the_debt_of_time

She began laughing joyously, and Sirius joined her as he slowed his movements just
slightly so he could lean forward and kiss her deep.
Mia groaned at the intrusion of his tongue in her mouth, drinking in the taste of
him. There were no longer hints of tobacco since he had quit smoking at her request, nor
were there leftover touches of firewhisky lingering on his tongue. Instead, she was left with
the overwhelming scents of parchment, grass, and leather, and a taste in her mouth that
was distinctly him.
"Fuck.. ." Sirius groaned as he continued stroking inside her, her body clenching
down on him. "Have... Have you always been so fucking... tight?"
Mia smirked and squeezed her muscles around him to watch his eyes roll into the
back of his head. "Maybe you're just bigger now."
Sirius laughed, and she dared him to call her a liar.
"Never stop," she begged as he picked up speed, her eyes closed, head tilted back
as her fingers twitched in his grip.
"Never," he echoed as he deepened his thrusts until she was whimpering, and he
was grunting, and the fire between them was all-consuming.
A deep burn built and coiled within her until she was the one who was shaking in
his arms, shivering with need and begging her body to just let go because it felt so good
that it was starting to hurt. She was absolutely certain she would stop breathing any
moment unless she was released from it all.
As though sensing the steep cliff that she was pushing against, Sirius brushed his
lips against the shell of her ear and whispered in a dark, husky voice, "Let go, baby. I've
been dreaming about you coming around my cock for two decades."
Mia gulped in a deep breath of air as her body lost control, contracting tightly
around him, even tighter than he obviously remembered as he stilled above her, hissing as
his own climax was ripped violently from him.
They rested in the aftermath, gasping and shivering, clinging to one another as their
vision refocused and all their other senses slowly came back from the high they had been
transported to.
Sirius lifted himself onto his elbows and, without a word spoken, began placing soft
lingering kisses up her body. First dipping between them once he pulled himself out of her,
running his tongue along the tattoo against her thigh. Then he moved north, peppering