Chapter title from "Tusk" by Fleetwood Mac. Trivia: the first book, "Within the Wings of a Storm" took all its chapter titles from Fleetwood Mac songs. "Tusk" is one of my faves, and I've been dying to use it in this series. I figured if I'm going to fit it in anywhere, I'll use its phallic metaphors for the chapter where our chaotic characters discuss DP. :)
A bit explicit again, but then we get back to plot. Promise!
Colleen was the first to awaken, as always. She was wrapped tightly in Sirius's embrace, with her own arms around Rhiannon and the witch's head resting on Severus's chest. The wizards' arms holding their wives laid casually on the other wife as well, a pose so natural it seemed as if they'd been at this for years. Now that she'd experienced it, Colleen could think of no better way to wake up. She felt unbelievably protected and treasured, and strong in her own right.
Part of her was in utter shock that the two wizards had actually spent the night together in the same bed— and naked at that. Would they be in denial when they woke up? Angry? Sirius normally slept open mouthed, dead to the world. But this morning he wore a peaceful smile on his face, as if his dreams were a continuation of the euphoria they'd shared the night before. Severus wasn't quite smiling, but he did appear relaxed— vulnerable, even. Could one night have done that much?
The last words they'd heard before falling asleep were Rhiannon's declaration that she loved them. Of course it was no surprise; love flowed through Rhiannon and bubbled over the way she and Sirius described the Amortentia fountain at the Ministry of Magic. Colleen still had trouble grasping what "love" meant when there were four people involved, but if it meant more nights like last night, and more mornings waking up so secure, warm, and blissful, then she was willing to figure it out.
Severus was the next to awaken. He didn't even look over to his companions right away, instead massaging his forehead as if the memories were enough to make him utter a mental "oh fuck" into the universe. The seconds seemed like minutes as Colleen waited for him to acknowledge her. She finally sat up to catch his attention, pulling the covers up over her bare breasts.
"Feeling modest all of a sudden, Colleen Black?" he greeted her in a quiet tone, obviously not ready to be bombarded by conversation and thinking it best to keep their more extroverted partners asleep.
"Just thought it would be best to assess everything as objectively as possible this morning," Colleen replied equally as softly. She already wished there wasn't so much distance between them. She would have liked to be in his strong arms again and cradled to his sturdy chest. Severus had been so much more tender with her than she had expected. There was such a disconnect between the harshness he projected and the behavior he displayed when one managed to break down some of his walls. Clearly the physical between them was going to be easier than conversation. Colleen didn't feel that was necessarily a bad thing; she just wished she was closer to him now.
Severus slung his legs over the side of the bed and stretched tall as he stood, body on full display in the daylight beginning to seep through the sheer green curtains. She knew from her experiences with Sirius that mornings came with erections, but the reminder of Severus's size took her aback. She felt her mouth drop open and she squirmed.
Gods, Colleen, are you going to want sex 24/7 now? Is that how this works? Your normal desires now times three?
Severus sent his bathrobe flying to him and covered quickly, exiting toward the bathroom without so much as a glance in her direction. She sighed disappointedly and snuggled back down between Sirius and Rhiannon. Sirius immediately situated her back in his embrace, and she felt his own throbbing wood against her thigh. Colleen caught a whiff of the witch's hair as she slept, and the perfume lured her back into a half-sleep state.
Dreams overtook her— Rhiannon's feather-soft kisses on her breasts, while both wizards took turns pushing their length inside Colleen's desperate wetness. Sirius...then Severus. Severus laid back and set her on his lap, entering her again...Rhiannon reached down to expertly finger Colleen's clit to help her open...then Sirius slid in next to Severus...
What the fuck? How is this even possible? she wondered, but she was moaning, completely stretched like she would snap. Moaning...gasping...screaming...
"Colleen! Wake up, sweetheart— the rest of us are missing out."
She opened her eyes to Sirius watching her with twinkling eyes and an amused smirk, his head propped up on one elbow. Rhiannon knelt next to her with a knowing smile, and Severus stood at the foot of the bed, fastening the buttons on the arms of his black frock.
"Care to share with the class?" Severus asked her with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh, fuck," Colleen muttered. Her pussy was swollen and on fire. She felt like she would mount anything in sight at that moment.
"You can tell them," Rhiannon coaxed her.
Colleen shook her head vehemently.
"It's perfectly fine," the witch continued. "Do you know how many times I longed for that very thing?"
Severus suddenly seemed to understand all at once. "That will not be happening. And I'm leaving for the school. Professor Aspenfell-Snape, have you procured yourself a substitute for the day of which I'm unaware?"
"No, Headmaster," the witch grumbled, throwing the covers off her breathtaking body with a huff. Colleen watched as she shimmied into a sexy red lace thong and bralette before stepping into a long, royal blue teaching robe. With a wave of her wand, her hair was combed and in a perfect bun. She hurried to the bathroom to take care of last-minute business, and her husband swept out the door without another word.
"Have a lovely day at work, dear!" Sirius called after Severus in a high pitched voice.
Colleen laughed, then shook her head sadly. "So that's it, I guess."
"Not for you and me," Sirius replied with a grin. He pushed her onto her side and pulled back the covers, inspecting her tender backside with a gentle touch.
"Does it hurt?" he asked, concerned.
"Not really. Is it bad?"
Sirius shrugged. "Faint hand marks. Did you really like it when he did that?"
Colleen bit her lip and nodded. "Very much."
"Would you want me to do that sometime?"
"Maybe." She turned back to face him and toyed with his chest hair. "Maybe we could let the Snapes do it to both of us." She ran her tongue along Sirius's bottom lip, her eyes locked on his daringly.
"Maybe they could tie us up, and...I don't know..."Colleen trailed off, not even sure what she wanted. The possibilities seemed endless after last night. "They could heal us afterward, of course."
Sirius shook his head and chuckled. "Is that what you were dreaming about just now?"
"No."
When she didn't elaborate, Sirius gave a teasing smile and reached to tickle between her thighs.
"So you're going to let the Legilimens know but not your husband? I see how this works. Perhaps I should get you good and worked up, just like this, then go downstairs to breakfast." He slid two fingers inside of her ache, palming her clit.
"Oh, Merlin, Sirius...please..."
"Tell me what got that pussy so wet," he whispered, sucking the skin of her neck into his mouth, hard. Colleen knew she wouldn't be able to hide that mark for days. His hand was merciless between her legs, and she began to buck.
Rhiannon emerged from the bathroom, a grin spreading over her face. She withdrew her wand and removed the covers from the Blacks, allowing herself full view of the show. Now a performer, Colleen closed her eyes and really got into her movements, gripping Sirius's bicep with one hand and his cock with the other.
"Ohhhh," he groaned, and Colleen thought for a moment she'd regained the upper hand. "Tell me what you dreamed about, bitch," Sirius muttered.
Colleen laughed devilishly. He had never, ever called her that before.
"You fuck her, and I'll tell you," Rhiannon suggested, stepping closer to the bed.
Sirius wasted no time, slinging Colleen's leg up over his to shag her sideways. They both let out twin groans as his huge morning erection sank inside her.
Rhiannon perched beside them on the mattress, eyes glued to their pounding but showing remarkable restraint, not even disturbing one fold of her teaching robe.
"Sirius," the witch began, her voice sultry like wine.
"Yeah?" he replied breathlessly. He was driving into her so hard that Colleen thought her head might explode with the all-over body impact. Sirius was clearly envisioning himself as some kind of porn star at the moment.
"Your wife would like to experience double penetration. Actually, so would I." Rhiannon said these words as calmly as she might say they both wanted diamond tennis bracelets for Christmas.
Sirius let out a loud laugh but didn't stop his pace, reaching around to play with Colleen's nipples as he continued.
"One in the front, one in the rear?" he said. "I'm sure we could arrange that eventually."
"Well, yes, that would be nice too," Rhiannon acknowledged. "But Colleen was hoping for both of you in..."
"Ha!" Sirius laughed even harder this time. "That...will never work." He was starting to lose his breath a bit. Colleen squeezed her eyes together and tried to concentrate on building her climax, but this conversation was enormously distracting.
"Oh?" Rhiannon replied quizzically. "Are you sure?"
"After last night, and with him now gone, I can safely say that Severus and I hold the Wizarding World Records for girth and length. There is no way in Hades we would both fit in your perfect, tight little cunts." He adjusted his position to pull Colleen closer to him and showered her collarbone and shoulder with kisses.
Rhiannon just shook her head and laughed. "Perhaps your wife wants to try for a Wizarding World Record of her own?"
"Well, at least he didn't say 'no' like Severus did," Colleen spoke up. That fact alone was causing her orgasm to rise quickly as she remembered her steamy dream. She reached her arm back to clutch Sirius's head as the knot inside her tightened and sprang loose, sending her into a scream.
"Rhiannon!" Snape bellowed from downstairs. "If you care to join me for breakfast in the Great Hall, you have until the count of three. There will not be a four."
"Have a beautiful day, my loves!" The witch scooted out of the room supernaturally fast.
"How the hell am I supposed to come after that messed up conversation?" Sirius muttered.
Colleen smiled and slipped off of him, then promptly pushed him back onto the pillows. "I'm sure we'll find a way."
"Mummy! Did you know Cousin Ted had Muggle parents just like me, but he's a wizard!" Ben rushed into Colleen's arms excitedly, laden with a bouquet of enchanted balloons, a new storybook, and a brightly colored Sugarplum's Sweet Shop bag filled to the brim.
"Told ya' they'd spoil him," Sirius said with a wink, lifting the boy into his arms next. "We missed you, Benji. So what do ya' say? You think you'll like being a wizard?"
Ben's tiny arms squeezed Sirius's neck, and the wizard's heart grew about three times its size. There was nothing quite like being a dad.
"I love it, Daddy. They have all kinds of toys for tricks and jokes. They even have a teacup that bites your nose!"
"Dad's a big Weasley Wheezes fan," Tonks explained. "He was going down to visit the twins' shop almost weekly before things got all weird out there. He did manage to get out and grab some sweets for Ben though. That bag should hold him for a month or more."
Colleen was inspecting what seemed to be a never-ending pile of sweets crammed into the Sugarplum's bag.
"One a day, Ben," she said firmly.
Their son chose a blue Sugar Quill before racing off to reunite with his toys.
"All this for a wayward child, or did they find out the truth?" Sirius asked, leading the three of them into the kitchen for some tea.
"Andromeda's sharp," Remus said apologetically. "Cunning as I'll get out. She lives up to the reputation of Slytherin house, although you'd never think it. And it didn't help that Ben talks nonstop about his 'daddy.'" He gave Sirius a warm smile.
Sirius felt like someone lit him up inside, and he beamed. Not only was he thrilled that Ben loved him enough to go on about him, but he was also relieved to have two more people actually know that he existed. It was a strange feeling sometimes— being real to so few people, as if he were a ghost.
"They don't know we're living with the Snapes, or the truth about Dumbledore," Tonks added quickly. "Or where our house is. They understand your situation is a bit precarious and requires some secrecy. But they know about Colleen now and are so happy for you. And surprised she could reign you in and get you to settle down."
Tonks was truly beginning to glow now, her first trimester woes seeming to ease a bit. Sirius was grateful Remus had chosen to come back, and happy that his best friend would soon have his own little one chatting proudly about his dad.
"We got some interesting news while we were there," Remus spoke up, helping himself to a chocolate from Ben's treat bag. "One of Fred and George's friends, Lee Jordan, has figured out a way to create an underground broadcast— a resistance radio show, if you will. Designed to get the truth out about Voldemort and rally everyone around Harry."
Sirius leaned forward eagerly. This sounded exciting. "Great. How do we tune in?"
"Well, you need a password," answered Remus. "They're using names of Order members— fallen ones, it looks like. So I assume you'll be a password at some point. All the hosts and guests have code names, too. They've asked me to be a guest here and there and bring updates. One thing they've tasked us with is monitoring Snape's whereabouts."
"Well, you won't be giving them, right?" Colleen said, her tone noticeably shrill. She set a bountiful charcuterie board on the table for lunch, and Tonks dove in ravenously.
"I have to give them something," Remus replied hesitantly. "Nothing that would compromise our house location of course, but some of his movements and actions at the school would have to be mentioned."
"Everything Snape does has a larger purpose," Sirius reminded him. "You'll need to just make up stuff. We're an alliance, after all."
"So is the Order, of which you, Tonks, and I are members, and Snape is no longer," Remus reminded him sternly.
Sirius shook his head stubbornly. "We won't betray Snape. I'll help you make up stuff. I'm a good storyteller. In fact, you can have me on the show. You said we all use code names, right? I've been told I have a convincing Russian accent."
Remus rolled his eyes. "One night with the man and now you're his sworn protector. Tell me, is he that good in bed? If I'd known this was the way to keep you in line, I might have tried it myself at one point in time."
"Ew," Tonks muttered.
"The Snapes and their movements, locations, and plans are safe with us," Colleen said firmly. "It's non-negotiable. We all agreed that the six of us, Ben, and Harry come first."
"And this radio show is for Harry's benefit," Remus continued to argue. "It's even called Potterwatch."
"Potterwatch, love, not 'Snape Watch,'" Tonks spoke up, offering her husband a cracker she'd stacked with salami and cheese and topped with an olive. "Just because Lee Jordan has it in his head he wants to play some spy game with Snape doesn't mean we have to play."
Remus sighed, defeated. "Do you realize how hard it is to be on both sides?"
"Not really, but Severus Snape does," Colleen interjected softly. "Perhaps you should talk to him."
Remus shook his head. "I will be careful what I say on air, but Snape cannot know about the broadcast. The man is expected to reveal a certain amount of information to Voldemort, and I refuse to jeopardize any tool we have to help Harry. He, Ron, and Hermione may find some way to tune in, and we can share information between safe places that they may need along their journey."
Sirius nodded. "I understand. I don't like keeping things from the Snapes, but I see your point with this one."
Colleen was silent, pursing her lips and staring at her plate. Sirius frowned. Last night had clearly messed with his wife's emotions, just as he'd feared.
"So how was last night, speaking of your new paramours?" Tonks asked as she took a swig of pumpkin juice.
"I thought you said it was 'wonky' and you didn't want to hear about it?" Colleen replied, allowing herself a small smile.
"Well, it is that, but what can I say? Curiosity gets the better of me sometimes. And these hormones are hell. I'm not right in the head."
"So will you do it again?" Remus pressed.
Colleen's eyes flashed to Sirius immediately, as if she'd been waiting all day to ask him that very thing.
Sirius shrugged. "Sure. Why not? It was fun."
"That's all I get? It was 'fun'?" Tonks said disappointedly. "Give the pregnant lady a little more than that, please."
"Hot," Colleen spoke up. "Seriously fucking hot."
Remus hid his eyes behind his hand. "I'm going to see if Ben wants some lunch other than sweets." He threw some cheese and crackers onto a plate so fast they nearly bounced off, and he scrambled out of the kitchen like a bolt of lightning.
"So was Rhiannon everything my cousin always said she is?" Tonks propped her boots up on the breakfast nook bench with a grin.
Colleen nodded, her eyes somewhat dreamy. "I see why he didn't want to give her up. She's intoxicating. And I see why Rhiannon dreamed of being with both wizards. The energy...the magic..."
"Give yourself some credit too, hun," Sirius said, running his hand along her arm. "You had a witch and two wizards completely pussy-whipped for hours."
Tonks shook her purple head with a laugh. "But the question is...are you all four a thing now? Should I expect routine snogging in the kitchen? A giant cuddle on the sofa?"
"No," Colleen said quickly. "I don't want to confuse Ben. He needs boundaries and definitions. Things are uncertain enough as it is." She stood and began clearing dishes away.
"Agreed," said Sirius. "We just might be making use of shield and silencing charms a lot more, after hours."
"Please do," Tonks replied. "And here," she added in a lower voice, reaching into the brown rucksack she'd slung down beside her.
Sirius accepted a folded pink pamphlet from his cousin, its glittering gold words unfolding across the paper in dramatic enchanted etching.
"Mudbloods and the Danger They Pose to a Peaceful Pureblood Society," Sirius muttered. "Well, that's a load of rubbish. Who would take that seriously?"
"Plenty of people," his cousin returned. "Take something decidedly un-pretty and make it pretty-in-pink, and the small minded idiots out there suddenly listen. Unfortunately there are a lot of them. You learn a lot about the public in my line of work. But we're hoping with Potterwatch, us good guys will have a voice out there. To at least encourage each other and give ideas on how to spread our message to counteract theirs."
"Of course," said Sirius. "Count me in. I'll start thinking of my code name and working on that accent."
"The name has to start with 'R.' Not sure why."
"Regulus," Sirius answered quickly.
Tonks wrinkled her nose. "So everyone will think you're a Death Eater?"
Sirius paused. It dawned on him that Remus and Tonks didn't know the truth about Regulus. Dumbledore had made it clear that the issue of Horcruxes was sensitive and on a need-to-know basis. Snape already knew enough from helping Sirius with his memories of his brother and his own conversations with Dumbledore, so Sirius talked about it openly with him and Rhiannon. But they'd agreed not to tell the Lupins just yet. Remus still thought Harry's mission was a big mystery.
So Potterwatch would be a secret from the Snapes like Horcruxes were from the Lupins. Sirius started to feel that nagging guilt of a double agent again, and he didn't like it. He longed for the six of them to be one united front. But war simply wasn't that easy.
"Err, I'll think of another name," Sirius said quickly. "It was just a thought."
Tonks shrugged. "People probably don't remember much about Reg anyway. I guess you can use it if you want."
"I found his journal, at Grimmauld Place last year," Sirius told her quietly. "I'll let you read it if you want. He seemed to feel bad about the family splitting the way it did. Something tells me he wasn't all bad, Dora."
"Hmm. Okay. If you want me to read it, I will."
Sirius stood and pulled her into a hug. "Thanks. And tell your mum I want to come see her. Now that she knows I still walk the face of the earth. There are so few who do that I need to make the most of the ones I have."
Tonks chuckled. "We'll see. The whole world's crawling with Death Eaters, and I'm sure Mum and Dad will be watched again soon. You need to keep laying low, cousin."
"Yeah, yeah, same old line. For an Auror, your sense of adventure is noticeably lacking."
"There's a difference between a sense of adventure and a death wish. Haven't you met Death enough for this lifetime?"
Sirius grinned. "After last night, I'm invincible. It's a sex magic thing."
"Oh, gods. As if you needed anything else to inflate your damn ego," Tonks groaned.