The day to become the final boss

"In my office?" Snape, who was cleaning his hands, was slightly stiff, but still couldn't help being sarcastic.

"Or do you prefer the bedroom?" Damn Myers was too close, and the familiar breath was sprayed so close that Snape couldn't help but want to back away.

"I think I still have two grades of homework to correct." He turned his head away, not looking at the magma-like enthusiasm in those black eyes.

A pair of white and slender arms wrapped around his waist, gentle and powerful. "bedroom?"

Even though he was used to the cool, inexplicable smell and the approach of Moores, but the too close distance made Snape face up to the heat in the opponent's eyes, he swallowed, and before he could He retorted, but was suddenly pushed back by the other party.

Unexpectedly, the uncomfortable collision between the back of his head and the floor made the Potions Professor fall into the dark green soft quilt.

I don't know when, the location of the two of them has changed from the office to their own bedroom.

Snape was still stunned by his inexplicable space transformation, his soft and bright red lips were already covered, licking and sucking.

"Mers..."

"What?" Kissed his thin lips delicately, sucking moderately hard so that the light-colored thin lips became rosy, showing an ambiguous water color.

"No, nothing."

Mr. Snape used to wonder what attracted Mers to his thin and pale body, but he swallowed his words back in the face of those black eyes full of uncontrollable enthusiasm, and asked Everything is superfluous.

The bright red flexible tongue rubbed against his teeth, and Snape obediently opened his jaw slightly, allowing the water-colored tongue to flick in and out of his mouth, intertwined and plundered, and even let it go deep into his throat.

But at the moment it went deep, Mr. Snape stuck the base of the opponent's tongue with his incisors, and took advantage of the moment when Moore's head, whose tongue was stuck, was also stuck, and hit back viciously.

Intense sucking sounds, ambiguous sounds of water and messy breathing resounded in the dark green-based dormitory.

The white and slender fingers deftly unbuttoned the dense and complicated silver buttons on the high-necked jet-black wizard robe, and the delicate and cool palms peeled off layer after layer of robe, and slid in like a snake. The tongue licked away the body fluid leaking from the corner of the opponent's mouth, and kissed and licked all the way down.

"Mo... Erles, stop..." Snape felt a series of wet marks from his chin to his chest as he was caressed erotically by silky and delicate hands on his body, licking his soft lips and tongue. Gradually, I couldn't control my mind, as if there was an impulse from my soul screaming for myself to do something.

Panting, he slightly pushed Moers's head lying in front of his chest, and what he got was the cool and silky hair like satin.

"No." Wan Mo smiled viciously at him, licking the corner of his mouth with a seductive red tongue. "It's just started." Then he swallowed the dark brown bulge on his chest, fiddled with the tip of his tongue, bit the areola of the same color with his teeth indistinctly, and raged even more presumptuously after hearing a gasp.

The long legs rubbed against Snape's lower limbs, and the silky hands skilfully brushed across the sensitive area of ​​the other's skin, and slowly invaded downwards, until they touched the scorching heat that was already standing there.

Looking at him, Severus's dark eyes were clouded with bewilderment on his flushed face.The protruding Adam's apple swallowed and heaved, and the pale skin was marked from the chest to the lower abdomen. Listening to the tempting panting, Wan Mo felt his throat was dry and swollen and screaming underneath.

(Thanks to Ferrigas Lizard for donating such a valuable book as the "Witcher's Guide to Sexuality", allowing its great master to glimpse this blood-soaking scenery)

He had never been so eager to possess someone!

Swallowing his saliva, his white fingers picked up his lover's trouser waist, letting it go down little by little, and rubbed against the swollen important part vaguely, Snape was rubbed so hard that his ten fingers grasped the dark green pants under his body. Under the quilt, he unconsciously moved his lower body slightly in order to make more places for contact and friction.

Wan Mo's tongue made a wet circle around the beginning of his black and thick hair, sucking from time to time made the other party raise his waist impatiently.He yanked down the trousers that were in the way, and the hideous hard object popped out, and the front end with transparent mucus almost hit his face.

And then - Wan Mo lost his mind. ==

This is not cheating, Mo Mo is really distracted.

The moment he saw that thing, Mr. Moers wondered whether he should take a ruler to measure whether it was the legendary 18cm giant root! ! ? ? ?

It's clearly not this size before! (Hey, I was in the development period at the time)

so what! ?

It's not Severus x me anyway!

Mr. Moers threw away the weird thoughts in his head, and continued to light the Aries under him.He even used the tip of his tongue to lick the hole at the front of the drilled object, and sucked provocatively a few times on the ferocious cylinder with veins on the surface, satisfying it to spit out more transparent mucus, making the other party almost erupt in his mouth He gradually lost his mind under the gaze.

Suddenly, Wan Mo felt that something damned invaded him, something that should not have appeared at such a terrible time.

He temporarily stopped teasing.

Snape also recovered a bit of clarity during this rare stay. He panted, followed Moers' darkened face and annoyed gaze, and found Wubald's round, purple, long hair appearing in the room. A sphere with tender little tentacles.

"Huh?" The baby sea urchin blinked its watery and innocent eyes, its pink-purple translucent tentacles curled up in circles, and shrank back, wondering why the great master suddenly released a terrifying murderous aura towards him.

Mr. Snape was suddenly startled to feel that Moores's delicate fingers had slipped into his buttocks.

Taking two deep breaths, the Potions Professor, who was stripped almost completely naked, lifted Moles who was pressing on him, gave him a hard look, grabbed the loose robe, and closed it with a bang! door to the bathroom.

Wan Mo "..."

There was the sound of water inside.

"..."

Fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy! ! ! ! !

Wan Mo Mo's eyes are really about to burst into flames! !

"Hey!" The baby sea urchin screamed horribly, and disappeared from the room.

Mr. Moores sat down on the bed and stared at his swollen and aching lower body.

After being depressed for a while, he decisively chose to go to the bathroom door to eavesdrop.

Even though it was covered by the sound of water in the nozzle, he could still hear the seductive panting and depressing groans inside.

Well, the great, noble, omnipotent Mr. Death, who makes all life tremble with fear, once again refreshed his shameless lower limit.

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When Snape came out of the bathroom briskly, Wanmo was still standing next to the bathroom, but he was neatly dressed.

He glanced at him and sneered. "Your hobby is very special, Mr. Moers."

Wan Mo leaned against the door, smiled gently, and took a deep breath of the air spreading from the bathroom. "Yeah - thanks to Professor Snape for allowing me to enjoy... a very fulfilling half hour of nature sounds."

Snape's face instantly turned black.