Air Unzbuzzler (alwaysasnapefan) wrote in sirius100, @ 2008-05-21 01:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: alwaysasnapefan, prompt 7: shadows |
Shadows and Solace
Title: Shadows and Solace
Rating: R
Prompt: #7: Shadows
Pairing: Sirius/his imagination?
Word Count: 300
Disclaimer: Sirius Black and Azkaban belong to Jo.
Shadows and Solace
There was a thing Sirius did to escape, besides transforming into Snuffles. A thing that gave him singular moments of peace. It only took spit and time.
He'd imagine a life outside of Azkaban, when the dementors weren't near enough to steal the thoughts.
It wasn't the image of a mystery man, all hot and hard for him, so strong and muscled that did it for Sirius. He liked a good body (though he always preferred his to be the better body in the relationship), but the image alone was not enough to get him hard. Not even a twitch.
No, it wasn't the body that gave Sirius's mind a thrill, hardening his prick just a little bit. It was the fact that the mystery man would hold him close while they fucked together. So close he'd never feel the chill of Azkaban encase him again. So close he'd be peppered with hot kisses.
He'd be so close the man would whisper, "It's okay, Sirius, love," in his ear and nip it ever-so-gently, fucking him slowly and carefully and lovingly.
He could deal with having killed James and Lily if only the mysterious man of his mind would become real.
It was his strongest weapon against the dementors and the way they stole his memories and his soul at every chance, piece by piece.
He knew not even dementors could beat love. Even love of someone he'd had to make up. Love always won.
He'd lie back against the gritty wall, back scratching against the rough stone, fucking his fist slowly, having once known the motion very well. But the skill had left him over the years. But not now.
He'd be wanking and waiting. Waiting for the sweet caresses of the man who would meet him in the shadows.