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The loch house is shrouded in the soft hush of early morning, the first rays of dawn filtering through the sheer curtains, casting a gentle glow across the mid-century elegance of the master bedroom—deep green walls, gold accents, the teak bed frame. The air is cool, the distant ripple of the loch a faint whisper, the nursery upstairs silent, the children still lost in sleep. You're nestled in the king-sized bed, the crisp white linens tangled around your legs, your babydoll pajama top and shorts askew from restless dreaming, your hair a messy cascade across the pillow. Orion, your golden retriever, stirs at the foot of the bed, his tail thumping softly, his warm brown eyes blinking awake, sensing the shift in the room's energy.
Lucius, in his deep gray pajama set, is the first to move, his short platinum hair catching the dawn light as he slips from the bed, his silver eyes glinting with a familiar hunger as he glances at you, then Severus, who's still half-asleep, his black cotton shirt and pants clinging to his lean frame, his dark hair splayed across the pillow. Lucius pads to the door, his morning-hard cock evident in the snug fit of his pajama bottoms, the outline drawing your gaze, a flush of heat stirring in your core. He opens the door, coaxing Orion out with a low, "Go on, boy," his voice a soft purr, the dog trotting into the hallway, the door clicking shut behind him, leaving the three of you in intimate solitude.
Lucius turns, his silver eyes darkening with intent, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he strides back to the bed, his cock straining against the fabric, a promise of what's to come. "We've got a little time before the kids wake," he murmurs, his voice low and filthy, climbing onto the bed, his hands already tugging at your pajama shorts, sliding them down your thighs. "Let's make it quick, my sweet girl. You want us to fuck you senseless, don't you?"
You gasp, your body responding instantly, a rush of wetness between your legs as you nod, your voice a breathy whisper. "Yes, daddy," you say, the pet name a plea, your hands reaching for him, fingers grazing the hard length through his pajamas, the heat of him making you ache.
Severus stirs, his dark eyes snapping open, his gaze sharpening as he takes in the scene—Lucius's hands on you, your shorts discarded, your babydoll top riding up to expose your breasts. He shifts, his cock already hardening in his pants, his voice a low growl. "Starting without me, princess?" he says, the pet name laced with hunger, his hand sliding under your top, cupping your breast, his thumb teasing your nipple into a tight peak. "You're gonna take us both, aren't you? Our filthy little girl, begging for it."
You moan, the dirty talk igniting you, your body arching into their touches, your legs spreading as Lucius kneels between them, his pajamas shed, his cock—long, thick, and curved upward—springing free, already glistening with need. Severus strips off his shirt, his pants following, his cock—long and impossibly thick—standing hard, the sight making your mouth water, your core clenching with anticipation.
Lucius moves first, his hands gripping your hips, pulling you to the edge of the bed, his silver eyes burning as he leans over you, his lips crashing into Severus's in a hungry kiss, their tongues tangling, a low groan escaping Lucius as Severus's hand wraps around his cock, stroking slowly. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," Lucius murmurs against Severus's mouth, their kiss deepening, their hands roaming, Severus's fingers digging into Lucius's shoulder, the sight of their intimacy driving you wild.
You whimper, your hands sliding between your legs, fingers circling your clit, the heat building as you watch them, your voice a desperate plea. "Please, daddies," you gasp, your babydoll top pushed up, your breasts exposed, your body aching. "Fuck me. I need you both."

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