Embody

"Lie to me," She whispered breathlessly as he kissed her neck.

Sirius hummed his confusion as he brought his face up to behind her ear.

"Lie to me," Marlene leaned into him, "tell me I'm the only one."

Sirius traced his fingers along her chest, smug about the shiver it sent through her body. "I won't lie to you, Marls."

"I suppose that's something," she chuckled and turned to kiss him, her hands sliding down his chest.

"Lie to me," Sirius growled as he pushed her against the broom closet wall.

Marlene's nails dug into his skin as he hoisted her higher. "I won't lie to you, Sirius."

"That's something," he murmured as he bit down on her neck.

"Lie to me," Marlene's tone was almost sarcastic as she walked to the door of his dorm.

"I won't lie to you," Sirius said as he pulled his sweats on and avoided her gaze.

"There's always that," she smirked at him and shut the door behind her.

"Lie to me," Sirius hissed as they walked out of DADA. They'd been split into assigned groups, and Sirius could have killed Smith for the way he leered at Marlene.

Marlene studied him for a moment before reaching down and taking his hand. "I won't lie to you."

Sirius looked down at their hands, slightly confused by the feeling it gave him, but he looked up at Marls and smiled, "I'll take that."

He didn't release her hand.

"Lie to me!" Marlene screamed at him, the anger coursing through her.

Sirius almost said it, almost told her the truth, but then her ice blue eyes found his clouded gray ones and he lost his nerve, closing the distance between them and kissing her instead.

"I won't lie to you," he pulled her closer, his hands tracing her curves.

"Make that enough," she growled as her hands gripped his hair.

"Lie to me," Sirius murmured, running his hands through her blonde hair as she read on his lap.

Her answer was distracted as she continued reading, "I won't lie to you, love."

Sirius smirked and pulled her closer, "That's all I ask."

Marlene sat with her back against the astronomy tower, her breath materializing before her. Sirius walked quietly toward her spot, watching as she shivered. "Here," he threw her leather jacket at her.

"Thanks," her voice was quiet, almost hollow, as she slid into it.

Sirius sat down next to her and comfortably brought his arm around her shoulders.

"You are, you know?" He whispered, his face focused straight ahead, not daring to look at her.

"Don't lie to me, Sirius," Marlene sighed and hung her head, "not right now."

Sirius gave a frustrated sigh and guided her face back up to look at him. "I'll never lie to you, Marls."

Marlene's eyes bore into his, the rest of her face unreadable. "Say it again, then."

Sirius dropped his head, taking a deep breath before coming back to her gaze; of course, she'd make this harder than it needed to be. "You are the only one; you have been since you first asked me to lie to you."

Marlene's face took on a smile, a soft smile that lacked her normal walls that Sirius was used to seeing. It was missing the icy edge Marls usually had, and it took Sirius' breath away.

"You are too - since I first asked."

Sirius wasn't exactly sure what this feeling was that started to seep through him, beginning at his chest, but whatever it was, it was so perfectly Marls. It was like she was draining herself into him, like she would always be a part of him, and he wanted to do the same. He wanted to drain every drop of himself into her, become a part of her bloodstream, make it so no matter what he'd always be in her.

His lips found hers of their own accord, his hands roamed her body, he had to be as close to her as he could get, damn these clothes, damn these bodies, he needed more.!

Somehow they ended up in his bed, curtains pulled - though Sirius doesn't exactly remember the walk back. Somehow they ended up with their clothes on the floor - if he's honest Sirius definitely remembered that. And somehow they've ended up in each other's systems, somehow the connection is no longer just sex and motorcycles, somehow they're a part of each other's lifeblood, and Sirius doesn't understand what exactly is going on, or what this is even called, but he's not letting go. He can't live without her pumping through his veins, filling his lungs, and he can tell by the way she looks back into his eyes as she rests her forehead against his that she feels the same way. They're all that's real in this world and they're never going to walk away - they can't.