#sirius x you
Sultry | S.B
Paring:Young!Sirius Black X Fem!Lupin!Reader
Summary:One argument gets a little too detailed.
Every sibling had a counterpart. Whether it be one was nice, and one was mean. Or one was smart, and one was incredibly dumb. Every sibling had their contradiction. Remus and Y/n Lupin were no different in the grand scheme of things, but on the outside, they were different people.
I Don’t Believe In You and I
Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: None? Not a happy ending for Sirius. Also I haven’t written for Sirius in a LONG time so as I typically doubt my writing- this is terrible.
Requested: Yes, by @msmb
Summary: Maybe once I did believe that you and I were meant to be. But now you’re gone and I finally see, I couldn’t be anymore free.
Sirius Black was a layered misconception.
It was publicly known that Sirius Black was a charming boy with a dazzling smile and a flirtatious rhetoric that swooned all the girls off their asses. It had even swayed you off your feet and into his arms and at the time you had felt like the luckiest person in the world.
It started like all tragic love stories did. The beginning was like a foggy daydream consisting of days spent dancing in the rain, hours tucked away in corners of the hallway and sipping Butterbeer in Hogsmeade in the booth towards the back. He was all smiles and soft kisses. You were living the dream.
“My love for you…” he told you one snowy outing. “Has vastly exceeded the love I feel for myself.”
You had raised your eyebrows with a grin. “Oh, really? I didn’t think that was possible.”
He had chuckled. “Neither did I.”
Perfect.
But it soon transitioned into one of your worst nightmares.
The second phase of the said dream was when things started to escalate. There were no more dates in Hogsmeade, only outings with his friends. Nights you spent with him he’d only fall asleep. Sirius Black had never been a relationship kind of guy and perhaps you didn’t know this but his friends sure did and no warning was given to you about the consequences.
In classes, he would flirt openly with anyone he set his eyes on. That charming smile you once thought was reserved for you was now openly shared and appreciated by all. You’d watch as he’d flirt and his victim would run their fingers along him whenever they could and you’d have to watch in embarrassment as all your classmates watched your boyfriend shamelessly flirt his heart out with someone else.
“Would you quit it?” you told him one morning over breakfast.
“Quit what?” he asked nonchalantly. His eyes wouldn’t meet yours but the cool unreadable expression remained on his face.
You glared at him. “You know what.”
He turned to you with a knowing look in his eyes despite the lie that left his lips. “I assure you I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
His attitude angered you to no end and you were done with his actions. “Well, you better figure it out.”
With that you had gotten up and left him eating lunch with a slightly shocked look on his face.
The final phase of dreaming was waking up. It was quick and startling and it’s only after you wake-up that you no longer hold the vivid feeling of being within a nightmare. Waking up wasn’t easy for you. However, you could pinpoint the exact moment that you woke and it was the day he had skipped your anniversary dinner.
That was the last straw for you.
“We’re done.” you said, serious but simple. The night air was cold when you finally found him on the trail to Hogsmeade, two and a half hours late. “I’m not even going to waste my breath on you.”
“What?” he replied, mouth dropping slightly. “Look I was about to show up!”
“Yeah!” you exhaled. “Two and a half hours late!” you approached him angrily. “You know, I don’t even know why I waited half an hour, let alone an hour, let alone two and a half! I cared about you too much and look where that left me.”
His face scrunched in frustration. “Cared? I still care about you and you still care about me. That’s how relationships work.”
“Well, if you cared you have a real fucked up way of showing it and I’m starting to think you don’t deserve mine.”
You had shouldered past him, the tears now beginning to stream down your face and for what reason you didn’t know. He didn’t deserve your tears but you had loved him once and love left a lingering sting. Sirius Black, despite all his complexities, was someone who had snuck his way into the crevices of your heart only to leave you feeling more empty than whole.
But now he was out of your life.
And Sirius?
Sirius was more heartbroken than anyone imagined. He knew he was an asshole and it was not something he was proud of. But he remembered all those moments with you where you were tucked in his arms or how you would dance to stupid songs about teenagers in love.
No one had ever made him feel like that before.
In all honesty it terrified him more it should. Youterrified him. The way you made him feel was beautiful but it also made him feel scared… stuck. In the beginning he indulged not knowing how deep those little moments would hit him. And then one day he woke up and realized… he was in love with you.
He was in love with your hair and your eyes and the way you said certain words. He loved the way you told him off and whenever you murmured “I love you” because all his life he had never heard someone say that to him before.
And now that person was gone and he was left standing alone in the snow.
“Fuck.” he muttered.
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It did not take a day to get over someone.
But eventually you moved on. You wouldn’t allow someone to break your heart and ruin your entire life besides that. You came to class the next day with a smile held up on your face and a nice outfit and if the rumor hadn’t spread so quickly around the halls you were sure no one would’ve known Sirius and you were no more.
And that attitude paid off, you met someone new who made you realize you had spent so long believing Sirius had been the one for you. Believing that there was no one else who could possibly mean as much to you as he did. Now you danced with someone who danced in return and continued to do so even when they weren’t feeling up to it. They made your anniversary and reassured you that years more would come.
You gained everything you always wanted.
Sirius lost everything he once had.
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even if nobody loves me i FUCKING KNOW sirius black would.
HI! i’m back on my sirius black bandwagon, and i need something to fill my time with, so i’m gonna start writing again! drop ur most inspirational sirius requests
A little rushed sorry, hope you enjoy. @sunshine-weasley
Warning: 18+!
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„God, baby, you make me so happy“, Sirius murmured against the skin of your neck. „My pretty puppy, my good little girl“
His words made you melt and you gave in, covering his hands on your waist with your own. You were in the kitchen, right in Remus‘ point of view. Sirius grabbed your throat gently from behind and tilted your head on his shoulder, giving you a slow breathy kiss. You felt Remus‘ piercing gaze, being a possessive man, not just over you but Sirius as well, he didn’t enjoy being left out. He clenched his jaw as he watched you kiss and grind, wanting nothing more that to fuck you senseless and decided to get back to his conversation with Arthur, who was telling him a story from the ministry. Nodding politely he tried to listen, which was working well until his enhanced hearing picked up your soft gasps. Looking over he lost his composure when he saw Sirius‘ hand down the front of your pants. Excusing himself he made his way over to you, shutting the kitchen door and charming it.
„Having fun without me I see, how inconsiderate…“, Remus drawled, taking your face in his hands. „I could hear your beautiful sounds all the way to the living room, pretty girl.“
You gave him a shy smile, leaning your head up to kiss him, your ass grinding against Sirius‘ covered erection as he kissed your neck.
„Does my pretty girl need anything, hm? Tell me baby, what do you want Remmy to do?“
You hummed lowly, „Want you cock Remmy, please?“
Remus groaned against your mouth. „Your wish is my command pup.“
Sirius had been busy stripping you naked, picking you up to put you on the table.
“Spread your legs puppy”, his voice was gruff, when he spoke.
Spreading your legs you leaned back on your elbows, feeling vulnerable when the two males only stood there, still fully clothed.
Remus saw your squirming and took a seat on the chair next to Sirius. “Touch yourself pup.”
Sirius leaned forward, giving you a small kiss on your clit, before he spits on your pussy, “Now touch yourself.”
That made you even hornier than you already were, fingers moving towards your clit rubbing it gently, spreading around Sirius’ spit. The two males leaned back further, watching intently as you pushed one finger into your cunt, fucking yourself in a slow pace.
Sirius was breathing heavy, the one with the least amount of self-control after you, and leaned forward in his chair. His forehead against your leg he, kissed your inner thigh, biting the flesh. His curly hair tickled your skin. “Look at our pretty baby Moony. So eager to please. C’mon puppy, another finger.”
You complied, pushing in another finger and curled them, hitting your sweet spot as you let out a whine. Throwing your head back you fucked your fingers, thumb on your clit rubbing fast.
“Yes, just like that my love. Such a pretty pussy baby, it’s ours, isn’t it?”, Remus taunted, self satisfactory expression adorning his face.
“Yes Remmy s’yours fuck-” Your voice trembling you gave them a pleading look. “Please let me cum!”
“Go ahead puppy, come for us like a good girl. Fuck, thats it…” Sirius said breathlessly, leaning forward to kiss the fingers inside of your cunt. Remus took them out, placing them against Sirus’ lips and the latter licked them clean, eyes on Remus. Pulling away with a pop, he released your hand and kissed Remus to share the taste.
Remus pushed Sirius back down on his chair by his shoulders, breaking their kiss with one last peck. “Want you to watch how I fuck her Pads.”
Sirius let out a lustful moan, licking his lips eagerly. “Let me fuck her mouth then.”
Them talking about you like you weren’t even there made you squeeze your legs, ready for another round with your men. Turning around you got on your knees on the table, bending your back gracefully in an elegant curve. You watched over your shoulder as Remuslet his hands glide down your body, admiring the shivering skin. His mouth followed, kissing the curve of your hips down to your ass, grazing the flesh with sharp canines.
“Look at my gorgeous cunt, so pretty and soaking. Gonna fuck oyu nice and slow, make you cum. My pretty baby deserves it.” Remus murmured, rubbing the head of his cock on your slit, teasing you by pushing in and out.
“Remmy please, don’t tease…”
Remus pushed in, fucking you in languid strokes, the curve of his cock hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. You pushed back against him, spreading your legs further. “Taking me so well. My beautiful pup. Making me feel so good.”
Sirius pulled his pants down in front of your face, his cock rubbing against your lips. His took himself in his hand, squeezing out the pearls of precum ofer your tongue. “Open wide, puppy.”
You took him in your mouth, suckling at the tip, your tongue stroking along the throbbing vein on the underside. Sirius cooed, “Pretty puppy, so talented. So good at sucking my cock. God, your gorgeous face looks so good sucking me off.”
His words encourged you to suck harder, making him his and pul lyou by your hair. The way you were looking at him made him fuck your face hard, spit dribbling down his cock onto thte table.
Remus matched his pace, fucking you fast, nails digging into your hips. “Such a good pup, wanting us to feel good even when guests are over. So perfect.”
You moaned around Sirius’ cock at Remus words, pushing back. Your moans turned into whimpers when Remus rubbed your clit, cunt squeezing around him.
He was losing himself in you, hips rutting against you brutally, making you choke around Sirius’. The latter wa srelentless, not letting you breathe, your nose mushed against his pubic bone. You were engulfed from both sides, the only thing you cared about was getting their cum.
“Keep sucking pupp- fuckpuppy m’gonna cum in ahin your mouth-” Sirius pushed your head down by your hair and you choked, shrieking as you came at the same time he exploded in your mouth.
“Fucktake it baby. There we go, fuckgimme a kiss..”
Remus pulled you back by your throat kissing you deeply as he came inside of you, cum dripping down your thighs.
Sirius scooped the cum up with his fingers, smearing it on your mouth and kissed you, both of you moaning at the taste of your husband.
Remus recovered pretty quick, damn his werewolf stamina, and tucked himself back.
“C’mon get decent and join us in the living room.”
Fuck, hopefully Remus didn’t forget the silencing charm.
You & Me | Part Two | Sirius
A/N: Here’s part two! You won’t get a choice after this one. Instead, you’ll be merged back into the main story :) Click here for part one.
KEY:
- y/h = Your house
- y/f/h = Your favorite hobby
- y/f/q/t = Your favorite Quidditch team fan
You nodded, “You’re right. He’d probably rather be alone anyway. He always does that when he’s upset…”
“So,” Sirius said as the two of you started walking in the direction of your next class, “Tell me about yourself.”
Gazing up at him, your books pressed tightly to your chest, you smiled, “What do you want to know?”
He grinned down at you, “Everything.”
By the time you made it to Defence Against the Dark Arts, you and Sirius knew the basic ins and outs of each others lives. He knew that you were a y/h, you enjoyed y/f/h, and that you were a diehard y/f/q/t.
As you made your way down the last corridor before you reached class, Sirius asked you about your family.
“My family?” You had repeated, making sure you had heard his question right.
“I told you,” He smiled, “I want to know everything about you.”
You shrugged, “There’s not much to tell, really. I’m the first witch/wizard in my family, so they were a bit surprised when I received my letter. Proud, but unsure. They don’t really understand the whole magic thing.”
“So you’re a muggleborn?” He asked, his eyes focused on yours rather than the influx of students in the corridor.
“Yes,” You answered, raising a brow, “Is that a problem?”
He shook his head, “Not in the slightest. I’m a pureblood, come from a wizarding family that goes back too far for comfort, so I’ve rarely interacted with muggles. Always been a bit curious, that’s all.”
“Well, my family is as muggle as they come. They’re more interested in football than they are in Quidditch. Not that I blame them. The idea of flying on a broom and dodging balls in the air seems a bit strange. But I like it well enough.”
“You should come to the next game,” He said, his voice lilting.
“Why, are you playing next?” You asked, as you made your way to the door.
“No, but I was wondering if you’d like to go to the next game together. Neither of our houses are playing, so it’d just be a chance to watch the game.” Sirius smiled, raking a hand through his hair.
“I’d like that, very much.”
You went to open the door, expecting Sirius to follow after you, but he didn’t.
“Are you coming, Sirius?” You asked, confusion masking your face.
He let out a long sigh, “Can I be honest with you?”
“I had hoped you’d been honest since we started talking, but go ahead.”
“I don’t really have Defense Against the Dark Arts right now. I just wanted an excuse to talk to you.” He admitted, chewing on his bottom lip.
“So you lied to me?” You said with a frown.
He swallowed, bowing his head, “Yes. And I’m sorry. But I don’t regret it. Lying, yes, but not talking to you.”
Nodding, you looked to your classroom, “Well, you can make it up to me at the Quidditch game tomorrow.”
His eyes shot up to meet yours, cheeks flushing, “You still want to go?”
“Don’t be late.”
Sirius nodded, “I won’t. I promise. I’ll meet you in front of the Great Hall?”
“Sounds like a plan.”
“I’ll see you then, Y/N.”
Smiling, you entered your classroom, “See you then.”
