To Teach

Disclaimer: The characters in this story are all JK Rowling\'s. I don\'t own a single one. I\'m borrowing them for a little debauchery, then, I\'ll give them back.

A/N: For my reviewers:

Phoenix: Turned you into a Snarry fan, eh??? LOL! I\'m really glad something about this story caught your eye! Thanks for the review!

Relicwitch: That cliffie wasn\'t evil...*snickers* You just wait. With the last chapter, I hoped my readers could feel the emotions that Harry was pulled through. Music does that to us all, at points in our lives, and I thought it would be great for it to happen to Harry. I also think that there is more to Snape than just the whole spy/counter spy thing. He\'s a pureblood wizard, surely he plays a \'classical\' instrument! =D Thanks for the review and here\'s your update!!!


ON WITH THE STORY!!

Before Harry knew what happened, Severus Snape captured his lips and pulled him into a passionate kiss. They stood there for some time in the embrace. Harry melted into the kiss and only vaguely registered the long fingers exploring his body. His robe slipped off of his shoulders and onto the floor as they made their way across the room in front of the hearth where they slipped down onto the thick Persian rug.

Severus trailed fevered kisses down the young man’s cheek and across his jaw. He nibbled at his neck and eventually turned his attention to the earlobe next to his nose. Harry gasped as the older man licked the pinna of his ear. “Like that do you?” Severus purred.

Harry only panted and shook his head. Snape kissed him once more on the lips and began to make his way down Harry’s neck to his chest. He paid special attention to Harry’s delicate collarbone and the hollow between them. He worked his way down the younger man’s sternum and kissed each and every rib on his way back up. Snape took particular interest in Harry’s dark brown nipples. His rough tongue darted out and traced the nub causing it to react and become taught. As it stood up, he closed his mouth around it and gently sucked on it. Harry writhed with pleasure under Severus. Harry was panting with lust, and the older man was driving him insane with his slow progress. He growled. Severus looked up and smiled wickedly. “Problems?”

“Too slow,” was all Harry got out before the older man divested him of his boxers and roughly grabbed his erection.

Harry’s moans echoed throughout the room at the touch. Severus seized Harry’s lips again as he stroked the young man slowly. Harry wrenched himself from the kiss. In his eyes, Severus saw a hunger that he’d never seen before. Harry unbuttoned the older man’s shirt quickly and slid his hands across the pallid chest and stomach. As he reached Severus’ nipples, the older man groaned and tightened his grip on the younger man’s penis. “More,” Harry whispered huskily.

Snape pushed him back down and moved between Harry’s legs. The younger man watched through hooded lids as his old professor and later, ally, took his length into his mouth.

Harry bucked his slim hips up to meet the warm mouth surrounding his most private part. Snape pressed them back onto the rug and completely pulled off of his penis. “Do you want me to go on?”

Harry shook his head. “No,” he answered, “I want you in me.”

Snape’s kiss swollen lips curled into a smile as he took Harry’s hand and put it where his mouth was only moments before. “Stroke yourself,” Severus instructed as he stood to remove his pants.

Harry lazily rubbed his hard-on as he watched the older man strip slowly. When his erection was released from the cotton pants he was wearing, Harry quickly leaned up and licked the leaking tip. Snape let out a low moan and did not move. Harry raised himself up on his knees and took almost all of the older man in his mouth. He moved quickly up and down the shaft and as he did, he relaxed his throat. With one last move down on Snape, Harry buried his nose in the man’s pubic hair. A string of expletives tumbled from the older man’s mouth as Harry deep-throated him. He pushed Harry’s head back. “If you do that again, you won’t get your wish,” he chastised as he made his way back to the rug with the other man.

Harry kissed him deeply, the taste of Severus mingling with his own on the other man’s tongue. Snape pushed the younger man down on the rug and muttered a lubrication spell. He found the entry and slowly pressed a finger inside the younger man. Harry groaned and began to stroke himself again as Severus fucked him with a single finger. He added another to loosen the young man further, and searched for his sweet spot. Once he found it, he rubbed it every other stroke and elicited a pleasured shout from Harry. With his third finger entered, Severus scissored and extended the hole even more.

By this time, Harry’s moans reached a crescendo and he begged Severus to enter him. “Stop torturing me you sadistic fuck! You’re killing me!” Harry ground out through his teeth.

Snape stopped for a moment and raised an eyebrow. He muttered another lubrication spell on himself and slowly, millimeter by millimeter, pressed himself into the young man. Harry pushed himself against the intruding organ. As Severus buried himself in his former student, he relished in the tight warmth. Once he was fully inside, he stopped and kissed Harry. He knew that if he didn’t stop that all of the wonderful foreplay he’d been having would be for naught. It would be over in less than a minute.

He grasped Harry’s erection as he pulled back from the kiss. Snape took long easy strokes on it. Harry began to wiggle underneath him so he started to move his hips in time with his strokes. He angled himself so that he hit Harry’s prostate with every stroke. He younger man groaned and began to pant harder. Severus knew that Harry was close to release. He increased his pounding into the young man and stroked his cock in time. Harry’s back arched from the floor and he screamed as he spilled his seed on his stomach and Snape’s hand. Harry’s reaction, and the reflexive tightening of the muscles surrounding Severus’ organ caused him to go over the edge. He moaned and trembled as his orgasm moved throughout his body.

The two men lay on the rug for some time just breathing. Snape muttered a cleaning spell and moved closer to Harry. The young man laid on his back, his breathing returning to normal. Severus looked at the flush on his cheeks, his pink, kiss swollen lips, and his half open eyes. He kissed Harry’s cheek and draped his arm around his chest, and whispered, “You know, I really do love you. You’re just exactly what I need.”