Harry cringed as his bare feet pressed on the cold stone of another Hogwarts hallway, cowering behind the professor, trying to hide his naked flesh as they made their way past a myriad of sleeping portraits.
Harry prayed none of them would wake up… The gossip would be rife! Whispered all around the school before sunrise…
It was lucky Snape knew these corridors like the back of his hand, making navigating them in the pitch black surprisingly easily.
Harry's ears perked up at the sound of faint whispers, panic gripping his heart before instinctively clasping his arms around Snape's waist. The professor halted, feeling the boy accidentally slam into his back.
He turned around, grabbing the boy by the arm as the voices got steadily louder. Snape quickly led the boy towards the voices, Harry's heart skipping a few beats, certain he was about to get busted.
"W-what ar-" Harry whispered, before impulsively pulling against the man, in a vain attempt to evade the voices.
"Shh" Snape silenced the boy before propelling him into a nearby cupboard, joining him before quickly closing the door. Harry winced as light flooded the small space, before feeling his eyes adjust to the sudden brightness.
The cupboard was familiar… shelves oozing with potion bottles and various potion ingredients.
Snape's personal store… That's where they were...
The voices grew louder, until they were practically on the other side of the door. Harry winced as the voices refused to diminish… whoever they were, they were not budging.
Harry's eyes widened and as his legs began to give out. One of the voices became very distinguished… Very familiar…
There is only one person that in the world that that voice belonged to…
Draco Malfoy…
The situation was terrifying him yet, at the same time, arousing him beyond his wildest dreams. He felt Snape press against his body, pressing him against one of the heavily stocked shelves.
Harry felt his cock stir once more as the professor held a finger to his lips, encouraging the boy to remain silent.
Snape smiled at the boys growing erection before hearing a knock pound on the door. Harry's eyes darted to the door, panic gripping his body before watching as the door began to open.
Snape spun around, intercepting the unwelcome visitor before they had a chance to enter.
"Mr Malfoy" Snape stated, blocking the blonde from entering the cupboard.
"I need lacewing flies" Draco demanded, trying to force his way past the professor.
Harry flinched, being caught naked in a cupboard with professor Snape by Draco of all people… He would die of humiliation! He didn't want the blonde to have that power over him… He would use it against him beyond the shadow of a doubt…
"What are you doing wondering the corridors at this late hour Mr Malfoy?"
"I told you what I need" Draco insisted.
"You best be careful Mr Malfoy, before you buy yourself a month's detention". Snape's drawl remained steady, as he looked down on the blonde boy.
"Is that a threat? You wait till my father hears about this"
"Is that so" Snape raised his eyebrows, undaunted by Draco's threat.
"Now hurry up and give me what I asked for" the blonde pressured unrelentingly as he tried pushing past the professor.
"Why?" Snape recoiled, equally bluntly before barring the blonde from entering once more.
"Mind your own business" Draco snarled, trying once more to push past the dark haired man.
"Well, I guess… No lacewing flies for you Mr Malfoy" A faint smug smile growing on his lips as he slammed the door in the blonde's face, before quickly locking it.
Snape's gaze returned to Harry's as he paced towards the boy.
"Bloody greasy git" Draco mumbled as his voice faded down the corridor.
Harry tried to hide his chuckle, before feeling the man rest his hand on his cheek.
"What's so funny" Snape questioned, his eyebrow raised before leaning closer to the boy.
"You"
"Is that so" Snape enunciated before pressing his lips to Harry's, grinding his body against the boy.
Snape grasped the boy's erection with his fingers, gently pulling on it as he watched the boy writhe in pleasure.
"Come" the professor began, "my chambers are not far from here".
Harry shook his head, terrified of having another encounter with Draco.
"He's gone" Snape began "besides… I have ways of silencing the boy if need be" the professor smirked before grasping the boy's arms, dragging him toward the door.
Harry felt his body fall against the soft mattress before watching as the professor removed his cloak. Harry's arousal grew stronger as more of Snape's clothes fell to the floor.
Harry felt his breathing hitch as his eyes fell on the completely naked man in front of him. Harry's heart raced as he felt the professor climb on top of him, bare flesh on bare flesh.
Snape planted soft lips against the boy's neck as he rubbed his erection against Harry's.
The raven haired boy subconsciously spread his legs, his desperate need to have the man inside him spiralling out of control.
Harry gasped as he felt warm lips around his cock, moaning as he felt it press deeper into the man's throat.
Frantic moans escaped the boy's lips as he felt himself close to release. Snape pulled away from Harry before summoning a mysterious liquid.
The man carefully poured the substance into his hand before rubbing it onto his cock.
The professor grasped the boy's legs, pulling them over his shoulders as he pushed his penis to the boy's entrance. Harry felt precum drip out of his cock and trickle over his abdomen as he longed for Snape to enter him.
The boy moaned as Snape slipped his cock into his opening, gently thrusting into Harry's lithe body.
Snape pressed his lips to the boy's, grinding his member deep into Harry's body
"Please" Harry begged, for what exactly he wasn't sure as he felt himself release all over Snape's chest.
Another moan escaped Harry's lips as he felt his body fill with the professor's seed.
"How long can you keep this up for?" Snape whispered against the boy's ear.
"Forever"
Harry opened his eyes, cringing as the sunlight assaulted them before glancing around his surroundings.
Where am I?
I don't recognise this…
Oh wait…
"Aren't you supposed to be somewhere Potter?" Snape's voice swum into his ear as he turned over to stare at the man. Disappointed to see his flesh concealed by clothing.
"Like where" his mind still reeling from the events of the previous evening. It still didn't feel real...
He pushed the sheet off his body, forgetting he was naked until he felt the professor's eyes on him.
Harry felt a pang in his groin, being so exposed like this and having Snape gaze it him only made him aroused. His body writhed as he felt his cock stir.
"Class" Snape stated bluntly.
"What time is it?" Harry asked the man as he pushed his legs over the side of the bed, rubbing his eyes in an attempt to wake up.
"If you go now you might make it for the second half of Divination."
Shit!
Harry flew out of bed before feeling his body slam straight into the floor. It turns out everything has a price, and the price for the anal sex he had last night equalled inability to walk properly…
He didn't need to look to know Snape's eyes were on him, he could envisage the amused, slightly smug expression hinting at his lips.
"Are you alright there Potter? You don't perhaps… need a hand"
Harry hardly had time to react before feeling an object enter his opening. The sensation was soothing as it slid in and out of him, bringing with it a cooling sensation.
"This will help" Snape assured him before pulling his finger out, droplets of the potion dripping down the boys thighs and onto the floor.
Harry's heart stopped before suddenly remembering his robes were still in his dormitory, courtesy of Dumbledore.
"Snape what am I going to do?" Harry panicked as he turned to the professor
"About what?"
"My serious lack of clothing… I can't turn up to class like this…"
"Why not?" amusement played at the professor's lips before he turned around, grabbing a pile of dark clothing off a nearby dresser and throwing them at the boy
"Try these"
"What are they?"
"What I wore when I was your age"
Harry figured he didn't really have a choice as he threw on the clothes in front of him. They fitted surprisingly well, and smelt distinctively of Snape. He hoped no one would notice…
"Where the hell have you been?" Ron barked, looking Harry up and down as he sat down at their desk. "And what is that?"
"What is what?"
"What your wearing?" Ron's face screwed up like a paper bag.
"You might as well have not shown up at all your so late" Hermione added
"I doubt old crazy eyes would have noticed" Ron mumbled, aiming his head in the direction of Professor Trelawney.
A silence fell between them.
"Well, how was it?" Ron's eyes were wide open as he expected an answer, feeling like he shouldn't have had to ask.
"How was what?" A look of panic struck the raven haired boys face.
"How was the detention you twit, you were gone so long I thought Snape had eaten you for breakfast"
"Dessert actually" Harry let slip out, instantly regretting it.
"What did you say?" Hermione turned to him, her gaze penetrating to his very core.
"Nothing" Harry whimpered, knowing the witch wouldn't buy it.
She raised her eyebrow, she wasn't going to let this one slide so easily and Harry knew it.
"Harry, what happened last night?" her tone was dead serious
"I'll tell you later" Harry whispered, suddenly remembering there were other students around them.
She held her gaze to him before finally relenting, "I'll make sure of it"
Now Harry was dreading later… Whenever that would be… He couldn't tell them that Snape fucked him on his desk and then he wondered the corridors completely naked before nearly getting caught by Draco… Only to wind up in Snape's chambers for the night…
He doubted they would believe him even if he did tell them…
Hmm… What to do…
He knew what he had to do…
Avoid them!
Harry sat in the library, trying devise a way to initiate another encounter with Snape. It had only been a few hours but he was already craving the intimacy once more… He began to wonder how he ever lived without it.
Maybe I should go see him tonight in the potions classroom…
No that would be too obvious…
It's still less obvious than going directly to his chambers…
"Harry!" the sound of his name made him jump before looking up from the book he was pretending to read.
"Hagrid! Wha- what are you doing here?"
"Oh you know I uh just thought I'd come see how you were" the giant began before pulling a small chair out and sitting on it. Harry was sure he heard the chair crack, marvelling how the small wooden object was managing to support the Man.
"listen uh Harry" Hagrid began again "I got talking to nearly headless Nick this morning and he said well… uh…"
Harry's heart raced, having a fair idea where this was going…
"Well I don't actually know how to tell you this Harry but he reckons he saw you with old Professor Snape in the corridor last night"
Harry's eyes widened before he instantly narrowed them, not wanting to add fuel to the fire.
"I had to see him for detention" Harry quickly intervened, hoping the ghost hadn't mentioned anything about his lack of clothing… But surely he must have, otherwise why would Hagrid come and see him about it?
"Now Harry, I told him don't you go spreading gossip now you hear?" Harry was grateful to have amazing friends like Hagrid.
"You would uh tell me if there was something up though wouldn't you Harry?" Hagrid's eyes were serious as he refused to break contact with the boy.
"Of course, Hagrid" he lied, feeling horrible before glancing at his book and then back to the giant "and thanks"
Hagrid didn't look convinced, giving the boy a stern gaze.
"No problem Harry".
Harry opened his eyes, only to have them greeted by darkness as he tried to figure out where he was. His eyes fell on the myriad of books in front of him, he raised his eyebrow as his gaze travelled to the book shelves surrounding him.
The library.
He was still in the library…
Why hadn't anyone woken him up?
Why hadn't his friends come looking for him?
Oh wait… He was supposed to be avoiding them… Just as well then…
To be honest he just had to avoid Hermione… Ron was his best friend but he was a bit clueless… He doubted the red haired boy picked up on his accidental remark earlier in class.
He quickly glanced at his watch, before remembering that of course he wouldn't be able to see it. Harry sighed as he withdrew his wand.
"lumos" he whispered before marvelling as a little ball of light appeared at the tip of his wand.
"You're up late Mr Potter" Snape's voice muttered seductively behind him.
Harry's ears perked up before feeling the man draw closer to him, his gaze turned to meet the man's.
"I was wondering how I was going to see you again" Harry whispered, not looking away from the man. Only then realising his voice probably sounded a bit desperate…
"There's no need to whisper Potter, no one else is here" Snape stated, a wicked smile growing on his lips.
Harry knew what that smile meant as he stood up from his chair, before leaning seductively on the desk.
"How did you find me here by the way?"
"I'm not about to give away all my secrets Potter" Snape drawled, raising an eyebrow before leaning closer to the boy.
Harry moaned as he felt the professor's hands grasp his waist before pressing his body against the boy's. Snape leaned in before pressing his lips to Harry's, gently pushing against his body until he felt the boy lay on the table.
"Are you ready for more Potter?" Snape's drawl echoed into the boy's ear as his breathing shallowed, wishing the professor would strip him and fuck him right here, right now.
His wishes were soon granted as Harry felt Snape wrap his arms around his body before gently lifting him up, pushing his young body against the bookshelf. The boy gasped as he felt his trousers suddenly around his ankles.
Harry loved this. He loved that it was just Snape and him, his own little secret that he didn't want to share with anyone. He felt to do so would be to have some of the specialness stolen from it. Other people just wouldn't understand.
Harry gasped before a set of lips met his own once more. A shiver ran through his body as Snape slid his hand down, grasping the boy's cock. Harry's body pushed into the contact, craving more as the professor's grasp grew tighter.
The lips broke away from his own before moving to the boy's neck.
"Turn around" Snape murmured before pulling back, allowing the boy space. Harry eagerly complied before resting his hands on the book shelf, bracing himself for what was about to come. Impatience beginning to get the best of him.
What is it about this that suddenly became so addictive…? Harry felt naked without Snape inside him, like a huge chunk of him was missing, empty, saddened almost. The professor made him feel complete.
Was he perhaps…
Falling in love…?
Perhaps he was past the falling stage…
The more he thought about it, the more he realised he was always in love…
From that moment, in the great hall, when he first laid eyes on him…
Something about the man grabbed him, made his heart pang against his will… Harry couldn't put his finger on it…
Till now that is…
Harry moaned as he felt the familiar penis push against his opening.
"Do it" the boy commanded, subconsciously pushing his ass against the man's cock.
Snape didn't need any more encouragement as he pressed through the tight opening until he reached the deep innards of the boy's body.
"Give me all you've got" Harry whimpered before feeling the professor begin to thrust in and out, moaning as his cock rubbed against that special spot inside Harry's body.
Meow
Harry's eyes bolted open, his body flinching before turning his head to the direction of the noise.
He was sure he'd heard it… The sound could only mean one thing… Harry prayed for a miracle…
"What is it?" Snape whispered, feeling the boy's body tensed up around him.
"I thought I hear-" Harry began
Meow
"A cat?" Snape stated more than asked before the sudden realisation dawned on him
Mr Filch…
That meowing was the squib's cat…
Snape quickly withdrew himself before kneeling down to collect Harry's trousers, pulling them up for the boy.
"Your wand" Snape whispered, Harry only then realising it had been emanating light that whole time.
"Nox" he quickly whimpered before hearing footsteps approach from the hallway.
Harry's heart pounded as each step grew louder.
The professor slipped his hand into Harry's before slowly leading him down another aisle.
"I know another way out" Snape stated quietly as they approached an apparent dead end.
The professor tapped his wand on the bricks in an irregular fashion as Mr Filches muttering filled the room.
Harry shot Snape a desperate glance, the professor didn't seem phased as the bricks began to reshuffle themselves, forming a small passageway.
Snape pushed the boy in before following him and resealing the passage.
"Where are we?" Harry asked, his eyebrows raised as he felt the professor lean in closer, his lips against the boy's ear.
"Somewhere where we can finish what we started".
Why was he so exhausted?
Let's be honest, it was probably because he spent the whole night in a random passageway at the back of the library with Snape…
Now he was limping to transfigurations class wishing he had more of that potion Snape used on his opening… He could really do with a whole bucket of it at this rate…
His body ached as another yawn escaped his lips.
"Harry!"
Oh no…
"Where were you lastnight man?" Ron questioned his friend, a concerned expression plastering his face.
"I uh, fell asleep in the library" Harry began, it wasn't exactly a lie…
"What were you doing in the library you balmy git…? Turning into Hermione you are"
"She's looking for you, you know?" Ron's eyes were wide open as he slapped a hand across his friends back.
"She said she has something really important to discuss with you, surprised you didn't run into her at the library actually."
He had a point…
"She gets a bit scary when she's determined about something" he continued, balancing an apple in his fingers before taking a bite out of it.
"Hey why a'you limping?" Ron eyed his best friend up and down.
O crap…
"I ah, fell down the stairs and uh must have twisted my ankle". Harry lied. He was starting to get good at this…
"You should get madam Pomphrey to look at that you should".
"yeah, I'll go later".
"Nah, we'll go now. It's on the way" Ron pointed his hand at an upcoming corridor, not like Harry didn't already know where it was…
"I'll go later" Harry panicked "besides we don't wanna be late for class" he quickly added, hoping Ron would drop the subject.
"But Harry it's right here" the red haired boy reiterated before taking another bite of his apple.
"It's okay I'll just ask Snape for something after potions class"
Harry instantly realised the error of his ways, wishing he could unsay his last sentence…
"Snape? Why would go anywhere near that greasy git if you didn't have to?!" Ron screwed up his face at his best friend.
"He's supposed to be the best potions brewer, isn't he?" Harry panicked "Besides Madam Pomphrey is probably really busy".
They both gawked into the infirmary, as they reached the door.
No one…
Dammit…
Ron raised an eyebrow at his friend, this close to grabbing his sleeve and dragging him inside.
"Let's go" Harry stated as he quickly carried on to class, sensing what the redhead was about to do.
The boys arrived at Transfiguration class miles too early…
"See I told you we would have had time" Ron whispered before playfully shoving his friend.
"Harry!"
The raven haired boy instinctively glanced around, already knowing who it was.
"Hermione"
"Where were you lastnight? I was looking for you everywhere!"
I know…
"I fell asleep in the library" Harry mumbled.
"You look a fright" the witch eyed her friend up and down, taking in his messy hair, tardy robes, his obvious lack of sleep…
She raised an eyebrow before opening her mouth, like she was about to say something but then stopped.
"Let's get to our seats, McGonagall will be here shortly".
Transfigurations class went by uneventfully as the only thing Harry could focus on was stifling back his yawns…
He sat there praying the professor wouldn't ask him any questions and make his lack of attention paying abilities apparent to the rest of the class.
"Well Harry what do you think?" Hermione questioned him as they headed down the corridor towards potions class.
"Huh?" Harry only just realizing he'd missed their whole conversation as they approached the classroom door…
"See I told you he was miles away Hermione" Ron nodded at the witch as Harry tried to reel in his thoughts.
And it's about to get worse…
The three took their usual seats as they waited for the professor to arrive.
It wasn't long before the door flew open and Snape stormed into the classroom.
Harry bit down, instantly feeling his groin begin to stir at the sight of the man.
"Today class we will be learning how to brew Skele-gro potion"
"That's convenient" Ron slapped his friend on the arm a little too hard, accidentally knocking Harry off his seat.
No no no no…
Harry felt himself collide with the floor,
This can't be happening…
"Is everything alright Mr Potter?" Snape raised his eyebrow, not moving from his position at the front of the class.
Harry could hear Draco chuckling in the background, along with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Something funny Mr Malfoy?" Snape shot him a penetrating glare, instantly silencing the blonde boy.
Harry silently thanked Snape as he climbed back into his seat.
"I'm fine sir" Harry muttered, unable to stop the redness from flooding his cheeks. Harry looked up, meeting the man's gaze, a silent message passed between the two.
Harry wanted him…
So did Snape…
Not much got passed Hermione and this certainly didn't…
"You two go on ahead, I'll catch you up" Harry stated, not looking up from his workbook at the end of class.
Hermione gave him a doubtful expression but left him to it as her and Ron left the classroom.
Harry waited until most of the students had left before heading to the front of the class. The boy stood in front of the potions professor before deciding it was safe enough to ask.
"Professor"
"Yes, Mr Potter" a smirk grew on his lips, before he retrieved a bottle of green fluid from, well, Harry wasn't exactly sure.
"I know what you're going to ask for" he enunciated quietly before handing the bottle to the boy.
"Thanks"
"My pleasure"
"Well, I guess I'll, see you later then" Harry murmured before turning towards the door.
"Indeed" Snape smiled slowly as he watched the boy walk out of the classroom.
Harry stepped into the hallway before feeling his body shoved against the wall. The boy turned around, his eyes falling on blonde hair…
Draco…
A smug smile formed on the blonde's lips before he paraded past Harry. The boy watched as Draco strutted into the classroom, sending Harry a snarky grin, before shutting the door behind him.
Harry had to know what this was about… He could just ask Snape later…
Or he could listen now…
Harry silently leaped toward the door, pressing his ear against the wood.
Snape cringed as he watched the blonde boy marched up to him
Here we go…
"What was that about?" Draco demanded, his eyes boring into the professor's.
"I don't think that it's any of your business Mr Malfoy" Snape raised both eyebrows before looking down at the blonde.
Draco gritted his teeth, frustrated at his lack of progress.
"you're supposed to be on my side!" the blonde spat as he clenched his fists.
"Am I?" Snape muttered as he turned away from the boy, before walking over towards a shelf of empty potion bottles.
"Don't walk away from me Snape!" Draco raised his voice "or I'll tell father that your helping Potter".
The professor turned to the nuisance of a boy, his eyes piercing the blonde's.
"Is that the best you can do?" Snape smirked before pointing at the door, "haven't you got a class to attend?"
Draco stood there shaking with rage and frustration before he turned towards the door.
Harry panicked as he heard the footsteps on the other side become louder.
Where to go…
Where to hide…
It was too late as he heard the door knob turn…
"You better watch yourself Draco, you don't want to draw unnecessary attention to yourself."
Thank you Snape.
Harry seized the opportunity to escape as he quietly ran up the hall and darted around the next available corner.
Harry waited until Draco had gone past before he rushed to his next class, knowing there was no way he'd get there before it began.
"I've been starving all day!" Ron cried out in between mouthfuls of food as he shovelled it down his throat
Harry felt a familiar presence behind him before catching something falling at the corner of his eye.
A piece of parchment…
Harry quickly collected it before it landed on the table, he couldn't afford to let anyone else see it.
He carefully unfolded it under the table, hoping no one had seen it and if they had, that they wouldn't ask what it said. Although he could just lie… He's been doing a lot of that lately already…
Come to my chambers at 10
Harry smiled, a rush of excitement flooded his veins as he began to fold the parchment up. He glanced towards the man before feeling the parchment ripped from his fingers.
Harry's eyes instantly darted back, panic swamped his body as he traced the location of the parchment…
Hermione…
He froze as he watched her eyes skim across the writing.
"Harry" She began before turning her eyes to her best friend.
"Are you-" she began before realising the dining hall wasn't exactly the appropriate environment to discuss such things.
Harry instinctively nodded, knowing what Hermione was going to say.
"So your going to go?" she tried to keep her voice steady but failed.
"Yeah"
"Go where?" Ron interrupted, realizing in between mouthfuls that he'd missed something important.
"It doesn't matter" Hermione replied before trying to think of a new topic before Ron pressed further.
Hermione cornered Harry after dinner in the Gryffindor common room.
"Harry, you're not seriously going to go, are you?" her eyes widened at the thought of what could happen to him.
"Why, what could he do to me?" Harry asked, shrugging as he tried to avoid the witch's glare.
"What if he tries to… to… I don't know… have sex with you?"
"He already has" Harry bit back, instantly regretting his words.
"What?!" Hermione stepped back, trying to comprehend what she had just heard.
"When?" her eyes falling on his, "was it that night you had detention with him? After he read that note?"
Harry nodded, realising it was too late to try convince his best friend it didn't happen.
It's 9:45… right…
Harry glanced at his watch before creeping further down the stairs from his dormitory. If he was quiet enough he might be able to avoid getting another lecture from Hermione about why he shouldn't go…
She just doesn't understand how Snape made him feel…
He'd been craving the professor's touch since the incident in the library and he wasn't going to miss out.
Not tonight.
The wizard made it the whole way to Snape's chambers without running into a single person, which surprised him…
Harry approached the professor's door, extending his arm to turn the door knob before stalling.
Voices….
They were muffled but they were definitely coming from the other side of the door.
The boy stopped dead in his tracks, panicking as he tried to figure out what to do…
He should have brought his invisibility cloak…
Why didn't he bring his invisibility cloak…?!
He could have kicked himself for being so stupid…
The voices grew louder, Harry knew he had to get out of there and fast as he began to step away from the door. The boy stumbled back, trying to regain his balance before silently pacing down the corridor.
Harry heard the door creak open and the voices grow louder until they formed actual words.
"I don't feel you've been truthful with me Severus" a male voice stated bluntly. The voice was familiar and Harry raked through his brain trying to recall who it belonged to.
"Your entitled to your own opinion Lucius" Snape stated frankly back before trying to close the door on the man
Lucius….
What was Lucius doing here? Harry wondered before scurrying behind a pillar, hoping to avoid the long haired man.
"Indeed." Lucius began, ramming his cane into the door way, preventing the door from clicking shut.
"But I must warn you Severus, if Draco reports anything else to me about you helping that Potter boy, you will be receiving another visit from me."
Lucius stated this slowly, before retracting his cane and turning away from the professor.
Harry held his breath as he heard the blonde haired man step towards his direction, praying he would waltz past without noticing him.
The few seconds felt like hours as the footsteps faded into the distance.
Harry bit his lip, too afraid to move but too afraid to stand still as he eyed Snape's door.
The coast was clear…
Harry stepped out, keeping his eyes in all directions before knocking on the man's door.
The door swung open, Harry felt himself being pulled in before hearing the door slam shut behind him.
"I see you had a visitor" Harry broke the silence.
"Indeed" Snape eyed the boy up and down.
"Come with me" he carried on before leading the boy into the bathroom.
"I thought we might enjoy a bath" the professor continued as Harry's eyes fell on the enormous pool of water in front of him.
"Is this bath all yours?" the boy asked, his mouth gaping open as he realised it rivalled the prefect's bathroom.
"Yes" the professor replied smoothly, "you best get in before it gets cold" he added before a faint smirk appeared on his lips.
"Alright" Harry agreed before pulling his robes off, letting them fall to the floor. Snape made no effort to move as he watched the boy. His naked body slowly becoming one with the water as he stepped further in.
"Aren't you going to join me?" the boy glanced around, catching Snape ogling his naked flesh.
"Of course" he whispered, his voice hardly escaping his throat as he too began to remove his robes.
"What did Malfoy want?" the question left Harry's lips before deciding if he actually wanted to ask it.
"Nothing of consequence" Snape whispered before wrapping his arms around the boy before planting gentle kisses down his neck.
Harry felt the man's hand slip down his abdomen before reaching its final resting place.
The gasped as he felt the man's grip tighten around his cock, a moan escaping his lips as he leaned into the man behind him.
Snape had the right idea here, the hot water combined with the professor's hand sent his hormones into overdrive.
Snape released his grip as he slid in front of the boy before gently pressing him onto one of the underwater stairs.
Harry's breathing hitched as he watched Snape disappear under the water in front him before feeling a mouth capture his cock.
It didn't take much before Harry screamed out in pleasure, releasing his seed into his professor's mouth.
"God your good!" the boy exclaimed, trying to recapture his breath as he watched Snape resurface.
"One breath was all it took" a wicked smile grew on Snape's lips before continuing "I challenge you to do the same".
"One breath?" Harry looked horrified… This wasn't going to be easy…
"One breath" Snape reiterated, "But don't fret, you don't have to get it right the first time" a cheeky smirk returning to his lips.
"We'll just keep going until you succeed".