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Fuck it
MUSIC IN OUR VEINS
Chapter 4- Fuck it
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After stalking out of the great hall he went straight to his office. He had a class in half an hour and he decided he had to calm down a bit before that or he’d end up killing one of the brats. He was also thinking of Potter. He had seemed quite out of it today. He wondered why. He recognized that particular look from somewhere but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He sat down heavily in his transfigured leather chair behind his desk and let himself sink down deep in it.
He allowed himself to relax in a way he’d never let anyone see. He was supposed to be a rigid potion master, nothing more and nothing less. Sneering at the thought he opened a drawer and searched through it with his right hand. After a little while he found what he’d been looking for; a smal bottle of pure vodka. Taking a sip he began to think of his Slytherins for a change. Potter was taking up far much of his time these days. Apparently his Slytherins were in an uproar. He didn’t know why. He’d have to find out about that once he had the energy to do so. He had a sneaking suspicious through, that a certain blond Ice Prince had something to do with it. He’d even heard whispers about the blond beating up Blaise Zabini, his own “friend”.
He idly wondered what that was all about. It was bound to be interesting. What most people didn’t know was that Draco was an unannounced leader in Slytherin and everyone listened to his word. He even had an inner circle, Pansy, Grabbe, Goyle and Zabini. Zabini wasn’t known to hang around Draco. He was their eyes and ears since he was bound to hear more since he wasn’t publicly attached to Draco.
Snape spit out some of the vodka on the floor before taking another sip. What was it about Malfoys and leadership anyway? In his days Lucius Malfoy had been the leader and he’d been his second in command, even through no one knew that since he tended to be on his own. Lucius had tried befriending him but he’d refused and settled on “working together.” Malfoy hadn’t been to pleased, he remembered with smirk. Even now Lucius used to come by and visit him, just for old times sake as he used to say. No one knew they were still seeing each other out of the meetings the Dark Lord held. Lucius used to pop in through his floo in his office. Speaking of which…
“Severus! Drinking at a time like this?” Severus turned his head to the left and watched how Lucius stepped gracefully through the floo. He didn’t even have dirt from the floo on his robes. Severus sneered and remembered that all the Malfoys had a charm on their cloths to prevent such “disasters” as they called it to get a little dirty.
“Lucius,” he drawled. The blond always had a bad timing,
“Now, is that really the way to greet a friend?” Lucius smirked and sat down on the desk, something he only did in Severus’s presence, since the blond considered the move inappropriate for a powerful Pureblood. Funny the blond still insisted being friends with him since he knew Severus was a half-blood. Lucius seemed to know what he was thinking.
“So how is my Half blood prince today?” he asked. Severus rolled his eyes.
“I don’t see how it is any of your business,” he responded. Some thing’s never changed. Lucius was used to it though and didn’t let it bother him.
“I’ve heard rumours about my son,” the blond stated.
“So that’s why you’re here then,” Severus responded and decided he was finished drinking alcohol for now, he’d probably need it later in the afternoon, right after his sixth year class. He placed the bottle in his drawer and closed it. Then he proceeded to lock it with a number of complicated spells. It wouldn’t do for some curious students to find out of his stash (he had a several bottles hidden in his drawer, and all around the castle) even if he doubted anyone was brave enough to even venture anywhere near his office on their own free will, now when the Weasley twins were gone.
Lucius chose not to comment on his actions.
“No that’s not why I’m here,” the blond said slowly.
Severus looked up and met his eyes. He could see his grey eyes glittering.
“Oh no you don’t! Not to day, you won’t get any!” he snapped and stood up, ready to flee his own office. He hadn’t managed to take more than two steps before his arm was caught in a steel grip.
“But Severus,” Lucius drawled. “I want you,” he whispered in his ear, making him shiver when he thought about what those words usually meant. Not many knew it, but he was bi-sexual. Most people probably thought of him as unisexual (antisexual), well maybe not after today, with his new look and all.
“Not now,” he said, looking away. Lucius would have none of it turned him around so they were facing each other.
“Yes, now!” he said forcefully and Severus glared.
“I’ve got a class in,” he stopped to watch his clock, “twenty minutes,” he finished.
Lucius just shrugged, moving closer to him and caressing his hair and letting his hand fall down to touch his jaw line and follow it.
“So?” he asked. “We’ve made in before, even with less time. There’s no saying we can’t do it now.” Severus hesitated. He really didn’t feel up to it but then again it might do him some good. He hadn’t gotten laid in over a week, which was highly unusual for him.
“You look different today Severus, why the sudden change?” Lucius asked. He wasn’t shocked because he knew Severus in a way others didn’t. He had seen him dressed like this before. Even if Severus always had pushed him away he had learned to get a little bit of information out of him at each time and since those times were many he’d gotten a full picture. Severus knew this of course, but found that he didn’t care.
“Fine,” he said haughtily. Lucius smirked at him knowingly and Severus hated it. There had never been any love between them during sex, just pleasure and need. After their sex Severus had always despised himself, he couldn’t believe he let Lucius break through his shields all the time. It was hard facing himself in the mirror afterwards, but at the same time he loved the sex and couldn’t do without it. Even through he knew it was fucked up in so many ways.
“Bottom or top?” he asked Lucius. With other people Lucius always were the topper, but with him he was bottom sometimes. He still, after all those years, hadn’t figured out why Lucius made it out to be different with him.
“Why don’t you decide?” Lucius drawled in his ear and bit down slightly but not gentle enough to not hurt.
Finally Severus took some action himself and began to unbutton Lucius robe. His office was already locked and silenced; he’d made sure of that the second he’d entered.
Having no time for foreplay they simply undressed each other and Severus lifted up Lucius slightly and turned him around. He then proceeded to push him down over his desk, face down. Lucius seemed to be enjoying this position and to be truthful; so did he. Summoning a bottle of lube hiding behind some books on a shelf he poured the lube over his fingers and swiftly inserted two of them into Lucius anus. He knew Lucius could handle it. He was secretly glad he was gifted with long fingers when Lucius moaned since he had no problem hitting that sensitive spot inside of Lucius. That was another thing; Lucius also didn’t held in any kind of sounds during sex with him as he did with others.
Deciding he’d have to move along fast to be able to be on time for his lesson he quickly inserted two more fingers and did a sloppy job of stretching Lucius; not that he cared.
“Get on with it!” Lucius snarled after a few seconds. Instead of answering him, he quickly coated his own cock and slammed inside of Lucius. The blond made a sound between pain and a moan.
“You’re a fucking pervert Lucius!” he growled. “You’ve always liked it rough, haven’t you?” he asked as he began to slam into his ass. Lucius hissed out and clenched his hands at the edges of the desk. Severus lifted up Lucius’s legs and began to fuck him in the air; only Lucius’s upper half lay on the desk now.
“Oh god damn!” Lucius cried out when Severus fucked him so hard that he began to slide over the table. That must burn, Severus thought briefly before saying;
“You’re such a pretty little whore Lucius, you love it when I have my balls showed up your ass, don‘t you?” his comment was received by a moan. Severus knew Lucius loved to hear him say those things to him. He had first discovered Lucius passion for it during their third year, when Severus had first taken him in an unused classroom in the dungeons. It was funny, how he could get away with it while others didn’t live to tell the tale. Lucius himself claimed it was because he loved to hear his voice.
Severus looked down and watched how his cock was moving in and out of Lucius’s body. He saw that his dick was slowly turning red by a fluid. It was blood. Lucius’s blood to be precise. And that was what took him over the edge and he both felt and heard Lucius coming together with him.
Breathing heavily he pulled out of Lucius and watched as blood dripped out of the hole and splashed down on the floor. His white semen was mixed with it. Shaking his head he let Lucius down and turned him around on the desk. Lucius winched at the movement and leaned forward, seeking Severus’s embrace. Looking at the clock Severus saw that he had five minutes to get to his class. He let Lucius lean on him for two minutes before pulling away; something Lucius didn’t seem to like. Lucius always acted a bit strange with him after sex. It was like the blond didn’t want to him to leave, ever. Severus stepped back and watched him with guarded eyes.
“I need to go, get yourself cleaned up,” was all he said and then he left. He didn’t look back t Lucius.
While he was walking to the classroom a song kept repeating itself in his head. It was a song that he had created and taken form over the years. Every time he was fucking Lucius he thought about it, and every time he vowed never to do it again. He could never keep his promise.
Fuck It
I guess I like it when we play
(The way you drag me down)
I guess I like it when you hate me
(The way you drag me down)
‘Cause I can’t face myself in a mirror
(I’m left alone with all my pain)
And I disgrace myself in the mirror
(I’m left alone with my shame)
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
I guess I like it when we fight
(The way you drag me down)
I guess I like it when you smite me
(The way you drag me down)
‘Cause I can’t face myself in a mirror
(I’m left alone with all my pain)
And I disgrace myself in the mirror
(I’m left alone with my shame)
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
You’re out of luck - can’t get a piece of me
It’s all blown up. Don’t even fuck with me.
I cannot please you all forever
I cannot please you at all
(I can feel you coming up behind me)
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
( Made by Seether)
The sex Lucius and he had was a self-destructing sex; Lucius wasn’t aware of it. He never knew how he felt while he was being fucked or when he fucked Lucius. Sex with Lucius was meaningless to him; it didn’t even give him great pleasure, it only left a bittersweet linger.
He sneered at the class that waited outside the classroom before opening the door. Walking up to his desk he wondered for how long Dumbledore would insist on him teaching. He wasn’t doing it at his own free will, that was for certain. Dumbledore seemed convinced it was the right job for him. He disagreed.
Facing the seventh years his eyes met Draco Malfoys. Oh yeah, he great reminder of Lucius. They looked the same and acted the same. Such a pity something so beautiful had to be so destructive for others. Especially for black haired men, he thought, thinking of himself and Potter. His eyes went over to Potter. The strange calm over the boys was gone and replaced with a look of illness. I wonder why, he thought.
Pushing his thoughts to the back of his head he began the class. He paired them up as well, making sure his Slytherins were with each other for the best result.
After giving them instructions he sat down in his chair and began to observe them. He thought it rather boring until he saw a certain movement in the corner of his eye. Looking over at a dark corner he saw Malfoy and Potter. He almost growled when he saw what they were doing. Potter took a quick look around, making sure that his class fellows didn’t notice them before kissing Malfoy forcefully on the lips. After that being done he smirked in a Slytherin way and walked away to the ingredients cupboard, leaving Malfoy behind trying to adjust to a tight problem rising up, so to say.
Severus leaned back in his chair. That was most particular and disturbing, he thought. He hadn’t thought that about Potter. However, this made a few things look clearer through. Potter had always had a darker side, not that many saw it. The fight between Malfoy and Zabini might have been about Potter. He quickly looked over at Zabini and noticed him glaring at Malfoy. Oh he knows alright, he thought. The question is if he’s jealous or disgusted. This was getting more and more interesting for each minute. He decided to give Potter a detention, together with Zabini and Malfoy. He didn’t give a damn about any objections that Lucius might have. He was too curious about this to let it slide. Locking these three persons in a room and watching while they didn’t know would probably be worth listening to Lucius’s complaints.
Giving an evil smirk at the thought he stormed over to Potter to yell and rave at him for no particular reason.
Chapter 4- Fuck it
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After stalking out of the great hall he went straight to his office. He had a class in half an hour and he decided he had to calm down a bit before that or he’d end up killing one of the brats. He was also thinking of Potter. He had seemed quite out of it today. He wondered why. He recognized that particular look from somewhere but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He sat down heavily in his transfigured leather chair behind his desk and let himself sink down deep in it.
He allowed himself to relax in a way he’d never let anyone see. He was supposed to be a rigid potion master, nothing more and nothing less. Sneering at the thought he opened a drawer and searched through it with his right hand. After a little while he found what he’d been looking for; a smal bottle of pure vodka. Taking a sip he began to think of his Slytherins for a change. Potter was taking up far much of his time these days. Apparently his Slytherins were in an uproar. He didn’t know why. He’d have to find out about that once he had the energy to do so. He had a sneaking suspicious through, that a certain blond Ice Prince had something to do with it. He’d even heard whispers about the blond beating up Blaise Zabini, his own “friend”.
He idly wondered what that was all about. It was bound to be interesting. What most people didn’t know was that Draco was an unannounced leader in Slytherin and everyone listened to his word. He even had an inner circle, Pansy, Grabbe, Goyle and Zabini. Zabini wasn’t known to hang around Draco. He was their eyes and ears since he was bound to hear more since he wasn’t publicly attached to Draco.
Snape spit out some of the vodka on the floor before taking another sip. What was it about Malfoys and leadership anyway? In his days Lucius Malfoy had been the leader and he’d been his second in command, even through no one knew that since he tended to be on his own. Lucius had tried befriending him but he’d refused and settled on “working together.” Malfoy hadn’t been to pleased, he remembered with smirk. Even now Lucius used to come by and visit him, just for old times sake as he used to say. No one knew they were still seeing each other out of the meetings the Dark Lord held. Lucius used to pop in through his floo in his office. Speaking of which…
“Severus! Drinking at a time like this?” Severus turned his head to the left and watched how Lucius stepped gracefully through the floo. He didn’t even have dirt from the floo on his robes. Severus sneered and remembered that all the Malfoys had a charm on their cloths to prevent such “disasters” as they called it to get a little dirty.
“Lucius,” he drawled. The blond always had a bad timing,
“Now, is that really the way to greet a friend?” Lucius smirked and sat down on the desk, something he only did in Severus’s presence, since the blond considered the move inappropriate for a powerful Pureblood. Funny the blond still insisted being friends with him since he knew Severus was a half-blood. Lucius seemed to know what he was thinking.
“So how is my Half blood prince today?” he asked. Severus rolled his eyes.
“I don’t see how it is any of your business,” he responded. Some thing’s never changed. Lucius was used to it though and didn’t let it bother him.
“I’ve heard rumours about my son,” the blond stated.
“So that’s why you’re here then,” Severus responded and decided he was finished drinking alcohol for now, he’d probably need it later in the afternoon, right after his sixth year class. He placed the bottle in his drawer and closed it. Then he proceeded to lock it with a number of complicated spells. It wouldn’t do for some curious students to find out of his stash (he had a several bottles hidden in his drawer, and all around the castle) even if he doubted anyone was brave enough to even venture anywhere near his office on their own free will, now when the Weasley twins were gone.
Lucius chose not to comment on his actions.
“No that’s not why I’m here,” the blond said slowly.
Severus looked up and met his eyes. He could see his grey eyes glittering.
“Oh no you don’t! Not to day, you won’t get any!” he snapped and stood up, ready to flee his own office. He hadn’t managed to take more than two steps before his arm was caught in a steel grip.
“But Severus,” Lucius drawled. “I want you,” he whispered in his ear, making him shiver when he thought about what those words usually meant. Not many knew it, but he was bi-sexual. Most people probably thought of him as unisexual (antisexual), well maybe not after today, with his new look and all.
“Not now,” he said, looking away. Lucius would have none of it turned him around so they were facing each other.
“Yes, now!” he said forcefully and Severus glared.
“I’ve got a class in,” he stopped to watch his clock, “twenty minutes,” he finished.
Lucius just shrugged, moving closer to him and caressing his hair and letting his hand fall down to touch his jaw line and follow it.
“So?” he asked. “We’ve made in before, even with less time. There’s no saying we can’t do it now.” Severus hesitated. He really didn’t feel up to it but then again it might do him some good. He hadn’t gotten laid in over a week, which was highly unusual for him.
“You look different today Severus, why the sudden change?” Lucius asked. He wasn’t shocked because he knew Severus in a way others didn’t. He had seen him dressed like this before. Even if Severus always had pushed him away he had learned to get a little bit of information out of him at each time and since those times were many he’d gotten a full picture. Severus knew this of course, but found that he didn’t care.
“Fine,” he said haughtily. Lucius smirked at him knowingly and Severus hated it. There had never been any love between them during sex, just pleasure and need. After their sex Severus had always despised himself, he couldn’t believe he let Lucius break through his shields all the time. It was hard facing himself in the mirror afterwards, but at the same time he loved the sex and couldn’t do without it. Even through he knew it was fucked up in so many ways.
“Bottom or top?” he asked Lucius. With other people Lucius always were the topper, but with him he was bottom sometimes. He still, after all those years, hadn’t figured out why Lucius made it out to be different with him.
“Why don’t you decide?” Lucius drawled in his ear and bit down slightly but not gentle enough to not hurt.
Finally Severus took some action himself and began to unbutton Lucius robe. His office was already locked and silenced; he’d made sure of that the second he’d entered.
Having no time for foreplay they simply undressed each other and Severus lifted up Lucius slightly and turned him around. He then proceeded to push him down over his desk, face down. Lucius seemed to be enjoying this position and to be truthful; so did he. Summoning a bottle of lube hiding behind some books on a shelf he poured the lube over his fingers and swiftly inserted two of them into Lucius anus. He knew Lucius could handle it. He was secretly glad he was gifted with long fingers when Lucius moaned since he had no problem hitting that sensitive spot inside of Lucius. That was another thing; Lucius also didn’t held in any kind of sounds during sex with him as he did with others.
Deciding he’d have to move along fast to be able to be on time for his lesson he quickly inserted two more fingers and did a sloppy job of stretching Lucius; not that he cared.
“Get on with it!” Lucius snarled after a few seconds. Instead of answering him, he quickly coated his own cock and slammed inside of Lucius. The blond made a sound between pain and a moan.
“You’re a fucking pervert Lucius!” he growled. “You’ve always liked it rough, haven’t you?” he asked as he began to slam into his ass. Lucius hissed out and clenched his hands at the edges of the desk. Severus lifted up Lucius’s legs and began to fuck him in the air; only Lucius’s upper half lay on the desk now.
“Oh god damn!” Lucius cried out when Severus fucked him so hard that he began to slide over the table. That must burn, Severus thought briefly before saying;
“You’re such a pretty little whore Lucius, you love it when I have my balls showed up your ass, don‘t you?” his comment was received by a moan. Severus knew Lucius loved to hear him say those things to him. He had first discovered Lucius passion for it during their third year, when Severus had first taken him in an unused classroom in the dungeons. It was funny, how he could get away with it while others didn’t live to tell the tale. Lucius himself claimed it was because he loved to hear his voice.
Severus looked down and watched how his cock was moving in and out of Lucius’s body. He saw that his dick was slowly turning red by a fluid. It was blood. Lucius’s blood to be precise. And that was what took him over the edge and he both felt and heard Lucius coming together with him.
Breathing heavily he pulled out of Lucius and watched as blood dripped out of the hole and splashed down on the floor. His white semen was mixed with it. Shaking his head he let Lucius down and turned him around on the desk. Lucius winched at the movement and leaned forward, seeking Severus’s embrace. Looking at the clock Severus saw that he had five minutes to get to his class. He let Lucius lean on him for two minutes before pulling away; something Lucius didn’t seem to like. Lucius always acted a bit strange with him after sex. It was like the blond didn’t want to him to leave, ever. Severus stepped back and watched him with guarded eyes.
“I need to go, get yourself cleaned up,” was all he said and then he left. He didn’t look back t Lucius.
While he was walking to the classroom a song kept repeating itself in his head. It was a song that he had created and taken form over the years. Every time he was fucking Lucius he thought about it, and every time he vowed never to do it again. He could never keep his promise.
Fuck It
I guess I like it when we play
(The way you drag me down)
I guess I like it when you hate me
(The way you drag me down)
‘Cause I can’t face myself in a mirror
(I’m left alone with all my pain)
And I disgrace myself in the mirror
(I’m left alone with my shame)
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
I guess I like it when we fight
(The way you drag me down)
I guess I like it when you smite me
(The way you drag me down)
‘Cause I can’t face myself in a mirror
(I’m left alone with all my pain)
And I disgrace myself in the mirror
(I’m left alone with my shame)
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
You’re out of luck - can’t get a piece of me
It’s all blown up. Don’t even fuck with me.
I cannot please you all forever
I cannot please you at all
(I can feel you coming up behind me)
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
Fuck it! I see you in me
Fuck it! I feel you in me
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me
( Made by Seether)
The sex Lucius and he had was a self-destructing sex; Lucius wasn’t aware of it. He never knew how he felt while he was being fucked or when he fucked Lucius. Sex with Lucius was meaningless to him; it didn’t even give him great pleasure, it only left a bittersweet linger.
He sneered at the class that waited outside the classroom before opening the door. Walking up to his desk he wondered for how long Dumbledore would insist on him teaching. He wasn’t doing it at his own free will, that was for certain. Dumbledore seemed convinced it was the right job for him. He disagreed.
Facing the seventh years his eyes met Draco Malfoys. Oh yeah, he great reminder of Lucius. They looked the same and acted the same. Such a pity something so beautiful had to be so destructive for others. Especially for black haired men, he thought, thinking of himself and Potter. His eyes went over to Potter. The strange calm over the boys was gone and replaced with a look of illness. I wonder why, he thought.
Pushing his thoughts to the back of his head he began the class. He paired them up as well, making sure his Slytherins were with each other for the best result.
After giving them instructions he sat down in his chair and began to observe them. He thought it rather boring until he saw a certain movement in the corner of his eye. Looking over at a dark corner he saw Malfoy and Potter. He almost growled when he saw what they were doing. Potter took a quick look around, making sure that his class fellows didn’t notice them before kissing Malfoy forcefully on the lips. After that being done he smirked in a Slytherin way and walked away to the ingredients cupboard, leaving Malfoy behind trying to adjust to a tight problem rising up, so to say.
Severus leaned back in his chair. That was most particular and disturbing, he thought. He hadn’t thought that about Potter. However, this made a few things look clearer through. Potter had always had a darker side, not that many saw it. The fight between Malfoy and Zabini might have been about Potter. He quickly looked over at Zabini and noticed him glaring at Malfoy. Oh he knows alright, he thought. The question is if he’s jealous or disgusted. This was getting more and more interesting for each minute. He decided to give Potter a detention, together with Zabini and Malfoy. He didn’t give a damn about any objections that Lucius might have. He was too curious about this to let it slide. Locking these three persons in a room and watching while they didn’t know would probably be worth listening to Lucius’s complaints.
Giving an evil smirk at the thought he stormed over to Potter to yell and rave at him for no particular reason.