Hi This is my first story for , so forgive me if I make a mistake somewhere along the way.
As always, Love to JKR who created these characters and their world- I do not own them, merely live with them in my head.
This is a multi-chapter PWP with possible plot to follow. Pairings are HP/GW, HP/SS, HP/GW/SS...excited yet? I can't wait.
Slash-y goodness, voyeurism, brief mentions of B/D, D/S (possibly more to come...? I live to service your needs)
Severus sighed silently to himself. It was long after curfew on a Friday night right before Holiday break, so naturally, there was much mischief to be found, if only he cared to look. This night in particular, however, he didn't. The huge castle was filled with horny, snogging teenagers, but all he felt was a dull achy lack. Maybe it had been too long since he had fucked Lucius, but then again Lucius had never been his type. Always the good Death Eater, he did as was expected and dominated those beneath him. He took only mild pleasure from it, and very little relief. Regardless, he knew that if he wasn't feeling up to deducting house points on a night of such overwhelming opportunity he must be long overdue to abuse his plaything.
Resigned to his indifference for prowling on this night, he wandered into an empty classroom and began to construct an obscene drama to act out upon Lucius' highborn ass. Lucius may not be particularly delectable, but bound in leather and lashed, spanked and spit upon, the man was almost tolerable.
Looking back, he realized this had been his mistake. Concentrating on inventing new ways to humiliate and subjugate Lucius- the old routines were becoming so tired- that he had missed the sounds of footsteps coming down the hallway, toward the classroom.
The door to the classroom suddenly banged open and two students fell in, immediately falling into passionate kissing and clumsy groping. The boy slammed the door closed with one swift motion of a foot and ripped the girls shirt off at the same time, buttons flying everywhere.
Severus gathered his terrifyingly dark persona and was about to hurl insults with a patented sneer when dim light from the window next to him caught the boy's handsome features as he removed his shirt: a dark, untidy mop, broad, quidditch-toned shoulders, and black rimmed spectacles. He wasn't sure what gave him pause, except that the intensity and confidence Potter took as he backed the girl against the first desk he came across and roughly bent her- he recognized the glint of red hair as Ginny Weasley- backwards over it.
Severus had recovered from his surprise and was once again about to put an abrupt halt to what was no doubt a rapidly growing hardness in Potter's pants when a surge of guilty pleasure flooded Severus as Potter grabbed a handful of the red hair cascading over the side of the desk and yanked, eliciting a sharp, yet pleasure filled cry from the young perfection before him. He was barely able to stifle a moan of his own at the sight of the-boy-who-lived aggressively dominating the pale flesh exposed beneath him.
Potter expertly yanked her bra down so that her modest breasts escaped their lacy cage. Severus ignored an annoying twitch in his pants until Potter bit down on Ginny's pert nipple. She cried openly at what she obviously felt was delicious pain, which was the only thing that covered the sound of Severus' own grunt as desire ripped through him. Reason returned to him briefly and he flicked his wand and cast a silencing charm on himself, though later that night he would be forced to realize it wasn't reason that had come to him in that moment but rather that lust had just snatched reason from him altogether.
He was only able to resist the desire to press his palm against his already full erection for another moment, for just then Potter rapidly pushed the youngest Weasley's skirt up onto her smooth belly and released himself from his trousers in rapid succession. Severus' eyes rolled back a little as a wave of guilty pleasure rocked him, seeing Potter stare down at the girl's cunt with such a wicked expression.
Potter languidly worked what Severus thought a rather impressive length, delighting in the view before him. He yanked down her matching panties, which slid to the floor with a little a little wriggling on her part.
"Fuck me, Harry!" the girl demanded, throwing her legs wider, wrapping her smooth, muscled calves around Potter's waist and pulling him in.
"I'm confused. What do you want me to do?" Potter asked with a husky voice and another wicked smile. "This?" he asked, sliding a finger down her pussy and sliding easily in. "Or this?" Severus watched as Potter pulled out his finger and moved farther down and suddenly thrust it in. It was only when the girl gave a sharp cry followed by a lusty intake of breath that sent her entire milky chest moving in a smooth arch that Severus registered his own solid shaft was already in his hand.
Potter slid his finger in and out of her tight ass a few times before withdrawing it and presenting it to Wesley's eager mouth. She sucked his finger for a moment of pure hedonistic pleasure before groaning her answer. "Fuck my cunt! Oh, fuck me! Fuck my fucking cunt! I want your cock in me now!" she half cried out, half groaned in response, eyes closed and head tossing side to side in unadulterated need. Her hair wiped back and forth in a beautiful cascade of fiery red.
"Oh, and I was so looking forward to fucking that tight ass of yours again tonight," Potter responded in mock disappointment. "No matter, this will have to do," he sighed. Severus had his eyes closed tight against the waves of lust that kept rolling through him just hearing Potter speak like that when he heard a deep, guttural, primal groan. His eyelids flew open to watch as the student slammed his length into what promised to be a hot, very wet hole.
Severus was stroking his own cock furiously as he watched with fascination as his most despised student took control of his lover a way he'd only experienced in his own personal dungeon.
Weasley reached up to grab Potter's shoulders, furiously digging for purchase with her fingernails as she cried out again, obviously rocked with pleasure. Potter simply grabbed her wrists and slammed her arms back down to the desk by main force, and kept them pinned there, on a level with her luscious breast. He nipped at teased at her neck, lips, ear, nipples, as he continued to fuck her hard and fast. She was helpless under his ministrations except for vocalizing her delicious torment and throwing her head side to side in ecstasy.
The girl's cries reached a fevered pitch after a few minutes, her legs squeezing around potter's waist tightly and pulling him farther into herself. As he watched her whole body contort underneath Potter, Severus came undone with a grunt of surprise. He lurched back in his chair, which made a scraping noise as it slid against the stone floor of the classroom. He immediately righted himself on the chair a bit, just as Potter whipped his head to the side to the source of the noise. He must have leaned forward a bit as he righted himself in his chair, for Potter's face held a glint of recognition as he came as well, pouring his cum into the still-writing form of his willing partner, his level gaze never leaving Severus.
Flushed with embarrassment at being caught the voyeur, he quickly cleaned himself with a flick of his wand and was about to close his robes around himself when Potter, still never taking his eyes off the professor, knelt down and began licking and sucking at Weasley's abused mound. She, for her part, was so far gone in ecstasy that she couldn't stop crying out, let alone open her eyes. She began to furiously push and claw at Potter's face as he lavaged her clit and cunt, "No, no! Too much!" she managed to choke, but Potter just reclaimed his grip on her wrists and continued his work eating his own sticky sweetness out of her still pulsing hole, still eying the dark corner where Severus ineffectually hid from the students. The girl's cries began to mount again, and this time she nearly screamed as she clamped her thighs around Potter's head. She went still a moment later and Potter disentangled himself from her limp limbs, bringing his tongue from her spent center out to line where lean thigh meets core, up and over her belly with a languid lick in her belly button which caused another shudder from her and Severus both, continuing up and over one nipple, up her neck, along her jaw and slipping into her still panting mouth. Only then did he take his eyes off Severus, who took the moment to zip himself back into his pants and right his robes.
After what seemed like an eternity of nervous waiting for Severus, Potter broke the kiss. He caressed the side of her face and ran his fingers through her soft, silky hair. "How was that, love?" he asked as he once again locked eyes with Severus. If Weasley noticed his not-so-covert look to the corner where Severus was hidden, she didn't show it; a very sleepy" Mmmmmm…" was all she had to stay.
After the two teenagers clothed themselves again (muttering a quick spell to mend Ginny's shirt) and a few more deep kisses, the two started for the door. "So, same time on Sunday after break?" Potter asked clearly. Weasly nodded, her glossy ginger hair in a tangled mess. Harry gave one final glance over his shoulder to Severus as the pair was leaving the classroom with what Severus could only have interpreted as a mischievous grin and the a tiny wink.