hp pr0n haiku three-shot. you were warned.

[armistice_day]

professor snape, your
knuckle-grazing cuffs send me...
what were you saying?

all through class i stare
at your throat - count the buttons
on that tight collar.

as you pass by me,
frock coat caressing your hips...
a pop quiz! o shit!

-jo

(once again i pervert the art form. *arms up*)