To the Winner Go the Spoils

A/N: Yes…another Harry/Sirius one shot (I should really be working on my Percy/Oliver one…oops). This one is slightly based off a picture by Ponderosa, but sadly I can no longer find the link to it. Crea asked for me to write a fic with Harry dressed as school girl, just like Ponderosa’s picture. So, hopefully you all enjoy! Please review! (:

-I really don’t know anything about poker, but I just thought it would make a good scenario lol.

Setting: After DH.

Warnings: Cross dressing, sex, language, slight fluff

“To the Winner Go the Spoils”

Harry sat across the kitchen table from Sirius, gazing worriedly at his sad hand of poker. Sirius was eyeing him dangerously, almost knowing that Harry was definitely going to lose. When Harry agreed to play poker with Sirius, he had no idea what the stakes were until about half way through the game. He couldn’t believe what Sirius wanted him to do.

“So, Harry,” said Sirius. “How are your cards looking?”

Harry eyed him severely, “Git.”

“You’re just a sore loser,” said Sirius as he threw his cards on the table.

Harry gazed at Sirius’ hand, then at his. He definitely lost. Looking dejected, Harry threw his hand onto the table, and immediately looked at Sirius. His god father had a wide, lecherous grin on his face. It looked as though Christmas had come early for Sirius. Harry just sat at the table, not believing what he was about to do for his older lover.

“So,” said Harry, shuffling his feet nervously under the table. “Do you still want me to…”

Sirius gazed at Harry longingly, “Don’t you dare try to get out of this one, young man. I’ve been waiting ages for this.”

Harry, not trying to fight it any longer, stood and made his way upstairs. He was shocked when Sirius told him that he bought all of the “supplies” before they even played the game. Sirius must have known Harry would be a dreadful poker player, or else he wouldn’t have planned ahead like this.

Walking into their bedroom, Harry stopped the paper bag on the edge of the bed. Gulping nervously, he opened it and gazed inside with disbelief. Harry had never seen clothing so risqué in his life. He lifted the white shirt from the bag, noticing how small it was. A short, plaid skirt followed, making Harry even more nervous. He still could not believe he was about to do this for Sirius.

Taking his clothes off and replacing them with the ones Sirius bought for him, he looked at himself in the mirror. The white shirt he wore was open at the chest and tied just above him stomach. The plaid skirt barely covered his backside, which he was sure Sirius would appreciate. Looking back in the bag again, he saw a pair of white knee socks, a tube of what looked like lip gloss and a couple of hair clips. Harry just stared into the bag in total disbelief.

“There’s no way…he can’t be serious,” said Harry to himself, picking up the lip gloss to examine it.

There was a faint knock at the door, “Harry? Are you done yet?”

Harry blushed, “Um…not quite.”

“You better wear everything in that bag, love,” growled Sirius from the other side of the door.

Sighing with defeat, Harry slid the knee socks up his legs and placed the hair clips awkwardly in his hair. Then, opening the lip gloss, he placed the foreign substance on his lips, noticing the faint strawberry flavor. Taking one final look in the mirror, Harry still could not believe what he had gotten himself into all for the sake of pleasing Sirius. Taking a deep breath, he walked to the door and opened it slowly.

As soon as Sirius laid eyes on Harry, his mouth literally dropped. Harry had never looked more erotic than he did right now. He looked just as Sirius had pictured him when he had bought the outfit. Sirius’ cock immediately leapt to attention at how innocent, yet sexy his young lover looked. Harry’s head was turned away as Sirius’ eyes burned into his body, hiding the enormous blush that had formed on his face. His knees felt so weak that he had to bend them a little to keep from falling over.

“Harry. Look at me,” said Sirius, grasping Harry’s chin with his thumb and index finger.

“Is this what you wanted?” said Harry softly, almost shyly.

Sirius tilted Harry’s head up slightly, “More than what I wanted.”

Sirius wrapped his arms around Harry and brought him into a deep, burning kiss. Harry’s head spun with desire as Sirius coaxed his mouth open and slid his tongue inside, dueling with Harry’s for dominance over the kiss. Harry moaned, arching his hips against Sirius’, brushing his arousal over his god father’s own aching cock. Sirius immediately broke the kiss, grabbed the front of Harry’s shirt, and practically dragged him across the room to the bed. Sirius pushed Harry onto the bed, his exposed legs dangling of the edge.

Harry was neither shocked nor worried at having been tossed about so rudely; actually, he was thrilled. Sirius was eyeing him like a predator desperate for his next meal. Harry just laid on the bed like the prey he was, his body trembling with so much lust that he thought he would explode at any second. He wanted Sirius desperately. He didn’t care how Sirius took him, he just wanted to feel Sirius deep inside him, bringing him to new heights of pleasure over and over until his body couldn’t take it anymore.

“Merlin,” gasped Sirius, looking down at Harry. “You look so beautiful like this, Harry…spread out on our bed waiting for me.”

“Please,” Harry begged. “I want you so badly.”

Sirius covered Harry’s lithe, muscled body with his own, smothering his young lover’s mouth with his own in a heated kiss. Harry’s body immediately reacted to the kiss, arching upwards to feel more of Sirius’ body against him. He wrapped his arms around the older man, clinging desperately to his back. All of his senses seemed to be working on overdrive as Sirius kissed his frantic lips.

Sirius released Harry’s mouth, then began kissing down his cheek down to his neck. Harry moaned deeply, feeling Sirius’ teeth sink into his heated flesh before running his tongue over the expanse of his neck. Harry’s cock was now so hard and desperate for attention that he arched his hips forward as a hint to Sirius.

“Please, Sirius!” Harry moaned. “Touch me, fuck me…just do something!”

Sirius laughed softly, “All in good time. I want to enjoy my winnings.”

Harry growled in frustration as Sirius continued his slow teasing of his neck and collarbones. The heated lips traveled lower, and Harry felt Sirius untying the bottom of the white shirt he was wearing. Then, very slowly, he traced the outline of Harry’s right nipple with his tongue, relishing the feel of Harry squirming against him. He bit down on the tender flesh, and at the same time teased the left nipple with his fingers. Harry gasped as he tangled his fingers in Sirius’ hair, doing anything he could to feel more of Sirius’ talented mouth.

As though on cue, Sirius left the abused flesh and traveled lower, running his tongue over the six pack Harry had managed during Auror training. Even though Auror training was exhausting for Harry, Sirius thoroughly enjoyed the results of it. Harry’s body was still lean, but now sported lean muscle as well. He never got tired of looking at Harry’s body before, but now he had an added perk.

Before long, Sirius came face to face with Harry’s long, red tipped erection. He paused above it momentarily, gazing up at Harry who was becoming more and more frustrated with each passing moment. Slowly, almost teasingly, he took Harry’s cock into his mouth inch by inch. Harry groaned and writhed, arching upwards once more. When the tip of his cock hit the back of his older lover’s throat, Harry cried out for more.

Sirius bobbed his head up and down on Harry’s cock as quickly as he could, feeling every vein pulsing in his mouth. Harry was so desperate for release that he began thrusting his hips without abandon into Sirius’ mouth. But, all he could do was thrash his upper body wildly as his hips were immobilized by Sirius’ strong hands. He wailed and whimpered, tossing his head from side to side. Molten lava coursed throughout his veins, his heart raced, his stomach began coiling in on itself as liquid fire reached a higher and higher plateau until Harry couldn’t hold back any longer. But, as soon as he was about to come, Sirius stopped his actions.

“Sirius!” Harry wailed. “Why did you stop!?”

Sirius smirked evilly up at Harry, “I have much more in store for you. I don’t want you coming just yet, love.”

Harry was beside him self with so much lust and frustration that he didn’t know what to do. He had been so close, and the blood in his veins was still racing.

Sirius suddenly stood, “On all fours. Now.”

Harry was taken aback by Sirius’ harsh tone, but quickly obeyed. He was now bent over before Sirius, who was admiring the way the skirt did not cover his back side at all. Without warning, Sirius pried Harry’s cleft open wider as he bent over, sliding his unyielding muscle as deep as he could inside Harry’s aching entrance.

Sirius thrust his hard, fleshy muscle in and out of the boy faster and faster and faster, thrashing wildly inside Harry’s vibrating inner walls with each plunge, stopping to tickle the outer ring of muscle, rimming, and tongue fucking him over the edge.

“Sirius! More, deeper please!” Harry begged, dangling on the edge once more.

Sirius slide his tongue even deeper into Harry’s entrance, then wanting to surprise his young lover, thrust two fingers inside of him. Harry practically shouted, then his arms gave out beneath him, leaving his chest flush against the mattress and his backside still in the air. Sirius removed his fingers momentarily before he slid then back in, scissoring a little painfully before stroking Harry‘s prostate, forcing his lover to writhe underneath him, begging to be finger fucked harder.

Sirius answered Harry’s pleas by adding a third finger. “Fuck!” shouted Harry, thrusting his backside against Sirius’ fingers, burying the now three fingers deep inside his ass. Sirius continued thrusting and scissoring his fingers inside the now loosening passage, preparing Harry for something much bigger and more satisfying.

“Fuck. Me. Now!” Harry ordered, desperately needing to feel Sirius inside of him.

Sirius instantly removed his fingers, feeling that Harry was more than ready. Unzipping his pants and quickly removing them, Sirius placed the tip of his aching cock at Harry’s entrance. Then, with one unforgiving stroke, Sirius plunged his erection deep inside of his lover, relishing at how tightly Harry’s inner walls grasped at his cock. There was no gentleness to speak of as Sirius plunged deeply in Harry over and over again.

Harry wailed, “Fuck!” then clenched his jaw and growled, “Yesssss!”

Sirius’ massive cock filled him completely as it always did, piercing his lower orifice without compassion, burning its way through to his prostate. As quickly as his passage was painfully invaded, the invader sadly retreated, leaving Harry empty until once again he was filled with burning pleasure. Harry tried meeting Sirius’ thrusts but Sirius was holding him firmly in place.

“Gods, you’re so tight!” Sirius groaned as he filled Harry over and over again.

“More! Deeper, please Sirius! I need more!” Harry begged wildly, driven only by pure lust.

Sirius was surprised by his lover’s outburst. He was fucking Harry as hard as he could, and was using all of his will power and stamina to keep from coming before Harry. Then, an idea flashed into his mind, now realizing what he could do to give Harry exactly what he wanted. He quickly pulled out of Harry’s welcoming sheath, ignoring Harry’s protests as he pulled him off the bed.

Harry found himself being picked up and pushed against the nearest wall. He wrapped his arms and legs around Sirius’ body, anxiously clinging to him. Sirius gripped ay Harry’s thighs in an effort to hold him up.

“Fuck me, please!” Harry cried, burying his face in the crook Sirius’ neck.

Harry’s begging was short lived, however, when Sirius’ cock slammed deep inside him, hitting that special spot that blinded his vision, taking him to his own private heaven. Sirius now had the perfect leverage to explore unfathomed depths of Harry. His young lover was spread as wide open as possible with gravity pulling him down onto his huge erection. Sirius began bouncing Harry, forcing his cock deeper and deeper. Faster and faster Sirius thrust into the willing body that was clinging to him, brushing against Harry’s prostate over and over again.

With Harry’s eyes bolted shut, mouth hanging open with moans of absolute bliss, and his throat conveniently exposed, Sirius attacked his neck. Using opened mouthed kisses and nibbles, he concentrated on Harry’s collarbone, knowing that it was one of his lover’s most tender spot.

“Touch yourself for me, Harry,” Sirius gasped.

Harry was barely holding back and was ready to explode. His entire body was bathed with an aching need for release, yet Sirius kept pounding into him with brutal force, waiting for that moment. Harry wordlessly brought one hand down to his throbbing member, and within three strokes screamed his released, spewing his creamy, white essence over both their chests.

Sirius roared when Harry’s inner muscles clamped down around his straining cock. With his face buried in Harry’s neck, Sirius came, spilling out of Harry’s cavity and down the his legs. With his shaft still lodged inside Harry, Sirius attempted to calm down his racing heartbeat, and the fact that he could feel Harry’s heart still racing didn’t help much.

Harry clung to Sirius for all he was worth as his body calmed from his orgasm. This was by far one of the most intense sessions he and Sirius had ever experienced. Still panting, their lips met in slow, soft kisses as their body temperatures returned to normal. Sirius slowly slid out of Harry and placed him on the ground. As soon as Harry touched the floor, his legs felt too weak and struggled to stand. Sirius smiled warmly before picking Harry up bridal style and placing him on the bed. Gazing at his younger lover, who was still clad in the outfit he had bought for him, he could not help but feel so lucky.

“You’re beautiful,” said Sirius as he descended onto the bed beside Harry. “I love you.”

Harry immediately rolled over and snuggled against his god father, “I love you, Sirius.”

It wasn’t until a few moments later that Harry realized that he was still wearing the school girl outfit. “By the way. Where did you get this anyway?”

Sirius smiled, “At some muggle store a few miles away from here. Needless to say I got some pretty strange looks buying them.”

“I bet,” said Harry tiredly. “Next time we play poker, I’ll make sure I win.”

Sirius smiled wickedly, “I doubt that, love. Besides…I already have everything I need the next time I win.”

“You what?” said Harry. “Who says you’ll win next time? And what exactly did you buy?”

“Oh, Harry,” said Sirius closing his eyes. “You’ll see.”

~FIN~

A/N: Ok, now I’ll try to finish chapter three of my Percy/Oliver story. I really hope I get it finished by next Wednesday because that’s when I leave for college. Until next time, please review [: