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Harry was looking at the parlor ceiling, even though he had begun to see the manor as some sort of second home -and who would’ve thought that- he would never get over how ostentatious it was. Even though Draco, and later Hermione, had given the manor a complete overhaul in the last years, the pure gaudyness of the place had stayed. Then again, society as they knew it would probably collapse if there ever came a time where at least one Malfoy wasn’t flaunting their wealth. It had never been Harry’s style.

They usually spent their fair share of time at Grimmauld too but tonight they’d had everyone over so the manor just made more sense. Their inevitable merger with The Slytherin’s™ had recreated their friend circle to something entirely different. Places had been swapped and new hierarchies had been created. Still, Harry could be surprised at times at how well everyone had found a place in their old group. You could see it clear as day and tonight had been no different.

Ron had begged off early, yet again being dragged away to Lavender and Parvati’s bed. Barely getting through the Floo before ripping his clothes off. Neville had, after all these years, yet again missed Susan and Hanna trying to do the same with him. The Mrs Parkinsons had made everybody slightly uncomfortable while eyefucking each other during dinner. This time they managed to keep it together all the way to dessert before sneaking off. Dean and Seamus had laughed their arses off while laughing at the scene before saying goodbye, needing to get home to relieve their babysitter. Somewhere around then the Greengrass sisters and Davies had left to look for an afterparty where they could find their own matches, having long ago decided not to look inside their friend group. Zabini was still lurking a bit by the sidelines, his usual suave style vanished completely in the presence of Luna. Everybody, including Luna, could read his affections clear as day but while he could pick up any witch he wanted in five seconds flat, he was still left speechless in the same room as her. 

They had tried everything to get him to make a move but still, nothing. Luna had confided in Harry a while ago that she didn’t want to pressure him before he was ready and that she was happy to wait for him. They had both left at the same time, Zabini stuttering through his offer of seeing Luna home. Finally Draco had followed Nott to the Floo and that was everyone. Well, everyone but Harry, Harry had stayed.

Right now he was sitting in his lonesome, contemplating feelings he shouldn’t be having. Feelings that had the capacity of breaking this whole group apart should anyone find out.

His musings were disturbed when he felt a weight settle across his lap. He looked down from the ceiling to come face to face with Hermione, eyes glinting mischievously.

Gods how he loved her.

He hadn’t before, not like this anyway.

There was a “before” and an “after” Mexico, even though they had all agreed that there shouldn’t be.

Harry didn’t think he’d really left to be honest.

In the end it hadn’t been one time, it had turned into two and then three and then four. Somewhere along the line they had lost count. It stopped being just sex somewhere around when Draco had pulled him into a dark corner for a quick snogg, or when Mione had caught him alone on the beach one night and ridden him so agonizingly slow and sensually while they looked into each other's eyes. Their kisses had been slow and soft and conveyed everything they couldn’t say out loud. 

When they returned home to Britain they had both eagerly dragged Harry to a now uninhabited wing of the manor, to Draco’s parent’s old bedroom. Now the best sexdungeon money could buy, quite literally. Harry had thought it weird at first but could see Draco’s reasoning when he confided that he hadn’t come up with anything else to dishonor their memory quite as well as this.

That night Draco and Harry had sat down, completely dressed, in one of the posh sofas, a whiskey in hand as they watched the show in front of them. Mione had been hung in the air, a literal noose around her neck, being completely reduced to rubble before them.

Draco had explained how the noose was enchanted to mimic the hand of a lover and how Hermione was completely safe. He had shown the same grip on Harry, squeezing the sides of his throat and as he did Harry could see the appeal. Apparently there were other points tethering Mione in the air as well, making it as comfortable as it could be to hang there, hands bound behind her back as they watched her wither with wave after wave of orgasms.

She had been gushing already when they had hung her up. And while time passed Draco had collected three staves directing his wand at them and then there had been three very realistic dildos in their place. Replicas of Harry’s own dick he realized as they each flew to one of Hermione’s holes just waiting for the order. Draco waved his wand some more, first at Mione and then at one of the dildos and Harry could see how it glistened with lube. Hermione could clearly see it as well as she moaned loudly around the dildo that had begun to press itself in her mouth, saliva running down her chin, eyes blown wide, her wetness creating a puddle on the ancient tile.

They had sat there just watching her for what felt like eternity. Being pounded in every which way and neither Hermione, nor any of her two boys had grown tired in the least. She screamed and moaned and withered while she hung there, working through her abuse. 

Somewhere their clothes had disappeared too and Draco had revealed his ace. He had put a cockring on Harry, to prolong his pleasure he had said. Then he waved his wand again and Harry could feel everything at once. He could feel the wetness of Hermione's mouth as her tongue swirled around him, he could feel the tightness of her ass as she clenched around him and he could feel the slic of her as he was somehow in her every hole at the same time. It was all too much and when he came he realized that he hadn’t. It had felt like every other orgasm but he was still dry, still hard as the sensations continued.

Draco had begun lazily touching himself as he watched them both wither, as Harry had joined Hermione in her shouts of pleasure. They had stayed like that until Draco had removed the ring and they had made out lazily while they made each other come with Mione’s screams as a backdrop. Even then it wasn’t over.

The both of them had walked up to Hermione then, spoken to her and touched her all over. Harry could physically see the waves of pleasure run through her as orgasm after orgasm hit. They’d tortured her like that until the soft orange light filled the room, indicating that Mione had reached her limits.

With the softest hands they had released her and Harry had held her in his arms as they left the playroom, then the wing, and then into what had to be their wing, their room. When they entered, Mione had hugged him closer and begged him to stay in their bed. 

These days he barely even slept at Grimmauld anymore. It was a miracle that Ron still hadn’t realized anything.

Hermione sat in his lap now, looking at him and dragging him from his thoughts.

”Harry, will you stay?” He looked at her as he ran his hands down her sides.

”Don’t I always?” She looked at him deeply.

”No Harry. Stay with us. We want you, probably even more than you want us.” It was true of course, that he wanted them both. She didn’t understand at all if she thought that - if she didn’t, no she couldn’t mean… could she?

He could see the redness in her face, you wouldn’t know it wasn’t a blush if you didn’t know that it was really the result of where he had struck her the night before. He had known that she would like it but her moan had still surprised him in the same way that he was still surprised at how much he liked it too. Just thinking about it now made him hard, Mione must have felt it too as she started grinding herself along his length, moaning in delight.  

He dragged his hands down her thighs, in under her skirt and round to her cheeks as he parted them and realized she was wearing her plug. It had become one of Harry's favorites.

“You little minx, no underwear and plug already in. Have you had it in all night, Mione?” She didn’t need to answer, the blush creeping down her neck was enough. How she could still be so full of shame around their play he could never understand. He dragged his hand over the plug, activating it. He’d noticed that he didn’t need his wand for his most practiced spells, it just so happened that a lot of those were his newly acquired arsenald of bedroom spells. Mione moaned as she grinded herself into him harder, helped along by his hard grip on her bum. She’d already soaked through his trousers.

”Please Harry, I need you.”

”You need me what?” He flipped her skirt up on her back for easier access and then removed her top completely, taking a nipple into his mouth as she withered from his ministrations.

“Ah, please Harry. Fuck me.”

He didn’t need more incentive. He raised her up to release himself and just as quickly he was inside her. He really loved how wet Mione got, not that he didn’t enjoy their foreplay as well but in times like this it was glorious to be able to cut right to the chase. He had figured out that she liked it too, being fucked like this without prep, it got her as wet as any forplay would’ve. She screamed over him now as he held her still to pound hard into her, could feel the plug matching his rhythm. She was scratching at his neck, leaving just as visible marks as he left on her.

Just as Mione was coming back from her ecstasy, eyes rolling back and fluttering shut as Harry continued his brutal pace the door opened and he stilled at once, still sheathed inside her, plug still pulsating.

The door revealed Draco following an entirely too excited Nott. He could feel Nott’s eyes raking over him. Had noticed him doing that alot these days, although Harry thought he was hot he couldn’t see anything serious with the man and thus not feeling that it would be worth it with the potential strain amongst their friends just for a tryst. Now here he was, looking appreciatively at Harry’s naked lower half.

”Oh, you brought Harry for me.” Nott had gotten an all too confident smirk while he spoke. What happened next surprised Harry more than finding out that Nott had not left the manor as he’d thought.

Draco took Nott’s neck in a hard grip as he spoke.

”Harry is ours, he’s not for you to keep.” And that’s when he realized what this was, that they had planned this. He looked in Hermione’s eyes as she spoke to him.

”Would you let him join us? Just this once.” She looked at him, still shivering from the effects of the plug as he was inside her.

”You said the same about me once.” She tilted her head slightly as she answered him.

”The difference is that you belong with us. He is just a guest.”  

“ He is right here.” Harry shifted his eyes back to Nott as he spoke and then back to Hermione. Not really that interested in what he had to say. Draco still hadn’t released his grip as he continued.

”And He will not kiss anyone that is mine if we are to do this. You got that.” Draco looked directly at Nott then, his stare showing how serious he was. Nott rolled his eyes but nodded in answer. Draco then turned his eyes to Harry with a raised brow.

Harry looked over the scene playing out in front of him, Mione still withering from the plugs stimulation, trying to subtly ride him to increase her pleasure. Draco and Nott still by the door, watching them, Draco’s hand still gripped around Nott’s neck, showing his place in the powerplay between them. He thought back to their first time in the playroom, to Hermione writhing and moaning at being so completely filled, he’d love to see her like that again, to give her that sensation for real. He gave Draco a nod and gripped hermione as he started to thrust into her again.

Draco released his grip as he guided Nott into the room and behind the sofa they were sitting in. Harry grazed the plug again and Hermione gave a surprised scream as it widened considerably. She tried to move but Harry held her firmly in place as he thrust into her hard. Draco caressed her cheek and held her like that while he spoke to her.

”Look at you, Pet. There’s no keeping you away from cock, is there?” Mione looked deep into his eyes, enthralled by his words as he continued, all while still being vigorously fucked. “I have a surprise for you, Pet, you’re gonna love it.” At this point he had pressed his thumb into Hermione’s mouth and as he spoke he thrusted it in and out, each time thrusting deeper towards her throat. She was beginning to gag, he ignored it as he continued his monologue. 

“Nott here is even bigger than Harry” Harry could see her eyes widen slightly at that. “Yes, exactly, and I’m going to let him fuck your throat.” She moaned around his thumb. As he spoke Harry could feel hands snaking up his arms, massaging his shoulders. He looked up to see Nott giving him a predatory smirk. Draco seemed to have seen it too as he continued speaking, still with his eyes on Hermione, although definitely speaking directly to Nott. “And while he does that I’m going to take him” Nott’s smile faltered just slightly. 

”You see, he seems to have forgotten that he’s in my house, with my lovers. I’m going to fuck him so hard for you, Pet. All the while Harry fucks you just as hard.” It was Harry’s turn to smirk at Nott, he’d done it now.

Draco let Nott go to Hermione as he replaced Nott’s hands on Harry’s shoulders.

”Hi Love. Would you give us a hand with our clothes?”

Harry waved his hand lazily as Draco hummed appreciatively and all their clothes ended up in stacks across the room. It hadn’t taken Harry long to realize that Draco had a thing for wandless magic, something both Harry and Hermione had a penchant for doing in the throes of passion.

Nott gripped Hermione’s head and drew her closer to him, pressing himself into her mouth, saliva dripping down Harry’s shoulder as he fucked her throat sloppily. He could hear Mione moan around his dick even as she was starting to choke on it, her hands gripping at Harry’s shoulders desperately as she tried to breathe. He could hear a murmured accio as several items flew into the room and into Draco’s hands. Draco walked around to face them and removed the plug.

”I’ll need this, Pet. You can have this instead, it will prep you for later.” Hermione whimpered at the loss as the stave Draco was holding took shape, not to Harry’s cock this time, it was bigger, probably Nott’s if he had to guess. 

Even if he hadn’t heard Hermione’s muffled scream as Draco inserted the dildo he felt it on the other side of her thin walls, thrusting in the same way the plug had, although bigger. Everything was so tight now as he continued to fuck her. Before walking away Harry saw Draco spelling the plug bigger as he gave him a wink.

He could hear the moment the plug entered Nott, his surprise evident. As he started thrusting more erratically into Hermione, Harry pushed her harder towards him, holding her in place as he set a vigorous pace. Obviously not used to the size of the plug.

Draco had moved to stand before Harry, he moved to remove Hermione’s head from their grip and as he removed her, Nott’s cock landed with a thud on Harry’s shoulder, his hands gripping the edge of the sofa as he tried to keep standing through the abuse from the plug. 

“Harry, Love, will you hold her for me. Wouldn’t want her to fall.” Harry moved his arms around her middle and held her in place as he continued to fuck her hard.

While still sat on Harry's cock, Draco leaned Hermione backwards, her head falling back. He supported her neck as he held her there, giving him the angle he needed to fuck her throat even deeper than Nott previously had. He waved his wand and suddenly Hermione was supported enough that Harry could free his hands to grip her flesh hard again.

Harry didn’t know if he had ever seen his lovers looking this hot before, Hermione sitting before him, head tilted upside down, Draco standing above them both, fucking her throat in earnest. Hermione already had a pearly sheen of sweat all over, making her breasts shine as they bounced in time with their thrusts. He gave one of them a hard slap and delighted in the sounds she made in response. His focus soon turned to Draco, mesmerized by the workings of his muscles as he started to thrust agonizingly slow, going deeper each time, Hermione shaking in pleasure in between them. Nott‘s sounds ending up no more than a backdrop at the moment. 

“Look at you, Pet. Taking us so well, such a good slut for us. I can see myself going down your throat like this, it’s riveting. You were made for this, Pet, being this filled. Tonight we’re going to fuck you into oblivion, fill you to the brim. After I’ve taken you like this we are going to fuck you so hard, all three of us until you beg for reprieve and then some more. Such a good girl for us, letting us fuck you like this. You’re doing so good, our little slut.” 

Draco’s monologue was interrupted by Nott raising his voice, his hand in Harry’s hair, a clear question.

“Draco. May I?”

Draco looked up at them from Hermione’s body, eyes darkening as if in challenge when he met Nott’s eyes.

”You may…for an exchange.”

”Ah, anything.” Draco got a predatory smirk as he raised his wand, Nott nearly falling forward in surprise as he screamed. When the plug exited him almost entirely before entering again Harry could see that it had grown even more in size.

Nonetheless he took it in stride and angled Harry’s head to the side to enter his mouth, as he did Harry could see the tell tale cockring, confirming who the dildo was currently modeled after, Harry silently wondered if Draco had turned on its effects yet. 

Nott pressed into his mouth, slow but hard, giving Harry no room for defiance. He really was big, it reminded Harry of that night with Seamus and Dean in 8th year. Nott fucked his mouth recklessly, jerking ever so often. Harry didn’t mind a blowjob but he preferred to take his time with it instead of getting fucked like this and right now he would have preferred keeping his focus solely on the image in front of him. He could still feel Mione withering around him, shaking in time with her pleasure, he could imagine how she looked right now. Draco still fucking down her throat as he spoke again.

”I have an idea. Don’t worry Pet, we’re still going to fill you up an fuck you untill you pass out. We’re just going to right some wrongs first. Theo, would you be a dear and come over to me.” 

He could feel Nott’s grip lessen as he drew out of his mouth to walk over to Draco. Draco waved his wand and suddenly Nott was in the air, on his back before them, spread eagle. He drew out of Hermione before turning his attention on Nott.

”Harry, could you turn our Pet around for me. I want her to see this.” 

As Harry carefully raised Hermione off of him to turn her, Nott started talking back, he hadn’t stopped by the time Harry sat a shivering Hermione back down on his cock as she moaned. She leaned back against his chest, head falling back on his shoulder in exhaustion. The dildo now pressed entirely into her back by their new position.

”Draco, this is not what-“ He didn’t get further until Draco took a vice grip of his hair, Nott’s height making Draco’s cock bounce right in front of his face.

”Is this you using your safe word Theo?”

”No, but-“

”Then you will keep quiet, you will get to play but first I’m gonna show you what happens to anyone who tries to take what’s mine. I’ve seen you looking at Harry. He is ours until the day he decides he doesn’t want to be. Until that day you will not lay a finger on him without my say so. You got that.” 

“Yes.”

”Good, I did promise my Pet that I was gonna fuck you hard for your insolence, she will be expecting me to follow through.” Harry could see Nott’s cock jumping at Dracos words, clearly more excited for the prospect than he let on.

Further discussion proved impossible the moment Draco started to press himself down Nott’s throat with long slow strokes, pushing himself as far as he could each time before retreating again. Harry adopted a similar pace as he fucked Hermione slowly, giving them both space to enjoy the show. He ran his hands over her body, just gracing her clit as his fingers passed over her mound. She gasped and shook above him at his touch, showing him how sensitive she had become. He leaned over to whisper in her ear.

”Mione, do you want a break, Love?” Her voice was low and raspy when she answered him, barely audible.

”No, please, just, please fuck me. I need more.” She truly was insatiable, so hot.

”You really are a cockslut, aren’t you, begging for more when you can barely stand. Mm, truly made for taking our cocks, Love.” She shivered at his words, breath becoming frantic as she shook through yet another orgasm around him. Draco’s voice drew both of their focus back to the image in front of them.

”Look at this, Pet, how he swallows my cock down. I’ll let you ride him while I fuck his ass for you. We are gonna make him beg to cum. Do you want that, Pet?” It was a wonder that Draco could hear her answering yes, even from just a few feet away. Nott was shaking, moaning like a whimpering mess around Draco’s cock.

”Good girl. Harry, if you would bring our Pet over and remove her dildo for me, save it for later will you. You should probably apply some cooling balm before we continue as well.” Harry nodded in affirmative while Draco started to fuck Nott’s throat without abandon, his screams muffled but still present.

Harry carefully sat Hermione down on the sofa, holding his hand out to catch the jar he’d summoned. As he removed the dildo and tried to work the balm in around her opening she gave a hiss and he could see why. She was so swollen, making her impossibly tight, he could barely get a finger in where his cock had been just moments before. He knew she had her safewords but sometime he wondered how she could handle this, it was a discussion for another time of course. Right now he knew she would ask for time if she needed it. She moaned at his ministrations, the balm relieving some of the ache she must feel. 

Once done he helped her up on shaky legs and they walked over to Draco and Nott. Harry held her hand for support as she stepped straight up in the air, supported as if by steps as she walked up to straddle Nott. Once in position she planted her feet on each side of him, again supported as if platforms had formed just underneath them. 

She lowered herself slowly as she winched and whimpered at the stretch. Her wetness pooling on Nott’s stomach and onto the floor, showing how hot she was. Nott’s moans swallowed in his throat as Draco pressed into him hard and stayed there for a moment.

”Yes, just like that, Pet, nice and easy, good girl. Such a good slut for us.”

Draco drew out of Nott’s mouth and moved to the side to give Harry his spot. His cock now in perfect height with Nott’s face. Harry waited for Draco’s order but it seemed he wasn’t done monologuing just yet as the dildo came flying. Draco catched it before continuing. Nott’s moans now filling the room as Mione lowered herself yet again.

”Do you see this Theo? Does it look familiar?” Draco aimed his wand at Nott’s cockring before continuing. “Can you feel this?” He started gently massaging the dildo in view of Nott. In response he whimpered as he seemed to swallow a moan, not giving Draco the satisfaction. “Yes, it’s you. You will feel everything this feels, as clearly as if it were your real cock. Now, I’m going to give this back to Hermione while Harry fucks your throat. I want you to taste her on him.”

Nott’s eyes barely had time to widen before Harry entered him. He gagged, clearly not used to swallowing cock. Nonetheless Harry continued thrusting at a lazy pace. 

Draco stepped in between Nott’s legs, hugging Hermione from behind as she rode him. Her exhaustion evident in her shaking body, barely able to lift herself.

”You’re doing such a good job, Pet, just like so. So good for us. I want you to lean forward a bit, I’m giving you your dildo back now.” Mione whimpered at his words, eyes glazed over. “No, you can take it, Pet. You did so good before, yes, just like that, good girl.” She had leaned forward and as Draco inserted the dildo her moans filled the room. He aimed his wand and then you could see the dildo thrusting by itself again, Mione screaming with each of its thrusts. Nott reacting as well.

”Look at you, Pet. So stretched, doing so good for us. I’m going to fuck him for you now Pet. We are going to make him beg, would you like that, Pet?”  Hermione was shivering with the effort of riding Nott, a whimpering mess in her own right, shimmering with sweat, breath heavy.

”Yes, Please Draco.” At Hermione’s words Draco’s smirk grew wider. Nott gave a swallowed moan as Draco removed the plug. 

Nott’s reaction was immediate. As Draco took a hold of his thighs and thrust forward slowly he gave a muffled shout, his moans vibrating around Harry’s cock. Both Draco and Harry started thrusting in earnest as Hermione picked up her pace, glee filling her face as she looked down on the mess that Nott had become at their assault.  She looked radiant like this, working through her exhaustion, shivering with pleasure knowing she would get her prize later.

Nott’s desperation was starting to show, he tried to push Harry away and Harry dutifully backed away. Nott was panting even as he tried to catch his breath.

”Please Draco, just let me come, Please.”

”Have you realized what’s mine now?” As Draco spoke he punctuated each word with a hard thrust, making Nott moan.

”Yes, I get it. I should have backed away when you told me of your intentions, it was crude of me to keep flirting. Even if he didn’t even notice. Just, please, Draco.”

Wait, what?

Draco seemed satisfied with that as he backed away, Hermione’s dildo retreating as well. Both her and Nott sighing in relief. Draco helped Hermione off of Nott and down on solid ground again, her legs visibly shaking. Harry was still confused about what had transpired, he was sure he was missing something here.

”Harry Love, you can continue what you were doing. I want him to come with you cock down his throat.” Draco looked at Harry while speaking only to then look away to Hermione to continue his instruction. “Come here Pet, I want you to help our dear Theo come. Don’t worry, I’ll keep you standing. Harry Love, Would you mind helping with the mess?”

As Harry entered Nott’s throat again he flicked his wrist in response to Draco, feeling a wave of freshness was over him as the puddle on the floor disappeared. Even the smell of sex seemed to vanish.

Hermione dutifully leaned forward to take Nott in her mouth. Making sloppy work of him as Draco stayed behind her, holding her up by her hips as he entered her.

Nott’s moans drowned in his throat, vibrating around Harry’s dick as he thrusted lazily in tandem with Hermione’s rhythm. Nott’s chest began to rise and fall at a rapid pace as he grew more desperate. After a few seconds of Nott’s muffled moans Draco raised his wand. As the cockring dissolved he dragged Hermione away as Nott came, spurting over himself with Harry’s dick down his throat.

Harry backed away as Draco released Nott from his invisible bindings and handed him a bottle. Nott only took a moment to regain his breath before downing it, becoming erect once again.

”I did promise you that you could play with us but that doesn’t mean that you can do whatever you want. Harry is off limits. You know that you’re here for Hermione’s sake.”

”Yes, I know.” He turned to Harry with a smirk “It’s a shame though, Doesn't feel fair that Draco gets you both.” With a sound from Draco he stopped himself from saying anything further. “ Let’s show her a good time, yhea?”.

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”Yes, I know.” He turned to Harry with a smirk “It’s a shame though, Doesn't feel fair that Draco gets you both.” With a sound from Draco he stopped himself from saying anything further. “ Let’s show her a good time, yhea?”.

Harry barely had time to react before Nott scooped Hermione up bridal style.

”Now where’s this famous playroom of yours, if I’m gonna devour her I want to do it there.” Draco led the way in answer, Harry following closely behind them.

When Harry entered their playroom Nott had already laid an exhausted Hermione down on the bed, caressing her body all the while speaking to her in a low voice. No trace of his earlier desperation remained.

“Look at you, you’re barely awake and we haven’t even begun. Can I call you Pet too, or maybe Doll, hm?” Hermione looked towards Draco, at his nod she answered in a hoarse voice.

”Not Pet, I’m not yours.” Nott just smirked in answer.

”Doll it is then. That’s what you are, aren’t you? A perfect little Doll? For us to treat as we wish?” As he spoke he caressed her thighs, working his way up her legs, entering her with a single finger. She moaned at the intrusion, hips buckling upwards. In response Nott moved his other hand to hold her in place. “A aa, no moving, dolls don’t move now do they?” He continued teasing her while Draco came up behind her, tilting a bottle to her lips, she drank without a second thought and Harry could see light returning to her eyes. She seemed more present now although the marks from their play was left untouched on her body. Just a Pepper-up then.

Draco added his own hands on her body but seemed content to let Nott speak for now. Harry joined them on the bed, caressing her breasts as Nott continued.

”You’re ours tonight, completely at our mercy. I want you to remain exactly as we tell you. To take whatever we give you and if you were to beg, well then, you’ll get what’s coming to you. Dolls don’t speak, remember that.” He gave her a wicked smile before diving in between her legs, dragging his tongue along her slit. 

“Oh gods.” 

Draco’s response to her words were immediate. He took a firm grip around her throat, cutting her air off completely.

”Ah ah Pet, didn’t you hear Theo. Dolls don’t speak. If you’re going to behave like a brat we’ll treat you accordingly. Her eyes rolled up in her head as Draco mumbled an Accio. Still gripping her neck, he caught the clams coming toward them, fastening them to both her nipples and her clit. A final wave of his wand tightened the chain that connected them as Hermione gave a shout in response. Theo lifted his face to look into her eyes again.

”Are you gonna be a bad little slut for us tonight? In that case we’ll need to be harder. Now, behave. We wouldn’t want to break you, now would we.” As he spoke he flipped her over on her stomach, spanking her hard once as she shouted in response “You behave, stay our good little Doll.” While he spanked her a second time, hitting the mark already blossoming from his first hit, Draco took a tight grip in her hair and lifted her up. Just as she opened her mouth to scream from the pain he thrusted hard into her mouth, effectively cutting off any sound she was going to make.

Harry touched himself while watching the display. He knew those clams, knew they would squeeze harder every time she made any noise. Draco’s cock muffling the sounds wouldn’t help any. She was amazing, letting them do this, liking it even as tears streamed down her face. Even as her eyes rolled back, even as she lost consciousness.

Draco backed away and gave her a hard slap across her face. She came too with a gasp. Draco held her firmly as he looked at her.

“Are we green, Pet?”

Hermione managed a quick nod before Nott thrusted two fingers up her ass roughly. She screamed in surprise.

”Please”.

”Please, what?” Draco looked at her, waiting for a response as Nott continued fingering her hard.

"Please fuck me. AHH, I need you. PLEASE”. Nott was using three fingers now.

”Only good sluts get fucked. Will you be good for us Pet?” Draco held her throat in a tight grip as he spoke. Her response came in a wheezing voice.

”Yes, yes, yes, I’ll be good. Please fuck me. Please.” Draco seemed content with that as he shoved her roughly on his cock again. He held her head in a firm grip as he drove her up and down his shaft as he spoke.

”Such a good slut you are Pet. Our little cockslut. Begging for us so good. Knowing your place.” As he spoke he started meeting his hands with hard thrusts, saliva spilling out of Hermione’s mouth as she choked. “Don’t you worry, we’re gonna fuck you so good. When we’re done with you you won’t be able to stand, much less walk. We’re gonna fill you up so good Pet, stretch you ‘till you scream.” By this point Draco had her saliva all over him, he drew her off of him while still holding her head with both hands. As she was gasping for air he continued. “Look at you, such a good little slut you are letting me fuck your throat like that. I think I want to really see you scream now tho.” As he spoke he levitated her off the bed, Nott’s fingers leaving her as well. Harry sent of a scourgify over the room for good measure. While Hermione hung in the air above them Draco started giving out instructions.

”Theo, I want you on your back by the headboard. Yes, just like that, slide down a bit, perfect.” As he continued he waved his wand over Hermione, making rough ropes appear to bind her hands behind her. “Look at him, Pet, so ready for you, hard and leaking for you. He’s going to fuck your ass now, mm, yes.” 

As Draco hovered her over to Nott, Harry flicked his wrist, coating Nott in lube. Draco began to lower Hermione straight onto Nott’s cock. She screamed at the stretch, making the clams tighten in response. She whimpered as Draco lowered her more. When she was finally down to the root Nott reached around her to cup her breasts before hitting them both quite forcefully, making Hermione jerk in surprise. Draco leaned forward to flick her clit once before nodding to Nott. As Nott started to move he took a hold of her hair, keeping her in place. He then used his free hand to fill Hermione’s mouth, all four fingers pressing down her throat until she gagged.

”So stretched you are Pet. Harry Love, look at her.” Draco came over to him, caressing down his arms and chest as he spoke. “Isn’t she beautiful, getting fucked like that, just for us.” He looked over at her then, really looked at her. He could see her tear streaked face, bruises beginning to form on her body. Her swallowed moans as Nott thrust again and again, her body shivering and he could only nod as he was lost at the sight. Draco was by his ear now. ”I want you to join them, she’s still too empty, don’t you think.” Harry looked over at Draco’s smirk before making his way in between Nott’s legs, getting in position to fill her. 

He could see her gushing, bringing two fingers up to tease her. While he entered her he could feel Nott on the other side of her thin walls, how wet she was, how tight. She looked at him pleadingly. He gripped her hips tight as he lined himself up, as he started pressing in, her eyes fluttered shut. Oh gods, she was tight, he could feel himself stretching her. He thrust in all at once and Hermione’s eyes flew open as she gave a muffled shout. He grazed his hand over her clit, matching Nott’s rhythm. Hermione shook over them, shivered as her breath became more frantic as she came once again.

Draco had come up beside them, admiring the view while teasing Hermione, pinching her nipples and dragging at the chain. Her whimper, the only thing betraying her desperation.

”Such a good slut, Pet. Are you filled enough? Do you feel satisfied?” Nott removed his hand so she could answer, all the while he continued thrusting harder and harder along with Harry.

”Yessss, AH, yes, Thank you Draco, FUCK! I’m so full.” She looked like a wreck, sweat coating her body, saliva running down her chest, dried tears leaving way for the new ones rapidly forming in her eyes. 

“Not full enough. You could take more, Pet. We could stretch you so good.” At Draco’s world Mione’s eyes widened. “Yes, this will be so good, Pet.” Draco shifted his eyes over to Harry, still pulling at the chain. “Do you trust me?” At Harry’s nod his lips raised in a devious smirk. “Pull out for me Harry, I want our Pet to see this.” 

As Harry obliged Nott took a hard grip around Mione’s throat, raising his pace. And then Draco was pointing his wand at Harry’s cock.

”Engorgio.”

At Draco’s words Hermione’s eyes flew open. She looked on with fascinated horror as Harry’s cock thickened unnaturally, his girth now easily the same as if not a bit more than a soda can. Her eyes widened in alarm then.

”No, no, no, no, no, no, please, no. I can’t, please Draco, no.”

Draco, hit her hard across the face, stopping her rant, then taking Nott’s place around her throat, holding her tight with both hands as he leaned closer to her ear. Nott was still thrusting hard, the chain tightening at every small whimper and moan.

”I don’t hear any safe words, Pet. Is there something you want to say?” 

Her silence as she met Draco’s eyes was answer enough.

”Good, then you will take him, let him stretch you ‘till you scream, act like a good little slut for us.” He released one hand from his grip and hit her across the face again, her other cheek blooming red already. Mione’s moan as the hit fell tightened the clams again.

”It seems that you didn’t listen to Theo earlier. Dolls don’t talk, we’ll have to do something about that, don’t you think?” At his outstretched hand their noose came flying. He put it over her head as he activated it, making it tighten and stretching upward, Hermione trying to follow to lessen the effects, her eyes rolling back as she moaned again.

”Harry love, if you would.” Harry took himself in his hand, feeling the new weight of it as he lined himself up again. Nott slowed down to help the transition. With a wave of his wand Hermione’s entrance glistened with lube. He started to press himself inside as he heard Hermione scream, the noose raising itself upwards a bit more. He had barely gotten the entire tip inside, it was impossibly tight. Fuck it. He took hold of her hips and entered her in one hard stroke. 

Hermione barely had time to scream before Draco gripped the back of her head, shoving himself inside her mouth and down her throat. As they fucked her like that he spoke to her.

”Look at you, such a good little cockslut you are. Taking us all so good, so stretched, Pet. You’re doing such a good job.” At this point Hermione had tears streaming down her face, Draco had been ruthless in his thrusts. Her eyes rolled back at his words, her sounds filling the room. “The sounds you make, Pet. Sounding like a wanton whore. Is that what you are? A whore? Our little slut?”

Draco’s words were interrupted by Hermione snapping her fingers twice. He drew out of her mouth but everything else continued. She shivered with pleasure as Draco continued his monologue, still holding her in place as he spoke.

”Yes, you collect your breath. I’m so proud of you, Pet, look at how they’re filling you.” He angled her head so she could see them. Harry was fucking her in earnest now, keeping a similar pace as Nott. They worked in sync, pulling out at the same time only to slam in again. Hermione looked on as they fucked her, her breath rapid and shaky. Harry could feel her clenching around him in tandem with her breath.

”Please. Please let me cum. I want… I need… Please.” Hermione was visibly frustrated as her breath became even more labored. Draco was toying with the chain, making her squirm.

”You can come.” He yanked hard at her chain. Harry struck her har across the face and when the hit landed she screamed through her release, her body shaking. He could feel her walls grip him tight as she came down from her high. Draco apparently decided that her short reprieve was over as he guided her to his cock again, thrusting down her throat as new tears rolled down her face.

”What does it say about you that you come from that, Pet? Hm? Like a cockslut. That’s what you are Pet, our little fuckdoll. We’re going to use you just like that. Like a doll. I’m going to cum over you, paint your entire face and Theo is going to fill your arse, make sure that you’ll drip of him for days. Then I’m going to Let Harry choke you until you pass out while he fills you.” Draco gave a little laugh at her reaction. “Look at you Pet, you’d probably come again just from my words. Such a filthy little slut you are Pet.”

He fucked her harder, saliva running down her chin as she choked on him. His pace picked up until he ripped her off of him by the hair, his cum landing in spurts over her face. She opened her mouth, tongue sticking out as she licked her lips. Her eyes glued shut by cum. A depraved smile filling her face.

”You look so pretty like this Pet. Covered in my cum like that.” He still had her hair in his grip as he dragged his other hand across her face, smearing the cum violently then pressing his cum covered fingers down her throat. “Taste it Pet, all this, just for you.” As Draco spoke she shook in between them again, shivering in pleasure as she came. Harry heard a quiet ‘fuck’ from behind her as Nott drove in hard one final time, to the hilt. 

As Nott slid out Harry finally felt like there was space again. Still, her walls were gripping him so tight. He felt Hermione sliding away from him as Draco levitated her above them again.

”Theo, move. You’re going to want to see this. It’s Harry’s specialty, she loves it.” He complied, rolling to the side as Draco lowered Hermione onto the bed. The clams and noose soaring away from them. Draco took his place on Hermione’s other side and looked over to Harry. “You know what to do, Love.”

Harry crawled into place in between her legs, positioning himself.

”Oh, Harry, before you start. Engorgio.” As the spell was spoken he felt himself turning even heavier and as he looked down his width had turned almost comically wide.

He entered her while she whimpered beneath him. He raised himself over her, putting both his hands around her throat, leaning his weight almost completely forward, trusting the tethers to keep him from crushing her.

He fucked her like that, hard strokes. Her eyes rolling back. Draco and Nott’s hands teasing her, roaming over her body as Harry fucked her into the mattress. He continued, arms straight, leaning forward as he looked down on the image she made. Cum, tears and saliva covering her, mixing with their sweat. All throughout the rough treatment she mewed like a satisfied kitten, like it was a soft massage. He could hear Draco’s filthy words in the background as if through a filter.

”You’re doing so good, Pet. He’s going to fill you so good, coating your walls with his cum, claiming you. You’re taking his cock so well, Pet.”

”Such a filthy whore you are Doll, swallowing his cock like that. Taking him like nothing. Next time we should enlarge me aswell. Would you like that Doll? Taking both of us like that. I wonder how Draco would feel down your throat enlarged? How he would suffocate you as he swelled. You’d probably love it. You really are made for nothing but taking cock are you. Such a filthy little slut you are for us.”

And as she shivered beneath him, shaking at their words, screaming through her final orgasm he couldn’t take it any more. He came inside her, filling her with spurt after spurt of his cum. Her pulsing walls milking him dry. 

Draco laid him down in between him and Hermione, kissing him softly.

”So good, Love. Look at her. Gorgeous.”

Hermione was barely conscious. Harry waved his hand and the mess from their play disappeared. He’d learned the hard way never to remove any marks from Hermione tho, she wanted those to stay, failing glamours be damned. He drew her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her tightly and kissed her head. Mione melted into his side as they laid there. 

Harry was semi-conscious about his surroundings, stuck in this moment but aware enough that he noticed Nott getting up from the bed as he looked down on them.

”This really isn’t just sex for you, is it?” Nott’s question hung heavy in the air until Draco decided to break it, in doing so, also breaking the fragile bubble that their relationship had been in these past months.

”No, it’s so much more.” He felt Draco's arms snake around them both as he spoke. “We did try to tell you that.” 

Nott looked down, a bit dejected perhaps before raising his gaze again, his usual cockiness absent.

”I think I’m gonna go now, leave you to it.” He felt Draco nod in response.

”Theo, you’re still our friend, don’t forget that. It’s just that this… this is someth-“

”Yes, I get that now. Really, it’s fine. I just feel like you need this time without me here right now.” Nott was already making his way towards the door as he spoke.

”Today that might be true but if this were to happen again I hope you know that we would make sure your needs were taken care of afterwards as well.” Draco’s words stuck with Harry. Why was today different? Nonetheless he nodded in agreement. He might not feel for Nott as he did for Draco and Mione but no one should leave a scene like this without making sure that all was well.

Nott simply nodded in reply before opening the door, standing there a moment before deciding to speak.

”I know and I got your back as well. I’ll see myself out. The Floo still open?”

”Yes, it's still open. Oh, Theo. Up for seeing Puddlemere destroy the Cannons next week.” Nott was about to close the door when he heard the question, sticking his head in the room again.

”Stop trying Draco, you know that I’ll never care. Why don’t you just bring Weasley?” 

After that he left, closing the door behind him. Leaving a thick silence after him. Quickly broken by Draco only to return again.

”Bring Weasley he says, I don’t wanna cause a riot.”

Draco’s words and his weak laugh died out and the silence took its place. They stayed like they were. Barely moving a muscle, Harry was drawing lazy circles on Hermione’s back as Draco caressed Harry’s shoulders.

There was no way of knowing how much time had passed.

They all knew they needed to talk about it but no one seemed to want to be the one to bring it up. The nundu in the room.

Time continued to pass, enough of it to be able to see dawn approaching through the windows. They were all awake. No one had slept even the tiniest bit. The silence was so thick that it lay like a weight over them all.

Fuck this.

Here goes nothing.

”When you say that you want me, that I’m yours, what do you mean by that?” Harry’s words cut through the silence like a knife. He heard Draco draw in a steadying breath behind him.

”We mean exactly that. We consider you ours. If you don’t want to be, that’s fine but we do genuinely want you to be a part of this. We have already considered you part of this for some time.” Draco continued his soft touches but they felt a bit stilted now, waiting, anticipating. Hermione lifted her head to look him in the eyes.

”It’s been almost six months, Harry. It took us some time to realize that you weren’t on the same page and since we figured that out we’ve been trying to tell you. We do want you here, to stay here. Like, permanently. Not just over a night or two. We want you to know that to us you’re as much a part of this as we are.” That she could say all this in one breath was quite impressive and she was still going. “And you might not want us the way we do you and that would be fine, if a bit depressing. But the thing is we miss you every time you leave and we want you to stay. We thought that you wanted us as well but if not then-“

”Hermione.” He took her face in his hands, effectively stopping her rant, squishing her cheeks a bit. “Breath, Love. Do you realize that you haven’t given me a chance to respond, like at all.” He said this with a smile as he leaned forward to kiss her forehead. A bit afraid to let go of her face, less he lose his momentum. “I didn’t want to impose, or assume. I think I’ve seen the signs but the thought of confronting that and losing you both scared me shitless.”  

Hermione’s eyes widened in anticipation, the hope she had been suppressing finally given room.

”I would love to stay. To call you both mine. I just never dared to hope that you would want me too.” 

Hermione's face twisted into a smile at his words.

"You mean it? You’re moving in?” He barely had time to nod before she attacked him, kissing him hungrily, gripping him as if he might disappear if she were to let go.

They were interrupted by Draco laughing. Not a little laugh or even a relieved laugh. He was full on laughing beside them as he held them closer, tears running from his eyes, wheezing. It took some time, in which he was thoroughly judged by his two lovers, for him to regain his composure enough to speak.

”Well there’s only one thing to it.” Harry raised an eyebrow in question. Draco drying his tears as he continued.

”You have to decide who’s going to tell Ron.”

Oh dear Merlin, they had to tell Ron.