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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Severus_Snape
  Additional Tags:
      Mild_BDSM, Spanking, Teacher-Student_Relationship, Harry_is_16ish,
      Community:_stories_a_z
  Series:
      Part 9 of LJ_stories_a_z_prompts
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-11-20 Words: 1697
****** Teaching Harry ******
by jujukittychick
Summary
     Harry's Occlumency lessons with Snape go a little...differently this
     time
Notes
     Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no money; I am
     doing this for my own fun and entertainment. The fandom belongs to
     its respective creators and owners who *are* making money off them.
     Prompt: LJ stories_a_z – T
     Spoilers: Up through 5th book/movie and then completely AU
     A/N: Haven’t written anything in ages, so here, have some smut lol. I
     honestly don’t even remember what sparked me to write this one.
“...4...5!” Harry damn near screamed the last number as the overly loud smack
of wood against bare skin seemed to echo through the stone classroom, his
knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the desk he was bent over.
 Turning his head to look back at the quiet and seemingly unruffled man behind
him, his bangs sticking to his sweaty, flushed face, he begged, “P-please,
Professor; I can’t t-take it. P-please!”
Severus looked at the trembling form draped over the desk in front of him and
smirked.  Harry’s lithe body was trembling with adrenaline and desire, uniform
shirt shoved halfway up his back, trousers and pants pooled around his ankles,
his pert little ass bright red from the paddling he’d just received and his
cock flushed bright red and dripping pre-come already.  “Well, Potter, to think
all that has been needed all these years to drag some manners from you was a
proper application of...punishment.”
Harry sucked in a shaky breath as he felt a cool, long-fingered hand settle on
his overheated ass.  He couldn’t stop the needy whine that slipped from him as
those fingers pressed harder against his stinging flesh, nor keep his cock from
jumping and leaking even more pre-come.  His professor had warmed his ass up
with a good spanking before he even picked up the heavy wood paddle.  He had a
feeling he’d never be able to look at those potion stained hands again without
popping a boner.
Severus slipped out of his teaching robe, draping it over his desk chair
carefully before returning to the squirming boy waiting on him, his movements
completely unhurried.  He returned a hand to the pliant flesh before him, thumb
dipping into the crevice between his tender cheeks before brushing lightly over
the clenching hole.  Catching Harry’s eyes, ensuring he was clearheaded enough
to make decisions, ignoring everything that had happened up to that point, he
very clearly asked the question that could potentially change their
relationship from then on.  “Are you sure this is what you want, Potter?”  The
very tip of his thumb dipped into the clenching passage, leaving no illusions
as to what he meant.  “There will be no going back afterwards.  We can stop now
and you can still come to me for disciplining.”
Harry stared back at his professor, noticing how the man’s hard cock was
straining against his perfectly pressed slacks even as the man very calmly
offered to stop everything altogether.  There was no condescension, no
manipulation, no anger, just an ever ending patience.  “Please, P-Professor, I
need it...you.”
Severus stared at the boy a moment longer before nodding and slapping his rosy
ass once more, causing him to buck and whine needily as his head thunked back
onto the desk.  Not bothering to remove any more of his clothing, Severus
simply undid the placket of his trousers, freeing his throbbing erection.
 Gripping his hard length loosely, he ran his hand from tip to base, spreading
the pre-come that had begun to bead at the delicious sight before him.  “I will
not be gentle, Potter. You have asked for this.”
“Yes...yes, sir.  Please, sir!” Harry managed to look behind him once more and
saw the long, hard cock of his professor.  Spreading his legs as far as the
clothes tangled around his ankles would allow him, he offered himself up as
best he could, needing that hard length inside him.
Casting a series of spells to cleanse, lubricate, and stretch the boy’s
channel, Severus once again gripped the reddened cheeks tightly, spreading them
wide and baring the boy’s clenching, glistening hole to his sight. He hesitated
only a moment with the tip of his cock brushing teasingly over the sensitive
flesh, drawing the most wonderful begging words from the boy, before pushing
steadily forward, burying his cock in the tight channel in one thrust.  Pausing
to enjoy the tight clenching passage working over his cock, he grinned wickedly
listening to the boy cry out and begin begging in earnest, his smaller body
writhing and bucking back against him, trying to gain more sensation.  Severus,
held still, glad for the absolute control he’d gained over himself through the
years, as he brought the boy to a fever pitch of desperation from his inaction.
Only once the boy had devolved from pleas to helpless sobs, his angrily red
cock dripping a steady stream of pre-come onto the floor, did Severus move a
hand to the back of the boy’s neck, pinning him in place as he began to move,
drawing even more needy sobs from the trembling figure under him.  Severus
pulled back almost all the way, the crown of his cock just barely held inside
the quivering hole, driving the boy into a helpless frenzy once more before
thrusting forward hard and fast, burying himself balls deep in the tight little
ass over and over, hands clenching tightly, sure to leave fingerprint bruises
behind on the tender skin, as he sought his pleasure in the all too willing
body beneath him.  
Harry’s world had devolved to gasping breaths and needy sobs, the feel of his
professor’s hands on the back of his neck and his hip, pinning him against the
unforgiving desk, and the rock hard cock pounding into him.  All he could do
was cling to the desk, feeling the tears of desperation dripping down his face
as he felt his body wind tighter and tighter as that little spot inside of him
was repeatedly battered.  His professor was relentless in his pursuit of
pleasure, using his body like nothing more than a glorified sex toy...and at
that moment, there was nothing more that Harry wanted.
Severus watched as the boy relaxed beneath him, taking everything he gave him
so willingly.  Feeling his own climax nearing, he hauled the boy upwards,
shifting the angle so he was buried deeper inside him with each upward thrust,
he held the boy against his chest and growled out against his ear, “Come!”
Feeling the growled order as much as hearing it, Harry cried out as his orgasm
ripped through him, his come spraying over his belly and the desk in front of
him even as he felt his professor’s seed filling him, only the strong arms of
the man behind him holding him up as his knees went weak.
                                      ***
“No!” Harry jerked backwards, stumbling over his own feet and into the desk
behind him.  Eyes wide, and breaths coming in quick pants, he felt how flushed
his whole body was, and even worse, felt the growing wet spot at the front of
his pants.  Looking up at Snape, feeling absolutely horrified by what the man
had seen, how his own body had reacted, he waited for the scathing words he
knew were coming, felt himself shrink down on himself protectively, knowing he
deserved whatever the older man had to say.
Snape stood still, looking down at the cowering, trembling boy, absolutely
shocked by what he had seen in the boy’s mind.  And the embarrassed boy wasn’t
the only one that felt the effects of the fantasy given his own racing heart
and the near painful erection pinned inside his trousers.  “Potter…” Pausing as
he realized how husky he voice sounded, he tried again.  “Potter...Potter! Do
stop cowering. How long have you been feeling those...needs?” He felt a warmth
in his cheeks as he decided somebody needed to talk to the boy about what he’d
seen.  And Merlin knew Albus or Minerva wouldn’t be good choices, they’d
probably manage to traumatize the boy as well meaning as they might be in
trying to give him a “sex talk.”
“I’m sorry, Sir.  I don’t know...you weren’t meant to...I mean…”
“Potter, do quit babbling.  I asked you a question.” Stalking towards the boy,
still a teen and so nearly a man, Severus looked down into teary green eyes.
 “How long have you been feeling the need to be dominated...disciplined?” He
didn’t even realize how his voice had dropped to a rumbling purr, only noticed
the shiver that went through Harry.
“I…” Harry swallowed hard, looking into Severus’ dark eyes, a shiver wracking
through him as that rumbly growl of a voice washed over him.  “I don’t know? A
while now...I guess?  I just...I always have to be in control and...and I’m
always expected to know what to do...and I just…”
“You need someone to take over?” Severus realized he truly wasn’t surprised by
Harry’s answer, and stepped closer, only an arm’s length away.
“Yes…” Harry’s admission was a shaky whisper as he looked away, no longer able
to hold the man’s gaze.
“Is it something you truly wish, or is it just a fantasy?” Severus had to know
how far this desire went, whether to simply give the boy assurance that what he
felt was justified and perhaps direct him towards some discreet reading
resources, or…
Harry’s head jerked back up as he looked at Severus’ non-judgemental expression
.  Gathering up his Gryffindor courage, he answered truthfully, remembering his
fantasy, “I want it, Sir. I really do.”  
Feeling a shiver go through his own body, Severus took a deep breath, steadying
himself and took a step back, his entire stance falling into that of his normal
teaching role.  Staring at Harry, he watched as the he reacted to his
movements, standing up straight as he stepped away from the desk, hands clasped
behind his back.  A wicked smirk tilting his lips, he began to stalk around the
smaller male.  “I have to say, Potter, I’m quite surprised by what I saw.  I
assume this is the reason why you’re so distracted all the time in my class?”
Body trembling and heart racing, Harry kept facing forward even as he felt
Severus pause directly behind him, the heat from his body radiating against his
back.  “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.” 
“As you should be, Potter.  I think this deserves a little...corporal
punishment. Don’t you?” Snape stopped directly in front of Harry, looking into
those bright green eyes as he saw a happy, relieved smile tilt his plush lips. 
“Yes, Sir!”
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