Chapter Two:
Talking Body
Now if we're talking body
You got a perfect one, so put it on me
It had been a busy week for Amelia. Admittedly, most of it had been her own doing. Homework, rounds, trying to get in time at the ministry for a makeshift internship. The one thing she did want to do was the one thing she was too busy for, until today. She cleared her Sunday afternoon, looking for Sirius. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing she'd been thinking about him. It was too much power to give any one person and she wasn't about to sacrifice that to him. She could get it without putting anything on the table like that.
The library was the last place she would have ever expected to see him, but that's where he was, seated at a table with a roll of parchment in front of him. He was alone, which she preferred as she made her way over to him, leaning against the table in front of him so he'd get a perfect look down her top. "I'm cashing in my I.O.U."
Sirius smirked, looking up from his Charms paper. "Let me finish this paragraph and then I'm all yours Bones."
"Fine, school is important. Legal section, five minutes," she told him before walking off.
He finished the paragraph before shoving his things in his bag and slung it over his shoulder before looking for the section she referenced. He'd never had sex in the library before and he was up for a new challenge, especially when the section she chose was so secluded he didn't even know where it was for a moment. "This is the middle of nowhere, Bones...Good work."
She looked up from the book on the History of the Wizengamot she'd been reading and gave him a look. "That was more than five minutes," she told him as she marked the page and tucked it away. "I'm the only one who uses this section," she said, looking up as he boxed her in.
"I have a debt to settle."
"You do," she said before groaning softly as his lips began down her neck.
"So black bra…white blouse," he mused as he kissed down her skin.
"It's a great bra, people should see it."
"I agree with your cause, Bones. I expect to see legislation on it by the morning." His arm slipped down to scoop her up to him, closing their height difference and lifting her to him. He split her legs, wrapping them around his hips as he pressed her back against the shelves, very busy exploring the expanse of her neck with his lips.
"I will have it drafted as my first act in office," she teased him, moaning softly as her hand slipped into his hair. "I spend all this money on lingerie for so few to see it. It's devastating."
"If it makes you feel better, I happen to enjoy seeing it before it hits the floor or I fling it across the room. Black suits you."
"I'm glad you appreciate my efforts, Black." She smirked, "Well, you are on top of me enough, I'd hope you looked good on me." She pressed her hips back into his, rolling up against him.
"I have to disagree, Bones. I don't think it's nearly enough." Sirius held her up, his hand gripping her up before he felt the lines of her knickers.
"I'm not going to protest being underneath you more often. The dividends payout, "she said, biting back a moan as his hand moved under her skirt.
"Dividends." He rolled his eyes at her before yanking her knickers down and putting a finger inside of her. "You are ridiculous, Bones." Then before she could reply he added two additional fingers, curling them inside of her, hitting the spot easier with the angle.
Amelia gasped, straightening up as she reached up and gripped the top shelf with one hand, holding his neck with the other. "And yet, you keep coming back so I can't be that ridiculous, or at least it's a kind of ridiculous you can enjoy," she said, closing her eyes as he curled his fingers inside her.
"You're quite ridiculous. You just happened to also have a very tight ass." Sirius informed her biting the side of her neck as he thrust harder into her.
"I knew that was what kept you coming back," she said, biting back a groan. His teeth against her neck were testing her will to stay silent in the library, but his fingers were testing a lot more than that. She pressed her hand against the shelf next to her as he thrust harder.
"But this lingerie made me remember..." His lips drifted down as his hand went faster and deeper, curling as hard against her as possible. "Your boobs aren't too bad either."
She smirked before he wiped it off her face with the speed of his fingers, defaulting her back to an open mouth gasp. Her body jolted up as she came. She bit down on her bottom lip nearly hard enough to draw blood, gasping as he removed his fingers.
He unzipped his fly and shifted inside of her, taking each of her arms and pinning them back against the bookshelf roughly. Sirius didn't move slowly. There was no point. Amelia could always catch up and he couldn't wait to fuck her any longer. His lips went back to her neck, leaving a searing path as he rammed into her so quickly her legs and to cling to him to hang on.
The whimper slipped from her lips before she could stop it as he pushed inside her. So sensitive from the finish she'd yet to recover from and even more turned on by the animalistic look in his eyes as he did it. Her legs tightening around his waist as he pinned her against the bookshelf, not giving her a choice, but to go with his movements.
He growled into her, thrusting harder into her to the point where books started falling off the shelf. Sirius didn't care nor did he want to. If she wanted more, he was going to give her more. He released her arms to grab her legs and hook them onto his shoulders and then pinned her arms back against the books. "Better?"
Amelia's back arched as he moved her up, folding her in half as he continued his thrusts. Her legs trembled around his neck as he drilled deeper than she could remember him ever being before. She barely held on long enough for him to pin his arms back to the bookshelf, tugging against his grip as she came, her entire body jolting.
He came shortly after her and dropped her legs back down immediately when he did. Sirius, however, left his hand on her ass and didn't stop resting against her until he caught his breath.
He lowered her to the ground and tapped her ass. "Nice work, Bones."
Amelia let him hold her up without a fight. After the way he'd contorted her, she wasn't sure she would have been able to stand up on her own anyway, it was probably for the best. Her head leaned back against the bookshelf, trying to regain her normal breathing rhythm and not the erratic one she was maintaining now.
She smirked what he touched her ass, balancing on the ground before she let him go. "You weren't so bad. "She fastened her bra before beginning to button her shirt. Once she looked less disheveled, she picked up her back. "See you later, Black."
By the time she walked away, she was already beginning to formulate her next plan. It was bloody ridiculous, but when weren't they just that? She waited three days until she could find a minuscule reason to throw Potter, Pettigrew, and Lupin in detention for the afternoon. She found Sirius's shirt and pulled it over her shoulders with nothing underneath it. Two carefully buttoned buttons, one long sweater and a pair of heels later, she made the short walk from Ravenclaw to Gryffindor and convinced one of the third years to tell her which room was his.
She dropped the sweater at the end of his bed before laying down on it, her legs crossed as she leaned back against his pillows. She didn't normally wait for men, but she was making exceptions for Sirius and in the quest for an orgasm, she didn't care what she had to do. She had to laugh when he walked into the room without noticing her, beginning to unpack his things on his desk. "I never realized how studious you were, Black," she said, smirking up at him.
"I know this is a surprise, but I usually don't come home and find a woman in my bed." Sirius told her with a smirk, "You just keep catching me at odd times. So, therefore they all got detention and I didn't..." he trailed off as he looked at her in his shirt. "Smooth, Bones."
Amelia smirked, shrugging her shoulders as she propped herself up on an elbow. "That is actually surprising. Then again, I'm not fond of bringing people back to my room either. I like having the power to leave," she said, looking over at him. "I didn't say homework was a bad thing. I'm just surprised to see you doing it."
Her smirk grew when he gave her credit for her plan. "It was easy. They don't pay attention to what they are doing." She looked up at him. "I promised I'd give back your shirt. Since I've had it so long, I thought I owed you a delivery service. I don't do this for anyone you should feel special," she said.
He nodded, sat down next to her and began to undress. "I'm aware. They call you the Black Widow for a reason." Sirius took off his shoes, socks, and then unbuttoned his shirt with one hand before he yanked it and his tie off. Next, he took off his pants and locked the door.
"I wear that title proudly," she said, looking up at him as he started to undress. She didn't bother to look away, her eyes scanning over him, following the lines of his torso as he revealed them. She cocked her head to the side as he locked the door. She pressed her hands against the bed, pushing herself up a little.
"So, you came all this way. What did you have in mind?" He asked reaching over and gripping her ass.
"I did," she nodded, standing up as he locked the door. She thought about it for a half a second, pressed against him as he grabbed her ass. She turned them, pushing them down on the bed, her on top of him. "This," she said simply as she ground her hips down against him. Her shirt barely hanging onto her shoulders.
Sirius grinned when he caught her staring at his naked body. Most women pretended to look away but he appreciated the honesty of Amelia's gaze. When she turned them over and got on top of him, he didn't mind in the slightest.
"Good," He growled, grabbing her down greedily, before pressing his mouth against hers. Sirius pressed her nearly naked body against his roughly grinding her. Then he ripped the shirt off her shoulders and his hands groped down her back until he grasped her ass.
She smirked, taking a moment to roll her hips against his clothed ones. The thin material of his boxers doing little to shield either of them from the contact as she let out a sigh. She wasn't surprised as the shirt moved from her body. He'd never been the most patient person and it suited her lack of finesse perfectly. She moved up to kiss him, brazenly dragging her body up against his as she moved to his lips. The kiss was deep, exploring his mouth, moaning into it as he gripped her ass, bringing him against her once again.
With great personal loss, she pulled herself away from his lips and began making her way down his body. Her lips not gentle as she marked her path down his chest and abs. She appreciated with her tongue and her fingertips, letting her hand trail just ahead of her as it hooked onto his boxers, grinning as he sprung free. She smirked up at him, leaning over so he had a perfect few of his favorite asset as she ran her tongue from base to tip without preamble.
He glared at her when she broke contact with his lips but suddenly didn't mind when he saw where her lips were going. He tensed and nearly bucked into her, but he controlled himself. She pulled him out and of course teased him in every way she could. Sirius shivered when she did, but he had plans. Eventually, she would come back up, and when she did, he wasn't going to let her get away until she was too tired to walk.
Amelia traced the underside of his cock, fluttering her tongue over the sensitive skin as she made her way up to his shaft. He was impressive and he knew what to do with it, good combination as far as she was concerned and it made that dumbfounded look he was wearing right now that much more satisfying for her. Her eyes met his as she pulled her hair over one shoulder, making sure he had an unobscured view as she took him in, inch by inch. She moved with precision, sliding up quickly and back down slowly, swallowing him down. Her hands pressed against his hips, beginning to hum before she slid off him and circled the tip with her tongue. The variety was always key when someone had been with her before. She could only move in different patterns. She could hear him resisting and she had to smirk at his efforts before she sank onto him again, her mouth enveloping him. She moaned when she saw the way he gripped the sheets.
Amelia had too much power, and she knew exactly how to wield it. He didn't bother saying anything to her. He just took everything she was going to give him the knowledge that he was going to do it twice as bad to her. But he didn't expect her to look so damn arrogant every time a gasp escaped him. He clamped down on his bottom lip, refusing to give her the satisfaction. It didn't matter, by the look in her eyes when she went down on him, she knew what she was doing. And he had to clench the sheets around him to stay silent.
He hated her for moaning. Once she moaned, he couldn't stop his body from reacting. He came and he came hard, the image of her taking all of him into her mouth while she leaned over him naked and perfect was too much. "Bones," He growled, clenching down as he did before he released. "I'm going to pay you back for that."
"I'm counting on it," Amelia said, as she moved off him, crawling back up the bed towards him as his jaw clenched. "That alone was worth the trip all the way over here."
Sirius didn't waste any time. He gave himself ten seconds before he grabbed her, pinned her beneath him, grabbed both of her legs in his hands and asked, "How bendy are you, Bones?"
Amelia gripped onto his arms as he rolled them over, looking up at him in surprise as he put her on her back, her red curls fanned out on either side of her head. "I think you'll be satisfied with the amount of bending my body can do," she answered, raising an eyebrow as he ran his hands over her legs.
He smirked, "We'll see about that, Bones."
Sirius then kissed down her body his hands grazing her legs before he pushed her legs back towards her face, then he spread her legs apart so he could lower his mouth down on her. "Not quite ready yet I see. Only mildly wet, not offensively wet." Then he took her clit into his mouth and said in a low raspy voice, "Amelia Bones." Before he began to write his name on her with his tongue.
Amelia's legs spread wide before he pushed them back towards her, an angle she was quite intrigued with what exactly he was going to do. She sucked in a breath as he lowered his mouth to her, not bothering to hold back the moan as he had. She rolled her hips up into his mouth, gripping the sheets as he spoke against her, but it was his tongue that drew a rare whimper to her lips.
Once he got her where he wanted her. He thrust his fingers inside of her and mumbled against her. "How have you gotten yourself in such a state, Amelia?" He said licking her name against her. "You must want something so badly." Sirius breathed against her.
Amelia made an unnaturally high noise as he pressed his fingers into her, thrusting in time with his words. She lifted her head to glare at him as he spoke; only to have her icy look shut down as another involuntary cry left her. She knew she was close, but her orgasm still took her by surprise, leaving her in a slightly delirious state. "You are a prat, you know exactly what I want," she said, through shallow breaths as she leaned back on the bed.
"I'm that prat that is going to oblige you," Sirius told her, easing into her from that position. "Hold on, Bones."
"I know you are," she said, resting her legs on his shoulders. Her heels rested on either side of his head as he pushed himself into her. She let him. She knew he'd get a deeper angle if he pushed in from this position and she didn't see a reason not to, but she needed more from him. When he told her to hold on, she smirked, lowering her legs to his sides and wrapping her arms around his neck so she could pull herself up. She groaned against his lips as he shifted inside her, pressing her lips against his.
He frowned when she moved her legs but understood when she sat down on him. Sirius grabbed her hips and rocked them against him before he thrust his hips up repeatedly deeper inside of her. His lips tugged against hers and his eyes closed while his tongue traced her bottom lip.
Her arms curled around his shoulders, holding herself him tightly as he thrust up into him. She made a point to roll her hips down on his as well. Her legs crossed behind his back, heels digging into his back as she rocked into him. The kiss turned desperate along with her motions, her nails digging into his shoulders as he rocked against it. "Harder," she said, "Sirius," she cried, rolling her hips into his.
He groaned as her heels scratched against his back and bit her lip when her nails indented into his shoulder. He had no control. Normally he did enough to get by but lately, he'd been craving it and only Amelia seemed to be able to give him what he needed. Sirius leaned her back before going as hard as he could into her.
When he heard her voice say his name, he reacted stronger than he could anticipate. Before he could think about it, he felt himself begin to tighten. His movements became wild. He no longer cared about anything other than thrusting as hard and as fast into her as possible.
As soon as he laid her back on the bed her grip on him tightened. She knew he was going to start going even quicker before he started and she didn't mind in the least. Her legs clung to him as he pressed into her, trying to decide if there was another edge to find or if she was still balancing on her first one. She didn't mind either way. He was thrusting into her harder than he ever had before and when he jerked, she felt every muscle in her body tighten, her back arching near painfully as he pushed her hips down against the bed. Her head tilted back away from his mouth, her moans high and panting as she gripped him.
This time, Sirius needed a minute. He held her so she wouldn't just fall, but he was in danger of collapsing. "Fuck..." He breathed in between pants. For a moment he didn't even have the energy to pull out of her and when he did, he did it so slowly it almost hurt. Pulling up his boxers, he let her fall back on his pillows while he dropped back the other way.
"I think you should give them detention more."
"Yeah," she agreed when he swore, letting her eyes flutter for a moment as she tried to regain function. "Yeah. Lupin and the short one is going to have a lot of black marks," she said, trying to stop the trembling. Normally she would have been out the door by now, but she couldn't even think about getting up.
"Bones...a pillow?" Sirius asked extending his arm over for one of the many he had stolen for his bed.
Amelia reached for one that wasn't currently behind her head and handed it down the bed to him. "I can't move," Amelia finally said after a few moments of silence.
Sirius took the pillow and, on the way, back he slapped her ass. "Good."
"You can't either, otherwise you wouldn't be laying like that," she pointed out as she pulled his covers over her.
"Don't get too comfortable. You'll make my sheets all girly."
She waved him off, "I'm staying until I can feel my legs again, then I'm gone. You can get back to your work," she said reaching for his desk to grab the book, "A little light reading?" she asked flipping through the book.
He yawned, "Fine," before nodding at her question. "Trying to figure out a spell for a prank. It's complicated."
"What spell?" She flipped through the pages.
"The third page," He told her.
She flipped to it. "Try transfiguring the cauldron before you charm it to lock the spell in place without activating it. Otherwise, he's going to realize what's happening before the spell activates. "She closed the book, looking up when the door cracked open.
Sirius's eyebrows lifted. "Huh...Not bad, Bones." He frowned when he heard the door opening.
Peter walked in first, his eyes grew as wide as they could go. "Merlin's beard!" Remus asked, stepping into the room, "What is it?"
"This is a silent room," Sirius told them, snuggling into his pillow. "Both of you can leave if you are going to talk."
"Just do it while James is on duty. Slytherin's are all handsy when I drag them to detention," she said, glancing up and waving them off as Peter gaped.
Sirius glared at the idea of someone else touching her. "I will take that under advisement...Peter shut your mouth at least you're going to swallow a bug. You've seen a girl before I trust. We go to school with them."
"Never in your bed," Peter replied before they went to their individual beds.
Amelia smirked at Peter's words without looking up from the book. "Just taking advantage of an empty room," she mused.
Remus paused before sighing, "I knew that detention was bullshit!"
Sirius shrugged, "Walk it off, mate. I'll tell Dorcas where you are next time and maybe this time, you'll get the balls to bone her."
"Are you questioning my integrity as a prefect?" Amelia asked, leaning the book down against her chest. "Were you or were you not caught in the kitchen? "
"You were there too! And we are both prefects, Amelia!" Remus ranted narrowing his eyes. "Misuse of power."
Sirius cackled. "What are you going to do about it? Report her? Please, please report her I want to see that."
Amelia kicked Sirius from under the sheets. "You got to spend the afternoon along with Peter and James. I gave you the gift of friendship, Remus. I'm a giver. "
Sirius snorted, while Remus glowered at Amelia. "Yeah, I'm sure you are."
"Oy," Sirius interjected, "You really want to piss her off because you're not getting laid?"
Amelia glared at that comment. "You survived, trying to insult me isn't going to get you your afternoon back," she said, picking up the book again.
Remus exhaled and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I apologize Amelia. Despite you misusing your power that was a rude comment and you did not deserve it. However, you should probably go higher than your current company." He threw a pillow at Sirius before heading into the bathroom.
"YOU COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL!" Sirius called after him, taking the extra pillow and tucking it under his neck. "If he thinks he's getting this back he's wrong."
She nodded from behind the book before chuckling behind it. She glanced up from behind it when she noticed Peter. She tilted her head to the side. "Were you sick the day they separated us in first year? "she asked with a hint of genuine concern.
"Wormtail...now it's just getting weird." Sirius groaned, "Turn the other way. She's a girl, not a snitch."
Amelia just pushed the curtain closed when he failed to respond. "Do you think if we had sex at him, he'd learn something or leave?" she joked, knowing full well that neither of them could move.
"It's not worth the risk." He said with a grimace. "He's heard about your people, perhaps seen a few of you but up close and possibly naked he can't process."
"I'm not even naked. I didn't realize my bare shoulders were so sexual," she said, the blankets tucked under her arms.
"You know how boys can't handle seeing girls' knees and elbows...He really can't."
"Would you two stop?" Peter huffed, "I'm not even facing your direction!"
Amelia snickered and without looking up from her book, let out a breathy moan loud enough that she knew it would carry, sucking in a sharp breath.
Sirius looked up and shook a bit with laughter before he grabbed the side of the bed and started shaking it. "Like that?" He asked in a low voice.
She grinned over at him, "Uh-huh," she breathed, two octaves higher than her normal voice. "Sirius," she purred.
He reached over and slapped her ass loudly. Then he started shaking the bed harder and occasionally slapping different parts of her ass.
Amelia made a genuine noise when he slapped her ass before going back to faking it, flipping to a new page of the book. "Please. Don't hold back, "she said pitifully, her voice sounding every bit as desperate as she was amused.
"Baby, you know I like it when you beg," Sirius growled, waving at Remus as he stood in the bathroom doorway.
Remus let them continue for a minute before he started silently laughing in the doorway.
Amelia kicked him when he said baby, smirking when she got a groan out of him. "Oh Sirius, harder," she moaned, biting her lip to hold in the laughter as she looked over at him.
Sirius shifted against the bed roughly grabbing her and swaying her around the bed with a laugh on his lips. "Oh, Amelia!" He bellowed before they both pretended to fall over the edge of ecstasy.
"Sick fucks you are...You two are the two worst people ever." Remus shook his head, with a laugh. He moved the sheet so Peter could see. "Mate you can unplug your ears; they weren't doing anything."
"Or were we doing everything?" Sirius countered. "That ass slap was real. Who knows what else was?"
Amelia shrugged her shoulders before she nodded in agreement, closing the book. She shook with laughter she was trying not to let out before she grabbed the quidditch jersey hanging off Sirius's bed and pulled it on underneath the covers. Slipping out from underneath the covers she handed him the book back. "Come see me before your game on Saturday," she said smoothing the jersey down just below her ass before she walked out of the dorm and headed back towards her.