"Blood" (James/dark!Sirius) (Lily/James)
he slips past the lips of my mouth
engulfed in my torturous game as
i lick, touch, kiss, suck
movements fluid, body weak
moans escaping as i brin ghim to the edge
only to remove myself
hazel eyes glossy, lips swollen from kisses speak:
"please?"
he needs me, pleads, begs, whimpers
i have the power
slippery, sneaky
first one finger, then the next: a pair
he raises himself to his knees
as i quickly, painfully enter the body of my lover
his eyes wide, glases hanging from one ear
his
waited for it's master
his eyes are fearful as i raise my hands
he wonders, but he knows
i love him--always
there's so much blood--his blood
if i can't have him, no one can
there's so much blood--my blood
but i will have him
i kiss his pale lips
i will have him--in death