He slides inside Albus as James lowers his mouth back to Al’s erection. Then there are no words, just sensations. James has to scrunch his toes together to stop himself from coming at the first hot breath of Al against his cock, let alone when his brother takes it into his mouth. Albus himself is making little noises of pleasure around James, as he is fucked and sucked simultaneously. James can feel him pressing back against Scorpius and then forward into James’s own mouth.

It is almost too good for James; and for Al it must be even more overwhelming. The blow job he is giving James started off perfect, but is becoming sloppier and intermittent as Albus closes in on his orgasm. James doesn’t mind; he’d never expected reciprocation anyway. The thought of touching Al, sucking him, was reward enough. Scorpius has one arm slung across Albus and anchored to James’s side, warm and hard. He uses James for purchase as he shags Al with hot precision, making his boyfriend groan loudly around James’s cock.

James sucks hard, and Albus lets go, his orgasm shaking through all three men. Scorpius increases the pace of his fucking, and his fingers dig hard into James, leaving red marks which will turn to bruises by the morning. This has happened before, and James touched them for days as he wanked in the shower, remembering how he received them. Al is still nuzzling at James’s cock, and as James leans back a bit from Albus’s groin, he watches beautiful Scorpius thrust into an almost boneless Al, whose whole body expresses his content. Scorpius’s fingers tighten harder still and he pushes in once, twice, before coming. Al sucks hard, and James follows his brother’s boyfriend into his own end.

It is heat and fireworks and too much all this more less yes fuck. Nothing makes sense but the way he’s feeling, and James just goes with it, pleasure seeping into his every pore. As he comes down, James rolls onto his back, gasping for breath. He is conscious of Al and Scorpius, curled around each other, their heads by his left thigh. Too sated for words, they all lie in silence.

Unexpectedly, it is Albus who breaks it. “Okay, Jamie?” he asks, his tone tentative.

James pushes himself up on his elbows to look at his brother. “Seriously?”

Al gives a little smile as he repeats his words from earlier. “It doesn’t have to be serious.” This time, however, he adds, “But it could be.”

“Yeah.” James smiles back at him. “Yeah. I’d like that.”

Scorpius looks over at him. “Come here,” he orders, his imperious arrogance back as he regains control.

James, grinning, salutes. “Yes, Sir,” he says laughingly, joining in a threeway hug.

It’s wrong, it shouldn’t work but it does. Al leans forward and kisses James gently. “Welcome to the madhouse,” he whispers. “You’ll like it here.”

James believes him.