A Gentleman is Simply a Patient Wolf | Sirius x OC
Written by @becauseitsgreen
13. “I thought you agreed I should wear this costume to the party tonight?” “Oh I agreed to you wearing it tonight, but I had no party in mind” -Halloween Prompts
“So you’re going to be a werewolf this Halloween?” Violet asked curiously.
“So it would seem.” He replied with a raised brow. His dark eyes glanced over at his girlfriend, who was currently hiding behind her book. She was trying her hardest to keep a straight face, but he could make out the faintest hint of a mischievous smile. His little lady was never good at hiding her emotions. She was too earnest for her own good. “Why?”
She had brought that up nearly two weeks ago, and no matter how many times he asked, she kept her lips sealed, but if his little lady was going through all the trouble to surprise him, he might as well be patient.
Now he found himself seated at the edge of her bed, half an hour before the Halloween party in his “costume.” Sirius merely donned a pair of wolf ears, pawed gloves and shoes, and a tail over his usual uniform. He eyed her feet as they poked out from beneath the changing divider in the corner. Violet had insisted that her costume was going to be a surprise, and now he was lucky to be the first to see it.
Finally, she poked her head out from behind the divider. Her cheeks were flushed a light pink as she looked down at her feet bashfully. “Um… Ready?.”
His eyes flickered with amusement as a smirk pulled on the corner of his lips. Where was all the confidence she had back then? “Ready whenever you are, Sweet Pea.” He smiled.
His smile was comforting, and it was enough to help her summon the courage to step out into the open. She twirled around, allowing him to get a good look of her costume. “I was thinking about wearing this for tonight. What do you think?”
His breath hitched in his throat. What did he think? Sirius stared wide-eyed at the young woman before him with his lips parted slightly in shock. She wore a white blouse with a neckline that dipped way lower than what she usually wore. A black, lace-up cincher hugged her waist and accentuated her curves in all the right ways. Next was a red skirt that reached just above her knees as the frills from the white petticoat from underneath peeked out from the hem. White, thigh high stockings and a pair of red heels adorned her legs and feet, but to tie it all together, a red hooded cloak was fastened around her neck as it draped over her shoulders. She pulled the hood up over her head and grinned shyly, and that nearly destroyed what little self-control he had left, but Sirius held on.
“D-do you like it? Should I wear this tonight, or is it too much?”
Well, “too much” might not the right words to use at the moment. “I think you should wear it. You look stunning.” He finally said.
Violet fidgeted under his gaze, but she nodded nonetheless. “O-okay…” She balled up a fist full of her skirt in her hands. She had to relax! She was the one surprising him! Taking a deep breath, she spun around on her heel and scurried over towards the door. “A-anyway, let’s get to the party, I don’t want to be late!” Wrapping her hand around the doorknob, she managed to pull it open by an inch before it shut on her with a click. Her blues eyes wandered up to see Sirius’s large hand holding the door firmly shut, his pawed gloves have long since been discarded. “S-Sirius?”
He leaned down, and she could feel his breath caressing the shell of her ear and she couldn’t help but shiver. “Who said you could go out dressed like that?” He whispered huskily.
She hesitantly turned to peer over her shoulder and asked, “I-I thought you agreed I should wear this costume to the party tonight?” Suddenly, she felt calloused fingers slowly tracing up the back of her thigh and she froze with a sharp gasp. A burst of heat bloomed from her core from just his mere touch alone.
“Oh I agreed to you wearing it tonight, but I had no party in mind…” He pressed her against the door, his fingers brushing against the source of her arousal, and her knees nearly buckled. He felt her small hand over his own against the door, and he could feel her trembling ever so slightly. Glancing door, Sirius met her gaze, dark and full of desire through half-lidded eyes.
“My, my, what big hands you have.” She purred.
A wolfish grin tugged at his lips, and he resisted the urge to devour her right then and there. Good things come to those who wait after all.