A/N: Yeah, we all know it's been forever, no need to bring it up. I am sorry though. They probably will never speed up though. Not gonna lie. Well, they might be faster than this last one. It did take FOREVER. But there still gonna be awhile before they come out. Sorry

This chapter is a little shorter than the last one, but it's like all 'good stuff' so I don't want any complaining.

Also I got a few volunteers for beta and I almost took someone up on that offer. But it takes me so long to write each chapter, that when I finally get one done I get really excited and want to put it up right away. lol So you'll just have to take each chapter as it is, spelling errors and all! (like that last chapter, where I spelled every 'clothes' like 'cloths'. lol I apologize. I really didn't even notice until recently.)

A Shout Out To StarDuchess: Who greatly inspired this story. More like she gave me the plot bunny that started the entire plot bunny farm. But kudos and thanks!

A Shout Out To yummytimelord: *jumps up in excitement* I accept! Wait until my mother hears!! (If you even remember what I'm talking about. That comment was a really long time ago. Lol) And thank you so much. Again, I don't know why, but your reviews make me laugh.

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This Chapter Is A Gift To All My Wonderful Reviewers!!!!!

Harry POV

I ran to the closest bathroom. I didn't care if it was in the dungeon or not, I needed to be somewhere private.

I stopped for a second leaning against the door, my chest heaving. After trying to catch my breath, I darted into a stall and locked it. Slouching against the wall I wasting no time unzipping my pants. I had to stifle a groan as my cock sprung out into the cool air.

My eyes fell shut as I trailed my hand down my chest. I thought back to the kiss I had shared with Severus less than 15 minuets ago.

Oh god. . . .

Snape POV

I walked out of my rooms and hurried quickly down the hallway. I needed to clear my head. And maybe take my anger out on a few first years.

I couldn't believe he played my like that. How could I not have seen it? It was all my fault. 'Take a shower, Harry. Get all naked and wet in my bedroom, Harry. Lay on my bed and open your legs, Harry.'

Okay, so the last one didn't happen. But, god, I wanted it to. And that thought alone was getting to me. Why would I still want him after what he tried to do to me? I can't help it though. I really do love him. And I probably always will, no matter what he does to me. I thought he was different, but he's not. He's just like his father. No. He was worse. James just made fun of me. Harry actually wanted to ruin me. Have sex with me and then throw it in my face.

Something didn't seem right though. 'Whoever had the idea to only put three showers in the quidditch locker room was incredibly stupid.' That just didn't feel right to me.

Suddenly, I noticed Draco heading down the hallway toward me. Excellent

When he got closer I stopped him, "Mr. Malfoy, how many showers are there in the quidditch changing rooms?"

He frowned at the question in confusion, but answered anyway, "Seven, sir. One for every teammate."

Of course. "Thank you, Draco."

I continued walking at a faster pace. I can't believe he planed it. He played me so well!

I needed to stop and breathe. I turned into a nearby bathroom and paused in front of the sink. Looking in the mirror I let out a sigh.

Suddenly, I heard a gasp from one of the stalls. I turned to look at the only closed door and listened. Then I heard a moan and a rustling of clothing.

"You have got to be joking," I thought as I walked back to the door, intending to leave. But then I heard the moan again and paused. I had heard that moan before.

I felt my heart rate increase. He couldn't be here. Not doing that. I turned around so I was leaning against the door and listened harder. I could definitely hear movement now. It sounded frantic. And there! That was certainly a groan.

I bit the inside of my lip and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I hated it but the thought and sound of Harry touching himself not ten feet away really turned me on. Especially because I was still slightly hot from kissing him.

Going against my better judgment I leaned fully against the back of the door and started rubbing my hardening member through my pants.

Harry POV

I stroked myself slowly, while reaching down to cup my sac. I started fantasizing about what could have happened after the kiss.

Severus drops me on his bed and crawls on top of me. I look up at him through lidded eyes while placing my hands on his chest, between the hangings of his open shirt. I watch him smile slightly before leaning down to lick and suck on my ear. Moaning loudly I arc my body into his, while spreading my legs wider and exposing myself. He lightly traces a line up and down my thigh, making me quiver with need. I try to thrust myself into his hand but he just laughs and moves it away.

I can't stop the whimpered, 'Please. . .' He pulls away with a smile, his eyes dark with desire. With a mumbled spell his remaining clothes are gone and he's pressing himself against me.

I was trying to keep a slow pace, but it was impossible. My hand flew over my shaft and I was moaning without care.

We rock together, kissing like mad. My hands are wrapped in his hair as I hold him closer. I feel him lift my hips up and the new angle makes me moan and thrust against him harder. We are both groaning and panting now. Severus pulls back and looks me in the eyes. "Severus."

"Sevvverrrussssss." I couldn't even try to keep quiet anymore. I was so close. "Oh god. Severus."

Severus POV

I felt so dirty.

Standing there rubbing myself while listening to Harry Potter masturbate. Especially after I was supposed to be mad at him.

But it was so hot. And if he didn't want people to listen then he should be doing it somewhere less public, damn it!

'God, he sounds so sexy. . . .' I though, 'Mmmm, I love the way he moans. I wonder what he's thinking about.'

Fuck. I was really trying to stopped myself from actually getting off with him, but I didn't know if I could make it. I don't think I've ever been that hard before.

'Oh, Harry, you sound so good. . . . . .What was that? Did he just. . .? Oh my god, he did! He couldn't know I was here. I've been facing him the whole time, he hasn't moved. And the cubicles are spelled for absolute privacy. No viewing in or out. . . . . .Maybe I was wrong. Could he like me too. . . ?'

Harry POV

I wasn't holding back at all anymore. There were probably people in the hallway that could here me, but I didn't care. It felt so good.

I was thrusting into my hand as I stroked myself, squeezing the head. I was so close.

"Oh Severus. Fuck!" I didn't even know what I was screaming anymore as I continued to think about us rutting together on his bed.

With the hand that was still rolling my balls together, I pushed a finger back behind them and rubbed gently. That did it and with a shout, I was cumming all over the stall wall.

I through my head back and gulp down big breaths of air. God that was good. I just wished it could have really been him here with me.

I sighed and knew it was time to leave. I spelled myself clean and fixed my clothing. Looking at the wall I smirked thinking, 'I'll leave that for some little Slytherin to find.'

Opening the stall door to leave I got quite a surprise. Standing against the door, with his hand on his crotch and his chest heaving, was Severus Snape, himself.

I took in the sight of him, standing there aroused and needy, and I knew that I didn't want to let him come to me. I could see the confusion in his eyes and that it would take him forever to make the decision on his own. I was going after him. If he didn't take the bait this time I would continue to play games with him, of course. But he was going to know how I felt. And I was going to make it a lot harder for him to resist. And now was the time to start.

I smiled at him in a devilish way and walked toward him with purpose.

Snape POV

I didn't know why I was standing there. I should have left while I had the chance. As it was, he was currently stalking toward me with a look that scared the hell out of me.

Every train of thought left my brain as he pushed himself against me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. My lips started to tingle as his drew incredibly nearer, but I had to hold my breath as he stopped just short of touching.

He stared into my eyes with determination and uttered two words barely above a whisper.

"Don't. . .think. . ."

'Not a problem.'

With those words, he slowly started to slide down until he was on his knees. My eyes were wide as I watched him unzip me with intent. I saw him reach inside and had to bite my lip hard to stop myself from crying out when he touched me. His hands where incredibly soft and still warm from his resent activities.

He stroked me softly as he stared at my cock in wonder. He worshiped me slowly. So very slowly.

I was on the verge of begging for more when he finally moved up and gently licked the tip. I groaned and clenched my hands into fists.

"Oh god." If such a small move could feel that good, I could only imagine what the rest would feel like.

He licked me again and again. I think he was tasting it, because he seemed to consider something. I just hoped he wouldn't stop. He didn't and gently took the entire head into his mouth.

Mmm, he was so warm.

Slowly he inched down and I couldn't help but groan the entire way. When he had little more than half in his mouth he seemed to struggle and made the slow journey back up. When he reached the top he went straight back down, quicker this time.

He continued that motion. Each time getting quicker and each time going deeper. I was grunting and struggling not to trust into his hot mouth. My hands where clenching at my sides and my bottom lip was sore from biting. He was so hot and wet and good. And did he know how to use his tongue!

I couldn't believe this was happening. I needed to touch him. Needed to make sure he was really there. So I pushed one hand through his hair and cupped the back of his head and used the other to cup his cheek.

When I did this he looked up at me with his gorgeous green eyes. And with his glasses half off and crooked and his hair more messed up then usual, he just screamed 'fuck me'.

The image of that, not to mention the image of his plump lips stretched around my cock, left me on the edge and ready to blow.

"Mmm, I'm. . .gonna cum!" I tried to warn him but he just kept going. I couldn't hold it back any longer. I tried pushing his head away, but he grunted and grabbed my ass pulling me toward him and farther into his mouth than he had before.

I couldn't take it and with a loud groan I spilled myself in his mouth.

I slumped against the door further than before, completely exhausted. I didn't want to take my hand out of his soft hair but he pulled away gently and I got the point.

He stood beside me swishing a mouthful of what was obviously my cum.

"Sorry," I said quietly. For once I was rather unsure of what to do with myself in a situation.

He smiled slightly and swallowed it all before replying just as softly, "It's okay. I like it."

For some reason that statement made my heart jump, but before I could think about it he was really close again. He kissed me on the forehead and said, "Why don't you clean yourself up before someone comes in and I'll see you later?"

With that he waited for me to move over and left without looking back.

What was I going to do?

A/N: Sorry if I don't seem to into this but I'm kind of in a sad mood. I just read a manga that is sweet and sad and totally emotional. I'm still recovering from it. I've been crying for hours. (But I cry at everything I read.) Its called 'Under Grand Hotel' and it's amazing. It's about this jail and these two guys that have life sentences there. If you haven't read it before I definitely recommend it. You can read it at www . mangafox . com . Just take out the spaces. It's just . . . Ugh! . . . it's just so good!! It's rated 'M' for extremely mature though. I'm completely in love with Swordfish. He's like the perfect guy for me. Does that make me a little messed up? Yeah, probably.

Sorry, I don't usually promote things like that, but I can't help. You should really read it. Okay, last time, I promise.

Anyway, review please. : )

And again I'll just say that I'm very open to suggestions. Anything you want to add. Anything at all. . . .