"Sirius, stop! I'm doing something!" the younger girl giggled and swatted at him playfully. He smiled and kissed her neck again, before pulling back.
"Why? You just look so damn cute..." he grinned and looked over her shoulder, reading what she was writing. "On the whole, human beings want to be good, but not too good, and not quite all the time." he stopped. "you wrote that?" he smiled and kissed her neck again. "It's good."
"No, it's a quote by George Orwell. It's my favorite." she smiled and he smirked. "So you're not good all the time?" he grinned and she laughed.
"Now, don't be getting any ideas, /Snuffles/." he rolled his eyes.
"When are you going to atop calling me that?"
"As soon as you stop being such a dog!" he barked and they both laughed for a moment. Hermione closed her notebook and turned to face him.
"I love you, Hermione." he smiled and kissed her nose, pressing their foreheads together. She curled up in his lap and intertwined their fingers.
"I love you too, but...this is so wrong..." she frowned."Sirius, you're twenty years older than me. You practically my best friend's father.
"Godfather, actually." he grinned. "And yet you're still here, and I still get to hold you in my arms. The essence of pleasure is spontaneity, and this, what we have, is completely spontaneous, and I love the pleasure I get from it." he chuckled and kissed her, tangling their tongues. She tried to suppress a soft moan and pulled back, smiling. She bit her lip and kissed him softly. He pushed her off him and used his girl voice.
"Don't get any ideas, Snuffles!" he laughed and felt her back, resting his fingers on her belt line while she crawled over him. She kissed him passionately and cupped his face in her hands. She slowly threaded her fingers through his hair, pressing their bodies tight together. He pulled back and brushed the loose hairs out of her face and she smiled, laying down over him. He kissed her hair and picked her up. He carried her over to his bed and laid her down.
"Goodnight, love." he smiled and crawled next to her, chuckling. She nodded into his chest and closed her eyes, running a hand across his chest, forgetting about age, and thinking about love.