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Black Dog	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4222 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Six: Dazed and Confused

James knocked hard on Sirius’ door, when no one answered once again he swore loudly and kicked the mat out the way, there it was, shining in the sunshine like buried treasure. He smirked and picked up the little silver key, slipping it easily into the door and pushing it open. “Ignore me for days on end will you?! I’ll show you Mr. Black!” He chuckled to himself and entered the flat, kicking the door closed behind him. He gazed around at the flat, it was dark with the curtains closed up tight over the only window. He sighed and walked to the window, yanking the curtains open and turning around again. There was Sirius standing at the bathroom door with wide eyes, he had a hair brush in his hand and damp hair falling to his shoulders.

“Jamie…Wha-?”

“I called you but your phones been cut off.” James said, bouncing the spare key in one hand. He leaned against the wall and frowned at his best friend. “I haven’t seen so much as a hair of you for nearly a whole week, mate.”

Sirius’ eyes moved away from his, a momentarily dark look passing across his handsome face. “Yeah…well…been busy, haven’t I? Why you gotta kill my buzz?”

James let his eyes rake Sirius’ clothing, he was dressed like a school boy in his old uniform. His tie hung half-way down his chest and his shirt was open, the marks on his chest were obvious in the sunlight streaming from the window. “Sirius…”

Sirius smiled but it lacked his usual joy. “So, what you doing here?” He said, smoothly covering the bruises on his body with his shirt.

“To see you.” James replied sternly, his shoulders tensed as Sirius lowered his head slightly. “Where’ve you been?”

“Oh…working…” He said vaguely and walked to his kitchenette.

“Working? Really?”

“Yeah…why would I lie to you mate? Cuppa?”

James frowned and folded his arms across his chest. “Then why has everyone I asked told me you haven’t been seen since Saturday?”

Sirius froze, keeping his back firmly to his best friend he chuckled, but the sound was stiff. “I…I got a gig elsewhere…it’s not a big deal but I’m…I’m getting paid more for it.” His hands betrayed him by shaking as he filled up the kettle.

“Why are you wearing your old uniform?”

“Oh…er…” Sirius licked his lips nervously, he could feel James’ eyes boring holes right into his back. “…Stage gear, ya’know? Really get’s the crowd going.”

“Right…” James said doubtfully. “Have you been able to afford to pay your phone bill?”

Sirius turned his head to look at the phone, the cable of which was unplugged. “Y-Yeah…I guess…” he said slowly. In all honesty he had forgotten to pay it, but he knew James would just worry or would pay it for him before he could prevent it. “It’s just unplugged…I’ve been having some late nights so I don’t want to be disturbed.”

“Sirius…” James sighed, running a hand through his messy locks. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

Sirius turned, a bright smile on his face. “’Course I am, Jamie. Why the hell wouldn’t I be?” He spoke in an overly bright voice that told James something was wrong. James eyed him suspiciously for a second before taking several rapid steps towards him, Sirius could only widen his eyes in surprise as his shirt was ripped open and he was slammed against the kitchen counter top. The kettle full of water fell from his fingers and hit the floor, water sloshed over his shoes but he couldn’t feel it. He found himself gazing into a pair of fantastically brilliant hazel eyes, eyes that haunted his darkest dreams. He swallowed a lump in his throat and tried to speak but he couldn’t summon up the words, his body flushed with heat as James’ closeness created a fire within him. James had hold of his wrists tightly, holding his hands away from his body as he gazed down at his bruised chest with narrowed eyes.

The tension in Sirius’ body was obvious at such a close range, James could feel his pulse hammering against the tips of his fingers as he pressed them into his best friends wrists. He gazed at the random jumble of bruises and scratches interspersed with old scars and some deeper looking wounds that could only have been fresh. He dropped one of Sirius’ wrists and ran a finger over what looked like a cigarette burn just above the line of his trousers. Sirius shuddered and bit down hard on his lower lip as he let his head fall forward to hide his face behind his hair. James let his finger slide lower, slipping beneath the belt of the trousers, Sirius opened his eyes slowly and lifted his head so their eyes met. Slowly, seductively, he licked his lips. “Jamie…” He whispered hoarsely, eyes almost as dark as a stormy sky and just as passionate. James couldn’t speak, even as Sirius began leaning forward. Even as their lips touched he couldn’t even move his hand except to slide it lower and beneath the fabric of those school trousers. He felt Sirius’ breathing catch in his throat and his hips tilt forward slightly. He swallowed hard, his throat clicking in the heated silence. “James…” Sirius’ voice came out in an extended hiss as James’ fingers found his cock, they touched it lightly through the fabric of his underpants but it was like fireworks in his head. Even a light touch from James Potter was better than his best orgasm. He couldn’t speak, other than to say James’ name. He was terrified to break the exquisite tension that had them so wrapped up in each other’s bodies and eyes. The outside world no longer mattered, all that did was that James’ fingers tighten on his rapidly hardening cock and make him cum. Now. Now. Now! Sirius sighed, desperately wanting to close the tiny distance between their lips, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t in case James realised what he was doing and came to his senses.

Their shared breathing, the intense beat of their hearts were the only sounds in the universe. James gazed into silver eyes and drowned in them. The seconds ticked by with incredible slowness, he wondered if time hadn’t just stopped and that soft ticking was coming from the throb in his groin, it seemed to be in perfect time. His fingers tightened around Sirius’ erection, his own strained almost painfully against the fabric of his jeans but he could ignore it when a soft breath left Sirius’ lips. His eyes flicked to them as they parted, he could see where Sirius had obviously been hit across the face with something, it had split rather recently. For some reason he wanted to kiss the tiny wound. Slowly he leaned closer, his mind consumed by the desire to hear Sirius whisper his name again. And he did. He moaned it and James shuddered. His lips brushed Sirius’ and, just as he was increasing the pressure there was a sharp knock at the door.

Sirius watched James’ eyes widen, he jerked backwards, stumbling and nearly falling backwards before righting himself. His eyes lingered on Sirius’ bared chest for a moment and he opened his mouth to speak. “J-Jamie I-”

Sadness and pain entered James’ eyes and he shook his head. “Who is he?” He whispered.

Sirius lowered his head and pulled his shirt about his body. “No one. It…It doesn’t matter…please, just leave it.”

“Sirius, your new boyfriend’s hurting you! Can’t you see that?”

Sirius looked up and blinked in surprise. “What?”

“I assume he’s a new boyfriend? You would have told me if he was a casual fuck, surely?”

“Oh…oh yeah…I-I guess…” He was silently grateful for the change in topic and misconception, he was having a hard enough time hating himself, having James hate him too would destroy the last precious bit of sanity he had left. “But it’s not what you think…I just…” The knock came again, Sirius turned to the door, a worried expression on his face. Lucius was early. “You should go…” He said softly, putting a hand on James’ chest, he let it linger for longer than was appropriate but James didn’t seem to notice.

“Is that…?”

“Him? No.” Sirius said, a little too quickly. He smiled to cover his mistake but James was obviously not convinced. He pushed him towards the door before anymore questions could be asked. “Just go, I’ll catch up later, yeah?” he flung the door open, pushing James outside. He paused and found himself face to face with a man with long, white-blond hair and a sneer on his lips. “Lucius…Please, come in.” Sirius muttered, eyes averted from the intimidating man.

James sent a glare at him, he didn’t like the way he looked. He hated it even more when he walked into the flat, as he passed Sirius he let his fingers catch in the washed strands of Sirius’ hair. “Siri?”

“Go, Jamie.” Sirius said with that unusual tense smile. He brought something forth from his pocket and took three tablets from the palm of his hand, then eyed the last with consideration before shrugging and downing that too. James had no other choice but to walk away, he was confused at the odd behaviour of his friend, confused and worried. Sirius swallowed the pills and gazed after James’ retreating back, his eyes softened and he sighed as cold fingers were wrapped firmly around the back of his neck.

Lucius’ hot breath tickled his ear as he whispered, “Is that one of your little fuck-buddies?” He asked.

“No. We’re friends.” He replied and let Lucius pull him backwards into his body, he was turned around as hands grasped his wrists.

“Are you sure?”

“Definitely…Master.”

“Excellent. However, I am most displeased in your lack of punctuality, next time open the door faster and ensure you are dressed for me when I arrive. I would prefer for you to welcome me properly…shall we try again, my pet?”

Sirius nodded and took a step backwards, he dropped to his knees and lowered his head. “Welcome, master. I’ve been eagerly awaiting your presence.”

“Better.” Lucius bent at the waist and lifted Sirius’ head up, his smile was cold and hungry. “Have you been following my orders?”

“Yes, sir. I…I haven’t masturbated for a whole week.” He said softly, he remembered the sheer torture that had been, being unable to touch himself while in the shower or in bed at night dreaming of James.

“There’s a good boy, now then…I will wait while you straighten yourself out and today you will refer to me as ‘Teacher’ or ‘Professor’…”

“Yes, professor.” Sirius stood up slowly and tucked his shirt into his trousers, straightened his old school tie and gazed into those hated, cold grey eyes awaiting his instructions.

XXX

James lay his head in Lily’s lap as she ran fingers through his hair, he frowned irritably up at the ceiling. “Are you alright, James? You don’t seem to be very happy.”

James huffed. “It’s Sirius.” He muttered and looked into his girlfriends green eyes. “He’s been acting really weird recently and when I went to see him earlier I saw…” He remembered the feel of the skin of Sirius’ cock against his fingers and shivered involuntarily, what on earth had he been thinking? He had a gorgeous girlfriend and he definitely wasn’t gay! “…I saw bruises and injuries all over his body. For Christ sake someone had burnt him with cigarette! He’s being abused by some new boyfriend and he’s just…just allowing it! What can I do?”

Lily sighed softly, pausing in her tender motions on her boyfriend’s hair. “There is very little you can do, James. Sirius is an adult, you can’t protect him for the rest of his life eventually he had to grow up.”

“But it’s abuse! I remember what he was like when he was living with his parents, it wasn’t pretty. Trust me, Sirius isn’t emotionally strong, he’s got this…this delicate side to him, almost as if years of abuse and suffering has made him so breakable. If we let this continue he’ll destroy himself and there’ll be nothing I can do to put him back together again.” He pushed both hands into his hair and closed his eyes tightly. “I’m so worried Lily.”

Lily smiled and kissed his forehead gently. “I know you are, it’s what makes you a good friend…and it’s one of many reasons I fell in love with you.”

James opened his eyes and smiled, he lifted his hand and touched her face. “So it really wasn’t pity for the hopeless rich boy who made a fool of himself all the time?”

Lily smirked. “Maybe just a little.”

XXX

Sirius’ finger nails dug into the soft wood of the desk he was bent over, his forehead rested on the cool surface and the room was filled with his gasping moans, soft noises of desperation as he arched his back like a kitten. The gentle vibrations of the vibrator sent shock waves of pleasure rushing through his over-heated body, he jerked and bit down on his bottom lip as Lucius angled the toy and found that special bundle of nerves that lay inside him. “Oh fuck…” Sirius whispered into the wood, his fingers scrabbling uselessly for purchase, he pushed back against the toy and heard Lucius chuckle.

“Have you been a bad boy, Black?” Lucius hissed into his ear, he jerked the toy and drew a sharp cry from his ‘students’ lips. “Hmm? You would do well to answer to your professor, boy…wouldn’t want to end up in detention.”

“Oh…Oh god…y-yes…yes I’ve been-nng…bad, very, very bad, sir!”

Lucius smiled triumphantly and ran his finger nails down Sirius’ back beneath his slightly torn school shirt. “Then you must be punished…shall I get my cane?”

Sirius moaned and arched his back again, the pace was tortuously slow, it was almost painful. A light smack on his sensitive arse made him aware that Lucius expected an answer; he swallowed and tried to clear his head. “Please sir; I need to b-be-ah-fuck…Punished…Punish me…”

Lucius grabbed Sirius by his hair and threw him into the wall, he left the long, white plastic vibrator buried inside his body as he pushed his legs apart with a knee and placed Sirius’ hands against the wall. His trousers slid down around his ankles and Lucius grabbed Sirius’ tie, he wrapped it around his head so that it was wedged firmly between his teeth. “Make a sound and I will not let you cum, do you understand?”

Sirius groaned and nodded as he pressed his forehead into the wall and closed his eyes. He felt cool hands caress his abdomen, they slid upwards and lightly pinched his nipples, making them harden. Sirius shuddered and bit down hard on his gag, one of Lucius’ hands moved down and slowly slid over his ball sack, his hips jerked and he felt the vibrator press into his prostate which forced a soft gasp from his lips. His eyes opened to reveal little more than thin silver rings surrounding deep pools of utter black, the drugs ran through his system making every sensation ten times more exquisite. He began to move his hips back and forth, humping thin air helplessly as he sought some kind of friction against those questing fingers. They found the Vibrator and circled his stretched hole before being pushed inside, Sirius held his breath, desperately trying not to make any noise.

“Mmm, you’re lovely, are you aware of that, Black?” Lucius muttered as he forced two fingers into the trembling body against the wall, sweat trickled down Sirius’ neck and Lucius lapped it away with a casual flick of his tongue. “Alright, I will be lenient this time, you can make as much noise as you wish but I do not wish to hear any words from those beautiful lips.” Sirius groaned and pushed desperately back against that probing hand, he closed his eyes as he established a rhythm that sent his body into overdrive. Maons, groans and soft, uncontrollable grunts escaped around his gag as he trembled violently. He desperately needed to cum, he was so, so close…just a little more…a little deeper…faster…harder…He jerked and gasped in shock as the fingers were ripped away and cool air caressed his back, he moaned in frustration and hit his head against the wall. Lucius returned and Sirius felt the roughness of something wooden sliding over the flesh of his buttocks, he knew what was coming and he pushed his arse out in anticipation. With a sharp flick Sirius felt the agonising sting across his flesh, he jerked and moaned loudly as his finger nails dug into the plaster in the wall. Lucius drew back and brought the cane back across his arse, agony and pleasure flared through every nerve and Sirius felt something twisting violently in his abdomen. He tensed as Lucius began a series of short, sharp smacks that seemed to send him into a delirium. Sirius arched his back with each strike, his body tingling and shuddering violently his shirt slid from his shoulders to reveal the pale column of his throat his moans got louder as he lost himself in the intensity of the pleasure/pain. He was helpless against it, heat pooled in his abdomen like lava and his eyes snapped shut. His toes curled in his socks as the vibrator buzzed and jerked with each rapid thrust of his hips, his orgasm was almost upon him. He cried out and nearly slipped down the wall. Lucius realised what was happening and he stopped his assault, he was panting slightly and grinning as he adjusted his erection in his trousers. He admired the criss-crossing network of tiny red marks that scattered Sirius’ backside and upper legs. “You’re not supposed to enjoy punishment, Sirius.” He muttered as he stood behind his toy and gazed at him with hungry eyes. “Turn around and get down on your knees.” He ordered and Sirius did as instructed, he turned black, fathomless eyes upon him and Lucius very nearly lost all composure. “My god you are beautiful.” He breathed as Sirius fell to his knees and lowered his head in submission.

Sirius lifted his head as Malfoy slid a hand beneath his chin, his gag was ripped away and Lucius took a moment to swipe his thumb over his lips. Sirius knew what he had to do, he stared up at him with dark, lust filled eyes. “Please…Professor…Let me suck you off.” He reached with his hands and tugged hopefully at his belt, he sustained eye contact and slowly licked his lips. “Please, I really want to taste you sir…let me…”

Lucius smiled. “Since you asked so nicely.” He chuckled as he opened his trousers and pulled them down his hips to allow his swollen cock to spring forth. Sirius felt a strong hand tangle in his hair and his head was pushed forward, he took Lucius into his mouth and began sucking. The hand on the back of his head tightened its grip and his head was pushed and pulled back and forth, Lucius’ hips moved in time and Sirius let his eyes fall closed. He could so easily imagine that it was James’ cock he was sucking on…with that thought he became much less passive. He worked his tongue around the flesh in his mouth, allowing it to be forced deeper down his throat; he had learned long ago how to avoid gagging. Lucius’ rhythm slowly disintergrated and it wasn’t long before he yanked Sirius away from him and threw him to the floor. “Enough, get on your hands and knees. I want to cum inside you.” Sirius groaned and did as he was told, he lowered his head and felt the vibrator removed before something hot and hard replaced it. He pushed his body back onto that delicious invader and felt Lucius grip his hips tightly. “Fuck, I’ll never get enough of this. You’re fantastic…ahhh, yessss…”

Sirius moaned and closed his eyes, allowing his imagination to run away with him. He felt a hand come around and begin stroking his erection in time with each thrust, once again he was full of fire. It wasn’t Lucius, it was never Lucius. It was always James. The memory of James’ fingers on his cock made him jerk backwards, his fingers clawing the carpet with sudden, animalistic desperation. One squeeze and twist and Sirius was coming undone in Lucius’ hands, he gasped as the sheer force his orgasm short circuited his senses. He somehow managed to keep from moaning James’ name, for which he was thankful for later. He felt Lucius pump hot liquid inside him and groaned as he was released and allowed to collapse to the floor, he lay still panting heavily and allowing the aftershocks of his orgasm wash through him. He smiled to himself softly as Lucius began changing.
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