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His skin burned, trails of ruddy reddened flesh followed Luna and Theo’s lips as they nipped and sucked at the expanse of his skin. It was a whirlwind. Their hands tugged at his robes, exploring every centimetre, corner, and crevice of him till he was bare.
Theo sat behind him, kissing at his nape, arms wrapped around Draco like a hug. His head fell back on Theo’s shoulder, losing himself to the bruise blooming on his neck and the soothing sensation of nails softly scratching at his chest.
Luna kneeled before him, slowly untying his shoes and tossing them aside. She grinned when his trousers fell away and he was left in nothing but his pants. Opal colored eyes peered up at him, her attention never once leaving his, even as she kissed across his thighs.
Soft lips pressed against his throbbing cock, painfully hard under his briefs. Draco shifted to remove them, but Theo acted quickly. Palms going flat on his sternum and belly, pulling Draco’s back against his chest and pinning him in place.
An effervescent giggle floated from where Luna nuzzled her cheek against his lap, never once stopping her gazing and rubbing as she snapped her fingers and vanished her and Theo’s clothes.
Pointed finger nails dug into his thighs, keeping him in place as her mouth turned back to kissing. It started as just pecks, gentle presses as he thrusted and whimpered into the air. Her teasing, feather-light touch and the sight of her bare driving him mad.
Theo’s cock pressed against his lower back, and he caught the briefest glimpses of platinum curls between her thighs, soaked and glistening in the moonlight, a shallow puddle of her own desire forming on the stone floor. Her cunt grew wetter as she began to place open mouth kisses against his still covered cock.
A perfectly pink bunny tongue worked against his shaft, rubbing the rough fabric with it, soaking every centimetre in her sweet saliva. Strands of it connected her lips to the mess on his lap. He knew it wasn’t all hers, could feel his cock leaking as his hips rolled uncontrollably.
Theo shushed in his ear, the rough scruff of his unshaven chin scratching his cheek, “Be a good boy, Draco. Let Luna give you a reward.”
A pathetic whine tore from his throat as Luna wrapped her lips around the shaft of his cock, suckling at the side longways as she giggled, the vibrations making him buck.
“You stood up for our Lu tonight, didn’t you?” Draco’s eyes slammed shut, heat building in his gut, the threat of finishing from Theo’s voice and Luna’s fluttering touch made the sweetest embarrassment fill his chest.
Luna continued her humming, his clothed cock almost completely in her mouth now, tongue swirling his covered tip. When he felt the moment barrel ahead, stars flashing behind his eyelid, she pulled back suddenly. He gasped, trying to lean forward again just as she leaned back.
Her fingers played in the pool of spit and precum on his lap, before taking the milky, hazy mix to her tongue. She moaned around the two fingers, chest heaving, nipples hardening in the dappled light. Theo was not immune to her charm, his cock bobbing and nestling between Draco’s arse cheeks.
Draco, unbeknownst to anyone else, had never experienced such an overwhelming sense of pleasure. His hand could not replicate the tenderness that Luna lavished upon him. And as his limbs trembled with the need to release, he could not recall any others who had touched him before. There had been heated stolen kisses, forced encounters in closets and acts of show, but all of it had always been for Theo’s attention.
His head buzzed, his blood thickening in his veins at the realisation that what Draco had spent years dreaming about was finally coming to fruition. The inclusion of Luna and her sanguine movements as she stood and pulled away his pants at last only made the intoxicating feeling crest higher.
Luna’s eyes grew wide, a smile curling at the edge of her lips as she looked upon him. For a brief moment, Draco struggled in Theo’s hold, embarrassment clouding his judgement and fear that this was all an attempt to mock him rising to the surface. His hand moved to cover himself, but Theo grabbed his wrist, pulling him back while nibbling at his ear.
“Let Luna see you, Draco.” Theo’s breath brushed against the cooling, soaked skin of his neck, lulling him into a trance, and Luna’s voice joined as a chorus, singing out to him, “Please let me touch you, Draco.”
Words caught in his throat, but it only took one nod for her to touch him again. Wrapping her palm around the entirety of his cock, cocooning him in slick warmth. The remnants of her saliva made it easy to start pumping. With a desperate look in her eye she leaned closer, positioning herself on one of his shaking thighs.
Hot and sticky, she began to undulate against him, freckled porcelain hips working in time with her strokes. Theo’s teeth and lips dug into the far side of Draco’s neck, and Luna’s found the other. Whispering against his skin as she worked him to the edge again. “Such a cute little cock, Draco. Why did you keep it from Theo and me?”
It should sting, and to some extent it does, shame reddening his chest, but there was something deeper. A need to hear cruel words from a mouth as angelic as Luna’s. Strained and breathy, Draco chokes out, ”More, please.”
Luna’s grinding slowed, eager surprise spreading across her features like a cream drunk cat, before her hand squeezed, pressure bearing down on him as his fingers grasped at the bedding beneath them. “Did you hear that, Theo? Draco’s little cock wants more.”
“Please, please, please,” He chanted again, and like an angel, she answered his prayers. In a mix of pleasure and shame, pain and ecstasy, she tugged and bit down on his neck. His hips bucked and his head threw back, cum spilling from his cock all over her hand and his belly.
His vision swirled, chest heaving as Luna and Theo kissed above him. He slumped onto the bed, watching the two of them paw at each other as he had done so many times in secret before, this time, though, a smile crept across his face. Cheeks sore from the relief and happiness at being so close, wrapped in the warmth that radiated from them.
He considered for a moment that this would have been enough. To finally live out the fantasy that haunted his dreams and plagued him with guilt during the sunlight. But Luna and Theo were not done with him. The two turned to smile back down at him in return, no malice or disgust in their eyes. They burned with lust and promise.
A long, slender finger dragged through the mess on his belly before settling against his breathless lips, “Taste yourself, Draco.” The pad of her finger brushed and pressed against his tongue, and he returned in kind, sucking her fingers into his mouth.
The moan that escaped him as the salty release coated his tongue and the look of excitement between Theo and Luna at such a display were all he needed to know the night was far from over, and they had many more plans with him. Which was just fine with Draco, because he hoped to be their plaything as long as they would have him, just as he deserved.