Severus Snape sat in the kitchen of his secluded cottage, sipping on a cup of hot tea as he tried to relax after a long and stressful day. The sound of the fire crackling in the fireplace provided a comforting background noise, and Severus closed his eyes, allowing himself a moment of peace.
But his moment of tranquility was shattered when the door to the kitchen swung open, and in walked his two sons - Harry Potter and Hadrian Snape. Severus's eyes widened in shock as they entered, and before he could even react, he found himself pushed face-first over the table, his robes being roughly stripped from his body.
"Wh-what is the meaning of this?" Severus stammered, his heart pounding in his chest as he felt a sense of dread wash over him. But his words were cut off as he felt Harry's hands gripping his hips, pulling him back and positioning him just right.
"Shut up, old man," Harry growled, his voice full of dominance as he pressed himself against Severus's exposed backside. With a forceful thrust, Harry buried himself deep inside Severus, causing the older man to gasp in shock and pleasure.
"Oh god," Severus moaned, feeling a wave of intense pleasure wash over him as Harry began to move inside him, hitting his prostate with each thrust. And then, to his surprise, Hadrian joined in, his hands gripping Severus's hips as he too started to abuse his father's prostate.
Severus was overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled and stretched by his two sons, his body trembling with pleasure as they ravished him over and over again. He couldn't believe what was happening, but at the same time, he found himself unable to resist the pleasure that was coursing through his veins.
The night seemed to stretch on forever as Harry and Hadrian took turns pleasuring their father, their movements becoming more frantic and desperate with each passing moment. Severus was lost in a haze of pleasure, his mind consumed by the sensations that were overwhelming his body.
It wasn't long before Severus felt himself being filled with their warm seed, the feeling of being claimed by his sons sending him over the edge. He cried out in ecstasy as he was filled again and again, his body shaking with the force of his release.
Morning eventually came, but Severus was left unable to move, his body spent and trembling from the intensity of the night. Tears fell from his eyes as he lay there, feeling a mix of shame and pleasure at what had just transpired.
"Are you alright, father?" Harry's voice cut through the silence, and Severus could hear the concern in his tone. But he couldn't bring himself to respond, still reeling from the events that had unfolded.
Hadrian's hand came to rest gently on his shoulder, and Severus turned to look at his son, seeing the worry in his eyes. "I-I don't know," Severus whispered, his voice barely above a whisper as he tried to make sense of what had just happened.
But deep down, he knew that he had enjoyed every moment of their forbidden encounter, and as he lay there, his body still thrumming with pleasure, he couldn't help but wonder what the future would hold for their twisted family dynamic.
