Mission: Honey Trap

MISSION: Honey Trap

Remus lifts his fingers to his mouth, drawing them between his lips and sucking them clean. "Delightful taste, Hermione, but do I detect the added essence of grumpy old bat?" He raises one eyebrow at Snape and I.

"I thought I'd make it clear to all our canine friends to whom Hermione belongs," Severus snipes back.

Ordinarily, I would probably take a fair bit of offence at being claimed as anyone's property, but with my insides still quivering in the aftermath, I'm not quite so inclined to snap his head off. I'll save it up for later. Then again, letting Severus claim me as his, to have him spend his days shagging me...

"Touché," Remus replies, his lips dropping to Tonks' neck, kissing her bare skin. Tonks jumps in surprise, the top of her skull connecting with Remus' chin, which he rubs at gingerly as she apologises profusely.

"If you insist." Snape's words are cutting. "Frankly, I believe I know who got the raw end of this deal."

This is going to get nasty fairly shortly, what with Remus so close to the full moon and all. Maybe if I keep playing there will still be two delectable men to devour at the end of the evening. I make my next move, taking one of their pawns. Tonks is watching me, rolling her eyes as the men continue their childish banter. I give her a grin, lean back against Snape's chest, enjoying the feel of his chest reverberating each time he speaks, and let the entertainment roll.

"Raw end? The only one who lost out here is Hermione. She's going to have to share me with...."

"Shirt off, Tonks," I said quietly, giving her a smirk. She looks confused for a moment, until I nod my head at Remus and Snape, then she winks at me with a wicked gleam in her eye, her hair transforms into vivid red. She undoes the buttons slowly. Not so accidentally, she elbows Remus in the ear, and then proceeds to fling her shirt around after she's pulled it off like a cowboy whirling a lasso, but ridiculous her efforts to attract their attention are in vain.

"Miss Granger seemed perfectly content with her choice an hour ago. At least, that is what I'm led to believe all that groaning was about..."

"I'm sure she was groaning about having to satisfy herself with you when she could have...."

"If it was that sort of groaning it was merely because she detested the thought of coming to see you."

Tonks, looking really pissed that neither of them seems to have noticed she's now half naked, makes her move - rook.

"Bugger this. These two will be at it all night; it's time to really get their attention!" She cocks her scarlet head at me, daring me. "You up for it?"

Up for what? Oh, stuff it, I'm not backing down on a challenge. "Most certainly."

Tonks shuffles across the floor, snatching the black rook from mid-air with one hand, and barely missing tipping the entire board over. I slide from Severus' lap, and slip across the couch, maybe just a little apprehensively – okay, more than a little. I mean, Tonks is a girl (duh) and I've never.... Severus actually looks at me, then goes back to arguing with Remus. Men. Honestly! Right, I'm up for it.

"Is it not largely irrelevant? The girls have chosen and...."

Tonks chooses just the moment that Remus is waving his hand in our direction to drizzle the warm contents of the rook over my upper chest, over my breasts and down my belly. Suddenly, the room falls into silence; you could hear a Knut drop. The rich smell of dark chocolate fills my nostrils. Perhaps I'll sell this plan to the Ministry; stuff your Aurors, gentlemen, send in the naked, chocolate coated women!

I run my finger down between my breasts, scooping up a finger full of the dark liquid.

"Smells good..." Tonks says, inhaling deeply above one of my nipples. The quick rush of air over my sensitive skin makes me shiver – and I'm not sure if I like it or not.

"It's brilliant!" I exclaim, after a tentative taste.

Tonks' tongue darts out, flicking over my nipple – she's straight to the point. And it's obvious her thoughts are the same as mine: this isn't for me, it's for Snape, and probably more so for Remus, at least as far as Tonks is concerned. "Brilliant is right," she chips in. Her mouth closes in over my nipple, drawing it in tightly. It's a weird sensation; in some ways she is far gentler than either of the men, yet firmer. Her mouth is smaller, softer. She seems to know exactly how far she can push me. I can't help it; I let out a low sigh. I really didn't expect that anything Tonks could do would effect me in the slightest, but I was wrong. Oh so wrong.

"Bloody Merlin." Apparently Remus is enjoying it.

I hear a non-committal grunt from Severus, then the scraping of a chess piece sliding across the board. Severus has made his next move, just as Tonks' tongue slides across my breast, dips into the valley between them and starts devouring the chocolate on the other one.

"You got your wish, Nymphadora." Severus' voice is slightly hitched, and his words are a complete mystery to me until I see him slide around behind where Tonks is crouched on all fours and the faintest buzzing noise reaches my ears. Tonks' eyes flick up to mine and grow wide, her mouth forming a silent moan as Severus presses the bishop into her. "Satisfied with what I can do with my bishop?"

She whimpers before replying, "We shall see, Snape."

My eyes move to Remus, just as he takes his move. Good bye to one of our knights. 'Twas nice knowing you, sir, but sacrifices have to be made....

I lick my lips in anticipation. Remus looks longingly at me, then away. "Truce, Snape. Tonks, for the good of our team, I believe it would be...appropriate for you to show Severus your talents."

"Not bloody likely," Tonks retorts, but I see Severus' arm movements pick up. Moments later, Tonks is groaning again. "Okay, okay! Just don't stop that!"

Severus pulls out his wand, charming the bishop, then hoists himself from the ground and reclines back on the couch looking smug. Tonks takes one last swipe with her tongue at my breast, removing the very last of the chocolate sauce, before scooting over to kneel before Snape.

My skin is chilled as the damp patches she has left meet the air.

I need more! Oh, wait, my turn. Dum de dum...damn. I take another of their pawns. "Trousers off, Remus," I demand, and he does so before downing the contents of the piece floating before him.

"Tonks, it's your turn," I call over my shoulder impatiently. Part of me really doesn't want to see what she is doing to Snape.

She leans over me, her bare chest pressing against my back as she looks at the board then takes one of our pawns. "Pants off, Severus. It will make life so much easier."

She unbuckles his belt, then slides his trousers down from his hips, taking his boxers with them. "Oops, can't count!"

I look back, surprised that she hadn't started yet, only to find her inches away from Severus' cock. His eyes drift from Tonks to me.

I watch in awe as her tongue darts out and licks at the single drop of liquid at the top of his arousal. Slowly her lips slide around his girth, taking him into her mouth. Snape groans, he breaks eye contact with me as his lids fall shut and my moment of wonder vanishes in a zap from the green-eyed monster who's screaming inside my head, 'Tonks can make him groan like that!' That is, until he moans softly, "Hermione, please...please, help her."

"You know, Hermione, you could perhaps come and help me with-" Remus starts protesting as I slide from the couch, and join Tonks on the floor.

"You should know better than to play Hufflepuff tactics on me, Lupin," Snape chides.

"Hey!" Tonks says around his cock, taking offence.

My skirt rides up around my waist, and I go to tug it down and cover my bare derriere.

A light slap of a palm across my backside makes me jump. "Leave it, Hermione," Remus says, his protest ended before it had even really begun. It would appear he's found something else to occupy his mind.

I kiss my way along Severus' thigh, enjoying the soft feeling of his pale skin and the tickling of the dark hairs on his legs. And now, there it is: Severus Snape's cock in all it's glory, sliding languidly in and out of Tonks' mouth just inches from my face. Experimentally, I bring my hands up to his thighs, slide my palms along the same trail my mouth has just made, then tentatively trace feather-light touches over his testicles. His coarse hair juxtaposes the silky soft skin beneath – almost like Snape himself – or a good tiramisu. A low moan rumbles from his chest, and his hands slide into my hair, his fingers kneading at my scalp. Tentatively, I dart my tongue out, drawing it over his skin. It would appear to be to his liking; Severus' pleasured moans envelop my mind, and even Remus', "Stuff this," barely registers. That is, until I feel a firm pair of hands parting my legs.

His fingers draw through my folds, sliding easily over my damp skin. Next to me, Tonks gasps, and craning my head around just slightly I can see Remus has one hand on her as well. Her mouth slips from Severus' arousal, and I seize the opportunity and lick my way up his entire length. Severus' hands tangle further in my hair as my mouth engulfs him. His skin is feverish in my mouth, and I can feel his blood pulsing in his veins. "Don't stop, Hermione, please don't stop," he murmurs.

Tonks takes over my old post, and she and I have total control over him. All at once, it's empowering and mind-blowing that Severus has relinquished his control.

Remus' fingers slide inside of me again, first one, then another, pushing firmly, slowly. His thumb finds my clit, grazing silkily over it. Bloody Merlin! I groan around Severus' arousal, desperate for more, my utterings echoed by Tonks.

Another finger firmly presses against my rear entrance, pressing its way inside of me. I moan. Tonks stops.

"Remus..." she says, her voice cracking a little. "I've never..."

Severus' suddenly stiffens in my mouth; his salty arousal fills my taste buds. As I lick the last drops from him, Remus releases me.

"Never?" He seems both bewildered and intrigued by the idea.

Severus pulls me from the floor and up into his lap. "I couldn't care less what Nymphadora has or hasn't done. Next opportunity, Hermione, I want you."

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AN: Sloppy kisses to dear Warty for being my ever faithful beta...and for listening to me moan for months about how I should get on with this. Also sloppy kisses for everyone who's persevered with me for an update :D