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“Apparently.” The villain’s voice floated across the room towards them. “Someone broke Johnson’s face.”

The assistant paused, bloodied knuckles still under the warm running water of the tap. Their gaze snapped up to see the villain in the mirror’s reflection, leaning against the bathroom door with a deceptive casualness, attention fixed on them. The assistant looked down again.

“Broke? It’s probably an improvement.” They kept their own voice light too.

“I needed him for that trade. You knew that.”

The assistant bit the inside of their cheek and focused on getting the blood off, before turning off the tap and reaching for a towel.

The villain caught hold of their wrist. Tightly. The assistant hadn’t even heard the villain move.

The assistant drew in a breath, but didn’t fight the grip. “I’m sorry,” they said, then. “It won’t happen again.”

“Why did it happen this time?”

“I fucked up.”

“You don’t do that.”

“Everyone does that.”

The villain clicked their tongue, a familiar warning shot, and the assistant sighed. Heat rose to their cheeks. They mumbled something.

“Didn’t catch that, dear,” the villain said.

“They said you were going soft,” the assistant snapped. “Losing your edge. That you only hired me because you thought I’d look pretty in your bed.”

“You do look pretty in my bed.”

The assistant glared.

“I don’t need you to fight my battles,” the villain said, after a moment. “And I certainly don’t care what that little weasel thinks of me. Johnson is unimportant in all of the grander machinations of the world. History will not bother to even footnote him.” The villain tugged the assistant’s wrist, and the assistant turned with a reluctant obedience to face their lover. “Let’s not pretend this is about my pride, hm?”

The assistant’s eyes flashed. “I already said it wouldn’t happen again.”

“It better not.” The villain’s grip tightened hard enough to hurt, before releasing. “He may think me soft, but you should know better.”

“I do! I just -” The assistant stopped. Well, okay, yeah. The words had hit a sore point and they’d lost it. It wasn’t like they’d stopped to think before decking Johnson’s nose, seeing as the bastard couldn’t seem to keep it out of other people’s business. Their shoulders slumped. “The job comes first, and I jeopardised the job. I know that. You trusted me to handle him and I let you down.”

The villain hummed in acknowledgement. When they spoke, next, their voice was softer.

“I hired you,” the villain said, “because you are exquisite. You’re a brilliant strategist and an excellent shot. You should have nothing to prove to the likes of rats like Johnson, which makes me wonder if you get this kind of commentary a lot.”

The assistant shrugged.

The villain narrowed their eyes. “Why did you never tell me?”

“I can fight my own battles,” the assistant said. “I don’t need you to do it for me. It’s nothing.”

“Clearly not.”

“Look, I already said that I’m sorry and it won’t happen again.”

“And I’ve accepted that as your employer. That is not why we are still talking.”

The assistant paused again as they registered that, looking up at the villain again. The villain took their hand, entwining their fingers, and squeezed.

“I’m okay,” the assistant replied to the silent question, a little softer. “Really. He was just being so - ugh.”

“His face does look better now.”

The assistant snorted, and squeezed the villain’s hand back. The villain tugged them close to press a kiss to their forehead.

“Tell me next time,” the villain said. “I won’t stop at a broken nose if they hurt you, and it seems they need some reminder of that. Now.” They flashed the assistant a smile. “Let’s finish this so you can look pretty in my bed.”

“You’re hilarious.”

“It’s why you love me.”

God help them, but the assistant did.

Together, whatever else, they were unstoppable.

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Long run- part 5**

//guys please help! Tumblr is not showing my work on the hashtags bc thinks I'm a bot. I tried to solve this problem (not sure I I did) but if you could please interact w this post so it will understand its a genuine post it would mean the world to me! Also tumblr thinks I'm a bot bc I spammed the Sirius tags :))) posting everyday w those tags sure is spamming I guess:))) so please send requests w any character (Any fandom) so I can switch things up

Pairing: Sirius Black x reader

Fandom: Harry Potter marauders era

Words: 1.9k

Warnings: straight up smut (kinda fluff in the beginning but don't be fooled), Fingering, public (empty classroom), orgasm denied, nipple play, dom/sub

Part 4 part 6

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It was Sunday morning and you were woken up way earlier than you planned. You were not sure what woke you up but it was 7 in the morning. You looked around and saw your roommates sleeping soundly which made you even angrier. Were you the only one who couldn’t sleep? Maybe it was the repetition of the conversation you had with James that was repaying in your head since it happened or just the stress about the gossips that woke you up. You decided it was too early to face the world so you flipped over your other side intending to fall asleep. However, you found a beautiful rose sitting on your nightstand with a note tied to it.

Follow me

You examined the note carefully before noticing some petals trailing to the door. Your first thought was a killer that wanted to lure you to your death. After giving it some thought you decided it was unrealistic and if it was true, you wouldn’t really mind it that much. So you hopped out of your bed and in your slippers and followed the flowers out the door.

The petals were forming a way longer trail than you anticipated, going down the stairs and out the Gryffindor common room. You were lucky there was no one around to see you rushing down the hallways after some mysterious roses in your pajamas and slippers. After some more stairs and hallways, you ended up on the seventh floor ready to enter the divination classroom. You were a little nervous given the fact that if anyone were to find you, you would have no explanation as to why were you here but decided to open to door nonetheless.

You slipped through the door and slowly stepped towards the middle of the classroom where a table was set nicely with two chairs on either sides. You tiptoed closer careful not to make any sound.

“I feel underdressed compared to your flip-flops”

You jumped at the sound of Sirius’ voice behind you. He was coming closer tucking a piece of paper in his coat’s pocket.

“What’s that?” you asked trying to make the atmosphere less awkward.

“Don’t worry about that, love.” He casually answered pulling the chair for you to sit down. You complied still a little perplexed. You didn’t really understand what was happening or how you were supposed to act and Sirius seemed to take advantage of that. He soon took a seat in front of you, smiling cheerfully.

“I know it’s not Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop but it’s the best I could do on such short notice.” You kept looking at him somewhat lost. He got up quickly and disappeared somewhere behind a curtain for a few seconds before coming back with two plates which he rushed to put on the table. You waited for him to sit down again before looking down at what seemed like a bumpy croissant and some jam.

“I snuck them from dinner last night, not really that many options” he tried to justify himself.

“Sirius,” you looked at him uncertainly. “Why are you so nice to me?”

He stared at you for what seemed like a lot more than it was before he finally started laughing. You felt the blood rushing to your face so you looked away quickly.

“What the fuck’s the problem, Black?” you hissed. He didn’t stop laughing for a good couple of minutes before he finally took a break to breathe.

“Oh my God, Y/N!” he chuckled a little more before finally calming down and looked at you (still smiling mind you). “Because I was a piece of shit!” he stated as if it was obvious. “I was, and I’m sorry. You deserve far better than you think, you know?” he scanned your face closely before stating in a much lower voice: “I want to be the one who gives the best to you.”

Your eyes were locked and you could swear that for a second you saw a man who could actually offer you exactly this. You thought a little about what he said and it all sounded too good to be true. You wanted to believe him but there was still something that bothered you. You gathered all your courage and spoke far softer than intended:

“So you will occasionally freak out, cause a scene just so you can ‘offer me the best’ after?”

“No.” he spoke clearly and firm and God did you want to believe him. You stood up slowly, Sirius’ eyes following your form coming next to him. You placed your hand on his shoulder and started moving it down his arm and back up. His eyes were fixed on yours, you never knew blue eyes could be so dark. You held your breath, for whatever reason.

“No?” you questioned him softly. He grabbed your hand and pulled you over so now your legs were squeezing his thigh.

“No.” he stated sternly. “I’m going to treat you right,” he grabbed your waist forcefully, “all the goddamn time.” His breath was hot on your neck and his voice was so deep it sent vibrations through your whole body.

He started placing kisses on the side of your neck causing your head to fall back. One of his hands moved up pulling your hair making you whimper.

“You make lovely sounds when I touch you like this” Sirius groaned against your neck. He decided he wanted to hear more so his hand wandered over your body slowly passing every inch. He gently cupped one of your breasts through your shirt and his thumb started circling your nipple. God, he was moving so painfully slow you felt like going insane.

“Sirius,” you cried. He hummed in response. “Sirius, please.” you started moving your core against his leg in desperate need. He didn’t seem to like that so he roughly pinched your nipple.

“That’s not how you ask for permission, doll.” He calmly said slowly pinching harder. “Let’s try again.” You did your best to make eye-contact but he pulled your head back.

“Please, Sirius. Can I please move?” he stayed in silence. Your pussy was throbbing and you were getting impatient. “For fucks sake, Si- Ah“ another pinch accompanied by his teeth, “ Fuck!”

“Again” he demanded. You whimpered in pain and took a deep breath.

“Please, please, I’m begging you. Please, Sirius, fuck me.”

“Here? In a classroom?” he played innocent.

“Yes, in the goddamn cla- mhm.” You took another deep breath to cope with the pain. “Y-yes, please.”

“And what if somebody walked in, Y/N?” he smirked at you.

You hesitated a little.

“What if somebody walked in, doll? On you naked, riding my cook, hm?”

“I wouldn’t mind.” He furrowed but his grin got wider.

“You wouldn’t?” he repeated. He let go of your hair allowing you to finally make eye-contact. You nod slowly, careful not to anger him again. He grips your jaw and gets closer. “Good girl.”

He slowly opens each and every button of your nightshirt leaving you exposed. He twirled the edge of your shirt between his thumb and middle finger asking for permission to take it off. You nod slightly.

“Words, doll.” He exhaled impatiently. “How else am I suppose to know how to fuck you right when you don’t use your words?” You bit your lips with embarrassment but conform nonetheless.

“Take it off,” you said but he looks at you undecided. “please.”

He got it off you with ease causing you to lose your balance for a second. Sirius catches you fast enough and pushes you on top of the table making sure you are stable.

“Such a pretty, innocent doll.” He whispered admiring you. “And all for me?” he pretty much ordered rather than asked. You felt your face begging to get hotter. Sirius smirked pleased and leaned back in his chair. “Take these off.” He gestured towards your pants. You quickly looked away embarrassed. You knew if you did that you would remain completely naked in front of him who was fully dressed. The thought only made your pussy ache harder so you obeyed. You could see desire taking over Black fully which made you feel good, powerful even.

You threw your pants on the floor and shyly sat on top of the table with your legs crossed. Sirius placed his hands in between them without yet pushing. He looked up at you. You nodded silently.

“Words” he reminded you. You looked at him unsure how were you suppose to respond without feeling weird. Sirius seemed to catch onto that and clarified “Tell me what you want me to do, doll. You want me to open your pretty legs? Want me to touch you, make you feel good? Hm?”

“Y-yes” you stutter.

“Yes, what?” he smiled in reassurance.

“Yes, I want you to, uhm” you looked at his long fingers brushing against your skin. “I want you to fuck me, Sirius.”

He needed nothing more to force your legs open.

“And I bothered stealing food when you had this for today’s breakfast?” he said brushing his tongue up your pussy. “So fuckin wet too.” Abruptly, a wince escapes your mouth. “Keep making those sounds for me” he murmurs against your folds.

The sound of him eating you out fills the empty classroom making you feel even lewder. He sucked your clit harshly before biting gently the same spot causing you to let out a cry of pleasure. His tongue was wet and warm, flicking your clit with such perfect pace. You rushed your hand to cover your mouth before any more needy moans escaped. Sirius’ finger found his way inside your wet core making you whimper even more.

“I said I wanted to hear you.” He said moving his finger at a pace you were not ready yet. You tried to say something but every word was lost between moans. Without warning he introduced a second finger, then a third making your juices leak out of your quivering cunt. You felt your legs starting to shake and so noticed Sirius who started rubbing your clit with his thumb. God, you were so close! You pressed your hand harder against your lips in anticipation, your legs started twitching and Sirius just pressed them harder. You clenched Sirius’ hair with your free hand, your core tightening and-

He removed his fingers so quickly you almost cried because of the emptiness.

“FUCK! FOR GOD’S SAKE SIRIUS!” you shouted in desperation.

“I said I wanted to hear you.” He casually says as he sucks your precum off his fingers.

“I’m sorry, please, please! Sirius, come on, make me finish, please!” you begged still dizzy from your high. “Please, I’ll scream your name, Sirius, just make me cum, please.”

“When you learn to do as I say, you may come.” He simply stated helping you into your clothes.

You could not believe it. You looked at the ground filled with anger but didn’t protest anymore. You got dressed and jumped off the table only to lose balance due to your trembling legs. Sirius caught you in time.

“Got too rough for you, doll?” he asked proudly. You threw him a look of pure hatred. “It’s okay, don’t worry. Come on, let's get you to your dorm. I’ll bring you some food so you don’t have to walk, okay?”

You’d rather have him deliver a fuckin orgasm than some stupid tarts, but you were willing to wait.

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What happened last night? part 1

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Fandom: Harry Potter- Marauders Era

Chapter summery: The Gryffindors party got a little wild last night. You spend the day having flashbacks about what happened last night between you and Sirius

Genre: fluff, angst, smut

Warnings: foreplay, dirty talk, a very very very light victim blaiming(?), jealousy

You could swear the entire Hogwarts castle heard your loud heels as you tried to make your way to Potions as fast as possible. You were still a little hang over from the Gryffindor’s party last night and the moving stairs didn’t really help. Oh God, how drunk had you been. It was all a blur with small flashbacks here and there. You remember playing some stupid drinking game Remus came up with, blank, then James doing body shots off Lily? Whatever. As you passed many classrooms you heard other rushings steps. From the other end of the hallway you could see Sirius dragging his jacket while stumbling in his own feet.

“Sirius!” you called. He turned around almost too abrupt at the sound of your voice. “Lost something?” you asked picking up a gold and red tie.

“That fucker won’t stay put, I swear to God!” he raised his hands defensively.

“Maybe because you have to tie it firstly?”

Sirius rolled his eyes which you knew exactly to be his sign for defeat. You came closer and threw his tie around his collar. He immediately smirked looking down at you.

“What’s up?”

“Feels weird”, he shrugged.

“What does?” you questioned still focused on the knot.

“You,” he locked eyes with you. “getting me dressed for a change.”

You felt the blood rushing to your cheeks and quickly looked away. He grabbed your chin forcing you to face him. Oh, that shit eating grin he was wearing made your not only your heart twitch.

“I don’t really, uhm,” you quicly looked at your hands still on his tie and back at him “I don’t remember getting you undressed”

His smirk widend while looking at you up and down.

“You joking, right? It’s okay, no need to be embarrassed.” He gave you a reassuring smile. Only after seeing the baffled expression he bursted into laughter. “Oh, God you are not joking! Oh my, Y/N.” he tugged you closer. “You’ve been a really naughty girl last night,” he took his sweet time looking at your lips ”and to think you don’t even remember!”

“Cut it, Black” you snapped at him. You push him back hoping he won’t notice the tremor in your voice. You didn’t remember every detail about last night but you would surely remember being ‘a really naughty girl’ with Sirius goddamn Black. Still, his laughter made you feel uneasy. “Come on, Slughorn gonna take 50 points if we are going to stall anymore.” Sirius didn’t protest and he followed you.

Something was up for sure. When you passed the marauders on your way to your seat next to Lily you could’ve sworn their eyes were following you. Not to mention the loud “Nice” Peter let out when Black sat down. You wanted to ask Lily but she seemed in a worse state then you. You choose to belive it was just a stupid prank the boys were trying to pull and decided to pay attention for once.

This class was very quiet, probably because everyone was rather tired from last night. You giggled to yourself thinking about it. You clearly remember Sirius daring Lily to give James a hickey. Poor thing, she got all flustered and drank 2 shots instead. You remember you and Sirius laughing loudly right before-

“You think you more daring, Y/N?”

Oh, no.

“Fuck, Y/N , I was joking- Ahh !”

You jumped at the memory of Sirius moaning dropping book on the floor. You felt as if everyone was staring at you. Were they all able to read your mind? Or do they all remember you making Black goddamn moan in the common room last night? You shrugged it off convincing it was all in your head. Surely everyone had better things going on for them at the party to have been paying attention to you. Except you locked eyes with him. Sirius defentitly looked like he knew exactly what was going on in your head. He smirked looking you up and down causing nerves to make your stomach twist, but you also felt the familiar ache between your legs. He seemed pleased with your response and redirected his attention twords the board.

You looked cautiously around: Lily was dozing off already, the two slytherins in front of you couldn’t care less about you (unsurprisingly), and the marauders were too busy messing with the teacher.

Okay, so you gave Sirius a hickey during a drinking game. Whatever, things like this happen. What else happened? More shots. A 7 year slytherin hitting on you. More shots. Remus trying to stop Sirius from picking a fight, Sirius punching a Slytherin. Wait-

“Get your hands off. Now”

“Y/N what the fuck are you doing just standing there, come here where you belong.”

“You liked him touching you? You dirty girl, making me all jelous. Is this what you wanted?”

You felt Sirius’ hand around your throat so vivid. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You visualized it perfectly now.

Sirius dragged you up the stairs, his hand hurting your wrists.

“Sirius,” you cried. “Sirius, stop! What do you think you are doing?”

“Me?” he shouted shoving you against the wall. “What do you think you’re doing letting that piece of shit touching you like that?” his eyes were dark and lacked any kind of emotions. For some reason this only turned you on.

“You like that?” he pushed himself into you squishing you between the cold stone wall and his massive body. “You like strange men touching you like this? ”

“You are not a strange man, Sirius.” You looked at him innocently.”I don’t mind you touching me like this.” The alcohol gave you courage and confidence you didn’t even know you had.

Sirius cupped your face making you whimper.

“Watch your mouth, Y/N.” His voice was stern but he was not shouting anymore . His eyes were looking at you with hunger.

You could tell Sirius had a few drinks as well so what you did next was, in your head, a perfect idea: without breaking eyecontact you let your tounge brush against his fingers which, almost too easily, followed it back into your mouth. Sirius’ fingers were now shoved deep into your mouth, prodding the back of your throat as you did your best to suck on them. He let out a grunt pushing his hips into yours.

“It takes me everything not to fuck you senseless right now” he let his hands grip harder onto your hips.

“It takes me everything not to beg you to do it.”

“Perhaps, miss Y/N can shed some light on the problem?”

“huh?”

Professor Slughorn looked very mad and you realized it was not the first time he called onto you.

“I’m sorry professor I was- I was drifting away for a second” you said embarrassed. You must be looking so pathetic because he just sighed and continued with his lesson.

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