[HP] Subversion - Destined

"Woo... Sif..." I bit his shoulder angrily, I want you to fuck you slowly and reservedly! "Hurry up! Is there something wrong with your ability?" I glanced at his lower body, his movements paused, and I continued to provoke him maliciously, "Don't lift?"

"...Are you questioning me?" Snape's deep hoarse voice was full of sexy and sensational seduction.

I ignored those dangerous elements, raised my eyebrows in a rather Slytherin way, and blurted out a thoughtless answer: "Uh huh, assuming you can prove your ability, Mr. Snape."

As if I heard the sound of rational disconnection, and then Snape pulled out his finger, I excitedly felt a certain hot part against the acupuncture point, and the heat in my whole body rushed to my lower body. "Well, asyourwish." And then that hot thing went through me.

"Ahhhhhh——" The tearing pain instantly pulled me back from desire to reality, "It hurts—you bastard! Get out! Get out for me!!" The muscles all over my body were tense, and I raised my head in pain , tightly strangled his arm.

"Damn... relax! This is the result of your own urging!" Snape couldn't hold back, while cursing in a low voice, his hands touched every sensitive part of my body very gently.

"No! I won't do it! You go out...uh..." He pressed my head to seal my protest with a kiss. I didn't last long, and I collapsed on the bed due to the feeling of suffocation.His lips were down, his rough tongue licked every inch of skin wantonly, the tip of his tongue brushed over the milk beads again and again, the itchy feeling stimulated the painful nerves, bringing a strange pleasure. "Sev..." I tried to relax and pushed his shoulder.

Snape put his hands on my sides and stared deeply into my eyes: "Are you awake?" He frowned and began to twitch.

"Don't move." I held him and didn't let him leave my body. I desperately needed something to fill the empty and confused pain from the scar. Only the desire to feel him expanding in my body could bring I feel safe, those predestined things in the future haven't happened yet, I haven't lost him, I'm not alone..."Don't move." I gritted my teeth and warned, leaned forward, wrapped my arms around his neck, and leaned my head against his neck. On his shoulders, the gesture rubbed deeper into my buried desire.

Snape gasped impatiently, "Hoo...Harry..." Just a call full of desire made me half-throat, but the prickling on my forehead reminded me that there were more important things.

"Don't move!" I warned him again, "Don't move, Sev, I'm still in pain." The blood played a certain role in lubrication, and the increasingly itchy feeling in my body made me twist my waist unconsciously.

"You...damn it!" Snape gasped and gnashed his teeth and pinched my buttocks: "Assuming you remember that I'm a Potions Master... Don'tlietome!" His hand slid gently down my spine , successfully caused me to tremble. "It still hurts? Huh?" He held the part of his head that had raised his head at some point, and rubbed it delicately.

"Ah—" The momentary pleasure made me shrink my back, Snape moaned comfortably, but then I bit his shoulder hard again, "I said don't move! I have something very important to talk to you."

"You really know how to choose the time, Mr. Potter. Who jumped on me like a female cat in heat just now?" Snape angrily snapped, "Or are you trying to test my endurance?"

I ignored his metaphor and chuckled, "I have my sincere admiration for your endurance, Mr. Snape."

"Hmph, should I be more grateful for the compliment? I hope your so-called 'important things' don't mean those chaotic, noisy, running around like a swarm of flies, otherwise..." Snape suddenly pushed hard.

"Yeah—don't, don't, listen to me!" I felt that even my voice was trembling, until the posture of the two of them became stiff again.I tried my best to look serious, raised my head and looked directly at his black pupils that couldn't see the desire but were so deep that people could not extricate themselves, and started the topic that I had never dared to think about or ask for proof: "Sev, you Tell me the truth, how long will Dumbledore live?"

As expected of a master of Occlumency, even in this situation, his expression still hasn't changed at all. If it weren't for our bodies being so close together, I wouldn't have noticed his sudden muscle stiffness. Even so, he adjusted immediately , raised his eyebrows and looked at me indifferently: "Oh, over 100 years old, he has lived long enough, hasn't he? Maybe I should remind him to write an epitaph for himself as soon as possible?"

Ignoring his sarcasm, I said to myself: "I accidentally saw a memory fragment of your quarrel in the Pensieve. He wanted to win Voldemort's trust in you through his own death, right?" There were more than he had imagined, and Snape fell silent, as if wondering what else I had. "I don't know if Marie told you that the soul piece in my brain can be connected to Voldemort's thinking (only when I mentioned those three words, I felt him shake slightly), when he was very emotional, I I can see some scenes, the dream I had in the bathroom that day actually happened before... to cultivate Harry Potter for Voldemort, huh."

Maybe my tone made him misunderstand something to a certain extent. He opened his mouth as if to explain, but he didn't make a sound in the end.I casually painted the scars on his body with one hand, grabbed his hand with the other hand and wrapped it around my body, twisted my waist and cruelly kept him erect, "I believe in you Sev, I have always believed in you , even if you kill Dumbledore in the end, I won't doubt it, but there is one thing I don't quite understand..." Feeling my throat getting dry, I swallowed, "I don't understand, Voldemort already trusts you a lot , is there still a need for such a play?"

"He doesn't trust me." Snape took my words almost immediately, his voice hoarse like Parseltongue, "he doesn't trust me, even, suspicious and angry, Harry Potter belongs to the Dark Lord. "

"No, I belong to you." I leaned my head on his shoulder again, and I passively moved his hand up and down. The slightly rough callus on the palm rubbed against the most delicate part, and my breathing became more and more intense. Getting more and more hurried, he rubbed his stinging forehead against his shoulder, at least trying to finish speaking soberly, "So before Voldemort knows about this connection, I must learn Occlumency well. Relying on that augmentation item seems to be right The soul tablet effect directly on the brain doesn't do anything, and every time he gets emotional, my scar hurts like it's about to burst, and I can't sleep at all, like tonight... I dreamed that Voldemort was in that house Talking to little Barty Jr. and Bella about feeding me to snakes, and then they killed an old Muggle caretaker..." I breathed a sigh of relief as I licked the bloody teeth marks from my bite.

Snape's scorching breath made me shrink my neck itchyly, "It's all over?" His fingers, which were originally stiff and passive, climbed to the top at some point, and their fingertips were inserted into the opening, stroking back and forth quietly.

"Wuah...ah..." The pleasure was so strong that I forgot my headache, arched my body trembling and wriggling, the hand covering his hand was trembling, I didn't know if I should pull it away to prevent myself from falling into the abyss of desire and couldn't extricate myself. Or let it get closer to get more pleasure.

"Why don't you answer?" The warm breath stimulated my hot skin, and something slippery licked my neck, "Didn't you just say it well? There was also a story that the wise principal thought he was smart." The trick was seen through by the savior who also thought he was smart..." He began to pump slowly and steadily, "Harry...what do you think I should do with you..."

"Siv...Siv...ah..." I felt the tense muscles all over my body relax completely, let go of everything from this person who invaded me, and enjoyed the joy of being filled and possessed.

"How do you make me believe... the humble, lively and brave boy like the sunshine, the Gryffindor golden boy that even Slytherin can't really hate, would like a gloomy old bat that sprays venom everywhere...you make me How can I believe that... after you promised Dumbledore to complete that task, you won't hate me, and you won't want to kill me... How can I..." His speed is getting faster and faster, and every time he goes deep, he will rub the most sensitive part of his body place, I trembled to cooperate with his movements, straightened my waist and sent my desire deeper into his hands, moaned loudly to vent the pleasure I hoarded, felt the disturbed breathing of the two, his silky voice intermittently floated into my ears , "...I gave you a chance... Now even if you regret it, it's too late, Slytherin will never give up what should belong to you..."

"Sev... ah... slow down... ah ah—" His movements were so violent that they seemed to penetrate my whole body, the storm of passion completely submerged me, and I released my desire with convulsions all over my body.Snape thrust and thrust a few times into the tight shaft, and then waves of scalding heat rushed into my body.

I docilely leaned against him to feel the breathing of the two blending together, and the aftertaste after the orgasm made me sleepy lazily.Snape calmed down and panted, and suddenly he rolled over and got off the bed in his arms, the desire still buried in his body rubbed against the still sensitive inner wall and I couldn't help trembling, my hands hurriedly wrapped his arms around his neck, "Um... Sev, what are you going to do?"

"Clean up." Snape held my hip to keep me from slipping off him, and strode to the bathroom.

Only a few short steps away can also bring tormenting pleasure, the slight movement and friction is more sensation than direct thrusting, it is obvious that the nerves have been exhausted by headache and desire, but the body is once again Get excited.The movement of Snape stepping into the bathtub directly touched the fatal point in his body, "Ah——" I couldn't stop moaning anymore, biting the place I had reserved—his shoulder , accusing indistinctly, "You did it on purpose!"

"Huh?" With his whole body soaked in warm water, Snape let out a nasal voice noncommittally, and then slowly pulled the fiery firmness away from my body.

"Merlin..." I choked on his arm, the tunnel instinctively shrunk to keep the intruder back, and he had obviously regained his erection, so why was he able to get away from the temptation of deeper desire so expressionlessly?