Watching His Girlfriend Share A Couple With Him - Harry/Astoria & Hermione/Draco (Patreon)

AN: Hello everyone! Here is Part 15 of the Watching His Girlfriend Series! This chapter was commissioned by wnelson001! I hope you all enjoy it!

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It was a bittersweet feeling knowing that this was going to be their last year at Hogwarts. Harry stared past the Thestrals pulling the carriage up at the castle that laid beyond the winding pathway. It was aglow with flickering candlelight, contrasted sharply by the dark sky around it. There was no place more magical than Hogwarts, and Harry knew that he was going to miss it terribly. That was why he was determined to soak in every last moment he could of this place before he and Hermione graduated.

Harry reached over and took Hermione’s hand into his. She smiled up at him and rested her head against his shoulder.

They were the only two in this carriage—something that Harry had requested. There was a certain romantic quality about the two of them returning to the place where they became a couple. All of their shared experiences growing up had taken place there, and returning each year brought with them a fresh set of eyes to reminisce. 

“What are you thinking about?” Hermione asked as she looked up at him through half-lidded eyes.

“Us,” Harry stated simply. Everything about them wrapped up into an overly-simplified conception within his mind consumed his thoughts. From how he first told her his feelings in the Gryffindor Common Room when they were the only two in it, the moment when she first kissed him while the logs crackled in the fireplace, to their first night they shared together in the Room of Requirement. All of these memories coalesced into a deep feeling of love and desire within his mind and soul.

Harry couldn’t help himself but to lean down and kiss the top of Hermione’s head. She deserved the world, and he wanted to be the one to give it all to her.

Hermione grabbed his chin and tilted his head closer towards hers. She kissed him then, her lips interlocking with his in a familiar and soothing pattern.

No matter how many times he kissed her, he knew that he’d never tire of it. Hermione was his, and he was hers, and that was all that they ever needed.

“Do you remember when you took me flying?” Hermione asked as she gazed up into his eyes.

He did. 

The night had been cold and lonely, but they’d met up in the Quidditch Pitch after hours. Hermione’s status as a prefect and Harry’s invisibility cloak allowed them certain liberties with the rules, which they used to sneak away private moments for just the two of them.

While Hermione had long held reservations in regards to Quidditch and flying in general, she always loved Harry taking her up into the skies. If not for the love of flying itself, she loved the joy that Harry exuded whenever he was amongst the clouds and heavens above.

He’d flown the both of them high above Hogwarts, providing a beautiful landscape of the Scottish Highlands that surrounded the school. They’d circled a wide radius around Hogwarts for the better part of an hour until Hermione turned herself around on Harry’s broom and had kissed him. 

It had been a difficult task remaining steadily airborne while they’d made love, but Harry had managed it somehow.

“I do,” Harry confirmed.

Hermione’s lips curled upwards and she planted another kiss on his lips. “Do you think you could take me up in the skies again sometime?” She asked him.

Harry would never refuse such a suggestion.

“Of course,” he assured her. “Anything you want, I’ll do my best to fulfil.”

Hermione snuggled up closer to him, rubbing her shoulder against his. “I hope you know that I feel the same,” she said. “Anything that you want, I’ll make happen.”

Harry’s heart soared at her words. Growing up, he’d imagined what a future romance would look like, and he’d never been able to imagine anyone as perfect as Hermione was. She was so giving to him and yet willing to accept whatever love he sent her way as well. She wanted the best for him, and he wanted the best for her.

The castle grew larger in their sights as the carriage ride drew longer, and Harry was once again reminded of the majesty of their tremendously important institution. His and Hermione’s love was only a small part of what made this castle so magnificent. It was the entirety of the student body, those that had come before them, the staff, and the founders who had made Hogwarts into what it was.

Suddenly, amid the clatter of hooves against the ground, Hermione pulled away from him.

Harry turned to her, worried that something was troubling her, only to find her loving gaze staring up at him instead.

“I wanted to talk to you about our time at the Leaky Cauldron,” Hermione began softly, maintaining the calm, peaceful mood that had settled over the both of them.

“Go on then,” Harry prompted her.

Hermione licked her lips subtly. “It’s about Luna. I wanted to talk to you about her.”

“Is something wrong?” Harry asked, concern rising up in him. “I thought she enjoyed herself.”

“She did,” Hermione assured him quickly, running her other hand over the back of his. “In fact, she enjoyed it so much that she asked me about making things between us a bit more permanent.”

Harry couldn’t deny that his interest was piqued. Fucking Luna had definitely been a unique experience. Whereas most of the women Hermione invited into the bedroom wanted to be fucked hard and rough, Luna had craved a tenderness that reminded Harry of how he and Hermione would make love sometimes. It had been a nice reprieve into between fucking Romilda, Ginny, and Astoria.

“As much as I love getting off to other men fucking me while you watch, sometimes I want something a bit more tender and loving, you know,” Hermione continued. “Not that you’re not wonderful in that department, but I know that there’s bound to be times where you want to watch me with someone else and I want something more loving. Similarly, there might be times where I’m too worn out after being shagged by whoever to go another round with you, and Luna could be there to fill that void.”

Harry could see the wisdom in that. He would be lying if there hadn’t been small hiccoughs before where one of them wanted sex but the other was too tired or not quite in the right mood for sex for whatever reason. It was a small fraction of the time compared to the many days that they had sex together, but it still existed.

“You know that I’d be happy with only you in my life, right?” Harry asked Hermione.

She nodded her head. “I feel the same way about you.”

“Good,” Harry smiled at her. “I’m happy to have Luna join us for sex sometimes if she wants.”

“Excellent,” Hermione kissed him giddily. “I had a lot of fun eating her out back at the Leaky Cauldron too. I know that I’ve never really been the dominant type, but there was just something about making her squirm while I liked her that gave me such a thrill. I think we’ll both like having her around.”

Harry agreed, though he felt like Hermione might end up getting more use out of Luna than he would. Still, it was an exciting thought to know that if Hermione was too tired for sex after being shagged, there could be another option for him. Plus, he wondered just how turned on he could get by watching Hermione go at it with another woman.

The thought alone was enough to get him rock hard.

Hermione didn’t miss the tent he’d pitched in his trousers, and her hand naturally gravitated towards it.

“Are you imagining what Luna will be like in the bedroom with us?” Hermione murmured seductively in his ear.

“Yes,” Harry shivered as Hermione’s hand grasped his cock. 

She stroked him through his trousers before glancing behind them. The next carriage was a fair distance away, much too far to spot anything that could happen in their carriage. They’d have at least a few minutes of privacy before they got to Hogwarts.

“We can’t have you walking into Hogwarts all hot and bothered like this,” Hermione grinned up at him. “I’d be stuck fighting off witches for weeks when they saw what you’ve got packing in between your legs. Why don’t I just take care of that for you?”

Hermione’s head slowly lowered down onto his lap. She unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out. Her warm, wet mouth engulfed his cock, and all Harry had to do was relax and enjoy himself. 

Harry leaned back and sighed as Hermione sucked his cock. One of his hands went straight for her arse while the other settled on top of the back of her head as she bobbed up and down. She really did know how to treat him well.

Hermione worked at a breakneck pace, focusing more on getting him off than dragging anything out. The castle grew closer and closer, and Hermione worked her mouth, lips, and tongue faster and faster until he came in her mouth just a minute away from the castle. His thick seed filled her mouth, coating every inch of it. Hermione drank it down dutifully as she always did before stuffing his cock back in his trousers and zipping him up just in time. Harry helped to fix her slightly ruffled hair and wiped away a stray drop of cum that’d escaped her mouth with his thumb. Hermione quickly licked his thumb clean with a wink just before the carriage stopped in front of Hogwarts.

Harry helped Hermione out of the carriage, and the two of them started for the castle doors. They’d just passed through the threshold when Harry felt someone bump into him.

“Watch it, Potter,” Draco snapped as he brushed past him with Astoria in tow. 

“Shove off, Malfoy,” Harry snapped back at him.

The moment the two of them disappeared from sight, Harry reached into his pocket and grabbed the note that’d been deposited there. As soon as he and Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, he unfurled the note in his lap and read it.

“Room of Requirement tonight after curfew. Bring Hermione. We’ll be waiting,” Harry murmured the words to Hermione.

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Under the cloak of darkness and his invisibility cloak, Harry guided Hermione through the corridors around the seventh floor of Hogwarts. There had been an excited air between the two of them ever since they read Draco’s note a couple hours earlier.

It had been such a long time since Draco first shagged Hermione. Harry could still vividly remember the Slytherin Common Room and all of the Slytherins gathered on the couches and chairs by the fireplace there as Draco had led Hermione into the room on her hands and knees. Harry couldn’t remember the number of times he’d pleasured himself to the memory of Hermione being fucked so roughly by all of them, but it was one of his favourite fantasies to recall.

Hermione looked back on it fondly too, as it had been an incredibly exciting night. There was just something about getting fucked by someone you used to hate that made the entire situation so much more kinky than it already was, and knowing that her boyfriend was getting off on it just as much as she was only enhanced the pleasure of it all.

Harry hoped that Draco had invited them there to fuck Hermione again. The letter had said: “We’ll be waiting.” Surely that meant that Astoria was coming along with him. He wondered if this had all been orchestrated by her in order to get the rematch that she so desperately wanted.

He’d confirmed with Hermione that she was down for anything to happen tonight, so they both arrived at the Room of Requirement full of anticipation.

The door crept open at Harry’s touch, and he gently leaned around the corner of the door to peer inside.

The room was different from how Harry would have ever made it. For one, the room was quite intimate. There was only a large bed, easily big enough to fit eight people on it side by side, and a couple of sofas sat across a coffee table by a fireplace. A chandelier up above was littered with glowing candles, brightening up the room. There was an arched threshold that led into what appeared to be a small bathroom.

Draco and Astoria were, obviously, already waiting for them within the room. Their heads both shot up as the door cracked open, but the invisibility cloak Harry and Hermione had on obscured them from sight.

Harry stepped into the room, pulling Hermione along with him, before shutting the door and tearing off the cloak.

Draco glared at the cloak. “How many of those bloody cloaks have you bought over the years? They aren’t supposed to last more than a year.”

Harry just grinned back at him and stuffed the invisibility cloak within his robes. “I’ve never bought a single one,” Harry told him honestly.

Draco just rolled his eyes in disbelief. “Right.”

“Draco, darling, play nice,” Astoria said as she placed her hand comfortingly on Draco’s chest, indirectly showing off her engagement ring again.

“It’s no bother, Astoria,” Harry told her as he and Hermione walked over and sat down on the sofa opposite them. “Draco’s always been a bit prickly.”

“Or a bit of a prick,” Hermione joked. “I always forget which.”

“I seem to recall you liking my prick quite a bit,” Draco quipped in reply.

“It was alright,” Hermione smirked at Draco as she placed a not-so-innocent hand on Harry’s lap. “But I’ve had better.”

“Harry’s is quite nice,” Astoria admitted with a cheeky grin Draco’s way. He glowered at her, and Astoria just giggled and kissed his cheek. “But you know that yours is my favourite. I wouldn’t trade you or your prick for the world.”

“And don’t you forget it,” Draco replied before turning his gaze back to Harry and Hermione. “I figure you know why we invited you here, right?”

Harry nodded. “To fuck.”

“Right, and about that…” Draco trailed off, glancing over at Astoria. She gave him a reassuring nod before he looked back at Harry. “We were thinking about doing a partner swap here, in the same room.”

Harry raised an eyebrow at him. “I remember you saying that you seemed a bit unsure about watching me and Astoria before during the summer.”

“I was,” Draco confirmed. “To be honest, I was bloody nervous the entire time you were off with her, but I was also excited. There’s just something about showing off your partner like that that gives you such a thrill. I guess you know that better than anyone.”

Harry definitely did. Every time Hermione used her skills to make another man cum, Harry was left in awe of how he’d managed to get such a perfect, beautiful woman to fall for him. At the end of the day, he knew that she loved him and that she was his, but sharing her around was almost just as exciting as having her himself.

“When Astoria came back to the Manor, well, I think we must have shagged four or five times in a row?” Draco asked, looking to Astoria for confirmation.

“Five,” she nodded with a bright smile.

“She told me exactly what she’d done to you and you’d done to her while we had sex, and it was just so hot,” Draco exclaimed. “I still don’t know if watching it directly is for me, but I’d like to give it a shot if you’re open to it. I figured swapping partners might be a fine place to start because I don’t think I could hold off touching myself, and I think I’d rather actually be involved with someone at the same time than just being alone, you know?”

Even if he was going to spend a lot of time watching Draco shag Hermione, it would be a fun change of pace to show off in front of another man for once.

“I’m game for it if Hermione is,” Harry said, prompting his girlfriend.

Of course, they’d already assumed that sex was on the table tonight, and Hermione was always down for anything that he was, so she just nodded her head.

“It sounds like it’ll be fun!” She said.

“Alright,” Draco clapped his hands together nervously. “Then, how should we get this started? Do we—?”

“It’s nothing that formal, Draco,” Astoria assured him. “Watch.”

Astoria got to her feet and brushed her brown hair behind her shoulders. Hermione followed suit, and the two women passed each other by with a smile as they switched sofas.

Harry didn’t even get a chance to watch what Hermione would do to Draco when Astoria hopped on his lap and started kissing him hard while she grinded down against his crotch. Harry returned the kiss happily and groped her arse.

“You’re going to lose this time, Harry,” Astoria purred into his mouth. “I’m gonna make you cum so hard that you pass out.”

“I’d honestly like to see you make that happen,” Harry chuckled.

“Then I’d better get to work,” Astoria replied with a sultry tone. “But just know that as much as I’m here for another go with you, I also want to make things special for Draco.”

Harry peered past Astoria’s head to see that, somehow, Draco had ended up on top of Hermione. His hand was up underneath her robes, probably groping her breasts, and he was kissing her. Still, his eyes met Harry’s for just the briefest moment.

It was an interesting shift that Harry became acutely aware of. He’d never really considered how to maximise his angles for another’s viewing pleasure. Draco wanted to watch Astoria get fucked, and now Harry had to find the best way to do that.

Harry wasn’t sure what Draco was interested in seeing though. While Harry was perfectly happy to watch other men dominate his girlfriend and verbally humiliate him, that seemed a bit more extreme than what Draco was hinting at. If he was still a little bit nervous or unsure about all of this, Harry decided that it would be best to take things a bit more gently to start. He could work his way up to fucking Astoria as hard and rough as she liked it; for now, he’d focus on making sure that Draco still felt that emotional connection with Astoria while he was having his own fun with Hermione.

Despite Astoria’s hands going for his crotch, Harry stopped her dead in her tracks by grabbing her arse hard and hoisting her up into the air. She yelped in surprise, drawing Draco’s attention, but Harry just set her down on her back on the sofa. Her skirt naturally flipped upwards, revealing the fact that she didn’t have any panties on. Her black stockings went up to her mid thigh and then gave way to her creamy, pale skin and her pink pussy, which was shaved bare.

“What are you—oh!” Astoria moaned as Harry gently kissed her clit. His tongue snaked out too, rubbing his saliva all over her. She was already wet and probably wouldn’t have had too much trouble taking his cock without much foreplay on his part, but Harry wanted to give Draco a chance to just relax and watch his fiancée experience pleasure like this.

As Harry continued his ministrations, slowly licking Astoria’s clit while his fingers began to probe her pussy, he did his best to keep an eye on what Draco and Hermione were doing. At first, Draco almost froze up completely and just watched with a mixture of awe, jealousy, and lust as Harry pleasured Astoria. It wasn’t until Astoria turned her head to side and stared right at Draco while she moaned loudly that he finally seemed to snap out of his trance.

“Someone likes what he’s seeing,” Hermione giggled as she grabbed Draco’s cock through his trousers. “Isn’t it fun watching Astoria moan like that?”

“It is,” Draco swallowed deeply. His hands were mindlessly roaming Hermione’s body, but she didn’t seem to mind too much. She was almost having more fun turning him on by describing what was happening than doing anything too serious herself.

“Harry loves eating pussy,” Hermione continued. “He’s really good at it, and I bet Astoria’s loving it. Merlin, she sounds so fucking hot moaning. It makes me want to jump over there and have a taste of her myself.”

Draco looked at her in surprise. “You’d want to do that? With another woman?”

“Why not?” Hermione shrugged. “It’s fun and exciting. Wouldn’t you like to see me and Astoria together too?”

Draco couldn’t form a reply, so Hermione just kissed him and got to her feet. She walked back to Harry and Astoria’s side and knelt down beside the sofa. Once she made sure that Draco was watching, she grabbed Astoria’s chin and tilted her head back so that they could kiss. Hermione’s lips lingered on hers as she ate up all of Astoria’s pretty moans until she decided that enough was enough and broke off the kiss.

“Merlin,” Draco said in amazement as Hermione sauntered back over to his side. “That was—”

“So fucking hot,” Hermione finished for him. Her hands went right back to his crotch, and she unzipped his trousers. “Can you imagine how much better it’d feel if you were buried inside of me as you watched this?”

“We should go to the bed for that,” Draco said with a cocky grin.

Meanwhile, Harry was still busy working away on Astoria. Last time, she’d hopped onto his cock after he’d came multiple times from shagging several women, so she’d had quite the advantage. This time, he was going to try to even the playing field. 

Although he didn’t want her to cum just yet, Harry wanted Astoria to be perfectly ready for him. Now that Draco had gotten a taste of just how much it could be to watch his partner with another man, Harry was really going to go to work.

He already had two fingers inside of Astoria’s pussy, but he slipped a third one inside of her to help her later handle the girth of his cock. She was so incredibly wet and tasted delicious, and her moans were turning him on more than he could express.

Harry would have continued on pleasuring her, but Astoria grabbed his hair and tilted his head up so that he could look at her face. Her smouldering eyes were filled with lust as she met his gaze.

“Bed,” she told him clearly. No more explanation was needed than that.

Harry nodded and got to his knees before he scooped Astoria up into his arms. She was a bit shorter and smaller than Hermione was, so he had no trouble at all carrying her over to the bed where Hermione and Draco were just finishing up undressing each other.

As Harry deposited Astoria on the bed, he started undressing her too, but his gaze was solely focused on Hermione. No matter how many times he watched her get changed, he’d never tire of seeing her body bared before him like this. 

Draco came up behind Hermione and grabbed her perky breasts in his hands. He massaged them gently, but his gaze was on Astoria’s breasts as Harry exposed them to the air. Her and Hermione’s breasts looked to be nearly identical, but Hermione’s areolas were slightly bigger and Astoria’s nipples poked out a bit more. 

“What position do you want your fiancée in when I fuck her?” Harry asked Draco bluntly.

Draco almost seemed a little caught off guard by the question, but he recovered quickly as he gazed back down on Astoria’s beautiful face. “On her hands and knees facing me,” he said. 

Harry nodded and tossed Astoria’s clothes to the side. “You heard him,” he told Astoria as he started taking off his own clothes.

Astoria grinned and flipped over onto her hands and knees, waving her arse at him while she watched Draco. His cock jumped at the sight of Astoria primed and ready to be fucked like this, and Hermione grabbed onto it eagerly.

“How do you want me, Draco?” Hermione purred. “You can have me any way you want.”

Finally, Draco seemed to snap out of his passivity as he squeezed Hermione’s breasts roughly. “On your back,” he told her. “I want your face right under Astoria’s.”

“As you command,” she grinned and let herself fall forward onto the bed. Draco let her breasts go, and she rolled over onto her back right in position. 

Astoria leaned down and kissed Hermione sweetly. “Draco told me about how he and his friends fucked you so hard in the common room. I wish I’d been there to join in.”

“Next time,” Draco assured Astoria as he climbed on top of Hermione. He positioned himself right by her entrance and braced himself on his elbows, putting his face right by Astoria’s. He started to kiss her then, and his lips lingered even as Harry got right behind Astoria.

The tip of Harry’s cock brushed across Astoria’s soaked lips. He barely had to push forward to split her open with just the head of his cock, and as soon as he felt that all-too-incredible warmth around him, he slammed forward into her pussy.

Astoria and Draco’s foreheads bumped against each other as Harry forced Astoria’s body forward. Their lips parted, and Astoria moaned at the sudden fullness she was experiencing.

Draco just watched, his eyes wide in awe, as Harry started to fuck his fiancée. He wasn’t going to go slowly or gently; Harry wanted to fuck Astoria until she was cumming all over his cock. Harry let his hips piston forward as he rammed into Astoria again, making her breasts bounce.

Like the first time they’d had sex, Astoria’s pussy felt like a dream around his cock. She was perfectly tight and wet around him, and the heat from her core was simply intense. Her pussy practically sucked him in, and he had to fight back the urge to stay buried as deep inside of her as he could.

Suddenly, Draco thrust into Hermione like he was mirroring Harry’s actions. His gaze was torn between his fiancée and Hermione as he bucked his hips against Hermione’s crotch and filled her up with his thick cock. 

“Yes, Draco!” Hermione cried out as she wrapped her arms and legs around his back. She was pulling him into her, and Harry couldn’t help but enjoy watching the bliss that came across her face.

As soon as Hermione cried out his name, Draco slammed into her again. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned.

Draco pounded Hermione’s pussy with his cock again and again, leaving her squealing in pleasure beneath him. Harry’s cock jumped inside of Astoria at the sight of his girlfriend crying out like that. She really looked like she was enjoying getting fucked by Draco, and it turned him on so much to see her like that. 

Harry had to hold onto Astoria’s hips tightly to keep her steady as he rammed into her pussy. She was panting like a bitch in heat as he fucked her again and again, stretching her pussy out from his thick cock. Unlike last time, he didn’t have such a big build up to fucking her, so he wasn’t anywhere as close to cumming as quickly as before; Astoria, on the other hand, looked like she was barely hanging on. Harry wasn’t sure if it was because he ate her out before this or that she was being fucked in front of her fiancé, but whatever it was, it made Astoria’s walls flutter like mad around him.

The feeling was so good that Harry jerked his hips forward much harder than before, and Astoria’s face ended up in Draco’s hair. Draco looked up at his fiancée’s lewd, sweaty face with a lustful look of his own.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” Hermione asked Draco breathlessly as he kept fucking her.

“Yes,” Draco groaned. His thrust was uncontrolled and fast, and Hermione gasped from the force of it.

Suddenly, Harry’s hands left Astoria’s hips and went straight for her breasts. He grabbed them roughly, squeezing her pale flesh in between his fingers, and pulled her up towards him until her back was pressed up against his chest. Harry knew that Draco would have a perfect view of Astoria’s body, including his cock filling up her tight pussy. He thrust his hips against her arse and kissed Astoria’s neck as she moaned. Her hands clawed at him, trying to grab hold of any part of his body that she could.

Seeing his fiancée so exposed like that made Draco whimper in delight. He was staring up at them as he kept fucking Hermione with everything he had. Harry grinned and kissed Astoria’s neck again, but his real focus was on Hermione’s cries of pleasure, the sound of Draco’s cock plunging in and out of her pussy, and the feeling of Astoria’s pussy around his cock. 

“Oh fuck,” Astoria cried out. “I’m—fuck!”

She screamed as her pussy spasmed relentlessly around Harry’s cock. He was surprised at how quickly he’d managed to make her cum, but he just relished in the sensation of her tight pussy squeezing him and trying to make him cum too. 

Draco’s entire body shivered as he watched Astoria thrash about atop of Harry’s cock. He didn’t blink even once as her throes of ecstasy overrode her control over her body, and he just kept on pounding into Hermione.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Hermione screamed as Draco ravaged her pussy. It barely took a second before Hermione was cumming too, and that sudden burst of tightness coupled with the erotic look on his fiancée’s face sent Draco tumbling over the edge too.

With a deep groan, Draco spilt his seed inside of Hermione. Her walls contracted around his cock and helped to propel his cum as deep inside of her as it could possibly go.

Watching Draco fill his girlfriend up brought a satisfied smile to Harry’s lips. The fact that he had Astoria cumming on his cock the entire time too only helped to make this moment something truly special.

Astoria’s body eventually relaxed, and she looked back at Harry with a tired and annoyed look on her face.

“You cheated by going down on me first,” she pouted.

“I managed to hold out last time after fucking several witches before you,” Harry pointed out. “I think you just can’t admit that I can make you cum before you can make me finish.”

Astoria thrust her arse back against him and squeezed her walls around his cock. “Trust me that this contest isn’t over.”

“It is for today though,” Harry grinned at her. “And I won.”

Draco sat back up and slid his cock out of Hermione’s reddened pussy. Despite still fighting to catch her breath, Hermione quickly lunged forward and started to devour Draco’s cock. She started deepthroating him almost immediately and used her tongue to clean all of their combined fluids off of him while Draco’s cum began to drip out of her pussy. 

Astoria kept grinding her arse back against Harry, and he knew that he needed to finish soon. So, he took her hands in his and let her body fall forward. The only reason she didn’t fall face first straight into the mattress was because Harry was holding her arms far back enough that she was just bent over in front of him. She was under his complete control, and Harry wanted to show Draco just how much fun it was to watch his partner getting fucked by another man like that.

Harry met Draco’s eyes just as he rammed into Astoria’s pussy. Her upper body jostled about like a rag doll, but Harry stopped her from falling away from him. He pounded into her again and again, filling the room with the sound of his hips smacking off of her arse.

Although Hermione had only started sucking Draco’s cock to clean him up, she must have felt how excited he still was watching Harry fuck his fiancée because she just started giving him a proper blowjob. She bobbed her head up and down, licking and sucking his cock to the fullest while he watched Harry fuck Astoria into a moaning, blubbering mess.

Astoria seemed to almost be losing control of herself the longer that Harry fucked her. He was rough and relentless, and his balls kept smacking off of her clit, which sent incredible jolts of pleasure throughout her body. Her pussy started spasming around his cock again, and Harry realised that she was starting to have another orgasm.

“Harry!” Astoria cried out his name like a blessing, and she lost whatever composure she had left as her entire body shook.

Harry couldn’t hold on any longer. He let go of Astoria’s arms and let her collapse onto the bed as he kept slamming his cock into her tight pussy. He fucked her hard down into the mattress until he fell over the edge himself. He rammed his cock as deep into Astoria’s pussy as it could go and released a torrent of seed inside of her, all while Draco stared on in awe.

Minutes later, once everyone had cleaned up and gotten dressed again, Harry and Hermione were saying goodnight to the couple they’d shared their evening with.

As Hermione hugged Astoria, Draco guided Harry over to the side to give them a bit of privacy.

At first, Harry was worried that maybe things had gone too far, but then Draco smiled at Harry and he realised that everything was fine.

“Thanks for this,” Draco told Harry. “It was… different.”

“I hope you enjoyed yourself at least,” Harry replied.

“Anytime with Hermione is a good time,” Draco said. “And watching Astoria like that…”

It was like Draco didn’t quite know how to put what he was feeling into words. He chewed on it for a moment before he opened his mouth again.

“I don’t know if the cuck lifestyle is for me,” Draco admitted. “Watching you fuck Astoria was a mixed bag emotions. Mostly good ones, but still.”

“I’m sorry,” Harry grimaced. “If I did anything—”

“It wasn’t you,” Draco assured him. “In fact, I think you’re the only one who could have made it work as well as it could have. I’ve seen you with Hermione, and I know that you’re not the type to try to steal anyone else’s girl or do something fishy or weird like that. But I can’t say the same about anyone else. I just don’t think I’d enjoy myself at all if I watched anyone else fuck Astoria. But you’re different. I don’t know… I guess I just can’t picture anyone else besides you or me fucking Astoria. She likes having sex with you, just like Hermione likes having sex with me, but that’s all there is to it.”

Harry was glad that Draco understood that at least. “Exactly,” he nodded his head. “You’re still her fiancée, and she wouldn’t want to replace you with anyone.”

“It’s worked out pretty well for you and Hermione so far,” Draco noted. “So, I have hope that it’ll work out for me and Astoria too. I just think that you’re the only man I’m comfortable with fucking my fiancée. As long as we work it out beforehand, I’m happy if she joins you and Hermione like she did over the summer, and I bet that she’d agree with me that we’d love to do something like tonight again.”

This sounded like it could be the start of a beautiful thing.