A/N - I own nothing.
This chapter is unbeta'd, I've done my best with Grammar and everything, but apologises if I missed anything.
Recently. I've found myself doubting my smut chapters. I'm not sure why, but it's left me without the confidence I used to have when writing smut... Saying that, I really hope you like this chapter. If you think it's bad, tell me, and I'll try and re-write it.
Here's what you've all been waiting for.
Hermione followed Sirius out the room, and turned to the stairs, she felt hands grab her, and her back hit the wall, and Sirius lips were on hers, tenderly running across her own, his tongue begging for entry, which she eagerly accepted. She felt it gently stroke against hers, as his body pressed her tightly against the wall, not giving her space to even breath.
"Is this what you wanted, witch?" he muttered, as his lips ghosted to her neck, and he gently nipped it, the sharp sensation exciting her even more.
"Yes," Hermione gasped, as her dress was pushed roughly up her body, Sirius' hands roaming after it, ghosting over her breasts, the dress was moved higher, his fingers never lingering more than they needed to.
His lips moved off her body, he pulled her away for a moment, to get her dress off, and his eyes widened at the sight of her as her dress went over her head. It was carelessly thrown behind him as he looked at her with his clear silver eyes, before pushing her against the wall again. Sirius pulled one of her legs up around his waist, gaining a tight grip on her thigh, as he pressed hard against her, showing her what effect she had on his body. She let out a whimper.
Sirius froze for a second, before turning his head, having heard a noise in the kitchen.
"Show yourself," he growled and he heard the sound of footsteps.
Tonks and Remus came into view. "What are you doing here?" Sirius growled.
Sirius still had Hermione pressed to the wall, trying to cover her up, as she was only in her underwear, her dress on the floor between Sirius and the Lupin's. She peeked around Sirius' body, to see the shocked looks on their faces as they looked at the couple, and then down at the dress on the floor.
"Don't worry, we're leaving - this answers most questions we were going to ask," Remus said, a smirk crossing his face, as he quickly turned his head, and tried to lead Tonks away.
Sirius glared at him.
"We came to see if you and Hermione were alright now... But it seems you're more than alright?" Tonks winked at Hermione who grinned back.
"Great as it is to see you, why don't we catch up at the Weasleys tomorrow? Not to be rude or anything, but I'm sure you don't want to be here for this, so I think you really need to leave... now," Hermione said, her voice strained. "Please," she added.
Tonks nodded and grinned at both of them. "Details tomorrow," Tonks mouthed at Hermione, before allowing Remus to lead her back to the floo.
The moment Sirius heard them leave, he looked back at Hermione.
"Bedroom, I'll be right up."
She turned and walked up the stairs, he watched her until she went out of view and he took a moment to calm himself. He hadn't done this in so long and was nervous. He went and got himself a glass of water and took a moment to try and clear away his self-doubts, and remind himself that they both wanted this, that Hermione wanted him. She didn't care that he had demons, she accepted everything. When he felt satisfied that he wasn't doubting himself as much, he left the kitchen, and went up to the bedroom.
He walked into the room and saw Hermione sitting on his bed, still in her underwear and boots, her arms across her stomach, and the light off. Sirius watched her for a moment before she looked up and saw him, her face lighting up. He went and sat down next to her.
"I'm going to ask this one last time... Are you sure its me that you want?"
"I've wanted you for a while Sirius. I'm sure."
"If things go further then you'd like you have to tell me if you decide you want to stop, because one I start, you're mine."
She nodded, and he stood up and kicked off his shoes.
"Stand up kitten."
She stood up and walked over to him and he kissed her softly, She reached up and started slowly undoing his buttons, pushing his shirt off his shoulders.
He waved his wand before dropping it on the bed, the light turning on. He stepped back and took Hermione in. Her dress had been left on the hall floor, and she was in her underwear and knee-high boots.
Sirius guided her back to the bed, allowing her to sit back down. He knelt down and slowly pulled the zip down on one boot, taking it off, and bringing his lips to her ankle, kissing her up her leg, slowly, enjoying the way her body moved impatiently as he came close to her centre.
Suddenly he moved away, hearing a noise of disappointment from Hermione, as he repeated the actions on her other leg. As he reached the top of her thigh, she moved impatiently, but he decided he was going to tease her a bit more.
Instead, he ran his lips up her stomach, between her breasts, and to her neck, slowly climbing on top of her as he done so. His lips moved slowly across her neck and across her jaw as his hand teased the side of her underwear.
He felt her hands fumble with his belt and ran his lips over her ear, earning a gasp as she managed to undo his belt and open the button.
"Is there anything you particularly enjoy?" He whispered in her ear.
She looked at him, lust filling her eyes. "I think after the reaction your kisses cause me, anything you do will be enjoyable," she answered and then blushed.
He let his hands graze over the straps of her bra. "I think that you're too overdressed Kitten," he said with a smirk. She sat up and he reached to undo her bra.
"Aren't you going to turn the light out?" She asked nervously, and he frowned, pulling his hand back.
"But I want to see your body?" confusion etched over his face.
She looked away but he brought her gaze back to him by turning her face.
"Hermione, you have no reason to be self-conscious - you're beautiful and amazing and if you really want the lights off then thats what I'll do but I would love to see you, I want to see the look on your face when I'm touching you for a start, I want to watch how much you enjoy what we're about to do. I want to see your face when I make you explode."
"Do you?" It was her turn to be confused.
"Kitten, do you always do this with the lights off?"
She nodded, and he sighed.
"Not anymore. Having the lights off, you may as well be with a stranger. I find lights on much more intimate because you can see every single expression on your lovers face," he whispered seductively.
Hermione hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"If you feel uncomfortable at any point I'll turn the light off, I promise," Sirius offered, seeing the discomfort on her face.
She nodded again, reluctantly, and he could see she was agreeing with him, but was still uncomfortable with the idea. He took his wand and dimmed the lights, but not all the way. "How about we compromise, so we both get what we want?" he suggested. "Is that better?"
Hermione nodded, looking more relaxed, and she smiled at him.
Sirius reached behind Hermione and undone the clasp of her bra. He slowly slid the bra off her shoulders and removed it from her chest, only to quickly replace it with his mouth.
He let his tongue gently caress her nipple, as his hand gently stroked the other one. He jumped into it without looking over her body as he would have liked, trying to avoid giving her time to get self-conscious. He wanted her to forget any worries she had.
He moved away, and slowly took off all his clothes, smirking as her eyes filled widened at the sight of him completely naked.
"Like what you see love?"
She nodded.
"I like what I see too," he licked his lips as he looked her body over.
"So when you said that you haven't kissed or been with anyone in years..."
"Last time I kissed a women, or fucked or made love to a women, or even held one was about a week before I went to Azkaban. Longer since I had a women sleep in my arms. From the first night, when I was in your bed with you... It just felt right holding you. Then you came to me and you held me too..."
He grabbed her legs and pulled her gently to the edge of the bed and knelt down.
"It was the most amazing feeling. I would have you in my bed every night even if it's just being able to hold you. People take things like that for granted but when you got so many years without human contact, you realise that it can change everything just to have someone."
His mouth moved between her legs and he ran his tongue over her clit, making her moan. He marvelled at the taste.
"Delicious," he growled, running his rough tongue over her again and again, tasting all her juices.
He felt her hips jerk slightly as he started to push his tongue inside her. He felt her hips lift, and he held her hips down with his hands, as she twisted on the bed, slowly coming undone.
"Let go kitten," he said softly, blowing on her, before slowly running his tongue between her folds.
He put his hands on the inside of her thighs, pushing her legs further apart, as he moved his tongue faster, determined to drive her insane, before he took his own pleasure.
Her body was shaking and her hands were in his hair, pulling him into her, he could feel how tight her grip was. He took a hand off her thigh, and slowly slid it into her wet heat, as his tongue continued to caress her, making her breathing erratic.
The moment his second finger slid inside her, he felt her tighten around him, and quickly pumped them into her, feeling her body shake and explode, and he lapped up everything she offered to him.
He slowly removed his hand, bringing his fingers to his mouth, and Hermione watched him out of lidded eyes, as he carefully licked them clean.
He climbed on the bed, on top of her, slowly, his gaze moving up and down her trembling body until he was in position.
"No," she said, and he quickly moved back, disappointment on his face.
"You want to stop, I'm sorry, I'm going to fast, I-" he began, as he climbed off the bed, quickly. Hermione sat up and smirked.
"No, I don't want to stop, I just... I want to be on top," she said, pulling her lip between her teeth.
Sirius was speechless for a moment. "Wait, you want... yeah, yeah, go right ahead," he said, quickly climbing onto the bed, and laying down.
He watched her catch her breath, before she swung her leg over him, settling over his throbbing length and started to move, creating some friction, before lifting herself.
Sirius drew a breath as her fingers curled around his erection, and she lined herself up and slowly lowered herself onto him, her eyes closing as he entered her,and her mouth open wide as she let out a shaky breath.
"Fucking tight Kitten," he moaned.
She smirked and lifted herself up and lowered herself again, bringing out another groan. "You're right about the lights, I like seeing the effect I have on you," she whispered.
"I like seeing you ride me, Kitten," he responded, pulling her hips and making her move faster.
His hands moved to her breast as she bucked on his cock, and before long she found herself on top of him one moment and under him the next, very similar to the position they had found themselves in previously, when Hermione had attempted to wake him, but this time they were naked.
"Tell me what you want?"
"Make love to me," she replied.
He slid himself back into her and started moving slowly, extremely slow and he smirked at Hermione who was looking at him with pleading eyes.
"Harder, Oh Merlin, harder,"
"It's Sirius love," He whispered.
"Oh don't worry, I won't be able to forget your name," she panted out.
He slowly pulled out and thrust in hard. "Just harder or faster too?" he asked.
"Both, don't hold back with me, I'm fed up with people holding back, I won't break."
He nodded and pulled back, with an even harder thrust. He grabbed her legs and after a moment of thought, they were on his shoulders and he was on his knees. He started sliding into her, picking up his pace and soon he was pounding into her body.
He watched her underneath him, moving to meet each thrust and slowly her pants got louder. He listened to the moans that left her mouth, and felt her clench around him. Her nails were digging into his thighs hard enough to draw blood.
"Come for me Hermione love," he begged, feeling so close himself, as he brought his fingers to her clit and rubbed it.
"Sirius," she cried as her walls started to contract around him. He felt his release come, calling her name until his arms couldn't hold him up any longer, and his body covered hers.
I just imagine Remus hoping that Hermione hasn't hexed Sirius, and that Sirius hasn't said something stupid, so he gets it into his head that he should make sure they're both okay, and Tonks... well she wants to know if they're shagging, so she goes along, but neither of them expected the pair to be in the hall lol.
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