It was a known fact that Sirius
Black was a ladies man. He was good looking, with his dark hair that tumbled
around his face, and his dark eyes with their ever present twinkle. He was a
charmer, simple as that. He messed around, he flirted, it’s just what he did.
But Sirius Black had finally,
met his match.
***
Teeth skimmed the caramel skin
peeking out from the top of the stockings. Said stockings were the only article
of clothing on the girl, and that was just the way Sirius liked her. His hands
wandered, stroking her legs through the netty fabric, feeling the roughness of
it under his fingers, dragging his tongue along it towards her core, but never
quite reaching it. Always pulling away just as her hips lifted to meet him,
always watching for the dark eyes that glared at him.
But she wasn’t about to lay
there helplessly, she had a fire of her own inside her. A fire that was
coursing through her body, sparking her nerves to the touch of the man. She
nudged her leg, just a little, but she knew it was enough. The feel of the
stockings he loved so much pressing up against his erection was mind blowing.
He lowered his hips to feel her again, and groaned against her skin. Inch by
inch his mouth got closer. Her hips lifted again, aching for some form of contact,
her mind fizzling when she felt his warm breath upon her. His hair tickled
against her bare skin, and she could feel desire pooling there with every
passing second that he waited.
“Siris-aah.” Her complaint
morphed into a delighted cry when his tongue dipped sinfully down to taste her.
He is skilled, there is no doubt. With his tongue pressing deliciously against
her clit and slim fingers skimming her skin to prod at her opening. They
slipped inside her, her tight walls stretching to accommodate him. They curled
and twisted, leaving her a gasping writhing mess in a tangle of blankets. White
pillows were fisted between fingers. Red sheets were curled between toes. His
name resounded in a long drawing moan that was pulled from parted lips. He moved
himself up, burying his face in her neck and latching himself to the untouched
skin there.
“You’re so wet.” He murmured,
chuckling as his fingers slipped at her core. He pinched at her clit, hard,
loving the arch of her body as it pressed up against him. He did it again, and
again. It jolted through her like strikes of lightning, but she needed more.
More than teasing fingers and wandering lips. More than dark eyes and gasping
breaths.
She wrapped a leg around his
waist and pulled him down to her, trapping his hand between them. She rolled
her hips, moaning loudly at the pressure and friction she had found. Her eyes
opened and looked at the man towering over her. Bucking her hips up, she felt
his erection against her thigh. Her hand crept down and grasped it, revelling
in the familiar feeling of iron beneath velvet. She pumped him roughly, seeing
his eyes darken and hearing his breath hitch in his throat. She raised her head
to press slow kisses against his jawline, feeling the rumble in his throat.
“No more teasing.” She whispered
into his ear. “Fuck me.”
He suppressed a shiver that
threatened to wrack through his body at her lustful tone. And god, she was
right. He was so hard, so painfully hard. He drew back his fingers and pushed
his cock to her, grinding down and feeling her arousal coat his shaft. He
buried his face in her hair, a low groan escaping to mingle with the mewls in
the air. He drew back, feeling his tip line up with her, and pushed into her.
He stayed there for a moment, soaking in the tightness of her, and how wet she
was, how wet he had made her. But
that appreciation was all he had time for, and then he was pulling out and
slamming back in. His lips collided messily with hers, kissing each other
deeply as if they only had moments left.
Her legs wrapped around his
waist, squeezing him towards release.
“Sirius.” She whispered, her
throaty voice telling him what he needed to know, she was close. Very close.
He thrust harder, hips circling
and pounding against her. She felt the pressure coil in her lower belly before
exploding into starlight and solar storms and any other far away blast. Because
that’s where she was, far away from this bed, floating in another world of
bliss and ecstasy. The man grounded her, thrusting into her a few more times
before joining her in that hazy world of orgasmic passion. He collapsed on top
of her, feeling her heavy breathing mix with his. He kissed her once, slowly,
both of them still revelling in the zinging pleasure that hovered in the thick
air around them.
Rolling over, he pulled her back
against him in the epitome of relaxation. Gentle fingers stroked the smooth
skin of her hips, wandering over her taut stomach and up past her ribs.
“Mmm Sirius…” She moaned
lightly, his soft caresses welcomed, and even more so when they lightly traced
down past her hipbones…. “But James will be back soon.” She protested, knowing
that as much as she may want this, they didn’t have enough time.
Sirius nipped at her neck, “I’d
prefer you didn’t talk about my best mate when you’re naked in bed with me.”
His tone was light and joking, and although he knew she was right he didn’t
stop his mischievous fingertips.
“He’ll have Remus with him. And Peter.” She murmured back at him, and then he knew it was over. There was no
chance of him letting Peter get even a glimpse of the naked girl in his bed. It
would put the wrong sort of ideas in his head…
They slowly dressed, laughing
and joking with each other, and were fully presentable when the three other
marauders entered the room.
“Jaina!” James said, hugging the
girl. “When did you get back?”
“A couple hours ago.” Jaina
replied. “I thought I’d stop by to say hi before going to appeal my divination
paper.”
“Oh you finally got a meeting?”
Remus asked, putting things back in the cupboard by his bed.
She nodded, “yeah, now they just
have to agree with me. Honestly, they can’t fail me because I don’t have the
‘inner eye’.” Remus chuckled, knowing full well her detestation of the subject.
“I’ll see you all around.” She bid them goodbye, leaving the common room and
heading towards that god-forsaken tower.
***
That night, Jaina lay awake in
her bed listening to the soft breathing of her roommates. She was thinking
about that afternoon, and honestly, how could she not. The memories of Sirius
above her, his weight pressing down on her. His lips caressing her skin. Her
heart thud in her chest at the thought of him, and she knew she was in trouble.
See, the only problem was that
she and Sirius weren’t actually a couple. They had met in first year, and
quickly grown to be good friends. The two of them had gone through a few things
and somehow woken up in bed together. Instead of the feeling the awkwardness
that could have ruined their friendship, they decided to just roll with it.
They’d agreed that they wouldn’t have feelings for each other, it was the only
way the relationship could work.
It had seemed so easy at the
time, agreeing to stop as soon as one of them had feelings, but now… Jaina
didn’t know if she could. How could she stop this? How could she give up
Sirius? But then, how could she continue, knowing that she cared more for him
than he ever would for her?
***
“You want to what?” Sirius
asked. She had pulled him aside before potions class and said it, and his
expression was only making it harder for her to keep her resolve.
“I want to stop. There’s a guy I’m
interested in and I want to see how it goes.” She shrugged, keeping her face
blank, “but it’s cool right?”
“Er… yeah, I guess.” Sirius was
thrown on his heels, but he had to play it cool. “Yeah, I’ve been talking to
another girl so… this works for both of us.”
“Great.” Jaina said, walking
into the class, Sirius trailing after her.
***
“So, how are things going with
you and Sirius?” Lily perched on the edge of Jaina’s bed. She, along with
James, and probably Remus, was one of the only people who actually knew about
Jaina’s liaisons with Sirius.
“They’re going ok.” Jaina
responded, chewing the end of her quill.
“Really?” Lily drawled. “Because
to me, things look really awkward.”
“Well what am I supposed to do?”
Jaina asked.
“You could tell him…”
“We agreed we would stop if this
happened. So we’ve stopped, it’s over.”
“Well I think you should start
up again, you’re very angry these days.”
“Shouldn’t you be happy about
this? You hate them.”
“I used to not like James, but
he’s getting better. We can actually have a conversation now.” Lily corrected, “And
I don’t particularly like Sirius, but it’s obvious that you do!”
“It’s not happening Lily, just
give up already.”
Lily sighed at her tone and
moved back to her own bed, unsure how to help her friend.
***
Double potions. Again. Jaina sat
beside Lily who was pretty much the only reason that Jaina ever passed the class.
She was awful at potions, but Lily was a master. Slughorn stood at the front of
the class and droned on about something. He kept gesturing to the pot of ready-made
and boiling potion on his desk. Jaina quickly zoned out, focusing on the button
that strained to hold the shirt together over Slughorn’s round belly.
“So what are we doing?” Jaina
asked her partner after Slughorn was done.
“Seriously Jaina,” Lily said exasperated,
“you should listen to him! We’re making veritaserum.”
“And that is….?”
“Truth potion.”
“Sorry I’m late professor.”
Sirius strolled into the room and took his seat next to James who had already
set up the potion.
They set about their usual
procedure of Lily brewing while Jaina handed her things. Jaina felt kind of
lonely, usually she would be chatting with Sirius who was on the next bench
over.
An hour later, Jaina was sat
with her head resting heavily on her palm, watching Lily work. It was kind of
soothing….
“You’re really good at this.”
She said, making Lily turn around in surprise.
“Thanks Jaina.”
“No seriously, you’re the best
one in the class, you should pursue this, you have real talent!”
Lily’s eyes widened a fraction
before she muffled a giggle. “You didn’t cast the spell did you?”
“What spell?”
“To resist the fumes of the
veritaserum?”
“Er… No.”
Lily giggled again, making James
turn to their table. “What’s so funny Evans?”
“Jaina’s inhaled too much of the
veritaserum fumes.”
“You’re joking? This idiot did
as well!” James gestured to Sirius who looked at them blankly.
They moved around – with Slughorn’s
permission- so that Sirius and Jaina sat at one table and Lily and James were
working at another. Hopefully the effects of the fumes would wear off faster if they weren't sat at a table with a bubbling cauldron.
“So how are things going?” He
asked.
She shrugged, “alright, a bit boring.”
He chuckled, “me too. My bed
seems too big nowadays.”
“Mmm, I miss your bed.”
“We had some pretty hot sex in
that bed.”
She nodded in agreement, “best
sex ever.”
“Well you’re the one who stopped
it.” He said.
“I thought you had a girl you
were interested in.” She replied indignantly.
“I only said that because you
said you had a guy!”
“Well I only said that so I didn’t
have to tell you I fell in love with you!” The room was silent. “We agreed we’d
stop if one of us developed feeli-” The rest of her sentence was muffled be a
pair of lips that she knew only too well. A calloused hand brushed her jaw, tilting
her mouth upwards to gain more access.
They broke apart, “I love you
too, idiot.” Sirius said, kissing her again.
Cat-calls and wolf-whistles
resounded in the room at the sight of the two of them finally getting together. James and Lily met each other’s eyes
before looking away, a faint blush coating each of their cheeks. Professor
Slughorn stood frozen, completely unsure of what to do about the two hormonal
teens kissing in his classroom.
“Alright everyone, back to work.”
He said, in his best ‘teacher voice’. People began to turn back towards their cauldrons,
except for the two who had only eyes for each other. And nothing was getting in
their way this time.
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