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Chapter 17 : The one with the start of the new life
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I thought I should get this up since the queue is currently at 0 hours! Thank You so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! Here's the last one! Enjoy!!
When I get back home, Belle is sitting in the living room watching re-runs of Friends. She looks at me and smiles without saying anything.
Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. I mentally send her.
I run up the stairs to my bedroom and once inside I lock it, dropping my handbag on the floor.
I need a bath. That will make things better.
I grab a hair tie, tie my hair up into a messy bun before walking into the bathroom to check if there's any hot water left. Realising there is I walk back into my bedroom and scream out in surprise.
Sirius is standing there, hands in his pockets leaning on the door.
"Wha…what….what are you doing here?" I stutter.
I wait for him to answer but he doesn't. He just stands there staring at me.
"What are you doing here? Don't you have a wife to go home to?" I say the last part bitterly. Sirius's lips twist upwards to form a small smile that angers me.
"ANSWER ME." I half speak half yell.
He still doesn't say anything and instead moves closer to me. I step backwards unconsciously until my back hits the wall. He moves right in front of me; his body now pressed tightly against my own. I gasp at the feeling whislt my heart jumps and I shallow my breathing so I'm not forced to smell his scent with each breath.
"Move." I say glancing up at him.
His face moves down closer to my own and I move my head back as far as it can go. He smiles slightly at the movement and I stare into his eyes, rebelliousness clenching my jaw. He brings his hand up and brushes away some of the bangs that are falling into my eyes. His hand lingers on my skin and my eyes close on their own accord as I try to control my breathing.
What is he doing?
The next time I open my eyes his face is hanging dangerously close over mine.
"What are you doing? Please move." I say bringing my hands up between our bodies trying to push him away from me. He grabs hold of my wrists with one hand and lifts them over my head allowing him to press his body onto mine fully. I gasp again and wriggle my hands with renewed force in an effort to free them from his grip but it's no use. After 15 seconds of struggling I give up.
"Sirius. What? You have to move…otherwise…"
"Otherwise, you'll what?" he asks back in a voice that sounds genuinely curious.
"I…I'll…scream." He laughs softly and my stomach lurches upon hearing the sound so close to me. I can feel puffs of his breath on my cheek and it tingles uncomfortably.
"I put a silencing charm on the room. You can scream all you want but no-one will ever hear you. I also see you don't have your wand and I don't think you'll use your powers on me."
I scoff at his words. "You're not that special." I try wiggling around again but get no where. "You're married you bastard. Move now."
He tightens the hold on my wrists and I let out a whimper of pain as the bones grind against each other. He hears and moves his head closer to mine, loosening the grip on my wrists slightly.
I turn my head away from his so I'm not looking at him. He moves his other hand to my cheek and pushes on it slightly to turn my face back to his.
"I didn't get married." He says.
I stare blankly into his eyes. "What?" My heart stops as my mind struggles to comprehend what he just said.
He lowers his face a few more millimetres.
"I didn't get married. I saw you run away and then I found you crying. You little idiot, why didn't you tell me?" he asks me desperately. "Why didn't you say something?"
I can't think anymore.
Relief is filling my body but it feels like a cruel dream.
His lips come down to press on mine gently and I take in a shocked breath as they touch. My mind is still completely numb and if it wasn't for his body and the wall, my legs would have crumbled beneath me. At my unresponsiveness he presses his lips harder against mine and it wakes me up.
I do what I've wanted to do but have suppressed for years.
I do what I've waited to but have supressed for years.
I kiss him back.
A giddy voice in my head recognises that I'm getting the welcome home kiss I've been waiting for since I came back from Voldemort.
My breath catches in my throat as his kisses turn greedy. I meet his force and he releases a groaning sound with his throat as if he's bitten into something delicious.
Oh, I've missed that sound.
His hand lets go of my wrists and moves to cup my head, moving it closer to his face and angling it so he can kiss me more deeply.
Oh God, I love him.
My hands move to his chest and I bunch his shirt tightly in a fist. There is no way I'm letting go now. His tongue draws across my bottom lip. I wonder vaguely on whether or not I should let him in or carry on teasing him. He presses harder causing me to open my mouth a fraction and he pushes inside.
My tongue meets his and I feel my body give way. His hands move to my waist and he pushes me harder into the wall holding me up. My lungs are on fire. I need to stop and breathe but I don't want to.
As if sensing this, he moves his lips off mine and starts kissing my neck, instantly reaching for the sensitive spot he discovered years ago. Now it's my turn to moan in pleasure. He sucks at the area until it's red and sensitive before blowing air to cool it down, causing shivers to go up my spine.
His hands and lips are everywhere; nipping my ear lobe before kissing it delicately, my lips, my neck. His hands drop to my waist and rub slightly; slowly lifting the dress I'm wearing. He finds the end and moves his hands underneath, letting them rest on my stomach for a few seconds before he begins moving them slowly upwards.
He stops when he reaches my rib cage before pulling back and slowly pulling the dress of me.
I feel a little nervous standing in front of him again in only my underwear after so many years. My hand moves down his chest and I can feel the hard muscle underneath. I quickly lift it over his head.
Now that he's not wearing a shirt I feel slightly better. He shudders as my cool hands touch his warm skin but instead of pulling away as I had expected he presses himself into me. I look into his eyes for a second and savour the way he's looking at me.
No more coldness, no more hatred, simply pure love. Love that I've been waiting over three years for. I'm not waiting a second longer.
I move my head and bring my lips back to his. I squeal slightly in surprise as he lifts me up off the floor and I move to wrap my legs around his waist. One of his hands moves to my back and the other moves under my thighs to hold me steady. He starts moving backwards until he hits my bed.
Still kissing me deliciously to an inch of my life, he lowers me onto it and climbs on top of me, arms either side of me so I won't get crushed. His fingers slowly caress my skin as he looks on intently. I gasp as he trails fingers up my thighs. He kisses my lips gently before he moves away. I open my closed eyes and look into his.
"I love you." He says panting gently and I for the life of me can't contain the sob that breaks out of my throat at his words.
I always thought I'd lose my virginity to Sirius Black when we were dating. For the last three years after everything changed I wouldn't let anyone close to me. Belle told me again and again that I needed to get back out there in the world and move on with my life. I always told myself that doing so would mean someone else getting close to me before hurting me. Now I know that was only partially true.
Every time I was on a date with someone else it would feel like I was cheating on Sirius and I couldn't do it.
Sirius clasps my hand in his before kissing my fingers gently, slowly rising to move off me. I hold onto him tighter. My fingers entangle in a chain around his neck and with a jolt I realise that it's my necklace. The one with the key. He kept it...all these years.
"No, I love you. Please I need this. I need you." I tug on the necklace and bring him closer to me.
As he removes the rest of our clothes I'm glad it's quite dark in the room otherwise I would have been too embarrassed to do anything. As he settles himself on me I can feel every last gorgeous piece of him.
"Have you?" he asks awkwardly. I quickly shake my head in the negative. He drops another kiss on my lips at the answer before moving back again. "Are you sure?" I nod my head.
I burst out laughing at the statement and the nervousness I've been feeling until now disperses. "I know."
"I love you." He whispers in my ear before he pushes into me.
For a while all the sounds that fill my bedroom are the ones of our love making. Kisses, caresses, panting, moaning, loving words and promises being whispered back and forth.
Once my body is completely drained and limp with exhaustion Sirius falls on top of me, breathing heavily into my neck. A light coat of sweat covers both our bodies but I don't want to change positions ever again. After regulating his breathing he moves off me and falls onto the side of my bed. I stay where I am. I feel blissfully happy and relaxed but as seconds slowly tick by I grow more aware of what we just did and awkwardness starts to set in.
What am I supposed to do now? Am I supposed to stay? Move? Say something? The phrase wham- bam -thank you Ma'am goes through my head and I shake it to get rid of my thoughts.
Thankfully Sirius grabs my hand and pulls me closer to him, turning me on my side so he can press up against my back, his hands wrapping tightly around my waist. He kisses the back of my neck lightly.
"Love you." He whispers into my ear.
"Love you back." I reply.
Our roles are reversed. My new life has begun.
Author's Note: THE END.
Writing this has definately been an eye opener for me. This is the first story I wrote and I just checked the document on my USB and I actually finished it on 21/06/2006! Nearly 4 years ago!
If it wasn't for everyone who reviewed this story, in the earlier chapters especially, I would never have had the courage to post it or even write more stories so you have my upmost gratitude and thanks.
To anyone else out there who's afraid to upload their work because they don't know what people will think please don't be afraid like I was. It only takes one reviewer or one repeat reader to make it all worthwhile!
This will be my last story on this site as I've mentioned before but look around and you'll find other stories that I've written on another site.
Thank You once again and for the last time, please review! Curiositykils.
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