"Do you think they think we're buying this for one of us to wear?" Draco asked as they browsed the underwear in Ann Summers. Tom snorted, but he didn't look up from searching through the rack for Hermione's size.

"For you, you mean."

Draco bristled, and began to look for the matching thong, "I would top you, just as easily as you could top me."

Tom shuddered, and pulled the bra he'd been looking for, a lace emerald green bralette, from the back of the rack, "no thanks" he murmured, "I think i'll stick to topping our girlfriend."

"Exactly" Draco agreed, passing the matching underwear to Tom and pulling his wallet out to pay for the set.

"I want to watch" Tom growled against Hermione's lips, even as ground his erection into her stomach and pulled her hair tighter with the fist he'd wound into her hair.

"Are you sure?" she whined, leaning against him and pressing his erection, still clad in his suit pants harder against her bare stomach.

"Witch" he hissed, nipping her bottom lip with his teeth and pushing her and Draco, who'd moulded himself to her back and been scattering her bare neck with kisses, away from him towards the bed.

He narrowed his eyes at Hermione when she smirked at him and he settled into the chair across the bed from them.

He'd watched her most of the night, he could wait a little longer.

"If Weaselbee doesn't remove his fucking hand from her waist I'm going to remove it for him" Draco snarled from beside him. He grunted his agreement, the man seemed to think that he could place his hands all over her, no matter how much Hermione attempted to dislodge him, and get away with it.

Thankfully, for everyone really, the idiot's sister was not unaware of the two sets of eyes that hadn't moved from the brunette since she'd been called away from between them, and forcibly inserted herself between them, glaring at her brother all the while.

Tom nodded his thanks across the room to her. She had been a consistent ally since the announcement of their 'relationship', probably because she'd noticed, not something that could be said for her other two best friends.

"Draco" she moaned, gripping his shoulders that little bit tighter, her nails biting into his porcelain skin, as he continued to nip and pinch her inner thighs with his teeth, the bastard smirking up at her every time he got closer to the juncture between them, only to completely skip over it, "stop teasing me" she griped out, just as he blew a soft breath across her soaked underwear.

"Why?" he asked, kneeling between her thighs and coming up to kiss her, "you like it." One hand had dipped between their bodies, and he gently palmed her cloth covered cunt, "Jesus" he stuttered when he felt how wet she was, "you really fucking like it."

"Dracooooo" she whined when he slipped his fingers beneath the elastic and slowly began to massage her labia with his finger, using the pad of it to gather her wetness and spread it around them, deliberately avoiding her clit, and lifting his finger away everytime time she tried to force his finger into her, "pleaseeee."

If he'd looked up from her cunt he'd have seen her glare, but the sight of her dripping right in front of him was too delectable to tear his eyes from and he quickly dove forward and lapped the length of her with the flat of his tongue before flicking her clit with the tip of it and thrusting two fingers into her.

He groaned, his head falling forward at the feel of her, hot and wet and pulsing, around his fingers. He looked up just in time to see her eyelids flutter shut at his actions and smirked over at Tom, who was sitting forwards in the chair, his elbows on his knees and his nostrils flaring at the sight and the sound and the smell of her, before he brushed her clit with his thumb and began to fuck her with his hand.

Tom had never been very good at sharing. It was one of the things he had in common with his best friend, one of the things that had drawn them together in those early days of boarding school. Of course, they learned to share quickly when they realised they both had a thing for the same girl and that she had a thing for the both of them in return.

He was surprised, but not disappointed when she pulled away from Draco lips and leaned into him, her hand dancing dangerously close to his crotch. If she moved it any higher she'd feel exactly how happy he was.

"You're drunk" he murmured lowly, watching the way her breasts moved everytime she took a breath.

"I'm excited" she muttered, looking up at him before turning her head to meet Draco's eye, who was looking at the pair of them with dangerous intent. "How do you feel about sharing?" she asked, licking her lips as she looked the pair of them over, her intent obvious.

"Jesus" Draco muttered before he moved closer to the pair of them. Her eyes widened and Tom knew she could feel just how much he liked that idea.

Tom couldn't find a reason to disagree.

They'd fallen into the relationship so easily, and when they graduated, it only seemed like common sense for Hermione to move in with the pair of them, since they'd always planned to live together anyway.

Not in one bedroom, neither of the boys were attracted to each other after all, but that was neither here nor there these days.

Tom's cock was so hard he was having trouble controlling himself. Watching Draco work Hermione into an absolute state made him ache. Draco smirking at him, challenging him, wasn't helping the situation. He was tempted to dive across the room and shove the bastard out of the way but then Hermione was arching off the bed and panting and -

"Tom" she cried out, falling back onto the bed, clutching the sheets between her fists, as Draco stood back and shucked the rest of his clothes off. Tom sprang from his chair and crossed the room till he was leaning over her.

He licked the length of her neck, whilst his hands loosened his trousers and his cock sprang free. He hissed when Hermione immediately grasped it, her thumb moving in circles around its head, spreading his precum.

"'Mione" he warned when he felt that tell tale tingle at the same moment she leaned forward and sucked him into her mouth.

Draco took the opportunity while she was distracted to thrust his cock into her cunt and buried himself to the hilt, the movement shocking Hermione into swallowing around Tom. He bit down hard on his lip, until he tasted blood, and thought about their old professors from school to stop himself from spilling down her tight throat. When he'd finally calmed down and felt Hermione relax her mouth he glared at Draco.

"Wanker" he gritted out.

Draco laughed, but leaned forward to lift Hermione into his arms, Tom shuffled onto the bed behind her, grabbing a bottle of lube from the drawer in his bedside table. He pushed her forward till Draco was flat on his back and she was fucking him; Slowly sliding her cunt up and down his cock, her clit grinding against his pelvic bone, her head thrown back, loose curls trailing down her glistening back.

He braced himself over them and placed open-mouthed kisses along her back, licking and biting and marking her until he reached her ass. He leaned back, spread her with his hands and groaned at the sight of her cunt stretched around Draco's cock, her come dripping down his cock and pooling in his crotch.

"Good?" Draco murmured from further up the bed, his mouth wrapped around one nipple.

"So fucking good mate. She's fucking wrapped around you so well."

Draco grunted his agreement and Tom let a few of his fingers dip down to where her cunt was riding Draco, and brought them up to his mouth so he could taste her.

"You are sublime sweetheart" he muttered, letting them dip back down and trail up towards her asshole before he pushed his thumb in, leaning forward and kissing her back to distract from the burn, as he worked two more fingers into her, scissoring her open for him.

"So fucking tight 'mi" he murmured, opening the lube with his free hand and squirting it over her ass and his cock, "been aching for you all night."

"Told you not to watch" she gasped out. Draco chuckled.

"Witch" Tom chastised biting her shoulder, "ready?"

Hermione could only nod as Tom quickly removed his fingers and slid the head of his cock into her.

Hermione whimpered, and Tom nodded at Draco before he pulled Hermione back so she slid down the length of him.

"Ok?" he panted into her ear, fuck she's tight he thought.

Hermione had slumped forward in his arms, she never got tired of this feeling, she lifted her head slowly to look at him and kissed him gently on the corner of his mouth, "I love you."

Tom smirked and wrapped a hand around her throat, pulling her tight against him. "What about him?" He asked, jerking his head in Draco's direction. Hermione's eyes darted to see Draco working his hand over himself as he watched the pair of them.

"Him too" she moaned as Tom began to move her, thrusting up slowly, "Draco" she hissed on a particularly hard thrust that had her squeezing her eyes shut, "Please."

Tom pulled her down to lie flat on the bed, with him and Draco took a moment to tease her clit with the head of his cock before he completed her again,

"Oh God, oh God, oh God" Hermione chanted as both of them filled her at once, before they began working in tandem to bring her over the edge.

"I can't" she sobbed after what only felt like a few minutes, "I'm gonna-"
"Fuck" Tom growled at the same moment Draco took a firm hold of her hips and began to snap his hips hard and fast against her.

"Come on baby, fucking come all over my cock, let us fill you up."

"'Mione" Tom groaned, as she came apart in their arms, her cunt clenching Draco's dick, dragging his orgasm from him, the tightness pushing Tom over the edge.

They lay there, collapsed together, panting and catching their breaths in the aftermath, both men withdrawing from from her and smirking at the little whimpers she made when they did, before she fell asleep between them both.