Kink #94 hygrophilia- arousal from contact with bodily fluids (in this case semen because it seemed the easiest and least squicky possibility…)

For the Family Boot Camp with the prompt: lurk

And for the Pairing Diversity Boot Camp with the prompt: besmirch


Bella sighed and lounged on the couch in the parlor of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. From this position she could comfortably overhear her mother and Aunt Walburga talking in the hallway. The current topic of discussion was Andromeda's recent fall from grace involving a certain mudblood. It was the whole purpose of this visit and Bella had volunteered to accompany her mother to her aunt's for tea, for lack of something better to do. However, now that she was there, she was bored.

Andromeda's forbidden romance wasn't as entertaining now that everyone knew about it. Bella had rather enjoyed the months of blackmailing her sister with this precious information. Once her mother had found out, though, she'd gone to everyone in the family, hoping that someone would talk some sense into her daughter and Bella was sick of hearing about it.

She looked about the room, in search of something else to amuse herself with. She sincerely doubted that any books on the coffee table would be of interest. But a few moments later, her eyes rested on a portrait of her cousins hanging on the wall and she came up with a much better idea.

She got up and peeked through the door. Her mother and aunt were farther down the hall in deep discussion and not paying attention to what Bella could be doing. She snuck out of the room and crossed the hall to the stairs and she easily managed to make it up to the second floor without attracting anyone's notice.

She passed by Regulus's room without even pausing. Her final destination was further down the hall. She leaned her head against the door, listening for any sign of life within, and a low groan told her all she needed to know. She smirked but did not go inside; instead she reached for the handle and opened the door ever so slightly. She shook her head at the fact that it was unlocked. That boy really should learn.

She lurked in the doorway and enjoyed the show of Sirius on his bed wanking off to what appeared to be a Muggle magazine. His breathing and the desperation in his movements told her that he was getting close and a few moments later he threw his head back against the pillow and came in hand and across his stomach. Bella licked her lips involuntarily. She already knew from experience that her cousin was delicious.

She waited a few moments to allow him to recover before making her presence known. She entered the room and locked the door behind her. "I don't get why you like those magazines. The pictures don't even move."

His head jerked up in horror and squeaked. "Bella! Don't you knock?"
Bella merely shrugged. "Nothing I haven't seen before, cousin. Besides, you ought to lock the door. Everyone knows that."

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Bitch."

"Gryffindor."

Sirius ignored this retort and reached for his wand to clean himself up, but Bella stopped him. "No, no." She crawled on top of the bed and straddled his thighs. "Let me."

Before waiting for a response, she dipped her head down and ran her tongue along his chiseled abdomen, lapping up his release. He gasped and put his hands over his face. "Shit, Bella. Only you…"

Bella paused her ministrations in annoyance. "If you're going to be loud, put a silencing charm on the door, idiot."

"Whatever you say, princess," he said sarcastically, but did as she said because though he would never admit it to her, she was right.

When she'd finished cleaning the cum off his stomach, she proceeded to show attention to his hardening length. She licked at the head a few times, causing him to hiss in pleasure, before she finally took him in her mouth. He arched off the bed and she relaxed her jaw allowing him to slide into her throat. She gagged a little but was able to find a comfortable rhythm as she started bobbing her head up and down on his thick shaft.

She would have gladly finished him off this way, but Sirius had other ideas. He reached down to tangle his hand in her wild hair, pulling her off of him. "No," he panted and sat up to start undoing the front of her dress. "Want in you." His fingers fumbled over the laces and he groaned in frustration. "What is it with you girls and these damn corsets?"

Bella giggled and swatted his hand away. "To show off our assets, of course."

"No. They make it impossible for me to get to your assets." Sirius grumbled and crossed his arms.

Bella undressed herself for him and he immediately shoved her onto her back and latched onto her breast, teasing her nipples with his lips and teeth. Meanwhile his hand travelled south to test her readiness and she ground against him impatiently. "What are you waiting for?"

He smirked against her skin and moved to hook his arms beneath her knees, pressing her back against the mattress and ensuring that she couldn't flip them over. She'd had her fun and this way he had a perfect view. He roughly pressed into her and she gripped the sheets beneath her while he pounded away. She could feel the tension building in her lower abdomen and she tried to meet his thrusts but he had her pinned, and he thoroughly enjoyed torturing her for once. He ground his hips in little circles, hitting all of the right places, before thrusting one last time causing her to shatter around him.

He groaned and found his release as well, letting go of her legs. He collapsed on top of her and rested his head against her heaving chest. She ran her hand through his hair and couldn't suppress a grin. "Gives new meaning to the phrase 'besmirching the House of Black' huh?"

Sirius laughed and rolled onto his side. "Yeah. I like our way better."