Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/7888621. 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 about the move and posted announcements, but may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this author or artist, please contact me using the e-mail address at the Ink_Stained_Fingers_collection 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." 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