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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J.K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      James_Potter/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Severus_Snape, James_Potter
  Additional Tags:
      Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Multiple_Partners
  Collections:
      Ink_Stained_Fingers
  Stats:
      Published: 2003-02-21 Words: 1624
****** Two Can Play at That Game ******
by Merri-Todd Webster [archived by ISF_Archivist]
Summary
     Severus/James/Lily. A little trio music, in an idyllic time before
     that nasty incident in the Shrieking Shack. Contains m/f as well as
     m/m sexual interactions! Also, these folks are probably underage by
     U.S. legal standards if that makes a difference to teenaged wizards
     in the U.K..
Notes
     This story was originally archived at Ink_Stained_Fingers, which was
     created in 2002 as a home for Harry Potter slash fiction. To preserve
     the archive, we began manually importing its works to the AO3 as an
     Open Doors-approved project in January 2015. We e-mailed all authors
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     profile.
     Author's notes: Thanks to Sandy, Theodicy, Vali, reive, Kass Rachel,
     and Resonant, who commented on this in draft form, to Vali again for
     giving some helpful beta and telling me the sex was hot, and to The
     Alchemist for pointing out a Brit-pick, thus necessitating uploading
     a new version of the story after telling me she liked it. *g*
Two Can Play at That Game




  "I don't like you, you know."
  James tilted his head and grinned. "I know. But you want me, don't you?"
  Severus lowered his lids till his eyes were almost closed. The other boy
  watched him with that feckless grin, hair falling in his eyes but not
  obscuring the mischief in them. Sometimes the lake was the color of James's
  eyes.
  Severus pursed his lips. "Yes," he said at last. "But that doesn't mean I
  have to have you."
  James laughed out loud. "I don't have to have butterbeer or steak and kidney
  pie or ginger biscuits, either, but I like them. It's not a crime to want
  something just because you like it." James came up on his knees, brushing the
  hair back from his forehead with his usual futile gesture. "I like you, Sev.
  And I want you. You're not as bad as people think."
  "Don't call me 'Sev'," Severus replied, but it was automatic. He was not
  really listening to James, at this point, so much as looking at him. Naked to
  the waist and smooth-fleshed, with the shadows of dark hair under his arms
  and one little tuft of it peeking out above the waistband of his trousers. He
  made Severus feel scrawny by comparison, all bone where James had muscle,
  pale where James was tan. He made Severus feel wanting. He made Severus feel
  want.
  He put his hand out and touched the other boy's chest.
  Smiling, James covered it with his own. His hand was bigger than James's,
  broader in the palm, with the long fingers and big knuckles he had inherited
  from his father. He hadn't quite grown into his hands yet, but he would. He
  would be taller than James and possibly broader in the shoulders.
  It didn't matter.
  All his weight behind that hand on James's chest pushed the other boy to the
  ground. "Hey!" Severus wasn't as strong, maybe, but he was quick, quick
  enough to be a Seeker if he'd wanted. James fell back perfectly, arms
  splaying above his head, and Severus pinned his wrists to the ground and
  straddled James and kissed him.
  Boys kissed rough, and Severus Snape was no exception. He stuck his tongue in
  James's mouth and tasted stale mint and butterbeer and sour spit. James
  arched up beneath him, half fighting, half playing, squirmed from side to
  side without throwing Severus off, kissed him back and then successfully
  rolled them over so he was on top.
  Now Severus's legs were spread with James between them, his wrists were
  pinned to the damp grass, and James's glasses slid down his face and bumped
  Severus's nose. "Stupid git," Severus growled. He tossed his head so that the
  glasses fell beside his cheek. "Put those things away!"
  James sniggered and just kissed him again, grinding his crotch against
  Severus. Severus wanted to free his hands and put them on that wide, smooth
  back, feel the sweat pooled at the base of that spine, slide them into
  James's loose trousers and squeeze that hard round flyer's arse.
  "Well, what have we here?"
  Severus wrenched his mouth away at the sound of that voice. Lily's voice,
  Lily Evans. Gryffindor. Auburn hair. Green eyes. Beautiful tits. Not a total
  idiot in Potions.
  James's girlfriend.
  "Ah, Sev and I were just playing." James rolled to one side, retrieved his
  glasses, and looked up at Lily with that same feckless grin. She was standing
  between them and the sun, hands on hips, head cocked, and it was impossible
  to see the expression on her face.
  "He hates it when you call him 'Sev'."
  He was surprised to hear her take his side. "I know," James said. "I'm
  teasing."
  "Yes, you like to tease." Was that laughter in her voice? "But two can play
  at that game." Her head tilted to the other side. "Or maybe even three."
  Severus gaped as Lily grasped the hem of her blouse and pulled it over her
  head.
  "Lily! What the fuck are you doing?" James sounded more shocked than Severus
  felt.
  "I'm taking off my clothes in the middle of an invisibility spell--which, by
  the way, didn't keep me from seeing you two and figuring out what you were
  doing. You must not have cast it correctly." She dropped the blouse on the
  grass. "I've reinforced the boundaries, don't worry."
  Severus chuckled. "You should have been a Slytherin."
  Laughing, Lily stooped beside the two boys, arms folded over her breasts.
  "You think Gryffindors can't be devious?" She smiled slyly at James. "He got
 you to come out here with him, didn't he?"
  Severus looked at James, who lowered his eyes modestly. It had been absurdly
  easy to make Potter think coming out here was all his idea.
  Lily narrowed her eyes at James. "Picked a time when he knew Sirius and Remus
  would be off shagging each other senseless, instead of following him around
  asking questions."
  "Please!" Severus said. "That's more than I need to know." He faked a
  shudder.
  Those bright green eyes--Slytherin green--fastened on his. "What I need to
  know is, are the rumors about you true, Mr. Snape?"
  "What rumors?" The hem of her skirt was brushing his rib cage.
  "Oh, the rumor that says you only like other boys." Her eyes narrowed again.
  "The rumor that says you belong to Lucius Malfoy."
  "No one owns a Snape." He heard the coldness in his voice and regretted it,
  but it had been inevitable. As Lily probably knew. "As for only liking boys--
  well, I do like boys. Even stupid, reckless boys like Potter." James snorted.
  "As long as they're pretty. I tend to like girls only if they are very
  intelligent, very sure of themselves--and a little devious."
  "Well, I expect you like me, then," Lily said. And took off her bra.
  Severus gasped, but he supposed it was all right, since James gasped, too.
  Perhaps he'd never seen those twin peaks in full sunlight, any more than
  Severus had. They really were nothing short of perfect, with small rosy
  nipples that were pointing alertly at the two boys.
  Two boys, Severus observed. Two nipples.
  Lily Evans dropped on top of him like a thunderstorm and not only kissed him
  expertly--unlike Potter, she knew how to bite--but slipped her hand under his
  robes and took a firm hold of his prick. She didn't handle it like she was
  afraid of it, either. In two minutes she had him coming into his drawers, and
  he went limp on the grass, surrendered.
  Lily smiled. "Now there'll be more for me later on."
  A number of interesting things happened after that. One of them was the
  discovery that two boys and two nipples was, indeed, a very happy
  combination. Another was the discovery that James Potter, Gryffindor straight
  arrow, was a champion cocksucker. If they held World Cups for cocksucking
  instead of Quidditch, James would walk away with the prize.
  Severus Snape, however, was not devoid of such skills himself, and proved it
  to James, who came with a rapidity that consoled Severus for his own hasty
  explosion earlier. Lily kissed him shamelessly and licked James's come off
  his cheek, then gave him a challenging look and inquired, "Do you do as well
  for girls?"
  He did, to judge by the moaning and crooning and writhing in which she
  indulged. The sun was hot on his back, and he covered her breasts with his
  hands to protect them from its heat.
  Lily was limp, about to soak into the grass. Severus was hard again and so
  was James. "So who's going to fuck her first?"
  Lily and Severus exchanged a glance. No imagination, his eyes said. I know,
  but he's cute, hers replied. "I have a better idea," she said to James.
  "Severus fucks me, whilst you fuck him."
  James thought this over, and brightened. "That'll be a novelty for us both,
  then!"
  Severus, naturally, knew a spell which lubricated him nicely. He'd used it
  more than once with Lucius, who tended to be hasty. He knelt between Lily's
  legs and pulled her lush arse up onto his lap, to sink his prick into the
  sweet wet slit hidden by thick auburn curls. James knelt behind Severus,
  between two pairs of feet, and pushed carefully into the small, tight hole.
  There was a good deal of moaning all round, and then they settled down to the
  business of finding a rhythm for fucking.
  It took a little while, but it was a very satisfactory rhythm once they found
  it. Whichever way Severus moved, it felt good, and someone came to meet him.
  He could play with Lily's marvelous tits or reach behind and grab James's
  arse, pulling the other boy in harder. Lily seemed to like it hard, and
  Severus definitely did. He came first and slumped forward onto Lily, who
  seemed to be coming continuously and kept on coming as long as James's
  motions pushed Severus into her.
  James yelled rather loudly when at last he came. Severus wondered idly if an
  invisibility spell was any good without inaudibility to back it up.
  "Damn, I've got Quidditch practice." James climbed unsteadily to his feet and
  found great difficulty in putting his clothes back on. "Wish I had my broom
  with me."
  He set off across the lawn at a trot. The sun was beginning to purple in the
  western sky.
  Severus looked at Lily. "Was it what you wanted?" she asked him.
  He thought about it. "Yes. But I still don't like him."
  She giggled. "And he doesn't like you." She kissed him. "But I do."
  "That's good enough," he agreed, and laid his head on her breast.
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