Disclaimer: JKR gets credit. Adult themed. HP/SS
Bump in the Night
Chapter 6B
By WittchWay
Severus Snape, potions master extraordinaire sighed heavily, he hadn't even tried to hide his irritation. Not that the miscreant currently sitting on his lab table would pick up on said irritation…. Potter couldn't possibly understand, … few ever did when they, themselves were the source of frustration.
Snape ran a hand through his hair and grimaced. It was almost that time again. The washing of his hair. He hated washing it so, but unfortunately scourgify could only do so much. It was the act of shutting his eyes in water that disturbed him so. He had no idea what might appear in that twenty second interval when his eyes were shut, demons, ghost, small people with clown uniforms on… None of those things had ever happen but you never knew when it might. Shivering Snape willed himself not to think of it. He had other terrors to worry about at his minute.
Looking at Potter he tried to refocus. But looking at Potter gnawing the white tip of his tail didn't help. It simply brought back the nightmare of the last few hours. Today had he had witness things and actions that one normally never experienced in their life times. Teachers in heat… teacher that had taught him as a student and had been old then, it was not a pretty sight. Students lusting after one another, yet again was never a sight to be enjoyed. Everything around him had turned crazy. Severus Snape nearly snorted, he was the only normal one. Just like he had been thinking for years.
"Professor," Harry Potter whispered, flicking the tip of his tail watching his professor carefully, Snape had that alive/hungry/disgusted look in his eyes, the one he usually got from the pleasure of yelling at students in his classroom.
Turning back to his work station he picked up his wand and stalked back to where Harry Potter sat upon one of the test tables, his chin resting upon one pale quidditch tone knee. The other dangling in a slightly seductive way.
Snape growled as he came back, knocking Potter's leg off the table, ignoring the feel of smooth skin as he did so.
He reached around the boy grabbing the tail in mid swing and pulled it toward him and began casting low-energy stunning spells on the billos, he pick several off and dropped it in one of the test caldrons that sat near by.
Harry shuddered as the long fingers ran down his tail and back up, leaning forward Harry all but purred as he got a whiff of his potion master. The smell was so heady, the male musk of the man before him was amazing, earthy yet sweet, vanilla yet medicinal...powerful... very powerful.
Harry clucked his tongue, biting down to stop himself from doing something he would regret. He gave another shudder as the hand stroked its way down his tail searching for fleas. Closing his eyes, he tried to suppress the purr but found he couldn't. He let the purr roll off his tongue. Rolling the 'R's'. His purr was rough, needy, yet smooth and soft, it reeked of sexuality.
Potter instantly started to purr louder … his eyes rolling back in his head with pleasure, as Snape parted the fur on his tail searching for the flea like creatures.
Snape's attempted to ignore the purring, and was succeeding amazingly well that was until Potter turned around and got up on all fours on his lab table presenting his bottom to his potions master… for better access to his tail… of course.
Startled Snape dropped the tail and stepped back.
Harry gave a slight wiggle of his hips. His tail out stretched.
Snape watched the tail dance back and forth, it beckoned him like a siren song.
He knew he shouldn't look but his mind was clouded and he didn't know where to look, he was torn between looking at what was being presented to him, which was a low riding pair of boxers, to accommodate a tail, the tip of the young mans bottom shown just slightly.
Or looking every where else.
Snape wiped at his nose, the fur of Potter tail made his nose twitch slightly. He had to be strong. He had to power through this mess, rid the boy of fleas, save the school from its self and get rid of this damned tail. So much to do.
"Stop that noise this instant boy." Snape bark, regrabbing the tail out of the air, pushing Potters bottom out of his way. First things first.
Taking a deep breath Snape, Cast a mild stunning spell on one of the billos. He picked the stunned bug off and dropped it in with all the others.
Breathing out heavily, he dropped Potter's tail and to steady himself grabbed a hold of the edge of the lab table. He took a few more deep breaths and tried to clear his mind.
Billos… his mind was to focus on the removal of billos from Potter's fur covered black and white tail. Unfortunately there was no easy solution for billos, except to stun them and pluck them off. It was time consuming and unfortunately not as painful or as foul as he would normally like in a cure. But something very animal like was tantalizing his nostrils. Something very human, something raw, the smell of a stuffy room that had recently been used for sex. Very good sex, sex, sex and more sex.
Snape's cock twitched, pressing his hand to his groin he all but slipped his hand with in his robes.
The purring was louder, closer. Needier.
Snape dropped his wand, but he didn't care. He looked up at Potter grinning like mad at him and before he knew it those quidditch toned legs were around him. Pulling him closer, a warm mouth was nuzzling his neck, licking his throat. Small hands were clawing at his robes, pulling and tugging.
Snape needed no more permission than that, his mouth was on the pale red lips of Potter's. kissing him, his tongue giving small swipes at those lips until they parted and he plunged forward. The exploration of this delicate mouth was like none he had ever known. It was everything… everything a kiss was suppose to be. Filled with need and the appropriate amount of lust and want. He could kiss this boy for ever and ever and be truly happy…
But alas Happiness is fleeting… Destine to end…. And that it shall.
But if then again life is a cycle and what goes around comes around.
TBC
Oh my horny hippogriffs you want more you shall have itin a few short days.
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