WARNING
Slightly more detail than usual. Please skip this chapter if such content makes you uncomfortable.
It's not full smut, because I've never wrote such thing before, but I guess this is progress. And who knows? Maybe one day we'll get a full Jirius smut in the future! *winks*
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The moment Jenna felt her feet hit the ground again, she opened her eyes, only to find herself standing before the Potter Manor, in the enormous yard. The darkness that covered the grounds that night reminded Jenna of memories she wished she could forget forever. But trying to remind herself that Sirius was awaiting her inside right now, she finally managed to cheer up a little.
Jenna was just about to walk into the house that she jumped with a yelp when she heard a loud noise behind her. Turning around in shock with her wand in her hand, she sighed in relief when she saw the Hippogriff which Sirius had escaped with now chained to a tree nearby, resting.
Shaking her head and letting out a breath, Jenna walked into the house after placing her wand back in her pocket. The inside of the home was lightened up and it looked cleaner than the last time Jenna had been here, almost a year ago.
"Sirius?" Jenna called out, walking through the hall.
Moments later, a smile crept through her face as Sirius walked into the hall from upstairs, his face lightening up at her sight. He stood there, frozen on the spot for long seconds as he grinned.
"Jenny!" He then moved forward, quickly bringing her into a tight hug. "You're here!"
"No, I'm still on the way," Jenna said sarcastically, rolling her eyes playfully.
Sirius pulled away, giving her a look.
"What?" She shrugged, grinning. "Look, I haven't been able to talk to anyone properly for months! The amount of sass and sarcasm that's trying to burst out of me right now is insane!"
Sirius laughed, taking a step back from her and placing his hands in his pockets, looking down at her admirably. He looked so different than when Jenna had seen him only last week, as if he were a completely different person.
He had changed out of his dirty clothes, now wearing a bottomed-up white shirt with his sleeves rolled up, and having black pants on. His hair looked as elegant as it had always been when he was younger, and he had slightly shaved his messy beard, though had left a little of it unshaved, which Jenna found extremely attractive.
His teeth were back to white which made him even more handsome when he smiled, and Jenna assumed that he had used her father's old beauty potions again from their bathroom's drawer. Sirius was still thin, though he was no longer as boney as he had been throughout the last year, and his smell was driving her crazy, even though she was trying hard not to show it.
"You don't look too bad," said Jenna, grinning. "And where did you get those clothes?"
"Well, when you sent Mickey here, I gave him my Gringotts' key so he could get some money out of my vault to buy some clothes and food from Diagon Alley," Sirius explained with glee. "I don't know what you ordered him; he's been cooking non-stop ever since he got here, and I had to eat them all!"
Jenna laughed. "So where is he, anyway?"
The words had barely left her mouth that with a loud crack, Mickey appeared before them out of thin air, bowing down his head.
"Mickey is at your service, my Lady," said the old house elf, his long nose nearly touching the floor.
"I can't thank you enough, Mickey," Jenna said softly, offering him a kind smile. "You've been a great help."
Mickey looked extremely happy at those words and his eyes twinkled with excitement.
"Mickey is glad he could be of any help!" he squealed cheerfully. "But if my Mistress allows it, Mickey now must go back to Hogwarts. There's a lot of work to do there now that school is over for now."
"Oh, yes. Of course." Jenna nodded at him with a smile.
"Mickey will be back the moment Lady Jenna calls upon him." Mickey then bowed one last time before vanishing and disappearing out of sight.
Jenna let out a long sigh, turning to face Sirius again. "I think I'm gonna take a quick shower. God knows how long it's been."
"Yeah, all right." Sirius gave a small nod. "I'll set the dinner table when you come back down. There's a lot of leftover food from what Mickey's been cooking."
"Okay." Jenna winked at him, going upstairs and into her old room.
After she came out of the shower with the white towel wrapped around her soaked body, Jenna went toward her wardrobe to pick something to wear. But thinking against it the last second, she put the dress back in the closet, a mischievous grin now forming on her lips.
So with that, she just went back downstairs only in her towel, deciding to tease Sirius a little.
"Hey, Jenny," Sirius called out from the kitchen when he heard her footsteps coming downstairs and approaching, "where do you keep the glasses?"
"In the cupboard up there," said Jenna, walking into the kitchen.
"Oh thanks, I —" Sirius was saying, but he suddenly forgot how to speak as he turned and saw Jenna, wearing nothing but the towel she had wrapped around her, the water dropping down her chest from her soaked brown hair.
"Here, I'll get it for you," Jenna said calmly, trying her best to suppress a smirk as she walked over to where Sirius was standing, frozen.
She then got on her tiptoes and opened the cupboard, taking two glasses out of it, the short towel going slightly upward in the process.
"There you go." Jenna sent him an innocent smile before placing the glasses down on the counter.
"Jenny, what do you think you're doing?" Sirius managed to get the words out with obvious effort as he stared at her.
"Getting the plates. What does it look like I'm doing?" Jenna shrugged, taking two plates out and carrying them toward the counter.
"Oh, you've got some nerve walking around like this... now that it's been a whole year since we've last been together," Sirius muttered, his grey eyes following her around.
"What are you talking about? We saw each other a week ago. Not a year ago," said Jenna, acting obliviously.
Sirius was now gritting his teeth together, the blackness in his eyes growing.
But the moment Jenna went for the drawer to pick out the forks, Sirius paced toward her briskly, and then in a quick motion he got a hold of her wrist, dragging her away and then slamming her against the wall in the kitchen.
"Are you trying to tease me, Jenny?" He spoke in low and deep voice, sending shivers down her spine.
But Jenna tried to contain herself and not to give in just yet, even though she felt as if she were melting because of the way he had her imprisoned between his arms, his hands pressed against the wall on either of her sides.
"I certainly don't know what you're talking about," Jenna said flatly, looking up at him through her lashes.
"Don't play games with me, Kitten," Sirius whispered dangerously, dragging his lips up toward her ear, barely touching it. "You know I always win."
Jenna held herself back from letting a groan of desperation leave her throat, and instead she looked him straight in the eyes, saying with a grin, "But you're currently failing at my game. You can hardly hold yourself back anymore."
"One more word, Jenny," Sirius growled warningly, "and I swear I'll rip this towel off you and end this game of yours right here, right now."
Jenna's heart sank in her chest at those words. It was impossible to tell who was growing more frustrated, and it was becoming harder and harder for both of them to hold themselves back from crashing their lips against one another's.
But then Jenna's eyes widened and her whole body froze when Sirius lowered one of his arms and the next moment, she felt the tip of his fingers brushing through her inner thigh, under the towel.
Jenna looked back into his eyes that had now almost turned completely black with lust, her knees growing weaker and weaker as her lips started to tremble slightly.
"What is it, Jenny?" Sirius whispered, placing a soft kiss on her neck as his fingers traced circles against her bare skin. "Cat got your tongue?"
"I — I —" She tried to speak, but couldn't get the words out as she stared back into his dangerous eyes.
"Now who's winning?" Sirius smirked, his fingers slowly traveling upward.
"Not you," Jenna finally managed to form the words, speaking firmly. "Didn't you just say you would end this game right here, right now? Then why are you hesitating?"
At those words, Sirius withdrew his fingers to her most dismay and took a step back away from her, his eyes fixed on her challenging face.
Jenna grinned to herself triumphantly. "That's what I thought."
She then stepped away from the wall and was just about to leave the kitchen that she let out a loud gasp from surprise when Sirius suddenly picked her up from behind and carried her back bridal style, letting her down on the kitchen table.
"Sirius —!" Jenna was trying to say in shock, but her eyes widened even more when Sirius slammed his lips against hers, silencing her.
Her breathing had become rapid as she was now seated on the table with Sirius between her legs, her heartbeat picking up speed like never before. But another gasp left her mouth when Sirius pulled away only long enough to drag the towel away from her body, dropping it on the kitchen floor before connecting their lips again.
With his hands now spreading her legs apart, he traced his kisses down her jawline and then trailed his lips down her neck teasingly.
Jenna raised her hands, trying to unbutton his shirt. But she hadn't gotten to the second one that Sirius suddenly pushed her down until her bare back hit the cold wood of the table.
He then grabbed her wrists harshly, dragging her hands above her head and pinning them to the table.
"Now be a good girl and keep them there," he snarled in her ear, making her stomach lurch.
But the moment she opened her mouth to get the chance to complain and protest, a moan escaped her lips when his hand reached up to her at the same time as his lips found her collarbones, trailing his kisses downward.
"S-Sirius..." she whimpered weakly, her whole body trembling.
"No, no," he said darkly, pulling slightly away as he hovered above her, "you're not allowed to make a single sound tonight, Kitten."