One evening, Severus Snape, the Potion's Master, was sitting at his desk in his classroom at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was feeling lustful, and decided he wanted to see his favorite person: himself. After all, he still had plenty of time before Harry Potter, the boy who lived, would arrive at his classroom to serve his detention. Snape opened one of his desk drawers, and pulled out a mirror. He seductively turned towards it until he saw his reflection.
Feeling naughty, he reached down and started stroking his member. "Oh, Severus," he moaned to his reflection in the mirror, feeling very turned on.
A strong feeling of lust surged through his veins, and he felt that he needed to do something more. He looked around, and spotted the banana that he hadn't eaten from his lunch. He quickly grabbed it, and shoved it in his mouth, sucking ferociously pulling it in and out.
Feeling the lust surge through his body even stronger than before, he moaned around the banana. "Oh, Severus, you are GORGEOUS, and SO LUSCIOUS."
At that moment, Snape felt a satisfyingly erotic pain in his groin. "Uhhhh," he moaned again, not being able to contain himself anymore. He had to let it go.
The moment that Snape released his load, Harry Potter entered the classroom.
"Professor Snape, Sir, I'm here for my detention. What do you want me to- OH MY GOSH WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Snape, in the middle of his climax, turned to Harry and let out a girlish shriek. Harry, running from the classroom, yelled over his shoulder. "WE CAN DO DETENTION TOMORROW!"
After the incident, Snape slowly retreated to his living quarters, feeling embarrassed that his least favorite student had walked in on him.
"Why must I be cursed with these good looks?" Snape thought to himself. The world may never know, Snape. The world may never know...