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I'm on my way. The walk will give me plenty of time to come up with an escape plan. -Sirius
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Left on his bed: I have detention. Don't ask questions just come save me. Great Hall.
I'm on my way. The walk will give me plenty of time to come up with an escape plan. -Sirius

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Everyday it's a-gettin' closer
Doe felt her smile grow at the feel of Sirius responding so eagerly to their play. She grinned against his lips when she felt his fingers dig into her thighs, a laugh and gasp of surprise slip ping out when he suddenly pulled her close and rolled them back over so that she was beneath him. Staring up into his eyes, she felt something exciting within her. She wanted him to keep pushing this further. What the two of them had between them was something so unique; they were friends and now what? But whatever it was, it was fun; like playing but with higher stakes and far more enjoyable results.
She felt his fingers moved across the hem of her skirt as he pushed the fabric slowly out of his way, and that feeling combined with the sudden pleasure of his tongue sucking on her most sensitive spot beneath her ear. Doe felt her body squirm beneath his, the pleasure overwhelming her as he paid attention to all her most sensitive places. And then his fingers moved higher beneath her skirt and the sudden teasing movement combined with her involuntary twitch of pleasure had his hand brushing against the front of her knickers. Whether accidental or not, Doe had no idea but a loud gasp slipped out of her mouth and she quickly brought one hand up to his shoulder, holding on to him tightly as she fought to catch her breath. “Oh, Merlin. Sirius…." All pretenses were up and she knew now that this wasn’t simply a game of who could push each other further anymore. She wanted him. She wanted more of the pleasure that he was so close to giving her the more that he teased. Her body was quickly taking control and acting without her permission. Reaching desperately for one of his hands, she grabbed him and brought his free hand to the waistband of her skirt, already nearly pushing the fabric from her hips with her own fingers. Rolling her hips up towards him again, Doe looked him straight in the eye before reaching down her body and shoving the skirt from her waist, wiggling slightly beneath him to push the fabric down her legs.
As Sirius' hand brushed against the material of Doe's knickers, he lifted his head so he could peer down at her, eyes locking onto her dark ones, and take in her reaction. Whatever this was between them hadn't been defined so it was important to him that he make sure he wasn't pushing her farther than she wanted. He needn't have wasted the time he could have been paying attention to her soft, supple skin; the gasp she released hit his ears, almost giving him more pleasure than the feel of her body underneath his, and told him everything he needed to know. She wanted this as much as he did; he was sure of that now. His name slipping from her mouth was music to his ears; never had the sound of his name sent electricity through him as it did now. His hunger increased, and obviously so, at least to him; increasingly his jeans felt tighter and tighter.
Sirius' eyebrows shot up as she took the lead once again, instructing him with what she wanted and guiding his hand to her skirt. He didn't resist - he had no desire to - his hand curling into the waistband of it. He groaned as the roll of her hips had them even closer together, something which only spurred him on. He willingly helped Doe push the skirt down her legs with one hand, the other grazing the newly revealed skin lightly as it appeared. He groaned again, his eyes becoming heavy with lust as he looked down at her once her skirt had joined the rest of their clothes on the floor, taking in the perfect sight of her lying underneath him. "Fuck, Doe," he breathed, as he shifted down her body, hands gripping her waist tightly. He dipped his head so he could press his mouth to her stomach. "You're perfect," he smiled against her skin, letting the taste and the feel and the scent of her wash over him, entirely taking over his senses.
Everyday it's a-gettin' closer
Doe was unable to keep the smirk from her face at the sound of Sirius groaning in pleasure. She couldn’t help feel victorious at surprising him with a side of herself that only a select few had ever seen. And even more a source of pride was the fact that what she was doing to him was able to elicit such a reaction from him. Doe knew Sirius well enough to know that he didn’t sleep with every single girl that looked his way, but she knew he was plenty experienced in this type of activity, and yet it was she who was in bed with him and she who was kissing along side his neck and it was her that Sirius seemed so desperate to resume kissing. She moved back to his lips, letting his strong hold on her overwhelm her desire to tease him further. Letting out a groan of her own as he grazed her lip with his teeth, she barely noticed the way that her fingers had pressed into his bare chest in reaction.
His hands drew a slow line of shivers throughout her body as he ran his fingers down her back. The air felt cool when it hit her skin that was slowly being exposed as Sirius lifted her shirt and she was thankful for the calming breath that it seemed to afford her. Her shirt now off and sailing through the empty air beside the bed, Doe paused to look down at Sirius. She could feel his eyes raking over her body but for the first time since things had changed between them, she wasn’t going to tell him to stop or cover herself or even crack a joke about his greedy eyes staring at her tits. Instead, she ignored the warmth spreading across her skin and slowly leaned back down to him, her mouth finding his once more. She moved slowly, her lips working gently against his, running her tongue along his lips before deepening the kiss. She leaned her body forward so that her whole body was pressed against him, dragging her hands up from his shoulders to run through his hair. Vaguely, Doe wondered how far they would go this time, whether Sirius would play it safe since she was the one who had stopped them both times things had come dangerously close to crossing lines. This time, however, she didn’t want to be the one to play it safe. And it was with this thought in mind that she let one hand untangle itself from his hair and instead seek out his hand. She intwined their fingers for a moment, pulling away from him slightly so that she could look into his eyes as she placed his hand on her thigh. Doe raised her brows at him, a playful grin passing over her face before she bent back towards him to resume the kiss.
Sirius half expected Doe to react to his roaming eyes, for her to make some sort of a comment on it, and was surprised when she didn’t, and pleasantly so. In the back of his mind he’d been wondering where this was going to go, especially given their surroundings, and her lack of negative reaction seemed a sign that he wasn’t crossing any unknown boundaries she had set. He eagerly accepted the kiss she pressed to his mouth, sensing a sudden change in the atmosphere; it seemed to Sirius that the air was crackling with the promise of something, and though he didn’t know entirely what that something was or how far this was going to go just yet, he felt sure it was going to be something more than the last couple of times, when their rationality had slowed things down. Sirius’ whole body seemed to hum with a mixture of pleasure at the feel of Doe’s mouth, hot and hard against his, and anticipation of what she might do next. He’d already in the past few weeks seen a side of her he’d never expected and that trend seemed to be continuing now. She didn’t disappoint and it was greedily that Sirius groaned against her mouth when she pressed her body against his. That, coupled with the slow, teasing way she seemed to move her mouth against his, was almost unbearable, but in the best possible way. A current of fire began to work its way around his body, his skin burning everywhere her skin pressed against his.
The feeling of it, one that was better than he could ever have imagined, was not one he wanted to stop, so he was unable to stop the groan of indignation he let out when Doe pulled away slightly. Even though she was still in his space, their bodies tangled up in each other, it wasn’t enough, not any more. But once again she was surprising him, taking control of the situation in the most pleasurable way and indicating that she wanted more. That she didn’t want to slow down. He raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression giving away a little of his surprise, but dug his fingers gently into her thigh, feeling the soft material of her skirt beneath them. In a moment of decisiveness, he pulled her back down to him, then rolled them over, his fingers never stopping in their dance against her thigh. He took a moment to look into her eyes, his dark ones training themselves on hers, and shot her a small, quick smile, before he lowered his mouth to her skin, his lips finding her pulse point. He traced the gentle beating of it with his tongue as his fingers worked their way down to the hem of her skirt, searching for her skin. His need to feel her soft skin beneath his fingertips was desperate and, as his mouth trailed down her collarbone and then down further, he wasted no time in slipping his hand underneath her skirt, his fingers slowly, teasingly, dancing against the skin he found there.
Everyday it's a-gettin' closer
Doe watched the eyes she’d become so familiar with change in front of her, his mischievous smirk darkening as he moved his face closer to hers. She wanted him to kiss her again but his lips found her cheek and her eyes fluttered shut at the feeling. Despite the gentleness of his lips, she felt her heart begin to beat faster as he moved his lips against her skin, his breath tickling against her neck and beside her ear. Doe let out a sound somewhere between a sigh and a giggle, unable to stop herself. Her fingers stalled in their movements beneath his shirt as he teased her ear, and unable to pull herself away or bring his face back to hers, she began pushing his shirt up his body, forcing him to pull away so that she could pull his shirt off and drop it off the side of the bed.
Still laying beneath him, Doe took advantage of the moment to wrap her hands around the back of Sirius’s head and pull him back down to her. Her fingers twisted in his hair and she smiled against his lips. “Oh, I definitely haven’t already forgotten how outstanding you are, Sirius.” She pressed her lips against his, greedily discarding the gentle touch that Sirius had just used on her. Moving her hands down to his shoulders, she pushed him away just enough so that she push herself up and turn their bodies so she straddled his hips as he fell back onto the mattress. She smirked down at him with a tiny playful shrug, before running her hands against his now bare chest. “You’re an excellent tutor, Sirius.” She said softly as she lowered herself close to his ear. “Now,” she paused, moving so that she could look directly into his eyes as she raised a brow at him… “Where did we last leave off the other night?” And then she lowered his lips, but changed her path at the last minute, instead kissing against his jaw and then down the side of his neck to his collar bone and chest.
Sirius raised an eyebrow, his smirk growing ever wider as Doe made haste with removing his shirt. Not that it was something he fought, of course; he helpfully pulled away from her so that she could pull the shirt over his head, his eyes briefly following its journey onto the floor next to them. “You’re not wast-“ he began, but his words were quickly cut off, swallowed up by the greedy mouth that landed on his. He answered greedily himself, pressing his mouth hard against hers, his tongue tracing the contours of her mouth. It didn’t last long, however, and it was with resistance and a sound of indignation that he allowed himself to be pushed away. He didn’t find himself to be indignant for long; as soon as she rolled them over, straddling him as she took charge. He smiled appreciatively, a shock of desire rocking through him in response to the confidence he never knew she had. He groaned before her lips had even touched him again. As her mouth found his jaw, his head fell back against the pillow, his eyes closing as she travelled down, savouring the feel of her lips against his chest.
Sirius allowed himself a few moments to enjoy this, the feel of her mouth on his skin, to enjoy the way his heartbeat seemed to slow down to a rhythmic thump, yet increase alongside his yearning at the same time. Then his eyes were fluttering open, his hands taking a hold of the back of her head so he could bring her mouth back up to his. He bit down on her lip, perhaps a bit harder than he’d meant to given his heightened state, as his mouth met hers for a fraction of a second before he’d pulled away again. “I think,” he drawled, as his hands moved from her head, slowly sliding down the back of her neck, and then down her back to her waist, which he dug his fingers into for a moment, “we were,” – he paused again, hands going lower so they could grab the ends of her top – “somewhere about here.” Pushing her away from him slightly so he could create enough room, he returned Doe’s earlier favour, lifting her top over her head and tossing it away. He didn’t try to hide the way his eyes travelled over her, taking in the sight of her leaning over him, as another, desperate, groan fell from his lips.
Alright, fair point. You win.
I do like winning.

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And you’re a proponent of the hippie lifestyle now?
When it allows me a snog instead of a smack, sure.
No! Wait. Ugh, you’re so frustrating. This is what I meant, plonker. You drive me mad and I don’t know if I want to kiss you or hit you and it’s a serious problem because I used to always know that I could hit you but now I can also kiss you and why do you drive me so mad!?!
Oh, I see. You should go with the kissing. Always go with the kissing. Peace and love and all that.
Oh shut up. You drive me absolutely mad.
In that case, perhaps we should skip the chocolate shop and I'll just go to Zonko's and you can toddle off to your bookshop.
I don’t like you.
Again, are you sure about that?
Yes, but now you’re being a prat that I’d like to hit, not one I’d like to pin against a wall and snog the daylights out of.
You sure about that?

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Well at the moment, I’m leaning towards hitting you.
Yeah, I buy that, considering you just told me you'd cut out your trip to the bookshop for a snog.
I meant that you’re a prat. And while normally you would do something that would make me want to hit you, now I think I’d rather just snog you. But the motivation comes from the same place, it’s just a matter of what mood you’ve got me in at the time.
Ah, the mood you're in won't affect anything. Not when I'm apparently so good at getting you in the right mood.
That’s not exactly what I meant, but I suppose it’s good to know.
What did you mean, exactly?
Because I think both tendencies come from the same place.
Well, that might just be a problem because snogging and throwing things at me don't go well together.
It’s not that strange.
Why not?

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Why’d you ask then, if my answer was so expected? The book shop? You do know it’s the weekend? As in a time for leisure? Snogging falls under that, books do not.
Because I was still curious, just wanted to confirm my suspicions. I’m not buying any more textbooks, you know. I just wanted to pick up a new book, preferably one of a substantial weight that’s good for throwing at people. For example… you.
It's amazing how quickly you can go from thinking about snogging me to throwing things at me.
You too, Dork. I’m glad we could come to such a speedy agreement. Yeah, fine, we can go there first. Then I need to pop into Zonko’s. I’m meeting the boys later in the Three Broomsticks. I’m sure we’ll find some havoc to wreak. You?
Zonko’s? Ha, never would’ve expected that. I think I’m headed to the Three Broomsticks too. I was going to pop into the book shop for a little bit, but I could always delay that if you’re interested in one of those snogs?
Why'd you ask then, if my answer was so expected? The book shop? You do know it's the weekend? As in a time for leisure? Snogging falls under that, books do not.