How to lose a guy in 20 days (Sirius Black x oc) ✔️

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As I have so many stories on the go I'm going to finish this story here. In the future I may come back and add a few chapters (or a second book) but for now this is the enddddddd. Thank you so much for reading!

This chapter is basically going to be a few smuttyish one shots about the pair that I'm too lazy to write into the story. So if you're not into reading smut, DO NOT READ!  Also let me know what you think cus it's my first time writing smut and I hope you don't die from cringe. 

clara-evans-potter this is for you!

Shower

Lyria bit her lip as the hot water cascaded over her back. It was almost as good as last night had been, not that she would tell Sirius that, his ego was already massive. She hummed to herself as she massaged shampoo into her scalp and then rinsed it off. She didn't notice the shower door sliding open.

Her breath caught and then turned ragged as she felt a hot steam of air on her neck. Fingers brushing over her hips and up her body lightly until two large hands caged her head to the wall.

"Sirius..." She moaned breathily, letting her eyes slip shut at the feeling of his hot breath hitting the back of her neck. It was an intoxicating feeling. Sirius buried his nose in her hair, inhaling deeply before bringing his lips to her ear.

"You are perfect." He trailed open mouth kisses up her neck and Lyria arched her back at the feeling. She could feel Sirius smirk into her skin at her reaction, eyes still shut as his hand trailed over her hip once again before slipping down her front and running a finger through her wet folds. She jerked up as his fingertips brushed over her sensitive place, pressing her lips together to suppress a needy groan at his low chuckle, the sound going straight to her core and causing a pang of arousal to dance through her. 

Suddenly, he dipped slightly into her heat with his middle finger . He hummed in approval when she clenched around the tip of his digit, before slowly sliding the rest if his finger in. Lyria would have fell if it weren't for his arms holding her up. Sirius started to pump his finger, giving her throat a squeeze as he added another finger.

"You're so tight, my love, I don't know if I'll be able to fit my cock in again." He drawled as another lewd moan escaped her lips.

"Fuck!' She cried as his palm bumped against her clit with every thrust of his fingers. Her knees buckled and only his hand on her throat held her up. A third finger was added and she felt like she was going to explode.

"You like that?" He curled his fingers up experimentally and grinned at the little yelp of pleasure it dragged from her. Her walls clenched around him and he used his grip on her neck to turn her face to him.

"Come on my fingers." He ordered and she screamed as he sent her over the edge. Sirius crashed his lips to hers, swallowing the sound as she rode the waves of pleasure. Lyria's chest rose and fell as she caught her breath. Sirius lifted his fingers and sucked on them, without breaking eye contact. The gesture was so obscene that it should not have turned her on so much.

"You taste delicious." He purred and she blushed a crimson red. His eyes lit up with a wicked delight at the sight.

Knife (Knife kink mentioned and slight degrading, do not read if it might trigger you)

That's when his hand brushed against the silver blade strapped to her upper thigh, and he instinctively pulled away.

"I always like to be prepared. We are in a war, you know." She shrugged, worried that she may have scared him off. But a wide grin swept across Sirius's face, his lips hovering above hers once again as he unsheathed the knife from the leather strap.

"You have no idea how hot that is." He mumbled against her lips, giving her a quick kiss before pulling back from her and sitting back on his haunches. He twirled the knife skillfully in his hand, smirking as she followed the movement. He flipped it until the tip rested at her heart. Her breath caught, eyes drifting forwards towards the silver dagger before a smirk of her own spread across her lips.

"Kinky." Her smirk disappeared as the Sirius flipped the blade again, this time holding it against her hip, under the waistband of her pants. He brought his lips to her ear, breath hot.

"And you love it." He nibbled at her earlobe and she laughed, the sound finding his cock and making it throb.

"Well I'm not arguing." She whispered back, enticing a small growl from Sirius as he nipped her neck. She gasped as the blade tugged up harshly and snapped the band of her pants, the fabric falling from around her as he repeated the same action on the other side.

"Hands and knees. Now." Lyria jerked forward onto her forearms as Sirius slid into her in one deep thrust. The initial pain brought tears to her eyes, he was so big it stung.

"Fuck. Your tight little pussy just sucks me right in. Such a fucking slut for me." He grunted and the words sent spikes of pleasure through her, banishing the pain. He pulled his hips back and them snapped them into hers roughly. She cried out as he tangled a fist in her hair, pulling her back against his chest as he thrust vigorously into her. 

Sirius brought his hand to her neck, still holding the knife. The blade pressed slightly into her skin. Part of her felt panicked at the feeling of having a blade to her throat, but the other loved it. She moaned loudly as every time she jolted forward, the knife scratched and scrapped her skin ever so lightly. Sirius kept it from tearing into her throat with sheer control, but drops of blood were trickling down her neck and over her collarbone.

"You feel so good." He moaned in her ear, the words causing her walls to clench around his cock. Lyria reached down and rubbed small circles against her bundle of nerves as his cock slammed into her. She cried his name as she came, walls convulsing around him wilding, her orgasm triggering his. He dropped the knife and fell onto the bed beside her.

"Are you OK?" He asked quickly scanning her neck. He grabbed his wand and muttered a quick healing spell. She sighed as the broken skin healed.

"I love you." She whispered as her eyes closed. Her head rested against his chest as she nuzzled against him, completely missing the way his gaze lingered on her face or the way his hand swept through her hair and his lips pressed to her forehead because sleep had already pulled her under its lulling spell.

"I love you too."

Spit (Not really smut but I liked the idea)

"Open your mouth." Her stomach clenched at the pure dominance in his words. She let her mouth hang open, eyes locked on his as he wrapped his long fingers around her throat. Fingers that had been inside her, moments earlier. He spat in her mouth, watching with a smirk as it trickled down her tongue and hit the back of her throat.

"You know what to do." The words made her shiver and without closing her mouth, she pressed the tongue to the roof of her mouth and swallowed. Sirius groaned, low and drawn out as he felt her throat bob beneath his hand, the skin pulsing as she swallowed his saliva.

"Good girl."