John Snape of HP

After making a decision for only a few seconds, John's rationality was defeated by the desire to drive him crazy.

——If you can't help it, you can't help it!Only Severus knew anyway!

"I know... let me go... let me go, I tell you!"

John couldn't figure it out.

Obviously it was Severus who needed him to teach, when he had the upper hand.But why now it turned into crying and shouting to teach Severus.

He should have thought a long time ago that Snape was a cunning poisonous snake!

——Think about it, Snape was the king of snakes at Hogwarts, commanding so many little snakes.

Snape waved his wand.

John found himself moving.

He endured it, trying not to distract himself, and said to Snape with difficulty, "Take off your clothes."

Snape didn't move, surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Hurry up!" John felt that his sanity was about to collapse. He speeded up his speech and said hurriedly, "Don't you want to do it? How to do it without taking off your clothes!"

This convinced Snape, who began to undress.

Just now, John's clothes were all shredded by Snape's silent "Rip to pieces".But Snape's clothes were still in good condition, except for some mess caused by John putting his hand in just now - overall it still looked neat.

John himself was naked, but Snape was still neat and tidy, watching him struggle - he felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at this scene.

Snape had only taken off his black robe, and John couldn't help it.He sat up, grabbed Snape's shirt and tore it forcefully—a tear, and under Snape's astonished gaze, the black shirt was scrapped.

"I can do it myself." Snape quickly tore John's hands away from his trousers - it seemed that John wanted to tear off his trousers too.

John waited for days and years, and finally Snape threw aside his trousers and wand with an awkward expression, leaving only his black underwear on, and leaned over to him again.

John immediately wrapped his arms around Snape's neck, blocking his lips.Grab his hand with his right hand and press it down/under himself.

"Help me." He said vaguely.

Snape now has a learning attitude, and began to follow suit obediently.

He imitated John's previous movements, clumsily kneading and rubbing with his palms - John's body immediately became tense, and an indistinct groan came out of his throat.

Good thing they were kissing.

John thought happily.

After a while, Snape stepped back suddenly, his lips parted from him, and his hands dropped.

"What's the matter?" John was not very happy, he was very anxious.

Snape backed away again, half-kneeling uncomfortably in front of the narrow seat, seeing him ready to lower his head, John's eyes almost fell out of fright.

"Wait, wait! You don't need this—you don't need to learn this!" John was about to jump up, stammering and speaking incoherently.

"This action is not elegant, but—" Snape paused for a few seconds, his voice still whispering like a cello, "You can do it, John, but I can't?"

Snape pursed his lips and looked at him deeply with deep black eyes, waiting for an answer.

——Who is the old bat who is on guard against others!Now he is even willing to help him like this!

John was momentarily moved and shocked speechless.

He never thought about asking Severus to help him XX!

Cough, just thinking about it in this way, he felt that he had to—

John quickly waved away his thoughts, and refused righteously: "No, no need. Let's continue—!"

He hesitated for a moment, then turned over with difficulty on the seat, pointed behind himself, gritted his teeth and said, "Come in!"

"..."

Snape's expression finally turned into an unconcealable stunned look.

John glanced back at his expression, and suddenly felt that his shyness and nervousness were nothing, and couldn't help laughing: "Severus, why hesitate, come on?"

Seeing that Snape still had a stiff face, he couldn't accept it, and reluctantly began to explain:

"You think... men and women are almost the same... and this is the same."

It was rare to see Severus frightened, and John felt uneasy at the same time as he wanted to laugh.

Originally, Severus was heterosexual, and although he liked him now, what if——he couldn't accept this kind of way between the same sex?

Will it become self-loathing?

John thought, and his expression became terrified and regretful.

"...When will your mind stop thinking wildly, and the giant spider will stop killing indiscriminately." Snape sarcastically said that he seemed to have regained his senses.

He put his hands on top of John, and some places were skin-to-skin, and he could feel the unusually hot body temperature of the other person.

He stroked John's waist awkwardly, not knowing how to proceed.

John took the initiative to turn around again, kissing Snape, stroking his body, helping him find the feeling.

The atmosphere gradually returned to ambiguity.

Snape has always maintained abstinence, and today he suddenly tasted the feeling, and his body quickly became excited again.

This time John didn't help him solve it, but turned around consciously, the meaning was self-evident.

Snape's breathing became short, and he looked at John with lust/lust.

This time he didn't hesitate.

The author has something to say: the picture of a modern professor on the black shirt reference copy √The nosebleed is about to fall off.