You were a part of the well-known and trouble-maker group known as the marauders —composed by Sirius Black, the womanizer. James Potter, the pretty boy. Remus Lupin, the smart and quiet one and Peter Petigrew, the somewhat cowardly yet still somehow cute blondie—. They were four good looking boys and you, an equally good-looking chick that had all the boys drooling over you due to your charsimatic personality and sweet behaviour.

Sirius had a reputation for being a womanizer, a huge flirt, for being the boy that would bring any girl to her knees just by a smirk and a smooth wink. He had the looks, and he also had the playful personality everyone liked. Maybe that was why he almost always had his dick inside some random hot girl. Sirius was used to that, a quick hookup, fucking, cumming, and then simply getting dressed and leaving.

However, somehow, someway, today it had been completely different. Maybe because he had hooked up with you, the only thing he knew was that his body was reacting different. As soon as he spilled his load inside of you, after coming down from his high, he suddenly felt as if something was wrong. Even after having a pretty good and satisfying orgasm, he felt like he wanted to cry, he felt fatigued and anxious all of a sudden. It had never happened, and, despite to his usual behaviour of just getting up and leaving, when you tried to lift your hips off of his naked body he quickly grabbed onto your waist with a pleading whimper and brought you down onto him again.

"no- don't leave please-" he practically begged, tears wetting his eyes and his lower lip quivering. He didn't understand why he did that or why he sounded like that, he felt like crap after the high of his orgasm wore off. After the huge flood of adrenaline and testorone his body was trying to get the levels back to normal, leaving him with a hungover-like feeling. He was experiencing subdrop for the first time ever, he was in dire need of aftercare when he didn't even know what that was.