"I want to lick your cunt until you come on my tongue," a voice whispered into her ear.

"You what?" Lily said, spinning to see the foul-mouthed cretin who dared speak to her that way. "Sirius?"

"Oh, shit, Lily!" His eyes went so wide she saw the whites of them. "I would not have-ah, well, damn," he spluttered, obviously flustered in his embarrassment.

In the low light, Lily wasn't sure if she was seeing him blush or not. "Why would you say something like that to me?" she hissed-and then, thinking better of their location grabbed his hand and dragged him through the crowds of the club past the bartender and out the service entrance. She turned on him again, anger flashing in her eyes.

"Explain!"

Sirius looked around like he was searching for a way out of the situation but she shifted and his eyes snapped back to hers. He looked at the ground to avoid eye contact.

"Well? Why would you say that to me?"

"I didn't know it was you," he muttered.

"And that makes it okay to say something like that to a complete stranger?"

"It's a crude pickup line, all right? It didn't mean anything."

"Why did you pick me to say it to, then?"

"I saw a wicked-hot bird dancing by herself in a smoking little black dress. Legs for days and an arse that would make a grown man drool in public," he answered then shrugged. "Thought I'd try my hand at dirty talk."

Lily felt heat crawl up her chest to her face and was thankful he wasn't looking at her just then. "So you've never said that to anyone else?"

He looked up, half peeking out from under his wild hair, trying to determine the right answer. Lily wasn't sure there was a right answer. After a long look, he shook his head. "Well, no-I mean, maybe during the heat of the moment or something-but never straight like that. Don't know why I thought it would work..." he rambled. "Might've had a pint or two too many..."

"And you didn't realise it was me?"

He looked fully at her then. "No, I really didn't. I know you and James are... on a break, I guess? But I had no idea you'd be here or..."

Her eyes widened. "He's not here, is he?"

"Nah, he and Remus wanted to stay home and nurse their heartaches in peace."

"And you just wanted to get lucky?" He tilted his head and offered her a smirk and a wink.

Lily stared at him for a moment, her eyes taking in the details she'd never allowed herself to notice at school: glorious black mane, like she'd already been running her hands through it; piercing, silver-grey eyes that smouldered; wide mouth, plump lips, and straight white teeth; baby-smooth skin around a neatly trimmed goatee.

"No strings attached sort of thing?"

The smirk fell from his lips as he processed her question and he turned away, suddenly shy. He brought his hand up and cupped the back of his neck and looked up at her through his lashes. "I don't know, Lils, I mean-"

"No strings attached. Just a good time."

There was tension between them as she watched him pace and fidget and he watched her in return.

Finally coming to a decision, Lily heard him murmur, "Merlin, I'm going to go to hell for this," before he was on her, lips bruising hers as he pushed her against the brick wall of the nightclub. He cupped the back of her head so she didn't knock it against the wall even as he devoured her mouth.

His fingers trailed her jaw and his mouth soon followed even as he bent his knees and ground his cock against her.

"So that line about licking my cunt...?" she laid the question out, breathy from his fiery kisses and roaming hands.

"Gods yes," he whispered against her neck. She felt her pulse jump as he nibbled on her skin.

"Hotel okay? Got any money on you?" she asked, gripping his biceps as he pulled her closer to him.

"I've got one better," he muttered holding her tightly and Apparating.

Before they had even landed properly, Sirius grasped her around the waist and picked her up, carrying her to the wide bed in the room. He tossed her on it and she bounced, laughing.

"Where are we?" she asked leaning up on her elbows to look down her body at him.

"I inherited a set at the Albany from my Uncle Alphard," he said as he discarded his shoes.

"You bring all your one-night-stands here?" she asked, watching as their ardour slipped away like she'd doused it with cold water.

He swallowed. "No, Lily, I've never brought anyone here before. Even James doesn't know where I live-just that I inherited a flat in London from my uncle."

"Not that you inherited a flat that's probably worth a million quid, if not more?"

"I didn't feel the need to point out that even after being disowned, I've inherited a pretty sizeable Gringotts vault." He moved closer to her, to the bed. "Is that a problem?"

"Are you asking me, a girl from a factory town in the middle of nowhere, if you being rich is a problem?" she threw her head back and laughed again.

He smiled and climbed on the bed with her leaning down to kiss her again. After slow, steamy kisses and gentle petting Sirius said, "I have a confession to make, Lils."

"I don't care, Sirius," she muttered back, reaching to run her hands through his hair and pull him closer. "I don't care if there are strings attached. I wouldn't be here if you had been a stranger and said those things to me. Fuck me. Make love to me. I don't care. We'll deal with the consequences later."

"Fuck the consequences," he said as he finally pulled her dress from her body and got down to fulfilling the promise he'd given her earlier.