Chapter 9
The Dungeon was loud on a Saturday night and Pansy more than once made comments about how slow the bartenders were that were covering for them tonight.
"Meredith is worthless," Pansy's voice dripped with irritation after their overflowing shots were placed on the table. "She doesn't even know how to pour properly. What a mess."
"That my love is why she works at the Underground instead of the Dungeon, but we needed a few days off," Fleur smiled.
"So what are you two doing in Chicago?" Hermione asked, throwing back her fourth shot of the night.
"It's just going to be a short getaway," Pansy smiled at her partner and then back at Hermione. "We'll only be gone for a few days."
"I know you will miss us," Fleur laughed, "But Draco and Theo will certainly keep you entertained."
Hermione blushed and stole Pansy's shot from her fingers, throwing it back.
"Oh," Pansy leaned close to the tipsy brunette, "What's that blush for, Granger?"
"Promise not to tell?" Hermione asked, a little breathless.
...
Theo reached over to grab the phone while Draco sucks his cock and smiles at the screen.
H is very drunk and just confessed that you are fit as hell and that she would love to fuck you. Thought that might make your night.
Theo let Draco explore his body, licking and sucking, tasting the tip of his hard cock like a lollipop, but when the other man began to take Theo fully into his mouth, pushing past his tongue into his throat, eyes watering as he fought the urge not to gag, Theo felt his abdomen tighten and reached out to pull Draco off of him.
"Stop." Theo commanded. "I'm not ready to come yet. Lay on your belly, ass in the air for me."
When Draco obeyed without complaint, Theo felt himself grow impossibly hard. This was everything that Theo had ever dreamt of.
...
The next morning, as per usual, Theo let himself into Malfoy Manor. He already knew Hermione was on the back patio having mimosas alone. Draco was still asleep upstairs where Theo had left him last night, after forcing the debauched boy to shower, drink some water and eat a little before he took an Ambien. It wouldn't do for him to do something stupid like confess to Hermione.
Could Hermione tell that Draco had sucked a cock for the first time in his life, that Theo had licked his ass until Draco came and then fucked her boyfriend until he was a quivering mess. The welcoming smile she gave him as he walked out onto the patio told him no.
"If you are looking for Draco, I think he took his Ambien last night. He's still out," she said smiling and Theo knew he'd won her over. The suspicious girl from the first night they had met had accepted that he was maybe a rough character but solidly a great "friend" to her boyfriend. A friend that she would like to fuck.
"I came to see you actually," Theo said, sitting down and pouring himself a mimosa and topping hers off.
They chatted about books. Art of War. Nietzche. Machiavelli's The Prince. They finished off three bottles of champagne.
As he watched her grow more and more tipsy, Theo poured his into a plant on the table. As she stood to playfully smack him at some crude comment he made about her dress, he tugged her into his lap. She looked down at him, as he slid his palms over her covered nipples that pebbled under her thin sundress.
"Tell me to stop, Hermione," Theo demanded, his hand gripping her face forcing her to look into his eyes. Her amber eyes were blown wide, her breaths panting and desperate.
Hermione moaned.
"Use your words, love," Theo murmured, one hand tangling in her hair.
She moaned into his touch. "Fuck. Don't stop." He slid his fingers under her dress and pulled her panties to the side and found her wet.
"Ah beautiful, you are fucking drenched. Is this all for me?" Theo asked as her cunt fluttered around his finger, "Damn, you're dripping onto my hand."
"I had to play with myself this morning," Hermione trembled as he brushed her clit with one of his rings. "D-Draco usually wakes me up with his tongue but he slept in today." She was a flame in his lap, and Theo wanted to get burned.
Pushing the large stone of his ring into her clit, she arched her back and moaned loudly as she grew even wetter. Her arousal coated his lap. Ah she was a squirter, what a lovely surprise.
"Good Girl Hermione, did you just come for me?" At her weak nod, Theo grinned. "I'm going to fuck you now," Theo said, sliding a third finger into her, trying to stretch her to take him. He knew Draco was big from last night, but Theo was thicker. She needed some prep for his girth.
She squirmed on his lap, drunk and awash in pleasure.
The moaning noises were driving Theo fucking insane and as he unhooked his belt and freed his cock, he looked up to see Draco standing in the doorway, his face as mask of desire. And as Theo sank into Hermione's wet heat, her face sobbing into the curve of his neck about his size, he mouthed "touch yourself" to Draco, who followed direction like the beautiful submissive Theo knew he was.
And Theo fucked Hermione until she came twice as he tortured her clit with pinches and pressure from his ring. Draco came onto the stones of the patio biting his lip so he wouldn't cry out. After Hermione came the second time, he carried her over to the adjacent table that was free of mimosa fixings and nipped hard at her inner thigh before he buried himself deep inside her. She was drunk and her eyes were closed and she was arching under his touch, lost to her pleasure. He leaned down and sucked her nipple, and then when he saw that Draco looked hungry, he gestured for him to come over and take her nipple in his own mouth. Hermione was sobbing her fifth or sixth orgasm when she passed out, Theo's cum dripping out of her.
Theo examined his hard work, running his hands over her body. Some of his bites were going to bruise and he wished that he had a camera to capture his artwork properly. She was out cold and didn't even react as he slid his cum back inside her swollen body. She'd look so good round with his baby. Theo could not wait.
"Let's take her upstairs, Draco; You know about somnophilia don't you, she said she liked when you licked her awake and then afterwards you can fuck me again."
"Theo...I know about…that… but…" Draco looked nervous, pleading and unsure.
He looked at Draco as he lifted Hermione into his arms. "Do you not want me?"
"I-I do...it's just…" Draco's hand shook with anxiety, so Theo kissed him, hard, trying to soothe away Draco's fears. Cedric had always loved this sort of thing. Hermione would too, Theo was sure of it. It just would take a little time to train her properly.
"We aren't going to hurt her love, we're just going to make her comfortable and then we'll make her feel good. I will show you. We'll take good care of her. And then I will take good care of you. I promise, you'll see."
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Waking by slow degrees, Hermione woke up with Draco naked passed out all over her, their legs tangled, his cum and hers dripping down her legs. The sheets were wet beneath her. Her head throbbed. Her cunt felt so sore in the best way. She'd obviously drank way too much and must have come and had intoxicated sex with Draco while he was on Ambien.
Classy Hermione, classy. Hopefully he didn't feel assaulted. That would be a great way to ruin the best relationship you've ever had! Even if you did dream about Theo's huge cock filling you.
Her breath shook as she remembered how he had been extremely well endowed in her erotic dreams.
He probably was in real life, too. Fantasizing about her boyfriend's childhood best friend, Hermione felt like a horrible person.
As tempting as it was to stay cuddled up with her boyfriend, Hermione was sticky and very wet so she carefully worked her way out from underneath him to head to the shower.
Her body was covered in little bruises and bites, even more than normal with Draco. There was one purple mark on her inner thigh that made her pussy flutter when she touched it.
She ended up having to fuck herself in the shower to try to exorcise the desire that was pumping through her. She wanted it to be Theo whose fingers were inside her. She wanted Draco to kiss her neck at the same time.
God help her, she wanted them both, at the same time.
What was wrong with her?
