Azkaban Inmates
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Year: 1984
Both of us took a nice little purple potion the night before that was for dreamless sleep. It was something that I needed. I slept deeper and more peacefully than I have in a long time. We woke up at 7:30 and lazily got ready. I got dressed and ready in the bathroom and Sirius got ready in the room.
We didn't talk much before we got to the restaurant. We simply enjoyed each other's presence and I tried to force my brain to think of pleasant things, like Sirius. This morning was not the morning for my depression to take hold of me. I was determined our date was going to go well.
Sirius and I were currently sitting across from each other in a booth in a small muggle restaurant looking at the menu for something to eat. It seems they don't have much here that isn't breakfast food. We're not coming here for lunch or dinner, that's for sure.
"You look very fetching." I flirted, putting my menu down in favor of looking at Sirius. He was wearing a deep grey hoodie underneath a black leather jacket, leather pants, and black motorcycle boots. His silky raven curls framed his gaunt face and sat neatly on his shoulders. He put his own menu down and his full lips tilted up. "I do like my men in leather."
"That's very good to know." His accented voice replied smoothly, flirty grey eyes flickered meaningfully from my chest back to my face. I know muggle women wear contraptions called bras, but I have never worn one. Why would I when magic can accomplish the exact same thing? And far more easily. "You're looking particularly ravishing yourself, luv."
"Hopefully some of my curves come back soon." I tell him amused. "I didn't always have the figure of a skeleton."
"Nonsense, don't be hard on yourself." Sirius disagreed. "Your figure is lovely. I've always been a chest man, and yours is mouthwatering."
"Such a gentlemen." I teased, mocking him for openly coming out and saying how mouthwatering he finds my bosom. I was flattered though, especially since he seemed genuine. I am not sure where my ample bosom came from, Merlin knows it wasn't my mother.
"I've never claimed to be a gentlemen." He countered, his smile turning wicked.
I've seen many different smiles on him (sarcastic, small, playful smirk, fake), but I think this flirtatiously wicked one is my favorite so far. I am enjoying the light air, I don't want to bring up any serious topics yet. Not where we are going to go to be safe from Aurors when our absences are noticed, not anything about why we were arrested, not Ardan, not anything negative or serious.
At the end of the date we can bring up finding young now I want to flirt with my date and keep this light air before the darkness creeps in again. Both of us have so much heartache, anger, frustrating, and torment swirling inside of us that we need a distraction. That's what we are to each other, a comfort and a distraction. We were in Azkaban and we will be outside of it too. We will comfort later, for now we will distract.
"A confident man with a wild side is so very alluring." I purred to him. I am a tad rusty with the seductive game, having been in Azkaban for over two years and all. Hopefully I haven't lost my touch.
"Mysterious and strong women are alluring for me. The ones who only let the hard times make them stronger. Ones who have that exotic beauty. The women who are smart and playful. Women who don't smile all the time. So when I do make her smile its all the more special. She is so very fascinating, the more I learn about her the more I want to learn. Her eyes are so vivid and mesmerizing. I've only ever seen her lips smile once but her eyes are what speak for her. So soft at times and then they can be so spicy at others. Emotionless and then so full of fire. Just when I think I understand her, something happens and I am thrown for a loop. She fascinates me deeply. I want to learn everything. Others might think her cold if they see her, they might misunderstand her. But they need to only look at her eyes to see the truth. She isn't cold at all. You need to only study her eyes to see that. That and her voice. Her voice is like liquid honey to me. Even when she uses it like a whip." Sirius's eyes were very intense during his little speech.
He started out like he was speaking about any and every woman, but then he switched and made it clear that he was speaking about one in particular. Is that how he sees me? Warmth entered my belly and softened my heart.
"Charmer." I accuse softly, my eyes flirtatious as they gaze into his. "How many women have you seduced into your bed with that silver tongue?"
"Maybe a few." His eyes lighten up once more, that smothering intensity fading slightly. "I want more than to just be up your skirts, luv. You know that don't you? You're not just a warm body to me. That's not what this date is."
"I know." I nod at him. This is turning more serious than flirtatious. The subject isn't a dark one though, so I do not mind. It doesn't arouse any demons inside of me. "It is not easy for me to trust someone but I do trust you."
"Of course I wouldn't mind being up your skirts, so to speak." The wicked smile that stretched across his lips made my belly flutter. I was wearing the same outfit I wore briefly last night. The coat is open and you could see the red shirt I am wearing. The jeans were tucked into the red and black motorcycle boots. I slid one foot free and put it in between Sirius's legs. I wasn't touching his crotch but I was close.
"That so?"
This is our first date true, but we have known each other a while even though we've only had a few conversations. Is this too soon? I don't want to come across whorish, just seductive.
"You play with fire, luv" I saw him take a sharp intake of breath as soon as I did it, his voice sounded like he ran 5 miles. "It's been so long. You don't know what you're unlocking."
"Hello. My name is Ashley and I will be your waitress this morning. What would you like to drink?" A fake chipper voice asked. Sirius and I snapped our heads to the left to look at her. Really?! We've been here how long and she is just now taking our drink orders? Where has she been?
"I'd like a water." I tell her flatly. She nodded and wrote that down in her little pad.
"And you sir?" She asked Sirius, her smile fake and her eyes bored.
"I'd like TEA." Sirius voice got louder in shocked delight at the last word when I pressed my foot firmly into his crotch as he spoke.
The waitress gave him a look that told him how odd he was being. I kept my face neutral but my eyes were mischievous. This was fun. All my demons lay to rest at the moment. I refused to let them ruin my enjoyment on our date.
"I'll be right back with your drinks." She said but we ignored her.
"I know exactly what I am unlocking." I disagreed, looking into his beautiful grey eyes that were currently struggling to stay focused as I moved my foot lazily. "I think we need it. Deserve it even. Don't you? I am tired of feeling pain, aren't you? I want to feel some pleasure."
"Pleasure sounds lovely." Sirius's voice was uneven. "I am just sure that I physically cannot go as far as I'd like to, unfortunately."
"I do not mean that we are having sex today." I tell him. "Our bodies are better thanks to the potions but I am not sure how well sex will turn out. We can ease into it. After breakfast we can go to the motel, snog on the bed and have a little fun. What do you say? I am not sure about you but I am feeling a little desperate for a distraction from my own mind."
"I couldn't agree more." He sighed, grey eyes fluttering closed. "My mind is an arse. I'm rather sick of him."
"This isn't too much for a first date, is it?" I inquire. He shook his head, raven curls swaying, as he breathed deeply.
"This is… much better… than what I had…. planned."
"I wasn't planning this either." I tell him. "Everything has been so dark inside of me, so tormented. You are the only relief I get from it. I thought talking and flirting would be enough for this date but I was wrong. I need…. I need.."
I don't know how to explain the fierce and desperate swirl of emotions that have taken hold of me. My heart needs a relief, a break. I can't explain it clearly, but the serious emotions and the dark demons will come back. The heaviness will come back. For now I want pleasure. To feel free and light. Does that make sense? Do you know what I am trying to say Sirius? Do you need what I do?
"Are you hungry?" Sirius asked, eyes still closed as he enjoyed my foot rubbing his crotch. "Or can we leave?"
"Let's leave." I told him sternly.
Our journey back to the motel was hurried. It felt like forever but finally we were back in our room and when we were I crashed our lips together. My head spun and the heat that traveled down my spine was marvelous. I need this. I need to not feel anything but this for now. I am so sick of the pain. Of the torment. Of all of it. My heart always feels like knives are stabbing it. I want pleasure. I want Sirius to distract me. To make the pain go away. If only briefly.
We collapsed onto the bed with me on top. Our lips moved together desperately. Sirius's hands wove into my dark coco hair for a moment before he grabbed my bony hips and flipped us. My legs immediatley wrapped around his hips and my hands tangled into his thick curls. I adore his hair. I tugged at the raven locks and he moaned.
"Like that do you?" I gasp, pulling back from his lips.
"Too much. Not enough." He told me as we moved frantically against one another. I pulled our lips back together sloppily. My body burned hot and my mind was successfully distracted. I didn't notice that my features shifted back to being half-fox. Which was the first time since childhood. Even during amorous activities I was in control of it. What is Sirius doing to me?
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