PLEASE I want, or rather I NEED the Sirius x Hestia fics to come back I miss them so much. I want a sweet moment of them shared, quality time as a couple in hogwarts.
I also want to say that I reread the fics you did for them all the time🩷✨️
It's been a long time since I did something about them, this week I started something but didn't finish it, but I read your request and had an idea
without any plot other than them being teenagers.
I love them, and I love that you do too ahahahaha
Hestia was lying on his bed, sprawled on top of the sheets watching him try on his new outfits that had arrived from the seamstress. He didn't like it, he complained about everything, the length of the sleeves, the tie, how it was about to tighten in the back, the length of the legs, but Hestia knew that he was only picking on because he wanted to complain about something that came from his family, even if it was perfectly perfect, he would find some line out of place to point at and say "aha, here it is!" She continued to eat the frozen grapes that she had managed to smuggle into the bedroom, it didn't matter that it was snowing outside and she was wearing wool socks, it was still one of her favorite things to eat.
"See? They pay a lot for this? God, I could do much better myself,'' He sounded presumptuous, almost petty, he was always like that when it came to his family, again she let it go, she sounded like that sometimes too, so she just had to ignore it and let the clothing test end and he could go back to bed with her, warming up her body that was starting to get lukewarm because of the frozen snacks. ''What do you think?''
''That looks beautiful.'' It was a fact that Sirius had been growing up overnight, she was dating a guy who was her height and the next day, she already had to look up to talk to him, his arms were also getting longer and his back seemed to fill out even more the clothes he was wearing, which made her hormones effervescent inside her. ‘’And you have to come and lie down with me...’’
‘’By the way, Effie sent me new clothes to wear for training… Well, under the training ones, you know how she is.’’ He started to undress, the grapes then became uninteresting in the pot, and all her attention was on him. His long hair was messy because of all the changing of clothes, falling over his shoulders in an almost artistic way that made her want to paint pictures and write poems about it, who knows, write a torrential and slightly erotic novel about it, his black strands that hypnotized like a mermaid, wrapped around you and trapped you like a trap. Sirius turned his back to her, he was only wearing his pants, without a belt, it were a little loose at his waist and fell gently over his hips, nothing special, showed less than two fingers of the gray underwear he was wearing, marked his defined butt that Hestia said was getting bigger than hers — he said it was impossible. ‘’I think I’ll wear it more in the summer, but you never know.’’ Then he put on a white tank top, and if Hestia thought he was handsome before, now everything had improved.
‘’Wow, kitty.’’ She whistled. ‘’Come here,’’ She beckoned him with her finger, like a conqueror from a Muggle movie, and he came. He stood beside her on the bed, Hestia ran her hand over his body, the softness of the 100% cotton tank top was something to praise Effie, a good choice of gift, it would really come in handy during training and probably even outside during the summer, but for now, Hestia was happy to have been the first to be graced with the sight of him wearing the piece.
Sirius twirled around, grinning at her when she patted his butt. ‘’Go to the side, I’m going to lie down.’’
‘’Are you going to keep the tank top on?’’
‘’Since you liked it so much, I don’t mind.’’ He shrugged and threw himself next to her, taking up almost the entire bed, but for now there was still enough space for Hestia, lying on top of his arm, hugging his warm body and allowing him to throw the sheet under both of their bodies, tangling his legs and trapping her in an embrace that she would hardly get out of. ‘’Are we going to Lance’s birthday?’’
‘’Oh,’’ Hestia didn’t want to seem discouraged, but she clearly didn’t know how to lie. ‘’If you want.’’
‘’And that’s a no, phew.’’ Sirius kissed her forehead, then her nose, then both cheeks and finally her lips. ''You looked beautiful today with that hairstyle,'' She had already released the two buns she had made, but smiled at him, showering him with kisses, spreading the rest of the pink lipstick she was wearing.
''Thank you.'' After that, there was not much more to talk about, the making out continued and little by little their euphoria grew, the blanket kept them protected because the little cold they could feel had already disappeared, the shared human warmth kept them comfortably warm. Hestia at some point ended up on top of him, Sirius adjusted himself on the bed so that she would be more comfortable, and despite what everyone said behind her back, they had never had sex, the furthest they had gone was something like that, the only thing that changed was the intensity of the moments, and Hestia still didn't feel that would change soon.
Not that she didn't want to, it was always exciting to be with Sirius in those moments, and yes, it crossed her mind to get naked with him and simply do what she had to do, but there were still barriers she couldn't cross, one of them being shame, and she felt that even Sirius was a little bit like her in that regard, not because of shame, but because he was somehow insecure.
They were fine with where they were.
His hand went down from her lower back to her ass, something that had become normal and that she enjoyed a lot, her fingers tangled in the hair on the back of his neck, her long nails scratching his skin, enjoying his shivers and the body's responses. Hestia let out a surprised moan when he turned them over in bed, it wasn't quick and in a clean movement like in the movies, but it still took her by surprise. The training really had made all the difference. His heavy body pressed hers into the mattress, it was impossible to move, Hestia liked that. She liked those moments, and thinking that they still had good hours ahead made her very, very happy.
''Black!'' Or not. “Black, unfortunately we’ve come to disturb you.” James shouted in the room, Hestia and Sirius were startled, the sheet that had slipped off the bed was quickly thrown under them both again, even though they were still wearing clothes, as usual, Hestia appreciated the concern. No curtains were opened however. “We have a monthly problem to deal with, we counted the weeks wrong and we need you… uh… fifteen minutes is okay to meet?”
“Yes, Potter.” Was all he said, his head lying on her breasts, eyes closed and looking disappointed. She felt the same way. “I’ll be there soon.”
“Okay, see you later! Hugs, Jones.”
“Hugs, Potter.” Hestia sighed grumpily, upset, and thinking that it would be a very lonely night.
