Fic: A Treasure Trove - Sirius/Kingsley
Title: A treasure trove
Character Pairing: Sirius/Kingsley
Prompt: #5 - a veritable treasure trove
Rating:
Warning:
Word Count:
Disclaimer: JKR owns all.
Author's Notes: written for rarepair_shorts, follows on from “The Question is Obvious” at http://community.livejournal.com/rarepair_shorts/28690.html#cutid1
Link to Prompt Table: http://red-day-dawning.livejournal.com/18707.html
The meeting was finally coming to a close, and people were rising from their chairs to leave. Sirius thought the meetings in the last few weeks were getting even longer, and the discussions even more meaningless. Sirius thought his impatience was certainly exacerbated by the fact he hadn’t had time alone with Kingsley for far too long.
Watching Kingsley out of the corner of his eye, Sirius wriggled and squirmed a little on his seat. The sight of him caused Sirius to harden - it was like an invisible line connecting Sirius’s eyes to his cock, so the merest glimpse of him felt like the press of a large, dark hand against his cock.
The dark Auror appeared calm, unhurried, unflustered. But then, he always appeared calm, unhurried and unflustered, Sirius thought. Quite unlike himself, he reflected. He knew he was impatient.
“Sirius, a word with you please,” Kingsley asked in his rich, resonant voice.
“Ah yes, of course.”
With a hand on Sirius’s arm, Kingsley gently guided the smaller man into the library. Closing the door behind him, Kingsley ran his hand over Sirius’s shoulders, up to the back of his neck. “Ah,” he rumbled in his deep voice, “You are wearing your collar. Good boy.”
The words seem to vibrate through Sirius, stiffening him into complete hardness.
Kingsley sat down on the sofa, maneuvering Sirius so that he stood between his open knees. “And have you been a good boy?”
Licking his lips, Sirius replied, “Y-e-e-s.”
Frowning slightly, Kingsley sternly studied the other man’s face. “Hmm, I am not sure if I can believe that.”
Sirius looked down at Kingsley’s knees.
“Have you been a good boy?”
Sirius nodded his eyes meeting Kingsley’s.
“We’ll see,” said Kingsley slowly. “Now, take your clothes off. Everything off, except your collar. No, don’t worry about locking the door… I don’t think I’d mind people watching you being such a good boy.”
Hastily stripping, Sirius felt his cock stir and jerk at the thought of an audience.
Kingsley’s laughter rumbled, “Like that idea, do you? Now, turn around, that’s right, show me your pretty white arse, bend over, let me see that tight hole. Hmm, I could order you to bend over like that in public, so everyone could see that sweet tight hole, that treasure trove between your spread cheeks. Eager, aren’t you? Look at how your cock jerks at the thought, leaking and dripping pre-come.”
“Now, come here and suck me!”
Panting in excitement, his fingers clumsy in his haste, Sirius unfastened Kingsley’s trousers, opening them so that the huge, dark cock, shining and glistening with pre-come, jerked free. Looking up at the dark man through his eyelashes, Sirius licked slowly up the hard cock, and then opening his mouth wide, swallowed him to the stem. Kingsley’s hands framed his face, holding him gently in place, as Sirius sucked and swallowed and dipped his head, until Kingsley rumbled, “Enough. Turn around, on your hands and knees. Spread your legs, show me that tight hole.”
Sirius fell to his hands and knees, spreading his legs wide apart and pointing his arse up so that he was entirely exposed.
“Now, I’m going to fuck you, slowly and hard,” Kingsley rumbled, “And you will not touch yourself, you will not come, until I say.” Sirius gasped as Kingsley’s whispered spell lubricated him and simultaneously fastened a cock-ring snugly around his erection.
He moaned as Kingsley slowly and smoothly thrust into him, rocking his hips, so that the dark man’s hard cock was sliding rhythmically in and out of Sirius’s arse, slowly, each thrust teasing past Sirius’s prostate to thrust in deeper, filling him up, until his cock was achingly hard and he felt as though he would scream.
He moaned and he whined, thrusting his hips back harder and faster - he felt and heard Kingsley’s deep roar as his cock thrust deep into his channel and spasmed, spurting hot come into him. Kingsley grabbed him around the chest pulling his upper body flush against his, and whispered the spell that released his cock ring. commanding “NOW! and Sirius screamed, the force of his orgasm tearing through him as he came untouched, spurting creamy white arcs into the air.
Whimpering with the intensity of the orgasm, Sirius slid back against Kingsley, collapsing as the larger man supported him. Eyelids fluttering, he lay back, as Kingsley stroked his sweaty hair, murmuring “Good Boy.”
Character Pairing: Sirius/Kingsley
Prompt: #5 - a veritable treasure trove
Rating:
Warning:
Word Count:
Disclaimer: JKR owns all.
Author's Notes: written for rarepair_shorts, follows on from “The Question is Obvious” at http://community.livejournal.com/rarepair_shorts/28690.html#cutid1
Link to Prompt Table: http://red-day-dawning.livejournal.com/18707.html
The meeting was finally coming to a close, and people were rising from their chairs to leave. Sirius thought the meetings in the last few weeks were getting even longer, and the discussions even more meaningless. Sirius thought his impatience was certainly exacerbated by the fact he hadn’t had time alone with Kingsley for far too long.
Watching Kingsley out of the corner of his eye, Sirius wriggled and squirmed a little on his seat. The sight of him caused Sirius to harden - it was like an invisible line connecting Sirius’s eyes to his cock, so the merest glimpse of him felt like the press of a large, dark hand against his cock.
The dark Auror appeared calm, unhurried, unflustered. But then, he always appeared calm, unhurried and unflustered, Sirius thought. Quite unlike himself, he reflected. He knew he was impatient.
“Sirius, a word with you please,” Kingsley asked in his rich, resonant voice.
“Ah yes, of course.”
With a hand on Sirius’s arm, Kingsley gently guided the smaller man into the library. Closing the door behind him, Kingsley ran his hand over Sirius’s shoulders, up to the back of his neck. “Ah,” he rumbled in his deep voice, “You are wearing your collar. Good boy.”
The words seem to vibrate through Sirius, stiffening him into complete hardness.
Kingsley sat down on the sofa, maneuvering Sirius so that he stood between his open knees. “And have you been a good boy?”
Licking his lips, Sirius replied, “Y-e-e-s.”
Frowning slightly, Kingsley sternly studied the other man’s face. “Hmm, I am not sure if I can believe that.”
Sirius looked down at Kingsley’s knees.
“Have you been a good boy?”
Sirius nodded his eyes meeting Kingsley’s.
“We’ll see,” said Kingsley slowly. “Now, take your clothes off. Everything off, except your collar. No, don’t worry about locking the door… I don’t think I’d mind people watching you being such a good boy.”
Hastily stripping, Sirius felt his cock stir and jerk at the thought of an audience.
Kingsley’s laughter rumbled, “Like that idea, do you? Now, turn around, that’s right, show me your pretty white arse, bend over, let me see that tight hole. Hmm, I could order you to bend over like that in public, so everyone could see that sweet tight hole, that treasure trove between your spread cheeks. Eager, aren’t you? Look at how your cock jerks at the thought, leaking and dripping pre-come.”
“Now, come here and suck me!”
Panting in excitement, his fingers clumsy in his haste, Sirius unfastened Kingsley’s trousers, opening them so that the huge, dark cock, shining and glistening with pre-come, jerked free. Looking up at the dark man through his eyelashes, Sirius licked slowly up the hard cock, and then opening his mouth wide, swallowed him to the stem. Kingsley’s hands framed his face, holding him gently in place, as Sirius sucked and swallowed and dipped his head, until Kingsley rumbled, “Enough. Turn around, on your hands and knees. Spread your legs, show me that tight hole.”
Sirius fell to his hands and knees, spreading his legs wide apart and pointing his arse up so that he was entirely exposed.
“Now, I’m going to fuck you, slowly and hard,” Kingsley rumbled, “And you will not touch yourself, you will not come, until I say.” Sirius gasped as Kingsley’s whispered spell lubricated him and simultaneously fastened a cock-ring snugly around his erection.
He moaned as Kingsley slowly and smoothly thrust into him, rocking his hips, so that the dark man’s hard cock was sliding rhythmically in and out of Sirius’s arse, slowly, each thrust teasing past Sirius’s prostate to thrust in deeper, filling him up, until his cock was achingly hard and he felt as though he would scream.
He moaned and he whined, thrusting his hips back harder and faster - he felt and heard Kingsley’s deep roar as his cock thrust deep into his channel and spasmed, spurting hot come into him. Kingsley grabbed him around the chest pulling his upper body flush against his, and whispered the spell that released his cock ring. commanding “NOW! and Sirius screamed, the force of his orgasm tearing through him as he came untouched, spurting creamy white arcs into the air.
Whimpering with the intensity of the orgasm, Sirius slid back against Kingsley, collapsing as the larger man supported him. Eyelids fluttering, he lay back, as Kingsley stroked his sweaty hair, murmuring “Good Boy.”