In Dreams ~ BW/HP/RL ~ NC17
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Title: In Dreams Author: Irana Potter-Snape Pairing: RL/BW, RL/BW/HP Rating: NC17 Summary: Remus' secret desires are spoken in his sleep as he dreams. Bill decides to make his dreams come true. Who says three is a crowd? Warnings: Dirty talk, threesome, oral sex, voyeurism (of a sort), rimming, verbal domination, simultaneous penetration, felching, toy play Disclaimer: The pretty blond British woman owns everything you recognize. Everything you don't belongs to me. Feedback: chynyll@gmail.com. It makes me happy. A/N: Written for froda_baggins from Gift Ficlet request Cookie Jar. She wanted: Remus/Bill/Harry threesome, some angst is great, though not tons. Pure fluff is not good. Remus/Bill established relationship; Bill discovers that Remus wants Harry and decides that might be a good idea. Bonus points for rimming. Must be post-OotP. Hope this is what you were looking for. It comes in at 3,454 words. Beta(s): celticangel1976 and essayel
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Bill was worried. It wasn't like his lover to clam up about things that bothered him; at least it hadn't been that way since their first year together. Now they were going on their third, and it seemed like they were going backwards instead of moving forwards. Their anniversary would be in five days on Harry's twenty fourth birthday. He found it ironic that they had gotten together at Harry's party three years ago. He'd been certain that Remus had been eyeing the young hero up, but as he'd been doing the same he couldn't really blame him. Harry had grown into a damned attractive, desirable man. Bill chuckled as he remembered catching Percy staring longingly at Harry. He often wondered what would have happened if Remus had gotten to Harry before Ron and Hermione had dragged him away.
Bill stood and stretched, dousing the light with a softly whispered Nox and headed for the bedroom he shared with Remus. He smiled when the saw the lone candle on the bedside table, saw his lover, his partner, curled into the blankets for warmth. He spelled the room a little warmer and undressed, climbing into bed and wrapping himself around Remus' warm body.
It wasn't long after that when he was awakened by the sounds of Remus dreaming. At first he thought it was a nightmare, leftover from the war, but then he realised that Remus was having a different sort of dream entirely. The sounds coming from his lover were those of pained pleasure, deep grunts and groans that signified he was caught in the most arousing of dreams. Bill grinned, wondering just exactly what was happening in that dream, and if he should slide under the sheets and take Remus' cock in his mouth. He was startled to stillness when he heard Remus speak.
"Fuck…Harry…gods you feel good." It was a quiet murmur that ended with a groan and sparked arousal in the pit of Bill's belly. A moment later there was another whisper, one that made him instantly hard. "Merlin…you look so fucking hot sucking Bill's cock. That's it Harry…play with his balls. He loves that."
Shock, lust and sheer need warred for priority in Bill's mind. Dear gods, he thought. I want in on this dream. There was something so compelling about the image of Remus fucking Harry while Harry sucked him that left Bill wanting, determined to make it happen if at all possible. He slid a hand down to circle his prick, pulling at it in tandem with the sounds coming from the other man and groaning when he felt himself come all over his hands, the imagined feel of Harry's mouth on him taking him over the edge. He slumped into the sheets, barely remembering to take his wand and clean up the mess he'd made after licking his fingers clean. He'd talk to Remus about it tomorrow, he decided as he slipped off into sleep once more.
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Talking to Remus about it was easier said than done. Every time he so much as mentioned hearing Remus dream, Remus would clam up and walk away. It was frustrating to say the least, maddening in every other way. Finally he cornered Remus in the shower where he couldn't get away.
Leaning against the bathroom door, Bill looked at the outline of his partner in the shower. "You can't avoid this forever Remus. Harry's party is in two days, and we've already promised to be there."
"What does going to Harry's party have to do with this?" came the wary voice from the shower.
"I just thought that since that was where we got together, that could be where we got together with Harry. I know you want him Remus. I want him too. I think it could work out quite well."
Silence.
"Remus?" Bill began.
"How do you know? I mean…"
"I heard you love," Bill interrupted. "You were dreaming of him, talking in your sleep. If what you said was any indication, you were dreaming of us both."
More silence. Bill waited.
Finally. "You're not upset about this? That I want Harry as well?"
"Be a bit hypocritical of me when I want him too don't you think?" He pushed himself off the door and moved to open the clear curtain surrounding the shower. "We were both after him that night weren't we?" He rather thought that was the case, but he wanted confirmation first.
"Well I…I mean, I was…" Remus trailed off, turning his head towards Bill with a pleading look in his eyes.
"It's alright love." Bill leaned into the shower and pressed a gentle kiss to Remus' mouth. "I understand. I often wonder what would have happened that night if we'd managed to get close to him, if we'd have all ended up together." He pulled back and looked Remus in the eyes. "So, are we agreed? Do we talk to him about this day after tomorrow?"
A slow nod was his only answer, but Bill grinned in delight as if he'd been given a verbal response.
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Harry's party was in full swing when they arrived, people dancing and laughing, the atmosphere lively and happy. They looked at each other and grinned, both a little nervous, both very excited at the prospect of having their fantasy fulfilled. They had discussed the fact that Harry might not want this, might not be interested, but Remus believed that he might be, and so they planned to take turns talking to him separately, to see what he wanted. They hoped he would want them.
Remus managed to corner Harry first, in the kitchen of all places.
"Having a good time Harry?"
"The best," said Harry as he came forward and pressed Remus into a hug. "So glad you came. Um, where's Bill? Didn't you bring him with you?"
Remus smiled. "Of course I did. Couldn't very well leave him home when we got together here now could I?"
Something flitted across Harry's eyes before he answered, something that looked a lot like pain and desire. "No. Of course not. Well where is he? Isn't he going to wish me a happy birthday?"
A devilish smile curved Remus' lips. "Oh yes Harry. In fact, he's got a surprise for you. I'll let him tell you about it shall I?" He threw an arm across Harry's shoulders and walked him into the sitting room. "He'll be along shortly. I must say hello to Hermione."
Harry watched Remus walk away, confused as to what exactly was going on. He shrugged, turning back to his party and decided to just wait and see. He sat down on the settee and commenced watching a group of people from work playing a Muggle card game. He laughed when he realized they were playing poker and doing a piss poor job of it. He was just about to move to help them when someone sat down next to him. He turned and looked into the laughing blue eyes of Bill Weasley.
"Bill," he grinned, pleasure washing over his face. "Good to see you. Remus says you've got a surprise for me."
A wicked grin crossed Bill's face that caused Harry's cock to twitch in his pants. Really, he berated himself internally, it's not wise to fantasize about two men who are in a relationship with each other. So what if they look at you like you're their next meal at times? He fixed a curious look on his face and raised an eyebrow, waiting for Bill to tell him about this surprise gift.
"Actually, it's more of a proposition. What have you got planned for the rest of the night? And tomorrow?"
"Nothing really. I've taken the rest of the week off to celebrate my birthday. No plans other than doing absolutely nothing for a few days."
"Good," replied Bill, his grin stretching and resembling nothing so much as shark about to bite. "Then you won't mind spending some time with Remus and me over at our place for a day or two." It was a statement, not a question, and something about the way it was made caused desire to tingle its way up and down Harry's spine. Once again he damned Hermione and Ron for pulling him away three years ago just when it had looked like Remus or Bill or both were going to approach him.
"No. Why not? I don't get to spend nearly enough time with either of you," he answered as calmly as possible. No sense letting the man know exactly how he wanted to spend time with them when nothing could come of it.
"Brilliant. So we'll just stay here with you till the party winds down and then we'll go. I'll just go tell Remus," Bill added as he sprang up from the settee with a winning smile on his face. Harry watched him go, his eyes lingering on Bill's arse, then shook himself and turned back to the game he'd been watching.
Bill was elated. This had the potential to go better than he'd expected. He sidled up to his lover and slid his arms around him, pressing his burgeoning arousal into Remus' arse. He bent his head forward to whisper in the other man's ear. "He's coming over tonight. Says he's not spent enough time with us. He'll be with us tomorrow as well."
The shiver or arousal that shook Remus' frame caused his arse to rub teasingly against Bill's cock, and Bill licked at the shell of Remus' ear. "Tonight, lover. We'll have him tonight."
Remus turned in Bill's arms and ground his hips against Bill's eliciting a sharp moan. "And tomorrow, he'll have us," he murmured against Bill's lips before he took his lovers mouth in a brutal kiss.
Harry looked over at them just then and groaned as he took in the erotic sight of his former teacher and his best friend's brother kissing in the hallway. Merlin but he wanted to be in the middle of that, with both of them pressing against him the way they were pressed against each other. It was going to be a long night.
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Finally, the last of the guests had gone, Hermione dragging Ron under protest out the door. He looked at Remus and Bill and gulped. Both had hungry looks in their eyes and wicked smiles on their faces.
"Um, should I fetch a bag?"
"No," purred Remus stepping toward Harry.
"You won't be needing clothing," Bill added, a wicked grin on his face.
Harry shivered and nodded; excitement and desire running through him. Both men moved forward so they stood to either side of Harry, wrapped an arm around him and Apparated to their flat. Once there, Remus turned Harry to face him and plundered his mouth, Bill's hands sliding down Harry's sides and pulling his hips into his hard groin. Harry moaned into the kiss and rubbed his arse against Bill, eliciting a tiny moan from the other man.
"Merlin, he's responsive," Bill breathed, breath coming harder as he watched the other men kiss.
Remus released Harry's mouth and looked over his shoulder at Bill. "I want to see you kiss him. I want to watch you suck his cock and see his eyes roll back in his head."
Harry whimpered at the words and Bill turned Harry and proceeded to steal what was left of his breath with a passionate kiss. Remus' hands went to the fastenings of Harry's trousers and undid them slowly, his fingers brushing against the hard cock within as he did so. He slowly closed his hand around the hard flesh, smiling when Harry's hips jerked and he groaned into Bill's mouth, pulling the turgid flesh slowly into the open air.
Bill broke the kiss and dropped gracefully to his knees, eyeing the lovely cock in front of him. "Beautiful," he breathed before he slid his mouth over it, sucking lightly, drawing it further into his mouth with each suck. Harry's head fell back onto Remus' shoulder his breath escaping in gasps, Remus' hands coming up to open Harry's shirt and stroke Harry's chest as he watched his lover suck Harry down.
The sight was more erotic than he had expected it to be. He pulled the shirt from Harry's arms and dropped it on the floor. Harry groaned and his hips thrust involuntarily into Bill's mouth, and Bill simply swallowed more of that lovely cock to accommodate Harry's thrusting. Remus slid a hand down Harry's body to Bill's sucking mouth, and lightly stroked a finger over the stretched upper lip of his lover, causing Harry to groan when he saw it.
"Fuck…Bill…close," Harry gasped.
"Finish him Bill," Remus growled, desire to have Harry making his voice harsh. He couldn't wait to slide into Harry's body, fuck his tempting arse sore, then watch Bill do the same.
"Gods, Remus," Harry moaned as he stiffened and came, flooding Bill's throat with his come and going limp. "Yes, please," he murmured.
Remus started in surprise, he hadn't realised he'd spoken out loud, and one look at Bill's dancing eyes confirmed it as Bill laved the last bits of Harry's come from his cock. Bill stood and took Harry's hand, helping him step out of his trousers and pants, leading him to the bed he shared with Remus and slowly undressing, his eyes locked with Harry's as he did so. Bill flicked his eyes to Remus and asked, his voice husky with desire, "How do you want us?"
Remus began shucking himself out of his clothing, his desire ratcheting up another few notches and barked his response. "Bill, on your back on the bed. Harry, make him ready for you. Kiss him, touch him."
Harry nodded and moved forward, unable to speak, hardly daring to believe this was really happening. He followed Bill to the bed, climbing on top of him and lowered his head. Bill closed his eyes and sighed as lips trailed open mouth kisses over his throat and chest, over smooth freckled skin and supple muscle, licking and laving the willing body, eliciting sharp gasps and muted moans and apparently trying to devour him. Harry's teeth grazed a tight nipple before sucking hard at the excited flesh and Bill bucked uncontrollably underneath him.
Remus watched, pulling hard on his balls to stem his rising orgasm and slid onto the bed behind Harry as he worshipped Bill's body. He relaxed on an elbow to get a better look, carefully keeping his hand away from his aching prick.
Bill felt nimble fingers skim down his body to close hard around his cock, uncut and throbbing, and his hands came up to pull Harry in for an explosive and exploratory kiss. He used his tongue to lightly trace Harry's lips, teasing him before dipping inside, thrusting in to taste him again and again, rhythm mimicking the motion of the hand on his cock, finally biting and sucking at Harry's lower lip.
"So beautiful," Remus whispered. "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to see this, to do this with you both?" Bill gasped and thrust into Harry's hand as his tongue plundered Harry's mouth, Remus' words exciting him more. "Harry, push Bill's feet back and sit back on your knees. Spread them a little wider, yes that's it."
The sight of his lover spread open and vulnerable, with Harry kneeling between his legs, is almost enough to make Remus come right there. Remus slid over to reach under his pillow, pulling of out a pot of slave he'd put there earlier hoping for this to happen tonight. He opened it, and took one of Harry's hands, coating the fingers then bringing it back to Bill's arse.
"Prepare him," he ordered, voice quiet, but firm.
Harry shivered, and slowly circled his fingers around the pink pucker before sliding a finger in, pushing it back and forth as Bill moaned before adding two more, impatient now for what was to come. Bill stiffened a bit, but only for a moment before he relaxed with a sigh. Harry gasped as he watched his fingers disappear inside Bill's body, only to reappear moments later. Bill felt wonderful, and Harry found himself trembling as he thought of how that body would feel clamped around his cock.
Remus sat back and watched, fisting himself before an idea struck him. He accioed his wand and transfigured the pot of lubricant into a rubber plug and handed it to Harry. "Use this," he demanded.
Harry's eyes widened, but he took the plug and did as he was told, slowly sliding it inside Bill's body. Bill's eyes shot open and darted at his lover, who grinned at him before sliding behind Harry.
"Lift up Harry. I want to taste you."
For a moment, Harry was confused, but then his eyes glazed as comprehension dawned. He shifted until he was on his knees, his torso on the bed resting mostly on one forearm, his arse presented to Remus' gaze, his other hand still busy fucking Bill slowly with the toy.
Remus wasted no time, he parted those delectable arse cheeks and dove right in, sucking the puckered flesh into his mouth before nipping at it, then laving it with his tongue. He licked a stripe from the tiny hole to Harry's balls, suckling them for a moment before pressing his tongue into Harry's perineum and licking back over the hole. He stiffened his tongue and prodded, his toes curling as the sounds coming from Harry as he feasted on this part of his new lover's body.
He pushed with his tongue until it slid inside Harry's body, the taste of him calling to the wolf in Remus, exciting him beyond bearing. He picked up his wand and muttered two spells, one to relax Harry and one to lube him. He couldn't wait any longer…he'd been waiting too long as it was.
He raised himself up and slowly slid himself inside Harry's arse, eliciting as long moan from Harry, and then a sharp gasp from Bill as Harry sucked Bill's cock into his mouth, hand momentarily still on the plug. Remus growled as he slid home, his hips fitting snugly against Harry's arse as if they were made to fit together that way, his breath coming in gasps.
"Don't move the plug," he ordered Harry. "Make him come, just like that." He pulled back a little and pushed back in. "Fuck Harry…gods…so fucking tight." Harry moaned around his mouthful, causing Bill's hips to jerk, and his hands fisted in Harry's hair as he remembered the fragments of the dream he'd overheard. His hips thrust up, sending more of him down Harry's throat, and Harry pushed back onto Remus.
The movement caused Remus' control to snap, and he pulled back and slammed into Harry, pushing Harry's face down in Bill's groin in the process, Bill's cock slipping all the way into Harry's relaxed throat. He pounded into Harry, breath short and raspy, voice cracking as he told Harry how good he felt, how fucking incredible he looked with Bill's cock down his throat, how he wanted to keep him right where he was forever.
Harry listening to Remus, and having his arse pounded while his mouth sucked on Bill was overwhelmed. Here were two men he'd wanted; both fucking him, one fucking his mouth, the other his arse, and he came spontaneously, his clenching arse ripping Remus' orgasm from him as Harry shoved hard on the plug in Bill's arse, pushing him over the edge moments later.
They collapsed in a pile of arms and legs before finally rearranging themselves. Harry went to grab his wand to perform a cleaning spell, but Remus turned him flat on his back and took the wand. "Let Bill do that for you."
Harry's eyes widened as Bill slid down his body, licking away the remains of his semen from where he'd come all over himself, then slowly licking down to his cock, swallowing it for a few moments before tonguing his way down to Harry's arse, and curling his tongue into Harry's arsehole, moaning at the combined taste of Remus' come and Harry's smell. He lapped voraciously, his tongue seeking every bit of flavour he could find before Remus pulled Bill up by the hair and kissed him hard, his tongue plundering the other man's mouth until they were forced to break for air. Remus settled down and curled around Harry's back while Bill settled down on his other side.
"Go to sleep Harry," Bill said. "You need it."
"Yes," agreed Remus. "In the morning, you get to fuck us both."