Hogwarts & The Sex-Ed Teacher
folder
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
3,455
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
3,455
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Passions
Chapter Six: Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film. --Unknown
Sable was carried gently into Hogwarts in Remus’ arms with official entourage in tow. As they were absorbed into the milling throng Severus turned his attention to Bastian. Obsidian eyes gazed into his lovers seeing passion and desire reflected there. In less than a heartbeat silent volumes were spoke and gentle insistent arms pulled him close.
In a rustle of silk Severus found himself lying on black satin sheets, in a room he had never seen before. A massive four poster ultra-king-size bed dominated the room. Ebony wood intricately carved with snakes that seemed to writhe beneath your gaze. At each corner black heavy velvet drapes were held open by clasps resembling silver snakes with emerald eyes that flashed with reflected light from the flickering fire.
“You’re a quick study aren’t you” purred Sev. **Generally folk believed apparating was impossible within the walls of Hogwarts however food apparated from the kitchens and how did the fools think the house-elves got around** Sev scoffed to himself.
Bastian gave Sev a predatory look and removed his cloak. With a simple hand motion Severus’ joined his and neatly hung itself away. **sigh. Not just drop dead sexy but tidy too** All the while Bastian was slowly undressing his way across the room, while the clothes obediently returning to their places. Severus was beginning to feel seriously overdressed.
Slipping from the satin draped bed he stood captivated. Smooth cream tapered fingers caressed the neck of his undercoat, absently wondering why he ever felt it necessary to have so many blasted buttons. Gradually under Bastian’s appreciative gaze the layers fell away. Until the flickering flames burning in the hearth cast golden kisses across their torsos.
With feather light caresses and kisses tenderly exploring and savouring they roused each other desperate to satisfy the hunger only they could feed and only they could satisfy. Reluctantly eventually they broke from their frantic administrations when breathing became a necessity they could no longer ignore.
Bastian gently brushed Sevs cheek as he reached to untie the black leather cord tying back Severus’ hair. Soft black hair free of its restraint tumbled over his cream shoulders. He had taken to tying it back now that it fell past his shoulders, and it stayed cleaner when kept away from the potion fumes.
In one smooth motion Severus was turned his back against his lover’s chest as golden arms held him close one binding his chest whilst the others nimble fingers teased at the belt of his trousers. Sev surrended to sensation his head rolling to one side where it rested on Bastians shoulder. Eyes closed he pressed back against obvious need.
Warm breathe caressed his cheek “We’ve been good, time for bad” Bastian tasted the perfect exposed arch of neck where he knew Severus would just puddle if he wasn’t held upright.
“Open your eyes” he commanded. On cue a huge tapestry covering one wall tumbled to the floor. Severus was shocked but when he realised it wasn’t magical mentally sniggered at his lovers’ ingenuity. “A mirror, how, Slytherine of you”
Bastian ran an appreciative hand across Sevs torso admiring his body before the mirror, trim taunt and courtesy of a daily spell totally hairless and smooth. Absently Sev noticed his trousers had puddled at his feet. Bastian lifted him gently in his massive arms sufficiently for them to scurry off and hang themselves away, delighted to find Sev under garment free.
Severus was mesmerised. Ebony skin pure and free of blemish soft as the petals of a new rose, green and gold eyes filled with diamond fire and wanton desire for only him gazed over his shoulder and locked on his.
**Praise be to Salazar that is was Saturday**
Severus leant desperately into the gentle caresses whilst a voice of pure poisoned honey called his name and muttered tender sentiments. He felt safe, needed, wanted, and … loved.
Severus gave up thinking, to surrender to unbridled passion. Eager hands sought out hungry flesh. Flushed naked bodies tangled together. Absorbed in the feverish discovery of each other they moaned their needs. Body urgently rubbed against body and shaft against shaft.
Gasping for air Severus struggled with his inner demons. “Please” He begged huskily eyes still closed begging it to never end “Please” His last word was devoured by glorious lips.
Through the fog of passion his body took him for a ride on a roller coaster of surrender, his lovers breath upon his skin, the warmth of an insistent body against his own demanding release and the scent of sex in the air. The stirring in his soul made his breath catch in his throat.
Sable was carried gently into Hogwarts in Remus’ arms with official entourage in tow. As they were absorbed into the milling throng Severus turned his attention to Bastian. Obsidian eyes gazed into his lovers seeing passion and desire reflected there. In less than a heartbeat silent volumes were spoke and gentle insistent arms pulled him close.
In a rustle of silk Severus found himself lying on black satin sheets, in a room he had never seen before. A massive four poster ultra-king-size bed dominated the room. Ebony wood intricately carved with snakes that seemed to writhe beneath your gaze. At each corner black heavy velvet drapes were held open by clasps resembling silver snakes with emerald eyes that flashed with reflected light from the flickering fire.
“You’re a quick study aren’t you” purred Sev. **Generally folk believed apparating was impossible within the walls of Hogwarts however food apparated from the kitchens and how did the fools think the house-elves got around** Sev scoffed to himself.
Bastian gave Sev a predatory look and removed his cloak. With a simple hand motion Severus’ joined his and neatly hung itself away. **sigh. Not just drop dead sexy but tidy too** All the while Bastian was slowly undressing his way across the room, while the clothes obediently returning to their places. Severus was beginning to feel seriously overdressed.
Slipping from the satin draped bed he stood captivated. Smooth cream tapered fingers caressed the neck of his undercoat, absently wondering why he ever felt it necessary to have so many blasted buttons. Gradually under Bastian’s appreciative gaze the layers fell away. Until the flickering flames burning in the hearth cast golden kisses across their torsos.
With feather light caresses and kisses tenderly exploring and savouring they roused each other desperate to satisfy the hunger only they could feed and only they could satisfy. Reluctantly eventually they broke from their frantic administrations when breathing became a necessity they could no longer ignore.
Bastian gently brushed Sevs cheek as he reached to untie the black leather cord tying back Severus’ hair. Soft black hair free of its restraint tumbled over his cream shoulders. He had taken to tying it back now that it fell past his shoulders, and it stayed cleaner when kept away from the potion fumes.
In one smooth motion Severus was turned his back against his lover’s chest as golden arms held him close one binding his chest whilst the others nimble fingers teased at the belt of his trousers. Sev surrended to sensation his head rolling to one side where it rested on Bastians shoulder. Eyes closed he pressed back against obvious need.
Warm breathe caressed his cheek “We’ve been good, time for bad” Bastian tasted the perfect exposed arch of neck where he knew Severus would just puddle if he wasn’t held upright.
“Open your eyes” he commanded. On cue a huge tapestry covering one wall tumbled to the floor. Severus was shocked but when he realised it wasn’t magical mentally sniggered at his lovers’ ingenuity. “A mirror, how, Slytherine of you”
Bastian ran an appreciative hand across Sevs torso admiring his body before the mirror, trim taunt and courtesy of a daily spell totally hairless and smooth. Absently Sev noticed his trousers had puddled at his feet. Bastian lifted him gently in his massive arms sufficiently for them to scurry off and hang themselves away, delighted to find Sev under garment free.
Severus was mesmerised. Ebony skin pure and free of blemish soft as the petals of a new rose, green and gold eyes filled with diamond fire and wanton desire for only him gazed over his shoulder and locked on his.
**Praise be to Salazar that is was Saturday**
Severus leant desperately into the gentle caresses whilst a voice of pure poisoned honey called his name and muttered tender sentiments. He felt safe, needed, wanted, and … loved.
Severus gave up thinking, to surrender to unbridled passion. Eager hands sought out hungry flesh. Flushed naked bodies tangled together. Absorbed in the feverish discovery of each other they moaned their needs. Body urgently rubbed against body and shaft against shaft.
Gasping for air Severus struggled with his inner demons. “Please” He begged huskily eyes still closed begging it to never end “Please” His last word was devoured by glorious lips.
Through the fog of passion his body took him for a ride on a roller coaster of surrender, his lovers breath upon his skin, the warmth of an insistent body against his own demanding release and the scent of sex in the air. The stirring in his soul made his breath catch in his throat.