Current mood:	cheerful
Entry tags:	#madness2012, author: bonfoi, kink: dirty talk, kink: ghost sex, kink: partially-clothed sex, kink: threesome/moresome, kink: voyeurism, kink: wanking, week prompt: guilty pleasure week

Impressions [NC17] (RL/LM/SS)
Title:

Impressions

Author: bonfoi
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape; Remus Lupin/Lucius Malfoy/Severus
Summary: Instinct can often lead one to the answer. Add some research and it's an even more powerful answer.
Challenge: hp_may_madness’s Kink 7: Voyeurism | Prompt: Ghost (The Bloody Baron) | Weekly Prompt: Guilty Pleasures
Word Count: 1,359
Genre: Alternate Universe; Missing Scenes; PWP; Grey!fic
Warnings: Grey!Remus; Grey!Severus; Wanking; Dirty Talk; Threesome; Partially-clothed Sex; Ghost Sex
A/N: I'm having fun and I'm glad there are folks sharing it with me!

The House of Strangers collection
1 ~ A Special Reward
2 ~ Gifted | 3 ~ Focus
4 ~ Escape | 5 ~ Guarding His Bone | 6 ~ A Taste
7 ~ Impressions | 8 ~ Hunting Before the Moon

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This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.

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Severus shooed Remus toward the private dining room with a shy kiss. "Much as I would like to keep you at my side, I doubt Lucius will be as delighted."

"Do you have any books about spying and defences with spying?" Remus grabbed Severus' hand and kissed the back of it and then let it go, slowly.

Cheekbones reddened, Severus took a step back as his fingertips tried to cling to Remus' hand. "Call for Brand. He'll bring you anything you need from Great Aunt Helga's private library." He spun around, robes flaring out and caressing Remus' legs.

Remus stared after his lover, a speculative gleam in his eye. "Love you, too, Severus," he murmured.

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Severus forced his heart to stop pounding as he stood before Draco's door. He opened it slowly, listening for sounds of distress. Instead he found Draco sitting as far from the bed as he could while still remaining in the room. On the bed, Lucius was wanking with a vengeance. Severus' eyes glazed a bit, but he took a deep breath and stalked inside, slamming the door. The violent sound did nothing to Lucius, but it made Draco jump up from his chair, pale cheeks and pleading eyes drawing Severus' eyes instead.

"You can leave now, Draco." Draco gasped out his thanks and ran for the door, almost catching his nightrobe in the jamb as he slammed it behind his retreating back.

"Lucius!" Severus said in a loud voice. "Lucius!" he shouted. Finally, dazed, reddened eyes flickered toward Severus. His hands never stopped tugging and twisting.

"She cast-cast some lust...nguh!" Lucius bit his lip as he tried to talk through the hex. "Need to-to-to get it-it out..." he said past chattering teeth.

"Do you want me to help you, Lucius?" Severus asked as he began unbuttoning his robe.

"Not enough! You're not enough," Lucius spat out, his raw, purple cock slick yet unforthcoming between his grasping hands.

"Brand!" The house-elf popped in immediately. "Fetch Remus here, Brand. Thank you." In the space of a thought, Brand was back, Remus held by the hand before the house-elf nodded toward Severus and disappeared. Remus was holding a sandwich in his hand and looking a bit bewildered until he heard Lucius' laboured breathing.

"One of the lust hexes, I take it?" He didn't look at Severus but for someplace to put down his sandwich and then approached Lucius with a clinical look. "Have you had anyone else touch you, Malfoy?"

"N-n-no. They-they sent me to my son," he cried, his cock still and stiff, a lavender marble dildo for all the good his wanking had done.

"Then you'll need Severus and I to help you." Remus began unbuttoning his own vest and shirt, shrugging out of them along with his robe and flinging the lot onto a chair. "Front or back, Severus?"

"Back." Severus was bare-chested and barefooted, his trousers tented but done-up. "No penetration or the curse might transfer to one of us." He climbed onto the bed, settling himself chest to back with Lucius. He curled his arm over Lucius' hip and added his wrist action to Lucius'. A pearl of pre-come welled up from the slit.

"That's it." Remus looked around until he saw Phineas Nigellus Black looking out of a painting of a solarium. "You, sir, do you know of any lascivious ghosts you can get here?"

Phineas Nigellus straightened himself, trying to look as if he were just passing through but Great Aunt Helga stepped into the frame and sat down on a padded footstool, an avid look on her face. "Yes, the poor dear does. Go call the Bloody Baron, Phineas. You know he'll do anything for a headmaster, dead or alive." She pushed him out of the frame with a tittering laugh. "Never fear, the Hogwarts ghosts can travel anywhere a headmaster deems it necessary."

Remus nodded his thanks and laid down in front of Lucius, throwing his leg over Lucius' and Severus' and pressing forward until Lucius' and Severus' hands were rubbing into his trouser placket. "That's it, Malfoy, work yourself for us. Show us how a Pureblood comes, all heaving chest and splendid cock wrapped in Half-blood hands." Remus added his hand and rubbed the pre-come into Lucius' cockhead and Severus' fingers; they all had to take a deep breath.

Severus took the hint and spoke softly into Lucius' ear, his warm breath stirring the blond hair. "You look like a Roman god, your cock a phallus that will bring good luck when rubbed and fondled. I can feel your buttocks clenching and your hips thrusting into Remus." Severus glanced over Lucius and into Remus' heavy-lidded gaze. "I can feel you thrusting into Remus' cock, grinding, pushing, trying to become one with the wildness in him." Severus held Remus' eyes as he nipped Lucius' earlobe and then soothed the pain with delicate dabs of his tongue.

Growling, Remus pushed himself forward, his chest pressed against Lucius' sweating one. "I know you're teasing Severus with that rounded arse of yours, Malfoy. Pressing back against that fantastic prick, begging for it to fill you, open you up and fill all the empty spaces inside." He stared into Severus' eyes over Lucius' shoulder. "Do you know how long and thin it is, with a slight curve to the right that would make sucking it a challenging delight?" he said in a husky voice.

"Milor' may not, but this knight does, Sir Lupin," a sepulchral voice said. Severus leaned up and saw the Bloody Baron, for once without his helm, floating feet away from them. "How may I aid a headmaster of Hogwarts?"

Remus winced as Lucius' fingers seemed to pinch his cock through his trousers. "If the headmaster wills it, we need you to skelp us at the same time," he ground out.

"Skelp?" Severus asked, his own voice thickening as Lucius rocked between them.

"I doth understand, Sir Lupin." The Bloody Baron floated nearer. "Does the headmaster care for me to demonstrate?" There was a vibrancy in the ghost's voice, one Severus would never have guessed at. He nodded.

The Bloody Baron rose up and then over the three of them and then he assumed a horizontal aspect and wafted down, passing through Remus and Lucius and Severus and then back again, faster and faster, until all three of them were crying out in blissful release.

For the barest instance, Severus would have sworn chapped, warm lips ghosted over his cheek, and then he was blacking out with the strength of this shared orgasm.

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When he came to, Severus was lying in Remus' arms on the other side of the bed while Lucius dozed, his colour returning to its ivory perfection.

"It seems we did it," Severus said in a gravelly voice.

"Aye, you have saved the man's soul with selfless pleasure." The Bloody Baron materialized near Great Aunt Helga's portrait, an appreciative look on his face as he gazed at her. She flashed a coquettish glance over her fan. "Ye an' thou mate hold great power and by the sharing of it have earned yet another sword arm in your defence." He gave Helga a courtly bow and a regal nod to Severus and Remus and evaporated.

Severus looked up at Remus with a puzzled look on his face. "Did you understand any of that?"

Remus nodded and then shook his head. "Only a bit of it, but I think we did a good thing, all things considered."

Great Aunt Helga stood up and shook out her skirts. "What you delightful men did was bring an enemy peace and release him from a greater enemy's hold. Really, have you looked at his forearm? Or Severus'? Tsk, and you call yourselves observant."

Remus uncovered Severus' left forearm and turned it. They both looked down and saw the Dark Mark had been changed. It looked like a beast—a werewolf?—had eaten half of it away. Remus leaned down and kissed the changed mark, a warm, living tingle making him smile against Severus' skin.

"The power the Dark Boogie Man knows not is love, Severus, pure, freely-given love," Remus whispered.

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