Chapter title from "Everlong" by Foo Fighters.
Warning: more smut. In fact, I wrote this chapter and considered not even publishing it for fear of smut overload. If you feel it's getting excessive, please don't hate me. I promise I am getting back to plot and leaning more toward fluff in the upcoming chapters. :)
A dreary rain beat against the parlor window the next morning. Sirius sipped his coffee and stared outside as one of Rhiannon's birds, Slytherin, nipped at his finger where it rested between the bars of their golden cage. The sheets of rain and the long grasses waved in the incoming winds and reminded Sirius a bit of the Veil itself. He owed his life to Gryffindor, the bird now missing from the trio after its nosedive into the Veil. Somehow the tiny songbird had managed to exchange its life for Sirius's own, by whatever mythological connection seemed to follow and empower Rhiannon from time to time. Slytherin and Thunderbird lived happily in the parlor, chirping from their perch overlooking the dunes. Sirius had to wonder if their sacrifice would ever be required again, and what exactly that would look like if the Veil weren't a factor next time.
It was early — far too early for Sirius, who wasn't used to seeing the world at this time of day. The basement chill had awakened him, threatening to arouse images of Azkaban. He'd left his companions slumbering in the transfigured basement bed in a sleepy, satisfied tangle of long hair, lazy limbs, and beautiful naked skin. Sirius got excited sometimes when he thought about how good they must all look together. Even Severus was attractive these days, as hard as it was for Sirius to fathom. The relaxation of the house, its natural surroundings, and getting laid regularly looked good on the man. It was such a change from his greasy, angry Hogwarts days. Even Snape's anger last night had a soft edge to it that was tough for Sirius to put his finger on. It definitely felt like it came from a place of playfulness — threatening only so far as the wizard would allow it to go for the benefit of the game. And it was a fun game.
Sirius felt himself harden a bit again as the memories came back. His backside was fully healed from Rhiannon's aftercare, but his nerves had flesh memories of the searing burn of leather. They didn't do that type of torture in Azkaban, instead relying on mental torment from the Dementors and the complex, insidious physical and psychological effects of the Cruciatus curse. Severus's torture was a walk in the park compared to that, but it still filled a need Sirius didn't really know he had. He wasn't sure what to make of the satisfaction it gave him, but he did feel it lifted some of the awkwardness and guilt of their past. It leveled the playing field between them, much like the act of sharing their wives. Bizarre as it may be, it seemed to be what they needed.
Sirius heard heavy footsteps in the hall, and he turned around to see Severus looming in the doorway, wrapped in his bathrobe and sipping tea. He was surprised the man wasn't avoiding him after last night.
"Miss me already, Sev?" Sirius couldn't resist. Their banter was one of the more thrilling aspects of his current domestic confinement.
"I came to feed Rhiannon's birds," the wizard said simply. "I see you've already beaten me to the task." He took a seat in an armchair and removed the Prophet from his robe pocket.
"Any news?" Sirius asked nervously, recalling yesterday's revelation of his marriage record possibly being discovered.
"Too soon for any of that," Severus replied. "It will take some time for the Ministry to search the priest's home and file everything. Then they'll likely take their findings to Yaxley, who will bring it to one of our meetings before taking any action. I'll do my best to minimize it and label it a distraction from more urgent matters."
Sirius nodded. "I know you will, and I thank you. Colleen does too."
They both fell silent, Severus's dark eyes fixed on the paper. Sirius wished he something bigger to focus on other than the birds. He made slurping sounds with his coffee, glad for anything to fill the void between them.
"Didn't the Noble House of Black teach basic table etiquette? One does not slurp a beverage, Black."
Sirius shrugged. "It was too quiet."
"Quiet is something to be treasured. You could stand to learn the value of it."
"I had twelve years of quiet and then some," Sirius reminded him. "Now I will gladly take any possible stimulation of the senses that the universe has to offer, even one as simple as the sound of delicious coffee warming me on a cold, rainy day."
"Touchingly poetic," Severus commented dryly. "Though I should expect nothing less from an esteemed author such as yourself." His voice was dripping with sarcasm, of course.
Sirius cleared his throat. "Speaking of stimulation of the senses, what are your thoughts on last night?" It wasn't the smoothest of transitions, but it was something.
"I warned you against pillow talk, did I not?" Snape's eyes never left the paper.
"Not a pillow in sight, that I can tell," Sirius said with a grin. "Honestly, though. It was a big step. This whole new dynamic between the four of us is. Don't you think we should talk about it?"
Severus snapped the paper down and glared. "Cut to the point, Black. What is it you're wanting me to say? I will gladly say it in exchange for your assurance that I will not have to suffer through this topic of conversation again."
Sirius fingered his mustache thoughtfully. He wasn't sure what he wanted out of this conversation, except for the simple pleasure of talking about it.
"Your admission that you liked it," Sirius finally answered.
Severus scoffed and lifted the paper in front of his face again. Sirius promptly took hold of the top and crumpled it down, staring the wizard in the face.
"Why, Black?" Snape began, his tone low and even. "Does your ego really need stroking that desperately? Do you need an 'Exceeds Expectations' on your demonstration of double penetration?"
Sirius leaned back on the window seat with a grin. "If I earned it, then yes. I thrive on positive feedback, Professor."
"Orgasm was achieved by all four involved parties," Severus stated plainly. "I would say the outcome of your experiment speaks for itself and requires no further analysis."
"Fair enough," Sirius said with a sigh. "We have to give your wife a turn, too, you know."
Severus raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Are you really so anxious to feel my cock again that you're already planning the next event?"
"Of course not," Sirius said quickly. "I just think we have to keep things fair. And Rhiannon told us she wanted it also."
"Then I imagine it will happen in due time. I still see no need to belabor the topic, unless you are simply turned on by such dialogue and seeking another release?"
Sirius glanced away from the challenging look Severus gave him. Was this a come-on? Sirius was no expert on these types of signals. What if he were to say that yes, this conversation made him rock hard? What's the worst that could happen? Severus would taunt him mercilessly. That was nothing new.
"Well, aren't you turned on by it? By all of this?" There. Sirius would turn it on him instead.
"I told you. Climax was achieved. Clearly a good time was had by all."
Severus held the paper on his lap, so Sirius had no chance of seeing if the man enjoyed this conversation. Sirius himself was sprawled out against the window in pajama pants and a robe that was barely tied. He sat up straight and pulled the black fabric closed.
"I'm sure the women would be delighted if you paid them an early morning visit, to take care of your little problem," Severus continued, rubbing his chin.
"Without you?" Sirius asked with surprise.
Snape's mouth twitched devilishly. "Ah, so this is about you wanting to feel our cocks together again, nestled together in a warm, wet hole."
Sirius closed his eyes. "Fuck, Severus. Do you have to say it like that?"
The man was knuckling his mouth as his black eyes studied Sirius with truly sadistic amusement.
Sirius slammed a fist against the padded window seat. "Damn it, Severus. I'm an adult man who's not ashamed to say I enjoyed last night. All of it. And I want to do it again."
"And I'm certain we will, Black."
The man continued to sit there, paper on his lap, perfectly still except for his fidgeting right hand.
"What about...the punishment part?" Sirius could feel his cheeks burning. He wasn't used to his confidence being shaken like this.
"What about it?" Severus looked bored.
"Well, how was I...on that front?"
Now Snape just looked confused. Eyes narrowed, head to the side. "How were you on taking punishments? On being a sub? Mouthy...arrogant...as always. But obviously a whore for pain."
Sirius beamed. For some reason that seemed like a compliment. He decided to continue his line of questioning, anxious to lay down some expectations in this wild new realm. He leaned forward, resting his elbow on his robed knees, chin in hand.
"Severus...what if...say, you and I were both kissing Rhiannon...say I was sucking her left breast and you her right..."
"Who said you get to pick? Perhaps I want the left."
Snape was enjoying this way too much.
"All right, you have the left and I the right," Sirius conceded.
"And why are we using my wife in this scenario? Why not yours?" Severus crossed one leg over the other, keeping the newspaper in place.
Sirius sighed. "Fine. Imagine either wife, having her breasts ravished by both of us at the same time. What if I were to...reach over...and say...give your cock a stroke or two? I mean, I touched your cock with mine last night. What would be the difference, really, if it were my hand instead?"
"And why would you want to do that, Black?" Severus shifted in his seat, his grin domineering and enormously entertained. Sirius didn't recall ever seeing that large of a smile on the man before, but it wasn't a happy one. It was a bit maniacal.
Sirius shrugged. "To increase pleasure. Isn't that what this is all about? For all of us? So would you enjoy it, or would you hex me into infinity?"
Snape stood, folding the paper meticulously before letting it fall softly on the coffee table. "I'm not sure, Black. But wouldn't part of the pleasure be waiting to find out?"
And with that, the Slytherin disappeared.
Gods, no wonder the man had managed to steal Rhiannon right out from under Sirius's nose, and somehow managed to intrigue Colleen as well. This kind of avoidant behavior was maddening. Sirius didn't even want a relationship with a man; he just liked the idea of more freedom and exploration in the bedroom. Hands were hands, mouths were mouths, and orgasms were orgasms. Did it really matter where they came from when four people were tangled up together?
Frustrated, Sirius made his way back to the basement. His eyes fell on Colleen. The blanket had scooted down to mid-thigh, revealing every perfect curve. A gentle curl fell across her chest, her pink nipple peeking through a few of the red-gold strands. Her lips were parted somewhat, her long eyelashes closed against her alabaster cheek. Yes, it did matter where orgasms came from, when they came from her. She was the love of his life, and none could compare.
Sirius made a dive toward the bed, covering her with his body as he threw his robe aside. Clearly he needed to see her to come back to his senses in all this madness. He began arching his stiff rod against her forcefully, pinching the flesh of her behind as his tongue licked the insides of her mouth all over. Colleen let out a deep sound in the back of her throat from having been awakened in such a way. His fingers dipped between her thighs cautiously, realizing she may be tender from last night. When she began thrusting against his hand and kissing him back, Sirius figured Snape's healing spell must have taken care of any side effects.
The rustling of sheets reminded him of Rhiannon's presence. She turned over with a sexy smile.
"Sirius Black, you can never get enough, can you?" the witch teased.
"Nope, never," he affirmed, inhaling the skin of Colleen's neck, tugging at her earlobe with this teeth.
"How was Severus?" Rhiannon continued, scooting herself in closer. She pressed a kiss to the other side of Colleen's neck and began thumbing her breast while Sirius continued to massage between Colleen's legs. His wife was instantly a moaning mess.
Sirius tensed but didn't stop his movements. "How did you know I saw Severus?"
"I felt that he wanted to go looking for you when he woke up," replied Rhiannon. She lifted her leg over Colleen's and slowly drew her core to rest on Colleen's thigh, parting her wet lips to give her clit direct access to the soft flesh. Her hand roamed gently over the leftover pinpricks from last night as she began grind to her hips.
"Ohhhh!" Colleen gasped, throwing her head back with excitement at the feeling of the witch using her like that. Sirius took that moment to grab his cock and line it up with his wife's sweet slit, pushing forward as his hand settled along Rhiannon's back to tickle and stroke.
"He said it was all right for me to do this without him," Sirius said quickly. He sounded like a child telling his parent that the other had granted permission for some forbidden pursuit.
"I know- the bond," Rhiannon reminded him. "He wanted to go to Hogwarts today to check on the students. But I could tell he wanted to find you first and decompress a bit after last night. Did it go well?" She closed her eyes and moaned a bit as her humping of Colleen's thigh became more insistent.
"Here, Rhiannon, let me take care of you," Colleen said breathlessly, her one arm gripping Sirius's back while the other slid between Rhiannon's thighs. Sirius watched as his wife's slender fingers probed Rhiannon's glistening pink folds, and he knew there was no luckier wizard alive. Period. Except Severus, of course. The two of them shared the most perfect goddesses to ever roam the earth.
"Yeah, it went well," Sirius told Rhiannon, closing his eyes as Colleen's walls gave him a squeeze timed with his deep thrust. "He said we would both fuck you next time."
"I can't wait," Rhiannon sighed and arched to Colleen's hand as more fingers disappeared inside. Sirius decided to reach down and add one as well.
"My ass needs a cock," Rhiannon continued. "Which of you wizards is going to do the honors?"
"I am," Sirius said quickly. "That's a job for a dog, not a snake."
Rhiannon laughed and a slight snort came out.
"Does that actually feel good?" Colleen asked Rhiannon. "In your...?"
"You've never done it?" Rhiannon asked in shock.
Colleen shook her head and blushed. She removed her hand for a second to lick her fingers, allowing Sirius's hand to take over pleasing Rhiannon on its own.
"Let's do it now, Rhiannon said excitedly. "The two of you, I mean."
Sirius promptly pulled out of his wife, feeling like he would come just from the thought if he didn't take a break.
Colleen's eyes grew wide. "I think I had enough adventures last night, don't you think?"
Rhiannon shook her head adamantly. "No such thing."
She and Sirius both helped Colleen sit up and come onto all fours, covering her with kisses. Sirius dipped his fingers into Rhiannon again. The woman was always like a fountain of nectar. He covered his hand with it before sliding it between the cheeks of Colleen's arse, using it to lube her gently. Rhiannon took some of Colleen's own juices and did the same, allowing her finger to trace circles around the tight entrance before snaking inside ever so slowly.
"Oh, my god, that's incredible," Colleen groaned.
"Wait 'til you feel a cock," Rhiannon whispered. "It's amazing. You almost feel like you'll black out."
"And that's a good thing?" Colleen asked nervously.
Sirius kissed her cheek and gathered her long hair in his hands, twisting it gently. "I'll take it slow, love. And Rhiannon and I will make love to you as I go. You'll love every minute. And if you don't, I'll stop."
"I hate Severus has to miss this," Rhiannon sighed.
"Miss what?" A deep voice came from the basement stairs. "Dare I ask?"
"Severus!" Rhiannon exclaimed, darting over to him. "What happened to work?"
"It's Sunday, and the events of lunchtime will be no different than breakfast time. I'll go this afternoon." Snape had showered and changed into his trousers and white shirt, but he hadn't added the black frock coat yet. He appeared much less pent up this way.
"Couldn't stay away, huh, Severus?" Sirius couldn't resist asking.
Snape's black eyes flashed, and he didn't respond. "It reeks of sex down here," he said instead, his hooked nose sniffing a bit above his sneer.
"Well, we had quite the night last night. And I've got our women very, very wet," Sirius explained with a grin.
"Whores," Snape said derisively.
"Your whores," Rhiannon murmured seductively. Her eyes locked on Severus's and she cupped his balls through his trousers. "Sluts for our two wizards— ready to fulfill all of their desires." Her other hand pulled Severus to the bed where Sirius and Colleen were naked, the latter still on all fours, awaiting the inevitable invasion with a demure glance over her shoulder.
Severus's eyes cut over to Colleen. "Is that true, Colleen Black? Do you fancy yourself a wizard slut?"
Colleen bit her lip and nodded. "Completely and totally a wizard slut."
Sirius beckoned Rhiannon over and drew more wetness onto his fingers, applying it to Colleen again since a few minutes had passed. Severus still studied Colleen, his hand reaching out to grope her dangling breasts.
"Why are you in bitch position?" he demanded. "About to be fucked by your dog?"
"Sirius is about to take her ass-virginity," Rhiannon answered him. She took Colleen's face in both her hands and tongued her lips while Sirius returned to getting her ready.
"Such a tight, pretty arsehole," Sirius praised his wife. "Like a little rosebud."
"Turn around," Severus commanded, making a swivel motion with his hand, then patting the bed. "Right here. I'm going to watch."
Sirius felt his stomach jump with excitement. "You want me to perform for you? I'm honored."
"Shut up and start moving, Black."
Colleen and Sirius both scrambled to obey, and Rhiannon sat back on her heels and watched with delight. Once Colleen was in position just to Severus's left and down near his knee, Rhiannon bent forward and gave tiny licks to her clit, making sure Colleen was fully aroused before Sirius took her virgin hole. Sirius took advantage of the witch's elevated hips to lube up, pulling her to him for a few quick thrusts that caused her to whimper with surprise. He heard Severus unzip his pants at this unexpected move. Sirius gave Rhiannon a quick kiss on the back and pat on the bum before withdrawing and entering Colleen's wetness this time, finding her just as responsive. Sirius squeezed his eyes shut and moaned. He'd be content just to go back and forth between their drenched cunts until he came.
"Severus, are you sure you just want to sit back there and wank?" Sirius called back to the man. "It's quite nice up here."
"Proceed, Black," Snape replied icily. "I will let everyone know when and if I want the scene to change."
Sirius felt himself jump inside Colleen's walls at that statement and at the feeling of being an actor on display. He knew he needed to get on with it before he couldn't any longer.
"Sweetheart, are you ready?" he whispered in Colleen's ear. His finger drifted between her cheeks again and swirled more wetness into her, listening to her purr affirmatively. He held his shaft firmly in hand as he moved his tip past her tight ring. He allowed her to adjust, feeling her delicate bud quiver around him immediately.
"Fuck, you're so good, love," Sirius groaned. "Letting me take this pretty little hole."
"Oh, Sirius..." Colleen moaned in response. "Please talk dirty while you do it. As dirty as you can."
He grunted, unable to think of any words in that second. He hadn't been up a woman's arse since before Azkaban, and he was nearly delirious with ecstasy. His hand reached around to rub her mound as he slid ever so slowly forward, making sure it stayed pleasant for her.
"You like that, dirty girl?" Sirius whispered. "Daddy's cock in a brand new place?"
"Uhhh...yes, Sirius...Daddy..."
Sirius was vaguely aware of the Snapes' snickers behind them. It sounded like Rhiannon was curled up with her husband now, and he could hear slick smacks as Severus either pounded his own wood or had Rhiannon do it for him. He couldn't really turn to look without swiveling his hips, and he didn't want to hurt Colleen.
"Too bad this seed's gonna be wasted up your arse," Sirius continued under his breath. "I really wanted to breed you...fill you with Daddy's pups."
"Next time, Daddy, please..." Colleen begged.
"I may vomit," Severus muttered, and his hand stilled.
"It's hot, Severus," Rhiannon whispered. "They're so sexy together and in love."
"That's hot?" Snape sneered.
"Just don't listen, and make love to me, then," Rhiannon said, and Sirius could hear her smack some part of her husband's body.
"You want Daddy to breed you?" Severus replied, a silky tease in his voice. Another smack from Rhiannon.
"Deeper now, Daddy," Colleen groaned, her hips almost unhinged as they titled in the air. Sirius still rubbed her clit madly, feeling it swollen and covered with her sweet juices. He was a little more than halfway inside of her, and she was panting fiercely as if she didn't quite know what she was feeling. If it was only a fraction of how good it felt for Sirius, she must be coming undone.
He heard the bedsheets flutter behind them, and he assumed Severus must be granting his wife's wish, as their pleasure sounds soon filled the air. The erotic symphonies of foursomes were a whole other world— each person's part building and swelling and fading out in its own turn. Colleen was first, spasms causing her to jerk upward in response to Sirius's intense stimulation of her clit. Her arse clinched his cock tighter than anything ever had before as her orgasm hit.
"Colleen! Oh, gods, sweet girl, I'm fucking dying."
Her gasps turned into laughter at his reaction. Her laugh sent another pinch around him that triggered a groan this time along with his warm stream and the amazing sensation of emptying.
"Ohhhhh..." Colleen cried as she felt such an intimate space inside her being filled. Sirius gripped her tightly as he rode his last waves, then immediately began caressing her and kissing her.
"Are you okay, sweetheart?"
"Yes, Sirius. That was amazing."
"You're amazing. Everything about you. Every time we're together." He continued to show her affection as he waited to fully soften before pulling gently back. In the background of his mind he heard Rhiannon and Severus find their own satisfaction, but all he cared about was the way Colleen slowly came to her knees then turned around to embrace him. She threw herself passionately against him and kissed him with so much love he truly felt his heart would burst.
"Are we insane?" Colleen asked him with a smile, pressing her forehead to his. "I feel like all we do is have sex."
"We're in hiding and waiting to fight a war. What else is there to do?" Sirius returned, nuzzling her nose.
"Eat," Colleen replied. "That's something else to do. I'm starving."
Sirius chuckled. "Let's go, darling." He replaced his robe and found hers from where she'd discarded it the night before. They ascended the stairs hand in hand, leaving the Snapes downstairs to bask in their own afterglow. This was how it should be — enjoying the best of sex and the best of love, knowing when to blend them together and when to keep them separate. It was an incredible high.
"Morning, Mummy and Daddy!" Ben greeted them, running down the stairs at top speed. He collided with Sirius, who lifted him up.
"Whatcha got here?" Sirius asked, looking at the book in the little boy's hand.
"The Tales of Beedle the Bard," Colleen read. "When did we get this one?"
"It came from Mum and Dad's," Tonks explained, bounding down the stairs with more energy than she'd had in months. "Belonged to me when I was little. I'm sure Sirius and Regulus had it too. All wizarding kids do."
Sirius shrugged. "I barely remember anything from childhood. Blocked most of it. We'll read it after breakfast, okay, Benji? Refresh my memory a bit." He settled Ben at the table and went to work gathering eggs and bacon while Colleen started their coffee.
"You're a good dad, Sirius," she told him with a smile. "I mean it. And I can't wait to make you one all over again."
There was literally nothing in the world Sirius would rather hear. He pushed Colleen against the counter and kissed her with everything he had.