"Sirius...what are you doi-" her words were cut off by his lips pressed to hers. She struggled to break away from him, but he held her face tightly to his. She groaned under the pressure of his lips on hers, trying to push him off of her. He dragged his hand down her spine delicately, still holding the back of her neck with the other. Shivers rammed through her entire body, hitting every nerve on the way down to her hips where his hand was positioned. Her stomach started doing flips and tying in knots, and she stopped resisting him. She moved both her hands to the sides of his face, feeling his jagged facial hair and pulling him closer down to her, inhaling his scent with every gasp she broke the kiss for. He slid his hands into her back pockets and she squirmed under his grasp. She went on her tiptoes, reaching for his lips with every muscle in her young body. She was scared of the power behind his strength, but if someone was to ask, she couldn't deny how much she had lusted after the older man since they met. It didn't matter if he took complete advantage of her, because she knew inside of her, that she would enjoy every minute of it. Soon enough, they were together, reaching for the stars under the secrecy of velvet blankets and linen sheets. Every morning became a secret, and every word they spoke became a lie. It was a beautiful, innocent lie. One that could not be disturbed. They could not be disturbed.