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"I'm a Teacher"	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Ron Views: 7886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The following month saw Ron making preparations for international travel. Luna made arrangements for his portkey and press passes. He had appointments to interview muggle born wizards who continued to live in the muggle world, playing and in one case coaching. He had plans to leave from the Hogwart’s grounds the following morning at 6 in the morning. After settling his flat, and finishing his packing, he apparated to the school and made his way along the tunnel to Severus’s apartments. He wasn’t there but that was already known. He would join Ron after classes.

He settled himself, thinking how natural it was to make himself at home. They hadn’t been dating for a long time, but he found himself here many times. He may as well just move in. He stopped what he was doing and eased himself into a chair.

Living with Severus would have it’s benefits. Sharing expenses was minor, but it would help. Severus didn’t pay rent on his apartments since he was a staff member, and Ron could do his own shopping and such. Since he was aware of the entrance to the castle, he wouldn’t be disturbing the students, and Severus wouldn’t request time off for visits off the school grounds.

It seemed better and better the more he thought about it. He wondered what Severus would think of the idea, but quickly dismissed mentioning it. They were still a relatively new couple and there would be time to talk about that later.

Severus joined him after classes, and they had dinner in his quarters. He left a few times to address his house members but for the most part it was a quiet evening. They made slow love, Severus giving him everything he enjoyed.

He slept curled up with Severus against his back, breathing steadily against his neck. This was what he wanted from a man, and he was glad to have found it.

The United States was always a joy for Ron to visit. There was less stress about making a faux pas of any kind. In other countries he had to make sure he behaved appropriately and didn’t insult anyone. In the US, if he did anything out of sorts, they just smiled and told him he wasn’t in England and not to be so stressed. His accent was attractive to them as well, especially the ladies, and had that appealed to him he knew he would be very successful indeed.

He laughed as he thought about what Severus might say regarding the lady who offered him a room for the night, not believing him when he claimed he was dating a man. He just let her flirt as she wanted to, he would only be there a week.

On his third day, his interview with a coach approached and as he made sure he had his notepad and charmed quill he left his hotel room, only to be stopped in the hall.

“Ron.” He turned and faced Dorian. Letting out a sigh, he let his eyes close for a mere moment.

“What are you doing here?” He asked.

“I’m taking in the game. I didn’t know you would be here. I saw you at the autograph signing yesterday. It’s good to see you.” He gave Ron the same smile that had always melted his knees, but now that smile did nothing for him. He saw it for what it was worth.

“It is?”

“You seem to have a hard time believing it.” Dorian reached out for his hand, bur Ron tucked it into his pocket.

“Considering that you sent Severus a letter against me, why would I think otherwise?” He kept his eyes on Dorian’s.

“I didn’t write to him criticizing you, I merely said you were unrealistic in your demands.” He explained, earning nothing but a head shake from Ron.

“Unrealistic? Severus doesn’t think so. He doesn’t see anyone else, only me. He doesn’t think that’s unrealistic. He wants what I want.” Ron turned to leave but then decided he had to say his peace. “You know Dorian, after I read your letter I wondered what I would say if I ran into you. Would I call you names, or hurl cruel insults at you? I was shocked at the club, and didn’t want to do anything but get away from you. Severus made it known that I was worth something more than a few hours of time. I feel sorry for you Dorian, because you don’t have what I have. You are missing out on so much.”

“Are you telling me that you don’t hold a grudge?” He winked and moved closer.

Ron held his ground, not being affected at all. “I never held a grudge and I forgave you already for how you treated me, because if I let it make me bitter, then I would have brought that to Severus. He’s too much of a real man for me to do that to him.”

He turned and walked down the hall, leaving Dorian standing where he was. He felt good with himself, finally having voiced his mind. Ron walked with a new stride. He would write to Severus tonight, he had to. A stronger owl would be needed but the hotel supplied them.

The portkey brought him right to Hogwarts grounds. He left the beaten up and discarded purse where it was. He made his way to the tunnels that would lead him back to Severus. He hurried on his way to the familiar door and entered quietly. He knew Severus was in class at the moment, but that gave him time to get ready.

Severus hurried through his notes, and for the first time in his teaching career considered dismissing his students early. But they might continue to expect that in the future. He eyed the clock. Ron would have arrived by now and be waiting for him in his apartments. He had a free period coming up, and he planned to spend it locked in his sanctuary with a certain ginger.

He was such a breath of fresh air in a life that had been lonely for so long. Ron made him feel alive again, in so many ways. He was glad to be reunited with a young man he used to teach, and to be as intimate and involved as they were was something special.

The class ended and once he had sealed up his class, he hurried through the office and into his private apartments. “Ron?” He was met with silence and for a moment worried that he had missed his portkey, but he saw the familiar rucksack and cloak on his couch, and let out a relieved sigh. “Ron?” He called again, and glanced around. He went to his room, thinking he may be taking a nap. When he opened the door his erection sprang to life.

Ron was stripped down to his black shorts, on his knees, his head bowed and his wrists wrapped with long black silken cords. “Ron.” He whispered, but it was heard. Ron lifted his head and met his lover’s eyes.

Severus stripped down naked and walked over to him slowly. Ron remained where he was, not moving, keeping his eyes on the man approaching him. He had a surprise for his old man, but he would let it be found on his own.

Taking the black cords, he forced Ron to his feet and walked him over to the huge bed, standing him at the foot. Ron watched in the huge mirror behind the headboard. He saw Severus move behind him and lift a hand, tying him to the thick poster on his right. He secured the left side as well, and he was restrained, with the dark man standing behind him.

Ron had yet to say a single word, and he was showing his trust. He was going to let Severus have his way. It was this submission that he enjoyed most of all, because he knew Severus appreciated it and treasured it. He didn’t expect it from him, but he valued it.

He watched in the mirror, seeing the thoughts in Severus’s eyes. He was wondering where to start and for a moment Ron thought of his surprise. Would Severus think it sexy or would he be disgusted. He hoped with everything he was that he would like it, and almost as if reading his mind, Severus reached his arms around him, letting his arms in the mirror reflect his actions. Ron saw both pale arms circle his waist and slip inside the band of his shorts.

Ron held his breath, waiting, until he heard the exclamation. “What the fuck!” Ron grinned as he watched Severus, jump on the bed and face him, yanking down his shorts, to stare at the barbell through his shaft. “You put a bolt through your cock?!”

Ron smiled at the surprise. It was clear that Severus was shocked but not repulsed or turned off. He stared in fascination and the silver rod with the globes on each end, decorated with a black gem. “Do you like it?”

“Why did you do this?” He asked, still starting.

“I thought it was sexy. Something you know I have that nobody else will see.” He continued to hold himself still.

“This is for me then?” He met the young man’s eyes, still unable to get rid of his shock.

“Look at the gem.” Severus leaned down and looked closer. There on the top globe, etched into the black stone was a small ‘S’. He raised himself upright again. “This is remarkable.” He met his eyes and Ron was glad he liked it. He felt a tug, then another, then another. He felt a stronger tug and it stretched longer. “Does this hurt?”

“No.” He felt the tug stronger, then it stopped. A hand wrapped around his cock head and held him still, then he felt the barbell through his shaft being rolled around.

“What does this feel like?” He asked, still not looking away.

“It feels good. Not sexual, but I feel it.” He admitted. He had played with it once it had healed, it never gave him an erection, but the sensations it gave him felt nice.

“Not sexual huh? We should do something about that.” He eased himself into a comfortable sitting position on the mattress, facing Ron and his new piercing. He knew he blocked the view in the mirror, but that was fine. All Ron had to do was look down, to see his cock had vanished.

The groans from the young man he was servicing were beautiful. He took Ron to the back of his throat, feeling that barbell on the roof of his mouth and the flat of his tongue. He had to admit, it was an unusual feeling.

He loved Ron’s cock, smooth and sweet smelling, thick and full, and now decorated. The sound his lover was making stirred his heart. To have a handsome young man give himself over completely this way was something he cherished and he wanted Ron to know he treasured it. If he spent the rest of his days proving it, then he would.

He slid completely off him, letting his glistening cock jut outright from his body. Ron was trimmed very short and his sac was practically bald. Severus wrapped his hand around the shaft, stroking up and down, mindful of the piercing and leaned down, taking one side of his sac in his mouth. While he slurped and licked to flesh, Ron pulled frantically at the ties. He wanted to caress that hair, but he found it exciting to be at Severus’s mercy.

Standing up the dark man reached out and grabbed the bottle of lube, coating himself and Ron as he moved behind the restrained young man. Ron eagerly watched in the mirror. His body was blocking the view, but he could see Severus move behind him. Two pale hands gripped his waist and he felt his body being penetrated. Severus’s face appeared beside his and his arms wrapped around his body as he slid home, submerging himself to the hilt.

Ron let out a loud groan. He had missed this. He loved being connected to Severus this way and being separated for a week was too much. He made a mental note to make sure he was never gone that long again, but he also knew he was fooling himself. He would have to take trips again, but at the moment he would have sworn to anything.

Severus pulled out and plunged in again. “Did you miss me?”

“Yes.” Ron met his eyes through the mirror, each face filled with lust.

“Good.” He plunged again, pulling back on Ron’s hips. “You have made me suffer by keeping away.”

“I didn’t mean….AHHH!” He was stopped by a hard thrust.

“You what?” He thrust again.

“I didn’t mean to!” Ron cried out, pulling against the bindings and praying also that they wouldn’t release him.

“Is that right?” He thrust again. “I have been perpetually hard this whole week young man.” He thrust harder. “Should I take it out on you?”

“Yes Sir!” Ron yelled, hoping that Severus had put up solid wards. The ‘Sir’ went right through his body. He loved it when Ron called him Sir. He loved it when Ron called him Professor. It was perverted as hell, but when he was alone with his lover he could be as perverted as they wanted to be.

“Should I take points off?” He thrust again and again, growing harder as Ron’s noises. In the mirror he could see the clear fluid already leaking from the younger man’s cock. “Should I assign detentions?”

Ron bit his lower lip, pushing his body back as he was fucked deeper. Severus reached up and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling his head back. Ron let out a yelp. A deep, voice whispered in his ear. “Perhaps I should just take it out of your ass?”

“YES SIR!!!!” He screamed out, his body begging for release.

Severus reached up and pulled the ties free, then pushed on his shoulders, forcing Ron on to the bed face down with his legs over the edge. He grabbed his hips and began plunging with a vengeance, taking out his forced week long celibacy on an eager and willing redhead.

Ron clutched onto the covers as he came hard. The thrusting continued, deeper, harder. The grip on his hips tightened, no doubt leaving marks, but Ron would love them. He always loved seeing Severus’s marks on his body.

Again and again Severus thrust, feeling the build-up in his sac, he gripped Ron’s shoulder, and plunging as deeply as he could, flooded his bowels with a barge load of seamen. He thrust again until he was drained, then let his body collapse.

Both men lay face down on the bed, one covering the other, heaving for air, but Ron couldn’t be happier. This was what he always wanted. After some time the two men managed to move. Side by side they fell asleep. It was during the night that Ron woke to find Severus in the front room with a cigarette, naked in an armchair, relaxing.

He walked up, equally naked and settled into his lap. Partaking to share his cigarette, Severus spoke as he handed it over. “I think we should live together.”

Ron smiled and handed the smoke back. “Alright.”

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