A/N: As I'm sure you all will find out by the end of this chapter, my Absolutely Amazing Beta, Yengirl has once again done an outstanding job on this next chapter! Thank you so much Yen, for all the time and effort you put into all of my chapters! :)
[End of chapter 25]:
While Voldemort was busy explaining away his actions to himself, Harry and Draco exchanged subtle glances. Now that Dobby had left, they didn't have to hold themselves back any longer. It was blatantly obvious to them why Evan was so restless – the other boy bringing up his knees with a slight flush to his cheeks was the final piece of evidence they needed.
At that moment, Voldemort glanced up at his two lovers and balked when he saw them leering at him. If he had any disillusions as to their intention, they were made crystal clear when Draco snatched up his wand and flicked it at him with a licentious grin.
The Scourgify was immensely thorough and felt like a firm caress over every single part of Voldemort's body. The whisk of the charm against his taut nipples and hard cock was all it took for him to unintentionally arch into the unseen caress.
That invitation was all Harry and Draco needed to pounce…
Chapter 26 begins:
A Dark Lord Succumbs again… LOLS!
In some corner of the Dark Lord's mind, it both amused and offended him that the boys' first line of attack was Draco's presumptuous casting of 'Scourgify'. This trail of thought was quickly interrupted by the tingling sensation of Harry's and Draco's hands roaming all over his body, arousing him further.
The next thing he knew, Voldemort was on his back and – although he wasn't quite sure how it happened – was completely naked. In fact… all three of them were naked… again…
Blinking in surprise, Voldemort heard Harry speak.
"Er, Draco? You can, er, go first. I… I mean, since I already… you know… with Evan, in the, er, corridor and all," Harry stumbled through his explanation, still embarrassed by all of them getting caught by Ron and the other students.
This second and even more presumptuous assumption brought Voldemort back from his pudding-like mental state the boys had so quickly put him in.
"Wait!" Voldemort shouted before Draco could reply, catching both Harry and Draco off-guard by his sudden assertiveness and causing them to freeze.
In the lull after his outburst, Voldemort found himself struggling with what exactly it was he wanted to say. He was supposed to be resisting their advances, right? Or wait, maybe he was supposed to go along with some minor sexual activities, and during that time, glean more information about The Order?
Oh Slytherin! What kind of Dark Lord forgets his own diabolical plot?! Where did I go wrong?! Maybe I should… should… just retreat… to make some firm decisions regarding, Harry Potter! Voldemort lamented silently.
Evan's loud exclamation made Draco wonder if he should further dilute the Libido Suppressant Potion that Evan was still taking. After all, it should be impossible to naturally resist both his and Harry's charms!
"Er… Evan? What is it?" Harry asked when Evan failed to say anything further. From what he could tell, the boy seemed to be lost in thought.
Snapping back to the present situation, Voldemort uttered the first response he could think of. "Why… why isn't it my turn?! You… You've both… both… 'topped'… so… so it should be my turn now!" As soon as that statement left his mouth, Voldemort almost bit off his own tongue.
Have I finally lost it?! What happened to the retreat idea?! I mean, do I actually want to continue to engage in any… sexual activities… with either of them?! I mean, alright, in the past, before attempting to kill Harry as a baby, I had engaged in various sexual activities, though I'd never actually had full intercourse with a man… in any… position. But back then, I had never engaged in sex even remotely as often as I've been subjected to… I mean… as I've been part of… these past several weeks! I can even count the number of people I've had sex with on one hand! After all, a rising 'Dark Lord' should never be naked, alone, and relatively unarmed, with someone he doesn't fully trust! …Not that I have ever fully trusted anyone! I just don't understand why I've been… craving… sex… so often! Especially considering that I'm still taking those Libido Suppressant Potions! Why is this still happening to me?! Oh wait… perhaps it's just because I hadn't had the opportunity to have sex with anyone ever since getting my body back during the Triwizard Tournament… although Bellatrix has all but crucified herself trying to get me in bed with her… Yes, that's it! It's just because I haven't had sex with anyone other than… H-Harry and Draco… OH SLYTHERIN! Then I… I… I didn't just lose my arse-virginity to them, I lost my entire virginity! I mean… this body was entirely… pure… prior to… that! Oh Spirits! I might have to Obliviate myself after all! And I'm getting off track again! Do I really want to continue doing stuff with either Harry or Draco? I mean really, Harry Potter?! Aside from the fact that he is my Mortal Enemy who is prophesized to be the Cause of my Downfall, and who is therefore someone I should Never Ever want to be naked and Unarmed around, I actually freaking first saw him when he was in diapers! Oh Slytherin! Why?! No! No! This ends now! I'll kill him! I'll kill him here and now! Getting information about The Order be damned! Where's my wand?! Voldemort shrieked to himself as his head snapped back and forth, looking for where his wand could have possibly gotten to, considering the fact that his clothing appeared to be scattered all around the bed.
Being a Slytherin, Evan's present distraction was what Draco had been hoping for. He stealthily slid his hand forward, between Evan's still spread legs and pressed two fingertips against the boy's entrance. Evan's reaction was instantaneous, hips arching up and his head thrown back. Draco cast the silent lubrication charm on his fingers and began swirling them around the boy's furled opening. "This is why it's not your turn, Evan. It's because you want us to be inside of you, not the other way around," Draco huskily answered Evan's earlier question. He slid two fingers inside the boy and curled his fingers in a quest for the sweet spot that would put an end to Evan's resistance.
The instant Voldemort had felt the most intimate part of his body touched, all previous thoughts and plans had ceased to be. He was still aware of what was happening to him, but all his indignation and heavy mental agonies seemed to vanish in favor of seeking more stimulation against 'that place'. When Draco's fingers slid inside him, Voldemort couldn't help but rock his hips down against them, and then, Draco's fingers curled and, "NNYAA! NNhhh! Nhh! Yesss…"
Harry had been completely prepared to hear Evan's argument out, only to marvel at Draco's masterful skill at turning Evan into a pliant puddle of mush. Not that he was complaining at all, even though he was starting to become curious about what it would feel like to be 'the bottom'… especially since Evan seemed to enjoy it so much. Harry figured he might enjoy it as well. He'd never know for sure until he tried it. But right now, the moans coming from Evan were going straight to his cock, which was now hard and begging to be used.
Pleased with the reactions he was wringing from Evan, Draco proceeded to undo the boy's resolve to resist them. "Evan, you like this, don't you? Like having my fingers inside you, pressing that sweet little nub inside you. Yes, I can tell, you rock your hips so prettily. But you want something more, don't you? Something bigger. If you want it, you'll have to get onto your hands and knees," Draco whispered into Evan's ear before giving said ear a slight nip.
Voldemort's mind barely registered the fact that obeying an order for him to get on his hands and knees should be humiliating, and should under no circumstances, be obeyed by a Dark Lord. The rest of his mind and body, however, only wanted one thing: More!
Without even dislodging Draco's fingers, Voldemort maneuvered himself so he could swing his right leg over Draco's arm, and then turn on his hands and knees. He then wriggled back against those fingers inside of him, nudging them up firmly against his prostate and making him keen. "AAAHNN! D-Draco… Uhnn, Draco, p-please… Uhnn! I… I n-need… Uhnn!"
"Nhh! F-Fuck… Evan… can't wait to… nhh… be inside… y-you…" Draco huffed out as he quickly thrust a third finger into the pleading boy, getting him ready to take his now dripping shaft. He glanced at Harry and had an idea, keeping in mind that they didn't have much time with Harry's upcoming detention. "Harry, get under Evan. Lie down on your back. Put your right leg between Evan's legs and your left leg along the outside of Evan's right leg."
Harry gulped, and felt himself get ten times harder. Who knew that getting an order like that from Draco would be such a turn on? He scrambled to obey and slid under Evan such that the boy's palms were pressed against the sheets above Harry's shoulders. Now that he was in position, Harry licked his lips once he realized he really liked Draco's orders and wouldn't mind more in the future. He figured he might as well share that information with Draco, kinda. "Ok, Draco, er… and now?"
Draco chuckled breathlessly when he realized that Harry still had no idea why he was in this particular position. If he had, he would be moaning by now. "Huhuhu, now Harry, slide down farther, closer to Evan, slowly, until I tell you to stop."
Harry nodded despite the fact Draco couldn't see his face from this position. He shimmied down the bed, slowly, closer to Evan, waiting for Draco's command to stop, until… "Uhhnn!" Harry groaned when he felt his length and balls rub against Evan's right lower thigh. Is this what Draco had planned?
Draco smirked upon hearing that telling signal from Harry. He pulled his fingers out of Evan, getting a forlorn groan from said boy, which quickly turned into a moan of encouragement once he pressed his shaft up against the boy's entrance instead. "Now, Harry, have fun, but don't forget to help me tease Evan while doing so," was Draco's last order before he thrust his hips forward, penetrating Evan slightly before pulling all the way out of the boy, and waiting.
"Nhhh! D-Draco… Wh-What are you… p-please… I… I n-need…" Voldemort found himself pleading, wanting to feel the pleasure of being penetrated by one of the boys' cocks and filled to the brim.
"What, Evan? What is it you need? Tell me. I want to hear it. I want you to hear yourself say it," Draco instructed as he only pressed the tip of his cock against Evan's quivering pucker before pulling away again.
"Nhh, I… I w-want… I want… y-you…" Voldemort admitted with a shudder, hoping that would be enough to placate the blond and give him what he wanted. But when Draco continued to wait, Voldemort swallowed hard, and admitted in an even softer voice, "I… I w-want… your… your c-cock." He could feel his entire body flush in utter embarrassment, because it was true. He knew he sounded entirely wanton, the most un-Dark-Lord-like he could possibly sound like… and at the moment, he knew he'd rather give up his pride as the Dark Lord than forgo the pleasure of feeling Draco… or even Harry inside of him again.
Feeling a surge of triumph at that admission, Draco again thrust forward partway into Evan before withdrawing completely. "Nhh… A-Again… Evan… Say it again, louder," he gasped, trying to control his breathing and maintain his resolve in getting Evan to admit to what he wanted.
Voldemort glanced down at Harry below him and flushed even harder under the boy's unwavering green-eyed gaze. It was absolutely mortifying to admit such a thing to two young men who were a mere fraction of his own age. Once again, the thought to flee from this… predicament… surfaced. But when Draco once again nudged up against the entrance to his body, Voldemort screwed his eyes shut, and shouted it out… shouted what the other boy wanted to hear… "I WANT YOUR COCK! DRACO! PLEASE! I WANT IT! I WANT I – AAHHNN! YES! UHNN! F-FUCK! YESSS!" Voldemort shrieked as Draco's cock slammed into him and rammed directly against his prostate and continued ramming against that same spot each time the boy thrust into his body.
"Uhhn! Fuck… E-Evan… Knew… I knew you… uhnn… w-wanted it… J-Just… nhh… w-wanted you to… to admit it… nhh… to y-yourself… Nhh… feels so… nhh… good… Uhn… Love… nhh… b-being… inside… nhh… of you…" Draco gasped out with each thrust he penetrated deeper and deeper into the boy's body, desire flooding through him at hearing that the boy craved him this way.
Each time Draco thrust into Evan, Evan's thighs shifted with the motion, resulting in a firm rhythm against Harry's cock. Between hearing that hot exchange between Draco and Evan and feeling the stimulation against his length, Harry had been too distracted to do anything other than thrust back against that stimulation. But now that the voices of the two other boys were limited to moans and gasps, Harry remembered Draco's order to help tease Evan. Grasping Evan's elbows in his hands, Harry tugged outward, resulting in Evan having to bend his elbows, and thus lower his chest towards Harry's face. Tilting his head up slightly, Harry flicked his tongue against a pink nub.
"Uhnn! H-Harry? Nhhh…" Voldemort moaned when he felt a slick swipe against his right nipple.
Grinning widely, Harry repeated his action, making the nub taut and flushed, while pulling additional moans from Evan. He also let his hands wander teasingly along Evan's body. He caressed the boy's chest, down his flanks, and then trailed lower and rubbed softly between the boy's thighs, before moving up again, following that same maddening path.
"Wh-What's he d-doing, Evan?" Draco asked the boy, while greedily pummeling into the boy's now arched hips, slamming the boy's sweet spot, as the boy's forehead was now pressed against the bedspread.
"AAAHNN! AAHNN! D-DRA— AHHN! Uhnn! He… Hnnn! N-Nipples…. Uhhnnn! S-Sucking… Uhnnn! Ahnn…"
"Uhnn… Hot… Nhhn… H-Harry… Knew… y-you'd… Nhh… good… t-tease… Uhnn…" Draco panted as he felt the beginnings of his climax approach. He tugged Evan's hips back hard with each thrust, helping the boy fuck himself harder on his cock.
Draco's moving Evan's hips brought the boy's middle closer to Harry's own straining cock, grazing its tip each time Harry thrust up against him, while the underside of Harry's shaft and balls continued to rub against Evan's thigh. With hot breaths, he panted against Evan's flushed nipple and managed to pull it into his mouth and suckle lightly, the boy tasted surprisingly sweet. He'd have to be sure to remember to lick along more of the boy's body another time. Oh, and since Draco had mentioned teasing… Harry slowly lifted his right leg, lightly pressing his shin against Evan's bobbing length, while gently maneuvering his foot up behind Evan, and pressed his toes lightly against what he was sure was Draco's sac.
This immediately earned a series of loud moans from both Slytherins, much to Harry's surprise and pride. As Evan's middle and thigh were pressing increasingly hard and fast against him, he knew his kneading against Draco's sac was driving the blond wild. He pressed harder against him, pushing the soft rounded flesh up against Draco's body, constricting its size and increasing the pressure within.
"FUCK FUCK FUCK! HARRY, OH MERLIN! FUCK! S'GOOD… UHHNN! N-NEVER… UUHNN… KNEW… UHNN… YES… FUCK… S'CLOSE… I'M… UHNN… E-EVAN… F-FUCK… Y'NEED… NNHH… E-EVAN…. UHNN… G-GOTTA… CUM… NNHH… E-EVAN… UHNN… H-HARRY… I… I'M…" Draco couldn't help but begin to thrust erratically into Evan's heat as he mindlessly raced towards his release, the pressure Harry was putting on his balls thrumming through him.
"AAHHNN! D-DRA— UHHNN… I… YESSS… TOO… CLOSE… UHNN… YESSS… F-FUCK ME… UHNN… YESSS… W-WANT YOU… UHNN… W-WANT YOUR… UHNN… COCK… WANT IT… UHNN… S'GOOD… F-FUCKING… ME… NNHH…" Voldemort's hips worked furiously to impale himself harder each time he thrust back against Draco as he begged for more and repeated his earlier admission.
"FUCK… NHHH… YEAH… TAKE IT… UHNN… EV— NNHH… TAKE MY COCK… F-FEEL IT… INSIDE Y-YOU… UHNN… FEELING ME… F-FUCKING… Y-YOU… UHNN… S'HOT… S'GOOD… UHNN…" Draco goaded Evan on, desperately trying to stave off his own climax. He knew Evan was just as close and he wanted to feel Evan's insides clamp down on him first.
"UHHNN! AHHN! DRA— I'M… I… YESSS… W-WANT IT… S'CLOSE… I… UHN… FEELS… UHNN… S'GOOD… F-FUCKING ME… UHNN… H-HARDER… YESSS… UHNN… I… I'M… UHNN… G-GONNA… I'M… NNHH…. I…. NHH…. NYAAAAH!" Voldemort screamed as the combination of the tip of Draco's cock striking his sweet spot, Harry's shin against his shaft, and Harry's tongue on his nipple shoved him right off the edge, making him climax with unimaginable intensity.
The moment Harry felt Evan's release spurt over his stomach, Harry scrunched his toes up hard against Draco's balls.
"FUCK! HARRY! I… AAAHHHHN!" Draco shrieked as his testicles seized up tight and then his release began pumping through the constricted passages of his cock. Those wicked toes kept pressing and kneading hard against his sac, forcing his seed out of him and into Evan relentlessly with each squeeze. Draco couldn't breathe and his vision blurred into a series of black and white bursts as the hardest release he had ever felt was ripped from him. Once the Gryffindor milked out the very last pearly drop, Draco collapsed on top of Evan's back, a trembling, boneless mess.
Draco's weight pressed Evan's belly hard against the tip of Harry's cock and the Gryffindor moaned as he found his own climax surging through him, making even more of a mess of both his and Evan's stomachs.
After several long moments of gasping for breath, the fact that he had two bodies stacked on top of him made Harry give a small grunt of protest, signaling that he was being crushed.
Draco's head still spun with the intensity of his climax, but he managed to pull out of Evan and then rolled left off of him before plopping onto his side. He closed his eyes while continuing to fill his lungs with much needed air.
When Voldemort unscrunched his eyelids, he saw Harry's gaze lock with his. His one thought before shifting off of Harry to lie on the Gryffindor's other side, was that he should really be feeling something like embarrassment at himself or hate and loathing for Harry… but all he really felt at the moment was a fluttery feeling in his midsection and a deep feeling of contentment with what all three of them had just done together. It seemed only a few seconds before his eyes closed again and he drifted off into a blissfully satiated state of unconsciousness.
It was no surprise to Harry that Evan was all tired out. He supposed that both him and Draco working together to pleasure the boy was just too much for him to not pass out after. He couldn't help but feel another swell of pride at that thought, and wrapped his left arm protectively around the boy's shoulders before turning his head to the right to look at Draco.
It was all Draco could do to focus on staying conscious. He knew he had to make sure Harry got out safely for his detention and he had some damage control to do before the other Slytherins returned. He also wanted to talk to Harry before he left. Oh, but did he ever feel drained! He had no idea that what Harry had done to him would have had such an effect on him. It really had been borderline painful, but the pain was absolutely nothing in comparison to the enormous, earthshaking euphoria that had swept right through him and out of him, apparently.
Peeling his heavy eyelids back, he caught Harry's gaze… and the dopiest, happiest expression on his face, ever. If he wasn't so thrilled that he was able to make the Gryffindor, whose friend he'd always subconsciously want to be, look like this, he might've gagged at the sentimentality. Instead, Draco felt himself mirroring pretty much the same expression. Lifting his head a little, he saw Harry's arm around Evan.
Unlike Harry and Evan, Harry and Draco weren't actually presently touching, just lying side by side. Harry noticed Draco's eyes dart to his left arm and wondered whether the blond would tolerate being held by him too. Part of him was still worried about doing anything to upset the blond, but the other part of him knew that if he never pushed things forward… then nothing would ever change. Given what had happened earlier in the shower… and the whole thing about being friends with Dobby and about being jealous about how many kids the Weasleys had… just maybe…
And so Harry reached out his right hand and laid it gently on Draco's left shoulder and proceeded to tentatively move his thumb back and forth, rubbing lightly against that same shoulder.
Draco was startled by Harry's gesture, but did his best to relax into the touch. He recalled that whatever he and Harry had done together so far was mostly in the 'heat' of the moment, and almost never consisted of 'comforting' gestures, but rather borderline rough gestures meant to stimulate a fast climax. This newer gentle touching, particularly after climaxing, when both of them were sated, was… different… but not necessarily a bad sort of different. It was sort of… nice… actually.
Draco enjoyed the caress for a few moments more, before he remembered they were on a timeframe. Reaching up with his left hand, he took Harry's hand in his and squeezed lightly once before releasing it and reluctantly rose from the bed. He searched through his discarded robes for his wand and cast a quick Time-Telling Charm. Harry only had a mere few minutes left before he had to get to Snape's classroom for his detention.
Groaning softly when he saw the time, Harry pressed a soft kiss to Evan's brow before extracting his arm from around the boy and rolling off the bed. He redressed in the robes that Draco had lent to him. He noted Draco only pulled on his trousers, since the blond probably intended to turn in for the night and most likely sleep beside Evan.
Once they got down to the main Slytherin dorm entrance that led back out to the corridors (after having first removed all the charms on the sixth year dorm's door), Draco turned to Harry. In that time, Draco had steeled himself to offer another gesture that would hopefully continue to improve whatever new semi-relationship he and Harry were developing between themselves. "I know that… Evan and I… share a dorm, s-so… it'd be easier for us to do… 'stuff'… and I'm not saying that absolutely no 'stuff' will happen, because… well… you know how it is… especially with Evan… but I want you to know that… I won't… h-have… actual s-sex… with him… unless you're there too. Ok?"
Draco's promise caught Harry off-guard. He hadn't expected Draco to keep his hands off of Evan in any way shape or form. The fact that Draco would willingly make such a promise truly meant a lot to Harry, and made his rising affection for his (officially) now former nemesis, that much greater. "That's… that's really nice of you, Draco. You know, you don't have to… I mean… I don't expect… er…" Harry said hoarsely before trailing off as he shifted from foot to foot.
"I know I don't have to, but… I want to… I… Shit, Pot— I mean, H-Harry… I just… I want to make… things… work out… whatever that is… exactly… I… I want you to… stay… with us… I don't want you to feel… left out, or anything… Merlin, this's difficult for me to say! You know what I mean, right?!" Draco managed to cough out the last part, rubbing one hand behind his neck in an abashed manner.
Harry sucked in a deep breath.
So, Draco really does want me as part of… this… It's not just teaming up to get to Evan. In the shower before, I kinda realized it… but, wow, now I'm definitely sure. Harry thought to himself, feeling a grin spreading across his face. He too wanted Draco to be part of whatever relationship he had with Evan, as an equal partner in his own right. Of course, due to their past history, his relationship with Draco might be slower to develop compared to his relationship with Evan, but Harry was still willing to work at it.
"Thanks, Draco. Yeah, I understand. The same goes for me. I probably won't get the chance to do anything with Evan without you there anyway, but even if I did, same goes for me: I won't have sex with him unless you're there too," Harry promised in turn.
A warm feeling welled up inside of Draco at hearing Harry's return promise. He couldn't prevent a grin from slipping out onto his face despite his efforts.
Returning Draco's pleased smile, Harry then turned, intending to pass through the Slytherin dorm's entrance.
Seeing Harry about to leave, Draco snatched up Harry's hand in his own.
Surprised, Harry turned back towards the blond, wondering what else he had to say.
Draco felt himself flush as he struggled to find an explanation for his action. He realized that it was because he wanted to touch Harry again before the other boy left. But of course, that was way too embarrassing for him to admit aloud. Thus, he simply gave Harry's hand a small squeeze, hoping the other boy would figure it out. After all, it resembled his earlier gesture when Harry had stroked his shoulder.
Understanding dawned on Harry and he squeezed back, adding to the silent, intimate exchange. When he felt the blond relax his hand, Harry withdrew his own. Smiling once more, Harry turned again and then departed for his detention with Snape.
Draco walked back to his dorm room. He closed the curtains of his bed and locked them with a spell, just in case the other Slytherins came looking for him and discovered that his bed hadn't been slept in that night.
Yawning widely, Draco kicked off his trousers and stuffed all of his and Evan's clothes under Evan's bed, more or less, before crawling onto said bed. He then physically closed the bed curtains around them. Using magic would've required more concentration, which he currently didn't have.
Draco lay down on his left side next to Evan and pulled the sleeping boy close, spooning up behind him. Already half asleep, he nuzzled against the boy and laid a light kiss against Evan's shoulder.
Letting his eyes close, he promised himself that he would put up the same charms on Evan's bed curtains to prevent others from trespassing… along with a Silencing Charm… as soon as he gathered enough energy to reopen his eyes and cast said spells…
And that was the last thought Draco had, before following Evan into a deep, deep sleep.
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