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jateshiTitle: Torn Asunder (Part 2/?)
Pairing: Sirius/Remus (implied), Sirius/Regulus, Sirius/Bellatrix, Sirius/Bellatrix/Regulus, Regulus/Bellatrix
Word Count: 4,491
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Non-con to dub-con to consensual, restraints, incest, threesomes, dirty-talk, bondage, ball gags, anal sex, cunnilingus, possible implied chan if you think about it
Disclaimer: Somehow I still don't own Harry Potter - and because of that, I don't own Remus, Regulus, Sirius, or Bellatrix. If they go for sale, let me know, ne? Until I get them, J. K. Rowling owns them all and if I did own them...well, they wouldn't be children's books... >>
Summary: Bella grinned openly when Sirius tensed at that single finger, jerking Sirius' head up to stare into her eyes. "Last time you left Regulus aching for you, you know - he wanted to bury his cock in that stretched arse of yours, sink his dick inside you and make you come from him riding and using you like a whore."
Author's Notes: At first I thought "There's no way I could get kinkier in these things" and then I got this *horribly* dirty little idea and, well...you might be able to pick out the hint. This can be read alone, but for best results you should really read the first part (helpfully linked below, even) and then prolly take a shower. Beta'd by the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rose_whispers, and any remaining mistakes are mine and mine alone. And, as always, comments and crits rewarded with hot sex a cookie.
Torn Asunder 1 | 2
Torn Asunder
Part 2
Sirius hid in the Gryffindor Tower more often now, Remus watching him with worried amber eyes and a furrow in his brow. Sirius was curled up against the headboard of his four-poster bed, a History of Magic text nestled in his lap and a quill on the bed stand beside him. Silken strands of ebony hair fell around his face, hiding his features, akin to the half-drawn curtains Sirius had taken to consistently letting drape freely around his bed. Every so often Remus caught Sirius' gaze as he flicked his eyes around the room, Remus unable to name the varied emotions he caught playing across his lover's face.
Take now, for instance - Sirius looked inviting at the moment, a half-smile on his lips and that old light making his eyes alive with passion and warm emotion. As soon as Remus moved, though, that all changed. Now Sirius was measuring something, his body language managing to convey desire and...distrust? Worrying his lip, Remus closed his book and leaned forward in his chair. Sirius was watching every move he made, Remus returning the gesture, noting how Sirius shifted on the bed so that he could escape if he suddenly had the need.
That hurt. "Sirius, love," Remus began, having to take a deep breath and let the silence stretch out between them before he felt recovered enough from how Sirius started at the sound of his voice to keep talking to the Black. "What's going on, Sirius?" The Gryffindor's behaviour had undergone an uncharacteristic shift seemingly overnight, right after one of Remus' normal patrols. Remus had come back to the Tower, expecting Sirius to be waiting behind the door and pounce on him the instant he'd crossed the threshold of their room. But Sirius hadn't been anywhere in the Tower for more than an hour after Remus had gotten back, walking into the dorm with barely a word given as to why he'd apparently gone off to a take a shower and scrub his skin raw. James and Peter had exchanged a look with Remus as the Black heir had silently gone straight to bed and, before he could do or say anything, spelled his curtains shut until morning.
Sirius spent the rest of the week blowing alternately hot and cold towards him. One afternoon he came up behind Remus, seductively whispering against the shell of his ear, hand cupping and rubbing his cock through his trousers. And then something happened because his face faltered, Remus at first thinking that McGonagall had walked in on them kissing and was about to take points off. He'd turned around, more than prepared to offer some sort of reason to have Sirius pressed against his back with one hand running through his sandy-blonde hair and found no one in the room, not even Sirius because the boy had fled. Even worse was the way Sirius seemed to be scared of him whenever he tried to grab his arm to pull close for a kiss, or even to talk - none of it made any sense at all; that drove Remus mental.
"Nothing's going on, Remus." For a brief span of time Remus believed his fellow Gryffindor - until Sirius hastily looked back down at his text and refused to look up no matter what sound Remus used to get his attention.
Remus, normally even-tempered in the face of every provocation thrown his direction, snapped. He rarely acted on his anger, even near the full moon, but this time he stood up from his chair so quickly it toppled sideways. The sharp crack as the wood slammed against the floor made Sirius start and fall off the side of the bed, a shocked yelped coinciding with Sirius hitting the floor. Remus' temper cooled just as quickly as it had flared, sprinting to Sirius' side and kneeling on the carpet beside him, his eyes as worried as his voice sounded. "Sirius? Sirius, are you all right, love?" Remus reached for Sirius' shoulder, wanting to steady his shaken lover.
Lightening-quick, Sirius shoved Remus away, backing up as he pushed himself to his feet, scrambling backwards towards the door with enough speed to stumble over his own feet in his hasty retreat. "I'm fine," he shouted, Remus picking out the tell-tale tones that translated into fear hidden in Sirius' words. Even more worried now, especially with the way Sirius was edging to the door, Remus made a dive for the Gryffindor.
He hit the door instead of Sirius, hearing the muffled sounds that meant Sirius was running down the stairs; when he got the door open and stood at the top of the landing, Remus saw just enough of the common room to guess Sirius had sprinted across the open space like a demon had been chasing his tail and made it out of the Tower as fast as his legs could carry him. When Sirius put his mind to it, he had a good pair of sprinter's legs under him - Remus (or anyone else for that matter) just rarely saw them used for anything but escaping the scene of a prank. Face etched with grief, Remus pulled the door closed and leaned back against the wood. "Padfoot...you've got to tell me..." But Remus was still alone on the landing, talking to the empty air.
Eventually Sirius' frantic pace of escape slowed down, staggering to a halt with sudden exhaustion before he put a hand on the cold stone wall to help catch his breath. The week had been wearing hard on his mind, Sirius almost telling Remus what had happened before something inside would hesitate and it was then, when he hesitated, that Remus tried to push for an answer. Whenever Remus started to push him like that, Sirius half-expected Remus to stop saying 'love' and start crooning 'brother' as he held him close. Just because it hadn't happened yet didn't mean he was safe from it - he'd been so sure last time and it hadn't been Remus, it'd been-
"Well-a-day...whatever do we have here?"
-Regulus that day. It'd been Regulus instead of Remus, just like it was now, and Sirius found himself tensing as he listened to Regulus' footsteps draw closer. Regulus sounded as if he was within a few feet now, Sirius suppressing a shiver as unwanted memories - the feel of Regulus' slicked finger slipping inside his body, the warmth of Regulus' hand as he'd pulled on his cock, that thrill of excitement in the pit of his belly when he was helpless - assaulted his mind. Sirius felt his face redden from more than just his quick run - it was disgusting, wrong - so wrong - but those memories were stirring his blood to arousal.
"It looks like a lost little lion cub," a new voice added mockingly, another set of footsteps separating from Regulus' as they too approached Sirius. Sirius' eyes widened at the speaker's voice, the whites of his eyes more visible as fear tempered back any rising anger. "But it seems to me, cousin-dear..." Bellatrix was suddenly there in front of him, a little half-smile twisting her lips as the Gryffindor took a step hastily backwards in retreat. "It seems to me that the lion's not quite as courageous as he once was." Bellatrix caught and held Sirius' eyes, her smile blossoming as Sirius belatedly tossed out a curse at her but didn't break their locked gaze, doing nothing more than taking another step backwards.
Deceptively gentle arms snaked around Sirius' chest, his heart leaping into his throat as he started to struggle frantically against his brother, Regulus chuckling depreciatingly at the feeble efforts Sirius put forth. Regulus' arms slid between Sirius' elbows and his back, a single tug from Regulus trapping Sirius' arms behind his back and forcing the Gryffindor to bow his back backwards, held in the awkward position. Eyes furious as they glared at Bellatrix, Sirius struggled wildly against Regulus, one leg locked around the back of Regulus' knees, trying to make him stagger and release his hold long enough for Sirius to run away. He kept his fight to get away up until Regulus' teeth closed around his earlobe, biting down hard and wrenching a whine of pain from his brother. "Now, now, Sirius...be a good boy," Regulus whispered, sharply pulling Sirius' arms again; Sirius' back arced around the point of force, neck exposed as he had to lean his head back against Regulus' shoulder, his hips jutting out towards Bellatrix enticingly.
"I-if you know what's good for you," Sirius' eyes wildly scanned the hallways, trying to place where exactly he was in the castle, "You'll let me go before a prefect catches you. Th-there's more than detention for being caught at this." They could get expelled - that possibility should've made one of them uneasy but instead Regulus mockingly kissed just under his ear and then bit down, dragging out a groan from Sirius, and Bellatrix stepped closer, her smile still firmly in place.
Before he'd gotten away from his family, Sirius had loved and hated that insane gleam which would light up Bella's eyes. That look meant that she wanted something - whatever she wanted would always make his cock hard and he'd throw away that pride of his easily under her caresses, though afterwards he'd hate himself for it. He hated the way she could make him beg, the way she seemed to get more excited with every agonized cry of pain forced from his body, and the way he loved it all; he couldn't ever decide if he hated Bellatrix for her devious pleasures or that there was some part of his body that liked them just as much as she did.
The passage of time didn't dull the skill Bellatrix's fingers possessed, her nails marking a pathway down his protruding chest and outlining his cock in his trousers. "But cousin," she whispered, laughing at the soft sounds Sirius was making when she cut more and more to inflict pain on his body with her nails, "No one will bother us here. After all, Lucius has the patrols in this part of the castle - and unless you want him to join us, too?" The way she drew out the question, her head tilted child-like as she looked at his worried, fearful expression, showed she knew what he wanted. Licking her lips and then holding his head captive in an iron grip as she possessively kissed him, owning him with her body and challenging Sirius to just try and get himself free. He fought back though - to let her do what she wanted would be to surrender, it'd be losing to them all and Sirius' Gryffindor nature revolted against the idea - and with a low growl he bit her tongue until he could taste warm copper in his mouth and Bella pulled away with a cold smile.
Wiping the few drops of crimson colouring her lips darker red, Bellatrix pulled out her wand and pressed the tip against the bared skin of his throat while she walked around him and Regulus. "I think he remembers what he likes, cousin," she cooed softly, wrenching Sirius' head around to face her before she kissed him again, biting his lower lip until he yelped, starting his struggles up again. "But do you know," her voice hot against his ear, her wand still shoved hard against his throat, "you're going to have to earn it now. You're going to have to earn it all from now on, Sirius." Bella's hand reached around and cupped his prick, tongue licking the side of his neck while she lowered and removed her wand.
"Just thinking about it all makes me wet, cousin-dearest. Just thinking about you like you were - maybe tied to my bed again, your cock bound up with that lovely confection of leather and steel so that you can't come until I want you too - with a gag to stop you from begging shoved between those vile lips of yours-" Bella squeezed his cock, Sirius closing his eyes with a shudder. "-bright Gryffindor red ball shoved in there," her teeth bit down on his neck without pity or warning. She was waiting for him to yell before, just like she'd taunted less than a breath ago, she forced a rubber ball between his teeth; her hand pressed so hard against the ball, Sirius' spit adding a lubricant that made it even easier for the ball to be wedged in his mouth, that Sirius lost the battle to force it out.
Fingers gripped his jaw to stop him from shaking her hand off and Sirius whined in the back of his throat as he felt Bella tug something tight, his hair caught in the leather straps she'd buckled into place around his head. No amount of shaking would get the infernal gag out now - his tongue was held under the ball, his teeth biting into the firm rubber, and nothing was going to get it off. He couldn't yell for help now - even the groan Bella teased out of him by sharply grabbing his balls and cock and massaging her palm over the swelling head was muffled, barely even a sound compared to what he was trying to make.
"Just like that." She sounded smug, Sirius able to see clearly the sick grin which would be on her lips now just by remembering what she'd looked like in the past.
Breathing heavily through his nose, eyes still closed, Sirius knew he was whimpering, his body shaking from fear at what the future could hold. He should've been bolting from his family, ripping the gag from his lips and running back to the safety and comfort of the Tower as fast as he'd fled it in the first place but he wasn't. Sirius' fingers twisted into Regulus' shirt as Bella still tugged and clawed at his cock, the flesh rising and hardening under her palm while she whispered something insensible against his neck before biting more tenderly on the spot she'd marked earlier. "You know that Regulus was right," she made sure he could hear her words over whatever whimpers he was making, "because you want this."
The words were a cue Regulus acted on, Sirius suddenly shoved away from his brother, his arms freed and flailing to balance him out before another shove knocked his head soundly against the wall. The light seemed to flicker and fade, Sirius sluggishly trying to force words out when he was turned around and then slammed backwards by Bellatrix, her hand gripping his throat. "You're going to be very lucky, Sirius," she wasn't even panting from the sport of knocking him about, her head turning and nodding to Regulus just to his left. "We're going to be nice and give you what you want." Nails dug into his neck when he thought about struggling, Bella narrowing her eyes and whispering her orders just like she always had.
"You're going to be a good boy for me, Sirius, because you want to be good for me." Her hand contracted again to show him what being bad would mean and Sirius hated himself for it but he nodded 'yes' to her. "Arms behind your back, luv," she ordered after allowing Sirius more air when he agreed, "just like Regulus had them." At Sirius' momentary hesitation, Bella tsked and then started to cut off his air, keeping it up until Sirius forced his arms back as much as he could, whimpering again and trying to beg around the gag. Still in control of him Bellatrix forced Sirius to his knees before Regulus clearly cast a spell, magic wrapping around his arms and tying them tightly, elbows bound together and his hands bound again at the wrist. Something wrapped around his ankles then, his arms forced down even more when his wrists were linked to cuffs formed around his ankles.
"Doesn't he look delectable, Regulus?" Bellatrix knelt down, grabbing Sirius' chin and forcing him to look into her eyes. "You look so perfect, Sirius, bound like that. I've missed having you to fuck - I've had to satisfy myself with your brother and although he's been so good and learned quickly-" Bella slid the zip of his trousers down, her hand working them over his hips and then she reached inside his pants, pulling his stiff cock above the waistband and tugging on it until Sirius gave a moan into the gag, "-he's nothing like you."
Letting his prick go, Sirius biting harder into the gag, she stood up and grabbed Regulus by his tie. Bella tenderly kissed his brother as she drew him against her body, rocking her hips against his groin. Regulus' hands cupped her arse before they disappeared under the hem of his skirt, Bella's head falling back slightly in pleasure. "You - oh yes, Regulus, almost as good as him - knew me so well." Fingers weaved through Regulus' hair as his hand moved her skirt up, giving Sirius a level view of her delicate silk knickers and the easy way Regulus' fingers slid in her cunt, thrusting between her legs. "He's a good learner, so quick to pick up what I like, but you-" Bella's voice drifted off into a low moan while she dug out Regulus' cock, stroking it in time with his finger's motions.
Grabbing her thigh, hand lifting her leg just as quickly, Regulus bit Bella's lip as he kissed her, yanking his fingers out of her body and then shoving his hard prick inside. Bella didn't protest - she mewled at the action, nails pressing against Regulus' skull until she won control of the kiss and of him, using her body to direct his every motion and breath. She guided his hands up to her breasts, Regulus taking little prodding before he was rubbing them roughly through her sweater and shirt, Bella riding his prick and using him to fuck herself. Sirius watched his brother and his cousin fuck, the indelicate dance played out before his eyes, straining his wrists every time he tried to stand up or break free, moaning through the gag as his cock throbbed, wanting to take part.
Bella barely gave any sign as she rode Regulus to her climax, Regulus grunting through clenched teeth before he came inside her - Bella pulled his wrist from around her leg, a gentle kiss like a reward as she made Regulus pull himself out. "He feels so good inside, thick and hard and mine to direct but the difference between you two is so obvious." She was whispering, a triumphant light in her eyes as she tilted Sirius' head up, the Gryffindor spirit somehow dead and the resistance gone. "He gives up control so easily - you saw how little he fought me." Her fingers danced around his head, the leather tightening and then relaxing, plucking the ball from between his lips and letting it hit the ground with a wet sound, "But you always put up a good show."
Gasping for air, belatedly realizing he had a chance now, Sirius tried to make his tongue work but Bella had been watching for it - she was orchestrating this whole night perfectly and this wasn't any exception, either - and when he was ready to speak she put three fingers in his mouth to silence him. "No speaking, pet - not yet. Not until you know exactly what I want you to say," the words were sing-song as she pulled her fingers out and then pushed them back inside, pulling Sirius forward on his knees by his tie. "I want to hear something from you, pet, and I will hear it before we're through - you know I'm determined, don't you?" She pulled on his tie, forcing him to stretch and strain against the cuffs and leather, unsupported until Regulus put two hands on his hips.
Around her fingers Sirius tried to protest - he had barely put teeth to her skin before Regulus was tugging on his cock and - oh gods - he did that so well. Bella chuckled again but Sirius didn't care because Regulus' hand felt like heaven around his cock compared to Bellatrix and whatever she wanted to do. "Hold him, Regulus," she ordered and just like a trained dog, Regulus' hand stopped and held his prick just like he had last week. She pulled her fingers from Sirius' lips, clucking her tongue when he moaned petulantly and tried to move away somehow, yanking on his tie like a leash. "Now Sirius, pet - we're going to play a game. You're going to tell me what you want and then I'll give you what I want you to have." She looked into his eyes again, smiling Sirius trembled under her, Regulus wickedly stroking his cock to 'help' his brother along. "So say 'yes' to me, Sirius - be a good pet," she cooed, choking him with his tie while Regulus worked his trousers down his hips and continued to pull on his cock.
"F-fuck-" He'd meant to say 'fuck off' to her but then Regulus cupped his balls and he moaned out a 'yes' to Bella; he said 'yes' to them both, really, because the next time Bella leaned down to kiss him Sirius stretched his head up, straining his body to her. Bella kept control of it all though, letting his tie drop from her fingers but holding his chin to direct everything she wanted so when she wanted to speak she forced Sirius away, pushing the unsuspecting Gryffindor down onto Regulus' slick finger.
Bella grinned openly when Sirius tensed at that single finger, jerking Sirius' head up to stare into her eyes. "Last time you left Regulus aching for you, you know - he wanted to bury his cock in that stretched arse of yours, sink his dick inside you and make you come from him riding and using you like a whore." Regulus was pushing his finger inside his arse, stretching it out just like he had before and Sirius held back a grunt when the boy's finger jabbed against his prostate. "And while he fucks you, Sirius, you're going to do something for me too," Sirius felt a second finger inside his arse now and Bella's free hand was slowly working her skirt up over her hips.
Regulus was working a third finger into that ring of muscle, meeting over Sirius' back to give Bellatrix a light peck before he pulled Sirius' arms to the side; he wasn't going to free the Gryffindor just to get a good angle to fuck him - Regulus pulled the leather strap so that Sirius' wrists were forced to the outside of his thigh, feet braced as widely-spread as he could manage. Bella let Regulus guide Sirius' arse into the air, her breasts heaving as she breathed, loving the way Sirius looked, arms bound and his arse glistening with lube and spit, lips bruised and crushed and a soul-shattering expression on his face. He was going to be her toy again - he could still be tamed to her wants and whims for all that he walked around with a lion's share of bravado. Forced onto his knees and given no option but to capitulate to sheer pleasure and wanton debauchery, shoulders unevenly stretched and one arm bent against his side as Regulus made sure the leather strap from his wrists to his ankles was taunt against his thigh, Sirius gave in to them.
When Regulus eased the head of his cock inside of Sirius' anus she worked two fingers inside her wet cunt - Sirius was breaking right in front of her eyes. He wasn't crying out for that little half-blood he'd left back in the Tower - oh no, Sirius was calling out a different name right now. With a tug from her finger she worked her panties down, her own fingers sliding against the hood of her clitoris until they were glistening. "Come on now luv," Bella knew Sirius had been watching her fuck herself, knowing that attentive gleam in his eyes no matter how he thought he could hide it, "give us a kiss." Regulus thrust sharply into Sirius then, forcing him close until the only thing Sirius could smell was her musk. Fingers tangled in his hair, knotting in the black strands and pulling him closer so that he could finish the job she'd started - she knew he wanted to put his cock inside of her as if that could pay her back for this. But oh yes, Sirius was breaking again, Bellatrix feeling his breath exhale against her throbbing clit before he gave in.
It'd been too long since he'd pleasured a woman - Bella wouldn't let him go so long again, not when his tongue could still coax a throaty moan from her, legs clamping around his head to force him to finish the job. And Regulus was thrusting faster into his arse, their little pet - Sirius - matching the frantic pace his brother set by sucking and licking, barely getting enough air to keep tonguing her. Regulus came too quickly, sagging against Sirius' back in spent exhaustion, but Bella didn't let Sirius' head free until she came, leaving her juices covering his angelic features when she stepped back, cheeks flushed but otherwise no outward sign as she pulled her panties back into place.
Sometime while Regulus had been pounding into his body and he'd been doing his best to fuck Bella with his tongue Sirius had come, the stones a mute testament to the fact. Bella let his head drop, her smile darkening when Sirius choked back a sound, still breaking yet again as what he'd wanted sunk in. He could play the victim of their little tryst as much as he liked but that fact that he enjoyed it - however twisted it had been - was their triumph; Sirius could deny how much he enjoyed being fuck by his own brother but it meant nothing, just empty words. Maybe there were a few tears joining his semen on the ground when Bella undid the spell which had trussed him helplessly but if there were - all the better. Regulus righted his tie after cleaning himself up, taking a few more seconds to put his features into order than Bella had needed, and then did the worst thing he could ever have done to the Gryffindor. Regulus tenderly lifted Sirius' chin, wiping his tears away and cleaning his face up before giving him an impassioned and lingering kiss.
"Don't forget to straighten your tie, Sirius," he chided when Sirius looked at him, standing up and brushing his sweater off before he offered Bella his arm, the two leaving Sirius alone to deal with everything and clean the come from his trousers.
Pairing: Sirius/Remus (implied), Sirius/Regulus, Sirius/Bellatrix, Sirius/Bellatrix/Regulus, Regulus/Bellatrix
Word Count: 4,491
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Non-con to dub-con to consensual, restraints, incest, threesomes, dirty-talk, bondage, ball gags, anal sex, cunnilingus, possible implied chan if you think about it
Disclaimer: Somehow I still don't own Harry Potter - and because of that, I don't own Remus, Regulus, Sirius, or Bellatrix. If they go for sale, let me know, ne? Until I get them, J. K. Rowling owns them all and if I did own them...well, they wouldn't be children's books... >>
Summary: Bella grinned openly when Sirius tensed at that single finger, jerking Sirius' head up to stare into her eyes. "Last time you left Regulus aching for you, you know - he wanted to bury his cock in that stretched arse of yours, sink his dick inside you and make you come from him riding and using you like a whore."
Author's Notes: At first I thought "There's no way I could get kinkier in these things" and then I got this *horribly* dirty little idea and, well...you might be able to pick out the hint. This can be read alone, but for best results you should really read the first part (helpfully linked below, even) and then prolly take a shower. Beta'd by the lovely
rose_whispers, and any remaining mistakes are mine and mine alone. And, as always, comments and crits rewarded with Torn Asunder 1 | 2
Torn Asunder
Part 2
Sirius hid in the Gryffindor Tower more often now, Remus watching him with worried amber eyes and a furrow in his brow. Sirius was curled up against the headboard of his four-poster bed, a History of Magic text nestled in his lap and a quill on the bed stand beside him. Silken strands of ebony hair fell around his face, hiding his features, akin to the half-drawn curtains Sirius had taken to consistently letting drape freely around his bed. Every so often Remus caught Sirius' gaze as he flicked his eyes around the room, Remus unable to name the varied emotions he caught playing across his lover's face.
Take now, for instance - Sirius looked inviting at the moment, a half-smile on his lips and that old light making his eyes alive with passion and warm emotion. As soon as Remus moved, though, that all changed. Now Sirius was measuring something, his body language managing to convey desire and...distrust? Worrying his lip, Remus closed his book and leaned forward in his chair. Sirius was watching every move he made, Remus returning the gesture, noting how Sirius shifted on the bed so that he could escape if he suddenly had the need.
That hurt. "Sirius, love," Remus began, having to take a deep breath and let the silence stretch out between them before he felt recovered enough from how Sirius started at the sound of his voice to keep talking to the Black. "What's going on, Sirius?" The Gryffindor's behaviour had undergone an uncharacteristic shift seemingly overnight, right after one of Remus' normal patrols. Remus had come back to the Tower, expecting Sirius to be waiting behind the door and pounce on him the instant he'd crossed the threshold of their room. But Sirius hadn't been anywhere in the Tower for more than an hour after Remus had gotten back, walking into the dorm with barely a word given as to why he'd apparently gone off to a take a shower and scrub his skin raw. James and Peter had exchanged a look with Remus as the Black heir had silently gone straight to bed and, before he could do or say anything, spelled his curtains shut until morning.
Sirius spent the rest of the week blowing alternately hot and cold towards him. One afternoon he came up behind Remus, seductively whispering against the shell of his ear, hand cupping and rubbing his cock through his trousers. And then something happened because his face faltered, Remus at first thinking that McGonagall had walked in on them kissing and was about to take points off. He'd turned around, more than prepared to offer some sort of reason to have Sirius pressed against his back with one hand running through his sandy-blonde hair and found no one in the room, not even Sirius because the boy had fled. Even worse was the way Sirius seemed to be scared of him whenever he tried to grab his arm to pull close for a kiss, or even to talk - none of it made any sense at all; that drove Remus mental.
"Nothing's going on, Remus." For a brief span of time Remus believed his fellow Gryffindor - until Sirius hastily looked back down at his text and refused to look up no matter what sound Remus used to get his attention.
Remus, normally even-tempered in the face of every provocation thrown his direction, snapped. He rarely acted on his anger, even near the full moon, but this time he stood up from his chair so quickly it toppled sideways. The sharp crack as the wood slammed against the floor made Sirius start and fall off the side of the bed, a shocked yelped coinciding with Sirius hitting the floor. Remus' temper cooled just as quickly as it had flared, sprinting to Sirius' side and kneeling on the carpet beside him, his eyes as worried as his voice sounded. "Sirius? Sirius, are you all right, love?" Remus reached for Sirius' shoulder, wanting to steady his shaken lover.
Lightening-quick, Sirius shoved Remus away, backing up as he pushed himself to his feet, scrambling backwards towards the door with enough speed to stumble over his own feet in his hasty retreat. "I'm fine," he shouted, Remus picking out the tell-tale tones that translated into fear hidden in Sirius' words. Even more worried now, especially with the way Sirius was edging to the door, Remus made a dive for the Gryffindor.
He hit the door instead of Sirius, hearing the muffled sounds that meant Sirius was running down the stairs; when he got the door open and stood at the top of the landing, Remus saw just enough of the common room to guess Sirius had sprinted across the open space like a demon had been chasing his tail and made it out of the Tower as fast as his legs could carry him. When Sirius put his mind to it, he had a good pair of sprinter's legs under him - Remus (or anyone else for that matter) just rarely saw them used for anything but escaping the scene of a prank. Face etched with grief, Remus pulled the door closed and leaned back against the wood. "Padfoot...you've got to tell me..." But Remus was still alone on the landing, talking to the empty air.
Eventually Sirius' frantic pace of escape slowed down, staggering to a halt with sudden exhaustion before he put a hand on the cold stone wall to help catch his breath. The week had been wearing hard on his mind, Sirius almost telling Remus what had happened before something inside would hesitate and it was then, when he hesitated, that Remus tried to push for an answer. Whenever Remus started to push him like that, Sirius half-expected Remus to stop saying 'love' and start crooning 'brother' as he held him close. Just because it hadn't happened yet didn't mean he was safe from it - he'd been so sure last time and it hadn't been Remus, it'd been-
"Well-a-day...whatever do we have here?"
-Regulus that day. It'd been Regulus instead of Remus, just like it was now, and Sirius found himself tensing as he listened to Regulus' footsteps draw closer. Regulus sounded as if he was within a few feet now, Sirius suppressing a shiver as unwanted memories - the feel of Regulus' slicked finger slipping inside his body, the warmth of Regulus' hand as he'd pulled on his cock, that thrill of excitement in the pit of his belly when he was helpless - assaulted his mind. Sirius felt his face redden from more than just his quick run - it was disgusting, wrong - so wrong - but those memories were stirring his blood to arousal.
"It looks like a lost little lion cub," a new voice added mockingly, another set of footsteps separating from Regulus' as they too approached Sirius. Sirius' eyes widened at the speaker's voice, the whites of his eyes more visible as fear tempered back any rising anger. "But it seems to me, cousin-dear..." Bellatrix was suddenly there in front of him, a little half-smile twisting her lips as the Gryffindor took a step hastily backwards in retreat. "It seems to me that the lion's not quite as courageous as he once was." Bellatrix caught and held Sirius' eyes, her smile blossoming as Sirius belatedly tossed out a curse at her but didn't break their locked gaze, doing nothing more than taking another step backwards.
Deceptively gentle arms snaked around Sirius' chest, his heart leaping into his throat as he started to struggle frantically against his brother, Regulus chuckling depreciatingly at the feeble efforts Sirius put forth. Regulus' arms slid between Sirius' elbows and his back, a single tug from Regulus trapping Sirius' arms behind his back and forcing the Gryffindor to bow his back backwards, held in the awkward position. Eyes furious as they glared at Bellatrix, Sirius struggled wildly against Regulus, one leg locked around the back of Regulus' knees, trying to make him stagger and release his hold long enough for Sirius to run away. He kept his fight to get away up until Regulus' teeth closed around his earlobe, biting down hard and wrenching a whine of pain from his brother. "Now, now, Sirius...be a good boy," Regulus whispered, sharply pulling Sirius' arms again; Sirius' back arced around the point of force, neck exposed as he had to lean his head back against Regulus' shoulder, his hips jutting out towards Bellatrix enticingly.
"I-if you know what's good for you," Sirius' eyes wildly scanned the hallways, trying to place where exactly he was in the castle, "You'll let me go before a prefect catches you. Th-there's more than detention for being caught at this." They could get expelled - that possibility should've made one of them uneasy but instead Regulus mockingly kissed just under his ear and then bit down, dragging out a groan from Sirius, and Bellatrix stepped closer, her smile still firmly in place.
Before he'd gotten away from his family, Sirius had loved and hated that insane gleam which would light up Bella's eyes. That look meant that she wanted something - whatever she wanted would always make his cock hard and he'd throw away that pride of his easily under her caresses, though afterwards he'd hate himself for it. He hated the way she could make him beg, the way she seemed to get more excited with every agonized cry of pain forced from his body, and the way he loved it all; he couldn't ever decide if he hated Bellatrix for her devious pleasures or that there was some part of his body that liked them just as much as she did.
The passage of time didn't dull the skill Bellatrix's fingers possessed, her nails marking a pathway down his protruding chest and outlining his cock in his trousers. "But cousin," she whispered, laughing at the soft sounds Sirius was making when she cut more and more to inflict pain on his body with her nails, "No one will bother us here. After all, Lucius has the patrols in this part of the castle - and unless you want him to join us, too?" The way she drew out the question, her head tilted child-like as she looked at his worried, fearful expression, showed she knew what he wanted. Licking her lips and then holding his head captive in an iron grip as she possessively kissed him, owning him with her body and challenging Sirius to just try and get himself free. He fought back though - to let her do what she wanted would be to surrender, it'd be losing to them all and Sirius' Gryffindor nature revolted against the idea - and with a low growl he bit her tongue until he could taste warm copper in his mouth and Bella pulled away with a cold smile.
Wiping the few drops of crimson colouring her lips darker red, Bellatrix pulled out her wand and pressed the tip against the bared skin of his throat while she walked around him and Regulus. "I think he remembers what he likes, cousin," she cooed softly, wrenching Sirius' head around to face her before she kissed him again, biting his lower lip until he yelped, starting his struggles up again. "But do you know," her voice hot against his ear, her wand still shoved hard against his throat, "you're going to have to earn it now. You're going to have to earn it all from now on, Sirius." Bella's hand reached around and cupped his prick, tongue licking the side of his neck while she lowered and removed her wand.
"Just thinking about it all makes me wet, cousin-dearest. Just thinking about you like you were - maybe tied to my bed again, your cock bound up with that lovely confection of leather and steel so that you can't come until I want you too - with a gag to stop you from begging shoved between those vile lips of yours-" Bella squeezed his cock, Sirius closing his eyes with a shudder. "-bright Gryffindor red ball shoved in there," her teeth bit down on his neck without pity or warning. She was waiting for him to yell before, just like she'd taunted less than a breath ago, she forced a rubber ball between his teeth; her hand pressed so hard against the ball, Sirius' spit adding a lubricant that made it even easier for the ball to be wedged in his mouth, that Sirius lost the battle to force it out.
Fingers gripped his jaw to stop him from shaking her hand off and Sirius whined in the back of his throat as he felt Bella tug something tight, his hair caught in the leather straps she'd buckled into place around his head. No amount of shaking would get the infernal gag out now - his tongue was held under the ball, his teeth biting into the firm rubber, and nothing was going to get it off. He couldn't yell for help now - even the groan Bella teased out of him by sharply grabbing his balls and cock and massaging her palm over the swelling head was muffled, barely even a sound compared to what he was trying to make.
"Just like that." She sounded smug, Sirius able to see clearly the sick grin which would be on her lips now just by remembering what she'd looked like in the past.
Breathing heavily through his nose, eyes still closed, Sirius knew he was whimpering, his body shaking from fear at what the future could hold. He should've been bolting from his family, ripping the gag from his lips and running back to the safety and comfort of the Tower as fast as he'd fled it in the first place but he wasn't. Sirius' fingers twisted into Regulus' shirt as Bella still tugged and clawed at his cock, the flesh rising and hardening under her palm while she whispered something insensible against his neck before biting more tenderly on the spot she'd marked earlier. "You know that Regulus was right," she made sure he could hear her words over whatever whimpers he was making, "because you want this."
The words were a cue Regulus acted on, Sirius suddenly shoved away from his brother, his arms freed and flailing to balance him out before another shove knocked his head soundly against the wall. The light seemed to flicker and fade, Sirius sluggishly trying to force words out when he was turned around and then slammed backwards by Bellatrix, her hand gripping his throat. "You're going to be very lucky, Sirius," she wasn't even panting from the sport of knocking him about, her head turning and nodding to Regulus just to his left. "We're going to be nice and give you what you want." Nails dug into his neck when he thought about struggling, Bella narrowing her eyes and whispering her orders just like she always had.
"You're going to be a good boy for me, Sirius, because you want to be good for me." Her hand contracted again to show him what being bad would mean and Sirius hated himself for it but he nodded 'yes' to her. "Arms behind your back, luv," she ordered after allowing Sirius more air when he agreed, "just like Regulus had them." At Sirius' momentary hesitation, Bella tsked and then started to cut off his air, keeping it up until Sirius forced his arms back as much as he could, whimpering again and trying to beg around the gag. Still in control of him Bellatrix forced Sirius to his knees before Regulus clearly cast a spell, magic wrapping around his arms and tying them tightly, elbows bound together and his hands bound again at the wrist. Something wrapped around his ankles then, his arms forced down even more when his wrists were linked to cuffs formed around his ankles.
"Doesn't he look delectable, Regulus?" Bellatrix knelt down, grabbing Sirius' chin and forcing him to look into her eyes. "You look so perfect, Sirius, bound like that. I've missed having you to fuck - I've had to satisfy myself with your brother and although he's been so good and learned quickly-" Bella slid the zip of his trousers down, her hand working them over his hips and then she reached inside his pants, pulling his stiff cock above the waistband and tugging on it until Sirius gave a moan into the gag, "-he's nothing like you."
Letting his prick go, Sirius biting harder into the gag, she stood up and grabbed Regulus by his tie. Bella tenderly kissed his brother as she drew him against her body, rocking her hips against his groin. Regulus' hands cupped her arse before they disappeared under the hem of his skirt, Bella's head falling back slightly in pleasure. "You - oh yes, Regulus, almost as good as him - knew me so well." Fingers weaved through Regulus' hair as his hand moved her skirt up, giving Sirius a level view of her delicate silk knickers and the easy way Regulus' fingers slid in her cunt, thrusting between her legs. "He's a good learner, so quick to pick up what I like, but you-" Bella's voice drifted off into a low moan while she dug out Regulus' cock, stroking it in time with his finger's motions.
Grabbing her thigh, hand lifting her leg just as quickly, Regulus bit Bella's lip as he kissed her, yanking his fingers out of her body and then shoving his hard prick inside. Bella didn't protest - she mewled at the action, nails pressing against Regulus' skull until she won control of the kiss and of him, using her body to direct his every motion and breath. She guided his hands up to her breasts, Regulus taking little prodding before he was rubbing them roughly through her sweater and shirt, Bella riding his prick and using him to fuck herself. Sirius watched his brother and his cousin fuck, the indelicate dance played out before his eyes, straining his wrists every time he tried to stand up or break free, moaning through the gag as his cock throbbed, wanting to take part.
Bella barely gave any sign as she rode Regulus to her climax, Regulus grunting through clenched teeth before he came inside her - Bella pulled his wrist from around her leg, a gentle kiss like a reward as she made Regulus pull himself out. "He feels so good inside, thick and hard and mine to direct but the difference between you two is so obvious." She was whispering, a triumphant light in her eyes as she tilted Sirius' head up, the Gryffindor spirit somehow dead and the resistance gone. "He gives up control so easily - you saw how little he fought me." Her fingers danced around his head, the leather tightening and then relaxing, plucking the ball from between his lips and letting it hit the ground with a wet sound, "But you always put up a good show."
Gasping for air, belatedly realizing he had a chance now, Sirius tried to make his tongue work but Bella had been watching for it - she was orchestrating this whole night perfectly and this wasn't any exception, either - and when he was ready to speak she put three fingers in his mouth to silence him. "No speaking, pet - not yet. Not until you know exactly what I want you to say," the words were sing-song as she pulled her fingers out and then pushed them back inside, pulling Sirius forward on his knees by his tie. "I want to hear something from you, pet, and I will hear it before we're through - you know I'm determined, don't you?" She pulled on his tie, forcing him to stretch and strain against the cuffs and leather, unsupported until Regulus put two hands on his hips.
Around her fingers Sirius tried to protest - he had barely put teeth to her skin before Regulus was tugging on his cock and - oh gods - he did that so well. Bella chuckled again but Sirius didn't care because Regulus' hand felt like heaven around his cock compared to Bellatrix and whatever she wanted to do. "Hold him, Regulus," she ordered and just like a trained dog, Regulus' hand stopped and held his prick just like he had last week. She pulled her fingers from Sirius' lips, clucking her tongue when he moaned petulantly and tried to move away somehow, yanking on his tie like a leash. "Now Sirius, pet - we're going to play a game. You're going to tell me what you want and then I'll give you what I want you to have." She looked into his eyes again, smiling Sirius trembled under her, Regulus wickedly stroking his cock to 'help' his brother along. "So say 'yes' to me, Sirius - be a good pet," she cooed, choking him with his tie while Regulus worked his trousers down his hips and continued to pull on his cock.
"F-fuck-" He'd meant to say 'fuck off' to her but then Regulus cupped his balls and he moaned out a 'yes' to Bella; he said 'yes' to them both, really, because the next time Bella leaned down to kiss him Sirius stretched his head up, straining his body to her. Bella kept control of it all though, letting his tie drop from her fingers but holding his chin to direct everything she wanted so when she wanted to speak she forced Sirius away, pushing the unsuspecting Gryffindor down onto Regulus' slick finger.
Bella grinned openly when Sirius tensed at that single finger, jerking Sirius' head up to stare into her eyes. "Last time you left Regulus aching for you, you know - he wanted to bury his cock in that stretched arse of yours, sink his dick inside you and make you come from him riding and using you like a whore." Regulus was pushing his finger inside his arse, stretching it out just like he had before and Sirius held back a grunt when the boy's finger jabbed against his prostate. "And while he fucks you, Sirius, you're going to do something for me too," Sirius felt a second finger inside his arse now and Bella's free hand was slowly working her skirt up over her hips.
Regulus was working a third finger into that ring of muscle, meeting over Sirius' back to give Bellatrix a light peck before he pulled Sirius' arms to the side; he wasn't going to free the Gryffindor just to get a good angle to fuck him - Regulus pulled the leather strap so that Sirius' wrists were forced to the outside of his thigh, feet braced as widely-spread as he could manage. Bella let Regulus guide Sirius' arse into the air, her breasts heaving as she breathed, loving the way Sirius looked, arms bound and his arse glistening with lube and spit, lips bruised and crushed and a soul-shattering expression on his face. He was going to be her toy again - he could still be tamed to her wants and whims for all that he walked around with a lion's share of bravado. Forced onto his knees and given no option but to capitulate to sheer pleasure and wanton debauchery, shoulders unevenly stretched and one arm bent against his side as Regulus made sure the leather strap from his wrists to his ankles was taunt against his thigh, Sirius gave in to them.
When Regulus eased the head of his cock inside of Sirius' anus she worked two fingers inside her wet cunt - Sirius was breaking right in front of her eyes. He wasn't crying out for that little half-blood he'd left back in the Tower - oh no, Sirius was calling out a different name right now. With a tug from her finger she worked her panties down, her own fingers sliding against the hood of her clitoris until they were glistening. "Come on now luv," Bella knew Sirius had been watching her fuck herself, knowing that attentive gleam in his eyes no matter how he thought he could hide it, "give us a kiss." Regulus thrust sharply into Sirius then, forcing him close until the only thing Sirius could smell was her musk. Fingers tangled in his hair, knotting in the black strands and pulling him closer so that he could finish the job she'd started - she knew he wanted to put his cock inside of her as if that could pay her back for this. But oh yes, Sirius was breaking again, Bellatrix feeling his breath exhale against her throbbing clit before he gave in.
It'd been too long since he'd pleasured a woman - Bella wouldn't let him go so long again, not when his tongue could still coax a throaty moan from her, legs clamping around his head to force him to finish the job. And Regulus was thrusting faster into his arse, their little pet - Sirius - matching the frantic pace his brother set by sucking and licking, barely getting enough air to keep tonguing her. Regulus came too quickly, sagging against Sirius' back in spent exhaustion, but Bella didn't let Sirius' head free until she came, leaving her juices covering his angelic features when she stepped back, cheeks flushed but otherwise no outward sign as she pulled her panties back into place.
Sometime while Regulus had been pounding into his body and he'd been doing his best to fuck Bella with his tongue Sirius had come, the stones a mute testament to the fact. Bella let his head drop, her smile darkening when Sirius choked back a sound, still breaking yet again as what he'd wanted sunk in. He could play the victim of their little tryst as much as he liked but that fact that he enjoyed it - however twisted it had been - was their triumph; Sirius could deny how much he enjoyed being fuck by his own brother but it meant nothing, just empty words. Maybe there were a few tears joining his semen on the ground when Bella undid the spell which had trussed him helplessly but if there were - all the better. Regulus righted his tie after cleaning himself up, taking a few more seconds to put his features into order than Bella had needed, and then did the worst thing he could ever have done to the Gryffindor. Regulus tenderly lifted Sirius' chin, wiping his tears away and cleaning his face up before giving him an impassioned and lingering kiss.
"Don't forget to straighten your tie, Sirius," he chided when Sirius looked at him, standing up and brushing his sweater off before he offered Bella his arm, the two leaving Sirius alone to deal with everything and clean the come from his trousers.
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Date: 2005-10-23 01:39 am (UTC)Bella knew Sirius had been watching her fuck herself, knowing that attentive gleam in his eyes no matter how he thought he could hide it
nnghhh. Dirty and smutty and dark and good.
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Date: 2005-10-23 01:46 am (UTC)*purrs* This is a mite bit different from my first forrays into ficdom - those were all fluffy and cute. This is dark and twisted and sadistic and likes being that way, thankyouverymuch.
<< I can't wait to get a bunny for part 3.
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Date: 2005-10-25 08:59 pm (UTC)*loves your icon* *so much*
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Date: 2005-11-03 05:28 pm (UTC)Yes, Remus will find out. No, he won't get a part of the action. >D
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Date: 2005-11-10 03:07 pm (UTC)I'm hoping to find a bunny soon, and I think I may have snagged one to
tie down and let Bella interrogateso hopefully there's going to be a new part out within a few weeks. :D *glomps* So glad you gave it a try, especially if it's not your normal forte. :3