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"I can't believe you!"


Willow looked at her lover and grinned, "What? I had a craving."


"It's three in the morning!"


"You didn't have to wake up with me," Willow reminded as she finished adding the last of the ingredients into the bowl.


"Pshaw," Hermione rolled her eyes, "I saw that cunning look in your pretty green eyes, Willow. I knew you were being sneaky and planning something. And see? I was right!"


"You're always right, darling," Willow leaned over and brushed her lips against Hermione's in a brief kiss that soon deepened. The redhead moved her hand against the brunette witch's cheek, nibbling on her lip before finally breaking the kiss. Her eyes were gleaming with arousal and mischief as she said, "It won't be much longer, Hermione, and then I plan to finish what we just started."


"You're such a tease," Hermione smiled affectionately, letting her brown eyes move over her lover. They'd woken up twenty minutes before, neither bothering to even put on a robe before heading down to the kitchen. There was no point in getting dressed when they'd only be naked again in no time. Hermione had loved Willow for a little over a year, having become roommates with the redhead witch two years ago after she'd accepted a position at the newly formed Watcher's Council and met Willow, who was in need of a roommate.


Their friendship had been instantaneous, both having quite a bit in common but enough other interests for their conversations to be entertaining and intellectual. Hermione had begun to develop feelings for her friend after a few months, and finally they'd kissed one evening. Things had progressed naturally from there, dating and then making love. They'd been together as a couple ever since. Well, not exactly a couple. At least, for the last year or so couple would not be an appropriate term to describe their relationship. She was pulled from her ogling of her lover by a sleepy and somewhat annoyed voice speaking from the doorway. She looked up and smiled, speak of the devil.

"You two do realize that it is ridiculously early in the morning, do you not?" Lucius asked dryly as he entered the kitchen, grimacing at the light as he covered a yawn. He stretched, his nude body drawing attention from both the witches. A smug smile crossed his lips as he deliberately took his time stretching, moving his head in such a way that his long white-blond hair fell across his right shoulder and brushed against his pale nipple as it reached his waist. Willow loved his hair, confessing to him once that she could come just from having it rub against her body, so soft and stimulating, so he had made sure that she noticed it as he posed for his lovers. His hand moved down his chest, scratching at his lower abdomen as he covered another yawn.


"Really? I hadn't noticed," Willow said innocently, her tongue moving across her lower lip as she moved her eyes over Lucius. She felt rather selfish being in love with two such wonderful and sexy people, having fallen for Hermione slowly, a friendship that had developed into something real and powerful. She'd been attracted to the pretty brunette from their first meeting, but she'd honestly never thought that Hermione would return her feelings. When she had, Willow had been extremely happy but also conflicted.


By the time she and Hermione had kissed, she had all ready begun to fall for Lucius. She had met Lucius Malfoy when she'd been doing researching for Giles, the blond wizard owning a rare text that they had needed. From their first meeting, he had intrigued her. Sarcastic and rude one moment and flirty and seductive at another. His light gray eyes had looked into her soul, seeing who she really was and accepting her, good and bad.


Of course, he wasn't an innocent angelic type. Far from it, in fact. She knew his past, knew what he had done, and, save for her whole attempting to end the world thing, he made her look virtuous! He was arrogant and intelligent and confident and one of the best looking men she had ever seen. When he'd asked her back to the Manor for dinner, she had accepted. They'd become lovers first then friends.


When she and Hermione had begun dating, things had changed. She'd had to admit that she loved both the people in her life and had resisted having to choose one of them. In the end, Lucius and Hermione met for lunch to discuss the situation, unbeknownst to Willow, and the decision had been made to suggest an unusual arrangement because they both loved her enough to attempt it so she wouldn't have to choose. Surprisingly, it had worked out even better than she had ever expected, the three of them having a comfortable and sexy relationship that made them all happy.


She loved both of them and they had grown to care about one another, too. She and Hermione had finally moved into Malfoy Manor a couple of months before, Lucius growing tired of spending most his time at their flat when they were not working and suggesting they simply move in. Since then, they'd settled in and grown used to having a lavish home and had begun christening every room in the Manor.


Tonight, she had woken up and decided that it was time to christen the kitchen. She'd had a craving and it was one of the only rooms they had left and it didn't matter to her that they'd spent hours earlier having sex before finally falling asleep. Yes, she was a bit of an insatiable witch around her lovers, but they didn't seem to mind at all.


Hermione let her eyes wander over Lucius' naked body, still finding it strange that she was having a relationship, albeit a twisted and rather pervy one, with the former Deatheater. True, he was very attractive and she'd even had to acknowledge that when he'd been at the top of her enemy list, but she'd never entertained the belief that he would ever get over his prejudice of Muggles and Muggleborns, so it had never been more than a passing fantasy. Then Willow had happened. The beautiful redhead had changed all their lives, forcing Lucius to admit that not all Muggleborns were useless and repulsive, and forcing Hermione to admit to her desires and acknowledge that life was full of surprises that might not always make sense but could cause happiness just the same.


Since they'd all become involved, their lives had become interwoven. They were not a couple, but they functioned as one. There wasn't any jealousy, which was actually rather surprising since Lucius Malfoy was definitely a possessive man, but Hermione believed it was mostly because they all did care about each other and none of them felt neglected or ignored. There were times that it would just be two of them, her and Willow having private moments just as Willow and Lucius had their own private time occasionally. Quite often Lucius would happily watch her and Willow together just as she would watch him and Willow or vice versa, but, more often than not, it would be the three of them.


She had gone from hating Lucius to gradually considering him a friend to actually caring about him, and she knew he cared about her, even if he didn't feel the same depth of emotion that he felt for Willow. She didn't mind that since she definitely loved Willow more than she cared about Lucius, and Willow truly did seem to love them both equally, never playing favorites, not that she or Lucius would probably mind either way as long as they had Willow in their lives.


They were all happy, extremely so, plus the sex was bloody amazing. Lucius was sexy and experienced, knowing just how to please a woman. Plus he was completely open to trying anything they suggested, willingly acting out or aiding them in any fantasy they had, and enjoying surprising them in the most wickedly delicious ways. The age difference meant nothing to her or Willow, both of them loving his brilliant and cunning mind as well as his sarcastic sense of humor and imagination. Since they'd moved into the Manor, things had been going even better, their lives becoming comfortable and setting up routines. The only fly in the ointment, as the Muggle saying went, had been Draco.


To say Draco was not happy with his Father having two witches his age as his lovers was an understatement. Her former rival and eventual friend, though friend suggested they were closer than merely tolerating each other, had rooms in the east wing of the Manor and seemed to enjoy making his displeasure known at every opportunity by making rude comments and leering inappropriately at her and Willow. Lucius would just smile smugly and say that Draco was jealous, which Hermione was beginning to believe after catching Draco watching her and Willow all the time.


She might have complained about his rude and sullen behavior, but, in a strange way, she found it rather exciting to have the handsome Slytherin watching her and Willow in such a way. Willow found it arousing, her lover admitting that to Hermione one afternoon recently. The redhead had also confessed that she had seen Draco watching the three of them making love one evening from the shadows, his eyes intense and his body taut with desire as he had stroked his cock. Instead of being disgusted that the gorgeous Slytherin that had teased her throughout their years at Hogwarts was spying on his own father and wanking while watching them, she found it unbelievably arousing.


She and Willow had been talking about the possibility of seducing Draco into joining the three of them, with Lucius' permission of course, though Hermione believed that the only 'seduction' necessary would be a smile and a 'join us Draco' before he'd be naked and fucking one of them. Willow wanted to make sure that Lucius wouldn't mind, knowing that their lover was open minded and daring but not sure if that would extend to including his son in their lovemaking. Hermione, however, didn't think they'd have anything to worry about because Lucius was likely to do anything Willow wanted and he also didn't strike her as a man that would mind sharing his lovers with his beloved son. Pulling her mind from those incredibly naughty and vivid visions of the four of them in their extremely large bed, the brunette witch focused on the real naked and aroused man before them.


"May I ask what was so important that you couldn't wait until morning?" Lucius asked as he neared the island near the counters. He saw Willow making something but was unable to tell what it was.


"You can go back to sleep if you're gonna be cranky," Willow teased him, moving the bowl so he couldn't see inside.


"Can't sleep when you're both gone," Lucius muttered, his lower lip protruding slightly as he said, "What's in the bowl?"


"Oh, that's so cute," Hermione smiled as she looked at Willow, "he's pouting. Poor wittle Wucius is pouting."


"Malfoys do not pout," Lucius said sharply, arching a pale brow as he looked at his brunette lover, "and it is entirely unfair that I was woken from a rather peaceful sleep by the absence of warmth in my bed and now must face two teasing witches at such an early hour. Add to that the fact that you are both naked as the day you were born in whatever filthy Muggle place saw your entrance into this world and I daresay I have a right to be a tad sulky, if you will."


"I thought you liked it when we got naked," Willow said with an impish smile as she moved closer to Hermione.


"I guess we just have to play by ourselves, Willow," Hermione told the redhead, moving her arm around Willow's shoulder and letting her hand find a perky breast. She began to squeeze the flesh, her fingers twisting the hard nipple, her mouth moving over Willow's shoulder as her eyes remained on Lucius. His cock began to harden as he watched them, his eyes narrowing when Willow moaned softly. With a playful look at his erection, Hermione gasped, "Oh my God…it's alive."


"And quite impressive," Willow leered as her eyes stared at his growing erection, licking her lips and leaning against the taller brunette witch as she lazily moved her gaze from the pale blond curls between his legs to meet his intense and aroused stare. With a smirk, she asked, "Wanna play with us, Lucius?"


"What's in the bowl, Willow?" Lucius asked huskily, his gray eyes darkening as he moved closer, his cock throbbing as he watched Hermione licked Willow's shoulder as she caressed the redhead's breast. Wicked little witches were surely going to be the death of him, but, Merlin, what a way to go! He stalked his girls, his body moving with grace and elegance as he got closer, curiosity mixing with the desire as he wondered what had caused Willow to get out of bed at such an early hour to go to the kitchen of all places. When he had woken to find the bed empty, he had assumed the girls were up to something, both witches deserving to be called Slytherin for their devious planning. Luckily, the majority of their planning involved the three of them and enjoyable sexual experiences.


"I had a craving," Willow informed him innocently, letting him see the bowl. "I wanted chocolate cake. Well, not cake, just the icing."


Willow got some icing onto her finger and brought it to her mouth, her eyes looking into his as she sucked her finger, moaning softly, in order to arouse him and because Hermione was doing wonderful and naughty things with her talented fingers. She was getting wet just from playing with Lucius and feeling Hermione's lips on her shoulder, knowing that this would not be a slow and teasing time, more of a 'please fuck me now' type of encounter.


"I wanna try," Hermione whispered before she brought Willow's finger to her mouth, sucking the chocolate icing from it and moaning. Her eyes looked into Willow's as she said, "So good. Tasty."


"Me or the icing?" Willow asked with a wink.


"You," Hermione ran her tongue over Willow's hand, "but the icing isn't bad, either."


"I was thinking of having chocolate covered Lucius for dessert, myself," Willow smiled as she looked at Lucius, noticing him watching them and stroking his cock slowly, her eyes darkening as she saw the lust in his gaze.


"Hmm…that sound delicious," Hermione smiled at Lucius, dipping her finger in the icing and then moving towards the blond wizard. With a playful look in her coffee colored eyes, she dragged her finger down his bare chest, spreading the chocolate icing on the smooth flesh. He was watching her carefully, his eyes darkening, a nerve in his cheek twitching as she ran her tongue over the path her finger had just taken.


Willow joined them, her lips finding Lucius', her tongue tracing the full lips of her lover before she kissed him. Breaking the kiss, she smiled impishly and winked at him before kneeling on the kitchen floor. Hermione finished licking the icing from his chest and kneeled beside Willow. The girls shared a smile before they reached into the bowl of chocolate icing. With quick strokes, Lucius' cock was soon covered with the frosting, the blond wizard groaning softly as he felt their hands on his erection. Willow leaned forward and ran her tongue along the side of his shaft, a teasing swipe of her tongue that caused his cock to throb in her hand.


Hermione moved her head in such a way that she could reach the bottom of his erection, licking it from the weeping head to his balls, lavishing attention on his twin sacs and sensitive flesh. Willow straddled Hermione, who was now laying on her back as she teased Lucius, the redhead rubbing her wet cunt against her lover's stomach as she moved her mouth over the head of Lucius' cock. She continued to lick the chocolate icing from him, loving the mixture of flavors, sweet yet salty and bitter, the unique flavor of Lucius made even better by the chocolate.


Lucius held back a moan as his lovers licked and sucked and teased him, his eyes at stormy gray as Willow began to move her head against his cock, her tongue licking the icing from his shaft, her hands caressing his arse. Hermione was occupied with his balls and arse, the brunette licking a path from his scrotum to the area between his cheeks. He gasped when he felt her finger snake into him, the minx having a fondness for anal play, loving to have him buried in her cunt and Willow fucking her arse. Willow enjoyed that, too, but his redhead was definitely more of an oral person, loving to lick and taste and caress every inch of her lovers, able to spend hours doing nothing but teasing and tasting.


Lucius bit his lip as Hermione's finger touched his prostate, arching forward into Willow's mouth until he was touching the back of her throat. The redhead moved her head back to avoid gagging and then moved forward again and took nearly his entire length into her mouth, her tongue continuing to lick his shaft as she stopped teasing and began to moved her head with the intent purpose of making him come. Hermione's tongue continued to lick his shaft every time Willow pulled back, the two tongues unbelievable, her finger still buried in his arse. With a low growl, Lucius pushed Willow back onto the cold floor and moved between her legs, thrusting deeply into her wet cunt.


Willow was oblivious to the cold floor beneath her, her body overheated from the desire she felt for her lovers. She moaned when Lucius thrust into her, his hands on her arse as he adjusted her position for deeper penetration. Her back arched and her hand moved to caress her breasts before green eyes found brown and she licked her lips, letting Hermione know what she wanted.


The brilliant witch smiled and moved to straddled Willow's face, leaning forward and kissing Lucius as the redhead beneath her began to taste her cunt. Lucius' fingers tangled in Hermione's thick caramel colored curls, pulling her head back slightly and deepening the kiss as he thrust into Willow's warmth. His left hand continued to hold her arse as he fucked her, his lips leaving Hermione's and moving down her neck to find her breast. His lips enveloped her nipple, his tongue flicking the hardened bud matching the rhythm of his thrusts into Willow.


Hermione felt Willow's tongue lapping at her, tasting the juices that were flowing freely. She began to move against Willow's face, the redhead sliding two fingers into her as she concentrated on sucking the brunette's clit, Hermione's hands moving to fondly Willow's perky breasts, twisting the nipples and kneading the flesh as Lucius lavished her own full breasts with his attention.


"Merlin," Hermione hissed as she felt Willow's tongue against her sensitive clit and her lover's fingers finding the exact spot that caused her to whimper as she came, covering the redhead's face with her release. Willow continued to lick and suck until Hermione thought she was going to combust, Lucius releasing her breast and giving her a look she knew all too well. She moved off Willow's face, sitting beside them on the floor, her breathing erratic and her body flushed with arousal and satisfaction as her brown eyes watched Lucius changed positions, forcefully pulling Willow down against his cock.


Willow moaned as Lucius began to fuck her hard, his fingers finding her clit and twisting it. Their eyes locked as they moved together, Hermione's hand caressing her breast, Willow's hand moving along the brunette witch's thigh as she pushed down to accept all of Lucius. She came with a soft cry, her nails digging into Hermione's leg as the tension snapped, her muscles tightening around Lucius' cock, her body again arching off the floor as her orgasm hit her. Lucius sunk into her three more times before he grunted, his seed spilling inside her, falling against her body and nuzzling her neck as continued to thrust into her until his cock was spent.


"That was wonderful," Willow sighed happily, her lips curving into a sated smile.


"Is that it?" Hermione asked innocently as she reached for the bowl of icing, a wicked gleam entering her brown eyes as she continued, "After all, I do hate to see all this frosting wasted."


"Perhaps we should have dessert, my dear," Lucius winked at the brunette witch as he slid out of Willow, licking his lips and leering playfully as he added, "I do believe I have a craving for chocolate covered Willow."


"Me too," Hermione grinned as she ran a frosting covered finger along Willow's lower abdomen.


"Any you say that I'm the insatiable one?" Willow laughed softly, "Could we move this upstairs, though? As much as I enjoyed christening the kitchen, this floor is freaking cold!"


*the end*