Chapter 1
Sirius woke up from a nightmare. He stroked his sweaty hair, sighed, helplessly looked at the wet bed sheet, his stormy gray eyes filled with fatigue and pain. He whispered a "Scourgify" spell to clean up the fluids in his crotch and then lay down, trying to fall asleep.
He didn't know how many times he has had this dream. It haunted his every sleep. Every time he laid his head down on the pillow, the images in the dream always repeated like a broken cassette tape. He had no way to get it out of his head, it was like a curse imprinted on his mind. After many failed attempts to deny reality, he surrendered, allowing himself to be immersed in this shameful sensuality.
In his dream, Sirius found himself in a bedroom covered in a characteristic red-yellow color. The most notable thing here was a boy with a completely contrasting green-gray outfit lying on his bed, his eyes wide open in panic, screaming at him to go away. But Sirius simply enjoyed watching his scared expression, his eyes filled with tears threatening to fall, his thin shirt askew revealing his delicate collarbone. He sat up and tried to run away, but Sirius promptly restrained him. He placed his lips on the boy's pale thin lips, ran his flexible tongue through the boy's teeth, his hand grabbed the boy's greasy black hair, demanding a deep kiss. The kiss is like a struggle between two predators, causing wet noises that make others blush.
When the kiss ended, both of them were panting, and he could feel the thing in his pants getting alarmingly hard. But he was not in a hurry to get into battle, slowly performing foreplay. He kissed and sucked the Slytherin's neck, trying to put as much of his mark on the raven's body as he could, while he could only cry and beg for more. His initial attitude of resistance quickly turned into absolute submission to the surging pleasure.
“Please, put that thing inside me.” He groaned, while his body gradually responded to Sirius' rough touches.
"Beg me." Sirius growled, while his hands roughly rubbed his plump ass.
"Sirius, m-more, please, I can't take it anymore." The raven whimpered, even excitedly massaging itself.
Sirius gave an excited smirk, lowered his eyes, took off his belt, "Get ready, Severus-"
Thinking of this, Sirius completely woke up.
He buried his face in his pillow, groaning in pain. He couldn't believe that the object of his sexual dreams was a Slytherin, worse, it was a Slytherin who dabbled in the Dark Arts, worse still, that Slytherin was about to become a Death Eater, and the worst crime, it was Snivellus.
He should have been intimate with his girlfriend in a sweet dream of love, not with his rival. He would kiss her plump lips that smelled of strawberries, not those pale, rough lips. He would run his hands through her gorgeous, flowing blonde hair, not that disgusting, greasy black hair. He would moan her name when they both reached orgasm, not the name he hated so much.
The person he loved is Marlene McKinnon, not Severus Snape.
He shuddered at the idea of being with that little slimy bat someday. Maybe if one day everyone in the world died and only the two of them remained, he would consider falling in love with Snape. But for sure, he will refuse. He would rather cut off his hand than touch that greasy snake.
Perhaps that damned Death Eater cast a curse on Sirius, so that he would slowly die in hopelessness because he did not receive Snape's love.
It had to be like that, there was no way Sirius was thinking about Severus in a romantic way, let alone a sexual way.
He would find that little bat, force him to lift the curse for him and teach him a lesson for daring to curse him.
After the history of magic class ended, Severus walked out of the classroom, trying to run away as fast as he could. He could feel that in the classroom, there were two pairs of eyes glued to him, refusing to move, and he knew that they were none other than the damned bullies Potter and Black, knowing that they were scheming a new prank aimed at him.
When he reached the turning point, a strong hand grabbed his collar, causing him to jerk back, bumping into a solid chest.
Not surprisingly, it was Black.
He pinned him against the wall, his stormy gray eyes fixed on his body, like a hunter admiring his prey. Severus felt uncomfortable under his gaze, hissing, "You damn dog, what do you want from me?"
"What trick did you play with me?" He spat out angrily, his eyes never leaving Severus's face.
"I don't understand what you're saying, take your disgusting claws away from me."
But Severus's threat was ineffective. On the contrary, it made Sirius even more aggressive. He squeezed his shoulder, making him wince in pain and growled, "You're happy, aren't you? When you see me suffering for you, craving your attention, writhing in pain when you spurn me."
These words made Severus confused. He squirmed out of the grip of the bastard in front of him, angrily cursing. "Did your over-inflated brain finally explode? What the fuck are you babbling about-"
A pair of lips suddenly blocked the words that had not yet escaped from Severus's mouth. His eyes opened wide, he tried to end this crazy kiss, but Sirius's strong hands firmly grabbed his waist, not letting him move. He was so scared that he stiffened, his mind was blurred, he didn't understand what was going on.
On the contrary, Sirius seemed to enjoy this kiss very much. He ran his tongue through his teeth, trying to penetrate his mouth. Even though Sirius wanted to deny it, this was definitely his best kiss. Those thin, rough lips were softer than he thought. He used his fangs to bite those sweet lips, causing a little blood to flow out, and he satisfiedly licked them clean.
A small noise rang out, but both were so immersed in their emotions that they missed it.
The kiss ended after Severus tried to separate, but Sirius was still not satisfied. He regretfully licked his lips, wanting to kiss Severus's rosy lips again. But this time, Severus reacted promptly, he punched the bastard in the face, making him step back in pain. While Sirius was still confused, Severus angrily left, leaving behind only one curse for Sirius, "Psychotic bastard."