AN:

Hi Guys! Sorry for the long absence, I have been super sick but am all better now! Fair warning, Lucius comes out to play tonight. I hope you will stick with me, everything I write has a purpose, I assure you. I had a lot of fun writing this side of his personality and hope you all enjoy.

I have embeded an audio link for a french poem sung by Alan Rickman himself. Feel free to click on that when you come to it if you want to hear Alan's amazing voice, but if that is not your cuppa, I completely understand.

Alpha/Beta love to Kiridraca and SyrenGrey

See end of chapter for another note

XOX

The slanted rays from the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the light surrounding the nestling couple. The normally gray sky was ablaze with the fire of the setting sun. Evidently, Severus had dozed off holding his witch. They both lay, thankfully still covered, beneath his cloak, blissfully warm as their bodies remained pressed against one another.

Olivia arched her back, stretching languidly before nuzzling his sparse chest hair. "Mmmm, I guess we fell asleep," she muttered sleepily. Severus groaned as her knee brushed against his manhood which was threatening to awaken as well.

"Indeed." Severus kissed the top of her head before awkwardly attempting to sit up. Why the bloody fuck he kept fucking this witch on the floor at his age, he didn't understand. Now, his body cried out in protest. He really must get back into shape. He looked around, noting the sun's position. They must've dozed for a few hours. Casting a tempus charm, he noted it would soon be time for supper.

Olivia reluctantly rose beside him, clasping his cloak across her bare chest. She smiled shyly at Severus, allowing her eyes to roam over his body. He was truly magnificent and now that she's seen him, completely raw and exposed, she wouldn't settle for anything less.

Severus noted her gaze and quickly became unsettled. He tried to hastily throw his shirt back on, covering his scars and Mark, but the witch wouldn't have it. "Don't hide from me, Severus. Let me know you…the real you."

Swallowing, he nodded his head slowly. Olivia reached over to grasp his left arm, bringing it to her lips to kiss that damned skull. He shivered. The skin was so sensitive and he realized no one had touched him there since the Dark Lord himself branded him. Of course, he thought humorlessly. Leave it to the perversion of Riddle to make any sort of tactile stimulation of the Mark tied to sexual feelings. Severus willed his cock to behave as he summoned the rest of his clothes, dressing quickly before helping his witch don her barely-there dress.

Severus was feeling relaxed and free for the first time in his life. He couldn't help but pull her in close to him for a quick kiss. Olivia quickly melted in his arms, running her hands up his chest and carding her fingers through his hair. He hissed at the slight twinge of pain. In response, he bit her lip, smirking as he pulled away.

"Cheeky witch. Come on, let's get to supper before we are missed."

She grabbed Severus' hand as they began walking back to the Manor. She was starving after the afternoon she had. Their hands remained entwined for the entirety of the walk. Severus couldn't resist the urge to brush his thumb across her knuckles as they made casual small talk, commenting about the grounds and their beauty. Olivia found Narcissa's rose garden absolutely delightful and made a mental note to ask the witch about them later. They had fallen into a quiet stroll, Olivia had no idea they had walked as far as they did. Her thoughts were broken by Severus humming a tune.

This dark, brooding man was… humming? She looked up at him, his features soft, black eyes sparkling with mirth. Giggling, Olivia squeezed his hand. "What are you humming?"

"Hmm?" He looked startled. Obviously he was unaware he was doing so out loud.

"You were humming," she offered.

"No I wasn't." He schooled his features, brooding and scowling with his usual temperament.

"Sing it for me?"

Severus scoffed and kept walking, increasing his pace a little.

"Please?" She turned her large doe-eyes on him, pouting with her lower lip jutting out ever so slightly. He wanted to kiss her again.

"It was just a poem. It was nothing."

"It sounded beautiful," she whined, "please?"

With a great sigh, he stopped walking. Crossing his arms over his chest he replied with "you do beg beautifully, witch." He smirked at her as she bit her lower lip. "Very well. But I am not a singer. Nor will you ever get a repeat performance. Clearly I have caught some sort of fever from lack of sustenance to make up for our… earlier activities."

Olivia giggled, pulling his arms free so she could once again hold his hand. As they walked, she continued to take in the view as she heard his beautiful voice sing at almost a whisper… a poem she had heard in her childhood in France, once of her favorites. Her heart melted. She was falling for this man… hard.

Le point du jour

À nos bosquets rend toute leur parure ;

Flore est plus belle à son retour;

L'oiseau reprend doux chant d'amour :

Tout célébre dans la nature

Le point du jour.

Au point du jour

Désir plus vif est toujours près d'éclore ;

Jeune et sensible troubadour,

Quand vient la nuit, chante l'amour :

Mais il chante bien mieux encore

Au point du jour.

Le point du jour

Cause parfois, cause douleur extrême.

Que l'espace des nuits est court

Pour le berger brûlant d'amour,

Forcé de quitter ce qu'il aime

Au point du jour.

XOX

As they arrived back indoors, the house elf from earlier greeted them. Severus brushed past, wanting to freshen up before supper. No doubt he had grass in his hair or something equally embarrassing that Lucius would bring up during the meal.

"Severus! Slow down, I can't keep up," Olivia giggled.

"We will be tardy for supper. I do not wish to describe the reason why," he stated simply.

Olivia shrugged. "You said he was probably watching anyway. I don't mind."

"Yes, yes. I shall just explain that we shagged in his garden, I fell asleep like a lecherous old man, and then recited poetry during our little sunset stroll." Severus rolled his eyes as he frantically combed down his hair. There was grass in it, damn it. "Why don't we just serve up my bollocks on a platter for him?"

The air crackled around him. He was closed off… again. But Olivia was coming to realize this was what Severus did. He dropped his defenses, let her in… and then quickly built them right back up and shoved her away.

Well… it wasn't going to work anymore.

Olivia walked up behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his neck. Then for good measure, she palmed him above his trousers and practically ran towards the en-suite to avoid any punishment. Olivia was thrilled to find a beautiful gown hanging beside the dressing table. A note was floating beside it. It would appear, it was a peace offering from Narcissa, not that she needed to offer any apologies as far as Olivia was concerned. It wasn't as if the witch was purposely causing tension.

She eagerly slipped out of her green dress and slid on the pale silver gown. She felt beautiful in the ruched satin dress that fell just above her knee. The neckline plunged and she noted that, if one were to look hard enough, you could just make out a faint outline of her nipples. Ordinarily, she'd feel a bit embarrassed but, if Narcissa wanted her to wear this, who was she to judge? Besides, she wanted Severus to devour her tonight.

As she emerged from the en-suite, Severus turned, instantly stunned with her beauty. His eyes darkened as he hungrily gazed over what she was offering. Squirming under his gaze, the witch turned around slowly, offering him a view of the back as she blushed beautifully. Severus sauntered over to her, cupping her cheek as he kissed her softly. "Your virtues hold power to command mortal men, my witch."

Olivia grinned. This was a completely different man than what he presented at the castle. He was so romantic, so eloquent, so… sexy. Who was she kidding? He was sexy as a dark brooding dominant and as a proper English gentleman. Merlin, she was a lucky witch.

"Do you like it?"

"You look divine, love. Good enough to eat I dare say," Severus mumbled against her neck, unable to resist the desire to nuzzle her. He cleared his throat and straightened his spine as he tugged on his frock coat, ridding it of the imaginary wrinkles.

What is this witch doing to me?

"Shall I escort you to supper?" Severus offered his arm, which Olivia gladly took, as they made their way to the decorative staircase that would lead them to their hosts.

XOX

The Malfoys made a beautiful picture, obviously they were not only well bred, but well educated as well. It would appear all wizards of good standing were taught manners and chivalry at a young age. Olivia knew both men could be quite vulgar when they wanted to be, but it appeared for tonight's dinner, they would be more subdued.

She looked down, seeing the Malfoys at the base of the marbled staircase, eager to greet them. Lucius looked quite regal in a three piece suit. The man was dressed all in black, like Severus, of course. However, he had on a charcoal gray waistcoat with a delicate gold chain which undoubtedly held his pocket watch, beneath that, he wore a crisp, white shirt and black silk tie.

Narcissa herself looked like a goddess. She was in a floor length gown, black, with a large slit up the side that left very little to the imagination. Olivia was drawn to her long legs and found herself a bit aroused by the idea of the four of them. They certainly seemed to be giving off sexual auras, and she would gladly take them all up on it, should Severus allow.

"Olivia," Lucius crooned as he kissed her hand, "enchanting as ever. Might I escort you to the dining room?"

Olivia nodded in approval before turning to look at an amused Severus to make sure it was alright. He smirked, bowing his head slightly before offering his arm to Narcissa. They followed a few steps behind.

"Oh dear, Severus. I do hope I didn't cause too much of a problem between you and your witch, it wasn't my intention as I'm sure you're aware."

"Indeed, Cissa? I wonder then, what was your intention? No doubt you were informed of my desire to keep Miss Wright unaware of the majority of my…extra curricular activities, until our relationship had matured more?"

"Lucius might have mentioned that, yes." The witch whispered back.

"Are you that desperate for me to return to your bed? I must warn you that revealing information about me is not the way to go about that. Quite the opposite, actually."

"As I said before. I did not intend to cause any issues. Water under the bridge, and all that, hmm?"

"Indeed."

XOX

The couples sat at the grande table, instantly provided with a dry Chardonnay as their starters were presented. Light dinner conversation was held, a bit of awkwardness still hung in the air. However, as the wine flowed, tongues were freed and humors returned. By the time the scallops were served, the overall mood was quite coquettish.

"So," Lucius started, "you must tell me how your afternoon went, Olivia. Where did you two scurry off to?"

Olivia grinned, looking up at Severus whose jaw was twitching. Right then, don't mention the amazing sex. "It was fine. Severus took me on a tour of the grounds. I must say, Narcissa, your rose garden is absolutely breathtaking." The older witch smiled and offered her thanks.

"Ah, how illuminating. I too was watching the grounds this afternoon. I was watching my muster from my balcony, just ensuring they were all doing well. When suddenly, I was distracted with one of my albino peacocks dancing. Naturally, I turned my attention towards him, it is quite the experience to observe."

"Ah yes, we do know how much you enjoy watching, my love," Cissa chimed in with a knowing gleam in her eye.

"Funny though, once your pale arse came into view, I realized your peacock was doing so much more than dancing, Severus."

Olivia choked, trying to not spit out the wine she had just sipped. Severus patted her back gently, pursing his lips and shaking his head in amusement. He'll pay for that one.

"Don't mind us, my dear Olivia. My view of you was every bit as…breathtaking I dare say." Lucius tilted his glass back slowly, eyes never leaving the younger witch's, until he noticed Severus' dark glare. "Oh, Severus, don't look so sour. It's nothing I haven't seen before." Lucius placed his glass down and picked up his pocket watch glancing at the time. "Frankly, it's something I hope to see again quite soon. Wouldn't you agree, my love?"

Narcissa's eyes slid across Olivia's body before continuing over to Severus. She held his gaze for a moment, smirking before adding "very much so, Lucius."

"Kippy!" Lucius bellowed. "Final course!"

The elf popped back into the dinning room, lifting a silver dome to reveal their desserts. Olivia blushed when she saw how closely they resembled breasts. Now that she knew the Malfoys, she was sure this was intentional.

"Ah, yes," Lucius chuckled. "One of Narcissa's favorite treats. Capeszoli di Venere"

"Nipples of Venus," Severus offered with a smirk. Clever, Luc. Very clever.

"Mmm, truly my favorite. They are a chestnut and brandy infused truffle covered in white chocolate, Olivia. Are these to your liking?" Narcissa lifted the chocolate to her lips, licking the bittersweet chocolate 'nipple' before taking a bite.

Olivia's eyes darkened. Narcissa was truly beautiful and, evidently, some sort of seductress. Between showing her the playroom and this little dinner theater, Olivia was starting to squirm in her seat.

Severus wanted to hex the lot of them. They were such prurient arseholes sometimes. Had he not spoken to Lucius about this? About needing the opportunity to casually bring it up to his witch? She'd feel pressured now, he was sure of it. Likely, she'd never want to come back here again.

"What do you think, my dear?" Lucius questioned Olivia.

She turned to look up at Severus. Her pupils were blown, she had a lovely flush across her chest, and if he wasn't mistaken, he could smell her arousal. Good gods, she actually wanted to.

"I-I'm not…"

"Would you excuse us?" Severus spoke softly but firmly. Lucius merely nodded his head as Severus quickly stood, offering a hand to help Olivia stand. He briskly took her to a butlers pantry, squeezing into the tight space. Severus was a large man and this was meant to accommodate house elves. Olivia had little to complain about as she found herself pushed tightly against his chest and the shelf behind her. He looked flustered. Angry, embarrassed, hopeful, ashamed. He carded his hand through his inky locks, before gazing down on her.

"My sincerest apologies, Olivia. I do not know what is wrong with that man."

"Narcissa doesn't seem much better, she looked like she was going to eat me alive when we were upstairs in the playroom earlier." She was breathless, unable to resist running her fingers over his buttons.

Now that got his attention. "Did she?"

Olivia giggled and bit her lip. "Uh huh. Would you like to see that?"

Severus thought for a moment. He hadn't been intimate with the Malfoys in a long time. Olivia had expressed interest multiple times now. What was the problem? He felt…protective of her. He didn't really want to share. He glanced over at the blonde couple who seemed to be having their own debate. Lucius had his face firm, dominant. Just the way Severus liked it. It could be a good bonding experience for us….

" I'm not sure how I feel about it, to be honest."

"You… you don't want me involved in this aspect of your life?" She seemed hurt. Severus instantly cupped her cheek, giving her a chaste kiss. He'd do a hell of a lot more if the bloody pantry wasn't the size of a coat closet.

"No, it's nothing like that. I… I have never shared before. I was always the… third. I don't know how I'd feel watching them touch you. It's not proper to jump into these things. You're supposed to have discussions…rules…"

"So, let's discuss them." She said simply. Severus couldn't help but snort at her brazen behavior.

"Very well, witch. You seem keen on the idea of being shared with two wizards, you had mentioned that before. Do you intend to be fully penetrated by us both?"

Olivia's eyes widened. "Well that was direct," she laughed nervously. "Uhm… I… is this going to hurt us? I'm not willing to risk what we have for a bit of fun, Severus."

"No. Usually these things tend to enhance relationships, draw you closer. Although for all I know that was just for Lucius to lure me to bed. As I've mentioned, I was always the third."

"Would…"Olivia trailed off, biting her lip and practically bouncing on the balls of her feet.

"Yes?"

"Would you two play with each other?"

"Cissa and I?"

Olivia frowned. For some reason she didn't want her wizard touched by another witch. Severus chuckled before grabbing her hand.

"I don't think Cissa is going to be allowed to play tonight, love. Did you see the look on Lucius' face?"

She nodded.

"Narcissa is in trouble for something. Likely he will simply force her to watch. Orgasm denial. Lucius is a sexual dominant, one who actually lives within the rules of the lifestyle. I partake in such…pleasures. However, do not officially abide by the… obligations of being a full time dominant wizard. Does that make sense?"

"So… he'd whip me?"

"Absolutely not. No one marks you but me," he blurted out, enraged at the thought of his friend touching her that way. Severus could've sworn he heard a snort on the other side of the door but surely Lucius wasn't stupid enough to follow them.

"Ok… good, then. Now, answer my question. Will you two boys touch each other?"

"Madam… there is not a single inch of me that is a boy. " He raised an eyebrow, glaring down his nose at her, as he would a student. "In answer to your question… perhaps. If you're a really good girl."

Severus and Olivia exited, walking hand in hand back to the dining room. He shot a quick glance at Malfoy, noting he was a bit out of breath, no doubt running back here after eavesdropping.

Prick.

Severus informed their hosts of their consent for the evening. Lucius looked as if his birthday had come early. Narcissa, for her part, tried her best to look excited, but Severus knew his earlier assessment was correct. She was in trouble for spilling his secret, and would not get any orgasm tonight.

XOX

The pudding was finished quickly, Lucius and Olivia both had an evil little sparkle to their eyes. Obviously, these two would get along well. Severus wasn't sure how he felt. To be honest, he felt relieved he wouldn't have to touch Narcissa. Now that he had tasted this witch, he found himself not wanting to order from any other menus. A part of him was apprehensive about allowing Lucius to touch his woman. They had such a passion-filled afternoon and he wanted to continue that. Although he knew he could trust Lucius to not run off with Olivia. Although their marriage was open, Lucius and Narcissa were soul mates and loved each other limitlessly. Severus knew nothing and no one would come between them. So, he supposed his last bit of fear was Lucius himself. Severus wasn't sure how to act around the man. Hell, Lucius was probably his longest relationship, as fucked up as that sounded.

Olivia had noted the change in her wizard, he was scowling and giving off a swirl of uneasy energy. She reached over, rubbing his thigh to gain his attention. When he looked at her, his energy brightened right away.

It's okay, Severus. I'm not going anywhere. This won't scare me away from you.

He gave her another rare smile and placed one of his large hands over hers and squeezed. The couple missed how the Malfoys looked at each other, eyebrows raised in question at the obviously unspoken conversation between the two.

"Shall we take our leave then?" Lucius dabbed his mouth with a linen napkin before standing and pulling his wife's chair out.

"If you wish," Severus responded as he stood, reaching over to help Olivia up from the table. He offered his arm and escorted her around the table.

"Bedroom or playroom, Severus?"

"Bedroom. Let's not overwhelm the poor girl, Luc."

Lucius and Narcissa led them to the beautiful master bedroom. Olivia took a look around the suite, taking in the sheer beauty of the black and gold room. The bed was massive, larger than any other she had ever seen. Four posters, of course, with decorative snakes entwined around the padded headboard. Looking up at the vaulted ceilings, she saw a beautiful chandelier flickering from the candle light. Of course, there was a large wardrobe and dressing table, a bench at the foot of the bed to make dressing easier, she supposed. There was a large, frameless window that allowed for a breathtaking view of the property. Olivia could only imagine how wonderful it would be to awaken to the sun rise. By the head of the bed was a door, perhaps that led to a closet of some sort.

Narcissa had relaxed in some sort of leather chaise lounge. There was a dip in the seat which allowed the chair to hug her body close. She looked like a sexual goddess sat upon her throne. Long legs crossed, showing the elastic of her stockings as her left arm rested above her head. Her right hand seemed to be tickling her chest, long fingers trailing across her neck as she bit her bottom lip. She was watching her husband undress and was unsurprisingly aroused by him.

Olivia turned to watch the Malfoy Lord. Gone was his overcoat and vest, leaving him in his crisp white shirt, unbuttoned into a deep "v". His face was set in such a way that he looked like a haughty aristocrat, which she supposed he was. She could just make out a muscular form beneath the shirt, and she was curious to see how much further he'd undress. She did take note that he had removed his socks and shoes, likely to not have to mess with them later. She felt a warm body press against her back, wrapping his arms around her tummy. Olivia sighed blissfully.

Severus.

Feeling Severus hold her was like coming home for Christmas. There was so much emotion behind all of his actions. He never did anything without reason or wanting to. He made her feel desired, needed.

"Are you ready for this, little witch?" He whispered in her ear. Every hair on the back of her neck stood up, causing a chill to run through her. His voice was pure sex tonight. She could only nod in response. He slid his hands back from her belly and to her waist, slowly turning her to face him. He was still completely buttoned up, and she feared he would refuse to show his body with such a large audience.

"Undress me. Then Lucius and I will get you nice and ready, hmm?"

"Y-yes sir," she stuttered.

"Sir? Oh Severus, you do have her trained well already, don't you? I thought you said you didn't play games," Lucius chuckled as he sat beside his wife, brushing her hair off to the side so he could nip at her neck. Narcissa leaned back, sighing in approval.

Severus and Olivia both jerked their heads to the Malfoys, albeit for different reasons. Severus shot Lucius a warning look, whereas Olivia was seeking out whatever caused Narcissa to make those beautiful whimpers. Lucius merely winked at the both of them before continuing to grope his wife. He was sat behind her now, legs spread wide so she could lean against his chest while he fondled her breasts above her beautiful gown.

Severus turned Olivia back, encouraging her to continue to work his buttons. Olivia was trembling, fingers fighting for their dexterity. She wasn't sure how she felt about being the center of attention. Severus, having sensed his witch's nerves, leaned forward, suckling on her earlobe before kissing down her neck. She moaned before making quick work of his frock coat and pushing it off him eagerly.

Snape chuckled. Works every time.

Olivia had him down to his own white shirt, the first few buttons undone. The wizards looked like sexy twins, one light and in good humor, the other dark and brooding. She bit her lip, looking into his eyes for permission to continue. He smirked, darting his eyes to Lucius and giving him a quick nod. Lucius kissed his wife before standing, swatting her bum as he dismounted the chair. She leaned back, now in nothing but sexy lingerie and her stockings.

"What about Narcissa?" Olivia wondered aloud. She was getting nervous as Malfoy stalked closer.

"My wife is on orgasm denial tonight, Miss Wright. Don't worry, she loves a good show, don't you Cissa?"

Narcissa remained stoic, obviously aroused but non verbal. Severus had mentioned Lucius being a dominant so perhaps she wasn't granted permission to speak.

"I… I don't want her left out," Olivia added meekly. Both men laughed at that.

"Narcissa will be fine, love. Come, Lucius and I want to get you ready."

"Smells like she's already there, my friend," Lucius groaned. "And to think… you weren't sure if Kitten would want to play." Severus glared at Lucius.

"Enough with the pet names." Lucius only rolled his eyes before climbing into the mattress, patting it as one would call a kitten. Severus bit his tongue and followed his witch into bed.

"Relax Severus. It's all in good fun." Severus grumbled some sort of insult but dropped the subject. He knew Lucius wouldn't back off.

"Have you ever played with two wizards before, Olivia ?" Malfoy exaggerated her name, egging on Snape's temper. The blonde smirked at the tension radiating from his friend.

"No. But it's been a fantasy of mine for a long time." She was trembling, propped up against the headboard, fully dressed and legs crossed at the ankle. Lucius and Severus lay on either side of her, weight resting on one elbow as they each started caressing her legs, working together to drive her crazy.

"Mmm goodie. Severus knows how much I enjoy virgins. Tell me, Olivia. How do you feel about a cock in your arse?"

"No anal play, Luc. I've already told you that."

"What? At all? I was hoping you'd at least be up for a spot of fun." Lucius leaned over Olivia to smack Severus on the bum, gaining a growl from the wizard. "Mmmmm, smell that, Sev? Your witch wants to watch us play, doesn't she? Would that make you nice and wet, darling? To watch two wizards fuck?"

"Oh gods yes!" She moaned. Severus had slid his fingers under her dress and started tickling her clit while Lucius' hand remained innocently on her thigh.

Severus raised an eyebrow, challenging Lucius. The blonde smiled back with a nod of approval. Severus would never be able to deny Lucius it seemed. Hell, one smack and his cock was weeping. Snape grabbed his wand, neatly discarding everyone's clothing to the floor; he knew better than to vanish anything from the Malfoys.

"On your knees, Princess, make Severus hard for us."

Olivia quickly got up, noting Lucius was already stroking himself hard. She tried to position herself in such a way that no one got an unpleasant view before finally settling between Severus' legs, with him on his back. He had gathered her hair as she slid her tongue down his cock, teasing him on her way to his balls. She sucked one into her mouth, releasing it before moving on to the other. She noticed Severus was quieter than usual, but tried to remain focused on her task. She finally made her way back up his length, pushing back his foreskin as she took as much of him in as she could manage comfortably, delighted that her wizard was finally unable to hold back his grunts.

"Mmph, fuck. Liv, enough, I'm ready," he whispered to her. She looked up, mouth full of cock with drool dripping down her chin, hair a mess from his fist. She slowly let him fall out of her mouth before wiping her lip with her middle finger.

Fuck, she is so beautiful.

"Can you go lie next to Lucius? I want to try to suck you both."

The men looked at each other with evil smirks, as if to say "yes ma'am!"

They both eagerly made their way towards the center of the bed. Olivia glanced behind her at Narcissa, hoping to get a nod of approval, only to find her gagged and bound. When did that happen?

Lucius smirked. "Can't trust my wife to be a good girl and behave herself. She's likely to come and then I'd have to bruise her beautiful skin. Although, I might do that anyway. You, my dear, will definitely leave here with marks. Won't she, Sev?"

"Mm, indeed she will. She loves my marks, don't you?"

"Yes sir. I really do." Olivia bit her lower lip, eagerly glancing at the two bobbing cocks as if she was unsure of how to start. Severus decided to show her mercy.

"Go on then, suck Lucius. Make him feel good." Severus leaned up to swat her bottom. Olivia yelped before leaning over to grasp Lucius' cock. The wizard whimpered a bit which made her feel confident, powerful. She looked back towards Severus who looked deliciously aroused. His jaw jutted out just a bit, lips parted. She'd put on a show for Severus. Make him want her even more.

Olivia turned back to Malfoy, making note of his cock, unable to prevent the comparison between him and Severus. For all intents and purposes, they were equally matched. Severus might be a touch thicker, but on the hole, they felt the same as she slid her lips around his weeping tip. Lucius too, was uncircumcised, perhaps it was a wizarding thing? Or perhaps generational? They were certainly older than anyone she had ever been with. Regardless, she was more than happy to play with his cock.

She started to slowly, very slowly, stroke him. Leaning forward a little, she whispered in his ear, "do you have any lubricant, Lucius?"

"But of course, my dear." Holding out his hand lazily, a jar came flying from the en-suite into his hand. "Severus brews this himself, you know. It's completely tasteless, in case you ever decide to put that delicious tongue to work, Princess."

"Mmm don't you worry about that, Mr. Malfoy. I've never left Severus wanting, have I, Sir?" Snape snorted, staring at the ceiling with his arms behind his head. He looked relaxed…too relaxed. Olivia wanted him begging. Reaching into the jar, she coated her hands before grasping ahold of Lucius. She grabbed his head with her right hand before running a firm thumb up the bulging vein on the back of his cock. Lucius startled, thighs contracting tightly as he bit his bottom lip to prevent the moan from escaping. This drew Severus' attention.

Good. Now let's drive these men wild, shall we?

Lucius gathered her hair, wrapping it around his hand to keep it out of the way. Olivia squeezed Malfoy's head before pushing the foreskin down, revealing the beautiful mushroom top. She licked her lips, ready to dive in, to suck him hard and switch to Severus. But she wanted to drag this out. Lightly, she licked at his slit. This time, the man didn't hold back, dropping his head to the pillow as he grunted. "Oh gods. Good girl. Just there."

Olivia heard his wife moan somewhere behind her which drove her own desire forward. Olivia kitten-licked all around his sensitive glans; if Lucius Malfoy wanted a kitten, he'd get one. With her trimmed fingernails, she gently scratched at his length, working her way to his balls to cradle. He spread his legs further to give her access as his hips started thrusting.

He was so different from Severus. She could easily handle his girth, but didn't want to choke on him. Lucius' grip on her hair was starting to get a little rougher as he struggled to regain some control. Olivia opened her mouth, keeping her hand tight around the shaft so he couldn't deep throat her. She'd keep control while she could.

She felt the mattress dip again, as Severus leaned close to her ear, whispering lewd comments to egg her on. "Do you like sucking Lucius' cock Olivia?" He reached over to grab the base of Lucius' member, squeezing it roughly. Lucius gasped. "Do you enjoy cuckolding me? Being a little cum slut for my entertainment? Would you like to taste his release in your mouth? Share it with me, perhaps?"

Ohhh Merlin. Olivia couldn't believe this was happening. She focused on watching Severus' hand start to stroke the other wizard. His large hand easily wrapped around his friend, twisting and wanking in a way that was too familiar. They had definitely done this before . She was soaking wet. This was the single most erotic experience of her life. She briefly wondered if she could convince Severus to lick him with her.

Someone better touch her clit before she exploded.

Severus chuckled, seeing his witch squirm, eager for her own release. He took his free hand, running it between her folds, gathering some of her nectar. Instead of bringing his finger to his own lips, as Olivia was expecting, he brought it to Lucius.

"Care for a sample, Luc?"

The blonde parted his lips, eyes darkening as they locked on to Severus, sucking and twirling his tongue over Snape's finger.

"Fuck! Severus… how do you stand this?" Lucius whined.

"Not very long," he mumbled under his breath. He was watching intensely now. Unable to tear his eyes from his lover, fellating his best friend. Severus was torn between wanting to fuck her senseless and hexing his friend. It was indeed an erotic sight but… she was his. Severus certainly didn't like how Lucius was starting to pull on her hair.

"Loosen your grip, Luc. You'll rip her hair out if you keep going on like that," he barked. Scooting over towards his witch, he gently smoothed her hair, massaging her scalp as she continued to bob her head over Lucius. The blonde man only smirked in response. He was well entertained with the show his friend was putting on. Severus squeezed the base of his cock, wanting physical pain to accompany the contradicting emotions.

That's enough. Severus reached for Olivia's hair this time, tugging her head back until she had no choice but to release the other man. Severus quickly grabbed her chin, turning her towards him before crashing his lips to hers in a smoldering kiss. He could taste Lucius' silky precum on her lips and it drove him wild. He pulled her on top of him, shoving his tongue down her throat to taste Lucius and her own sweetness. After a few moments, Olivia gently pushed his chest, having him lie down again, directly beside Lucius. She straddled each of their legs so she could take each man in a hand.

Quietly, she revealed "I've always wanted to try this," before pumping both men. Her cunt was dripping over their shins as she ground her hips back and forth against the wizards as her motions quickened. Unable to resist anymore, she brought their tips together, leaning forward to take both men in her mouth.

"Fuck!"

"Shite!"

Both men were dangerously close to filling her hot little mouth as soon as their lengths joined within her. It had been so long since Severus had been with Lucius and it was almost too much to handle. He leaned up on his elbows, needing to watch more enthusiastically. Lucius remained reclined, reaching one of his arms behind Snape's back, pulling him closer.

Damn. These men looked so hot together. She released them from her mouth but continued to masturbate them together, rubbing their cocks against one another, watching the veins bulge and the tips weep. She squeezed them, alternating pressure and pattern so they would remain on edge. "Can you kiss? Please?" She was all but begging. Her hips continued to rock against their strong legs, although she found herself inching her way up Severus' thigh, seeking more muscle than bone for her aching clit.

The men looked at each other. Lucius seemed thrilled, Severus terrified. "Please, sir? I want to see you two together."

Goddamnit. Nothing ever good came from saying 'please' to him. He was unable to resist. With a short exhale, he attacked, like a viper, grabbing Lucius' face and pulling him into a passionate kiss. Well, brutal was more like it. They looked like they were going to eat each other alive. Teeth were bared and the most amazing snarling noises were erupting. Absent-mindedly she continued to pump their cocks, speeding up as her own frotting increased.

Oh shit, she was getting close. She focused on how soft Severus' eyelashes looked against his cheek as he kept his eyes closed tight. Lucius looked more severe, like he was trying to hold back. She hoped he wouldn't. She wanted them to attack each other.

"Stop! For the love of Merlin, witch, stop." Lucius had broken the kiss just as quickly as she had released him. He quickly brought his hand to his cock and squeezed, squinting his eyes. Severus was in a similar predicament, staring at the ceiling and taking calming breaths.

"Did I… do it wrong?" She was disappointed, she was so close to an orgasm, and wanted to cry. She was also embarrassed if she hurt Lucius, she didn't want her lover's friend to think she was a poor lover herself.

Severus laughed, a full belly laugh. He looked years younger. "No. Too good. As usual."

She grinned.

"Come sit on my face while we cool off. I know you were close, you little minx and I'd hate for your poor cunt to get lonely."

Andddd there he is. Olivia had missed her foul-mouthed wizard.

"Yes sir!" She squeaked, quickly moving positions.

Severus scooted down on the bed, tossing the overstuffed pillows to the floor. He quickly spun her around so she was facing out, wrapping his arms over her thighs and pulling her dripping center down to his lips. Severus wasted no time plunging his tongue between her lips, moaning pleasantly as she started to ride his face. She started keening when his tongue flickered against her clit, priming her as his lips sealed around the nub, sucking hard.

Lucius decided he had cooled down enough and slithered down the sheets to cup her breasts. Olivia shivered and moaned, eyes snapping closed as she continued to chase her high.

"Oh, yes. She's quite responsive, isn't she, my friend?"

Severus pulled his lips free just long enough to grunt in the affirmative. Feeling cheeky, Lucius smacked his thigh. "Don't talk with your mouth full! Honestly," he chided before going back to plucking her nipples. Severus only growled, moving his leg enough to bump into Lucius' elbow, knocking the blonde off balance.

Olivia would've found the encounter funny if she weren't so aroused. Between all the touching and kissing and licking, she was becoming overwhelmed. Throw in an over-protective Severus and it was the perfect recipe for an orgasm.

Lucius repositioned himself, cupping her breasts as they bounced from her ministrations with Severus. "So smooth, Princess. Just like my own personal porcelain doll." Lucius suddenly lowered his face to her nipples, suckling them and groaning with pleasure. Severus squeezed her thighs against his head, providing her with the pressure she needed.

So close….

Lucius was more tender than Severus had ever been, his tongue lightly dancing across her nipples, gentle tugs on her breasts when he chose to suck. It was incredibly erotic, and paired perfectly with the ravaging Severus was doing to her cunt. Light and dark…fire and ice…hard and soft… these men were perfect complements of each other.

Severus stopped licking, inserting two fingers into her aching body, curling them just right to finally throw her over the edge. "Come for us, Olivia," he demanded. She had no choice but to obey. Her thighs trembled and contracted, locking her in place as her body clenched, throwing herself forward over Severus' legs as she rode out her orgasm. Snape continued to trace her lips, blowing cool air against her core and she trembled. Completely boneless, he rolled her off, turning to face a grinning Lucius.

Their cocks were hard, throbbing really. They demanded release. Severus leaned forward to whisper in her ear.

"Shall we continue?"

XOX

Here is the link to Alan Rickman himself singing the little French poem, if you want to hear his wonderful voice. watch?v=Hdd-oToyoms