So Wrong, Yet So Right

He stared at the young boy on his bed, feeling an overwhelming power come over him. Thankfully, the boy was finally able to sleep soundly tonight. He stroked his hand through the boy’s platinum blond hair in a comforting manner, noticing a small smile form on those thin pink lips. He carefully studied the boy’s face, wondering what he was thinking about at that moment.

He wasn’t sure why, but he soon realized he was still running his hand through the boy’s soft hair. For some strange reason, his brain could not tell his hand to stop. He took a big gulp when his hand finally slipped away from the blond hair and rested on the boy’s pale cheek. He caressed the surface, finding his skin so delicate to the touch. He shifted his eyes over to the boy once more, hoping he wasn’t somehow disturbing his sleep.

The boy squirmed a little but never woke. He saw his eyelashes fluttering rapidly, aware that he was dreaming. He had no idea why he was suddenly so intrigued to know what type of dreams the boy held. He licked his lips, as he continued to caress the boy’s cheek. He suddenly noticed his thumb had a mind of its own, finding it slowly moving toward those thin pink lips he had seen hold a smile not too long ago. He took another gulp, feeling his throat particularly dry, as his thumb grazed over the boy’s mouth.

The boy softly moaned, slightly parting his lips. He froze, not able to remove his thumb as he stared at the sleeping form. He could only imagine what the boy would say if he found his thumb grazing his lips. He s held his breath when the boy slowly opened his eyes, staring curiously at the dark eyes watching him.

The young blond glanced down, noticing the thumb still firmly pressed against his lips. He shifted his eyes up at the man standing in front of him before slowly opening his mouth a little more to capture the thumb between his lips and sucking gently.

His breath hitched as the boy nibbled on his thumb, his gray eyes never leaving him. He then felt his tongue make an appearance, curious what he was going to do next. He knew he should stop it, but again, his body was just not listening to his brain. He simply stared at him, admiring the way his lips and tongue maneuvered over his thumb so adeptly.

He again swallowed, realizing his throat was still pretty dry, as more thoughts continued to plague his mind. He couldn’t believe his mind would even go there, but the thought of what the boy could do with that tongue in other places never left him. He let out a tiny moan when the thought ran through his head. He then raised his eyebrows in surprise, seeing the boy release his lips from his thumb and move them over to one of his other fingers.

The boy smiled at him, playfully kissing another digit, while again, never glancing away. He allowed the finger to move further inside his mouth, wanting to taste more of him. He had wanted this for so long, having many fantasies about the older man. He just couldn’t believe it was finally coming true.

He firmly bit down on his lip, not wanting to call out the boy’s name, as he lightly kissed down his arm. He fearfully shifted in his stance when he felt his cock twitch, knowing it was getting excited from the boy’s touch. But they couldn’t, could they?

“Yes,” the boy hissed, sitting up on his knees.

He curiously stared at him, wondering if he had actually said that last part out loud. As the boy moved closer to him, his cock doubled in size, awaiting a firm touch. He closed his eyes tightly, needing to calm his arousal down. There was no way they would go any further than this. Whatever this was.

When he opened his eyes again, he noticed the boy was only inches away from his lips, staring intently at him. He clenched his jaw, feeling his body tense, as he stared into those wondering gray eyes. Sure he had willpower, but how could he deny the boy’s unmistakable desire? Oh why did he have to run his hand through his soft, blond hair?

“Touch me,” the boy suddenly whispered, snapping him out of his thoughts and catching him off guard.

“Draco,” he sighed, before glancing away, wishing immediately he didn’t say his name when he felt his cock harden even more. “We…we can’t,” he quietly said.

Draco moved his hand closer to the man’s face, placing it softly on his cheek. He then licked his lips, never looking away from his eyes. “Touch me,” he demanded again.

“Your father-”

“Is in Azkaban,” he interjected.

“You haven’t slept in days,” he tried again, realizing he still wasn’t able to back away from the boy’s closeness. “You’re not thinking clearly.”

Draco slid his hand down toward the man’s mouth, pressing one of his fingers firmly on his lips. “I want you, and I know you want me,” he quietly said.

He fearfully shook his head, glancing over at his bedroom door, scared that someone would come in and see them. He knew he shouldn’t have students sleeping in his chambers, but the boy hadn’t been sleeping well, due to his fear of Death Eaters taking him away because of his father, so when he asked to stay the night, he readily agreed, knowing Draco always felt safer in his presence and would finally get some sleep.

He suddenly felt Draco’s hands wrap around his neck, their gaze never faltering. “You’re a student,” he gulped.

“I’m also seventeen,” he replied. “Which means I’m of legal age.”

“Draco,” he paused, feeling his cock throb again from saying his name. “Why…must you make this…so difficult?” he stammered, realizing he was starting to lose the fight with his lustful desires.

The boy smirked, knowing he had weakened him. He leaned in closer, allowing his lips to hover over the man’s ear, before whispering, “I’m so fucking hard, Severus. I need you to touch me, just as I know that you need me to touch you.”

Severus closed his eyes, hearing the words fill his head. That was definitely the final straw. There was no more getting around it. He grabbed the boy firmly in his grasp, pulling him closer to his chest, seeing him smile at the interaction. “You little brat,” he sighed, before darting forward and pushing his lips securely onto the boy’s.

Draco pushed himself closer, gripping the man’s neck tighter as their tongues dueled inside each other’s mouths, fighting for dominance. He then moved his hands toward his professor’s silky hair, tugging on it gently as their kiss intensified.

“Your father is going to kill me,” Severus murmured, lowering the boy back on the bed.

“Stop bringing him up,” Draco grunted, pulling his father’s best friend’s shirt over his head. “I really don’t need an image of my father in my head right now.”

Severus crashed his lips on the boy’s neck, smiling when he heard his tiny whimpers. He knew he had found one of his sensitive spots and decided to linger a bit longer, just to hear the moans escape the young blond’s lips.

“So…hard,” Draco panted, trailing his hands down the man’s bare back, fingernails lightly scratching the surface.

Severus moaned in pleasure, feeling the nails run down his back. He took another bite at the boy’s neck, sucking a bit harder. He then moved his hand under the boy’s shirt, gently caressing his smooth skin. He rubbed his palm over the blond’s nipple, feeling it quickly harden from his touch.

“Severus,” Draco hissed, thrusting his hips in the air, wanting more.

Severus pulled Draco’s shirt off, moving his mouth toward the erect pink nub below. He nibbled on it, hearing more groans coming from the young Slytherin. He flicked his tongue over the sensitive area before moving his other hand to the other nipple. As he continued to lick the one in his mouth, he fingered the other one until it was as hard as the first. He then moved his mouth toward the new hardened area, wanting to give the same attention he did for the other.

Draco bit on his lower lip, his cock pulsating below from the sensation of Severus’ tongue teasing his nipples. He needed his touch now, more than ever. He thrust again, hoping the man would understand his needs.

Thankfully, Severus got the hint, moving one of his free hands down the boy’s body and over toward the hardened member. He continued to tweak Draco’s nipple, biting on the other, as his hand stroked over the bulge under his trousers.

Draco loudly groaned when his professor’s hand finally made contact with his cock that was begging to escape from underneath his clothes. He saw black lustful eyes stare into his, bringing another round of pleasure inside. He then moved closer, meeting the man halfway, their lips touching once again in a searing kiss.

“Want you now, Severus,” Draco said, in between kisses.

That was enough for Severus, as he lowered his kisses down the boy’s chest, quickly unbuckling his trousers. He then reached inside the boy’s pants and smiled, finding his prize below.

Draco gasped as soon as the warm hand wrapped around his swollen member. He closed his eyes and began teasing his nipples, when he felt the first stroke from his professor.

Severus licked his lips as he watched the young blond play with himself, hurriedly taking control below. He ran his hand along the shaft, rubbing his thumb over the slit, feeling the beginning stages of the boy’s juices seep out from the action.

Not able to control his yearning for the boy’s taste any longer, he flicked his tongue over the slit, hearing Draco moan once again, louder than before. He basked in the taste of his beginning juices as he pushed the coated cock further inside his mouth, humming as he did so.

“Oh fuck,” Draco exclaimed, staring at the man’s mouth that was sucking him off. “Fuck, don’t stop,” he said again, falling back on the bed and staring at the ceiling, feeling the pressure mounting below.

The boy’s screams were increasing Severus’ own arousal, causing him to lower his hand to his own painful throbbing cock. He kept his tongue wrapped around the boy’s pulsing member as he tugged gently on his own, groaning from the sensation.

Draco, hearing his professor’s moans, lifted his head to look down below. Dark eyes shifted up to his gray ones, keeping their gaze on each other. Soon after, Severus released his hold on his own cock, bringing his hand up toward the boy’s mouth, while he continued to suck below.

The young blond smirked, taking one of his fingers inside his mouth and sucking on it ever so skillfully. He soaked the finger with as much saliva as he could, seeing the man move the wet finger toward his eager entrance.

After receiving a nod from his student, he pushed the slick finger into his hole, hearing the boy gasp from the intrusion. He cautiously watched his face as he slowly moved his finger in and out, wanting to stretch him a bit.

“Yes, Severus,” Draco grunted, enjoying both the sensation of the man’s lips around his cock, as well as the finger stretching him inside.

After a few more seconds, Severus pulled out his finger, this time wetting another digit with his own saliva, and pushed it back in with the newly wet one. He stared at his little Slytherin, hearing the boy’s cry for more.

He smirked around his cock, curling his fingers up and pressing them against the boy’s prostate.

“Gods, Severus,” Draco breathed out, as he closed his eyes and dropped his head back, enjoying the orgasmic feeling that was playing out with just his professor’s fingers ramming into his erogenous zone. “I’m gonna…come,” he whispered, thrusting more of himself into the man’s mouth.

Not wanting the boy to have his release yet, Severus pulled away from his trembling cock, hearing the unsatisfied groan from above. He stared up at his best friend’s son and slipped in another finger, again watching for any signs of discomfort. Thankfully, the boy looked satisfied with the three fingers pushing inside his entrance, preparing him for what was to come next.

Knowing he was completely stretched, he pulled out his fingers and knelt between Draco’s legs. He then grabbed his awaiting cock, directing it toward the newly stretched hole. He looked over at Draco once more, needing confirmation from the young blond.

Draco smiled at the man and nodded, understanding his concerns. When he felt Severus breach his entrance, he clenched his teeth and sucked in his breath, waiting for the man to completely sheath himself inside of him.

“You okay?” he caringly asked, stopping midway.

“Don’t stop,” Draco exhaled, allowing his body to relax more so his professor could hopefully slide in with more ease.

“So tight, Draco,” Severus bit out, slowly moving further inside, feeling the boy’s warm cavity begin to swallow him.

“I love the feel of your cock inside me, Severus,” Draco murmured, grasping onto the man’s shoulders.

Once fully inside, Severus began to thrust, listening to the grunts from his student. “So…frigging…hot,” he said, licking his lips as he watched the boy’s expressions change from pain to bliss in mere seconds.

“Harder, Severus,” Draco demanded, clenching around the man’s thrusting member.

“Don’t…do…that,” he panted, speeding up his thrusts. “I’m gonna come…if you…do that,” he continued.

Draco bit down on his lower lip, as the man shifted his position and began hitting his pleasure zone with full force. “Oh shit, oh shit,” he cried out, realizing it wasn’t long until he would reach his climax.

“Come for me,” Severus whispered, grabbing the boy’s fully erect cock and stroking it at the same rhythm of his thrusts.

“Call me…” Draco stopped, as he screamed in delight when another round of pleasantries hit him. “Want you…to call me…”

“What do you want, Draco?” Severus asked, pounding his cock further inside the boy’s tightness.

Draco tightly closed his eyes, aware that he was on the verge of his climax. “Call me…what you used to call me…when I was younger,” he managed to finally say through broken breaths.

Severus smiled as he slowed his action, wanting to hold off the boy’s release for just the moment. He leaned in, capturing the young blond’s lips with his own, before moving his mouth over toward the boy’s ear.

“Come for me, Little Dragon,” he softly whispered, smiling when he heard the boy moan in his ear.

He picked up his speed again, realizing his own orgasm wasn’t far behind. He could feel the boy’s cock tighten once more in his grasp and gave it one last tug, before hearing Draco cry out his name through orgasm as his juices spilled onto the man’s hand.

He gave one last thrust, screaming the boy’s name as his own seed poured into his warm cavern. He remained still, allowing the sensation to wash over him, before he slowly pulled out of the young Slytherin.

He dropped to the bed next to Draco and stared up at the ceiling, trying to steady his breath. He could hear the young boy next to him doing the same.

“So good,” Draco quietly stated, still looking up at the ceiling.

Severus nodded, feeling his heart return back to normal. He then rolled over, staring at the blond next to him.

Draco turned his head to the side, smiling at his professor. “Any regrets?” he asked.

Severus shook his head, brushing the sweaty strands of blond hair away from the boy’s face and staring into his gray eyes. “You?” he inquired.

“What do you think?” Draco grinned, as he moved in closer and kissed his professor on the lips.

“This doesn’t mean I’m giving you straight O’s in my class,” Severus smirked at his student, when they backed away from their kiss.

“Severus, Severus, Severus,” Draco sighed, shaking his head and wrapping his arm around his new lover. “You forget I already get straight O’s in your class,” he commented, snuggling up closer to him.

“Ah,” Severus nodded, wrapping his own arms around his favorite student and pulling him closer to his body. “I guess you don’t need to sleep with me to get good grades then.”

Draco smiled, turning to face his professor. “Guess not,” he whispered, kissing him once more and earning a pleasurable moan in return.

“And your father?” Severus murmured behind their kiss.

“I don’t sleep with him to get good grades, either,” Draco joked.

Severus backed away from the boy’s lips, narrowing his eyes. “Could you have given me any more of a disturbing image in my head?”

“Hey, you brought him up in bed, not me,” he smirked, snuggling up once again on his father’s best friend. “Stop thinking about my father and just think about me,” he added.

Severus sighed, tightening his hold around him. “This is so wrong, Draco, on so many different levels,” he whispered.

“Yet so right, Severus,” he softly replied, pressing his lips against the man’s once more. “So right.”