Chapter 19

They slipped through the grounds undetected, making their way to the greenhouses easily in the quiet and dark. Hermione didn't dare utter a word as neither boy was saying anything either. She assumed when it was safe, they'd let her know.

Theo took hold of her hand, pulling her against his bare chest, pressing his lips to hers for a passionate kiss. Breaking away, he tugged her along at such an urgent pace Hermione thought he might combust if they took too long to get to their secret clubhouse. Draco strolled with a purpose just ahead of them, checking to make sure the coast was clear until they were walking down that obscured path towards the greenhouse with the overgrowth.

"So, just to clarify," Hermione said, pulling away from another of Theo's kisses, "the two of you have a private bedroom in here."

"Strictly speaking, it's not exclusively ours, but yes. We put the bed in the room and charmed it so that we're the only ones who can freely enter it." Theo answered, pulling her through the rows of plants in bloom. "Why do you ask?"

"All the sex you have in broom cupboards and empty classrooms is just the two of you trying to get caught?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at the boys.

"Well, yes," Draco answered as they reached a door that shimmered when he tapped his wand against it.

"So, you are exhibitionists," Hermione deadpanned.

"Exactly!" Theo exclaimed, "plus getting to rub our sexuality in the face of all those homophobic pricks like McLaggen is just a bonus."

"Who's McLaggen?" Hermione asked as the boys pulled her through the wards, completely missing their answer as she took in the bedroom she found herself standing in.

The glass of the greenhouse was completely clean in here, giving her an unobstructed view of the starry night sky and the vast grounds beyond. Plants and lights were hung from the rafters, and even more vegetation grew in pots around the entire room, covering nearly every available surface. The only piece of furniture void of greenery being the largest bed she'd ever seen. No canopy hung from it, and with it pressed against (and most likely attached to) the glass wall, there was no headboard to obstruct the view in the slightest.

"This is your bedroom?" Hermione asked, completely dumbstruck by just how beautiful and perfect the space was.

"Yes, well this was a storage room when we first got here. Can only take Blaise sending Frank after us so many times before we had to find other accommodations." Draco explained, taking Hermione's hand to pull her further into the bedroom. "This is what we were able to come up with."

"Who the fuck is Frank," Hermione whispered as the hanging light turned off and fairy light filled the room.

"His mum's murderous house elf," Theo answered, pulling her to the bed. "He has goblin blood in him, so he can kill humans unlike full-blooded House Elves. Fairly sure he's behind Walburga Black's death, but she was such a cunt not even the Auror department bothered digging too deep into that case. Old Orion was more than happy to have it declared an accident."

"I'm so confused why we're talking about my uncle's insane parents right now," Hermione murmured while Theo pulled her down, so she was straddling his lap. Her core was clenching and soaked, desperate for attention it'd never received from anyone aside from herself.

Yes, even as Hermione ground herself down on Theo, like a wanton woman, she had to admit to herself that she was in fact a virgin. She'd ripped her hymen herself the year prior when she'd finally decided to try more than just her fingers and had conjured herself an anatomically accurate toy. The sting when she'd broken the barrier hadn't been as painful as she'd thought it would be, but afterwards she sort of understood why all the girls in her dorm were sexually active.

This, however, was next level. The way Theo's hands massaged her arms and how Draco's warm breath felt against her neck as he leaned in close enough to suck on her. It was more than she'd even thought it would be.

No other words passed between the three of them as they slowly peeled away the few layers of clothing that each wore. Hermione's dress was untied, dropping from her shoulders onto the floor. The boys' clothes followed, though Hermione wasn't exactly aware of when it was lost.

All she knew was that she was now laying on her back with Draco's face between her shaking thighs. Her head in Theo's lap as he wiped away the tears that were forming from the intensity of the pleasure Draco was giving her. She was going to explode, and while gasping for air, she did exactly that. Her vision blurred and the explosion happened.

Literally, she looked down just in time to see that she'd sprayed all over Draco's face, her release dripping down his chin, causing him to use the back of his hand to wipe it away. He smirked, that God awful perfect smirk of his that would look misplaced and just wrong on anyone else's face.

"How much do you think you can take?" He asked, rubbing his cock through her slick folds, lubricating himself.

"Whatever you want to give me," Hermione replied, tipping her head back to look at Theo. "Only, maybe take it easy on me at first."

"Anything you say," Theo told her, lining himself up with her mouth. Truth be told, she'd never given much thought to what giving a blow job would be like. Sure, she'd heard about them and in the porn she'd watched she'd seen them given, thinking purposefully choking oneself on a penis was a horrendous idea.

However, she found herself licking her lips and eager to let Theo slide himself in her mouth. She wanted to feel him, taste him, and most of all watch him come undone by what she was doing to him. The thought of bringing this wizard that much pleasure made her even more aroused, which Draco was quick to notice seeing as he was right there.

In a coordinated move, both boys pushed into her, making Hermione gasp at just how full she felt. The toy she'd used did not do justice to the sheer girth of Draco. Theo's length hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag and he pulled back enough that she was able to enjoy it more.

Draco began thrusting in earnest, and Hermione couldn't stop herself from grinding her pelvis against his. He touched a spot inside her that she'd not even known existed, making her orgasm come on stronger than she'd ever had one come on before.

Theo thrusted above her, making sure to not go as deep. She swirled her tongue and ran it the length of his dick, loving the feeling and the power she held over him. It was intoxicating. Not knowing what else to do with her hands, she gripped Theo's backside, kneading the firm muscles there.

Draco continued to push inside her, the stretch he caused making her mewl around Theo's cock. Just everything about this moment was perfect, and she threw up a thanks that her first time got to be here in this beautiful space with these two boys that loved her. It was everything anyone could ever hope for.

The thought had hardly crossed her mind before her legs were trembling again and her orgasm was knocking and ready to toss her over the edge and into the abyss. As her walls fluttered around Draco, letting him know what was coming, he gripped her hips, very likely leaving behind bruises.

His thrusts became erratic and so did Theo's. She realized they were both going to cum. Theo down her throat and Draco inside her, but she was powerless to stop them or to even want them to stop. She lifted her hips, being Draco deeper and gripped Theo so that he couldn't pull away. She wanted this, she wanted them, and she wanted to feel all they had to offer.

Then she was done. Her cunt clamped down on Draco, milking him for all he was worth, and she hollowed her cheeks sucking on Theo. The salty taste of his cum hit the back of her throat and she greedily drank him down, as if she were a dying woman. Draco pumped into her, thrusting forwards, ensuring that not a drop slipped out of her, pushing it as far into her womb as he could.

With all three of them spent and unable to move, they collapsed right there on top of the sheet in a tangle of limbs. Her eyelids were heavy and as both boys' breathing evened out, Hermione allowed sleep to take her. There would be more nights like this, that she was sure of, but she was going to enjoy every second she had with them, nonetheless.