Chapter thirty-seven.

I had five more minutes until curfew to get to the Room of Requirement, and I rushed down the stairs as if my life depended on it. I knew far too well what was waiting behind that huge door, and a quiver ran down from my chest to my middle parts of the mere thought of it. I had gotten my friends back, and now I was on my way to get my mind blown for at least the fifteenth time this week. You could say, my life was pretty darn good at the moment.

I arrived at the door just in time and entered, my breath short after the run I'd just made. The room was dimmed, the only source of light being a lightened oil lamp at the opposite side of the bed, and that's where he sat, waiting patiently in one armchair.

I couldn't stop the beam that rose on my lips when I looked at him, and it somehow frightened me; how delighted his presence made me.

"You've kept me waiting," he pouted, with a hidden smirk in the corner of his mouth.

"I have a good reason," I announced, sliding my bag down next to the bed. He glanced up from the parchment he was holding, tapping it with the top of his wand before folding it and placing it inside of his back pocket.

"Let's hear it then." He sneered, looking as arrogant as always, pointing me towards the armchair across from his.

"I think you must join me over here, I'm sick of armchairs after today, you see." I teased him, and he eyed me for a second before rising up.

"Is that so?" He smirked, stepping towards me in neat steps. When he reached me, he pushed me gently against the bed beam behind me, seizing hold of my robe with his left hand and the other hand he laid on my upper arm.

This, this was the exact reason I hadn't been able to even write a bloody letter earlier today. The sense of him being the only thing on my mind, from early morning to late night when we finally got to touch each other without boundaries again.

Sirius lowered his head, hiding his face behind my hair, caressing my earlobe with his soft lips.

"I've missed you." He whispered against my skin, his voice filled with lust and longing.

"Mmhm," I answered, my head bent backwards, my eyes closed. I couldn't even remember what I was about to tell him anymore, not when he touched me like this. His lips travelled up my jaw, and before they met with mine, he stopped for just a second to look into my eyes. His sight filled with warmth, and then he kissed me. His plump lips pressing against mine, and I lost track of everything. I laid my hand on his jaw, pressing his lips even closer to mine.

"Wasn't there something you wanted to tell me?" He laughed as my breath got heavier.

"Well yes," I muttered, "It's not my fault I can't concentrate when you do stuff like this."

"Stuff like what?" He wanted to know, and before I knew it his hand was between my legs, and his lips were drawn to my neck as if there were magnets pulling them together.

"This, Sirius. You, touching me." I panted, as his hand rubbed my sensitive area with light strokes.

"I'm sorry love, I don't know what you're talking about." he spoke innocently as his free hand unbuttoned my shirt.

"You know, I wanted to share the good news with you, but maybe I've changed my mind." I tried to mock him back, losing my credibility when a groan slipped my mouth as his hand massaged my now naked breast.

"Share all you want, just as long as you allow me to pleasure you at the same time." I didn't need to see him, to know he had a crooked smile on his lips as they fondled towards my exposed breast.

"Okidokie," I started, but stopped when he grabbed hold of my hips, pushing me on to the unmade bed.

"Don't mind me, continue." He said, taking a hold of the edge of my skirt, pulling it down my legs. I didn't want to let him win, so I looked up at the sky blue ceiling. Keeping my focus on what I wanted to tell him.

"I sat alone in the library,"

"Mhm." He breathed, placing soft kisses up my leg after he dropped my skirt down to the floor, and as he did so, he grabbed both of my shoes, tossing them on top of my skirt.

"And then Irma came to tell me she was closing for the night-," gasp. Sirius' lips were now ridiculously close to my groin, and his hand stroked me over the fabric of my knickers.

"Then what happened, love?" He asked, moving his lips to my stomach. The tip of his tongue stroking my skin, from my belly button to my ribs, to that birthmark I hated so much and from there up to my hardened nipple.

"Ehm, then I," I closed my eyes, fighting back a moan before I could talk again. His tongue played with my nipple in his mouth, drawing circles around it, giving it a soft bite. "Then I was about to leave, when..."

Oh, hell no.

Without warning his hand slide inside of my knickers, massaging the most sensitive part of my body with those magical fingers of his.

"You were about to leave, when what happened?" he teased me, moving away from my upper body. Instead, he placed kisses upon the lace fabric that protected my now wet nub.

"I crashed into Beth, and she-"

There was no way I could win this round, but I wasn't giving in. Not even when he pulled my knickers down to my ankles, then adding them to the little pile of my clothes on the floor. His lips kissing me, all over my pulsing flesh.

"Oh, you meet with Beth? What did she want?" He asked, but before I answered him, his lips were pressed against me. His tongue sliding deep inside of me, and his finger still massaging my clit.

Asshole. Why did he have to be such a sexy fucking asshole?

"She, ehm, she wanted to- Oh fuck!" I moaned when he replaced his tongue with his fingers, and instead, his lips sucked on my now swollen clit.

"What was that? Do you give up love?" He said, and I groaned in both pleasure and irritation.

"No," I spoke between my teeth.

As a response, his fingers slid in and out of me with faster phase, and his tongue worked my other parts.

"As I said, I met with Beth, and she wanted to talk about everything that has happened, so we- Oh my, Sirius," I moaned as his fingers hit the exact right spot, and his mouth that carefully licked me would soon push me off the edge. But I wasn't willing to give it to him just yet, so I pushed my head backwards, struggling not to come under him.

"So we walked to our common room, to talk. And she explained what she had felt when I did as I-" I couldn't hold it any longer, as he was equally determined to win this as I was. So without thinking another thought about fighting back, I grabbed hold of his hair with one hand and the other grabbed a hard hold of the bed frame, my body surrendering underneath his wonderful touch.

He moved inside of me as he understood I was about to burst, his tongue stroking me in the same phase as my body trembled underneath his face. I hugged the bed frame harder, my nails digging deep into the wood and I pressed his face closer against me as shiver after shiver of pleasure rinsed over me. A loud moan left my mouth as I felt a warm sensation explode inside and outside of me, my body twitching hard before the feeling slowly faded away. Sirius lips still pressed against me when I gasped for air.

He soon looked up at me from his position, a taunting smile dancing on his lip and his hair in a complete mess around his blushing face. He crawled up from my naked and sour arch and placed a kiss upon my forehead.

"Are you happy now?" I grunted, and he laughed faintly.

"More than happy," he said and kissed my lips. "Now, please tell me about your good news. I had a hard time keeping up before."