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Please, Release Me!	By : Severus1snape Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Neville Views: 17667 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Neville felt Snape´s hot, yet surprisingly not disgusting breath against his naked skin near his right ear, when he opened his eyes to look at the man who had just given him the best orgasm he has ever had. Oh, the irony. If this wasn´t fate´s ugly face laughing at Neville´s young and confused one, then he didn´t know what the hell it was.

Neville´s breathing was rapid and his left hand twisted slightly as if it wanted to move upwards to gently tug away a stray strand of hairs clouding Snape´s one eye. His brain won that battle. Thank God. Could you imagine what Snape would have done, if he had given his hand that kind of permission? He would have laughed, mocked, and Neville would never hear the end of it; maybe Snape would have continued mocking him through letters once in Azkaban. Knock it off you twit, Neville, as if he would ever write to you, even if it were to ridicule you.

The world stopped once they made eye contact. Neville wasn´t sure how long they had been standing this way, and his voice had surely been snatched by an owl and flown out the window. Not that there had been any owls around or that there was a window in here at all. Your mind is playing you Neville, concentrate. He told himself.

“Can you stand?” Snape´s voice rang somewhere in Neville´s ears. That was an odd sort of question, why shouldn´t I be able to stand? I´m a grown man! Neville then realized that Snape was still holding his body up, pressed against the cold stone so he wouldn´t fall to his arse. Could this get any more embarrassing, really?

Neville cleared his throat. “I think so.” It said. Wait, that wasn´t what it was supposed to say. Damn it!

Snape nodded and slowly let his former student go. He did leave the school, so he really wasn´t his teacher anymore, not that Neville had chosen potions this year anyway. Thanks to Snape he sucked at it. Well, maybe that wasn´t really true, but it made him feel slightly better deceiving his mind this way, instead of admitting to being a stupid, non-worthy piece of …

“Stop that Longbottom.” Snape drawled, sounding bored all of a sudden, once Neville was supporting his own long limbs against the wall.

“I didn´t do anything!” Neville snapped back. Snape made sure his own clothes were in order before answering.

“Please, you were telling yourself off. You´re clearly forgetting who is standing in front of you, Longbottom. You´re an open book sometimes.” He smirked and Neville´s cheeks reddened.

There it was again, him calling me stupid. Neville was going to tell the potions master off but Snape spoke again. “You´re not stupid Longbottom. You just lack confidence. However, taking in mind how many times I have to repeat myself in saying exactly this, I might change my mind about that.” Neville scowled. He didn´t know why, because it sort of sounded like some kind of compliment had just escaped Snape´s mouth and landed on him attaching itself to his brain, as if trying to get in there and stay the night, or maybe even longer than that.

Neville seemed to be having another conversation with his own mind, which Snape ignored. “I need my wand back, Longbottom.” Neville snapped back to reality, his eyes narrowing.

“No.” His mouth retorted on its own. Snape took a deep breath.

“Please.” Snape then added. Well, this sounded odd.

“You know I can´t do that Snape. You killed someone; you should go to Azkaban for it. It´s only fair.” Neville had gotten his voice back and along with that his confidence.

Snape breathed in and out slowly a few times. He knew that Longbottom would never return his wand to him, unless he told him the truth. He could lie of course, but there was no time, Potter needed that sword eventually and he could not help him from a wizard´s prison. He knew that, and he sighed. He needed Longbottom to be brave; he needed Longbottom to be a Gryffindor. Great you moron, now you need him to be that, after you called him a bloody Hufflepuff! Snape sighed again.

“Potter needs my help, I promised Dumbledore.” Neville´s eyes narrowed again and then he laughed.

“You must be quite desperate Snape, using my friendship to Harry to trick me. Well, it won´t work.” Neville then walked towards the door, his hand was on the knob when Snape´s hand touched it. Not hard, not persisting, just touching.

“I can prove it.” Snape said in that voice that wasn´t his again, meeting Neville´s eyes.

“How?” Was the only reply that came.

“My memories.” Snape responded flat out.

Neville realized that Snape´s hand was still covering his own and he looked down to it, Snape did too. Snape hasn´t tried overpowering you since before he offered to give you a... You can say it, call it for what it was, a blowjob. Right, before he gave you a blow, then. Why would he lie? Well, of course he would lie, he is trying to stay out of prison, you fool. Neville didn´t know what to do and Snape sensed it.

“I understand you not trusting me, Longbottom.” Neville snorted. “And I have never offered anyone else, other than Albus, the insight to my mind. This is a way to stay out of prison for now, yes, but it is also an act of trust.” Neville´s eyes widened.

“I trust you.” He added.

"And Voldemort has access." Neville said.

"Yes, him too." Snape admitted.

Neville´s mind went haywire. Those words, ´I trust you´, coming from that man spoken to him of all people. Surely it must be part of whatever trick he is playing on him right now. Neville´s stomach flipped over. Snape´s hand still hadn´t moved from his, and the skin seemed to burn from the touch. His cock twitched. Wait, what? Why the hell would it do that?! Hormones Neville, you´re a teenager. It´s normal to react like this in awkward situations. Yes, that´s what it is.

Snape smirked as if he had read Neville´s mind, and Neville flushed three shades of red. “Really Longbottom?” He demanded knowing.

“Really what?” His voice low and slightly shaking. Snape moved closer and Neville took a step back and reached the stone wall once more. Snape took another step. He smirked. Neville froze.

“Would you like another?” Snape purred. Wait, Snape does not purr. Idiotic mind.

Neville´s mouth felt dry, no words were coming out. He knew he had to respond so he told his head to shake ´no´. It didn´t. But Snape got his answer anyway so it seemed, because he once more fell to his knees in front of Neville. Bloody brain of a teenager. Neville bit down hard and took a deep breath, trying to speak again. He failed.

Snape unzipped Neville´s pants and began pulling them down. Fuck. “Will you let me do the work this time then?” Snape asked casually; as if this was the most natural thing the two of them could ever do together.

“W-what do you mean?” Neville managed to produce. Snape pulled down Neville´s boxers and his cock sprang free from its prison. Snape took a deep breath.

“As much as I enjoyed you fucking my mouth, I would like to do this on my own this time.” Snape´s tongue darted out to lick the slit of Neville´s hard cock free from pre-cum. Neville fought to not jerk his hips towards the hot mouth. Snape smirked up at him and their eyes met.

“For someone who lacks confidence you seem to be very insisting on taking charge?” He sucked the head without removing his eyes from Neville´s. The younger man flushed at this sight. He had never been more turned on than right now, having Severus Snape of all people, kneeling before him with his cock in his mouth while looking up at him.

Snape sucked again and Neville´s eyes closed briefly before gazing down on Snape again. The older man´s eyes seemed to change by now, as if seeing Neville this confident turned him on. That couldn´t be it, could it? Why else would he do this again? He is doing it for you to trust him, Neville. This is Snape. The man never does anything for others because he wants to.

A pop sounded and Neville wondered if a house elf had apparated here, but it was only Snape who had released the cock he was molesting.

“I´m doing it because we both want it, Longbottom. Not because I want out of here. Do you want me to stop or to finish you off?” Snape had the annoying habit of knowing what Neville´s mind was thinking. I really am an open book to him.

“Don´t.” Snape licked the back of the huge cock from root to tip.

“Don´t what?” The tongue played with the slit again.

“Gods… don´t stop.” Neville was rewarded with a trip inside the warm mouth, all the way back to the throat, then Snape moaned and sent lovely vibrations to his cock.

“Don´t stop what?” The potions master pushed on.

A hand ran up and down the slick cock while the tongue worked it´s magic on the head. Neville´s legs shook and a deep moan escaped his body. “.. Don´t stop… sucking my… cock…” Neville was in heat like a pair of black pants clinging on to someone in the hot sun on the warmest day of the year. Snape sucked him hard and Neville growled, fighting to remain still and let the older man work his cock like he had requested.

“You like me sucking your cock?” Neville answered with a moan.

“Do you want me to give you pleasure? To give you the best orgasm you´ve ever had?” Neville lost the battle as Snape deep-throated him again and he had to thrust. Snape moaned and Neville growled.

Neville needed more, he needed to come, and this was torture. “S-so… g-good… please…” Neville´s words made Snape moan louder over his cock.

Snape sucked on two fingers before he licked the gorgeous, young cock saluting him again. “Spread your legs.” Wait, what? N-no, I don´t bottom! I tried that once with Seamus and I hated having something inside me, never again. Neville´s legs moved anyway and Snape´s fingers massaged the tight entrance while he sucked the head of the willing cock.

“Nguuuh…” Neville let out as Snape pressed the first finger inside. The mouth left his cock and Snape looked up. Neville had watched every move he had made, he was glued to the sight of it all and he therefore met Snape´s eyes like it was nothing.

Snape pushed another finger inside after some time of stretching his hole, Neville flinched slightly and Snape chose that moment to suck the sac into his mouth, and Neville screamed out in passion while Snape was stretching him with a third finger.

“FUCK.” Neville yelped as his prostate decided to take part of the game suddenly. Snape released the sac and pulled out his fingers standing up.

“Take me out.” Neville must have looked confused because Snape added. “Take out my cock.”

Neville fought to get his voice out through his mouth and his brain to get his body to push Snape away. This was going way too far now. He had to stop this, to say no. He looked to his hands, wand still in one of them. “Just say the word and I will stop.” Snape then said, obviously reading Neville once more. Do I want him to stop? What if I die soon and this is my last chance to have sex? Oh my god, please tell me that having sex with Snape is not something I really want, is it?

“N-no…” Neville´s husky voice stated as he pocketed his wand and made his shaking hands reach down to free the cock of his former teacher. Snape´s eyes never left Neville´s face, as if searching for any hesitation at all should it return. Snape sighed as he felt big hands surrounding his hard member. Neville tentatively gave it a light squeeze earning a deep groan from the older man.

“Turn around Longbottom.” He said. Neville met his eyes.

“No.” He replied firmly. “I ..” Snape searched Neville´s face again but found no hesitations.

“If we´re going to fuck… you had better start calling me Neville…” He glared at Snape as he spoke as confident as he could muster up. Snape smiled. Wait, Snape does not smile, does he? Yet, something was smeared across his face now that could very well resemble a smile to Neville.

“Turn around so I can fuck you, Neville.” Neville´s stomach was overrun by butterflies from the way Snape had addressed him. He decided that he liked his name coming from Snape´s lips.

“Yes, professor.” Neville caught a glimpse of Snape´s face before turning, was it lust? Snape grabbed Neville´s hands and placed them above his head onto the stone wall and he used his knees to part his legs.

“I need a wand.” Neville was about to say ´no´ when Snape spoke again. “Unless you wish to suck on the fingers I just pulled out of your arse, I need to clean and lubricate them to make sure I don´t harm you.”

Neville flushed, hesitated but took out a wand, casting a cleaning and then a lubricating spell to Snape´s fingers and tugged the wand back into his robes. Snape has still not made another move to grab a wand, was he telling the truth, that he really was trying to help Harry? God, stop thinking about Harry now, he´s not your type. Snape knelt in front of Neville´s buttocks.

“W-what..?” Neville wanted to ask the other something when he felt his arse cheeks parting. Oh my god… “Snape…?”

“I thought we agreed to be on first name basis by now…” Neville yelped when he felt a wet tongue rimming his puckered hole; Snape simply couldn´t resist doing this instead of using his fingers again.

“Fuck… Severus…” The tongue wanted entrance and Neville relaxed and was rewarded. Severus moaned as Neville bucked onto the intruder.

“N-no one has ever done that… fuck yes…” Severus liked that statement and teased him some more before standing up coating his cock from what lube was left on his fingers.

Severus stood closer to Neville and rested his left hand on his hip, the other guiding his cock. He pushed gently and Neville drew in a very, very deep breath. “Want me to stop?” He asked. Neville shook his head. He wasn´t sure what the hell was going on. He had tried this before and didn´t like it. Surely it would be much, much worse with this man of all people?

Severus moved the left hand to Neville´s stomach as if wanting to make the younger male relax. It worked, and Severus pushed the head inside pausing to let Neville adjust. “Are you a virgin? Gods you´re tight..” Severus breathed. Neville shook his head and pushed down onto Severus´ cock. Severus took the sign and pushed further inside and when he was met with only moans he didn´t stop until he was buried to the hilt.

“Fuck yes..” Severus let out not knowing he had said it, causing Neville to grin.

“Too much for you Severus?” He responded with a thrust and Neville screamed with pleasure. Wait, I like this? Severus set a pace of deep and hard thrusts. YES I DO! Neville agreed.

“Gods Sev´rus… S-sooo good…” Another thrust. “Nguuuh.. don´t… you dare… stop…”

Severus stopped, causing Neville to slam down hard onto his cock. Severus growled and stilled Neville´s hips. “Are you always so loud Neville? Your noises alone…” He stopped speaking having realized what he was admitting to.

“.. Almost tipped you over?” Neville offered with a grin, not even hiding it from the older wizard. “Not like you´re Mr. quiet yourself, is it?” Severus began moving slowly when Neville squeezed his cock using his muscles.

“Fuck Neville… you better bloody well stop that now…”

“What, this?” Neville asked and squeezed again. Severus growled. “You better resume to fucking me then… it´s one or the other…” Neville admitted, feeling more horny than ever and he really needed to come soon.

Severus decided that fucking would be his choice and began thrusting again almost hitting Neville´s prostate every time. “Y-yes! God… Sev´rus… harder…”

“Mhff… you´re a right slut... aren´t you Neville…. you love.... it when.... I fuck you…” Severus´ words drove Neville insane with lust.

“YES!…”

“Mm… my own, little... Gryffindor slut… that´s… very… GOD…. intriguing…”

“Mm… please… I´m gonna… nghuuh… yes… please... Sev´rus…” Severus nearly lost it then from Neville´s begging but the younger man came first. “God yes… I´m c-coming…” Neville´s muscles ripped Severus´ orgasm from his body and he moaned loudly, steadying himself with the use of Neville´s hips to keep from falling over.

Severus withdrew from Neville´s body and Neville reached for the wand to clean them, pulling up his pants before sitting down, flinching slightly when he touched the floor. Severus´ legs gave in from under him too and sat beside Neville. He stared at the younger man, smirking again. “I think I may have discovered where your hidden talents lay, Neville …” Neville could only respond with a laugh as they sat there together to regain their strengths.

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