Deep Magic

by Lady Dragonmaster

This is an OC centric story where I have inserted a new character into the storyline. The story takes place primarily in the marauders era and will end in a three way relationship between my character, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. Please see inside for full summary. Second attempt at posting because fanfiction destroyed my formatting.

14. Chapter 12

Chapter 12

A/N: this chapter contains sex. It is dubious consent, possibly verging on Non-Con depending on how you want to look at it. Sirius is currently so blinded by his own darkness that he is ready to take it out on anyone he sees as a villain and we know from his past that any Slytherin fits that bill.

We climbed the stairs to the third floor and he led me to a door with his name etched on it. Opening it, he ushered me inside. I entered the room and hugged my body as he closed the door. I felt, rather than heard, him step up behind me. Reaching around, he undid my belt and pulled my jeans and knickers to the floor.

"If you were hoping for slow and romantic, you're out of luck." He pushed me forward and my hands sought purchase on the foot end of the bed. Bent over, I waited and listened for the next movement. I didn't have to wait long. I heard his belt buckle come undone, a zipper pulled down and then his trousers fell to the floor. His hand pushed its way between my legs from behind. He stroked me with his finger and pushed his thumb inside, thrusting a little. I screwed my eyes shut, even as I felt my body react to the invasion. Obviously satisfied with my response, he withdrew his hand and grasped my hips, kicking my legs further apart. With a quick, hard thrust he impaled me and I cried out in shock. Not waiting for me to adjust, he pulled back again and roughly shoved himself in once more. He held my hips steady as he pounded into me from behind. I held onto the wood at the foot of the bed with all I had, and despite his rough treatment, I felt the coil inside my abdomen begin to tighten. His speed increased, as did the power of his thrusts and I threw my head back with a scream, my body taut like a bowstring and then the tension snapped and I fell forward, just as I heard his shout behind me and felt his orgasm pulse through me. He pulled out of me and I collapsed onto the footboard and fell to my knees, my jeans still around my ankles. He shed the remnants of his clothing before picking me up and dropping me on the bed. "I'm not done with you yet, you said all night and I intend to make you mean it."

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