WARNING

Slight mature content ahead, and more detail than usual. Please skip this chapter if such content makes you uncomfortable.

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After a few other drinks which were now served by another bartender, Sirius and Jenna decided to get back home, seeing as it had gotten pretty late and it was way past midnight. Jenna's grin was still dangling on her lips even after they paid the cashier with the Muggle money that she had in her wallet, and left the pub.

    "I still can't believe they made us pay for the hot wings," said Sirius, shaking his head. "They said it was on the house!"

    "Yeah, but that was for when the bartender thought she could actually win you over," said Jenna, her grin never fading away. "That would've taught her..."

    "Yeah, but I would like to take credit for some of that," said Sirius as they were walking through the village and toward the Potter Manor.

     "What? Why?" Jenna turned to face him sideways as they walked on.

     "I invented that move! You copied me!" Sirius retorted, making her laugh.

     "I don't know what you're talking about." Jenna shrugged and looked away from him, trying to sound as oblivious as possible.

    "Back at Hogwarts? Sixth year? James had forced us to spend our Valentines date with the group, so he could spend time with Lily," Sirius explained gloomily. "I did the exact thing that you did back there, to get revenge and make him as uncomfortable as possible."

     "Trust me, I didn't do it to make the bartender uncomfortable," said Jenna as she stopped walking, looking back at Sirius with a teasing smile. It seemed as though the few glasses of whiskey she had, had made her even more confident than before. "I was just trying to prove who you really belonged to."

     Sirius gave her a look, though secretly he was loving the way she was speaking to him at the moment.

    "Need I remind you, Jenny, that I'm a man of my own and I don't belong to anyone?" he said in mocking manner, though kept his face stern. "It's called feminism, for your more information."

    "Oh, yeah?" Jenna's grin widened, and so she walked closer to him and once again pulled at his coat's collar to get his face closer to hers, just to kiss him again.

    But this time, the kiss wasn't a passionate one. It was rough like never before, as her hands then traveled up through his black hair, deepening the kiss more and more by each second.

    Although the moment ended sooner than Sirius had hoped it would when Jenna finally pulled away, leaving him longing for more. She kept looking up into his grey eyes, as though enchanting him and his soul.

    Still out of breath, he then leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers, whispering, "Keep kissing me like that, and I'll be yours forever."

    Her grin widening, Jenna moved slightly closer to him, moving her face so near to him that their lips were almost touching. Sirius closed his eyes, waiting for the feeling of her lips against his, waiting for her to kiss him again, but it never came.

    Opening his eyes, he saw that Jenna had now taken a step away from him, smirking as she stood before him.

    "All in good time," she whispered in a soft yet teasing voice, and then with one last wink at his direction, she turned around and kept on walking.

    Sirius groaned to himself as he watched her walk away, still fixed on his spot. It was growing harder and harder to control himself from taking a hold of her right there and then, and to kiss her again, more passionately than before. But he let out a shaky breath and decided to let the thought go for the time being, and just follow her away.

    As they walked their way toward the Potter Manor, Jenna could feel Sirius's eyes on her every once in a while as they strolled down the alleyway. She then saw from the corner of her eyes that Sirius shook his head at her and decided not to say anything else on the matter, though he kept mumbling to himself grumpily.

     As they finally walked into Jenna's old childhood house, they found the place completely in the dark. So Sirius took out his wand and with a small wave of it, the many candles on top the hall's chandeliers lightened up, brightening the whole house. Afterward, they both walked up the stairs in silence and entered Jenna's old bedroom.

    "So now that we're here... care to explain what that was all about?" Sirius asked, folding his arms.

    "What do you mean?" said Jenna obliviously, avoiding his eyes as she placed her jacked down on the bed.

    "I'm talking about the thing you did back in the pub! And the thing you did after we left the pub!"

     "What thing?"

     "Drop the act, Jenna!" Sirius retorted, looking extremely flustered ever since their kiss and Jenna's new sexy yet frustrating behavior.

     "I really don't know what you're talking about." She shrugged casually.

     "Oh? Do you need a little refreshment?" Sirius said stubbornly.

    "Sure, why not..." Jenna said with a little mischievous smile tucked at the edge of her lips, and then started walking toward him in dangerously slow steps.

    "Well, for one, you started drinking like crazy, and we both know how you get when you get drunk!" Sirius said by the time Jenna finally reached him.

    "And...?" She raised a brow at him.

    "And the weird thing you did with the kiss and — and —" Sirius was saying, but he stopped in mid-sentence when he noticed that Jenna was now reaching out for his belt, slowly undoing it.

    "And what?" Jenna whispered, biting her lower lip once more as she looked up at him through her lashes.

     "And — um — and you..." Sirius stuttered, looking down at her with his grey eyes as his heart started beating ever faster than before.

    Jenna only smirked, and then placed her hands at either side of his face, crashing her lips against his roughly. Sirius felt the breath get knocked out of his chest and his eyes widened. The next moment he melted into the kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her body closer to his.

    Although before he could deepen the kiss any more, Jenna suddenly pulled away to his great dismal, and took a step away from him. Then, with her eyes still connected with his, she grabbed the hem of her top and pulled it off, throwing it to the floor before stripping out of her trousers.

    Before Sirius could react, she walked toward him and went on tiptoes, connecting their lips once more. Without breaking the kiss, she placed her hands flat against chest, backing him away toward the edge of the bed until they both fell down on the mattress, with Jenna still laying on top of him.

     As their lips moved in sync, she reached down and started to unbutton his shirt, before trailing her kisses down his sharp jawline and then against his neck, making him growl.

    Sirius reached up his hands, traveling them down her bare back and caressing her skin gently. Although when she felt his hands going further down, Jenna briskly broke away from the kiss as she sat up on his lap, and in a quick motion grabbed ahold of his wrists, pinning them down against the mattress with difficulty with a sense of authority.

     With a satisfied grin on her face and her hands still holding down his, she leaned in and whispered in his ears, "No touching."

    Sirius gritted his teeth together as he stared up at her through lustful eyes, his chest heaving up and down as he tried to control his breathing, but his fast-beating heart was uncontrollable, and so was his growing desire for her, specifically after she sat down against on his lap, still in her black underwear.

    "What do you think you're doing, Kitten?" Sirius growled, gazing up at her with a little smirk.

    "Being on top, where I belong," she said seductively, the alcohol in her system giving her more courage to go on.

     "You do know that I can easily take you and pin you down with no difficulty, right?" Sirius said rather smugly.

    "Maybe." Jenna shrugged, her grin never fading. "But you won't."

    "And what makes you say that?" Sirius muttered, his eyes roaming her body as she reached back and unhooked her bra, throwing it down by the bed.

    Jenna chuckled darkly, before leaning down once more to plant a kiss on his lips, whispering, "Because it's going to be way more fun. Believe me..."

With that, she kept kissing down his chest so softly that it felt like torture, but never giving him the satisfaction. She wanted to see how long it would take to break him, getting him so flustered and frustrated that he would lose it and take control.

    After minutes, Sirius ran a hand through her hair desperately, holding back a groan. But Jenna pushed his hand away as she got up once again, grinding her hips painfully slow on his lap, driving him mad as he closed his eyes shut, breathing fast.

Not able to control himself anymore, Sirius suddenly sat up and grabbed onto her, rolling them over in a quick motion so now he was on top.

    That didn't take too long, Jenna grinned to herself triumphantly, satisfied to know that she still had this much power over him that he would lose it when it came to her.

    She had expected him to take over and give an end to it fast, but she became confused when he only hovered above her body, his arms on either side of her on the mattress. As it seemed, Sirius wasn't going to act according to her plan. He had other things in mind.

"What are you doing?" Jenna muttered, staring up into his eyes which had turned darker with lust.

"I think you've had enough fun," Sirius said with authority, before leaning down to kiss her neck hungrily, trailing it down her collarbones and chest.

Jenna wanted to open her mouth and protest, but she only managed to a let out a gasp when she felt his fingertips running against her inner thigh, slowly traveling upward.

"You shouldn't have teased me like that, Kitten," he whispered darkly in her ear, his face so close to her that she could feel his hot breath against her neck.

A moan escaped her throat when his hand reached her lacy black underwear, though he kept it there, running his fingertips up and down, making her ache beyond words could explain.

    "Frustrating, isn't it?" he whispered, merely pushing his fingers over the lace, though still keeping her on edge, longing for more.

     She tried bucking her hips upward into his hand to create some friction, but she groaned again when he completely pulled away and withdrew his hand, instead pushing her hips down onto the mattress.

     "Now you see how it feels," he said with a little smirk, glancing down at her flushed face. Her hair had turned a dark shade of pink as she breathed heavily. He loved how helpless she was to his touch.

    With a satisfied smile on his face, Sirius moved his face closer to her in order to place a kiss at the edge of her lips. "Just say the word, Jenny..."

     Jenna looked deep into his eyes, writhing beneath him and still feeling out of breath.

     "I want you..." she finally whispered, not sure if she could take it anymore.

     His grin widening at the mention of those words, Sirius leaned down and pressed his lips against her, closing the remaining space between them. Although he was far from done, planning on teasing her further and further to the point that she would beg him to stop.