(A/N) ok there is action, like sexual action, like the chan thing comes into play in this chapter. i don't think its all that descriptive but i have to warn you. Read at your own risk, vary hard T it might even be bordering on M but i didn't think this one incident should up the rating of the whole thing. but still i had to warn you all. there im covered cant say i didn't say anything.

THANX TO MY LOVELY BETA JADE ok on with the porn I mean story lol

-

Harry threw his head back making a strangled whimpering noise, and through clenched teeth moaned, "Professor."

Snape heard the boy groan while he kept his own eyes shut tight, and felt Potter push down hard, and moan "Professor." No, this is a student, this is a male student. It's Potter! What was he doing? How did he let this go this far?

"Get out, Potter!" Snape tried to sound threatening as he pulled from the still shaking body.

Harry looked at him through lidded eyes, behind crooked glasses, and swollen lips. "Sir?"

"GET OUT!" He had to get the boy away from him, and when Harry took off, grabbing his bag, running from the class, Snape finally breathed again.

He leaned against the desk in front of him. He could still feel the warmth left by the body, that was just moments ago, supporting itself as he assaulted the youth. Ignoring the tightness in his pants, he stalked off to his to his office. Snape didn't sleep that night. He kept trying to think of what happened. Why did he kiss the boy? No answers came that night. The only thing that could be done was to just make sure there was not going to be another incident like that again.

-

The next morning after class had started, Snape was feeling more agitated then normal, and when Weasley and Potter didn't show up, he just got more upset. The class was writing out an essay when the two missing Gryffindors came into the class.

"Weasley, Potter!" Snape bellowed, "Detention, and twenty points from Gryffindor for being tardy."

The Slytherins laughed. The Gryffindors groaned. Snape watched Potter walk with his head down, obviously trying to avoid looking at the professor. Snape watched as the Granger girl leaned over and whispered something into the dark haired boy's ear.

Anger rose out from his gut. "No talking, unless you want another detention," Snape snapped at the pair.

The rest of class went by in tense silence. When it was over, Snape saw Harry move quickly out of the class, not waiting for his two foolish friends. "Weasley come here," Snape ordered.

Hermione left to go to Harry, and Ron walked up to the professor, "Yes, sir."

"You and Mr. Potter have detention Saturday morning with Filtch, and inform your allusive friend Potter that he is to be here at 7 for his studies." Snape smirked. "Now go."

Ron turned and walked out of the class. That night in the potions class room it was getting close to 7 when Snape heard the low thud of a knock on the door.

"Come in," the man called evenly. He watched the boy walk slowly into the room. He kept his head down all the way to his seat, and while he pulled out the things he needed. "Your assignment is on the board. I want it done in an hour," Snape commanded, turning his back to the papers on his desk.

Soon he heard the scratching of the boys quill on the parchment. He stopped his grading, only to listen to the soft sound of the writing. When the noise stopped, he looked up from under his eyelashes to see the boy chew on his bottom lip in concentration. Snape then remembered what it felt like when he was the one bitting that lip. Shaking his head slightly, he frowned, going back to the papers in front of him. He sighed when he heard the scratching again, but when it stopped foe the second time, he didn't look up right away. It was only when the noise didn't begin again did he look at the boy. His breathing stopped when he locked eyes with the boy.no fifteen-year-old should have that look in their eyes.

"Potter, get back to work," Snape ordered, finally finding his breath.

Harry looked at the professor frowning slightly. The look on his face was that of trying to decide something.

"Didn't you hear me, Potter? Get back to work!" The man snapped. Harry gave him an angry look, and went back to his essay. Snape took a deep breath silently, going back to his work.

"Finished, sir," Potter said quietly, finally finishing the paper.

"Bring it here." Snape held out his hand, waiting for the paper.

Harry got up and walked to the desk, where the professor was sitting. "Here." The boy handed the paper over.

"You may go, Potter." Snape snatched the paper out of the boy's hand. Harry didn't move but stood there focusing on an invisible spot on the desk, eyebrows knotted together. "Are you hard of hearing? I said go," the Professor sneered, glowering at the boy, who wouldn't move.

"Sir?" Harry began quietly

"What is it, Potter," the man demanded shortly

"About the other night." He paused, looking straight into the man's eyes. "Why?" Snape narrowed his eyes, trying to look past those green orbs that were burning holes into him. "Was it some new way of messing with my mind? Do you really hate me so much that you had to do that to me?" Harry's voice began rising.

"As I recall, you did your fair share of it yourself, Potter," Snape growled angrily, standing up from the desk.

"I... I couldn't, I didn't know what I was doing," Harry stammered hotly, while his face began to burn.

"I think you knew exactly what you were doing, and once more I think you enjoyed it." Snape moved out from behind the desk closer to the boy. "I think you liked it when I touched you." Snape raised his hand cupping the boy's cheek.

Harry's face relaxed and he leaned into the touch. "No," was the weak protest.

"No? It doesn't look like you mean it, Potter," Snape smirked and leaned in closer to the boy lips, hovering right above Harry's own.

"I do," Harry breathed, trying to keep his eyes from closing

"Then get out," Snape whispered pulling away.

When Harry felt the hand move on his face, he launched himself forward, capturing the man's mouth. Snape held Harry hard against him, kissing the boy just as hard, but Harry kissed back just as intensely. The dark haired boy opened his mouth slightly giving the man access to his mouth. When their tongues met this time, Harry gave an audible groan and pressed into the body before him harder. Snape fisted the boy's unruly hair as he sucked at that damned bottom lip of Potter's, causing the boy to breath harder. He moved from the boy's mouth to the white soft neck, assaulting the tendon all the way up to the boy's ear, capturing it between his teeth.

Harry swallowed hard eyebrows knotted trying to focus, "S... Sirསྤྱc"

Anything Harry was going to say was cut of by Snape's hand gripping between the boy's thighs, causing Harry to make a guttural groaning sound. Potter gripped on Snape's shoulders, while the man undid his pants, dipping his hand inside, taking hold of him. Harry tried to hold on to the professor for support, which was proving to be difficult between the hand moving between his legs, and the lips torturing his neck. The room was filled with only the noise of labored breathing and moans, coming for the dark haired boy at the manipulation of the potions master. A shiver ran through Harry when Snape jerked him a little to roughly, he was getting close now, there was no way he was going to last any longer. Snape captured the boy's mouth again, plundering it while his hand moved quicker on the boy, bringing Harry over the edge. Potter came hard, body shaking, holding on so tight to Snape's shoulders, he wondered if there would be bruises.

After a moment of letting his body relax and his breathing slowed, Harry looked at Snape. He could feel Snape through his robes, and his stomach tightened at the thought of what was really happening. Harry quickly readjusted himself, and did his pant back up. He took a breath and approached his professor, backing him up against his own desk. Harry couldn't believe this was happening. He kissed the man, hoping to steady his nerves. After a moment, he lowered himself on his haunches in front of his professor. He looked up at the man through his lashes over his glasses. Snape was watching him with lidded eyes.

"Potter," Snape groaned as Harry rubbed his hand against the front of he man's pants.

Swallowing hard, Harry opened the pants in front of him, freeing the part of the man that was aching for attention. Potter took it in his hand, leaning in, tasting, feeling with his tongue, closing his eyes when he felt Snape's hand hold on to the back of his head. The boy fumbled, and gagged a few times untill he found a comfortable pace. He screwed his eyes shut, focusing on what he was doing, and listening to the labored breathing coming from above him. Harry sped up his movements when the grip on his hair tightened, and the hips thrusting causing him to gag again.

Snape gripped the desk as he felt the end approach. He couldn't control the involuntary thrusts of his hips, and he got a twisted pleasure when he heard the boy gag every now and then. But he smirked when, even though the boy was gagging, he still held on, finishing him off with in a few short moments, taking everything the professor offered.

Harry fell back, sitting on the cold stone, his legs numb from the position before. The only sound was that of Harry catching his breath. After Snape adjusted himself, he collected the boy, pulling him up forcefully.

"What was that about, Potter?" Snape hissed.

"I, I thought you wanted me too." Anger and confusion was evident on the boys face.

"I did, but you shouldn't have done that." The man still held the dangerous note in his voice.

"You shouldn't have done what you did either," Harry shot back hotly

Snape stopped yelling for a moment. "We can't continue this Potter."

"FINE," Harry yelled, "I NEVER WANTED THIS ANYWAY!"

"If you didn't, then why are you screeching like a 3rd year girl?" Snape smirked.

"You kissed me first. You just remember that." Harry grabbed his bag. "Sir."

Snape watched as the boy left his classroom. Only this time, he wanted to stop the boy and bring him back. But before he even thought to move, the door was shut and Potter was gone.

-

(A/N) well look at that a third chapter and i do know its not Monday but hey i updated so don't complain lol well anyways like, love it, hated it? hated it right? i bet you hated it. oh well ok moving on to the reviews...

Jade- well you're the only beta i got and i think talking bad about yourself might be a sign you need mental help. hey I mentioned you this time even if you do yell at me lol

the hell you eating chocolate for, you going lupin on me luna? lol and i have back ups :pulls out sirius, lupin dolls and throughs then in the safe: HAHA :P

SerpentSlaveChick- sexy tension i know love it right, well i hope you still like it after this chapter.

willowtree16- well new chap. for ya do what you will with it. ;)

purplepeopleeater666- 1st off i love the name lol im glade your liking it and i'm vary happy mine is your first HP fanfic, or is it your first slash fanfic? well anyway hope you like whats going on

Aviendha13- when dont you mean if they come together? lol im just being difficult lol well hoped you liked it .