There's no other words I have for the second half of this chapter... Yummy. Well, I hope you all think so. Enjoy!
xoxox
Hermione and Ginny left for the Potter's and Sirius told her he had some final details to work out for tonight. The witch was beyond a bit anxious to see what he had in store for her. The dress she picked out at Mr. Tips shop was hanging up on her wardrobe door, but she was still deciding what to wear underneath. She wasn't ignorant to how the world of Sirius Black worked.
There was a knock at her bedroom door, "come in, Hermione murmured as she frowned at the sets on her bed in front of her.
"Mione, I know you are having an issue, so tell me," Ginny said and Hermione held out her hand.
"What would you wear on a first date with Sirius Black?" The older witch grumbled and Ginny giggled.
Ginny pointed to a soft purple set and Hermione sighed, "they are so pretty, he ripped my last pretty pair of black ones..." Hermione whispered and Ginny burst into laughter.
"So, repair them after. Those go with the dress and don't say you were expect anything."
Hermione glared and pointed her finger, "you know, I don't remember getting back my clothes after that night... I left his room in such a hurry to get ready for work I don't think I got them from him."
"Maybe he kept them as keepsakes." Ginny dismissed it and Hermione sighed.
"This is a big decision. Maybe I should cancel..." Hermione trailed off and Ginny let out a guttural growl.
"You are going," she told the older witch.
"But-"
"No, he wants to be with just you, Hermione. You are going."
"But, he's Sirius Black," the nervous witch responded and Ginny folded her arms.
"You are going, Hermione."
The witches were quiet a moment and Hermione bit her lip, "what if he thinks he wants this but misses his tarts, Ginny?" She asked softly and the red head exhaled heavily.
"I am quite sure he has had his fill of empty nights, Hermione. I know you are just as scared of commitment as him. Which is why Harry got off early and went to go talk to him. This is important now. No more dancing around it. No more running. No more denying that you don't want to live your life without him in it. You are going tonight."
Hermione nodded, "alright, but can you spare time to help me with my hair and makeup shortly?" She asked Ginny who nodded.
"Of course, I need to help you take his breath away."
0o0o
"She is going to stand me up, Harry. I have been too much of a cad and she will realize it isn't worth it." Sirius said sitting at the table drinking a glass of brandy.
"Do you trust me to make sure she doesn't get scared?" Harry asked and Sirius snorted.
"I have no faith in myself, not you. She deserves so much better than me, Harry."
"That may be true," Harry paused and watched Sirius glare at him. "But he wouldn't be you. She wants you. Show her you deserve it."
Sirius downed his glass and stood up shaking himself up, "Alright then, this old marauder has to have his best charm tonight."
Harry shuffled his feet and cleared his throat, "Sirius, I have something to say to you."
Sirius took a few paces toward Harry and tilted his head. "What is it, Harry?"
"I never thought I would see her really want to be with anyone. She was pretty happy just being alone, or at least she made everyone think so. But if there is anyone who deserves her just for the sole reason of their heart and loyalty, it is you, Sirius. Do yourself a favor, give her a chance to show you hers too. Not as companions or friends, but as partners."
Sirius took the younger man into a big hug and patted his back, "thank you. Honestly, that means more than anything coming from you, Harry."
"Remus is right, you are a big softy when you aren't a wanker, Sirius." Harry teased him as they pulled out of the hug.
Sirius barked out a stream of laughter and nodded, "it is something I try my hardest to hide."
0o0o
"Oh, I feel like it's the first day of Hogwarts again," Hermione sighed running her fingers over her dress.
"Only you would compare the first day of school to a date, Hermione," Ginny told her rocking in the chair.
Harry came through the fireplace and gasped, "Oh, Mione. You are so beautiful." Harry murmured and Hermione blushed.
"Thank you, Harry. Ginny helped plenty," Hermione replied and the gangly wizard hugged her before turning toward the fireplace.
"Remember, have fun, alright?" he asked and she nodded.
"I love you both, don't wait up for me." She said with a smile and left for Grimmauld Place.
Hermione wanted to avoid the awkwardness of him picking her up at the Potters like a teenager, so she told him she would meet him there. When she dusted her clothes off she glanced around and took him in her view. He was standing there stunned and his gray eyes glistened.
She smiled and approached him, "Cat got your tongue, Padfoot?" She teased and he grinned.
"You definitely do! Oh, how do I find words for this?" he asked shaking his head in awe.
Her lovely violet dress made her seem like a mythical creature that crawled off the pages of a tale. He could almost see where her wings would be flitting behind her like a fairy. Her hair had lovely ringlets throughout it and was up off of her neck. Her makeup was soft and natural with gently pink lips. "Perfection." He gasped and kissed her hand.
Hermione's eyes traced the man's outfit and her cheeks tinted, "Sirius, you look dashing," she muttered and he straightened his leather jacket.
Sirius donned his new jacket, a pair of black pants and teal dress shirt. Her blush evolved when she saw his smile that was playful but kind. He was a handsome older man and she could feel the timid shock of her impatience to see him over her again.
"Hermione, are you done examining me? I know that I am not quite as young as you would have liked, but I am still just as handsome," he said slightly defensively and she raised an eyebrow.
"Who's to say I don't have a taste for older men?" She asked and he gave her a wolfish grin.
"Oh, I hope so, we are much better at making beautiful young witches scream. I think you remember a few moments of that." He reminded her and she huffed.
"I thought you were supposed to be on your best behavior," she retorted and he chuckled.
"I am," he said simply and offered her an elbow. "Shall we head to dinner?" he questioned her and she nodded.
Finally... the Date.
Sirius had taken her to a beautiful restaurant in London which had a garden that overlooked the city from above. Hermione was enthralled by it and could not believe it. He must have pulled a few strings because the garden was gorgeous and lit, but completely empty aside from them and the musicians.
Dinner was exquisite and they had danced a bit before sitting down for a glass of wine. "This is marvelous, Sirius." Hermione declared sipping her wine.
He beamed and gave her a nod, "I have never done this before, it is nice."
Hermione frowned and glanced around, "you have never emptied a garden to take a girl out on a date or taken a girl out on a date?"
The animagus chuckled and shrugged, "I have never taken a young lady out with the intentions of charming her more than out of her clothes."
"Have you ever been in love, Sirius?" She asked him and he bit the inside of his cheek.
His face turned thoughtful and he sighed, "Hermione, I never expected to want more than a shag from a girl, witch or woman. Love is not something I take lightly." he explained and she blushed brightly.
She bit her bottom lip and he smiled, "not expecting that answer?" He asked and she shook her head.
"Do you have something you would like to ask me? I feel it fair to give you the chance to ask as well." Hermione said with a smile and he laughed.
"How do you feel about moving back in with me?" He inquired and her bottom lip quivered. "Oh, too soon? I am sorry, please don't be upset."
"I am not upset, you twit," she retorted with a smile, "I am touched. Yes, please?" She asked and he grinned.
"Dessert, Sir?" The waiter asked and Sirius waved at the table.
"Please, thank you." He told the young man.
Hermione frowned and noted something. "This is an all-male staff, Sirius. Is there a reason?" She asked and he blushed.
"Well, uh- I just-" he sputtered and ran a hand through his hair.
"You didn't want me to feel jealous?" She asked and he shrugged his shoulders.
"I wanted you to be the only woman who receives my attention for the duration of our time together. My own way of making it clear this is just about us." He clarified and she smiled, shaking her head.
"You are a silly marauder." she told him and dessert was served.
Sirius moved his plate and seat as close to her as possible and Hermione tilted her head, "Sirius?" she questioned and he grinned with a raised eyebrow.
He scooped some of her chocolate cake on his fork and offered it to her. She blushed and took it in her mouth. She had just swallowed when he pulled her in for a heated kiss and she moaned in his mouth.
"Mm, that is tastier than I thought," he told her when they parted.
He took a bite of his slice and waggled his eyebrows at her, "your mouth still tasted better than this exquisite dessert, however."
Hermione beamed at him and shook her head, "you cannot help yourself."
They ate their dessert and a few heated kisses later he danced with her once more. Hermione could not help the tension as her hands caressed his chest and his eyes flickered in the lighting. Dipping her she watched his mind working at high speeds. "Sirius, take me home?" She breathed and he smiled.
0o0o
She took his hand and she was the one who led him up the stairs. Sirius watched his witch take the lead and freely admired her as she climbed the stairs. Her dress had an open spot on her back that dipped at her lower back and revealed the hint of something lavender while she moved.
When they finally got to the top floor, she turned to him with big brown eyes. "Sirius, I don't want you to shag me." She whispered and his eyebrows knitted together.
"Alright, kitten. That is a tall order, but I will behave." He replied and she shook her head.
She took his hand to her chest and pressed it gently with both of her. "Sirius, I want you to make love to me." Her voice was soft and wispy on the air, but his heart thumped in his ears. "Can you do that? Can you love me tonight?"
He kissed her gently, cupping her face with his free hand, "Hermione, I have been waiting to do that for months." He responded once they parted and she smiled.
"Me too, Sirius." She declared and led him to his room.
She released him and he shed his jacket, tossing it on the chair by the fireplace. He rolled up his sleeves and Hermione tilted her head in confusion, but he smiled. "Don't worry, love. You will get a chance to see me in my finer form soon enough, but for now, ladies first."
He approached her and turned her around and planted kisses on her neck as he started to undo her dress. Sirius was a master at making sure her body was on fire for him as he slowly worked the fabric away from her flesh. When the violet dress fell, he turned her in his arms and nuzzled her neck as his hands explored her needy skin.
The animagus lifted her to the bed and sat her there as he kneeled before her. "absolutely breathtaking, Hermione. Do you know how gone for I am for you?" He whispered as his lips ran against her calves. His fingers teased her by touching her through her knickers and she gasped.
"Oh, how I have missed that sound," he murmured and his skilled fingers hooked the material and slowly slid it from her as she sat there in awe of him.
He pulled her from the bed just slightly, cupping her bottom in his arms. His face disappeared against her and her hands went to his hair in surprise and utter pleasure, "Sirius!" She cried and he chuckled.
Hermione felt the vibration of his laugh and he pushed her on the bed and attacked her again making her squirm and run her hands over her needy body. She could not see what he was doing but it all felt so amazing she thought she was going to burst.
"So quickly, kitten? Hmm, should I make you wait?" He asked her and she whimpered.
"Please, Sirius?" She replied with a breathy tone, desire coating her voice.
He pushed his face into her again and growled, "alright, kitten, you can. Just for me." His rumbling was felt through her body and she exploded with pleasure as he tortured her to her peak.
It was powerful and he had to pull away to watch her ride it out in enthrallment. She was his. It was a very empowering idea and gave him a bit more of an urge to just do that all night instead of burying himself in his witch.
"Sirius, that was superb!" She exclaimed and crawled further on the bed. "Come here, let me show you what I can do now." She insisted and he groaned.
"Kitten, let me play with you a bit more? I won't be able to stop myself from ravaging you if you keep talking like that."
"Come let me have a taste, Sirius Black," she gave him a mischievous smile and he started to unbutton his shirt.
Her eyes traced his skin as he undressed before her and he smirked when he was down to his boxers. "last chance for romance, Hermione." He told her with a chuckled and she shook her finger at him.
"You aren't going to boss me around this time, Lord Black." She taunted as she tossed her bra to the floor and he growled.
"Witch, you better hope I can keep it in check," Sirius growled and dropped his boxers before climbing on the bed.
She went to reach for him and he pushed her to the bed, "no, kitten, you can have that for your naughty desires later. Tonight, it's my night to make you all mine." He told her and she was about to argue but his mouth met hers.
Hermione arched under his passionate kiss as their tongues entwined. He grasped her hips and lifted them gently. When the animagus pulled away he watched her face as she felt him waiting at her entrance. "You are mine, Hermione. All mine and only mine." He whispered to her and her eyes grew large with need.
Slower than he had ever done before, he slid into the woman and her breath hitched and she tried to squirm for more friction. He had fully met her and he breathed deeply as he felt her greet him with greed.
"Sirius, please?" She pleaded with him for more and he chuckled.
"So impatient. Can I not enjoy you slowly?" He asked and she ran hands over her chest.
"Sirius!" She growled and he grinned.
He pulled out and she whimpered, her eyes filled with need and glinted in frustration. "Hermione, give in and let me love you. Let me take full control without argument this time." He told her and she exhaled heavily and moaned as he met her again.
"That's my girl, let me love you, Hermione..." He whispered and started to do just that.
She did indeed let him take over completely and Sirius had given her everything in his being he possibly could to make that the best night they shared together yet. By the time the screams of pleasure ceased in the house, they were balls of flesh, exhausted, satisfied and entwined.