Misson: Complete!

"That's enough, you two," Sirius says quietly from my left. Lupin hesitantly pulls back from my lips. I desperately try to pull him back down, but he smiles softly and shakes his head ever so slightly.

Damn, damn, damn! Frankly think I'm turning into a right little vixen – how many times have the three of them got me off now, and I'm still wanting more! Can't wait to see what Sirius and Snape have to offer – I'm sure both of them will be wanting to out do Lupin's performance. Can't see how, but...

Lupin slides from me and I feel quite disappointed at the loss. He helps me to my shaking feet and I all but fall back into my chair.

"Well, where's the cards?" Sirius demands, giving Snape a pointed look.

Snape gives him a narrow eyed glare. "Do we really need the bloody cards?"

Sirius shrugs. "Up to you."

"I suppose you expect it to be your turn, then?"

"Far from it, Severus. I want to leave Hermione with something to remember."

"Don't even begin to think you can compare yourself to me, Black!"

"Hermione is still here!" Lupin says in a slightly angry tone. "Don't you think it would be fair to ask her what she wants?"

What I want? I don't think my imagination stretches quite as far as either of these two...

"Well?" Snape cocks one eyebrow at me impatiently.

"I..." Crap, crap, crap. What a position to be put in!

"Your choice, 'Mione. Me or...him?" Sirius flicks his head agitatedly at Snape.

I sit there and continue to weigh them up. Really can't do this.

"You choose," I instruct Lupin. "You choose who *I* get."

Lupin looks a little surprised. "Well, must return the favour then. Sirius..."

"Ooh, I'm shocked." Snape's voice drips with sarcasm as he slumps back in his chair in defeat.

Really should have known better than to expect Lupin to choose any one other than his best mate. Still, don't really care – will still get my way with Snape I'm sure, and in the mean time...

Decide to take the upper hand this time. I get to my feet and make my way over to Sirius. I was planning on getting back into his lap again, but he's still got his pants on and that really just isn't on. I give Sirius a lopsided grin and sink down to my knees. I fumble a little with the buttons on his pants – after all am just a tad drunk and not particularly apt at undressing others... Finally I pry them all loose. With a little help from Sirius I manage to pull them from his hips and slip them down so they pool at his ankles. Hm, should really have taken his shoes off first...too bad!

Slide my hands back up his legs, stopping just short of the bottom of his boxers. Not sure if I want to know precisely why he and Remus have the same boxers. Both a vivid purple.

"Christmas present," Sirius says with a laugh, as if he could read my mind. Now I'm really not sure I want to know!

Never mind. Right, never really got to observe Lupin up close, and would quite like to take away at least some knowledge from this escapade. Could at least use that as an excuse to justify this all to myself tomorrow. Tentatively I bring one hand up to gently stroke the bulge before me. Sirius licks his top lip, giving me a playful smile. I take the opportunity to wrap my fingers around him through the silky fabric. I am quite surprised at precisely how hard he is. Cautiously I let my hand stroke him a few times and am urged on by a guttural growl from the man above me. Appears Sirius is quite pleased with this. With a little more determination I repeat my moves, the material moving beneath my fingers and suddenly I feel flesh below mine. It's so hot...

Right, time for further investigation. I reach inside the opening of his shorts, gently releasing him from their confines. My! I take a few moments to admire him, absolutely captivated by the tiny drop of liquid sliding from his tip very slowly down the side of his shaft. Can't help myself – I really have to know what that tastes like. I lean forward and take a swipe at it with my tongue.

"Shit! Hermione!"

Tee hee. Apparently this is to Sirius' liking! Well, far be it for me to stop now... I place my lips around his head, sucking just ever so slightly. Right, he's not running away in horror, so must be doing okay so far. Carefully I slide down him, taking just a little more into him. I'm sure I've read somewhere about how you're supposed to relax you're throat and all, but don't really think gagging on him right now would be the appropriate thing to do, so decide to just play with a couple of inches. I run my tongue up his underside and Sirius lets out another groan. Right, on to something there! Keeping this up, I bring a hand up to hold him in place, but accidentally brush his sac on the way. Sirius jumps beneath me, hitting the back of my throat but thankfully I manage not to choke. Ah, so that's it! I leave my hand where it is. Gods, there is something so wonderful about this – always knew I was a control freak but this just brings that to a whole new level...

"I believe," Snape drawls in the background, "that was not part of the deal!"

"See if I care," Sirius snaps back, his hands now tangling in my hair.

A few seconds later I feel fingers travelling down my spine, sending shivers throughout me. Then hands grasp hold of my hips, lifting me from the floor. I am forced to let go of Sirius, only to find myself deposited sharply in his lap.

"If you can't stick to the rules, Black, I'm damned if I'm going to follow them myself!" Snape hisses from behind me.

Sirius gives him a long look, before shrugging his shoulders slightly. He hasn't given me up though, quite the opposite. Taking hold of my hips himself he rises me up above him and positions himself below me. Gods, the tip of that delightful cock is teasing at my opening, almost entering me before pulling away. Snape's hands are working at my nipples, tugging almost violently at them, stopping just short of hurting me. Fuck! Lost all goddamn control yet again! Doesn't help one iota when Sirius suddenly digs his fingers into my hips and slams me down on top of him, filling me in one quick move. Not sure if he's bigger than Lupin or I'm just more swollen after my previous orgasms but damn this is tight. Sirius' hands move across my back, down to my backside. They grasp at my cheeks, kneading at them as he lifts me back up allowing me to slam onto him again. Someone just squealed. Have a feeling it was me. Don't care.

Feel hot skin against my back, slowly sliding down.

"Right where you belong, Severus," Sirius grunts. "On your bloody knees."

"Would've thought you had more pressing issues at hand than what I am doing." Gods, that voice!

One hand leaves my breast and heads back to my spine. I feel it trace it's way down, sliding between my cheeks and teasing at my back entrance.

"Like that, Miss Granger?" Snape growls in my ear.

Whimper in reply. Really can't do any better. Am currently grinding my hips against Sirius' in a feverish manner. Each move allows his dark pubic hair to brush at my clit, but it is not quite enough...

"Go on then," Sirius demands.

"Believe me, Black, I do not need your permission!" I hear a little shuffling behind me, then that finger departs. Damn!

"Professor!"

"Patience, Miss Granger, is a virtue."

Fuck patience.

Ah! Once again there is flesh pressing at that tight hole, but this feels much larger than that slender finger...

"Make some use of yourself and kiss her!" Snape commands Sirius.

"Be gentle." Sirius can't be too worried though, for he quickly does as Snape asks, capturing my mouth, delving his tongue in to claim me. Sirius stills his movements beneath me, leaning back in the chair, pulling me towards him.

I feel the pressure increase at my rear opening, feel Snape begin to slide slowly into me. Oh my lord... He pauses every few seconds, allowing me to adjust to having the pair of them inside of me. There is initial pain as he pushes his way through my tight ring of muscles...

"Relax, Miss Granger," Snape breaths in my ear, his hands slipping back around me to take slow strokes at my breasts. I do as he instructs and the pain eases as he presses forward. Gods, feel so delightfully full...

Slowly Snape pulls back out in an agonisingly slow way.

"Oh, fuck!" Sirius' mouth has left mine to moan obscenities to the room. "Fuck! Fuck!"

"Watch your language, Black. There's a student present."

Apparently that idea is not just appealing to Snape. Sirius bucks up beneath me, and I am suddenly assaulted by strokes on either side of the thin wall that separates the pair of them. Can't take it any longer... I grind forward, finding just enough friction against my clit and I'm gone, back into the world of the red stars...

"Don't you dare, Black. This is far from over," Snape growls from behind me.

I hear Sirius grunt in reply, feel his fingers digging into my hips again.

"So fucking tight!" he whimpers.

"So's your arse, Black. Prefer me to stick it there?" Snape leers at him. "Control yourself! Just ride it out!"

After an eternity I come back down, now completely at a loss with my muscles. I slide backwards, leaning against Snape's chest. Sirius appears to have regained some of his control, and is again moving under me. Snape appears to be getting bolder, his strokes longer and faster.

I feel lips on mine, soft reassuring kisses. I open my eyes, but there really is no need. It's Lupin. Had almost forgotten he was even here.

"You all right, Mione?" he whispers gently.

"Perfect," I reply dreamily.

"Shit! Can't take this!" Sirius suddenly cries out from beneath me.

"Bloody incompetent fool!" Snape growls at him. Then, "Well, make some use out of yourself, Lupin. Damned if I'm done before I feel Miss Granger writhing around me again!"

Lupin kisses his way down my body, finally taking my nipple into his mouth. He's still gentle, just running his tongue over me. I can feel myself heading towards the edge again, and that's before I feel his fingers at my clit. He pulls my folds apart, increasing the tension there further, one finger stroking feather light. That hand leaves me and I sigh, yet I manage to open my eyes to see him licking me from his finger.

Cripes!

"Mind?" he asks huskily, nodding down to where I am joined with Sirius. Mind? MIND?!

I manage to nod slightly at him. I take a quick glance at Sirius, who is biting at his bottom lip, trying to hold himself back.

I feel Lupin's tongue dart out to taste me, and my eyes fly shut again. Oh, shit indeed. This feels so silky...

"Can't...can't..." Sirius is chanting beneath me.

"Not yet!" Snape snaps back.

"Remus!!!" Sirius cries out.

Lupin ups his tempo on me, and I'm right there, so close again...

"Not yet!" Snape bellows again.

"Remus!"

I feel a hand slide around behind me, gently brushing passed my skin. From the moan that just escaped Snape I can only guess as to what Lupin just did...

Snape's movements lose their control. He pounds into me, matching Sirius' erratic strokes. Just as I feel them both explode within me I lose it again. We become on mass of nerves, shaking and writhing together...

"What happened to you last night, Mione? Thought you were going to bed?" Ginny asks casually over breakfast. Her and Harry are sitting next to each other, Harry especially looking rather awkward.

"Had a little game of Poker with Sirius, Lupin and Snape," I reply as nonchalantly as I can. Frankly, have been withstanding Lupin and Sirius' smug grins for the past ten minutes and am on the border of jumping them again, or would be if I wasn't quite so sore. Maybe after lunch.

Tonks, however, ruins my perfectly truthful response by nearly choking on her breakfast. "You what?!"

She glances across the table at Lupin and Sirius who exchange a glance before suddenly becoming very interested in the bowls of cereal before them. Snape, who had just entered the room at the tail end of that conversation is now frozen in the doorway. Apparently I'm not the only one to have played poker with the boys...Suddenly the vivid purple of Tonks hair looks very, very familiar... strangely similar to a reoccurring pair of purple shorts last night... or is that violent violet?

"Wow, that must've been really thrilling," Ron says sarcastically, grabbing up his glass of orange juice, oblivious as usual to his surroundings.

"Wasn't too bad." Tee hee, let them squirm!

AN: Bloody hell. That's it. I need a cigarette. Fuck trying to quit...

Ah, much better. Right, that's it folks! Though am thinking about (and could easily be persuaded *hint hint* into) writing a sequel. Lemme know what you think, and perhaps even a few things you'd like to see...

Thanks to all who have read this, and especially those who have taken the time to review! I really hope you all enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it :)