"On time for detention, and arriving together who would have though it." Snape drawled somewhat amused as the two boys hurried into his classroom. Halting before the desk neither could look him directly in the eye, focusing intently on the floor instead. "Such a lovely night wouldn't you say? Perfect for detention." Avidly watching their nervous glances and embarrassed gazes, Snape stood from behind his desk. Strolling to the front he leant comfortably against the wood and regarded the boys through half lidded eyes.

"Tonight's detention will vary from the norm and will be carried out within this room under my supervision, but first some questions." Pausing he continued to regard the boys, his gaze narrowed slightly. "Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy, do look at me when I speak." Both boys jerked slightly and hesitantly raised their gazes to meet his. "Who would care to explain last nights activities" Shifting slightly against the desk, Snape smirked at the two highly embarrassed boys before him. "It isn't often that one finds himself presented with such an ... enticing display, or for that matter to be included in it" raising an eyebrow at their flabbergasted looks Snape continued in a deep husky voice. "Last night was full of surprises, Malfoy can suck like a practised whore" smirking at the somewhat amusing squeak offered up by Draco, he continued "and such kinks." Snape trailed off desperately biting back a snort of amusement, they obviously hadn't considered that he would address them directly about what had occurred the previous evening. Turing his gaze to Harry, Snape decided to up the stakes further "and Mr Potter what is your fascination with my potion desk?"

Smirking at the identical horrified looks and rapid breathing, Snape continued to glare pointedly at them until he thought they may pass out from shock.

"Although" he purred softly "Mr Malfoys premise was quite intriguing, to command and instruct as to how you two should, shall we say interact, well . . . now that deserves further consideration." pausing, he watched as first Draco then Harry registered exactly what he said. The dawning realisation that he was willing to play their game was chased hotly with twin flushes of arousal. "Yes or no?" he queried softly.

Shooting each other uncertain looks, Draco finally returned his questioning gaze to Snape's. "Sir?" he drawled softly, "I'm not sure if I "stuttering slightly he turned his gaze to Harry "we understand"

"You have a choice" he murmured, "Its quite simple, tonight you will obey every single command with out question or complaint." Pausing he watched the boys shuffle. "After last nights display it is my understanding that you should have no problem with that," raising one shoulder in an elegant shrug, his voice became disinterested "if you do Filch is observing detention for others in the trophy room"

"No" Harry blurted out, blushing hotly, he glanced briefly at Draco who nodded "Sir we want you to" pausing he gulped, "we mean Yes sir."

Arching an eyebrow, Snape concentrated first on Harry then Draco "Every command" he purred softly.

"Yes sir." They both whispered.

"Ahh, well that is good ??e?st?? ?a? ??e?da???" the door swung shut with an audible click "??? ?st???t?ta ?a? s??p?." Returning his gaze to the two boys he smirked. "Privacy will be required this evening, I intend for every ounce of pleasure to be conveyed verbally." Stretching slightly, he observed their nervous shifting.

"Strip each other," he growled softly. Hearing their collective gasps, Snape allowed himself to relax fully against the desk.

Glancing nervously at each other the two boys shot Snape unsure glances before trembling fingers were raised to unclasp the button holding the robes on to their shoulders.

Harry shrugged out of his robe first, tossing it across the school desk directly behind him whilst Draco carefully folded his and placed it over the back of a chair. Jumpers were slowly pulled over their heads, effectively tousling their hair and as Harry bent to remove his shoes Draco unclipped his tie.

"I said each other" Snape drawled amused.

Offering a slight smirk to Harry, Draco reached for the others tie and slipped it from around his neck. Consciously aware that Snape was watching their every move Draco started to unbutton Harry's shirt slowly, allowing his fingers to graze as much exposed flesh as possible. Harry, unable to remain passive, hesitantly reached for Draco's' shirt and began to slip the buttons free.

As shirts fell discarded to the floor Snape sighed appreciatively as young muscular chests were exposed to his gaze. Watching them try to fight down the blush at such blatant observation, he noticed Draco's fingers skate delicately across Harry's dusky pink nipple causing the smaller boy to shudder slightly, Harry moaned softly and let his fingers play restlessly with Draco's' trouser buttons.

"Take them off," Snape ordered softly.

Un-flicking the button on Draco's trouser Harry slowly slid the zipper down, his breathing hitched at the feel of Draco deliberately pressing his thumb into his arousal as he pulled the zipper down. Slipping his hand along the waistband, Harry pushed the fabric apart and allowed the trousers to pool at Draco's feet. Wriggling slightly to dislodge his own trousers, Harry kicked himself free before kneeling before the blonde. Unlacing the shoes, he felt the blonde's hand rest on his shoulder for balance as first one shoe and sock, then the next were removed. Freeing the legs from the trousers, Harry glanced up and froze as the sight of tented silk boxers, mere cm's from his nose greeted him. Beginning to tremble a little, Harry raised his head to glance at Snape.

"This excites you, doesn't it?" Snape said in a low voice.

Biting down on his lip Harry nodded before voicing a quiet "Yes."

Observing Draco shift forward unconsciously begging for Harry to touch him, Snape smiled. "Such a tease" he drawled "an Imp on his knees with no hope of pleasuring the Demon before him ... unless I tell him to." The last words were punctuated with Snape taking steps forward until he stood just behind Draco. "Poor Demon" he hissed softly into the pale throat, "you want him to touch you so badly, can you recall how good it is to be in his mouth?" Smiling at the mewl, Snape turned his gaze to Harry.

"Cross your writs behind your back and pleasure him with your mouth through his underwear"

Licking his lips, Harry leant forward breathing in the smell of pure Draco, pressing a quick kiss to the bulge in front of him, he allowed his teeth to nip lightly at the barrier of silk boxers. Dragging his tongue over the tented material enjoying the moans of pleasure it caused. Tracing the erection with his tongue he slowly slipped it into his mouth. He could feel Draco's fingers gripping his hair as he continued to mouth the heated flesh through the material. The feel of Draco in his mouth was exquisite, and Snape's voice washing over him left him fighting for some sense of control.

"Doesn't he look good my demon, on his knees for you, just like you were the other night." Noticing how Draco's eyes had fallen shut, the way the blonde was losing himself in the pleasure, Snape leant forward and nipped the pale throat. Gasping Draco's eyes flew open. "Look down' he commanded, 'watch that beautiful mouth trace you through your boxers" Complying Draco groaned helplessly at the sight of Harry on his knees. "Does it feel good?" he whispered against the shell of his ear, "can you feel the heat of his mouth on you, tracing you, teasing you?" Nuzzling the pale throat, he felt the moan as it tripped form the blonde's lips. "The sensation must be driving you mad" he purred "silk now wet, caressing your skin, the imps mouth so hot but muted by a barrier."

Harry moaned around the flesh he was currently sucking, causing Draco's fingers to fist in his hair. "You're so hot, are you close?" Each whispered word was driving Draco closer to the edge. "Tell me how badly you want to come"

"Please," Draco managed to gasp, "I want to," groaning as Harry increased the pace, he was so close he could almost taste it.

"Imp. Stop" The command in the voice was obvious and as Harry opened clouded eyes, they locked with amused cobalt ones. Reluctantly pulling back until his lips rested against the now wet fabric, Harry swallowed a moan of disappointment.

Hissing his displeasure Draco tried to thrust back into the warmth that was Harry's mouth, but an arm around his waist prevented any movement. "Patience my demon, we do have all evening."

Looking down into hazy green eyes, Snape's lips curled in to a soft smile "Stand up my little imp"

Reluctantly uncrossing his wrist Harry pressed a palm in to the floor and shakily stood, licking his swollen lips he flushed as Snape's dark gaze latched on to the journey of his tongue.

"Now where were we, oh yes strip"

Standing there staring at each other neither moved.

"Is there a problem with your hearing?" he growled, "I said strip and I meant everything."

Snape licked his lips as fingers played along dark elastic, before tugging gently, peeling the black boxers down over narrow hips, freeing a thick erection from confinement.

"Draco" Snape drawled, "Harry's boxers need to come off too" His voice startled Draco out of his fogged arousal state and long fingers tugged impatiently at boxers before tossing them hurriedly onto the table.

Standing before him both boys were rock hard and trembling with a mixture of arousal and apprehension. Fixing his gaze on Harry, he smirked as a flush settled across the high cheekbones. Allowing his gaze to languidly travel across the beautiful bodies before him, he smiled.

Harry was smaller than them, with a much bronzer complexion. A muscled chest - the result of the wonderful sport quidditch- rippled under his scrutinising gaze, whilst a long slim erection jutted proudly, leaking copious amounts of pre-come. Walking around him, Snape's gaze was drawn to a nicely rounded arse.

"Ahh yes" he murmured, allowing his fingers to brush tantalizingly close, he smirked, Draco had been right, he couldn't wait to see that willing arse pounded in to.

Turning his attention to Draco he repeated the circling process. Being taller with a larger build didn't diminish his beauty in anyway. More angular that Harry and a lot paler, his physique was toned and lean, his whole body begging to be petted.

"Keep facing each other," he commanded. "I want you to touch yourselves whilst I direct," hearing their sharp intake of breath, he continued "slide your hands slowly over your chests" pausing he leant back against the desk, glaring at the frozen boys "Now" he snapped.

Jumping at the raised voice, fingers skittered down over chests gently tracing ribs and pectoral muscles. Harry's gaze was locked on to the movements of Draco's' hands, unconsciously mimicking every gesture, every touch.

"Play with your nipples," fingers moved instantly to comply, twin groans of pleasure echoed off the dungeon walls as fingers ghosted over hardened nubs.

Moving until he was behind Harry, Snape leant forward allowing his breath to tickle the pale ear. "Do you want to touch him my demon?" he purred softly. As Draco nodded, Snape smirked "Explore his chest with your fingertips"

Leaning forward, Draco's skittered his fingers down Harry's throat before splaying them out over his chest. Stroking downwards, he allowed fingertips to brush teasingly over hardened nubs before sliding further downwards. Muscles twitched under his exploration and Harry's breathing deepened as fingers came to rest on the trail of hair leading from his navel to his arousal.

"I said chest Demon" Snape hissed softly.

Reluctantly Draco re-traced his path upwards allowing his fingers to find nipples. Tracing circles around them he could hear Harry's moans and glanced up to see eyes screwed shut and teeth nibbling lip.

"Do you want to taste him my Demon?" Snape whispered, watching as a shiver run along Draco's' spine. "Merlin yes" smirking Snape moved away. "You may bite his nipples . . . oh and Draco" he growled, "I want to see marks."

Hissing with pleasure at the command, Draco leant forward and placed his lips around the dusky nipple, biting down hard he heard Harry's growl, before fingers slipped into his hair, clutching him to the bronze chest. Distantly he heard Snape chuckle but as he continued to lick his way across to the other nipple he didn't care, chewing hungrily on the nub he could feel Harry writhing in pleasure.

Harry mewled as teeth continued to nibble and twist his nipple. Biting viciously into his lip he desperately tried to silence his moans. Cool fingers skittered along Harry's neck and breath fanned his throat, "Do you like that?" Snape queried, "Do you like pain with your pleasure?" Deliberately breathing against Harry's throat he smirked as the boy whimpered, "Don't smother your sounds," slipping his thumb along Harry's lip he freed it from the teeth, "I want to hear your pleasure know exactly how my Demon is affecting you" Stepping back he smirked. "Enough Draco."

Reluctantly Draco pulled back, leaving indentations in the small nubs. Licking his lips he raised his gaze to meet Harry's unfocused one.

"I want to kiss him" Draco whispered. Startled at the request, Snape glared

"No." Watching as Draco continued to stare at Harry's parted bruised lips.

"Please . . . I want " stuttering helplessly Draco started as a pink tongue snaked out, followed by teeth which captured and nibbled Harry lush bottom lip. Draco leant forward, his hot breath fanning over Harry's face, causing the smaller boy to plead also. Leaning towards each other, eyes closed in anticipation of lips meeting.

Growling softly Snape moved quickly, twisting his fingers in the blonde hair he jerked the head up. Glaring down into the unfocused silver gaze "When I say no Demon, I mean it." Pulling on the hair he dragged him backwards a few steps. Releasing his hold of the blonde strands, he turned to regard the two panting boys before him.

Their arousal was obvious as was their slow eradication of self-control. Harry's gaze remained unfocused as teeth worried his bottom lip, Draco in an attempt to control himself was rhythmically clenching and un-clenching his fists. "Look how worked up the two of you are" he purred softly, "the need to touch to caress is driving you slowly insane," moving to the potions cupboard, Snape selected a green vial before returning to towering over the boys. "Tell me who deserves to fuck who tonight? Hmm"

"Don't care...Just something" Harry hissed "anything."

Snape pressed the vial into Draco's' hands deliberately allowing his fingers to brush over the boy's wrist. "Unscrew the jar, Draco." Obeying immediately, Draco twisted the cap off whilst watching Snape stroke Harry's back before coming to rest his fingers against the base of his spine.

"Prepare yourself for him, Harry, make yourself slippery so he can slide in, fill you to the hilt."

Groaning, Harry dipped his fingers into the jar. Turning, he went to lean against one of the student desks, when long cool fingers grasped his arms. " I believe my potion desk would be more appropriate." Smirking at the mewl from Harry, Snape guided the boy until he was standing before the teaching desk. Pressing himself briefly against Harry, Snape sighed appreciatively at the shudder of pleasure that rippled through the slight frame.

Hooking a long leg onto the table, Harry traced a wet finger along the dip between his cheeks. Teasingly, he circled a finger around the clenched muscles before thrusting a finger knuckle deep inside of himself. Stretching and twisting first one finger then two and three, Harry bit down on his lips attempting to stifle his moans of pleasure.

Groaning softly at the provocative site before him, Snape beckoned Draco to him. Watching the blonde stumble around the potions desk, never once taking his eyes from the site of Harry happily stretched across the desk finger fucking himself. Moving, Snape stilled the fingers buried inside of Harry. With his free hand, he pulled Harry upright and turned him to face Draco, allowing Draco to watch the flash of disappointment as the fingers were slowly pulled out.

"You appear to lack control my Demon" he murmured softly "so take a seat."

Stumbling, Draco collided with a chair never once taking his eyes of Harry. Seating himself. he became aware of Snape muttering something, in Greek if he wasn't mistaken.

"dese?? sf??t??." The indistinguishable words flowed over Draco, their meaning becoming apparent as the chairs arms began to move. Draco could feel them binding his wrists, preventing him from moving his torso. The chairs legs sprouted vines, which twisted around his legs, parting them and keeping him immobile.

Smirking down at his blonde captive, "patience and control is something you obviously have to learn." Leaning forward, his lips moving close to the blonde ear, "don't worry it wont be a harsh lesson . . . this time."

Sighing in pleasure at the resulting strangled moan, Snape straightened and turned his attention back to Harry. "I hope your preparation was enough," he purred, "seat yourself on Draco's' cock." Groaning Harry slipped passed Snape, stopping before Draco, he swallowed looking hungrily at the jutting cock.

"Face me." The soft voice commanded. Turning, Harry braced one hand on the chair, wriggling until he could feel the cock pressing against his entrance, he could hear Draco's breath coming in short sharp gasps.

"Look at me Harry, I want to see your pleasure as Draco finally slides into you." Harry locked his gaze with Snape's and began to slowly sit down. Groaning at the feeling of Draco in him, Harry's gaze became unfocused.

Draco hissed as Harry wriggled, steadily seating himself down onto his lap. Eyes flickering to Snape, Draco couldn't help but moan. Cobalt eyes were watching them avidly, devouring every little whimper and moan.

"Ride him Harry," the smokey voice whispered. Thighs clenching at the unusual position, Harry hurried to comply. As the sensation increased, Harry slipped a hand down to wrap around his cock, the need for friction driving him wild. Growling, Snape moved to seize the errant hand.

"If you can't keep your hands from touching, grip the back of the chair"

Glaring slightly as embarrassment washed over him, Harry shook his head slightly. "I'd feel like I was on display," he muttered.

Smirking at the start he caused as cool fingers gripped Harry's chin, he tilted the head back until their gazes locked. "You are on display for my pleasure, now put your hands behind your head." Groaning Harry reached behind and gripped the ornate carving.

As the body arched, Snape smirked. "You look beautiful" he purred "all arched and on display for me." Hearing the quiet moans he continued. "Do you know what I see? I see my Demon confined to a chair, his muscles straining as his body complains at all movements being hindered, the pleasure though, the pleasure has increased at this fact." Stepping forward, he traced fingers down over reddened lips, entranced at how they parted and greedily sucked his fingers in. "He loves knowing that I control him, have taken away the chance that he wont obey my every command." Slipping his fingers in and out of the hot mouth, he watched amused as Harry twisted slightly to get a better view of his fingers slipping down Draco's throat. "Ahh my Imp" he purred "what of you, happily displaying every inch to me, riding the beautiful Demon seeking pleasure even though this embarrasses you."

Allowing them to move at a steady pace he smirked, "You're close aren't you?" he drawled, all the while allowing his fingers to pet the two straining bodies, eliciting moans of pleasure. "Can you feel his cock pulsing inside you my Imp, can you feel the tension of how close he is to filling you with his seed." Pausing he let the works sink through both of the boys fogged arousal, "and you, my Demon, can you feel his muscles gripping you tight?"

Reaching down, he gripped Harry's hips and pushed him until he was fully seated on Draco's cock. "?a??s?????" he whispered. Both boys mewled in disappointment at the loss of movement, but it wasn't until Snape removed his hands and neither could move that they realised exactly what he had done.

"Oh Merlin. . . No" Draco hissed as Harry whimpered in despair.

"I control your pleasure, not you." He drawled. Petting frustrated bodies, strained to breaking point, Snape smirked, absolutely delighted with himself. Standing in front of them both, he raised a finger and tapped it light against his face. "What to do" he murmured "what to do."

"Let us pleasure you" Draco mewled softly. Glancing at the blonde he smiled, then purred in a somewhat amused voice, "Slut." Snickering softly, Harry allowed his gaze to rest on his professors prominent bulge. Licking his lips, his gaze locked with Snape's.

Reaching down, Snape slowly started to unbutton his trousers, watching amused as both Harry and Draco's gaze dropped to follow his hands every movement. Finally drawing out his arousal, he was greeted with soft gasps and little moans. Fisting his hand around his cock, he slowly moved his hand up and down the length, sighing contentedly at finally having some relief. He had been hard all afternoon just planning what he intended to do with them this evening. Groaning as his thumb slipped over his head, he heard both boys moan.

"Do you want to suck my cock Imp?" He groaned softly before regarding the boys under dark eyelashes, "God Yes" Harry hissed, his gaze never once leaving the movement of Snape's hand.

"Watching you pleasure my Demon got me so hard all I could think about was how it would feel to have you wrap your pretty little mouth around me." Adding a twist to his hands movements made his hips jerk in pleasure. "Do you deserve to suck my cock?" The resulting moan was wrenched from the blondes' lips as Harry once again added affirmative sounds. Murmuring more indistinguishable words, Snape took a step forwards, "Suck my cock Imp."

As Harry leant forward, it barely registered that he could lean forwards before he had wrapped his mouth eagerly around the straining cock before him. Snape was larger with a more distinct taste than Draco but as he moved his mouth around him, it felt just as good.

Groaning as wet heat engulfed his length, Snape leant forward catching blonde strands he twisted until silver eyes met his.

"Look my Demon" he gasped barely biting back a moan as Harry's swallowed around him, "watch as my Imp Services me." Observing silver eyes rest on Harry's mouth sliding along the thick length he moaned appreciatively. Draco clenched his eyes shut as the site became too much, the fingers in his hair fisted forcing his eyes to open, "I want you to watch" Snape growled "watch as Harry sucks me like a practised whore."

This time, it was Harry who groaned as Snape's wordswashed over him. Entwining his free hand into the unruly black hair, he gripped tightly and began to leisurely thrust into the willing heat, his gaze flicking briefly between Draco's lust filled glazed look and Harry's sweet mouth moving over him. He could feel the head of his cock brushing against the back of Harry's throat and as the boy swallowed, he knew he couldn't last for much longer.

"Imp" he groaned, "when I come" swallowing a cry he continued "hold it in your mouth." Groaning as the said mouthy tightened around him, "Is that understood?" At the affirmative mewl, Snape threw his head back and thrust faster and faster into the tight hot mouth. Biting back a scream, Snape came jerkily into the boy's mouth.

Reluctantly puling out of the heat, he wanted to stay there but knew if Harry was to obey him, he would end up chocking the boy by remaining still. Looking down, he noted the rounded cheeks and the white seed spilling from red bruised lips. Slipping his fingers from the black hair, he traced a finger down over the rounded cheeks before catching the chin and turning the head to face Draco.

"Now you may kiss" Hearing their groans, he smirked as mouths meshed and tongues duelled, watching avidly as they shared his seed before greedily swallowing as much as they could. Pulling back slightly, Draco's pink tongue lapped around Harry's mouth happily capturing the spilt seed before once again sharing the taste with Harry.

"e?e??e????" Snape whispered, before moving forward and wrapping his hand around Harry's straining erection. Shifting his hand just once up the length had Harry crying out in pleasure. Internal muscles clamped down on to Draco's cock causing the blonde to scream in pleasure. Orgasm tripped through both of their bodies. Ropey cum splashed over Harry's thighs and on to his stomach, whilst Draco's filled him completely.

Sobbing and panting, Harry slumped bonelessly against Draco, who, just acknowledging the fact that he could move, wrapped his arms around the others waist. Both leaning heavily in to the chair as they attempted to regain some composure.

Slipping himself back into his trousers, Snape moved back to leaning against his workbench. Harry and Draco were wrapped so tightly around each other, it was difficult to see where one began and the other ended. The fact Harry still had Draco embedded deep inside him didn't really help. They rested comfortably together breath coming in shirt sharp pants whilst their bodies still trembled at the force of their orgasms.

"Collect the Imps come with your fingers, my Demon" Snape purred softly.

Draco reached his fingers down and gathered Harry's come on his fingers. "Offer them to the Imp." Raising his fingers to Harry's lips, Snape watched entranced as Harrys pink tongue reached out and began to lap the sticky fluid from the blonde's hand. Once clean, Draco reached down to collect more, but this time brought his hand to his own lips. Chuckling at the pleasure on Draco's face, Snape straightened himself.

"Stand" he murmured.

Both groaned in disappointment as Harrys stood, Harry from the loss of Draco embedded inside him and Draco from the loss of heat. Standing unsteadily before Snape, they both watched fascinated at what the Professor could possible do next.

"Lean against the potions desk my Imp" Moving to comply, Harry stood next to Snape. "Turn around and spread your legs."

Draco almost collapsed back in the chair as Snape kneeled between Harry's legs and began to lick him clean.

Harry jumped at the sensation of a tongue lapping across his skin them, began to groan in encouragement as the warm wet tongue probed within him. As the warm wet sensation continued, Harry began to wriggle in delight. Feeling a chuckle reverberate and teeth nip the base of his spine, Harry mewled in disappointment as Snape stood.

"You really are a wanton slut" he drawled amused. Tugging Harry around, he made sure the boy could see as he leant forward and captured Draco's chin. Leaning forward, Snape's mouth descended upon Draco's mouth in a bruising demanding kiss, plunging his tongue into the willing wet cavern Snape explored every inch, took complete control which had Draco mewling in pleasure. Reluctantly he pulled back, brushing the tiniest of kisses on now very swollen lips.

Stepping back, he observed the debauched appearances of his students and smirked, words flowed from his lips resulting in the boys being once again clothed. "Goodnight, and I'll expect to see you prompt for detention tomorrow evening." With that, he swept from the room.