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Entry tags:	2011 fic, 2011 hp, 3some or moresome, m/m pairing

Fic: Harry Potter ~ The Dreams of a Spy [NC17] (Severus Snape/Remus Lupin & Nymphadora Tonks)
Title:

The Dreams of a Spy
Author: bonfoi
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Severus Snape/Nymphadora Tonks; Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks; Severus Snape/Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks; Severus Snape/Remus Lupin
Summary: Severus Snape would do anything for his lover, for a future, even if he wasn’t going to be there.
Challenge: Written for the Bring Back the Porn 2011 Enticement Guilty Pleasure Challenge
Word Count: 2,066
Genre: DH-compliant; Dark!Fic; Alternate Universe; Het; Slash; Angst; PWP
Highlight for Warnings: * Het; Slash; Dark!Snape; Dark!Lupin; Non-con/Dub-con; Gender-bending; Double Penetration; Threesome *
A/N: Every once in a while, I get visions of grandeur, and somewhat canon-compliance.

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Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter, its characters and settings are the copyrighted works of J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros., her publishing companies and affiliates. No profit was made from the writing of this story nor was any malice intended in any way, shape or form to the author or the actors/actresses who so brilliantly have brought them to life.

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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The pub was dark and smoky, but nothing like the other meeting place.

The figure silhouetted in the door just before it shut out the brilliant noon-day sun drew a few admiring glances and then only shoulders hunched over drinks were visible.

A dark presence in the corner by what looked like an exit drew the eye and the man wove around tables, secure in the belief that whoever was behind the modified Notice-Me-Not shield was his liaison.

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“Took ye long ‘nough,” a gravelly voice griped. Remus slid into the seat across from a squinty-eyed, scarred man roughly his height. “Drink that!” he ordered as a mug slid across the dilapidated tabletop.

Remus quirked an eyebrow and nodded. The mug was chilled and the drink was apple cider. He relaxed and then growled, licking his lips. “You put something in there, didn’t you?” he asked roughly. When he tried to stand up, he found his legs were like leaden and his thoughts were growing fuzzy.

“Come now, Lupin. You know I never allow you near me without a bit of potion work.” The voice was silky, incongruous coming out of that ruined visage. It was also very familiar.

Remus opened his lips to slur “Snape…”

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When Remus opened his eyes, he saw his wand in Severus Snape’s hand, twirling between long, potion-stained fingers. He struggled, stopping only when he couldn’t wriggle out of the magical ropes tied around his wrists and ankles, spreading him across a broken bed.

“You are not Remus Lupin,” Snape said in a bored voice. The wand twisted and twirled as he studied Remus. “You aren’t wearing a glamour. Neither are you Polyjuiced.” The wand stopped moving and pointed threateningly at Remus. “Ah, Miss Tonks. You may drop the disguise now.”

Tonks resumed her normal appearance: pinkish hair tinged with red and purple, snub nose sporting a sprinkling of freckles similar to Remus’, and her features finer and more delicate. She attempted to slide the ropes off her wrists only to feel them tightening around their smaller circumference.

Snape sat on a chair turned backward, his arms crossed over the rail back, her wand tapping against his lips. He stood up and stalked toward the bed, and she saw he was wearing only a dark button-down shirt partially done-up and dark slacks, and incongruously, barefooted.

“You were suspicious of Lupin, weren’t you, Miss Tonks?” he asked as he bent near enough to breath into Tonks’ ear. “Wondered how he got those scratches, did you, when there was no full moon? How he was so exhausted he could do nothing but kiss your downy cheek and fall into his own bed?” Snape leaned closer, until she felt his lips against her ear, the tip of his tongue tracing around the whorl and then his snaggled teeth nipping at her earlobe. She shivered and bit her lip.

“I knew he was gathering information for the Order. This last time, he was practically raw, his nerves frayed.” Tonks hair became grey and brown, like Lupin’s. “He wouldn’t let me touch him, you bastard!” she shouted. “What did you do to him?” Tonks demanded, writhing in her bonds until Snape’s hand closed over her breast and she stilled in surprise.

“Why I do believe you’re jealous, little witch.” Snape’s hand molded her breast, massaging and rubbing, making her bite her lip again, this time because she couldn’t—

“You remember how you used to come to me, Miss Tonks? How you would beg me to teach you what you needed to know to get along as a spy?” Snape’s fingers were unbuttoning her shirt, spreading it open so he could see her bare chest.

“Do you remember when you asked me how to fuck without feeling?” he asked before bending forward to mouth her collarbone and then slide down to suckle her breast. Her body arched, remembering how good sex with Snape had been even as her mind fought to remind her he was a right bastard.

Crooked teeth nipped across her chest, leaving love-bites in a chain from nipple to nipple. Tonks moaned, her fogged mind finally giving up the unequal fight when Snape’s fingers were inside her knickers, her pussy rippling around them as she tried to pull them deeper inside. “More, damn you!” she snarled, her hair turning black and straight, her features sharpening to mimic Snape’s. Suddenly, she had a cock as well as a pussy.

Looking up from decorating her chest with his marks, Snape purred, “I see you remember what I like, Miss Tonks.” He moved to better take advantage. His tongue licked delicately at her cockhead as he pushed two fingers into her pussy and one worked its way into her tight arse. She keened when the sensations overwhelmed her and she came with a shout, coating Snape’s fingers while trying to tear off the one in her arse.

“Mm, as sweet as ever. You must still be eating apples like I told you to.” Snape licked his fingers fastidiously and then stood up, undoing his trousers just enough to frame his engorged prick. “Now let’s see if you still do those pelvic exercises, shall we?”

Tied to the bed, Snape Banished Tonks’ clothes to the floor. He climbed on top of her, his cock dragging over hers and making her moan at the sensation of silky skin and heat. He lay over her, trapping her cock while the head of his slid into her pussy.

“Fuck me, you greasy bat!” Tonks hissed and bucked her hips as far as the ropes would let her. Snape sank into her and stilled, a rictus of pleasure on his sallow face.

Tonks rippled the muscles of her pussy around Snape and made him groan before he pulled out and then slammed back into her, each thrust dragging the head of his prick over her sensitized clit. She quivered under each plunge, her eyes closed and her head shaking from side-to-side as she felt her orgasm building in both her bollocks and her pussy.

Grunting and groaning, Tonks shook through her climax, her muscles squeezing around Snape even as he rutted into her until he finally came with a shout.

Someone clapped slowly and Tonks turned her head to the side to see who it was. When she saw Remus’ greying locks, she winced and clenched around Snape’s softening cock before he wrenched himself away from her.

“You were right, Severus. I never would have believed it if you hadn’t shown me,” Remus said in a growling voice. His eyes were tinged with the wolf’s yellow and Tonks remembered with a grimace how close the full moon was. “I never wanted to fuck her, but you make it look so…exciting,” he breathed out.

Remus dragged a huge breath into his lungs. “Your sex is so strong, love.” Tonks heard the rustle of cloth and saw Remus was nude under his robe, his thick, reddened cock bobbing in front of him as he stalked toward the bed. She tried to bring her legs together and glared from Snape to Remus.

“I’m right here, you bastards!” Tonks bucked and writhed under their eyes, her nipples tightening and her cock hardening, giving away her body’s response to the idea she was going to more thoroughly fucked. “Let me go!”

“Why?” Remus asked, his glance almost like a tangible caress up her legs and then stopping at her cock and bollocks, her pussy glistening underneath. “I never found you attractive until Severus told me about you and your ability.”

He climbed onto the bed to lay on Tonks, his cock aligned with hers, his chest rubbing against hers. “I think I’m going to enjoy fucking you.” Remus bent his head and ravished her mouth, his tongue wrestling with hers as the bed dipped under Snape’s added weight.

Snape’s hands were moving between Remus and Tonks, pinching and rolling nipples, massaging and molding muscles until each of them was murmuring more, more, more.

“Remus,” Snape whispered, “I want you inside of Tonks. Then I’ll fuck you…my wolf.” Tonks winced and closed her eyes at the look of love on Snape’s sharp face. “We’re going to fuck her together,” he breathed as he grabbed Remus’ prick and pressed the head into Tonks’ dripping pussy. Her muscles grasped at it and Snape pushed Remus forward, into her. Remus and she sighed as he slid deeper.

“Yes, yes, that’s it.” Snape’s soft words were like knives into Tonks’ heart but she couldn’t deny how good their combined weight felt on her. “Feel how smooth and strong those muscles are, how slick and tight they are around you.”

“I…I need you, Severus,” Remus whined as he stilled, his arms pushing him away from Tonks even as his cock pistoned in and out of her.

“I’m here, my wolf, I’m here. Just stop moving and I’ll fill you up.” Tonks felt Remus’ body shake as he was prepared, the sound of kisses coming from behind his back. As Snape pushed inside Remus’ arse, he plunged into her, eliciting a long, drawn-out moan from her.

“Now, pull back slightly, Remus. Let me set the pace and you’ll see stars.” Snape began moving, Remus see-sawing between him and Tonks with each thrust. Soon, Remus’ eyes were rolling back into his head, his breath ragged as he begged Snape to fill him as he’d filled Tonks, to brand him with his seed.

“Put your back into it!” She concentrated and her cock pulsed against Remus’ while her pussy tightened around his cock. Snape’s thrusts grew more frantic, his breath stuttering as he drove Remus into Tonks again and again. “Fuck him through me, Snape,” Tonks yelled.

Remus threw his head back and howled as his orgasm ripped through him. His arse muscles undulating around Snape’s cock and pulling him over the edge as well. Snape gave one last thrust and reached between Remus and Tonks to flick her clit and drive her over the crest as well.

Minutes passed as everyone tried to catch a breath. “Harrumph. You two know you’re heavy, right?” Tonks groused testily. The two men shifted, Snape falling to her side and then Remus behind him.

“Love you, Severus…” Remus whispered just before a snore huffed out.

“Love you, my wolf.” Tonks watched Snape gently smooth the hair from Remus’ sweaty brow and frowned, then she looked anywhere else but at the men on the bed with her.

The mattress dipped and Snape was standing by the side. Tonks opened her mouth to ask him what more would happen to her when she saw his wand.

“Obliviate!”

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Remus held Severus in a tight embrace, his face crumpled up, trying not to cry over his mate. The bed held only them.

“That’s enough, Remus. We knew there would be an end,” Severus whispered. His voice broke. “I need to return to the Dark Lord and you need to live on for me.”

“I don’t want to, you git!” Remus growled wetly. “I love you, not her.” His arms clutched at Severus’ waist.

“You will love the child she brings into the world. You will see me there.” Severus leaned back and put a hand against Remus’ cheek. The potion I fed her, the one we drank, and the one I covered our cocks with will ensure that she is carrying our child, not hers’.”

“I don’t know if I can ever look at her, touch her again, Severus.” Remus slowly pulled back from his lover. “You won’t be there.”

“You will love our child, Remus. You’ll do it for him or her.” Severus leaned down and kissed Remus softly on the lips. He then reached into his robes and pulled out a small potion bottle.

“If you find yourself in need, sip this. It will allow you to fuck her when necessary, to keep up appearances.” He curled Remus’ hand around it. “If, by any chance I survive, the bottle will change colors and a message will appear on it.”

“I love you, Severus Snape.” Remus finally stepped away from Severus and scooped up Tonks into his arms.

“I love you, my wolf.”

Remus Apparated away with barely a sound and Severus sank back down on the bed, rolling over to where Remus’ scent still lingered. His forearm burned and he winced. Soon, all his plans would come to fruition.

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