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After Voldemort's meeting concluded, Severus followed his dark master's advice and apparated back to the cottage that he shared with Lily, er, Laima.

He also brought his double along with him.

Harriet had already fallen asleep and Lily had just finished laying her baby girl in her cot for the night when the door to the cottage opened.

Lily blinked as Severus cautiously poked his head into the entryway.

She furrowed her brow in concern as she asked him, "...Sev? What are you doing out there? Won't you come inside?"

Severus looked at Lily as if he were awaiting his own execution.

The seriousness on his pale face made her heart clench as he began to explain, "...I'm afraid there's been…...an accident…..this evening."

Severus meant to go on, but his words didn't allow him to as he made the error of rousing Lily's fear.

"An accident?! Sev, are you hurt?! What's the matter?!" She exclaimed as she hurried over to him with wide eyes.

"No, Lily, I'm not hurt." Severus quickly reassured her. He scanned over her face as he added, "However, I'm…….I'm not alone. I am…..and I'm not…...It's a difficult thing to explain."

"...What?" Lily asked as she furrowed her brow incredulously, "Sev, you're not making any sense."

"Perhaps it's better if I show you instead." Severus nodded, "Don't be alarmed, I won't let him harm you."

Lily blinked as Severus moved to the side.

Severus's double slowly walked up to stand next to him and Lily's emerald eyes widened.

"Sev…….?" She asked incredulously as Severus's double stared at her with a gaze of longing so intense that she actually felt her heart flutter in response.

Her lover's black stare melted her to her core.

It was touching that one human being would ever, could ever, care for someone that much, and the fact that someone, Severus, felt that way about her...to give her that look…..it made Lily's heart throb with joy as Severus's double stealthily slipped past him.

"Don't worry, Lily!" Severus said as loudly as he could without waking Harriet. He drew his wand as he watched his double approach her, "Don't be frightened!"

Harming Lily was the very last thing on Severus's double's mind.

Lily gasped as Severus's double swept over to her with alarming speed.

Severus pulled back his wand to fire off a curse, but he was too late.

Severus watched his double pull Lily into his arms, envelope her in his long, black robes, and dip her towards the floor for a deep, passionate kiss.

Fear soon turned to jealousy as Severus lowered his wand and scowled.

His double's kiss wasn't obscene or lascivious, it was a pure expression of the love that he felt for Lily, and that was unignorable.

Lily whimpered into his double's embrace as she returned his hungry call for her affection, drinking in the taste of her lover, purified by Voldemort's accidental gift.

Severus closed the door behind himself and crossed his arms while he impatiently waited on his double to finally relinquish their lover and return her to him.

Lily's eyes were half-lidded by the time that magical kiss ended.

Her heart felt light and her soul felt weightless.

As Severus's double gently helped her back to her feet, she wondered if she were really standing or merely hovering in the air.

"Sev……." Lily sighed. The throaty breath that left her chest caused both Severus's and his double's trousers to tighten as she brushed her long red hair out of her face and asked, "That was…...that was…..this is really you?"

"Yes, it's really me." Severus replied with a slight hint of sarcasm in his voice while his double stared at Lily as if it were the first time he had ever seen a woman before, "I became the accidental subject of a spell from the Dark Lord. He assured me that its effects will only last for a night. He lacked a task to assign to my…..me, well, us…. and at his command, I've brought my twin here to remain until he disappears."

The look that Severus's double and Lily exchanged was primitive, primal, and there was something wildly, deliciously unhinged about it that wrapped their mutual gaze in the utmost of sentiment.

Severus nearly trembled with envy as he watched them.

"I can set a pillow and blanket for him on the sofa, Lily." Severus hissed coldly, "He should be gone by morning."

Lily stayed silent while she glanced from Severus to his double.

Severus naively took her quietness for the wrong sort of disapproval.

"I can leave him outside if that makes you uncomfortable, my love?" Severus asked.

"Voldemort didn't say anything at all?" Lily asked, "About…….him?"

Severus frowned as he stared at his lover.

Lily smirked over at him while his double gazed at her as if she were the only woman alive, the only woman who had ever lived, and the only woman who would ever matter.

To Severus Snape, Lily was all of those things.

She had enjoyed a taste of two Severus's and as the three of them stood there in the seclusion of the night, she greedily decided that one little sample hadn't been enough.

Lily wanted a full meal.

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Severus had no interest in sharing Lily with anyone, not even himself, but he held her feelings in the highest regard.

When she took him by one hand and his double by the other, neither Snape protested while their beloved flower led them up the stairs to the bedroom.

Harriet slept peacefully in her cot as her Daddy cast a silencing charm around the room that he shared with her mother.

Once Severus finished, he sat on the bed beside his double and eagerly watched the show that followed.

Lily's cheeks tinted a lovely shade of flustered pink as she stripped herself in front of two staring Severus's.

Her robe came off first, button by button, then her socks……….

After her bra slipped to the floor, she placed an arm under her heavy breasts to support them.

When her creamy curves came spilling out in front of her lovers, that was when it started…...the most intense competition of Severus's life.

Lily had no need to hold herself because Severus's double attentively helped her before she could blink as he lurched forward on the bed, cradled her breasts in his skillful hands, and gazed up at her longingly.

Severus himself felt a surge of anxious jealousy shoot through his system while he leapt to his feet to vanish Lily's panties before she could protest.

Lily moaned as Severus's double latched onto the nipple that fattened under his dark gaze as Severus snaked a hand down the front of her abdomen until his fingertips found the outer petals of her womanhood.

Soft moans of gentle delight quickly drowned out the wet sounds of the kisses that Severus and his double placed along her breasts until Lily cried out as she fluttered in her lover's hand while Severus and his double left red, angry marks of need over her collarbone.

Severus thoughtfully held her legs as she twitched through her blissful peak, but his double selfishly held her breasts, which he declined to stop nursing from, even after their darling panted through her pleasure.

Severus took a hand off of Lily and physically pushed his double off of her abused nipple once a rude amount of moments had passed.

His double frowned up at him, but he licked his lips in a silent challenge.

Lily let out a little whimper of happy anticipation as her two lovers lifted her onto the bed.

Normally so gentle and tender, as she watched two sets of trailing, dark robes follow her onto the covers, Lily felt a warm surge of eagerness.

Severus Snape had stamina, she couldn't argue with that.

Lily smirked as she wondered to herself whether or not she had what it took to withstand a night with two of him?

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The room blurred.

Strands of raven-black hair, the gentle slipping of sweat over heated flesh, and the heavy breathing of those lost to passion dominated Lily's senses.

Severus and his double had relieved her of all logical thoughts. They had simultaneously succeeded in derailing their own minds as well while they glutted themselves on their beloved flower like bees desperate to suck nectar from a blossom.

Lilies were frail and delicate, but Severus Snape's Lily showed a fair amount of endurance while he and his double spent the hours exploring every centimeter of her skin, every place, every……….everything.

Severus's manhood had a pleasant curve that Lily had learned quickly to appreciate, but never before had she been fortunate enough to experience two of those pleasant sensations at once as Severus kissed her while he took her from the front and his double placed sharp love bites across her shoulders while he had her from the back.

There was a moment when it became frighteningly overwhelming.

Lily's breath hitched in her throat.

She looked up towards the ceiling, desperate to get a breath of fresh air, certain that she would either vomit or faint.

The suffocating torment only lasted for a moment.

Hands rubbing her breasts and bottom, mouths attached to her neck and collarbone, the friction moving against her insides in a way that she hadn't imagined in her naughtiest of dreams, it all caused that sensation of overwhelmingness to melt into the most intense surge of pleasure that Lily Evans had ever felt in her life.

Severus and his double's eyes widened as Lily dug her nails into them both for support as a great, primal cry left her throat.

"AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Her victorious shout was long, loud, and it left the hair on the back of Severus's neck standing straight up as his manhood pulsed inside of her.

He hadn't heard Lily make a noise like that since she had given birth to Harriet.

It thrilled him that his body, whether solely his or his and his double's, could draw such a cry from his darling.

While her bliss finally faded, Lily's thighs twitched as her nervous system sought to right itself from such an unexpected shock, but Severus and his double glanced at each other.

They waited for a breath as Lily tried to catch hers……

Another one……….

When the urge to thrust overcame them, Lily released her grip as she instinctively widened the spread of her knees and Severus glanced at his double.

In a silent affirmation that he had no intention of backing down, Severus's double gripped her bottom firmly in his hands as he began to claim their flower as his own once more.

Severus needed little encouragement to do the same with his own position, although he took hold of Lily's breasts instead.

Lily whined at first, then she whimpered as warmth pooled in her center while her merciless lovers worked to grant her wish.

Severus and his double began a silent race.

Who would be the one to draw the next deep cry from Lily's throat?

It was a sound that both Severus and his double would do anything to hear~.

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Close to dawn, Lily collapsed onto the pillows with a sigh of mortal fatigue as her eyes closed and her soaked body slipped against the sheets.

She hadn't felt that exhausted after she had birthed Harriet.

Severus and his double watched their flower fall asleep instantly after their intense night together concluded, although the two of them laid on either side of her while they gently stroked her hair and watched her in quiet fascination.

Eventually, Severus gave into his own exhaustion and drifted off to sleep as well.

When he opened his eyes again, the sunlight peeked through the curtains and he found himself alone with Lily.

Severus breathed a sigh of silent relief as he pulled his sleeping lover close to him and nuzzled into her nest of soft, crimson tresses while he rested a moment longer.

Lily slept with a smile of contentment on her face.

Although Severus had been glad that Voldemort's mistake could bring his beloved so much enjoyment, he felt elated that the night had ended.

He had only shared Lily with himself, but that hadn't changed who he was or how he thought.

Lily Evans belonged to Severus Snape and Severus Snape indulged in the bad habit of being a very selfish man at times.

Watching his double make love to his flower had been one of those times.

It had taken every ounce of self-control that Severus possessed not to have blasted his double out of the room.