Those Feelings

Everyone stood outside Professor Snape's classroom door. It was the first session of the morning. It had been like that since Harry became a fourth year. He was slowly regretting the idea of returning to Hogwarts. His friends and the miserable life at the dursleys were what brought him back. Thoughts of Severus ran through his mind the whole night, wanking and panting his name wantonly. The thoughts of Severus spanking his ass again, whispering almost softly in his itchy ears; wanting to hear more, wanting to feel the man's potion calloused hands on his half-hard dick… Wanting him… Wanting to taste him Wanting him to taste him…. No… He told himself. He never wanted any of this from the start. His body was betraying his mind. How could this smarmy git get this much control of him. He genuinely hated the man. Everything Snape did was of such grace and scorn. So why did Snape touch him? He remembered how worried the bastard was when Harry lay half conscious from a spell lash. He remembered the gentle caresses and the sad look in the man's eyes. So why was the git acting like it had never happened? Why did he even wanked him? Was it out of pity? The bastards knows not of such. He couldn't have. The level of hatred towards Harry's father sometimes astounds the boy. He still could not fathom the whole incident. Why such a method for punishment? Harry shook the thoughts from his mind. Maybe forgetting about the whole thing would ease his mind. The door opened and everyone slowly entered the classroom. Everyone took their respective seats as they awaited their Professor's orders. Harry hadn't said a word to his friends since daybreak. He found it best for them to not be involved in his messed up life. The door slammed shut the usual way it does. Snape resembled a mannequin in darkness. He nearly fooled half the class as the torches lit up brighter. He walked towards the students and stood before them with a glass rod in his hand. He eyed each student carefully, before his eyes landed on a particular student. Harry suddenly felt butterflies in his stomach. Eyes locked together, each trying to comprehend the other. Harry's lips became instantly dry and he quickly averted his gaze towards the board. Snape made a small smirk which was hardly recognizable. He then glared at the students. 'What was that about? Why did he stare at me like that?' Thoughts ran through Harry's mind, his face became a light shade pink. "Turn your textbooks to page 364." A smooth tone dominated the eerily silent room. Book pages were heard skipping fast as Harry's heart sped faster. He had forgotten his book. Something he knew the Professor hated students doing. He never wanted to be the center of amusement. Damn it… Within a fleeting moment, Professor Snape made his way towards Harry as the boy closed his eyes and fisted his hands on his thighs. He knew now what was coming. "Well.. It seems someone has forgot something. Tell us Potter, how do you plan to do today's work without your…tools" Harry's cheeks deepened in colour. The suggestive use of the word never missed him. Snape raised an eyebrow at the now fumbling boy unable to speak his words clearly. The students laughed at him; his friends stared at him sadly. At least his friends never found that funny. He cast his eyes to the floor in shame. "Foolish. You dare to step into my class without your book, Potter? Three points from Griffindor. If this happens again, you will indeed not like it!" Professor Snape hissed at the boy before he went on with his lecturing. Harrt sat miserably, seriously regretting his choice to be here. How could the Professor pretend like nothing had happened last night? Well, it wasn't much, but still….Right now, he would have rather be with Dumbledoor but the man was so busy these days. His mind wandered on His dog father. He would have had a better time with him on crappy days like this. He only wished..- "Potter, what did I just say?" "Uh.. Excuse me Sir?" "What. Did. I. Just. Say?" His venom filled voice frightened the boy. "I-I-I don't know professor…" Harry breathed out as Snape made his way madly towards him. Severus's patience snapped. Harry swallowed bitterly. The whole class observed the two as Snape slammed his hands on Harry's desk, the glass rod shattered to bits. Dark obsidian eyes pinned frightened green eyes, daringly. "Is it that you want to annoy me, Mr. Potter? Very well. Detention with me after class! The whole day with me! I thought my first discipline session had taught you something, but it seems greater measures would have to take place." Severus glared darkly at the now wide-eyed boy. "B-But Sir, I have other classes to-" "You are in no position to speak to me bloody boy! Make your way towards my office now!" He towered over the boy, anger radiating from them both. Harry quickly rose from his seat, anger clearly shown in his face as he pushed Severus out of the way and slam the door behind him. He saw how sad his friends stared at him. Harry was too upset to give a flying fuck. He got used to pitiful glares, and he never wanted theirs anyway. If only Sirius was here.. He knew he could cry as much in the man's arms. He loved him dearly. He remembered loving hands around his body, holding him tightly. He remembered the soft nibbles he gave him on his neck… His touch His looks The way how he made him feel…. FLASHBACK "Are you okay with this Harry?" Sirius whispered in his ear, his warm tongue teasing the lobe. "Yes…" Harry closed his eyes as he pulled the dog-demon closer to him. "Harry, I don't want you regretting this in the morning. Remember I'm your god father. I don't want to hurt you." Sirius stared in those green eyes, black eyes searching for an answer. "And I'm your god-son. And I'm telling you to fuck me else YOU'll regret this in the morning. You will hurt me if you don't…" Green eyes locked in dark pool eyes. Sirius gave a soft laugh noting how stubborn his god- son could be at times. "That word shouldn't have escaped your lips, little one." The dog-demon trailed his tongue towards Harry's neck, sucking it tenderly. "The fact that you are on top of me kissing and sucking, shouldn't have happened, big one." Harry breathed out as Sirius played with a hardened nipple. "You have too much comebacks. Shagging you is the perfect resolve." Sirius trailed his wet tongue back towards the boy's reddened cheeks. "Yes...let it be done…" Harry groaned as Sirius kissed his lips, trailing butterfly kisses towards his chest. Sirius then paused and looked at Harry. "Harry, if I'm to do so though, I'll have to claim you." "What do you mean?" Confusion played on Harry's face. "I'm sure you do understand son, but I'll say anyhow. It means that I'll have to mark you, to bite you." "It doesn't matter, as long as you will be by my side forever." Harry brought Sirius's head forward as he kissed the man sloppily. Sirius laughed at Harry's efforts, before he dominated the boy's warm cavern, exploring, tasting, savouring. Harry moaned in delight at how expertly he handled his mouth. He bit the Harry's lips; softly pulling and teasing. Damn... "That's the way it's done." Sirius smirked at the pouting boy whose lips were now swollen from the intense kiss. "Wow... That was…." "Yes. Yes it is." Sirius chuckled. It was music to the boy. He loved Sirius's laughter. A smile crept on his lips. "Are you ready now Harry? This might hurt." "Yes I am. You're such a worrywart. Don't. I'll be fine." Sirius gave Harry a light peck on the lips as Harry closed his eyes, preparing himself for the bite….. FLASHBACK END Harry smiled sadly to himself. If only Sirius was here. Things wouldn't have been this way. Maybe he wouldn't have had uncertain feelings for his Professor. Harry opened the door to Snape's office and closed it behind him. His hands started to sweat from his pores, as he recalled the whole incident last night. He inhaled slowly, as he sat on the opposite side of the sofa and rest his head against it. Harry hadn't got much rest in the night as sleep overtook him; his memories slowly played…. CONTINUED MEMORIES Harry gripped the demon's back, pain searing through his small body. He cried as Sirius quickly marked him, not wanting him to go through the hellish pain. For the demon, it was pleasure, but Harry's wellbeing was more important. Besides, he would get the best pleasure from a different end.… "Are you alright Harry? Sirius held the boy's face gently, his eyes searching. He used a clawed finger to wipe away the tears. "I'm okay." Harry smiled weakly. "Thank goodness." Sirius kissed the boy once more, savouring the increased saliva from the boy due to his cries. Harry wrapped his arms around well built body, loving the feeling. He timidly trailed small hands from his back, towards the chest downwards, feeling all his firm muscles. His hand came to a pause at Sirius's trousers. They both broke the kiss as they stared at each other needingly.. "U-Um…May I?" Harry eyed him uncertainly. Sirius laughed… "I thought you wanted this little one. Hmm?" Sirius quirked an eyebrow at the now embarrassed boy. "W-Well…" "Go ahead Harry. We both need this. Don't you?" Sirius reassured him. "Yes… I need this. I need you…" "Hmm…" Sirius gripped the boy's hand and gently guide it towards his hardened member. Harry gasped at the size. It was huge. "That's one of the benefits of being a dog-demon Harry." Sirius smiled loving at Harry, loving his innocent reactions. "Wow… W-Would it fit?" "We'll just have to try. Don't worry, I'll go slowly. But promise me this Harry, to never tell anyone of this. Not even Dumbledoor, even if he suspects something in the future." "Like I'd tell anyone…" Harry laughed softly. His hands found its way inside his trousers, gripping the large hard shaft. Sirius groaned. Harry's hands were too soft for a boy. Harry moved his hand on the shaft slowly as they both moaned in unison. "Harry…" Sirius breathed. He played with the boy's nipples again, earning sweet moans. Harry writhed against the soft beddings, his small cock now fully erect. "P-please touch me Siry…" Sirius loved that little name. He obeyed as his thick hand held the small shaft, slowly pumping the boy. "OOOOHHH…ooooohhh god… S-S-Siry…" Harry's hand now left the demon's cock, loving his own new pleasure.. Sirius smirked at the beauty below him. The boy was so perfect and so fuckable at this point. He paused his hand midway the pumping, hoping to see the boy stare at him. "Siry… Don't stop…" Lustful green eyes glared at dark eyes. Sirius continued as he saw those green orbs... END MEMORIES Harry jumped from the sofa as a voice bombed in his ear. Harry groaned not only from that, but from the sweet memories he had enjoyed.. "Sleeping on my sofa isn't the best thing at this time Potter." Severus voice was venom to Harry's ears compared to Sirius. When the hell did he even get here? "Would you mind telling me exactly who you were dreaming about…..Potter?" Severus crossed his arms, a smirk playing on his lips. "Eh!? N-No one in particular Sir." Harry turned his face away. He knew his cheeks gave some evidence. "I see." Severus walked towards his desk as he held something up for the boy to see. Harry's eyes widened. "Time For Session number two, Potter."