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Corruption Of Innocence	By : mrsrickman Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1461 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3

Violation

That day hadn�t been an easy one. Several students misbehaved. Severus rewarded them by taking a total of twenty five points from his own house, much to the shock of his students. Taya Matterson was still clearly on his mind. What would he do when he saw her again? She was now a grown woman, independent with ideas and insights previously unknown to her as a child. He shook his head. And with a life of her own. What was possibly making him believe that she could ever want him? He reproached himself for his stupidity. But what was I bringing her back to Hogwarts? He wondered again.

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The professor sighed as he crossed through an invisible arch way leading from the classroom to his private quarters. Muttering an incantation the secret doorway solidified into a wall.

Once inside his bedroom Severus shed himself of his clothes, hoping perhaps he would be shedding some of his unwanted thoughts as well. He strode over to the bathroom naked and stepped into the shower. A jet of cold water pummelled his body and he recoiled from the shock, and took a few moments to re-adjust the temperature. Once adequate he stepped completely under and let the water soak his black shoulder length hair.

His mind carried him away into his deepest fantasy. He was in her arms, warm and safe, protected from any more harm and any more fear, bathed in her love for him, a love he privately hungered for but believed she never would give him, even if she did he would probably deny it. That brief moment long ago in a confused state she had kissed him. He couldn�t deny that he had practically melted in her arms. Only if he knew the answer to a question plaguing his mind for seven long years. Had there been any kind of feeling besides bewildered passion from her or was it just the reaction of teenage hormones, a confused mind or a dare?

Professor Snape fell back into the fantasy again. She held him close against her breast stroking his hair, stroking all the anxiety and tension away as her fingers massaged the pressure points at his temples.

Severus stood upright. She gently pressed her hand against smooth skin, onto his heart then she leaned close, her lips tenderly caressing his.

She took the bar of soap and ran it slowly down his body. She placed the bar back down on the rack and began lathering him. He felt her hand slide over his lower belly before stopping to massage his private parts. He watched inquisitively as Taya continued cleansing him and her fingers stroking his tender swollen flesh.

The potions master suddenly cried out. He was shocked by his own voice.

After the scare subsided he became aware of the burning hardness between his legs. He had no choice now, he had to release this urgency. The more sooner he did it the more quickly he would return to normal, so he hoped.

This was another pleasure he had denied himself for such a long time, but she, that young woman was fighting him to relieve himself of all that pent-up repressed emotion.

Severus groaned. He was both angered and excited by such unfamiliar sensations,. but how he longed for her to do that to him.

"I wish you were here," he thought out loud. His eyes were now burning from tears unshed. He knew she could pleasure him better than he, with his uncertain clumsy attempts to gratify himself.

Finally after an agonised few minutes he came. Horror and disbelief at his brief moment of delectation filled him with self loathing. He leaned back against the wall letting the shower jet wash away any evidence that Severus had been touching himself.

Now clean he stepped from the shower and performed a simple drying spell before he went to bed.

No sooner as his head hit the pillow he fell into a surprisingly pleasant dream.

She was kissing him, tenderly and slowly. Her arms slid around him hugging him too her protectively. In his dream he longed for such tenderness, such warmth. He heard a small strangled cry from her, the sound reverberated in his ears, turning him on, arousing his senses as well as his mind.

Her hands struggled to unfasten the clasps of his robes, so he removed them himself. Taya leaned in close, kissing his neck and shoulders.

Obviously not close enough because she shifted her position and sat in his lahe fhe fitted perfectly against his bare chest, curled into him with his large hands around her waist and his warm sweet mouth against hers.

Her hands slid down his back taking a moment to pause on the jagged scars inflicted upon him years before. A soft caress was met by a faint groan from him. He slumped forward, completely relaxed as if his very existence rested on her touch.

Severus awoke with a start. He could feel the sensation of her mouth on his lips as if she had really been there. For a second he looked down, determined to find her laying beside him in his bed. He knew the second he looked down it had been a dream. He dropped back against the pillows with a sigh and turned over pulling the heavy blankets around his shoulders. After a few moments he was sound asleep again, but not dreaming such a pleasant and contented illusion of peace.

It was the same dream, a dream he re-lived night after night, week after week, month after month and year after year. Many consecutive years had past when the actual event had happened but the real scenario was as fresh in Severus� mind as if it had happened yesterday.

A hand caressed tender skin, the delicate caress of his torturer before a pain was wretched through his body.

Severus lay face down in a cold darkened room, much like that of his dungeons at Hogwarts. He was naked, wrists and ankles were bound onto rusty metal hooks on the floor by invisible magic ropes. His legs were spread unnaturally apart.

The man dressed in dark blue robes trimmed in gold paced for a few moments around Severus� prone form on the cold dirty floor. He finally took a position near his head and squatted down so intimately close to his face he could feis kis keeper�s dank putrid breath on his neck. The man breathed on him obviously aroused by Severus� evident discomfort. A low bitter cackle came from the man�s lips.

"Beg," came the voice that Severus dreaded hearing, just one word that promised so much to come.

When he gave no reply the professor�s hair was roughly grabbed and Severus� head was pulled up, he was met with a maddening grin. "You will beg me. Eventually it will be the only thing you have left and you will plead for it. You hear me Snape?" The voice grew louder in his ear and his head was jerked awkwardly back.

Severus snarled through clenched teeth, trying not to let the discomfort show. "I�ll never beg...you...you have my body...but, but you will never have my soul..."

"Tut, tut," came the reply. "How wrong you are my dear man. Maybe you won�t beg today," the man shrugged, "but you will." He smiled and dropped Severus� head painfully back down.

"A finger lightly brushed his right ear then came to a stop just before he pinched the lobe hard between finger and thumb. "Listen very carefully Severus, all your dreams and stupid fantasies will end here. In this room. Your chastity will be mine shortly and I won�t except your pleads for mercy-" he paused. "Humm, but perhaps-that�ll be more fun." A low growl came from Severus� throat. "You won�t move, you understand. You are completely under my control."

"Bastard," Severus spat.

"How old are you Snape?" Came an aching voice.

"Twenty-"

�Such tender flesh, untouched, Ah, Severus Snape my virgin. What were you saying?" The man�s head pressed into Severus�. He stared into hollow grey eyes. So pale that for a glance they could have been colourless.

"Twenty ...." A pitiful sound of cruel laughter came from the man.

"Twenty and you�ve never been touched?"

�Why should I tell you about my personal life?" Came a blunt reply.

The man glared into Severus� eyes. The dark brown irises had turned to icy black from bitter rage. The man never once taking his gaze away, deliberately un-nerving the young potions master. Severus blinked, then turned away, only to have his head fiercely pulled back to face the other man. Suddenly with no warning harsh cold lips crushed his. He felt the lust burrowing up into the other�s through the bruising kiss. He screwed his eyes closed and struggled to concentrate on keeping his jaw locked in prevention of the man�s tongue from entering his mouth.
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