Title: Our Tree, Our Island Author:mrscake Pairing: Severus/Sirius Rating: (nc21) Word Count: 11,836 Warnings: lots of kinks, if you don't want to know don't highlight, Stranded on an island, oath, voyeurism, toys, solo wanking, mutual wanking, legillimens sex, oral sex, dirty talk, cross-dressing, wall (well tree) sex, orgasm denial, slight bestiality. Some rabbits were harmed in the making of this fic.* Summary: Severus and Sirius get stuck on an island without their wands, kinkiness all around
I’ve had to separate this story into two because it was too long for one entry.
Our Tree, Our Island part two.
They lay there in silence, each contemplating the events of the last few days, months even. Severus knew his feelings had been changing, even if he had ignored them, something he could no longer do. When Sirius had stopped being needlessly cruel to Severus it had allowed Severus to see the true Sirius, the one Lily trusted and liked enough to call him godfather to her son, the Sirius who cared enough about his friend he learned to become an animagus to give him some peace during a trying time. Much to Severus’ astonishment he found that Sirius to be one of the few people he could tolerate, that, in and of its self, had been a revelation, but when that feeling had morphed into lust, that day a few months ago, when Harry had dragged Severus to Grimmauld Place for an Order reunion. Harry had been busy helping Kreatcher and Molly to cook, he’d been sent to hurry Sirius along, walking into the bedroom without knocking he saw Sirius fresh from the shower drying his hair, leaving the rest of him uncovered. Thankful his appearance had gone un noticed, Severus closed the door, willed the colour from his cheeks and knocked. The lust however, was developing too, and Severus could not tell for sure what that meant.
Sirius was also examining his thoughts and feelings. He had always been drawn to Severus in one way or another, like all little boys who don’t know what to do with their feelings, but rather than pulling pigtails he did all he could to get Severus’s attention the only way he knew how. As it turned out, the only way he knew was to be a total twat, but no longer, he could admit to himself now that he had feelings for Severus, and everything he did to get his attention from now on, it would do nothing to hurt Severus.
Severus was woken from his sleep by his bed partner’s whimpering cries. Sirius was clutching his robe and crying in his sleep, obviously in the throes of a night terror. Unsure of what to do, Severus pulled Sirius gently into his arms and stroked his hair.
“Shhh, Sirius, love, it’s all right, it’s only a dream. I won’t let anyone hurt you. You’re all right. Wake up for me Sirius, love.”
Sirius’s eyes fluttered open, “Where am I?”
“We’re in our tree, on our island,” Severus told him gently.
“I’m not back there, then” Sirius asked meekly. It was obvious to Severus now that Sirius was still asleep.
“You’re with me, love, not in Azkaban, or your parent’ house. You’re with me and you’re safe. Sirius nodded “Safe with Sev,” Sirius cuddled closer to Severus and closed his eyes again.
“Sweet dreams, Siri, love,” Severus stayed awake for a long time watching Sirius sleeping in his arms.
Sirius woke first and sighed in contentment at the lovely warmth he was surrounded by. Opening his eyes, he realised he was held securely in Severus’ arms. Smiling he extracted himself without waking the other man.
Moving as quietly as he could, Sirius added wood to the fire and knelt down in front of the trunk he’d found in a little cove on the beach.
The contents were dry if rather musty; the chest must have been water proof. Inside, he found a woman’s hairbrush and all manner of things that muggles would call potions and lotions.
Underneath were several items of clothing and Sirius carefully extracted each item.
“What on earth do you have there?” Severus asked, sitting up on the platform.
“I found it washed up. This looks like a diary,” Sirius held a black leather bound book up for Severus to see. Opening it to the last entry, Sirius read aloud. “‘The year of our lord 1796, the endless sea is becoming ever more tedious, I find myself driven to distraction for the want of something to occupy my time, I have began a new project, thank heavens I had the foresight to pack my silks and fabric....’ it keeps on like that. 1796 wow that’s old. There’s lots of material and stuff for sewing, and looks like ten dresses, and whatever this is.” Sirius held up the foreign items.
Severus jumped down and joined him. Plucking one of the items out of Sirius’s hands, he held it the right way up and grinned, “This is a pair of knickers.”
“But they’re huge!” Sirius exclaimed.
“Women wore them like this, they were meant to reach below the knee like shorts,” He explained, as he plucked up another item, “This is a corset; it’s designed to pull in at the waist and accentuate the chest to make your form more feminine.” Sirius took out one of the dresses, “By Merlin, this woman must have been tall. They are long enough for one of us.”
“Or it was not a woman at all,” Severus offered as an alternative option.
“Why would a bloke wear them?” Sirius asked taking back the knickers to feel them.
“For the feel of all the silk and lace, it can be quite erotic.”
“Have you ever?” Sirius asked not being able to fully ask the question that was burning images into his mind.
“A few times, it can be very exciting to walk around, all dressed up, with no one knowing who you really are. And being chatted up by a handsome Gryffindor Sex God did wonders for my ego.” Severus offered with a smirk.
Sirius looked shocked. “When? Who?” He asked stupidly.
“Our Leaving Ball, and you. You had the reputation among the girls of being a sex god.” Sirius laughed. “You were the woman in red? Thank fuck for that, it explains why I found myself drawn to you considering I’m gay. As for the rumours, they were just that. It started in our fifth year, I kissed some girl, and realised I was getting nothing out of it so I left, and the next thing I knew half the girls in the school were saying they’d slept with me.”
“I’m surprised you remembered me, even though you didn’t know it was me.”
“I remember meeting the only woman I ever wanted to shag. It was a big thing, for me, I wouldn’t forget. I remember when you left, you said I’d see you again, I didn’t realise I’d seen you so often,” Sirius grinned.
“I only left because you growled at me that you wanted to fuck my brains out against the closest available surface.”
“Did the thought of it disgust you so much you felt the need to run?” Sirius asked bitterly.
“Hardly. I left because had I stayed I would have let you.”
Sirius looked at Severus with his eyes wide. “Even then?” He asked.
“Even then.” Severus confirmed, “I could dress you if you like, see what you think about it. Or would you prefer I wore one for you?” Severus asked.
“How about both?” Sirius asked, looking back at the dresses and started taking them out of the chest and hanging them up over a very convenient low hanging branch.
“Fine, but I want the green one,” Severus demanded, eyeing the dress appreciatively.
“I’ll take the dark blue one. Severus, what will you do now when I tell you I want to fuck you?” Sirius asked, looking at Severus slyly.
Severus’s breath hitched. “I will probably ask where you want me,” Severus answered with the total honesty the oath demanded.
“And what if I want you to fuck me?” Sirius turned to face Severus now, lust shining in his eyes.
“I’ll probably forget all propriety and see how loud I can make you scream my name.” Sirius moaned loudly, “I like the sound of both of those. Perhaps we should keep some of the dresses, for ourselves, and you can use the rest of what’s in there for whatever you like.”
“Agreed,” Severus peered, “Now come and sit on this log, and cast your charm to remove hair while I gather the things we will need.”
It took, what felt like, hours, with Severus pulling and pushing and generally making him feel like a dress shop doll. His only consolation was everything Severus was doing to him he was also, doing to himself. But eventually Sirius stood their looking down in awe at his very feminine looking body.
“I wish I had a mirror,” he complained.
“Take a step back,” Severus commanded. Sirius did so, “Legilimens,” Severus incanted. They could now see themselves through the others eyes. Sirius wondered at Severus’s skill of turning someone as masculine and oafish as himself into the female he could see now.
Severus pulled back and gave Sirius a rare smile, “You look beautiful.”
“And you look ravishing.”
“Are you going to do something about that?” Severus asked with a step forward, “what would you like, Siri?”
“I need you inside me Severus; I’ve never felt a pull towards someone this strong before. And I need you to kiss me, please,” Sirius all but begged.
“I thought kissing was for the one you love,” Severus teased.
“It is, it very definitely is” Sirius moaned as Severus cupped his face in his both hands.
“I agree; kissing is too personal to be done with someone you have no love for,” then Severus dipped his head and claimed Sirius’s mouth in a hot passionate kiss, they each poured all their emotions into that kiss, praying that the other would understand.
Severus was the first to pull back reluctantly, panting.
“Severus please, please take me, I don’t think I can wait any longer.”
Severus rested his head against Sirius’, “Then I suppose I shall resign myself to waiting until after I have made you mine for you to make me yours. Where would you like to be?” Severus asked.
“I want to be against our tree, with my skirts pushed up around my back,” Sirius moaned, he’d been thinking about this since the conversation started.
“You are very wonton,” Severus commented.
Sirius reached up and kissed Severus lightly, “Sometime I am, sometimes I’m very dominant. It depends what mood I’m in.”
“Good, now turn around,” Severus commanded.
Sirius braced himself against their tree and gasped as fingers trailed their way up his leg, pulling his dress up with them. Severus snaked a hand in front of Sirius, “That lube on command you mentioned,” Sirius covered Severus’s hand with his own and whispered the proper spell, “Thank you love,” Severus said kissing Sirius’s neck.
Severus put some of the lube on his cock and then pressed a wet finger to Sirius’s entrance, easing his way in gently, “Alright?” he asked as he began to pump his finger in and out.
“Another,” Sirius moaned.
Severus happily complied, pushing a second finger past Sirius’s tight pucker and carefully stretching him before added a third.
“Enough, Please! Now! Need...”
Severus smirked at having reduced his lover to one word sentences, and, positioning himself, Severus pushed his way in, and paused to give Sirius time to adjust.
“Fuck, close, too close,” Sirius panted.
Severus took the leather strap from his hair and snapped it in place around Sirius’ cock, “Not yet, only when I say,” Severus commanded.
Sirius moaned but bucked back, begging for Severus to do something. Severus started to thrust, slowly, at first but speeding up, “You feel so good around me Siri, so tight, so hot, so right,” Severus babbled.
“Fuck Sev, I love this, I love you, fuck me harder Sev please,” Sirius screamed. The use of the L word pushed Severus over the edge and he came shouting Sirius’s name, causing Sirius to scream out in a dry orgasm that left them both panting. Severus pulled out with a soft sigh, “Now fuck me.”
With a growl worthy of his canine counterpart, Sirius reversed their positions and lifted Severus’s hips so he could wrap his legs around his waist, “I know another spell,” Severus felt the spell loosen and wet his insides and he groaned with the coolness of it.
“Ready Sev, love?” Sirius asked, his still hard cock pressing against Severus’s hole.
“Merlin, yes.”
Sirius lovingly lowered Severus on to his waiting cock and stilled.
“Don’t stop please, I don’t want gentle not this time, Need you to fuck me hard,” Severus was panting already and his cock was reawakening.
Sirius didn’t respond verbally, he simply started pounding into Severus with abandon. All Severus could do was hold onto Sirius’s shoulders and enjoy the ride, which he was immensely.
“Please Severus, I need to come, please let me come,” Sirius begged.
Reaching between them, Severus unclasped the ring and Sirius grasped Severus’s cock and pulled it in time with his thrusts, “Come with me, Severus,” Crying out wordlessly, Severus complied with the command given.
Sirius lowered Severus to the ground and lay him on his side, his skirts still rucked up around his waist. Grinning wolfishly, Sirius used Severus’s moment of post-coital bliss to transform into Padfoot. The smell was intoxicating, and so without hesitation, Padfoot bent his head to Severus’s leaking anus and began to lap it clean.
Severus jumped and looked behind him, groaning as he spread his legs wider to allow for easier access. Severus’ third climax was a shock for him.
Severus woke some time later, naked and wrapped in Sirius’s arms.
"Your awake then, love," Sirius stated, before Severus opened his eyes.
"I could get used to waking up like this. How in Merlin’s name did you get me up here?" Severus asked, sitting up.
"I carried you."
"How long was I out for?"
"About fifteen minutes, not long,” Sirius told him stroking the hair out of Severus’s eyes.
“I’ve never been fucked into unconsciousness before,” Severus told him, reaching up to give Sirius a gentle kiss. “And I can’t remember the last time I had more than one orgasm in a bout.”
“So the three we had is meant to take it out of us.”
“Three, so that last time, you....” Severus blushed.
“Padfoot came from touching you,” Sirius confirmed with a nod, “What do you want to do for the rest of the day?”
“Lay by the fire and relax.”
“Now that sounds like a good plan. You’d best put a robe on or you’ll get no rest,” Sirius leered as Severus stood to get down from the tree.
“Same goes for you Siri-Love.”
Sirius jumped down and caught Severus’s lips in a slow deep kiss, “I love when you call me ‘love,’” to Sirius’ delight, Severus blushed.
They spend the day lounging by the fire, chatting over old times, the good, the bad, and the shared. Severus had the rabbit skins all around him, and occasionally Sirius would transform and go fetch some more rabbits to complete their blanket.
When it was getting dark, Severus stood, and shook out his workmanship with a flourish. “Shall we go to bed?”
The blanket had been sown in a way that half could be on the floor of their platform for them to be comfortable on the fur, and the other half would be pulled over them with the fur on top.
to keep them warm.
“It’s beautiful Sev, you do great work,” Sirius stated as he ran gentle fingers through the fur.
“Why thank you kind sir,” Severus said in a sotto voice.
Sirius laughed, “I do love you, Severus.”
“I love you too, Sirius.”
“I’m glad we came here, and made that silly vow, it was the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“I know exactly how you feel, love,” Severus pulled Sirius into his arm and they sighed, as one in contentment, before drifting off to sleep as the sun disappeared over the horizon.
“Well, they’re alive,” An amused drawl came from the bottom of the tree.
“Proof that miracles do happen,” A female voice added.
“Very true, love.”
“Am I going to have to start calling Snape, Uncle Severus?”
Severus and Sirius sat up and looked down so see Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, and Remus Lupin all looking up at them, grinning like loons.
“Looks like a rescue attempt to me, Sev,” Sirius observed a smile spreading across his face.
“Well, go get our guests something to drink, I’ll cook us some fish for breakfast,” Severus said leaning over and kissing Sirius gently, making the people below to gasp.
Sirius grinned, “Have you guys eaten?” he asked as if nothing had happened, as he and Severus jumped down.
“It was supper time when we left,” Remus answered in a daze.
“Of course, I forgot about the time difference. There is plenty of rabbit stew. You’ll have to share bowls since we only have two,” Severus smirked at the two couples, “somehow I don’t think you’ll mind that,” All four blushed.
“So, what’s been happening since we left?” Sirius asked handing around the water, and they made themselves comfortable on the floor by the warm fire.
“We’ve been searching for you,” Harry told them as if explaining something to a small child.
“Oh, is that all? What about you Moony read any good books recently?” Sirius asked, with a straight face.
Severus suppressed a chuckle.
“Remus was telling me about a new book he’s just gotten only the other day,” Hermione said, oblivious to the shaking shoulders of the two marooned men.
“Oh? Was it good for you, too?” Sirius asked, his voice quivering with laughter.
“Miss Granger, if you value my sanity, do not answer that question,” Severus begged, laughing loudly now.
“I knew I’d make you laugh eventually,” Sirius said, delighted.
“What the hell is going on?” Draco demanded looking between the two men.
“We made a vow not to lie, and we found that we could not lie, even to ourselves. Without our built in lies we found we got on well.”
“We found we loved each other,” Sirius told them squeezing Severus’s hand.
“We should probably get back,” Remus said standing.
“I don’t want to,” Severus and Sirius said together. They looked at each other and smiled. “We could go back,” Severus started, “if only to get what we need to live here permanently.”
Sirius pounced on him, kissing him fiercely.
“We can build a proper house for when people stay and when it rains,” Severus finished, helping Sirius up.
“We have enough trees to have plenty of owls, so you can run your potions business from here, and we can use the owls to order things,” Sirius suggested.
“A sound plan. I suppose you four reprobates will only need two rooms when you stay,” Severus teased.
“You mean we’re invited?” Harry asked surprised.
“I would hardly deny the man I love his family.”
“Your family too now, love,” Sirius told him while the others nodded.
“Come on then, we have to go home and pack. And a trip to a sex shop wouldn’t go amiss,” Severus said, causing Draco and Remus to fall over.
Sirius grinned, “You did that on purpose,” he accused.
“Yes, but it doesn’t mean it’s not true.”
Sirius’ laughter rang out again, as they were whisked away from the island.
Their new home.
Together.
One year later. (ish)
Laughter rang out, as was the norm these days on the island.
Severus stood, leaning on the railings he had added to their tree house when they'd first come to live here permanently. There were two other floors now too all using the minimum amount of magic, save for the essentials. Cushioning charms, water proofing and silencing charms were a must.
Severus and Sirius had taken a week to build a proper house in the clearing at the top of the hill. Harry and Draco had come to visit with Remus and Hermione. They came to stay for a weekend, but ended up staying permanently. They had all decided to take the same vow Severus and Sirius had after seeing how happy it had made them, but they too limited it to the island, in case they needed to go back for anything.
Life was easier now that they had their wands and were able to use their magic properly. Severus set up an Owl order potions business, with Draco and Hermione as his assistants. Severus was working on a cure for lycanthropy, on the side. He was making good headway. Harry who seemed to have an affinity with them took care of the owls. He seemed to know them all on sight, and probably did. He also took care of the gardens they had planted together, keeping them weeded and growing wonderful vegetables. Severus took care of the greenhouse himself, since it contained his potions ingredients.
Sirius was having the time of his life, doing as he pleased. He helped Harry with the hard work in the gardens, and exploring the island, he found a cove, which had been sealed by a rock fall, and after clearing it he began to build a boat, reasoning, ‘why the fuck not, it’s not like I don’t have time.’
Remus, after helping Hermione to ensure that they had the best library on the face of the planet, set about rewriting DADA text books and, when he thought no one was looking, he wrote some quite raunchy romance novels for gay and straight readers. Severus shook his head. The poor, deluded wolf honestly thought they didn’t know, hell, they had even read a few of them. They all had rooms in the house, but very often, more often than not in fact, Severus and Sirius came back to their tree at night and sat by the fire, not needing to tell the others to leave them alone, it was understood and accepted. No one ever came here, it was ‘their place’ alone.
“Happy Birthday, Love,” Sirius whispered, wrapping his arms around his lover’s waist.
“It is, indeed.” Severus nodded, running his hands over his lover’s arm, leaning into the embrace.
If someone had told him a year ago, that he would be spending this next birthday in the arms of Sirius Black, he would have checked them for spell damage before sending them to St Mungo’s. But now, there was nowhere else he’d rather be, in their tree, on their island...