Lubing up two of his fingers before tossing the little packet into a nearby trash can, Theo slid them slowly inside Draco, stretching his body to prepare it for Theo’s imminent invasion. Draco bit back a sob and Theo made soothing noises, pulling back his fingers to wipe them on the handkerchief he pulled out of his shirt pocket. Theo lined his cock up with Draco’s body and leaned forward, commanding, "Fuck Hermione with your fingers while I fuck you, but don’t let her cum. Stop every time she gets close. Do you understand me, Dragon?" As Theo asked the last question, he’d been slowly pushing past the tight ring of Draco’s body. Draco screamed his assent when Theo was fully seated.