Title: Bitter Release
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HG/SB/RL
She pulled tightly on the blindfold that covered his eyes. Moving from behind the chair he was in, she circled him slowly. She reached out and ran a hand over his bare muscular shoulders and down his chest. His breath hitched in his throat. His feet and hands were unbound. He was free to walk out. But, those hands are what kept him in the chair. They were soft and petite. She walked behind him again and placed her lips against his right ear. "Are you scared, Sirius?"
"No" he recognized the voice. "How could be scared of the pretty little thing like you, Hermione?"
She replied by flicking out her tongue and running down the shell of his ear. Reaching his earlobe, Hermione flicked her tongue back and forth. Tangling her hand his long hair, Hermione pulled his head back and she then buried her lips in the crook of his neck and began sucking and licking. She stopped her torment when she got the response she wanted; a moan.
"You know, Sirius. You are free to go any time. Just tell me to stop. And I'll stop." Hermione cooed in his ear.
Sirius felt her move around the front of him and straddle his legs. Feeling the blindfold slide off his eyes, he was now looking into coffee colored eyes. Hermione was balanced perfectly on his legs. Her skirt was dangerously high on her creamy thighs. A few buttons were undone on her blue blouse. 'This is bad' he thought. Sirius opened his mouth to speak.
"You're not saying stop, are you Sirius?" Hermione tilted her head. She began tracing his tattoos with the tips of her fingers. Her hand began to move south along his abs. She hesitated for a moment when she reached his belt, and then she continued on her path.
Grabbing her hand, Sirius stopped her movements. He pushed them into her lap. " Mione.. I can't… This is wrong."
"What is so wrong about it? Don't you want me?" she said sliding her hands up and down her legs. Her hands left hers and were now rubbing his.
"I…"
"When was the last time you were with a woman, Sirius? She leaned forward. "When was the last time you tasted a woman?" Hermione's right hand disappeared under her skirt and dove into her panties. She held her gaze with Sirius. She whimpered softly. Sirius's brain was screaming at him to push her away. He couldn't.He didn't know why. Hermione's hand left her white panties and traveled up his chest. He could smell her sweet, musky scent. Her fingers reached his lips.
"Suck them" she said softly. Sirius hungrily agreed.
Bolting out of bed, Sirius panted in his dark room. 'It was only a dream' he thought, looking around. Climbing out of bed, he left the darkness of his room and crept upstairs to the third floor. Softly open the wooden door; he peered in at the two girls. Ginny Weasley's bed was to the right. She was lying on her side; snoring loudly.
Stepping into the room, Sirius walked towards the bed on the left. Hermione lay on her back with one arm flung over her eyes. Shaking his head, he headed out the bedroom door.
"Padfoot, what are you doing?"
Sirius was met by his old friend, Remus on the third step between floors.
"Had a nightmare"
"A nightmare?" Remus questioned. "What were you doing leaving the girls room?"
"I…. was just checking on them." Sirius lied. Remus continued to stare down his old friend. "Come on, Remus. I'm not some dirty old man. I just…okay here's what happened." Sirius began to explain.