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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_Rowling
  Relationship:
      Rodolphus/Rabastan/Severus
  Character:
      Rodolphus_Lestrange, Rabastan_Lestrange, Severus_Snape, Eileen_Prince
  Additional Tags:
      chan;_incest;_exhibitionism, Voyeurism, sex_magic_for_transfiguration
      purposes
  Series:
      Part 3 of Far,_Far_Away_Series
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-10-07 Words: 2652
****** Three Little Kits ******
by snapesgirl62
Summary
     Brothers Ro, Rab and Sev receive horridly inappropriate mittens and
     deal with their presents in a less than childlike fashion.
Notes
     A/N: another in the Far, Far Away series. Thanks to elfflame for the
     super quick beta.
Once upon a time in a land far, far away, there were three brothers. They lived
in a dingy little cottage near the edge of a dark and mysterious forest in a
land where magic happened every day. They were fairly close in age and tumbled
about playing so frequently that their mother thought of them as her kits.
One day, Mother called her boys in for tea and had a surprise for them. She
gave each boy a small package with their meal. She did not know what
Grandmother sent the children and was just as puzzled as they were.
Ro frowned while looking over his gift. It was not his birthday and he came of
age a year ago nor was it any other special occasion. He took his time opening
up his present. His frown deepened at the fuzzy pink monstrosities that nestled
in the box.
"Grandmother operates under the delusion I am a six year old girl." He
muttered, tossing the box on the table in disgust.
Rab smirked at his brother. He'd ripped into his package and managed to keep
his mouth shut about the lavender fuzzy mittens he'd found. He wanted to toss
them away. However, he knew Mother's reaction would be swift and painful. He
would wait patiently and conveniently lose the things.
Severus opened her package with all the enthusiasm of a young child. She pouted
when she discovered red fuzzy mittens. She hated the color red. Her box was
flung to the floor and she sat back in her chair frowning at everyone.
"Grandmother sent me red mittens. I HATE THEM!"
The older brothers sat back to watch the tantrum with glee. Their little she-
male sibling had been a diva at the tender age of six, at fifteen, she was more
than a handful.
"There are other children, less fortunate than you that do not have nice warm
things for the winter months. YOU will show gratitude when you next see
Grandmother and you Will be wearing those mittens." Mother's voice never rose.
She could manage to be intimidating and speak in a whisper.
The boys exchanged looks before reluctantly eating their meal. Ro and Rab kept
glancing over at where Sev was mumbling and grumbling while fidgeting in her
seat. She would get them in serious trouble if she didn't calm down soon. Rab
kicked her under the table, earning a mutinous scowl. Ro shook his head when
Mother's back was turned. Sev finally got the message and became quiet. Though
she continued to pick at her meal as if she thought it might contain poison.
Once the meal was over, the trio took their mittens outdoors for a discussion.
Each one wore a similar look of disgust at the angora horrors their Grandmother
sent them.
"Gram is getting senile." Rab voiced this opinion, receiving nods of agreement
from the others.
"I won't wear them." Sev pouted while stomping one dainty foot.
"Just calm down and do not get your knickers in a twist. I have a plan." Ro
held out his hand for the offending items. "I am going to take care of this.
When Mother asks, we lost these. Got it?"
Both younger boys nodded their heads yes. Rab thought losing them this quickly
might be a bad idea. He did not want to stir up further trouble, so he remained
quiet. Maybe if they were lucky, the mittens would change to suit their
personal tastes after a night in the forest.
The boys had a nice romp in the woods. They took care to keep the cottage in
view the entire time. Ro shoved their angora mittens into their secret hiding
place right before Mother called them in for a wee snack.
"Who wants a slice of pie?" She asked while they washed up at the kitchen sink.
She smiled at her trio's eager expressions. "By the way, where are your new
mittens? I was going to place them with your cloaks and could not find them."
"We lost them," Ro ducked his head, pretending to be upset. He sharply elbowed
Rab. Rab looked contrite.
"Yes, ma'am, we seem to have lost them."
"While we were playing, Mummy…they just disappeared." Sev batted her eyelashes.
Mother slapped her youngest in the back of the head then swatted the older boys
on their bums. "What naughty, naughty, children. You do not get pie. You three
go off to bed, now. Do not stop to chat, do not play, do not collect any books.
Bed. Now." She pointed at the stairs.
The boys sullenly tromped upstairs. Ro waited until they were out of sight
before he slapped Sev across the mouth. "Stupid git. Keep your gob shut from
now on." He ordered.
Sev whimpered. She hated it when her brothers were angry at her. She looked at
Rab, tears shimmered in her eyes. She began to cry in earnest when he turned
his back on her.
The brothers ignored their little sister. She would be sniffling and wailing
for most of the night. They had more important things to do other than soothe
her hurt feelings. The little ninny was the reason they were not having
dessert.
"What are you thinking?" Rab softly asked Ro while they took their time getting
ready for bed.
"I think someone has a big yap and needs to shut it." Ro bellowed as he pounded
a fist on the wall. He smiled at Sev's renewed howls of dismay. "Think you can
keep her yowling like that? I need to slip out and retrieve our mittens."
"Piece of cake." Rab knew how to make Sev scream. In fact, he enjoyed this
exercise and knew Sev secretly liked it when he hurt her.
"All three of you should be in bed and QUIET!" Mother's voice rang out in the
night, making the boys flinch.
Rab watched Ro slip out their bedroom window. He wished he could go with his
older brother. They had the most fun when they were together. He loved the
things his sibling taught him. He waited until he saw Ro disappear into the
trees before leaving their bedroom.
Sev sat on her bed, dabbing a hankie to her eyes. She'd been crying and was now
a mess. Rab sat next to her and put an arm around her shoulders. He hugged her
close so that he could whisper in her ear.
"Listen carefully, not a sound until I pull your hair. Got it?"
Severus nodded her head. She was bursting with questions. Rab's hand rubbed in
circles on her back, soothing her. He brushed a light kiss on her temple. He
moved his hand up and grabbed a nice handful of hair.
"Ro should be ready to sneak back in now." He whispered just as he yanked hard
on Sev's hair.
She shrieked in a mix of pain and pleasure. Her eyes glistened and she wrapped
her body around his, straddling his lap. She rocked up, tipping her head back
when he gave her hair another hard pull. Her neck was exposed, and Rab could
not resist the temptation. He bit her.
Ro slipped in the room. He grinned at the pair on the bed. In another year or
so, Sev should be hitting puberty and having more than screaming fits from
Rab's bites. He rubbed at his crotch while watching the show. This was going to
give him prime wanking material for days.
"Got the mittens you pervs." He hoarsely whispered.
"I'm just biting her neck, you are the one who is getting off." Rab stated as
he looked at the bulge in his brother's trousers.
Sev turned around on Rab's lap, managing to somehow end up straddling him with
her back to her brother. She leaned against his chest and avidly looked at Ro.
"Let us watch you wank?" She bounced a bit. "Use the mittens. Rub them on your
cock."
"Pushy bit of brass." Ro teased. His fingers deftly unfastened his trousers. He
shoved them down along with his pants, exposing his erection. He smirked at the
twin expressions of lust on his brothers' faces. He toed off his boots, and
knelt to remove red fuzzy mittens from his trouser pocket.
"Just for you, baby girl and only for you." He whispered as he slid on the
mittens. He wrapped one hand around his cock and began to stroke it. He used
the other hand to cup his balls, rolling them about and relishing the feel of
soft fabric on his skin.
Rab moaned softly, he bit down on Sev's shoulder to smother a louder noise. His
brother was beautiful and oh how he wanted to be the one touching him. He moved
a bit under Sev, rubbing his growing erection against her arse.
Sev glanced over her shoulder. She knew her brothers liked to bring each other
off. She couldn't wait until she was old enough to join them in their bed
games. She smiled at Rab and eased off his lap.
"Go ahead, do what you are thinking." She whispered, holding a hand out to help
him stand up.
Rab's hands trembled while he took off his clothing. His cock stood up at
attention. He flicked a finger over the tip, teasing himself before mirroring
his brother's movements. Ro's hand faltered.
"Use my mitten?" He throatily whispered.
"Fuck, yes!" Rab quickly moved over to him and tugged pink and lavender mittens
from Ro's clothing. He kissed his brother. They bit at each other. Rab did not
bother to wear the mittens, he just shoved his cock against the handful of
fabric and moaned at the sensation. "So soft."
"I know, like your arse, all soft and warm." Ro's voice was a low rumble.
Sev's eyes widened. She didn't know they'd been shagging each other. She made a
mental note to be more observant of the noises from their room. This sounded
like a show she would enjoy.
Ro hugged Rab, kissing him deeply. He cupped his brother's arse, lifting him up
and turning to press him against the wall. He ignored the whimper of protest
from the bed. If Sev wanted a better view, she could move. He worried at his
brother's arse with one mitten covered hand, somehow managing to get a finger
free and inside of Rab.
Rab softly cried out. His body writhed, he tried to raise his legs up enough to
expose himself to Ro. He could feel soft yarn between him and his brother's
hard cock. It was a new sensation and one he was not certain he liked.
"Down. On all fours." Ro ordered. He bit Rab on the shoulder while releasing
him. He was so close, he thought he might go off as soon as he was inside his
brother. "Sev, oil, cream something to use as lube." He gasped out.
Rab happily got onto his hands and knees. He moved a bit, resting on his
forearms and tried to stroke his cock. A slim hand knocked his fingers out of
the way. He looked to the side and grinned at Sev.
"Helping hands," Sev teased before taking a handful of mittens and stroking
Rab's cock with them. She avidly watched Ro slick up his fingers with beauty
cream. She thought he was taking far too long easing them in and out of their
brother. She really wanted to see the main event. She licked her lips at the
sight of Ro's engorged shaft. He was magnificent.
"I'll let you have a taste when you are older, Sev." Ro promised when he
noticed her fascination. "You will get to lick, slurp and suck on me to your
heart's content." He eased the tip of his cock inside Rab.
"How does it feel?" Sev was not sure which brother she was asking. She stopped
stroking Rab and squealed when he thrust into her hand.
"Shh, baby girl, not so loud." Ro warned. He eased in deeper. "Rab is so nice
and warm. Incredibly tight."
"So full, it feels wonderful to have him in me, now shut the fock up and shag
me." Rab ordered, earning a slap on his buttock. He rocked back, forcing Ro in
deeper.
Sev sat still, keeping her hand steady and letting Rab shove his cock in and
out of her grip. She swallowed hard, this was just incredible, being so close,
getting to feel and smell both brothers' arousal. Her eyes were wide, she was
half afraid to blink. She did not want to miss a thing. Ro's muscles flexed.
His hips pistoned forward and back, bringing his cock in and out of view. He
was so big! She marveled at how Rab could take all of that inside his body.
"Close," Rab warned when he felt his balls drawing up. He moved faster,
pounding his cock in and out of his sister's hand until he came with a soft
groan. His body shivered and shook with the force of his orgasm.
Ro moved his hips, thrusting in deeply. He sighed with satisfaction when he
came. His brother's body milked him dry, making him chuckle in contentment.
Severus wrinkled up her nose. The two pair of mittens she was holding were now
damp and sticky. She looked about for something to clean off her brother and
giggled when Ro handed her the now stretched out of shape red mittens. Ro eased
out of Rab. He curled onto his side, cradling his younger brother. Both males
lazily watched Sev wipe come off of Rab's stomach.
"What do you think, Little Bit?" Ro yawned and stretched.
"I think I want to feel both of you in me."
"Um, not until you are bigger." Rab smirked. "You must be this tall in order to
be ridden." He held a hand even with his shoulder and grinned when Sev stuck
her tongue out at him.
"Muuummmy!" Sev yodeled. "Mummy, I found the mittens." She bolted out the door
to her room, and thundered down stairs. "Only one problem, we got them dirty. I
need to wash them before you see them." She was babbling as she filled the sink
with sudsy water.
"Amazing how you managed to find them so quickly. Only took two hours. Are you
that desperate for sweets?" Mother commented while entering the kitchen. She
paused at the expression on her youngest child's face. "What is it?"
"Honest, Mummy, I put Ro's mittens in here but they don't feel the same." Sev
pulled out what should have been pink angora. Instead she held studded black
leather. She blushed bright red when she saw Mother reaching to lift the
lavender and red mittens. Sev tossed them into the sink and began to scrub
them. She could feel the fabric altering in the water.
Mother eyed the leather gloves. "Well, these definitely fit Ro's age and
personality better than pink fuzz." She observed. "Let me see the others."
Sev reluctantly removed a pair of embroidered gauntlets from the water. Her
hands trembled. The new gloves were slim and perfect for sixteen year old Rab.
Taking a deep breath, she pulled her mittens out of the water. They were no
longer red, they were now black lace opera length gloves. She shrieked with
joy.
Meanwhile, Ro and Rab had gotten dressed and slowly came downstairs. They could
hear part of the conversation and wondered what was going on. Their Mother was
serving up apple pie. She set a plate with a large slice in front of each
child's place at the table.
Mother watched her children take their places at the table and devour their
sweet. All three seemed to be very hungry. Her eyes narrowed as she looked once
more at the transfigured mittens. She lifted up the leather gloves and sniffed
at them.
"I smell a rat." She announced, making the boys pause and look at her in fear….
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