A/N- It had to be written. That's all I have to say. (Other than that I don't own anything.)
10. Scent
Sirius's tongue was coarse. He was used to it. Dogs lick themselves. And this girl, she was almost as furry as an animal. They didn't call it pussy for nothing.
Lick, slurp. He was good at it. His tongue knew the nuances of warm flesh, he knew how to sniff out a woman's desires. This girl smelled like sweat and tulips and especially loved the way his hair brushed the inside of her thigh.
Blow jobs on demand. He was notorious for them, every girl in school could trick him into giving one. And Padfoot, he was just their bitch.
