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Temptation	By : ceruleanblue Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1359 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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If there was a disedise on earth, Sirius Black had found it within the arms of Tara Lachlan. Everything was working according to plan, he told her his story, she listened, he was making love to her, she was�wait. She was pushing him off and begging him to stop. Not that faux, "Oh stop�it feels so good" kind of stop, but the firm, no-nonsense stop that meant that if you didn't cease and desist pretty soon you were going to be missing a few very vital parts before the night was up.

Tara pushed again, harder, and Sirius finally got the picture. She drew her knees up to her chest and tried to get as far from him as possible. Sirius was puzzled to say the least�a few moments earlier the chit was all too willing to have sex with him and now she was shying away like a schoolgirl. He hadn't hurt her, had he? He might have been a little careless with women, but he'd never intentionally hurt one.
"What is it, love?" Sirius reached out a hand to caress her cheek but was rewarded only with a flinch and a dark glare that rivaled Snape's. So much for playing the concerned lover. Hell, he wasn't even a lover yet! The silly girl wouldn't settle down long enough for him to prove to her she was going to like it. He'd think she was a virgin with all her skittishness.

"Don't call me "love". You barely know me. We're both under a lot of stress right now and I don't think this is our best course of action. Besides, I'm in a relationship already and I am not someone who treats their lovers cavalierly." She was calm on the outside, but inside, she was shaking like a leaf. She wanted nothing more than to throw Black down on the bed and have her way with him, but she couldn�t. Even if Reginald had been unfaithful to her, she was not the type of person to give as good as she got. Besides, Black's intensity had frightened her. She had never felt so thrilled in her life and frankly, it scared her to death. It was far too much passion and not enough devotion for her tastes.

"Darling, he doesn't respect you at all if he's not here right now. You're a beautiful woman and if you were mine, I wouldn't let you out of my sight." Tara huffed loudly. There was no way pretty words were going to win her over.

"At the risk of sounding childish, I'm going to have to tell you to leave. I don't want to fuck you tonight and have you walk out on me tomorrow. And I definitely don't want to ruin the steady relationship I have now for one night of mindless passion. Yes, that's all it would be. Mindless passion as a mechanism for the release of stress. Nothing more than that, I'm afraid." Tara found herself cooling off, both inside and out. She wished she had a mirror to see if she'd assumed Ashton's persona, because she certainly felt like an ice maiden. She had never been so cold and calculated in her entire life.

"Woman, you are in serious need of a shag." A good one, at that, he thought Any woman who could turn a caring, hot-blooded male out of her bedroom like so much dirty laundry was in serious need of a shag to loosen her up. Funny, he didn't figure Tara Lachlan for the prim and proper type. A little innocent, sure, but full of passion and eagerness to learn. That cad, Reginald. He'd hurt her. Perhaps not physically, but psychologically. Made her think she wasn't worthy of passion. Made her think she had to settle for stability, that true love is being complacent. Love might be complacent, but desire sure as hell wasn't.

Sirius moved closer, always drawn to what burned him. She would probably turn him down again, but he wasn't going down without a fight. The woman was beautiful, passionate and intelligent�any man's fantasy. As long as you forgot the fact that she was as white as a sheet and trembling.
"I'm not going to hurt you, you know. I'm drawn to you for some reason and I want to find out why." Tara stared at him with bright eyes and nodded slightly. She looked like she was about to face a firing squad.

"I still don't think it's a good idea, but I suppose we need to get it out of our systems. What do you want? Blonde? Brunette? African? Arabic?" Tara morphed her appearance several times before she felt Sirius's hand on her arm.

"You aren't a courtesan, so stop trying to put on an act. I want you. The real you. Not whatever little glamour you can come up with. I know you�re a metamorphmagus, like my cousin. Nonetheless, I don't want a glamour. I want Tara Lachlan, the woman.

Sirius inched closer then, pressing Tara back into the bed. She was breathing heavily, but otherwise, seemed to be fine. He pressed his lips to hers, tasting gently before guiding her back onto the bed beneath him.

"Why did you cool off, Tara? It wasn't Reginald, was it? You have to learn that it isn't wrong to give in to what you want. You see�" Sirius settled back on his heels and gazed at the flushed woman beneath him, "You want," he shifted his hips into her and she gasped lightly, "And finally, you take." With that, Sirius pushed her back on the bed once more and kissed her deeply. Tara writhed beneath him and he deepened the kiss. Finally, he broke to take a breath, his forehead resting against hers and both parties panting loudly.

Sirius smiled and she knew she'd lost this battle. His lips were making a slow path down her chest and his deft fingers quickly undid the buttons of her pajama top. Tara shifted, unable to wrestle out of her clothing quick enough, and finally ended up on top. Sirius let out a low moan when made quick work of the rest of their clothes with a wandless incantation and made her own path down his chest with her tongue.

Finally, Sirius couldn't take it any longer. He grasped Tara's hips and guided her slowly onto his cock, pleased when she threw her head back and screamed, increasing the rhythm. Sirius tried to hold on, but it had been far too long. A few more strokes, and he was spent, leaving his partner unsatisfied. Of course, there were things he could do that didn't require a stiff cock and lots of stamina.

He gently lifted Tara off him and helped her reposition herself in the center of the bed. He kissed her lightly on the navel and then moved to place her legs over his shoulders. She whimpered for a moment and tried to wriggle away, but Sirius was having none of that.
"No...you didn't finish earlier. I owe it to you, Love. Try to relax." He explored for a few minutes with tongtongue before he found a spot that made her jump. He smiled then, and took special care to swirl over that area with the lightest of strokes, causing her to writhe beneath his mouth. She peaked then, letting out a long scream and locking her fingers into his hair and pulling. After she'd caught her breath, Sirius scooted back up the bed and cradled her in his arms.

It was a long while before either of them spoke. Sirius was unsure of what to say�it had been far too long since he'd been with a woman, and never with a woman of her class. He'd always been with experienced women, women who didn't care what you said as long as you gave them pleasure. Tara, while no virgin, was a woman who still associated feelings with sex, someone who wasn't jaded by modern society.

Tara, on the other hand, felt that saying something would ruin the moment. Reginald always went to the bathroom directly after sex, then proceeded to run at the mouth about mundane things such as the new cauldron regulations handed down by the Ministry. Tara always felt that ruined the "special" quality of lovemaking and would prefer him to be quiet if he was going to ruin their moment with shop talk.

"I�No..you.." Each of them laughed at the other's false start. It was difficult, breaking that moment after intense sex. It was almost as if you were popping one of those life-sized bubbles and were faced with the reality that you had to stop playing and go back to work.

"I'm fond of you, Black. I don't know why, or how, but I feel a connection to you. I'm not a woman who takes commitment lightly and it is out of the ordinary for me to be sleeping with someone else, but with you, I don't know. It just seems right?" Tara wanted to crawl into a hole and die. She'd just made herself look like a pathetic idiot in front of a man who wanted nothing more than a quick lay. Even his kind words earlier had just been a prelude to a shag.

Sirius smiled again. He seemed to do that a lot with this girl. He drew her closer, glad that she'd opened up to him. He'd just had the best sex of his life, not because he'd been in Azkaban, but because he actually respected the woman he was with, looked up to her even. It was amazing how much a difference it made when you actually felt a little something other than lust for a woman. So amazing, in fact, that for once in his life, Sirius Black was rendered speechless.

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A/N--This chapter was a bitch and a half to write. It was torture. In that light, I'd love comments on it, especially ways to make it better. I figured the smut would be easy, but nothing's easy when Sirius is involved, it seems. On wandless magic: I think all wizards can do it to a degree (see the broom scene in SS) since magic is the wizard merely directing his desire through the wand, simpler tasks can be done without the wand. Ta ta for now!
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