Warn a guy next time."
She let out a breathless chuckle, "Sorry."
I released her hair, instead tugging her forward into a kiss.
I trailed a hand down her back, between her arse cheeks, "Has anyone ever touched you here, Granger?"
She groaned and bit her lip, nodding her head, "Yes, but it's been a while."
Blaise pulled her forward, her arse on full display for me. Gathering some of her wetness, I pressed a finger against her tight hole. Blaise slowly began rocking against her, murmuring soft words to her in Italian that I couldn't really understand.
As I eased a finger into her, she moaned, biting Blaise's shoulder - a bit hard if his grunt was of any indication.
"Does it feel good, cara?" he asked, one hand in her hair, the other on her waist, as I moved my finger in time with his thrusts.
"So good." she murmured, pushing back against us.
I cast a wandless lubrication spell before adding a second finger, curving them to hit -
"Malfoy," she groaned, her walls clenching around my fingers, "Please just fuck me."
I smirked, looking at Blaise over his shoulder, eyebrow raised.
"Have you ever done this before, Mi?" he asked, tugging her up to look at him.
She shook her head, but continued rocking against his cock and my fingers.
"Are you sure you -"
"Malfoy, please." she groaned, turning her head to look at me, "Please just fuck me."
I slid my arm across her chest, yanking her up into a kiss, my hand lightly wrapped around her neck.
She moaned against my mouth when I sped up my fingers, Blaise taking the cue and speeding up his thrusts.
"I think I'd like to see you come like this, Granger." I murmured against her lips.
"Fucking hell, she is coming, love." chuckled Blaise, slowing his thrusts as I pulled my fingers from her and moved behind her.
"Lean forward, love." I said, lightly pushing against her back.
She did as I asked, her chest pressed against Blaise's.
"Tell me us if it's too much." I said, casting another lubrication charm before slowly sliding my cock into her tight hole.
BPOV
Hermione gasped, her pussy tightening around me.
"Relax, cara. We're going to make you feel so good; you just have to let us."
"So...intense." she groaned, one hand tangled in the sheets by my head, the other digging into Draco's hip.
Intense wasn't even the word. She was so fucking tight, and with Draco in her arse, I could feel him against my cock.
I looked over her shoulder at him, his hair hanging in his face, cheeks that adorable pink.
We began moving, slowly at first, giving her time to adjust to the feeling. Draco leaned over her, capturing my lips in a kiss, before he rested his forehead against her shoulder.
"How does it feel?" he murmured, his hand winding between us to stroke her clit.
She squeezed her eyes closed, a small squeal escaping her before she groaned, "So good. Please move faster."
Draco and I shared a look, both smirking before we picked up the pace, pounding into her. Her moans just continued to get louder, incoherent words tumbling from her lips.
And fucking Salazar I was close.
"We're both rather close," grunted Draco, his smoldering gaze meeting mine, "And I think we'd both like you to come with us. Do you think you can do that, love?"
She nodded, and a few seconds later she was dragging both of us over the edge with her.
Draco dropped forward, pressing his chest against her back, the weight of both of them only slightly suffocating.
I turned my head slightly to check the time: 3:30 am.
Damn.
"Malfoy, get off me." mumbled Hermione, wiggling between the two of us, "I can't breathe."
He chuckled, pulling out of her and rolling to his side of the bed. She also rolled off me, reaching over him to grab his wand, casting a contraceptive spell.
She tossed the wand back onto the nightstand, dropping her head onto a pillow and closing her eyes.
"Do you think we broke her, mate?" asked Draco, smiling between the two of us.
"I think my body's jelly." she said, a small smile on her face, but her eyes were still closed.
"Good." I said, pushing a few curls from her face.
Draco turned on his side to face her, and I did the same on her other side.
"You know it's technically morning, Granger." he said, nudging her arm with a smile.
She laughed, opening her eyes to look between us, "I think that you both know exactly what I'm going to say."
"True." he admitted, unapologetic as always.
"But we'd love to hear you say it, cara."
"Obviously I'm willing to give this - us - a shot." she said, her cheeks tinting a light pink.
Draco and I looked at each other, the same stupid smile on his face that I'm sure I had on mine.
"Good, because I don't think Draco would've let you go."
She laughed, looking to him with a raised eyebrow, "Is that so?"
He shrugged noncommittally, a small smile on his face as he said, "Anything's possible."
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