Together NC-17 Harry/Draco/Snape
Title: Together
Author: mallie
Pairing: Harry/Draco/Snape
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not my characters. They're JKRs.
Notes: I got inspired by this picture here of the three of them, drawn by mayflo.
Harry waited impatiently in his chair. The cold, drafty Potions classroom gave him the shiver. Draco sat next to him, looking just as nervous, though Harry had no idea why. Snape was standing, grinning at both.
"Potter, you've surprised me," said Snape, his eyes twinkling. His hands were twisting back and forth, and Harry could see a slight sheen of sweat on the finger pads.
"How's that, sir?" asked Harry, ignoring the way Draco was biting his nails. It made him edgy.
"By passing Potions in fifth year," answered Snape. "By ending up again in my class." The Potions master smiled at the two boys. He focused once more on Harry's face - primarily, his scar. "Do you know you're the two brightest pupils in my class now?"
Harry shook his head. There was no way that was possible. Hermione was in their class. "Are you sure, sir?" he asked.
Draco grunted, and Harry looked over to see the Slytherin glaring at him.
"Quite sure," said Snape. He crossed his arms across his chest and looked down at Harry, down his long, hooked nose. "And I reward all my students," he whispered, almost menacingly.
"Sir?" This time it was Draco who spoke. "What sort of prize?"
"The best kind," said Snape, and there was no mistaking the line of viciousness in his eyes. "Mr. Malfoy, you'll kindly bend onto your knees."
Draco looked confused, but did as he was told.
"And Potter..."
"Yes, sir?" asked Harry after Snape had looked at him for several seconds without speaking, his tongue lolling in his mouth as if considering a conquest, or something vaguely problematic.
"You'll stand."
"Right, sir," said Harry. He pulled himself up to his feet and swallowed nervously as Snape moved behind him. Two hands with long fingers slid to his stomach, lifting his shirt.
"Mr. Malfoy...remove Potter's trouser's," came Snape's commanding voice.
"But sir---"
"Remove them, Mr. Malfoy," repeated Snape, and Harry could feel the balck eyes boring into Draco's grey eones.
"Fine," muttered Draco. He looked up at Harry grinning. Deft fingers undid Harry's belt buckle, sliding it out with a snap that made Harry wince. The blonde's smile got wider as he noticed the flush rising in Harry's cheeks. "You actually like being touched by two Slytherins?" asked Draco.
"Silence," said Snape.
Harry heard a shuffling of robes behind him, and then Snape was pressing against him, his erection pressing further and further into Harry's arse. Draco pulled his pants down and that was when Harry realised Snape had remained clothed - only the Potion master's cock had been freed from clothing, and was pushing into Harry's arse. Harry saw a flash of a wand and then his hole contracted as Snape's finger pushed in.
Meanwhile, Draco was on his knees, looking uncomfortable. He watched Snape's effect on Harry, and soon enough, Harry could see Draco's hard on through his school uniform. Harry's cock had been hard as soon as Draco's fingers had landed on him, and he felt weak-kneed and shaky.
Another finger entered him, and all he could see was Snape's grinning face at his side, pressing into his cheek. Four fingers were in him and then Snape removed them quickly, replacing them with his cock. Harry heard another spell and his hole tightened further. Snape fucked him harder, moaning into his ear and holding him firmly.
Draco's tongue slid up and down his shaft, licking the precum that had gathered as soon as Snape had forced himself inside Harry. Harry felt paralysed, as if everything would all end if he moved so much as an inch. But it was difficult for him to contain himself when Draco's mouth covered his cock, slurping and sucking at him.
Then Snape was fucking him harder and Harry thought he could see Draco rubbing himself through his trousers. Snape's prick was pushing constantly, vehemently, stretching Harry and going deeper, slick noises filling the air. Soon Snape was coming in his arse, in thick, hot spurts that made Harry groan in pleasure as he in turn filled Draco's mouth. Draco swallowed it all, helped along by Harry's insistent hold on his head. Snape pulled out and ordered the two boys to dress. Harry looked over at Draco, who was hastily doing up his pants, which were stained with white.
Snape exited the classroom and Harry drew closer, letting one hand travel on the white stain. He scooped up what he could and placed it in his mouth.
"Not bad," he said, meeting Draco's hungry gaze as he licked the come off his fingers.
"I..."
"That prize was rather...fun," whispered Harry.
"Fuck," said Draco as Harry's hand moved towards his returning erection. "Fancy a second round?"
"You're so ON, Potter," hissed Draco before tackling him to the ground.
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END!
Author: mallie
Pairing: Harry/Draco/Snape
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not my characters. They're JKRs.
Notes: I got inspired by this picture here of the three of them, drawn by mayflo.
Harry waited impatiently in his chair. The cold, drafty Potions classroom gave him the shiver. Draco sat next to him, looking just as nervous, though Harry had no idea why. Snape was standing, grinning at both.
"Potter, you've surprised me," said Snape, his eyes twinkling. His hands were twisting back and forth, and Harry could see a slight sheen of sweat on the finger pads.
"How's that, sir?" asked Harry, ignoring the way Draco was biting his nails. It made him edgy.
"By passing Potions in fifth year," answered Snape. "By ending up again in my class." The Potions master smiled at the two boys. He focused once more on Harry's face - primarily, his scar. "Do you know you're the two brightest pupils in my class now?"
Harry shook his head. There was no way that was possible. Hermione was in their class. "Are you sure, sir?" he asked.
Draco grunted, and Harry looked over to see the Slytherin glaring at him.
"Quite sure," said Snape. He crossed his arms across his chest and looked down at Harry, down his long, hooked nose. "And I reward all my students," he whispered, almost menacingly.
"Sir?" This time it was Draco who spoke. "What sort of prize?"
"The best kind," said Snape, and there was no mistaking the line of viciousness in his eyes. "Mr. Malfoy, you'll kindly bend onto your knees."
Draco looked confused, but did as he was told.
"And Potter..."
"Yes, sir?" asked Harry after Snape had looked at him for several seconds without speaking, his tongue lolling in his mouth as if considering a conquest, or something vaguely problematic.
"You'll stand."
"Right, sir," said Harry. He pulled himself up to his feet and swallowed nervously as Snape moved behind him. Two hands with long fingers slid to his stomach, lifting his shirt.
"Mr. Malfoy...remove Potter's trouser's," came Snape's commanding voice.
"But sir---"
"Remove them, Mr. Malfoy," repeated Snape, and Harry could feel the balck eyes boring into Draco's grey eones.
"Fine," muttered Draco. He looked up at Harry grinning. Deft fingers undid Harry's belt buckle, sliding it out with a snap that made Harry wince. The blonde's smile got wider as he noticed the flush rising in Harry's cheeks. "You actually like being touched by two Slytherins?" asked Draco.
"Silence," said Snape.
Harry heard a shuffling of robes behind him, and then Snape was pressing against him, his erection pressing further and further into Harry's arse. Draco pulled his pants down and that was when Harry realised Snape had remained clothed - only the Potion master's cock had been freed from clothing, and was pushing into Harry's arse. Harry saw a flash of a wand and then his hole contracted as Snape's finger pushed in.
Meanwhile, Draco was on his knees, looking uncomfortable. He watched Snape's effect on Harry, and soon enough, Harry could see Draco's hard on through his school uniform. Harry's cock had been hard as soon as Draco's fingers had landed on him, and he felt weak-kneed and shaky.
Another finger entered him, and all he could see was Snape's grinning face at his side, pressing into his cheek. Four fingers were in him and then Snape removed them quickly, replacing them with his cock. Harry heard another spell and his hole tightened further. Snape fucked him harder, moaning into his ear and holding him firmly.
Draco's tongue slid up and down his shaft, licking the precum that had gathered as soon as Snape had forced himself inside Harry. Harry felt paralysed, as if everything would all end if he moved so much as an inch. But it was difficult for him to contain himself when Draco's mouth covered his cock, slurping and sucking at him.
Then Snape was fucking him harder and Harry thought he could see Draco rubbing himself through his trousers. Snape's prick was pushing constantly, vehemently, stretching Harry and going deeper, slick noises filling the air. Soon Snape was coming in his arse, in thick, hot spurts that made Harry groan in pleasure as he in turn filled Draco's mouth. Draco swallowed it all, helped along by Harry's insistent hold on his head. Snape pulled out and ordered the two boys to dress. Harry looked over at Draco, who was hastily doing up his pants, which were stained with white.
Snape exited the classroom and Harry drew closer, letting one hand travel on the white stain. He scooped up what he could and placed it in his mouth.
"Not bad," he said, meeting Draco's hungry gaze as he licked the come off his fingers.
"I..."
"That prize was rather...fun," whispered Harry.
"Fuck," said Draco as Harry's hand moved towards his returning erection. "Fancy a second round?"
"You're so ON, Potter," hissed Draco before tackling him to the ground.
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END!