𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩 || 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐬

𝟎.𝟓 - 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬

"Fuck me" echoed throughout the cabin waking Diana.

Sitting up slowly, she turned her sleepy eyes towards the small alarm clock set on Remus's nightstand, showing 3:14. In a daze she peels herself from her toasty warm sheets, to find the reason she is awake so fucking early.

Stumbling over her damp bikini, she notices a ray of light coming from the bathroom. The oak door was cracked slightly giving her the ability to peek inside without alerting the thing that was making all the obnoxious ruckus. She steadily brought her face close to the opening.

Flinching when a loud moan came from the other side of the door, looking closely in the mirror from her spot, she noticed something she would never be able to forget.

Sirius Black with one hand on the wall in front of him and the other wrapped around his hard cock. His white shirt was pulled up, tucked in between his teeth and his briefs pulled down a touch. He had his eyes screwed shut in what only could be pleasure as his right hand sped up and his breaths getting more rapid. Diana was stunned, her feet glued to the wooden floors, eyes wide, and cheeks bright red.

She couldn't look away; the events unfolding in front of her was something she'd only ever imagined the times she was alone, participating in the same sort of thing Sirius was currently indulging in. She watched as the moans and whimpers poured from his lips, she was able to stay quiet to ensure she wouldn't be caught knowing she'd never be able to live it down.

However, it became difficult when she heard her name roll off his tongue.

"Oh fuck Diana" he spoke, his cock clearly throbbing at the mention of her name. Her jaw dropped, her pussy now soaking her panties. To her dismay, she let out a weak whimper causing Sirius to whip his head toward her. Diana was frozen, stuck in her place as he pulled his briefs up and walked towards the door pulling it open.

"May I help you?" he remarks leaning against the wooden door frame with a devilish smirk.

Diana was now a deer in headlights.

"...What no, I-I just need to use the bathroom," she said, now gaining the confidence to push past him, though it died almost as fast as it had come to life. His hands were now touching her waist and pulling her close so her eyes were now meeting his eyes.

"Hurry, then," He remarked, his voice a low whisper, his grip on her losing. His eyes quickly darted to her lips lingering for a moment before locking eyes again. At this moment Diana knew if she pulled away he'd let her go and leave her be, but she also knew if she didn't this night might turn out very differently. As she began to contemplate which choice she truly wanted, his right hand moved up brushing the hair that had now fallen in front of her face behind her ear, his hand lingering on her jaw and down to her lips. His thumb glided against her bottom lip, pulling it down slightly allowing it to bounce back up as he let go of her.

And with that, her choice was made. Grabbing a handful of his shirt she pulled him in smashing her lips onto his. He was startled for a second, his lips frozen in place but swiftly recovered, kissing her back with just as much passion. He

began guiding Diana's body past the entrance of the washroom, leaning her against the counter and closing the door with his foot in the process, not wanting this moment to be ruined by the others asleep just on the other side.

"Is this okay?" Diana asked during a break in the kiss, then realized Sirius had not actually verbally consented to this current makeout session. "Fuck yeah Di" he responded absolutely breathlessly, his hands now tangled in her thick hair tugging slightly causing a small whine to leak from her lips.