the_debt_of_time

She narrowed her eyes at him and, instead of grabbing her stolen t-shirt and shorts,
dropped the towel from around her body, letting it pool at her feet. When he let out a
desperate whimper and punched the mattress in frustration, she smirked at him.
"Now you're not playing fair."
"Oh, I'm done playing," she said, ignoring his obvious plight as she stepped over
the towel and reached for a bottle of lotion. With a large clip, she twisted her long hair up,
pinning it to her head to allow her easy access to rub the moisturiser into her skin.
Sirius stared at her from behind, swallowing as her slender fingers glided over her
neck and shoulders, covering the Pack Mark, the splinching scar, and the tattooed words
on her opposite shoulder blade. He glanced at the words permanently etched into her
skin. Remus's words. He had been briefly annoyed over the fact that each of her shoulders
was marked by Remus in one way or another, but considering it was his name on her thigh
and his mark on her soul, he had little to complain about.
Except right then.
Her scent and small glimpses of her body sent blood rushing to his cock, causing
him to wince from the ache. He reached down to adjust himself but even that small contact
had him groaning in pleasure.
She stood, ignoring his entire presence save for the slight lilt to her brow as she
lifted a leg and rested it on the edge of the mattress while she ran lotion up and down her
skin. From where he was standing, he was blind to some of her lovely attributes, but her
breasts were in full view. The first time he had seen those breasts in nineteen years, and
the sight could have made him cry had all the water in his body not been diverted to his
mouth, forcing him to literally swallow down his growing desire for her.
Her hand reached her thigh, and he finally caught a glimpse of his name, there,
inked in black upon her skin. He moaned and bent forward, resting his head on the bed
between his forearms. "Voldemort had nothing on you. Fucking evil witch."
"Aww," she cooed mockingly. "Go take a cold shower. That's what I did."
Sirius glared up at her with a smug expression. "I don't think it worked, sweetheart.
I can smell you from here."
Raising a challenging brow, she stared across the mattress at him, eyeing the bulge
in his trousers. "Is that right? Well, I can see you from here. But that doesn't matter, does