Having fun at Hogwarts

The prey is there, ready to be taken, if not voluntarily.

"Is it comfortable? Professor." Yao asked him softly.

The saliva of each other remained on the lips of the two of them, which looked shiny and moist.Snape looked away, but said nothing.

Seeing him like this from a distance, he even laughed softly.Make the person in the seat even more embarrassing.

The situation between the two of them is indeed difficult to evaluate. It has to be said that Snape's attitude after meeting Yao is at certain times the same as when he bowed his head and surrendered to Voldemort.

Avoid it if you can, and he won't use his omnipotent venom to find trouble for himself.Louis is already very difficult to deal with now, he doesn't know what will happen if he pissed him off.Is the pain materialized like that out of control?Or is it like being by Voldemort's side, unable to resist, and losing his life if he accidentally loses his life?He was not sure.

Being in doubt has become the situation caused by indulgence again and again. He clearly knows that escaping is not the best way to deal with the person in front of him.

But helpless.

"You always feel like the professor should say something, don't you?"

Snape breathed a sigh of relief, "What would you like me to say, Louis. Swearing after being slighted? I'd really like to do that and even jinx you a few times, if I can."

The professor's tone was soothing, "Perhaps you may be satisfied that I praised you for your good skills." His voice is always fascinating, whether it is a calm tone or subtle innuendo.

What could Haruka do with him, she just stared at his lips.He also said slowly, "That's comfortable." It seems that he has returned to the first topic.

At night, in the silence of the cellar, time passed slowly, so slowly that Severus was slightly surprised when he saw the grown figure of the person in front of him.

It is really rare for a living person to undergo a major transformation, especially in front of oneself.

Yao's long hair became longer and hung down at his waist, and his eyebrows and eyes were opened, so he enlarged it in proportion and added a little modification.He was finally willing to get up from the professor, and picked him up from the seat by the way.

When he got to the bedroom, the professor's fists were clenched.Louis wouldn't want to go on, he dared!

Snape thought angrily when he was thrown on the bed, but he was also apprehensive.

"I don't think Mr. Lewis has any immoral thoughts..."

"for example?"

After a moment of silence, Snape's clenched hand was opened again, and Remote's hand covered his and interlocked his fingers.Too much, he thought.

Everything is out of control, what should he do.Struggling violently, or resisting desperately.Snape found that his mind had never been so confused, even if he had the best sanity, he couldn't find a way to break the situation.

Haruka's lips pressed against her again.Severus' lips were bitter, bitter, just like himself.Bitter, sharp, and dry at the beginning, it reminds people of the dead wood in the woodshed, waiting to be burned by the fire.

Haruka found himself thinking too far.

He should concentrate on making the professor comfortable now, shouldn't he?

Gently, rubbing against each other over and over again, full of lingering meaning.He wanted to taste everything about this person in this way, to covet the suffering that makes people addicted and sink, and to extract the tasteless sweetness from it.

The hands are slowly clenched, I really want to turn into a beast and continue, but it's too much, isn't it?