Draco POV

Theo didn't get tired of telling me how good her lips felt and I couldn't get tired of hearing about it. I dreamed about it, craved it in a way that no amount of blow jobs or tight arseholes could cure. I was jealous of course, but I'd given him permission to do it again, to do anything she would allow if I wasn't around. If all I could get were stories of her as I fucked Theo then perhaps it would be enough. Even as he stroked us, he mumbled in my ear about vanilla, and when he fisted my hair, I imagined it was her hands. I wanted all the fantasies he told me about. I wanted to watch him fuck her, taste her, please her. I could swear that the jealousy I felt when I thought about them touching each other only made me want it more. It had been nearly a week since the match and I was getting anxious about his lack of motivation.

"She's sucking on one of those gods damn quills again."

When I spoke, Granger's eyes wandered to mine in the library for the dozenth time even though I knew she couldn't hear our words. It was like she reacted simply to the tenor of my voice. The quill dropped from her mouth. We'd been following her every day. It was subtle. No one else would even notice, but she noticed. She always noticed and the sparks on her skin were evidence of it. It also didn't escape our notice that she was carrying around that damn book. She sucked on the quill again, her gaze not faltering from mine.

Fuck. I imaged her wrapping those lips around my cock in the same way and I gripped Theo's thigh under the table with a bit more desperation than I intended. It was only my intention to signal him to my need and to feel contact to someone. I was on the edge of agony. If I thought bruises and scars and punches caused pain, it was nothing compared to aching for her.

"Draco," Theo moaned quietly in equal want and worry, drawing my attention to him. His hand came down on mine and I couldn't help myself, I slid my hand further up while his eyes widened.

I had always been the one to show restraint in public and I knew he worried about me. It's not that I had anything against going public. I didn't care if everyone knew that I wanted another man. It wasn't a tawdry thing in wizard society. The problem was that he wanted it to be as something more than what we were and I didn't want to break Theo any more than I already had. If I couldn't give him all of me and all of her, it wouldn't be enough. We would get Granger first. Once we had Granger, then I could be sure that he had everything he ever deserved, not just broken pieces of me. He said it was enough, but it wasn't, not for Theo and not for me.

He blushed at the movement of my hand. Theo never blushed. It was beautiful. He looked as wonderful in the fire light of the library with the blush on his cheeks as he had in that beam of sunlight. It was late and the library was practically empty. There were only 3 other students present other than Granger, 7th years that had later curfews, and their heads were buried in their books, studying for exams. No one would notice if I slid my hand up a bit further. An idea occurred to me at the thought.

"Do you think she would follow us into the stacks?" I asked him.

He gave me the hint of a smirk.

"We could let her see," he said, that smirk turning into a full on grin. "We could be quiet."

The thought made my cock twitch in my trousers. Being quiet with Theo meant whispered phrases and an increase in the intensity. The idea of Granger seeing that, experiencing our need for each other, was all the encouragement I needed.

I could feel her eyes following me as I stood. I made sure she saw the touch, the brush of my hand on the back of his neck. I asked a little louder than necessary for Theo to help me find a book on proper etiquette for oral presentations, putting the slightest emphasis on the word 'oral'. Her mouth fell open, sparks flying suddenly from her body, so much gold. Not a single other student lifted their head. We did have an oral presentation in transfiguration due in a couple days. That's what made lies so perfect, a hint of truth.

"Of course," he said, closing the book that he'd been basically using as a prop for the last hour.

We walked slowly, slowly enough that smaller legs could keep pace. I heard the sounds of footsteps behind us and I felt a surge of pride. I was going to show off for her, show her us, and she had been unable to keep herself at the table, away from the temptation.

I'd done this with Pansy once. She'd swallowed me down in the stacks. That's how I knew there was a small area in the library that was only accessible from the main aisle and then turned, leaving a small corner of the library hidden. When we got to the aisle to turn, I waited for a full five seconds before Theo glanced behind us and nodded. I grabbed him by his robes and kissed him. He took my cue, shoving me back into the corner, away from prying eyes, all but one pair hopefully.

One of his hands fumbled under my shirt, seeking out my stomach. He always loved to touch my stomach, even more when he fucked me with his mouth. The only thing he loved more was grabbing the backs of my thighs to press me in deeper. It started with his hand though, always with that wandering hand on my stomach.

"Theo, more, please," I whispered between exchanged breaths, fighting for air, for relief. He tugged at my hair finally, ripping my mouth away, so that my head smacked into a shelf full of books. The impact stung, but only a little and the pain was a small price to pay for looking over Theo's shoulder and seeing Granger standing there, a beacon of golden sparks.

"Someone's going to see you," she hissed.

"Someone already has," I replied, panting heavily.

I kept eye contact with her as Theo slid to his knees and pulled my cock from the confides of my slacks. It was not just him opening his mouth at the sight of me. She copied him, her own mouth falling open in shock and anger and…want. There was definitely want there because she stepped closer, only a foot or so away, close enough for her to hear me speak softly.

"He's good with his mouth," I said. Theo murmured around me and I looked him in the eyes. "Show her how good you are."

His tongue twirled around the tip of me, his hand clenching on my stomach, and I gritted my teeth to hold in a groan as I met her stare again. She was within arms reach, but I knew I couldn't touch her so I settled for gripping onto Theo's hair to guide his pace. He was an expert at tightening his cheeks. His mouth was basically an international treasure. The suction was perfect and his mouth was wet and hot. It was already causing my stomach to knot and my balls to clench, but I wanted to last longer with her watching. I forced myself to pull him away and turned his head to look at her, giving her a view of his mouth coated in saliva and of me. My shirt was pulled up and my trousers open to show my dick at full mast. There was no shame in my depravity it seemed.

She let out a whimper and I could see her chest heaving with her desire. Her breathing was almost as loud as my whispers.

"He could taste you too. Fuck your pretty cunt with his mouth. Suck in your clit and turn it under his tongue until you made his lips wet like this, until you dripped down his chin."

Another whimper before she shook her head in refusal.

"Your loss," I said, dragging Theo's mouth back to my cock. I began to thrust into him again, watching Granger's mouth while feeling Theo's. She began to bite her lip, fighting back her anger or a moan or both. The movement of her hand caught my attention and I watched in awe as she reached forward to touch his hair. I had to grab at the shelf at my side, gripping a book in a vice to stop myself from placing my other hand on hers. It made my stomach clench to see it there next to mine and it spurned Theo on as well, into a spiral of desperation. He gripped me at the base, dragging nails across my abs.

"Fuck, Theo," I moaned at the same time that my hand pulled the book from a shelf. It fell with a clatter. I could feel my orgasm. A few more strokes of his tongue and lips and I would explode. I bet it would bring some relief from the pain of wanting her, to have her see. I wanted her to know how close I was to some sort of reprieve, I wanted them both to know. "Fuck…I'm going to cum."

Her hand latched onto his hair then and she yanked him away with a grin that could only be described as pure evil.

"No…you're not."

The groan I let out at the loss of my release was inhuman and muffled by her quick hand. It was gone as quickly as it was placed. I tried to reach for Theo again, his hands or his mouth, anything, but Granger shook her head.

"On your feet," she said to Theo. He obeyed and she released his hair. She tilted her head, biting that lip of hers again in thought before drawing her wand from her robes to replace the book absentmindedly on the shelf that I had pulled down in my desire. "It's late, Malfoy. You should go to bed."

So it hadn't worked. She hadn't fallen for the trap we had placed, she'd only let me torture myself. Fuck.

"Fine. We'll go to bed," I said, defeated, shoving my still hard dick away and pulling my shirt down.

"No. You will go to bed. Theo will stay with me."

I let out a sharp breath. She leaned towards Theo, who looked caught between desire and sorrow. I watched her capture his lips. Their mouths opened with a moan from Granger and she kissed him deeply. It was one thing to talk about, to imagine. Seeing it was more painful than I anticipated. Jealousy ripped through my entire body. I had to fight my hands from snatching at his robes, from taking back what was mine while he whimpered into her mouth. That's when I realized, she could taste me on him. Holy fucking hell.

"I want to stay, I want to watch," I said, admitting my desire, hoping for mercy. If it meant coming in my trousers and feeling the sharp sting of jealousy, I didn't care. It came with a piece of the satisfaction I'd been searching for, of watching him please her. "Please, just let me watch."

She pulled back, licking her lips. Her body glowed with red and gold sparks that brushed against Theo.

"No. Consider this your new torture. I imagine it will hurt even more to miss the visual. And don't even think about listening, Malfoy."

She threw up a silencing spell around them.

Fuck. She was cruel, but rightfully so. Tears prickled in my eyes and desire filled my chest. I had lost the power of the moment. Theo looked at me, a mirror of agony. I wouldn't deny him, I would wait in our room and jerk myself dry, and when he returned, he would give me every single detail. It's what I had told myself for days. I'd give her everything, even him.

"As you wish," I said, knowing they could still hear me and hating that I couldn't hear the protest on Theo's lips as he shook his head. I gave him a stare that screamed for him to stay while I shoved myself past them. I didn't even make it back to our room. I found the first empty hallway to relieve myself. It took all of two thrusts into my hand before I came- imagining his face buried between her thighs.