Punishment

So this is a One Shot based on my Ron/Snape/Luna pairing from Nothing Really Matters...
You don't have to have read the other two stories but I think you would like them if you do.


Punishment


Was he wearing tighter trousers on purpose? Was his voice being this silky just to terrorise him? Ron couldn't make his mind answer any of these questions as his Potions Professor bent to pick a book from a low shelf. Ron's mouth filled with saliva as he saw the defined muscles in his lover's backside contract as he went to stand back up. This was it, he had to be doing it on purpose. He always had his books ready on his desk before the lesson even started, he could have just levitated them to where he wanted them but he didn't. Be bent over for the class, and more specifically Ron, to see his bottom in plain view. The room was getting too hot. It was June and even though the class were in the cool dungeons, the heat of the sun coming through the small windows at the top of the class weren't doing Ron any favors. His skin felt prickly and he wanted to jump the desk infront of him, the meaningless wood that was baring him from ravishing his lover's pale glorious skin. Fuck. He didn't know what to do, he was trying to make notes, he had to pass this class. If he wanted to do his masters in defense then there would be no choice but why oh why did Severus Snape have to teach the one class he was hell bent on getting a good grade in.

Severus couldn't look at him. His dark blue eyes were hooded and seemed to follow him with a passionate and possessive look at made his skin contract around his entire body. He couldn't breath, he could even open his mouth to cast the spell he needed to get the book on the desk. He had sent them upon their task of writing notes simply because he couldn't talk. Not while Ron was in the room and his tongue was wetting his lips reminding him of last night with Ron's tongue laving over his skin in little circle and then coming to an end and ...OH FUCK. Severus thought he might cum, right them without any help from hands. Just the friction of his robes and the imaginary taste of Ron's mouth.

"Professor?" Whore. Why do you have to say that so coquettishly with your eyes darker then I have ever seen them and your skin so flushed. Snape couldn't keep these thoughts out of his head. He just stared at the red headed beauty, daring him to ask again. All he got in return was a smirk from Miss. Granger and a pining, pleading look from his lover. "Sir, could I go to Madam Pomfrey? I'm feeling very feint." Hew said, fanning himself with a look of pure sexual desire that it seems no-one else in the room had seen. His lips pouted slightly, his bottom lip protruding to show the bite mark that Severus had left on the inside of Ron's mouth last night. The little mark that he wouldn't have seen was it not for his earlier recollection.


"No," he choked at not looking the Weasley boy in the eye, trying desperately to hang on to the last shred of decency he had. "You may however, step into the store cupboard - I have had to leave a window open and I think you may be able to catch your breath in there." He was proud of himself, he hadn't looked the boy in the eye. He hadn't looked turned on and he hadn't looked as if he might tear Ron's clothes off he came anywhere near him. "Well, be quick about it." He snapped giving Ron a look that wasn't lust or love or comforting or even caring it was just anger. This made Ron stop in his tracks, he hadn't seen that look since before the Quidditch match and he hadn't wanted to see it again. He rushed to the door of the store room and when closing the door behind him he took a deep breath, that surprisingly enough helped. The cool shadowy air that blew softly through the small window opposite him was doing nothing to his erection but he had quite genuinely needed to calm himself down - he did feel like he was going to feint. He went and sat with his back against the cool wall of the dungeon, like he had done when he had had quidditch practice last week and had over heated so much that even Severus touch had caused his to swoon. He pulled his school shirt off and pushed his back as far into the wall as he possibly could feeling the cool surface amend his temperature.

"You whore, you fucking slut." Ron hadn't heard Severus enter the room, he didn't know that he was being watched as he took his top off revealing the muscles that were so well defined Severus liked to think Michealangelo carved them himself. "You know what you do to me, when we are stuck in there. When I can't touch you and I can;t shout at you and I can't rip your fucking clothes off." Serverus was stalking him walking slowly but surely so that when he had finished what he had to say, he was against Ron. His hands either side of his head, clutching his hair and his finger painfully resting against the cold hard wall behind him.


"You don't think that I'm not tortured by this as well?" Ron snapped back, so close to Severus' face that their lips touched for the barest of moments and made them both grown. "You don't think that the tightness of your trousers, your smooth perfect lips and you bending over don't make me want to fuck you over the desk with the whole class watching." Severus gasped, he didn't know why but the extreme voyeurism in Ron's statement pushed him further towards exploding in his trousers. "You like that don't you, obfirmo you like the thought of me ramming into you and the whole of your class watching. over the desk with all of their eyes on you, your beautiful form as your bum curves over the edge of the desk and my cock rams into your hole so fast that you can't even feel whether I'm going in or coming out." Ron's words had done it, Severus' hands were down Ron's trousers before Ron had even gotton his zipper open. They were furiously pumping each other at the picture they had created for each other.

Ron went first, ribbons of his cum out pouring onto his Professors hand as he whispered the older man's name and faltered in his stroke against the cock infront of him. In that exquisite release, Ron fell to his knees and opened the trousers infront of him more so that he could access the prize inside. He took Severus to the hilt, make the back of his throat massage the older man through his orgasm and swallowing the slick bitter liquid that graced his tongue.


"Collapse." was all that Severus said as he came back to earth. "You're going to have had to feinted to I will have to levitate you to Poppy." Without a word Ron did as he was told, still feeling limp and lifeless as his prgasm sent shocks through him minutes after it had happened.


"Aloha Mora" Severus whispered at the door and it swung open as Ron's body glided through the air towards the classroom. Severus could hear the gasps and the whispers before he entered the classroom and thought to himself that this was the third time in a fortnight that Ron had 'feinted' and that they would have to come up with some sort of plan from now on.

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Ahh, mindless porn.
My favorite.
Hope you all enjoyed it.


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