#older sirius

[lalunavinoalafragua]

Grasp reflex

Addendum: great @itsaperiwinkleworldv2 's caption in comments

[maraudersheadcanons]

[l4dy-bugss]

Listening to Too Sweet by Hozier and I can't decide if it's more reggie or siri coded.

Leaning towards siri icl, but like older siri. Like w a younger reader (love a good age gap, I'm sorry), and she's all pinning after him, and he thinks she's so sweet and innocent and pretty.

But he's sirius black, he doesn't deserve a girl like her. She's Too Sweet, almost sickly so. They'd just never work. He'd be a bad influence. He'd just make her life worse.

Especially if it was like a reader that was very sheltered, like from a similar background as him (talking like a sacred 28, heavily manipulated, very sheltered, never even held hands with a boy type) and he just thinks he'd corrupt her.

But she's so insistent !! She just thinks he's so nice and caring after he lets her stay a while, unaware of the disgusting thoughts plaguing his mind.

Lmk if you think I should make this a full fic !!

[lyraoftheevergreens]

In The Morning

Chapter 5

Professor!Snape x Female Student Reader

Summary: What happens when Snape falls in love with a 7th year student at hogwarts just 8 years after the death of his first love. What will happen when she discovers the darkest sides of him and brings up trauma from her own past. Will she stay with him despite what she learns? Reader is of age.

Warnings: she/her pronouns. Mentions of eating, torture and murder

Age 13+

Word count: 1,600

Tag list: Open 🖤

Authors note: thank you to those of you who have waited years for this chapter, and welcome to those of you who are new.

For the sake of the story line Sinistra is not the Astronomy professor.

It was now the end of spring break and y/n found her self dreading the start of class after her blissful week in Severus is arms. There was no other place she ever wanted to be, she could have died and she would have been content as long as her death was in his arms. One week of just him, never having to leave his arms. She learned everything about him, his child hood. As she laid in his arms he caressed her gently and told her stories of his child hood. His talented mother and muggle father. She told him of her childhood. How it was growing up in manor. The disappearance of her sister Eloise. He held her every night into the day. The night terrors continued through the break, they were tolerable in Severus is arms. She woke up one night screaming and crying.

“I remember when Eloise left, she left a note on my bed. Dear sister, I love you but I must go, I hope you can find in your heart to forgive me, love Eloise.”

“I’m so sorry my dear.”

“That’s the issue though Sev, I don’t think she left. They did something to her. She has to be kept on the grounds someplace. She would have never left such a generic note. Love Eloise. Thats just not like her.”

“Where would they keep her.”

“The grounds are so large, deep underground. All the underground passages are connected, so large.”

“I believe I remember seeing them. How far do they go?”

“Far, all the way to grounds keeper’s shack. It’s the length of the house and then some. It’s all concrete, she would freeze to death down there.”

“Are you sure she could have just escaped.”

“Id love to believe that, but I know it in my heart, shes not safe. And it doesn’t help that I’m such a coward. I can’t go back Severus, I’ll be forced to marry, or worse.”

“You’re not a coward, you endured so much at that house.”

That was over now, it was a new week, back to courses, first class of the morning, potions. She put on her necklace from Severus and didn’t tuck it under her shirt she wore it out and proud. The man who loves her gave this to her and she loves him to. While they haven’t said it out loud to each other she knows deep inside that he loves her. As she entered the potions room and helped gather supplies for that mornings lesson as she always did Severus appeared behind her. He leaned down, lips to her ear,” are you sure you should be wearing that for everyone to see.”

“Yes, I’m certain.”

“You’re not worried about what people will say, question. Where you got it from.”

“Family heirloom.”

“Hmm.” The vibrations of his ‘hmm’ on her neck tickled, his lips kissed and nipped. His tongue soothed. She was ready for him to take her right then and there and that room but nonetheless, he adjusted her shirt for her and they went into the potions class room, she took her seat and others began to enter, Edith took her seat next to. “Nice hickey you have going on.”

“What?” Y/n questioned.

“Your hickey, it’s like you had a leach on your neck.”

“Oh my bad.”

“So who is the lucky lad you shagged over break.”

“Oh nobody. Just a strange reaction to something.”

“Oh alright, I suppose. Touch yourself to Snape plenty?”

“Ms. Y/l/n, Ms.Carrington am I interrupting something important.?” He said

“No, sorry professor.” Y/n replied quickly

“Professors pet.” Edith mumbled.

Class went on as usual. Y/n stayed behind and waited for the first years to arrive in class. She sat and watched as Severus made two first years leave the class crying.

“You’re so harsh on them.”

“I don’t see how, I shouldn’t have stuffer do to there idiocracy. You were so bright as a first year.”

“Yes because my parents wanted to make sure I wasn’t a reflection of their failures the way they saw Eloise.”

“I suppose so.”

She sat in his lap at his desk and ran her fingers through his hair, she loved his long black hair so much.

“I have something to tell you,”Severus began, “we won’t be able to meet in my quarters before dinner. I have things to discuss with Dumbledore.”

“Oh okay, I understand.” She responded, her hand now gently on his chest.

“I promise I rather be with you than that old fool.” She gently kissed his lips and said, “I know, I trust you.”

She carried on her day, lunch with Severus, herbology, defense against the dark arts, she studied for her OWLS with Edith and a few other girls in her sleeping quarters and walked with them to the great hall for dinner. She couldn’t take her eyes off Severus, scowling at Dumbledore the whole meal. Something’s happened and she knows it. She doesn’t even finish her meal and she’s off to Severus is living quarters, Edith is yelling for her and she doesn’t flinch, simply carries on. Once she enters it’s not long that Severus arrives as well.

“Tell me the truth Severus, what happened in your meeting with headmaster. I’m not an idiot, you were sat there scowling at him and not touching your meal.”

“I told him.”

“You told him what.”

“That I love you.”

“That’s lovely, you told him before you’ve told me.”

“Y/n-“

“Why would you do such a thing. You could have gotten your self fired. or worse sent to azkaban.”

“you have nothing to worry about, no such thing will happen, there are no laws in place about teachers and students and besides your of age.”

“I dont understand though Severus, why.”

“I wanted to learn more about your father. I never learned much of him even though I was in his home nearly once a week for meetings. Other than the fact that he has two daughters and a wife.”

“We have two house elves. My mother and father are both the last living relatives of their respective bloodlines. Besides Eloise, Lucy and I. So what else did you learn by visiting the headmaster.”

“I learned that Eloise is not your full sister. That your father killed his first wife.”

“I know. That’s why he has no problem marrying me off to someone who killed his own wife as well. My father is 15 years older than my mother. She was 16 when her father arranged for her marriage. Frankly they are match made in hell. They’re both just as cold and thats why my mother never cared to protect Eloise from my father. She always used to say that it was Eloise is mums fault that she got her self killed.”

“I swore to my self the first day you cried in my arms I would protect you till the day I die.”

“Severus, you simply can’t, believe me, i wish it was that simple.”

“Move in with me, if you’re with me at all times I can at least try.”

“Oh Severus, of course I will, but hold on we’re not finished discussing what happened between you and Dumbledore.”

“I had to find some way to protect you, after the school year, after the summer. I cant leave you alone at home unprotected. So I went to Dumbledore. He remembers your father from when he attended Hogwarts. Your father has begun training Lucy.”

“No, he couldn’t be, she’s only 9.”

“Now that you’re not returning home he needs to prepare her for the return of the dark lord.”

“Severus I have to do something, I have to protect her.”

“We will figure something out, together. For now you will stay here at Hogwarts where you are safe.”

“Why else did you tell Dumbledore about us?”

“He’s prepared to offer you a job, you will no longer be my assistant, the astronomy professor wishes to retire, you will take over for her in the next school year, but you must study under her from now on in preparation for the fall.”

“Severus, thank you.”

“Of course, I love you.”

“I love you too.” But she didn’t know how much Severus truly loved her, he would die for her if thats what it took to protect her. For now he knew she could go no where near y/l/n manor, who knows what torture they would inflict upon her.

~Severus’ meeting with Dumbledore ~

“Albus.” Severus began, as he entered Dumbledore office.

“How can I help you severus?”

“It’s Y/f/n.”

“Ah yes, her family is sending for her to be retrieved directly from the school the last day of term.”

“We need to protect her.”

“Severus.”

“Albus, they will kill her. I can’t loose her the way I lost Lilly.”

“Severus I warned you to be careful.”

“They will kill her, she doesn’t know it yet but they’ve killed her older sister Eloise.”

“I know, it’s a shame what happened to that poor girl. Does y/n know?”

“No she does not, and no one shall tell her. She has night terrors from what she witnessed in that house.”

“Severus.”

“Please, keep her safe.”

“It appears you are capable of doing that on your own.”

“She’s coming back with me to Hogwarts in the next school year then.”

“She’ll no longer be a student Severus. She can’t return.”

“Offer her a position here.”

“I suppose i could offer her the astronomy position, but she would need to study under professor Alveston and not you Severus.”

“That’s fine, I’ll discuss it with her. I’m certain she will accept.”

“In that case she begins in the morning, no time to waste I suppose.”

“No, I suppose not.”

Tag list:

@layla2-49

[hp-characters-x-readers]

Warnings- Can't think of any.

Summary- Harry and reader find something

Imagine Harry and reader just finding old pictures of Sirius Black and reader is just like 'dang he's hot'

Sorry I am just bored and have nothing else to do.

[celestialsister0918]

Standing Right Outside My Door (Older Sirius Black x OC)

🎅🏻 🎄 🕯(Christmas in April, guys!)

One-Shot

Outtake From "Black as Night”

Category: Smut and Fluff, NSFW 18+, Minors DNI

Warnings/Tags: Breeding kink, oral sex, vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, squirting. dirty talk, praise kink. Brief mention of Animagus coupling- discussion only.

This would fall within the chapter "I'll Be Upon You by the Moonlight Side." Sirius comes home for Christmas from Horcrux hunting with Dumbledore to find Colleen sitting by the tree. This one-shot will be her POV. You can read Sirius's thoughts on her in the original work. I chose not to write the sex originally, so here you go. 🥰

Chapter title from "All I Want for Christmas is You" by Mariah Carey. (Yes, going kinda fluffy with this smut.)

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Colleen stared into the golden glow of the evergreen branches at fantastical things: elves…sugarplum castles…angels. Muggles sort of got it right. They knew there was some kind of realm beyond the mundane everyday; they just made the magical out to be a bit more cartoonish than it was in reality. Reality...

The young Muggle mum could scarcely believe what her reality had become since she'd become so completely swept up in all things Sirius Black. As she put the finishing touches on the presentation of Ben's toys beneath the tree, the prismatic sparkle of Sirius's rings caught the warm light of the twinkling tree bulbs. She rested her hands on her red silk-clad knees, appreciating the twists and turns of light radiating from both hands.

Yes, there were two rings— one they'd found at Grimmauld Place, buried within a wall in his late brother Regulus's room. The younger Black had intended it for his beloved, Marguerite, before his tragic death in the very Horcrux fight Sirius undertook now. Marguerite had disappeared, according to Dumbledore. The gold band adorned with diamonds, moons, and stars found purpose now on Colleen's finger, and Sirius wore its thicker, more masculine mate. On her right hand she wore the ring Sirius had crafted just for her— at its center a diamond created from Colleen's very own tear. Rhiannon, the witch who'd conjured the precious jewel through her unique magic, was a special friend. Colleen counted on her quite a bit in these lonely days without Sirius.

Colleen sighed, her gaze transfixed on the display of Christmas magic before her, and she found herself like the women in the cliché holiday songs, wishing for nothing other than having her beloved walk through her door. She missed his strength and his smell and the warmth of his skin. Her neck craved the tickle of his stubble, and her insides longed to be filled by the pieces of him that were meant for her.

Colleen had been married before, in a rather disastrous experiment, its one salvation being the sweet little boy who slept down the hall. But only these last few months had she begun to know what it meant to have a mate— someone who made you come alive on every level when you were together, and ache on every level when you were apart. Gods, what she'd give to unwrap that wizard beneath the mistletoe that hung just inside the wreathed front door to her flat.

"Colleen Black— I've heard some tales about your escapades that make me inclined to place you on the naughty list this year, but I'm still open to persuasion."

Colleen whipped around and jumped to her feet, not startled but completely overcome with joy. Growing more in tune with magic— especially the magic that was at the root of attraction and love— had her knowing deep down Sirius would come. He must have apparated in at the back of the flat, because she'd missed the "pop" that would have announced his arrival. She felt a wide smile spread across her face, which became damp within seconds from the accompanying tears. Her nose buried itself in the thick flannel shirt that had shielded him from the cold December night. It was somehow warm against her face from his body heat in spite of frigid London winter. His long fingers tucked her curled waves behind her ears, his blue-gray eyes soft and worshipful as he began to kiss her tears away.

"Welcome home, Batman," Colleen sighed happily. For all of one week after meeting her, Sirius had let her believe he was just a man, but there had been many signs of something odd going on in his life. She'd intuited them as him working for some vigilante group to fight organized crime, which wasn't all that far from the truth he’d soon revealed about his role in the magical world. But the vigilante nickname stuck, as Sirius rather liked the persona of a slightly dark, masked superhero.

Sirius didn't respond, just grinning from ear to ear and taking possession of her waist with his strong hands. Their eyes locked and seemed to communicate two months of missed opportunity before he gave a lazy wave of his wand toward the CD player he'd enchanted, commanding it to play soft Christmas tunes. He still had snow scattered throughout his mahogany curls, and they melted one by one as Colleen's fingers raked and twisted their way through her favorite activity.

The flannel shirt offered the slightest glimpse of his neck tattoo— the one from Azkaban. The sight of it always made her heart swell with an aching desire to soothe the pain she knew still hid somewhere in his mind. It would reveal itself in nightmares, grimaces, and faraway stares. She pressed her lips to the ink before continuing loving nuzzles and nips below his ear. Sirius let out a low growl, and Colleen took a deep breath. His scent...god, his scent. It did indescribable things to her. Pixies seemed to clamor in her lower belly.

"Please let me make love to you," Sirius whispered. "All night. In every way."

"Aren't you a bit tired after your journey?" Colleen murmured in reply. Nonetheless, she took both his hands in hers and began walking backward to her bedroom.

Sirius shook his head. "Sweetheart, I'm hungry like the wolf."

She giggled, loving the fact that after two months in the wizarding world and the wilderness, he still tried to use Muggle phrases. "Are you going to talk in corny lyrics and movie lines forever now?"

He laughed in return. "Rhiannon's turning you into a witch, and I'm turning into a Muggle. I guess we'll just meet in the middle and be perfect. Sound like a plan?"

Colleen nodded in the affirmative and started in on his shirt buttons the moment they crossed the bedroom threshold, anxious to drink him in with her eyes. Once the flannel was cast aside, her palms splayed against his warm skin, and she opened her mouth to the deep, hungry kisses Sirius began planting on her lips. He tasted so good; obviously since he'd spent the last two months trekking through the wilderness, he'd brushed his teeth magically. Colleen could taste peppermint and vanilla mixed with a strange yet alluring smoky substance she hadn't tasted on him before.

"Pipeweed," Sirius said with a chuckle in response to the curious "Hmm" she let out upon tasting it.

"Dumbledore and I...errr...celebrated a bit before adjourning for holiday."

"Well, I suppose you deserved it," Colleen said with a laugh. "Though I can only guess what it is or does.”

"It’s rare…mystical…ancient. It really puts you in tune with your deepest senses and urges," Sirius explained. "All I could think about as I slept last night was..." he trailed off, his long fingers grasping the white piping at the bottom of her red nightgown.

Sirius scooted the silk up to rest on her waist, pinned up with the force of his body against hers. His fingers then played with the tops of her thighs where they met her behind, squeezing and kneading, then allowing those deft fingertips to slide lower into the sides of the silky knickers that matched her gown. He teased at the wetness that was already pooling in preparation for him, the pads of his fingers making circles at the very tip of her entrance while his tongue tickled the side of hers. It was still like their first kiss. Whenever he tickled her so gently and lovingly, it always triggered a sensation behind her eyes like she might cry from the emotion it wrought.

"What did you think about as you slept last night?" Colleen asked breathlessly, making sure he didn't forget to let her in on whatever secrets that very dirty mind of his had envisioned.

Sirius ignored her. Whether through true distraction or a desire to string her along, Colleen couldn't tell. "Mmm...so soft...so warm..." he praised her, his hands lifting the silk further now to slide up her stomach. He cupped her breasts, stroking their sides, squeezing like his hands had ached to feel them. Each squeeze sent a throb thundering between Colleen's legs, and she could literally feel herself opening to him— unfurling, hot and swollen.

"Sirius..." she whispered, "Your dream?"

"Hmm? Oh yeah, well..." Sirius walked her over to the bed, his frame pushing her down before he laid on top of her, his tongue now brushing what rivaled the most obvious spots as her favorite spot on her body— that small curve where her jaw met her throat. When Sirius laid his tongue flat against it, it sent her mind whirling.

"Your scent..." he groaned, as if the tiny spot of skin filled his senses with something painful. His hips rutted forward, and his erection was so stiff Colleen thought it might bruise her thigh. Each pulse of it made her pussy throb in turn, a call and response completely out of their conscious control.

“The dream..." she panted as he abandoned the little electric spot on her neck in favor of lapping at her pebble hard nipples instead. She watched his tongue flick and glisten over the aroused peaks before stiffening and moving to the sides of her breasts, teeth sinking into the delicate flesh. Mother of Merlin, she was on fire.

"Dreamed about filling you up," Sirius finally muttered, his voice barely above a growl. His blue gray eyes were almost black now, nearly all pupil as he straightened to free his straining cock. Colleen reached out eagerly to help, excited to view his impressive, godlike inches once again. The wizard deserved a statue in a museum.

"So fill me up," Colleen responded with a sexy smile. "Though I'm sure there was more to it than that."

Sirius grasped his shaft and sank back onto the mattress with her, running his tip over the soaked red silk she still wore. Colleen cried out at the sensation. Just as soon as he'd nestled it there, Sirius removed it to scoot down between her legs, inhaling deeply.

"Fuck...Mine..." It was a primal, guttural declaration. The red silk was soon a thing of the past, sailing across the bedroom and landing on a lampshade. Sirius's nose was soon buried between her folds, even going so far as to enter her, and he breathed again.

"Sirius, what are you...?"

"You know, love," he chided her gently, the vibrations of his words hitting the front wall of her pussy with a jolt. "You've got this dog scent-trained, remember? The smell of this wet pussy makes me want to howl."

"So howl," Colleen dared him. "Assuming you cast a silencing charm?" Colleen didn't know how Muggle parents had any kind of sex life at all without such things.

Sirius smiled sheepishly. "That was metaphorical, darling. Only Padfoot howls, and you've made it quite clear you're not ready for him yet.”

Colleen's face flushed a deep holly berry red. Rhiannon had educated her through their sex magic lessons that an Animagus's partner could lay with their lover's beast form without guilt, since they were still a witch or a wizard in the soul and mind. But Colleen was still way too much of a Muggle to wrap her brain around that, and she wasn't sure that would ever change.

"It's okay, pup," Sirius assured her with a wink. "We have our whole lives ahead of us and plenty of time to explore. I'll only do what my queen wants. But she has to tell me. What do you want, my sweet love?"

Colleen's smile returned. She'd been so shy when they had first met, and Sirius had been merciless with his games of dirty talk. But she was a pro at it now.

"Taste me, Sirius Black," she played along. "Taste me like you've forgotten what I taste like and want to make sure you never forget again. And make me come all over your mouth like I've forgotten how and need to be reminded."

It wasn't a howl, but a growl that once again escaped Sirius's chest as his scratchy brown whiskers descended on the soft skin between her legs. There was no better feeling in the world than Sirius's stubble on her skin. Except maybe his lips on her clit...devouring her clit, drawing the sensitive bud into the protection of her labia and then sucking the whole mound into his mouth, shaking his head like he was tearing at her.

"Ahhhh...uhhh...oh, god..."

Sirius released her. "Not god, love. Your wizard. Say my name."

"Sirius...please...oh, please don't stop..."

His mouth returned to his work, his tonguing interspersed with praises. "Beautiful cunt," he murmured. "Delicious...perfect." Sirius's tongue started to slide in and out her hole, wet and pointed and firm, and Colleen bucked against his face for more pressure.

"Is this what you want love?" Sirius asked, holding up two fingers in a V. "A bit more pressure on those sweet spots?"

Colleen nodded with a wordless whine.

"Words, pup."

“Finger me," she begged, her head throwing back in frustration as the blood kept rushing to her aching center.

Sirius winked again and shook his head excitedly as he dove back in, his shining dark curls tickling her thighs. His tongue snaked around her clit this time and his fingers began to sweep in gentle swishes along her walls, causing her eyes to roll back in her head.

"Oh, Sirius...I can't last...I'm going to come."

“Come, sweetheart," he encouraged her. "Over and over. Let's see how many."

Colleen gave herself over to the waves that started at the depth of her core and spread outward to every nerve, shaking from head to toe and everything in between. Rhiannon had made sure she had toys to continue in her sex magic practices during Sirius's absence, but orgasms with silicone were nothing compared to the ones from Sirius Black's skilled fingers and mouth. Her hands flew to his head, and she jerked instinctively back, but his hands held her firmly in place, his actions not letting up in the slightest.

"It...it’s too much...Sirius...”

His mouth backed off but his fingers kept their insistent prodding. "Work through it, kitten. Focus. You can have another for me, right, love?"

His two fingers curled and pushed hard against her front wall, and suddenly Colleen wanted pressure back on her clit, knowing she could fall over the edge again...could give him what he wanted...

Sirius's mouth was back, this time a suction that held still and waited for her to drive the force. Her hips rutted tight against him, and her fingers desperately raked his curls.

"Yes...Sirius...I'm coming again...hurts…but it, it feels so good..."

More tremors washed over her, sending euphoric pulses through her limbs. Her head fell back into the pillow. Colleen felt a tiny squirt eject within her, and she blinked in surprise. The phenomenon certainly didn’t evade Sirius’s observant eye, and he pulled his fingers from her with a triumphant smirk.

“Ah, there they are— the ‘juices like wine,’” he quoted again from the Duran Duran song.

Colleen could feel a ridiculous grin spreading over face, completely drunk on him, drunk on orgasms. But her comedown didn't even last ten seconds before Sirius’s chest crashed onto hers, and his stiff cock was enveloped in her dripping wet walls. His pace was the same he'd maintained with his hand and mouth, making sure her rhythmic contractions started building once again to the melody he had set.

"Fuck, yeah, so hot and tight, pup. That pussy's missed me...needs me to fill it up...stretch it with my cock...breed it with my cum..."

The words tickled Colleen's eardrum and made it shake like a mini orgasm in her head just from dirty words. It was wrong to feel the way Sirius Black made her feel...it had to be. So dirty, so raw, so out of control. Her nails dug into his back, and she knew he'd be sporting little half moons along his skin from their unyielding grip. She was aware of the delicious friction of every inch of his strained, velvet skin stroking her channel, building to the point of impact between his thick tip and her deepest point, then repeating all over again. If she weren't so aroused it would hurt, but Sirius always knew how to get a lover ready for what he wanted. And he was skilled enough to know that the orgasms from that point, the one deep within the center of her core, were the ones that would send her flying into the stratosphere.

"Mmmm," Colleen groaned, "Your cock feels so good, Sirius. So big...so hard...made for me."

"Made for you, love. You take it like such a good girl. So good for me, kitten."

Sirius was kissing her again, his lips transmitting that magical electricity that hummed in her chest, like it gave life to her heart. Colleen gripped him and threw one leg over his, locking them together while she pushed him onto his back. Those blown pupils gazed up at her, and her fingers massaged over the runes on his pecs, his ribs, his biceps. Her hips gyrated like she was riding an animal— which of course she was, in multiple senses of the word.

"Mmm, yes...I love it when you ride me, sweetheart. When those tits bounce and I can watch that sweet pussy swallow my cock."

Sirius's right hand laid a playful slap on her behind, while his left squeezed her breast. Her own hands came up to lift her long hair off her back before it stuck to the thin film of sweat now covering her. Sirius grabbed his wand off the night table and produced a cool breeze drifting over her, and she smiled gratefully. The pounding of her hips on him became more insistent, and her clit sought more satisfaction, her body lurching forward on him in search of what it needed.

"I got you, love," he murmured, and placed a curved finger against her swell, allowing her to pound on its rigidity as her pussy did the same to his cock's. That point at her center started to ache, twisting back and forth between pain and the promise of exquisite pleasure— so burning, so intense, like it was ready to open up and take every drop of him.

"You're ready for it, aren't you?" Sirius rasped. "Want me to put my baby inside you?”

Colleen didn't (not yet), and she couldn't — she'd taken longer term precautions last year when she'd decided she most certainly didn't want to have another child with her terrible former husband. But none of that mattered to Sirius's favorite game.

“Yes, Sirius, please. Breed me. I want to have your pups." Her hips unleashed a wild torrent upon his rock hard length, and his chiseled, perfectly angled face contorted into pure bliss as he sent the coveted jets spiraling within her. That apex of pain and pleasure within her seemed to snap open to take him, and Colleen let out a deep, strained groan in a voice wholly unlike her own.

"Oh...yeah...sweet girl...feel that? So hot and wet inside you? Fucking mine."

Colleen didn't know if Sirius was talking about his stream or her, but it sounded perfect either way. She shuddered to a stillness atop him, and her body immediately berated her for allowing such a merciless pounding of her most intimate recess.

"Potion," she whimpered, wincing as she carefully dismounted him.

Sirius jumped up, and Colleen was momentarily distracted by appreciation of his tight backside as he made his way to their Potions cabinet. Severus and Rhiannon kept them well stocked since Sirius still couldn't be seen in Diagon Alley. Sirius made his way back to their bed with several bottles, which Colleen met with a look of curiosity.

He grinned and slid under the sheets beside her, lifting the dropper to hover above her tongue. "It's going to be a long night, love. Happy Christmas."

***Like this one-shot? You can find more of my work on AO3 and Wattpad, including the full “Black As Night” novel. Look for username celestialsister0918

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[ablxssm]

Sirius Black a/b/o short coming up? Perhaps. 👀 smut too? Maybeee😅

[dirt-cup-draco]

Okay, I might have already sent this (my phone freaked out, sorry). Anyways, I hope you’re not too bored in the car! I was wondering if you could write something with Sirius, maybe where he’s a shy, adorable dork when the girl he’s crushing on is around! Thank you so so much!

Thank you! The driving was alright, if a bit tiring. I’m in love with all the asks coming in, you guys are great. Also yes! Sirius would definitely be cute and shy at first when crushing on someone. And I’m glad you sent this in again since I didnt get it the first time! <3

Sirius hadn’t been expecting to see you trailing behind Remus as you entered number twelve Grimmauld place. “Look what the cat dragged in,” His friend had said with a teasing smile, arm slung around your shoulders as you smiled. The smile lines around your mouth were apparent and it warmed his heart. He was glad that you had had a lot to smile about since you two had broken up during your school years.

“What the werewolf dragged in, you mean,” Sending a playful wink at Remus who laughed. Most of the time Sirius’ best friend was ashamed of what he was or at least, what was a part of him. Yet you could always get him to smile with a quick joke and that’s why in your fourth year, SIrius had fallen in love with you. 

“Y/N, n-nice to see you,” He stuttered suddenly. Damn him. He still got so damn tongue tied around you. He tried to wink but it looked out of place, forced. Sirius had prided himself on being suave and charismatic. Yet around you, he felt as if he had the stability of a newly born horse trying to walk. You had always had that effect on him.

It had been a terrible mistake to break up with you. He’d thought that you two were both headed in two completely different directions, not fit for one another. Or maybe he had just been sabotaging the best relationship he’d ever had. He hadn’t been wrong you two had gone in very different directions. Spending twelve years of his life locked in Azkaban certainly hadn’t been expected. 

His lips tugged down at the thought. What had you thought of him during that time? Sirius had often thought of you in Azkaban, Remus too, James and Lily more than anything. You’d been close with them too. He hated to think that you had believed that he could betray the people he loved most, his family. 

You had always been to read him and you could tell from the moment he said your name that you didn’t want to be away from him ever again. You had missed Sirius terribly. He had been the constant in your life during your Hogwarts years. He’d left your heart broken in a million pieces however when he had dumped you. You understood his reasons but it had hurt. You’d had hopes that it would last forever. And then years later the news of James and Lily had reached you, as well as who had betrayed them and you’d been besides yourself for weeks. 

Sirius wouldn’t ever do something like that, or at least that’s what you had hoped. Youd denied vehemently that he was working for Voldemort. Thankfully, you had been right. Remus had told you the second that Sirius had explained everything to him, Peter being the monster at fault. You’d demanded to see Sirius after that and so he had brought you with him.

Sirius was looking better than when you’d seen him hollering on the front page of the newspaper, news of his escape. Even that seemed like a distant memory. Now you just wanted to welcome your friend back to life as a semi-free man. Tossing your arms around his neck you melded your body against his as he tensed against the sudden affection.

“Y/N?” He squeaked, surprisingly high for a man his age. You giggled and hugged him tighter, feeling warm when he hugged back with just as much vigor. 

“I’ve missed you,” You sighed happily, taking in the slight differences of his body and smell and hugs and delighting in the many similarities. He was still your same Sirius.

“M-me-me too,” Sirius choked out after some difficulty, “I mean, I missed you too- I didn’t miss me- I-”

“Oh god, you’re worse now than you were when you tried to ask her out for the first time,” Remus noticed and Sirius blushed. You simply giggled and released him from the hug, lovingly patting his cheek as you did. 

“It’s okay Sirius, I’ve always loved seeing you get all shy around me,” You teased, winking at him and leaving his heart a puddle in his chest. 

When had you gotten so smooth? You would be the death of him but after getting a second chance at life, that sounded like the only way to go.