SIRIUS ORION BLACK!

Disclaimer: I do not own in anyway or form the characters nor the world of Harry Potter, they belong to the author who has created them.

Author's note: This story came too many very early a few mornings ago and has refused to leave me alone since. It is a short oneshot and should remain as is.

Warnings: This work contains bestiality in the form of padfoot as well as male on male sex and rimming. Should you be opposed to such themes please refrain from reading.

Summary: Sirus Black does not understand the word no and has certainly never heard of something called a limit.

SIRIUS ORION BLACK!

 

-SIRUS ORION BLACK!!!

*Crash! *

- YOU LAZY AROGANT SMELLY ASS DIRTY MUTT! WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN HAVE YOU DONE!

There was no sound in the small cottage for a few minutes and Remus took the time to carefully asses the damage done by his lover. The home he had worked so hard to buy was in ruin! Well maybe not a ruin but certainly a sty! As a tidy person seeing his home as dirty as a pigpen was rubbing him wrong. And that crash!

-THAT HAD BETTER NOT BE THE GIFT YOU HAVE GIVEN ME FOR OUR 5TH YEAR ANIVERSARY!

From the sound alone he was sure it was. It was the only breakable possession he kept in their bedroom. Which also meant that the mess was spread all the way from the front door to their bedroom on the first floor.

-COME ON DOWN! NOW!

Coming home from work after just having been fired for having to miss the week-end for the full moon was not something that had brought a smile on the reserved man's face. The first day of of his werewolf transformation only a fortnight away made him irritable and restless. James, Lily and Harry having been forced into hiding not a week previous had him ill at ease and anxious. But finding their house in shambles had definitively angered him.

As expected a very pitiful looking Padfoot came down the stairs, tail between it's legs, belly to the ground and wining. As if he expected to be forgiven such a catastrophe!

-I leave you alone for nine hours! NINE! Not a whole week! And what do I find? You being an irresponsible mangled flee-bitten monstrosity! I, and I alone, will go to the Potter's tonight while you pick up your mess! IT BETTER BE CLEAN AND IN REPAIR WHEN I COME BACK!

With that he disaparated away.

Lily and James were waiting on him at the gate on Godric's Hollow and were expecting a second apparition crack that never came.

-I left the mongrel behind to clean up his mayhem. He will not be joining us if he wishes to avoid being cursed.

It made their friends laugh. After all, who would know better than Prongs what kind of wreckage Sirus could make. They had after all lived a few years together before William and Suzan Potter passed away. The couple had never complained of course, but the elves had seemed overworked during the summers. He was handed Harry and invited in. He loved the kid, but his distressing inability to care for a baby made him unaware of anything else, thus nothing could make him forget quite as well as the child.

Their meal over, having been made to feed and change a dirty one year old, most of his resentment and displeasure gone, he decided it was quite late enough to head back to the cottage. But just to make sure he was in control of himself he took the long way home.

Apprehension had risen again before he found himself at the door and he did not know if he should prepare to scream or compliment his lover.

The living room was clean and mud free. The kitchen was sparkling in a way only cleaning spells could achieve. The floor mat covering the stair was pristine. Obviously Sirus had worked hard.

Climbing the stairs slowly he was still meticulously observing his surroundings looking for even one misplaces, broken or dirty possession. The only thing he avoided was The animagus quiddich cupboard. There was simply nothing to do with the smell of wet dog and sweat that was a fixture in there. It was also the only clutter accepted. He never opened that door, never inquirer about it. In exchange Siri never went into the library and the peace was kept.

Seeing the door to their bedroom open he called out to his lover.

-Sirius can you tell me what went threw your head to ran mud inside the house in dog...

The words blocked somewhere in his throat. The black haired Apollo was naked and stretched over the bed, surrounded by rose petal, a box of chocolate beside him. Obviously the man thought he had to apologize in more ways than one. Though Remus would not have went that way to do it, he could not expect much more from the perverted pooch.

Seeing his love without words made a part of his delicate male anatomy raise before beckoning the werewolf over. Oh! He had plans for the night! Making sure the brown haired man went to the Potter's alone had been part of it, how would he have had the time to prepare for everything otherwise and to put the other in a good enough mood for intercourse? It simply would not have happened. Looking apologetic and remorseful would be one of the only ways to get him to agree to the first step. The second step, well they had tried it before and the smaller one had not been found of it. But had guy had needs!... and fantasies...

Once the previously angered man got near the bed, Sirus wasted no time in divesting him of his clothes. While those robes were new and gifted by himself, the only thing keeping him from ripping them was to avoid irritating the man and getting all his hard work down the drain.

The kisses were sensual and full of passion. Something that made Remus' head spin and gave him the impression of needing more air but wanting none of it. They started with tongues battling and teeth knocking and bruising lips moving together. It remained that was until until his legs gave out from under him and his body spreading itself on the soft cotton sheets.

The dizziness did not leave him when Sirus trailed kisses all over his neck and torso, slowly making his way down to his hip, bypassing his erection and licking along the inside of his things before leaving bite marks all the way down his legs to his feet.

He was nudge to turn on his stomach and obeyed without words, sure of what was coming next. The excitement of being proved right nearly undid him and only pure will kept the orgasm at bay. Siri's tongue had found his hole faster than he had thought he would. Shivers were running up and down his spine while goosebumps appeared all over his skin. He felt his wits leaving him and his will dimished.

So when he was brought to his knees with a whispered offer of using Padfoot's tongue to reach farther only the possible pleasure made sense and using a direct path to his dick. He agreed much faster than he would have otherwise.

The quiet sound of the transformation from man to dog followed by the cold nose touching an intimate part of him were his only warning before the long tongue entered him making his arms collapse and his face to meet the mattress. The agile muscle was rubbing against his prostate in a way nothing else could. Longer than fingers it could reach the spot dead on every trust but more delicate than a cock it tickled it just right. His orgasm came fast and hard. His sight blacken out and he lost feeling in all his limbs for a few seconds.

And it was enough for Padfoot to take the initiative and trust inside his lover without changing back, coming just as fast and knotting inside the other man. The act was enough to wake Remus up and for the anger to come back full force.

-SIRUS ORION BLACK!!!