To who ever is reading this:
Sorry, this isn't an actual chapter. I can't actually post the chapter here. Or else, I'd probably be kicked off the site for the contents. This is actually where the chapter is. I know it's been a long, long time since I actually updated a story and I'm sorry for having taken so long on this one story. First, I'd lost all inspiration for writing the story and then I just was too lazy to write. After that I just couldn't write properly once again. And I'm pretty sure, you don't want to hear the rest of my lame explanation for having taken so long to finish the story. I apologize for being unable to post it here because of the NC-17 restrictions. I really don't want to be kicked off so just type this URL in without the spaces for where Part 2 is posted:
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If you cannot reach the chapter by typing in the URL above, it will be set as my homepage in my profile. I'm sorry for any inconveniences caused by the misunderstanding of the chapter's location. My most sincere apologies any trouble, in hopes that you'll all forgive me for that? And in case anyone was wondering, I'm going to try to update my stuff more often, no guarantees though. I'm sorry for having been so terrible about new installments to those who were interested in them.
Thank you for having taken the time to read this. I apologize for my tardiness once more and bid you all a good day, afternoon, or evening.
- driven to insanity
P.S. Here's a bit slash as some more of an apology: It's just a random interlude off the top of my head. Kind of clichéd maybe… :
"Mr. Malfoy, I do believe you know what I do to students who disobey my orders and skiv off in class?" 'Professor' Potter asked imperatively.
Draco couldn't help himself but to shake and shiver with pleasure at such a commanding tone. Although, not quite visible yet, what was going on beneath his robes was nearly given away by the flushed expression on his face. Goddamn that stupid, sexy, ruffled, post-sex looking professor of his! Nonetheless, he shook his head submissively.
Even if he didn't know what the punishment was, he was hardening just thinking about what it could be, even if he had to get on his hands and knees to clean the floor or wipe off the desks. It only meant more time basking in the scent Mr. Potter was giving off. Oh how delicious it was.
"Mr. Malfoy!" Harry admonished, pulling the blonde out of his naughty thoughts. "Pay attention! You never heard what my solution for disobedient students was. As a homosexual, younger teacher who is unfortunately, currently single and has his own sexual frustrations, the willing, male sixth-year or seventh-year students end up with kissing lessons after class from me."
The student's jaw nearly dropped to the floor. He was growing harder and harder by the second just listening to Professor Potter's tone of voice. "Close your jaw, Draco. Or you'll catch flies before I can kiss you and I certainly don't plan on eating insects while trying to teach a student."
Mr. Malfoy shut his mouth almost immediately, only opening it to ask a question. "Sir, what is your purpose for these 'lessons' other than taking your sexual frustration out on willing students?" Draco couldn't have helped but to ask.
"So that the students don't show up have an intention to show up tomorrow. Because, if the student shows up on time all week, they get a lesson after class sometime the next week and it just goes on like that. How well you improve is counted towards extra credit as well. Now, if that is understood, can we proceed?" Draco could only nod.
Harry stood up from his desk, sitting on the couch he'd placed in the classroom and beckoning Draco to sit next to him. He shrugged off his robe first, leaving him clad in all black. Trousers, that is. "I didn't have time to put a shirt on this morning, so hope you'll excuse my lack of clothing."
The blonde nearly tripped on his own feet. In fact he actually did and landed right into his teacher's lap. "A bit forward, aren't you?" Professor Potter taunted sexily. He smirked to go with the tease. A bit of a good idea.
Alas, Draco couldn't control himself anymore and the teacher found himself with a pair of soft lips on top of his. Of course, he had to be the dominating teacher. Mr. Potter took hold of his student's upper body, feeling arms wound around his neck then aggressively demanded entrance into his mouth. Obviously, he was welcome.
To both of their advantages, their tongues intertwined as if involved in a power struggle. Harry won that too. His hands lightly touched Draco's smaller, but strong body. That was enough compensation for both of them as well. Harry got his bit of sexual activity for a while because they didn't just stop after one kiss.
And as for Draco Malfoy, he was never late, nor did he skip another one of Professor Potter's classes ever again.