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moonstruckme · 8 months

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i’m obsessed with everything you write! you write our boys so well 🖤🖤 could I request poly!marauders maybe with some casual dominance and just taking care of the reader? like picking out her clothes, making sure she eats, just being protective but also so soft with her

Thanks lovely! Here you go :)

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

“Morning, angel,” James chirps as you step into the kitchen. “How’d you sleep?”

“Good, thanks.” You take the coffee he hands you, giving him a quick peck on the lips. “You?”

“Phenomenally. How do you want your eggs?”

“I’m alright without, thanks though.” You sit down next to Remus at the table, taking a sip of your coffee. It’s just the way you like it, with heaps of cream and sugar.

“Can’t skip breakfast, dove,” Remus says, hardly looking up from the newspaper as he speaks to you.

“I don’t feel like eggs,” you reply, watching him warily over the top of your mug, trying to gauge if he might let it go. “And I’m not really hungry anyway.”

Amber eyes flick up to yours as Remus turns the page. “You’re not going to work on an empty stomach. You need to eat something.”

“I’ll make you something else,” James offers sweetly. “Whaddya want, my love?”

You smile at him, batting your eyelashes. “Could I have some toast please, Jamie?”

He flips his spatula expertly, winking at you. “Might be above my skill level, but I’ll do my best for you, angel.”

You laugh, and Remus rolls his eyes at the both of you. Sirius trods in still wearing his pajama bottoms, a smirk coming to his lips as he reads the room instantly.

“In trouble already?” he drops a kiss on the top of your head, reaching over to squeeze Remus’ shoulder in greeting. “What’ve you done now, hm?”

Your eyes dart nervously to Remus, waiting to see if he’ll rat you out. Though Remus is the sternest of your boyfriends, Sirius delights in being in charge, and you know he’ll rub it in the most. You imagine it’s the older brother in him.

“It’s resolved,” Remus says simply, and you think you detect the faintest twitch of his lips when you grin at him in relief.

“Siri, have you seen the leaves outside?” you ask hastily, going for the distraction before he can attempt to pry further. “It’s like they finally turned just overnight.”

He takes the bait, leaning back in his seat to peer out the window. You’d been ecstatic when you’d cracked the curtains in your bedroom this morning to see your street had taken on a whole new color palate, everything red and orange and golden. “It does finally look like autumn, doesn’t it?” He gives you a critical once-over. “That isn’t going to do for the chill out there, sweetheart.”

You look down at your skirt and blouse. You quite like this outfit. “You think? It’s not supposed to be that cold yet, is it?”

Sirius raises a brow just as Remus finishes with the paper, folding it and looking up to see what the two of you are on about. “It’s September, love,” he reasons. “If it got cold enough last night to turn the leaves, it’s cold enough to at least wear a jumper.”

“I’m thinking fleece tights and a sweatshirt,” Sirius says contemplatively, more to Remus than to you. “Don’t run off after breakfast, dollface, and I’ll go pick them out for you.”

You start to protest, but then Sirius’ mouth drops open, and you turn to see James teetering toward you, balancing four plates across his arms.

“Fucking hell, Prongs,” he breathes, but James manages to distribute all four dishes safely, setting your toast in front of you last with a flourish.

“Good idea,” he says, picking up the previous conversation as though nothing has happened. “Can’t have our girl shivering out there in the cold.”

You roll your eyes but munch happily on your toast, ignoring how Remus eyes you watchfully as you eat.

Since you finish first, you offer to wash up while Sirius goes and selects the additions to your outfit as he sees fit, changing into them afterwards. You have to admit, the day does look promisingly crisp outside your bedroom window, and the tights and sweatshirt he has you layer with what you already have on are soft and comfy.

“Let me get those for you,” James offers as you pull on your shoes, and you place your foot on his knee obediently, letting him tie them both with a firm pat on the side of your shoe once he’s done. “There y’go, angel. Double-knotted and everything.”

You press a rewarding kiss to his cheek, and Sirius comes in from canoodling with Remus to oversee his handiwork. He hums, smoothing out invisible wrinkles in your tights and adjusting the sweatshirt on your shoulders unnecessarily while you and James exchange glances, each fighting to keep a straight face. “Might need a scarf too,” he muses, and James bursts into laughter.

“Siri, come on,” you protest, unable to contain a few giggles of your own.

James grabs Sirius around the waist, throwing him onto the bed beside you. “Work on your own outfit, Pads.”

“You’re all going to be late if you don’t get going,” Remus says, smiling at the scene as he comes in. James detaches himself from Sirius, his expression morphing into that well-practiced facade of angelic innocence.

“I was just on my way out,” he says, giving Remus a goodbye kiss. “See you all later.” He pats you on the head as he passes, and then he’s out the door.

Remus moves to the bed, leaning over Sirius, who props himself up on his elbows to meet him halfway. “Get dressed,” Remus says as he breaks the kiss, tucking a piece of silky black hair behind Sirius’ ear. “You can’t afford to be late again, love.”

You stand as he moves to you next, wrapping a long-fingered hand around the side of your hip, and you let your eyes flutter closed as he kisses you sweetly. “Be good,” he says softly, placing an additional kiss at your temple. “I’ll see you tonight, dovey.”

“See you tonight,” you echo, and then it’s just Sirius and you, his eyes playful as they meet yours.

“Be good,” he coos mockingly. “Think you can do that all day long?”

You grin, picking up your bag from the end of the bed. “Hey, at least I’m dressed.”

“Oi!” Sirius says as you leave the room. “Where’s my kiss?”

“Sorry,” you reply gaily, “can’t be late. You can’t afford to either, remember?”

“Oh, feeling bold, are we?” he calls after you. “We’ll see how bold you are later tonight.”

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yoongis-black-grilfriend · 1 year

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Seriously

Summary: You are at a halloween party with your boyfriends until everything goes south.

Warnings: foursome, pentravtive sex, oral (male) recieving, jelousy, slapping, rough sex, anal, lmk if I missed any!

You and your boyfriends walk into the booming house, excited to see what tonight would bring. You all were invited to this halloween party and you guys could not pass up the opportunity. You were dressed up as snow white and your Remus was dressed up as sleepy, James was dressed up as dopey, and Sirius was dressed up as grumpy from snow white.

“This looks promising, let's all go in and I'll bring some drinks' ' Sirius told your group as you guys walked into the house, feeling the vibration from the music all throughout your body. Sirius pointed to a corner of the house and told all of you to wait for him over there and then Remus followed him stating that he had to use the bathroom really quickly.

Now it was just you and James left in the corner of the room. “I see someone from the quidditch team. I'll be the right back princess. '' He hurried and gave you a kiss on the cheek and then there was one left. You stayed in the spot waiting for at least one of your boyfriends to come back until you realized that the line for the bathroom and the drinks were probably long and you could see James from across the room still having the conversation with his friend.

Sighing you make your way to James wrapping your hand around his arm waiting for his conversation to be over. “Oh look at what we have here, how are you doing y/n?’ his friend asks you to quietly say that you're good with a smile on your face before he jumps into asking his next question.

“Yall think you guys have room for one more in this dating fest you guys got going on” James' face gets serious as you laugh at his friend's joke trying to get along with his teammate. You wink at him with a grin on your face. “I don't know do you think you could handle it?” his friend's face lights up in hope “Hell yes-” you didn't get to hear the rest of his sentence as you are dragged away.

James looked at you with a look of distaste on his face before he left without saying anything to his friend leading you back to where you guys first were now with Sirius and Remus waiting there for you guys. “Where did you guys go?” Rumus asked while Sirius handed you guys red solo cups you could immediately smell the scent of alcohol from it. Sirius notices the look on James' face, “What’s wrong James?” he asks before you could answer Remus.

“Fucking y/n is recurting people into our relasonship now” he spit out with anger to your group all of your boys turn to look at you. “What does he mean y/n?” Remus said, starting to get noticeably upset. You shake your head trying to reassure them “I was joking when I asked if he could handle it, he is one of James' friends I was trying to be friendly.”

Sirius shook his head “There is no need to be friendly and don’t try to act like you wouldn't have our heads if we said the same thing, we have a right to be upset” he was right about that and you were out of words to say as you couldn't defend yourself anymore. Wrapping his arm around your waist Sirius leads you upstairs with Remus and James following behind you guys.

Sirius looks for an empty room and opens the door urging you guys to walk inside it. You walk inside and go to stand at the edge of the bed waiting to see how they were going to punish you. “Do you think it's funny to joke about our relationship to other people y/n?” Remums asked, waiting for your answer. You shook your head not trusting your voice at the moment.

“That's not good enough sweetheart get on the bed ass up face down” He demanded you nodded and took off your clothes before you walked over to the bed and got in position. You hear the jingle of a belt assume that one of them was taking their pants off before you feel a sharp pain on your ass cheek making you cry out and fist your hands on the sheets.

“We take this relationship very seriously, princess.” James explained before grabbing the belt from Remus and hitting your behind with it for the second time. Your ass was hot from the burning sensation but you also were starting to get wet in between your thighs. “Excatly we don’t take this relasonship serious just so you can fucking joke about it to the next person like a whore” Sirus joined in giving you on last hit with the belt before pulling down his pants to your coustume, walking towards the head board of the bed.

“Open up wide and make sure to breathe through your nose” He advised while rubbing your cheek pushing the tip of his cock through your lips throwing his head back at the contact of your warm mouth around him. “Wait a second James” Sirus said before James pulled his cock out of your mouth he grabbed your hand making you stand up on the bed and then went to lay under you naked. Reaching up he grabs your waist with one hand and then grabs his hard erection with the other.

He slowly pushes you down on his cock and you brace yourself on his chest already feeling so full of him. You lean over once again wrapping your lips around James cock bobbing your head as he moans into the quiet room. Remus was behind you preping your ass to take him before he circles his cock on the rim of your hole before he slowly pushes it in causing you to take in a sharp breath.

After a few seconds you guys were all moving in the same tempo and all you could hear in the room was the sound of skin slapping and you choking on James cock. All of your men are praising you for taking them so well at the same time. “Thank you so much for lettting us use you like this princess, fuck your making all of us feel so fucking good.” James said while looking into your eyes while he was fully fucking your face.

Your body was sweaty, drool was coming out of the corner of your lips and you were so wet from the pleasure that was being given to you right now. All of your holes were being stretched out by all the men you love and that fact turned you on even more as you felt yourself about to hit your breaking point. You moan around James cock and they can all tell you about to cum but that doesn't make them slow down their pace, it makes them go faster.

Tears sprung out of eyes as you crash in to your orgasm hard as all you can see is darkness from squeezing your eyes shut and you choke as your feel James cum in your mouth moving his hand to close around your throat making sure that he can feel you swallow all of it as Remus and Sirius overstimulate you with their cocks. “Good job sweetheart, you're taking us like such a good girl,” Sirus said, wrapping his mouth on your nipple, swirling his tongue around it, whimpering as he close to coming.

James connects his lips with yours before he moves one of his hands to your clit chuckling at how wet you were on his fingers. You could feel Remus behind you as he put kisses and bite marks on your shoulders. “Fuck were about to cum doll, gives us all you got pretty girl” Remus says sweetly as you whimper on James tongue as they all move in union bringing you to your second orgasm of the night as you feel Sirus and Remus fill both of your holes up as you fall apart on top of them.

James disconnects his lips from yours wiping the saliva off your lips with the fingers he pleased you with putting them in his mouth licking the mix of your cum and both of the saliva on his tongue. Remus and Sirius both pull out, helping you lay on the bed before wiping you off and carefully putting your clothes back on. After about 10 minutes you guys make yourself look presentable and walk out of the door and walking down the stairs join the party again.

James sees his friend from earlier and carefully moves his hand to sweep your hair to one side of your shoulder showcasing the bite marks and hickeys all of them have left on your skin.

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remusslove · 10 months

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poly relationship marauders where reader is all subby during class and so the boys have to deal with them

“Daddy” you whined into James’s ear. He looks down at your full blown sub space eyes. “Feeling all needy huh bunny?” He whispers with a chuckle. You nod laying your head down on your desk and cross your legs hoping to relieve some of the pressure in your core.

Once Professor McGonagall says students came go into pairs of four Sirius and Remus join you and James. “Our poor baby is needy you guys.” James says quietly with a smirk. “Oh really baby? Guess we have to cut off our next class.” Sirius chimes in. “Of course sirius, we have to take care of our needy girl” Remus grins

#sub reader #sub!reader #dom marauders #dom!marauders #dom! remus lupin #dom!sirius black #dom!james potter

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beautifulbrainrot · 5 months

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poly!marauders x fem!reader

cw 18+ dub-con, innocent!reader, dom!marauders

please do not read if this is not suitable for you.

“hey, sweetheart.” james drawled, seating himself next to you. you looked up from your book, to see the rest of james’ friends sitting around you.

remus, sirius and james. they were infamous for their disregard of rules and general mischief. being the opposite of them, an avid rule follower who liked to keep themself to themself, you rarely came across the boys. what you didn’t know was that they had their eye on you.

you were sweet, kind and oh, so innocent. it intrigued their dirty minds how you remained so pure, untainted by anything. perfect.

they wanted to be the ones to ruin that.

“hi..” you smiled softly, your doe eyes wide as you looked at james before turning to sirius and remus who both gave you small grins.

“what’re you reading, love?” remus asked, his voice low, sending a shiver up your spine. it wasn’t a scared shiver though. you felt something else when you heard his voice. a feeling you couldn’t quite place.

“i- i’m reading the history of magic.” you said, stumbling over your words slightly, intimidated in the presence of the three. sirius and remus shared a smile, but you barely noticed before your attention was directed elsewhere.

a hand on your upper thigh.

it was james’ hand, his warm palm against your soft skin, inches away from the hem of your skirt. you didn’t really mind, he was probably being friendly, and you quite liked the touch. you didn’t have many friends, or many people you were close to, so it was nice.

sirius asked you a question about the book, and you answered quickly, but your voice stumbled once again. james had started rubbing small circles on your thigh with his thumb, just under the hem of your skirt. the feeling was quite comforting, but it caused an odd ache in your panties, causing you to squeeze your thighs together slightly.

james noticed this, and looked up, smirking at remus. he raised his eyebrow and smirked back, holding back a laugh at how your voice trembled slightly as you talked to sirius.

james joined the conversation, asking another question. you answered him, excited they were asking you about one of your favourite subjects. too preoccupied, you barely felt james hand inch up your thigh until it was right at your panties, fingers inches away from your clothed core.

you cut yourself off with a shakey gasp, head bowing slightly as james cupped your clothed pussy in his warm hand.

“what’s wrong sweetheart?” sirius asked, feigning concern as you trembled slightly. you had never been touched there before, and now here james was, warm palm directly against your covered core. but why did it feel so good? why did his hand against you send tingles throughout your body, and cause a warm wetness to seep through your panties?

“james-“ you shuddered, grasping onto his forearm.

he started massaging gentle circles against you, rubbing against a certain spot that had your legs trembling, a whimper escaping your parted lips.

“does that feel good, love?” remus asked, and you whined softly in response, nodding slightly.

“feels- feels s’good…” you whispered, fingers digging into james’ arm. when his fingers slipped under your panties, and he made contact with your slick heat, you moaned out loud, slapping your other hand over your mouth as you realised you made that sound.

“what’s- whats happening?” you asked, looking up at remus.

“just relax and let us make you feel good.”

#james potter #james potter x reader #dom james potter #dom!james potter #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #dom remus lupin #dom!remus lupin #sirius black #sirius black x reader #dom sirius black #dom!sirius black #marauders era #marauders era fanfiction #poly marauders #poly!marauders

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remuslupinslittleslut · 2 months

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No, like this

Anon asked: I need more of the teach me dynamic like that was so hot. The way Remus helped Sirius ate you out using his hair holy fuck that was hot. maybe it’s like Remus gets jealous cause it’s close to the full moon so he shows the boys how to properly fuck a girl and it’s super rough maybe and then James and Sirius are just there jerking off like super turned on by the scene cause wow Remus is really good at making reader be loud.

And YES! I love this dynamic and this ask was so very lovely and gave me so much inspiration THANK YOU BABE <333

Here's a very jelly remus, pre full moon, showing his friends how to fuck his girl hot damn

Masterlist. (Teach us part one. And part two. Though it can easily be read on it's own, just the same dynamics <3)

“No, you’re doing it all wrong,” Remus growled.

You were laid out on your back, James on top of you, hips moving against yours at a steady rhythm. It was good, really good. But the full moon was getting closer, and Remus was aggravated, jealous and very territorial of you.

James whined at the harsh words, and you kissed his nose telling him, “You’re doing well darling, keep going.”

He did, though not quite as confidently as before. His head came down to rest in the crook of your neck, and you felt his cheeks were heated from embarrassment. You and Remus had taught both James and Sirius a lot since your first night together, and they’d both made great progress, all the while Remus was perfectly okay with sharing you – as you also did share him with his friends.

James had just started to get it right with each thrust again – making you moan and whine, telling him what a good boy he was being – when Remus interrupted yet again.

“No, move,” he said, standing up and pushing James off of you, making all three of you gasp (Sirius wouldn’t miss this show for anything in the world), “let me show you how to fuck her properly.”

It was, to put it plainly, rude. You would have to talk to Remus about it later, that he can’t act that way with your littles, but he was so sexy, towering above you, hands tugging at his buckle, trying to free himself for you. You knew what was to come would be life changing-ly amazing, and you did not want to get in the way of Moony when he was tearing at the seams of Remus like this.

Remus was finally naked, standing next to the bed, where James still lay, “I said move.” James did, shying away, trudging toward Sirius’ bed.

“Arms above your head, darling,” he said, steadying his body above yours. You did as you were told, knowing not to argue at this moment. “See, you’ve gotta tell a slut what to do, she’s too dumb to think on her own.” This wasn’t really true – though you loved letting go of all your common sense to let Remus take full control, so you did.

He didn’t give any warning before he pushed himself into you, widening your tight little hole, taking your body from you. “Little sluts like this don’t need to be warmed up, she can take it, right love?” You nodded, knowing you hadn’t been given permission to speak.

His hips snapped against yours at a brutal pace, it almost hurt, you knew it would later, but the way the head of him pushed against your walls felt too good. While he was fucking you, he kept narrating the whole thing, “yeah, that’s right, touch your little cocks to my girl, hear that? My girl. You’ve gotta move faster, harder, like this.”

It was so hot, having your life fucked out of you by your boyfriend while your other two partners watched, touching themselves. You could finally show them the Remus you knew, the Remus who could make sure you didn’t walk straight for days – he’d been so nice and soft since you invited James and Sirius, but now he was back, with his back-arching, toe-curling, orgasm-giving sex.

You hadn’t been quiet for a while, and when your orgasm washed over you, the sounds coming from somewhere deep in your throat only got louder. “There you go, see this, this’s how you make a girl come.”

Pulling out of you, Remus kissed you once, deep and hard and dirty, before he flipped you over, pulling on your hips to make your ass stick out. Leaning down over you, he kissed down the back of your neck, biting and pulling at the skin, hard teeth scratching soft skin. “You ready, little one?” He asked, almost softly, and when you nodded your head he pulled back and pushed in, in one sweeping motion. The angle from this position was even better and you felt your eyes roll back as you dropped your head against the pillow, feeling another orgasm come creeping.

Holding himself up with one hand on the headboard, the other kept a tight hold on your hair. “Now this is how you fuck a girl real good, she won’t be able to think straight when I’m done with her, shame you’ll never be this good,” the cockiness could be heard in Remus’ voice as his hips kept pushing against yours, your ass shaking with every thrust. “Go on then, come, all over your hands from watching my girl take my cock, go ahead… You too, princess, go ahead, let go f’me…”

Somewhere in the back of your mind you registered some grunting from the other bed, though most of your senses were filled with Remus, the wet sound of him thrusting in and out of you, the smell of him on the pillow, of both of your juices mixing somewhere further down on the bed, the taste of him left on your tongue, the sight of a veiny arm holding him up, the feeling of him all over you, against your back, the hands in your hair, his cock inside you, pulsating and ejaculating, filling you up with white, hot spurts of cum, the feeling of it running out of you, the wet patch on the bed between your legs.

And then… nothing.

When you woke up, it was to a hot, wet rag on your face. “Hi, love,” Remus said, kissing your forehead, hand holding your cheek still. “Welcome back, you went out for a bit, but don’t worry, I’m gonna take care of you now, okay baby?”

Smiling, you reached your hands up – not a small feat, considering your arms felt like boiled spaghetti – and took a hold of his face to pull him back down to you, pressing your lips against his.

“And now this is how you perform proper aftercare, don’t ever skip that,” he said, a pointed look directed at his friends, who he was about to treat with some of the same love that you’d received.

Tagged: @remussbitch

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nrvscig · 1 month

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ok hear me out: affection-starved sub sirius who just wants to receive the praise he deserved (and never got) during his childhood and (soft at heart tho he doesn't show it) dom remus who LOVES praising sirius for every little thing he does. its not even just sex related, sirius will get a cup of water for himself and remus WILL call him a good boy

#marauders #the marauders #remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar #sub sirius black #dom remus lupin #sirius has a praise kink #remus loves it #theyre so in love #remus john lupin #sirius orion black

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sixlane · 1 month

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@croptopjames submission | 1.5k words | NSFW - dom/sub, praise, degradation, spanking, gagging

Dedicating this to euge @ecstarry for brainrotting with me and lune @sommerregenjuniluft because we talked about dancer james once. Love you guys <3

Regulus walks the length of the studio assessing the attire of his dancers. He has a strict policy of professionalism that he makes no exceptions for, and James has been pushing his luck recently.

He had hired James as an apprentice only a few months ago, but he was already regretting the decision. Not because of James’ abilities, but because of his utter lack of respect.

James is a brilliant dancer, don’t get him wrong. He came from the most prestigious modern dance conservatory in the country, and Regulus had managed to sign him right out of school.

He’s inclined to say James wasn’t worth the work, but that wouldn’t be completely true. He may make Regulus’ life a living hell, but he’s fucking gorgeous on stage, all lean muscles and strong lines. It’s captivating to watch, even more so when he gets to see it up close.

As Regulus makes his way across the room, he catches sight of James in the back sporting gray joggers and— he has to take a minute to register what he’s seeing. Is that a fucking crop top?

James just flashes a knowing smirk, staring Regulus down. He’s been called out for wardrobe infractions at least three times this month, and it’s starting to get old.

“Sirius,” Regulus calls out to his brother, but more importantly, his rehearsal director. “Can you start the warm up? I need to have a word with Potter.”

A few snickers sound throughout the studio because his employees can be fucking children sometimes, and Sirius nods, getting up from his spot on the floor.

Regulus turns toward the door, knowing James will follow him, and makes his way to his office down the hall.

He only has to stand behind his desk for a minute, arms crossed, before James waltzes in, closing the door behind him.

“This is grossly unprofessional, you do realize that,” Regulus deadpans.

“I do realize that,” James responds innocently, batting his lashes.

Regulus runs his eyes over the man standing in front of him, something he didn’t want to do in front of everyone in the studio.

The top hits a few inches above his navel and exposes the soft lines of his abs and a stripe of dark hair that trails beneath his joggers.

“Eyes up here,” James says, bringing Regulus’ attention back to the matter at hand.

He gives James a stern look and leans forward on his desk.

“How many times do I have to tell you this won’t be tolerated in my company?” he asks.

James’ eyes darken and he leans forward to mirror Regulus. “Not sure. Will you tell me again?”

The audacity of this man… Well, Regulus thinks, maybe it’ll stick this time.

He reaches across the table casually, stroking a hand across James’ face. The dancer leans into it, fluttering his eyes shut for a moment, before Regulus reaches around his head to grab a fistful of his hair.

James opens his eyes and a slanted smile pulls at his mouth.

“Keep your hands on the table,” Regulus says before pushing James’ head down onto his desk. “Don’t move.”

James goes willingly, bending in half over the desk like a dream.

Regulus walks around to stand behind him, admires the curve of his ass and the ridges of his spine where they’re exposed under his shirt. He runs his fingers over them, eliciting a small shiver from James.

Regulus dips his hands into the waistband of James’ joggers, sinking his nails into the soft skin, before roughly pushing his pants down around his ankles.

James’ breathing picks up, his anticipation getting the better of him. Regulus would love to draw this out, but he’s afraid he hasn’t got the time today.

He smacks James’ ass once, causing the other man to jolt and let out a soft whine.

“Stay quiet,” Regulus commands.

James nods in confirmation. A lie, most likely.

Regulus lets a finger wander through the cleft of James’ ass, circling his rim in slow and deliberate movements. He keeps his eyes on James’ face where it’s pressed against his desk. His eyes are shut, mouth open.

“You’re so pretty like this,” Regulus says. “When you’re not talking back to me.”

James makes a needy noise pressing his hips back onto Regulus’ finger, searching for a fullness he knows is coming.

Regulus smacks him again across the same spot as before. “Don’t get greedy. You know how this works.”

James nods again looking at Regulus now. His pupils are absolutely blown and it’s all Regulus can think about. The desperate want in his eyes.

“Tell me,” Regulus instructs.

James rolls his eyes back as he starts to lightly circle his rim again.

“Words, James.”

“You’re in charge,” James breathes.

“And I can do whatever I want with you,” Regulus adds.

“Whatever you want.”

“Good boy.” Regulus pulls his hand away again, but James doesn’t get a chance to protest before it’s being pushed into his mouth. “Now suck.”

James moans around his fingers, hollowing his cheeks and making a show out of it. He knows this undoes Regulus every time, watching as he listens so well, follows every command. It’s a high he’ll be riding for the rest of rehearsal.

“That’s right baby, get them nice and wet for me,” Regulus praises, bringing his other hand up to grab at James’ hip, keep him from moving too much.

When spit starts to drip down his chin, Regulus pulls his fingers away, and the noise James makes is fucking filthy. A keen he’s sure the whole company just heard, and that just won’t fly.

Regulus moves his hand from James’ hip up into his hair, yanking him back until he’s hovering above the desk.

“James, what did I fucking say,” Regulus hisses. “Do you need something in your mouth? Hm? Such a slut for it you can’t follow simple directions?”

James moans loudly, a please falling from his lips somewhere in there.

Regulus releases him and he falls back onto the desk with a whine.

Going back around his desk, Regulus fishes through his bottom drawer with his clean hand, finding what he’s looking for. A dress code appropriate t-shirt he keeps for times like these, when James just can’t help himself. He shoves it in James’ mouth harshly then pats him on the cheek.

“There you go baby. Now you can tell me just how much you like it.”

And James does without a second thought, immediately filling the room with muffled noises.

Regulus resumes his position behind the dancer, running his spit-slick fingers against James’ hole.

“Ready?” He asks.

James is a mess, barely there at this point even though Regulus hasn’t even done anything, but he nods anyway, and Regulus pushes a finger in slowly.

“Always so tight for me baby.”

“Mmph,” James moans around the shirt. He tries to fuck his hips forward into nothing, desperate for some friction against his neglected cock, but Regulus holds him still. He should know by now that he’ll stay untouched until Regulus allows it.

Once he feels James is ready, he adds another finger, leaning down to spit into the place where they slide into James. He increases the speed, crooking them to brush the spot that reduces James to a moaning mess.

He sees James’ eyes roll back again as he makes a muffled sound, so debauched and fucked out already.

For the first time, Regulus notices his own wetness pooling in his briefs, but he ignores it. This isn’t about him.

“Can you be a good boy and take another,” Regulus asks, and James nods enthusiastically. If he wasn't gagged, Regulus knows he’d be begging, has heard it enough times to memorize the sound.

Regulus pulls out completely, watching James’ hole flutter briefly around nothing, before pushing three fingers back in.

James balls his fists against the desk, barely moving his hips, trying so hard to be good. Regulus decides to cut him some slack.

“Fuck yourself on them baby, it’s okay.”

James obeys immediately, pushing his hips back wildly and making ungodly sounds that he wishes he could hear unobstructed.

Caught up in the image of James losing control, Regulus reaches around to touch his neglected cock where it’s been leaking onto the floor. He collects the precome beading at the tip to soften the slide, and pumps James slowly in time with the movement of his hips.

“You close? Gonna come for me?” Regulus asks, sugar sweet.

James barely responds, but the crease between his eyebrows gives him away. Regulus knows it means he’s heading toward the edge of the cliff.

Quickly, before it’s too late, Regulus pulls his hand away, pulls his fingers out, leaving James empty and neglected once again.

He smacks James’s ass roughly, then digs his fingers into the flesh, punishing.

Leaning forward, he puts his mouth right up against James’ ear, “Only good boys get to come, James. I expect you back in rehearsal in five minutes wearing that shirt in your mouth.”

James sobs into the fabric, ruined and undoubtedly aching, and Regulus leaves him there to clean himself up.

Maybe this time he’ll finally learn his lesson.

#croptopjamesfest #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #regulus x james #james x regulus #starchaser #sunseeker #marauders au #marauders fanfic #jegulus microfic #sub james potter #dom regulus black #lane writes #microfic tag #dancer au

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sommerregenjuniluft · 1 month

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@croptopjames submission for mr james fleamont potter's birthday<3

2598 words - NSFW - cw: spanking, squirting, dirty talk, lil bit of degradation theyre being nasty idk it escalated

aka feral fucking your husband after seeing him in a shirt that doesn't quite fit like it used to~

“Baby, I’m home,” Regulus shouts after entering the front door, kicking it closed behind him with his foot as he balances the huge ice cream cake precariously on both his hands.

They’ve invited the whole family as per usual, what with their first year with Harry out of the house coming back from uni for his dad’s special day, Sirius and Remus driving down and picking up Effie and Monty on the way. All their friends will come later this week for brunch.

Today it’s just the few of them though and Regulus finds himself with a spring in his step at the thought of all of them together today.

James has taken the day off and Regulus was able to weasel his way into only half a shift today which he nearly missed entirely after the way James had sat down in his lap first thing in the morning and ridden him until he was shaking, cursing and babbling incoherently, all the while his husband was seated on his throne, smiling brightly, happiest man in the world, practically taking the matter of his birthday gift into his own hands.

“Hi love!” comes from somewhere on the higher level of the house.

Regulus brings the cake into the kitchen, shrugging off his jacket and quickly dispensing the celebratory sweet in the freezer before James sees it.

Not a moment after Regulus closes the drawer to grab a bowl of blueberries from the fridge James comes into the kitchen, huffing and cheeks flushed, a presumably heavy box of just…stuff in his arms that he must have gotten from the attic.

“James,” Regulus starts, blinking, “You were supposed to take the day off.”

His husband smacks a content kiss onto his cheek, grinning brightly. His glasses are smudged and sitting crookedly over his nose and Regulus is pretty sure he spotted a bit of spiderwebs in the mess of his hair.

“Ehh,” James makes dismissively, “I still felt restless after I hit the gym this morning once you left.”

He places the box down with a heavy thunk, petting its side like a horse—he’s such a dad, “And we’ve been wanting to get started on these babies after spring cleaning anyway, remember?”

Regulus rolls his eyes, fondness betraying him when the corners of his mouth tug upwards, “Mm, that might be true. Still it’s your birthd—”

Regulus halts.

“Love?” James looks at him inquiringly, hands propped on his hips.

On his very much naked hips. A palm length sliver of skin exposed between the indecently thin and short gym shorts and the—

“James, baby, what are you wearing?”

Oh, Regulus’ mouth is so, so dry.

“Huh?” James looks down at himself, shuffling in place before his head snaps back up to Regulus, “Oh! Yeah I found one of my old shirts from uni.” His husband snickers, giving a little twirl and shaking his hips from side to side like he isn’t currently taking five years off Regulus’ life expectancy.

“You–” Regulus stops again, eyes glued to the small swell of his stomach over the band of the white shorts, the dark hair splattered all over and coiling at the center, carving a path up and downwards. It’s downright indecent. His arms fill out the shirt just how they used to back in uni but with the difference that it’s more fat than muscle now—though Regulus knows well enough from personal experience how strong his husband still is. His pecs are visibly straining the material, the washed out, maroon letters spelling HOGWARTS cracking from the stretch.

Even more so when James leans back on his palms against the dining table, draping himself all prettily against the edge and smiling coyly, blinking doe brown eyes from under long lashes at Regulus as if he didn’t already have him warpped around his finger hook, line and sinker.

“Baby,” Regulus rasps and he barely recognises his own voice.

“Yeah, Reg?” James purrs, tilting his head and exposing the expanse of his neck.

“How long until Harry arrives?”

“An hour or two, depending on traffic,” James responds, voice all husky. Regulus is going to wreck him. Reduce him to a stuttering, squirting mess in the matter of half an hour, take his fucking word for it.

“Good enough,” Regulus grits out and then he crosses the distance in two long strides, already yanking at his tie.

They meet in a mess of parted lips, clicking teeth and tongues nudging, eager as ever, trying to lick into each other’s mouths and taste. Greedy for it, happily swallowing moans and tugging their bodies close. They slot into each other easily, practiced after all these years, decades and Regulus reckons that’s how they somewhat safely find their way onto the couch.

Regulus’ back hits the cushions with a soft oompf, barely time to gasp another breath and reach for his husband before James is straddling his lap, clasping Regulus’ stubbly jaw in warm, calloused palms and pulling him right back into their kiss. They don’t stay there for long with the way James is restlessly shifting on top of him, grinding his crotch right against the bulge in Regulus’ slacks, making them both groan.

At some point Regulus abandons James’ mouth in favor of kissing over the stubble of his cheek and jaw and latch onto his throat while simultaneously trying to get his stupid shirt buttons open. When the takes too long however James seems to grow impatient, batting his hands away and fumbling with them himself while they pant and grunt into each other’s mouths.

Regulus is nipping at James’ lower lip, already swollen and an obscene kiss bitten red and his husband makes a sound. Downright needy and he’s sitting there on top of Regulus, flushed and with that dazed look in his eyes, moaning like a little slut, so Regulus can’t quite help himself when he pulls one hand around and smacks James’ firmly on the bum.

It elicits a gasp, high pitched and followed by a long, drawn out moan and James sinking deeper into his lap, recapturing his mouth and desperately rutting down against where Regulus is hard and already throbbing. It’s a medical miracle, truly, that no matter how many times they’ve had sex, Regulus’ erection is always at its best form for James.

“Mnh,” James makes, their lips parting with a wet smacking noise, “Need you, baby.”

Regulus grunts, fingers digging harshly into the meat of James’ arse, “Slut.”

Just like expected, James whimpers, and so prettily at that. Eyebrows scrunching pitifully and he grinds once more, helplessly, “Please, please.”

“But of course, sweety,” Regulus relents easily, licking a hot stripe up his neck, along his jawbone and then right across his slack mouth, “Anything for the birthday boy.”

James moans in response, nodding his head frantically.

Regulus nods his head towards the end of the couch where the pillows are piled, “Scoot up.”

His husband does so dutifully and it doesn’t take longer than a second for Regulus to make James lift his hips and rip the sheer piece of nylon off and throw it over his shoulder, not quite surprised yet still horribly taken off guard by the lack of boxer briefs underneath.

Regulus is left with nothing to do but stare at the mess of wet, thick curls and pink fold glistening with James’ slick, spit pooling under his tongue in an instant. He grabs James’ ankles, settling them over his shoulders, trainers still on and letting his hands drive over white tennis socks, hairy shins and strong calves. Digging his thumb in there and relishing in the gasp he elicits from his husband that way, hips twitching with the suspense. Regulus strokes up his boney knees, massages the big muscle of his thighs, the hair tickling his palms softly, all the while letting himself pitch forward, making sure to spill warm breath over where James wants him most right now.

He goes further, letting his hands rake up and over his stomach, rucking the shirt up as he goes and tucking it over the swell of his pecks, exposing him for Regulus to play with.

James is panting, short little puffs of breath, brimming with excitement and barely refraining from whimpering on the way out each time.

Predictably, he breaks once Regulus lazily swirls a tongue around his exposed nipple, holding the eye contact and watching with satisfaction as James’ eyelids flutter. He can’t help but grin, nipping at the hardened nub before he retreats, settling himself comfortably between James’ thighs and without warning diving right in.

James positively screams the moment Regulus closes his lips around his cock, sucking him into his mouth and rolling him around between his lips until the bucking of his hips throws him off. Regulus hoists an arm over James’ hips, belting him down, and wastes no time inserting one finger into James’ searing wetness, sinfully hot inside.

“Ahh yesyes, please more, love, please m-hah—” James babbles, throwing his head back when Regulus drives into him with another finger, crooking them upwards and watching shamelessly as his husband’s precum pools all over his digits before diving back in to lick at his little cock.

He works them steadily up to each finger until he is four in deep, repeatedly hitting that spot inside of James and sucking and mouthing at the bundle of nerves until James’ noises grow an edge.

“You gonna cum for me, baby?” Regulus asks, muffled between licks, jaw aching slightly.

“Yeah, yeah, gonna– hnng,” James breaks off, screwing his eyes shut when Regulus gives a particularly harsh suck, noises obscenely loud.

He’s fisting the cushions like his life depends on it, white knuckling them in his grip, and it only takes a handful more thrusts and licks before James is shuddering through his first orgasm. Breaths coming quicker until he eventually breaks off into a keen, thighs quivering around Regulus’ head, squeezing at his skull and riding it out, grinding his cunt uncoordinatedly forward into Regulus’ face all the while convulsing around his fingers.

He squeezes in waves of pleasure and it makes Regulus so delirious that he blinks and the next thing he knows is him kneeling against James’ ass, belt undone, slacks shoved down just enough and prodding at his slick, puffy entrance with the head of his cock.

James is staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, mouth agape and pupils so dilated they’ve swallowed most of the beautiful, dark chocolate brown.

“Baby,” Regulus prompts, bending James’ knees towards his ears with a grunt, “Jamie, be a good boy and hold these there for me.” His husband slowly blinks him back into focus, silently obliging and hooking his fingers into the bend of his knees—thank the higher powers James still does yoga once a week.

Regulus leans in, one hand holding him up off the couch, the other fisting around the length of him and smearing it through James’ wetness, “Now are you going to be able to be good and keep yourself wide open for me or are you already fucked too stupid, huh? An old man? Maybe we should postpone it for next year, ay papi, what do you say?”

James whines pathetically, rubbing his head into one of the throw pillows, knotting his black hair up even more before he swallows frantically, “No, Reg, pleaseplease, I can take it. Please, love, I’m gonna be good for you, I prom–Aah—”

Regulus bottoms out in one smooth thrust, vision dotting with black spots at the mind bending heat and vice grip James has on him, already pulsing around him shallowly.

He grants James a moment to get used to being full, slowly rocking his hips back and forth and listening for when his whimpers turn into soft moans, turning needy again, and then he reaches up to grip his chin, “Then take it, slut.”

The pace he picks up into is hard, not too fast but unforgiving and steady, a sure way to drive James crazy. Regulus nips his way along his husband’s chest, nuzzling his nose through chest hair and biting and licking at his dark nipples, tasting salt and sweat, feeling his cock twitch at the taste deep inside his husband.

When Regulus feels himself lose rhythm he hikes James’ legs impossibly higher, draping one of them over his shoulder before he starts spanking him again. The angle is awkward but it’s working, going off of the way James keeps jerking at the stinging contact, clenching around the length of Regulus and working himself into a frenzy, gasping and whimpering and groaning like he’s getting the best cock of his entire life.

“Touch yourself, baby,” Regulus demands, breath stuttering as he watches a fat tear roll down the side of James’ face, disappearing into the shorter hair at his temple.

Regulus keeps James’ thighs wide and open, rolling his hips with abandon, groaning and panting with every thrust, feeling sweat bead on his forehead and desperately trying not to lose control when James snakes a hand between his legs, frantically circling his cock while Regulus keeps pumping in and out of him.

“If you could only see yourself, baby,” Regulus grits out, “Fucking masterpiece, splayed out for me like this. Obliging my every demand, so fucking good, baby.”

James moans happily, tongue lolling out and without thinking Regulus sticks two of his fingers into his mouth, rubbing over his tongue and feeling the saliva coat them thickly.

“Can you go ahead and cum for me again, Jamie?”

James whines an affirmative around his digits, slurping messily, a trickle of drool trailing down the corner off his mouth.

“Think you’ll be a good boy and squirt all over me, baby? You know how much I love when you cum like that, hm?”

James breath hitches impossibly, eyes threatening to flutter shut as he nods deliriously.

Regulus quickly grabs him by the jaw, “Keep looking at me, James. I know you can do that for me, baby.”

And so he does.

On the next thrust James starts quivering again, fingers working furiously over his cock, mouth falling open around a silent scream and gazing Regulus right in the eyes as he pounds into him and James squirts around him. Spraying everywhere, absolutely in all directions and fucking messy, wetting Regulus’ torso and the couch—Regulus wouldn’t be surprised if the carpet wasn’t unscathed either.

That’s really all Regulus can take before his hips stutter in their pace and he buries himself deep inside James, letting the pulsing of his husband’s orgasm milk him dry as he spills and spills his cum into James for what feels like minutes on end.

At some point James lets his trembling legs back down, crossing his ankles tightly under Regulus’ bum as this one keeps jerking into his husband’s hole.

Once they’re both done Regulus is too exhausted to do anything else but collapse forward into James’ chest which he accepts with a happy hum.

They take a few minutes like this, James slowly coming to and starting to play with the curls at Regulus’ nape and Regulus breathing in the comforting scent of James, raking his short nails up and down the side of his ribcage.

After a while James presses a feebly kiss into the side of Regulus’ head, huffing out a big breath that makes Regulus rise with the motion of his chest before he snickers, “Well, happy fucking birthday to me.”

Regulus chuckles into the crook of James’ neck, dropping a kiss there before lifting and staring into his husband’s droopy eyes, “Yeah, happy fucking birthday to you, baby.”

#sirius arrives and is like: huh since when do you have a blanket draped over ur couch like that? that wasn't here two weeks ag-#jegulus #*gets forcefully elbowed by regulus*#jegulus microfic #jegulus oneshot #starchaser #sunseeker #james potter #regulus black #marauders #lune writes #lune’s tiny fic #trans james potter #ftm james potter #sub james potter #dom regulus black

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junipermonkey · 1 year

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Subjames ¹⁸⁺

|Needy After Practice|

Subjames, making out, No!mommy kink, p in v, dryhumping, male moans, hair pulling, rough, slight noncon (maybeidk), dacryphilia, cream pie, overstimulated, multiple orgasms, size kink?

James had just finished his long quidditch practice. Already showered in the locker rooms and eager to make it back to his single head boy dorm knowing you would be there waiting for him. You had promised before he left that afternoon to be his room when he finished practice.

When James came in you were already sitting there pretty on the chair of his desk looking through a muggle magazine. Your legs on display with your boy short underwear on and baby tee. At the notice of James’ presence you stood up the closing the door for him as he was unable to with his hands full with quidditch gear.

“Hey Jami-” When you closed the door he dropped the gear in a clutter, taking your hips in his hands and kissing you only allowing a second for you to kiss him back before he pulled away ducking he head down. His lips hovering beneath your jawline and teeth against it roughly kissing the your neck. You took a sharp intake of air.

“You’re gonna leave a mark” you breathed but standing slightly on your toes to give him more room.

“Mhmm” James mumbled against your throat.

His hands moved up to your waist and gave a harsh squeeze before letting go of your neck and moving up to your ear. “Need you” James said throatily with desperation in his tone bringing you body to lay flat on him and a gentle unintentional thrust on your hip in need.

You moved his head level with yours and crashed your lips against his. James let you take all the dominance in the kiss. Your hands reaching into his damp hair and wanking it as if to bring your faces impossibly closer. You smirked against his lips as he hummed meekly into you mouth. Both of you walked in union still making out until you knees touched the edge of the bed. Moving your hands away from his hair and down to his waist you allowed yourself to fall back into the bed bringing him down with you.

Your knees bent and legs open to let James rest his clothed cock snug in your center. James continued on kissing you, unable to refrain himself from rocking his hips into yours. He only stops when you push his shoulders up letting him rest above you. His look was innocent as if waiting for instruction though his eyes still hooded in lust.

“Take it off” you said and watched as James frantically stood pulling off his shirt and fumbling with his pants and underwear trying to jump out of them as fast as possible, kicking off his shoes before climbing onto the bed sitting on his calves.

Watching as you took off your shirt and bra. Listening as you told him to take off your underwear. Lifting your hips and narrowing your legs to aid him.

The second your panties were gone you wrapped your legs around his waist causing him to fall over you. His only support being his elbows in line with your head.

Your lips met again and this time with more need. James lips were sloppy against yours. Your bare cunt and his hard cock rubbed together. His precum lubricated head catching onto your clit with each rock.

Grabbing his waist you position him so his dick pushed into you. His head fell into the crevice of your neck at the movements letting out breathily moans.

“Please, please” James didn’t know what he was asking for as your hands on his waist guided him in thrusting into you. The thrust were slow making him pull out almost completely before sliding in so deep that it was as if he was trying to get balls deep into you. Your hot skin pressed close onto each other, you boobs smashed by his toned chest.

You let him use you as he deperatly rutted in trying to milk his cock into you pussy. You moaned at how deep he was and the intensity of the moment.

“Pleas- I just- let me” he sounded as if he was crying in pleasure.

It happened in a second you were to close to even understand the movement. James pulled out off you, your hands falling from his waist. His big hands grabbed onto your waist almost incasing your stomach whole and flipping you over to lay on your stomach. His having a iron grip on your lower waist pushing you impossibly in to mattress. Your word muffled by the pillows. He pushed back into your dripping pussy with a chocked moan.

Though his movement should have held dominance. They did not. His overwhelming pleasure and need to feel you deeper over took him. The slow thrusts not meant to tease him did just that.

James overwhelming emotions consumed his trance of need to fill you, need for release, need to be closer to you, need. And guilt filling him of using his strength against you to take you in such a way.

“I’m sorry , I just mfmm…” he was quivering above you. His mind in a haze. He was pounding into your cunt with pure animalistic instinct. It was all to much for him. His cock destoring your hole.

You came the first time in a haze your pussy cleching and spasming at his powerful thrusts. James continued unable to stop himself rutting into you pussy with desperation. The overstimulated was. To much. For you and your body thrashed to get out of his hard grip. Your cheching only causing him to pin you even more painfully into the bed.

James was had tears brimming his eyes. Moans leaving his mouth loudly and broken apologies. He trying to pound into you harder, push himself deeper into you, get impossibly closer. You were filling all his sense. The tightness of you cunt was far to much for him.

James let out a loud wine as he fell on top of you biting your neck. “M’sorry” you could feel his harsh thrust stuttering and falling into a feverish pace. His cock twitching inside of you as you let your self cum for a second time around his cock this orgasm longer than the first.

His moans didn’t stop no pauses in between them that sounded more like cries. His cum filled you to the brim as if it couldn’t stop coming and his thrust had to stop at how tight you were squeezing him. He breathed out unable to pull out of you at the overstimulated of any moment to his cock.

You let out a sigh as he pulled away laying next to you. Finally taking in his appearance and his red rimmed eyes he couldn’t stop himself letting the tears fall. You reassured him you understood as he held you tightly.

Requested are open!

#mauraders #marauders smut #james potter #james potter smut #smut #Harry Potter smut #male sub #oneshot #fem dom reader #james potter x reader #marauders era #hp smut

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morwap · 1 year

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Sub!james getting fucked silly by the fem quidditch captain of the rival team, being all needy and stupid.

i did pegging but if that’s not what u intended let me know

james’ face was pressed into his pillow, he couldn’t keep track of how many time he’s came but the mess under him was evident.

you weren’t going easy, your nails left marks on his hips as you moved him. he was being so good for you, taking it like a good boy.

sliding one hand down to his cock made him jerk into your hand with a whine into his pillow.

“you gonna cum again?” you asked while pumping him, james responded with a hum.

you moved your hand faster, he bucked into your hand.

“is that a yes?” you asked already knowing the answer.

“yes-yes-yes!” james moaned out.

#marauder era #marauders #marauders x reader #james potter #james potter x reader smut #james potter smut #sub!james potter #sub james potter #sub!james potter x reader #sub!james potter smut #james potter x you #james potter x reader #james potter x y/n #dom!reader

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moonstruckme · 4 months

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Hi!! I was wondering if you could write (any length you’d like) Remus smut where reader is just so so desperate for him and he’s such a soft Dom🫶🏻 if not please just disregard this🫶🏻

Hi, thank you for requesting! Honestly unsure if this qualifies as full smut, but I hope you like it

cw: smut mdni, dom/sub dynamic

modern au

Remus Lupin x fem!reader ♡ 688 words

You’re hovering by the door. You think you’re being quiet, but Remus can hear the floorboards creaking as you shift from foot to foot.

Reluctantly, he tears his attention from his story. “Something the matter, dove?”

Your eyes widen. As if you’d never in a million years have expected to attract his notice. Remus might roll his eyes if it weren’t so cute.

“No,” you say quickly. “Everything’s fine, just miss you.”

He gives you a small smile. “Sorry, I won’t be much longer. You know how it is, though, I can’t just stop in the middle of a chapter or I’ll have trouble getting back in the flow next time.”

“Right, I know.” You rub your lips together. “I’m not trying to rush you.”

“Just a few more minutes, honey.”

“Okay.”

There’s a moment of silence, but Remus lets it sit, sensing you have more to say.

He’s right. “Can I sit by you while you work?” your voice is tentative. “I’ll be quiet.”

He chuckles. “Yeah, course you can.”

You go eagerly to his feet, resting your cheek against his leg. “Thanks,” you mumble.

Remus manages to type with one hand so he can stroke your head while he works. He’s nearly done with his chapter when he feels movement against his thigh. He looks down. You’re nuzzling your cheek against the rough material of his pants with glazed-over eyes, teeth working into your bottom lip. He thinks he sees your thighs shifting against each other under your skirt.

“Baby.”

The word sounds dipped in honey, and yet you look up like you’re in trouble.

“Sorry,” you say, lifting your face from his leg.

“It’s alright,” he says gently. “I didn’t realize you were feeling so needy, honey. Wanna sit on my lap and keep yourself busy while I finish up?”

A smile splits your face, and Remus chuckles when you scramble up. He sets a hand on your waist as you straddle his leg, your skirt fanned out around you.

“Just take it easy, alright? I’m almost done, I’ll take care of you in a minute.”

You nod happily. “Thanks, Rem.”

“Course.”

Remus tries to focus on the story as he types, but it’s not easy. You work yourself up in record time, fingers digging into his shoulders and lips turning red and raw as your hips move under his hand. He can feel the heat of you through his pantleg.

The words are far from perfect, but it’s a relief when he finishes. You look up when his laptop shuts with a click. Your eyes brighten.

“You having fun, dove?”

“Mhm.”

“Yeah?” Remus lets his voice stretch out low and sultry, reaching up to run his thumb over your bottom lip. It’s wet and swollen, pliable to his touch. Your eyelids droop and you grind your hips harder into his thigh. “You’ve been such a good girl for me.”

You flush a pretty pink but can’t repress your smile at the praise. Remus kisses you slowly, paying special attention to that tormented bottom lip. He soothes his tongue over the bite marks you’ve made, stroking your hip from bum to waist with his hand.

“Why’re you embarrassed?”

“I’m not embarrassed.”

“No?” He kisses the supple skin underneath your jaw, pressing his lips to your racing pulse. “You’re blushing like mad, dove.”

You fluster, setting your hands on his face and ducking away from him. “Remus,” you whine. “You’re being mean.”

He grins, almost sheepish but not quite. “You’re right, honey, I’m sorry. You’re just too cute like this.”

“You said you’d take care of me,” you remind him. “I was good for you.”

“You were,” he agrees, bestowing a far kinder kiss to the corner of your lips. “You’re always my good girl, hm?”

You gasp as his hand slips under your skirt, fingers flattening over your panties. They’re soaked. He hooks a finger in the fabric to pull it aside, keeping his eyes on yours while he prods experimentally at your warmth.

You make a quiet whimpering sound. Remus kisses you placatingly.

“You always get what you want in the end, don’t you?”

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vxntagedior · 1 year

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Hello x could you do more causal dominance with remus with reader forgetting to take there meds or being on screens too late ty ty <33

"off your laptop and take your meds." just in the tone of his voice you knew you needed to comply.

pushing yourself away from your desk, ringing out your neck, rubbing your eyes, adjusting yourself to the light.

turning around you already saw remus standing, water in one hand, your medication in the other.

letting him put them in your mouth, remus held onto your jaw, pouring water into your mouth.

leaning your chin down slightly, you swallowed the pills, looking back up at remus.

"good girl." he cooed, his hand now caressing your cheeks, "let's go ready for bed hmm?"

"'kay." you muttered, hearing him clear his throat, "okay."

#fi's baby blurbs #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus lupin x girlfriend!reader #remus lupin #dom!remus lupin #dom!remus lupin x sub!reader #dom!remus lupin x reader #marauders #marauders x reader #marauders era #marauders au

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beautifulbrainrot · 7 months

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innocent!sub!reader coming to dom!remus, tears in their eyes, begging them to help take away the ache between their legs

i love u anon.

remus lupin x innocent!reader

cw 18+ soft dom!remus, sub!innocent!reader, oral (f receiving, dacryphilia, innocence kink

remus was alone in his dorm, reading, when someone came frantically knocking on his door. he quickly got up and opened the door, eyes widening as he saw you standing there.

he lept into action mode as he saw the tears in your wide, doe eyes, immediately beckoning you into his room.

“what’s wrong love?” he asked softly, placing his hand on your cheek. you and remus had been friends for a while, and he had been harbouring a crush on you the whole time, but he never let himself give in and ask you out. you were so sweet, kind, so perfect and so fucking innocent. remus couldn’t ruin that. but oh, how he so wanted to.

“remmy.. somethings- - something weird is happening to me!” you whined, tilting your head, effectively nuzzling into his warm palm.

“what’s happening love?” he asked calmly, trying not to blush as you leaned into his hand instinctively. it was at this moment he realised that accompanying the tears in your eyes, was your flushed face, and as he looked lower he noticed your thighs were clenched together.

you lowered your hand, brushing over the front of your tiny shorts. remus’ eyes went wide.

“i’m all achey here!” you whined, squirming. “please help me, rem, i don’t know what’s going on!” you cried, tears dripping down your flushed cheeks.

remus was blushing more than he ever thought possible. he knew you were innocent, but, merlin, this was something else. but he couldn’t help as blood rushed to.. other places as he looked down at you, hand clamped between your thighs, squirming, your eyes big and teary.

fuck it.

“lie down on the bed love, i can make you feel better.” he breathed. you nodded, sniffling, before heading over to remus’ bed and lying down on your back. you gasped as remus crawled up the bed, in between your legs until his face was level with your aching crotch.

“is this where it hurts?”

you nodded softly.

“can i take these shorts off, love?” he asked, voice gentle and soft. you nodded again, giving him your permission.

you lifted your hips slightly to help him slide off the small shorts, and his eyes widened, pupils blown as he looked upon your now only panty clad cunt. to make things better, the panties were damp with your slick, making the soft cotton material cling to your folds.

unable to help himself, he leaned in, licking a stripe up your panties, tasting you through the fabric. you squeaked, thighs clamping instinctively around his head at the sudden stimulation.

he gently pried your thighs open with his strong hands, and lifted his head away from your pussy to look up at you.

“rem- that felt- oh!” you whimpered as he pressed a kiss to your clothed clit, squirming your hips lightly in his grasp.

“did it feel good?” he asked softly, his lips so close to your pussy that you felt tingly all over. you nodded shyly.

“can i take these off too?” he asked again, getting ready to pull your little panties down. you nodded again, sighing softly as he pulled them down and his warm breath hit your exposed cunt.

he marvelled at your pretty pussy, the slick folds, fluttering hole and puffy clit. merlin, how beautiful you were.

“so pretty, love.” he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to your now bare clit, smiling softly as you whimpered and squirmed.

“thank you, remmy..” you whimpered, only to gasp when he suddenly licked a broad stripe up your pussy, from your entrance to your clit.

“remus! ah- - oh!” you squealed, hands going down to his curls, tortured between pulling his face away or pushing him further in. he smiled wolfishly into your cunt, before starting to suckle on your puffy clit.

you almost screamed at the extremely pleasurable sensation, throwing your head back into remus’ pillows. you had never felt anything like this before, and, merlin, did it feel so good.

“rem! that feels so- so good…” you moaned breathlessly, moving your hips mindlessly so that you were rocking your pussy against his face. he went along with it eagerly, lapping at your cunt like a starved man, paying close attention to your clit as he knew that would give you the maximum amount of pleasure.

you tugged and grasped at his curls, mind foggy, only gasps and moans leaving your parted lips. remus was basking in the noises coming from your lips, swirling his tongue around your sensitive clit to see what other sounds you might produce at the pleasurable sensation. he was not disappointed as you whimpered and whined, pushing his face closer to your pussy.

it didn’t take long until your legs were trembling, thighs trying to squeeze around remus’ head as the pressure builded, and builded.

you squeaked, eyes opening as you felt that pressure in your core, that warmth in your lower belly.

“remmy- something- - somethings happening! ah- ah!!” you cried as remus coaxed you through your orgasm, whispering into your pretty pussy for you to just let go, to let go for him.

your thighs trembled as you moaned, hips rocking against his face as you rode out your orgasm. you breathing was heavy as you came down, and remus crawled up your body, so that he could see your face.

you were flushed and smiling softly, eyes closed. he leaned in and your eyes opened slightly, before closing again as his lips pressed softly against yours.

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lexithwrites · 5 days

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Jegulus breeding kink:)

People are gonna want submissive reg but I’m not about that life so have sub top James begging reg to cum inside him and reg taunting him that he’s so cute when he begs and pulls off of James to edge him until he came so hard and for so long that regulus shudders and has to clench to keep it in

#don’t look at me #I’m a dom power bottom regulus until the day I die #the marauders #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #mail

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remuslupinslittleslut · 2 months

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Teach us - Part two

It's finally here babes! Part two to this.

Poly!Marauders, dom!reader, dom!remus, sub!sirius, sub!jamie.

Masterlist.

Moving away from James, you made your way toward Sirius. He was attractive, there’s no denying it. But you wanted to take him down a notch with the way he was so cocky about it. “Hi, pretty boy,” you said, despite yourself, as you sat down next to him on the bed.

“Hi,” he said, “and before you ask, yes I have kissed a girl before.”

Rolling your eyes, you fell back onto the bed. “Careful, or I won’t let you come,” you said, giving him a pointed look. He at least had enough sense to look embarrassed. “Well, are you gonna get over here, or do you just wanna hold hands?” You ask, turning your face toward the ceiling, waiting for the boy next to you to climb on top.

“Go on then, show me how you’ve kissed all those other girls”, you smirked up at him as he made himself comfortable on top of you. You noticed the blush creeping up his cheeks before he leaned down, pressing his lips against yours. They were slightly chapped, you knew he’d been biting on them. The kiss was still soft, though, even pulling a moan from somewhere deep in your throat. “Now that’s a good boy,” you said, patting his cheek.

Feeling his confidence grow, he let his hips push against yours. Sighing, you turned your head toward Remus’, “Rem, I think maybe this one needs to be taught things you know better than me?” Remus quirked one brow and left his place on his own bed, making his way over to the pair of you, standing behind Sirius’ body, layed out over yours.

“Little padsy, being bad for my girl? Thought you were gonna be on your best behaviour tonight?” He asked, pulling Sirius’ up by the neck, pressing the body against him. “Now you’ve been rude and you’re gonna make it up to her, gonna fuck her real good, yeah?” Sirius’ head was thrown back, over Remus’ shoulder, giving you quite the sight. It only got better as Remus’ hand made its way down Sirius’ front, fingers pushing into his underwear, squeezing the other boy’s cock. “First, you’ve gotta make sure she’s all wet, start with your hands,” before Sirius could put his hand between your legs on his own, Remus’ hand wrapped around his, helping him move his hand to where it was supposed to go.

“Is she wet?” Remus asked, though he already knew the answer as both of their hands rubbed against your moistened cunt. Sirius nodded, vigorously. “Then,” Remus said, “you can lick her, wetten her even more, don’t worry, I’ll show you how.” You knew to push your legs even further apart, pressing your feet into the mattress. Remus pushed the other boy’s head down, holding him by his hair now, big chest pressed against the smaller back. “Now, you stick your tongue out.” Sirius did. And then, you received the hottest head of your life, the virgin tongue licking against your clit, completely controlled by your boyfriend’s hand. “Come on, do better,” Remus said, gripping Sirius’ hair even harder, pushing his head closer against you.

Back arching, you allowed moans to spill out of your mouth freely. It was incredibly hot, how Remus used Sirius as a means to get you off. Getting lost in your head, it suddenly stopped. Remus had pulled Sirius away from your cunt, and boy was it a sight to be seen, his mouth was still half open, eyes wild, lower face dampened by your juices. “Now, you gotta be a good boy and thank her for letting you eat her cunt, go ahead,” Remus demanded, hand petting Sirius’ face, rather hard. “Thank you, for letting me eat your cunt,” Sirius said eyes avoiding yours. “Awe, good boy, thank you for doing it, did so well little one,” you said, reaching down to toussle his hair.

Making eyes with Remus, he smiled at you, affection he did not show Sirius at the moment. It was clear what roles you were playing, you were being the soft dom, being nice and sweet to the boy here to learn. Remus, on the other hand, played bad cop, hard dom, controlling Sirius and teaching him everything about fucking a girl.

“C’mon now, pads, you wanna run around and be a dog all the time, now you can learn how to fuck like one, turn her around.” The kindness just shown to you had escaped, flown out the window. Back was hard Remus, here to teach a lesson. And Sirius, so eager to learn, pushed himself up before using his hands to turn you over, placing you on your stomach.

“Now, you see, you’ve gotta make sure she gets her little butt up, yeah that’s it,” Remus said, sitting himself down next to you, eyes focused on Sirius and his hands. “Get yourself out, make sure you’re all the way hard, yeah, you can do that.” You felt the bed moving, and figured Sirius was likely tugging on his own cock, bringing himself to full hardness again. The bed shifted, again, as Remus moved to get a better look. “You wanna make sure you get the right hole, preferably the first time,” Remus chuckled, lightly hitting your butt, showing you he hadn’t forgotten about you. Before you knew, Remus had helped Sirius, by holding his cock, to push into your tight little hole, filling you up deliciously. He was the smallest of the three, but in no way small.

He had stilted inside of you, fully sheathed. “How’s she feel?” Remus asked, you could hear the grin on his voice. He only got some breathy moans in reply. “You can move, y’know,” he said, before moving again, head coming to rest next to yours. “You okay, love?” He kissed your nose. “Yeah,” you said, smiling at him.

Deciding Sirius took too long to fuck you, Remus decided to get things into his own hands. Literally. He moved off the bed, once again, to stand behind Sirius, hands coming down onto his shoulders. “You’ve just gotta move your hips, like this.” He showed him how to move, by moving his own hips at the same time, pressing his own bulge into Sirius’ arse, he helped him move his cock in and out of you. “But don’t come, you haven’t gotten permission yet,” Remus’ voice was muffled now, lips pressed against Sirius’ neck.

“God, moons, you’re killing me,” Sirius was whining, cock pulsing inside of you, you could feel him getting closer to his high. It felt amazing, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to come from it. “You’re not coming ‘til she does, and the way you’re going, that’s going to take hours.” Remus pinched the hips of the smaller boy. “You could pull out, eat her cunt again, make her cum this time, or you could,” he moved Sirius’ hand, placing it between your thighs, letting him find your clit and showing him how to rub it, “rub her here on her clitoris, and if you’re good at it, you could make her come from that.” Remus’ voice turned into more of a whisper as he felt Sirius’ get the hang of it. “That’s right, now just keep going, d’you feel that?” It did feel very good, his fingers moved well, and along with the feeling of his cock still inside you, it sent you closer to the edge, walls clamping down around him.

“Yeah, oh, god,” Sirius was moaning, his hips started to move again, while still rubbing your clit. “Come on, come, please, come, I need to, I gotta,” he sounded so desperate. It was cute, really, adorable, so sweet, this little virgin boy, begging you to let him come. Helping him by moving your hips, you felt Remus doing the same from the other side, sandwiching him into his first ever orgasm in a girl. As he filled you up, little virgin cock spurting inside you, you felt your orgasm wash over you, it was soft, not life changing, but still wonderful and very sexy, if nothing else then for fact that the situation was incredibly hot.

Falling face down on the bed, you felt Sirius’ body drape over yours, collapsed in post-orgasmic bliss. You allowed him to stay like that for a few minutes, before you needed to breathe normal again.

“Hey, pretty boy, that was very good, Remmy was so kind to help you, right?” You ask, brushing your fingers into his soft curls, kissing his forehead. “You did really good, such a good boy.” Remus, who had gone to get James, agreed, “yeah, pads, really good, but I still think you need more practice, unlike Jamie over here,” he moved the limp, muscular boy onto the bed, which he enchanted to expand in size, “he was a natural, taking everything like the best little boy, huh?”

Groaning, you pushed yourself up to move around and change positions on the bed. You rolled James over, so that he could wrap his arms around you from behind, while you held Sirius close, Remus wrapped around Sirius’ other side. “You two were such good boys tonight,” you said, scratching liglty along James’ arm, your other hand holding Sirius close.

“Yeah, good little boys,” Remus said, teasingly, nibbing at Sirius’ ear, “so, what should we teach tomorrow?”

Tagged for pt two:

@missakward123 @remusremorse @arwensloanebarnes

Whilst writing this I kind of fell in love with this setting I might write even more, I love the dynamics!

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