#dom!sirius

[regulus-blacks-lover]

98 with Sirius x Reader and maybe it leads to some smut?

98 we bump into each other in a place neither of us is really supposed to be

Warnings: filthy nasty smut. fingering and piv sex. sirius calls reader many things - princess and slut, mostly. dom!sirius kinda? implied cheating. some dark undertones if you squint? mostly just bc sirius is kindof a dick in this one.

1,786 words, not proofread lol

also i made the reader a ravenclaw in this, hopefully that's okay. also reader and regulus are dating in this scenario mkay

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Half an hour til midnight. Half an hour til Regulus's birthday. You'd gotten a new set of lingerie for the occasion and were getting ready to sneak out of the Ravenclaw common room to the Slytherin dormitory, all the way down in the dungeon level of the school. You knew you'd have plenty of privacy in Regulus's prefect room when you gave him his "gift".

Regulus had been distant and a little cold the past few weeks; you hoped a night spent together like this would smooth everything over between you two.

You looked at your lingerie-clad body in the mirror one last time before pulling your cloak over your shoulders, shivering slightly in anticipation.

Sneaking out of the Ravenclaw tower was easy enough. Known for being the house of responsible students, your section of the castle wasn't patrolled very often.

It wasn't until you reached the lower levels of the castle that you started to worry. With every sound you were sure you'd been caught. Finally, you reached the stairwell that would take you down to the Slytherin common room.

You reached the bottom of the steps without issue, and were just starting down the hall when someone whispered in your ear, "Well, well, well, what do we have here? A little raven out of her nest."

Your spine stiffened and your heart skipped a beat. You'd recognise that voice anywhere. Sirius Black. Internally, you cursed yourself for being so unaware he'd been creeping up behind you.

You whirled to face him. He was carrying that map, that damn map. Regulus had told you about it many times, but you'd never quite believed him.

"Hello, Y/N." He said quietly. His eyes glittered with mischief. "Coming to see my brother? Here to wish him a pleasant birthday? You really should be more careful. Lots of people out lurking the castle at night, and you're all too easy to sneak up on."

You scowled at him. "What do you want, Sirius?"

"I don't want anything. I'm here for the same reason you are, to wish my brother a happy birthday."

You eyed him with suspicion. You had no doubt in your mind that Sirius had been preparing to play some vicious prank on Regulus before you stumbled into his path.

Sirius's gaze fell to your cloak, his eyes lingering on the top button. Something in your stomach tightened. "You know what's funny? You don't seem to have a gift with you, Y/N." He pointed his wand at you; first at your throat and then he lowered it until the tip rested on the collar of your cloak. He hooked his wand underneath the fabric and pulled it to the side, revealing the top edge of the lace that hugged your body.

A hungry smirk fell across his face, but he withdrew his wand, allowing your cloak to fall back into place. "I suppose you're the present then, hm?"

"Fuck you." You snapped, temper rising along with your voice.

That was your mistake, allowing him to get under your skin. Both of your heads snapped up as the sound of hurried footsteps began to echo down the hallway.

Sirius glanced down at the map. You hadn't even blinked when he grabbed you by the arm and began pulling you along with him.

"What are you doing?!" You demanded, trying to free your arm from his grasp.

"It's Filch." He hissed back.

You fell silent. There was nowhere else to go, so you allowed Sirius to continue pulling you down the hall.

A moment later, he pulled a small door open and shoved you inside, hurrying in after you and closing the door with a silence that made you understand how he'd been able to sneak up on you earlier.

You panted, trying to catch your breath. The small storage closet Sirius had pushed you into was dimly lit. A little bit of light came in below the door, but most of the light came from within the closet. Perched on the shelves behind you was a collection of jars and vials containing a fiery glowing substance. Between the shelves and stored equipment, there was barely room for you and Sirius.

Outside, the sound of footsteps grew louder, until it stopped right outside the closet door. Sirius placed a large hand over your mouth, undoubtedly concerned your ragged breaths would give you both away. For some reason, you let him hold his hand there, pressed just hard enough to quiet your breathing.

After a long moment, the footsteps moved away, growing quieter until they faded entirely. Gingerly, Sirius removed his hand from your mouth. For a strange second, you missed the intent warmth of his hand on your face.

In all the commotion, your cloak had slipped off one shoulder, the top button falling open, baring half of your lace-clad chest. You watched Sirius as his gaze as it raked down your body, as if imagining the rest of what remained hidden.

You didn't know what made you do it, but you surged forward and kissed him. Just a peck of your lips on his, so fast he didn't even have time to react or return the gesture.

He looked at you, a rare expression of surprise on his face. Something about it made you feel momentarily triumphant.

But then the surprise was gone, replaced by raw, animal hunger. He spun you around, his movements faster than you could make sense of. One hand encircled your throat, urging your head back so it rested on his shoulder. His other hand trailed down the front of your cloak, deftly unbuttoning it until it fell to the floor.

"Look at you." He hissed in your ear, his hot breath fanning across the side of your neck. "All dressed up for my brother. Such a pretty little slut."

His fingers were raking down your body, stopping to circle your breasts, pinching at them over the thin fabric. You couldn't help the little whimper that fell from your lips.

"Shh. You'd better be fucking quiet now. I've worked so hard to keep us both out of trouble tonight, you know." His hand tightened ever so slightly around your throat, a silent promise. Instinctively, you pressed your body back against him, in an effort to lessen the pressure on your throat. He let out a quiet hiss as you felt how hard he was against your back.

His hand fell between your legs, stroking you over the fabric. "You've soaked through your pretty little lace panties, love." Sirius whispered.

A flush warmed your face, and you rocked your ass rhythmically against him in retaliation. A low groan escaped him, and you smirked to yourself.

He pushed the fabric of your panties to the side, circling your clit with his fingers. The pressure nearly made your knees buckle. Sirius let out a low chuckle, and without warning, he plunged two fingers deep into your pussy, immediately starting to pump them in and out at a merciless pace.

One of your hands shot out, looking for something to grasp onto. You found the closet wall, pressing your palm flat against the cool surface as Sirius continued to curl his fingers inside you.

Your other hand dropped to grip his wrist, though this did nothing to slow his movements. If anything, it urged him to move faster, pressing down on your clit with his thumb.

"You gonna come, angel?" He asked as you began to clench around him. "Gonna come on my fingers like the dirty little slut you are? That's right, come for me."

Your mouth fell open and he used the opportunity to move his hand from your neck, instead using it to grip your jaw as he plunged his thumb into your mouth. You closed your lips, sucking his finger gently as he swore under his breath. He pushed your jaw to the side, baring the side of your neck to him as he kissed and nipped at the sensitive skin there.

As you came down from your high, he pulled his fingers from your pussy and turned you back around so you were facing him. For a second, he just looked at you. His pupils were wide and the smell of sex hung in the air. And then he was kissing you, his hands trailing down your body. He hooked a thumb into the waistband of your underwear and pulled it down until it fell to the floor. His hands rested on your ass and you let him push you backwards until you were pressed against the wall of the closet.

He kicked his pants off and grabbed onto your thighs, hoisting you up so your legs were wrapped around his waist, your back pressed against the wall. It seemed effortless as he adjusted his grasp on your thighs, holding you up as he lined himself up with your entrance. You watched, mesmerized, as he pushed into you. When his hips were flush against yours, he began to trust against you.

"I can feel you clenching around me, princess." He said. "Are you enjoying this? Do you enjoy getting fucked in secret by your boyfriend's brother?"

You whimpered in response. His thrusts slowed. "Answer me." He said, his voice changing dramatically from the smirking tease it had been a moment before. "I asked if you like getting fucked by your boyfriend's brother like the dirty little slut you are."

"Yes." You said, voice coming out breathy. "Yes, I like it."

He snapped his hips brutally up into you. "That's better." He said, and resumed his fast pace.

As he continued to fuck you, Sirius buried his face in your shoulder, his breath coming out is sharp pants. Occasionally he would bite at your soft skin.

"I'm getting close, princess." He said. "I'm gonna come deep in your pretty pussy. Next time my brother fucks you, I want you to remember that I got to you first, yeah?"

"Uh-huh." You managed, so close yourself that you could barely form words.

"There's a good girl." Sirius said. "Can feel you getting tight around me. I– Oh fuck–" His sentence was cut short by his own low moan as he came. You could feel the warmth of his cum as his cock twitched.

He stood there like that for a moment, catching his breath. Before he set you down gently, his eyes found yours. He kissed you then, in a gesture that was almost sweet.

But when he pulled away, the glint had returned to his eye. "Next time you want to go for a nighttime romp, why don't you sneak on over to the Gryffindor common room? I promise I'll keep you entertained."

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[a-constant-gay-panic]

The broom closet

masterlist

pairing: dom!sirius black x sub!fem!reader 

warnings: smut, fingering, praise, kinda public sex (basically in the title)

summary: you and sirius can't wait any longer and decide to escape potions to have some… fun together. 

word count: 1.1k

a/n: based off this request. sorry it's a bit shorter but hope you enjoy it nonetheless anon <3 

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“sirius!” you whine, annoyance and need clouding your mind. sirius chuckles lightly, hand reaching to grasp yours under the table and rubbing soothing circles onto the back of it. 

“what's wrong love?” his voice is laced with false concern. you sigh, knowing damn well that he's enjoying your reactions. 

your hand slides up his arm, grasping his bicep, eyes silently pleading with him. “please sirius… need you now.” you sniff at the end. 

his hand wanders down to your upper thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. “we're in class, baby.” his voice drops slightly and you shift uncomfortably in your seat. 

“then let's leave!” you squeak out as his grip on your thigh tightens. your complaints die down quickly when you hear slughorn's voice calling your name. 

“miss y/l/n? is everythin' alright over there?” you try your best to give him a convincing smile but before you can reply, sirius speaks up for you. “actually professor, she's feelin' a bit under the weather. i think it was somethin' she ate at last night's dinner.” 

you glance at him from the corner of your eye. “well that's not very good now is it? do you think you need to go visit madam pomfrey?” his brows furrow, not exactly knowing how to handle a 'sick' student. 

sirius squeezes your thigh once again, signalling you to answer him. “yes please professor.” you nod slowly, trying to sell your sudden act. 

“mr black, would you mind escortin' ms y/l/n to the hospital wing?” sirius smiles widely at slughorn and nods before standing. you follow his lead, grab your books, and the two of you leave the classroom. 

once you've successfully escaped potions and are walking through the empty corridors of hogwarts, sirius' hand freely roams your lower back (and ass) as yours grasp at his robes. 

“shh darlin' jus' hold on.” he whispers. you sigh in frustration before yelping slightly when you feel the ground beneath you disappear as sirius swings you into his arms, leaving you no other option but to wrap your legs around his waist. 

“sirius!” you squeak, mainly in shock and embarrassment but even you can hear the arousal in your voice. he hums softly before crashing his lips onto yours. 

your hands make their way to his hair and gently tug, tongue entering his mouth as he gasps in pleasure. he sighs into the kiss and stops his hurried walking, pressing your back against the corridor wall as he continues to kiss you. 

you quickly pull away from him when you hear the booming of the clock tower. 

sirius growls in annoyance but soon drops you to the ground, grabbing your hand and dragging you through the corridors which are about to be crowded with your fellow students. 

“where are we goin'?” you ask as he rounds a corner. “somewhere private.” is all he grunts out before you're standing in front of a small door. 

‘a broom closet.’ 

he pulls you inside and you hear him mutter, “colloportus.” and the sound of the door locking reaches your ears. 

he turns around with a smirk and he's practically touching you already, the closet providing somewhat privacy but not much space. 

it's dark but light enough for you to make out his lust darkened eyes, messy and unruly hair. the way his chest heaves is a clear sign of his growing impatience  and the very prominent bulge in his pants is evidence of the arousal which courses through his veins. 

“y/n…” his voice is almost a growl as his hands find home on your hips and pull you closer, pressing himself against you. “sirius…” you whine in response. “what if someone finds us?” you whisper as his mouth trails down and along the column of your throat. 

“then let's make this quick, shall we?” you're about to ask exactly what he means but you're cut short as you feel his hands hike your skirt up, bunching it above your navel. you gasp as he pulls your panties to the side, cold air meeting your soaking core, sending a shiver throughout your body. 

“shh love, 's alright. gonna make you feel good, yeah?” he breathes into your ear, causing a moan to bubble to your lips. you quickly clamp your hand over your mouth, not wanting anyone to hear you. 

his cold fingers come into contact with your bundle of nerves and start to rub slow circles, making you squirm in his grasp. “please…” you mumble. he smirks down at you, voice becoming taunting, “please? please what darlin’?” your cheeks burn as embarrassment washes over you. yes you were needy but you didn’t want to admit it outright. 

you snap out of it when you feel his unoccupied hand grab your jaw, forcing your head up to look at him. “i asked you a question, honey. what ‘s it hmm? what ‘s it that you want?” you shudder slightly at his tone, causing his smirk to grow. 

you swallow your embarrassment and open your mouth to softly whisper, “wan’ your fingers…”  he smiles sweetly at you but you can tell there’s a hint of amusement under it. “good girl.” he praises and you sigh in relief when you feel him slowly ease a finger inside you.

he leans down to capture your lips with his in an attempt to swallow your moans as he pushes another finger in. your hands tangle in his hair as he quickens his pace, pulling away from your kiss to grunt out, “there you go. such a good fuckin' girl for me yeah?” 

you lean forward, burying your head into his chest as you feel the pressure building in your lower abdomen. “sirius… sirius please…” you mumble, words muffled by his shirt. 

“ 's ok, let go…” he whispers. you grab a fistful of his robes as you feel yourself slip over the edge, pleasure overwhelming all your senses. you bite your lip in your effort to not make a sound, eyes rolling slightly. 

“so pretty when you come f' me…” he says almost in a trance, only spurring you on even more. 

once you've come down from your high you feel sirius remove his fingers from your dripping hole and you practically moan at the sight of him putting them in his mouth, sucking them clean. 

he smiles and pulls your panties back into place, lowering your skirt and straightening your uniform out before doing the same for his. 

he's about to open the door but you grab his hand, stopping him. “what about you…?” you ask shyly, not wanting to leave him unsatisfied. he gently cups your face and places a kiss on your forehead, the gesture is sweet and loving but the words which leave his mouth are dirty… sinful. 

“well i'm not 'bout to fuck you inside a broom closet love, don't want anyone t' hear your pretty noises as i wreck you.” he whispers. 

you shiver at his words, anticipation flowing through your body. 

“let's go to my dorm, yeah?” 

‘fucking hell…’ 

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[beautifulbrainrot]

poly!marauders x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

they wanted to be the ones to ruin that.

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

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

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

a hand on your upper thigh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[moonstruckme]

i am so BUMMED when i realized ive read all of your polymarauders works. can i get more of them please? especially the one like the 'casual dominance' fic omgg. that one made me feel THINGS. btw!!! congrats on reaching the 1k mark. totally deserved <33

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Wow babe, that's a lot! I'm really glad you're enjoying them! I know I've written a few since you sent this in, but I decided to treat this as a request for specifically casual dom!marauders because I'm weak for them too :*

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.1k words

Your teeth chatter as you step out of the fastest shower of your life, barely drying yourself off before starting on your makeup. You’re so dumb. You’re so, so dumb. Of course it’d be the night before your presentation that you’d accidentally set your alarm for PM instead of AM. How many times had you stirred, thought about getting up, and decided to wait until your alarm went off? It had only been when you’d woken to an empty bed, sunlight coming in through the window, that you’d realized. 

You’re still running on the adrenaline of that waking jolt, now mixed with the extra edginess from your frigid shower since you couldn’t afford to wait for the water to warm. You probably won’t be late, but you’re definitely going to be late by pre-presentation standards. You’d planned to get there a half hour in advance to set up and mentally prepare. Now you’re going to have ten minutes at best, and that’s only if you can get out the door in the next few. You finish with your makeup—your hair’s just going to have to dry on the way—and turn to where you’d hung your pre-selected and Sirius-vetted presentation outfit the night before. The hangers sit empty. 

You go into the bedroom, hoping one of the boys had laid them out on the bed while you’d been in the shower. Nothing. Just your socks and shoes where you’d left them by the bedroom door. 

“Shit,” you mutter to yourself, pulling the socks on because you can do that, at least. “Shit shit shit!” 

You take off down the stairs, relieved to see Sirius on his way up. “Hey! Do you know where—” your foot hits too close to the edge of one step, slipping down to the next. It seems inclined to keep going, but Sirius’ hands catch you around the waist. 

“Jesus, baby.” He looks down at your feet as you get them under you again, eyebrows drawn together. “Running down the stairs is already a punishable offense, but with socks on?” 

“Do you know where my presentation outfit went?” you ask in a rush. 

Sirius blinks. “No. It’s not where you left it?” You shake your head and decide this conversation is no longer a productive use of your time, moving past him. “Don’t run,” he says after you, and you slow to a slight hustle down the remaining steps. 

You practically skid into the kitchen, where Remus is just about to sit down at the table with his cup of coffee and James is running the blender. You raise your voice to be heard over it. “Do either of you know where my presentation outfit went?” 

James stops the blender. “Morning to you too, sweetheart. Everything okay?” 

You feel like you could burst into tears, but that would just waste more time. Why is no one cooperating with your need for efficiency?

“I’m going to be late!” you stress to James, turning around to survey the kitchen, the living room, like they’ll just be hanging in some random corner where you somehow forgot them. “I need my clothes, have you seen them?”

“Dove.” Remus takes you by the shoulders. “Breathe. You’ve got time.” 

You exhale, trying not to twitch as your skin crawls with urgency, or to lecture him on how little time you actually have. Remus watches you patiently. His hands slide up to either side of your face once you no longer seem like a flight risk, thumb stroking your cheek. 

“Your outfit’s in the dryer,” he says in a soothing voice, still holding you as if to keep you from running off. “I was warming it up while you were in the shower.” 

Your next inhale scrapes on the way in, a grateful pressure building behind your eyes. “Rem, that’s so sweet,” you say. “Thank you.” 

Remus gives you a smile and a little shrug, more casual than the faint pinkness of his cheeks would suggest. He lets his hands skim back down your neck, giving your upper arms a light squeeze. “Why don’t you let it finish running while you have your breakfast, yeah? That way there’s no risk of spilling on it.” 

You shake your head, aware this won’t go over well but too anxious to worry much about it. “I don’t have time for breakfast,” you tell him. “I need to catch the bus in, like—” Your eyes search for a moment before landing on the microwave clock. “—five minutes.” 

“I’ll drive you,” Sirius says, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt as he comes back downstairs.

You glance at the microwave clock again in case you read it wrong the first time. “You can’t,” you say. “You’ll be late.” 

Sirius shrugs. “I don’t have a presentation. They’ll deal with it.” 

You look to Remus, expecting him to object to Sirius’ proposed tardiness, but he only nods, sitting down with his coffee. 

“Are…are you sure?” you ask Sirius, trying to adjust to the sudden non-urgency of your situation. 

“It’s no problem,” he promises you. “Stop looking so upset, honey, just eat your breakfast.” 

“Drink your breakfast, is more like it,” James says proudly, coming in from the kitchen to pass you a glass of whatever he’d been concocting in the blender. It’s a murky brown-green, and you try not to wrinkle your nose for James’ sake. 

“Thanks.” You take it from him tentatively. “It’s…it’s a smoothie?” 

James laughs at your expression, and you think you hear Remus snort into his coffee. “Yes, it’s a smoothie. The color’s because of the chocolate protein powder and the spinach, but it’s got fruit, too, don’t worry.” 

You swirl the glass a bit, assessing the color. “Why so much spinach?”

James sets a hand on your shoulder, encouraging you into your chair as he joins the three of you at the table with a smoothie of his own. “Iron, sweetheart.” He casts a pointed glance at your legs, spotted here and there with purple-and-yellow blotches of skin. “Seems like need it. You’re bruising like a peach lately.” 

Remus hums in agreement as you take a tentative sip of the smoothie. It’s not bad, though you can feel little bits of spinach sticking to your teeth. You make a mental note to have Sirius check your smile before you get out of the car later.

“And I saw that look in your eyes when you stood up too quick from the couch yesterday,” Remus says, quirking an eyebrow when you look at him in surprise. “You’re not as subtle as you think, dove.” 

You bring the glass to your lips again to avoid making a response. Sirius laughs, and when you smile sheepishly, his grin turns goofy. “Hold it there,” he says, taking your jaw in hand. You keep your smile in place as his eyes narrow. “Front tooth on the left. My left.” You lick at the piece of spinach, and he nods, dropping his hand. 

“Knew I could count on you,” you tell him. “Thanks, Siri.” 

Sirius pecks you on the cheek. “S’what I’m here for, gorgeous.”

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[remuslupinslittleslut]

No, like this

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And then… nothing.

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

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

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

Tagged: @remussbitch

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[ghoulie-67-baby]

In too deep- Wizarding world.

Summary: It’s the end of a pretty rough session and you’re stuck in subspace, the boys decide enough is enough and pull you back.

Warnings: Sub!reader, Doms!Sirius, Remus and James, crude language, smut, degradation (minor), praise, thumb sucking, sub space, Crying, use of 'Daddy', cum play (if you squint).

Pairing: Poly!Marauders x fem!reader.

Word count: 1,252.

"Good girl." Remmy swept my hair back from my face as I came down from my 4th high of the day, James' thrusting coming to a stop as he emptied his load inside me, making me whine at the feeling of all three loads of cum mixed and sliding out of me. "That's it Bunny, y'did so well for us." I glanced up at him with a small smile, lips parted as I panted. Another broken moan was forced from me as James pulled out of me, my body extremely sensitive from the three of them sharing me.

"Look Pads, she's clenching around air." James grinned as he sat between my legs, face level with my pussy. "The little cock slut." Sirius shifted across the bed to join him, chuckling at the sight as their cum began to slip out of me towards the sheets below us. "Poor dumb Bunny, all fucked out," I whined, bottom lip trembling as I clutched at Remus, pulling him down to kiss me. He was gentle with me as he kissed back, rubbing small circles onto my stomach as the two continued to stare, transfixed at the sight. I huffed out a sigh at how soft he was being and forced my lips against his a little harder to try and get him to do the same. It didn't work and he pulled away as I whined, desperately wanting to give them more.

"I love how she twitches when she's all cockdrunk and making no sense," Sirius all but growled out, thumb moving to push the cum back into me. I gasped, back arching as my eyes fluttered shut with a shattered moan. "Poor baby." He kissed my thigh gently before moving to the head of the bed and pressed a kiss to the corner of my mouth as I stared at him with bleary eyes. "You're so out of it, spacing away, can see it in your eyes Poppet."

"Think that's enough for today Bunny," Remus commented, snapping James out of his trance as he pushed my legs together. "Let's get all clean," I whined in protest, letting my legs fall back open as my head lolled to one side to watch Sirius. His gaze was soft as he sighed, hands reaching out to take one of my own.

"C'mon Poppet, time to come back to us." He muttered against my cheek as he tried to coax me out of my headspace. I shook my head lazily, wanting to give them more. "Yes Bunny, enough for now."

"Don't wanna Daddy, Want more." I whimpered, "I can make y'feel good, m'gonna be good for my daddies." I snaked my hand to take hold of his semi-hard cock, running my hand up and down. I smiled in exhausted delight at the hiss he made from the sensitivity, biting back his moans. Tears filled my eyes as he pulled my hand away from him even though he was almost fully hard. He didn't want me. I turned to look at James who looked down at me sympathetically, shaking his head when I opened my mouth for him to use. The tears flooded over onto my cheeks so quickly and the boys looked heartbroken as I whimpered, trying to hold back a sob. I wasn't entirely sure why I was crying, what the feeling I had was or why they didn't seem to want me but I knew it was agony.

"Daddies don't want me anymore?" I cried, "Have I been a bad girl?" They scrambled to correct me, each blurting out that I'd been perfect for them.

"Bunny, of course, we still want you. We always want you, you've just had enough for today, you're a bit too fuzzy now." James cooed, thumb rubbing over my cheek, wiping tears away though more fell in their place. "You're always our good girl, we just need to take care of you now."

"It's not Daddy anymore either Bunny," Remus added, pulling me up the bed so he was lying against the headboard with my back against his chest. "It's Remmy, Jamesie and Siri 'member." He began to pepper soft kisses against my collarbone as Sirius disappeared to the bathroom making me whine loudly, tears springing up again.

"But Daddy can use my mouth and throat again, make him feel good." I nodded, holding my mouth open and sticking out my tongue.

"Daddy has had enough for today too, Do you need something to suck on?" I gazed up at Remmy and nodded quickly, mouth still open. Just then, Sirius returned from the bathroom with a damp cloth in his hand and a fresh pair of boxers on. "Okay Bunny, we'll clean you up and then I'll give you something." Although I was disappointed I couldn't have his cock now, I waited patiently. Wincing as James held my legs open for Sirius to clean my sore, used pussy. I cried at the oversensitivity as the cloth ran over my clit, wiping away all their cum and my own, James managing to keep my legs open though they twitched and fought against his grip.

Once he was done, I twisted my head up to look at Moony again, opening my mouth and trying to get out of his grip and slide down to get to his cock. I pouted, confused, when he didn't loosen up his grip but instead held his thumb to my lips and pressed into my mouth.

"There you go Bunny, suck on Remmy's thumb and come back to us." I looked at Jamsie and nodded, eyes feeling heavy as I started to suck at Remmy's thumb whilst his other hand rubbed my ribs gently. Siri and James worked together to slide me into a pair of underwear before pulling a blanket from another bed to drape over me. Though my head was still fuzzy, I was slowly beginning to come to, exhausted from the events.

"Hey Poppet, how you feeling?" Pads whispered, sitting by my thighs as his thumb rubbed over my skin.

"M'feeling a little better now," I mumbled, fighting to stay awake. "Jus' tired Siri." The boy in question smiled at me as I used his name, noticing I was drifting back, slowly.

"Atta girl Bunny, when you're a bit more back you need to have some water before you sleep okay?" Remmy spoke, chest rumbling under my chest which soothed me.

"Jamesie, can I have your jumper please?" I held back a shiver as he scrambled off the bed, rifling in his trunk to find his quidditch jumper before bringing it over, and helping me slip it on. "Thank you." I kissed his cheek gently before laying back down with a yawn. I hummed, rubbing my eyes with closed fists as exhaustion set in quicker than expected.

"Here Bun, let's drink first, don't want you t'get ill do we?" With half-open eyes, I pulled the straw into my mouth and sipped at the cold water slowly so I didn't upset my stomach before pulling away. After putting it down, the other two boys, came to join us on the bed, one on either side of Remus and me as I twisted in his grip to lay face down on his chest and get comfortable. As I drifted out of it, the three pressed a kiss to my head and wrapped the blanket around us before I dozed off entirely, cocooned in the scent of the three of them and a warm feeling in my chest.

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[nrvscig]

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

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

[yoongis-black-grilfriend]

Seriously

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[sommerregenjuniluft]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Regulus halts.

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

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

“James, baby, what are you wearing?”

Oh, Regulus’ mouth is so, so dry.

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

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

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

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

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

“How long until Harry arrives?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

James moans in response, nodding his head frantically.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And so he does.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[beautifulbrainrot]

Could you maybe write some corruption with innocent!reader and poly!marauders perhaps with some spicy polaroids involved? 😋

It’s okay if not, lovely!!

- 🪬 anon

“look at me, sweetheart.” remus’ low voice rang out into the quiet room. you looked up at him, and he snapped a picture on his polaroid camera.

the photo quickly developed, and remus smiled as your confused doe eyes, long eyelashes and pouty lips appeared.

“why’d you take a picture of me?” you asked, your voice sweet and curious.

“y’just looked so pretty, dove.” remus mused, placing the polaroid down on the coffee table.

“really?” you smiled, the expression so gentle on your innocent face.

“really, baby. fuckin’ gorgeous.” sirius spoke up, walking towards you, cupping your chin in his hand. your cheeks heated as you looked up at him, and he grinned wolfishly.

“such a pretty girl, aren’t you?” james smiled, coming up behind you, placing his hand on the small of your back. you blushed even more now that you were surrounded by them, and you began to feel a pulsing sensation in your core. you often felt this when you were around them, but you never spoke up about it, confused what it was.

a sly smile grew on remus’ face as he watched the three of you with his polaroid camera in hand.

“why don’t we go to the bedroom and take a couple more photos? you could even pose for us a bit, dove.”

the three boys shared a grin that you didn’t quite understand, before you were being led to the bedroom.

“sit on the bed for us baby.. yeah, like that, on your knees, perfect.” sirius breathed, watching as you sat on the bed, tucking your sock clad feet under your bum so you were sitting up a bit.

“what should i do?” you asked, biting your lip a bit as you sat there before them.

“just look up at the camera love.”

you obeyed, looking up at the camera remus held. it flashed as he snapped another picture of you. the boys didn’t wait for it to develop this time, instead placing it down and moving closer to you.

james placed his index and middle finger on your plush bottom lip, and on instinct your mouth dropped open, letting him place the digits on your tongue.

remus took picture of the scene, grinning at the sight of your dopey eyes and how you gladly accepted james’ fingers without being asked.

“such a good girl.” sirius cooed, coming up onto the bed behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he kissed your neck. his hands lingered just under your cami, thumbs rubbing into the soft skin of your waist. you shivered at the sensation, looking up at james as he removed his fingers from your mouth.

without warning, sirius pulled up your lacy cami, flashing your bare tits to the boys and remus quickly snapped a picture.

you gasped, blushing brightly, pulling your top down.

“siri!” you scolded, pouting at him. he only laughed, nuzzling into your neck again.

“sorry baby, y’just look so pretty… such nice fuckin’ tits.” sirius practically groaned, grasping your breasts over your top, massaging them gently.

“he’s right. they’re perfect. just like the rest of you.” remus grinned, him and james looking at the developing polaroid of your bare tits, cocks hardening in their trousers.

#poly!marauders #poly marauders #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #sirius black #sirius black x reader #james potter x reader #james potter #dom james potter #dom!james potter #dom remus lupin #dom!remus lupin #dom sirius black #dom!sirius black #🪬 anon #🪬

[3d-wifey]

i would love to see some not sub reader! (in the context of marauders) i <3 subby ass males

YASSSSSSSSS

Omfg I feel so seen!!! Like when I say all there is is sub!reader, I mean hard sub-shit. Like "controlling what you can do and say in and out of the bedroom" and it's genuinely so unimmersive. I mean, when it's with Marlene, Lily, Beatrix, Narcissa, etc, it's like chill. But something about the boys is making me look at my phone like

#Maybe i just hate the idea of being so subservient to a MAN #But even then the kind of sub!reader ppl write for the Marauders is like hyper subspace baby talk daddy kink #I cant explain it anymore either you get it or you dont 🤷🏾‍♀️ #iygiygi #3d wifey talks #3d wifey answers #marauders x reader #marauders #marauders smut #james x reader #james potter x reader #james potter #sirius black x reader #sirius x reader #sirius black #remus lupin x reader #remus x reader #remus lupin #harry potter #dom!reader #Sub!marauders #sub!james potter #sub!remus lupin #sub!sirius black

[moonstruckme]

you’re carrying the poly!marauders girlies out here on tumbler rn with all of these writings of yours! could i request some aftercare with the marauders where they’re rly sweet and gentle with a tired reader plz? if not i get it i love your fics <3

Haha thanks lovely! I wouldn't even know about the concept of poly!marauders if not for all the spectacular fics I've read on here, so happy to further the cause. And of course you can! :)

cw: an itty bitty portion of this is smutty and there's definitely plenty implied, so mdni (?) just to be safe

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 863 words

You collapse onto James’ chest, your skin hot and sweaty where it meets his. The only sound in the room is panting, Sirius and Remus having finished just a minute before the two of you. 

“Let’s just go to sleep here,” you mumble into James’ neck, at the peak of contentment with his dick softening inside you and his hand coming up to cup the back of your head. His chuckle rumbles through you as he kisses your cheek, your shoulder. You don’t think you’ve ever been so tired. 

“Wish we could, but I don’t think that’s gonna work, m’love,” he murmurs in reply, and sure enough, you hear the shifting of sheets as Sirius and Remus recover. 

You let your eyes slip shut anyways, hoping to get whatever rest you can and maybe a little in denial. You’re barely conscious of the quiet footfalls of your boyfriends as they approach, but you notice when a cool hand moves the sweat-damp hair from your face. 

“Tired, love?” Comes Remus’ gentlest tone. 

“Mhm.” 

“Aw, Prongs, you’ve really tuckered our poor angel out.” Sirius’ voice is teasing, and you feel James shift as he leans up for a kiss. Normally you’d be envious and raise your head for a kiss of your own, but you can’t muster the energy. “C’mon, sweetheart, let’s go get cleaned up.” 

You sigh, and it sounds as whiny and exhausted as you feel. You’ll worry about your dignity tomorrow. “You go. M’gonna sleep here.” 

There’s a beat of silence, and you can practically feel Sirius’ sympathetic pout, probably making his case to Remus on your behalf. Then there are hands on your hips, and James’ cock slips out of you as you’re lifted off the bed. 

“You don’t want to sleep in all that, honey,” Remus says, setting you on your feet. Your legs tremble underneath you, thoroughly worn out after the ride you’ve had on James just a minute before. “It won’t take long, and then we can all go to bed after.” 

Sirius has disappeared into the bathroom, and James gets out of bed once he spots the tremor in your knees. “I got you, angel,” he says chivalrously, taking a good portion of your weight with an arm under your shoulders. “Seems like the least I can do.” He winks. The two of you follow Remus into the bathroom, and you’re reminded of how grateful you are that James comes from money, because he’s the only one with a shower big enough to fit all of you. 

SIrius is already inside and James passes you off to him, going to fetch towels. The hot water doesn’t lessen your drowsiness, and Sirius has to brace himself against the wall as you melt against him. “Easy, sweetheart,” he laughs. “We’re not all athletes made of pure muscle.” 

“Sorry,” you say sheepishly, moving to lean on the wall beside him. 

“Our good girl,” he coos, gripping you with a hand around your waist to ensure you don’t slip. Remus and James are lathering themselves in soap beside you, the steamy air filling with the scent of lavender and eucalyptus. “Riding cowgirl isn’t so easy, hm?”

“I don’t think my legs will ever recover.” 

Sirius’ grin is wolfish. “I’ll massage them for you, baby.” 

James snorts, and you roll your droopy eyes. “Thanks.” 

Remus has finished rinsing off, and his skin slides against yours as he wraps his arm around your back. “Pads, love, wash off. I’ve got her.” 

Sirius slips free of you, joining James under the stream of hot water. Remus lathers some soap in his hands and grabs a washcloth, gentle but thorough as he removes the sweat and slick from your breasts, your stomach, your thighs. You whimper softly as the cloth brushes your cunt, and Remus’ grip tightens slightly around your waist. 

“I know, love,” he murmurs. “You’re alright. Not too sore, are you?”

“No, just sensitive.”

He hums, thumb stroking comfortingly on your back. 

Remus is right; it’s only a few minutes before you’re all emerging from the shower smelling far nicer and feeling far less sticky than when you went in. You miss the hot water for only a moment before James is wrapping you in a towel, a matching one slung around his waist. Remus slips out of the bathroom to change the bedsheets while you stay in the steam with James and Sirius, both boys letting you brush their hair out for them before Sirius does yours, working the tangles free with a gentle hand. When Remus tells you all the bed is ready, you’re eager to slip on one of James’ t-shirts and into the soft sheets, your eyes closing before your head hits the pillow. Sirius rubs up and down your back as he settles in behind you, and it’s all you can do to hum lazily in thanks. 

Even he seems too tired to make fun of your lethargy, and the room is silent but for the sounds of quiet breathing once again. 

“I love you all,” you murmur into the darkness, and you fall asleep before you can hear anything else, but you know they say it back.

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[remusslove]

hiiii!! can you pretty please do a sub!reader that gets overstimulated by remus, james and sirius? basically poly!marauders and she ends up crying from cumming to hard. theyre all soft doms as well?? 🫶🏽🫶🏽

You let out a mewl of overstimulation as James softly wiped the leftover cum off your puffy clit. “That was a lot wasn’t it bunny?” Remus cooed rubbing your tummy trying to calm your sniffles.

Sirius was in the bathroom preparing a bubble bath for you so your muscles would feel relaxed once again. James carried you into the bathroom like you we weighed the same as a cat.

Once Sirius got you all cleaned up he carried you onto the bed and left it up to remus to dress you in your silkiest pajamas. “Thank you daddy” you said softly. “It’s remmy now kay baby?” You nodded at his question making him smile and kiss you on the forehead.

Once you were all lathered in lotion you were brought to James, who was currently watching a film. They all gathered around you wanting to be closest to you.

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

[remuslupinslittleslut]

Teach us - Part two

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

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

Masterlist.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tagged for pt two:

@missakward123 @remusremorse @arwensloanebarnes

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

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