A Maruader's Work is Never Done

**Dorie Black Lupin - eldest of Sirius and Ginny Black** **Charles Lupin - son of Remus Lupin and married to Dorie Black**

Charles Lupin fidgeted as he stood just outside of his father-in-law’s private study. Wishing he was anywhere else but there, Charlie faced the fact that he had nowhere left to turn… there simply wasn’t anyone else he could turn to that would be able to help the young nineteen year old with his current predicament.

He only hoped that the older wizard could keep his legendary temper in check, for it would be a great shame to leave Dorie an eighteen year old widow with a baby on the way, the young boy mused. Plus, Charlie found he rather enjoyed being welcomed once more into his wife’s family after both Sirius and Ginny blew up over their eldest’s rash elopement only months after leaving school.

Swallowing the last of his trepidation and mustering his Gryffindor bravery, the young husband took a deep breath and lightly knocked on the ajar door, pushing it a little further open. “Uncle Pads?” Charlie called as he poked his sandy head past the small opening in the door.

~*~

Sirius Black stared at the boy that had whisked his beloved daughter right out from under his very nose as if he wasn’t sure just what to make of him.

It wasn’t very often at all that Sirius was left utterly silent. In fact, it was a very, very short list of distinguished people that had the privilege of rendering the wizard into such a state, a list that had just grown by one.

Forcing himself to remember to breathe again, Sirius turned his head and stared into thin air as he attempted to wrap his mind around the request just put to him. Blinking and trying to formulate a response, and appearing as if he had lost all capacity to form the most simplest of words in the first place, Sirius promptly drained the fire whiskey he had poured himself when thinking Charlie most likely had a slight case of jitters over being a first time father and offered the nervous looking lad a glass of liquid fortification.

“Y-You want me to what?” Sirius finally gaped out, still obviously reeling from what Charlie had just asked.

“N-N-Nevermind, I’m sorry, I know you’re the last person I should have asked, but I didn’t know what else to do. Let’s just forget this embarrassing conversation ever happened, right?” Charlie rushed out as he jumped from his chair across from Sirius, and keeping his head ducked in shame, attempted to leave the room as quickly as possible.

“Stop!” Sirius demanded as he caught the flushed boy by the arm, halting his son-in-law’s escape. “Sit down.” He instructed, not meeting the boy’s surprised eyes.

“You aren’t going to, well, hex me or anything, are you?” Charlie asked with true worry in his tone.

Laughing despite himself, Sirius shook his head. “No, of course not. Now just take your seat. Just took me a second to get over the shock of it, is all. Not very often a father is asked the best way to get his daughter off, you know.” Sirius gave the flustered boy an exaggerated smirk.

“I know, I didn’t want to. I-I just don’t think she likes it very much, and I don’t want it to be like that… I hate that it’s like that,” Charlie said miserably as he sank back into the safety of the arm chair.

“Well that’s good, very good you feel like that. It shouldn’t ever be that way.” Sirius assured the boy. “But, I mean, wouldn’t Remus be a better choice for this little chat?”

“I tried to talk to Dad, but he got all red in the face and started rambling about respecting your partner and well… you know Dad.” The young man shrugged. “And well, telling your friends you can’t satisfy your wife isn’t exactly top of the list. And I don’t want to talk about Dorie like that with them at any rate. I did think about Fred, but I don’t think I could have stood the laughter. I knew at least you wouldn’t laugh at me. Hex me, punch me, sure, but you wouldn’t laugh.”

“No, I’m not going to laugh, you’re right, it isn’t funny. But I’m not going to hex or hit you either.” Sirius shook his head at the boy. “But your Dad is right, respect is very –“

“But I do!” Charles interrupted. “I do respect Dorie, that’s why I’m here. I love her more then anything; I’d do anything for her. I just want to be able to please her, she deserves that and more.” He said, desperate for some real advice to help the situation and not some standard lecture it appeared all fathers were forced to regurgitate.

“You’re right, she does. Any woman does,” Sirius nodded as he regarded the earnest wizard for a long, serious moment. “So, it’s obviously nothing wrong with your feelings, you just need a little technical help, hm?”

Smiling with relief that finally someone understood, and more to the point, seemed willing to help, Charlie nodded his head emphatically. “Exactly, I mean, I know the basics, but that’s obviously not cutting it,” he nervously chewed on his lip.

“Well, what exactly is it that you do?” Sirius asked, figuring it best just to take the bull but the horns as it were, thus trying not to allow himself to think too deeply just who would be benefiting from his sage advice.

“W-what?”

“Well, we have to look at what you’re doing now if we want to improve on it, don’t we?”

“Oh-yeah, I guess so,” Charlie swallowed loudly. “Well, we… you know, kiss some and hold each other… you know,” Charles pulled at the neck of his shirt as his flush deepened. “And well… then,” here he made a strangled noise deep in his throat and gestured with darting eyes.

“That’s it?” Sirius gasped as he fell back into his chair. “You mean you just give her a hug and a kiss then stick it in? Great Merlin’s Bollocks boy, a woman has to be made ready for that or it hurts!” Sirius yelled, genuinely angry.

“I do, I do!” Charlie cried, terrified at the thunderous look in Sirius’ eyes. “I always check that! I know that much!”

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Sirius closed his eyes. “Then why didn’t you say that in your little list?” He hissed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Well, I didn’t know you wanted to know all the little details,” Charlie pouted as he deflated into his chair as he deemed his life was no long in mortal jeopardy.

“Oh Gods, we’ve got a lot of work to do,” Sirius moaned to himself. “Charlie, making love to a woman correctly is ALL in the details, as you put it.” The older wizard sighed tiredly at the young man across from him.

“Oh,” Charles said quietly. “Maybe it would be easier if you just told me what you do… generally speaking that is. Granted, that’s not exactly an image of Auntie Ginny I’d like to have,” he frowned slightly at the very thought.

Chuckling at the wane look on the boy’s face at thinking of parents in such an amorous position, Sirius agreed, “Yes, well that’s not an image I would care for you to have of your aunt as well. I prefer to keep that sight for myself,” the older wizard grinned wickedly at Charles’ embarrassed half grin.

“But maybe you’re right,” Sirius agreed with Charlie’s idea of him giving the details. “You’ve got a good start with kissing and holding, you begin with making that emotional connection. And you should touch each other, caress each other. You know, tenderly stroke her cheek, and skim your fingers along her neck and shoulders, down her arms or stomach. You don’t have to jump to the main points right off. It’s usually a lot better when you start small and build up the sensations.”

“Build up the sensations, right,” Charlie repeated as if making careful mental note.

“Would you like a parchment and quill?” Sirius couldn’t help but to smirk at the frown of intense concentration on the young wizard’s face.

“No,” Charlie laughed self-consciously. “I think I can remember.” He smiled at his father-in-law.

Smiling back in return, Sirius held his hand over his mouth, rubbing his thumb and forefinger together. “Breasts are a very important stop on the path of building sensations. A woman’s breasts, and more importantly her nipples are highly sensitive. Now every woman is different, and likes a different sort of touch. Some prefer a lighter, gentler caress while another may need a firmer stimulion. The key to learning what your lover wants is communication. Ask her, allow her to guide you, be it with words or showing you what she likes. And use more then just your hands and fingers. Once you know how much pressure to use you can use your mouth, tongue, teeth to give even stronger pleasure.”

“I do kiss her there, she likes that part, I know,” Charlie smiled shyly as his eyes grew soft with the memory of Dorie’s gentle sighs when he nuzzled and touched her breasts.

“That’s – good,” Sirius forced out as he tried once more to NOT remember this little chat was going to be used on his little girl later that evening.

Grinning like a puppy being praised, Charlie relaxed a little, seeing that maybe this wasn’t going to be the nightmare he had built up in his mind. “I know it’s hard, I mean, it being Dorie and all, but I want you to know I really appreciate this, Uncle Pads.”

“Can we please not use that particular ‘h’ word again?” Sirius gave a strangled grunt at the unexpected image Charlie’s innocent comment had caused to the protective father of the younger wizard’s new wife. “But I understand, and it’s ok. She may be my daughter, and yes it is difficult,” the wizard stressed, “to realize she is a married woman with all that entails sometimes, but I want Dorie to be happy and for you both to have a good marriage. And sex is a big part of that equation,” Sirius said sincerely.

Clearing his throat, getting back to the business at hand, Sirius leveled a meaningful stare at Charles. “Now what do you know about oral sex?”

~*~

Sirius looked up from where he was lounging in the bed when his wife sat on the end of the mattress with a sigh.

“Something the matter, Love?” he asked, closing the book he had been reading.

“No, not really, I’m just wondering how things are going upstairs.” Ginny looked up at the ceiling where above their heads her daughter was sleeping with her husband. Fiddling with her hair brush, the redhead sat shaking her head in worry, “I just hope she remembers what I said about how to say it. You men are so touchy about things like that.” Ginny chewed her lip as she tossed the brush to the bedside table and climbed into bed beside her husband, not bothering to explain her cryptic statement.

“Well, considering I gave that boy everything but a written manual today, I have a pretty good idea just what is going on upstairs. And I would rather not think about it, if you don’t mind,” Sirius gave a barking laugh as he put his book on the table next to his side of the bed.

“You did what?” Ginny froze in the act of fluffing her pillow.

“You heard me,” Sirius sighed, wiggling down the bed to finally lay flat on his back.

“Y-You aren’t really telling me you gave Charlie sex lessons, are you?” The redhead’s eyebrows melted into her hairline.

His breath blowing out of his mouth, Sirius rubbed his hands over his face and groaned. “That’s exactly what I am saying. He was the most pitiful thing I’ve ever seen. I have half a mind to go over to Remus’ and wring his starch-shirted neck for sending that boy out into the world like that.”

Grunting when Ginny suddenly flung herself on to his chest, Sirius looked down to see her ear to ear grin. “You mean, you... Sirius Black, Sirius, my daughter is never going to grow up, never going to date, and Merlin forbid engage in sexual relations, Black, gave his daughter’s husband instructions on how to…”

“Get her off, yes,” Sirius clipped shortly through clenched teeth. Rolling over to his side and Ginny with him, the wizard hid his face in his hand. “I’m never going to get to live this one down, am I?”

Giggling, Ginny peeled his fingers away from his chagrined face. “No,” she wickedly agreed. “But I think it’s a very wonderful thing that you did, helping them like that.”

“Well, Dorie’s proved she is going to do whatever the hell she wants anyway, whether I like it or not. Might as well make sure they know what they are doing. ‘Sides, we aren’t going to get all those grandbabies you keep whining you want if she ends up tossing her husband out on his uneducated ear, are you?”

“No, I guess not. Between your talk with Charles and my little chat this afternoon with Dorie, we might just get all those grandbabies too,” Ginny waggled her eyebrows.

“You talked to Dorie?” Sirius asked surprised.

Nodding, Ginny combed her fingers through her husband’s tousled curls. “I just about fell over when she told me she didn’t see the big deal with sex, that it was mildly pleasant but certainly nothing to owl home about.”

Snorting, Sirius shook his head. “Sometimes I wonder how those two kids ever managed to get up the poke in the first place.”

“Well, sad truth is a woman doesn’t exactly have to reach those heights to get in that shape.”

“Have I told you lately how much I love you?” Ginny asked, suddenly changing the subject.

“Of course you have, I am wholly wonderful in every way, after all,” Sirius smirked into the pillow, his eye flashing mischievously at his wife.

“Yes, you certainly are,” Ginny chuckled, “and a marvelous father as well,” she stated, lightly kissing his cheek.

“I am utterly curious as to what exactly you told Charlie though,” Ginny grinned widely.

“Well, I could tell you, I suppose. Then again, I think I’d rather just show you,” Sirius smiled sexily as he shifted and brought Ginny’s lips down to meet his.