Temptation | By : ceruleanblue Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1369 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers, share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
Sirius smiled as he watched the even breathing of the redhead beside him. In sleep, her features were relaxed and almost childlike, no signs of stress marring the perfect lines of her face. It was women like these who inspired artists to paint, to try and capture that ethereal beauty upon the canvas or to sculpt it out of marble.
Okay, he was smitten. Apparently infatuation made even the most devoted of womanizers sappy and romantic. Sirius had never been as happy as he was in this moment: waking up beside a woman on a Sunday morning, listening to her breathe as rain tapped against the windows. Part of him longed to freeze this moment in time and never leave, but another part of him knew that both of them had lives to live.
Tara started to stir, her blue eyes blinking sleepily up at his and a slow smile crept across her features like a tropical sunrise, lazy and relaxed. She took care to position the sheets in such a way as to cover her body, but one bare shoulder still peeked out with evidence of their bedplay stamped across her pale skin. Her hair was tangled and disheveled, but she had never felt more beautiful in her entire life.
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather, still together when it ends
She made the first move. Still covering herself with the sheet, Tara straddled Sirius and pinned him to the bed. She nibbled lightly at his jaw before moving up to whisper her intentions in his ear, one arm still holding the sheet against her chest. She moved to kiss his lips and Sirius’s arms found their way around her and pushed the sheet down, revealing her chest to his roaming fingers. The night before had been passionate and rapid, full of fireworks. This morning, however, he was going to take his time with her, discover every inch of the woman he found himself so attached to.
She sank down onto his cock slowly, sighing in pleasure at how right he felt inside her. She was getting attached to this man whether she wanted to or not. It had been her intention to use their attraction to either prove him innocent or find tangible evidence of his guilt. She hadn’t intended upon needing him so much or practically humming with pleasure every time he looked at her with his senseyeseyes and devilish grin.
Sated, she curled up beside him and tried to make the morning last forever. Soon, however, the sun began to break through the rain clouds and Tara could no longer justify being wrapped in Sirius’s arms when there was work to be done. Not wanting to be the first to break the spell, she looked over to Sirius to find that he’d fallen back asleep, his silky black hair spread across the pillow and his lips curved in a soft smile. She kissed his nose lightly and got up, cursing loudly when she couldn’t find her robes and subsequently, her files on the Black case. So much for being the pride of the Ministry when she couldn’t even find her own robes in the morning.
But things just get so crazy and living life gets hard to do
But I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
He didn’t know what or who he did to get so blessed, but Sirius thanked whatever deity was expressing a personal interest in him for throwing Tara Lachlan into his path. Sure, she was out to get him thrown back into Azkaban, but she meant a hell of a lot more to him than freedom. At first, his mind was focused on seduction, hoping that sex would replace her desire to achieve the Ministry’s misguided idea of justice. After being with her, however, Sirius didn’t see how he could live without her. She’d invaded his very soul and he felt that the infatuation ran just as deep on her side. He didn’t know what they were, but, at the moment, they were simply two lovers enjoying a Sunday morning the way it was meant to be.
It was time to get out of bed and face the day, but he knew that he would carry the memory of this morning with him for the rest of his life. He only hoped that he could make more with the fascinating woman in front of him, even if she did lose her robes and curse her makers in six different languages.
Author's Note: Sorry it took me so long to update! Finals really sucked, but now they're over and I'm back home for the summer, with the exception of the weeks I'm going to the Bahamas and Spain. Yeah, I'm excited. "Sunday Morning" can actually stand alone, and was written for Sirius/other. However, I thought it would be a nice postscript to Sirius and Tara's encounter in chapter eleven and modified my vignette to fit in with the plot of "Temptation." I hope everyone enjoys this chapter and sticks with me until the end!
---CB
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