A/N: Theo is a terrible person, in case you forgot. CW: Dub-Con. Non-con Drug Use, and General Lack of ethics.

Chapter 10

Theo sat at his desk and typed out a quick text to Draco.

Come to the Dungeon tonight. Pack a change of clothes for you and H.

It was met with:

Consider it done.

Draco was so fucking obedient. Theo had to adjust himself in his pants as he reread the text for the tenth time. He'd always known that Draco would be a good boy when Theo finally possessed him the way he had dreamt of since he'd been a teenager.

Theo tapped his fingers on his desk, he needed something. He felt discontented and he frowned. It had been too long since Draco's last message and Theo wanted attention, so Theo typed out another message.

How's she doing?

Theo stared at the screen in impatience as he waited for Draco to respond. It was less than two minutes before Draco responded, but it felt like ten times as long.

Tired. Sore. Cuddly.

Theo smiled to himself. They really had used her well yesterday. He wondered if she had bruises today from the top of the outdoor table. He'd be sure to check when he licked and bit her all over tonight.

Get your rest. You are going to need it for what I have planned for tonight.

Draco followed up the text messages with a picture of him and Granger cuddling in bed, and she was already asleep on his chest.

Smirking, Theo noticed that the sheet was a different color than last night. God the three of them had made their bed messy last night. Draco must have remade it.

He hummed in satisfaction at Draco's words: tired, sore, cuddly. She'd be more of all three tonight if he had anything to say about it. He was going to keep breaking them in, making them his. They needed to be properly trained, but Draco was naturally obedient and Hermione was in a particularly needy position. She needed someone to take care of her and Theo was already taking care of Draco. What was one more baby to take care of?

Theo had enough money to fund whatever science university program and research that they wanted to do without breaking a sweat. His current holdings were massive, in both legitimate and less savory businesses. He could afford to keep them both in the lifestyle to which they were accustomed. In Hermione's case, he would make sure she never had to pinch pennies again.

He wanted her in designer dresses and expensive shoes. He wanted her to have the finest silk panties so he could rip them off with his teeth. He wanted to tie her to him so well that she never considered leaving him.

Draco was already his in every way that mattered. Draco would never leave Theo again, tonight was the next step in making this a fact carved in stone. Soon Draco would be unable to deny that he belonged to Theo.

Hermione would learn to accept his care as well. It was what was best for her. She'd learn that. Theo would teach her everything she needed to understand. He'd make her happy, just like he made Draco happy. As long as he had their complete obedience, he would do anything for them, fulfill their every desire as long as none of those desires were freedom.

...

Theo was sitting at the bar waiting for Draco and Hermione to appear. Thank fuck that Pansy and Fleur were on their way to Chicago to handle an issue for him or he would have had to hear their non-stop commentary on how nervous he was. His first public date in the entirety of his life. Blaise had ribbed him mercilessly earlier. If the man hadn't been his best friend, Theo would have shot him. He still might, maybe in the foot.

He smoothed is black suit jacket for the hundredth time and looked at his watch again as though more than a minute had passed.

Meredith and Suze, the girls he had brought over from two of his other bars, didn't dare say anything to him other than asking if he wanted another drink. He was grateful for that. He spun the skull ring on his pinky and wondered what version of Hermione would walk through the doors tonight. Would she look at him in desire or distrust? He'd worked so hard to make it possible to have her, to have them and he hoped that he hadn't pushed too fast and hard. Theo didn't think he could survive it if all of this blew up in his face.

The club was getting busier as the minutes ticked by, Greg letting in more and more women in short dresses and high heels. It was a ladies night, with drink specials and all female DJs. As of right now there were only five or six men in the club and they all worked for him, except the regular at the end of the bar who'd been sitting on that same stool since this place had been a trashy dive bar with brown shag carpet and a jukebox that never worked.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Draco and Hermione walked in. They were a vision. Draco was in all black, his button down shirt rolled up to reveal his pale forearms. His black jeans were tight and Theo couldn't wait to peel them off later.

Hermione was in a short shimmering red dress, its straps thin and a matching red choker. Her black heels were tall, and he hoped Draco had brought her something more comfortable to slip on later. If not, Theo could always massage her feet. He bet her arches would be sore after what he had planned.

Blaise caught them by the door and snagged the backpack that Draco had brought, winking at Theo as he headed up to take it to his office. Theo rolled his eyes at his friend, not wanting to encourage him further.

Theo had plans to take Draco and Hermione up there in a few minutes anyway.

"Hey Theo!" Draco smiled and supported Hermione as she walked. Theo wondered if she had worn such sexy shoes for his viewing pleasure. If Hermione had dressed up for him, he wasn't going to complain. She looked stunning.

"Draco," Theo smiled, pulling him into an embrace. Then he turned the full force of his smile onto Hermione who blushed so prettily. "Hermione." He kissed her cheek and could feel the shiver run through her body.

"Want a drink?" Theo smiled, motioning to Suze at the bar to hand him the two glasses of champagne that he had her pour and put in the mini fridge under the bar.

He handed a flute to each of them.

"What are we celebrating?" Hermione asked, looking at the champagne.

"The first day of the rest of our lives," Theo smiled, taking a glass from the bartender and clinking his flute with Hermione's and Draco's.

The two of them drained their glasses and Theo smiled as he noticed that their eyes were trained on his lips as he drank. He'd managed to captivate the two of them.

"Come on, let's head up to my office where we can relax for a few minutes." Theo smiled again. The final stages of the cat and mouse game that he had been playing with the two of them finally falling into place. He loved the obedient way that Draco fell into step behind him, Draco's arm tight around Hermione's waist, keeping her where she was supposed to be.

Theo saw the bag that Blaise had stashed next to his futon couch. Hermione stretched out on the cushions, Draco standing awkwardly for a minute, watching Theo move through his space. His office was his lair. He had all kinds of interesting things hidden in secret compartments all over the room and knowing where everything was made him feel in complete control of everything that happened in that room.

Theo had been preparing for their arrival for hours. Earlier he'd made a fancy Italian raspberry mojito for each of them, prepared special with his own hands.

He'd left the glasses on his desk for them, the crushed pills long since dissolved, but the murky cocktails would disguise it anyway. He stirred them with the sugar cane piece that he had stuck in each, next to the lime and the little floating edible flower. He couldn't give the two of them bouquets yet, but this was his start. The beginning of truly courting the two of them, the night that Theo would always remember as their first date.

Taking the glass from Theo, Draco looked at him skeptically for a minute, and Theo raised an eyebrow, silently commanding. Do as you are told.

Draco drained the glass as though that was what Theo had asked him to do.

"Delicious," the blonde whispered, his eyes hooded. And Theo knew that he wasn't speaking about the cocktail.

"Hermione, I have a drink for you as well," Theo smiled, bringing their little enchantress her drink. She looked so perfect, licking her lips, her amber eyes bright.

She accepted it gladly and took a sip. "Oh this is really good."

Theo watched her drink the cocktail and then suck on the piece of sugar cane. "Can I get another one?"

"Maybe later," Theo grinned, looking forward to how she'd act after one glass let alone two. "Did you bring different shoes? I was thinking that we could go to the back bar and do some dancing."

"Oh that sounds fun," Hermione smiled, sitting down her cup. "Draco isn't all that keen on dancing usually."

"D-," Theo turned to him, watching the way that Draco leaned against Theo's desk, his pale hands gripping the edge, his eyes tracing Theo's every movement. Theo had added a little bit more uppers to Draco's drink to counteract the sleeping pills from two nights ago. He hadn't gone too heavy with anything, just enough to make sure that they had a good time tonight. "You'll come downstairs and dance with us won't you?"

"Of course, Theo," Draco said, never letting his eyes leave Theo's. "And Hermione, I brought you some cute flats. They are in the backpack."

"You are so sweet! These heels look great, but my feet already hurt."

"I'll rub them for you later," Theo promised and enjoyed the blush that spread across her cheeks and the way she nearly tripped before crossing the room and swapping out her shoes. The stilettos didn't fit in the bag, so she sat them neatly next to it. It was one more thing that Theo liked about her, her inclination to keep things just so.

The DJ downstairs was starting a new set so it was the perfect time to head downstairs and in about a half an hour they would both start to feel the effects of their drinks. Theo couldn't wait.

...

Hermione's pupils had dilated and she moved in the space between Draco and Theo like she was made out of water. Draco gripped her hips and ground himself against her. Theo could tell that she was whispering into Draco's ear, long winded rambling that was lost in the loud music and sounds of people all around them.

Theo ran his fingertips teasingly over her arms and was rewarded with gooseflesh and Hermione biting that perfect lower lip. Draco met Theo's eyes and Theo thought he could drown in them, the black of his pupils had nearly swallowed the pools of liquid mercury that were normally there.

Spinning Hermione around so that her ass was against his body, Theo spread his hand over her lower abdomen wondering if he ran a finger along her panties if she'd be soaked. Her nipples were hard in the thin fabric of her dress despite the warmth on the dance floor. Theo moved in time with the music, making Hermione move with him.

Draco caressed her, his hands running down her neck and arms, rewarded with a low moan she tore from her throat unbidden. He leaned forward and kissed her, and Theo had a front row seat for the show. Despite Hermione's petite size, Draco leaned down into her as he claimed her mouth, pushing her body even more into Theo's.

Theo could in no way disguise how her body affected him. His hard erection was pressed into her ass as Draco kissed her deeply, no longer even pretending to dance. He pulled back and Hermione took deep breaths, her head falling back against Theo's shoulder. Theo placed a gentle kiss on the exposed line of her neck. She shivered and her back arched in pleasure.

With one hand Theo gripped her hip and with the other he reached out and grabbed what else he wanted.

His thumb ran over Draco's cheekbone, pulling the other man in, making no pretense about what he was about to do. Draco only licked his lips in anticipation before Theo captured them, claiming, owning, nipping. Draco's mouth was warm and willing. Their tongues met in each other's mouths and Theo couldn't wait to feel that tongue around the head of his cock.

Hermione let out a low moan. Theo looked down at her wide-eyes.

"Does it turn you on?" Theo asked, his voice in her ear. "Watching me kiss your boyfriend?"

Words failing her, Hermione only nodded, licking her lips. Theo's hands cupped her breasts, rolling her hard nipples through her dress.

"Keep your eyes open, sirelis," Theo murmured in her ear so that she could hear over the insistent thump of the music and the dancing bodies all around them. She couldn't seem to focus on anything beyond the sensations that the two of them were giving to her.

One of Theo's hands twined into Draco's hair and pulled him closer again, Draco's leg slotting between Hermione's bringing them as close together as humanly possible without fucking in the middle of the dance floor.

Theo enjoyed the teasing of bringing Draco's lips nearly to his own, but not quite bridging the distance. Draco's expression grew increasingly desperate and Hermione was letting out little whimpers that were making Theo's cock twitch.

The song changed and one of Theo's favorites filled the air. He rolled his hips against Hermione in time with the beat and began singing the lyrics against Draco's lips.

"If only I can get through this. I just gotta get through this. I just gotta get through this," Theo sang, his eyes locked with Draco's. Draco surprised him then by being the one who bridged the gap, capturing Theo's lips. Hermione stroked Draco's chest as the two men kissed.

Theo nearly laughed when he considered that, if he was anyone else, Blaise or Adrian would have been pulling them off the dance floor telling them to either cool off or head to a hotel, but he was too busy kissing his dragon to take a breath, let alone pause to chuckle.

And finally the ache in his balls became too much, and Theo broke the kiss. Hermione was staring at them with longing.

"Did you want this too princess?" Theo asked her, tilting up her chin so that he could look into her beautiful face.

"Yes," she replied, licking her lips.

Theo didn't give her any time to reconsider, capturing her lips with his. He kissed her roughly, nipping at her lip, plunging his tongue in, gripping her hair, swallowing her moans as he devoured her. He made a contented noise as he pulled back, looking in her face for any sign of regret and found none.

Draco too looked desperate to taste Theo again.

"Come on," he told them both. "I'm gonna take you two up to my office and fuck the hell out of you both. If that's okay." The last was added as an afterthought. He knew that they wanted him. Draco was practically panting for it. Hermione might have let him fuck her in the middle of the dance floor if he had tried. She was probably dripping down her thighs.

Draco nodded, and that earned him a pat on the cheek and a "good boy."

"And you Hermione?" Theo ran a finger along her thigh just below her skirt's hem. "Do you want Draco and I to fuck the hell out of you upstairs?" Theo steeled himself for her rejecting him, but she didn't.

She was wide-eyed and panting, but she gasped out the word. "Yes, please."

"What a good girl you are," Theo praised her. "Using your words."

He grabbed her by the hand leading her off the dance floor with Draco, moving like a lithe cat, followed behind them. Theo ignored Blaise's smirk as he led his two babies up to his office. They had just proved they were willing to be his, so Theo was going to claim them. He would make them his in every way that mattered. His fingers tightened around Hermione's and she squeezed him back.

His office was empty of course and the music from downstairs offered a soundtrack for Theo's planned evening of debauchery. He clicked on the mood lighting, greens and blues and stars shining on the walls and the occupants, turning off the harsh overheads. He wanted their first night together, just the three of them, to be perfect. The surveillance camera screens were clicked off as well. Blaise knew that he was in charge tonight. Theo had no doubts about his second in command's ability to handle the club and any other issues that arose. Theo's phone was set to silent as well and dropped into a drawer.

"Time to drink some water, love." Theo commanded, an open bottle of water pressed into her hands. "Be a good girl for me, please." He was nearly undone by the big eyes she cast upon him when she looked up at him. Hermione definitely had a praise kink, she needed that positive reinforcement. Theo could work with that. She was a very good girl after all.

She stood there gulping water and Theo tossed a water bottle to Draco, who also drank deeply. Theo knew the drugs had to be making them feel dehydrated by now, but neither were complaining. They just looked breathless and flushed, and ready for him to use them the way he intended.

He unfolded the futon and tossed the pillows to the side, they weren't going to be needed for a while anyway. He planned to have them at least twice tonight. Hermione was watching him with eager eyes. He walked up to her, gripping her throat as he kissed her again.

"Draco," Theo met the other man's eyes. "Strip." He could feel Hermione squeeze her thighs together in pleasure at the way that he was commanding Draco. She obviously enjoyed watching her boyfriend being dominated.

She hadn't seen anything yet.

He ran his hands over all her exposed skin. She was clearly feeling the full effects of the ecstasy that he'd put in her drink. She sought his touch by angling and wiggling closer to him. Her breasts were pressed against his chest, her fingers clenched onto his belt. Her fingertips were on the tiny bit of skin she could reach as though his skin was the source of all life in the universe.

The woman was worshiping him.

Such a fucking good girl.

So perfect.

He kissed her and squeezed just a little more on her throat, continually listening to her breath to make sure that she wasn't in distress. He didn't want to push her too far too soon. He wanted to keep her permanently. Draco was already his as far as Theo was concerned. Hermione, on the other hand, Hermione could run. She did still have people. Theo had plans to change that. He wanted her to rely on him and Draco and no one else, except maybe his people, but they were just an extension of his will after all. He needed to be her everything. And he knew how to make that happen.

"Get on the bed Hermione," Theo commanded, stepping back from the quivering brunette. She didn't immediately obey him, so he leaned in, his lips at the shell of her ear. "Hermione, if you won't be a good girl, I will be forced to punish you. And that won't be the type of fun I want to have with you tonight. So get on the fucking bed." She squeaked in surprise at his tone, but this time did as he had ordered her.

Well, one of them had to be a brat. She just needed some training, although having to punish her would be fun for him, too. She'd have to decide if she preferred his rewards in bed or his punishments and adjust her behavior accordingly. She was a scientist after all. He couldn't wait to see which one she chose.

"You can touch yourself while I play with Draco," Theo smirked at her, as she sat back, spreading her legs. Her panties were clearly soaked. He couldn't wait to fuck that sweet wet cunt again and feel her body clench his cock. He'd been unable to stop thinking about it all day, in fact. He could barely concentrate on work, because all he wanted to do was to wank thinking about his two perfect little nerds, such a smart and pretty pair.

"On your knees, Dragon." Theo's voice was husky with lust as he unlocked his belt buckle and slid his belt to the floor. The sound of it hitting the ground caused Hermione to moan. Theo couldn't help but smile. Nude as commanded, Draco immediately dropped in front of Theo, his hands on his thighs in front of him, looking like a supplicant. Theo knew what Draco needed. He freed his cock and watched as Draco's mouth opened, saliva already pooling there.

Theo stroked Draco's cheek and looked up to be certain that Hermione was keeping her eyes on them. She had her knees bent and legs spread as she leaned back on the arm of futon. Her fingers were teasing her wet core as she watched what Theo was about to do to her boyfriend.

Theo smacked his cock a few times against Draco's cheek, before smiling down at Draco. "Open wide, love." Draco obeyed without hesitation. Theo closed his eyes while Draco worked him with his mouth. The lessons of the last couple nights had clearly been adopted by Draco. He was hollowing his cheeks, using his tongue and doing his damnedest to get Theo to spill down his throat. Theo gripped Draco's blond locks and started to fuck Draco's mouth.

He looked up and there was Hermione in all her glory, she had pushed down her dress to reveal her glorious tits, one hand cupping one breast playing with her nipple rings, and the other had pushed aside her panties and had buried two fingers in her cunt. She was so wet that her body made obscene sounds that Theo adored. He was hoping that they could make her squirt tonight. The sight of Hermione fucking herself as she watched Theo's cock disappear down Draco's throat was enough to send him over the edge, but instead Theo bit the inside of his cheek and fought back his orgasm for a little longer, yearning to savor the experience. He truly had the two of them in his grasp; he didn't wish to rush any of this.

It was so sweet to finally attain what you had been craving. Theo didn't think anything was as good as this. He certainly had a tendency to enjoy one lover to the exclusion of anyone else, Cedric had been proof of that. Hermione and Draco gave him everything that he could possibly want in a perfect little package. And they needed him, he'd make sure that they understood how much they needed him.

Draco managed to get Theo's cock all the way down his throat, his perfect lips touching the base and his hands clenched on Theo's thighs. Draco met Theo's eyes and the look of panic at his lack of air that Theo saw there was enough to send him over the edge. Oh that little bit of fear was such an aphrodisiac. Draco sucked in air hungrily as Theo pulled backwards. Drool dripped down Draco's chin and he looked so utterly debauched and they'd only just begun.

"What a good boy you are," Theo stroked Draco's face as he pulled his cock out of his mouth and tucked it away for the moment. Draco, naked, kneeling at his feet was nearly enough to have Theo hard again. He pulled Draco to his feet and kissed him deeply, tasting his own spend in Draco's mouth. "Go lay on the bed, on the opposite side from Hermione and no touching yourself."

Draco nodded and did as he was told. Theo wondered if the man's mind was going a million miles a minute from all the drugs, but his body seemed calm, he wasn't clenching his jaw, or fidgeting. Draco looked perfectly at ease, maybe microdosing his lover and dominating him was good for Draco's anxiety. Theo would have to experiment more with that, how he looked forward to it.

Theo crawled onto the bed, and came to lean over her, loving how petite she was. Knowing that he wasn't ready for Hermione to see all the old burns and scars that covered his back, he only rolled up his sleeves and unbuttoned his shirt as he looked down at her fucking herself with her fingers like he'd commanded. She hadn't stopped throughout Draco's perfect blow job. She really was a lovely little creature, she was dripping wet, her fingers coated in her slick. Her face was flushed and her eyes so dark that the honey of her pupils engulfed her irises . The blue and green lights of his office made her look ethereal.

"I'm gonna come," she whispered to him, her voice needy.

"Not until I say so, pet." Theo smirked at her, pleasure running through him at the knowledge that he was going to have to train her, that she wouldn't be naturally obedient like Draco was.

She shook her head, "Have to." She doubled her efforts, stroking her clit and pinching her nipple harder.

"Stop Hermione." Theo grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands away from herself drawing a deep moan of despair. Theo ignored her and put both her wrists behind her, gripping them in one of his hands, taking the silk tie that he was wearing off with the other hand and tying her wrists with it. "Now only good girls and boys get to come, Hermione. You want to be a good girl, don't you?"

She was panting as he pressed himself into her, his knee lightly pressing into her core. Now that her wrists were bound, he slid his fingers into her curls, and kissed her. He barely gave her time to breathe, keeping her writhing and moaning into his mouth as she ground on his knee. Right when her body tensed indicating that she was about to orgasm, Theo pulled back from her body just a little, enjoying her needy little whimpers. He didn't think that he would ever get tired of having her like this.

So so perfect.

He looked over his shoulder at Draco and flashed him a smile. Draco was so obedient. His hands were clenched in the fabric so as to not touch his hard cock that sat against his belly.

Returning his focus to the pretty brunette in front of him, Theo snapped the straps on her dress causing her to squeak in surprise. If he had one of his knives handy he would have sliced it clean off of her. That would have to wait for next time. Her dress pooled around her waist and Theo shoved it up her thighs. He ran his hands possessively over her skin. He rubbed his thumb over the huge bruise that his teeth had left on her inner thigh.

"Do you like it when I mark you?" Theo asked teasingly, but when she didn't answer him, his voice grew harsh. "Answer me when I ask you a question." Hermione was looking at Theo's hand on her skin and the love bite there and then back at his face as though she was trying to solve some equation.

"Draco, do you like my marks on Hermione?" Theo tilted her leg so Draco could see the one he was caressing. Draco came up behind him, putting his chin on Theo's shoulder so that he could see better. Theo hummed in contentment as Draco put an arm around his waist. He could truly get used to this.

"Yes. She looks gorgeous covered in love bites, but only yours and mine," Draco drawled in that Scottish accent he had picked up at boarding school. Theo loved it, he almost commanded him to talk more, but instead focused himself back to the task at hand.

"Oh, of course. As if we would ever share our princess with anyone else," Theo agreed, his knuckle running along the center of her wet panties causing her to gasp and her eyes roll back into her head. "Hermione, tell me with your words, do you like my marks on you?"

"Mmmmhmmm," she agreed, desperately seeking friction by moving toward him, but he kept a hold of her leg, limiting her movement. She couldn't do more than whimper in his grip.

Theo put his thumb to her lips and commanded, "Suck." Hermione obeyed with diligence, licking and caressing the digit with the same dedication that he had seen her show when sucking Draco's cock. He continued stroking the gusset of her panties, feeling her growing even more wet.

"Dragon, should I suck on her pretty little nipples?" Theo kissed the other man passionately, teeth and tongue distracting him from Hermione for a minute or two. Hermione, frustrated at being ignored, nipped his thumb to try to regain Theo's full attention.

"Oh, Hermione, that was naughty." Theo pulled his thumb back. "Draco is going to come first now because he's a good boy and you'll just have to watch and wait." He was going to make her watch as he and Draco made a mess of each other. She was going to be edged within an inch of her life tonight. He would train her and either she would comply or she wouldn't.

He wasn't sure which possibility delighted him more.

Theo flipped Draco so that his head was against Hermione's belly. She needed a front row seat so that she knew what Theo could do, how he could make her feel if she could just learn to always obey him. She'd never want for anything if she could learn to love his control. Theo ran his thumb across her jaw and kissed her deeply, his other hand tugging on her nipple ring. She sobbed when he pulled back.

"Watch me make Draco all messy, Hermione, you deserve a front row seat." Theo smiled up at her as he kissed his way over Draco's chest and navel. Theo's tongue played with the light dusting of hair there.

Draco's back arched and his toes curled as Theo licked the tip of his hard cock, tasting the precum gathering there. Draco's moan was echoed by one by Hermione, and Theo could see that she was chewing on her lip. She was going to bloody herself. Regretfully he pulled himself off Draco for a minute and grabbed a lollipop from the candy jar that looked like an antique raku sculpture on his shelf. Tearing the wrapper off, he popped it into her mouth. "Don't chew your lip like that Hermione, suck on the lollipop, alright?" He could tell that the watermelon flavor was a source of intense pleasure for her, her eyelids fluttered and she made a little moan. What had Draco said - that she didn't care for sweets? She was going to crave them now, he would bet, just like she would crave him when he was done with her tonight. She wouldn't be able to make it through a day without wanting him between her legs.

Theo licked and kissed his way back down Draco's body, exploring again the perfection and hard curves. He loved being dressed while having his way with their naked bodies, one more way in which Theo held all the power and control.

When Theo began to play with Draco's cock with his hands, spitting on the tip and causing Draco to whimper pathetically, Theo thought that the things that he was feeling for the beautiful man beneath him were much more intense than lust could ever be. He needed Draco to fall apart and to scream with his release. Theo needed to burrow so far under Draco's skin that Draco could never imagine leaving him.

Running his hands over Draco's body, Theo deep throated the man's cock. He popped his mouth off the cock and sucked his own fingers, getting them wet and ready. He sucked Draco's cock, showing off all the little tricks that he'd learned to properly take care of another man. He played with Draco's tight puckered hole, easing one finger in, causing Draco to let loose a guttural moan. Hermione too was fixated on the show before her, sucking furiously on the lollipop. Theo couldn't wait to shove his cock between those swollen lips, replacing her sweet with something salty.

Theo added a second finger and curved them within Draco's body seeking the spot that would make him truly lose all semblance of control. It didn't take long.

"Bloody fucking hell, Theo, fuck fuck!" Draco yelled as his muscles tensed.

"It's okay, baby, you can cum," Theo whispered as he pulled his mouth off Draco's cock for a moment, and added a third finger to his ass.

Draco came hard when Theo tongued the slit of his cock, Theo moved backwards so that Draco's cum sprayed all over his abdomen and chest.

"Oh look, dragon, you've made a big mess, what will we ever do now?" Theo sighed, taking a dollop of cum with his finger and putting it between Draco's panting lips. Draco's tongue removed all the seed from Theo's finger in a manner so erotic that Theo's cock grew painfully hard again.

He put another bit of Draco's cream on his finger and offered it to Hermione, removing her sucker with a pop and replacing it with the cum. She chased after his finger when he pulled it away, but he replaced the lollipop between her lips ignoring her frustrated moan. He was so used to her being talkative, but high and aroused Hermione was a creature of moans and sighs. Theo loved how lost she was to the pursuit of her own pleasure. She was a wild animal like this, her lips mouth frantically working at the lollipop that was staining her lips a bright red.

Theo smacked Draco's thigh and commanded, "Flip over, I want you on your hands and knees, facing Hermione."

Draco, obedient as ever, did as he was told. Theo kissed his way down his back, lingering over several of the familiar scars that he remembered cleaning up when Draco had been a boy. He knew every inch of this body and soon Theo would know the stories for every scar and imperfection that Draco had gained in the time that they had been separated. There would be no secrets that Draco would have from Theo Nott.

Theo stood and removed his belt, slowly rolling it up as he watched the two of them, Draco on his hands and knees and Hermione with her hands tied behind her back, sucking on that lollipop. They made a gorgeous pair. Next time he did this he needed to have his polaroid camera. He wanted to immortalize how attractive the two of them were, how he had debauched them. His rolled up belt sat on the corner of his desk. He dropped his pants and folded them over one of his chairs. He stepped out of his boxers and carefully laid them there as well. Draco was shivering in anticipation and Hermione was staring at Theo's exposed cock in blatant want. His shirt stayed on, only the front of his chest and his forearms exposed. He was still more clothed than the two of them on the futon.

Theo grabbed one of the packets of lube that were hidden in one of the antique candy jars on his desk and tore it open with his teeth.

"Ready, Draco?" Theo asked, climbing behind him.

"Yes, please fuck me." Draco begged so prettily and Theo's stroking hands felt Draco's cock twitch as he started to harden again. Theo dripped the lube onto Draco's ass, massaging it into the hole that he was so looking forward to taking next. These two were just perfection.

Lubing up two of his fingers before tossing the little packet into a nearby trash can, Theo slid them slowly inside Draco, stretching his body to prepare it for Theo's imminent invasion. Draco bit back a sob and Theo made soothing noises, pulling back his fingers to wipe them on the handkerchief he pulled out of his shirt pocket. Theo lined his cock up with Draco's body and leaned forward, commanding, "Fuck Hermione with your fingers while I fuck you, but don't let her cum. Stop every time she gets close. Do you understand me, Dragon?" As Theo asked the last question, he'd been slowly pushing past the tight ring of Draco's body. Draco screamed his assent when Theo was fully seated.

The wet sounds that Hermione's cunt made as Draco finger fucked her were obscene. Theo thought that it, coupled with Draco's frantic moans as Theo fucked him, might be his new favorite combinations of sounds. It was like the music Orpheus must have played for Hades, utterly divine.

Every time Hermione's cries got a little too frantic or her breathing a bit too shallow, Draco would pull his hands from her body, fisting the cushion as Theo thrust into him again and again. The slow speed of Theo's claiming of Draco was making the other man insane, but Theo gripped his hips and made him suffer through it, despite Draco's desire for rougher sex. Theo was allowing every word of his feelings that he could never speak aloud come through in the gentle way that he was possessing Draco. By the time the two of them finished, Hermione had nearly orgasmed half a dozen times and was nearly sobbing in need. Draco and Theo were dripping in sweat. Theo had no idea how long they had been going at it, but finally his body felt ready to cum, so he redoubled his efforts, finally fucking Draco with the roughness and abandon that the blond had been expecting.

When Theo spilled himself inside of Draco, the blond came with a shout which was unintelligible, which was a good thing because Theo was pretty sure that he had shouted, "mine" as he had emptied his balls into Draco's body. His possessiveness is going to get him into trouble. Draco collapsed to the bed and Theo shifted him over, so he could yank Hermione down the bed by her ankles. The drugs that Theo had taken were working well as he was still hard as a rock despite the cum that was even now dripping out of Draco's asshole.

He loomed over her as Hermione laid underneath him, kissing her deeply before stepping away from her, cleaning his cock with a warm cloth that he had in a warmer in one of the cabinets by his desk.

Draco was clearly fighting sleep, but his eyes trailed after Theo as though he was certain that the man was an illusion and going to disappear at any moment. Draco was rubbing tiny circles on Hermione's shoulder that Theo found deeply endearing, they really were devoted to one another. It was one more thing that Theo adored about his new pair of pets. If he was busy, they could play together and he wouldn't need to worry.

Climbing over the top of her and looking down, Theo smiled, before grabbing that lollipop, almost completely sucked down to the stick, and tossing it one handed into the trash can without looking. It made a clang noise as it landed inside the metal can.

"I know you can be a good girl, Hermione," Theo whispered. "Tell me how much you like my cock. How much you've been wanting me."

"Fuck Theo, I want you so badly." She thrust her hips trying to reach him, but his grip on hips kept her from getting herself close enough.

"Beg for it, pet," Theo murmured, rubbing his cock head back and forth along her dripping folds just teasing her entrance. "Tell me you want me to fill you up with my cock, with my cum."

"Fuck, Theo, fuck, please, please. Make me feel good. I'm going to die if I don't come. Please please please, fuck me. I need you. I need you so badly."

Hermione passed out as soon as Theo pulled out of her, his cum dribbling onto the futon mattress from her abused pussy. He turned to Draco behind him who was still hard and aching with it. Theo untied Hermione's wrists and rubbed her arms and hands and fingers making sure the blood flow was restored before he continued debauching her.

Theo kissed Draco deeply, their unconscious girl between them.

...

Hermione woke up just before she came all over Theo's face, Draco's mouth working on her nipple. Theo smiled into her cunt as she arched off the bed, screaming both of their names. She was so perfectly responsive.

The music downstairs had long since stopped its desperate thumping rhythm and the after closing crooning hits that the staff played were melodic and soothing.

Theo was just starting to get tired, but he could hold off sleep a bit longer, he was enjoying the cuddles. He'd never laid like this with Cedric after a long night of ecstasy and sex, but Draco's cheek was against Theo's chest and Theo's fingers ran through those perfect pale locks, the sweat from the night's exertions giving them the slightest wave. Hermione was deeply asleep again, her leg thrown over his thigh, her dripping core pressed against his skin. Her fingers twitched every so often in her sleep. He placed a hand on her lower back, enjoying having her so close.

Draco nuzzled Theo in his sleep and made a small contented noise that made Theo feel warm inside.

His two new pets were so perfect, so clever, so responsive. He loved the way that they had both orgasmed while full of him. He couldn't imagine losing either of them. He needed to be better, to do better than he had with Cedric. He needed to keep them safe. He had thought that keeping Cedric a secret was enough protection, but clearly he had been wrong. Draco and Hermione were his treasure, Draco may be the dragon, but Theo knew how to protect what was his. He'd just have to make them understand that what he did was necessary. He just wanted to keep them safe after all.

...

When they left the next morning, Theo walked them out and hugged Draco and kissed Hermione goodbye.

In the shadows across the street, someone was watching. As Adrian opened the door to help Hermione inside the vehicle, the watcher saw the hickies that covered her throat. He wondered if she was the replacement for Diggory. Nott's tastes were certainly eclectic. His boss would want to know about this new development. He snuffed out his cigarette and left to find a payphone to report in as soon as the town car was gone from in front of the closed club.