Art Deco

oxytocin; prologue

pairing- dark!sirius black x virgin!reader
warning(s)- 18+ content, dark themes, religious imagery.
a/n- something i wrote???

sirius looked at your fiddling with your white shirt, your golden cross shining under the soft beams of the sun. you shot your sister a shy smile, tucking the holy bible under your arm. tucking loose strands of your hair behind your ear, you spoke, your voice a sweet melody, a shy whisper,

'hey, I'd like those.' sirius blinked slowly, as tucked his watch into his pocket, as he handed you a bunch of four white roses. he watched you inhale the smell, sighing dreamily, your hands clasped with your sister's. you grin as she hands him the expense of flowers, his eyes never leaving the curve of your lips, your hips covered with the white skirt.

'thank you' you voiced, softly, your eyes shining under the rays of the sun. sirius looked at your shy grin, loose strands of hair flowing in the light breeze, your dainty earrings shimmering softly. you were dressed in all white, even your sandals, the only dark thing near your body was the bible. he eyed the bible curiously before your turned around to walk away slowly, chatting with your sister. a white rose was tucked into your hair while you were walking with her, a shy smile visible from the corner of your mouth.

white. that's what you wore. denoting purity, innocence, simplicity, untainted, virginity. sirius heard the quiet tick of his watch, underneath his pants.

oh he knew his next move.