Fic: "The Question is obvious." Sirius/Kingsley

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Title: “The Question is Obvious”
Character Pairing: Sirius/Kingsley
Prompt: #8 – the question is obvious
Rating: R
Warning: slash sex – anal; oral; mild D/s
Word Count: ~1000
Disclaimer: JKR owns all.
Author's Notes: written for rarepair_shorts, follows on from “The Fundamental Point” at http://community.livejournal.com/rarepair_shorts/27919.html#cutid1  
Link to Prompt Table: http://red-day-dawning.livejournal.com/18707.html

 

The Question is Obvious

Why did Kingsley want Sirius?  What did he see in this half-crazed, wasted man?  The question was bloody obvious, thought Sirius gloomily, swallowing another gulp of fire-whiskey.  It was the answer that was unclear, and it didn’t seem any clearer the more he drank.   

Fuck it, he thought.  I don’t really give a fuck, it’s not like he’ll really be interested anymore.  Oh, he’ll be interested, so bloody concerned with poor bloody Sirius and his faltering grasp on sanity.  But he won’t be interested, not in me, not that way, not giving me orders, Merlin, it’s so hot when he tells me what to do… and Sirius reached his free hand to clumsily unfasten his trousers and pull out his half-hard cock.

Moaning as his hand roughly scraped around his slowly hardening cock, Sirius put down the half-empty bottle, pulled his pants completely off, wriggling and squirming to find a position so he could roughly finger himself with one hand as he pulled himself off with the other.  Oh yes, he moaned, oh Merlin, yes, just like this, rough and hard, Kingsley’s wrapped his hand around my cock, and I’m feeling Kingsley’s fingers, no Kingsley’s big hard cock, he hasn’t fucked me yet, but now I’m feeling Kingsley’s big hard cock, oh so big, pushing against my arsehole, oh yes… 

“Sirius!” he heard, the sound of the deep voice filling the room.  He hadn’t heard him enter, but there was Kingsley standing right in front of him, looking serious and stern.

“Kingsley?” Sirius gasped, oh this was bad, this was awful, this was as bad as his mother and Regulus walking in on him fucking himself with that dildo…

“What are you doing, without me?” Kingsley asked, and Sirius was so surprised he could gape at the other man, his mouth ajar.  “I have not given you permission.”

Regaining his failing, flailing wits, Sirius defiantly said, “You have never said I couldn’t!”

He gazed up at the other man with his serious face, barely breathing – eagerly awaiting an outcome - then he saw that familiar slow smile cross over Kingsley’s face, as he replied, “Well, no, I haven’t, have I?  So I can’t really punish you.”

Unaccountably Sirius felt disappointed… punish him? 

“But I am here now, so kneel!”

Feeling his blood warm and his cock harden again, Sirius stalked over to the dark man, and knelt between his feet.  He reached up to unfasten Kingsley’s trousers, happy when Kingsley nodded and said “Yes.  Good boy.”

Drawing the big cock out from his trousers, Sirius licked the tip, treasuring the sound of the softly exhaled breath he had caused, and then slowly drew the full shaft into his mouth.  “No hands,” Kingsley warned, and Sirius obliged, slurping and sucking the full length in and out, relishing the feel of the cock stiffening in his mouth and the faint savory flavor of pre-come.

“Enough!” Kingsley commanded, “Now undress and get on your hands and knees – that’s right facing away from me, point that arse at me, yes.”

Shivering with anticipation, Sirius waited, hearing the rustling of clothes as Kingsley undressed.  He heard the other man come closer.  His limbs were trembling now - he felt the other man come closer, even felt his exhaled breath against his naked skin.

Despite expecting it, Sirius gasped when Kingsley ran his large hands over his buttocks and flanks.  One hand followed the line of his flanks around to his abdomen, the other stroked his cleft softly, caressing down to feather over his perineum and over his balls.  Sirius could not control his shaking – he felt as though these feather-light touches were almost enough to make him come.

Kingsley gently began stroking a finger up and down his cock; moistened with pre-come, the touch was tantalizing, gliding.  Kingsley chuckled as Sirius moaned, his hips involuntarily jerking. 

“Impatient, aren’t you?  But not just yet - I want you to beg!”

“Please,” whimpered Sirius.

“Really beg.  Beg like you mean it.”

“Oh, please, please,” Sirius whimpered, frenzied by the stimulus of the feather-light touches, his hips frantically canting back and forth. 

With lubricated fingers, Kingsley began to circle his puckered hole, and then slide them in and out.  One finger, then two, and then three, as Sirius begged and whimpered. 

“You want more?” Kingsley whispered huskily

“Please,” he cried out, “please, more!  Fuck me!  Please!”

So Kingsley did. 

Bracing himself against Sirius’s hips, he smoothly slid himself in, deep and hard and slow.  Steady, without hesitation.  Smoothly, slowly, all the way in.

“Oh fuck,” whined Sirius.  “Oh fuck, yeah, that feels so good, yes, fuck me hard,” driving himself against Kingsley, whining, moaning, slamming himself back.  Lowering himself to his elbows, he pushed back harder and faster.

Balancing on one elbow, Sirius reached for his cock. 

“No,” commanded Kingsley, “Not until I say.”

Sirius moaned and whined, and Kingsley roared, thrusting his orgasm deep into the other man. “Now!”

And Sirius came, without even touching himself – arching spurts of creamy white semen into the air, howling.

The two men slowly and carefully lowered themselves, so that Sirius was lying on the floor, trying to slow his breathing, with Kingsley draped over him, relaxed and replete.

Resting his head against Sirius’s sweaty back, his lips against skin so that Sirius could feel the press of his smile and the rumble of his voice, Kingsley murmured, “Fuck, but you are a beautiful fuck.  I’ve wanted to fuck you since I first saw you – I thought this guy is half nuts: he’s so passionate, reckless, and impulsive - but I bet he’s hot in bed.”

Sirius thought the answer became a little clearer.

 

 

 

 

Comments

[herbailiwick.livejournal.com]

AWESOME!

They complete each other so well. Every word out of Kingsley's mouth is great, especially "point that arse at me" -- I can totally hear him saying that.

this was as bad as his mother and Regulus walking in on him fucking himself with that dildo…
This made me laugh out loud.

Very nice, again! I might try my hand at this pairing sometime. The relationship dynamic won't be the same (the commands, etc.), but we'll see how it turns out.

[red-day-dawning.livejournal.com]

Thanks for all your comments! it's great, I love feedback.

They are a great pair to write! You'll have lots of fun with them, I'm sure!

In some ways I find Kingsley so much easier to write than Sirius. I can write a cocky/confident Sirius, who grabs what he wants with both hands and howls when he can't have it, like I did in "The Trick to Seducing Severus Snape". But this vulnerable, coming apart-at-the-seams and yet charming & adorable Sirius, I struggle with... Still I love the combination of these two guys!