Tomorrow Never Came
Chapter 8
The world seemed to fall away.
All of Ren's senses seem to leave her the moment Sirius' lips touched her own. It wasn't slow, soft or innocent, but fiery, demanding. It succeeded in knocking the air straight out of her lungs. It was an apology. It said all the words neither of them could find.
They wrapped their arms around each other, Ren's hands around his thick neck and Sirius' coming to rest just below her ears, his fingers teasing her hairline. There was little to no space between them but Ren didn't care.
All that she cared about was the feeling of Sirius' lips on hers, his tongue delving into her mouth and entwining with her own, exactly how it had done eighteen years ago.
Oh God.
It was so familiar. So right. As if nothing had changed and they had simply picked up where they had left off, falling deeply back into old habits.
Each of them still knew what the other one liked. Ren knew how Sirius would let out a low growl of pleasure when she ran the tip of her tongue against his teeth, and in response Sirius knew how Ren would go weak at the knees when he kissed and nipped the spot behind her ear, which he had pulled away to do so now.
Ren's head lulled back, eyes closed, exposing her neck even more for him, curls spilling further down her back.
She'd forgotten it was possible for her to feel like this. Sheer elation. All from a kiss.
However the sudden, abrasive honk from a taxi's horn, a sound that most definitely didn't belong in that moment of theirs, burst the bubble that had been surrounding them.
Each of them sprang back, but Sirius kept his arms wrapped around Ren. How long had they been stood there? It felt like an eternity but in reality Ren knew it was probably just for a minute or so. She looked around, seeming to only just realise that they were stood outside the Savoy. 'How on Earth did we end up out here?' She thought, feeling almost disorientated. Everything had happened so quickly. It was as if she was running on pure adrenaline.
Thankfully no one around them were paying the couple any mind. Everyone was far too preoccupied with their own lives.
Slowly Ren lifted her eyes to meet Sirius' and she found herself studying him. A part of her felt like she was only now seeing him properly for the first time in eighteen years. Another part of her thought that was probably the whisky talking. She looked into those stormy grey eyes and felt herself flush.
"Well," She breathed.
"Well," Sirius echoed her as he had done earlier in the night, only now he was looking a lot more satisfied. He had an easy smirk playing on his lips and his hands were settled securely on her hips as if they belonged there. This was the Sirius that Ren remembered. She felt sure she knew what was going to happen next.
"This is a bad idea," She warned him in a last, rather feeble attempt to knock some sense into either one of them, but Sirius simply shrugged.
"Seems like a pretty good bad idea if you ask me." Ren rolled her eyes at his words, letting out a small chuckle as she did so.
"You would say that." She mused and Sirius grinned at her, his eyes sparkling.
"Taxi?" He asked innocently.
"Taxi," Ren confirmed after a small pause, throwing caution to the wind. She would almost certainly end up regretting this decision, but at that moment in time did she care? No. Ren felt she deserved to feel something other than guilt, regret or sadness.
She watched Sirius as he quickly hailed one of the passing cabs and opened the door, stepping aside to allow Ren to climb in first. Ever the gentleman.
Sirius watched her as she slowly approached the taxi, nodding reassuringly, a smile on his face, when she reached the open door. That smile. Ren swore it did things to her. It was the final push she needed before climbing into the car. Sirius got in after her, pulling the door close with a slam before seating himself at Ren's side.
"Where to?" The weedy voice of the cabby asked.
"Charing Cross Road." Ren told him.
When the car started forward she found her hand reaching out and finding Sirius'. He immediately wrapped his fingers around hers. Both of them sat there in silence, reflecting with anticipation about what they were letting themselves in for.
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The woven fabric of the rug muffled the sound of Ren's heels as she stepped out of the fire grate and into her cosy sitting room. She had left a tall floor lamp in the corner of the room turned on, and it now bathed the space before her in a warm, inviting ambience.
Ren turned around just in time to watch a second round of emerald flames appear, Sirius stepping carefully from them and into her home a second later.
Seeing Sirius stood in her living room suddenly felt very surreal. This cottage had been her sanctuary against her old life, she had always seen it as an almost impenetrable force, and yet in the space of a month she had invited both Harry and now Sirius, two of the most prominent figures of her past, within the physical walls which she had hidden behind since returning to England.
Sirius was glancing around the room, his grey eyes gazing over the dusty blue futon, the record player by the fireplace with its mountains of record sleeves stacked beside it, the cushy armchair upon which Maia lay curled up.
"Holy shit is that the devil kitten?!" Sirius exclaimed suddenly, cautiously advancing forward to get a closer look at the cat which he had gifted to Ren all those years ago.
Ren couldn't help but smirk in amusement at the timid way Sirius approached Maia, as if she was a lioness ready to attack. The truth was that Sirius and the cat had always had a… turbulent relationship. They had loved to hate each other. But that was back when Maia had been a spry young kitten, not an ancient, lazy pensioner.
Sirius had crouched carefully before the armchair and was now studying the cat intently. Maia, who was deaf as a post, was yet to awaken which allowed Sirius the chance to examine her properly. "Bloody hell," He murmured after a moment, rising to his feet. "I can't believe she's still going!" He said as he turned back to Ren, who was still stood in the same spot. She smiled at him.
"I think she's definitely slowing down now. She's probably got until the end of the year if we're lucky." She said, not really wanting to think about what life would be like once her furry companion had passed away.
"Well I'm glad you got my money's worth out of that gift." Sirius joked, and Ren couldn't help but laugh.
"Something tells me that if you'd been around she wouldn't have lasted half as long." She carped back, remembering the numerous death threats Sirius would bellow at Maia whenever she'd pounce on his feet or clawed at his long hair. The man shrugged ruefully as he came to stand before Ren.
"To be perfectly honest I think out of me and that cat I would have been the one that ended up in an early grave." They were both laughing now.
"Yeah I probably would have put you there myself for threatening my baby!"
"Good Godric, eighteen years later and I still can't win you over that cat!"
By now they were close. Ren hadn't realised that they had ended up standing mere inches away from one another. They both seemed to become aware of this fact at the same moment. Ren saw a fire rise in Sirius' eyes and she looked down to the floor, not knowing if she could handle the intensity.
Sirius closed the remaining distance between them, and Ren let out a shaky sigh and she timidly rested her forehead against his shoulder. "Ren," Sirius tried to coax her into looking at him but she just couldn't, instead she continued to look down at their hands, their feet, anywhere but his face.
"Why are we doing this?" She asked in a whisper, more to herself than to him. "We both know that it won't work. That this is a bad idea." Ren could hear Sirius' steady breaths, finding it almost soothing.
"Ren," He said her name again. Ren's gaze, still fixed on their hands, now watched as Sirius' thick, worn fingers inched forward towards her slim, manicured ones. At first he simply brushed against her skin, but gradually he began to intertwine their fingers one by one, until his hand gripped hers securely.
Ren studied their entwined limbs, feeling tears well in her eyes as Sirius whispered in her ear. "Just for tonight-" He was saying "-It can be a good idea. It can be okay."
It seemed that was all Ren needed.
She lifted her head, tears starting to spill down her cheeks before she could stop them, and allowed herself to find Sirius' lips with her own.
It was reckless. It was wild. It was heaven. Their lips felt like they were made for one another. Their tongues danced and caressed. Sirius was right. Just for tonight this was okay. How could it not be when it felt so good?
Their arms were wrapped around each other as Ren tore her lips away for just enough time to mutter "Hold on," to Sirius before shutting her eyes and apparating them to her bedroom upstairs. Sirius, upon opening his eyes and seeing where they were, let out a mirth filled chuckle.
"Didn't even want to let go of me to walk up the stairs, huh? Can't say I blame you." He teased.
"Shut up." Was all Ren said, but she was unable to stop herself grinning at Sirius before she reached forward and her fingers found the top buttons of his shirt. They looked at each other, and she felt sure that her eyes held the same twinkle as Sirius' as he gave her a small nod.
Their lips met again as Ren began to unbutton his shirt. She felt Sirius loosening the golden belt that was secured around her waist, allowing it to drop to the floor as she pushed his shirt off his broad shoulders. It joined the belt on the carpet.
The feeling of Sirius' bare chest beneath her fingers made her pull away from their kisses. She felt something that hadn't been there eighteen years ago. Scars.
She glanced down, allowing herself to study the marks that littered his chest. There was only one large one. It started at his navel and ran jaggedly up the left side of his ribcage, ending just under his pectoral. The rest of them were all smaller but still a shocking addition to his body. As were the Azkaban tattoos.
"This one-" He motioned to the large, ugly scar. "-Was a gift from my cousin Bellatrix. It's what nearly made me fall into that Veil." Ren sucked in a breath at his explanation. "The rest are from Azkaban. It wasn't exactly an easy ride." He added, sounding like he was trying to lighten the mood.
Ren, glancing up at him, found it hard to push past the sadness that swelled in her stomach but she did her best to ignore it. She managed to do so by crouching down and placing a soft kiss to each of the scars she could see across his torso.
Sirius' head lolled back, an unsteady exhale slipping from him as he felt the velvet touch of Ren's lips against his skin. When she had finished Ren glanced up and saw that Sirius was taking long breaths in what may have been an attempt to regain some composure, Ren wasn't sure.
When he finally looked down and met her gaze Ren decided to lower herself to her knees before him. Not breaking eye contact her hands found Sirius' belt buckle, slowly beginning to undo it and when it was hanging open she moved onto unzipping his fly, exposing his black underwear.
Sirius continued to watch her, unblinking. His stare was hazy with desire and Ren felt almost like she was having a bizarre sense of déjà vu. But it wasn't déjà vu was it? How many times had they been in this position all those years ago? It was like slipping back into old habits.
Ren looked away from Sirius and focused her attention ahead of her. She gently pulled down the trousers and underwear in one go, revealing his already half hard dick. Just as she remembered it. Ren had to stop herself from giggling at that thought. So much had changed but Sirius' junk was the same.
She slowly leant forward and pressed a soft kiss, akin to those she had feathered across his chest, to the tip of his member before taking him in her mouth fully, a guttural groan escaping Sirius as she did so. One of her hands found the base as she began to run her tongue over the flesh, proceeding to suck him in earnest.
Was it odd that Ren had missed this? This raw intimacy between them. The peculiar sense of power she felt when she had him in her mouth. The groans and gasps escaping Sirius' lips made Ren squirm and shift her legs together as a dampness appeared between them. Oh yes, she had missed this very much.
Suddenly Sirius reached out and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her away and hoisting her to her feet. They stared at each other for half a second, breathing ragged, before Sirius lunged forward and all but attacked Ren's lips. His hands found the zip on the back of her dress and he quickly undid it. Not waiting for the fabric to drop to the ground, Sirius instead chose to practically rip it from her body.
He broke away to study the woman before him, now stood only in her black lace underwear and high heels. Ren, unable to help it, suddenly felt a wave of insecurity wash over her. Sure she had retained her slim and slender figure over the years but her body was no longer that of the twenty-one year old Sirius had known.
She began to fold her arms across her stomach but Sirius stopped her, taking hold of her hands and looking her dead in the eye. "You are a Goddess." He said seriously, his stare burning into her with such ferocity that Ren almost believed him. Meeting his intense gaze, Ren reached behind her and unclipped the strapless bra, boldly letting it drop and join the pile of clothes on the floor.
Sirius couldn't hold himself back at the sight of her bare chest. He took her in his arms, his lips met her neck before gradually sliding lower and lower until he found one rosy nipple and took it in his mouth. The couple staggered in reverse slightly until the backs of Ren's legs bumped against the bed. They collapsed on the mattress together, Sirius on top of Ren as he kissed and sucked her nipple.
Ren threw her head back into the pillow, letting out a gasp when Sirius turned his attention to her other breast. By now her heels had slipped of, leaving her in only her panties.
"Sirius," She breathed, and the man ceased his actions in order to look up at her with a satisfied smirk on her face. He then started to inch further down her body until he eventually reached her sex. Sirius didn't waste any time. He slid the skimpy underwear down her long legs and dove in.
Ren couldn't help herself. She writhed around atop the sheets, legs coming up to rest on Sirius' broad shoulders and her hands finding their way into his hair. The only sounds in the room were her breathy moans and the soft sucking and licking sound coming from Sirius against her labia.
She felt strangely light as her orgasm began to build, climbing higher and higher. "Sirius," Ren couldn't help but exhale his name again, and this seemed to be what the man was waiting for as he suddenly latched onto her clit and began to suck in earnest, succeeding in tipping Ren over the edge with a shuddering cry.
She lay there staring up at the beamed ceiling, twitching slightly as Sirius climbed his way back up her body. When his handsome face appeared in her vision as he crouched above her, hands propping him up on either side of her head, Ren couldn't help but smile up at him. Her right hand reached up and stroked his forearm. "Mr Black?" She queried innocently.
"Yes Ms Gallagher?" He responded.
"I do believe you're still wearing too many clothes." Ren said, brushing the leg of Sirius' trousers, which were still bunched against his ankles, with her foot. Sirius let out a low growl of a chuckle which made Ren's insides flutter.
"Well I shall do my best to right that wrong." He said. "Especially as you're so delectably void of your clothing." His wolfish gaze settled on Ren's bare breasts and she let out a laugh which made them bounce slightly, much to Sirius' pleasure.
"I think that's only fair seeing as I'm lying here in all my glory." She teased as Sirius yanked off his shoes and socks before wiggling his slacks and underwear off his legs completely. "Very graceful." Ren commented and Sirius shrugged.
"You know me. I was always the epitome of grace and elegance." He said nonchalantly and Ren's brow furrowed.
"Well that's a bare faced lie." She countered. Sirius looked like he wanted to argue back but he managed to resist as he now knelt on the bed as naked as the day he was born.
"Right we're getting off topic here," He said with a dismissive wave of the hand. "We'll come back to this debate later on but for now-" Sirius grabbed her legs and forcefully pulled her towards him so that he was positioned between them. "-We have other matters to be attending to."
He swooped down and they locked lips in a bruising kiss. Ren sighed into his mouth when she felt Sirius' erection find its way to her slick folds. He rutted against the wet warmth for a few moments, each of them revelling in the stimulation, until the head of his dick caught against Ren's entrance. Their eyes met, both panting heavily, and Ren gave the smallest of nods. Sirius nodded back before slowly and steadily pushing into her.
They both moaned, Ren's breathy and light while Sirius' was low and guttural. "Shit," The man panted through gritted teeth when he was fully sheathed within her. Ren's hands cupped Sirius' face, making him look her dead in the eye.
"Fuck me Sirius," She all but growled, and Sirius seemed happy to oblige her. His eyes set in a determined stare, jaw clenched, he began to move. He started fucking Ren in earnest, as if his life depended on it.
"You feel so good," He managed to stutter between his vigorous rocking. Ren, her whole face and body flushed, could only moan in response. Her arms wrapped around his hips, hands coming to rest on his bare arse in an attempt to pull him even closer.
Sirius' thrusts were hard and powerful. The iron headboard started to bang rapidly against the wall, and the sound of it along with their moans and the slapping of their skin almost hypnotised Ren. That along with the pure euphoria she felt as Sirius thrusted brutally into her.
Ren's hips bucked up, desperate to meet his as Sirius drove his cock within her. Their lips sought each other, hungry and needy, and all too soon Ren could feel her orgasm approaching. It wasn't a subtle build up like last time, Ren could tell it was going to hit her like the Knight Bus.
"Sirius," She managed to say. "I'm go- I'm going to come. D-don't stop!" She said, terrified that if she didn't let him know then Sirius would stop and leave her hanging on the edge.
"You going to come Ren?" Sirius growled, hands taking hold of her hips as he moved. All Ren could do was nod in response but Sirius wasn't having that. "Use your words baby," He rasped. "Tell me you're going to come all over my dick or I won't let you."
"I-I'm" Ren tried. She couldn't let him stop. Not now. She needed this orgasm. "I'm going to come all over your dick!" She cried as the man continued to ram relentlessly into her. "Please!" She cried, making Sirius' balls tighten.
"Come for me, Ren, now!" He demanded, and Ren didn't need to be told twice. Her entire body wracked with ecstasy as her orgasm hit her. She was barely aware that she was all but screaming at the top of her lungs, and soon Sirius was joining her, groaning as he came within her. He collapsed on top of her and the pair lay there, dripping with sweat and panting like dogs.
Sooo what did you think of their sexy reunion?! Was it a good idea? A bad idea? Will Harry find out? Please let me know what you think! Sorry if there were any spelling/grammar mistakes, but I'm sure we can look past them can't we? ;)
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