The beginnings of an obsession

“With Filch” Snape growled and rose from his desk.
* Oh fuck…maybe I shouldn’t have just done that..*
“Oh, if you wish Sir” Harry hung his head and lazily walked back to the sink.

Snape couldn’t believe what had just happened, the boy-who-lived kissed him? He dared kiss his greasy Professor? But why? Maybe Harry didn’t despise him after all..

Harry finished his work and then left without a word to his Professor which would usually score him a threat or two but they were both too lost in thought to care.

He climbed the stairs to the Gryffindor tower, muttering the password on the way in and threw himself down on his bed.
* I guess he doesn’t like me, but he kissed me back? Whats that sposed to mean?*
Harry lay awake thinking to himself for a few hours before falling asleep still dressed which made it easier in the morning when he woke up.

“Good morning guys” Harry said wearily to Ron and Hermione at breakfast.
“Good morning Harry, did you sleep ok? You look terrible” Hermione worried.
“Hermione!” Ron elbowed her.
“Thanks Hermione you too” Harry responded.
“Ouch Ron” She rubbed her arm where he had hit her “Just seeing if you were ok” Hermione said as if Harry comment had hurt her more than Ron had.

Potions was their first lesson of that day and Harry was dreading seeing Snape for fear of his own safety but the lesson was fine, no contact with the man until the end when Snape asked Harry to stay behind.

“You wanted me Sir? Harry shyly asked.
* Least I hoped you did*
Snape took his time finishing off what he was writing then he raised his black eyes to Harry’s, they were filled with emotion…Harry tried to figure it out which emotion exactly it was…anger? No…it’s..desire.
Snape hadn’t stop thinking about Harry since the kiss and all he wanted to do was take hold of the boy’s hips and fuck his tight arse, which was making what Snape was about to say very hard in more ways than one.

“Your detention with Filch is tonight..and” Snape’s breathing was getting faster, he couldn’t take having Harry standing there, his dick was about to explode “ you will meet him here tonight to petrol the castle for any naughty students”.
“Yes Sir” Harry sighed.
“What is it Potter?” Snape asked sounding not concerned at all.
“Professor…it’s about last night..I have to know..” Harry shut his eyes waiting to be curse to oblivion.
“Potter! I do not wish to discuss this sort of nonsense with you, your lucky I’m only giving you a detention..” Snape was interrupted.
“You kissed me back, I don’t care what trouble I get in, I want you Professor and I can see in your eyes…and” Harry giggled at the sight of Snape’s robes slightly open, revealing his erection concealed in his pants “your pants”.
*Oh shit, did I just say that..damn that Gryffindor bravery*
Snape quickly covered himself up and stood, he walked up to Harry and wrapped his long slender fingers around Harry’s pale chin and pulled him in for a rough kiss.
Once the both of them had use up the last of their breath they parted, leaving Harry gasping.
“I don’t fuck students, not only for self respect but it’s a school rule” Snape smirked.
“Yes well professor, we all make sacrifices” Harry said as he moved his hands down to Snape’s throbbing cock. Snape thought about making the boy stop until he started undoing the zip and pulling it from it’s confines. Harry stoked it until Snape was moaning Harry’s name and digging his long nails into his desk, he little hand rubbing his Professor’s cock, he was getting close to coming all through Harry’s hands so he speed up and Snape did just that. Snape’s come squirted out into Harry’s hand and dribbled down his cock. Harry got onto his knees and lightly licked it up off Snape’s dick, tasting it all he stood back up for another kiss, sharing his flavour. Then Harry got up and left, leaving Snape leaning against his desk with his dick flopped out. Harry was going to have trouble explaining why he was so late for his next lesson.