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EMOJIS FOR WHEN YOU DON’T LAUGH AT AN UNFUNNY JOKE AND THEN THE ANTICLOWN PUNCHES YOU IN THE UNFUNNY BONE AND YOU START WAILING AND SOBBING CUS OF HOW UNFUNNY IT IS
Summary: (request) Sirius sneaking his boyfriend into Grimmauld Place for some sneaky sexy times with the added twist of pain.
Pairing: Sirius Black x Male Reader
Word Count: 2777
Key: (Y/N)- your name.
Warnings: Very much nsfw, includes post-nut SOBBING (I’m sorry, Sirius) as well mentions of abuse if you squint. Happy ending I swear.
A/N: Come get your juice lol. I’m sorry I haven’t been writing that much, but I got an apartment! So I’m officially moving out on Monday! I hope I’ll be able to make another fic before school starts, please do send in some requests for the reserves pFfft
You were pushed down unexpectedly into the bushes as the door was answered. You rubbed your side as you kept an ear out for your boyfriend who knocked on his own door. You think he’s forgotten the keys at your place.
“Mother.” You heard Sirius say a little too cheery, but his usual sarcastic manner, earning what you hoped was a small smack against the head and a sigh followed by the click clack of small heels against wood. You then felt an arm grab you, pulling you fully up on your feet, you opened your mouth to stay something, but “SH.” He whispered loudly and you frowned, getting a guide in fast motion through the house and up the stairs. He stopped you midway through climbing to the second floor, casting a darkness spell that covered you both in the corner. You cursed yourself when you remembered James’ offer for the invisibility cloak. Just as you cursed in your mind, you both saw Orion Black pass you as though you were nothing more than flies on the wall. You thanked old wizard families and their lack of electricity.
You heard Sirius audibly sigh as he walked down the stairs rather than up, looking dressed for dinner. You would’ve sighed if it weren’t for your immediate view into the drawing room, Sirius’s little face glowing in the candle light below. He threw a glance your way, a quick shut it, but you were sure to mention his adorable little cheeks the next time you could. Thoughts interrupted by your boyfriend’s hand once more you were dragged across the next flight of stairs, this emergency being the short dark haired boy right in front of you. You could’ve sworn you saw his lungs inhaling ready to shout, but he just sighed, put his head down and squeezed past both of you and down the stairs. “I don’t-“ “SH.” Sirius repeated once more, pulling you up the last flight of stairs and to the fourth floor. You were both out of breath and smiling ear to ear. The door to Sirius’s room brandished with a stop sign you’re sure he stole. How he was allowed to keep it up was not to your knowledge, but you entered.
You had never been in his room and it was not what you imagined. The amount of red and gold in the room almost made you want to burn your eyes with the added laundry pile that you suspected was untouched by the house elves for whatever Sirius logic he had behind it. “Wow. It’s so…” “Chic? Fantastic?” “Gryffindor.” He deadpanned and stared at you, rolling his eyes. He fell back into a black armchair that was covered in a Gryffindor blanket, you don’t even know how he got it or if the school even sold those. He patted the armchair next to him which wasn’t as decorated, dawning a simple red throw over. You too collapsed onto the chair, sinking into the soft, definitely ridiculously expensive pillows. Now what, you thought. You had thought about what you were going to do. You had played back pushing this asshole into the sheets of his bed and kissing him until your mouth was sore, but you didn’t think you’d get this far. Sitting on his expensive armchair, surrounded by more red than you’d ever seen in your life. “So… Now what?” Sirius voiced out your thoughts minus the overwhelming red.
Contrary to the popular belief of the girls in your year, Sirius Black was the furthest thing from smooth you had ever experienced. He was messy, flirty of course, but overall incompetent and undeniably charming. He slowly moved his hand to yours before pulling away. “You want a drink” He blurted out, getting up quickly from the chair, his voice cracked mid sentence. “Of course.” You replied, following him to the bed where he pulled a 3 quarter fill bottle of fire whiskey from under it. He passed the bottle to you, watching your throat and hands intently as you unscrewed the bottle taking a sip. You passed to him and watched him chugged twice as much as you did, smiling goofily. “I better catch up” You laughed, moving closer to him, until your legs touched. You swear you could see him gulp comically as he pushed the bottle to you again. You decided to take a larger sip, groaning slightly at the burn that ran down your throat.
“So.” He spoke up after a little while of getting drunk together, moving to lay down the bed, staring at the small glow in the dark stars on the ceiling. “So?” You questioned him, laying down opposite him, your hands on your chest as you also fixed your vision on the stars. “We’re here.” He tried saying as nonchalantly as possible, sneaking his hand to his side and toward you. “Mhm. In your bedroom.” You added, making him pause his hand movement for a moment before hesitantly continuing. “Drinking.” He said. “Ha Yeah.” You moved your hand to meet in the middle, but as you hands met there was a knock at the door. You quickly managed to part far enough away that it would at least seem like he just invited a “friend” over. “What?!” He shouted, you both heard a reply back from a firm woman, Walburga. “Your father and I would actually like you at the dinner table for once, Sirius.” A shiver travelled up your spine as you heard her speak, you’d never actually heard her. It was as regal as you imagined. “No thanks.” He simply said, you heard a huff outside the door and footsteps down the stairs along with a string of insults followed them. “Unforgivable. Unacceptable. Completely inappropriate.” Sirius sighed and looked at you, his shoulders relaxed slightly. “She wouldn’t barge in. Doesn’t like all the red” He whispered to you, finally making the first move of straddling you. You gasped slightly, an unexpected move on his part.
He dipped down into a kiss, dragging your lips upwards into it as he pulled away, grinding his hips downwards. “You’re a cocky bastard” You moaned softly, sitting up so you could get an advance. You didn’t know how this night would go, but you both had a feeling about it. You put your hands on his back, pulling him towards you for another kiss, a deeper one. One that muffed a moan in your mouth as you bucked your hips upwards into his. “Y-You’re one to talk, love.” He stuttered out as you pushed him down into the bed, getting onto him now. You grinded slowly and hard, his hips stuttering upwards at yours for more friction, but you held him down keeping your excruciating pace as he helplessly moaned as quietly as he could. “We’ll see about that.” You smirked confidently as you kissed his neck, exploring up his jawline, sloppy open mouthed kisses placed on any open skin of his neck.
You helped him pull of shirt, knocking the now empty bottle of fire whiskey to the floor. You thanked Merlin for the rug under the bed. “You look beautiful, I just wanna kiss you everywhere.” You said, fulfilling your promise as you immediately latched onto him, leaving hickeys on his stomach, moving to his nipples. You took it in your mouth, sucking and flicking your tongue over the already swollen skin. Sirius put a hand over his own mouth, his free hand on the back of your neck, pulling at you as you sucked. He grinded on any surface he could find which was currently your thigh pressed against his boner. It was starting to get hot between you both. The grinding and the fire whiskey was making it sweaty. You stopped, Sirius helping you pull off your shirt between kissing.
You somehow managed to get your pants off in the process. You grinded your crutches together, heavy breathes between you as you leaned down to kiss him more deeply, biting his bottom lip and swallowing his pornographic moans. You were almost naked besides your underwear and all Sirius had left was his pants, but you both forgot it was an element as you continued to make out. You could hear from the desperate bucking of Sirius’s hips that he was getting closed. “You’re so beautiful, Sirius. So hot.” You said between kissing him, holding him close as he started to thrust against you harder. “Such a good slut.” He moaned a little to loudly, making you hush him with a hand on his mouth.
“Are you gonna cum, my love?” You whispered in his ear softly as he continued grinding your leg, he nodded. You removed the hand as he hugged you, shaking slightly as he reached the edge. You unbuttoned his jeans, slipped a hand past the waistband of his underwear, using the gather precum as a little bit of lube to jerk him off faster. His breath was shaky as he grinded against your palm, sweat running down his brow as you kissed his jaw more. “I-I’m gonna cum.” Sirius stuttered out, his thrusts becoming more frantic. “Cum for me, Pads.” You crashed your lips together as he whimpered into your mouth, spilling his load in his pants and partly on your hand. He let out a shaky breath as he rode his high, letting you rub the head of his dick. He whimpered, pulling away from the kiss to breath. “I love you” He said suddenly, his hand moving to the back of your neck to bring you in for a short peck. “I love you too, Pads.” You said in between kisses. “I wanna leave with you” He said more frantically, kissing along your face down to your jaw and then neck. “I’ll take you wherever you want to go, love.” You shakily breathed out as he gave you a hickey at the base of your neck. Kissing and sucking your soft spots. “Away from this place?” He asked, his breath tickling your neck as he stopped. “Far, far away.” You said, pulling away from, positioning yourself between his legs, your hands going to take off his pants.
You were about to take off Sirius’s pants, the cum stain on his pants starting to show. You heard a sniff and looked up at him. There were tears in his eyes. “Oh no. Did I do something? Are you okay?” You quickly moved to his face, holding it in your hands, wiping his tears. “N-No. I’m okay, I’m fine.” He sobbed, moving his hands onto you, as you searched into his eyes. You shushed him as stroked his face softly, moving both of you into the bed. He laid his head on your chest and cried. “You’re fine.” You whispered, stroking his hair softly. Your head was spinning now that you laid down, your vision blurred a little to the left. You imagined Sirius probably felt worse. “You’re okay” You shushed him, rocking slightly as you attempted to relax him. You can hear him hiccup as he continues to sniff. You continued to shush him and stroking his hair as he whispered the odd “It’s fine. I’m fine. We can carry on.” and you just comforted him. Letting him know it was fine to wait a while, you were both drunk and tired. You stayed awake as long as you or at least for as long as it took for the crying boy to fall asleep in your arms. You sleepily pulled the duvet over the both of you, holding him close to your chest as you too fell asleep.
You were woken up by a knock on the door, Sirius jolting up next to you in one motion looking mad with his insane case of bed head and still very shirtless from the night before. You on the other hand were stripped down to your briefs and now looking at the door like a deer in headlights. You almost forget you were in the Black’s residence. You heard a not very cheery and more depressing voice from the other side of the door. “Sirius. You and your “friend” need to be out before mum and dad wake up.” You heard, thank Merlin, Regulus outside the door. A relieved yet suspicious look on Sirius’s face taught you that this was not a regular occurrence. You took a look at the clock on the wall, 5am. You were lucky.
You scrambled out of bed, pulling your pants off the floor, almost tripping on the bottle of fire whiskey on the floor. You groaned thinking of the night before. Sirius didn’t decide to move yet, falling back on the bed with a groan and blush painted on his face. “What?” You asked, turning to him. He shook his head slightly, not wanting to answer you at this time of the morning. “If you don’t sneak me out of this hellhole, you’ll never hear the end of it.” He sighed, pulling the duvet off and lazily getting up, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. He scratched his stomach, picking up a shirt from the floor and over his head. You pointed at his pants making him blush and went to look around the laundry pile for a pair of pants, slipping off his stained pants for new ones.
“Do you have to go now?” He pouted, moving to you, tucking his head into your neck. “You know I don’t want to leave you, Pads.” You huffed, rubbing his back softly. “If you’re really so upset. You can join me for breakfast.” You added, pulling away from him to give him a kiss on the forehead. He groaned louder at the idea of leaving the house before the sun was even up. “Come on, (Y/N). If you love me, don’t leave me” He pouted as hard as he could. “And get murdered? No thanks.” You put your hands on his cheeks, squishing his face in your hands. You pulled away, grabbing a sock from the floor and the other floor sock from the armchair.
All dressed and ready, both of you sneak down the stairs, careful not to step on creaky floorboards. Sirius whispered “Kreacher.” A small pop and the grouchy house elf was in front of them, staring at your knees instead of your eyes. “What, Master Sirius?” He said rather loudly, rolling his eyes when you both shushed him. “My friend here needs one of my coats and maybe some breakfast to go.” He turned to you. “Would you like breakfast?” He asked you, you shook your head as politely as you could. “I’ll get some on the way home.” Sirius nodded and turned back to Kreacher. “No on the breakfast, but I will need a coat. Maybe one for me as well… and my slippers.” He said to the small house elf. Kreacher groaned, popping out and back in with Sirius’s usual leather jacket and a fancy looking coat. “That will be all.” Sirius ended, taking the leather jacket, putting it on and then helping you into the green-ish petticoat which was a bit big for you. You could imagine Sirius would drown in it.
“So you changed your mind?” You cocked an eyebrow at Sirius and he shrugged, opening the door for you. “Boyfriends first.” He bowed a little, making you giggle quietly. You had both successfully escaped the house and were going down the long street, you were kicking up little piles of gravel on the roads while Sirius whistled absentmindedly, staring at his feet as he walked. The cool air felt like it was strangling you as you walked.
You didn’t want to mention last night, but you feel like you had to. “You know it’s okay if you don’t want to yet.” You said quietly as you moved closer to him, holding his hand. “I know.” He said blankly, giving your hand a squeeze. “Okay.” You said softly back, pulling him closer, his face now inches away from yours. He blushed looking away. “What if someone sees?” He said shyly, his voice dying in his throat as you brushed your lips against his. “Then they’ll have to tear me off you.” You said, crashing your lips together, holding the back of his neck perfectly in your free hand. You still kept your hands together, pulling it up to your heart, holding it close. You broke the kiss, peppering his face with a few more kisses before pulling him behind you, leaving him a blushing mess. “Come on, sleepy head. ‘m hungry.” You groaned grumpily with the biggest smile on your face as he trailed behind you.
