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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Evan_Rosier/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Severus_Snape, Evan_Rosier, Avery_Sr._(Harry_Potter), Mulciber_Jr._(Harry
      Potter)
  Additional Tags:
      Students, Oral_Sex, Blow_Jobs, Facials, Homophobic_Language, Rough_Oral
      Sex
  Series:
      Part 10 of Twelve_Days_of_Christmas_2009/2010
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-01-05 Words: 657
****** The Tenth Day of Christmas ******
by torino10154
Severus stood against the wall of the Slytherin common room watching his
housemates celebrating their Quidditch win over Ravenclaw. If they managed to
beat Gryffindor by four hundred points in the last match of the year they'd win
the Quidditch Cup.
Not that Severus cared one whit about Quidditch. He drank his too sweet
butterbeer and wished it was whisky. He couldn't wait until he left school and
put all this childishness behind him.
"I need to get laid," Mulciber said as he approached the table filled with
butterbeer, mulled cider and finger food to snack on.
Avery laughed. "Isn't Brown putting out anymore?"
"Nah, she's shagging some prefect from Ravenclaw."
"Brains over brawn," Rosier put in with mock sympathy. "Tough job, mate."
"Shut it, Rosier," Mulciber said nastily. "Just cause you'll bend over for any
bloke—"
"I'm for a smoke," Severus interrupted and stepped away from the wall. He'd
heard Mulciber's rants more often than he cared to recently.
Rosier looked at Severus, thanks and a hint of understanding in his eyes.
"Going up to the Owlery?" Severus nodded.
"Shouldn't you be going to the Astronomy Tower instead?" Avery said, fluttering
his eyelashes.
Severus narrowed his eyes and hissed, "Do not ever talk to me like that again."
He turned and stormed out not looking to see if Rosier was following him or
not. He shortly hear footsteps in the deserted corridors of the dungeons but
they walked in silence until the reached the top of the West Tower.
Pulling a pack of fags from the pocket of his robes, he took one before passing
the pack to Rosier. He lit his with his wand then touched the tip to Rosier's
as well.
"Thanks." They stood smoking in silence until each had smoked an entire
cigarette.
"About what they said," Rosier started but Severus cut across him.
"Don't mention it." Severus looked out at the cloudless sky. "You need to find
a girl, then they'll leave you alone."
"But," Rosier hesitated a moment. "I don't really like girls."
"Doesn't matter." Severus dug out another fag and lit it, inhaling deeply. "If
you shag a girl, it doesn’t matter what else you get up to. Fuck, Avery'd let
you suck his cock as long as you were shagging some bint."
"Would you?"
Severus turned quickly toward him and scowled. "Would I what?"
"Let me suck your cock." Rosier bit his lip coyly and Severus's blood headed
straight to his groin. He threw his fag to the ground and stamped it out with
his boot.
Moving his hand over the front of his robes, he deftly parted the fabric
revealing his erection straining against his pants. "On your knees then."
Rosier dropped immediately and, as Severus freed his prick, he leaned forward
and took him into his mouth all the way to the root.
"Fuck," Severus gasped. Rosier was good. He knew just how to use his teeth,
dragging them lightly over the head of his cock. He used his hand to stroke
Severus's shaft where his mouth couldn't reach.
It was so warm, so wet, so perfect that he couldn't help but push his hips
forward, didn't realize he was gripping Rosier's hair so tightly, had no idea
he was fucking his face roughly until Rosier spluttered and gagged. But Severus
was so far gone, he just wrapped his hand around his cock and came all over
Rosier's astonished face before slumping back against the wall, panting like
he'd run all the way from Hogsmeade.
Severus was slightly mortified but Rosier said nothing, beyond murmuring a
spell to clean the come from his hair and face.
"Can I have another?" he finally said and Severus realized he meant the fags.
He pulled out the pack and passed Rosier the last one.
Realizing that Rosier wasn't angry, Severus smirked internally.
"Now, find yourself the school slag to fuck and we shall see about a repeat
performance up here."
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