Chapter Eighty-Two
Order Business
So if I run it's not enough
You're still in my head forever stuck
So you can do what you wanna do
I love your lies, I'll eat 'em up
But don't deny the animal
That comes alive when I'm inside you
(Animals - Maroon 5)
August 13th, 1978
Digging her nails into his shoulders for purchase, Mia slid herself down slowly over
Sirius's cock, watching with rapture at the way his body tensed. A hiss escaped his lips as
her slick heat surrounded him. She grinned at the noise, relishing in the bit of her that was
more Slytherin than Gryffindor, amused that there was quite a bit of silver and green in
Sirius as well.
Dorea had always insisted that within each witch and wizard lay attributes of each
House. Mia and Sirius were no exceptions to this: they were loyal Hufflepuffs in times of
crisis, wise Ravenclaws when planning for missions, brave Gryffindors while fighting, but
Merlin, they were ambitious Slytherins when they fucked.
The copper clawfoot tub had been used more than their bed in the few days since
moving into the flat above the empty shop on Diagon Alley. As comfortable as every other
surface in the flat was, there was something exquisitely beautiful about a wet Sirius Black.
The way his long, raven locks clung to the skin of his neck and chest when soaked, the
glistening shine of his marble torso when damp. Mia always refused bubbles, though he
offered every time; she simply could not allow anything to stand in the way of viewing
every single inch of him.
She straddled his lap, and he gripped her thighs, thrusting as she moved above him,
grinding down and circling her hips as he pushed himself deeper inside of her. His head
fell back on the edge of the tub, eyes closed. She knew that every so often, he basked in
the way she dominated him. When he felt she was getting a little too smug for her own