Special delivery for wizard_love Title:A Call For Desperate Measures Author:digital_devi Recipient's LJ name:wizard_love Rating: NC-17 Pairing(s): Sirius/Lily Word Count: 3500 give or take Warnings: Spanking, dub-con, bondage, verbal humiliation, slightly rough!sex Authors notes: For my recipient who had requested: Marauder-era Sirius and Lily, spanking, being tied up, light verbal humiliation, Fem!Sub, wall!sex, rough!sex with a little fluff at the end, dub con and hate/angry!sex but with feelings being acknowledged towards the end. Hopefully everything fit the bill. I know it's not a happily ever after scenario but lets hope they at least had some fun. This is my very first attempt ever at writing either a Marauder or Lily so I hope they come across well. Ta very much to my intrepid beta, K. and to L. both of whom were instrumental in helping me find the right story (such as it is), and the wonderful wizard_love mods for their patience and understanding.
Lily Evans wasn't quite sure how she'd ended up at Sirius Black's flat in the wee hours of the morning, only that she had. One minute, she'd been fast asleep in her own bed, the next minute, she'd been aware of a heavy body pinning her down to the bed, a hand on her mouth to stifle her cries. Before she'd been able to fight her assailant off, there had been a wand at her throat, and the guttural demand to keep quiet before she got herself hurt.
Black had been drunk, stinking of firewhisky and cigarettes, looking dishevelled and distressed. He'd muttered something about James Potter's honour, and then, before she could call for her parents or her sister, Petunia, or grabbed her wand to fend him off, Black had flung his arm around her and whisked her out of her bed, taking her via Side-Along Apparation here to what Lily had to assume was his own flat.
It had been embarrassing enough that he'd manage to take her unawares, but here she was in just a light summer night-shift, without her wand, locked in his cluttered, squalid bedroom, listening to him rant and rave drunkenly about how she'd spurned James's deep and undying affection – as if she gave a toss what that big-headed, arrogant prig Potter thought of her anyway. Lily had suffered six long years of Potter's unwanted attention, and she was looking forward to leaving school so she wouldn't have to look at his smug, simpering face again, or that of his best mate, Sirius Black.
Sirius looked over at her, his long, dark hair partially obscuring his face. "I've decided you need to stop playing about with James's feelings. You need to go out with him, Evans."
"Black, are you mad? You broke into my bedroom in the middle of the night and kidnapped me to tell me that?" Lily spat, struggling to get out of Black's iron grip.
"Well…yeah," Sirius replied hotly. "You've been toying with Potter for too long. And I'm not letting you go until you agree to see him."
Lily rolled her eyes, still not quite sure that this wasn't some sort of awful nightmare. Perhaps she'd wake up soon to find herself safe in her bedroom, in her own bed, far away from Potter and his imbecilic friends. "Black, it's—" She turned her head, noting the time on the dilapidated wall clock. "five o'clock in morning. Don't you think this could have waited just a bit longer?"
"No," he insisted. "This animosity between you two has gone on long enough. James worships the ground you walk upon and you—"
"James Potter is an utter bastard," Lily snapped. "And his friends clearly aren't any better."
"Considering that you call that greasy git, Snivellus Snape, a friend, I'd said 'cauldron, kettle, black'," Sirius retorted. "It's time for you to stop being such a bloody cocktease, Evans. If you weren't such a stuck-up little cow, you might actually realise what a good bloke James is. Of course, I have no idea what he sees in a bitch like you--"
"And you really think that you're going to win me over with that sort of insult, Black?" Lily seethed, cutting him off.
"Well, clearly being nice hasn’t worked."
"Nice? When have you ever been nice to me?" Lily gave Sirius a rough shove, finally getting herself away from him. "You and Potter swagger about as if you own the school, treating everyone like they're shite unless they kiss your pasty white arses. Well, not me. I at least gave you credit for brains until now, but seeing as I can't get it through your thick skull as to why this was one of the most hare-brained ideas anyone could have, I suppose I was wrong there too. Not that I ever expected much from you at any rate."
"That's what you get from consorting with Death Eaters, love," Sirius sneered. "You tend to forget how sane people think. If you think James and I are superior prats, you ought to look at your Death Eater mates."
"I don't consort with Death Eaters and they're not my mates!" Lily exclaimed.
"No," Sirius was nose to nose with her now, punctuating his words with jabs of his index finger against her shoulder. "then what do you call what you do with Snivellus, Evans? Is that why you won't give Potter the time of day? He's too clean and clever for your clearly depraved tastes?"
"My tastes have nothing to do with--"
Sirius snorted derisively. "You love his filthy, shrivelled little cock, don't you, Evans?" he continued, his voice thick with contempt. "Bet he likes to take you up the arse like the pervy little shirt-lifting--"
Lily hauled off and slapped Black so hard, she heard his jaw crack, his head flying to the side with the impact. "You bastard! Don't you dare...!" She launched herself at him, swinging wildly at him.
Sirius tried to fight her off; he was taller and heavier than she was, but he was impaired by drink, and she was fuelled by anger. She knocked him flat back on the floor, landing squarely on top of him. Sirius rolled, trapping her beneath him, grabbing Lily's hands over her head in one large hand, and pinning them over her head. Breathing hard, he yanked out his wand with his free hand. "Incarcerous!"
Thick silver ropes shot out of the tip of his wand, wrapping around her trapped wrists tautly and securely.
"Black!" Lily roared, kicking at him with her bare feet. "Let me up, you prick!"
"Gladly." Sirius got to his feet, then hauled her up by the bound wrists, holding on to the ropes tightly. Without another word, he Summoned a hard-backed chair, seating himself and then, with a hard shove, he pulled Lily flat across his lap. Her bound hands were trapped beneath her, painfully digging into her stomach. He held her fast as she twisted and thrashed, trying to get free. Lily could feel his hands on the skirt of her nightdress, roughly hiking it up to her waist and revealing her white cotton knickers. He let out a low wolf whistle. "I always knew you had a nice arse."
Lily let out an indignant yelp."Sirius, what the bloody hell do you think you're doing?"
"Teaching you a lesson someone ought to have taught you a long time ago, petal," Sirius growled, his hands brushing over the curve of her bum, giving each cheek a generous squeeze. "James ought to have done this to you a long time ago -- it might've gotten you to behave."
"Sirius--ow!" Lily cried out as the flat of Sirius's hand landed on her buttock with a hard smack. "Sirius Black, stop this right--ow!"
Sirius's only response was to strike her again, then a third time. "My mum taught me this was the only way to keep snot-nosed little brats in line. I think it's the only thing she was ever right about."
"Do you honestly think this is going do anything, you berk?" Lily tried to shift forward, then sunk her teeth into his forearm.
Unfortunately, the awkward angle she was at only resulted in her grazing his skin, causing him to wince and jerk his arm out of the way. "Bitch!" he snarled, then wrenched her knickers down to her knees, baring her bum completely. Lily twisted in his grip, trying her best to avoid the blows which seemed to come harder and faster with each ensuing strike, but it was in vain. Sirius was relentless, intent on hurting her and there was very little she could do to stop him. It was more than humiliating to be draped across his thighs like a child's discarded toy, completely at his mercy, her arse exposed to him. To make matters worse, Lily thought she could feel Sirius's cock twitching beneath her tied hands, growing harder with each successive smack. Her cheeks burned with shame, her eyes welling with tears, as he continued the assault until her bottom was stinging and swollen.
Lily bit back a sob as Sirius finally stopped spanking her, his hands now kneading and fondling her sore, reddened buttocks. She drew in a ragged breath as his fingers delved between her legs and along her slit, probing gently. She clamped her thighs together in a desperate attempt to prevent him from going further, trapping his hand between them, It was mortifying that her punishment had left her wet and wanting.
"Ah ah..." Sirius said lightly, then shoved her legs apart again. "Hmmmm...seems as if you enjoyed me putting you in your place, Evans. The Head Girl's not so proud now, is she?" He began to stroke along the edges of her nether lips, teasing her with feather-light touches. "And what a lovely little arse you have."
In spite of herself, Lily moaned, squirming in his lap. "S-stop it."
"Like that, do you?" Sirius asked silkily, his tone mocking. He dipped his finger between her lips, smearing her juices up between her arse cheeks. He traced along the puckered rosebud of her arsehole, pressing lightly. "What about here? Should I--?"
"N-no," she insisted, her voice quavering. "Please..."
"Please what, Evans?" Sirius slid his hand back down toward her entrance, then pushed a finger up inside her. It caused her to gasp, then tighten involuntarily around him. "Shag you? Do to you what that disgusting toerag Snape has done before? Do you really believe I'd want his sloppy seconds?"
As she constricted around his finger, Lily thought she might die from embarrassment; her body was betraying her and Sirius was keenly aware of it.
He let out a low, throaty chuckle, then inserted a second finger, making her mewl with need. "How many times have you had him, Evans? Him and his all disgusting little friends?"
"Stop it!" Lily pleaded, her hips bucking of their own accord as he continued to move his long, elegant fingers in and out, twisting and scissoring with precision. "I've never--I swear I haven't. Not with Sev. Not ever." She didn't know why she had to defend herself to Sirius Black of all people, but given the circumstances, it seemed the best course of action.
"Do you think I believe they wouldn't soil themselves with Mud-Blood pussy if they could have it?" Sirius hissed, smacking her bottom again. "Or that you're not such a slag that you wouldn't take Death Eater cock..."
"I haven't! Sev's--Sev fancies me, but I..." Lily's words broke off into a desperate moan as she writhed in Sirius's lap, feeling his erection straining against the flies of his trousers. "I swear it!"
Abruptly, Sirius withdrew her fingers, bringing them to his lips and licking them obscenely, his mouth twisting up into a feral smile. "Does having that piece of shite turn you on? Do you like it when he fucks you, Evans?"
"No!" Lily shouted, then swallowed hard. "We've never, I wouldn't...we're just friends and these days, I'm not even certain about that."
"Prove it." Sirius pushed her off his lap, urging her on to her feet. His cold grey eyes were bloodshot and wild with drink. "Show me what you'd do with a proper Wizard, not one of them." He rose to his full height, looming over her, and wrapped his fingers in her long red hair. "Show me you're not just another Death Eater's whore."
She wanted to protest, to tell him to fuck off and die, but somehow Lily found herself being drawn into a long, torrid kiss, not resisting as Sirius's mouth found hers, his tongue shoving between her parted lips. She sucked greedily on it, moulding her body to his. He looped her bound hands around his neck, his hands grabbing her still sore arse to pull her up against him. Wrapping her bare legs around his waist, Lily allowed him carry her across the room until somehow they had made it to the cracked and peeling wall without falling. Lily's back was braced against the cold plasterboard as Sirius fumbled one-handedly with his jeans, shoving them down around his slim hips, freeing his cock from the confining garment.
It was long and thick, jutting out from a shock of coal-black hair. The tip was already slick and glistening with a drop of clear fluid, the foreskin pulled back. Sirius let his cock nudge between her thighs, then rubbed the head along the length of her slit, letting it brush against her already aching clit. Lily didn't fight him as he pushed his hips forward, sheathing himself deep inside her with a satisfied grunt, impaling her like a prized butterfly pinned on black velvet. Lily had been with other boys in the past, but nothing had ever felt like this. Somehow, despite the madness of the situation, there was something unbelievably arousing and animalistic about what they were doing, and she didn't want to stop. Sirius covered her face with hot kisses, then buried his face against the crook of her neck, licking at it like an over enthusiastic dog, his tongue rough and warm against her skin. His fingers dug painfully into her hips as he began to pump into her, each power stroke slamming her against the wall.
"Lily...oh, Lily," Sirius groaned, his thrusts going in fast and deep, filling Lily to the core. He slid a hand between their bodies, his fingers seeking out her clit. He pressed against the hard, aching bud, working it in tandem with his desperate movements. His breathing was growing erratic, panting and gasping as his pace accelerated. "Oh, fuck, Lily, Lily!"
He gave a violent shudder, and then there was the hot gush of release as he spilled inside of her. He continued to work her with his fingers, his movements more shallow now. Lily ground against his hard, lean body and his questing fingers urgently, knowing it wouldn't be much longer before she too found release. She mewled and sobbed, her hips bucking furiously as the orgasm began to build, and then the dam broke. Wave after wave of undeniable pleasure washed over her body, sending her quaking in his arms. Sirius covered her mouth with his, swallowing her cries as she rode out the cascade of pleasure, finally slumping forward, weak and exhausted in his arms.
"Lily," Sirius murmured, kissing her again. To his credit, he eased her onto the ground gently, bowing his head to let her arms slip free. Lily slid to the ground, her legs giving way in exhaustion, and crumpled at his feet. He found his wand again, neatly cutting the ropes which restrained her with a severing charm before crouching down, smoothing her hair back from her face. "You all right then?"
"I--" She wasn't certain how to answer. Her limbs felt leaden, and a sensation of warmth and relaxation was creeping over her body. "Yes. I think so."
"Perhaps you ought to have a lie down," Sirius said, helping her up, and slipping a supportive arm around her waist. Before she could argue against it, he'd picked her up and carried to his bed, helping her up on the mattress.
"I ought to be in my own bed," she countered, although it was becoming harder to keep her eyes open. "My parents will worry. And my sister--"
"Sod your sister. Tell 'em you went out to do some research for next term's homework. They'd never question that."
Lily wanted to rail at him, tell him what a complete and utter bastard he was, and yet...there was something oddly tender about the way he was easing her onto the rumpled bed, covering her with a blanket. He got in beside her, rolling on his side to wrap himself around her, his head resting on her shoulder, one hand cupping her breast. "Black, you are mad."
"Sometimes," he admitted. "Sometimes I'm quite all right. So is Potter, you know."
"Potter," Lily snorted. "What are you going to tell him now?"
"Nothing. Unless you misbehave," he said with a nonchalant shrug. "He's away on holiday with his parents so I reckon I've got plenty of time to convince you he's an all right bloke too."
"You going to tell him about this? About us?" she asked, although she still wasn't quite certain what had really transpired between the two of them. "I suppose he'll go spare if he finds out you shagged me..."
Sirius sighed. "You're dead right about that. Of course, I don't have to, you know."
"So, you're blackmailing me?"
"Well, not technically, no. You could just go out with him and make him happy. It'd make me happy too."
"Oh. I thought, perhaps you..."
"That I fancied you too?" He cocked an eyebrow at her, his grey eyes studying her face. "I might. But not the way James does. Why, do you fancy me?" He preened as he asked the question.
Lily drew in a sharp breath. "I should hate you. I'm not certain I do though. I suppose that makes me the kind of girl you accused me of earlier."
"Only if you've fucked Snivellus," he retorted sharply. There was an awkward pause. "You haven't, have you?"
"I told you I didn't. Only you wouldn't listen."
Sirius reached over, brushing a lock of Lily's hair from her face with surprising tenderness. "I'm glad to hear it. You might not be so awful after all. I might even be inclined to keep you for myself."
"Is that so?"
He shrugged, although he was sporting a smug smile. "Well, James is my mate, and right or wrong, he fancies you. However, I'm still not certain you're good enough for the likes of him. I might have to give you a few more tries to suss out if you're worthy of him. I reckon I'm like the King's taster -- every bird has to go through me to get to him. And if you don't meet up with my standards, you're out." He let out an exaggerated sigh. "Honestly, the things I do for my mates..."
"And what if I don't want him? Or you?"
"Then I just have to keep persuading you like I did this morning," he said with a low chuckle. "Whether you like it or not. Although," he tightened his hand around her breast, tweaking the hardened nipple, "I rather got the feeling you did."
"I might've done," she admitted quietly. "Although it might've been nicer if you'd bothered to ask first. Next time, you might try a different approach with me. Like actually getting my permission to use me like that."
"Next time?" Sirius echoed. "Sounds promising. I just might do that." He stifled a yawn. "James won't be back for another two weeks. There's plenty you can show me before then. Assuming you want to."
"Or..." Lily gave him a quick punch in the shoulder. "you could just make me. Seems as though you're quite good at coercing me, aren't you?"
He stared at her for a moment, then grinned. "I suppose I could keep you chained naked to my bed for all that time. The old families are quite adept at discipline, you know, and," he smiled slyly at her, "I can think of quite a lot of things I would love to do to you. Strictly to make certain you're up to standards for my best mate, of course."
"Of course," Lily said. A shiver ran up her spine as her head began to fill with all sorts of perverse delights he might have in store. "Of course, the opposite view might apply. If I'm going to go out with your best mate, I want to make sure his friends are up to my standards as well."
"Sounds like a brilliant plan," Sirius said in agreement, then moved closer. "Who knows? Maybe Potter will want to join in and we can all play together. I'd be happy to show him just how to keep you in line. I've got a much firmer hand that he does." He moved his hand down to her arse and gave her another swift smack. "Not to mention a trunk full of toys that might even be more effective."
"Oh, dear," said Lily feigning fear. "You wouldn't really do that to me, would you?"
"Depends on how you behave, Evans. I suspect the next two weeks will require quite a lot of training up. And believe me, I'm already up for the task." Sirius rubbed himself against her hip, his cock already at half mast. "You'd better be too."
"Do I have a choice?" she purred.
"No, not really," Sirius replied, then bit her neck for good measure.
Lily decided then and there that this was looking to be the most interesting summer holiday she'd ever had.