"Sirius, I've missed you." Snape said quietly and his eyelashes brushed againts his cheeks as he stared shyly down at his hands. "I mean, what I mean to say is that I wish I had—"
"Okay." Sirius silenced Snape with a kiss then patted his greasy long locks. Snape closed his eyes and listened to Sirius's throaty words. "Fine, Sev, show me you've missed me."
Snape groaned deeply and bit at the marauder's tongue and proceeded to drag his leather jacket and boots off his sexy bod.
"Oh God, yes," Sirius stammered yet there were unshed emotions in his silver eyes. "Yes, show me my little half blood." He grabbed Snape by the neck and breathed in his scent. Snape flinched barely able to control himself before they both collapsed in a wave of arms and lips on the bed.
Half an hour later...
"Have you you really missed me or did you just say that to make me feel better?" Sirius laid his head back on the bed, his hands reaching for a cigaratte. "It's hard to believe."
Snape sat up straighter and clutched the sheet to his skinny form. He cleared his throat and tried to keep the emotionn out of his face. "And why wouldn't you believe me?"
Sirius twiddled his thumbs and gave him a dirty grin, but there was hurt in his eyes. "Don't know. Maybe the fact that you ignored me for three days."
"I didn't want to do that," Snape stumbled apologetically, unconciously wracking his hands through his hair and wondering how he could be so stupid. "You know I had to go back to Eileen."
Sirius bit his lip. "That wasn't what you told me at the time." The marauder shrugged off the sheets and got up shamlessly naked before reaching for his leather jacket and jeans. "Now it's my turn to leave." He winked at Snape and the skinny half blood felt himself sink lower in the bed, his cheeks burning with humiliation.
"That's one point, Sirius," Snape spoke under his breath. "I will get you back for this."
Sirius chuckled, and pocketed his wand in his jeans. "Of course, you will. Snivellus. You dork. You'll always come running back."
The words hurt like a punch; it was true. Snape couldn't get over his addiction to Sirius's body and he'd always be like a slave to the urge.
Snape wiped away a tear. Everyone thought he was in love with Lily; they were wrong. He'd forgotten her by now.
Always Sirius.
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