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There are three things that gets me flustered: Sirius, Sirius, and a smutty book – mostly including a main character with long black hair and silver, gray eyes. It’s Sirius’ birthday. Us marauders have thrown him a party in the common room. Years four to seven are here. The ones to threes quickly got usher up to the dorms by Lily once someone pulled out the firewhiskey.
Sirius is currently grinding against some sixth year girl, though he’s glaring daggers at me. It’s a show of dominance. Ever since he found me shagging some bloke last year he’s been talking and showing off his advances more frequently.
Lily got me to dance with this boy I can’t remember the name of about an hour ago. It was better then sitting by the record player the whole time. This boys been hard for a while, and I feel bad for using him like this. His hands are around my neck, mine are resting on his hips. Sirius scoffs in the corner of my eye, grinding harder against this poor sixth year girl. He’s going to give her rug burn if he keeps up at that pace.
Song after song. I learnt that his name is Benjy, a Ravenclaw in our year. He’s quite cool, handsome too. One of his hands tightens around the base of my neck pulling me down. The lips are calloused and dry. The angle is awkward and the whole things wrong.
“Remus.” Benjy’s the one to pull back, and at the sight of Sirius he quickly runs off.
“What do you want, Sirius?” The look on his face is incredulous. Like he can’t believe that I would want to do something that didn’t involve him.
“I need to speak with you, alone.” I roll my eyes and sigh, but let him lead me to our dorm. Once inside he slams the door closed with my body. He’s fuming. If this were a cartoon there would be smoke coming out through his ears.
“Sirius, what’s your problem?” That’s seems to make him even more red with anger.
“You know exactly what you did. Grinding against Benjy Fenwick.”
“Is that what all of this is about? Sirius you were dancing pretty closely with that sixth year girl.”
“That’s different, Remus. You were trying to make me jealous.” He’s calmed down a little now, but he’s still angry, it makes me angry. I push him back, and every step I take he takes one back. Sirius hits a banister of his bed and stops. The look in his eyes is fear, with a hint of something I can’t quite place.
“You get to dance with anyone you want, but I can’t. Is it because I’m gay?” I’m the one fuming right now. Our faces are so close I can feel his breath against my nose. Warm lips attached to mine, there soft and smooth, much better than Benjys. My hand goes to his waist, pulling him down with me. The kiss deepens and deepens until all that we can do is breathe. Sirius looks gorgeous. His hair is all ruffled, lips red and swollen, cheeks flushed and pink.
“You’re beautiful.” The words are whispered lightly, but Sirius hears and blushes deeper. The sweat on his neck is salty. Trailed kisses run up Sirius’ jaw and down his neck. Moans fell out of Sirius’ mouth. I sank to my elbows, my body covering his. He was so hard. My wet tongue approached Sirius’ right nipple, making him cry out rather loudly. I understand now why all the girls cant wait to get their hands on Sirius.
I abused his nipple for so long, it seemed never to stop, Sirius was about to cum untouched and un-fucked. I sat up bringing the warm heat with me, Sirius whimpered. He was so close. I grabbed the waistband of his trousers and began to unzipped them, my hand found its way to Sirius’ other nipple, doing something extraordinarily different from what my mouth did and yet the same. His trousers were somewhere on the floor. The black patch of hair by Sirius’ navel was where I rested my face. Breathing in his sent. He began to squirm, and I started moving.
l was kissing the inside of his thighs, hovered warm mouth encapsulated Sirius’ hard cock through his pants. He let out a loud moan-ish cry. Sirius was fighting hard to keep his eyes open. His pants were considerably wet from pre-cum and mostly my tongue. I stilled for a second, looking up at Sirius’ beautiful form all sprawled out for me only. Sirius whimpered for me to continue. His pants were pulled off and I dived in, taking all of him in my mouth.
“Remus.” Sirius gasped out. Sirius’ cheeks and chest flushed, turning pink. I swallowed down Sirius’ entire dick with a gulp, the moan he let out was devoured by my senses. Sirius’ balls tightened, he was close again. And again I pulled away, sliding off with a pop.
“Remus, please.” He was begging and I relished in it. Sirius never begged.
“What do you need, Sweetheart?”
“You.” I flipped him on his stomach, spreading his legs wide for me to sit between. “Sirius, baby, which drawer are the condoms and lube in?” Baby. I was shocked that came out of my mouth, Sirius was too.
“In- in the top left one.” Sirius’ voice was shaky, stuttering. He was so horny. I opened the drawer easily. Five seconds later my two lube slick fingers we’re rubbing against his entrance. Kisses were placed along Sirius’ shoulder blades and back as I pushed them in, wanting to limit the pain. He was so tight, my fingers were twisting and turning, getting Sirius ready for me.
I felt a shiver run down Sirius’ spine as my warm, hot breath cascaded against his hole. Licking my tongue around the fingers, teasingly, until it joined them, along with a third finger. The moans and cry’s Sirius was letting out were hot. He was writhing underneath me, completely powerless. At every thrust the digits and tongue hit a place in Sirius that made his breath hitch.
Aching pins and needles shot through me as I sat up against the head board, bringing my legs against my chest and spreading them apart. Sirius sat up as well, pushing his torso up and crawling towards me. Sturdy hips landed under my hands as I help Sirius sit in my lap, Sirius’ hands coming up to rest on my shoulders. Sirius lined himself above my cock and sank down on it.
Sirius’ hole was tight. Sirius winced as he lowered himself down. His cock was against my stomach, arse against my thighs. Sirius’ head lay in the crook of my neck, making him shiver from head to toe.
I nodded to Sirius, and Sirius nodded back, signalling that it was ok to move, gently. Both Sirius’ cock and my stomach collided, slipping up and down, it was heavenly. We were moaning so much. My cocks was pounding into him so fast and so right. This time my head fell against Sirius’ shoulder. Sirius’ eyes rolled in his head. I pinched the base of his cock, and he whined.
“I’m not done with you yet.” Sirius’ breath was hot against my ear, his tongue tracing the outer shell. Every thrust in, my cock was getting swallowed. Sirius could’ve cum on the spot at the sight of my dick disappearing and reappearing outside him and the feel of his own cock sliding up and down my stomach. Something about knowing he was the recipient of this lust did stuff to his dripping, pinched cock.
We wanted each other right now. Sirius arched his back, his neck going slack against mine. “Fuck. I’ve wanted you forever, Sirius. Every time I hear or see you with some girl I get so jealous and angry.”
“Please.” The whimper didn’t change anything, his cock was still unable to cum, he was continuously getting thrust into by me.
I increased my speed, Sirius’ knuckles were clutching violently at the bed sheets, his knuckles were white. Sirius’ hands were possessively holding onto my waist, slamming his chest against mine every thrust I did. I had my hand resting on his hips, nails digging into the skin, sure to leave bruises. I thrust up, ramming Sirius’ body down against mine, hard. I doubled my pace, slamming into Sirius mercilessly. Sirius’ hole tightened around my cock.
Both our minds went blank, the pleasure so much. Sirius came first, getting high off the ecstasy. I felt the warmth of Sirius’ hole tighten around me and came, too. Though Sirius’ body needed more time to rest, he pulled off, collapsing beside me on my right.
“You really been wanting this forever?” Sirius sounded worried, like he messed up badly.
“I have. There’s no need to be scared, I love you. Happy birthday Sirius.”