AN: Alpha/Beta love to the amazing SyrenGrey and Kiridraca. What would I do without you guys?
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Olivia didn't have a single thought in her head. She remained there, grinning like a madwoman. Her body was trembling, shivering with the built up tension her body was unable to release.
'Shall we continue?' What an amazing question, one that needed to be answered in the affirmative as soon as possible. But she forgot how to talk. Hell, she forgot how to breathe. The men inched closer, cocks twitching and leaking. They took themselves in hand and started stroking, lightly.
"We need your consent, princess. Are you ready for more or shall I entertain Severus on my own?" Lucius smirked as he began wanking a bit faster.
Olivia didn't need to be told twice, she instantly propped herself up on her elbows to watch. "I only need a moment, but by all means, get started without me," Olivia rubbed her thighs together, too sensitive to touch herself but needing some sort of pressure.
Severus smirked as well, looking down at his little witch who had gone completely daft with pleasure. He leaned down to kiss her, their lips slowly moving against one another as he settled himself on his side to get more comfortable. Severus ran his hand over Olivia's thighs, purposefully avoiding her core as she trembled beneath him. Merlin, he'd never tire of this witch. Every move she made, every delectable whimper that left her lips made his cock twitch. Snape felt the bed dip as Lucius made his way behind him, his body betrayed him, a prickle of excited awareness shot down his spine until it settled at his bollocks.
Olivia gasped, completely enthralled with the idea of Lucius and Severus together.
Snape growled, breaking their kiss and snapping his head around to yell at Lucius. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Lucius chuckled, continuing his massage of the younger wizard's arse. "Getting you ready, of course."
"What makes you think I want your cock?"
"When have you ever denied me what is mine?" Lucius snapped.
Severus huffed out an irritated breath. He was playing with fire and knew it. Severus never enjoyed submitting, in any aspect of his life. His childhood was traumatic enough, not to mention the disgusting way he threw himself at Dumbledore's feet, begging for forgiveness and protection. He'd never get on his knees for a man ever again. Still, Lucius was his first friend. He taught Severus how to be a man, and quite literally smacked the Brummie out of him as a lad. The dark, regal wizard that he had become was all due to the blonde man currently rubbing his arse, and he would always feel some sort of sick obligation to him.
Severus lowered his eyes. He knew the look Lucius was giving him and it wouldn't end well. Severus was always fine with a good brawl, but not now. Not in front of his woman. Malfoy spanked him lightly...it was a warning. Answer him or pay the price of a punishment. Severus raised an eyebrow, begging Lucius to understand his predicament. He wouldn't give in, not tonight.
Lucius answered back, gray eyes cool, detached. He was willing to play along.
Good.
"What makes you think you deserve my arse, Lucius? I'm not sure you want it badly enough."
Lucius grabbed his hair, jerking his head back with a hiss. "Don't be a brat. Get on. Your. Knees." Malfoy attempted to roll him over, to force his head down into his lap.
Snape pushed back, responding with a dark chuckle that sent shivers down Olivia's spine. "You first."
Lucius looked down his narrow, patrician nose, his jaw shifting to the side to reveal his perfect pure-blood teeth. He bit his bottom lip before nodding slightly. "Very well," he muttered. Lucius grabbed Severus by the hips, flipping him over so he lay prone across Olivia's lap. "Hold him still, kitten. This snake tends to bite when provoked."
Olivia could do nothing but stare, subconsciously raising her hands to rest on his head to rake her fingers through his hair, hoping to provide comfort for whatever was about to happen.
Lucius promptly grabbed ahold of Snape, spreading his cheeks before licking a broad stripe. Severus clenched, whispering a quiet "fuck" as he gripped the sheets.
Olivia started to squirm, needing something to touch her, lest she die of shock.
Lucius lowered his head again, setting to work on his lover's arse, causing the dark man to groan, occasionally bucking his hips in response to a particular tongue flick Lucius had mastered over the years.
Severus was getting restless, his cock aching to be inside something. "Move down, witch. Spread your beautiful thighs for me, I can smell how much you need this," he growled. The witch quickly wiggled sideways, sliding underneath his chin. Snape reached around her legs, pulling her close to him so he could bury his face within her heat.
"Oh fuck, Severus. More...please!" Severus didn't let her suffer, he inserted one finger, then two, curling them relentlessly as he put his nose to good use, rubbing against her clit as she writhed against his face. Lucius must have been inspired by this scene. Severus was given no warning before he felt the cool gel of the lubricant being spread over him, a long finger following closely behind.
"Shite. Warn me, Lucius," he yelled, shrugging it off before he returned to his witch. An increase of nectar greeted him as Olivia moaned at the sight of her man getting fingered.
"That's so hot, Severus. Fuck. I'm gonna come again," she warned.
Severus thrust harder, deeper, groaning against her as Lucius increased his pace as well. Malfoy was brutal, seeking out his prostate with little effort, rubbing the sensitive spot over and over again. Severus was overwhelmed. He stopped licking, resting his head on her thigh as he relied on his fingers to throw her over the edge. He bit down on her thigh, her climax ripped from her as she experienced the delicious combination of pain and pleasure, his name dripping from her lips as she cried out.
Severus grabbed her by the hips, yanking her underneath his body as he thrust his cock inside her. He hissed as her walls clamped around him, trying to milk him as she finished her high.
"Oh gods, Sev. It's too much. It's too much," she cried.
"Ride it out, witch. Give me another one. I want you to come all over my cock," he breathed between thrusts. He slid his hands under her shoulders, wrapping his hands around her joints to pull her even closer to himself. Lucius was continuing his brutal assault and Olivia was struggling to get a good view. Severus bit down on the juncture of her neck and shoulder.
"Be still, witch, I'm not finished with you yet," he growled.
"She wants to watch, Severus," Lucius snickered. "We should let her."
Severus attempted to look over his shoulder, slowing his hips as he pondered. "Very well," he hesitated, slamming his cock into her three times before pulling out. The witch whined at the loss of him, but inhaled sharply when she knew what the men were going to do.
"Come on, little witch, bum at the edge of the bed," Severus instructed. He had moved to the headboard, cock wet from her arousal and bobbing as if trying to sniff her out. She positioned herself as he commanded, lying sideways across the bed so her legs hung over the edge. Severus quickly grabbed two pillows to prop her head up so she wouldn't strain herself in her voyeuristic attempts.
Severus sucked in his middle and ring fingers before thrusting inside her, seeking out her favorite spot while he grabbed the headboard, waiting for Lucius. "Go on then, Luc. Hurry before I change my mind."
Lucius sprung off the bed, stalking towards his prey with a sneer that could take down the entire ministry.
Control yourself, Severus. It's only Lucius.
"Oh my God!" Olivia was thrilled. There was no denying her attraction to the older wizard. His body was well toned, completely hairless...completely. She wanted to lick the sharp curves of his hips and claw at his back. Her attention was drawn back towards her own dark wizard as Lucius nestled behind him.
If it was possible, she found herself even more attracted to Severus. Hell, her desire for him increased every second of the day. This strong, brave man now stands bare before her in the most intimate of ways. Just one day prior, she hardly knew him. She knew he was a talented potions master and could be equally cruel and gentle. But now, Severus Snape was open, raw, vulnerable... his soul was completely available to her and she realized she wanted nothing more.
She had learned of his childhood, learned of a traumatic past, and none of it bothered her. She had complete trust in the man. It scared her. But then she looked into his dark eyes, penetrating her. They sought approval, acceptance, and displayed heat and desire. They sucked her in and she couldn't escape. Their density even higher than a black hole. She was lost to Severus Snape.
Snape had stopped moving his fingers, stiffening his body as Lucius approached. "You're going to have to relax for this to work Sev," he teased as he grabbed Snape's hips, pulling him against his cock.
"I'm well aware of the physiology of these encounters, Lucius. You'll fuck me when I want you to," he growled.
Lucius quickly brought his hand to Severus' cheek, enjoying the way the color stained his pale arse in a perfect handprint. "Perhaps I misheard you, Severus."
He turned himself around, chest to chest with the older wizard, cocks brushing against each other. They both closed their eyes for a moment, taking in the sensation of skin on skin contact. When their eyes opened, they were both filled with want. Black irises blazed hot, burning anything in their path. Gray eyes were so cold that the recipient would surely be burned from the frost.
Both men stared at each other in silence. Olivia's eyes darted back and forth between them as if watching a muggle tennis match. Who would cave first?
Concurrently, both men reached for one another, grabbing behind their necks and slamming their lips against each other with a snarl. They quickly moved on to throats, shoulders, chests...marking each other with bites. Severus reached down, grabbing Lucius' cock and squeezing, warning the man. Lucius answered similarly, squeezing around the head as he wanked his friend quickly.
Olivia gasped. Were men always so erotically brutal? Or was it just something these two preferred. A fight for dominance.
"Oh gods," Olivia wined.
"Your witch is getting restless, my friend. Perhaps I should fuck her."
Severus opened his hand, pushing Lucius back roughly. The wizard stumbled back, Severus turning him so that his back was flush to the wall. This allowed the blonde to seek out the witch, silently asking for permission before he penetrated her with his fingers. Severus granted his permission before sinking down to his knees in front of everyone.
"Mmmm fuck!" She started bucking against Malfoy's hand, grabbing his wrist to keep him pressed firmly against her clit.
At the same time, Severus grabbed ahold of Lucius, pumping him a few times before taking him in completely, lips sealed tightly around this bulbous head.
"Yes," Lucius purred, "just like that, Poppet. Take me deeper, play with my bollocks."
Severus complied, opening his throat to be able to take in his considerable size. Snape reached up, rolling the blonde's balls in his hand, enjoying the groans he was pulling from both lovers. He had no idea Olivia was such a voyeur and exhibitionist, but he'd make sure to put that to good use at the castle.
Severus sucked hard, widening his tongue to pass over all the ridges of lucius' cock before releasing him, immediately dropping lower to suck on his balls. Lucius grabbed a handful of hair, pulling the dark wizard off.
"I know what you're doing, and it won't work. I know you want to taste me, but not before I sample your witch, Severus."
Snape sneered, standing up and pushing Malfoy roughly against the wall.
"Is that something you want, witch? Do you want Lucius to fill your tight little cunt with his cock?"
"Oh gods. I... I don't know," she whimpered as Lucius continued to plunge his fingers inside. Severus was no help when he walked towards her, sucking on the pad of his thumb before he applied it to her clit, rubbing slow circles. She arched off the bed, moaning in the most erotic way Severus had ever heard.
He slapped her clit making her cry out. "What do you want, witch? Tell me or we will stop and leave you wanting," he growled.
"I... I want to do what pleases you most, sir," she whimpered.
Fuck.
He quickly climbed into the bed, pulling her backwards onto him. "Ride me, witch, and I want you to look at Lucius while you come on me." Severus quickly aligned himself as she lowered herself with a hiss.
Oh gods. No one filled her like Severus.
Slowly, Severus started moving, his cock languidly sliding in and out of her as he reached around to pluck her nipples. He pinched one, a bit too hard. "I said ride me, witch." With a moan of approval, she started gliding against him, making sure to stimulate her clit in each pass.
Lucius lowered his head, licking her cunt as Severus continued to move inside her. Olivia couldn't hold back. Watching her lover get licked while she herself was being licked, was too much. A surge of feminine release coated both men, her thighs trembling as yet another orgasm was pulled from her.
Both men laughed, removing themselves from her to let her cool down a little.
"I wasn't expecting any water works tonight, Severus. It's proper etiquette to warn a wizard of a squirter," he teased.
"I didn't know," Severus grinned.
"Alright, witch. It's my turn now. Go lay against your wizard while I stretch that cunt until you can't take it anymore."
Olivia moaned. If she would've known that fucking older wizards would be this hot, she never would have wasted her time on boys.
Snape made himself comfortable, leaning against the headboard, legs spread wide so she could lay against his thighs. She shifted until she was comfortable. Well as comfortable as a woman could be with a massive cock poking into the back of her head. Severus gathered her hair, pulling it out of her way so it didn't get snagged.
His thighs tensed as he watched Malfoy crawl into bed. He was suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling of protection, irritated at sharing his favorite toy with a friend. He tried to relax.
Lucius leaned forward, licking her from arsehole to clit before sucking on her pearl until she tapped his head, silently begging for mercy.
Without looking at either person, he aligned his cock and surged forward. Olivia arched off the bed. Jaw opening and eyes squeezing shut. He felt good, really good. But something was missing. There wasn't the... emotional connection she had with Severus. If she was going to have another orgasm, she'd need more.
Lucius undulated his hips against her, using his pubic bone to press against her so she could ride herself to completion. He bit his lip, enjoying the young witch beneath him but not willing to look into the eyes of his friend. He wasn't sure what he'd see in them, but it was likely to be anger based on the way the wizard had been behaving all evening. He wasn't willing to stop without coming in her, so he'd avoid the glare for as long as possible.
He did, however, watch as the witch moved and whimpered beneath him. Such a beautiful, wanton little thing. Desperate to reach climax again. He couldn't remember the last time he and Severus had brought Narcissa off this much in one night. Perhaps when they were finished he'd allow Cissa to fuck herself on his tongue and fingers. Merlin knows his cock would be useless.
Olivia was whimpering now, and Severus was concerned. "What's wrong, love?" He whispered to her.
"I... I can't come. It's like it's stuck," she started to cry in frustration.
Severus looked to Lucius, black eyes boring into him. Well? Make her come, you wanker. Don't let my witch cry.
Lucius tried his best to calm the witch. His shallow thrusts switched to deep, languid movements. "Shhh, princess, it's ok," he whispered as he smoothed down her hair. "This sweet little body has taken quite enough tonight but I'm going to need one more from you." Lucius reached up, caressing her cheek and whipping away her tears with his thumb. Olivia turned into his hand, sniffling as she allowed him to comfort her. The blonde reached up to palm her breast, gently plucking her nipples into stiff peaks. "Oh, yes. You're going to give it to me, aren't you, my sweet girl? I can feel your body trembling. Give in, princess. Give me your orgasm."
Lucius was a commanding wizard, demanding an orgasm in a gentle way. It made Severus' skin crawl. This wasn't what he had in mind. The tenderness of the moment was awakening a sleeping beast inside the wizard. An angry, possessive aspect of his personality that he hadn't felt in over 14 years.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
Severus grit his teeth, muscles twitching as he fought the urge to hex his friend. It wasn't helping that his witch was completely out of her mind, whimpering as her tits...her amazing tits that belonged to him, bounced in the hands of a Malfoy.
On Lucius' next thrust, he grabbed her chin, turning her face to his so he could kiss her. It wasn't a friendly peck. Of course not. It was a proper romantic snog. Severus growled when he saw a pink flash of Lucius' tongue seeking entrance. For her part, Olivia simply froze.
A surge of anger kicked up in Severus. He immediately reached forward, grabbing Lucius by the throat and pushing him off the bed. Before Olivia could process anything, she was beneath Severus.
His hips set a brutal pace, her body was sore but this was what she needed. She wanted to cry more, this time from pure elation at having Severus back. He leaned down, biting her neck, then her shoulder. He was marking her. He reached down, lifting one of her breasts so he could mark her there too. She cried out, the suction quickly causing a red and purple mark. She'd look like a leopard when the night was over.
He released her, moving on to bite her ear lobe as his movements quickened, getting sloppier by the moment.
"You're mine," he growled. His voice was so low, she knew she was the only one to hear it but, still, it sent shivers down her spine.
He pulled his cock out, trusting three fingers inside her. "This... all of you... is mine." He replaced his digits with his cock, slamming against her cervix over and over as he shoved his fingers into her mouth.
"Suck, witch. You belong to me now. And only me."
"Oh my God," she mumbled around him. "Yes!"
Her walls started to clamp around him. This time he was unable to hold himself back. He roared his release inside her as she screamed his name, her body completely arched off the mattress as she clawed at his back. He'd gladly take more scars back there if they were made from her.
There was nothing more satisfying than her claiming him in such an erotic way, in front of Lucius and Narcissa to top it all off. She was his and he was hers. He realized in that moment how happy he was, how he never wanted to be away from her.
Severus and Olivia remained entwined around each other. Olivia had tears in her eyes, gently running her fingers through his lanky, sweat-soaked hair as he tried to catch his breath, panting against her throat where he was currently nuzzling her. Severus licked the sweat from her skin, kissing her sweetly as they continued to slowly move against each other, neither willing to pull away.
So this is love.
She shook as silent tears slid down her cheeks. Severus raised his head, finally convinced he wasn't going to die from a cardiac event, wiping the tears from her eyes. He looked at her in awe, completely overwhelmed with his feelings, yet unwilling to process them with so many eyes on him.
Severus cleared his throat, sitting up and summoning their clothes. Now that they were finished, he didn't wish for anyone to see his witch. Moot point, however, as he looked over to see a completely disheveled Lucius pulling away from his wife's face, as the regal Narcissa wiped her mouth delicately with her middle finger before feeding it right back to him. The Malfoy's donned some silk robes they had laying nearby and quickly dressed, leering at the couple on the bed while they attempted to dress with grace.
Severus felt eyes on his back, looking over his shoulder to glare at Lucius, who had enough cheek to fucking wink. He loved to hate that man. With a small smirk, he shook his head and turned back to his blushing witch, ensuring her privacy and dignity as she finished.
"Well," Lucius purred. "I'd say that was a successful evening. Excluding of course the brutality with which you threw me from my own bed, Severus." Lucius rose to his full height, looking down his nose at the dark wizard, in mock disapproval.
"You'll get over it," Severus grumbled. He placed a hand behind Olivia's back, escorting her to the other side of the bed. She smiled demurely at Narcissa, having felt extremely awkward by the lack of the witch's participation, who only offered a curt nod as she excused herself to the loo.
Lucius snuck up beside Severus, throwing a friendly arm around his shoulder and pulling him close. "You owe me a fuck, you know? You never did let me take you," he whispered, squeezing his shoulder.
"Unlikely," he scoffed. "I'm retiring with Olivia for the evening, Lucius. We shall take our leave in the morning to return to Hogwarts. It's no doubt our absence has been noted already."
"Very well. Don't allow yourself to be as delayed with your next visit, will you Severus? I believe we have many things to discuss."
Severus nodded before reaching for the door by the head of the bed. Olivia had forgotten about it, and was now even more curious to see where it led. Severus gently guided her through, revealing that the room they were staying in was directly attached to the master suite. He quickly locked and warded the door, fully aware that if Lucius wanted to listen, there was little he could do to prevent it, despite his strong protective spells.
"Are you alright?" He asked as he pulled her into a tight hug, kissing her forehead as he held her close. He was having difficulty keeping his hands off his witch, his Neanderthal brain kept chanting 'mine, mine, mine'.
Olivia didn't mind, wanting to hold him close until the day she died. "Better than alright. Just a bit sore, I suppose. And exhausted."
"Indeed." He winced as he looked at all the bruises he had left on her body. "A bath? Perhaps?" He quickly spun on his heel, heading towards the large soaker tub to begin preparing a healing and relaxing tonic to add to the water. He had several he left bottled and scattered throughout his room. He never knew when he'd need some after care.
"You seem to know your way around here quite well, Severus." She was curious, hoping she didn't sound accusatory.
He paused briefly, surprised by her statement before he continued mixing the potions and pouring them into the steaming water. "These are my private rooms," he whispered. He looked at his witch who was obviously confused. "I stayed here quite frequently in my youth, Olivia. My life was fairly entwined with Lucius and Narcissa's until you came along, you little minx. Sometimes I'd stay with them in the master, other times I'd leave and desire some space. I dare say, this room will get a lot less use now," he laughed gently. He slowly undressed, enjoying the way his exhausted witch eyed him hungrily.
"There's no way you want another round, Olivia. You should be sated for an entire year."
She scoffed. "Severus Snape, if you make me chaste for an entire year I'll hex you."
"Very well, little witch. At least let me rest for the remainder of the evening? I'm an old man."
"You're barely 10 years older than me, Severus. Hardly an old man," she giggled. He stepped over the side of the tub, reaching a hand out to assist her into the steaming bath. The aroma was intoxicating and threatened to put her right to sleep. Together, they sat down, Olivia rested comfortable against his chest as he rubbed tiny circles in her scalp. His breathing deepened, as if he was dozing as well.
"I'm sorry for the bites. I got carried away."
"Please don't apologize. You know I wear them with honor," she grinned. She reached up, petting his chest lazily and watching the droplets of water run down his chest. She wanted to lick them off.
"Silly girl," he smirked. "Now, rest your eyes. We need to return in the morning and I'm completely knackered." Severus reached over to grab his wand, casting a charm to keep the water warm, and to prevent them from slipping beneath the water should they fall asleep.
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Severus awoke, looking as old as Merlin himself when he looked at his pruned skin. He smiled at Olivia, drooling over his chest. She slept like the dead, although he couldn't blame her. He gently levitated her, wrapping the both of them in fluffy towels before carrying her bridal style to bed. The pair snuggled beneath the covers, holding each other until the light of the next morning forced them to emerge from their warm cocoon.
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Breakfast wasn't as awkward as Olivia was expecting. Lucius looked like a cat that got the cream, and seemed to be undressing the both of them as he slowly ate a banana. Narcissa looked exhausted and had several deep bruises on her neck, Olivia hoped it was from Lucius giving her the attention she deserved after watching the three of them last night.
Severus seemed closed off, at least in front of their hosts. He still held her hand throughout the meal, rubbing his thumb across her knuckles. Actually, if she thought about it, he hadn't stopped touching her since the night before. Twice she had to physically push him off of her while they slept, lest she suffocate under his body. She looked over to him, smiling and giving his hand a squeeze before returning to her plate and finishing quickly.
The house elves had them packed and ready for departure, both Malfoys kissing their guests in the cheek before extending invitations for another visit. Olivia had to admit, she wouldn't mind Severus giving her a tour of the play room, she just wasn't too keen about playing with Lucius again.
But maybe they'd play with each other... She liked the sound of that.
Before she knew it, they were back at Hogwarts. Severus kissed her goodbye, mentioning he had essays to grade but would see her at mealtimes. She was disappointed, but needed to check in with her own duties. Besides, there was a Mediwitch that she knew was dying for some gossip.