The day to become the final boss

Mr. Snape laughed at Moores's taste, Wan Mo invited him to take a seat, adjusted the temperature in the room so that Snape, who was only equipped with a bath towel, would not feel cold, and then signaled that he could start to satisfy his hungry stomach department.

Shrimp cocktail, green leafy vegetables, chicken salad, smoked salmon tart, roast beef with Yorkshire pudding, British fish fillet, bread, cheese, dessert and drinks.I have to say that the dinner prepared by Mr. Moores was quite to Snape's liking.

But Mr. Snape couldn't eat for a long time.He frowned slightly. "I assume—you're hungry too, Moores?"

The naked stare of the man sitting next to him made Snape really lose his appetite, even though he was only five minutes full.

Wan Mo leaned his elbows on the armrest of the seat, supported his head with his palms, and his eyes lingered on Snape's ruddy water-colored thin lips and naked skin.He licked the corner of his mouth, "Yeah, I'm always hungry."

Snape tapped his fingers on the empty set of cutlery in front of him.

"Oh, come on, my dear~" Wan Mo was satisfied to see tiny goosebumps on Snape's neck because of that sweet "Dear". "These things won't feed me."

Snape raised his eyebrows, "I remember you said, eat what is on most human diets." He put a piece of fried fish fillet dipped in sauce into his mouth, and the delicious sauce overflowed from his lips, man Pick up the napkin and plan to wipe it clean.

But a slippery tongue licked the juice from his lips before his hand reached.

Snape froze for a moment.

Wan Mo sat back in his seat and signaled with a smile: "Please continue."

"Mers, I've always wanted to ask—where did you get my wand?" Snape's eyes flashed dangerously, and he showed a malicious smile to the other party, as if to say, what if With a wand in hand, he would not hesitate to cast a jinx on the cheeky Mr. Moores.

"They are lying quietly in the cabinet in your potion office." Wan Mo smiled comfortably.

Glancing at him, Snape brought another piece of roast beef to his mouth, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he found that the fork in his hand was gone.

Moers was holding his fork, chewing his roast beef.

Snape "...".

"Please continue—" Swallowing the beef.

Snape's mouth twisted.He took a deep look at Wan Mo, gave up the cutlery altogether, and directly picked up a piece of cheese with his fingers—then the cheese flew, and Moers bit his finger.

Snape "...".

Mr. Moores held his index and middle fingers in his mouth, teased them with his soft and slippery tongue, and teased them with his eyes.

"I assume you know that I'm still eating?" Snape drew back his fingers, which had already been coated with a layer of glittering water color, and when he pulled them out, there was an ambiguous sound because Moers' mouth was still sucking. The "boo" sound.

"Oh, Severus, you have to be considerate of me, you're already half full, but I'm still hungry." A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Wan Mo's mouth, staring at his glossy thin lips, his eyes seemed to shoot What color light.

"...What do you want to express?" Snape raised one eyebrow and smirked.He crossed his hands in front of his chest, which made the muscles in his arms and chest slightly puffed up, making him look very sexy.

Wan Mo's gaze then moved down, gliding over his pale neck, his alluring collarbone, and finally resting on the two little brown beans half-hidden by his encircled arms, wandering back and forth.

Mers' almost greedy gaze made Snape feel his stomach tighten - he wondered if he couldn't bear to pounce on him the next moment!

"Hey, now you feel warm and half full," Wan Mo's smile widened, and it became no longer gentle, mixed with some malicious, aggressive, strong, and complicated things. Repressed desire - what we usually call 'yin laughing'.

"There is a saying called 'full of warmth and lust', Severus, don't you think it's a waste to let such a big bed do nothing?" While spit ambiguously.With a slight movement of his fingers, at the same time that the dining table and chairs disappeared, he suddenly threw the caught off guard man onto the soft, dark-colored big bed.

"Oh, damn it, you can't say hello—" Snape's complaining voice was drowned out in Wan Mo's fiery deep kiss, and he had no time to pay attention.

They sucked and grinded each other, compared the flexibility of their tongues, stirred the body fluid in each other's mouth, squeezed the warm inner wall, licked, and entangled each other in an attempt to penetrate deeper into each other's mouth.

The scorching breath made each other short of breath, but neither of them wanted to let go of each other.Until Wan Mo's slender fingers pinched the brown bulge on Snape's chest, Snape's body trembled slightly, he clasped the offending hand, and forcibly separated the two sticking tongues.

An ambiguous silver thread hung between the slightly swollen lips of the two of them, and Wan Mo stretched out his bright red tongue to lick it.Snape stared darkly at the bright red tongue hidden behind moist lips.He calmed down his shortness of breath, and his deep and silky voice was seductively hoarse. "Myles—I found an interesting thing in the room not long ago."

"What is it?" Even though one hand was held, Wan Mo's other hand did not stop harassing his partner. He stroked the man's waist back and forth, his fingertips poking into the edge surrounded by the towel.

Snape turned over abruptly, pushed Mr. Moores under him, and whispered mockingly, "Ah—I think, what is it?" He showed a meaningful and slightly hideous smile, The scorching breath sprayed on the other party's delicate collarbone. "—A must-use encyclopedia among male wizards."

Wan Mo's body stiffened slightly.

Snape used his teeth to pull away the thin silky pajamas on Wanmo's chest, "I remember it was taken away by Phyllis - or should I praise the monster's loyalty?"

"Did you read it?" He swallowed.

"Do you think?"

Of course he damn well watched it, otherwise how could those slender hands suddenly become so ignitable? !Mr. Moores complained slightly depressed, panting slightly under those magical hands.

Snape licked and gnawed on the side of his neck and chest, swirled the tip of his tongue around the gorgeous erect nipples, tugged gently with his teeth, making it swollen and hard.With both hands, he lifted his pajamas with side slits, and kneaded his tight buttocks vigorously, leaving blue and white marks on it, and the huge swelling squeezed Moers' lower body that was also upright.

After a few hard bumps, Mr. Snape paused his movements.His wet kiss began to move down, domineeringly leaving a series of fine and purple sucking marks and teeth marks on the ivory flat belly.Then, like what Moores had done to him, he swallowed Li Li, whose front end had seen transparent mucus, in one gulp.

The strong pleasure caused Wan Mo to let out an uncontrollable moan, and he inserted his white fingertips into Snape's silky black hair, and fiddled unconsciously.The bursts of ecstasy sucking from below, the gentle licking, entwining, and drilling of his lover's hot tongue, and the skillful huffing and puffing of his mouth all made his breathing more and more rapid, and his black eyes were shining black——

Just the thought of Snape wrapping him so hot made his blood scream and boil.

……

When Snape's fingers, stained with the slippery eruption from him, reached behind him, Wan Mo took his hand panting.

He kissed the corner of Snape's mouth lovingly, then gave a sticky tongue kiss, and swallowed the heavy breath.The man's pale skin has seen fine beads of sweat due to the hard forbearance, and the obsidian-like eyes are surging with magma-like fiery desire.Wan Mo pressed his perineum lightly against him, erotically and slowly rubbing against the ferocious and huge hard body that had swelled purple and had bulging veins.

Because of his actions, Snape's panting became heavier, he bit his lower lip, glared at him fiercely, and poked his fingers behind Wanmo again—even though the place was already swollen and painful as if it was going to explode, but he Still don't want your lover to be hurt by rude entry.

"Severus—" the white hand stopped him again.

Resentment crept across Snape's slightly contorted face.Wan Mo smiled and twisted his face. "Come on in, my body is not like a human being, it won't hurt - you can - um!"

His voice stopped abruptly, Snape grabbed his waist suddenly, and the hot hardness was nailed into his body as fiercely and quickly as a branding iron.Then Wan Mo saw that Snape's face was severely contorted in an instant - he was in pain.

Mr. Snape, an inexperienced virgin, recklessly rushed into his partner's tight body without adequate lubrication-with his size, the consequences could be imagined.

Wan Mo laughed heartlessly.

Snape ruthlessly left a clear tooth mark on his white and smooth shoulder. After adapting to the pain caused by the warm tightness, an indescribable pleasure washed over his chest like a tide. senses.He tightly clamped the slender and flexible waist, bent his body, and frantically started the most primitive rhythm again and again, just like how many times he had been in his dreams...

... Panting, bodily fluids, sweat, smell, Snape's face lost in desire, every movement, every moan of lust made Wan Mo feel his lower body swell.His soul screams—it's him, it's this man, don't let him go from you, eat his flesh, eat his soul, hide him in your belly, whatever the hell's law, Just let him belong to you forever and ever!

Wan Mo narrowed his black eyes, preventing Snape from noticing the almost cruel greed in his eyes, he uttered seductive, obscene moans and whispers, his legs were firmly wrapped around his lover's waist, Tricking Snape to focus more on spraying hot enthusiasm on him...

When Snape was exhausted, Wanmo gave him a brief respite.

Then his white fingers moved viciously behind Snape, drawing circles around some hidden entrance.

"Mers?" Snape's hoarse voice was full of surprise—Merlin, they've been crazy for about 8 hours.

"Honey, I think you haven't fulfilled your obligations yet." Wan Mo held his hand, pulling it to touch his still hot and erect hardness.

Snape showed an unbelievably embarrassed expression, and he swallowed with some difficulty. "You never told me...your race is so..."

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with race, honey, you have to be considerate of the old virgin who has been holding back for thousands of years and just started eating." Wan Mo sucked his wriggling Adam's apple, covered Snape's lower body with his hands, and started a new life. A round of proficiency wrapping around and scratching.

The subtle, dark glow, following his wet kiss, penetrated into his lover's skin bit by bit, and went deep inside to restore his exhausted physical strength.

Snape's breath became short again under his teasing, "Are you trying to squeeze me dry? Moores, don't you know that too much intercourse in humans can lead to some very unseemly dysfunctions."

Wan Mo kissed all the way down, he moved his body against Snape, the friction between the skins made Mr. Snape gasp.He stretched out his tongue to lick his lips, luring his tongue out to entangle, his dexterous fingers continued to caress the huge half-erect erection, and the other hand inserted between his black hair and rested on the back of his head.At the moment when Snape shuddered from the pleasure of touching, Wanmo invaded his mouth fiercely, his tongue violently ravaged to the throat, thrusting rhythmically and erotically.

The erection was gently manipulated, and the uncontrollable pleasure made Snape moan brokenly, the mouth was invaded by the storm and the gradually thinning air, making Snape's mind fuzzy.

Just when he thought he was going to suffocate in this sweet and painful ordeal, Moores let him go.

Snape gasped heavily.

Then he saw an extra 5 or 6-inch bottle in Moores' hand. "What's that?" Snape asked breathlessly.

"I didn't intend to make you tired—so I'll do the work this time, my dear—you just have to enjoy it." Wan Mo put the viscous transparent liquid in the bottle into his hand, and his slender fingers were on the ground. The ruffled edge of Nep's secret place teased, rubbed, and poked a finger inside.

Snape gasped, the invasion of the foreign body made him feel a pain of being torn apart, and even the hardness in front of him was a little weak, but he clenched his lower lip and did not refuse - because he tossed Mel earlier so long.

"Don't worry, you'll be comfortable soon." Wan Mo kissed him, feeling his fingers being pinched and sucked in Snape's warm and tight body, and he felt that his bottom was swollen and aching. "The high-viscosity lubricating fluid can minimize your discomfort. I hope that my entry will not bring you pain, but a desire to die—" He suddenly inserted one more finger, two more The fingers bend and expand in the narrow space inside.

Just as Snape was about to refute his sentence "Desperate to die", that was the expression that Mr. Moores had been showing a few hours ago, but he was immediately made weak by that hateful finger.

His huge heat was teased again, and the fingers that came in and out behind him more and more smoothly gave him a strange pleasure.

"Mo, Moers." He panted, closed his eyes, and twisted his waist in a daze. He didn't know what he wanted, but subconsciously called his lover's name.

Wan Mo tapped the lubricant bottle in his hand, and the front end of the bottle became a tube with a long neck and round head, and the body of the bottle became elastic.He pulled out his fingers in the soft tunnel, Wanmo's eyes darkened even more with the persistent sucking back of the tunnel, he put the round end of the bottle in, and moved in and out a few times in a gentle rhythm, then raised Snape's hips, and put the bottle A large amount of viscous liquid was squeezed in.

The cool liquid that entered his body made Snape wake up from his daze. He opened his eyes, and because of his position, he directly saw his ferocious desire below. tongue.

Mr. Snape's face, which was already flushed with passion, turned red like it was about to bleed, and he covered his face with his hands in shame. "Damn it, what the hell are you trying to do?"

Wan Mo licked the corner of his mouth, pulled out the damn bottle and destroyed the corpse and wiped out the traces. He threw himself into the tight heaven that Xiao had been dreaming for a long time, and laughed evilly amidst Snape's uncontrollable groans. There seemed to be some kind of storm brewing in his eyes, and he said word by word: "What do I want to do? I want to fuck you!"