A/N – Originally posted to my journal written for the challenge noted above. Thanks to blpaintchartfor brit pick and beta!! Over the character count, I know you’re shocked!
Severus’ quill scratched along the parchment, a journal entry for September 9th. He’d seen a greenfinch in his garden this morning and wanted to make a note of it, also, to remind himself to procure some black sunflower seeds. There was a loud knock at the door. Severus wondered what dunderhead thought ‘no soliciting’ meant ‘please come and annoy me’.
With his scowl firmly in place Severus flung open the door to find Sirius Black on the other side. Black was alive and well (well being a relative term) thanks to the boy-whom-continued-to-live-to-exasperate. Potter had found… Severus corrected himself: Ms. Granger had found a way to bring Potter’s godfather back.
“What do you want, Black?” Severus spat.
“Just a few minutes of your time.” Sirius spoke in a low tone.
Severus crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Well?”
“It’s rather private, might I come in?”
Severus did not need Sirius Black in his life, home, world or universe, butas Severus hesitated Sirius pushed pasthim. “Lovely manners, Black.”
“I’ll let my mother know the next time she screams at me on the staircase.”
“As you are now inside, perhaps you could get to the point?”
“Tomorrow, the idiots at the Ministry are going to turn on what is known as a Large Cauldron Collider. These are the same research scientists who tried to engineer a simple still, and exploded a Hogwarts shaped-hole in one wall of the Ministry. If all goes well they will have interesting scientific data to study, if all does not go as planned we get sucked into a Black Hole of nothingness and our planet will be gone.”
“An astronomical term named after you, no doubt.”
“Still that biting sense of humour, Severus.” Sirius paced around the small lounge.
“Back to your point, if you have one?”
“Do you have anything to drink?”
Severus snorted. “I imagine you mean alcohol.”
Sirius was already rummaging in a suspicious looking bookshelf. “Got it.” He pulled out a bottle of Firewhiskey and a single malt whiskey as well. “What’s your poison?”
“As if I would tell you. I am more than willing to let you take your chances with that.”
"A single malt it is, then. Looks like an expensive one."
Severus rolled his eyes. “You said you had something private to discuss. Or is the alcohol required to broach the subject?”
Sirius tossed back his drink and poured another. “Sure I can’t get you one?”
“Am I going to need it?”
Sirius looked sombre. “Possibly.”
Severus was exasperated. “Black, what is this about?”
Sirius put down his drink and covered a space between them in a few light steps, Severus backed away until his legs hit the back of the sofa. “Black.” Said Severus wariness evident in his tone.
Sirius grabbed a handful of waistcoat and dragged Severus to him. While he kept one hand entwined in Severus’ coat, Sirius reached up with the other to push the hair from Severus’ face. “This is what this is about.” Sirius pressed his lips to Severus’ in a short rough kiss.
When Sirius pulled back a little, Severus’ eyes flashed. “So I’m the last person on earth you have not fucked? And considering the world is ending tomorrow, I am assuming today is my lucky day?’
Sirius grabbed Severus’ arms. “It’s not like that. You know it’s not like that! What’s between us, what has always been between us…I workedit out years ago. You must have too, you were always far more brilliant.” Sirius looked away but held fast to Severus’ arms.
Severus closed his eyes and tipped his head back. How did one respond to that?
“I want the passion, the desire, the animal lust I sense rolling off you. I think you want the same. But we were” Sirius corrected himself “are too proud, too arrogant and too afraid of showing our hands. Well, if this is going to bemy last night on earth..” He shrugged his shoulders expressively and clasped Severus’ face between his hands again. This kiss was different. It demanded more.
It demanded a response.
And Severus responded. Black was correct, not subtle, but correct. There was passion, wrapped in layers of whatever guise they had chosen to smother it in. The kiss seared Severus’ mouth and Black continued to leave his imprint with his teeth, tongue and lips. Finally, they both gasped for air and Sirius rubbed his slight stubble on Severus’ jaw. The hands that had held Severus’ face were suddenly gone, down to his arse and pressing him into Sirius.
Sirius groaned. “Can’t wait.”
Severus didn’t get a moment to ask ‘for what’ before he was spun around, his thick cock brushing across Sirius’ answering hardness and his hipbones as he was turned. Sirius dragged them back until Severus’ arms could rest on the back of the sofa. Before he could think, his pants and trousers were around his ankles, and from the sound of it Black’s clothing had suffered a worse fate and would need repairs. Severus gasped as he felt Sirius’ cock pressed between his arse cheeks. He wouldn’t! He couldn’t! They wouldn’t!
Sirius took a deep breath and then muttered a spell. Severus relaxed, but didn’t feel the usual stretch. A slippery insistent finger pushed into him slowly. What was Black thinking?! Severus releaseda moan as Sirius worked in a second finger. Where the bloody hell had Black’s self-control come from? Severus pushed back to impale himself on Sirius’ fingers.
Sirius grabbed Severus’ hip and whispered unintelligible nonsense as he introduced a third finger. The slippery digits pushed in deeply, hitting just the right spot and Severus cock bobbed as he hissed. “Black!” Severus could hear Black’s muttered charm, again. This time the sound of flesh sliding over flesh was apparent. Severus whimpered.
A moment later he could feel the blunt tip of Sirius’ cock pushing against him. Finally! He relaxed a bit as relief flowed through him. It didn’t last long, however. Sirius slipped in and out of him, adjusted his angle, spreading his legs, reached around to find Severus’ cock. The man’s timing was unbelievable, Severus nearly came as his prostate was nudged and his cock grasped at the same time. His cock throbbed wildly, but Severus hung on.
What was the etiquette here? Did one come before one’s oldest rival? Did it matter? Why was Black so bloody fucking good at this?
Sirius bent down to nip Severus’ neck and the ridge of his cock bumped over Severus’ prostate. None of it mattered anymore, as Severus cried out, and came all over Sirius’ hand and the back of his sofa.
When his brain began to function again, he could feel Sirius’ warm essence starting to drip down his legs.
“Merlin, Severus you’re magnificent!”
Severus felt his face heat at the compliment. “Black, are you trying to cause your own cataclysmic event? By both shagging and complimenting me in the same evening?”
Sirius chuckled. “You do have a point. If that didn’t do it, I doubt the Ministry can!” Sirius took his torn pants and wiped them both up. They straightened up together, but Sirius didn’t let go.
“Black?”
“Just savouring the moment.”
Severus waited a few minutes. “Black?”
“Well, who knows when they’ll start up another Cauldron Collider, and if this is our last night on earth…Are you game for another go?”
Severus twisted his head around. "I suppose that this is your canine instinct asserting itself." He sighed dramatically. "If we must."
Sirius chuckled. "I believe it is a moral imperative. Last day on earth and all."
They pulled their trousers up enough to stumble to Severus' bedroom. Sirius stripped immediately and settled onto the solitary high-backed chair.
Severus sniffed. "You had better not have fleas!"
Sirius only grinned. "Not in this form, but if you'd like to try something with the other I'm willing."
Severus rolled his eyes and started to undo his buttons. "Are you just going to sit there and gawk?'
Sirius nodded vigorously. "I want to see it all!"
If Black wanted to watch, so be it! Granted it had been a while since anyone had seen him nude, but his lanky body was nothing to be self conscious about. Severus bit his bottom lip and slithered elegantly out of his clothing before sliding effortlessly onto the bed.
"Damn! How did you do that?" Sirius was out of his seat in a flash and up on the bed on all fours stalking Severus as if he were prey.
Severus was smug for a moment before he felt a cleansing charm glide over him. What was Black doing? Sirius’ head dipped, and Severus felt a warm, wet tongue slide across his instep, followed by a nip to his ankle directly on a tendon.
“I am not a chew toy, Black!”
Sirius grinned, his most mischievous grin. “Don’t plan on chewing, a few nips, nibbles and a lot of licking and sucking.” He went back to his tasks as he worked his way up between Severus’ legs, kissing and nibbling as he searched for sensitive areas. Gasps and moans filled the room as warm lips and hands approached truly sensitive areas. Black wavy hair beckoned Severus’ fingers, as he felt the sudden urge to grab it and pull the man up to where his erect cock was craving the same attention his limbs were receiving.
His hips canted upward involuntarily, his control was slipping; there were too many sensations. Sirius redirected his attention pushing his nose and tongue against Severus’ cleft. The warm tongue grazed his hole and lapped lightly at his balls before giving his cock a long slow lick. Firmly in command, Sirius took several long licks of throbbing cock in front of him, pressing it flat to the quivering belly. Then, he lost control as he licked and sucked Severus’ cock like a man possessed. One of his hands moved up to tweak Severus’ nipples as he continued his onslaught of turgid, weeping cock. Sirius’ hard length dug into a firm thigh. Severus thrashed his head on the pillow as his cock was to the back of the hot, tight mouth engulfing him. He could live with having his leg humped. Merlin, the man had a talented tongue!
Sirius’ hand moved down across Severus’ belly to his balls. The clever hand expertly fondled the swollen orbs. With not an ounce of control left, Severus spilled himself into the welcoming gullet without a warning. Sirius continued sucking, as he frantically thrust his cock into Severus’ thigh and spurted his own creamy essence over both of them and the bed. They were left panting in an inelegant tangle, with Severus on his back and Sirius curled on one side with his head resting on Severus’ concave belly. Long potion-stained fingers still itched to twine in the wavy, dark hair.
Their breathing slowed and the silence became awkward. Sirius slipped out of bed and threw on his clothing. “It’s after midnight.” Sirius started.
“This is not Cinderella.”
“Perhaps the next time there’s…..”
“A Hogwart’s shaped hole, indeed.”
“Really, you could check.”
“I believe you should take your leave, Black.”
Sirius nodded before throwing himself at Severus for a final scorching kiss before he morphed into dog form and ran to the front door barking.
Severus pulled on his dressing gown, and went let the canine out the front door. He gave the dog a quick pat and opened the door. If the mutt did not return soon enough, Severus might have to invent his own earth-shattering event.