A/N: This was a gift for the smuttyclaus community on lj. Beta'd by DIG. The title is taken from a song by Girls Aloud.

Hermione sighed as she re-read the letter Sirius had sent her a few days ago.

It'd been a month since he'd left for the International Confederation of Wizards. His purpose was to advise them on new legislation which insured that no miscarriage of justice like his would ever occur again. Sirius informed her they had been stalled by a few countries who objected to some of the terms and it was why he had been away for so long. It was also the reason why he may not make it back in time for Christmas Day, which was only a few days away.

The festive season usually brought her cheer and happiness, but without her husband around, Hermione felt lonely. It just wasn't the same without him no matter how much Harry, Ginny, and the rest of the Weasleys tried to cheer her up.

It was also the first time in their five year relationship that they'd been apart for more than a week. Hermione really wasn't coping well with the separation - not that Sirius was faring much better. All she could do was pray to Merlin that everything got sorted quickly, or that they would agree to postpone the talks until after the New Year. Even if ICW did do that though, there was no guarantee that he would be able to get a Portkey home in time.

A thump came from the hall which sounded like something heavy being dropped on the carpet. For a moment her heart pounded until Hermione turned around was stunned by what she saw.

"Sirius?" she said, not quite believing he was there after all.

"Hi, love, have you missed me?" he asked catching her as she ran to him.

"Of course I've missed you!"

"Good," Sirius said before dipping his head and kissing her.

It was slow, sensual, and full of longing.

"I need you, Sirius. It's been too long," Hermione said breaking the kiss.

"I need you too, love," he replied, cupping her cheek and drawing her into another kiss.
Whilst their tongues danced, they slowly undressed each other.

Hermione's hand wandered down his chest until she reached his cock. Wrapping her hand around it, she started to pump lazily.

Sirius groaned into her mouth.

A month long abstinence for a couple who normally had sex on a regular basis, was a very long time. Hermione couldn't wait to feel him again. She had no doubt he had taken himself in hand a few times, but Sirius always said that nothing beat the feel of her hands, mouth, or cunt around him.

Breaking their kiss once again, she knelt down in front of him and took his cock in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft whilst playing with his balls. Hermione then let her teeth graze his length knowing how much it drove him wild.

She could tell that it was taking all of his strength not to wind his hands through her hair and fuck her mouth.

The profanities slipping from her husband's lips told her that he was close, and Hermione didn't let up her ministrations. It wasn't long after that she was rewarded with his seed sliding down her throat.

Once she released his cock, Hermione kissed her way up his body until she stood up.

"What did I do to deserve a wife like you?" he asked, as she placed featherlight kisses around his jaw.

"You fought for me, stood up for me, and most importantly, you love me," Hermione replied softly.

"I always will," he said trailing hand down her body.

Sirius kneaded and caressed her soft flesh until Hermione moaned. When he reached her mound, Sirius slipped a finger between her folds.

"You're so wet already," he murmured as he dipped a finger into her wet, hot channel.

He pumped his finger slowly, as his thumb lazily circled her clit.

It was exquisite torture and brought her a small amount of pleasure, but nowhere near enough to satisfy the need growing inside her.

"More," Hermione demanded.

Sirius added a second finger as well as increasing his speed.

The well of pleasure built inside her until it was too much, and Hermione cried out as her orgasm hit.

"You're so beautiful when you come," he said before pulling her closer to him and kissing her.

After a few moments of savouring the pleasure they had both just found, Sirius hoisted her up and backed her against the wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist and his cock positioned at her entrance. He let his thick member rub against her clit and when he heard a low keening sound escape Hermione's lips, he thrust inside her.

Sirius began slowly as if wanting to tease her and draw it out to make it last longer even though they both knew there was no chance of that happening.

"Sirius...please," Hermione begged.

Sirius obliged and picked up the pace until they were both shaking with the pleasure that ran through their veins.

"Oh Merlin, I've missed this. You feel so good," he panted.

Hermione felt the same. She revelled in the sensations that Sirius was making her feel and was ecstatic that he was back.

It was more than the sex Hermione had missed since he'd been away. It was him in general. The way he would infuriate her by not putting the toilet seat down, or leaving his dirty clothes all over the floor.

It wasn't long until she felt her muscles start to twitch, but Hermione still wasn't prepared for the full force of her orgasm. A cry of pleasure burst from her lips as Sirius started to thrust erratically chasing his own orgasm. Only a few thrusts after, he shouted her name as he did so.

They stayed locked together for a few moments trying to catch their breath.

"I think we should move," Hermione said breathlessly.

"I don't think I can, love."

"I suppose we could shock Harry and Ginny by letting them catch us like this," she chuckled.

"That would be interesting, but I admit that it would probably be awkward. Shall we go upstairs then?" he asked.

"That would be lovely."

Hermione waved her hand as they walked upstairs and their clothes disappeared into the washing basket.

Somehow she knew that she would miss dinner at her friends', but Hermione knew they wouldn't mind when they'd realise Sirius was home.

After all, there was a lot for them to catch up on.