AN: Though this is heavily edited for ffnet's (and ONLY ffnet's) pleasure, it's still not work or kiddie safe. Be warned. If you'd like the full version, please see chapters 10 and 11 over at AO3, same pen name and story name over there. This is for LovelessZim and for everyone who's read/reviewed/favorited this story. I'm so flattered, really. Read on!
Sirius was drunk. Sirius was horny. Sirius' mate was not quite yet passed out drunk on another couch, far too far away from him. Severus was drunk, close and oh-so interesting. Sirius found himself leaning over the arm of the chair he'd planted himself in just so that he could get as close as possible to Severus without actually trying to get to his feet. He'd never make it.
He leaned in closer to Severus, who was saying something important and interesting, but Sirius didn't know what it was because he was just listening to the other man's velvet voice. The deep tones and the cadence of his big, brainy words had Sirius shifting in his seat trying to find a way to conceal his sudden erection all the while getting some friction for it. He was not succeeding in either of his endeavors, but he didn't notice until the sexy, rumbling voice stopped. HE blinked his bleary eyes and tried to focus, only to see that Remus had found a way up and out of his chair and headed over to Severus'.
"Moo-moo-Moony, what are you doing?" Sirius slurred, as he tried to make sense of what he was seeing. It sure looked a lot like his mate had his tongue in Severus' mouth, but he was fairly certain that couldn't be the case. He heard a wet sucking noise, one that did nothing for his raging libido, and found Remus' face inches from his own.
"Shutting him up in the only way that I know how. It's amazing that it still works after all these years. Back in sixth year, when he wouldn't shut up, I'd simply plant myself in his lap and snog him till he looked…well, kinda like he looks now." He waved a hand in Severus' general direction and Sirius forced himself to focus and see what Remus meant. He wasn't disappointed.
Severus hair was mussed, his lips swollen, his cheeks were pink and his dark eyes were closed as his chest heaved. Sirius looked curiously between Remus and Severus, trying to make the fog in his brain go away. Suddenly he was thinking that it sounded like a fantastic idea, though he really liked the sound of Severus' voice and said so to his oh-so-smug looking mate.
"Oh, yeah, it can really get me going too, that is why it had to stop. You're horny and drunk, I'm horny and drunk and he's drunk…not too sure about horny. There are way too many bad ideas rolling around in my fuzzy brain, all of them we will regret later on. Possibly even immediately." Sirius was nodding, understanding everything that Remus was saying; only up to a point. He had some ideas in his head too, but he was giving them free rein and really liked some of the images that popped into his head. With his mouth-brain filter off line due to whiskey, he said this out loud too.
"No, Siri, just no. I can't possibly know what will happen…but I've got a pretty good idea. I'm not so drunk and horny that my brain is totally off-line." Before Sirius could even try to respond, there was a scream from upstairs. All three men jumped out of their seats and began racing towards the stairs. Severus was the only one who had the presence of mind to cast a sobering charm and he grimaced as it hit him, but he didn't stop moving.
When they reached Harry's bedroom door, all three men stopped in shock; the scene that met their eyes was not what was expected.
Draco was spread eagle across the bed, skin flushed and cock erect and weeping as Harry crouched between his knees with his mouth on Draco's hole. All three men could easily see Harry's tongue glistening as it stroked and flickered around the blonde's quivering entrance. Draco's back was bowed and still managed to have his knees pulled up to his chest as Harry loosened and opened him up.
"We should not be here." Remus whispered, unable to take his eyes off the tableau in front of him. Not even three days ago he'd been thinking of these two boys as his pups; his children. Now all he could think was that he really wanted to join them.
"Agreed." Came the velvety voice of Severus, who also didn't want to leave, but could no longer hide behind the veil of alcohol impairing his judgment. Not that anyone had to know that, he thought to himself as he watched the look of rapture on Draco's handsome face.
"Screw you two I'm staying." Sirius replied, not trying to save face in any way. This was hot and he wanted to watch; participate even if he'd be allowed. He grabbed the nearest hand that wasn't his own and guided it to the erection that he'd been carrying around with him for at least an hour. He rubbed himself on the hand, without removing his eyes from the rim job happening in front of him, until the owner of the hand got the right idea and started to squeeze and stroke him though his trousers. He hissed through his teeth and Harry's head shot up from between Draco's thighs.
His eyes were glowing green and his skin seemed to be getting paler before their very eyes.
Harry noticed many things when he was distracted from preparing his mate for reception of his seed. He noticed that there were three more people in the room for him to mate with. He noticed that all three seemed to be slightly intoxicated; which meant he'd have to use less of his pheromones to entrap them. He also noticed that the one with the long dark hair seemed to be fondling the one with the long brown hair and realized that they'd come to him prepared to gift him with their seed; he smiled and wiped the saliva off his chin.
"You are welcome here. You will give me your seed, and we will all enjoy it. This is my mate." Harry leaned down and licked a stripe up Draco's weeping cock, causing the other boy to moan and toss his head on the pillow. "You may not touch him. You may touch me, you may touch each other, but no one is to touch my mate but me. Understood?" He released a potent waft of hormones at the three men in the doorway and saw all of their eyes cloud over.
"Harry-" Remus started to speak, thinking something felt wrong, but Severus slid a hand up his chest and covered his mouth before leaning in close to whisper in the other man's ear.
"That is not Harry, not our Harry; that is the creature in a mating frenzy. Allow the hormones and pheromones to soothe you into compliance. It would be rather bad for all of us if you don't." Remus nodded and allowed himself to get into the feeling of the room; he noted that his mate had no worries about tomorrow and was already naked and licking at Harry's nape. Remus bit his tongue before turning to Severus and raising an eyebrow. Severus smiled in turn and leaned down to capture the other man's mouth in a searing kiss.
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The next morning, four men awoke tangled in bed together, naked, sweaty and covered in dry come. Severus, having cast a charm to sober himself up before the festivities started, was the first to wake. He painfully extricated himself from the tangle, grimacing at the pain in his body. One tanned, scarred hand followed him out of the pile of limbs, a plea to remain or a plea for help he wasn't sure.
"Stay in bed Sev'rus…too early. Body hurts." Remus slurred from the end of the bed. Severus was far too frazzled to figure out how Remus' hand could be at one end of the bed while his voice was coming from the other and he dropped the hand in frustration.
"No, I will not. I need to find Harry, make sure that he's okay after…after last night. Someone needs to check up on that fool boy." He glanced around for his clothing and found nothing but a pair of boxers that were certainly not his. He transfigured the boxers into denims and wiggled into them, figuring that he'd worry about personal hygiene after he'd seen to Harry's well-being.
He stumbled out of the bedroom and down the stairs, thinking that if he'd been in Harry's spot last night the first thing he would have wanted this morning was breakfast. He gently nudged the door to the kitchen open and saw harry, wide eyed and looking like was going to bolt, standing at the kitchen sink with a sick look on his face.
"Harry…are you all right?" He asked gently, moving slowly so as not to scare the boy. He looked at Harry's uncovered torso, marked with bite marks and scratch marks from their enthusiasm last night. Harry turned vaguely green and turned to dry-heave over the sink. Severus all but flew over to him so that he could rub Harry's bare back soothingly.
"I raped you all last night." Harry spat, before dry-heaving more. Severus bit his lip; for once thinking before speaking to the boy who always got an instant, angry response from him.
"No Harry, you didn't. Not at all. No one who was there last night felt like they had to do what they did, myself included. Harry, look at me." He tilted Harry's head up from the sink so that he could look him in the eyes. Those beautiful green eyes of Lily's were watery with unshed tears.
"I can understand how you might think that, having grown up in the muggle world but last night was in no way, rape. Last night, you were the Gille Dubh; you couldn't help yourself. Everyone up there grew up learning about creatures and their mating habits. No one will blame you for what happened last night. Harry it was…wonderful." Harry's eyebrows rose at that and Severus forced himself to smile. Harry was still so young and naive in so many ways.
"Truly, wonderful and amazing and if you went up there with vomit on your breath, looking like you've been crying and asked for a repeat we'd all give it to you." A small, tiny little part of Severus laughed in his head at the pun. Harry laughed out loud and a weight in Severus' chest lifted at the smile.
"All the same…I think, I think I need to go away for a bit. I can't be here when they wake up. I'm going to get some clothes and go. I need to think this over. And I need you to swear to me that you won't tell anybody anything." Severus shook his head in the negative.
"I won't promise that Harry, I can't. I can, however, give you time to get away before they wake up. Don't stay away too long though, Draco especially, will be overly concerned for you." Harry nodded and wiped his face.
As Severus watched Harry run silently up the stairs, he knew he was making a mistake.