To Pleasure a Potions Master

Disclaimer: I own only the situation and Leah. The rest belongs to the lovely JK Rowling.


A/N:This is just a one shot. This story is from the same universe as my fic \'Out of Nowhere.\' If you haven\'t read that story, you might just peek over at it because a few things might not make sense. OoN is a het story, and will remain so, but Leah kept screaming at me that she wanted some hot male on male action. So, to appease her, this side shot was born. If you like it, please review!!

Leah and Remus were sitting at the kitchen table at Grimmauld Place, both were on their second margarita, and Remus had conjured up a deck of cards. The duo was on their fifth hand of Mexican Poker when the floo turned green and Severus stepped through. The sight that met him would have caused lesser men to fall to their knees in laughter, but not Snape. He merely raised an eyebrow when they turned to look at him; a single playing card stuck each of their foreheads.

The young woman giggled and motioned for him to sit at the end of the table between them. “We’re playing Mexican Poker; want to be dealt in the next hand?”

As he took his seat, he snorted. “Not bloody likely. It seems you are going out of your way to look like a complete idiot, and I simply do not do ‘idiot’.”

The werewolf chuckled and Leah howled with laughter. “Well, can we tempt you with a drink?”

He looked pointedly at the frozen concoction in their salt rimmed glasses and replied, “Not if that’s what you mean by drink. I will, however, have a fire whiskey if there’s any in this hovel.”

Again, Leah giggled as Remus got up and grabbed a glass for the dark wizard and an unopened bottle of Ogden’s Old. “What brings you to Grimmauld, Severus?” Remus asked as he poured the drink.

After taking a sip Snape answered, “Albus requested that I come and see to it that Leah here is getting settled, the meddling old fool.”

The young woman raised her glass said, “Here, here! He is a meddler, isn’t he? I mean, I’m here for the weekend, just to get away from the castle.”

“You’d think that he was afraid I didn’t know how to treat a lady,” Remus chimed in.

Snape and Leah both snorted. “I don’t see a lady anywhere Remus. Are you sneaking women in just to see my reaction?” Leah asked with false suspicion.

Remus just shook his head and dealt another round of cards. After several more hands, and three more margaritas, Leah and Remus were both getting a bit tipsy. Finally, Severus got bored just watching the sharp tongued woman and the werewolf’s antics, and he stepped outside.

He pulled a long black box from one of the pockets of his robe and opened it. Inside laid an ebony pipe. He pulled it out as he was reaching into one of his other pockets to find his tobacco. Once he found the black pouch containing his smoke, he packed the bowl and lit it with the tip of his wand. The dark wizard could hear the entirely too loud laughter at the table as he settled himself in the porch outside of the kitchen.

All too soon, it got very quiet inside, and all he could hear was murmuring. The door flew open and Leah stepped out, sniffing the air. “I’d have never pegged your for a dope-head, Severus,” she grinned, flushed from too much liquor.

“I have no idea what you are talking about,” he drawled as he took another drag.

“Of course you don’t,” she answered as she plucked the pipe from his fingers.

Leah took a drag and closed her eyes and she held it in. She exhaled slowly and looked at the wizard. His eyes narrowed and he took his pipe back. “Oh, come on! You can’t tell me that you are going to sit back here with a pipe full of weed and aren’t going to share! I mean, if you’ve got your own papers, I could just roll up a doobie and then you could have your pipe all to yourself,” she offered, innocence etched all over her young face.

He sighed at her offer and gave her the pipe back. Finally, Remus came out carrying the margaritas. “Ah, I see you’ve discovered Severus’ only bad habit.”

Leah, who was already feeling the effects of the marijuana only laughed. “He’s not the only one, Remus.”

Severus sat on the porch sharing his pipe with Leah while she chatted quietly with Remus. He was not inclined to enter the conversation, and neither invited him in, so it worked out well. Somehow, the conversation turned to former sexual partners and things they did to drive you insane.

“So, Remus, I know that you’ve had at least one mate that was male. Did you ever let him top?”

The werewolf blushed at the straightforward question before answering. “Well, no, he always bottomed. The wolf is the alpha male, so bottoming is out of the question.”

“Well, what about before like people who weren’t your mates? I mean, you did grow up in the 70’s where free love was the thing, and everyone experimented.”

Severus laughed at her question, though he didn’t mean to. “What?” She and Remus asked at the same time.

“What on earth does ‘free love’ have to do with someone being bi-sexual or not?”

“What does it not have to do with it? I mean think about it. It’s 1978 and you’re a randy 18 year old who really needs to get laid or get some head or something. Did it really matter back then which hole you were poking?”

“If any,” Severus muttered bitterly before taking another drag from his pipe.

“Oh Remus! Severus has never been with another man!”

“I am decidedly straight,” the dark man growled.

Leah leaned against his shoulder and plucked the pipe from his long fingers. “And just how would you know if you’ve never even kissed another man? I think you should kiss Remus and see.”

“Oh no!” Remus answered. “You aren’t dragging me into this!”

The young woman snickered and sat in Severus lap. “What you are telling me is that you’ve never wondered what it would be like to have your massive cock straining against Lucius Malfoy’s tonsils?”

Severus raised an eyebrow. “Malfoy? The same Malfoy that got me kicked in my bits?”

Leah had the grace to blush at his last question. “Yes, the same Malfoy. You must admit he really is pretty, a little too pretty to be straight if you ask me, but still pretty. I bet his lips are as soft as a rose petal. Imagine that ghosting across your turgid cock.”

Severus sat stock still as the young woman talked, hardly believing what was coming out of her mouth. Remus, on the other hand, was extremely turned on. He knew firsthand the difference between a man attached to your cock and a woman.

“Think about a pair of soft hands, such as Malfoy’s, gently tugging at your balls and stroking your ass cheeks. A man knows what a man likes in that area better than the best woman, wouldn’t you think?”

At this question, Remus moaned. He was drunk and extremely turned on by her naughty talk. Severus, however, was still unmoved, high as he was. “I do believe I’ll stick to women, thank you very much,” he answered sarcastically.

Leah decided to change tactics at bit. “Well, tell me this, my dark knight. Do you find it incredibly arousing to watch?”

He raised an eyebrow at her question. “Would you get off right now if I slithered off of your lap and buried my face in Remus’ crotch? If you could see my eyes as I take inch after inch of another man down my throat would you come in your pants?”

Severus resolve broke at the question and his fully erect cock answered for him as it poked Leah in the backside. “Mmm…” she answered as she ground into him, “I thought so. Let Remus introduce you to another pleasure of the flesh tonight and I’ll do anything you want me to do to or with you. I have a weakness for incredibly hot men doing wicked things to each other.”

Again Remus groaned, and Leah felt, more than heard Severus’ rumbling response. She got up and moved to his side, motioning Remus over. The werewolf was incredibly turned on by the conversation and knelt at Severus’ feet. Obsidian and amber locked and he gave Remus a nod.

Severus’ body thrummed with anticipation thanks to the drugs flowing through his system. Leah tucked a stray lock behind his ear and whispered, “Just close your eyes and enjoy this Severus. I assure you that you will.”

He laid his head against the back of the chair he was in and closed his eyes. Leah smirked at the werewolf down on his knees as she pulled up a short stool. “Tell me what you like, Severus. Do you like it when you are touched through your pants?” Leah asked, her voice taking on a sultry tone.

Remus reached up and gently ran his fingers over the tent in Severus black trousers. The dark man groaned in response. “I thought so,” she whispered breathily against the shell of his ear.

The werewolf was practically salivating to get his mouth around the large prick still trapped in layer upon layer of cloth. He reached up and unbuckled Severus’ belt, unbuttoning his trousers and slowly sliding the zipper down.

Leah slid her hand across his chest remembering just how sensitive his nipples were. She tweaked first one and then the other. “Shall we go on?” She questioned.

Severus’ only answer was to lift his hips and allow Remus to slide his trousers and pants down. His cock stood at complete attention after the offending clothing was finally removed. It’s purple head and leaking tip a testament to any who should see just exactly what this young woman could do to even the most in control man.

Remus ran his calloused hand gingerly up the shaft and back down. Then, he swallowed the sizeable organ almost to the base. Severus’ pleasure was increased ten fold as the werewolf began to bob his head.

Leah began to whisper again. “Severus, you should see how beautiful Remy is with your cock down his throat. If you looked at him, I bet you’d come right now. I bet he could take every hot, sticky squirt of your come and swallow every drop.”

The dark wizard was caught up in the talented mouth surrounding his cock. He’d never been given head quite this good before. He turned slowly toward the young woman’s voice and opened his eyes. There was a feral look on her face as their eyes met. Leah leaned down to say something else, but the back of her head was caught in the crook of a muscular arm and dragged quickly down into a searing kiss.

She abruptly pulled back and smirked. “You’ll get your turn at pleasuring later. Right now, just focus on getting yours.”

He lay his head back again and listened to her tell him how beautiful Remus was with a cock in his mouth. She kept telling him that he should look and he was sure to come. Still, he resisted.

Remus reached up and gently cupped the taller man’s balls. He rolled them between his fingers as he began to hum slightly. The werewolf was thoroughly enjoying himself. He was also living out one of his unvoiced fantasies.

Severus eyes squeezed shut as he felt the pressure in his balls begin to build. He knew he was going to have a mind blowing, bone melting orgasm. Remus began taking him deep in his throat as he hummed louder.

“Look into his eyes, Severus. Let him see you when you come,” Leah whispered as she gently nibbled on his ear lobe.

The dark wizard gave in, his orgasm imminent, and looked down at the man sucking his cock. As Remus locked gazes with him, Severus decided that those amber eyes hovering just above the thick patch of pubic hair was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.

His eyes rolled back in his head, his toes curled, and his hands clenched the arms of the chair so tight his knuckles were white as he lifted his hips and thrust once, twice, three times deep into Remus’ mouth before spilling his essence with a strangled cry.

The werewolf swallowed quickly as thick ropes of semen spurted into his mouth. He kept swallowing until Snape gently pushed him away. One last squirt erupted as Remus backed away from Severus’ dick. It landed squarely on the wolf’s chin. As Severus laid his head back, panting, Leah grinned devilishly at Remus.

The tall wizard looked at the man who’d just give him the best blow job in his life, noticing a bit of semen on his chin. Leah reached down and swiped her finger across it, then stuck it in her mouth. Both men groaned appreciatively at the act. “My, my Severus, you do taste good with a little Remus.”