the_debt_of_time

kisses up the purple scar that covered her ribs, ascending toward the Pack Mark on her
shoulder and the splinching scar behind it.
"You're perfect," he whispered.
"All of me?"
Sirius reached for her arm and kissed the skin marred by Bellatrix's dagger. "All of
you."
"You're perfect, too."
"A lot more scars than you, kitten. Ones you've never seen."
Mia ran a finger down the length of his chest. "I've got the rest of my life to learn
them all," she said with a tender smile. "Don't you ever make me wait that long again, Sirius
Black."
"I think it was more painful for me than you, love." He chuckled and settled down
beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist, and tugging her close against him so that
every inch of their skin that could touch was connected to the other. "Besides, it's been a
long time, and I think I held up pretty well."
"I'd say so," she agreed. "But since it has been a long time, did you remember to
cast the Contraceptive Charm?"
"No."
Mia yawned and moved to reach for her wand. "I'll do it."
Sirius stilled her hand. "Don't."