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prettybabybaby · 1 year
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content: stepcest (use of "brother" and "sister"), stepbrother!regulus, stepbrother!sirius, fem!reader, unprotected sex, breeding
a/n: found this in my drafts.... dk why i didn't post it
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Regulus persists, rutting into you with desperation, cock starved of attention and stimulation. He has an iron grip on your hips, holding you in place when you try to thrash out of his grip at the sight of Sirius. His eyes are almost blank, darkened with lust, pupils blown almost comically as he chases his high, using your body to do so.
Sirius stares on, breathing in the scent of sex that fills your frilly bedroom. He crosses his arms, watching Regulus with an amused smirk. His eyes fall on you covering your face with embarrassment but your pathetic squeaks and moans continue, shamelessly loud and almost pornographic. Your cheeks burn red like Regulus’, blush high and painting the canvases of your pretty faces. 
Your parents hadn’t been out of the house in far too long. Regulus had begun to lose patience, but he had to hold off on playing with his sweet sister to avoid suspicion of his sinful urges he couldn’t help but act upon. And you let him so easily. Despite your protests and weak fighting, you melted into him, obeying his every command to spread your legs wide or open your mouth, flip onto your back, and prep your little holes for his cock to nestle itself into, abusing you until he was satisfied – or you were interrupted. 
This time, though, there was no stopping his eager humping into your fluttering pussy. Not even the presence of your brother standing by the door, entering with confident steps. He swung the door closed behind him as he approached the creaking bed, eyes raking your sweating bodies. Regulus adjusted his hold, pinning you to the bed even more painfully. You whined, trying to cover your body from the preying gazes of your brothers. 
“Couldn’t resist, Reggie?” Sirius spoke. “Y’playing with our sweet sister all alone?” Sirius’ ringed fingers danced across your exposed chest, meanly twisting a nipple before he pried your hands from your face. “Don’t play shy, slut. You’re letting your brother fuck you silly and you think you can be shy?” he tsks.
Regulus grunts as the dams of your eyes break, sending a river of tears down your rouge cheeks. He tries to thrust even harder, push himself even deeper into you, moving your hips up and down to meet his stuttering hips in his attempt to do so. You slide up and down the pillow where your head rests, hair tangling and back sliding against the soft bed sheets. 
Sirius’ fingers glide downwards, gathering a pinch of regulus’ curly pubic hair and pulling meanly. Regulus makes a sound at the pleasurable pain, digging his nails onto your hips before pinning you down, slamming into you, almost like he was trying to mold you and the soaked sheets into one. 
“Move,” Sirius says, “I wanna play, too.”
Regulus slows but doesn’t pull out, giving his brother a displeased look. Sirius looks back, raising a perfectly shaped brow as he touches up Regulus’ sweaty chest, circling his hardened pink nipples. Regulus’ hips stutter but he pulls out, mourning your warmth instantly. His cock is fully erect, angry, and red, wet with slick and come. He moves aside, grazing your wet thighs as he parts. 
Sirius takes his place, laughing meanly as he gathers the juices on his fingers. Your pussy’s throbbing, clit engorged and jumping in excitement. Pearly spunk drips in thick beads and you crave to push it back in, push your brother deep into your womb. “Look at you two,” Sirius laughs. “Fucking each other like virgins. Desperate dogs.” You and Regulus burn brighter in humiliation, a bubblegum pink covering every inch of skin on your face.
You can see the slight grinding of Regulus’ hips against the blankets holding up his cock. You almost whine in jealousy of the inanimate object. Your attention was brought back to Sirius when he slipped a come-coated finger into your sensitive little hole, swirling and curling it as he spoke. 
“You really let him come inside you?” Sirius chided, “that’s filthy. Are the poor puppies so desperate they fuck their own siblings?”
You sob and Regulus begins to thrust into the blanket. You reach for him, shaking your head pathetically, begging him not fuck anything but you. 
“You want his disgusting cum so badly?” Sirius laughs again, “you want him to fill you with his babies, huh?”
You close your eyes as you nod, “please, please.” you feel so empty, cold from the lack of your brother's hard ruts and warm spent painting your insides.
“You’ve had enough of Reggie, don’t you think?” Sirius begins to pull down the waistband of his pajamas, letting his own aching prick spring free. You stare at it, looking from the leaking head of Sirius’ cock to Regulus’. “Do you want my babies, too?”
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randomoutsiders · 2 years
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plsss do puppy!reader on her heat and Remus (and james or Sirius idk) helps her through it
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thank you dearest! i altered it a bit, but as always, credit for sof and gilly for their contribution/origin stories (as far as i know) with a puppy!reader, go give their work some lovin! (@gxtitobxby @pinkandblueblurbs ) it's all over the place but regardless, i hope you enjoy!
content/warnings: puppy!HYBRID!reader, fem!reader in heat, jamie x reader, puppy!hybrid!james, james in heat, owner!sirius and owner!rem, pet play, third person perspective for reader, smut, NSFW 18+, mentions of breeding, mentions of cum, sweating, cursing, exhibitionism, 'cuckholding' i suppose (remus and sirius are watching), mentions of prior sex, oral sex (fem!receiving) mentions of fingering, mentions of handjobs, slight fingering but no penetration, knotting, slight abo dynamics, use of a dildo, unproofread. all over the place.
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"mate." there's a petrified underlie in remus' tone as he rings his good friend, sock-clad food toeing at the spiderwebbing cracks of his two-year-old welcome mat.
his pup is yapping on the other side of the oaken door, trimmed fingernails scratching at the fading varnish until yellowing lines are left in their wake. he thuds his heel against the door in a warning echo, grimacing as he hears her slink backward with a low mewl.
"moons? what are you doing up so early?"
remus pads along his front porch before descending its steps, allowing the pillowy cushion of mossy undergrowth beneath his lawn to carry him along. hues of orange are stark against the viridian ovals of leaves that cling to the once-full branches of the trees that loom overhead.
"i fucked up."
"what d'ya mean y'fucked up? s'... five in the fuckin' morning, moony. who the fuck fucks up that early in the morning?"
"y'know, for it being so early, i'm surprised you can manage to fit that many 'fucks' into one sentence, pads." the brunet snarks, the glass of the phone softly indenting his freckled cheek as he presses it closer into his visage. the right side of his lips quirk upward, revealing sterling molars before he speaks once more. "she's in heat."
"who? y'pup? that's not your fault unless you... matee...." the man on the other side of the phone drawls, and remus pauses in his pacing to glance backward at his home, lips now drawing downward as he glimpses the poor pup's sorrowful nose pressed up against the glass of the window.
"i know, i know, she just has these new vitamins that she needs to be taking, and i think when i gave them to her... i forgot to give the suppressors."
"yeah, mate you fucked up. but why are you- oh no. no no no. the answer is no."
remus's head lolls back as a low groan plays with his vocal cords like puppets on strings, eyelids sliding shut to conceal fatigued optics. "please, pads? i'm desperate here."
"oh you very well can get her off with your fingers, remus. if jamie gets anywhere close enough to get a whiff of her, he's going to be humpin' at my bloody leg for the next month. and as much as it sounds so appealing, i'm not quite in the mood for his cum all over my new pants."
".. that won't necessarily be a problem if you let me breed her."
"you really want pups on your hands? and you know how posessive the two of them are, there's no way you're selling those pups off."
"she's had her shots in this month. cried the entire time. come on pads, she's in so much pain. i'm at least 10 meters away from the door and i can hear her howling from here. she's in so much pain."
"alright, alright, well, just try and give her her toy for now.. we'll be over soon."
"thanks, pads. it means a lot. dinner's on me this friday, eh?"
"yeah, it better fuckin' be. just get her set up. bye moons."
"bye sirius."
with a low sigh, his calloused thumb presses earnestly against the crimson button before his hand falls to his side, gaze befalling the window through which his pup is still peering.
"alright, puppy, alright. i'm coming angel."
her scratching resumes almost immediately, this time more ardently, her nose thudding against the door as affliction bleeds through her every vein.
remus raps his fingers against the door with another sigh, this one billowing out from the depths of his chest. "budge over, y/n. come on, i can't open the door when you're leaning on it, pup."
he presses his shoulder into the thick wood when he comes to the realization that she's not going to obey him, for her pain has her pointed ears pressed flat against her skull and her tail tuckled between her legs.
"hi pretty thing," he coos, crouching down to scratch behind her peaked ears and shudding the door with a resounding thud.
her tail is beginning to rap against the twine rug at the entrance as she nestles into his open palm, tongue lapping over the slopes that dip and curve into his wrist.
although his entrance into their home momentarily muted her sounds of anguish, they're starting up again, her shoulder blades pressing back as she careens forward, knees falling apart and spine arching into a slapshod semi-circle.
"oh sweet girl." the lycanthrope sighs, fingers itching at the base of her spine, atop which sits a blush pink camisole, complete with vermillion fringe and a pretty pink bow that is nestled between the peaks of her breasts.
damp with her slick are her grey shorts, which are pressing tightly to her flesh due to the perspiration that clings to it.
her tail immediately flips up as remus' fingers climb higher, right until his trimmed fingernails are scratching at the base of her tail, and she's mewling into the fatty flesh of his inner thigh, nose prodding at his growing erection.
"i know you're hurting, precious, but jamie's comin', yeah? he's gonna take care of that hurt in y'belly, angel."
another low whine into his thigh has him sighing once more, the pads of his middle and marriage climbing over the ledge of her pelvis and sliding delicately around the fabric of her shorts and through her sopping folds.
"what? you want my cock instead?"
the puppy's head bobs delicately in affirmation.
"i'm sorry, pup, but you're in heat right now. s'why you're hurting so bad. my cock's not gonna help you like jamie's. you need a knot, darling girl. but here, c'mon, we're gonna go get your toy, and get you set up for a good fuckin', hm? come on."
as he rises, his knees crackle and pop with the effort, and yet he's still leaning down to deliver a delicate pat against her clothed backside to get her to move to the next room.
as soon as carpet finds her knees and her optics find the oval, cushioned bed, she's bounding over, immediately nuzzling her nose and ears into the soft fabric.
"atta girl, puppy. good girl. now don't move, yeah? remmy's just gonna take your clothes off so it's easier to use your toy, okay?"
right away, she's pushing her chest into the ground once more, allowing remus to hook his long fingers into the hem of her shorts and tug them off.
due to her squirming the night prior, he had been forced to forgo the notion of wearing undergarments, and so as he peels back her shorts, a line of her slick is following, and she's whining at the sudden loss of contact with warmth.
"i know, pet, you're soaked, hm? fuck, and so swollen too. merlin, it's been so long since you've gone into heat. i'm just gonna look, okay? no squirming, i know it hurts."
ever so gingerly, remus runs his thumb along along the inside of her outer labia, feeling at the way her puffy lips swell around the digit.
"promise i'll fuck this pussy when you're not in heat anymore, alright, pup?" he leans forward, lips smearing a soft kiss over the hood of her clit.
the feel has her jolting forward with discontent, and she releases a low snarl that bubbles out from the base of her throat.
"attitute, y/n. i know you're hurtin', pup, but 'm not gonna tolerate an attitude."
her response is wordless.
"now let me get this top off, pup, y'know jamie likes it when you have nothing on." she obliges once more, allowing the man to maneuver the piece of fabric up and off her torso until she is completely bare for him.
the moment she'd in the nude, however, her tail is flying from left to right, her head tilted back and her lips spread into a zealous grin.
"oh you think you're gonna get my cock, do you?" the brunet pinches at her chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing her gaze upward and onto her own. "you're not. you're getting jamie's cock. you remember the one we made for when he's not here? unfortunately it's not with a knot because we can't get him to form one unless he's inside you, but it'll do for now.. on your back, pet."
she scrambles to obey, flopping onto her back with the tops of her thighs pressed against her chest, her nipples pebbling at the cool air that bites at them. "there's my girl, hm? no squirming, okay?"
he presses the bulbous head of the silicone cock to her entrance, dragging the toy slowly up and circling it delicately at the hood of her clit.
she jolts, chest beginning to heave at the sudden rush of warmth that surges through her veins. the pain in the pit of her belly is churning, and it's red hot, searing across her every limb and there is nothing more that she wants than just to be full.
she plants her heels into the carpeted ground and pulls her hips upwards, attempting to send the message that's bright and white and bouncing around her empty skull.
"easy, puppy, easy." remus plants a heavy palm at her navel and presses her down into the cushion of her plush bed, restricting any more movement as he eases the dildo in.
she's yapping again, chest heaving off the pink cushion as the sensation of being full momentarily soothes the ardor that has seized her by the throat.
"oh that feels so good, doesn't it, sweet girl? s'helping a bit, huh? okay, you're gonna lay like that for a little bit, okay? i'm gonna go get you some water - oh quit it with your yipping. you know the rules. i'm only being nice because youre in pain, pup. behave."
his temporary absence proves dauntless, and because of such, she's rolling forward onto her hands and knees, pressing down onto the dildo so that it's rolling over that sweet spot and causing a crude moan to roll off her tongue.
"oh, pup, who said you could do that? y'fucking yourself on y'toy, angel?"
her head falls forward as if she suddenly cannot maintain the weight of it, and then there's a gentle knock on the door.
"oh you're lucky they're here, and i'm in a good mood, sweet girl. james is going to be very excited to see you. you stay here."
but she's squirming in her spot, simultaneously trying to keep this toy between her velvety walls because she's caught a whiff of her mate and it's nearly impossible to be still.
"ah ah ah, you're not moving. stop that. stay where you are. sit."
her tail slides side to side against the mahogany wood while she worries at her bottom lip.
"easy there, my love, you're gonna cut your lip, quit biting at it. i know you're happy, but i really have t'open the door. i'll be quick."
his footsteps are light as he practically glides through the hallway and to the front entrance. there are then a series of clicks as the lycanthrope works at the locks and swings open the door.
"you're a fuckin' lifesaver." are the first word he speaks before he's embracing the man in front of him with a small smile.
"don't mention it mate. easy, james, easy. you're gonna tug me across the fuckin' house if y'don't quit tugging. i swear he's much better with a cock in his fuckin' ass and a muzzle."
"i get it, the training sucks, mate. don't worry. she's in her room. the one across the hall." remus chortles squatting down so he can scratch softly behind james' ear.
the action has the pup's tail thumping so erratically it thwacks roughly against his owner's calf. "okay, okay, quit it. i know you're excited, pup, but behave. come on, we'll go see her."
sirius toes off his shoes at the entrance, the cool bite of the hardwood biting at his exposed heel through the hole in his sock.
he's nearly yanked down the width of the house as james goes to find his mate, who's still perched on her bottom, hands pressed neatly against her lap with her silicone cock still nestled deep within her.
"shit, man, she's dripping all over the floor. poor girl." sirius tuts, leaning down to hook his left fingers into the deep red color that fits snugly around james' neck while his right unhook the puppy's leash.
"okay, okay, sit. sit." he squats down beside the brunet. "when i let you go, you are not about to pounce on her, y'hear me? you're going to be gentle, love. she's in a lot of pain. you have t'be gentle. make her feel good."
the yelp that tears itself from his throat has sirius pinching warningly at the boy's perked ear. "i know you want to fuck her int'next fuckin' tuesday, but you're gonna be gentle.. okay?"
remus stalks over, hooking a hand under her belly and eases her up onto her hands and knees, slowly easing the toy out despite her whining. "easy, girl, easy. you're okay. take some deep breaths, okay? i know it hurts but y'mate's here now. come on."
"you good?" sirius affirms, straining against the strength with which james uses to get to his girl.
"yeah, go right ahead."
james bounds right over to her, head immediately nuzzling into the junction between her jugular and clavicle and nosing at the healed bite mark. he's lapping anxiously at her, inhaling the very scent that has been permeating his every thought since they padded up the front steps.
she's mewling, hips stuttering against the carpeted floor in a voyage for any semblance of friction she can get to replace the warmth that was just removed.
pushing herself up onto her knees, she's curling her fingernails into the roots of her mate's hair, drawing him upwards and melding his wet mouth against her own.
it's messy, teeth clashing and tongues prodding messily, but it's soothing and it's satiating some of this pain.
'oh fuck, sorry, boy, forgot to help you with your boxers, mate." sirius tuts, sliding his fingers under the hem of the elastic band and easing it off the squirming boy's thick thighs and calves.
his cock is firm against his toned chest, weeping angrily as the rouging tip bobs.
upon his knees as well, the sickly sweet scent of your head is sending him into a rut, and james' mind is going completely blank. he's fucking up into your ribs without a second thought, the pup's hips rutting forward sans hesitation.
"okay, okay, come on, james, come on." sirius bites back laughter as he eases the boy off the girl, whilst remus helps her ease back into her submissive stance, hips pressed upward and chest pressed into the ground.
james, once released, scrambles forward, and with the help of remus, who holds aside her tail, immediately dives for her cunt. his nose is prodding at the ribbed ring of her ass while he suckles at the slick that's dribbling out of her aching pussy and onto the carpet, tainting the fabric a darker color. it's swollen, and he's nibbling at her puffy lips, swiping his tongue through every individual fold until those juices are coating his taste buds.
his teeth quickly find her clit, and he's drawing back the hood of it with his bottom teeth, before he draws it between his lips and nurses at it.
the girl in front of him is quite literally quivering, trembling as she moans and whines and yips for something more than what she's receiving. despite the pleasure that surges through her system, she's feeling quite empty, and it aches.
"okay, okay, jamie, come on, i think she's ready t'be fucked now. so considerate of you though."
despite a low snarl, james complies, pushing himself up and steadying his large hands against the divots of her pelvis. his hips are still stuttering, his hard cock prodding uselessly at the base of her tail.
"come on, boy, you can't even aim? c'mere. c'mere, there we are. atta boy. good boy." remus praises as he helps the other pup, allowing him to slowly ease in until he's properly bottomed out inside his own pup.
her cheeks are sticky and wet with tears for all this anticipation has suddenly counted for this momentous crescendo.
"oh angel, he hasn't even started yet." remus hums with a slight chuckle lilting up his tone of voice, petting delicately at her visage. "c'mon, be good for jamie, yeah? he's gonna knot you 'n s'gonna be good, pup."
james immediately starts a good rhythm, pelvis clapping against her own with enough brute force to bruise them, despite sirius' strict instructions against such.
but she's not complaining, because every deep thrust into the depths of her cunt has her eyes rolling back and perspiration dotting her hairline.
"there's a good pup, taking his cock so well, huh?"
her head bobs slightly, before her eyes are disappearing from sight, for her eyelids are fluttering closed over them. her ears are bent and pressed down pleasingly against her skull.
however, on the other hand, james' ears are rod-straight and unmoving with every rough pump into her spongy heat. there is this unspeakable rapture that bites at every square inch of him as his hips twitch and push forward; desperate to meld himself into the girl underneath him.
he hikes a foot up, planting it up beside her so that he can meet every thrust with a tug downward of her hips.
and with that she's yelping once more, trying to squirm away with this sudden new angle that's pushing at that soft spot that has dots of black dancing across her vision.
but james is snarling in response, leaning down and sealing his teeth into the fleshy dip of her shoulder in a show of dominance.
"easy, james. easy. you're trying to help her here, not hurt her." sirius tuts, pinching at his ear once again.
"she's fine, she's just oversensitive is all. just needs a bloody knot to satiate this fucking heat. can't believe i forgot those supplements."
"you live and you learn, moons. no biggie. and james is always down for a good fuck, aren't you boy? hm? like being inside someone after always having someone inside you? attaboy."
"you said she got her shots?"
"yeah, and i also said she cried and whined about them as if the needle wasn't as big as my pinky fingernail,"
"you spoil her, rem. what else did you expect?"
"yeah but she's my good girl, aren't you, pet? you're taking his cock so well, after being stretched, hm? remmy's cock doesn't compare to his knot, does it?"
she's suspended in a state of bliss, forever wading through the opaque nothingness of her mind.
"fucked out already. poor girl." sirius shakes her head.
y/n can feel every nerve ending alight with flame as her orgasm approaches, tingling at the pit of her belly whilst james suckles anxiously at the new mark he's just gifted her.
"yeah, he's about to know, you can see it forming already.."
and then there's a momentary pause, a time in which the roaring inferno in her belly just goes silent and she forgets what has brought her to this point.
but then everything goes white hot, and nothingness. a black void overtakes her very being for a split second before it all crumbles around her.
she's trembling, squirming away with despondency, with raw trepidation of the stretch that comes with her mate's knot, but james' grip is unfaltering and strong.
she collapses forward onto her belly, knees giving out underneath her whilst the pup behind her pushes in one last time, so deep she can feel the mushroom head kissing delicately at the crest of her cervix.
with a rumbling snarl, james hooks his thumbs around the labia that hug at the base of his cock, spreading her cunt out so he can watch as his knot pushes through the vice-like walls that hug at his length and stretch her out.
a strangled moan rolls from her lips as he watches her, filling her womb with his seed and allowing it to churn there.
"there we are, good job, pups! remus coos, working with sirius to delicately roll the two of them over so that they're on their sides.
james' hips are still stuttering as he curls his broad arms around her torso, pressing the bend of her shoulder underneath his chin.
"alright, easy with her, mate, easy. she's sensitive. you're going to have to go a few more rounds after this, but she's going to be nesting, so you have to be gentle. easy. no more moving. let her calm down."
james complies, although reluctantly, and reaches down to press a searing palm against her navel to feel the swell of his cock against it.
"as much as they're pains, they are pretty fuckin' cute together."
"yeah, pads. maybe not when they're ruining my carpets."
"hey. it's puppy love. who's to argue with that?"
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c1garettebreak · 2 years
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Hey, request. Professor Sirius going to a vinyl record shop where student reader works and they end up fucking in the backroom.
𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙷𝙸𝚃 𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃♥
𝚂𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝, 𝟷𝟾+ 𝚙𝚕𝚜༺♥༻
The day was dragging; Y/N loved her job make no mistake, but the weather outside was warm and the sun was shining, causing her to long for 5pm when she could clock out. Only an hour left. She'd slipped Hard Days Night by The Beatles onto the record player a few minutes earlier and the title single was blaring from the speakers around the room. She was also the only one on shift, so the lack of social interaction with a normal human being (ie not a hipster boasting of their 'rare' test or old men being assholes) was driving her crazy. The bell on the door rang out as she partially sulked, but she pulled a smile onto her face to greet the customer coming through the door. Shit...
Her music history professor, Sirius Black, walked through the door. Panicked, Y/N ducked below the counter. There were many problems with the current situation. One: she was dressed entirely inappropriately to be seen by her professor, the weather had caused her to opt for a white crop top that was essentially see through, denim shorts, fishnets and boots, she knew such a well educated man would judge her appearance. Two: Fuck, he had to be the most gorgeous man walking the earth, which was a problem; she could feel herself getting wet during every single one of his lectures.
"Y/N?" His smooth voice rang out throughout the shop. "Is that you?"
She mentally prepared herself for the worse, grabbed a box from the floor and stood up straight.
"Professor Black? What a lovely surprise!" Her voice feigned innocence as she placed the box on the desk. She couldn't help but clock how his eyes focused on her tits that were clearly visible through her top. Y/N brushed the feeling away.
"Are you looking for anything in particular?" She asked quickly, wandering out from behind the desk. Sirius stuttered.
"Uh... no just having a browse." His eyes were dark, he was usually such a gentle, charasmatic man, but today he was tenser. She watched from in front of the desk as he browsed, her hands barely focused on the stock she was meant to be unpacking from the boxes.
"Did you choose the music?" He asked casually, moving closer to her. Something in the air was thickening.
"Uh yeah I did." Y/N smiled, attempting to keep her voice from shaking. He smirked. He had a few records underneath his leather clad arm.
"Good choice. There isn't a back room or anything I could give these a listen to in is there?"
Y/N was bent over the table in the back room as Prince played from the speakers. Sirius was balls deep in her pussy, ramming her animalisticly, her hair bunched in his fist as he pulled tighter with every thrust.
"Fucking dirty slut." He grunted as her pussy squeezed his dick tightly, his size stretching her out to perfection. Her moans were almost louder than the pounding speakers. He spanked her ass sharply with his hand as she bucked up into him, the pain sharply amplifying her pleasure. "You're a slut huh aren't you? Tell me how much of a slut you are."
"Yes I'm a slut sir, always thinking about you fucking me." Y/N's words made him laugh evilly, his pace quickening even though she thought it impossible.
"Thinking of fucking me huh? Little stupid whore." Sirius' hand let her hair go and he instead brought his hands up to squeeze her neck, pulling her back flush with his chest. His belt buckle dug deliciously into her ass. "Bet you wore that fucking excuse for a crop top to try and get fucked huh?"
Y/N could barely answer anymore, the pain from him choking her neck caused her to spasm against his body, tears threatening to fall from her eyes.
"Bet you wanna cum right?" He teased, never letting up his grip. "Go on then, cum you fucking bitch." His words tipped her over the edge as he released his grip from her throat. Y/N's orgasm came over her in a wave, crashing her body. Her legs let out below her as she came over his cock.
"Thankyou sir fuck." She moaned as he continued to fuck into her.
"Pretty girls like you always get what you want. But I also get what I want." Sirius, pulled her even closer to him, using his hands to support her thighs. "And I'm gonna fucking cum in you." She moaned at his dominance. Sirius kept rutting into her even though he knew she was struggling to take it. The tightness from her spent pussy tipped him over into ecstasy, his cum shooting into her and filling her up completely. He pulled out and watched his cum leak from her.
"What a perfect cunt."
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soapyblubbles · 7 months
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⋆。˙ runaway pets ˙。⋆
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pairings: dark regulus + dark poly marauders
warnings: NON-CON, DUB-CON, implied kidnapping, threesome, implied fivesome, voyeurism, overstimulation, (light) slapping, choking, stockholm syndrome, smoking, shotgunning, pet names, etc.
a/n: please enjoy the much more comprehensive version of one of my very first works. there were a lot of inconsistencies and issues with the first version. I added a lot more detail to this and it honestly feels more like a one-shot than a drabble now. i'll add the unedited version at the bottom just incase anyone wants to take a peak. anyways, happy reading <3
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“I told you it’d be worse if you went to get help.” Regulus sits on one end of the bed, a small indulgent smile flitting across his lips. As if nothing was wrong. 
As if you weren’t being fucked within an inch of your life.
You turn your head to him, breathless pants leaving your mouth as Remus continues to rock into you. His hips slap into your own at a steady pace. How long had he been sitting there?
The air is stifling, sweat beading along your forehead and the small of your back. The arm around your waist only adds to the oppressive feeling, Remus’ strong grip keeping you upright and in place.
Your arms shake from exertion, and you have to force your hands to unclench from where they’re fisting the damp sheets.
With a whimper, you reach for Regulus, trying to find the comfort you once found in him before it all. Before he had selfishly stole you away. Before you knew of the darkness lingering just beneath the surface.
You weakly try to pry off the arm wrapped around you, but it doesn’t budge. It only tightens, pulling you up until your back hits Remus’ firm chest.
“Want sir now. Please- Remmy-” The lanky brunette ignores you, muttering something unintelligible into your neck as his thrusts speed up. Your attention was stolen from him. He doesn’t like that- not one bit.
Your face crumples at the silent dismissal, the tears you’d been holding in falling just as you reach another trembling high.
“Please, m’sorry sir- c-can we please go home now?” You gasp out. Your limbs burn, they have been for a while you suppose, but still you try to ignore it, concentrating on just Regulus for now.
But he only hums noncommittally, standing as he makes his way to the makeshift bar in the corner of the room. Regulus rubs his jaw in mock thought, scrutinizing the scene before him while he pours himself a glass of firewhiskey. The smell of cinnamon saturates the air, adding to the heavy atmosphere.
“Thought you wanted to come here-“ He gestures around the room, lazily draping himself on the nearby armchair. “For help.” The last word is said with a sneer and laced with so much venom that you balk.
Even though you can tell he’s done arguing about it, you still sob out: “I’ll be good- promise.”
You hear Sirius let out a scoff. He’s leaning against the headboard, his shirt unbuttoned and a lit cigarette in hand, doing nothing but watching as his friends ruin you.
He’d been the one to call Regulus when you came running to their house, barefoot and in nothing but a frail, white nightgown. “You’re already being good here, pup- s’no use in leaving.” He makes his way towards you, squishing your cheeks together, your lips forming an o-shape.
He blows smoke into your mouth, smirking when you cough at the burn. “Y’already gonna be punished anyway, might as well do that here- ain’t that right Reggie?”
Regulus rolls his eyes, breaking his normally composed demeanor. “Don’t call me-”
“Hush, I can’t focus when you lot keep talkin.” James' speech is slurred as he speaks up, moving his head slightly from between your legs. He pays no mind to the way Remus pumps in and out of you. His mouth is so close to where the two of you meet that you can feel his cool breath against your clit as he talks.
“S’annoying.”  
You clench around Remus at the feeling, and the man in question groans, giving you a particularly rough thrust.
James goes back to work at that, humming softly as he drinks in yours and Remus’ juices. You let out a another strangled moan, instinctively trying to tilt your hips away.
Instantly Sirius’ face darkens with anger, “Uh-uh, I don’t think so puppy.” A hand shoots out to grab the base of your neck as James’ hands grip the front of your thighs tightly.
“Don’t fuckin’ run away from him- you understand?” 
You nod shakily, chest rising and falling quickly as you watch him with unseeing eyes.
“Just take it like a good girl, princess.” James cooes, lightly nibbling on the inside of your thigh. You let out a startled yelp.
“What d’you say bunny?” Remus asks from behind you, hips slowing as he tries to find that spot. Trying to coax the words out of you. You whine, unable to answer until Sirius gingerly slaps your cheek, raising a sharp brow at you.
“M’sorry- m’so sorry Jamie.” Your head is spinning, an ache growing until it becomes practically mind numbing.
At this point it’s all you can focus on.
“Thought I taught you better than that pet.” Regulus chides, clicking his tongue in disappointment. He looks only slightly more disheveled than before. His hair is not neatly combed back like it was earlier, and his tie considerably loosened. His fingers dig into the cushioned arms of the chair, the veins in his forearms flexing in a way that makes your mouth water.
You lick your lips. “Sir-”
Remus shushes you. “S’ okay bunny- y’just have to make it up to him.” You cry out as he brushes against your g-spot, finally finding what he’s been looking for this whole time.
Each hit of his hips is aimed perfectly, giving you no room to breathe until you’re a gasping mess.
James’ mouth certainly doesn’t help. His warm tongue suckles at your clit, unrelenting as he brings you to that exhilarating peak over and over again.
Eventually he breaks away, wiping the wetness around his mouth with the back of his hand. A feral grin forms as he pushes the hair away from your face, cupping your teary cheeks. “That wasn’t so bad now was it? You can take a little more, right?”
Sirius answers before you can even think to open your mouth, a mocking frown on his face. “I don’t know about that Prongs- she seems a right mess already, huh? Don’t think she can go on.” He slaps between your legs, and a panicked moan startles its way out of you. 
You quickly come undone, so worked up from before, but the torment doesn’t end there.
“I think you're right, Pads.” James murmurs, as he slips his fingers through the mess of your cunt, the tips of his fingers grazing the base of Remus’ cock.
It’s enough to startle a groan out of him.
Sirius grabs onto your hips, reaching around James to take control of the even pace Remus set. “C’mon pup, make a mess on Moony’s cock- be a good little cockslut for us.”
He bounces you viscously atop Remus, everyone watching intently as you become a drooling mess.
Your set your lidded gaze on Regulus, whose self-control looks like it’s seconds away from snapping. 
Yet he makes no move to stop the situation.
“Come on princess- fuckin’ come for us. Make a fucking mess.” James growls into your ear, pinching your clit roughly. Tears well in your eyes, body tensing as you are, yet again, pushed off the edge.
“Fuck- such a good bunny.” Remus curses. 
Sirius and James mock your high pitched cries, taking a sadistic pleasure in watching you sob at the overstimulation.
Your limbs go slack, Remus panting heavily as he fucks you through it all, his breath fanning against your neck. He kisses your temple softly and you whine, barely able to move, even as the aftershocks flow through you. 
The three continue to overstimulate you, and Remus lets out a breathy chuckle when Sirius lets go of your hips, letting you fall face first into James’ chest.
“S’your turn princess. We’re not doing all the work for you- besides you still have three more cocks to go.”
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vlouette · 2 months
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I love soft James, clingy James but think about James who'd whisper dirty things to regulus in the worst moments. James who'd pin regulus against the wall and say the most unhinged thing ever. James being very possessive. Dark James, just think of it.
That James Potter will always live in my head rent free.
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moondustinfj · 4 months
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Remus lupin my one and only forever and always
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myfictionaldreams · 5 months
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Day 29: Coercion/Blackmail - Dark!Marauders
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Summary: They were waiting for the ideal chance to find you alone and the perfect opportunity arose when they saw you on the Marauder's map as you were sneaking around the Restricted section of the library.
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, dubious content, mean!marauders, Slytertherin!Reader, manipulation, coercion, blackmail, threatening, scent smelling, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, restrained, panty sniffing, masturbation, nearly caught, dacryphilia
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“Well, well, well boys, look who we’ve got here”, James boasted, shuffling over to where Sirius and Remus sat on either end of the Gryffindor sofa, leaving enough space for him to squeeze in between. The Gryffindor Seeker sat with a smug grin on his handsome face as he displayed the Marauders map for both of his friends to see, pointing directly in the middle where your name hovered.
“Is she in the restricted section of the library?” Remus asked, leaning closer to James to make sure that what he was reading was true.
James looked between Remus and Sirius, still grinning so wide that his cheeks ached, “Yes, she is, Moony. Our slithery little friend seems to be sneaking around in naughty places that she shouldn’t be”.
Sirius sighed heavenly, his body melting back into the overused cushions of the maroon sofa. “Today really is my lucky day”, he admired, all the cruel intentions flashing through his mind with the opportunity presented to him. You were their favourite plaything and had been since the first year. Being in Slytherin, you were natural enemies with the Gryffindors, but as much grief as they gave you, you were always quick to give it back, so it was a constant repeat as to who could best the other.
Now, the opportunity was too perfect for them to pass up on. There you were, in the middle of the night, in the restriction section of the library with no one around, and oh, they were more than ready to confront you. James thought about bringing along his invisibility cloak, but as they were all grown, there wasn’t much space to squish them beneath, so it was easier to use the map to see if there was anyone on the route that they would bump into.
You cursed quietly under your breath; you hated the restricted section. It felt so eerie and dark. However, you were researching some unsanitary subjects that couldn’t be found in the books without chains wrapped around them. Lifting the lamp above your head, you continued to search for the relevant topic, keeping your breathing slow and shallow to listen for any signs that one of the Professors was on patrol nearby.
As you searched through the third row of books, you heard the shuffle of multiple footsteps. Your heart immediately jumped into your throat as you blew out the candle in your lamp and rushed deeper into the restricted section to hide in a dark corner.
“I’d stop running if I were you, little snake. We know you’re here”, Sirius taunted with a cheerful tone to show how delighted he was to be in this situation.
The tip of your wand, defiantly pointing towards them, was what they saw first of you as they held up their wands for light. “What the fuck are you three doing here?” you asked pointedly, rolling your eyes and relaxing the tension that had built since you’d heard the noise.
The three Marauders gathered around you, forming a semi-circle, boxing you into the bookshelf. Even though the four of you were always at loggerheads, you weren’t actually threatened by them. In fact, things between you were borderline between enemies with benefits. They were always upfront about their attraction to you and would frequently tease you because of it. So far, nothing had occurred other than fleeting kisses, but every time the four of you were alone together, the tension was palpable in the atmosphere. You enjoyed this cat-and-mouse game that had developed; even though they were beautiful men, you couldn’t think of anything worse than sleeping with Gryffindors, especially with the rising suspicion from the other Slytherins.
Lowering your wand and tucking it into the pocket of your robe, your eyes flicked between each of them and sharply asked, “How the fuck do you three always find me? Are you stalking me?”
The back of James’ fingers stroked across your cheekbone. A touch that you didn’t flinch away from but gently shoved his hand away as he reached your jaw. Shaking his messy black hair, James smirked, his hazel eyes devouring you in the darkness of his lamp resting on the bookshelf beside you.
Remus’ head condescendingly tilted to the left, “We were just worried for your wellbeing. The restricted section isn’t exactly a welcome place for students”.
It was your turn to develop a smirk as you looked over his body, remembering the event from last week. “You know better than most that I can look after myself, Lupin”. Last Tuesday, he’d accidentally stepped into the way of you practising a particularly brutal jinx during defence against the dark arts.
Remus’ eyelids lowered, so he looked at you through his eyelashes, “I didn’t properly thank you for that one, did I?” Even though he was being sarcastic, you didn’t miss the severe undertone to his baritone voice.
“Poor Moony here had to spend the night in the hospital wing. You’re lucky he’s still just as handsome as before”, Sirius mocks, reaching to grip his friend's face and shaking his head for emphasis until Remus shoves him away.
Once more, you’re rolling your eyes at their antics. “Well, maybe Lupin should watch where he’s walking next time I practise spells”.
James shifts closer as he stands to your left, his body casually leaning against the bookcase, “So hostile tonight, Princess. Do you need some way to get your anger out? I know the perfect way”.
Your eyes seemed to be in a constant state of rolling, finding James’ words more annoying than serious as he licked his bottom lip suggestively.
“Maybe I don’t like being interrupted when trying to do something important. So, why don’t you three run back to your little Gryffindor hiding hole?”.
James cocks his head to the side as he looks back at Sirius and Remus, who has stepped even closer, causing the apples of your cheeks to warm at the increasing temperature, even in the creepy section of the library.
“You know, Moony, I do recall you being head boy”, James casually remarks to Remus, who grins, the pink scars that were still healing down his cheeks stretching with the movement. Glancing down, he held up the shiny pin attached to his pristinely knotted tie, showing you the badge.
“You’d be correct about that, Prongs”.
Sirius now steps forward, mimicking James’ stands, but this time to your right, leaving Remus between them and directly in front of you. “I’d love to know Moony. What would the head boy say to a sneak snake wandering around the castle in the middle of the night and the restricted area no less?” Sirius asks with a fake, quizzical look on his handsome face as some of his long hair slips from behind his ear, causing a sinister shadow to hide part of his smirk.
“Well, Padfoot, I would say to that certain little snake that she was breaking a handful of school rules and deserves to have points taken away from her, a weekend of detentions and the head of Slytherin to be woken and informed”.
You scoff, looking between the three of them as your arms folded across your chest. “Ha ha. You’re hilarious, boys”, your voice is laced with sarcasm, “Your scare tactics won’t work with me”.
“Oh really?” Remus continued, stepping forward and raising his hands to rest on either side of your head, pressing into the chains surrounding the books as he dropped his head to be eye level with you. “The thing is, Love, I’m not joking. Why would I abuse my powers like that?” Glancing over his shoulder to Sirius, he asked, “How long do you think it would take you to get to Slughorn’s office? A couple of minutes?” he turned back towards you. “I’m sure he could get there before you do. Professor Slughorn will be very interested to hear why his favourite student is walking around the restricted section in the middle of the night, don’t you agree?”
Your stomach twisted with unease as your confident exterior began to crack. “Why the fuck would you three care where I am? It’s got nothing to do with any of you. I could just as well wake up Professor McGonagall and tell her you’re all out of bed”.
Remus purses his lips as he fakes contemplation, but it is Sirius who speaks next, joy evident in his voice, “Ah, you see, the thing is beautiful; there’s three of us and only one of you. All it would take is one of us to hold you here and another to go and wake our friend Sluggie. And oh, would you look at that? There’s still one of us spare to help hold you down”.
Your heartbeat begins to increase, causing palpitations beneath your ribs as your anxiety begins to take over. “You guys aren’t funny, you know. You’re wasting my time.” You attempted to keep the facade up that you weren’t bothered by their words, but you knew they weren’t messing around.
Remus suddenly grips your cheeks, causing you to startle and jolt at the rough hold he had, squishing your lips out and forcing your eyes to look only up at him. “We aren’t joking around. We think it’s about time the Slytherins stop getting away with everything, and what better example to use than their silver star? I’m sure you’d continue to be everyone’s favourite when I take away; hmm, would 50 house points be sufficient?”
Your heart felt like it would pound out of your chest as you stepped closer to him, now toe to toe, and the tips of your noses nearly brushed together as you tried to look as vicious as possible. “50?! What the fuck is your problem, Lupin?” As you spoke, your fingers reached into your robe to grab your wand, but James was quicker, muttering expelliamous and catching your wand with his nimble fingers.
James tutted, shoving your wand into his pocket within his robe, “You know, Moony, I think another 10 points for the bad language might be a good idea. Why don’t you do that, and Padfoot will go and wake up our favourite potions master?”
You were breathing at a dizzying pace as you looked away from Remus to watch with fear as Sirius began to strut away, his arms swinging leisurely. “Wait! Wait, please!” Sirius stopped walking, turning to look over his shoulder to show you the dazzling smile and quipped up his eyebrow as he waited for you to continue. “What- What do you guys want?” you couldn’t help the stutter, shoulders dropping in defeat as you slumped back against the uncomfortable bookcase.
The long-haired Marauder swaggered back over, delighting evidence on his face as he returned to leaning beside you. A single finger grazes beneath your chin, hooking onto the end and tilting your face towards James as he bragged, “You know what we want”.
Of course, you knew, it was all they ever asked with their perverted minds, always talking with their dicks and then their hearts. It had always been a joke because that was all you had taken it for, a hilarious, sleazy joke.
“That’s always been a joke, so quit playing around”, you say, but the fighting your voice has dimmed.
“Does it look like we’re joking?” James asks.
“So what is this? You’re all blackmailing me so that you can get your dicks wet? I’m sure there are plenty of other pathetic girls who would be more than happy to do what you’re asking”, you say with as much venom as you can muster, but there was no denying the core-clenching pulse that ran through your pussy.
“Oh honey, you know it’s not our dicks that we want to get wet, and there’s no other cunt we’d rather be licking than yours”, Sirius says, tilting his head up to talk in his sweet purr that had your thighs squeezing together in an attempt to relieve some tension that had increased tenfold in your clit. All three of the men in front of you noticed the movement and had to adjust their stances, seeming to be as tall and intimidating as possible, but that only made you more horny.
With all of the previous times that they had made sexual advances, they had not once mentioned their own pleasure. All they’d ever asked and begged to do was have a taste of your pussy.
‘Give us a taste’, ‘I bet you’re nice and sweet’, ‘I can get you gushing against my tongue, Princess’.
It was always comments like these that had you either jinxing them, rolling your eyes or simply walking away to the comfort of your bed, curtains closed so you could imagine the acts with your fingers between your legs. It was almost a daily occurrence that you masturbated to the thought of the three of them in your bed, and it would be easy just to give in and say yes to their requests. Still, you would never lower yourself to sleeping with a Gryffindor, let alone the three most arrogant and infamous students throughout Hogwarts.
However, now you were stuck between a rock and a hard place. You knew that if you said no, you could have the detention and deducted points, and they would happily walk you down to Slughorn's office. But, to be truthful, there was a small part of you that was becoming bored with the cat-and-mouse chase, that part being your cunt.
Sirius replaced the finger under your chin, turning you to look up at home, “So? What do you say? We don’t expect anything from you, but each of us gets a taste, and we’ll let you go on your merry way”.
You sigh through your nose, chewing on your bottom lip as you contemplate your answer, even though you know already what you are going to say. “I know I’m going to regret this”.
Sirius moves so close that you can see the different shades of grey in his eyes, “Trust me, Sweetheart, you aren’t going to regret this for a second. I can guarantee that”.
Your eyes flick between his and his dangerous lips, a movement that has him grinning and showing his perfectly pearly teeth, knowing your answer because you even say it.
“Fine. But I’m not touching any of you, and after, you have to promise that you’ll let me walk away without losing any points or waking up Slughorn”.
“Your wish is our command, ma’am” James dramatically bows to add to the performance.
Your sigh brushes over Sirius’ face as you move back to look at them individually. “So how do you want to do this? Shall we go to a classroom or something?”
Remus shakes his head, nodding towards your skirt, “Take off your underwear”.
Okay, so they were expecting to do it in the middle of the restricted section of the library. You were thankful for wearing a skirt to keep some of your modesty as you shimmied the material down your legs and stepped out of it. Before you could hide them in your pocket, Sirius was snatching them from your hands and stuffed them into his back pocket.
As your mouth snapped open to argue with him to give the underwear back, Remus was distracting you by dropping onto his knees. As he lifted the edge of your skirt, Sirius and James grabbed onto a leg each and lifted you to sit on the shelf of the bookcase, holding each limb up until your knees were as close to your chest as possible, spreading you open for Remus.
All you were able to do was hold onto the sturdy shelf above your head, fumbling with your words with how embarrassed you were to be completely exposed to them all as the positioning of your legs now pushed your skirt away.
Remus groaned hungrily, taking a deep sniff as he leaned in close. You gaped at him, internally cringing and embarrassed that he was actually smelling your arousal. Before you could tell him to stop, his hands were roughly parting your folds, presenting your dripping hole further for him as your hips bucked at the contact. It was filthy watching him stick his long tongue out and lick a long strip from your perineum up to your engorged clit.
His big green eyes never left yours, and you were captivated by looking away, crying out and needing more as it truly dawned on you that this was actually happening. Remus seemed to simultaneously be touching all parts of your cunt with his wet, wide tongue, digging into your clenching hole, slurping out the juices that were seeping out and then lewdly sucking on your bundle of nerves until you were whining from the overstimulation.
It was all Remus had ever wanted, and it seemed he was good at it, and for a second, you regretted all the time wasted having said no to them all. Your fingers dropped to hold onto his head, keeping him close and using it to try and buc your hips to ride his face, but with the men holding up your legs, it was difficult to move.
If he was spelling your name with his tongue against your clit, he was delving it as deep within your cunt as possible. The noises coming from both you and him were filthy, and it took an embarrassingly short amount of time before you were cuming, eyes closing and head tilting back as your walls clamped down around his tongue in quick bursts of euphoria. 
He didn’t stop stimulating you until you were slumping back against the books, and Sirius was quick to drop your leg and replace the positions with Remus, dropping to his knees in front of you as Remus stood, still licking his lips and holding onto your leg.
To their credit, they only used their mouths, and for a minute, you had contemplated begging for more, but your ego kept your lips sealed tightly. Sirius didn’t give you any time to try and catch your breath before he had his own taste, his mouth warmer than Remus’. With his tongue sticking out, he shook his head like he was trying to dig his way right into the centre of your core.
Your fingers were sliding through his silky hair, pulling on him to try and get him to slow down, but he liked the pain that came with the hair pulling, so it only pushed him on further. Sirius's hands rested on your hips, pulling your body onto the edge of the shelf so he could move his face harder against you. As he fucked your pussy with his tongue, he pushed the tip of his nose against your clit, sending scorching pleasure into your abdomen.
Just as you were on the very brink of an orgasm, Sirius’ mouth disappeared from you entirely so he could watch your body tremble and pulse with the need to cum but not be given the proper stimulation for it.
“Fucking hell Sirius, just let me cum already!” you hissed at him, losing some of the control over the situation.
Sirius doesn’t say a word, but he does laugh heartedly as his face attached to your mound once more, delving between your folds and licking until you were cumming with mind-spinning pleasure.
James didn’t even wait until your orgasm had subsided before he pulled back Sirius’ head and shoved him out of the way, dropping to his knees and beginning his feast. Sirius didn’t argue with him but stood to hold onto your leg, the lower half of his face gleaming with juices and pink from being rubbed against.
The glasses on James’ face were cold against your skin as the rim of them pressed into your mound. He gathered as much spit onto the tip of his tongue and let it drip over your pussy, spreading it around with his tongue until you were as sloppy as possible.  This only added more pleasure to do, feeling how wet everything was down there, the whisps of air cooling certain areas before he was back sucking and licking at it.
Just as you were getting into it and falling into the pleasure that was causing your body to jolt as you were becoming extremely overstimulated, a heavy thump sounded from the entrance to the library. A breath later, all of the lamps were extinguished by Remus’ wand, descending you all into darkness as you anticipated them all to stop. Except, they didn’t. James continued as if nothing had changed, but now his hand was covering your mouth to help keep your moans muffled.
You were beyond tense, hands shoving at any body part of the three men you could reach, trying to stop them from holding you in place. A faint light glowed from a few rows away, and to your horror, you realised just how close you were to being caught by one of the professors, being held down and eaten out by three men.
It was so overwhelming that a few tears escaped the corner of your eye as a quiet sob slipped from your chest. Remus pushed his body in closer, “Shhh Princess, it’s ok. Once you cum for prongs, this all stops”.
Thankfully, as he finished talking, the light began to disappear, and the Professor decided there was no use checking the restricted section as there was never anyone this far into the room. With the light gone, you could finally lose control, still crying as James sucked violently for as long as he could against your clit until you were bucking your hips and flooding his mouth with squirt as you came hard.
It took a long couple of seconds for your pussy to calm down from the orgasm, but even as your walls stopped contracting, they still continued to throb in time with your heartbeat. Your entire body was aching, especially your legs and chest from where you’d been crying. The lights of their lamps were illuminated once more to reveal James looking at a piece of parchment, announcing that the coast was clear. You didn’t have the energy to ask what he was holding as Remus and Sirius helped your feet back to the ground.
With your legs now together, you could feel just how swollen and puffy your clit and folds were from being poked and prodded by three mouths. Your knees also struggled to hold your weight as you clung to Remus, who helped you stay upright and find the energy to stand by yourself.
For once, there are no condescending or mean words coming from him as he gently cups the back of your head and strokes the space between your shoulders in calm circles as your sobs slow to a quiet hiccup.
Eventually, as the clock tower bell chimes to symbolise that it is 2 a.m., you are able to pull away from Remus, wiping the wetness from your face with the back of your robe and then straightening your skirt. Glancing over to Sirius, you held out a hand to him and a hand to James.
James gave you back your wand, but Sirius simply patted himself down and looked at you with a frown, “Hmm, seems I’ve lost your underwear. Sorry, Princess”.
You don’t have the energy to argue with him as you sigh, “You don’t tell a soul about what’s happened here.” You point your finger at each of them, but James responds.
“Wouldn’t dream of telling anyone. But I will be dreaming about you tonight when I’m touching my cock with your taste still in my mouth”.
Your face heats with embarrassment as your eyes trained on the floor, lifting your lamp and beginning to limp away, trying to hold as much dignity as possible. Still, it was difficult with how uncomfortable and sensitive you were feeling, depending on bookcases to lean on as you made your way out of the library and back towards the Slytherin common room.
As soon as you are out of sight, Sirius sighs, dropping hushed back against the bookcase you were just leaning on and unzips his pants, pulling your underwear that he hadn’t lost from out of his pocket and holding it up to his face. With his cock free, he has no shame as he touches himself vigorously and, in a matter of seconds, cums all over the floor.
Remus frowns, looking down at the thick globs decorating the floor, “Really, Padfoot? You couldn’t wait until we were back to the dormitory?”
“I’ve never had blue balls like that in my life. It was fucking hurting Moony, give me a break”.
Remus shifts his own cock in the restraint of his trousers as James says over his shoulder, “She's heading straight towards  Filch. Shouldn’t we go and stop her?”
Rems peers over his friend's shoulder, looking at the open Marauders map and watches as your name floats towards Filch. The tallest Marauder shrugs, “No, it’ll teach her a lesson about being out of bed after hours”. They all share a dark grin and begin to gather their stuff before walking out of the library.
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heartshiii · 4 months
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Just Padfoot consoling Reggie every time he finds him crying in the Astronomy Tower because he knows he won't be able to do it as his human self :')
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I love them so much *sobs quietly*
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If you want to find me I'll be quietly crying in a corner
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Regulus Black had a rescued black cat through all of his seven years at Hogwarts. His name was different according to all his friends, what Regulus didn’t want to admit was that his real name was Mr Snuffles, as Regulus had first found him at five or six. Sirius was the only one that knew about this.
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slumber party ( regulus black + reader )
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summary: regulus black ends up crashing the slumber party and needless to say, he has other plans for you.
warnings: minors, for the love of all that is good please do not interact: slight innocence kink!, some somnophilia, noncon elements, overall dark content, perverted regulus black, oblivious friends.
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"regulus! you need to be quiet before my parents hear." pandora scolded him through gritted teeth. the two of you were grabbing onto his arms to pull him up to your window after he had so valiantly made the climb up from the ground. pandora's parents were long asleep by now and were under the impression that you, her, and dorcas were all having a slumber party. an innocent slumber party between the girls. that was, of course, until regulus sent owl after owl begging to come over.
regulus flopped onto the bedroom floor with a thud, using the palm of his hands to pull himself up and the rest of himself through the window. "hey! you try climbing that vine-" regulus objected as pandora closed the window.
"what? crouch and rosier too busy for you?" dorcas laughed, causing a giggle to escape not only your lips but pandora's as well.
"not sure. didn't even ask." regulus announced, he moved over to the edge of pandora's blue bed and sat down beside you. one of his arms went to wrap around your shoulder. it was friendly, and yet, his arm pulled you in close. his fingertips grazed the bare skin of your thigh before resting his arm behind you. his side was touching yours but he didn't even do as much as look at you. "i would much rather be here with you girls to be honest." regulus confessed, his green eyes finally looking down to meet your own. he only caught your eyes for a moment, maybe two, before he looked back to the group of girls.
"yeah, sure. whatever you say, reggie." you quipped lightly, a smile tearing at the corners of your mouth. regulus turned back to you, grey eyes narrowing as you let out a small giggle.
"i'm being serious!" regulus exclaimed, putting his hands up playfully. pandora's eyes narrowing on him. "please, continue what you were doing. i would love to participate." he urged to them.
"no way! y/n was talking about boys-" dorcas was quick to throw you under the bus, chuckling a bit as she did so. you face went pink and your legs were soon brought up to your chest.
"no i wasn't!" you yelped in a failed attempt to defend yourself and get your friends to shut their fucking mouths'.
"okay fine she was talking about a boy-" pandora chimed in you grabbed a near by stuffy on her bed and threw it at her head. the blonde dodged only to snicker.
"a boy?" regulus questioned, raising one of his slender eyebrows. "what's this boys name?" regulus question, he was seething with obvious jealousy and you were sulking in embarrassment.
"there's no boy- can we please just talk about something else?" you were practically begging your friends at this point. the sides of your face were turning practically as pink as your pajamas. regulus's eyes did not move from you, his dark wisps of hair falling in his face practically begging you for an answer with his eyes.
"fine, fine. we were going to make hex bags. you can help." pandora insisted to him before moving to the side of the room to grab supplies. your face was still pink from the embarrassment, knowing before regulus you were talking about him. more or less, gushing over those dark eyes before he game scaling the side of pandora's house.
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the four of you had spent many of hours of the night eating pumpkin cakes and making hex bags. regulus was by your side the entire time. his arm would sometimes slip behind you, his breath would brush against the bare skin of your shoulders or the back of your neck. regulus couldn't seem to keep his eyes off you in your little sleep set the entire night. this was perhaps the first time he had seen you in something so revealing before. regulus would sometimes allow his fingers to dance gently across the skin of your thighs as he reached for something, just to get a feeling of your soft skin. it was rare he was able to find access to your thighs without being obvious he was doing so, especially with them being exposed as they were tonight.
when the late hours of the night passed there was an agreeance to get some rest. the sun had set long ago and regulus found you yawning every now again in conversation. pandora and dorcas were sleeping on her twin bed, bundled in their own blankets with their head towards the others feet. you and regulus were sleeping on the floor, however, covered in blankets and pillows regulus was so close to you. he would watch as you welcomed slumber quickly, snoozing off innocently.
he would wait though, until an hour passed. making sure everyone had been deep in their own sleep. in an ideal situation pandora and dorcas wouldn't be here, but the opportunity to get close to you presented itself and regulus couldn't refuse. especially now, so close he could touch you. the slytherin boy slid himself closer to you slightly. your bodies nearly touching as regulus slid his hand into the waist band of his pants. he could feel himself growing tender just by the sent of your hair. regulus breathed your sent in again as you slept soundly. with a hand wrapped around the base of his cock regulus began to feverishly pump himself in his own pants.
the black haired boy knew he would be thinking about you in these little pink shorts for weeks to come. that the very curvature of your ass was enough to take him, but the fact he could see your tender nipples poking through the silk of the top? that was enough to milk regulus dry. he had remembered the first time he was able to get a look up your skirt. when he had dropped a pencil by accident and gotten a single glance at your clothed cunt through your plush thighs. he thought of it each night, wishing he could live under your skirt. regulus let out a little grunt it was soft and quiet not enough to wake anyone but enough for him to scold himself. regulus knew he should just look at you, watch your breathing as your tits rose and fall, look at the bit of your ass that was falling from your little shorts. but temptation was getting the best of him. he figured, he could touch you, only if he had been gentle about it. not to wake you. even in his own lustful state he understood the gravity of what he was doing but he couldn't seem to help himself. not when he lusted for you day and night.
regulus allowed his nimble finger tips to dance across the skin of your stomach reaching under the silk of your shirt. carefully his finger tips traveled over your perky nipples. he had to bite his own lip as he throbbed in his pants and into his own hand, which was no pumping harder then before. regulus's eyes moved in the dark to make sure you were still asleep, your hadn't even twitched. regulus soon allowed his fingers move to the waist band of your little sleep shorts. he knew he shouldn't, but you were out cold and despite his better judgement he couldn't resist himself.
regulus allowed his fingers to slide down the waist band of your shorts grunting slightly as the tips of his fingers met your warm cunt. you weren't even wearing any underwear. not so innocent after all, regulus thought to himself. the tip of his fingers made their way to your warm folds, his hand pumping faster as he realized you were already wet. "fuck," regulus grumbled beneath his own breath. his fingers pushed past your folds and made their way quickly to your clit, rubbing little circles into your clit. regulus could feel himself at the brink of his own orgasm, as he could feel the wetness of your cunt slick around his fingers, his eyes watching as your face contorted in your sleep to the feeling of his fingers, and his own lust only growing.
regulus didn't even realize how fast he begun to move his fingers around your clit, as he did so at the pace of his own fist around his cock. chasing his own high. you were moaning in your sleepy, quiet little moans, that only made regulus more feverish. regulus would reach his own orgasm, cumming in his own pants as he removed his fingers from within you and brought them to his lips. you tasted sweet. regulus had decided then and there he would put his face in that cunt of yours if it was the very last thing he ever did.
regulus was just about to turn over and finally get some rest now that he was covered in his own cum, when he heard a voice, your voice. it was no more then a mumble but you were speaking to him. "reggie, why did you stop?"
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Pairing: dark! Sirius Black x fem! Reader
Warnings: NSFW, dry-humping, yandere themes, non-consensual touching, obsessive and toxic behavior, drugging, don’t read if you’re not comfortable with those things!!!
A/n: this is part 2 to my dark!Sirius drabble, just like promised. Better read it first before starting with this work. Turned out not exactly how I wanted it to be, but it’s better than nothing ig
Sirius has always been handsy, trying to touch you in any possible way at all times. And you almost got used to that, really, but now that you two were officially “dating” his touchiness increased tenfold - it felt like every minute of every day consisted of you swatting away Sirius’ prying hands and him trying even harder to lay them upon your body.
You’d look pleadingly at his friends, eyes watering and bottom lip trembling - Sirius’ behavior was obviously not normal. Remus seemed to understand that too, but still - he did nothing. He’d give you an apologetic look, eyebrows knitted together and corners of his mouth pulled downward in disapprobation, yet still he never intervened. James, as you got to know him better a bit further in your forced relationships with Sirius, was just as sick in his head. Not as dangerous as his best friend was, but certainly just as twisted. You saw how he was with Evans - following her everywhere like a lost puppy (or ravenous beast), suffocating her and everyone around with his heavy presence, attached to her like a chewing gum stuck in her pretty red hair.
So here you were, pressed against the stone wall in empty classroom of a huge castle, where Sirius made sure no one could interrupt you. Sirius’ lips were greedy, devouring you with such longing that made your knees buckle, and if it wasn’t for his thigh delved in between your legs - you’d be on a floor long time ago. Your tried to push at his shoulders, trying to get a boy off of you, but fruitless.
You’ve noticed a few weeks ago that something was off with you - your body became weaker by the day, as if all strength was seeping out of your pores hourly, leaving you a powerless rag barely able to keep up with all your classes. It didn’t take a genius to understand what was happening - Sirius was putting something in your food. You’ve stopped eating in front of him, only having an occasional toast or apple to not attract his attention too much; all the numerous sweets Black has ever given you as a gift ended up straight in trash - you didn’t risk consuming definitely drugged dainties. Madam Pomfrey blamed it all on your nerves and upcoming N.E.W.T.s, ignoring your numerous complains and advising to sleep and eat more. Yet still, continual trembling of your hands and weakness of your legs told that Sirius somehow managed to feed - whatever this shit was - to you, and pretty successfully.
Sirius’ hands snaked their way down your body, resting on your ass unashamedly. You squealed in protest, hitting his upper arms with shaky fists, but to no avail - Sirius just chuckled at your ‘shyness’ into your kiss, giving your butt a loving squeeze.
He forced your hips forward so that your bodies were pressed flush against each other. Sirius exhaled shakily at the feeling of his bulge rubbing against your stomach; he rutted his pelvis a few more times, moaning into your mouth sweetly at the feeling of his throbbing cock humping you through numerous layers of clothing.
- Fuck, I want you so bad, - he murmured softly against your lips, his hot breath hit your face, making you shiver unpleasantly. You gripped his upper arms, feeling his muscles flex under your touch.
- Sirius, please I-
- Shhh, I know, my dearest, I know. But not here. Not like that, - Sirius interrupted you with soft voice, red lips made their way along your jawline and down to your neck, scattering sloppy wet kisses on your skin, making sure to leave marks in all most obvious places.
- You deserve to be lavished, worshipped among finest silks like a princess that you are, not some quick shag on the desk.
You felt his hands moving up you back, caressing your body with tender touches - wide palms glided over your buttocks and up your lower back. One heavy hand came to wrap around your waist, giving it a firm squeeze; the other one followed the path of your spine, softly rubbing in-between your shoulder blades before cupping your nape, craning your head backwards for easier access. Soft wet lips slotted onto yours with such yearning, greedy tongue pushed assertively into your mouth; Sirius moaned as your taste engulfed him once more, he breathed hard and deep through his nose, hand on the back of your head pushed you even further into him.
You couldn’t help a little squeal tearing through your throat at the pressure. A few tears rolled down your cheeks - you were scared to near death; you still couldn’t understand Sirius’ emotional pattern, he was as unpredictable as weather, which only made him more dangerous. You knew he wasn’t all that scared of hurting you. And you were sure he would certainly do so if he deemed your attitude towards him unacceptable. You were scared to try getting him off yourself, especially since he had completely free access to your neck.
- But please, indulge me just this once. You’re driving me absolutely fucking mad, Y/n, I’ve never wanted anyone so bad, - Sirius blabbered, his hips humping against your stomach, strong arms keeping you firmly in place, not giving a single opportunity to inch away.
Sirius grunted and whimpered into your neck, you were sure that it was completely covered in bright hickeys and bite-marks at this point. Black moaned out your name quietly, his hips rutting against you erratically - he was nearing his high.
- I love you, I love you, I love you, fuck… ‘m so fucking close, - he mumbled mindlessly, hot lips pressed aimlessly agains your temple, hands gripping your shaking form as tightly as ever.
With a low growl and final jerk of his hips Sirius stilled; his tense body was trembling slightly, breathing uneven and shallow. He slumped against your smaller frame after a few moments, letting out an airy giggle. He buried his nose deeper into the hair on the side of your head, inhaling lungfuls of your scent.
- Sorry, shit. That was insane. I can use my fingers to make you-
- No, Siri, that’s okay. We’re gonna be late to class, - you interjected, gripping desperately on every opportunity to end all this as soon as possible.
Black-haired only huffed in reply, ducking down to lock your lips in a strong wet kiss. He broke away from you, unraveling his arms from around your body; Sirius did leave one hand on the small of your back though, rubbing your tense muscles with soft touches. His other hand came to fix your hair and askew collar of white uniform shirt, satisfied with the fact that it couldn’t cover all the dark marks he has left on your neck.
After quickly fixing each other’s clothes you hurried out of the classroom and through endless corridors of the castle, finally reaching your destination. Luckily, you came a few minutes before the start of the lesson, so you didn’t have to explain professor the reason of your yet another belatedness. Sirius sat you at the desk at the end of the row, saving himself a seat next to you by dropping his belongings there. He tilted your head up by your chin using his thumb and index finger, placing a what might be seen as loving kiss on the center of your forehead.
- ‘m gonna go clean myself up a bit. I’ll be back in no time, don’t have too much fun without me, ‘kay? - Sirius winked and placed yet another kiss on your forehead. ‘Quite a confidence he has for a guy with pants full of cum’ flashed in your head, but you quickly dismissed this thought.
You noted how Sirius gave a short nod in James’ direction, which, you figured, meant ‘watch over her while I’m gone’. Potter nodded back curtly and with that your “boyfriend” retreated.
You threw a short look around, catching your best friend’s - well, now ex-best friend’s - worried eyes, her eyebrows knitted together in worry as she noted your wet eyes and reddened face. You barely mouthed word ‘don’t’, knowing all too well how vicious Sirius would become if he happened to know about this short interaction between you two. If there was a person Black despised more than Severus, it probably was her - all because she could see right through his bullshit, trying to get you out of that hellhole despite all his numerous threats and blackmail. Her frown only deepened, but she turned away from you nevertheless; you relaxed a bit seeing that James didn’t notice anything.
For now, you were safe. Sirius’ needs were satisfied and he was practically purring with joy, hip pushed into yours as he sat next to you through the rest of your classes and at the great hall, babbling his usual Sirius nonsense. You forced a tight smile on your lips and nodded to his gibberish, your mind relentlessly giving ideas of all the possible nightmares tomorrow’s day may bring.
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prettybabybaby · 1 year
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¡ a lot of my work is some variation of dark !
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sirius (belle's version)
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one-shots !
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worst nightmare
can’t take it
good little sister (featuring… remus lupin !)
lollipop
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blurbs !
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sbf!sirius
rockstar!sirius
stepdad!sirius + rewarding you for your completing your exams
perv!sirius
mean!boyfriend!sirius
stepdad!sirius + fucking you while you sit on his lap
breaking up with toxic!sirius
sirius + reader with braces
mean!sirius + making you stand while he fucks you
mean!rockstar!sirius + face fucking
sirius fucking you while regulus watches from the doorway (featuring… regulus black !)
perv!sirius jerking off with reader on the phone
toxic!guitarist!sirius and getting back at him with remus (featuring… remus lupin !)
when toxic!sirius realizes you’re not getting back together
sirius + corruption kink
sirius + innocent!religious!reader
best friends brother!perv!sirius
mean!toxic!sirius + facefucking you while watching porn
mean!sirius + crybaby!reader
sirius fucking remus’ gf after she calls him pretty (featuring… remus lupin !)
perv!sirius pulling your waistband
stalker!sirius
boyfriend!sirius blowing smoke in your face
stepbrother!sirius walking in on regulus fucking you (featuring… regulus black !)
mafia!sirius fucking you on camera
poly!mafia!marauders (featuring… remus lupin & james potter !)
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¡ marauders masterlist !
¡ navigation !
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lunarlivs · 21 days
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band bf’s <3
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blackandshine · 7 months
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justtwotired · 8 months
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could you write something in which the reader discovers that regulus has become a death eater, and everything that comes with it ? except they're in a relationship or have feelings for each other !
i love your writing, thanks <3
Yesss, of course! I don’t know what pronounce you’d have wanted but I’m going with a F!reader for this one, you can always ask me to change it ofc🤍
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His dorm was empty as they laid cuddled up in his bed. She felt him starting to relax more as he was half asleep. He didn’t notice her fiddling with his sleeve.
She clipped the button of, and then on again. She pulled on it and turned, she didn’t really know what she was doing, she was a bit bored and not tired.
Her eyes caught something under his sleeve and slowly she started to pull the sleeve down as her eyes got big.
Regulus’ half conscious mind suddenly picked up on what’s was happening and shot up, grabbing his sleeve and pulling it up as he got out of the bed.
She did as well. “What was that?” She demanded to know. “Amour, listen-” he tried as he turned to her to meet her hardened gaze. He never told her about his family’s plans, he didn’t know what she was making of the story, but he knew it was bad as she had never looked at him like this.
“Regulus what was on your arm?” She knew what it was, she just wanted to hear him say it, see if he regretted it. “Y/n I promise it is not what you think.” He said as he felt his voice crack and tears started to fill his eyes but he just blinked them away.
“It isn’t what I think? So that wasn’t the dark mark on your arm?” She huffed sarcastically. “Please just hear me out, love.” He took a few steps towards her and she did one step back.
“You have two minutes.” She said and he noticed she herself was really trying to keep the tears looking in her eyes where they where.
“I didn’t want it, alright, I always knew I would be forced to get the mark, I just believed it would be when I turned seventeen, I thought I could run for it- they just took me by surprise last summer.” He looked away from her and she just watched him.
She didn’t know what to answer, she also didn’t know if she should believe him. She blinked and then turned on her heel towards the door. He didn’t waste a second and grabbed her wrist to stop her.
She turned back to him with a small glare. “Let me go, Regulus.” She said trough gritted teeth. “Please say anything else.” It was almost as if he was begging, and for a second, her gaze softened as she had never seen him this vulnerable.
The second didn’t last long as she pulled her arm towards herself in a weak attempt to break free, but they both knew he was much stronger then her. She pulled again and then used her other hand to try and pry his fingers of her.
He took her wrist with the other hand and she suddenly noticed, his grip wasn’t rough at all, he was just holding her almost lovingly.
“Reg, please.” Her voice cracked and she sounded almost miserable, then she looked him in the eyes for the first time since finding out. His grip weakened… and then he let go of her.
“I am so, so sorry.” He whispered and the first tears rolled down his face, her face softened again, never in her life had she seen him cry, she had never see him this vulnerable.
It almost made her pull him in for a hug… almost.
She didn’t know what to do, she wanted time to think, wanted to leave and take a very long walk over the grounds.
“I’m sorry, Regulus.” She said and then left the dorm.
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On Monday, three days later, she arrived at her history of magic lesson and sat down in her assigned seat, the lesson starting soon after, yet the chair next to her staid empty.
She turned around in her seat and looked at Barty behind her. “Where is Regulus?” She whispered. “In our dorm, he hasn’t left his bed since Friday.” He whispered back.
“What? Has he even been eating?” She asked and he shook his head. “We brought him food but he never ate it, we thought you would know what happened.” Evan decided to take part of the conversation too. “Yeah, he did mumble something about you in his sleep- it was actually the one only time he slept, I don’t think he has slept at all after that.” He said honestly.
Her eyes grew wide and then she sighed. “That absolute moron.” She said and stood up, leaving the class. Not that Binns would find out anyway.
On her way to the dungeons she stopped by the kitchens where she asked the house-elves for some food which they happily provided.
Muttering the Slytherin password, she stepped into the common room and then walked to the sixth years boy dormitory. She opened the door, to which he did not react at all.
“You’re a bloody asshole you know that.” She said and he looked up at her in surprise and shock. “Y/n.” He said with a small sigh and she walked over to his bed. “You can’t just stop eating and sleeping, do you know how bad that is for you? You could have ended up in the hospital!” She scolded as she handed him a sandwich she got from the kitchen.
He just stared at it and then at her. “Well go on, eat it, otherwise I might push it down your throat.” She told him and he hesitated but took a bite anyway. It didn’t take long before it was all eaten.
“I’m sorry about Friday, it’s just- I needed some time to think and hadn’t thought about how unfair it would be to you. I understand that you had no choice, but I guess I was just scared.” She sighed and something in his eyes broke.
“You where scared of me?” He asked, it was the first time he had spoken to her since she came barging into his room. “No! Not of you! Just what this would bring for the future, I was scared for you, scared for what would happen to you.” She admitted and he relaxed a bit.
“I’m sorry for not telling you. I will be alright, Y/n, everything is going to be fine, I promise.” He said and she looked up with a small smile.
“Can you do one thing for me?” She asked and he nodded hastily. “Yes, of course.” He quickly said. “Great, get some fucking sleep you blithering idiot.” She said and he breathed out a laugh.
He pulled her by the arm and made her lay next to him. She cuddled up to him and it didn’t take long for either of them to fall asleep.
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the-lionsheart · 5 months
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"I am too young to be my father and too attractive to be my my brother, so here i am, regulus black, back from the dead" regulus black. Are you kidding me.
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