Finally!
I have finally got net back in my house. Yay!
I've missed quite a lot, as I've only been able to vaguely skim flist for a while. Anything you want me to see link in the comments, and otherwise I should be better from now on.
And I might as well post this:
Title: Everyone Loved Sirius Black
Pairings: Sirius/James, Sirius/Lily, Harry/hand, Sirius/Bella pretty much, with others mentioned.
Warnings: Incest, Chan Masturbation if the that's the right way to write that...
Genre: Angst, pretty much
Rating: Not quite NC 17, I believe.
Words: 431
Much thanks to rayvyn2k for the beta!
Everyone loved Sirius Black. They don’t want to admit it, but they all wanted him at some point. Even worse, they wanted to take care of him.
James was the first - everything -- when it came to Sirius. James was his first real friend, his first confident, his first kiss. James was the first to have him lying flat on his back, panting and moaning. He was the first person Sirius truly grieved, at the end.
Of course, there was Lily, too. Her hot looks as she enticed him into her, her nimble fingers as she drove his body mad, her hot body engulfing him and making him forget there was a reason it was wrong. And afterwards her expression as she imagined what it could be like if Sirius were truly hers, rather then being James’s just like she would have to be.
And in the background, always patiently ready for him was Remus. The gentle boy, then man, who did his best to make sure Sirius never saw his beast side - Remus could never see that sometimes it was all he wanted. Remus was the one who stayed knowing that Sirius’ thoughts were haunted by a dead man, not a beast, at every moment of his life. Remus was there at the end.
Even Harry, who knew he was supposed to think of Sirius as a father figure, couldn’t help but grasp his cock in the dead of night as his dorm room slept and think of his Godfather. He wanted to protect Sirius almost more then anyone, as all who’ve heard this story know, but he also longed to hold-touch-taste his connection to the past.
Of course, saying James was the first is not completely true. Even before, there was another obsessed with him, although it was not until she was locked away did she get her chance. Sirius fucked his cousin hard against the clammy Azkaban walls and then after he escaped he never looked back. Bellatrix had certainly meant to kill him, but she had never realized that would make him truly gone.
There were many others. Everyone who had ever been with Sirius knew that there were others and would continue to be so. Peter watching from behind bed-curtains, Tonks disregarding society’s bounds as her aunt had, most of the stray dogs who visited the park nearest Grimmauld Place. Sirius was loved before and after his death always, and he did love back, but only as he could. And Sirius had never learned to use his whole heart except for with James, his eternal first.
The End
I've missed quite a lot, as I've only been able to vaguely skim flist for a while. Anything you want me to see link in the comments, and otherwise I should be better from now on.
And I might as well post this:
Title: Everyone Loved Sirius Black
Pairings: Sirius/James, Sirius/Lily, Harry/hand, Sirius/Bella pretty much, with others mentioned.
Warnings: Incest, Chan Masturbation if the that's the right way to write that...
Genre: Angst, pretty much
Rating: Not quite NC 17, I believe.
Words: 431
Much thanks to rayvyn2k for the beta!
Everyone loved Sirius Black. They don’t want to admit it, but they all wanted him at some point. Even worse, they wanted to take care of him.
James was the first - everything -- when it came to Sirius. James was his first real friend, his first confident, his first kiss. James was the first to have him lying flat on his back, panting and moaning. He was the first person Sirius truly grieved, at the end.
Of course, there was Lily, too. Her hot looks as she enticed him into her, her nimble fingers as she drove his body mad, her hot body engulfing him and making him forget there was a reason it was wrong. And afterwards her expression as she imagined what it could be like if Sirius were truly hers, rather then being James’s just like she would have to be.
And in the background, always patiently ready for him was Remus. The gentle boy, then man, who did his best to make sure Sirius never saw his beast side - Remus could never see that sometimes it was all he wanted. Remus was the one who stayed knowing that Sirius’ thoughts were haunted by a dead man, not a beast, at every moment of his life. Remus was there at the end.
Even Harry, who knew he was supposed to think of Sirius as a father figure, couldn’t help but grasp his cock in the dead of night as his dorm room slept and think of his Godfather. He wanted to protect Sirius almost more then anyone, as all who’ve heard this story know, but he also longed to hold-touch-taste his connection to the past.
Of course, saying James was the first is not completely true. Even before, there was another obsessed with him, although it was not until she was locked away did she get her chance. Sirius fucked his cousin hard against the clammy Azkaban walls and then after he escaped he never looked back. Bellatrix had certainly meant to kill him, but she had never realized that would make him truly gone.
There were many others. Everyone who had ever been with Sirius knew that there were others and would continue to be so. Peter watching from behind bed-curtains, Tonks disregarding society’s bounds as her aunt had, most of the stray dogs who visited the park nearest Grimmauld Place. Sirius was loved before and after his death always, and he did love back, but only as he could. And Sirius had never learned to use his whole heart except for with James, his eternal first.
The End