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moonstruckme · 30 days

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absolutely begging for a part 2 of the sirius angst blurb with reader being more distant during sex and sirius notices. obviously take your time and take care of yourself!! mwah mwah mwah. thank you for EVEN reading this request.

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cw: smut mdni, p in v, miscommunication trope

part 1

fwb!Sirius x fem!reader ♡ 1.5k words

You think you’ve been doing a fairly decent job of staying out of your own head. You’re keeping intentionally focussed on Sirius’ body and the things it does to you. His tattooed biceps flexing, hands clutching your hips to guide your movements, pretty, perfect mouth forming your name.

He says it again, getting your attention. Reluctantly, you meet his eyes. Sirius grins wickedly.

“Someone’s quiet today. You with me, gorgeous?”

“Mhm.” You lay a hand over his chest and lean forward to drive him deeper inside you.

He curses at the new fit, and you grin in a way you hope looks normal, clenching your walls around him.

“Fuck,” Sirius hisses. “That’s my girl.”

It’s like someone’s thrown a bucket of water on the heat in your core. Your stomach drops embarrassingly, because you’re not his girl. He’d made the restrictions of your arrangement very clear when he’d spoken to Remus last week. Why would Sirius call you that when you both know it’s not true?

“Hey.” The boy below you catches on to your shift in mood quicker than you would have expected. He looks up at you bemusedly, his grip on your hips turning from possessive to conscientious. “You okay? Wanna stop?”

You shake your head before you can think. “No, let’s keep going.”

You try to find your rhythm again, but Sirius doesn’t match you. Dark brows descend over stormcloud eyes.

“I don’t want to do anything you’re not into, dollface.”

“You’re not,” you huff.

He looks at you for a second, gaze unabashedly scrutinizing. “You’re upset,” he deduces.

You laugh, incredulous. “I am not.”

But Sirius has made his decision. His grasp on your hips strengthens again as he lifts you enough to pull out, slipping from underneath you and sitting up by your pillows. You purse your lips but put your underwear—a thong you hope he doesn’t think was for his benefit—back on when he does, taking the shirt he tosses you and tugging it over your head.

Sirius sprawls out on his side, propping his chin on a hand. “Why the pout, hm?”

“I’m not pouting.”

He grins. “Yeah, you are.”

And fine, you are, but not because of him. Because you’re still pissed at yourself for being hurt. For thinking, foolishly, that you would be fine with having Sirius over when he’d texted you that he was in the mood despite still nursing your wound from just a week before. Mortified at yourself for ever having cared, and worse for caring still.

Sirius’ eyes soften as if he’s seen something in your expression. His grip is gentle beneath the teasing as he tugs you down by your arm, encouraging you to lay beside him.

“Wanna tell me why?” he asks.

You do, actually. It makes frustration prickle over your skin to think about how much you’d love to tell him about this. You’d fallen into the habit, stupidly, of spilling your guts to Sirius about most things. He was already one of your closest friends, but with this new level of intimacy between you…you’d lost sight of boundaries that had existed for a reason.

The last thing either of you need is for you to burden him with your emotions about this.

“I’m not pouting,” you say again, obstinately.

Sirius frowns. His hand crosses the short distance to your hip, one finger running absentmindedly over the hem of his shirt you’ve thrown on.

“Something’s upset you,” he muses. “Is it me?”

“No,” you say.

Something flickers in Sirius’ eyes. “Liar.”

Your lips part to argue, but it’s no use. He looks too certain. “How do you do that?”

His lips quirk, but there’s not much humor in his expression. “It’s a gift. Gonna tell me how I fucked up, pretty girl?”

You shake your head. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

It’s the truth this time, and Sirius can see it. His brow creases in puzzlement.

“M’sure I did at some point,” he says softly. His fingers push the cotton of his t-shirt up your side, toying with your underwear. “You’re just too nice to blame me for it.”

His knuckle brushes your hip as he runs his finger along the thin, silken fabric of your thong, and you don’t stop your eyes from going to the motion. You whisper, “Why do you touch me like this?”

For a moment, Sirius’ expression shutters. “I thought this was what we did.” His voice is quiet, not quite question and not quite answer. “Do you not want me to touch you?”

You do, too much. But for different reasons. Not just because you’re friends with this extra element to your relationship. You want him to touch you with something more. You want to touch him back in the same way, uninhibited.

“It’s fine,” you say.

“No, hey.” Sirius slips his finger from your thong. The fabric snaps back into place without much bite. “Don’t say that.”

“What do you want me to say?”

He looks hurt you would ask. “Say what you’re thinking.”

You blow out a breath, rolling onto your back. You don’t want to look at him, but you can still feel his gaze on you, searching and worried.

“It’s my fault,” you say, “okay? It’s really nothing to do with you, I just…got a bit caught up in all this and started feeling things I know we agreed not to.” You sneak a glance at him, eyes shooting back to the ceiling when they accidentally meet his. “I couldn’t help it, but I’m trying to get past it.”

You hear Sirius’ hand whisper against the sheets as it inches towards you. It stops partway. “That’s alright,” he says, a gentleness you can’t bear in his voice. “Why would you think that’s something you had to hide from me? It’s bound to happen with these things.”

You smile wryly. “Oh, because you’re so irresistible?”

“I mean, for one thing.” You can feel the tingling of his grin directed at you, but it fades as he sobers. “But also just because it’s natural, you know? I think we were both a bit too sure of ourselves when we started doing this. It’s not so easy to separate out as we thought.”

You turn your head to look at him. “You don’t seem to have any trouble.”

Sirius’ eyebrows rise. “Why would you think that?”

“Because…” You gesture flippantly with a hand. “Because of what you said to Remus last week. We’re just friends, no?”

Sirius stills for a moment, and then the breath goes out of him in a single, long exhale. He lets his chin drop from his hand, resting his head on a curled arm. “You were privy to that conversation, were you?”

You shrug. “James’ bathroom door isn’t as soundproofed as we thought.”

He chuckles. “Guess we should have been more quiet.”

You smile halfheartedly, and Sirius’ humor fades. He looks at you carefully. If you didn’t know him better, you’d think he was attempting the odd and unconventional practice of thinking before he speaks.

“I’m not sure I said anything to Moony about what I was thinking,” he says after a minute. “I spoke about the terms of our arrangement, but I sort of avoided…putting my own feelings in the mix.”

You’re not so careful with your words. After a week of stewing, you don’t have the patience. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Sirius laughs through his nose like he can sense your agitation. “Just that I was more so making presumptions about how you felt than volunteering information on my own situation.” His hand creeps closer, making shushing noises against the sheets, until his fingertips are teasing your own. It sends zaps of energy all the way up your arm to the tips of your toes. You curl your legs in closer to you. “I didn’t want to embarrass myself,” Sirius says. “I was some pining twit who’d started having sex with a friend and then couldn’t keep my own feelings under control. What kind of idiot does that?”

You feel your lips twitch. Sirius’ grin slashes across his face. “Yeah, I don’t know anyone that daft,” you say.

His laugh is low and belly-deep. “Can I hug you, please?”

“Yeah,” you sigh, feigning reluctance despite the commotion in your stomach that’s getting harder to ignore.

You start to sit up, but Sirius rolls right on top of you, pressing you into the bed and needling his arms underneath your shoulders. He smushes his cheek to yours.

“I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings, dollface,” he says, words breezing over your ear. “I could have saved us both a lot of time if I’d manned up and spoken to you about it.”

You cross your wrists over his back and bring your knees up so they’re squeezing his sides. Sirius makes a ridiculously pleased humming sound. “It’s okay. I wasn’t planning on talking to you either.”

He laughs, turning his face into yours so the sound vibrates against your temple. “One of us is going to have to pick up some emotional intelligence, else we’ll need James to referee our every interaction.”

You squeeze him tight, happiness like a bubble close to bursting in your chest. “I dunno,” you say, and Sirius is clearly chuffed at the audible smile in your voice. He stamps a firm kiss of approval to your hairline. “I think we’ve done alright.”

Contentment oozes from his tone, too. “Yeah, I suppose so.”

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jjmaybankshousekeeping · 4 months

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friends (with benefits) - marlene mckinnon

summary - marlene and her ‘best friend’ have some fun during a movie with their friends, having to be very sneaky.

warnings - smut, fingering (f given) pet names used, semi-public sexual acts. lmk if there’s any i missed.

word count - 565

a/n - i’ve loved this idea for so long and i just had to write it.

post number - 4

reader - she/her, fem.

marlene and yn had been friends for as long as they could remember , but recently things had changed. their friendship was… different, to say the least.

currently, yn and marlene were lying in the spare bed of the marauders dorm room, watching a movie with james, sirius, peter and remus.

due to the way each of them were lying, facing the movie, none of them could even see the two girls on the bed at the back of the room.

so far there was nothing unusual happening, until marlene noticed that there was a loud fight scene going on in the movie.

“yn.” the blonde whispered.

yn turned to face her, “yeah.”

“how’re you feeling right now?”

she whispered back, “i’m feeling pretty good, how are you feeling marls?”

“well, i was hoping i could be feeling you again. if that’s alright with you?”

yn smirked, “gotta be quiet though.”

“of course.” marlene replied.

and soon enough, things were happening. feelings were felt.

marlene’s gaze had now been completely averted to yn, who was looking the same way. the scottish girl’s hand crept underneath the quilt they were covered by, and onto yn’s body.

yn turned slightly, making herself closer to marlene. marlene was quick to undo the button of yn’s trousers, not without a reassuring look from yn that is was okay to do so, and her hand quickly slid into her friend’s panties.

marlene was quick to slip two of other fingers inside of yn, while her thumb circled her clit. yn struggled to keep quiet.

“that good?” yn nodded in response, “gotta be quiet though.” marlene whispered softly.

“yeah.” yn breathed.

“good girl.”

marlene pumped her fingers, knowing exactly what her friend liked, as yn struggled to keep quiet. in order for marlene to go faster, she lifted her knees up so that nobody could see the fast motion going on under the blankets.

she sped up, as yn’s hand flew to cover her mouth.

“that good, baby? you like that?” marlene whispered as quietly as she could.

she got no response, as she expected. if yn spoke now, she would give them both away, not being able to keep herself quiet

“fuck, you’re so wet.” marlene pointed out.

she picked up the pace of her thumb, and slipped another finger into yn’s pussy. marlene could feel yn tense up.

“nearly.. there.” yn managed to breath out quietly.

“good girl, cum for me, sweetheart.”

as marlene’s fingers all sped up, yn reached her high, having the best climax she’d ever had. marlene smirked, not just because she had just done this to her best friend, but because she wouldn’t be able to subtly go to the bathroom.

in yn’s favour, the bathroom was right in between the bed they were on and peters bed, so she was able to sneak off to clean up ten minutes later, bringing back tissue for marlene to clean her fingers with.

and so, they went back to how they were before, acting as if nothing ever happened, and finished watching the movie.

yn sat up, “so, what’d you think of the movie guys?”

“pretty good.” the speckled boy responded.

“yeah, i loved the fight scene.” marlene responded, with a hinting tone towards yn.

“me too! that was so good, marls.” sirius responded

this wasn’t the first time this happened, and it definitely wasn’t the last.

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midnightpink · 26 days

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in my head, i play a supercut of us

read it here on ao3

James smiles against the skin of his neck, where he has his face buried. He doesn’t overthink it, doesn’t think about how he so desperately wants to be more than sex for Regulus, because there, in the bathroom of a bar, still in the haze of sex, James feels like it’s enough. For that night, for that moment. Afterwards, he has all the time in the world to regret it, but when Regulus hugs him and falls into comfortable silence, James decides it’s best to deal with it later.

(or: watch what being ‘fuck buddies’ does to two motherfuckers who happens to be in love with each other).

by: aliatreides

Words: 11,922, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M, Other

Characters: James Potter, Regulus Black, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans Potter , Pandora Lovegood, Barty Crouch Jr., Marlene McKinnon, Dorcas Meadowes, Evan Rosier, Minor Characters

Relationship: Regulus Black/James Potter, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Friends With Benefits, Trans Regulus Black, Fluff and Angst, a little bit of smut, Friends to Lovers, Kind of..., Oblivious James Potter, Oblivious Regulus Black, Happy Ending, POV James Potter, Comfort No Hurt, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, i love them!!

#james potter #regulus black #sirius black #remus lupin #fwb #jegulus #fic rec

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vxntagedior · 2 years

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can i request a bby blurb college!au with sirius? going out to a party and hooking up with him to find out you're neighbors

you felt like your brain was banged against your head, and you didn't even remember how you got back to your dorm. the last you remembered was being at a house party, having a few drinks, and following out a guy who invited you back to his dorm.

grabbing your toothbrush and toothpaste, you dragged yourself towards the door, out to the bathroom.

shutting the door behind you, you heard the next to you being opened, your neighbor coming out. you looked up, your eyes widening in horror.

"hello darling." sirius smirked, pressing a kiss to your forehead before heading to the bathrooms. "looks like you enjoyed your night."

#fi's baby blurbs #sirius black x reader #sirius black x fem!reader #sirius black #sirius black baby blurb #college!au #marauders au #marauders x reader #college!sirius black #college!sirius black x college!reader #fwb!sirius black #sirius black blurb #sirius black fluff

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lizpaige · 2 years

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the weekend | wolfstar fwb WIP snippet

10:29 p.m. Friday

Remus nearly jumped as he heard the knock at the door, although he had been anticipating this all evening. He had been desperately trying to keep his restless hands busy, not lingering too close to the door, not trying to act too eager, but who was he fooling? He dropped the dishes back in the sink, full to the brim of suds, wiping his hands hastily on his jeans and walked down the hall to the door. He stared at himself in the black-rimmed circular mirror hung up at the front door and took a deep measured breath, noting his cheeks were already flushed. Get a grip, Lupin.

He opened the door and was once again, stuck dumb with the leather-clad, big grin, effortlessly messy and simultaneously put together enigma that was Sirius Black.

“Hi,” he breathed, his voice nearly a squeak.

“Hi,” Sirius said, crossing the threshold and crashing their lips together, bodies soon to follow.

#wolfstar #wolfstar fic #remus/sirius #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders #james potter #harry potter #the marauders #remus loves sirius #mutual pining #fwb #wip #lizpaige fic

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siriussslut · 9 months

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fwb!james: pt 1, pt 2

punishing bf!james for mocking you

boners at the theater (featuring… sirius black!)

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¡ remus lupin !

before the full moon

double penetration (featuring… sirius black!)

soft sex

mean!cowboy!remus

cowboy!remus + throatfucking

cowboy!remus breeding you

sending remus a video…

eating his cum from your pussy

breed obsessed

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double penetration (featuring… remus lupin!)

stepdad fucks you in the dressing room

boners at the theater (featuring… james potter!)

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mommy eats you out

making out

eating dom!lily out

aftercare

when she can’t find the breast pump

at her job

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roommate!marlene teases you

riding her strap

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hungry for you

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casual

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innocence kink

evan fucks you in front of his friends (featuring… evan rosier and barty crouch jr!)

cockwarming

ice play

fuck him by the fire

hickeys on his thighs

fucking you while pandora fucks herself (featuring… pandora lovegood!)

blowjob training: pt 1, pt 2, pt 3

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taking them both (featuring… evan rosier!)

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evan fucks you in front of his friends (featuring… barty crouch jr and regulus black!)

rough throatfucking

fucking in the kitchen

sharing (featuring… barty crouch jr!)

filming for regulus (featuring… barty crouch jr!)

licking his cum away to keep you innocent

¡ pandora rosier / lovegood !

pictures

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fucking herself while regulus fucks you (featuring… regulus black!)

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¡ other !

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ginevrapng · 3 months

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𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃

pairing: fwb!james x reader

word count: 1.5k words

warnings and contents: for my friends with benefits james there is no smut asdfghjkl, hurt, jealousy, FLUFF

you're sitting in the great hall eating breakfast and you spot james across the hall with all the other gryffindors. you're unable to stop your lip quirk upwards as you hear his boisterous laugh, which you guess is due to some joke or prank he's retelling.

your small smile drops as you see lily evans walk up the marauders. you've never had a problem with her, she is a popular gryffindor that is friendly and works well to get top marks but the way she's walking up to the marauders, looking at james determined and with a mission, fills you with slight dread. if you were completely honest you felt she spent more time with james then necessary, especially considering how they've got their own friends and how many times she turned him down in the past.

the hall is already pretty quiet due to everyone already have eaten and a lot of people stop their conversations or lower their voices as they see lily go up to james. everyone in every house knows that's irregular. for the previous years of hogwarts james followed lily everywhere like a lost puppy always asking her out and coming up to her but he had stopped. no one knew why. it was because of you.

because the hall became so silent you heard what evans asked james and you wished the hall was louder, you wished you didn't hear, you wish you were somewhere else, anywhere else, you started to become sick as she asked james if he's free this weekend to go to hogsmeade. "i don't know, i think remus has to study but i know sirius and peter are free too. are all the other girls going?" at that moment it's hard to tell if he's actually oblivious or if he knows exactly what she's asking him but he's choosing not to answer. he has a smile on his face but even from a distance it looks a bit forced to you.

if you were anyone else you would lean to the fact he's being oblivious but you're not anyone, people always underestimate james and you have a feeling james knows exactly what she's actually asking but for some reason he's pretending that he has no clue what she means but you don't know why he'd do that. james is kind and wouldn't want to embarrass someone so publicly but at the same time you're unsure of why he'd be so sure of turning her down but the fact that he is does makes you incredibly happy, you won't tell him that though.

"oh, i don't actually know what the girls are doing. i meant just us two. like on a date?" lily asks him, not wavering at all even with what james has previously said.

james sighs under his breath. "i've got things to do, you should go with someone else."

"what about another weekend?" lily asks, hopeful and you don't blame her for that, anyone would be hopeful asking out someone who in the past asked them out every other day.

"lily, i'm sorry if i'm hurting your feelings but i don't want to go on a date with you," he tells her and you can see that he's trying to be as nice as he can be in a situation like this. no one caught on to the fact that james said that he's only sorry that he's hurt her feelings, he's not sorry for not wanting to date her though, like it's not even an option on my mind, he's not entertaining the thought about going on a date with her, you don't catch on, lily doesn't, the marauders don't, no one does.

everyone is stunned, they thought for sure he'd say yes, he has been pining after her for so long and most people just thought he started playing hard to get, giving her some distance until she recognises how much she misses him but that wasn't true at all. lily never crosses his mind anymore, why would she? he has you. you're all he thinks about. yeah at one point he fancied lily but he loves you.

after a couple beats lily replies with an, "oh, alright then. i guess i'll see you in the common room." this time it's lily that forces a smile. james doesn't respond. she has just been rejected and it's making her feel dejected, not only does james not want to go on a date with her but he doesn't want to hang out with her either. the whole time she thought this was some ploy from james to get her attention but she realised she was wrong. he has no interest in her at all.

as soon as lily's out of earshot and going out of the great hall you hear the loud voices of james' friends. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT PRONGS? DON'T YOU WANT LILY ANYMORE?"

"that was mean james, you didn't have to reject her in front of everyone."

"YOU DON'T WANT EVANS? I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. I NEVER THOUGHT THIS DAY WOULD COME. CAN I GO FOR HER?"

"i've got to say i'm surprised to prongs, i never thought you'd shut lily down like that. she really does like you and if this is some trick to get her to like you more, don't do it. she talks about you a lot."

james interrupts his friends knowing this could go on all morning and knowing that you're definitely hearing all this, worried you might be getting the wrong idea. "you can go for her pads, it's none of my business." they all look even more shocked as they hear this but he carries on, "i have no interest in lily whatsoever, yes i used to but i moved on from that. i didn't try to be mean peter but she wasn't taking a hint, i kept trying to tell her no and to let her down gently and moony honestly you shouldn't be surprised if anything it's more surprising that this hasn't happened sooner, me and lily have absolutely nothing in common and we can barely hold a conversation together that last more than ten minutes."

they're all rendered speechless at james as they realise he is 100 percent serious about this. no matter if lily chases james just like he chased her his answer will always be the same, no.

in james' eyes lily doesn't hold a candle to you.

he flicks his eye to where you're sitting and you briefly make eye contact. james was feeling in a bit of a negative mood after what happened but that immediately changed when he glances at you to see that you're already looking at him. you see a stupid grin appear on his face, uncontrolled and automatic, you quickly look down knowing that you've been caught watching him. as you're looking down you smile at the whole situation. james told lily no, and he said it so certain like nothing could change his mind. that absolutely stopped the sicky feeling you had. no one would notice you smiling as you're looking away from everyone but james knew that's what you'd be doing.

james wants to grab your face and lift it up so you're looking at each other again, he already misses your face and the colours of your eyes and it's only been a second since you've looked away from him. he wants to see your bashful smile as you try to look away from him again but he'll just place hundreds of kisses all over your face instead. he wants to desperately tell you that lily doesn't mean anything to him, you have gotten jealous on occasion due to lily even if you deny it, hopefully this might help. he wants to tell you that there's nothing to be jealous about. although you both know that he'll likely tease you about how you was "staring" at him the whole time when he turned down lily.

"what the fuck are you grinning about james?" remus asks, he seems the most annoyed with james about how he handled the situation, remus and lily are study buddies so they are actually good friends and he's known for awhile how lily has felt about james he's just always thought james still feels the same way, he thought it was mutual.

james snaps out off his thoughts of you, not wanting the marauders to question him about you. "nothing important," james replies, not looking back at you.

he hopes that he'll have the chance to talk to you today, even if it's for five minutes. maybe you'll talk about your plans for the weekend and you can try and find time to get together, maybe you'll tease him and say lily invited you to hogsmeade while you were at dinner.

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ggwendolyn · 6 months

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Includes: Lorenzo Berkshire, Regulus Black, Draco L. Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Tom M. Riddle, Mattheo Riddle, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin.

Note: May have to log in on Twitter (X) to access to the links.

𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔷𝔬 𝔅𝔢𝔯𝔨𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔢

sucking bf!lorenzo off

roommate!lorenzo fucking you into his desk after losing a quidditch match

bf!lorenzo sending this video to the guy who keeps trying to hit on you

quickie with lover!lorenzo before DaDa class ended up in something else

bff!lorenzo giving big fat kisses to your tits after you said you were ugly

ℜ𝔢𝔤𝔲𝔩𝔲𝔰 𝔄𝔯𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔲𝔰 𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨

bf!reggie who can't keep his mouth off your titties

bff!regulus pounding into you mercilessly

perv!roommate!reg who seems to be unable to stop touching you when you're asleep and drunk

sneaking out from the winter ball with bf!regulus bc he got rock hard

𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔬 𝔏𝔲𝔠𝔦𝔲𝔰 𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔣𝔬𝔶

late night sex with roommate!draco

you didn't behave at family dinner so stepbro!draco takes care of punishing you

bf!draco's birthday gift for you

bf!draco fingering you until you can't move

𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔬𝔡𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔱

netflix & chill in fwb!theo's place

bf!theodore letting you sit on his face for passing your potions test

lover!theodore fucking you in the kitchen after your boyfriend got extra touchy with you in class

after party with bf!theodore

𝔗𝔬𝔪 𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔳𝔬𝔩𝔬 ℜ𝔦𝔡𝔡𝔩𝔢

riding bf!tom after pleading him to let you do it

stroking husband!tom after he became the dark lord

getting punished by tutor!tom because you got a B on your test

fwb!tom forcing you to fucking take it

bf!tom tying you up

sucking bff!tom's cock after you two got drunk

𝔐𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔬 ℜ𝔦𝔡𝔡𝔩𝔢

interrupted fwb!mattheo while he played videogames and now you gotta pay for it

bff!mattheo worshipping your body early in the morning after you gave him the best night of his life

bff!mattheo and you after confessing your feelings to each other

sitting and grinding on stepbrother!mattheo's cock at the park

quick morning fuck with fwb!mattheo

𝔖𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔲𝔰 𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨

fwb!sirius fucking you into the mattress after you sat on remus' lap

making love passionately with husband!sirius

lover!sirius slamming his fat cock into your tight core

bf!sirius going down on you

ℜ𝔢𝔪𝔲𝔰 𝔏𝔲𝔭𝔦𝔫

riding lover!remus' cock

bf!remus making out with your pussy

drowning bf!remus with your cunt after he practically begged you to sit on his face and suffocate him

bff!remus grinding his cock against your cunt because he's so needy for you

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wisewolfprince · 2 years

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Wizarding World ➵ Porn Links

ʚ characters ɞ james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, regulus black, harry potter, ron weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, neville longbottom, draco malfoy.

ʚ warnings ɞ contains nudity, sexual themes and mature content. please do not interact if you are a minor.

ʚ notes ɞ links are from twitter & those that don't work will be removed. all characters mentioned are 18+!! (nsfw/taboo afab scenarios) <33

╰┈➤ marauders era !

➳ fwb!sirius black putting you in your place

bf!sirius black trying to ruin your phone call

dbf!sirius black letting you ride him

bf!sirius black recording you cumming for him

➳ dbf!remus lupin accidentally breeding you

professor!remus lupin giving you a private lesson

bf!remus lupin loves cuddle fucking

professor!remus lupin takes his stress out on his fav student

➳ dbf!james potter can't stop himself so he fucks you on the sofa

sub!james potter fucking you from behind

bf!james potter loves watching him stretch you out

dilf!james potter punishing you by spanking you

➳ bf!regulus black face fucking you for the first time

bf!regulus black loves making your legs shake

fwb!regulus black pounding into you

fwb!regulus black loves when your legs are on his shoulders

╰┈➤ golden trio era !

➳ stepbro!ron weasley teasing you with his cock

bf!ron weasley taking you from behind

roommate!ron weasley helping you feel better

fwb!ron weasley loves fucking his doll

➳ bf!fred weasley making it hard for you not to get caught

bf!fred weasley loves when you're on top of him

fwb!fred weasley loves touching you under the dinner table

bf!fred weasley teasing you in the kitchen before everyone wakes up

➳ roomate!george weasley can't stop touching you

bf!george weasley loves eating you out

fwb!george weasley can't sleep so you help each other out

bf!george weasley letting you try reverse cowgirl

➳ fwb!neville longbottom trying the pull out method

sub!neville longbottom using your thighs to get off

bf!neville longbottom loves when you're on top

bf!neville longbottom having car sex w/you

➳ bf!draco malfoy loves when you wear stockings

bf!draco malfoy making you cum more than once

fwb!draco malfoy having fun with your ass

stepbro!draco malfoy eats you out

➳ roommate!harry potter trying doggy style for the first time

bf!harry potter let's you ride him until he cums

fwb!harry potter asks you to sit on his face

bf!harry potter loves stretching you out

@ʷⁱˢᵉʷᵒˡᶠᵖʳⁱⁿᶜᵉ

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my-castles-crumbling · 3 months

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📝🦊Cas🏳‍🌈🎵 (New Pinned Post)

they/them/she - queer - married

This is a safe space- I'm always here to help <3

Age: Over 21

Fandoms: Marauders with a side of drarry.

Ships: Jegulus, Jegulily, wolfstar, rosekiller, pandalily, dorlene, drarry.

Music: Taylor Swift, Conan Gray, Olivia Rodrigo, Lana Del Ray. Hozier

AO3: my_castlescrumbling

Writing: Requests open!

Link to Marauders Knowledge Quiz

Below the cut:

My ao3 Fics

My Microfics

Fic Recs

Request/reading boundaries

LGBTQIA+ resources

Song covers

My ao3 Fics:

Note- I am writing all fic ratings. If you are a minor, please take heed.

Clandestine - Rated M - jegulus, background wolfstar - in progress but currently 53k words - AU-everyone lives/nobody dies/no Voldemort - mostly Regulus's POV as he attends Hogwarts - Trans reggie

Focus On Me - rated E - jegulus, background wolfstar - in progress but currently 3k words - photographer!James, model!regulus AU - trans Reggie

Long Story Short - Rated M - dorlene, wolfstar, jegulus, background rosekiller and pandalily - completed - 152k - AU-everyone lives/nobody dies/no Voldemort - A longfic with a long explanation? Basically how hurt/comfort leads to the three main pairings.

Three Hundred Takeout Coffees Later - Rated M - wolfstar - completed - 4.5k - AU-coffee shop/muggle - fluff, love, healing

The Plan - Rated G - wolfstar - completed - 1k - AU-everyone lives/nobody dies/no Voldemort - Wolfstar proposal

Of Firewhiskey and Stupid Speeches - Rated T - drarry - completed - 1.5k - Eighth Year - Hurt/comfort - Pre-Slash

Bad Press - Rated T - drarry - completed - 1k - Eighth year - mostly fluff

Stuck - Rated T - drarry - completed - 2k - Eighth year - hurt/comfort

You Asked For It - Rated G - completed - 1.5k - Marauders friendship mostly - Pre-Wolfstar - Sirius and James and nerf guns

The Deeply Threatening Physical Attributes of Werewolves - Rated T - Marauders friendship with some wolfstar - completed - 1k - James, Peter, and Sirius making Remus laugh

Slow Hands - Rated E - wolfstar - completed - 5k - Sirius realizing he loves Remus, smut ensues.

Whoops. - Rated T - jegulus - completed - 2k - AU-University/Muggle - Regulus is a TA for Professor Monty Potter. What happens when he goes to the Potter Christmas Party?

Mistletoe - Rated G - Jegulus - completed - 1k - James has a plan to finally kiss Regulus.

Warmth - Rated G - Jegulus - completed - 1k - Holiday fluff

Noises - Rated E - Jegulus - completed - 2k - it's just smut, guys

That's Different, Then - rated G - Jegulus and Wolfstar - completed - 2k - Sirius thinks James likes Remus. James does not, in fact, like Remus.

Of Toy Stores and Gag Gifts - rated E - wolfstar - completed - 6.6k - Remus works at a toy store and shows Sirius around

Imagine Being Loved By Me - Rated E - Jegulus - completed - 9.1k - Ice skaing AU!

Terrible at Friends With Benefits - Rated M - Jegulus - completed - 2.4k - Jegulus thinks they're FWB but obviously they catch feelings

Sure, but only if you watch - Rated E - Jegulus - completed - 1k - a challenge is given

Like in Your Stories - Rated E - Jegulus - completed - 1.6k - James catches Regulus reading smut

Show Me - rated E - Jegulus - completed - 1k - Regulus is usually quiet

My Microfics:

Jegulus Microfic Archive

Wolfstar Microfic Archive

Explicit Microfic Archive

Fic Recommendations:

☆ = has at least some smut , 💔 = MCD, major triggers, or some sort of warning

I'm not putting anything that's pure smut...too many minors follow me. If you want pure smut recs and are over 18, message me.

💔All The Young Dudes - Rated M - wolfstar and jily - 526k - Canon compliant - Necessary read as a part of the fandom, a masterpiece

💔☆ Show Me Everything I Missed - no rating, but I'd give it E - wolfstar - completed - 153k- AU - Remus and Sirius working through trauma - So many trigger warnings, but I really liked it

☆ Sweater Weather - Rated E - wolfstar - 156k - AU - Okay I think hockey is stupid but when these boys play it <3

just lovers (like we were supposed to be) - Rated M - jegulus, background wolfstar, dorlene, and marylily - 321k - AU- no voldemort - fake dating trope - literally perfection

lessen my load - Rated T - wolfstar, dorlene, jily - 73k - AU- Muggle - one of my comfort fics

☆The PB to my J - rated E - wolfstar, background jily - 63k - AU-textfic - we love a good text fic

Across the Hall - rated T - wolfstar, background jily - 41k - AU-textfic - This made me kick and scream and giggle

quite like us - Rated T - jegulus, background wolfstar - 67k - AU-textfic - I just...it's wonderful, perfect, lovely

Best Friend's Brother - Rated M - jegulus and wolfstar - 330k - AU-muggle - such twists and turns I love them

☆ The Barista, the Burglar, and the Sofa - Rated E - wolfstar, background jily- 21k - AU-Muggle/Coffee shop - I just love the concept of this one

my almost lover - Rated T - jegulus - 28k - AU-no voldemort - miscommunication trope

Blue Sheets - Rated T - drarry - 4k - fluff/drunk Harry is an idiot

☆Falling for a Golden Boy - Rated E - drarry - 45k - eighth year- guys it's the weirdest concept but Harry and Draco as characters from Hercules works, okay?

Potter - Rated T - drarry - 9k - Eighth year - Draco's friends make fun of him and it gets adorably out of hand

touch starved - Rated M - jegulus - 4k - soft boys

Inevitable - Rated T - drarry - 11k - Draco and Harry make a "if we're not married by the rime we're 40" pact

💔Like Real People Do - rated T - wolfstar - 37k - AU-coffee shop/muggle - Sirius raises Harry and meets Remus in a coffee shop

☆💔Let's Play Pretend - rated E - wolfstar - 70k - AU-muggle - Sirius raises Harry, Remus raises Teddy, fake dating

Remus Lupin is the Number One James Potter Cosplayer - Rated T - wolfstar - 8k - AU-Muggle - miscommunication trope

playing it cool - Rated T - drarry - 4k - Harry thinks he's much smoother than he is

Yours - rated T - drarry - 4k - Harry had a bad day and makes a big decision.

So Kiss Me - Rated T - Jegulus - 4k - mutual pining!

Funnel cakes and peanut butter fudge - Rated T - wolfstar - 5.6k - AU, meet cute

If You Stayed - Rated G - Jegulus - 5k - AU, kidfic, getting together

I still don't like you, you know - rated T - drarry - 3k - Draco is in denial?

Six Firewhiskeys and Potter's Green Jumper - rated G - drarry - 2.6k - Draco is drunk and wants to cuddle.

Forget-me-not - rated T - jegulus - 13k - James forgets that he's not with Regulus.

Every Christmas from Now On - rated M - wolfstar - 86k - Wolfstar fake dating trope.

Slumbering Love - rated T - jegulus - 5k - James needs a kiss from his soulmate.

☆💔 Scenes of Surrender - Usually I don't put E-rated recs here but this one was exquisite. Rated E, Minors DNI - Drarry - 16k - Drarry coping after the War. Please read the tags on this one! It's a lot, but it was so good.

Request/Reading Boundaries:

A lot of people have asked to send me things to read or requests for writing. I LOVE when people send me these things, but just a few boundaries:

No MCD

No noncon, in any sense

No EDs

LGBTQIA+ Resources:

Here are the websites I often link to when giving people advice. I'll add to these as I find more!

Need help? The Trevor Project has Crisis Counselors

The genderbread person- (sexual attraction versus gender versus romantic attraction)

List of nonbinary identities and definitions

List of ace identities and definitions

A highly-reviewed chest binder that ships to like a hundred countries

Pronouns explained

LGBTQIA+ travel safety guide- world

LBGTQIA+ rights/safety by state in US

United States LGBTQIA+ student rights

The Trevor Project- Sexual Orientation Information

The Trevor Project- Gender Identity Information

Song Covers

Sometimes I sing...

People Watching - Conan Gray

Gravity - Sara Bareilles

Blank Space- Taylor Swift

Idontwannabeyouanymore- Billie Eilish

Sparks Fly - Taylor Swift

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astrobiscuits · 2 months

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Composite obs (relationship only)

Minors DNI (mention of 18+ themes)

Indicators of being a power couple:

Sun conjunct ASC

Sun in 8th house

Pluto conjunct MC

Pluto trine Saturn

MC at 29° (especially in a fire sign or a fixed sign)

Having one of the following fixed stars conjunct Sun, Moon, ASC or MC: Aldebaran (Gemini 9°), Rigel (Gemini 16°), Capella (Gemini 21°), Betelgeuse (Gemini 28°), Sirius (Cancer 14°), Regulus (Leo 29°) [orb 2°]

(you can select fixed stars from astro.com under "Extended Chart Selection" -> "Additional objects" -> scroll down under "Common elements")

Indicators of being the most hated couple:

Afflicted Uranus in 1st house/conjunct ASC

Aries ASC or Mars conjuncting ASC

Afflicted Mars in 10th house/conjunct MC

Jupiter square Mercury, where Jupiter/Mercury is in 10/11th house

Scorpio stellium

Having one of the following fixed stars conjunct Sun, Moon, ASC or MC: Algol (Taurus 26°), Pollux (Cancer 23°), Procyon (Cancer 25°) [orb 2°]

Other considerations:

🌿 Couples with Moon in 5th house are very fertile (pls, pls use protection unless you want to have kids). They're are also likely to be great aunts & uncles or babysitters for their friends

🌿 Those with Moon in 8th house are into some kinky stuff in the bedroom (mostly BDSM and breeding kink). This placement is also often found in FWB connections

🌿 Couples with stellium in 12th house OR with Moon & Neptune in 12th house have a telepathic connection like no other. These are the people that, if they were to do a tarot session together, they would get AMAZING results. They might also dream of each other before meeting irl or manifest each other into their lives

🌿 Couples with Mercury in 5th house have the same taste in music. They enjoy talking about different bands and listening to music together

🌿 Mars in 11th house makes the couple achieve their dreams together. They often want to help those around them and give back to the community they love

🌿 Venus in 11th house couples usually have the same group of friends. They might also act as the matchmakers in their friend group

🌿 These couples also look good on social media. They're usually the definition of "couple goals", showcasing an idealised, aesthetic image of each other

🌿 Aspects between Mars and Vesta show a relationship where at least one of the partners is going to lose their virginity to the other. If Mars and Vesta are sextiling or trining each other, the experience will be a positive one. If Mars and Vesta are opposing or squaring each other, the experience will be a negative one. The conjunction feels more significant, but it can go either way (check other aspects to your Mars-Vesta conjunction)

🌿 Having a Grand Trine in composite makes you ignore a bad synastry. The relationship often feels one of a kind, something so rare that the both of you are willing to sacrifice yourself for the sake of the relationship. You're willing to ignore incompatibilites or work on your bad aspects in your synastry because you cherish the relationship more than the other person

🌿 On the other hand, having an amazing synastry and a challenging composite is the complete opposite - you two get along well, but once the relationship is formed and difficulties arise, you're both out

🌿 The 4th house - 10th house axis in composite resembles the relationship between in-laws. If the ruler of the 4th house and the ruler of 10th house aspect each other, then your parents and your partner's parents will have a significant relationship with each other (whether good or bad, check the aspects and the planets involved).

🌿 But how can you figure out which ruler signifies your parents and which rulers signifies your partner's parents? Just compare them to your own birth charts :) there's no fixed rule in this case

dividers by @gigittamic and @vg-k

#astro #astro community #astrology #astro placements #astro observations #astro posts #astroblr #astro blog #astro notes #composite #relationship astrology

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moonstruckme · 2 months

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hi! I loved your fic with reader and sirius in a situationship and he comes over for a hookup and reader is super stressed and he helps. Can you please do another one with that dynamic? Maybe angst where they’re hanging out at a party and Sirius is all over reader but then says they’re just friends? Possibly smut ensues 👀

I love reading you work!!

Thanks for requesting!

cw: smut mdni, p in v, semi-public sex, hurt no comfort

fwb!Sirius x fem!reader ♡ 1.2k words

“Shh.” Sirius nips at your earlobe, eliciting another half-suppressed mewl from you as he presses you into the wall next to James�� shower. “You want everyone here to know what’s going on? James’ll have a field day.”

“He’s already gonna know if I walk out all marked up.”

“S’not my fault, is it?” he hisses, fingertips digging into your ass as his teeth scrape across your pulse point. “Why’d you have to wear this fucking dress, huh?”

“No idea what you’re talking about,” you pant, but you’re laughing, tits bouncing almost completely out of the tight bodice as he thrusts into you, the lace lining barely covering your peaked nipples. Sirius’ eyes had gone nearly all black when he’d seen it in your closet. Dollface, when did you get this pretty little thing? You’ve been waiting for the opportunity to undo him with it ever since.

Part of you wonders if he’d had a similar plan tonight. Sirius is wearing—or, well, he had been wearing—the black jeans you’d helped him thrift last weekend, slung low over his hips and paired with a tank top that shows ample expanses of his inked-up torso and arms. He’d watched as you drank the outfit in, and the pretense of socializing at James’ party hadn’t lasted long before he’d drug you into the bathroom by your elbow.

Sirius shifts, pushing you harder against the wall as he takes your weight with one hand, freeing the other to paw at your boob. It plops readily out of its confines and into his palm. You moan as his thumb brushes your nipple, ducking your head to smother the sound against his shoulder.

You start kissing the tattoo there a second before he finds the spot he’s been searching for inside you and your head lolls back. Your hands spread over his shoulders to ensure you don’t topple over, lightheaded and cock-addled.

“Easy, pretty girl.” Sirius’ tone is smug, his hands coming back to your ass as he hits that spot over and over again. He presses his lips to yours sweetly, swallowing your sounds. “I know you didn’t have that much to drink, try to stay upright for me.”

Pathetically, it warms your heart to think that he’d been keeping an eye on you. You use what leverage you have against the wall to grind your hips into him. Sirius groans, pounding into you so hard you think you must ascend, your vision all starry and wild as pleasure shoots out from your core, tingling all the way to your fingertips.

Distantly, you’re aware of Sirius covering your mouth with his again, thrusting into you a few more times before he comes too and bites down on your bottom lip as his grip tightens on you. Your chest hurts. You feel almost like you could cry, which is new. You both stay there for a minute, him relaxing his hold on your ass until it’s a bit kinder and you idly pulling a strand of his hair through your fingers, until Sirius breaks the kiss. His eyes meet yours, the color of heavy clouds, and you have the sense that he’s peeling you like a tangerine. Seeing down to your hidden, squishy bits.

“You alright?” he asks you.

You swallow. “Yeah,” you say, pleased to find that your voice holds no trace of the emotion spreading like a blight behind your sternum. “You?”

Sirius’ lips tilt. “I’m fantastic, dollface.”

He adjusts his grip on you, letting you get your legs underneath you before lowering you to the floor. Your panties bunch around one shoe, getting slick on your ankle.

“Ugh,” you sigh, sitting down on the lip of the tub while Sirius takes his condom off. “Can you pass me some toilet paper? I can’t put these back on like this.”

“Just throw them out.”

“I can’t, I really like these.” You start to reach for the toilet paper on your own and Sirius finally obliges, passing you a wad. “Thanks.”

He tugs his jeans back up, buttoning them before leaning on the wall to watch you. You keep your focus on your task and not on ogling how his biceps bulge when he crosses his arms like that. “I can just get you another pair,” he says.

“You don’t need to do that.”

“Oh, come on.” His tone takes on a familiar quality. You look up, and sure enough, he’s smirking down at you. The expression does things to your stomach you can never let him find out about. “I’m the one who ruined ‘em in the first place, aren’t I? Let me make it up to you.”

You would say it’s been sufficiently made up, but you only shake your head, folding the toilet paper over to a dry part. “I’m not throwing them out. I just need a minute, then I can put them back on.”

“Suit yourself, darling.” Something in you flutters at the pet name, but then Sirius pushes off the wall. “I’m gonna head out, get back out there so nobody sees us leave together.”

You keep your gaze downward. “Good idea.”

You notice him flash you a smile in your periphery. Even without really seeing it, you can guess what it looks like: flirty, impersonal. “See you out there.”

He opens the door, and you see only a flash of light brown hair before he’s slipping out and shutting it behind him, shielding you from view.

“Hello,” Remus’ voice says slowly. He must’ve just been passing by, but if the extended occupation of the bathroom hadn’t caught his attention, Sirius’ hasty exit certainly has. “Don’t suppose I need to ask where you’ve been.”

“That,” you hear Sirius say in his jovial way, “would be terribly nosy, Moony. Unlike you.”

You creep closer to the door, pressing your ear to the crack in time to hear Remus’ amused hum. “Don’t suppose I need to ask if you know where y/n is either, do I? Mary’s been looking for her.”

“I’m sure she’ll turn up shortly,” Sirius replies.

There’s a short period of silence wherein you wonder if they’ve walked away, but then Remus says quietly, “I hope you’re being careful.”

Sirius laughs, the sound derisive. “Thank you for your concern, but you’ll find a condom in James’ bathroom trash if you’re worried enough to go looking.”

“Not what I meant. She’s a sweet girl, Sirius. Don’t fuck her about.”

You can practically hear the lewd joke forming on Sirius’ tongue, but his voice lowers, unexpectedly sober. “I’m not,” he says. You stop breathing. “She’s under no false impressions, alright? We both talked about what this was before we started, and she doesn’t want a relationship any more than I do.”

Remus’ sigh is long-suffering. “Sure.”

“Honest, Moons. We’re just friends.”

Your heart—your stupid, mutinous heart—shrinks and withers like a balloon without air. You move away from the door as quietly as you can, sitting again on the cold lip of James’ tub. Sirius says something about taking charge of the music selection, and you breathe carefully as he and Remus go off. You’re furious with yourself, humiliated for feeling so dejected. Sirius is right; you had been clear about what you wanted when you first started this thing. Boundaries had been laid down. Just because your feelings have changed, that doesn’t mean his have. It was unfair of you to look for more from him.

Your underwear are a lost cause. You bury them underneath more toilet paper in James’ bin, hiding the condom while you’re at it. You’ll get yourself new ones without telling Sirius. What you do shouldn’t be his problem anyway.

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evergone · 10 months

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The Agreement

James Potter x Reader

Warnings: 18+, sex, alcohol, smoking

Description: James and the reader lay out the rules to be FwB, but the reader has already broken one.

It was James who had come up with the idea to make the agreement. You’d only accepted and helped to draft the terms. I mean, of course you had, it was James, how could you say no to him? Plus, you were a little more than tipsy and the fumes that you had been second-hand smoking from Sirius’ cigarette wasn’t assisting in keeping you soberly grounded. That being said, you probably still would have agreed to the terms if you were sober.

That was problem everyone found with James. All he had to do was give you his signature look — the one that spoke more than words could convey, the one that held out a metaphorical hand and beckoned you towards adventure, the one that wouldn’t allow itself to be ignored — and suddenly, you were saying yes to his every whim. His friends were the most common victims of that look, Sirius, Remus, and Peter were always whisked away into trouble with him, but you were one of those victims, too.

At first, James hadn’t wanted to go to the party with the rest of the group. He was nervous about being amongst such a large group of muggles while drunk, knowing his own tendency to show off with that wand of his. But when he saw you twirling on the street from the upstairs window of Lily’s home he reconsidered.

“Surely you’re coming, James!” You called from the ground, your hand a shield covering your eyes and hair from the cool afternoon wind.

“I’m too immature for it, Y/n,” he shook his head, “It’s best if I stay.”

“Oh, shut up and get on down here!”

He laughed heartily and disappeared into the house only to return at the front door. You squealed in delight and pulled him into a hug, dragging him into the large group that had gathered outside. Lily’s sister, Petunia, had reluctantly decided to allow you all to go to the party that only she was invited to, and stood off to the left with her hands in her jacket pockets and her arms glued to her sides.

“Can we go now?” Petunia more demanded than asked, “We’re already a half hour late.”

When, finally, you arrived at the party, you were into the alcohol in moments. Sirius had run off to mingle with muggles about the music, asking every person he could find for recommendations and such, and Marlene had joined him, interested in muggle culture. From afar, you felt that they sounded like tourists from another country, you even heard some people asking where they were from. Mary, Lily and Dorcas were doing shots with some muggle boys, while Peter was demolishing Remus at beer pong.

In the joy of it all, of the fraternising with these unfamiliar people, you had lost James. Everyone was wearing such similar outfits that you couldn’t find his hideous denim jacket in the crowd, so you slipped out the back door and searched as you stood cluelessly by the edge of the pool.

“Lost, are you?” James’ deep voice sounded from behind you, spooking you into spinning around to look at him.

“I was looking for you,” you informed him, “Wanted to talk to someone I knew, but the others are all busy.”

“Well, here I am, doey,” he smiled, gesturing to himself.

“Don’t call me that, you fool,” you rolled your eyes and he chuckled.

He led you away from the crowd and onto the roof of the unknown host’s house where you continued to chat softly, watching the stars twinkle in the great expanse like the tuffs of a dandelion clock stuck to black paint on canvas. You had no clue where he kept pulling drinks from, but for the rest of the night your hand was never without the comforting hug of a beer.

The lot of you had stumbled home together with laughter that echoed through the streets. Somehow, Sirius had gotten his filthy hands on that cigarette I mentioned earlier, and was treating it like his only lifeline, desperately trying to get every breath out of it that he could. Your arm was slung over James’ shoulders as you whispered flirtatious secrets to him:

“You smell absolutely fantastic.”

“You fancy the scent of Peter’s vomit?”

And, in return, his hand graced your hip. His fingers too close to be friendly like they were supposed to be, his heart too close, as well. He stared at you with his beautiful brown eyes that shone a brilliant gold in the light of the street lamps and the shine of the waning gibbous moon.

Back at Lily’s in the dead of night, James claimed one of the spare bedrooms all to himself, arguing that he deserved it after Peter spewed his guts up all over him. At first, you had shuffled into Lily’s bedroom to change into your shorts and a Fleetwood Mac shirt that you found stuffed into the bottom of your suitcase. As you slipped into bed next to Marlene, you were drawn out into the hallway in which you caught James making the exact same movement.

You waved at him. He waved back. Both of you exchanged quiet greetings before he nodded backwards towards the room he was in and bit his lip.

“It’s cold in there,” he said, “All alone…”

You shrugged, “And what do you expect me to do about that?”

“I could think of a few ideas,” he teased and you shook your head.

“We shouldn’t,” you said, altogether unconvinced by your own words, “This is Lily’s house.”

It wasn’t like there had ever been something between James and yourself before. You were always just friends, that’s how it was and how it would always continue to be. That’s why you made the agreement — but not until after you had warmed him up and kept him warm until morning.

Once you awoke, he helped you tie your hair back into a ponytail and smiled at the work of art his mouth had made on your back. You, on the other hand, were appalled by the sight of it in the mirror and unleashed a full-blown pillow attack on him, giggling goofily. The two of you showered together in the en suite, his large, calloused hands drew the soap along the curves of your body expertly. You dried his hair slowly and gently as you pressed your breasts onto his bare back.

“If we do this again, we need to make an agreement,” he told you, his head resting between your naked thighs on the bed, “A—A set of rules of some kind.”

You didn’t want an ‘agreement’ but the effects of alcohol still lingered in your mind, so you said yes and let him lay out the framework. You added your two cents every now and again.

“Never while high on anything other than weed,” he said.

“Never in the same room as someone else,” you said.

“We have to tell each other if we do it with someone else.”

“Or if we go on a date with someone else.”

“And most importantly,” James begun, “Absolutely no falling in love, alright doey?”

Your lips pursed. Oh. Oh. Oh, fuck. You were screwed, you couldn’t possibly agree to that term. By Merlin, you were already in love with him! How could you not be? He was everything you could want in a man: stunning good looks, intelligent mind, charming personality. He was perfect and you were in love with him.

“Absolutely.”

After a couple months of suffering through a friends-with-benefits situation with James, the agreement was coming back to bite you in the arse. Your friends could see it in every movement you made around him. Remus had caught you crying in the common room more times than he could count, and Lily couldn’t bare to hear another story about you giving him a blow job just so he wouldn’t end the agreement that was plaguing your every waking hour. It wasn’t his fault, you had to remind them, you just weren’t able to confront him with the truth about your feelings yet.

“I’ll tell him, I promise,” you told them.

“When, Y/n?” Lily asked skeptically.

“Eventually!” You whined, “When I’m ready!”

“And when will that be?” Remus raised his brows at you.

You groaned and fell back into the maroon couch in the common room in front of the empty fireplace. They were so pushy. They were the worst. You would get there at some point, they just needed to give you a little more time. You needed a little more time.

When James entered the common room that afternoon, he had nodded up the stairs towards his dorm at the sight of Remus, Sirius, and Peter all sitting around. It was one of the very few moments that none of them were up there, and you had to capitalise on those moments as best you could. You stood up obediently like a puppy and ignored the judgemental glances from your friends as you followed him up the stairs.

As he shrugged off his robes, he turned to you, “This might be our last go at it.”

“What do you mean?” You asked him curiously and stripped off your pants.

“I have a date,” he responded.

Oh. Well, that was one way for you to get out of admitting your feelings for him. Probably the worst way, but a way nonetheless. Perhaps, your heart would be broken, but at least James would never know that you had broken the agreement before it had even been agreed upon.

“Jamie,” you started, “I don’t think you should go on a date.”

He turned to you, head tilted to the side, one eyebrow perked in a mixture of confusion and curiosity. You couldn’t help yourself, it seemed. You couldn’t let him leave you behind.

“I broke the agreement ages ago,” you admitted and he frowned, “From the start, I was in love with you and I’m sorry for lying but I just thought that—”

“I knew it.”

“Huh?”

“I overheard you talking to Lily about it.” His gaze softened as he grinned at you, “You should have told me, I would have asked you out instead of making the agreement, I thought that was my only option.”

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mischiefm4n4ged · 2 years

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400 celebration!

(This post is entirely 18+, no minors allowed!!)

Thank you for 400 followers <33 Here are some p*rn links 👉🏻👈🏻Um… yeah I’m a hore and I wanna peg every single one of these men

Edit: some links might not work anymore

Harry Potter

Pegging Power bottom!Harry

Sub!harry making his mommy feel good (I DIED FOR THE GLASSES PART)

Riding Harry for the first time

Punishing sub!Harry

Spending Christmas at the Potters and having to stay quiet in Harry’s room

Sitting on dilf!Harry’s face

Fucking you under the fairy lights

Draco Malfoy

Tying up and overstimulating sub!draco (bdsm)

Best fwb!draco in your bedroom

The way he is insulting her 😳

Fingering you

pegging him as a reward

He has a daddy kink, surprise surprise

Picnic at Malfoy manor

Remus Lupin

Sub!Remus has an attitude

Make out session with young Remus lupin

Professor!remus sneaks you into his private bathroom to blow of some steam

Pegging Remus for the first time

Making sure you look like this before every full moon

Takes his anger out by fucking you hard

James Potter

Edging sub!James and then ruining his orgasm

James using you to get off

Spanking sub!james because he tried to get off without you

James teasing your pussy

Pegging loud sub!James

Um…wonder why the door is banging

Sirius Black

Sirius sneaking you into his bedroom at grimmauld place and you need to be quiet to his parents don’t hear you

Making out with Sirius (the way he is licking her is giving padfoot behavior lmaoo)

Dbf!Sirius fucking you after teasing him at a party

Just…dbf!sirius pt.2

First time with bf Sirius

Sirius punishing you

Bottom!sirius (bdsm)

Lily evans

Lily fucks you good

Eating sub!lily out

Poly

dbf!remus and dbf!sirius using you

Dilfs Remus and James sneak into your bedroom

Jamesxremusxlilyxyou lol

Sirius fucking you while James watches bc that’s what bsf do

#marauders #harry potter smut #Harry potter #marauders smut #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #james potter #Lily evans #p links #Harry potter p links #marauders p links #twt links

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lionizingheathen · 2 years

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I really need jealous fwb Sirius after that last fic, I NEED it

I mean, you said you need it and who am I to deprive you of this?

Warnings: Jealousy, Smut, Friends with Benefits, Vaginal Penetrative Intercourse, Name Calling, Spanking, Mirror Sex, Cockwarming

Smut under cut

It should be nearly impossible to make Sirius Black jealous, at least that was how you felt because you'd never actually seen it, instead you'd seen him flirting with dozens of people, laid back and joking around, willingly giving and taking with those around him... but it would be fun to watch him squirm, especially since he'd had a girl sitting on his lap all night, flirting openly with him while he ignored you. And that wasn't a problem, it wasn't as though the two of you were in an actual relationship, but still... You hadn't even worn any panties because you were dressed so he'd fuck the hell out of you... but it looked like he'd be taking that girl upstairs any minute.

"You look lonely... can I offer you a drink?" You jumped at the sound of someone's voice beside you and you turned to see a man staring at you, a wide smile on his face, maybe a few years older. He wasn't unattractive, he'd do just fine... flirt, have a little fun, Sirius certainly was. That was the whole point of not being tied down. You chuckled and rested you chin on your hand, smiling over at him.

"Absolutely." He waved the bartender over, ordering you a firewhiskey before you could even speak. You felt one of his hands slide onto your thigh, and you didn't stop him, didn't smack it away. It rested just above your knee. You glanced over your shoulder and saw that Sirius was no longer interested in what the woman that was sitting on his lap was saying, instead he was looking at you, his cheeks pinkened and his jaw set.

"So... What brings you around here?" He asked, and you shrugged. Your group liked this place, and Marlene had all but insisted that you come along, citing that you needed to act your age for once, instead of acting like you'd already settled down. You agreed, if only to make her stop worrying.

"My friends like to hang out, and I figured I could tag along for once. Gives me an excuse to trot this dress out, you know." You explained and he nodded, his hand inching higher up your thigh, pinky slipping under the hem of your short skirt, rubbing the skin there. You shot Sirius another look and saw that the girl had shifted off of his lap, instead sitting beside him and engaging Lily in some kind of conversation, twirling her hair and leaning close, shoving her shoulder. Okay, so maybe she was just flirty by nature... or maybe all of your friends were just hot enough to garner a pretty girl's attention.

"I'm glad you brought that out... though I'd love to see you out of it." He said, and you raised an eyebrow, smirking. Well, if Sirius really was busy tonight, he could be fun...

"Oh?" You asked, and he leaned closer, slipping his hand further up, resting on your inner thigh.

"Yeah. I think it could be..." You spread your legs slightly, letting him run his fingers over your bare cunt, relishing in the shiver you felt up your spine. "Mutually beneficial." He murmured, slipping a finger inside of you, making you smirk. You heard something behind you, heard footsteps coming your way.

"Hmm..." Liquid spilled down your back and you jumped, pushing the man away from you. He looked confused, glancing between you and Sirius, who was standing behind you, empty glass in his hands, eyes blazing as he flashed a fake, empty smile.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, it looks like I spilled my firewhiskey all over you." He said, and you shuddered at his tone, practically brimming with anger. You could feel the anger rolling off of him, and it thrilled you. What would he do?

"Well, its no big deal, I can help her get all cleaned up-." Sirius cut the man off, grabbing his wrist and pushing him away from you as he pulled you off the stool by your waist, slinging his arm around it almost possessively

"Stay here, big guy. I can handle her." He said, and that made your knees weak. How was he going to handle you? That sounded fucking amazing. The man looked confused, giving you a pleading look... Yeah, there was no way that was happening now.

"But-." Sirius cut him off, digging his nails into your hips, making you bite your lip as he shifted behind you for a moment, pressing his hips into your back. You felt his hard cock straining against his pants, making you clear you throat to keep from appearing at all phased.

"Seriously. I said stay. She's my friend, and I'll handle her exactly how she wants to be handled. She's... particular about her clothing, you see." He said, steering you away from the man. At first, you genuinely thought that he was heading towards the bathroom to help you clean your dress, but that was before he headed toward a darkened corner of the pub.

"Where are we going? This isn't the way to the bathroom..." You said, and he laughed humorlessly, gripping you close.

"Nope." He apparated without letting you know he was going to, making you let out a small scream as your stomach turned. When you were on solid ground, you hunched over, pointing an accusing finger at his face. Bastard.

"Do not apparate without telling me you are going to ever again." You warned, your stomach still turning as he rubbed your back, helping the sick feeling pass.

"You know what you did." He said, and he sounded like he wasn't joking, so you looked up at him, one eye open and shook your head. God, what was he on?

"I was flirting with someone, same as you." You reminded him, but he didn't seem to care, shrugging as he eyed you.

"He was touching you." He said, his tone dark, and you shrugged, turning away from him, arms crossed.

"And she was on your lap. And it shouldn't matter, we're just friends." You reminded him, and he scoffed. You felt his hand on your lower back, pressing you forward, your hands landing on his dining room table. Was he going to fuck you out here? Fuck, that was risky, someone could come home and see the two of you...

"Whatever." He flipped your skirt up and you heard him unbutton and unzip his pants, making your heartrate increase. He groaned as he ran his fingers over your bare cunt. It made you tremble, but you held strong. "Mmm, no panties? Perfect." He murmured, and your lip trembled... if he didn't fuck you right now, you were going to lose your shit.

"Sirius-." He grabbed your hips and slammed his cock inside of you all in one go, making your mouth drop open at the sudden intrusion. "Oh." He gave you no time to adjust, fucking you instead with full, deep strokes, hitting a spot inside of you that you'd nearly forgot existed.

"You're so wet baby, took me without any problems at all, hm?" He asked, teasing you. You couldn't bring yourself to talk back, you were too busy feeling impossibly full.

"Merlin, you're so big." You gasped, and he chuckled darkly, increasing his pace just a little, leaving you slightly more breathless. God, he had to know what he was doing, right?

"Nothing you can't take, clearly." He said, and you narrowed your eyes at the tone of his voice.

"What're you trying to say?" You whined, and he sighed, biting down on your earlobe, making your eyes roll back in your head. Everything he did was fucking electric.

"That you're a fucking whore." He said, and your mouth dropped open, making you feel almost ashamed at the fact that the name made you even wetter. His whore. You liked the ring of that.

"That's not-." He sped up.

"The way you were hanging all over that fucking guy... God, you can do a million times better... You have done a million times better, you know." He grunted, and you let out a moan, falling down to your forearms as he thrusted hard, forcing breath out of you each time, making your brain practically melt.

"Sirius... Ohmygod, fuck..."

"Take it, love. You know you can, you've done it before." He grunted, and you shivered, remembering riding him in the bathroom a week prior... and every night since. It'd become a routine, but one of you normally left before going to sleep, making sure that feelings weren't growning. Still, the feeling of his cock made you lose your fucking mind when you were in control of the pace, it was even worse when he was setting it.

"You feel so fucking good." You groaned, but he wasn't listening, he was still in his own head as he tugged on your hair, making you moan.

"He touched your cunt... His fingers were inside of you." He hissed, and you chuckled, finally feeling like you could talk through this. You could handle it, you could shoot back.

"Yeah? So?" You asked, and he nearly growled behind you, slapping his hand down hard on your ass, making you cry out. You wanted to beg him to do it again, but maybe it was just a one time thing, maybe he didn't want to do that mulitple times.

"So he can't touch what's mine, is that clear?" He asked, and you rolled your eyes. His. You were not his.

"We aren't dating-."

"Shut the fuck up. Just shut up." He snapped, a flurry of hard smacks falling onto your ass, making the skin sting. Now you could ask him to keep doing that.

"Oh! Do that again." You said, and he responded by spanking you twice more, each time harder than the last, chuckling darkly when you thrust your ass back into his hand, practically begging for more, which he didn't give you. Wanker.

"Of course you like that, I always knew you would." He teased, and you moaned as his pace increased, with his hand slapping down on your ass in a staggered pattern, not something you could fully expect. You still needed more, you needed to be incoherent.

"Harder, Sirius... I can take it, just go harder, please!" You begged, but instead of listening, he stilled nearly entirely inside of you, making you whine. That wasn't fucking fair.

"Beg. Tell me why you need it, and maybe I'll do it. Otherwise, I'll fuck you how I please." He said, sounding bored, and you swallowed your pride, lowering your head as you felt him trap both your arms with one of his, thrusting slowly inside you. God, it felt like a punishment to not have him ruining you.

"Please Sirius! Please, fuck me harder, I want you to ruin me, I wanna feel this for the rest of the week! Need you to show me my place, remind me what I am, please! Please, please, please-." He dropped your arms, pressing you into the table.

"Good girl." He said, and his pace increased, quickly, making your mouth drop open as he pressed your face into the dining room table, making you feel the cool wood with your cheek. Normally you wouldn't take this... but from him? God, you never wanted it to stop.

"Oh my God, Sirius! Oh my god... Fuck." You gasped, and he pulled you away from the table, moving you swiftly to the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed, making you face away from him as he thrust in and out of you. You groaned his name, chewing on your lip as you threw your head back against his shoulder, relishing in the rough treatment.

"Look over there baby." He yanked your head up by your hair. "I said look." He growled, and you forced your eyes open, watching the way that he was making you bounce on his cock, your mouth dropped open, makeup smudged. He still looked perfect behind you, a large, cocky grin on his face. Fuck, he knew how hot he was.

"Shit, we look good together." You whined, and he nodded, biting down on your shoulder, making you cry out. You watched as he brought his hand around, rubbing roughly at your swollen clit, making you cry out. You were already shaking.

"You look fucking wrecked... I could do this all day. I could ruin you for everyone else." He murmured, and you nodded. That sounded fucking amazing.

"Please." You whined, and he pushed you forward, bringing his hand down hard on your ass again, making you bite your lip. It felt so fucking good, his cock hitting a new angle inside of you, making your eyes roll back as he yanked you up again, speeding up his hips.

"He could never make you feel like this. No one else could. You're mine. All mine. Fuck those other guys, you'll never find another one like me. I'm one of a kind, babe." He murmured, and you nodded, your mouth dropping open when he palmed your clit, treating you roughly as you felt yourself tip over the edge, your vision blurring.

"Fuck, fuck I'm cumming!" You cried, feeling white hot heat through every inch of your body as he fucked you hard through it, making your body buzz. You came again, screaming out his name, suddenly very grateful that the flat was empty. He chuckled as you came down, pressing a kiss between your shoulderblades.

"Good girl, you look so fucking hot, look at yourself." He slapped your ass again, making you open your eyes. Fuck. "Look." He growled, and you did. You looked like a mess, and Sirius was fucking you harder than before, if that was possible, your body trembling from sensitivtiy.

"Mmph! Sirius! Ah!" You brought a hand back, trying to slow him. He leaned over you, pressing your body into the mattress as he continued to thrust in and out, making you scream into the comforter. "I'm so sensitive-." He laughed, sitting up.

"Too bad. Gotta let me use you." He said, and you paused, thinking. That was fine. He could do that... you could bear it. You wanted to feel him cum inside of you.

"... Yes Sir." You mumbled and he paused, letting out a groan. Okay, good to know... he liked that title.

"Fuck." He flipped you easily on your back, spreading your legs wide as he began his brutal pace again, making you cry out as he leaned down, kissing you deeply, moaning into your mouth.

"I'm close... Gonna cum inside you, baby. Gonna fill you up." He mumbled, and you nodded, running your hand up his stomach as you did, blushing at the wetness that you felt on his skin.

"Please. Please do." You pleaded, and he smirked, looking far too proud of himself. Maybe you'd take that back...

"Oh yeah?" Fuck, he sounded hot... okay, he could be like this right now.

"Yes, Sirius... Wanna feel it. Please." You said, pouting slightly, and he groaned, leaning down, to you, hovering just above your lips. He was taunting you... Torture.

"Merlin, you sound so fucking ruined, babe." He squeezed your tits, pulling hard on your nipples, making you cry out and try slap his hands away, but he wouldn't have it. "Take it." He groaned, and you shivered, feeling your hands shake as you tried to cover your face, but he wouldn't let you, choosing instead to pin your hands down for a moment.

"Oh... Oh my god, I'm close again! Sirius!" You cried, frantically meeting his thrusts. He chuckled darkly, pushing his hair out of his face as he leaned up, pushing your legs over his shoulders, increasing his pace. Fuck... Fuck.

"Hold it baby, hold it... You're gonna cum with me or you're not gonna cum for the rest of the week." Sirius grunted, and you let out a high moan, throwing your head back on the pillow as Sirius increased his pace, making you see stars.

"Sirius, please..." You begged, and he groaned, leaning down to press a heavy kiss to your lips, making you whimper.

"Almost... Almost..." Sirius's jaw dropped as he thrusted hard once more, his hips stilling inside of you as he trembled, reaching a shaky hand down to rub your clit, forcing you over the edge with him."Oh my God... Fuck... Y/N!" He cried, his moans getting higher as you came around him again, squeezing his cock as his brows furrowed. You dug gouges into his back, your moans getting louder before you began to come down, feeling floaty. Fuck, he was good at ruining you.

"You... I... Holy shit." You gasped, trying hard to catch your breath. The two of you laid there, silent for a moment with his body collapsed on yours as you caught your breath. You rubbed his back, soothing the scratches that you'd left behind for a few minutes until he pushed himself up on

"Holy shit sums that up... Quite well." He went to pull out. "I'll go get you a towel-." You held his hips, looping your legs around them. You wanted to stay like this, connected for a bit longer. He looked down at you, clearly surprsied.

"Not yet... Don't want you to move." He listened, only turning the two of you so you were lying face to face, keeping his cock deep inside of you. Part of you wanted him to fuck you again already, you wanted to ride his cock, to know how many times you could make him finish in one night... but he was clearly tired.

"Was that okay?" He asked, his tone gentle, and you nodded, smiling. You'd loved every second of it, that was the entire point of flirting with a random man in a club. To have Sirius Black take his frustration out on you.

"God, Sirius, that was exactly what I wanted from you. You did amazing." You promised, kissing the backs of his hands as you said it. He didn't look convinced.

"I wasn't sure if it was too far-." You shook your head, placing a hand on his cheek. It was perfect, you'd said that, all but the word perfect.

"It wasn't. Just lay here, recover... and then we can take a bath or something, okay?" You asked, and Sirius gave you a content, sleepy smile as he tucked your hair behind your ear, leaning in to press a kiss to your forehead. It made you melt.

"That sounds lovely." Sirius murmured, and you doubted it would actually happen as you felt his chest begin to rise and fall more steadily, his grip on your close, holding him to you.

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whorediaries-09 · 2 months

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heartbeat;

pairing- fwb!sirius black x reader warning- hurt/comfort, 18+ content, substances, cheating. (let me know if i should add more) a/n- also this has so much sex for no reason at all-

little train. masterlist of 'the seven lives' series

' you thinking that the songs coming on to tempt me i need to be alone like the way you left me '

heartbeat;

the waves scandalised on his feet, the sand running through the gaps between his toes. the sun hung low, a strange crimson glow bathing through his features. salty air blew into his hair, scents of burnt leaves tantalizing his nostrils as late july crept around. the cigarette burnt through his puffs, the burnt ash flying with the air, leaving the roll with an orange glow. the dusk of the twilight enamoured him. he took another puff from his cigarette, letting the burnt feeling settle on his tastebuds.

‘hey,’ your touch was all too familiar on his skin. from feeling his skin to touching his skin, he’d grown to like your touch. it didn’t shudder his thoughts or nerves. it was familiar, a burn that he liked.

‘hi,’ he said, as you pulled the from cigarette between his lips. wrapping your lips around it, you pulled in the tobacco, letting it intoxicate your lungs. he watched the tip glow red, the smoke leaving your lips as he wrapped his arm around his shoulder.

‘never took you for a beach kinda guy,’

‘no?’

‘nah. with all those abs and all. more of a mountain and trekking guy i guess,’

‘well i have surprised you then.’ he said pulling your body closer. his finger slid between the strap of your bra through the t-shirt. he drew faint circles on your shoulder, enjoying the goosebumps that arose on your skin, and how your shook under his touch.

‘or maybe you have your fantasy with a beach fucking gateway. you do, don’t you?’ he chuckled, a deep rumble from his throat. hiding his face in the crook of your neck, he blew a breath of warm air on your skin, letting the wind cool it.

‘you really know me don’t you,’ he whispered. he heard your heart beat, growing its pace.

‘honestly, i don’t know what you’re waiting for,’ you replied, your tone low, laced with a veiled hunger. your hand crept around his neck, pulling him closer by the black t-shirt he was wearing. smiling against his mouth, you crept your hand into his locks.

‘in public?’ he smirked. you laughed, hitting his chest with a light blow.

‘no,’

but when his lips met yours in a fanatical frenzy, you found your mind reeling, pressed against the cold wall of his hotel room. it was numbing, as his lips bit all over your skin, marking you all over, his touch spreading a blossom of lust within you. you arched your hips, as he carried you to the bed, throwing you on the mattress.

pushing back a moan into your throat, you gulped as he tore your shirt off, ripped off your pants. your hands slid down to the zipper of his fly, but he slapped your hand away, his fingers circling your clit.

‘did i say you could?’ he said against your mouth. you could see the clouds of lust hidden in his gray irises. he increased the force of friction upon your clit, circling the sensitive mound more aggressively. you breathed heavy.

‘n-no’ his fingers met the warmth of your cunt, his rings cold against the heat of your throbbing hole.

‘so wet, just for me huh?’ he teased, sinking his teeth in the nape of your neck.

‘it’s never dry when you’re around, black,’ your chuckle was caught halfway with a whine as he slid his fingers into you. he curled his fingers into you, pressing onto your sensitive spot. you arched your hips, trying to get more friction.

‘that’s right sweetheart, ride my fucking fingers. cum on them. let me have a taste,’ he said, watching you unravel on his fingers. he liked the control over you, how you turned into putty just into his hands. he liked you to see you melt, to watch you become breathless, surrender to him. he liked how he knew your body like it was his. as if he could sculpt you out pore by pore with his eyes closed.

‘fuck,’ you whined as he latched his tongue onto your clit, sucking on it, letting you closer to the release. you were feral, breaking through the latches of your sanity as his tongue lapped on you, your thighs shaking around his head, pulling him closer. he could feel the clench of your walls around his fingers, the shaking of your thighs as you pulled him closer, letting him consume you.

he smiled against your cunt, devouring every bit of your sanity as you unravelled on his tongue, letting your orgasm paint his tongue and fingers. when he got up from between his legs, he pushed his fingers into your mouth, letting your taste fuse with your tastebuds.

‘you taste so good, you know that?’ he said, adjusting his torso between your thighs. you smiled, wrapping your hands around his neck as he pushed into you.

‘i know,’ you said, your tongue slipping into his mouth, as he gasped into your mouth. your walls stretched around his neck.

‘you better fuck me like you mean it, black,’ you demanded, as he groaned, pulling his cock out and thrusting into you again.

‘trust me, i always fuck you like i mean it, sweetheart,’ the way the nickname rolled off his tongue had you clenching your walls around his girth. he rammed into you, his hand meeting your throat, feeling the beat of your cunt and heart under his control.

‘sucha dirty girl,’ he moaned, rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb. you arched your hips, as he pushed the back of your head into the mattress. through the constriction, you felt the numb whiteness of pleasure consume you, your over sensitive cunt throbbing as you felt his pubic hair rub rough against your skin.

‘just for you, black,’ he smiled, running his fingers through his raven strands.

‘yeah? just for me?’ you nodded, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to your body. his hand left your throat, pinning your hands over your head. he enjoyed the look of your breasts bouncing before latching his mouth on your nipple.

‘fuck-black, just like that,’ you groaned, as he pushed a rather rough thrust into you. the hoarseness in his voice was laced with a low growl paired with a rhythmic thrust brought you over the edge, as your orgasm unravelled and you painted his torso with your juices. he craned his neck at the sight, releasing himself into you, painting your insides with his cum. panting, he fell onto your body, his cock still buried deep inside you.

‘sweetheart, you get me so soaked,’ you tease, enjoying the soft bliss of his warmth.

‘always my pleasure, sweetheart.’

‘always my pleasure, sweetheart.’ the bartender said, pushing the glass of his drink towards him. he wrapped his lips around the glass, drowning the bittersweet drink down his throat. in the crevices of the dim light of the bar, he could see you, pushing your hips against the crotch of your new boyfriend. it was disgusting, how his hands roamed all over your body, his lips latched onto your neck.

he should’ve seen this coming. he should’ve believed james when he told him about the bastard. he should’ve seen past the barriers of fucking, the barriers of sex in hidden hotels, seen past the potential of rendezvous affairs in parking lots. he should’ve seen it earlier.

but sirius black was a stubborn man. he would get anything he wanted. so, he found himself at the bar, when your glass was empty with a loser of a boyfriend. he found himself on the edge of breaking his jaw when his hands crept on your thigh, tantalizing over your core. he could see it on your face, even if you were hidden in shadows. he could read it in your expressions, the little breathes that left your lips, the way you gulped, the curt curl of lips on your face.

he tapped his finger on his thigh, bouncing his leg. the bartender was fluttering his eyelashes at him, his sandy dusty hair falling in front of his eyes. he could see the honey glazed irises through the strands, as he licked his lips. sirius wasn’t foreign to such attention from women and men alike. it came with him being dashingly attractive and more than just a hollow shell to look at. his charisma could break through a brick-wall, if he wanted to.

but what he was foreign to was the fact he had somebody else on his mind. he didn’t have a subtle history of one-night stands or flings. it was raunchy, and he had left the culture for good, having unintentionally broken many hearts. but sirius black’s sex drive wasn’t to be extinguished so fast.

a stupid drunken night he’d hooked up with his best friend, you. he’d fallen into a void he thought he could escape. but he’d already fallen down the rabbit hole of madness, a stupor of lust, greed, and highness you brought down from heaven. it was a promiscuous affair, and neither of you backed up, and it became more than just a stupid hook up ‘accident’. it became an arrangement of sorts, a clandestine affair hidden within the darkness of parking lots or scabby motels. it was inescapable, and soon he found himself reminiscing the touch, the feel of your skin.

but even through the feelings he’d tried to ignore, he felt himself drowning into the need of your touch. in this drunk stare, he took the bartender and the girl who’d been practically eye-fucking him, to his flat it was angry and frustrated; he needed those feelings out his system. so, he found himself between a guy and girl, in a haze of lust. it was lore to be kept hidden when the girl scratched her nails deep into sirius’ back, her red lipstick marked all over his torso. the bartender took sirius from behind, stretching him out, as sirius rutted the girl’s guts into his mattress. his hand wrapped around sirius’ neck, placing his mouth on his, retching him with bruised lips.

he felt his orgasm tug low at his stomach, as the girl’s walls clenched around his cock. sirius dug his fingers into her waist, drowning in the high of alcohol and lust that wrecked his system. he missed your touch, your feel, your nasty words that helped him crawl down the euphoria of pleasure. in the distant cacophony of the low moans and skin-slapping, he found himself emptying into the condom.

‘fuck,’ he whispered as he felt the warmth flood behind his back. he felt the liquid slide down his thighs, lips latched onto the skin of his neck. it brought him a strange sense of discomfort. it wasn’t the first time he’d had a threesome, but somehow, he found himself hating it.

‘i need to go clean myself,’ he whispered. they nodded. sirius stood there, lingering, his waist uncharacteristically swaying.

‘you guys can clean yourself in my bathroom - and stay here for the night if you’d like. i-um i’ll sleep outside,’

he saw the girl giggle and wrap her arms around the bartender before wrapping her lips around his waist before he walked out into the hallway. he’d have to change the sheets the next day, he decided. even burn that were about to be stained with the deeds of strangers. it felt like a backfire of his plan but he was too tired to fight it.

you knew better than to respond to sirius’ text. you’d seen him bartender and a blonde girl home. it was a ploy, to make you jealous. you could read it in his face. but you were so tired of being the chase, of being the prey. you needed him to hunt you down, make you his. perhaps all he needed was a little push. so, you’d decided to the guy at work a chance. he was cute-physically at least. as the evening went on you realized he was nothing but a hollow shell, just a pretty thing to look at.

internally you cursed marlene who’d given you this ‘awesome idea’ to woo sirius and make him jealous. sirius black was a stubborn man and he’d make anything his if he set his eyes on it. all he needed was a little push over the edge to pursue his interests. a little push for him to set off the ticking bomb that was his anger issues. he’d bash out and admit his feelings any day. but it was the push he needed. so, you’d tolerated the guy throughout the evening hoping the sex wouldn’t be half as bad.

how wrong you were. his touches were rushed. but it wasn’t a sensual rush that led you into a headspace of arousal. it was a rush to see you naked. there was no foreplay what so ever, neither was there an effort to make you feel good. all he wanted to do was explore his pleasure, let down his high of euphoria. you didn’t even feel yourself close to the edge when he pulled out, chasing your lips with a bruising kiss.

you groaned, as he fell near you, panting slowly. his hand wrapped around your waist and he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck. his beard tickled the skin, and you found yourself hating it. it wasn’t like sirius’ soft stubble. it was scratchy, raising the sensors of your comfortability.

it was rabbit hole of fucking madness. you’d found yourself falling deep into the grave of lust and greed when sirius had hooked up with you on a drunk night when the summer air was humid. you found yourself filling the void of his heart without realizing it. you found yourself gaining a power, a control over him nobody else had. you found yourself falling with him, deep into a dorm of madhouse. it was inescapable, and somewhere along the clandestine rendezvous in hotels and parking lots, you allowed yourself to not escape.

you had messed with sirius, and you knew it was a bad news. and now he was messing with you. so, you turned around your screen of your phone on the nightstand.

‘had a threesome after so long.’

it was vulgar, short, yet enough to set you off the edge. even if you knew it, the confirmation made it worse.

‘why don’t i fuck you good enough?’

‘well, you’re fucking some loser from work.’

‘i’m fucking him, that’s not my boyfriend.’

‘big talk sweetheart, you went on a date with him. he’s your co-worker. as good as a boyfriend.’

‘he’s as hollow as your mother’s fried brain.’

‘rude.’

‘you agree with it.’

‘i do.’

you let out a short breath.

‘so…’

‘meet me in five.’

‘right.’

‘right,’ he said, munching on a fry. you chuckled, wiping a stripe of mayonnaise from the side of his lips.

‘that bad of a fuck huh?’ he teased, even though you could hear the bitter tone laced in his voice. sipping on your milkshake, you shrugged.

‘sooo bad. he didn’t even last like…10 minutes.’

‘i mean he must have never had sucha good pussy before,’ he whispered, leaning closer to you. it was a vile thing to say in public, but you were guarded by the windows of his car. you chuckled, throwing him a nervous blow of your tongue.

‘i’m not wrong,’ he winked.

‘i mean i must believe you. you’ve your experiences.’ you said, a stern tone in your voice. throwing the plastic cup into the polythene, you climbed over the seat, straddling his hips.

‘fuck,’ he groaned, arching his hips. when you unbuttoned your skimpy blouse, shoving your breasts into his face, he latched his mouth onto your nipple. you moaned, craning your neck, and hiding your fingers into his silky strands. this wasn’t a part of your plan…but how could you resist his mouth upon your body, his teeth marking spots on your skin as he fervently kissed you into a stupor till your mind went numb.

still, this felt different, when his finger explored your cunt through your underwear, rubbing soft on your clit. there was something in his eyes, a fire of agony, a fire of desire. something more than just lust. he unzipped his pants, letting out his cock.

‘fuck me,’ you said, your mouth against his. he raised an eyebrow.

‘no foreplay?’

‘oh, fuck you, black, it’s so wet already,’ you groaned, rubbing your cunt against his skin of his girth. a devious smirk tasted upon his kiss bitten lips.

‘it’s so wet for me, isn’t it?’ he said, positioning the tip of his cock at your core, teasing your slit.

‘yes, yes,’ you groaned. when he entered you, it was a delicious stretch that burned through you. he grabbed your neck, pressing so slowly on your artery.

‘look at me, look at me, sweetheart,’ your eyes glazed over his, and you found yourself lost into the crevice of madness into his gray eyes. he rammed his hips into you, your thighs shaking as he did so. he brought your face closer to his, and licked over your lips.

‘you’re such a sweetheart for me. such a slave for my cock, even though you’ve got a stupid boyfriend at home,’

when sirius dropped by your office, he didn’t expect you to be… for a lack of better words, making out with your co-worker. the heat from the coffee he’d been holding seeped through his fingers. he felt his brain sizzle with emotion, an anger that soaked his nerves with a nausea an overwhelming desire to fucking bash that bastard’s head. his heart pounded threateningly against his ribcage, his feelings swallowing him whole. his eyes burned from unshed tears. he saw red, fucking red when you slipped your hand into the bastard’s pant, going down on your knees, licking your lips.

in the middle of the fucking day, in your office cabin you were ready to offer head to that excuse of a boyfriend. it was disgusting, gross- it made him feel things he’d never felt before. he felt obsessive, as a strange sense of possessiveness took over his senses. he felt his blood boil, his head reeling with viciously violent thoughts.

he stood there, watching through the curtain of his unshed tears as you felt somebody who wasn’t him. his hands shook as he walked out of the office, throwing the cup of coffee into the bin. truth be told, he wanted to ask you out, ‘gain a pair’ as james told him, since ‘it wasn’t too late’. he wanted to take you to dinner, a proper date with all the ‘gentlemanly shit,’ as marlene suggested.

‘you won’t break your heart,’ a famished lily had told him as sirius fondled with his godson’s cheeks. remus agreed with her, giving him a piece of chocolate as encouragement. and for the first time in their life, sirius thought, they were wrong. they were wrong. you wanted nothing more than sex from him. your heart wasn’t his, even if his was yours. you didn’t wear your heart on a sleeve like he did. you weren’t his to lose. but it still hurt.

it still pitied a fire into his stomach. a fire of agony, a desire. a fire which was fuelled by the diesel that was you. by the diesel that was your touch, your feel, your scent, your smile, your words, your body. by the diesel that were you. he decided perhaps, it was time to go. even if he wasn’t ready to go, perhaps he was. perhaps that’s how he’d be healed, if he ran away from you. from the ecstasy that you brought him. if he fled his thoughts that were full of you.

sirius wiped his hands on the side of his apron. as someone who’d never baked a day in his life before, peter’s advice helped him to make a darn good cake. it came out as a regular sponge, but he had an eye for decorations. from a boring old sponge cake, it was transformed into a beautiful cake. now he could only hope harry would like it.

he took a picture and sent it to you. he didn’t ignore you, as he thought he would, but he certainly never met you physically. he never met you alone in shabby corners or was left alone with you. perhaps you were done with him. but you were his friend, a damn good one at that, and he couldn’t let that bond break just because you didn’t want anything to do with him. perhaps he’d never be good enough for you.

‘you going today?’ you texted.

‘no i made this cake for myself.’

‘just answer the damn question god damn.’

‘obviously i’m coming.’

‘that’s what she said.’

‘middle school boy humour.’

‘hmmm… i know.’

the bubbles appeared and re-appeared on his screen. he didn’t text you back until you got off whatever you had on your chest.

‘can you… come over?’

he found himself questioning the text, instead of replying right away. he wasn’t ready to go, not yet. but he didn’t want to leave with a broken heart either. luckily for you, he was damn good at making bad decisions.

‘yes.’

‘yes,’ your moan muffled against the pillow as his cock plunged into you, his finger tips sinking into the soft flesh of your ass. the dress you were wearing for the party had been long discarded on the floor. you could hear him whimpering as your finger bruised circles on your clit. your walls clenched deliciously around his cock, your orgasm at the brink of your sanity.

sirius’ tatted hand wrapped around your neck as he brough your shaking body closer to his. he pushed his slender fingers into your mouth, as you gaggled around them, spit drooling around his fingers. the room was filled with the sound of skin slapping and guttural moans. it wasn’t a drunk accident. the both of you were very sober when you decided to ravage each other.

‘you’re sucha nasty-’ he moaned, his teeth sinking into your shoulder as you clenched tighter around him. he was feral, as he hit a particularly deep spot inside you at this position. it made you see fucking stars, and you practically screamed as your thighs shook.

‘i’m sucha nasty girl, no? just for you black,’ you whispered, your throat raw with the guttural moans and screams that emitted out of your lips.

‘that’s right sweetheart,’ he said, his voice low and rough. you nodded, as you broke the sweat, your orgasm escaping through your body as he licked a filthy stripe from your neck to your ear.

‘fuck,’ he gasped, as he emptied into you, his seed filling into you like white ropes. he pinched your skin, as his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he came down from the high of the pleasure you brought him.

your weak body fell slump onto the bed, and you turned around on your back. you brought him down by looping your finger through his silver chain. you slipped your tongue into his mouth, teeth sinking into his lips. he twisted his fingers into your hair, hungrily consuming the saccharine taste of your lips.

‘stay?’ you asked, breathless. sirius could feel a pool of anger pit into his stomach.

‘no,’ he on your lips. he could read the hurt in your eyes but he thought he just imagined it. obviously, he did. he had to stop falling into the spectrum of your attraction. he had stop being there, hanging in there just to be your little sex toy.

‘why not?’

‘i- i can’t,’ he said, getting up, distancing himself from you. he could feel his heart break as you covered yourself with the sheet under you.

‘you’ve a boyfriend.’ he whispered, as he put on his clothes.

‘that didn’t stop you from brainfucking me the other night-‘

‘i-i was out of my mind.’

‘i- i want you to stay.’

‘no.’

‘please.’

‘i’m sorry.’

‘why?’

because i don’t recognise you anymore. i don’t recognise the girl i once had. the only thing i recognise is the not half as bad sex. i’ve lost you.

‘i- i want you to know, i’m ready to go.’ throwing you a sad look, he left without giving you an explanation.

sirius had found you sitting at the bar. you weren’t expecting him of course. you hadn’t reached out to him ever since he’d left. he hated to say it, but he missed you. incurable was the void his heart had created. he missed something that wasn’t him, someone who wasn’t his. he had boiling anger surging within him, but he wanted to see you. his heart overruled his brain, so he approached you.

‘hi,’ he said. he half expected you to bash out at him. but you didn’t. instead, you gave him a smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes.

‘hey,’ you said. taking a sip of your drink. i’ve missed you.

‘so alone in a bar? on a thursday night?’

‘yep,’ you said, a little too cheerfully to be honest. his hand gripped yours. your heart broke. he wasn’t ready to go, not yet.

‘are you okay?’ he asked. you crept your hand around his neck. there was something in your eyes. something he’d never seen. something too pure for it to be just lust. something of an unreadable lore.

‘can we talk in private?’ he thought about your question. the last time, talking in private turned into a fuck session where he’d realized he didn’t recognise you anymore. but he was damn good at listening to his heart when you were around.

so, he agreed which resulted him taking you home. your hands wrapped around his waist as you held onto him. the skimpy dress you’d been wearing didn’t provide much of a coverage through the cool air. the engine of his motorbike died as he stopped it at your house.

it was a quiet feeling that submerged the both of you. your minds and hearts were full of unsaid words. a seething rage of desire settled deep into your nerves. you wanted nothing but to grab him and kiss him stupid. tell him how much you loved him. but you needed to talk. talk about your feelings and his. talk about the mad rabbit hole you’d fallen into.

‘hi,’ you said, unlocking the door. he smiled.

‘so, what did you want to say?’ you twiddled with your mouth. now that you had him, you didn’t know how to say anything. you walked towards your table, and poured a glass of water for yourself, a fake liquid courage. he stood on the other side, waiting patiently for you to say something.

‘for a lack of better words, i have no idea how to say this. but i still will. because i can’t go long without getting this off my chest,’ you voice broke, and you felt your cheeks heat up as the words left your mouth.

‘in simple words, the guy i was dating was a ploy, to get you jealous. i thought a little push would get you to admit how you felt. i- i’m in love with you.’ you said, whispering the last part. you met his eyes, hoping he’d say something. but there was nothing. a pregnant silence where none said anything.

‘so you’re telling me you’ve loved me for all this while?’ he spat, exploding into a fume of anger you’d never seen seethe within him before. you nodded.

‘i- i’m in love with you, sirius.’ sirius felt his heart explode. anger spilled into every crevice of his heart and he felt his words spill before he could control himself.

'fuck this! what even are we? are we best friends? are we fucking? are we dating? something in between that?' he said, slamming his wrist on your table. his eyes wandered over your body, taking in your features through the silky skimpy dress clad on your body. he stopped at your lips.

you could feel the heat radiate off his body when walked towards you pinning your body to the cold wall behind your wall. his hand crept on your cheek, finger stroking at your mouth. he leaned closer, brushing his nose against yours, his hair tickling your face.

the fury agonized a fire within him which only you could extinguish. it spread into his gut, crawling out with an intensity of lust. he could feel you melting into his touch, like you always did.

'i wish we never fucked, and i mean that.' he said, a cold threat laced into his voice. even in the spiral of lust or greed, you'd never seen his eyes so dark. you'd never seen the pure genuine anger which crumbled him into shattered pieces. still, you felt his touch ignite your skin, melting into the tension, the diesel of desire. it was the fire you liked playing with. gripping his t-shirt collar, you pushed his mouth near yours,

'do you mean that?' he brushed his lips against yours, taking your lower lip between his teeth.

'no, not really,'

a deep rumble held onto his chest when you pushed your mouth onto his lips, converging your feelings deep into his brain. he felt his heart thump angrily against his ribcage as he held onto you. in the mist of the clouds, he found you to be his muse. he found himself seeing nobody but you. you’d gotten him hooked.

when you parted, he was breathless, a stupid smile plastered on his face. his cheeks were dusted pink. he leaned his forehead on your temple, as you chuckled. your arms wrapping around his waist.

‘tell me you love me too,’ you said, a tone of insecurity laced into your voice. he crept his hand on your cheek, stroking his finger onto the skin.

‘look at me, sweetheart.’ when you met his eyes, an unfamiliar shyness took over you.

‘i’m yours. you’re mine. i love you too. let me take you out tomorrow?’ he said against your mouth.

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