rarepair_shorts | Fic: "The Fundamental Point" - R

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Title: The Fundamental Point
Character Pairing: Sirius/Kingsley
Prompt: #9 - Fundamental
Rating: R
Warning: frottage and wanking
Word Count: 458
Disclaimer: JKR owns all.
Author's Notes: written for rarepair_shorts, follows on from “Oh, the insanity” at http://community.livejournal.com/rarepair_shorts/27809.html#cutid1
Link to Prompt Table: http://red-day-dawning.livejournal.com/18707.html

Sirius woke up feeling unusually rested. Safe. Secure. Warm strong arms encircled him – he was nestled against a warm strong body.

A deep voice rumbled against him “You awake now, Sirius?”

“Kingsley! What happened? Why are you here?” Sirius asked, wriggling free, so he could face the other man.

“Don’t you remember?”

“No… maybe,” he whispered, starting to tremble as he remembered. “I really lost the plot, didn’t I? I thought I was back in Azkaban.”

“Ssh,” soothed Kinsley in his deep, sonorous voice, wrapping his arms more tightly around the smaller man, “You’re safe now. You’re here with me, and I won’t let them take you back.”

Sirius allowed himself to relax in the comfort of the other man’s arms. The warmth and safety in those arms, the feel of bare skin against him, aroused him, His cock begin to stiffen, and he pressed himself against the other man. He rocked gently against Kingsley’s muscular belly, his arousal increasing as the other man moaned and adjusted his position so that their cocks rubbed against each other.

Sirius opened his mouth eagerly as Kingsley pressed their lips together. Their tongues tangled and entwined, slick and sliding past each other. Sirius moaned as Kingsley whispered a lubrication spell, and grabbed their cocks in his big hand and began to stroke them, each touch sliding their erections against each other. Slowly at first, and then responding to their increasing urgency, harder and faster his hand worked.

Sirius glanced down and the sight of his cock, pale and hard and leaking, thrusting against Kinsley’s dark cock, wrapped in that big, dark hand was too much, and he came with a cry, a white splatter onto the pale and the dark skin, and Kingsley came with him, his big cock convulsing and pulsing, spurting on them both.

“Ah, mmmm,” Sirius moaned, inarticulate and happy. “’s good,” he said, pressing his head against Kingsley’s shoulder.

Kingsley quietly chuckled, and then murmured, “Yes, it was good.”

Sirius sighed contentedly, but then feeling anxiety rise, he said, “I was worried you might not want me anymore. Not after seeing me like… that.”

Kingsley chuckled again, a deep soothing sound, “I’d already figured you were a bit crazy, Sirius. Seeing it doesn’t change anything. It just makes me want to look out for you a bit more. Makes me feel protective.”

“Really?” asked Sirius, simultaneously horrified and delighted: part of him wanted to sit up and protest that he did not require Kingsley’s protection, and part of him wanted to sigh with contentment and stay in the embrace of those strong arms.

“Really,” replied Kingsley. “The fundamental point is that you are mine now: you belong to me and I won’t let anyone hurt you or take you away. You are mine,” he growled.