Sirius laughed at your face.
"A better party than the Marauder's party?" His mocking tone annoyed you.
"You have no idea." You replied with a wink.
"What are you two fighting over now?" Remus walked in, holding his girlfriend's hand.
"She says there are parties better than ours," Sirius said as if it was the funniest joke he had ever heard.
And that's how the rest of the Marauders, Lily and you were outside of one of your muggle's friend's house. The party was loud, even from the outside it was difficult to hear your own thoughts. People were in the front yard smoking, drinking, making out or ether puking. The smell of weed and alcohol was strong, really strong. Loud rock music blasted from every window and you opened the door with them following your steps. Sirius was starstruck, of course, their parties were wild and even got them in pretty big trouble, but he had never seen a muggle party like this, he thought they were really boring and was ready to laugh again at your pretty face. People greeted them as if they knew them from life and they followed you in a straight like as if you were a mama duck. One of your friends who hosted the party was in the kitchen and hugged you, excited to have you there and smiling at your friends.
"Hey!" His voice was loud and he had piercings all over him, his blond short hair was messy and the chains around his neck moved with every movement. "Glad you made it, she speaks nonstop about you all every summer.
"Don't be dumb." You smacked his shoulder playfully." So this is James, his girlfriend Lily, Peter, Remus and his girlfriend, and Sirius." While you named each and one of them, they waved at your friend.
"So you are the infamous Sirius Black," Your friend walked closer to Sirius, looking him up and down. "You are right doll, he's handsome." He looked back at you and gave you a playful wink. "Well, the booze is in the kitchen, if you want some other fun, she knows where to find me." Your friend pointed at you with a laugh before walking away.
"What does he mean by other fun?" James asked you frowning. You just laughed.
"Don't worry about it." Pouring some vodka into a red cup and mixing it with soda, you smiled.
The party was really something. Sirius found himself extremely amused and soon he was chugging down a shot down his throat with you on his side following his lead. The alcohol slid like water down your throats and soon everyone was a bit tipsy, even Lily who promised she wouldn't drink. Playing beer pong with strangers and receiving random shots, everything started spinning. Most of the time, back at Hogwarts, you did your best to follow Sirius's tracks while partying together, but this time it was different, he was trying to keep up with you and he was dumbfounded fixating his grey eyes on you, who poured another shot down your throat and giggled at the lack of the burning sensation. He had never seen you like this before and he assumed it was because it was a place you were familiar with. The group made its way outside in the backyard where people were drinking around the house and some others were in the pool either naked or with their full set of clothes on. Laying on the grass, not really remembering who provided the joints, passing the blunt in a circle.
Sirius looked at you again while you puffed the smoke out of your lungs and some through your nose: You looked perfect, gorgeous, so carefree and wild. The way the soft moonlight bather your skin and enhance your features, how your lips parted to wrap around the beer you had in hand, how your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you felt the joint hitting you until you were a giggling mess. Sirius took a look around this time memorizing everything he could, people he probably would never see again in his life, and you, again. Wishing he could keep this image of you, so genuine and beautiful forever in his head. While he pressed the joint between his lips again, he smiled when Lily and James excused themselves with the poor excuse of "getting fresh air."
"We are already outside, idiots!" He yelled when they walked away, probably going to make out in James's car. You laughed with him and the sound of your laughs combined made him feel in heaven.
After a few more minutes, everything went a bit foggy. He remembered how a girl approached Peter and started flirting with him, he also recalled watching Remus and his girlfriend making out while she was in his lap, it was at that moment when he finished the remaining of his beer which was starting to get unpleasantly warm, that he saw you looking at him, your intense gaze made him shiver and he imagined how it would be to kiss you.
"Hey." You whispered. He leaned down, faces closer than they had ever been, he could see every centimeter of your perfect face, your pretty lashes framing your breathtaking eyes, the glossiness of your plump lips, and how blown your pupils were. "Wanna go and have that fun?" She asked with a giggle.
"We already had weed, love." The pet name rolled down his lips and earned a wide smile from you.
"That's not what I meant, Sirius." The way you said his name gave him another chill and he noticed how close you were, your scent was intoxicating, you smelled like vodka, cigarettes and that floral perfume your parents gave you for your birthday. "Have you ever had acid?" You asked.
He heard of it, for sure, but he had never tried it, not being really attracted to the idea. But he wasn't in his five senses at that moment, if you asked him to jump off a cliff he would probably do it.
"No." He replied, and when you asked the thousand dollar question, he shrugged. "Sure, why not."
Standing up you grabbed his hand and walked away from Remus and his girl, Sirius felt his hand burning at your touch, it was a wonderful sensation. Even if he had done that a million times before, this time it felt different, it felt intense. He followed you while you approached your friend from earlier, the one with the piercing and he laughed.
"Here, one for you and one for him." He gave you a very small plastic bag but Sirius wasn't able to see it properly.
Thanking him, you walked away and to the basement of the house, pushing him into a small laundry room, the white light of the room dazzled him for a moment and while he tried to adjust to the new lighting, you placed the little plastic bag on top of the washing machine. Inside of it, there was two tiny squares he assumed it was the fun. It had cute and colorful patterns all over it, and for a brief second, Sirius was wondering if it was a good idea.
"Ready?" You asked him placing one of the tinny squares in the palm of his hand.
"Have you ever done this before?" He asks, before the look on your eyes gave him all the reasurence he needed.
"No." You confessed, the alcohol heavy through your veins. "But I wanted to try it with you."
The confession made him blush for a strange reason. Sirius followed your movements and placed the little square in the tip of his tongue. He didn't knew what to expect and soon enough, he felt it dissolving. You sat on top of the washing machine and he leaned over it. Looking at each other, Sirius felt as if the whole word stopped. It was only you and him, eyes on each other. He admired you again, and he smiled. You loved that smile, he was so handsome and perfect, the way his soft black curls framed his face gave you a sudden urge to kiss him. In a comfortable silence, the way you and him studied each other's feature felt like it was the only thing that mattered in the world.
Sirius was about to ask if the thing was even working when he felt it.
He felt every inch of his skin tickling, he felt how the blood was running though his body, everything around him started melting, melting into beautiful colors, Sirius felt his body on fire. Suddendly he felt extremely hot, he removed his leather jacket and looked back at you, your pupils were all he could see, barely being able to register the lovely color of your eyes. Everything around him was a mess, he heard noises where there was silence, his thumb brushed his lower lip and he felt it foreign, almost if it wasn't his own finger. The movement continued and he closed his eyes, leaning his head back and letting out a soft giggle. It was amazing. Every inch of his body was alive, was awake, he felt how the floor was spinning under him like a carousel and his hands were placed on your thighs. He wondered why he still felt the feeling of his fingers on his face, how he was touching his face if his hands were desperately clentching on your thighs?
Then he noticed it was your thumb, running across his jawline. You were in the same state he was, feeling completely away but alive than ever. You giggled at his intense gaze and unfolding in your eyes, the laundry room was now an open field, with purple skies and Sirius was the only one with you. Looking handsome, dangerous and desirable as always.
"You're so hot." Your voice was low, raw and filled with ectasy. Sirius felt his lips go dry, was he imagining your voice or were you really talking? "I want to kiss you."
With that, he closed the gap between you and the way your lips collided felt like two planets crashing in a wonderful yet giant cataclism.
Fast, hot, and desperate, your two bodies reached for each other and his hands roamed every inch of your body until you didn't knew where he ended and were you started. The drug was an ignition of every sensation and when his kisses were wet and open against your neck you moaned pulling his dark curls. Sirius groaned in your neck and bit every here and there, eager to hear more and more of you. Clothes discarded, Sirius unclasped your bra and dive in the soft flesh of your breasts, he felt on fire, and he knew you were as well. He bit every inch of skin he could reach, he devoured you like you were his favorite meal. His fingers curled inside you in every right place and the stars you saw on top of you looked completely real, the drug was pushing your body to the limit and Sirius took advantage of that, pushing you over that cliff with his thumb brushing your bundle of nerves. You were loud, loud enough for anyone who walked closer to hear, but inside your head and the little space you built with him, you felt secure. Sirius hurried to remove his jeans and trousers and soon he slid inside you in a swift motion. It felt perfect, it felt right. His hands were glued to your hips and the sweat that covered your bodied only ease the movements of your body against his. The kiss was heavy and messy, he hit a spot inside you that knocked out all the air of your loungs and Sirius didn't cared how your heels dig painfully in his back.
"Fuck." He moaned and you looked at him, tears overflowing from the overstimulation, the acid making every thrust feel a thousand times harder and deeper. "You look so sexy."
"Please don't stop." You managed to moan and your begging eyes only fueled his passion.
Pounding faster and gaining a rough pace, Sirius bit your shoulder and you almost yelled, the pain was barely there, it was just pleasure, an addictive wave of delight overpowered your common sense. From the way your body reacted to his, Sirius knew you were close, the nonsense that cascade from your pretty lips made him laugh, if he could take a picture of you right now. You clenched around him and came with a loud, sinful moan. He groaned at the feeling, it was better than he could ever imagine, better than anyone he had ever fuck before, you were paradise, a heavenly sensation he was now completely addicted to. He came inside you with a loud groan as well, pushing himself to the end and kissing you while you milked him dry. Tongues swirling and teeth crashing, a disaster of a kiss. He pulled out and you moaned at the loss, the sensations were still too sharp for you, so sensitive. The kisses continued, hurried and lovingly. Trying to dress up again, both of you failed and just sat in the floor wearing your wrinkled underwear, kissing and touching each other's bodies.
Nethless to say, when you were back at Hogwarts, Sirius had to admit his defeat.
"fine, you were right. Your party was slightly better than ours." He pulled you closer and hugged you.
"Slightly?" You raised an eyebrow at the statement. "Even Lily got drunk."
"Don't remind me that." She groaned from the floor of the common room, a book in hand. "The hungover next morning was horrible."
"It was fun." Remus said from his spot next to them, playing chess with Peter. "Peter has a girlfriend now, and you two finally started dating, so it fun."
You pressed your face against Sirius neck, laughing, it was truly a night to remember.