Edited 5/22/23: Minor Grammar/Spelling

I'm a little off this weekend, but I'm here! Not really sure where this all came from, but here you go!

Friday, May 22, 1998

That morning Hermione woke to a vision of her husbands in the throws of passion. Theo was thrusting into Draco as they kissed slowly. "Shhh, amor," he whispered, "we wouldn't want to wake our beautiful wife. She's sleeping so peacefully." He pulled Draco's head against his neck to help muffle his moans. Theo made eye contact with Hermione and winked. "You're doing so well for me," he murmured, continuing his slow thrusts.

Hermione bit her lip to hold back her own moan, Theo reached out and ran his thumb along her lip. "You should see how beautiful she looks as she's sleeping next to us," Theo murmured. "These full lips just beg to be used. All those extra meals and potions we've been shoving into her have helped her fill out again, just. the. way. we. like. her." He punctuated each word with a hard thrust. Draco let out a keening noise that he tried to muffle in Theo's neck. "Such a naughty boy, you've woken her up with your desperate noises." Draco moaned again, throwing his head back and turning his grey eyes on her.

Hermione smiled sleepily at him and reached out a hand to stroke his cheek, "I can't believe you didn't listen to Theo, mon étoile. Such a greedy boy," she said in her gravely sleepy voice.

"Only for you two," he said desperately, "I tried so h-hard."

"I know you did, amor, but we've trained you better than this haven't we?" Draco nodded, biting his lip. "I think he needs to be punished don't you, love?"

Hermione smirked at them as Theo continued to thrust in and out slowly. "Prohibere Gaudens," she murmured and she saw Draco's eyes turn wide as saucers. "Now you can't come until one of us lets you. On your hands and knees, Draco."

The second Theo released him, Draco scrambled onto his hands and knees. She situated herself so that his face was between her thighs and nodded at Theo who began to thrust into him from behind. "Make her feel as good as you're making me feel, amor," Theo growled. Draco began to lick at her with abandon.

Theo pulled Draco's hands behind his back so that his cheek was pressed against her thigh. Hermione gripped his hair and held him up, feeling the light pull of Magic so that he could be in the compromising position and not be injured. Draco loved being in between them. In the Spring of their Sixth year, they'd discovered how much of a kink Draco had for being used. He was a classic submissive, and relished in them taking control.

Moments later, Hermione felt herself coming over his face and watched as Theo's eyes rolled back as he came inside of Draco. Theo collapsed on top of Draco, finally releasing his hands. Hermione gently stroked Draco's platinum locks and cooed at him as he whimpered in need.

"Please," he begged.

"We can't let you yet, mon étoile. We're late for our big day. I still have to get dressed and I know that Theo has a few things to get done before Duncan arrives."

"I'm so sorry, please," he tried again.

"We've said no, Draco," Theo said, swatting Draco's bottom causing a matching blush to cross both sets of cheeks.

He whimpered, but didn't ask again. Theo winked at Hermione from behind Draco as Hermione got up to get ready for their day. The two of them loved doing this to Draco. The longest he'd lasted before he was able to stop himself from begging was four hours. Hermione made her way to the bathroom, and after a quick shower, was greeted by Lulu who began to do her makeup.

When she was done, Hermione made her way to the dining room for breakfast. Theo and Draco were already there, looking quite dashing in their robes in their House Colours. Draco was in a set of grey and emerald robes while Theo was wearing the midnight blue and silver. Hermione's dress was various shades of grey and silver and her braids had silver rings throughout.

She spotted Ginny flying around the yard, practising dodging bludgers and using the practice pitch to make it past the Keeper mannequin that Kevin had enchanted for her. With a grin she stood and watched as Draco grimaced and adjusted himself in his pants again. "Come along, mon étoile," she cooed, swinging her hips dramatically as they made their way to where Duncan was setting up for their portraits. Theo chuckled darkly as he pulled Draco up, brushing against the bulge in his trousers.

When they made it to the study, Hermione sat on the high backed chair, while Draco sat on the stool next to her, his hand on her knee, and Theo stood behind Draco, one hand on each of them. "Alright," Duncan said grinning, "First we will do with Hermione's true face. Once I've completed both we will do the blood then I will paint over the face with the glamour installed. Then we will have Draco Disillusion himself and I will paint over him. Do you have any questions?"

When all three responded in the negative, Duncan began to paint. The first version of the portrait took almost four hours. They spread their blood over their faces, then broke for lunch. Ginny had gone out to meet up with the Order to discuss their current plans for the Debutante and Wedding Announcement Ball. Duncan had stepped out to make a few adjustments to the background of his painting.

Draco got on his knees between Hermione's thighs, "Please," he begged, "It's been hours and I've been on edge, waiting for so long. Haven't I been good for you?"

"You have been good for us," Theo smirked, stroking Draco's head, "But this is a punishment, Draco. You woke our dear wife, and disobeyed directions."

"I think you can last a little longer for us, can't you?" she cooed, running her thumb against his lips. He nodded quickly and swallowed heavily.

When they returned to their seats, Hermione applied her glamour. Duncan spent the next hour painting over Hermione's face with the glamoured version. They spent a moment stretching and then settled back in their spots. Hermione cast the disillusionment on Draco, and a targeted Muffliato so that Duncan could only hear what she wanted him to.

Duncan began painting Draco out of the portrai, observing the way disillusioned Draco slightly bent the light waves behind him.

"We're going to lift your punishment now, amor. Can you be quiet for us?" Theo purred.

"Y-yes," Draco whimpered.

Hermione lifted the spell, and heard Draco let out the softest groan. She cast another charm on him, that stimulated his prostate, and had to bite back a grin when he let out a very muffled whimper.

"Please," he whimpered, "Can I come?"

"Come for us, amor," Theo purred. Draco let out a quiet shudder from his stool. "You took your punishment so well," he continued. "I'm so proud of you." Draco let out another soft whimper at the praise and sat still.

After another hour, Duncan was finally done. Hermione cancelled her spells, but didn't allow Draco to Scourgify himself. The three of them looked over the portrait of Theo and Hermione and leaned in looking at the slight waves around Draco's form.

"This is brilliant!" Hermione said, pulling Duncan into a hug. "So how does this one work?"

"I can lift the paint from Draco when you're able to come out about him. The same for your glamour, but the magic is set so that when they come live, your figures will continue to have those abilities. This portrait won't come live until all three of you are gone, as it is tied to all three of your Magics."

"Thank you for this, Duncan," Theo said, shaking his hand. "Are you ready for us to clear the memory?"

Duncan nodded and Draco stood in the hallway. Hermione held her wand to the painter's head and pulled the full memory out, inserting a cover memory of just the two of them being painted. Draco came in and made a show of looking at their wedding portrait, asking Duncan a few questions.

When the portraitist had finally left, the three of them collapsed onto a couch in one of the less formal lounges in their pyjamas. "You two are so cruel," Draco said with a smile.

"Don't pretend like you don't get off on your punishments as much as we do," Theo said grinning.

"I would never," Draco said in mock horror.

"Gods," Hermione murmured, straddling him, "Watching you so desperately plead almost made me give in, but I think it was worth it, don't you?"

"Yes," Draco said, surging forward to kiss her. That was the best part of their dynamic, they never fell into regimented roles, each of them was flexible and willing to explore and experiment, never feeling like they had to constantly be a certain way.

Draco kissed her possessively and after a small adjustment, thrust himself into her. Hermione threw her head back and with a turn of her head, saw Theo watching them lustfully. Draco relentlessly thrust into her, finally flipping them so she was on her back, head in Theo's lap as he thrust into her, finally coming with a shout.

"I can't imagine what I'd do without you two," she murmured as Draco settled on top of her, and Theo hummed above them.

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