#bbtp 2020

The first time you see them together, you can do nothing but stare. Harry is pressing Draco against the kitchen counter, his shirt tossed aside, the muscles in his back flexing under his skin as he moves against Draco. When Draco spots you over Harry’s shoulder, they disentangle themselves, Harry turning to face you where you stand in the doorway. Now that they’re no longer entwined, you can see their bulges, Draco’s smart trousers doing nothing at all to hide the thick length of his cock. You’re frozen in awe for a moment, and then you flee, the sound of Draco’s voice whispering quietly in Harry’s ear following you out of the house.

You’ve always wanted Harry—he’s been a permanent fixture in your fantasies for as long as you can remember—but now that you’ve seen them together, Draco joins you both in the world you create in the dark. In the shelter of your bed you imagine the three of you moving together, lost in pleasure. You concoct elaborate storylines, endless fantasies, your orgasm rushing over you as you imagine them touching you, kissing you, surrounding you.

You want nothing more than to be shared by them.