Shexy Three

Chapter 2-- Midnight Passions

"Can I join?" Draco smiled, running a hand through his silky blonde hair.

"Well...." Harry seemed unsure on whether or not to let Draco in on the fun. Seamus had noticed that Harry was a slightly jealous boyfriend, but he really wanted to play with Draco, so he decided to push Harry along.

"Sure! I don't see why you possibly couldn't. Do you Harry?" Seamus asked smiling at his boyfriend.

"Glad to hear the good news, then." Draco said, as he stripped off his school robe. The other two boys stumbled to their feet as they watched Draco's lithe form in the moonlight that filtered in through the windows. Suddenly Draco lunged forward slamming Harry into a locker with a loud bang. Seamus watched, with jealousy on his face, as Draco pressed his impossibly soft lips against Harry's open mouth.

"Oh my god," Seamus murmured softly to himself before seizing Draco and yanking him off of Harry. Draco just had time to gaze into the taller boy's eyes before Seamus's mouth came down on his, catching him by surprise. Draco pushed back with an amazing force, and Seamus tripped in astonishment at the blonde's wonderful taste. The two boys hit the floor, rolling onto the Quidditch robes behind the bench.

Seamus worked at Draco's pants, finally getting them undone. He pulled them down to his ankles, struggling to get them over the blonde's feet before giving up and leaving them there. Seamus ended up on top of Draco, his bare form nestled between the smaller boy's thighs. Harry joined them, sitting down on top of Seamus's back and straddling both of the boys beneath him. He rubbed some rose oil onto himself, before reaching between Seamus and Draco's legs to do the same to them. Harry's hardness nudged up between Seamus's legs, and Draco moaned as Seamus entered him. The three boys soon fell into a rocking motion, and quickly came to a climax.

Afterwards, they lay in a tangle of limbs, sated and happy. After a while, daylight started creeping through the small window near the ceiling. The boys picked up their separate articles of clothes, not speaking. None of them wanted to be the first to break the spell they were under, of happiness and fulfillment. Harry draped his invisibility cloak over the three of them, and they headed back to the Castle.

Harry and Seamus walked Draco to the dungeons, and he gave each of them a brief kiss. Seamus opened his mouth underneath the blondes, and they briefly played tug o' tongue. The Slytherin went back to bed, and Harry and Seamus walked back to their dormitory, hands clasped in the nighttime.

They crawled into their separate beds, and immediately fell into a deep slumber. An hour later, Ron and Dean woke them up to go to breakfast.

"Come on, Neville's already down!" Dean called on his way out the doorway.

Ron made to follow him. Before he left, though, he turned back. "Why do I smell rose oil?"