The Legacy of Our Love

Chapter 37*

***Mature Content Warning***

Ominis

"I'll go after him, you finish your potion for Sharp." Asra kissed me sweetly, before retrieving her wand from the table and making for the door. "He'll come around."

"I hope you're right." I sighed as she disappeared from the Room, off to follow Sebastian to the Library and make certain he didn't get himself into any trouble. Turning back to the potion's station, I carefully began stirring the Befuddlement Draught clockwise as I continued spiraling about my potions marks. Without the extra credit Sharp had been offering me alongside Asra's tutoring, I would be lucky to scrape out an Acceptable on my O.W.L.s. I had to achieve at least an Exceeds Expectations if I hoped to move onto the N.E.W.T. classes. If I wasn't able to move on, my hopes of following Sebastian through the Auror Office would be crushed.

After letting the potion simmer on low heat for ten minutes until the color shifted (this I would have to hope for the best with) to its correct green tone, I increased the heat and moved to add the scurvy-grass. My nose scrunched at the alkaline scent that wafted from the cauldron, but that was what the book said would happen, so I've done something right!

When I started stirring, a wave of lust heated the pendant with such dizzying intensity I nearly tipped over the cauldron's entire contents attempting to steady myself.

At least they're working it out one way or another. I thought with a smirk as I turned back to my work, grateful I hadn't just ruined the last two hours of effort I had put into the draught. Going back to my stirring, I had nearly completed the draught when another wave washed over me, crashing through my mental defenses and setting an irritating need growing within me.

With a frustrated groan I returned to the draught, ignoring the growing tightness in my trousers as wave after wave of raw, unbridled passion rippled down my spine. Not that I should expect anything less from the two of them. Their hearts were too big for their chests, and they loved with such passion and fire that it was hopeless not to get swept up in the flames. I steadied my breathing, attempting to calm myself and separate their emotions from mine. Then, with great effort, I carefully bottled the contents of my cauldron; preparing them to be turned into Professor Sharp during class tomorrow afternoon.

My hand slipped as I was applying the stopper to the last vial, sending it crashing to the floor as I felt Asra's orgasm pulse through the pendant. The rush of endorphins nearly sent me to my knees, and a groan escaped me through clenched teeth as I quickly waved my wand to clean the shattered mess I'd made on the rug.

Yeah, I can't fucking ignore this.

Abandoning the rest of my project, I quickly undid my belt before sinking into the nearest armchair. Now that I had resigned myself to it, the pendant's magic was consuming, my consciousness flooded with every obscene thought, emotion, and sensation being shared between the two of them.

I freed my length from the restraint of my trousers, a low moan escaping me as I slowly began stroking, relief from the tension in my muscles melting to the feeling of their shared pleasure. I was fucking ruined. Together, they had succeeded in shattering every wall, barrier and protection I braced my heart with after Clara. I was now completely, and irrevocably made whole by their love; there was no hope for any other.

I groaned as Sebastian neared his pleasure, the ecstasy flooding through me like lightning down my spine. Fuck, how I wished it was either of their hands moving with tantilizing pressure against my aching cock—how I craved to run my hands across their skin, and feel the pressure of their bodies against mine. I would never get enough of them. If I had my way, I would steal the both of them away to some quiet little corner of the world where we could live out the end of our days in peace. No expectations, no legacies to uphold or responsibilities to shoulder.

My hips bucked against the pressure of my palm at the thought as I rapidly approached my climax. There was no holding back, no hope of restraint as my head fell against the back of the chair, pleasure flooding me as I fell over the edge with Sebastian. Panting, and damn near dazed, I sunk against the back of the chair, inhaling deeply as I contemplated just how distracting these pendants were going to be.

With a rough exhale, I forced myself from the chair as the pendant's magic settled, and I was able to once again string together a coherent thought. After cleaning my mess, I elected to retire directly to the bath while I waited beneath the lavender scented water for my lovers to return to me.

***AUTHOR'S NOTE***

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this fun little chapter before we dive into the events of Chapter 38. My current map has this story coming to a close around Chapter 43 or 44 so buckle up because we are charging headfirst towards the end of Book 1.