Watching Potter stomp past his classroom Snape couldn't help but wonder whether red had become a shade on Potters face. Leaning back into his chair, a self satisfied smirk flickered briefly across his features, the past week had proven to be a great source of amusement to him, he had even gone as far to title it as 'the humiliation of Potter week'. All in all life was good and Potter had two weeks of detention and had lost Griffendoor 100 points.

Stretching languidly in the chair, Severus stifled a yawn; catching Potter in such a delicate position two days ago could quite possibly be the highlight of his year. Shutting his eyes he recalled the 'humiliation of Potter' day again . . .

The thud of body-on-body impact echoing through the classroom snapped him back to reality. Sighing slightly he wondered just who Potter had managed to walk into at this time of night. Standing he mentally groaned as the haughty tones of Malfoys' voice wafted into the room, he briefly considered leaving them to their own devices but reconsidered, after all it was the perfect opportunity to make Potter squirm. Stalking out of the room he hurried down the corridor and swept around the corner.

Freezing, his mouth dropped open in shock.

Shutting his mouth with an audible click, Severus stepped back into the shadows, blinking owlishly at the delectable sight before him.

Malfoy had Potter pinned against the wall, a pale hand entwined in the dark unruly mass of hair, whilst he attempted to devour the pinned boys mouth. Far from protesting, Potters arms encircled Malfoys' waist, whilst he moaned and writhed encouragingly into the kiss.

Shocked Severus continued to watch as Malfoy broke the kiss, resting forehead against forehead. The way they melted together, the comfort and ease in which they rested was astounding, frowning slightly; Severus couldn't help but wonder how long this had been going on.

Drawing himself up, Severus prepared to launch himself out of the shadows and scare the boys senseless, when the now husky aristocratic voice finally reached him and the words registered. The realisation that it had been Malfoy in the room with Potter the other day was ultimately overshadowed with the knowledge that it had been Potter who had chosen the location. Gulping Severus clenched his fists as Malfoy continued to talk softly into Potters throat. Decidedly sinful words poured from that wicked mouth as Potter was thoroughly seduced. Images of Potter fucking and being fucked were entwined with images of Malfoy on his knees begging to be taken.

Forcing his eyes open, unaware of when they had first shut, Severus bit back a groan as he watched the blonde Slytherin slide to his knees. Watching the pale mouth part to allow Potters cock to slide between his lips, Severus groaned softly, feeling his own cock twitch in response.

Desperately trying to reign in his control, he couldn't remember the last time he had been aroused so quickly and so thoroughly. Hissing as that voice once again took up the litany of seduction. Severus clenched his jaw as inch by inch his self-control eluded him.

'Would you like him to tell us when to come' Malfoy whispered against Potters straining cock.

Growling, he stepped forward sliding a pale hand around Potters throat, he tilted the head up until emerald green met coal black, before casually dropping one hand on to the blondes' shoulders. Having caught Potters complete attention he smirked,

'Don't let me stop you, in fact come now.'

Watching intently as Potter succumbed to pleasure, cheeks flushing further as teeth bit viciously into a swollen bottom lip. Little mewls were smothered as his adams apple bobbed furiously beneath the long fingers. Glancing down he noted Malfoys' come coating the floor and Potter's shoes. Entwining his fingers into blonde strands, he tugged insistently until the boy rose to his feet and rested against the wall next to Potter.

Droplets of pearly white glistened enticingly off Malfoys' bruised red lips. Releasing his grip on Potters throat he collected the droplets on a finger and raised them to his lips.

'Professor Snape' the very wicked voice whispered

Choosing to ignore him and savour the taste, Severus merely raised an eyebrow.

'Such flagrant behaviour is not excepted at this school' pausing he regarded Malfoy intently 'You will be joining Potter in his detention as of tomorrow' Stepping away he smirked 'Report for detention 9 sharp tomorrow night' Sweeping away Severus stopped turning once again he allowed a truly delightful smirk to chase across his face 'a slight change of plans, you will meet in my classroom. Oh and Potter I would like for you to explain in great detail the fascination with my desk in a 2inch essay, Malfoy can assist and I expect it handed in next week' with that he turned the corner.