The room was quickly sent to shambles as they crashed around it. eliciting snarls of pain alternating with moans of pleasure for one another. Striking a blow to the back of his knee, Bella brought him to the ground. He promptly pulled her down with him. Sirius grinned as he rolled, trapping his cousin under him. He hated her for doing this. Fighting never failed to lead them down this road.
Her head was crushed into the floor by his forceful attack on her lips. Just as Sirius finished with her buttons a searing pain went through his tongue. He lunged back reflexively. An ecstatic cackle came from Bella as she got up, shedding the now flapping garment.
She sauntered over and began stripping his lower half. Sirius quickly decided on a temporary surrender as she began to per him with both hands and tongue.
"uuuuuuhh...damn."He soon succumbed to Bella's talented ministrations in a most incoherent manner.
" How magnificently profound you are, darling." She laughed again before sliding him back into her mouth. Echoing her laugh, Siri clamped a hand down on her head, holding it in place. "That's quite the bold observation, especially seeing the position you're iiIIINN!" The last word turned into a scream as she repeated the treatment she'd given his tongue.
While he hopped around the room, gasping and holding himself, she busied herself undressing the rest of the way. "Really, I cant fathom where your brain was when you allowed yourself to be put in such a position." she said "Shall we keep things moving along?" He took a good long look at the literal and figurative witch before coming towards her murmuring "bitch" and nabbing a handful of her curls. Bella allowed every muscle to relax, simulating the grotesque motion of a limp puppet. Sirius dropped her to the ground where she stayed. " You're pathetic." she whispered. A second later she was momentarily immobilized by the weight of his body descending squarely on hers.
They both gasped as he hit his intended target. Raising her hips, Bella ground them against his and waited till he relaxed, groaning. He was then flipped onto his back as her mouth covered his. Siri's hands found her hips and increased the pace she had already set. Together, they finished and collapsed.
Silence finally reigned in the ruined sitting room of number twelve. In it, they collected their clothes and restored them to their proper places. Bella lit a cigarette and took a drag before walking out. Goodbyes were not exchanged. Civility had no place in this arrangement. It wasn't the last time anyway; no matter how fervently they might wish it to be.