HP John Snape

Chapter 70

This look made John couldn't help but flinch again, and all the courage he had just now disappeared.

He suddenly remembered that the Severus in front of him was a man with a strong pride, a petty mind, and a man who was determined to take revenge - and most importantly, he was still holding a wand!

John had a bad feeling. He quickly regained his serious expression and bent down to touch the knob under the seat, trying to adjust the flat seat back:

"I was joking, Severus. The time has been delayed for so long - ugh!"

He said Before his fingertips even touched the knob, a strong force knocked him down onto the flat seat.

Snape leaned over and quickly drew his wand and pointed it at him.

"It's not Mr. Snape's style to back down at a time like this,"

he said slowly.

John raised his head with difficulty and saw Snape looking at him condescendingly. He felt uneasy and couldn't help but stammered: "Severus... you, what do you want to do? Don't mess around!"

He struggled for a while, except for I can't move my hands or anything else.

But John didn't dare to go too far - the wand was still pointed at him, in case he was cast a spell -

Severus, who was furious, would not remember "no magic is allowed in relationships".

Snape flicked his wand.

The clothes on John's body made a tearing sound and became torn apart.

"Wait, wait! Severus!" he panicked.

——This is prepared to come true!

Snape turned a deaf ear, smoothed away the pieces of clothing that were in the way, and gently rubbed the pale skin under his hands.

He looked at it intently, with an expression as if he was admiring a rare potion.

John shuddered.

He never thought that this kind of scene would really happen to him - Snape's focused eyes, the rough touch of his palms, and the faint feeling of electric current flowing across his body. All this made John feel extremely exciting.

His change was noticed by Snape almost instantly.

"Do you feel something just like this?" Snape raised his eyebrows in confusion.

John couldn't help but blush.

Severus was already on top of him, and his change was immediately noticed.

And now, he could feel it pressing against Severus' leg - he was being squeezed so painfully, but he also felt so stimulated that he couldn't breathe.

In Severus's confused eyes, he was so embarrassed and angry that he wanted to find a place to hide in.

John struggled weakly again. He wanted to distance himself. It was too embarrassing now. But he couldn't move in the first place, so it only had the opposite effect - not only was a certain place still close to Snape's leg, but it also rubbed slightly, which made him couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh from his throat.

The serious expression on Snape's face became a little strange, a bit like a half-smile - he pretended not to see John's movements and continued to caress him unhurriedly.

His eyes paused for a moment on the two protruding points in front of John, and then he touched and tried to rub them with his fingertips with great interest. John gasped uncontrollably and hurriedly shouted,

"Don't do this! Severus, stop! You, you -"

- Although Snape's movements were very unfamiliar, John had to admit that he was being He was teasing until it was unbearable.

His changes were more obvious.

Snape felt it too, looked at him, and stopped temporarily as if out of mercy.

But he imitated John's previous actions and reached down to hold the thing that was close to him. His expression was as normal as if he was teaching in the cellar.

He started rubbing it slowly, but soon stopped.

John was unprepared, and suddenly his whole body trembled with joy, and he almost screamed, but Snape stopped immediately, and the hellish emptiness made him extremely painful.

John couldn't help but raise his face and look at Snape urgingly.

Snape was unmoved.

John couldn't stand it any longer, so he gasped and stretched his hand down -

"imprisonment immediately." Snape's calm voice was no less than bad news to John at this time.

John was completely unable to move. He stared at Snape in shock, condemning Snape with his eyes for not continuing.

"I'm waiting for you to tell me." Snape said softly.

His face was as serious and cold as ever, but his dark eyes were extraordinarily deep, and there was something burning in them. But now, he could only look at John intently, motionless.

John's lips trembled, unable to speak.

Ask him this kind of question when you're trying to turn him on! Severus's intentions were too obvious! What a sinister intention!

He is now deeply aware of what "turns of fortune" mean.

But John felt that he was now in a dilemma.

He had to do his best not to moan, and he rubbed his body unbearably. But if he doesn't explain Severus' doubts now, that feeling will really make him cry...