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sunflowerabyss · 4 months

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Brewing Hearts

Pairing: Professor!Remus Lupin x Professor!Reader

Plot: Tired of seeing the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and the Arithmancy professor dancing around each other, the Weasley twins take things into their own hands with a little bit of love potion.

Warnings: fluff

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The Great Hall bustled with the usual chaos of students and the aroma of delicious food. Fred and George sat at the Gryffindor table, exchanging glances as they observed the unfolding drama between Remus Lupin and (Y/N) (L/N). The two professors were seated across the room, stealing subtle glances at each other while seemingly oblivious to the world around them.

Fred nudged George with his elbow and nodded toward the couple. "George, mate, look at them. It's like watching a Muggle soap opera, only with more awkward glances and less drama."

George chuckled, his eyes narrowing as he observed Remus and (Y/N). "I swear, Fred, if they don't do something soon, I might just hex them into confessing. It's getting painful to watch."

The twins exchanged an amused look as Remus and (Y/N) continued their dance of stolen glances. Fred leaned in, his voice lowered to a conspiratorial whisper. "I've got an idea. What if we do something about it? You know, give them a little push in the right direction?"

George's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Now, that's what I'm talking about. What's the plan, my dear brother?"

Fred leaned back, studying the couple across the hall. "We need something subtle, something that'll make them realize what they're missing. A little potion, perhaps?"

George raised an eyebrow. "A love potion?"

Fred shook his head. "Nah, too strong. We don't want them running off to elope. How about a mild infatuation potion? Just enough to make them see each other in a new light."

George grinned. "I like it. We brew it tonight, slip it into their drinks at the Yule Ball, and let the magic happen. They'll be thanking us for years to come."

And with that, the mischievous twins began plotting their matchmaking scheme, setting the stage for the events that would unfold in their secret workshop later that evening.

The Weasley twins sneaked out of the Gryffindor common room under the cover of darkness, making their way to their secret workshop hidden within the depths of Hogwarts. The passage was concealed behind a tapestry depicting a group of mischievous pixies wreaking havoc on a potions classroom. With a swish of Fred's wand, the entrance revealed itself, and the twins slipped through.

Inside the dimly lit workshop, shelves lined with jars of rare ingredients and experimental potions greeted them. Fred conjured a small flame to light the room, casting flickering shadows on the walls. The twins wasted no time as they set up their cauldrons, eager to brew the potion that would finally push Remus and (Y/N) out of their pining stupor.

George cracked his knuckles, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Fred, mate, let's get this show on the road. We've got a date with destiny tonight."

Fred nodded, tossing a handful of powdered moonstone into a cauldron. "Absolutely, George. Let's make this potion so good, they won't know what hit them."

The twins worked in tandem, each intuitively knowing their role in the brewing process. They measured out ingredients, stirred cauldrons, and shared mischievous glances. The room hummed with an air of excitement, and a sense of accomplishment fueled their determination.

As George carefully poured a vial of crushed fireflies into the mixture, he glanced over at Fred. "You know, Fred, this feels like one of our pranks, only with a touch more subtlety. It's like setting off a dung bomb in a library and watching the chaos unfold, but with hearts instead of first-years throwing up in the bathroom."

Fred chuckled, stirring the cauldron. "Exactly, George. This is the prank to top all pranks and the best part? We're doing it for love. No harm done."

The potion began to emit a soft, enchanting glow as they added the final ingredients. The twins exchanged satisfied smiles, their plan coming together seamlessly. Fred raised his wand, tapping the cauldron with a flourish.

"There we go, George. One batch of Cupid's Secret, ready to make magic happen."

George admired their handiwork. "They won't even know what hit them. Now, let's get this bottled up and ready for the Yule Ball."

And so, with the potion completed and mischief in their hearts, Fred and George sealed the vials of Cupid's Secret, eager to unleash their concoction on the unsuspecting professors during the magical festivities of the Yule Ball.

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The Yule Ball was in full swing, the Great Hall transformed into a magical wonderland. The twinkling fairy lights above cast a warm glow over the elegantly dressed witches and wizards as they twirled around the dance floor. Remus and (Y/N) entered separately, both looking stunning in their respective outfits.

Fred and George, dressed in dapper suits that were a mix of classic and whimsical, discreetly moved through the crowd. They each carried a tray of glasses filled with punch, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. As they approached Remus and (Y/N), Fred winked at George, a silent confirmation of the mischief about to unfold.

"Care for a drink, Professor Lupin?" Fred offered with a charming smile, presenting the tray of punch.

Remus, slightly surprised, nodded in gratitude and took a glass. "Thank you, Mr. Weasley. Much appreciated."

Meanwhile, George turned to (Y/N) with a grin. "And for you, Professor (L/N)? A little something to enhance the festive spirit."

[Y/N] accepted the glass, returning George's smile. "Why, thank you, Mr. Weasley. That's very thoughtful."

The twins exchanged a quick, conspiratorial glance before blending into the crowd, leaving Remus and (Y/N) to enjoy their drinks. As the professors took sips of the enchanted punch, the subtle effects of Cupid's Secret began to take hold.

Unbeknownst to them, a gentle warmth spread through their veins, and the enchanted atmosphere of the Yule Ball seemed to intensify. Remus and (Y/N) glanced at each other, their eyes meeting in a way that felt different, charged with a newfound energy.

Fred, watching from a distance, nudged George with a sly grin. "Well, George, looks like our little potion is working its charm. Now, let's sit back and enjoy the show."

George chuckled, raising his glass in a mock toast. "To love, mischief, and a Yule Ball to remember."

And so, with their plan set in motion, the mischievous twins observed from the sidelines, eager to see how Cupid's Secret would unfold in the magical dance of the Yule Ball.

Under the soft glow of the floating candles and the enchanting ambiance of the Yule Ball, Remus and (Y/N) found themselves swept away by the subtle effects of Cupid's Secret. The love potion worked its magic, creating a warmth that seemed to linger in the air around them.

As they danced, the once hesitant glances turned into lingering stares. Remus, with a newfound confidence, gently took (Y/N)'s hand, and the dance floor seemed to fade away as they moved in perfect harmony. The atmosphere crackled with an energy that was both enchanting and irresistible.

Fred and George, hidden in the shadows, exchanged triumphant grins as they watched their plan unfold. Fred elbowed George, nodding toward the dancing couple. "Look at that, George. Our potion is doing wonders. They're practically glowing!"

George chuckled. "Our own brand of magic, right there. Who knew we had a knack for matchmaking?"

As Remus and (Y/N) twirled across the floor, the barriers that had kept them apart began to crumble. Conversations flowed effortlessly, laughter echoed through the hall, and the spark that had been lingering finally ignited into a full-fledged flame of connection.

The mischievous twins couldn't help but revel in their success. Fred whispered to George, "I told you, George, this is going to be legendary. They're like a pair of phoenixes rising from the ashes of awkwardness."

George nodded, raising his eyebrows in mock surprise. "Fred, my dear brother, we might be onto something here. Maybe we missed our true calling as love wizards."

The dance continued, and the enchanted glow of the Yule Ball seemed to intensify around Remus and (Y/N). The Great Hall buzzed with the newfound energy of romance, and the Weasley twins, hidden in the shadows, savored the moment, knowing they had orchestrated a magical night that would be remembered for years to come.

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The morning sun cast a warm glow on the Hogwarts grounds as Remus and (Y/N) found themselves walking together near the Black Lake. The events of the Yule Ball lingered in the air, creating a palpable tension between them.

Remus hesitated for a moment before breaking the silence. "About last night, (Y/N)… there's something we need to talk about, something that's been on my mind."

(Y/N) nodded, a mix of curiosity and concern in her eyes. "Remus, I've been thinking too. There was something… different about the Yule Ball, wasn't there?"

Remus took a deep breath, glancing at (Y/N) with a sincerity that seemed to cut through the uncertainty. "I can't shake the feeling that something was influencing us. The way we were drawn to each other, the warmth in the air—it wasn't just the magic of the Yule Ball, was it?"

(Y/N) sighed, realizing the truth. "No, Remus. It wasn't just the Yule Ball magic. There was something else at play. Something that brought us together, made us see each other in a new light."

As Remus and (Y/N) shared their thoughts, unbeknownst to them, Fred and George were hiding behind a large oak tree nearby. The mischievous twins exchanged knowing glances, their ears perked up to catch every word of the conversation.

Remus ran a hand through his hair, a hint of frustration in his expression. "I've been racking my brain, trying to understand what happened. And then I remembered—Fred and George offered us punch. I think they might have had something to do with it."

(Y/N)'s eyes widened in realization. "The Weasley twins? But why would they…?"

Remus sighed. "Knowing Fred and George, it was probably another one of their pranks. They must have slipped something into the punch to create some kind of atmosphere. I can't believe I fell for it."

(Y/N), a mixture of surprise and amusement on her face, couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, if it was a prank, it might be the best one they've ever pulled. Because, Remus, I can't deny that something changed between us last night."

Remus smiled, a genuine warmth in his eyes. "And I'm grateful for it. More than you know. The truth is, (Y/N), I've fancied you for quite some time. The Yule Ball, or rather, whatever those two put in my drink, just gave me the courage to admit it."

As the conversation unfolded, Fred and George shared a triumphant grin. Fred whispered to George, "Looks like our love potion did more than we bargained for. They're talking about it!"

George nodded. "Mission accomplished, Fred."

The mischievous twins quietly retreated, leaving Remus and (Y/N) to navigate the aftermath of the Yule Ball and the unexpected twist of fate that had brought them closer together.

In the weeks that followed the Yule Ball, the Hogwarts corridors whispered about the unexpected romance between the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and the Arithmancy professor. Students and staff exchanged knowing glances, their curiosity piqued by the undeniable connection that seemed to have blossomed overnight.

The Weasley twins, having successfully orchestrated the tale of love, moved through the castle with an air of mischief and satisfaction. Fred grinned at George. "Our little project paid off, didn't it? Professor Lupin and Professor (L/N) are the talk of Hogwarts! I even heard McGonagall and Dumbledore talking about it."

George chuckled. "Who would've thought we'd become the puppet masters of love? We might have a future as romance consultants. Well, if the joke shop goes to hell, anyway."

As they reveled in their matchmaking success, the mischievous twins couldn't resist the occasional sly glance toward Remus and (Y/N), secretly pleased with the love story they had set in motion.

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Meanwhile, Remus and (Y/N), having navigated the revelation of the Weasley twins' involvement, found solace in the genuine connection that had sparked between them. The Yule Ball, orchestrated or not, had been a catalyst for something real and undeniable.

While sitting next to Remus on his bed in his living chambers, (Y/N) turned to Remus with a playful smile. "You know, Remus, I never thought I'd owe a debt of gratitude to the Weasley twins for anything other than a good laugh."

Remus chuckled, setting his book down, eyes filled with warmth. "They have a way of surprising us, don't they? But in a strange way, I'm grateful for whatever potion they slipped into our drinks that night. It brought us together."

(Y/N) nodded, a twinkle in her eye. "Love has a way of finding its path, even in the most unexpected circumstances. Maybe this was meant to be."

Remus smiled, pulling (Y/N) closer. "Perhaps it was. And I, for one, am glad fate brought us together, even if it took a bit of mischief to make it happen."

And so, as the whispers of love drifted through the Hogwarts corridors, Remus and (Y/N) embraced the magic that had sparked between them. The Weasley twins would never openly admit to meddling with the love potion but found joy in the newfound connection between their favorite professors. As they navigated the castle, their mischief was now tinged with a sense of smug satisfaction.

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bettercallwillow · 2 years

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pairing: prof!remus lupin x fem!reader

summary: after slightly misbehaving in class, remus teaches you a lesson

warnings: dom!remus, kinda mean!remus, teacher x student, age gap (legal), degrading, a bit of praise, oral (f!recieving), penetration, creampie, everything is consensual!

word count: 1.5k

The day you set eyes on Professor Lupin, you had a thing for him. It was the first day of term and you were sat amongst your friends, chatting away about the things you wanted to do this term, when Dumbledore announced the new Defense teacher.

You took your eyes away from your friends and towards the top of the hall, your breath hitching when you saw him. He was beautiful. Everything about him, even the scars painting his face, was perfect.

You wanted him.

It was a nice day, the weather was clear for once and just about everyone was in a good mood. Apart from you. You couldn't exactly pinpoint why you were in such an annoyed state, but everything about today was just awful.

Everybody's head snapped towards you when you threw open the classroom door, some even jumping at the sudden noise. Professor Remus gave you a stern look with a hint of concern but nonetheless let you sit down in your seat.

You practically chucked your bag onto the floor beside you, putting down your books on the table with some force. Lupin huffed, looking up at you from his desk, "Miss Y/L/N, you wanna tell me why you're in such a foul mood?"

"M'fine," you replied, taking out your quill. Lupin shook his head, leaning back in his seat slightly, "Well of you're fine then you can surely go about the rest of this lesson without disturbing the class, hm?"

You nodded, stiffling a snarky response and tapping your foot against the floor in annoyance. Rolling his eyes, Lupin pushed himself out of his chair, walking over to the chalkboard on the left side of the room to begin his lesson.

Around an hour later, the class had come to an end. The sound of scraping chairs and shuffling paper filled the room, almost drowning out Lupin's voice, "I want that essay done by next week," he called, "Oh and Miss Y/L/N, could you stay after class?"

You flushed red, embrassed that you had actually been asked to stay after class. Surely your behaviour hadn't been that bad? You looked up at him, nodding, "Sure,"

Soon enough, the classroom was void of people apart from you and Lupin. He leant against his desk, folding his arms and looking down at you slightly, "You gonna tell me why you behaved like that today?" he asked, his tone stern.

Your voice was small, clearly intimidated by the man in front of you, "Like- like what?"

"Like such a fucking brat," he spat, his choice of words making you blush. You froze, had he really just called you a brat? Surely he wouldn't be speaking in that manner if he didn't mean that.

"Professor-" you stammered, your cunt beginning to throb. "C'mere," he motioned towards him, cutting you off. You obeyed, getting up from your seat and walking towards him. When you got quite close, Lupin wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you into him.

You were startled and his hand rested at your chin, tilting your head up towards him, "You think I don't know you like me? All the times I catch you staring at m'buldge, squeezing your thighs together," he leaned in closer, his voice almost a whisper, "The wet patches you leave behind on the seats,"

"Lupin.."

"Remus,"

"Remus," you looked into his eyes with your doe ones, "Please, just fuck me,"

Remus grinned before slamming his lips against your own, spinning you around so you were pressed against his desk. His hands grabbed at your thighs, signalling for your to jump up onto the oak.

"So obedient," he breathed when you broke away from the kiss, "Such a good fucking slut," You moaned at his words, feeling more slick build up in your panties. God, you couldn't wait for his head to be between your thighs.

As if he read your mind, Remus knelt down, pushing open your legs. The way he manhandled you had you squirming, his hands gripping at your hips to keep you still, "Desperate little thing," he tutted, giving your thigh a light slap before hooking his fingers around the wasitline of your panties.

A shaky breath of content rolled of your lips when the cool air hit your now exposed cunt, mixing well with the heat that was radiating from you. "Fuckin' soaked already," Remus grinned, looking up at you, "You really are a whore, aren't you?"

"Yes, sir," you responded, "Just for you,"

"Let's keep it that way," he gruffed before leaning forward, running his tongue down your glistening slit. You hummed in pleasure, the feeling of him like heaven, "Taste so good, darling, fuck," he muttered before diving in, licking and sucking at your clit.

You cried out, throwing your head back, "Fuck, Remus," you moaned, bucking your hips into his face. Remus growled into your cunt, his hands wrapped around your thighs to keep you in place. His pace was amazing, swapping from licking at your bundle of nerves to teasting your entrance. He knew exactly what to do to make you go crazy.

"Just like that, oh my-" you mewled, nails scratching at the desk below you. You had never felt pleasure like this; sure you had been eaten out before, but never like this. Every flick of his tongue brought you closer and closer to your high.

When your thighs began to tremble and you approached your orgasm, Remus pulled away, making you whimper in disappointment. "None of that," he smirked, getting up from his knees, "Don't wanna be needy now, do we?'

You frowned but shook your head, agreeing with him, "S-sorry, professor,"

"Atta girl," Remus winked, his hands working at unbuckling his belt, "Y'ready for my cock now, angel?"

"I always have been," you responded, spreading your legs impossibly further. Remus chuckled, pulling down his trousers to his mid-thigh along with his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free. You gawked at his size, no fucking way. He had to be at least 8 inches, maybe even more- you had never taken anybody this big before.

"You sure it'll fit?" you asked, looking up at him with concern in your eyes. Remus nodded, tapping the head against your clit, "I'll make it fit, don't worry your little head about it,"

And just like that, he lined himself up at your entrance, making sure to coat the tip of his cock in your arousal before slowly pushing in. A whorish moan left your mouth at the intrusion, making Remus shush you, "Don't wanna- fuck- be caught now, do we?" he cooed, holding back his own moans.

You shook your head, holding your hand over your mouth to muffle your cries as Remus slowly pushed more of himself inside you, "Good girl, taking me so well," he groaned when he was fully inside you. The praise went straight to your head, and your cunt, and you clenched around him, forcing a moan from his lips, "Fuck, darling,"

After giving you a few moments to adjust to his size, he slowly dragged himself out before slamming back into you, his cock hitting your sweet spot perfectly. You whined as he set a strict pace, the sound of skin against skin and your muffled moans filling the room.

"Fuck it, I wanna hear you," Remus gruffed, hastily grabbing his wand and muttering a quick silencing spell. As soon as he uttered the incantation, you moved your hand, giving you the opportunity to cry out, "Remus, gods, you feel- feel so fucking good,"

"That's it, darling," he smirked, his hands grabbing at your hips so he could rut into you faster, "G'won, tell me how much of a whore you are for my cock,"

The way he talked to you could have made you cum alone, "Oh my- Remus, I love your cock so fucking much, love feeling you inside me-"

He cut you off with a sloppy kiss, it was messy, teeth clashing against eachother as his tongue pushed into your mouth, rubbing against yours. You pulled away, panting, "Fuck, I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum,"

"Go ahead, dove, cum all over my cock," he groaned, his thrusts becoming sloppy and out of rhythm as he approached his own orgasm, "Make sure you know who you belong to,"

With his words and his cock pounding in and out of you, you came. Hard. A loud string of moans rolled off your lips as you gushed around him, "Remus!"

The way you clenched around him as you came sent Remus over the edge and he stilled, burying into you up to the hilt as he released his load against your cervix, painting your walls white, "Oh my gods," he moaned, his forehead pressed against yours, "Feel so fucking good around m'cock, princess,"

After a few moments, he pulled out, his seed following and dripping down onto the floor below you both. He looked down, observing the way the white liquid gushed as your entrance pulsed uncontrollably, "Well isn't that a sight for sore eyes," he grinned, his eyes flicking back up to yours.

You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for another kiss, "Let's definately do this again," you muttered against his lips.

"Definately,"

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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HEYYYYYYY i'm coming back for a very short time from my little hiatus to sayyyyyy....

4k!!!! that's crazyyy! but you deserve it and I am so veryyyyy proud of you lovie <3

and I will do A Proper Family - "But this is the only thing that's made the last three years bearable." with Remus

come celebrate 4k with me!

welcome back sweetheart!! i'm so glad you're here, thank you so much :D

you didn't add an au so i generated one!! professor au - because professor is a job title that remus actually had, i'm making the timeline the alternate component!! in this he's been teaching for three years, that's how the quote ties in :D

You walked the familiar route into Remus's office, your brows furrowing when you saw him hunched over a trunk, his possessions tucked neatly inside and no longer spread about the space.

"Taking a trip?" You asked hesitantly, stomach dropping as he smiles sadly up at you.

"A long one," He offered sadly, "I hope whoever replaces me gets coffee with you."

"Replaces you," You parroted, "Remus, what are you saying?"

"Someone has let slip the nature of my.." Remus hesitated, hands fiddling with the clasps on his trunk, "Condition. I think it's best if I were to resign."

"But-! But Remus," You huffed, swatting his hands away from a pile of books that he tried packing away, "That's not fair to you! We both know you're not a danger to the school, what if Dumbledore-"

"Dumbledore has risked enough on my behalf," Remus cut you off, "Y/N, I've already turned in my papers. There's nothing that can be done."

"Remus!" You shrieked, throat closing slightly, "You can't leave! You can't, I can't teach without you here!"

"I'm sure someone else will be here to complain about the Malfoy's little procreation with you," Remus offered you another one of those sad smiles, the expression cracking your heart further, "And you're always welcome to visit me."

"But," Your voice shook, "You have been the only thing that's made the last three years bearable, Remus. You can't leave me here, you can't!"

"I have to," He gently took your hands, squeezing them comfortingly, "Y/N, I have to. You'll still see me at order meetings, yeah? This isn't goodbye." He brought you into a warm hug, and you sniffled miserably into his scratchy suit jacket.

"It is goodbye!"

"It's goodbye for now," He murmured, his sweet words dulling your outrage, "But not forever."

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flwrbo · 1 year

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Everyone at Hogwarts just loves Professor Lupin’s pretty wife <3

remus lupin x reader | suggestive fluff 1.1k words

Your shoes click-clacked through the school floors as you walked your way to Remus’ classroom. In your hands is a neatly wrapped lunch he had forgotten about until he was halfway to Hogwarts.

You, of course, noticed immediately and prepared yourself to take his food to his workplace, not wanting your fiance to be hungry all day. Students nodded kindly at you, excited to see your face again. After you had visited your Remus for the first time, rumor had spread around the school of the sweet young woman Professor Lupin had doted on him. You quickly became some sort of micro-celebrity amongst the students, especially when you’d bring in little baked goods for the children.

“Hello, Miss!” A small second-year waved up at you, cheeks round and red.

A smile spread across your face as you stopped, and began digging around your tote bag. A small pastry, wrapped in brown paper sat atop your open palm. “Care for a treat, sir?” You crouched down a little to be face to face. The boy excitedly accepted the gift, running off after giving you a swift hug on the hips. “Make sure you split that!” You sweetly shout after him, watching as he runs to tell his friend all about the wonderful news.

“I don’t suppose you have another of those for me,” A teasing tone drawls behind you. You turn to find Remus leaning against the door frame, dress shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms.

“I can do you one better,” You smile, holding up the homemade lunch he’d abandoned that morning. He grins a wide grin, walking to you and pulling you into a swinging hug. You’re led into his classroom, squealing excitedly as Remus held onto you tightly.

He leans down to kiss you sweetly before you softly push the lunch into his hands. “My girl: always taking care of me.” He sighs, moving to drop the food onto his desk. “You came this whole way to drop off my food?”

“And see you.” You grin, walking towards him and gently pinning him against his desk. His chest is warm when you snuggle against it, letting your body rest against his for a moment. “And give Mr. Longbottom a gift,”

He sighs and shakes his head sorrowfully. “They’re going to begin to believe you have favorites, you know,” He scolds, mostly joking.

He can feel you shrug against him. “Maybe I do,”

A breathy chuckle leaves him as he begins to sway the two of you back and forth, completely enamored in one another as if you hadn’t been tangled in bed the entire night - not only three hours ago. You land a peck on his chest, lazily where your head lays and he reciprocates in kind, leaving a sweet kiss on your forehead.

“Okay,” You sigh, pulling away. “You need to eat, Professor.”

You perch yourself on Remus’ desk in front of him, watching him in his desk chair as he pulls out the perfectly wrapped and cut sandwich.

The two of you continue the conversation, him asking you about your commute to Hogwarts and you inquiring about the first two classes he had to teach. Somewhere in the middle of the conversation, you had begun swinging your feet absentmindedly. Usually, your constant motion didn’t bother Remus, as he knew you tended to be fidgety. Your skirt, however, captured his attention.

He attempted to keep his eyes on yours, though he did occasionally look down at the beautiful green patterns, attempting to identify the pretty flowers on them. He’s sure he’s seen you in this skirt before, but with your thighs stretching the material in his direct line of sight, and the flow of the garment down to below your kneecap - he’s never seen it like this. And, Merlin, was that a thigh slit? He forces himself to look away, neatly bundling the garbage from his lunch and tossing it.

He tries to pay attention to the story you’re recounting about the adorable baby on the bus, but his hand is itching to reach out and feel the material beneath his fingertips. He tosses a look over his shoulder at the door, ensuring it's closed and more importantly ensuring your privacy. This, however, captures your attention and your story slowly trails off.

“And so she leans over and…” You bring your lip between your teeth. “Rem?”

He looks up at your smiling, blushing face. “Yes, my love?” He clears his throat, going on as if he wasn’t just entranced by your midi skirt for the last ten minutes.

“What are you looking at?” You giggle, taking in his reactions. He flounders a little, flustered at the idea of being caught. Another chuckle leaves him, and he pushes his rolling chair closer to where you are still perched on the desk.

“I,” He finally allows himself to reach out and feel. The material isn’t as soft as he thought it’d be, and it makes him sad to think your cute little thighs were anything less than perfectly comfortable. “Am looking at how beautiful you look,” He pushes his hand around the thigh slit, dragging his finger on the soft skin there. “My perfect wife,” He sighs happily.

You drag a hand through the soft brown of his hair, fingers massaging his scalp as he continues to silently admire your legs. It’s your turn to lean down and deliver a kiss to his forehead.

The sound of footsteps and chatter begins to come closer to Remus’ door, and the two of you break away. Lunch was over. Remus stands up, leaning down to deliver a kiss to your lips. It was supposed to be quick and chaste, a loving thank you kiss for his lunch. He can’t help but lean into it, feeling a sudden pang run through him. His pretty little wife brings him his lunch that she made, all dressed up just for him. On his desk, in her cute little skirt that she put on just for him. He puts a hand behind her head, pushing her harsher into the kiss as his mind roams around.

You pull away, a string of spit connecting the two of you until it drops messily on your bottom lip. He nearly goes in for a second when you pushes against him and laugh cutely. “Professor Lupin,” You nod your head towards the door as if you needed to remind him of the students passing by just outside.

He huffs, sweeping his hair back and sweetly fixing the skirt where he had rucked it up sometime in the last five minutes. You tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, willing the flush on your body to go away before you could leave.

“You know,” Remus thought aloud. “I could always cash in that favor Minnie owes me, and leave class early,” Your fiance looks at you, smirking as he plots. Before you could deny him, he’s already picking you up, and hauling you over his shoulder. Your joyous squeals gather the attention of the students, letting them make way for you and their DADA professor, giggling at the antics they’ve become accustomed to.

#remus lupin x reader #<3.remus #harry potter x reader #<3.chubby reader #i love u professor lupin

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rmoony01 · 17 days

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Dumbledore didn't want to be the minister of magic because it's easier to control and manipulate children then manipulating grown adults.

#marauders fandom #harry potter #professor dumbledore #marauders #the marauders #wolfstar #jily #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #peter pettigrew #the order of the phoenix #marlene mckinnon #mary mcdonald #dorcas meadowes #jegulus

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aeteut · 9 months

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Professor R. J. Lupin

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

#God.#The only man ever.#Professor Lupin does something to me.#The grey in his hair.#remus lupin #harry potter fanart #wolfstar #rlsb #r/s #sirius black #likeafunerall

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made-by-moon · 20 days

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The Marauders era characters as things people in my school said:

"Sometimes, you have to girlboss through life."- Marlene McKinnon

"Honestly? Take your british accent and shove it up your ass and shut the fuck up."- Regulus Black

"It's not my generation that created situationships. It was you. Shame on you."- Slughorn about Barty and Evan

"He may be a bastard but he is our bastard"- James Potter about Remus

"Ride me like a stallion I am *neighs*"- Sirius Black

"Great ideas come from great cocks."- Remus Lupin, stoned out of his mind

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yearning4life · 4 months

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okay marauders hc that because sirius' middle name was “orion” and the boys didn't want to call him that every time they used a different silly middle name like imagine stuff like:

“sirius santa claus black why is there dirt in the carpet?”

or like

“sirius toaster black get back here and give me my shirt”

and slowly it'd get like a game and maybe the girls would get in on it too

#marauders #marauders headcanon #headcanon #the marauders #marauders harry potter #sirius black #wolfstar #remus lupin #james potter #atyd #all the young dudes #peter pettigrew #lily evans #jily #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald #dorcas meadowes #professor mcgonagall

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grangerhater · 8 months

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A GAME OF TABOO

pairing: professor!Remus Lupin x student!reader

synopsis: it’s against the school principles but it’s just for a night right?

smut

warning: plot, teacher-student relationship, they are both two consenting adults, p in v penetration, nick names “daddy” and “baby” once or twice, spanking

The rain poured heavily outside as Y/N hurriedly made her way through the hallways of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was her last year at the prestigious school, and despite the gloomy weather, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. Today was the day she would meet her new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Remus Lupin.

As Y/N entered the classroom, a warm, inviting atmosphere greeted her. The room was adorned with shelves filled with books, and the crackling fire in the fireplace emitted a comforting glow. Y/N's eyes scanned the room, finally landing on the figure standing by the blackboard.

Professor Lupin turned to face her, his eyes filled with kindness and warmth. He had a tired look about him, as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. But there was an air of wisdom and intelligence that made Y/N's heart skip a beat.

"Ah, Miss Y/L/N, I presume?" Professor Lupin greeted her with a gentle smile. "Please, come in. Take a seat."

Y/N nodded and took a seat at the front of the classroom, her heart fluttering nervously. As the other students filed in, Professor Lupin began the lesson, captivating the class with his vast knowledge and engaging teaching methods. Y/N found herself hanging onto every word, her fascination growing with each passing moment.

Days turned into weeks, and Y/N found herself growing more and more infatuated with Professor Lupin. His calm and patient demeanor, combined with his intelligence, drew her in like a moth to a flame. Yet, she couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. It was wrong to have feelings for her teacher.

Throughout the lesson, Y/N found herself constantly stealing glances at Professor Lupin. His voice was soothing, lulling her into a sense of comfort as he explained the intricacies of the Patronus Charm. She admired the way he spoke, his words flowing effortlessly and captivating the entire class.

After class, Y/N lingered behind, pretending to gather her belongings as the other students filed out. She watched as Professor Lupin collected his papers, his brows furrowed in concentration. Summoning her courage, she approached his desk.

"Professor Lupin, I wanted to ask you something," Y/N began, her voice barely above a whisper.

He looked up, his eyes softening at the sight of her. "Of course, Y/N. What can I help you with?"

She hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest. "I... I was wondering if you could recommend any additional reading on the Patronus Charm. I find it fascinating and would love to learn more about it."

A smile spread across Professor Lupin's face as he reached for a nearby bookshelf, pulling out a worn, leather-bound book. "Ah, I have just the thing for you. This is an advanced text on the Patronus Charm. It delves into the theory behind it and provides numerous tips for successful casting. I believe you'll find it quite enlightening."

Y/N's eyes widened with gratitude as she accepted the book. "Thank you, Professor Lupin. I really appreciate it."

"It's my pleasure, Y/N. I am always here for you" he replied, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary.

Over the following weeks, Y/N found herself spending more and more time with Professor Lupin. They often engaged in deep discussions about various magical subjects, and their conversations would stretch into the night. Y/N cherished these moments, treasuring the connection she felt with him.

As the months passed, Y/N's feelings for Professor Lupin grew stronger and stronger. She found herself thinking about him constantly, and longing for his company. She couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt, knowing that a teacher-student relationship was taboo, but she couldn't deny her feelings.

One day, after class, well after curfew that is Y/N snuck out of the party that was held in her common room and drunkenly decided to take a chance and admit her feelings to Professor Lupin. She gathered her courage and knocked on his office door, her heart racing.

Unfortunately, her drunken confession came at the wrong time as Professor Lupin had just finished a particularly hard day of work and was resting in his office as he enjoyed his well-earned drink. He wasn't in the mood to entertain any conversations, let alone one with a drunken student, so he ignored the knock on the door and continued sipping on his drink, assuming that whoever it was outside the door would eventually get the hint and leave him alone. But she continued knocking on the door, oblivious to Lupin's intentions and wanting nothing more than to finally tell him how she really feels.

Lupin eventually got up and answered the door, immediately realizing that it was Y/N , and annoyed that this drunken adventure wasn't ending anytime soon. Despite his annoyance, Lupin was still fond of her and knew that she had been having a rough time lately, so he softened his demeanor and asked, "miss Y/N, what are you doing knocking on my door at this time of night?" she sheepishly looked down at her feet as she answered, "I-I wanted to tell you that I have feelings for you." Lupin's expression turned to one of confusion as he asked, "Is this some kind of joke?"

Y/N realized that she had to be serious if she wanted Lupin to take her seriously. She met Lupin's gaze and said in a determined tone, "No, this is no joke. I really do have feelings for you." Lupin's face softened further as he said, " I don't know what to say. I'm flattered, but we can't be together. I'm your professor, and-" she interrupted him, saying, "I'm not asking you to be my boyfriend, I just wanted you to know that I have real feelings for you."

Lupin looked at her, trying to figure out what to say next. He didn't want to hurt her feelings but at the same time, he couldn't ignore the fact that he had always been attracted to her. Eventually, he took a deep breath and said, "Listen Y/N… I can't act on any personal urges I may have for you. It's against school policy -and-"

Y/N interrupted him again as she stepped closer to him, putting her hands on his arms and leaning in closer. "So you're saying you're attracted to me too?"

Lupin felt his face blushing as the tension mounted between them. "I can't -", he began to say but was stopped as she leaned in closer to him, bringing her face close to his. Lupin couldn't ignore the fact that she was looking at him with such desire. He took a deep breath and said, "This is not the smartest thing either of us could do, but..”

He led her inside and locked the door behind them. He pushed her against the wall, eager to fulfill their unspoken desires. Y/N couldn't believe that her night of liquid courage had paid off, but she knew that she wanted Lupin more than anything in the world at that moment.

As Lupin kissed her with all the passion he had been suppressing for so long, her heart raced with emotion. She wrapped her arms around Lupin's neck and let him take control of the situation. Lupin gently pulled her robes off as he kissed her neck and began to explore her body. Despite his initial reservations, he couldn't deny that he wanted to be with Y/N in this moment. He moved his lips down to her neck, kissing and sucking gently as he made his way down her body. She let out a soft moan of pleasure as Lupin's lips brushed against her sensitive skin.

He continued to explore her body with his mouth, devouring her sensitive skin with his kisses. As his hands groped her curves, Y/N felt her pleasure grow and she responded by running her hands through Lupin's hair, pulling him closer and pressing herself against him. Lupin was feeling more aroused than he had in years and he finally forgot about his worries and concerns. His focus was now completely on the woman in his arms and the joy she was bringing him in this moment.

Lupin and Y/N’s passion intensified as they kissed and groped each other, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Lupin knew that what he was doing was wrong, but he was beyond the point of worrying about rules or consequences. He wanted Y/N and he was going to have her no matter what. her moans of pleasure grew louder as Lupin increased the intensity of his kisses, running his hands over her body and squeezing her curves. Y/N was lost in a state of blissful pleasure that was overwhelming and she knew that she never wanted it to end

His hands moved down to Y/N's panties, pulling them off to reveal her wetness. He slid a finger inside her causing her to moan louder. Y/N reached down and unzipped Lupin's pants, freeing his hard member. She stroked him, making him groan in pleasure. Lupin positioned himself between her legs and entered her slowly at first, but then picking up speed. They moved together in perfect harmony, their passion intensifying with every thrust.

Lupin grabbed Y/N's hair and pulled it back, exposing her neck. He bit down on it leaving a mark. Y/N moaned in pleasure, the pain only adding to the pleasure Lupin's thrusts became rougher and more aggressive, making Y/N scream with pleasure. He spanked her ass, leaving it red and raw. They were both lost in a world of rough intense pleasure with nothing else mattering but the ecstasy they were feeling

Lupin continued to spank Y/N's ass, each hit sending waves of pleasure through her body. She begged for more, wanting to feel the pain and pleasure mix together. Lupin obliged, hitting her harder and harder until she was screaming in pleasure. He pulled out and flipped her over entering her from behind.

Lupin continued to thrust into Y/N, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She moaned and cried out calling him "daddy" in a moment of intense pleasure. Lupin's desire for her grew even stronger at the sound of the nickname, and he pounded into her harder and faster until they both reached the peak of ecstasy together.

He growled in pleasure as he continued to thrust into Y/N with rough, intense strokes "You like it rough, don't you, baby?" he asked his voice filled with desire. Y/N moaned in response, her body shaking with pleasure. "Yes, daddy," she replied, her voice filled with need. Lupin's thrusts became even rougher, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room

he whispered dirty words into her ear, telling her how much he wanted her and how he was going to make her come. Y/N's moans grew louder and more intense as he continued to pleasure her with his rough, skilled hands

Lupin continued to thrust into Y/N with rough, intense strokes until he finally reached his peak. Lupin's climax was intense, his body shaking with pleasure as he came inside her with a groan. They both collapsed onto the bed exhausted and satisfied with their experience. The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing.

Lupin pulled Y/N close to him and whispered in her ear, "That was amazing, baby" Y/N smiled up at him, feeling content and satisfied. "Yes, it was," she replied, her voice filled with pleasure. They both knew that what they had just experienced was something special, something that they would never forget.

#remus lupin #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #professor lupin x reader #mauraders #harry potter hc #harry potter #remus lupin headcanon #remus lupin smut #maurauders smut #professor x student #teacher x student #smut

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sunflowerabyss · 4 months

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R.J. Lupin Masterlist

Find all of my Remus Lupin works here!

Fluff: ❣ | Angst: 🌧

Series:

Charms of Fate—Completed ❣🌧

The Phoenix Rises ❣🌧

Drabbles/One-Shots:

Brewing Hearts ❣

Crescent Resurgence 🌧

Moonlight Understandings ❣

A Lesson in the Patronus Charm ❣

Order's Tension ❣

Dances in the Dark ❣

The Art of Understanding ❣🌧

Jealousy ❣🌧

Rainy Day Chess ❣

Stuck in Torment ❣🌧

Seas of Redemption ❣🌧

#remus lupin #remus x reader #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin x you #older!remus lupin #older!remus lupin x reader #professor!remus lupin x reader #professor!remus lupin #older!remus lupin x you #older!remus lupin x y/n

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atydblack · 2 months

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"hands"

professor remus lupin x reader

masterlist (requests are open!)

heres an older remus x reader fic! pls send in some requests like give me a character and a kink or an idea and ill try my best to write it <3 warnings: smut, age gap, professorxstudent (consenual) MDNI

Professor Lupin sat at his desk in his office as you approached him. Your cheeks were blushed red at the sight of him staring intently at your papers in his hands.

"Hi, Professor." You spoke quietly as you took a seat next to him. You had been failing miserably at his classes to the point he's had to give you extra tutoring... not that you could complain.

"Y/N." He gives you a small smile as he places your classwork on his desk. "I understand that you've been having some difficulties understanding the material in my class?"

You nod obediently, ignoring the burning sensation between your legs as you took in his every detail. You used to be top of the class at Defence Against The Dark Arts, alongside every other class. However, since he because your teacher... you could no longer focus on your classwork.

"I see," Remus' eyebrows furrowed as he sat back in his chair, manspreading. "Which chapters have caused you the most trouble?"

Your mind grew hazy as you basically drooled at the sight of him, wanting nothing more than to place yourself on his lap and let him fuck you senseless.

"I-" You stuttered, squeezing your thighs together to relieve some sort of tension. Remus noticed this, his eyes travelling down to your skirt and bare legs. "All of it."

"Even the basic chapters?" His face hardened as you nodded. "I've been looking through your papers from previous years, Y/N... it seems to be a recent issue."

Remus shifted slightly, leaning forwards in his seat. His eyes remained fixed on yours as your cheeks grew red.

"Can I ask you a question, Y/N?" Remus said softly, one hand resting on the arm of your chair making you almost whimper. You glanced at his hand for a moment, visualising all the things he could do with it. Your eyes return to his and you nod obediently.

"Is it really the course material that you're struggling with? Or are there other reasons for your poor performance?" His expression held a hint of curiosity.

"I-I guess I've been a little distracted." You almost mumble, feeling yourself get wet at having his undivided attention.

"Oh," His eyebrows raised curiosity flashing across his face for a second. He spoke almost innocently, his eyes scanning your body once more, taking in your appearance. "Distracted by what?"

"You, Professor." You whimper, feeling completely transfixed under his gaze.

Remus took a quick breath as his chest raised and lowered again.

"Me?" You could tell he was holding back a smirk as he continued to pry and his voice darkened. "What is it exactly that you find distracting about me?"

"Y-you've just been causing some... dark thoughts." You respond quietly.

"Dark thoughts?" He couldn't hold back his smirk anymore. Your breath caught in your through as his hand moved from the arm of your chair to your bare thigh. "Can you specify?"

"Y-your hands." You moan out, opening your legs ever so slightly absentmindedly. You looked down at his hands, they wrapped round your small legs perfectly.

"What about my hands?" As he spoke, his hands travelled inch by inch up your thigh.

"W-when I see them... all I can think about is having them round my throat." You whine, his eyes widening at your words.

"Your throat?" He questioned further, squeezing your thigh.

"And other places." Your eyes returned to his and you realised just how close he was to you.

"Other places?" Remus was now inches from your face.

"My wrists... my waist... my mouth..." You noticed his eyes darken as a subtle grin crept into his features.

"Is that it?" He spoke in a dark voice and you shook your head no obedienty.

"My pussy." You finally let out and in that second he snapped, his mouth attaching itself to yours desperately.

You moaned against his lips as his tongue quickly found yours. His harsh grip on your thigh was replaced with your throat and you felt your brain grow foggy at the lack of oxygen.

Your fantasy was coming true, all those lessons sat with a puddle between your legs imagining Remus fucking you dumb was about to happen.

"Bend over my desk." Remus instructed, breaking away from the kiss.

"Y-yes, Professor." You whimpered, bending over in front of him so your abdomen was placed against the oak and your ass was facing him.

All you could do is whimper as he lifts your skirt to reveal your panties soaked in your own pleasure.

"Fucking hell, kitten." He chuckles, bringing his fingers up to your clothed cunt and rubbing small circles. "Are you always this wet for me?"

You nodded submissively and let out a yelp as he smacked you harshly on your bare cheek.

"Words, kitten." Remus spoke agressively.

"Yes, Professor." You spoke quietly. "I-I'm always wet for you."

He pulled your panties down slowly and you heard his own buckle being undone.

"You didn't think I was gonna reward you, did you?" You can hear the smirk in his voice as he speaks. "Dumb kittens don't deserve rewards."

Remus aligned himself with your pussy, not bothering to touch you beforehand to ease you into it. He grabbed your hair and pulled you up slightly so he could whisper in your ear.

"You want this, kitten?" He whispered. "Tell me you want your Professors cock in your sweet little pussy."

"I want your cock, Professor." You cry, desperate for any kind of stimulation. "Please."

Without a second thought he pushed himself into you, giving you no time to ease into things before thrusting into you.

You tightened around him as he let out a low groan, his cock filled you perfectly.

"Fuck" He muttered, not used to how tight your pussy is. He let go of your hair and grabbed your throat.

"Look how pathetic you are for me, baby." He groaned, quickening his pace. "Open your mouth."

You comply and feel two of his fingers down your throat. You try your best not to cough and choke around them but fail miserable.

"Aw, baby can't you handle it? I thought this is what you wanted?" He speaks sarcastically as suddenly he removes himself from you. You whimper at the loss of contact but he quickly turns you around so you're on your back.

"I-I can handle it." You whine, your brain foggy as he looks at you with a dark grin.

He pushes his cock into you again, this time thrusting into you at a ridiculously slow rate.

"You want me to fuck you properly, huh?" His voice belittling as you nod desperately.

"Yes, Professor."

"Then promise me you'll get your grades up," He smirks. "I don't want a dumb kitten."

"I-I'm not dumb." You whine, raising your hips to his but he quickly forces you down with his big hands.

"Then promise me."

"I-I promise, Professor." You don't have the chance to think twice as he begins fucking you relentlessly.

His mouth finds your neck as he sucks harshly, leaving bite marks all over you. You quickly reach your high, clenching around him as he finishes too, his cum spreading inside your tight cunt.

Remus removes himself from you all too quickly, pulling his trousers back up and wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

You stand to your feet, your legs weak as his cum runs down your bare thighs.

"I'll see you in class, Y/N" He smirks, grabbing your underwear from the floor and putting it in his pocket. "Get your grades up and maybe I'll think about that reward."

#remus lupin smut #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin #remus x reader #prof!remus x reader #professor!remus #marauders x reader #marauders smut

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werewolfwhispersandwizardsshouts · 3 months

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Professor Mcgonagall was the biggest wolfstar shipper you'd ever seen. She'd give them detention, but she wouldn't turn up. So it's just the two of them.

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stormygrievances · 3 months

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Sirius: *wears a shirt that says ‘dudes like dick’*

McGonagall: Sirius, you can’t wear that.

Sirius: Why not? You told us to follow our dreams.

James: He’s got you there Minnie.

McGonagall: Ten points from Gryffindor. Go change, Mr. Black.

#james potter #sirius black #jegulus #wolfstar #marauders #minerva mcgonagall #professor mcgonagall #sirius being sirius #ao3 #fanfic #harry potter #fluff #remus lupin

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worldofwolfstar · 5 months

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McGonagall: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on in here?!

James: It's kind of complicated, but Sirius-

McGonagall: Got it. Forget I asked.

#wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #incorrect marauders quotes #harry potter #sirius black x remus lupin #sirius x remus #hogwarts #love #gay #james potter #lily evans x james potter #lily evans #jily #professor mcgonagall #minerva mcgonagall

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that-bitch-kat3 · 9 months

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remus defending himself to mcgonagall: i said no to drugs but they wouldn’t listen

#marauders #marauders era #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #the marauders #wolfstar #the marauders era #mwpp era #harry potter #professor mcgonagall

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lupinmoonlight · 7 months

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Sinful

Masterlist AO3

Summary - You experience your first orgasm dry humping your DADA professor on his desk. He, in turn, makes a mess all over you. (612 words)

Warnings - Teacher/student relationship, dry humping, innocence kink if you squint, age gap, my grammar (english is my second language), not proof read.

Notes - This is just smut without plot. I just felt like writing a short piece before bed! Good night ~

An innocent "Y/N, may I have a word?" after your DADA class had led to you now being pinned to Professor Lupin's desk, legs spread as he stood between them. You lifted your hips instinctively, your body reacting to his evident arousal. The warmth of your body through the thin fabric of your skirt was maddening to him. You could feel the hard ridge of his length pressing intently against his trouser.

You began moving against him tentatively, little uncertain sways of your hips that had him biting his lip to stifle a moan. He tried his best to stay still, to let you explore the new sensations, but every slight brush, every subtle grind was driving him closer and closer to the edge.

"That's it, Y/N", he murmured hoarsely, his voice dripping with lust.

Your breaths were fast, your cheeks flushed with arousal, and the little moan you let out went straight to his core. "Professor...I've never...I don't-" you tried to explain, but words failed you.

"It's okay," he reassured you, cupping your cheek with one hand while he anchored you to him with the other on your waist. "Let go for me. Feel it, love. Let me feel you."

The soft whimper that you released had him nearly undone. "Professor," you whispered, the overwhelming sensations crashing over you as your whole body tensed up against him.

"That's it, good girl," he whispered in praise against your neck.

The knowledge that he had been the cause of your pleasure, that he had brought you to that pinnacle of bliss for the first time, snapped the last threat of his restraint. "F-fuck", he growled, grinding himself against you with abandon, chasing that mind-numbing pleasure. "I'm close."

In the heat of the moment, his hands, shaky with need, slid beneath your skirt, fingers brushing over the fabric of your panties, feeling the warmth and dampness there. With a low growl, His hips began moving on their own accord, the desperate grind of his arousal evident in his every movement. The friction, the heat of your body, was intoxicating. "I'm so close...fuck, I'm going to come," he warned you, the words coming out ragged and breathless.

With a few hurried thrusts, the overwhelming sensation became too much. Fumbling with his trousers, he managed to unbutton them just in time, freeing himself from the restricting fabric, his fingers closing around his length. Lifting the hem of your skirt, his eyes darkened at the sight of your thighs and soaked panties.

As the impending rush of his climax approached, he aimed himself at you, giving himself a few hard, rough strokes. A string of curses fell from his lips, "Ah, fuck..." he moaned as thick ropes of warmth spilled onto the lace of your skin, hot and sticky. His hand continued to move, prolonging the sensation, making sure every drop, every spurt landed on you in a possessive display.

"Merlin," he panted, his forehead resting against yours, his breath hot against your lips. Taking a moment to recover, he looked down at the debauched scene. Your face was a picture of flushed innocence and surprise, your lips slightly parted as you too, tried to catch your breath. The remnants of his climax, still warm against your skin, was a foreign but not unwelcome sensation. The sight was sinful. Erotic. Wrong. Intoxicating.

With a hand still resting on your thigh, he leaned down, pressing a soft, almost reverent kiss to your lips. "We're a mess," you murmured, a small smile forming as you felt the warmth of his breath against your skin. "Apologies for that," he replied, although he didn't mean it.

#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #professor lupin #professor lupin x reader #remus lupin smut #smut #hp #hp fanfic

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