The handle didn't budge.

I groaned. Of course they would lock me until I was considered safe enough to be around. I looked back at Charlie, but he was snoring. My face twitched with anger. I was still horny. Next time I would ask for two guys.

After fifteen miserable minutes of fidgeting and pacing, Charlie finally woke up, but I still had to wait for him to eat something. I hadn't realised how much I drained him, but I was feeling rather energetic.

The day passed in blissful pleasure, but at some point, I started losing touch with my powers. Apparently, I was in deprivation for such a long time that they managed to surpass the choker's magic, but now they had retreated to their normal levels. It was kinda frustrating.

"Charlie, are you up to some mischief?"

He smiled.

"Always. What are you planning?"

"Open this door and follow my lead."

Charlie immediately jumped up off the bed, put his clothes on, and unlocked the door. I also put my clothes on. Hogwarts was a cold place, the corridors were freezing and the wind was chilly, not a good place to wander about naked.

"Now, do you remember where Potion's classroom is? I still can't find my way here."

"Are you planning to get killed by Professor Snape?"

"Oh, he wouldn't kill me."

Charlie stared at me.

"And… I won't let him kill you. It'll be fun!"

"Yeah… Right." He still seemed conflicted, but not enough to argue against me. He wandered for a few minutes until he recognized enough of the area, and we descended a few stairs until our destination.

Few students knew about that, but Snape had a secret passage from the Potion's classroom to his quarters. Living with Sev, I had seen him using this passage once or twice and I knew how to access it. I slid one of the panels on the wall to the left at the same time my foot pressured the trigger on the floor. The doorway opened, revealing the closest place I had as home.

Sev's quarters were composed of an antechamber, where most of his books were located and where I had my sofa; a bathroom, a private lab, and his room, which I never dared to enter.

Until today.

After checking if he really wasn't around, I pushed Charlie to the room and laid him on the bed. He was looking at me with a bewildered expression.

"Are you nuts? This is Snape's private room! We're not supposed to be here!"

I shushed him with a finger, not interested in his babbling. Sev's room was so interesting. His bed was circular and so soft that it could be used as a trampoline. Everything was black, except for a few pieces of wooden furniture. The bedclothes were black and also were the curtains, and now they were open to reveal big circular windows with a fantastic view of the bottom of the lake. Outside, the lake extended to a large area full of shining corals and amazing rock formations. I even saw some merpeople swimming far away.

Looking back to the room, I saw two bedside tables, the right one with a book, and an empty goblet. Sev never ceased to amaze me. That was a muggle book about Complex PTSD. My therapist recommended that book to me when…

I shook my head, looking for more details of his personality in the room, but the design was very minimalist and simple. There were only two things left to inspect: the wardrobe and the bookcase.

Charlie shifted uncomfortably below me, and I turned my attention to him. Poor guy, I was not giving enough attention to my prey. He was already kinda sore, because I still hadn't let him have the privilege of fucking my ass, so I decided to go easy on him this time.

He laid on his back, looking at me with his legs spread open, and cast the spell to lub his ass. I laughed.

"Do you want my cock that bad?"

He nodded, but I could sense the fear of being caught.

"But I'm not ready, dragon. Come here, suck my cock. You already know how I like it."

He obliged immediately, still incapable of saying no to me even when I had only a thin grasp of my power. He licked me like a lollipop and Lil Wayne's song started playing on my head, making me smile. When he got back to the tip of my cock, he nibbed it delicately with his teeth, making me shiver with pain and pleasure. My response was a great incentive to him and he gained a new vigour in his licking. I bit my lip to not moan. I hated being loud.

"Deep," I requested, and he swallowed me whole, and that choking sound was so arousing that I couldn't help but moan. Again, my response seemed to have a great effect on him and he started a bobbing movement going as deep as he could, choking every single time. I hold his head in place.

"Still." He immediately stopped and I regaled on my power. I just loved being obeyed. Holding his head firmly in place, I fucked his mouth with no care to his ability to breathe. Every thrust on his throat was received by that choking sound; his mouth was dripping saliva, bathing my cock with it, and dropping on my thigh and on the bed.

I stopped only a little before he passed out with lack of air, waiting a few seconds so he could breathe again. Charlie's cock was rock hard.

I held his legs around my waist and slid my dick deep inside his ass, his muscles tightening around me. It was easy to put all my length into him now. His begging eyes bore into mine, asking for so much… I kissed him, pressing our bodies together while I fucked his ass slowly. He was tired now, and he needed care. I was merciful enough to do that, and I didn't stop kissing him. I kissed his mouth, his jawline, his neck, his forehead… My hands never stopped caressing his body, making sure that every part of him was burning hot with pleasure. My eyes carried nothing malicious, only desire, and tenderness.

He couldn't deal with that for a long time.

"Please, fuck me harder."

"As you wish, dragon." He shivered with the nickname I gave him. I changed the rhythm, fucking him with strong and quick thrusts, but my eyes didn't change. He couldn't stop looking at me, and I wanted to give him that feeling of being desired and loved that he yearned for. It felt right to do it. it felt right to give the prey everything he wanted.

He came with a cry of pleasure, eyes rolling back in a powerful orgasm. His clear cum splattered everywhere. His orgasm brought a lot of energy to me, and I was so close to cum…

The door opened. Snape was standing there, white with shock, staring at me fucking that freckled ass. I couldn't stop even if I wanted to.

What an opportunity! I stared deep into Sev's eyes and imagined I was fucking him, knowing quite well he would see everything I was thinking. I imagined his lithe body in front of me, my cock deep into his ass, my voice calling for his name…

I came hard, closing my eyes and cutting the connection. My cum stained his bedclothes. I looked down at Charlie, feeling rather empty. Even if I fucked him until the end of the world, I would never feel completely fulfilled. I needed Sev and needed him in more than just my imagination.

I never heard the spell, but it hit me directly on my cock, pushing me away from the bed. I landed painfully on the ground and I groaned, instinctively protecting my private areas in a hiss of pain. It felt exactly like being kicked in the balls and my stomach twisted with the spreading pain. A thud indicated that Charlie was thrown to the ground too, but the lack of whimpering told me he hadn't been hit in the balls as I had.

Flames erupted right in front of my eyes and I scattered back. His bed was on fire, literally. It burned until nothing but ashes remained. I blinked with shock.

Sev was still standing in the doorway. His expression was carefully blank, but his eyes glinted with a dark desire.

"I guess Mr. Weasley is not needed anymore, as you resorted to playing around in the castle."

I looked at Charlie. He was crouching, trying to hide his state of nudity, his face and neck a burning red. He didn't look at me.

"Mr. Weasley. Leave." Sev's voice was cold and chilly, nothing similar to what I've witnessed so far.

Charlie grabbed the clothes on the floor and flew away, not even bothering to dress up there. Sev finally looked at me, showing all the disgust and anger he was feeling. I looked down, incapable of holding his gaze.

I felt vulnerable there, naked, clenching my teeth with pain and with someone looking down on me. It was impossible to contain the emotion it brought, impossible to contain the need to hurt myself, impossible to stop my nails to dig a path of blood in my arms… But it was possible to contain the tears. I promised I would never cry again. The blood flowed between my fingers while I held myself in place, holding back the tears.

Sev pulled my hands away from my wounds, holding them firmly in place.

"What are you doing?" His tone was angry and shocked, and it launched me into another rollercoaster of emotions. I pulled my hands free, ignoring the sickening crack of at least two of his fingers.

"Get away from me!" I got up to my feet, averting his eyes and his hands. I couldn't, for the life of me, understand why I was reacting so badly. The only thing in my mind was the need to go away. Snape didn't move while I grabbed my clothes and put them on.

I couldn't look at him, so I just left.