Wet Dreams

“You sure you’re going to be alright?”

Remus looked up to Sirius with a weak smile, “I’m sure Padfoot. Go on, and take your bath.” The two friends were in the hospital wing of Hogwarts.

The full moon had wreaked havoc on the four Marauders. James and Peter had already retired to the dorms, and Sirius was thanking the gods that it was a weekend that the full moon had happened upon.

Sirius nodded, “Alright Moony. Rest up.” He patted his mate’s shoulder then headed out of the hospital wing. He sighed as he walked up to the dormitory to get some fresh clothes. He was bone tired, but in desperate need of a bath. Pulling a fresh set of robes, and clothes from his trunk, he smiled as he heard James snoring in his bed. Sirius smiled and nodded to the other Gryffindor’s that acknowledged him as he headed to the prefect bath. He wasn’t a prefect, but Remus had offered to let him use the bath in case he needed to. Plus no one really ever monitored the use of the prefect bath; even if they did Sirius Black would have told them to bugger off.

A group of Ravenclaw girls were walking past him. He ran a hand through his shaggy hair, and smiled at them. A few of the girls giggled as he walked through their mist, and turned to watch him walk on.

Sirius smiled and turned down the corridor. He grunted as he ran into a lanky, greasy figure, “Move out of my way Snivellus.” Sirius growled his grey eyes narrowed at the other.

Severus snorted at him, “You are the one who ran into me Black.” He sneered narrowing his own eyes through his lank hair.

Sirius clenched his teeth, “Move.” The word was barely audible. He couldn’t afford to get into trouble now. Sirius had already been in enough trouble this term, and didn’t want to further his detentions.

Severus smirked and moved aside. He strode away from Sirius, who stood there cursing.

Sirius breathed out heavily, and continued on to the bath. He opened the door with a slight bang, “Anybody in here?” He called out before shutting the door behind him. Sirius didn’t mind if other people had been there, but at this moment he wanted to be left in peace. He was so tired, and needed a nice long soak to relieve the tension in his aching muscles.

Breathing in slowly he lay his clothes down on the nearest table, then began disrobing. His ragged and dirty clothes from the night before lay in a heap at the edge of the table. He sighed as he looked down at them. Usually their nights were fun, but last night had almost been a disaster when Wormtail had turned back into Peter. James and Sirius had to save him, and had been run over by Remus. Peter had managed to turn back into Wormtail, and had hidden for the duration of the night. Sirius snorted, Peter was a fool. He had panicked when Remus had caught his tail, and instead of running off as Wormtail he instead changed into Peter.

Sirius shook his head, and brushed his shaggy hair off of his face as he slid down into the warmth of the water. Slowly he dipped his head down under the bubbles, and then came back up pushing his damp hair off of his eyes. Draping his arms along the concrete wall he leaned his head back to rest it on the corner, and then he closed his eyes. He raised his head as he thought he heard the bath door open, “’Ello?” He raised an eyebrow as nobody responded. He shook his head then looked up at the stain glass picture of a mermaid. He watched her movements wishing for a moment that real mermaids weren’t that horrible. His cock stiffened slightly as he thought about the mermaids as folk tales made them out to be. Their long flowing hair in the water, their uncovered breasts…

Sirius shook his head, he didn’t have time or the energy to wank himself in the bath. All he wanted was a soak, and maybe a little nap. The lavender scented water made him even more tired, and relaxed. He laid his head back down and closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep almost immediately.

Severus stepped out of the shadows, watching him. He wanted to humiliate him; he wanted some kind of revenge against the arrogant pure-blooded prat. Mostly he wanted to humiliate him sexually. This was the one true thing that Severus thought Sirius couldn’t stand. To be the subject of another man’s heated hate or heated love, which would probably piss him off even more with not knowing which he fell under. He chewed the gillyweed slowly. He stripped deliberately slow so as not to wake the sleeping Marauder, and before the herb could take its effect he slid into the water with only a slight sound. The intoxicating scent of the lavender would make Black sleep for a while, and Severus prayed that Black would have sweet dreams of what he was about to do.

After the gillyweed had worked its magic on him he dived under the water and swam over to the sleeping form of Sirius. Black was seated on a step, his legs slightly open, inviting. Severus smirked as he placed his webbed hands on Black’s thighs, pushing them even further apart. He ran his hands further up on Sirius’ thighs. His smirk only grew wider as the playboy got harder.

My, my, my. Looks like someone is enjoying a wet dream. He ran his hands higher up to cup Black’s hips. He shifted so he was on his knees at the next step down. Pulling Sirius gently to him, he brought his ass to the edge of the step.

Severus ran his hands along the insides of Black’s thighs, only lightly brushing at the dark mass of curls that surrounded Black’s hard cock. His left hand wandered down to Black’s balls. Gently he cupped them in his hand, and started massaging them. His rhythm increasing as Black raised his hips a little. Slowly he lowered his head and licked the head of Black’s cock. His right hand came up and stroked the hardness. Severus knew his time was limited; he only had another forty five minutes if he was lucky. Even though he had this knowledge he wanted to torture Black all he could.

Removing his hand he bent his head down, taking the whole length of Sirius Black into his mouth. Slowly he inched his way down Black’s shaft, until he felt the soft hair against his nose. He pulled back up, swirling his tongue around the head of Black’s cock.

Severus fell into a nice slick rhythm. His left hand was still busy fondling Black’s balls. He felt them tighten then braced himself as Sirius’ seed pumped into his mouth. Severus grimaced as he reluctantly swallowed the salty liquid. He saw Black start moving, and quickly swam away from him, hiding in the deepest corner he could find.

Sirius yawned as he awakened. He absentmindedly scratched his chest. His mind was still on the wonderful dream he had just had. He smiled lazily as he thought about it. Sighing Sirius stood slowly and stepped out of the bath the water dripping off his naked form. His mind wandered briefly, I haven’t had a wet dream in years, nice change of pace if you ask me. He shook his head then started toweling off.

Severus’ breathing was become a bit labored. The gillyweed was wearing off, and he knew Black hadn’t left yet. His mind raced as the gills disappeared. He could only do one thing.

Sirius had just pulled on his trousers when the surface of the water broke. He looked over with wide eyes as Severus pushed his lank hair off his face. Sirius raised a brow at him, “What are you doing Snivellus?”

Severus coughed then glared over to Black. A sneer appeared on his face, “Have a nice rest Black?”

Sirius blinked then narrowed his gaze. All he could see was red, and his face was burning with anger. “You’ll pay for that Snivellus!” Sirius was beyond playing nice to the greasy wizard in front of him. He reached over to his discarded robes, pulling out his wand, “Petrificus Totalus!” He screamed, pointing his wand at Snape.

Severus tried to move, but couldn’t dodge the curse. He lay there, floating naked on top of the bubbling water.

Sirius walked over to pull the lever that would drain the bath. After the bath had drained he walked over to Severus, his eyes blazing, “So now Snivellus what to do to you?” He smirked as he watched the terror filled eyes of Severus.