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wolfstargazer · 3 months
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Jan 31st - Shuffle - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 597
cw - subtle smut
He'd found the pack of cards in his father's study. The drawer was usually kept locked. But Kreacher had been tasked with reorganising some papers and had left it open. It had taken only a moment for Sirius to slip inside the room, to consider quickly what to take, and to swipe the small box. It was light. Easy to conceal. The ornate and gilt lettering, embossed into the leather, had him intrigued.
The Ashmedain Deck.
He'd never heard of it. Although he was hardly surprised. Grimmauld Place was full of dark magical artefacts that his parents took little care to conceal.
So these cards must be different...dangerous...his father's secret...
Safe in his room, with a chair propped under the door handle for good measure, Sirius sat cross-legged on the floor and read the back of the box:
An enchanted deck that will reveal,
Dark desires best concealed.
Beware to those who do not know,
The fantasies the cards will show.
Sirius' curiosity momentarily wavered. Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea? But even as the thought had crossed his mind he had opened the box, tipped the cards into his hands, and had begun to shuffle.
There were no further instructions. Sirius acted on instinct. He fanned the cards out on the floor before him, the backs of the cards facing upwards. He closed his eyes and cleared his mind as though using them for divination. After a moment, Sirius moved his hand, hovering over the cards, waiting for the sensation to come. He paused when it felt right. He opened his eyes, reached down and flipped over the card.
Sirius felt an initial thrill of disappointment. The front of the card was blank. But as he inspected closer he noticed a shimmer ripple across the card. An image had begun to form, out of focus and unclear. Sirius wasn't certain, but it looked like the curve of someone's calf. The card's magic seemed to fix. The image froze.
Sirius growled in frustration and flipped another card.
This time the image was clearer; two legs intertwined. A sense of unease began to creep through him. But there was temptation, too...
Another card. More legs. Draped across a body. A body he recognised as his...
Sirius hesitated, his heart racing, his fingers pricking as he considered whether to continue...
... But he needed to see...
... Just one card more...
He swallowed hard and flipped another card.
This card revealed a torso, lean and scarred and naked. Sirius knew the torso well. He had seen it many times. But not like this...
... But he had wondered... and he had noticed... but he still wasn't sure what it meant...
The cards seemed to know.
He flipped another. The image rippled. Collar bones and shoulders. The back of his head, a mess of dark hair, tumbling across the skin of someone else...
He flipped another. A jaw. Lips parted in exaltation. A mouth flecked with scars.
Just one more card, a voice inside him seemed to whisper. He felt hot. His head swum. Guilt and shame and desire fluttered in his stomach. He knew that he should stop...
... But he had to know for sure...
Sirius flipped the card. The scene appeared. His breath caught as he watched the image, lips fusing, hot, and frantic. Familiar hands raked through his hair.
The picture froze. Whether it was temptation or the magic of the cards, Sirius did not know. He felt his hand reach out again as though he couldn't stop it...
... He had to know...
... He wanted to see...
... Just one more card...
Today was a free choice, so I gave @glassf1re the option of coming up with the word for today. The Ashmedain Deck is a device of my own creation.
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