Path of the serpent

Title: Path of the serpent
Author: ejab
Pairing: SS/LM with a little SS/RL and SS/DM on the side
Rating: story is slash and NC-17
Feedback: oh yes, highly appreciated!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is a very happy woman, owning these boys.
WARNING: a tiny bit of smut - two males, a first time…that kind of stuff
Category: all over the place
Summary: Draco gets what he wants but it could be more than he bargained for.
A/N: an overwhelming thanks to my wonderful beta underlucius. All remaining mistakes are all mine.


22/?

Time seemed to stand still. It took forever to become Tuesday again. But when it finally was, Draco found himself extremely nervous and exhilirated at the same time. Since leaving the dungeons last Thursday evening, all he had done was fantasizing and probably had broken the record for dirty underpants and sheets in the process. Knowing he would finally get some real action seemed to have increased his libido to unprecedented hights. Now, at last, he would get what he so desperately yearned for.

His impatience brought his to the dungeons fifteen minutes early. Something that did not escape the potions master's attention. He made no comment however and simply ied ted the young Malfoy to his private chambers where they enjoyed their usual cup of tea together. Draco couldn't help but look at his Head of House in a totally new way . He no longer saw his potions master and The Terror of Hogwarts for many years - he saw fingers that would soon touch and caress him, lips that would touch his, clothing that covered warm skin… so close and still so far away! If he could have it his way, he would just jump on the man right here and now but knowing Snape, that would not be tolerated. To begin with.

Half an hour later they were in the classroom. The potions master had given Draco his assigment and was grading the content of vials students of his latest class had left behind. Apparantly their work had been rather poor because he snorted and sighed a lot. Draco eyed him regularly and slowly started to wonder if his teacher perhaps had forgotten about their 'deal' - he was completely absorbed in his work and gave no hint or sign that confirmed their agreement. No attempt to any kind of foreplay whatsoever - not a look, a casual touch or smile… nothing! It did disturb and disappoint Draco a bit but even he did not have the courage to ask questions or take the initiative.

"It would be wise to check your list of ingredients again, Draco. I do not recall the need for human skin or blood in that particular potion." The young Slytherin was startled out of his reflections by the familiar baritone. He quickly looked down on his chopping board. Damn, he had cut his thumb and managed to slice some skin off! Draco immediately let go of his knife and looked around for something to put on the bleeding thumb. Wait, his handkerchief!

"You'll live," Snape was next to him in a minute and examined the minor cut in an almost bored fashion. He then suddenly brought the thumb to his lips and slowly licked of the blood. Draco was instantly lost for words. All he could do was watch that tongue swirl around his thumb seductively. He felt his cheeks blush the moment his potions master opened his mouth and closed it around his thumb, sucking lightly while his tongue continued to play around his now painfully throbbing thumb. Somehow his thumb immediately seemed to be connected with his cock as it started to twitch quite happily at the same time. He just managed to bit back a moan.

Without realising it, Draco had now opened his own mouth too. His eyes were completely fixed on that wicked mouth and the promises it seemed to make.

"Gaping isn't exactly beneficial to making an intelligent impression, Mr Malfoy." Snape let go of the thumb and gave his student a disapproving look.

"Fuck intelligence," Draco snapped. Only to realise who he was talking to. "I… I apologize, sir. I just… I wasn't thinking…"

"Yes, so I noticed, " the potions master smirked. He raised his eyebrow. "Will your brain start working any time soon?"

"I seriously doubt that, sir," Draco confessed, grinning sheepishly and blushing more fiercely.

"Better get you away from this potentially dangerous eonmeonment then…" Snape looked around to make sure if it was safe to leave everything the way it was. "Follow me."

Draco just nodded, not trusting his voice anymore, and followed his Head of House back to his private quarters.

As soon as he had closed the door, the potions master turned around to his pupil again.

"You do realise that this means more private studying, I assume?"

"Yes, s-Severus." Did Snape mean what he thought he meant?

"Don't think I am ing ing you get away with such reckless behaviour, Mr Malfoy. Being distracted that easily is not something I am willing to tolerate," Snape whispered in the boy's ear, stroking Draco's jawline with two fingers.

"I… I understand," the young Slytherin muttered, his senses totally focused on those fingers.

"Good. Just let me think about the proper punishment for a moment." Warm lips very gently kissed his earlobe and then made their way to the boy's own warm lips. Draco felt a tongue licking his bottom lip before it slipped between his lips. Without hesitation the young Malfoy opened his mouth, giving full access. Snape took the invitation and let his tongue explore Draco's mouth, touching his teeth, palate and tongue in a slow and very relaxing way.

For a short moment Draco felt a bit intimidated, but then decided he was a Malfoy after all and kissing was something he already had done numerous times and was pretty good at so there really was no need for restraint. He joined in with great enthusiasm. A decision his potions master obviously approved of because the kissing immediately became more demanding and intense.

Hands started to caress his back and buttocks over his robes and Draco moaned softly. It also made him come up for air sooner then he would have liked. The wicked lips of his Head of House did not wait for him to come back to his again but instead trailed downwards to that very sensitive spot near his collarbone and started sucking. That caused Draco to moan loudly and shiver. Oh Merlin, that made him feel so incredibly horny - he would never be able to last long!

"So responsive… I love that," the voice of his potions master washed over him and that was enough for Draco to simply give up holding back altogether and moan even harder when one hand slid under his clothes and caressed his back while another hand stroked over his already painfully hard cock teasingly short, still caught in his pants.

"Please, free me… it hurts," he managed to speak before growling like an animal the moment Snape did as requested and firmly squeezed his hard cock. Draco immediately begged for more and more, pushing his throbbing cock determined into that warm skilled hand. He didn't care if he was impudent or exacting, he just wanted release. Now!

"Ah, you youngsters…always so impatient," Snape chuckled but gave him what he needed anyway. It only took a few jerks more and Draco came with a loud groan, spilling his warm seed into his teachers hand. For a moment neither of them moved.

"Sorry," the young Slytherin mumbled, not looking anywhere near sorry, after getting his breath back. "I'm sorry… I made a mess… let me - "

"No need." The potions master imperturbably spelled his hand clean. "Let's get somewhat more comfortable before we proceed, shall we?" estuestured Draco to follow him into his bedroom.

Curious as anyone would be, Draco looked around and found that the bedroom suited the man. Just perfect: a large four-poster bed in the middle of the room, a small table on the left side with on it a few books on (big surprise there) potions, two small vials with purple liquid, a wardrobe which looked suspiciously similar to that antique, priceless oak wardrobe that used to be in his mothers bedroom before it mysteriously vanished (which had made his mother EXTREMELY furious since Lucius nor the house-elves could not give her a good explanation as to what happened to it), a small fireplace flaming up the moment they entered the room and lastly a chair right in front of that fireplace - it was all sufficient and stripped down to the pure essentials. Not exactly cosy but the warm champagne colour on the wall and the green bedding made it quite tranquil.

"Just relax, Draco. Relax and enjoy the experience." Snape appeared into his vision, apparently
mistaking his silence for nerves, and stroked his back.

"No, it's okay. I'm okay," Draco smiled, walked towards the bed and sat down on the edge. "I'm more curious than nervous, really. Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," the potions master remained standing in front of him, his face stoic.

"Can I touch you too? I mean… I would like to… if it's okay with you?"

"This isn't about me, Draco. This is all about you." Snape now smiled and gently caressed the boy's lips with a finger.

"I know but I still want to touch you too. Please?" The young Slytherin tilted his head a bit and grinned wickedly. "You can assess my skills afterwards."

"You feel rather confident about yourself, don't you?"

"Hey, I may be a virgin but that doesn't mean I am completely inexperienced. Besides, the next time I see you again will be in front of the class and it would be so fu- eh, gratifying to know that I could make you scream."

"You made ME scream?" For a moment Snape looked at his pupil in sheer disbelief. Then he burst out into laughter. "Ah yes, the Malfoy bravado…how could I forget."

Still chuckling, the potions master returned the wicked grin accompanied with glinting eyes and Draco understood - the challenge was accepted. Oh boy, now he actually had to do it…

Determined and with a proud look he stood up and kissed his ter onr on the lips before undressing him, kissing every piece of flesh that got exposed. Snape copied every one of his moves, which he thought was weird at first but soon found it to be rather erotic.

Once naked they lay down on the bed ther her and Draco started to explore his teacher's body with great care and precision, kissing him on the chest and then licking and sucking his nipples. It got him a little gasp. Hardly noticable but still a gasp. That encouraged Draco and determinedly his mouth slid down, all the while caressing the man's body anywhere he could with both hands. He tongued Snape's navel, was rewarded with a surprised soft moan and went further down until he was at his destiny. Apperently he had not been doing a bad job because he was greeted by an already solid hard cock, begging for attention. So Draco gave it exactly that. He licked and sucked every inch of the sensitive flesh and played with the balls as good as he knew how. Which seemed to be pretty good if the gasps and moans were anything to go by.

"I think it is my turn now." Two strong hands suddenly pulled him back up and the next thing the young Malfoy knew was that he was under attack. It certainly felt that way. It was as if his whole body got snowed under by lips, tongue, teeth, fingers and hands all at the same time and everywhere - fast and devouring. It took a disturbing short time before he was whimpering and begging and wing.ing. What Snape could do with his lips! He never knew those things were even possible, let alone exist! It also made him extremely aware of his own inexperience. Obviously he indeed had a lot to learn yet!

"Sshh, relax." One finger in his arse had been nice, two started to get a bit weird but three were just damn painful! Feeling the painful intrusion, Draco could not help but whimper softly and open his eyes in distress. His teacher was looking down on him intently and started to distract his attention by kissing him fiercely. It worked. A bit.

"Relax, Draco. I need to prepare you," Snape murmured, sliding down his body and engulfed his leaking cock with his expertise mouth. Now that DID totally distract him pretty soon. "Are you ready?" Snape came up and kissed him on the lips again. Draco just nodded. A pillow was summoned and placed under his buttocks. Lubricant was summoned next and slowly he was prepared again, but now with cold slick fingers. It started to feel good. Very good. Especially when his prostate was found and hit.

"Oh Merlin… do that again…" Draco looked up in complete awe. He had never felt this good!

"Oh, I will…" Snape promised him, while spreading the lube on his own cock. "Ready?"

Draco nodded again and felt a blunt head pressing against his anus. Oh man, how could that ever fit?

Sensing the boy's nerves, the potions master distracted him again by stroking the young Slytherin's cock while he carefully and slowly pressed forward and inward inch by delicious inch.

"Oh, ah, it's.. ah!" Draco's voice betrayed disbelief and well as some discomfort.

"Allow yourself some time to adjust to the sensation. Does it hurt too much?"

"No…it's… I'm fine, it just feels… weird…oh! Oh yes, do that again!" Clutching to the shoulders of his potions master, Draco tried lifting his hips a bit in hopes of recreating thst feeling again.

Snape moved again. He slowly moved in and out, increasing the speed and firmness of the strokes with every encouraging moan or hiss. He had to give Draco credit for not acting like a scared fragile virgin but wanting to feel everything and daring to take the plunge. Yes, the boy was nervous but scared? Not even close! Even when he started to set a rather demanding pace,
driven by his own now hungred, ed, Draco was able and willing to adjust and even enjoy it.
But he didn't last long. Not as long as he would have wanted too. This tight warm arse was just too good, too fucking good. He hold out as long as he could but soon Snape just had to let go and came violently, totally missing the moment Draco came, holding on to him and calling his name.

"That was… wow…" Draco wanted to cuddle. The potions master most certainly did not. Draco won and crawled close to his teacher. He sighed happily.

"Did I hurt you?" Snape somewhat absent-mindedly stroked his back, staring at the ceiling.

"Not much. Can we do it again someday? Please?" The young Malfoy looked up eagerly.

"We'll see, Draco, we'll see. You better get back to your dorm now." His teacher coaxed him into stitting up without Draco noticing it. And by the time he did, he was already dressed and standing at the door.

"Thank you for…"

"Go, Draco. You already are beyond curfew as it is." Snape smiled faintly, gave the boy a last kiss and manoeuvred him away. He sighed once the door was closed again and immediately poured himself a large brandy before sitting down in front of the fireplace in his living room.

A virgin. Untouched. Oh joy. He really was getting a bit cynical these days, wasn't he?


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Jack - ah, you're too kind. Thanks!! And I LOVE being 'glomped'!! Oh yeah…

Rahela - lost on the plot, you say? Well, yes, maybe, um… okay, okay, I will confess - my
first 'plot intention' has gotten a tiny bit lost and a side-effect has taken over but don't let
that spoil your fun reading it. It certainly doesn't spoil my fun writing it!
And as for Lucius - you are right but he did it that way so Bellatrix could get a clear view
and see what he was doing. He was teaching her.
Thanks for the compliment on Snape! I'm very pleased with him myself, I must admit.
(Draco on the other hand is a pain in the … to write)

Anon - okay, but only because you insist…