2 Chapter 2: Family Tensions

"Umh… Ah…" 

"Raise your hips." 

"S-Sirus! Not that har—OH!" 

Sirius didn't care. He was lost in lust, slamming his length into Alice's warmth. 

Her skirt was thrown down to her ankles while she covered her mouth with one hand, trying not to cry out in ecstasy. Her other hand took the support of the cupboard's inner walls. Her ass facing Sirius, she raised herself on her toes to greet his movements. 

Both of them had arrived well before charms class started. So, they decided to use the sizeable empty cupboard to the fullest. It wasn't too big, but enough for both of them to satisfy each other while standing. 

"I'm close," Sirius grunted, pushing his length inside. The slimy nectar from their wild quickie splattered the base of the cupboard. But without care, he only tried to push harder to reach any remaining inch of her depth. His hands kneaded her ample, handful breasts in the meantime, and his face nestled at the back of her neck, licking her to arousal. 

"Me too…" Alice moaned.

Sirius felt her contracting and pulsating walls around his girth. She was close, and he was too. His own climax built up as he sensed his throbbing head getting hotter. 

"Alice… In the mouth like usual?" He asked as he stopped kneading her mounds and wrapped his firm arms around her waist from behind, pulling her ass onto his cock, pushing even deeper into her pussy. 

"Ah, oh, ummm… Sirius…" Unable to form sentences as she enjoyed it too much, she took short, fast breaths. "C-Can't turn… In here…" 

Sirius already had an idea of what to do. He started to thrust faster, pulling his length back to the tip and slamming it back each time. Her toes almost left the ground with each shove. She arched her chest forward to take in all of him.

He had done it too many times with her already, but it never got boring. She knew how to welcome him into her paradise with fine, subtle, circling movements.

The wet noises of their sex echoed inside the cupboard as muffled sounds. Claps came as his cock met with her delectable snatch. He held her body firmly onto his own, almost squeezing her belly enough that she felt his movements, sticking his sweating abdominal muscles onto her. It aroused her even more. 

"Ah-aahh! I'm coming, Sirius…" She squealed before covering her mouth with her hands. 

Alice's hips tremble, and her wet walls squeezed around Sirius' cock. She gasped with great shuddering, clenching spasms. Sirius felt as if he was being squeezed dry within her, releasing multiple pumps of his own seeds. 

Both of them came at the same time. Hot juices spilled out of the tight gaps, trickling down her thighs and onto the baby-blue panties around her ankles.

"Heh…" Alice giggled after she sensed his body was relaxing while she was almost weak in his arms. Sirius felt his throbbing shaft inside, pulsating with every twitch of her walls.

To tease him, she wiggled her soft, plump ass a bit more and earned some groans from Sirius. 

"This never gets boring… But you know the deal." Alice said with a lethargic, yet erotic tone.

Sirius grunted while retreating from her warmth. He slipped out of her while earning another soft, yearning moan from her sweet lips. 

"I know… Longbottom won't ever know. Your engagement is safe… A waste of fine beauty, honestly." 

Sirius used his wand to levitate Alice's skirt up to help her clean up. Then he also picked up his pants and fixed his shirt. It didn't help much since they were sweating. 

"Ugh…" Alice groaned. "I can still feel your stuff sliding down my leg. That's why I prefer to swallow."

Sirius chuckled and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. Being helpful, at least to someone he had fun with, he wiped her thighs. He slowly wiped with one fluid, yet gentle motion, from her calf to her core, earning another lustful hum from Alice.

They both smirked, knowing what kind of game they were playing. The one who broke down and begged for a fuck first was always the loser.

He cleaned her thoroughly, not forgetting to swipe her most secret place twice with a wiggle of his fingers. Though, he knew he had come enough to annoy her for the rest of the class. 

Finally, they opened the cupboard and came out. The class was still empty, so Alice hastily fixed her long, dark-brown hair. "Do I look normal?" 

Sirius smirked and came closer to her. His one hand coppered her waist, and the other cupped her breast, "You look like someone who just… had the best ride of her life." 

Alice rolled her eyes and slapped his hand away, but not the one on her waist. Instead, she raised herself on her toes and placed her arms around his neck, "Still not satisfied?" 

"Oh, I'm never satisfied." 

"Hmm… I pity the girl who ends up with you." Alice finally stepped away from Sirius to dry her sweat. 

Sirius shrugged and did the same, "This 'thing' doesn't have to end after you're married, Alice."

For a second, Alice paused and stared at him, "But it should stop… Shouldn't it?" 

Knock!

"What should stop?" 

Alice and Sirius looked at the door, and there stood James Potter, smirking but for different reasons. For the past two months, he had a constant smile on his face. 

Sirius folded his arms, "You should stop—We know why you're so happy these days." 

"How is she?" Alice asked, being a frank common friend of them all. "I don't see her smiling like you." 

I wonder why. Sirius jokingly pondered. I should teach you to better satisfy a girl instead. She wouldn't be so easy for me to savour otherwise. 

James scoffed and took a seat, "Such intimate matters should not be discussed openly. I'm going to marry her, after all." 

"..."

Sirius's eyes widened, "What?! But it's just been a few months. Are you sure? We're not even graduated yet, Pron… I mean James."

James looked down and brushed his hair up, "I've actually liked her for years… And she's so perfect. I… I love her, Sirius." 

What have I done? Sirius found himself speechless, with a tinge of guilt. I should have stopped after that day… But why didn't she stop me?

Sirius felt confused. Over the past few months, he had met Lily a few times in private, and he had explored her to his heart's content. Of course, they called it practice, but they both knew they just wanted to shamelessly screw and get lost in lust.

I should talk to Lily before the Christmas holidays.

With that in mind, Sirius tried to meet with Lily over the next few days. However, she would always avoid him, refusing to come speak privately. They didn't have many classes together by that point in their school years, so it was hard to see her at times. Even when there were no classes, she stayed busy in girl dorms or with James. 

Before he could sort everything out, he found himself sitting in Hogwarts Express with James, Remus, and Peter. Lily chose to sit with her friends in another cabin, which he was honestly thankful for. James would have tried to act all lovey-dovey, which would have felt awkward. 

…

The train eventually reached London, and from there, Sirius headed to his home through magical means. Which was basically apparating away, something he had only learned recently. It was dangerous, but who was going to stop him? 

You can do it, Sirius. Don't be scared of that ugly woman. Sirius muttered to himself before knocking on the door. He knew what Walburga's reaction was going to be, and he hoped that she'd at least listen to him. 

"Master Sirius~" Kreacher opened the door and greeted in his groaning voice. 

Sirius usually ignored the house elf, but he didn't want any enemies, "I'm famished, Kreacher. Can you get the cooks to make something light?" 

"It shall be my pleasur—"

"Get out!" There came the screaming banshee, Walburga Black. "How dare you step inside this house? You're a traitor to our blood! A shame to House Black!" 

Sirius waited until she finished growling, "A traitor who fooled the entire pureblood community. My dear mother, how could you not see what I was truly up to? How could the greatest mind of House Black not notice my true aim?" 

Just then, Orion Black also came down the stairs and stood beside Walburga with his arms folded, waiting for an explanation from Sirius. 

"Mother, Father… Tell me something. What has caused the purebloods hurdles from thriving and winning every time? Is it the muggles? The half-bloods? No, it's the purebloods who stand against us, and where do these traitor purebloods gather?"

"Gryffindor!" Walburga exclaimed, eyes widened in realization, but the looming doubts weren't easy to dissolve. "So you're suggesting that all you did was to infiltrate the ranks of the treacherous faction?" 

"And more," Sirius smirked. "Who is my best friend?"

"James Potter!" This time, Orion exclaimed. 

Sirius firmly nodded, "An ancient family said to be connected with ancient Peverelle bloodline. Old Potters will die eventually, then whose influence will he follow? Mine, of course!"

Shocked, to say the least. Orion and Walburga Black stared at their son's devious-looking face. It was impossible to understand if he was scheming against them or the blood traitors. But no matter what, seeing his cruel thoughts come out was akin to a reassurance that he was indeed a Black. 

"What are you after?" Orion asked. 

Sirius spread his arms and proudly pronounced, "Dominance over Wizarding Britain, of course. The one who rules the Wizengamoth rules the wizards—A little bit of sweet talking, a little bit of harsh spells—the dice shall eventually fall into my hands. So no matter which side prevails, House Black will always win." 

Did it work? Sirius nervously wondered. 

Bam!

Orion Black walked over, placed his palms on Sirius' shoulder, and his face carried a smile, "That's what I call true ambition, my son—A true heir to the House Black!" 

Quickly, Orion looked at the various paintings, "If word of what he said goes out, I'll make it my life's goal to burn you all to ashes." 

It bloody worked! Sirius silently rejoiced, his heart pumping fast enough to burst at any moment. However, he noticed Walburga's narrowed gaze. She still doesn't believe me.

I will have to make my father hand over the inheritance to me before he dies. Leaving it to the mother will only complicate things.

"I was worried I'd have to remove you from the family line." Orion Black was just happy to have a scheming son. "It's a great day for the family. Bellatrix's marriage was arranged yesterday, and today, my son has made me proud." 

"She's getting married? To whom?" Sirius inquired. 

"To Rodolphus Lestrange, of course. Only they can match us in fame and might—And with their proximity with the Dark Lord, we too shall enjoy the same benefits. Soon, House Black shall be the strongest in Europe!" 

I don't like the sound of this. Voldemort is anything but good news. No, if I want to be the heir of the Black Family, I have to stay away from this filth.

"Indeed, father." He just agreed with everything his father said. "I'll go change and clean up before coming down for lunch." 

As Orion allowed him to go, Sirius wasted no time in those annoying and depressing dark halls and went a few floors upstairs until he arrived at the top floor. The attic was his lair, as it had windows that looked straight up. Due to those, his room remained illuminated even at night, and that was his warmth in the gloomy house. 

Quickly, he changed his clothes into a simple black high-collar shirt and black pants, neatly tucked in. He ignored the blazer and tie, however, not wanting to look like the Malfoys. 

Knock! Knock!

"Come in." Sirius thought it was Kreacher, as no one else would come to his room. 

"Oh, my, my." 

Sirius paused and stared at the visitor, taking her form from head to toe. "Congratulations on your engagement, Bellatrix." 

Bellatrix carried an aura of dangerous allure. Her body moved with a predatory grace toward Sirius. Her skin was smooth yet had the palest touch of death. Her body was slender and agile, hardened and sculpted by years of duels and dark arts. 

Her eyes, dark and penetrating, were full of curiosity and mischievousness. While her hair, a cascade of unruly curls, fell like a black waterfall. However, her smiling lips were the most mesmerizing; Thin, yet full of venomous charm, even in the words she spoke. 

She moved with sinuous grace, almost seductively, as if it was second nature to her. 

Wearing a long, flowing black dress that encompassed her lustrous curves, she seemed like a lioness on the hunt. Long sleeves, a pair of silky black gloves, and a few other lacy garments hugged her waist to highlight her figure. Certainly, seducing Rodolphus was her task.

"I can see trickery when I see it," Bellatrix said with utmost confidence, yet so softly as if she was whispering into his ears. Continuing to walk closer to him, she didn't stop even after reaching an arm's length. "I must say, I'm impressed. But what's so good on their side? I heard you like women, don't you? Join our side, and you can have as many as you want. All half-bloods and mudblood filth shall be yours to feast on." 

Sirius felt annoyed but remained calm, "I may be wild, but not insane." 

She scoffed and stood face to face with Sirius. Her well-developed chest touched his chest, and her hands caressed his face softly, "Oh! Don't tell me you want the purebloods too?"

"That's not what I meant." Sirius still denied, wondering if Walburga sent her to check on him. 

"Heh…" Bellatrix chuckled, hearing his response. She pushed him back with her hand, easily throwing him onto the bed, "Don't tell me… You want this?" 

Bellatrix unashamedly raised her black flowing skirt and revealed her similarly black thongs, thin enough that the string was lost between the swollen pink folds; the moistness was apparent. 

"What are you doing?!" Sirius exclaimed in shock. 

But Bellatrix, instead of stopping, straddled Sirius' legs and sat down on his crotch before starting to rub herself on his growing erection. Her hips moved fluidly with experience. She moaned without care, licked her fingers, and clutching one of her perfectly rounded mounds above her clothes. 

"Ah… Ah, Sirius!" She moaned his name while furiously rubbing her slit, dry-humping on him restlessly. He could clearly feel her warmth, gradually soaking her black thong and onto his pants, and her moans weren't helping. 

"Stop this, Bellatrix! We can't do thi—"

"Shut up," Bellatrix whispered firmly and grabbed Sirius' hands. She made him cup her breasts and play with them. They were ample, round, and handful. Warm despite her cold-looking pale skin. 

"Play with me…" her tone sounded like a command, yet full of lust and craving.

Sirius frowned and tried to free himself.

She's crazy. It was obvious to him, and instead of squeezing her mounds, he grabbed her neck. Furiously, he choked Bellatrix so she would move aside. 

"Ah! Oh Merlin… This is it… harder Sirius! Choke me harder!" 

"..."

Sirius felt speechless as Bellatrix didn't mind being strangled. Her face turned red, but her eyes were open in tearful ecstasy. Her mouth was open, and breathing raggedly, as if she couldn't wait for him to stuff something into it. Constant moans involuntarily came out of her as her hips kept moving, rubbing herself on him. 

He watched as she stroked his arm that was choking her, ever so gently, sending shivers down his torso. 

Her eyes soon went closed while she licked her lips in pleasure. Somewhere inside, it was arousing to him, apparent by his rock-hard erection, "Stop this, Bellatrix!" 

"Are you not a man, Sirius? Do what a man should!" Bellatrix mockingly pushed him. 

Sirius found his hands loosening the grip on her neck and sliding down to her curvy, full waist. She was soft, and he couldn't help but squeeze her while lifting his hips a little to push even closer to her dampness. 

"Mmmhhh!" She moaned louder. 

"That's it. Just a little more…" She raised her skirt up to her waist and showed him her creamy pale thighs, her slit covered with juices as her thongs couldn't hold her arousal. Without any shame, she touched her cunt and licked her sticky fingers. "Sweet as always! But I wonder what you taste like…"

Sirius' gaze remained plastered on the breathtaking flesh between her legs. Her thigh-high stockings were tight, such that her full thighs overflowed at the edge. Her shapely ass was so beautifully formed that he almost enjoyed her weight on his crotch. 

"I know why you're doing this." Sirius finally spoke something and caressed her bare thighs. 

He clenched her warm, feathery, soft flesh, making her gasp in excitement. She was quite fun to touch; he couldn't deny that. "Don't think I'm blind, Bellatrix. You won't find solace in me—You're a part of this shitty family. Your dissatisfaction in marrying Rodolphus won't go away like this." 

Bellatrix laughed maniacally and grabbed Sirius' one hand. She slowly guided his hand onto her moist entrance, palming her entire slippery softness. Just as Sirius thought she would stop there, her finger pushed one of his onto her sensitive clitorist, earning a tiny whimper of delight from her lips. Her finger moved with his, urging him to do more, slipping and sliding on the tiny, pink nub, causing more and more juices to flow out. Her body shuddered and trembled, clearly enjoying the sensations.

"Taste it, Sirius… I know you'll love it!" 

"You're crazy," Sirius barked but didn't retract his hand. Instead, he played with her cunt as her thin thongs were lost between her folds, leaving the cameltoe exposed. She was shaved, just how he liked it, swollen to arousal. "Why don't you play with Rodolphus instead?" 

"Oh, that buffoon! I know him from Hogwarts… He'll be a boring servant at best!" Bellatrix scoffed and relished at Sirius' touch. 

"But I'm not so gentle," Sirius suddenly moved. He shoved his middle finger forcefully into her, making her gasp. 

Once the opportunity came, he quickly pushed her to the side and got on top of her, his erection grinding on her as he began to hump. "My hands are not very gentlemanly." 

Bellatrix was excited and aroused. She yearned for that erection inside her, to stay there longer and move even wilder.

Sirius' one hand squeezed her exposed thighs tight enough to leave red finger marks, while with the other hand he played with her ample breast, enjoying her soft yet strong body. He wasn't gentle in any way as he poured his weight atop her. But she didn't seem to have any worries as her thick legs wrapped around his waist. Her face was always in ecstasy and maniacal giggles. 

"Ah… Harder! Fuck me…" She moaned teasingly into his ears, even though both of them were nowhere near the proper fucking. "Fuck your Bellatrix… You must have lusted for this body… Ravage it… Eat it…Own it…" 

Sirius dry-humped her harder, and she also reciprocated by raising her hips. He grinded his erection on her slit, turning her red. He felt nowhere near his release, but he noticed Bellatrix's hips tremoring and her thighs clenching him tighter. Her breasts heaved under him, her irregular breaths a sign.

She found pleasure in the hard grinding of the coarse cloth of his pants, tickling and scratching on the petals of her vulva. The little voice inside her head screamed; More…more... More! 

This wasn't nearly enough for her.

But Sirius laughed all of a sudden and stopped moving, and whispered into her ear, "I'm not kind, Bellatrix. I can be very cruel." 

Anger filled her eyes abruptly, and she grabbed Sirius' neck, "Why did you stop? Keep moving!" 

Sirius did so, but so slow that it only aroused her, not bring her to the climax she was craving. On top of denying her satisfaction, he even teased her. 

"You thought your body would be enough to lure me? You think if I wanted you, I wouldn't have taken you already?" He proudly said, acting like a true Slytherin, but he knew his words were superficial. "Stay away from me, Bellatrix… Or you won't be able to handle when I get serious." 

Forcefully, he used physical strength to push her hands away from his neck and remove her legs from his waist. He stood up and fixed his clothes, but couldn't help glancing at her exposed reddened cunt. "Despite being disgusting, you're quite a beauty—I should congratulate Rodolphus." 

Knock! Knock!

"Brother, are you there? Lunch is ready." Regulus' voice came from the door. 

In response, Bellatrix hurried to sit up, hide her legs, and fix her messy hair to seem somewhat in order. 

She glared at Sirius the entire time, her breath still in agitation. She wanted him at that moment, and he could feel it in her hungry gaze. But Sirius didn't care.

"See you later." Sirius waved and left Bellatrix sitting alone in the room. 

But the one thing he couldn't say openly was something that utterly annoyed his physical body. 

Fuck, my balls hurt. He cursed and looked outside at the window. Still daytime. I should sort things out with Lily.

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