Chapter 22 - First Hunt, Taboo Romance, & Heart Attack VI

But to his amusement, she didn't stop and took more potion to spread on his abs. She stared at his body like it was a treasure, her breath slowly becoming audible.

That's it. Sirius decided to stop pretending he didn't want her like she wanted him. Her interest in him was clear, only stopped by a few doubts.

"Pandora," he took her name softly and moved one hand to her thin waist, the other holding the back of her hand that was on his chest. He pushed her towards the wall beside the workbench. "Your eyes are… too charming."

Pandora looked at him, revealing her desire for what he was doing. She didn't resist at all this time and allowed him to easily press her against the wall. There was some nervousness, however, feeling her throat going dry.

He noticed her gulps and rounded his arm around her waist before pulling her into his body, pressing her against the wall, and claiming her mouth with his own. He plunged in with his tongue right away, her replies as sensual as his.

No more dry lips or throat. Pandora locked her arms around Sirius's neck while raising her toes to reach his mouth better. She let the wild man plunder her mouth, loving every bit of it. His scent aroused her to tightness, to dampness.

"I'll take care of that, love." Sirius noticed her short stature coming in the way of enjoying the kiss. So he gripped both her round, shapely supple asscheeks and lifted her, sitting her on top of her workbench. Her feet dangling around Sirius, her face now on the same level as his.

She felt sweet in her hot mouth, her tongue smooth and gentle against his rough pushes and tugs. Sirius combed his fingers through her dirty blond hair, making a mess out of it. The other hand gently felt her lean waist with occasional rough squeezes.

But not long after, he focused down, leaving her hair and waist, and caressed both his palms on her legs. Pulling up the hem of her dress, he ravished the milky softness of her flesh. He couldn't look, but just from the velvet warmth, he knew she was pristine, aristocratic beauty with her own unique wild charms.

The more his fingers squeezed upwards towards the junction of her legs, the more she breathed out into Sirius' mouth. From her side, the smooches turned so hot and wet, she licked all over his lips, chin, and his neck. As if letting out her suppressed heat in one go. It was her turn to make a mess out of his hair now.

However, Sirius had something else planned. His fingers finally reached the band of her panties, and without waiting, he curved his finger in, pulling them down smoothly. She aided too, raising her hips a little to let him.

Sirius pulled her white panties all the way down and off of her dangling feet. He couldn't see it, but just as he threw them away, he felt a faint wetness in them. A great sign to which he reacted right away.

"Ah!" Pandora moaned.

Sirius claimed her womanhood with his right hand, feeling the sensation of her well-prepared wetness. Smooth, she was clean and shaved. He couldn't see it, but knowing her stature, he knew she was tight.

His palm spread on her pelvis, his thumb easily found the little bud of love, her clitoris hot and steaming against his touch. She squirmed, moaning into Sirius' mouth. But not for long, as he left her mouth and trailed his tongue down her neck.

Her voice was fragile and sweet, and Sirius felt the hunger to hear more of it. So he stepped away and looked down. How beautiful she was there, her legs perfectly sculptured pieces. When he raised her dress to her waist, the sight of her pale, skin-colored slit pulled him in.

"Let's have a taste of you, shall we?" He said and roughly lifted her legs from under her knees. He made her relax back and let her ass rise, her beautiful, wet petals showcased for him.

Sirius knelt, staying upright on his knees. He placed her scorching thighs around his ears and dug into her nest with his tongue, one hand still stimulating her clit.

"Oh… D-Don't do that!" She wriggled and moaned, trying to push Sirius' mouth away out of embarrassment.

But Sirius ignored her lovely cries and speared her tight lower lips with his tongue. It left him in shock and a hunger for more. How could a woman taste so sweet down there? Pandora was literally sweet.

What sort of experiment did she do on herself? Sirius wondered and ate her pussy like the most delicious watery fruit out there. Her slimy juices coated his nose, his cheeks wet, but the moist sounds from his tongue never stopped.

"Aaaah!" Pandora fell back entirely on the workbench, on her own pushing all the stuff there to the side to make some space. Her legs clamped Sirius's face too, keeping him locked in.

He didn't resist her thirst either, enjoying the sounds of this wonderful woman echo in pleasure. His own manhood throbbing in aches, for the first time, he didn't feel like stopping and shoving himself in her warmth.

Sirius looked up from his place and noticed how red Pandora's skin had become. The rush of blood all over her skin with the arousal had turned her into a heated furnace of desire.

Knowing Xenophilius' reputation, I can imagine why she's loving this so much. Sirius thought and aided the woman to her climax. The slick, wet heat of her didn't disgust him in any way. How could it, when the partner was this beautiful and sweet sounding?

"Mmmm… yes, I'm going to come, Sirius… I'm sorry!" Pandora apologized before her hips started to writhe, her flat belly shuddering. Her lithe, short body throbbed with the increased thrusts of Sirius' tongue, rubbing on her tight clit.

"Aaaaanh~"

In no time, she let out a melodically long moan and erupted with an explosive release. Not just a smooth orgasm but an overwhelming climax with spasms. She came so much that she never thought it was humanly possible.

In rhythmic convulsions and wild abandonment, she moaned with scattered breaths, her body heating up and sweating under that thin dress. It lasted longer than she had ever gotten herself to come before.

It was a lot.

"T-That was the best… Ah, release… Ever…" She wearily muttered and raised her head to look down. "Oh!"

Panic took over her face when she noticed Sirius still locked between her legs. "I'm so sorr—"

"Shh…" Sirius pulled his face back, drenched so badly that even some of his hair had gone wet. But a bright smile remained plastered on his face. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you taste like fresh cherries with the scent of roses."

She even looked like a rose by how flushed her skin had gotten. But it wasn't enough, and Sirius knew this was going to be a very long session.

Am I into blondes? He seriously wondered since this was the third blonde he fucked, and second he was enjoying it so much. The first one being Narcissa, and now Pandora.

Zip!

Sirius took off his black jeans and threw them away. Without allowing Pandora to get up, he spread her dangling legs wide and eased himself between them. His throbbing, swollen member seemingly found the way on its own and landed on top of her sweltering, drenched tightness.

He didn't spear in like a savage and only spread her soft folds with his bulbous cockhead first to let her know how big and thick this was going to be.

"I'll start gently," he assured her, noticing concern in her eyes. Heck, she looked like a perfect doll, and he didn't feel like breaking her, simply playing with her for as long as he could.

Pandora gulped and nodded, "I… I'll be fine, Sirius."

So, Sirius pushed three inches in. The tightness was out of the world as if her insides had never been explored. It felt new. Her clenches in pain and arousal, in turn, made him harder. He looked at her face, eyes clenched tight and lips pressed together.

This is new. Sirius felt a strange sense of guilt in his heart. I feel bad for hurting her.

But there was no other way but further in. He leaned down on her tight body, pushing his cock further in the heat. His hands caressed her face, and his lips met with hers.

"Ummm… Ah!" She cried when Sirius finally reached the deepest part of her, his cock resting to the hilt, his balls caressing her ass below. She hugged his neck so tight that his shaft pushed in even more, leaving no more room.

Sirius loved it and slowly began pulling. "I'll move now."

"I love it!" Pandora suddenly declared, albeit her face telling a different story. "So full… it feels so hot inside."

What a strange yet lovable woman. Sirius didn't pull all the way out as she was already moaning. I'm only starting.

He thrust in gently again and pulled back further this time. Slowly, he made love to her, churning her inside and making her core accustomed to his size. His leaning body already covered her entire form underneath him. Her hips were shapely and soft, but not wide enough for a quick, rough plowing.

She wasn't as tall as Narcissa nor as curvy and fleshy as Bellatrix. She wasn't as wild and crazy as Lily, nor as bold as Rita. Pandora's charm was in her innocence, her beauty, and her surprising personality.

"Oh, oh, oooh… Sirius… You're burning me…" She had a way with words that surprised him. "More… I love it! Yes, please more, ah!"

Sirius smiled ear to ear and picked up the pace. Each pump of his cock went all the way to his pelvis. Each push shoved Pandora's body towards the wall, her head almost hitting it at times. His thrusts slowly turned into more lustful shoves as if his pent-up rage had begun to come out.

"Mngh! Oh, baby… yes… Morgana-ah!"

Sirius stopped kissing her and leaned back, his hips consistently moving and earning her cries. But after his battle last night, he still felt a bit tired. So, he grabbed her waist and lifted her up, pulling her body onto him.

Pandora locked her legs around his waist on her own and let him take her where he wanted since the thick girth inside her core didn't leave much room for spare thoughts. Even more, she now panted into his ears, earning even more savage plowing from his spear.

But at last, Sirius let himself fall back onto the bed, leaving Pandora on top of himself, his cock resting deep inside, throbbing and reacting to her soaking depths that aimed to clench the life out of him. So tight that it became hard to control his release.

"I'm tired, Pandora," he said.

"Don't worry." She stopped resting on his chest and sat back, taking all of his length in. She sipped in cold breaths at times since it still felt a little too much for her own size, but she loved every bit of it. "I'll take care of that, love."

She's one amazing woman. Sirius chuckled, noting she used his own line on him.

But what he didn't expect was for their little mingling to turn hotter by a notch. Pandora grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up, taking it off completely before throwing it away. Following that, she unclasped her white bra and threw it away too.

Now, as naked as Sirius, she started riding him slowly. At first, she only moved her hips back and forth, getting used to the motion.

Meanwhile, Sirius lay there in awe of her naked beauty. Her pussy was already a heaven in its own right, but her thin waist, the spotless warm skin, and her small but taught and round globes looked delicious. The very pale pinkish, skin-colored nipples were like decorations, matching the rest of her body perfectly.

"Pandora… I won't be able to ho-oh-hold!" Sirius lost his words midway as she started jumping on his cock, letting her breasts rock and her hair jump around in a mess. She used her legs well, raising herself and falling back down with a clap.

Flesh against flesh, skin against skin. Pandora felt another of her heated climaxes approaching, and for that, she wanted to feel this man inside her more, on her skin, in her mouth. So she once again fell forward on his chest.

"Ah… baby!" She found a new heaven when Sirius' arms hugged her waist tightly, squeezing her breast on his chest. Her entire body was engulfed in the shared warmth of their skin, and soon she felt his tongue fucking her mouth as harshly as his hips began to move.

Wet, pumping thrusts squelched out her juices like she was a tap. His iron-hard shaft left no room for more inside her pussy, exploring and plundering every depth, every corner, every fold of flesh inside her squeezing depths.

"Gaaah!" Sirius groaned at last and fucked her harder, almost throwing her hips in the air with his mindless moves. Sore in his body, sore in his cock; he felt his balls twitch and the ropes of warm cream jet out like a water hose.

One after another, deep pumps inside squeezed in the white seed everywhere.

"So burning h-oh-hot! Yes, mmmm!" Pandora came on his cock like a shower at the same time. Sirius's tight grip on her blonde hair at the back made her feel a dangerous sensation she never knew could arouse her.

His palm gripped her ass so hard that it hurt her, pulled her even deeper onto his length. She felt it all, the throbs of his girth pumping out the warm coating of his release and mixing in with her love nectar.

Even stopping took their everything as Sirius kept on plowing her to soreness until she laid on his chest with no movement and only rough pants. This was an experience like never before, a fucking she knew she wouldn't forget.

"Mm…" She kissed Sirius' lips again, "You made me realize… It can be so… exciting."

Sirius grinned and kissed her back, fondling all over her rear and then turning around to pin her down underneath himself, surrounding her entire body with his own. He caressed her pale face, then looked down and licked her tight nipples.

"Umph…" Pandora squirmed and pulled his head on her breast to rest. His lower body lay between her spread thighs, his cock now flaccid but still could be felt. "Let's never meet again."

Sirius looked up quickly, his plans of making love to this woman thousands of more times now seemingly a sinking ship. There was still so much to do to her, after all. But he was no brute.

"May I ask why?"

"I won't be able to control myself… not after this… taboo." Pandora sighed and shut her eyes while caressing Sirius' wavy dark hair on her breasts. "I-I don't want to betray my family."

"Does he do it like I do?"

"Never," she confessed, "But we're planning our future together. To have a child so—Ah, why am I even telling you all this? We just met a few hours ago."

She's troubled, not wanting me to go and also to never see me again. Sirius saw it and sat back up, and then got off the bed. If that's her choice, I can respect it.

"True, we may have met a few hours ago. But what I felt, the warmth I experienced against your skin, inside you, and all over you. I'll remember it for a lifetime." Sirius confessed since he rarely felt like this for women. "We're no longer strangers, Pandora. Let's keep the distance, but let's not go back to being strangers again."

Pandora smiled and pulled the blanket to cover her naked self, finally feeling a bit of shame returning. "I'd like that."

Sirius donned his clothes, fixed his shirt, and wore the jacket before tucking the wand in. "If you ever need me, just send me an owl. I consider you important now. Never forget that."

"Ah, those books you mentioned!"

"Hah, I remember. I'll send them right away." He chuckled and walked over to her, leaning down over the bed towards her face.

Pandora smiled brightly, looking so charming that Sirius almost felt his heart skip a beat. The next moment, she grabbed his face with both her palms and left a soft kiss on his lips for the last time.

"Good luck in your battles," she whispered and pushed him away. "If you ever need help experimenting on something. You know who to contact."

Sirius sighed, feeling like he was losing someone really interesting and likable. How come I never heard about her before?

"Goodbye, Pandora." Sirius turned around and left after that, not daring to look back. Afraid he might just jump on that bed once again and take her.

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Sirius didn't return home after the eventful morning at the Lovegood house. No, he used apparition to arrive at one of his personal safehouses, and then from there, he used an illegal Portkey to jump across continents.

In the end, he arrived in the desolate mountains of Tibet, a place he felt was a second home now. Very much aware of the rocky peaks, he entered a hidden cavern and passed by the traps with a breeze, some he had placed on his own while others ancient.

After crossing the entire course, he arrived at twin metal doors, massive in size and engraved with Tibetan Buddhist inscriptions. What they meant was still unknown, as Sirius was in the middle of translating them.

But what mattered most for now was what lies within. So he used his blood to open the gates and enter the vast opening. It was pitch dark, but once his feet reached the middle of the opening, magical orbs of light illuminated the entire place from wall to wall.

"My immortality," Sirius muttered. All the walls of the huge cavern were filled with wooden shelves on which rested glass jars. Most of them were empty, but many had throbbing hearts inside them. "As long as you don't run out, Sirius Black shall be immortal."

He walked over and placed the hearts of Rebastan Lestrange and the others that he had harvested in the jars. As soon as the jars were in place, they shined in a green light for a split second, as did Sirius' entire body.

"That last replacement heart was defected." He remembered the issue he had to face that led to stabbing himself. "But if not for it, I wouldn't have met Pandora."

Annoyed but satisfied in the end, Sirius closed the gates and used a different Portkey route to return home—12 Grimmauld Place.

"Kreacher! Bring me eight fills of breakfast!" Sirius shouted as soon as he entered his home.

Pop!

"Master, your mudblood friend came to find you." Kreacher appeared out of thin air, his voice as if always cursing.

Sirius raised his hand to threaten a slap, "What did you just say? Come again with that word, and I'll make your ancestors spit on your existence."

Kreacher lowered his head in shame, finding it hard to battle the decades of indoctrination he had received from Walburga. "M-Muggleborn friend, Master. She left this for you."

However, Sirius didn't hit the house-elf and let him go after taking the folded envelope. "Go and bring me as much breakfast as you can."

After that, he went to the home office that once belonged to his father. Now empty, without any Black ancestor's portrait, he calmly sat down. He smiled fondly, seeing Lily's name on it, and tore it open.

Pop!

"Master, breakfast is ready." Kreacher was fast and brought in a big tray full of food right away.

But Sirius' mood had turned sour by then. He thought he had accepted that it was going to happen eventually, but now that it was happening, he hated it.

Why am I so selfish? He cursed himself, reading the letter again. Lily and James' wedding… in a week.

"Master?"

"Not hungry anymore, Kreacher. Feed it to homeless muggles," he barked. "I need to go and buy a wedding gift."

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