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Faith's in the bar, on the piano. Jazz tonight. At the moment, 'God Bless The Child,' and she's singing along.

Her Security Badge is clipped to her shirt, and her hair is braided again.

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"I'm mature for my age," he answers, gripping her hips and biting her shoulder. This is all very encouraging, and his body agrees wholeheartedly.

"Legs, just a...little..." he gasps, trying to fit his body to hers more closely. "Faith..."

"Yeah...I can...see that..."

Faith's legs drop down to the bed and spread wide, knees bending, hips arching to give him a better angle.

It is possible that certain sensitive portions of his anatomy get groped.

Strike that - they definitely get groped.

Sirius can feel his eyes roll up in his head.

"Just...moment to concentrate..." he mumbles, burying his face in her neck. He isn't quite sure of the physics of all this, but --

Oh, that was...easier than he thought it would be, and ohsowarmanddidshejustsqueeze...

He moans against her skin, wondering if she was wrong and if he'll actually die of pleasure if he moves.

Yes, she just squeezed.

Pretty firmly.

And, being somewhat more certain of the physics than he is, has already started to move her hips, scraping her nails lightly over his scalp.

This is much, much better than flying and James doesn't know what he's talking about.

Sirius jerks his hips, rather inexpertly, but the thought is definitely there. After a few tries he manages to figure out how this works, and after a few more tries he can make her moan almost every time he arches a little when he thrusts.

"Faith....mmmmmh...." he moans, wanting it nownownow but not wanting to be lame and finish early, either. He closes his eyes and tries to think of vastly unerotic things, but her fingers in his hair are very, very distracting.

"Sirius..."

She's breathing a little heavily now, one bare foot running up and down his spine as her fingers move in his hair, squeezing and clenching around him.

If he can think of unerotic things right now, he's doing pretty well.

He can't. But that's okay, because the rhythm is becoming hypnotic and now he really doesn't want it to end.

He bites along her collarbone, one hand gripping her arse, the other twining in her hair. Some big sensation, far too big to understand, is building in his belly, uncoiling in little shivers of pleasure and making him gasp, moan, swear...

"Fuck, Faith, are you -- "

"Yes...yeah...fuck...Sirius..."

Her hips are jerking slightly, and she pulls his mouth up to hers, kissing him hungrily, sucking and nibbling on his lower lip as she does.

Sirius moans into her mouth and his body shudders and the deep feeling in his belly dissipates in a thousand little whiplash pleasures.

"Oh fuck," he mutters, and then, "contragens" rather urgently, even as he tenses and shudders again and it's a good thing too because now there is absolutely nothing but Faith's body and voice and mouth.

Faith has no idea what he just did.

Well, as far as the spell goes. The other bit she understands pretty well.

The spell she doesn't even hear properly, really, because his release triggered hers, and she's gasping and writhing underneath him as she rides it out.

Sirius is pretty sure that he's just given a woman her first orgasm while he was actually present for it, which is pretty good for the ego.

Or would be, if he could think rationally, which he can't, because he just wants to curl up as close to her as he can possibly get and ask when they can do that again.

"That was fun," he mumbles against her cheek.

Faith laughs, softly.

"Glad to know you think so," she says, running her fingers through his hair. "I rather liked it myself."

A beat, and then, mischievously, "Ready for round two?"

Sirius...may be in trouble.

Sirius laughs a little.

"I'm a wizard, not a miracle worker," he answers, nuzzling her ear. "We teenagers need our sleep, you know. Which is not to say I couldn't show you how good I am with my hands, if you want..."

Faith snorts, wrapping her legs around him, and flips them over so he's pinned under her.

"Sleep, if you need it," she says, and curls around him, pillowing her head on his chest. "For you, I'll stay the night."

"That's reassuring," he says, lifting one hand and hovering it in the air. A blanket at the end of the bed wraps itself around them.

"Er...possibly this is a stupid thing to tell you..." he says sleepily, "and...no pressure or anything...but that was sort of my...first. And may have ruined me for other women, really..."

Faith laughs, kissing his throat.

"That's what I do. Should get a t-shirt, really. 'Virgins Deflowered. Other Women Rendered Unattractive. Inquire Within.'"

"I intend to," Sirius says, eyes closing. "Stick around in the morning and I promise an encore."

His breathing slowly evens out, and as he drifts of he mumbles "Next time gonna remember the contragens sooner...no little mini Slayers running around..."

Faith stares at him for a minute, then sighs, settling down on his chest.

"Damn good thing you're so pretty, Black."

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