[HP] warm

Harry felt Snape's thick palm move up and down his buttocks, that kind of touch with some pressure but gentleness made him tremble slightly.He wanted to show more backbone, but unfortunately, when the thin calluses of Snape's fingertips brushed over the sensitive part of his tailbone, the half-soft place where he had just gone down became more energetic than before. up.

Harry curled up his toes, grabbed the sofa cushion with his hands, suppressed the moan that almost overflowed, and covered his embarrassment with a roar, "What are you doing!"

"Never mind," Snape said succinctly, and before Harry knew what he meant, the truth came in a much hotter way.

Snapped!When the heavy slap fell on his buttocks, Harry burst into tears of pain, and was even more stunned.

In his long years, he has been injured many times and experienced pain many times, but this kind of experience of being pressed and slapped is unique.

Snape's slap was heavy, maybe some kind of magic was added, in short, when that slap landed, Harry felt that the overwhelming pain was unbearable, and he cried loudly.

"Let me go!" Harry struggled to get up, but was restrained by Snape's iron-like hand, and could only hear the rhythmic slapping sound.

"You dared to say that you were looking for someone else?" Snape's voice was as soft and smooth as ever, without a trace of anger, but the crackling and non-stop slaps made Harry unable to make any sound other than whimpering.

If Harry had been told before that he would cry from being slapped on the butt, he would have laughed at that person, but now it's happening in a very surreal way.

What's even more incredible is that, after the slap fell, besides the pain, another kind of commotion gradually emerged, and the place where he was sluggish at the beginning unknowingly became stronger, and even the front of his head was oozing out. dewdrops.

Harry felt the humiliation, and even more the shame.

What he should show at this time is anger, not excitement.

"I warned you, once you choose me, you can't have any thoughts of retreating. You can't stop halfway, and you can't change people temporarily." I don't know how long it took, but the pain that made Harry burst into tears finally stopped, Snape's voice was calm, but with a different sense of pressure, "You are mine, and only I can touch you."

Snape's fingers slowly drew circles on his buttocks, Harry felt a burning pain in his buttocks, but it was also extremely sensitive, the feeling of ice and fire made him weak and full of tears His face lay there slumped, his silent face pressed against the seam of his trousers.

He is willing to give him punishment, I really love him terribly.

But he doesn't care at all!

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but burst into tears again.

"Oh, little idiot." Just as Harry was feeling sorry for himself, a helpless sigh sounded, he felt Snape kiss his ear, and then adjusted the postures of the two of them, a big familiar guy arrived between his legs.

"Don't you think I don't want to?" The slender fingers moved mischievously on his sensitive parts, Harry was almost lost his soul by the tenderness, he leaned weakly on Snape's chest, staring blankly. Looking at his mouth opening and closing.

God, this is sexy as hell.

"Every time I see your alluring little ass dangling in front of me, watching you look at me with longing eyes, and unconsciously licking your lips, how I want to push you on the nearest chair," Speaking of this, Snape lowered his voice, but his words added some temptation, "I made you cry. But I held back, because it's not good for you. But you little idiot, bastard, you actually I never knew how to be grateful and considerate, let alone what is meant by good intentions! Tell me, should I teach you a lesson so that you can understand who can control you!" Snape's voice was still the same Soft, low, elegant and seductive, the stern calm was in stark contrast to the movements of his hands that made Harry unable to calm down, but they also drove Harry crazy.

Just these words made Harry almost come out, it was the first time he heard Snape express his inner feelings so directly, the words were full of meaning, yet he felt like his whole body was going to melt .

"Sev," he gripped the sofa cushion with his hands convulsively, whispering Snape's pet name in a low voice, the tears in his eyes couldn't help but fall.

However, this was not the only thing that surprised him.

Just when he was about to reach the top, Snape stopped suddenly, gave him a hot and lingering kiss before he started to protest, and after kissing him dizzy, picked him up and walked towards the bedroom , "It's time for you to understand something."

The author has something to say: The hard-working author is back, and I never thought that I would be disconnected from the Internet for nearly a month, so it is really uncomfortable to not be able to post anything after writing.

I finally came to install the broadband today, thank you Yingting's Unicom brother.

In other words, last night I dreamed that the article was banned, and the bottom was full of small red bars. Mo, I was depressed for a long time in the dream, and I woke up feeling melancholy, thinking, I should not have written so many banned meat...

＞＜That's all for this article, this, the rest, at worst, put it in the custom printing, where it will make up various weights.I really don't dare to post here, my face is full of inner cows, and there is always a feeling of guilty conscience.

The next article will be about Draco and Ron, and the next one will probably be about Hermione and the dog godfather. In short, the purpose of this article is that everyone is very happy＼（＾o＾）／～Well, what kind of " Happiness" is full.

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I was dealt a license, so I worked hard to modify it.

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125. Draco & Ron...

When Draco came out of the shower, Ron was sitting on the sofa with his back turned to him.

"Ron!" Draco yelled, frowning, and the only answer was a vague hum.

"How many times have I told you, don't keep stuffing things in your mouth, and also, dry your hair immediately after you take a shower, I don't expect you to clean up your chicken coop, but don't always follow Ha Leigh is so messy that people can't stand it, okay..." You don't need to get close to know what he is doing, Draco muttered habitually, and then walked over and pulled the towel off his neck, thinking nonchalantly Covering Ron's head, he rubbed it roughly.

It was an ordinary summer afternoon, two years since the Dark Lord disappeared, everything was fine, no one was imprisoned, no one was injured, everyone was living in peace and happiness.

The Malfoys still don't like the Weasleys, you can never expect Lucius Malfoy and Arthur Weasley to sit down for a drink in peace, they're not the kind to be friends, even now Meeting in the Ministry of Magic will still give each other a cold look, but they have already acquiesced in the relationship between Ron and Draco.

Only those who have gone through that period of war will understand how important family is.

As long as Draco was happy, nothing else mattered.

The Weasley family also had a similar idea, so Arthur could calmly accept that during the holidays, Draco and Harry sat at their own dining table to have breakfast, and Lucius was also used to his Quidditch field being full of people. The unseemly laughter of the redheads.

Ron was invited to stay at Malfoy Manor for a week or longer this time. Of course, it is also possible that this vacation ended early because of an inexplicable quarrel. Given his awkward lifestyle with Draco, this also Not impossible.

"You're blocking my eyes!" Ron muttered dissatisfiedly, because of the thing in his mouth, the anger in his voice was not very clear.

He had played Quidditch with Draco just now, and the summer sun was knocking him out, so they came back quickly and went to the bathroom to shower.

Compared with the outrageously luxurious and dazzling number of toiletries in Malfoy's house, Ron's understanding of bathing is much simpler. It is nothing more than taking off clean, standing under the tap, humming and rushing for 5 minutes, and then wrapping it in a towel It is enough to come out.

So he took a shower half an hour faster than Draco.

When Ron came out, he just came across the new issue of the Potion Journal sent by the owl, so he sat cross-legged on the sofa and turned over very comfortably, without noticing that his hair was dripping with water.

Draco was very dissatisfied with Ron's habit of living like a pig if he said it nicely or simply put it ugly. In fact, if he hadn't pushed Ron into the bathroom, Ron who was sweating profusely wouldn't have When taking a shower, he would just pretend to be dead and lie on the sofa, naturally waiting for the sweat to dry.

"If you had blow-dried your hair just now, do you think I'd do it again!" Draco said angrily, but he lifted his hand holding the towel slightly, revealing his face.

"But, I like you to help me." It was half coquettish and half perfunctory, mixed with the sound of slobbering.

Although he knew that most of what he said was learned from Hermione, Draco had to admit that it sounded very useful.Hermione is currently editing a book called "How to Make Your Lover Love You More", although it seems to Draco that this is downright boring and does not meet Hermione's IQ level at all, but it is a pity that Hermione I take it seriously and call it a great book