CHAPTER TWO

Sirius was awaken by his growling stomach. He jumped on his feet out of his bed and felt his head ringing: he definitely had a bad night. His muscles felt sore. He didn't even take the time to fully dress, he quickly grabbed a shirt and didn't bother to button it. He went down to the dining room only clad in his black pajama pants, not awake enough to process his surroundings. Remus and Tonks were at the table, eating some scrambled eggs, Remus apparently laughing to one of Tonk's jokes alongside with Ginny and Ron. Some members of the Weasley family were sleeping at the Order's headquarters for their safety, Sirius had goodheartedly proposed them a few days ago before Harry's majority.

His godson was quietly sipping some tea, and soon Mrs Weasley barged out of the kitchen with a plate of eggs and bacon. Harry's eyes lit at the food, and he thanked Mrs Weasley before starting to eat. Sirius acknowledged him as well as he could in his half-awake state:

"Harry..."

"Good morning Sirius!"

Harry seemed to have slept better than him. His face was still, and Sirius couldn't help but think, like he had countless times before, that Harry was James' lookalike. Sirius smiled at Harry and went to the kitchen. He was thinking about what he could have to eat when he bumped into someone, resulting in this hasty person's cup to fall and break.

"Oh no, my tea..." lamented Hermione.

"Sorry," said Sirius, not knowing what to say or how to react when seeing the girl. His hands began fidgeting, and he kneeled quickly to pick up the shards. An awkward silence had installed itself as Sirius cleaned the mess.

"Why don't you use your wand?" asked Hermione coldly.

"I left it in my room." said Sirius, surprised by her tone. "But it'll be quickly done."

"I've got mine, I don't need your help." bit back the girl.

"Fine. Thanks for letting me pick up everything then." growled Sirius.

"Tergeo." said Hermione, and all of the tea spillt on the floor was cleaned immediately. She put her wand back in her jeans.

"And you should dress, she said, no one is parading around naked here except for you."

Sirius noticed everyone had stopped talking and was staring at them, not believing their eyes. Sirius had always been in good terms with Hermione, even more after she saved his life back at the Ministry. She had now araised his anger, which was greatly easier to arouse due to his lack of sleep. Hermione visibly regretted her last words, but Sirius wasn't going to let her get out of this so easily.

"Excuse me, since when do you have the right to tell me how to dress? I'm in my goddamn house!" Sirius had raised his voice at these last words, sounding more like a barking dog.

"But you're not alone in here!" replied Hermione in a high-pitched voice.

"Alright, cut it out. I've had enough of this." Sirius strode out of the room, leaving everyone with astonished looks. He heard the voices raise as soon as he left, but didn't even care. The hurt in his chest was stronger than any hunger, he went back in his bedroom. There, he grabbed his pillow and screamed in it, almost ripping the fabric with his hands. He put on some boots and buttoned his shirt. He strode down the stairs, and this time eveyone heard him due to the sound of his heavy boots. Harry was waiting for him down the staircase.

"What are you doing, Sirius?" he asked, a tone of reproach in his voice.

"I'm going out."

"NO!" yelled Harry.

Sirius froze. No, this time he wasn't going to listen to a no. He would get out and have a little fun, maybe at a square or in a nearby forest. He needed to have a walk. He pushed Harry aside and slammed the door behind him. When outside, he shifted into his dog form and ran.

When Sirius opened the door of the 12 Grimmauld Square, it was dark inside of the house. He had spent his day outside, now the almost full moon was shining in the streets. A cool breeze made the night very enjoyable, Sirius had spent a good day away from everyone. He had taken a walk in the street, gotten on a Muggle tramway and visited a nearby forest.

On his way back, Sirius had been suprised by a light, timid rain. He was soaking wet by the time he closed the door, but happy. It had been such a long time since he had last gotten out. He silently pulled his feel out of his soaking boots and got rid of his coat. His hair was falling in wet curtains on his back and was clouding his face. He quickly made it to the living room, and lit a fire with his wand.

For a second, he hesitated on sitting on the same couch as last evening, but he chased these thoughts from his mind and he threw himself on it. The fire was drying his hair and his clothes, and apparently someone else enjoyed the fire too. Orange flashed before Sirius' eyes and Crookshanks landed next to him, purring and claiming caresses.

Sirius grinned and caressed the cat, trying not to think about Hermione. He focused on the fire's warmth, but he could only hope that the young witch would get down thoses stairs like he had done last night, when he consoled her.

"Assurdiato." Sirius heard a whisper. Had his prayer been made true?

He didn't look behind him, he heard no sound but he felt a presence. His doubts were confirmed when Crookshanks purred at Hermione who was standing just behind him.

"You... came back." she breathed.

He ignored her, didn't look at her. Hermione came into Sirius' vision and stopped before his eyes. Her cheeks were red: she was flustered by his appearance, his beautiful black hair wet on his face and his dark expression lit by the flames. He absentmindedly stroked the orange cat.

"I apologise for what I said this morning." said Hermione. "I was afraid you'd never come back, Harry told me..."

"Well I'm back." he answered lowly.

Hermione sat on the other side of the couch. All of this was looking very like last evening, ironically thought Sirius. Hermione looked like she had difficulty to even swallow, she was terribly tense. Her hands were curled against the fabric of her night tank top, and she had the same sleeping shorts he had admired her in last evening. Another long silence crept in, but both knew what they had to say. Sirius was the first to cross the barrier.

"Hermione, about what happened last night... I understand you're angry. It's all my fault." Sirius tried, looking at Crookshanks while he pet him. "I shouldn't have... kissed you."

Hermione felt her cheeks growing hot at the mention of what they did. She breathed in slowly, trying to regain her strengh to clearly speak.

"I'm the one who kissed you first."

"But who was the one who continued? Me!" growled Sirius. "It's not right, I should never have kept on doing this."

"You regret it that much?" she timidly asked.

"I..." Sirius began. Then he stopped. For the first time, he stared into Hermione's eyes. They were so expressive he lost himself in them for a few seconds.

"I don't regret it. I'm just mad at myself for not regretting it." Sirius admitted. He didn't know why he said that, but he felt he needed to play the honesty part. "It doesn't erase that it's wrong. It's wrong in so many ways..."

"You didn't force me! I only regret that you left me like that!" Hermione cried out.

She had said those words with tears in her beautiful eyes, her hair spread around her wounded face. Sirius noticed her breath hitching, her hands shaking as she hid them under her silky thighs. The thighs he had grabbed and held last night.

"I must be out of my mind..." he mumbled as he caught Hermione in his embrace.

Her eyes opened wide in shock as Sirius' mouth found hers again. His lips were warm, soft, perfectly merging with hers. Hermione's chest almost burst at the emotion. Her small hands cupped his firm jaw as she pushed her body against his.

A soft whimper escaped her mouth when Sirius' hands found her breasts. They had cunningly slid under her tank top, and she wore no bra. His light strokes made her arch her back and lean in his touch. Her thoughts had no control over her now, she only thought about the pleasure Sirius was giving her and was about to give her.

"Please don't leave, don't... ah... don't stop..." she moaned.

Gently catching her lip with his teeth, Sirius answered her plea by pulling his own shirt over his head. Hermione admired him, his firm and toned body decorated with Azkaban tattoos. She noticed he had slightly refilled since his time at the prison, where he was underfed and so thin he could pass between the bars of his cell as a dog. She slid down his torso with her hand and kissed his neck, earning a shiver in all of his body.

Hermione sat in Sirius' lap, her own legs spread. He pulled her down on him as he lied down on the couch, throwing his shirt to the floor. Hermione also undressed, throwing her tank top on Sirius' shirt. He admired her firm breasts, they were not so big but the shape felt perfect to him as he gently took them. They filled his hand. He ran his thumb on her small hard nipple and felt her shiver.

Sirius felt very hard right now, and kept in a moan as Hermione slowly went down on him. With one hand, he stroked her hair and with the other he kept it from falling in her face. Hermione unzipped his trousers. The long shape under his underwear made her feel hot, especially in her lower belly. She helped him fully undress and gasped at his erect member. She caressed his firm thighs while approaching the large and long shaft with her mouth.

Her mouth darted to kiss it, but just before she reached the most sensitive skin, she avoided it and kissed his lower belly instead. The anticipation that had built inside of Sirius made him groan loudly.

"For Merlin's sake, Hermione!"

Sirius didn't want to force her, but he pushed her head above his cock. He was about to die, he only wanted her to suck it. But she did the same thing again, and this time Sirius groaned again.

"Fuck! Hermion- Aah..."

She had licked the side of his cock before he could finish his sentence. His words had turned into a lower sound, a very masculine moan. He gripped the cushions under him. He arched his neck in pleasure and engraved in his memory all the little licks that Hermione was offering him.

During a particularly long and wet one, when arrived to the top, Hermione slowly pushed her lips around the hard member. With a down and up movement, she stroked the hard shaft with the inside of her mouth. Sirius' hand was now pulling her hair, guiding her. His whole body wanted to move at the rythm of her mouth.

As her pace grew faster, Sirius cried out once through gritted teeth. He pulled her hair, stopping her. If she kept on doing that, he would come on the spot. His cock fell out of her mouth on his lower belly, it felt so heavy and large.

Sirius flipped Hermione around, but he didn't put her on her back. She was on her stomach and had a small protest, wanting to see him.

"You'll see me just after."

Sirius enjoyed the view he had: before him was lying her perfect little ass hidden under her tiny sleeping shorts. He ghostly ran his hands up her thighs and felt her skin shiver under his touch. When he arrived to the curve of her butt, he painfully slowly pulled at the fabric to take it all away. He looked up: it was all waiting for him. He gripped her thighs stronger than before and spread them, making her raise her pelvis. He had a perfect view on her pussy now, all wet and ready.

He kissed the inside of her thigh first and felt her skin crawl. He kissed her other thigh more upwards, torturing her the same way she had tortured him. His kisses left a burning spot everywhere but on her pussy, which he was willingly avoiding. He was waiting for something before he offered her the most intense pleasure.

"S... Sirius... Please..." pleaded Hermione.

He moved forwards on her, sticking his cock between her ass cheeks. She gasped loudly and arched her already curved back. Sirius purred in her ear, one of his hands kneading a breast:

"Please what?" he murumured.

"Please... I need your m-mouth..."

"Here?..." he asked, caressing the sides of her entrance.

She shivered and mouthed a yes. Sirius rubbed his cock once more against her, then went back to his initial position. He kissed once again her outer lips, enjoying their softness, thinking about how softer it would be inside. Slowly, painfully slowly, he licked her pussy in one long lapping of his tongue, igniting a fire inside of Hermione. Her arms trembled while they supported her. Though she had closed her mouth, Sirius could still hear her muffled moan.

He stroked the softest flesh of her body with his tongue again and gently licked the skin next to her clit. He had to hold her asscheeks to keep her pelvis in place. Hermione seemed to suddenly surrender and give in to the pleasure as Sirius explored her entrance deeper with his tongue and with two of his fingers. She had a delicious taste Sirius never wanted to forget. His jaw moved against her soft skin, his lips catching lower lips, sometimes biting the inside of her thigh.

The heat at the lower part of Hermione's body was increasing. She felt the urge to release a burning tension in her belly, in all of her body. The feeling each time Sirius' tongue stroked some of her fragile skin threatened to make her explode. She felt her inner walls clench tighter and tighter, making the passage of Sirius' fingers even more burning. She raised her body on her elbows in one last effort before erupting.

"S... Sirius..."

The handsome wizard raised his head, his chin and mouth wet from her arousal.

"Hmm?"

"I'm going to... Ah... I'm..." she tightly shut her eyes.

Sirius understood her attempt to ask him to fuck her. His heart skipped a beat and he felt a low growl raise from his throat. He moved forward and stuck his cock just under her pussy, on her lower belly. His pelvis was against her wet ass, Sirius felt like a hungry animal over her.

"Please!" pleaded the witch.

"You're going to put it there yourself..." Sirius purred in her ear, biting her neck in the process.

The sensitive spot Sirius had bit made Hermion feel a surge of warmth in her lower part. She knew there was no use for her hands in putting his cock inside of her, the liquids pouring down her legs would be enough to guide it. She adjusted her pelvis and moved her ass forward, aligning Sirius' cock with her pussy. The tip was already in, surrounded by her body heat. Sirius' hands were clenched on her hips.

Sirius pushed himself in her. He couldn't wait anymore. He filled her entirely, leaving no part of himself out of her. She had had a soft whimper and a spasm of her whole body. Sirius felt his cock clenched by all of her wet and warm insides, cutting his breath. He felt like he was sweetly merging as one with Hermione.

As Sirius began to painfully move inside of her, earning a further arching of her ass, a creaking noise was heard. They both froze, Sirius didn't pull out of her but even stopped breathing. They waited for the noise to repeat. It seemed like someone was walking upstairs. Sirius didn't want to think about Harry walking in on his godfather taking his best friend doggy style. With regret, he pulled out of Hermione, echoing in a small moan from her. He took her by the hand as she silently gathered their clothes with her wand.

"Where is your shirt? I can't find it!" she whispered.

"Shh, someone's coming..." Sirius mouthed.

Someone was walking down the stairs. As the person was about to enter the living room, Hermione threw on Sirius and her something silky and slightly cold. Sirius couldn't believe after all this time, he would once again experience this feeling again. It was James' invisibility cloak! The sensation brought him back years ago, when the Marauders could still play in the park of Hogwarts.

The cloak wasn't the only thing that brought him back in the past, because the man that had been walking down the stairs was Remus. They saw him enter the room, clad in his pajama pants and a tired look on the face. Apparently, he was looking for something. His suitcase was on a side of the room, and Sirius saw him take a bottle out of it. Remus had just remembered during the night to take his wolfsbane potion. The full moon was to be on the next night.

Sirius bitterly thought his friend could have chosen a better time to forget taking his potion. He felt Hermione pull his arm to make him climb the stairs. Luckily, the Assurdiato charm she had thrown earlier was still working. As Remus was sitting on the couch they had just been making love, both quickly climbed the stairs in the dark and as they reached Sirius' room, he closed the door by key.

Hermione unclad them of the cloak. It was strange, to look at Sirius again, to the light of the moon. He was so beautiful just standing there, his chest heaving quickly and his still hard cock hanging from his belly. Hermione suddenly felt the need to cover herself, so she hid her breasts with her arm. Sirius was apparently amused by this shy gesture.

"Come on, we almost fucked. I can't believe you're hiding yourself when I had my tongue in your pussy earlier."

Hermione laughed at this. "You have a point."

"But... You don't regret anything we did earlier, do you?" he asked with concern.

"No, I don't. It was so..." her eyes got lost in his. She had no word to describe the feeling she had experienced down in the living room.

Sirius stepped closer, and hugged her tightly. His cock was resting between both of their bellies, but neither of them cared.

"I knew I should be sorry but I can't... Instead of feeling so wrong, it felt so... right... My cock in you... My tongue in you..." Sirius breathed in Hermione's neck. She felt shivers run down her spine to her wet thighs at these words. Images came to her mind. "I'd hate myself if I regretted this."

Hermione held him even tighter. "It feels like the rightest thing I've done for weeks."

She stood on her tiptoes and slowly kissed Sirius. She felt him warmly return her kiss. She closed her eyes. Sirius' arms were protecting her skin from the light chill in the air, her body was used by now to being stuck to another body. She found this kind of warmth again and didn't want to let go of him. Apparently, Sirius was thinking the same thing. He placed his hands on Hermione's lower back and pulled her gently against his pelvic bones, where she could feel his length hardening again agaInst her stomach.

She instinctively stroked it with a light touch of her fingers, earning her a low gasp from Sirius. He bit her lip when she hesitated.

"Keep on doing that. Please." he breathed in her ear.

As they kept on kissing, Hermione stroked his length softly at first, then slightly faster. She adjusted her touch in function of Sirius' vocal reactions, or to how he had spasms. She pushed him gently to his bed and silently asked him to sit on the edge of it. He did so without asking why, he marveled at what he knew she was going to do.

Hermione kneeled between Sirius' spread legs. She enjoyed the feeling of Sirius' hand in her neck, gently cradling her, and encouraging her. She kissed Sirius' inner thigh, then his very lower belly, just next to his throbbing cock. His hair tickled her mouth. She placed small kisses like she had done earlier around his navel. As she created his anticipation, she could feel tension building in his stomach.

Not standing this anymore, Sirius pushed her not too harshly on his member. Hermione felt surprised, suddenly feeling the warm and hard cock filling her mouth. Even if she couldn't, she had a little smile. She liked having Sirius' hand tangled in her hair.

As Hermione slowly slid down his cock with her delicious mouth, Sirius' breath hitched.

"This feels so good... You have no idea." he said in a husky voice.

Hermione felt slightly choked since she was pushing him deeper and deeper. She helped herself of her hand at the base of his shaft, her other hand resting on his thigh. Her rythm got faster, an drool was falling out of her mouth. Her knees slightly hurt from being on this position, but she judged from Sirius' groans that it would't be long. The man's chest was heaving faster and his grip on Hermione's nape was so tense his nails dug in her skin.

Hermione felt something twitch in his cock. Sirius had a low moan and swiftly pulled her neck to free himself from her mouth. He fell on his back and tightly closed his eyes. His other hand was gripping the bedsheets.

"Sorry... I couldn't hold back. I was about to... Aah." he had a shiver.

Hermione crawled up next to him, smiling. She loved seeing him so helpless, so close to pleasure. She kissed his cheek, and he kissed her back with trembling lips. They both deepened the kiss, heat building in both of their bodies.

Suddenly, Sirius stood on his knees and pushed Hermione under him. She wriggled and deeply looked into his eyes, seeing there something she had barely caught a glimpse of earlier. There was something feral about Sirius, a dark stare. He grabbed both of her thighs, but she was the one to spread them above his head. The anticipation was making her mute, she relished every detail of this moment, every sound or move from Sirius.

Sirius stood in all of his might, his arms descending to her asscheeks and lifting her butt to meet his straight and thick member. He pressed his shaft so slowly he could enjoy every move, every whimper from the girl under him. Her sweet opening was just tight enough, wet, and extremely warm. Once again, he sank in her her flesh. When he was fully inside of her, he stopped.

Hermione was nearly crying. Time had stopped for her, the intense pleasure she was experiencing made her unable to even speak. But when she saw the frown of worry on Sirius' face, she muttered:

"I have never felt so good in my whole life... Ah..." her words got lost in a moan.

At these words, Sirius lost all thought. He began to thrust inside of her slowly, and quickly increased his pace as she almost came at his every move. He wanted to remember it all: her breasts bouncing to their hot rythm, her knitted brow and half-open mouth, the sound of his lower belly's skin clapping against the inside of her asscheeks.

All the sweet burning tension that had been building inside of Hermione was suddenly released. She had only needed a brush of Sirius thumb on her bud of pink skin above her pussy (which was enjoying every passage of his cock inside, absolutely filling her) to be shaken by the most wonderful pleasure.

"Sirius!" she whined. "I.. am... Aaaah!"

Hermione's pussy was on fire, sending waves of ecstasy in all of her body. Sirius thrust even faster in her, lifting her ass even more.

This sweet release was so beautiful to Sirius' eyes he could feel himself coming very soon. He clawed in the silky flesh and pulled her on his cock, pressing himself deeper and more brutally inside of her at every move. His balls tightened at once and he reached Hermione's deepest point. All of the warm tension was released as he emptied himself in the girl, pullingher in for a passionate hot kiss. Her hips were still thrusting upwards. Sirius and Hermione had, at this very moment, created the most perfect rythm of two pelvises. His cock twitched at every release of semen and Sirius lost himself inside of this dream-like union.

He fell on Hermione's side, and slightly worried, not seeing her move or express anything. When she turned on her side to face him, her face was so beautiful, so pure and relaxed, he felt the need to kiss her again.

"Sorry it didn't last long." he began.

She had a small laugh at this.

"I don't think you should worry." she answered playfully.

"It was so... great to see you come." Sirius lowly said.

Hermione couldn't hide her smile as she looked at the ceiling. Sirius' moonlit skin was making him even more surreal. She wondered if he could see her reddened face, but she was terribly blushing.

"I loved every part of it, Sirius..." she reassured him.

He pulled her in the warmth of his arms, they were still too hot to need the bedsheets. He spooned her and mentally smirked as he felt her wet ass sticking against his pelvis. Sleep was quickly stealing him from the present, but he briefly reminded himself to brew a contraceptive potion for Hermione first thing in the morning. He held her and kissed her neck. It felt like she was already in a slumber.

"I..." he began.

Hermione didn't respond. She was probably asleep.

"I love you." he whispered unaudibly. He gave her nape one last kiss and quickly drifted to sleep, too.

[A/N]: Sorry for the long chapter, but I really wanted to make it amazing. I told you it was going to be smutty... I enjoyed writing this chapter and I hope you enjoyed reading it! Let me know if you liked it, it would please me so much. And thanks a lot to the reviewers ndavis77, flearambo and mildred meadowlark. It filled my heart with warmth!