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The Raven's Song	By : Quills Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 6265 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Lyra stretched out with a soft, sated sigh before registering the heat of another body wrapped intimately around hers from behind and a hand possessively caressing her breasts. Her body stiffened and her hand instinctively shot out in search of her wand before the blissful memories of the night before came flooding back to her with enough force to take her breath away.

“Hello, my sleepy sweetheart.” Sirius’s mouth hovered temptingly over hers as he gathered her hands into his and restrained them against the pillow. “Lyra, tell me – do you have any Veela blood?”

“Veela blood?” She arched into him as heat flooded her body. Dazed and still half-asleep, she shuddered in delight. “No, I don’t think so. Why do you ask?”

“Because I find you impossible to resist,” he said hoarsely as, without warning, he buried his cock inside her. Lyra cried out in delight and pushed back against him as his lips covered hers. In Sirius’s bed, she was his and he was hers; it was as simple and right as that. Nothing she could do would change that fact, so she simply allowed the consuming desire they shared to sweep her away once more.

“Sirius?” she gasped, doing nothing to slow the spiralling tension in her core.

He slammed into her so hard that they both went flying across the bed as his loud groans echoed around the bedroom. “What is it, Lyra?! I warn you, I have no intention of stopping!”

“Don’t stop! Just don’t...don’t hold back.”

“With you to tempt me? Never.”

Still keeping her hands restrained in his, Sirius increased the pace of his deep thrusts yet further until she began to fight for breath, her climax so near but just out of reach. When he captured her ear between his lips to croon a single command into it, though, she lost all control of her body.

“Come for me, Lyra.”

Submitting to his control had never been sweeter or easier. Lyra threw her head back and sobbed Sirius’s name over and over as an uncontrollable wave of physical ecstasy soared through her veins, inflaming every last inch of her body and filling her with a deep and innate sense of content. Overwhelmed by a sudden rush of emotion, she closed her eyes and slumped back against Sirius as his arms wrapped around her and he thrust deeply into her one last time before giving himself over to his own climax.

It could have been mere moments or even an eternity before they broke apart and she rolled over to face him, her eyes wide and unguarded as a deep flush burned her skin to match his. They stared at each other mutely until he touched her face and wound a hand through her tousled hair. “Hey, you,” he said gently. “Nice way to start the day?”

“The best.”

He smiled at her. “You have no idea how glad I am to hear you say so, sweetheart. It wasn’t just the Firewhiskey talking last night then?”

“No way.” Lyra nestled further into him, a small sigh of pleasure escaping her lips as her breathing returned to normal. “If anything, it just gave me the courage to admit to all that I wanted. So what time did you wake me up, Sirius?”

He pulled back the curtain and glanced at a bedside clock that had the Puddlemere United logo blazed proudly across it. “Just gone seven, Lyra – have you got to work today?”

“Afraid so.” She pulled him back towards her, revelling in the intimacy that felt more right than anything before. Though she had fought to defy precisely that, now that she had spent the night with him Lyra knew that the craving she felt to stay in his arms could not be suppressed. A nervous flutter in her stomach, she tilted her head back to look up at him. “Sirius, can I come straight back here when I finish?”

Much to her consternation, his smile slipped away. “Why? Tell me honestly, Lyra...do you just not want to go home for fear of Malfoy, or –“

“I want to come back to you. Merlin’s beard, Sirius, if I just wanted to hide from Malfoy I wouldn’t have spent the night in your bed, would I?!”

“I suppose not –“

Lyra wrapped her arms around his neck and silenced him with a fierce, passionate kiss before breaking away. Tears shone in her eyes, but she blinked them back and gazed up at him. “Sirius, I want you. I don’t want Malfoy or anyone else at all – just you. But if it was just a one night thing and you don’t want me to come back tonight...”

Sirius’s grey eyes widened. “Circe, no! Lyra, if I’ve given you that impression then I’m a fool. I want you back in my arms tonight and every night, but only if you truly want to be here.”

“I do, Sirius! I really do.”

He exhaled as he brushed her hair back from her flushed face. “Then yes, sweetheart, come back to me tonight. I wish I could keep you here all day in truth, but it can’t be. Knowing that you’re coming back at the end of the day will help me through the long hours without you, though.”

To her relief, he visibly relaxed as he delivered a swift kiss to her lips before sitting up and tugging on his trousers. The tension drained away from her body as she struggled up from the tangled sheets and leaned towards him, thrilling in the hunger in his eyes when they rested upon her bare breasts before flickering back upwards when she spoke. “Are you going somewhere, Sirius?”

“I think I’ll go and rustle up some breakfast; Merlin knows you deserve it,” he said with an easy grin as he picked up his wand. “I could leave it to my family’s foul little house elf, but I don’t think we’d ever get fed if I did. Stay here if you want – I’ve got no objection to keeping you in my bed a little longer.”

“I’d stay forever if I could.”

Sirius’s smile widened as he knelt on the sheets and pulled her to sit across his thighs, but he groaned softly when she instantly wrapped her bare legs around his waist. Despite the fact that they had been together not five minutes before, Lyra was already a slave to her desperate desire for him once more.

When he sought out her lips with his, she eagerly pressed herself up against him as his hands settled upon her waist before moving upwards in search of her breasts. A shiver of delight shot through her aching body as his thumbs brushed across her nipples before he pulled away from her and slowly shook his head. “No, temptress – if I let you coax me back into bed we’ll never leave it.”

“So?”

He laughed, but lifted her back onto the sheets and pulled back the curtains nonetheless. “So the world will still go on outside, Lyra, and much as I wish we could we can’t ignore it. Put your feet up and relax while I get you some well-earned breakfast.”

And with one more brief kiss, he was gone from the room.

Lyra sighed as she sank back into the bed, unnerved by how much she missed him already after the intensity of the night they had spent together. Though she tried to relax and wait for him as he had suggested, she just could not do it. Even the few minutes she had spent without him were driving her crazy. The scent of sage and musk still lingered on the bed sheets, making her yearning for him impossible to resist.

With a wry smile, she slipped down from the bed to get dressed before remembering the fate of the clothing she had been wearing upon her arrival at Grimmauld Place. Save for the panties that lay discarded at the end of the bed, all of her clothing was still on the floor next to the dining table. Lyra allowed herself a brief moment in which to revel in the memory as she tugged the panties on before wrapping a sheet around her naked body, patting the Hippogriff on the head and Apparating downstairs in search of Sirius and her clothes.

But Sirius was not alone.
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