“That was great, Blaise,” Hermione smiled at her raven-haired lover as she finished her dinner. He had made some pasta dish that she had never heard of and it had been delicious. She’d eaten two helpings, making a mental note that she would need to do some sort of exercise to work off the calories. She looked across the table into the gray eyes of her other lover and licked her lips, having a pretty good idea how those calories would be burned.


“I’m glad you enjoyed it, Hermione,” Blaise said as he removed the plates and walked to the kitchen. He set them in the sink for now, knowing that there were far more interesting things awaiting him than wasting a few minutes to magically clean the dishes. Besides, it was Draco’s turn to clean up since Blaise had cooked.


“Aren’t you just the little homemaker, Zabini,” Draco drawled as he came into the kitchen, moving behind the taller boy and brushing his lips against the dark wizard’s neck. He nipped the flesh, his hand moving down Blaise’s bare chest until he cupped his growing erection through the denim Muggle jeans. “I’ve taken care of arranging dessert,” Draco whispered before moving away from his lover and reaching into the refrigerator.


“Scopata,” Blaise cursed softly then slowly smiled as he saw the two bottles that Draco had in his hands when the blond wizard faced him.


“I do believe my meal will be better than yours,” Draco smiled smugly, winking as he walked back to the table. His eyes moved over Hermione, watching her watch him, seeing the sudden flash of awareness in her coffee colored eyes as a naughty smile crossed her pretty face.


“Draco, what do you have there?” Hermione arched a brow, leaning back in her chair as she drew her bottom lip into her mouth. It had been nearly a month since she had discovered how Draco and Blaise felt about her. In that time, she had moved into their flat and spent nearly every night making love to them both. During the four days of her monthly, they had been gentle and held her, understanding that she was unable or unwilling to play during that time. She had urged them to make love, watching them through desire filled eyes and feeling unbelievably possessive at the knowledge that they were hers.


“Wouldn’t you like to know?” he teased as he deliberately kept his hands behind his back. His pale blond hair fell across his forehead as he tucked the two bottles into his back pockets, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he used his wand to clear the table. Transfiguring the sugar bowl into a pillow to make her more comfortable, he said, “It’s time for dessert, Hermione.”


“I don’t see any food,” she looked from him to Blaise, heat coursing through her body at the look of lust in her lovers’ eyes. Blaise’s eyes were nearly black from passion and Draco’s eyes a stormy gray, her nipples hardening and wetness dripping between her thighs as she realized that they intended for her to be dessert. Her lips curved into an excited smile as she waited to see what they had planned for her.


“I see something far more delectable than food,” Draco purred as his eyes moved over her face and breasts. He looked at Blaise and smiled, “I think she’s overdressed, Blaise. Why don’t you help her remedy that problem?”


“Gladly,” Blaise moved to where Hermione was sitting, his fingers moving along the curve of her cheek before he raised her chin. Leaning over, he brushed his lips against hers as his long fingers began to unbutton her shirt, his tongue teasing hers as his hand found her bare breast, caressing her flesh as he deepened the kiss.


“While I do find the vision of the you two kissing extremely erotic, could you please hurry along and get our naughty little witch naked so we can have dessert?” Draco asked lazily, his hand shifting his erection to a more comfortable position as he wet his lips as he watched his lovers play.


“Poor wittle Dwaco feels left out,” Blaise glanced at the blond wizard and smirked, his large hand kneading Hermione’s breast as he moved so Draco could see their lover. “Her nipples are all ready so hard, Draco. Do you see them? I bet you wish you could run your tongue over them, suck them into your greedy mouth, make her come just from licking and sucking her gorgeous breasts. She wants to you suck them, lover. I can hear her heartbeat, her shallow breathing, smell her arousal.”


“Quit fucking teasing me, you bastard,” Draco growled as his eyes narrowed, passion in his gaze as he looked into Hermione’s coffee brown eyes, seeing the desire that turned them nearly black. Her caramel colored hair was loose and framing her face, her lips wet and swollen from Blaise’s kiss, and he felt himself harden even more as she blew him a kiss.


“But I love teasing you,” Blaise grinned, “you’re unbelievably sexy when you’re sulking and needy and consumed by desire.”


“I do not sulk,” Draco denied smoothly, “now quit playing and get her clothes off, damn it!”


“I don’t know,” Hermione teased, “that sure looks like sulking to me. The way your lower lip is protruding and you’re giving the impression of a child who can’t reach his favorite toy. Why, Draco, do you consider me your favorite toy?”


“He’s glaring now,” Blaise whispered loudly, his indigo eyes twinkling with mischief and desire, “he is rather spoiled, isn’t he? Glaring and pouting when he doesn’t get what he wants exactly when he wants it.”


“What is it you want, Draco?” Hermione asked innocently, her hand moving over her bare breast as her eyes looked into his, “Do you want this?” She moved her other than to caress the erection that was pressing against the front of Blaise’s pants, “Do you want this?”


“I think he wants it all, darling,” Blaise said playfully, seeing the nerve in Draco’s check twitch as the blond Slytherin’s nostrils flared. There were times he wondered how their lover managed to avoid simply hexing them, he and Hermione enjoying teasing the normally controlled and reserved blond, causing him to lose control and loving to make him beg.


“How typically Slytherin of him,” Hermione said disapprovingly, her eyes mischievous as she deliberately let her shirt open to reveal both her breasts.


“You say that as if it is a bad thing,” Draco smirked as he reached for his wand. With two words, they were both naked and, with another, Hermione was safely under the contraceptive charm. Giving them an innocent look, he shrugged, “I never claimed to be patient. Besides, I’m ravenous….”


His eyes moved over Hermione as he said the last word, his eyes never leaving hers as he moved around the table, his fingers gliding over the wooden surface as he leisurely moved towards them. He looked at them both, his eyes moving over Blaise‘s nude body, appreciating the lines of his lover, lingering on his erect shaft. Draco allowed the tip of his tongue to move between his lips as if he were licking the droplets of precum from the dark wizard’s cock. They wanted to play? He could play. He loved teasing them both, liked having power over them, just as he knew they enjoyed breaking him.


He finally reached Hermione, leaning over and claiming her lips in a passionate kiss before she even realized he was that close. His tongue took possession of her mouth as he lifted her from the chair and eased her onto the table. His hands moved behind her, gripping her arse and pulling her against his cloth covered erection, grinding against her slowly, teasingly. Her body was on fire, the scent of sex thick in the air mixing with the natural scents he now associated with his lovers, vanilla and cinnamon and mint and their own unique scents that he would never grow tired of smelling.


Blaise watched Draco arouse Hermione, the blond Slytherin’s hands moving over her soft curves, his body rocking against hers. His eyes were dark with desire as he moved to sit on the table, his hand stroking his cock as he watched them. They were so beautiful together, passionate and challenging and fighting for dominance. His fingers moved along his shaft applying gentle pressure as he kept his eyes on them, wondering if Draco was going to forgo his plans for dessert and simply sink deep inside her without playing his wicked game.


Draco finally released her mouth, his teeth nibbling her bottom lip as he huskily said, “I think it’s time for dessert.”


“Draco,” Hermione groaned as she pushed against him, needing him inside her now. Damn stupid Slytherin bastard, she growled when she saw the knowing look in his gorgeous eyes and knew he was going to deliberately tease her even longer to prove that he could make her beg. If she didn’t love him so much, she’d hex him without hesitation for tormenting her like this.


“Now, now, Hermione,” Draco arched a golden brow, “Who is it that is always telling me patience is a virtue?”


“I warned you that you‘d regret telling him that,” Blaise grinned as he winked at her.


“Not a good time for ‘I told you so’ Zabini,” Hermione glared at him, her eyes moving over his naked body and a fresh wave of arousal sweeping over her as she saw him wanking. She licked her lips, preparing to move forward and engulf his hot erection in her mouth, unable to do so when she felt something cold on her breasts. She gasped and looked down, her eyes widening when she saw Draco spraying whipped cream and chocolate sauce all over her chest and stomach. She inhaled sharply when he deliberately moved the nozzle of the whipped cream over her sensitive clit, stroking her with the can of spray topping as his eyes looked into hers, a devilish smile on his handsome face.


“Looks delicious,” he murmured before leaning forward, his mouth finally on her breast. His tongue slid over her full breast before licking her nipples, sucking and nibbling on her sensitive buds. Releasing her breast, he glanced at Blaise and smiled, “Dessert is served,” before he went back to licking and sucking her left breast, the can of whipped cream beside them as his fingers delved into her soaking pussy.


Blaise joined Draco, releasing his throbbing cock as he moved his hand to caress Draco’s as he licked Hermione’s neck and right breast. He deftly unzipped Draco’s trousers with one hand, his left hand tangling in Hermione’s thick hair as he flicked her nipple with his tongue. She was moaning, her hand in his hair, urging him closer, her body thrashing on the table as they sucked her sensitive nipples and Draco fucked her teasingly with his fingers. Blaise moved his right leg behind Draco and used his foot to lower the trousers, thankful that his lover often went without underwear. He began to stroke Draco’s shaft, his lover’s cock thicker than his, though not as long, his fingers moving up and down, squeezing and caressing the hot flesh.


Draco reluctantly released Hermione’s breast and moved his head lower, licking his way down her stomach, feeling Blaise release his erection when the wizard could no longer reach. He felt a sense of loss at having the hand gone, but he was soon distracted by the sweet scent of her cunt. Moving his head forward, his ran his tongue along her slit, loving the taste of her. Using two fingers to spread her open, he slid his tongue into her wetness, lapping at the edges of her pussy before curling his tongue and thrusting it into her. She cried out as she moved against his face, his nose brushing against her clit as he feasted on her secretions. His tongue moved inside her pussy before he licked her outer lips, sometimes licking her clit, never setting a definite pattern so that she would not think him predictable.


Blaise licked the chocolate and whipped cream from her body, not leaving a single bit of flesh untouched by his tongue and lips, listening to her soft moans and whimpers as Draco feasted on her cunt. The raven-haired Slytherin moved on the table so that he could kiss her, their tongues dancing, the kiss gentle and adoring. She pulled her lips free and caught his eyes, huskily begging, “Let me taste you.”


He gracefully moved off the table, his hand moving over Draco’s firm arse and squeezing as he walked to her left side, knowing it would be more comfortable for both of them than if he attempted to sit on the table. She leaned towards the side, her mouth open, her eyes dark with desire as she slowly took him into her mouth. He gasped when her wet mouth enveloped him, her tongue moving along his flesh as she began to suck his cock.


Draco raised his head, his handsome face covered with her wet juices, his lips curved into a sexy smile as he watched her head move against Blaise’s cock. He moved a finger into her pussy as he began to lick her clit, adding a second then a third finger. He kept his eyes on them as he sucked her clit, his fingers curving and touching her in the spot he knew would cause her to come fast and hard. He watched her release Blaise’s cock as she began to gasp, her body flushed and sweaty and glistening with his and Blaise‘s saliva, her pelvis thrusting down to meet his plunging fingers. With a knowing smile, he grazed her clit with his teeth, watching her explode.


She came with a soft cry, her right hand gripping the edge of the table and her left squeezing Blaise’s hand. The juices spilled from her pussy into Draco’s eager mouth, his tongue continuing to lick her throughout her orgasm. Before she could come calm down, he was standing and pulling her to the edge of the table. She whimpered as he thrust his cock into her, her body adjusting to his width as his hands moved beneath her arse and began to pull her against him. Her right leg moved over his shoulder as her left moved around his waist, resting above his butt, allowing him to penetrate her even deeper. She felt the pillow behind her head, a soft smile crossing her face at his consideration of her comfort before he proceeded to shag her on the dining table.


Draco’s mouth caught hers, his tongue tasting Blaise on her lips, sucking her tongue into his mouth as he fucked her. With a sinful gleam in his gray eyes, he released her mouth and turned his head, his mouth taking Blaise’s cock into its wet depths. He pushed into Hermione, her muscles tightening around him, her lips on his neck and chest as he sucked Blaise’s cock. The raven-haired wizard thrust into his mouth, not as careful with the blond as he was with Hermione, knowing that Draco didn’t mind it a little rough. His fingers moved through Draco’s hair, brushing the soft strands as his lover moved his head over his cock and continued to fuck Hermione. Blaise knew he wouldn’t last much longer, especially when he felt fingers moving across his arse and fondling his balls. He looked into Hermione’s eyes and saw her devious smile as she blew him a kiss before she gasped when Draco’s hand squeezed her breast.


“Scopata,“ Blaise cursed as he felt his release approaching, Draco sucking his cock as Hermione fondled his balls. He withdrew his cock slightly, his eyes almost black as he came with a grunt, his seed spilling into Draco’s mouth.


The blond wizard licked Blaise’s shaft clean before kissing the head of the raven-haired wizard’s cock and finally raising his head. His hair was tousled and framing his angelic face, his face still wet from Hermione’s juices and now Blaise’s seed on his lips. The blond Slytherin ran his tongue over his lips before catching Hermione’s mouth in a kiss to share the taste of their lover with the brunette witch. She eagerly sucked his tongue, pushing down against Draco’s thrusting cock, needing him inside her. She felt fingers in her hair as Blaise brushed the thick locks away from her face, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheek as Draco kissed her. She could feel a familiar tension building between her thighs and slowly spreading over her entire body as Draco’s thrusts increased.


Draco felt her fingernails in his back as she moved against him, her breasts pressing against his chest, Blaise’s lips moving over his back and neck before his head moved to reach her breasts, his hand moving to rest on Hermione’s lower abdomen as his long fingers brushed against her clit and Draco’s cock. The blond Pureblood moved his lips over the tattoo on Blaise‘s left shoulder blade, tracing the words ‘è sempre quei calmi’ with his tongue, smirking slightly as he realized the truth to his lover’s favorite phrase. It was, indeed, always the quiet ones as was proven by his lovers. Draco turned his focus to Hermione, deciding that he had teased her enough for now. She was gasping and moaning and begging him, music to his ears.


Hermione was babbling incoherently as Draco began to move deeper and faster, his fingers having a bruising grip on her arse. There’d be marks on her butt in the morning for certain, but she didn’t mind. Her head fell back and her body arched off the table as Blaise’s fingers twisted her clit and Draco sunk deep inside. She whimpered as she came, thrashing beneath him as the blond wizard continued to move inside her, finally groaning her name as he came, his seed flooding her pussy and spilling down her thighs as he continued to thrust into her, her muscles milking his cock until he was spent.


Hermione fell against the table, her breathing ragged, a sated smile on her pretty face as she brushed her fingers through Draco’s sweaty blond hair. She smiled at her lovers as she shifted positions on the table to get more comfortable. She brushed her lips against Blaise’s and then Draco’s before snuggling against the hard bodies of her lovers. With a satisfied sigh, her lips curved into a smirk as she decided, “I think you should be in charge of dessert every night, Draco.”


*the end*