Days away - What Are Friends For Severus/Lucius/Narcissa NC-17
Title: What Are Friends For Pairing: Severus/Lucius/Narcissa Word Count: 1,334 Rating: NC-17 Warnings: unbeta’d Challenge: threesome (Yeah, that was a ways back), mention of strap on Author's Notes:
Severus looked Lucius over raptly. The other man was sprawled artfully across a chair, with one leg hooked over the arm. Severus' eyes roamed back over the man's crotch intent to see something, anything. Lucius had rid himself of his coat and Severus had a chance to ogle the man's arse whilst he provided drinks. The house elves had been banished from the bar the previous week over some infraction. Lucius rambled about something or someone.
His tongue darted out as he imagined Lucius bent over the gold brocade sofa. Severus should never have worn his tightest trousers, his prick throbbed uncomfortably and there wasn't room to surreptitiously adjust himself. He shifted slightly in his seat and returned to his musings as Lucius rambled on. Lucius with his pale white arse in contrast to the gold silk, ready and willing to take all that Severus had to give . Narcissa, damn he shouldn't forget her. Lucius would never actually would he?
The three of them could. Oh, yes. Lucius could fuck Narcissa while Severus fucked Lucius.
"The three of whom, Severus? And what would they be doing?" Lucius asked.
"I'm sorry Lucius. I was woolgathering." Severus gestured vaguely.
"Oh, no my friend. You were thinking of something very specific judging by the way your trousers are bulging." Lucius insisted.
"Never mind. Just go on with your story." Severus sipped his drink.
"You really should take it out more, obviously." Lucius snickered.
"It's really none of your affair." Severus turned his head away.
"So I wasn't one of the three?" Lucius prodded and adjusted his leg over the chair arm.
Severus could see Lucius' bits now outlined against the fine fabric. "Just drop it."
Lucius wagged a finger. "Severus, I have Veritaserum all over the house. It is not only useful with willful teenagers, but wayward friends as well."
Severus watched Lucius' mouth. The words didn't matter. Oh, yes.
"Severus?"
"Oh very well. You look as if you could use a through fucking bent over that sofa. As for the third, I thought Narcissa might enjoy being part of the equation." Severus kept his eyes averted.
Lucius straightened up in his chair. "I most certainly do not look that way!"
Narcissa glided into the room wearing only a dressing gown. "Severus, is quite right darling. You should put that arse of yours to good use."
"I never…" Lucius sputtered.
"Well, it's quite time you did." Narcissa countered as she sat on Severus' leg and kissed him gently.
"You were listening." Lucius grumbled.
"Naturally, darling." She purred. Her fingers reached for Severus' randy prick and she kissed him again.
Severus had been stunned at first, but the kiss wasn't bad at all and his prick didn't seem to care who fondled it as long as someone did. His eyes fluttered closed. When he opened them again, Lucius was already down to his silk boxers and Narcissa's dressing gown was pushed off her shoulders and down her arms. Before he had a chance to wonder where Lucius' clothing had gone, he was stripped to his boxers as well.
"What?" Severus startled.
Narcissa winked. "Charm. I'll teach you if you would like." She moaned as Lucius buried his face in her tits.
Severus reached for Lucius' prick and slid the silk back and forth across it. There were groans, and gasps, and kisses. Severus' chair was full of barely clad bodies and he wallowed in it. The skin, the scents, Lucius' pert arse almost within his grasp it was practically perfect. Narcissa slipped from his lap and dropped her dressing gown.
"So, Severus you wanted Lucius bent over the sofa?" Narcissa purred.
"Yes…" Severus started.
"Bend over that sofa, Lucius." Narcissa pointed at the gold brocade one Severus had thought about earlier.
"But I want you…" Lucius straightened his back.
"We'll get to that. Bend over." Narcissa pursed her lips and crossed her arms.
Lucius looked longingly at her tits.
"Lucius!" Narcissa glared at the spot she wanted him.
Lucius did as he was bid. Severus inwardly grinned at who was really in command in that relationship, outwardly he ogled that fine arse that bent just so.
"You've been quite naughty, Lucius. You have never invited our guest to indulge himself in our home. I believe punishment is in order."
Severus' eyes widened.
"If you would please, Severus. I believe we should start with ten." Narcissa said smugly.
"Ten?" Severus queried.
"Spankings. Ten should be adequate to start." Narcissa said lightly.
Lucius whinged.
"It's your own fault darling. You should have seen to our guest's needs long ago. Go ahead, Severus."
Severus couldn't wait to get his hands on that arse and if this was how it would happen so be it. He took a swing, the slap of flesh on flesh was delicious.
"One." Narcissa counted.
Severus took a second swing. His prick jumped and Lucius whinged again.
"Two."
Severus swung again and again. Lucius moaned. Narcissa counted.
When they got to eight Narcissa grabbed Lucius' prick and squeezed. "We'd best get to it Severus. I don't want a mess all over the back of this sofa or someone will be licking it up. I assume you know a good preparation charm."
"Of course. I'll take care of it." Severus was happy his voice didn't shake. A quick wordless charm and Lucius was now ready on both fronts.
Narcissa moved Lucius to the side; she gave him a deep kiss and tweaked on nipple, but ignored his prick as it bobbed. She bent over and Lucius was on her in a thrice. Lucius groan shook the glasses on the bar.
"Not too hasty love, we still need Severus."
Severus didn't need to be told twice. He lined himself up and pushed into Lucius now pink arse. Severus was deliberately slow in case Lucius had been telling the truth and he had never, but also so he wouldn't embarrass himself and come in the first thirty seconds. Finally, he was all the way in and pulled back slowly.
He and Lucius both groaned.
"Get to it then, boys." Narcissa demanded.
Severus fingers dug into Lucius hips and he began to fuck him in earnest. It took Lucius a moment to catch the rhythm. Flesh slapped, people moaned and groaned. Narcissa demanded more and harder and Severus took that to mean that he should do the same for Lucius. Severus had found Lucius sweet spot and there was a long low keening of 'no' as Lucius came hard.
Narcissa panted. "Severus?"
It was too late, he could hold on another second. "Coming…" He groaned.
They nearly all tumbled over as Narcissa frenetically worked herself on Lucius' prick. Lucius then did something with his hand that Severus couldn't see before she cried out.
The room was finally quiet with the exception of their ragged breathing.
Eventually, Severus felt his prick slip from Lucius' arse. This was where it would get really embarrassing. Lucius straightened as well, followed by Narcissa. She accio'd a couple of Lucius' dressing gowns and slid back into her own.
"So Severus, have you even done it with a woman?" Narcissa asked as she sipped one of the drinks on the table.
"I'm not really…that is to say…"
"So no and apparently you're not interested. That's fine. Do you bottom?" She asked.
"I have." Severus answered tentatively.
"Excellent. I have a strap-on I've been dying to try and Lucius would have no part of it."
"Wait. You're going to fuck him?" Lucius shook his head.
"Well why not? We're already as the Muggles say 'down the rabbit hole'. And you never let me use it." She replied matter-of-factly.
"What do I do then? Just watch?" Lucius complained.
"Or you could let Severus fuck you again, or you could suck him. You might look quite fetching with cream spattered across your face."
"I look quite fetching without." Lucius grumbled.
Severus' prick was on the rise again. He didn't care if he had to wank himself, Lucius would get quite the show.