"You call that respectful?" Ron hissed, his hand against Severus's throat. "Do you want another detention, boy?"
"No sir," Severus whispered, wincing. "I'm sorry, sir."
Ron smirked and pushed down on Severus's shoulders, forcing him to his knees. "How sorry are you?"
Severus eyed the bulge in the trousers before him. "Very, very sorry."
Ron unfastened the fly on his trousers, freeing his hard cock. "Show me."
Severus licked his lips and leaned forward. A slap across his cheek made him jerk away.
"Did I say you could start?" Ron asked.
Severus closed his eyes, embarrassed at his presumption. "No... sir."