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kitty-tea · 3 months

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Teaching the teacher a lesson

Remus Lupin x teacher!reader

Sorry I couldn’t come up with a better title. Also there’s straight up BDSM in this, so don’t read if you’re a minor I guess.

Summary: you get a job as a teacher where you see your old teacher crush, Remus Lupin, and you couldn’t be any happier. He, however notices how much you’ve changed.

Warnings: smut, 18+ only, nsfw, age gap, awkward sexual tension, mutual pining, teacher crush, dacryphilia kink, bdsm elements, dom/sub, teasing

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The first day of school was just so (not) wonderful for Remus Lupin. He’d give anything to be able to shut himself in his classroom and not have to supervise the cafeteria during lunch.

He awkwardly shifted his weight on both legs as he scanned the room to make sure none of the students misbehaved. Instead of misbehaving students, his eyes landed on you next to a table nearby, having a conversation with the younger kids. You were kneeling down to their level, probably oblivious to how your ass was sticking out in that tight pencil skirt.

Stop it! She’s your former student! He told himself that even though you were an adult, it was still inappropriate for him to have these thoughts about you, but another part of him wouldn’t listen.

Before he transferred to working with the primary school kids, the last time he’d seen you was the year you graduated before going to university.

From what he could remember about you, you were kind of a brat. More than any student, he’d constantly go on about rules you broke whether it was sitting on top of desks (or his desk specifically,) not wearing your uniform properly, not calling him by his last name, and you even threw paper planes at him!

Remus didn’t fail to notice how much you changed after all those years. He couldn’t believe he recognized you. He could see the makeup you wore enhancing your features, and those glasses you liked to ditch were now complimenting your face shape. Instead of your long hair messily hanging past your shoulders, you had it up in a neat high bun, making you look like a sophisticated young woman. He also noticed under your skirt and blouse that you put on a little weight, filling out some curves on your body.

He hoped you did not just catch him involuntarily looking at you as you smiled and waved at him.

“Hi Remus.” Your heels clicked behind you on the polished floor as you walked over to where he was. He cringed at the sound of your voice using his first name. Oh great. You never used to smile at him unless you were in on a prank.

“I didn’t know you taught at this school.” You were standing so close to him that he was able to hear you clearly over the noise of students chattering.

“I transferred after you graduated.” He stated, not returning your smile. He turned towards the students, so that he wouldn’t have to face you.

“What year do you teach?” You asked.

“I teach the youngest students.” He answered. He hoped you’d go away soon so that he could go back to moping in his own thoughts.

“So do I!” You replied a little too happily for his liking. He grimaced at the feeling in his stomach as his eyes met yours. He did not want to think about how they went to your lips which now had lip balm on them instead of them being chapped, along with the perfume you started wearing.

He also wished that what he suspected wasn’t true, that you weren’t supervising lunchtime with him. “What are you doing here?” He asked just to confirm it.

“I’m on lunch duty with you. I feel so much more at ease knowing that I’m coworkers with my old teacher.” You said.

His heart dropped out of his chest.

For the rest of lunch, he spent his time standing in the corner staring off or staying close to the kids, so that it looked like he was busy talking to them and not trying to ignore you (he was.)

Your heart on the other hand, leapt out of your chest as your eyes landed on Mr. Lupin, or Remus as you started calling him. You had the biggest crush on him for years ever since he became your teacher. It’s not like you tried denying your inappropriate attraction towards him by acting out and misbehaving when he was around you in what you now realized was an immature way to get his attention.

You knew you’d gone too far with your antics, so you thought you could redeem yourself in his eyes by starting to act cordial with him on your first day teaching.

You understood that your crush on your former teacher turned coworker definitely didn’t go away as you felt a dull ache and a warm spot forming in your panties.

You were an adult now, it wasn’t technically illegal to flirt with older men, but it was obviously unprofessional for you to flirt with another teacher that used to teach you, and one who was much older than you.

You had known Remus for years. You weren’t clueless. You saw the way his eyes struggled to keep themselves from wandering all over your body. After years of crushing on him, it was exciting for you to see him try to hide his growing attraction towards you as an adult.

After saying goodbye to your students for the day, you went over what you’d say to Remus in your head. You wanted to sincerely apologize to him for all that you put him through in addition to proposing a new start with him, this time as coworkers not student and teacher.

It wasn’t hard for you to find his classroom since it was next to yours and it had “Mr. Lupin Room 3C” written on a card taped to the door.

It didn’t take long for a gruff voice to reply with “come in” muffled by the wood after you knocked on it.

As you opened the door, the familiar feelings of your literal school-girl crush fluttered in your chest.

“What are you doing here?” He didn’t sound angry, just tired.

“I-” your words got stuck in your throat as he looked up from where he sat hunched down behind his desk. He certainly looked older than the last time you saw him before finishing school, but he was no less handsome in your eyes in that brown suit he used to wear when you were his student. Suddenly, you felt like the same immature student again, being asked to explain yourself as you nervously played with the hem of your sleeves.

“I just wanted to say hello.” You tried speaking again.

“You already have. During lunchtime.” You saw him grinding his jaw as his eyes raked over your body. He cleared his throat before standing up to grab his satchel and walk to the door, where you happened to be.

“Okay, I just wanted to say I’m sorry, then.” Your breath hitched in your throat as you realized how close he was standing in front of you. It seemed that you weren’t the only one either. He brushed his fingers through his brown hair, making you wish you could brush your fingers through them instead.

“For what?” He asked bemusedly.

“For being so annoying and giving you a hard time in school. I thought maybe we could start over?” You said hurriedly, blushing and looking at your high heels which were almost touching his loafers.

You bit your lip as you gazed into his eyes, hopeful he’d take up in your proposal. He looked down at your hand which you extended, as if considering the possibility.

“Nice try.” Your mouth hung open at his blank words and you didn’t know what to say.

“Excuse me?” Your hopes for starting a professional and cordial relationship with him were now ruined.

“Apologies are more than just words. You of all people should know that since I was the one who taught you that. Goodbye.” You gave him the same dirty look you used to give him as he turned his back towards you, leaving you alone in his classroom.

That was the first of your interactions with him in that school year. Being two teachers who taught students of the same year, you were often assigned together for most school related activities like yard duty, supervising lunch, and the field trips… you couldn’t stop the dull aching heat between your thighs as you both would have to sit on the same bench on the bus rides.

It was even worse when you were fidgeting in your seat one time, when all the sudden, the bus ran over a huge bump causing you to tumble on top of Remus with his knee under your skirt, between your legs. You had grasped onto his shoulders for stability and he had grabbed your waist when his eyes had widened as he realized where his knee had touched you. You were too frozen to where you couldn’t stop staring at his lips that were close enough to yours that if you leaned in a millimeter more, you’d kiss him.

“Sorry.” You let out an exhale which was interrupted as you realized how good your pussy felt when you rubbed it against his thigh in an attempt to get off of him.

You were thankful that your students were young and innocent enough not to suspect anything, not to jump to conclusions if they saw you in your compromising position.

For the rest of the bus ride, you tried not to think about how your new coworker had accidentally turned you on.

It wasn’t like Remus would ever try to deny your flirting. You knew this because he never actively pushed you away. Every time you’d pass by him, you’d give his shoulder or arm a little brush where you’d catch his hungry gaze on you.

You were alone in the teachers’ lounge, the rest of the staff having gone home already.

Even in heels, you still weren’t tall enough to reach for the folders that were on the top shelf, so you did what anybody would do and positioned yourself on the table so that your knees would hold your weight up.

A shiver went up your spine as you felt a presence behind you.

“Need help?” Remus’ husky voice made its way to your ear.

You were glad your back was turned to him so that he couldn’t see how red your cheeks had gotten. You were also glad that he didn’t wait for you to answer him as he reached above your head, making his weight shift onto your ass where you could’ve sworn you felt a bulge.

“That wasn’t so bad was it?” You could’ve sworn he was smirking behind you as he set the empty folders next to you.

You turned around, hoping that he’d backed up to give you enough space to get off, but what you didn’t expect was for his hands to be on your waist, blocking you.

“What do you say?” He raised his eyebrows at you.

“Thank you.” You put your hand on his shoulder to use as leverage to get yourself down from the table.

“Wow. Seems you aren’t such a brat anymore.” He laughed.

“What does that supposed to mean?” You thought you had grown past your immature teenage self, but apparently you had let Remus get under your skin with his backhanded compliment.

“There she is.” He scoffed. “With that same fucking attitude that did no good. You’re not so high and mighty now just because you’re a teacher.”

You didn’t know if your face was red from anger, embarrassment, or something else.

“Don’t act like I haven’t been nice to you.” You countered back heatedly.

“Too nice.” His voice had gotten lower.

“Anyways,” you tried to ignore the tingling feeling in your stomach that erupted as you saw him gazing at your lips with the lack of distance between you. “I actually tried showing you how much I changed.”

He scoffed again.

“By being nice? You know flirting won’t get you anywhere.”

You realized he just admitted to you straight up that he caught onto your flirting.

“Don’t act as if you haven’t changed the way you used to look at me. I saw you checking me out on the first day of school.” This was your way of probing at him.

“What?! I-”

“It’s okay to stare. I know because I used to do it to you… Not that I stopped.” You purred, running your fingers lightly along his firm chest.

Remus grunted at the pleasurable sensation. You were driving him crazy, and not like how you used to when you were his student. Speaking of which, he kept reminding himself that what he was letting you do to him was unprofessional and inappropriate, but on the other hand, he didn’t want to stop you.

“I’ve always wondered what it’d be like to fuck the hot teacher.” Your lips were so almost touching his earlobe.

“Stop it.” He grabbed your wrists.

“Or else what? How are you gonna punish me?” You licked your lips. “Except you can’t. Because I’m the teacher.”

He realized you had a point as he let go of your wrists.

“How about this? It’s getting late, so I’ll order some food for us.” You suggested. Please say yes. You wished Remus could read your mind.

“You don’t have to do that for me.” He waved you off as he moved to grab his cardigan off the chair.

“Please. It’s the least I could do for you.” Remus felt a sliver of guilt at rejecting your proposal as you looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. “And… I want to.”

After Remus had reluctantly taken up on your offer, you had ordered take out on your phone. By the time the food arrived, you were still fighting over who was going to pay. You insisted you pay because it was your idea and you wanted to do him a favor while he didn’t really have a counterargument other than he really wanted to pay. This led to him shoving cash into the driver’s hands and shutting the door before you had a chance to do anything.

“You did all that with your hands?” You rolled your eyes and laughed while nervously twirling a strand of hair around your finger.

“I can do other things with my hands too.”

Remus was unaware of how suggestive what he said was until you looked from his eyes to his crotch while licking your lips.

“I’d love to know what other things.” You said, making Remus swallow loudly at how low and seductive your voice sounded.

You both ate across the table from each other in an awkward silence, each of you mentally coming up with topics to discuss preferably away from whatever it is you were talking about earlier. Remus needed to find a way to cool down from the sexual tension from earlier.

“How was your life after you graduated?” Remus was the first to talk.

“It was a bit boring really. All I did was study in university, and didn't really go out much.” You said before shoving an entire dumpling in your mouth with your chopsticks. Remus couldn’t control the corner of his mouth as it turned upwards. You looked silly, like a cartoon chipmunk.

“How have you been?” You asked once you had swallowed your food.

“Alright.” He shrugged.

“Really? There’s got to be more. Haven’t you gone on any dates?” Remus’ eyes widened at your inquiries of his relationship status as he felt the tip of your shoes dipping under the hem of his trouser leg.

“No, actually.” He was able to compose himself enough to draw out a steady response as he tried to ignore how much his dick was starting to ache and the fact that he noticed you had taken off your shoe making him feel the soft nylon covering your foot gliding upward.

“That’s a shame. Any woman would be lucky to have you.”

And I want that woman to be me, you thought.

While you enjoyed this little game you were playing with Remus, you didn’t like that it usually led to nowhere. You knew he wanted you as much as you wanted him. It was that obvious. You knew you were terrible at hiding your feelings for someone whenever you had a crush, but this time, with Remus you didn’t care. He wasn’t your teacher anymore, you were both adults, and you were equals. Something sparked within you every time you saw him get flustered around you. You wanted to keep that spark going. Even if it was a boring day where all the students had the day off for professional development day, leaving the school campus occupied by no one but the staff.

In addition to the staff meeting being extremely long, you could tell it was going to be extremely boring even though this was only your first year of teaching at the school.

You cursed yourself for waking up an hour later than you intended to, leaving you barely enough time to do anything other than throw on your clothes. You couldn’t prepare any breakfast for yourself or stop by a cafe, so you were left with lazily braiding your hair on the bus ride while mentally coming up with how you would apologize to everyone.

Clutching your book bag against the side of your body, you swung the door open to the staff room. Multiple eyes met yours, some glaring, others just blank, as if they were expecting you to be the type of young teacher to slack off.

“I’m so sorry I’m late!” You apologized awkwardly as you tucked some hair behind your ear, being afraid to face the older staff whom you thought would silently berate you on your tardiness with their scowls.

“Nothing to worry about.” Your boss, Dumbledore was standing in front of the table with his hands folded in front of him. “Remus was kind enough to save a seat for you.”

True to his word, Remus was sitting next to an empty seat. He was looking at you with a smirk like it was meant only for you to see. You gave him a small nod in acknowledgment as you smoothed out your skirt underneath you and sat down on the chair.

You exhaled a breath you didn’t know you were holding as the meeting resumed. You reached into your book bag and took out your notepad before absentmindedly scribbling down whatever came up that you thought would be important enough for later.

You had no idea how long you’d been writing for when you suddenly became aware of the large hand that was on your knee. You looked to your right, expecting Remus to be glancing at you, but he looked just as bored as half of the people in the room did, looking straight ahead. You had to look down again to make sure it was really the same hand that was connected to his body.

You squeezed your legs together in an attempt to sooth that dull ache that got stronger each time Remus decided to move his hand just a tad higher until you sucked in a breath as you saw it disappear under your skirt. Remus on the other hand looked unfazed as he used his impressive strength to push your legs apart with one hand. It’s not like you were resisting as he rubbed circles along the exposed skin.

You bit your lip as you felt the tip of his calloused finger trace along the lace edge of your panties. You started to squirm in the damp spot that was forming dangerously close to where his fingers were.

It was as if in that moment, every other person in the room beside you and Remus were pushed to the back of your mind. You were still aware of their presence, it’s just that you didn’t care. You still had enough self awareness to try and keep the expression on your face neutral no matter how badly you wanted to scream as you felt the blunt end of Remus’ fingernail teasing the swollen nub above the dampness of the cotton. That overwhelmingly pleasurable sensation he was imposing on you felt so wrong in a place like this and so good. Your mind was in that zone between wanting him to stop and wanting him to keep going. You wondered how the small movements of his fingers could be so precise and so impactful at the same time.

You could feel the pleasure escalating directly onto your clit as you held your breath, desperately hoping no one else at this dreadful meeting was paying attention to you except for Remus. More than anything, you changed your mind and decided you wanted him to continue pleasuring you like this to distract you. You’d have to be quiet, you told yourself.

Being quiet just got harder because you felt his fingers move inside of your panties, coating themselves along your throbbing pussy.

There was no going back for you. You kept your head down, too aware of how red your face had become, as you gripped the armrests of your chair.

Meanwhile Remus continued to rub tight circles on your clit, this time, it was like you felt the grooves of his fingerprint on the oversensitive bundle of nerves, and the experience of having someone else do it to you felt different and so much more exciting than doing it to yourself.

You could tell Remus was experienced as he knew the exact spots to touch you to make you feel like you were on the edge, but not quite over it.

You didn’t have to look at him to know that son of a bitch knew you were hating and loving this moment and what he was doing to you.

“Is she okay?” You heard some of the older teachers ask. You didn’t think they were talking about you, so you chose not to reply.

That was when Remus pulled his fingers out, and with that same hand, he set it on your shoulder. “You alright?” He asked gently. That was when you were brought out of your trance, not realizing how loudly you were panting.

You were mortified when you turned to look at him and could see your juices on his fingers, still wet and glistening under the lighting. You wished your chair would just swallow you up.

You heard Dumbledore chuckle from the front of the room. You thought he was mocking you for not paying attention, but you didn’t care. You wanted to leave, and it looked as if he answered your prayers. “Perhaps the meeting is getting a little too boring for some of us. Not to worry, there is a lunch break coming up.” He said.

Lunch? That’s right. Your stomach started to grumble when you realized you hadn’t eaten anything since waking up, nor did you bring anything to eat. That left you with drinking from the water fountain outside as your only option.

You heard footsteps behind you as you took a sip from the fountain.

“Have you got any idea how much of a compromising position you’re in?” You heard Remus’ voice and you could swear he was staring at your ass.

“Now I do.” You stood up straight as you met his eyes. “Especially after the little stunt you pulled.”

“What stunt?” He smirked. He knew what you were referring to. “Oh. Yes, the one where I embarrassed you, reminding you of the slut you are?”

You gasped. You never in a million years thought you’d hear someone who used to be in a position of power over you straight up call you a slut (except for in your fantasies) and it turned you on when he did.

“Is that what you wanted? Did you want me to finish the job too?” He said in that low, husky voice as he stepped closer to you. You weakly nodded as you looked up, only to quickly look back down at the intensity of his stare. “Use your words.” You felt the backs of his fingers brush against your heated cheek as he used them to bring your face up, forcing you to look at him.

“I… I want this… I want you.” You whispered, looking deep into his eyes hoping he’d get the point.

“Are you sure?” Now it was his turn to look shy. He was scratching his light brown stubble and shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “I don’t want you to feel like I’m taking advantage of you. We could go back to how things were before and pretend nothing between us happened.” He was lying of course. He would never be able to pretend nothing happened between you two.

“Remus, please kiss me.” You grabbed onto his shoulders. You were hopelessly turned on, and there was no going back for either of you.

He turned his head away from you, making you worried that he was rejecting you only for him to say, “We need to make sure the door to my classroom is locked first.”

As soon as the door to the classroom was locked, Remus had you pinned against it with his hands on your hips.

“My God, you’re so beautiful.” He let out an exhale as his thumb traced your bottom lip, making you shiver both at the words and physical contact.

You’d never felt more alive than when he finally crashed his lips onto yours.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Remus asked, looking into your eyes for any sign of doubt.

You nodded. “I’m on the pill and I’m clean. Do you trust me?”

“I trust you.” You’ve been a prankster and a nuisance, but you’d never lie about something as serious as this.

Everything around you started to become a blur as Remus continued to kiss you while walking you to where his desk was until your ass was planted against it.

“Look at you.” His eyes glided up and down your body like a wolf checking out his next meal. “Is my needy slut not satisfied? Does she want more?” Fuck, he really hit the nail on the head with that one.

Remus took a seat on his chair before he patted his thigh. You took a gulp before turning around, but not before he put his hand on your lower back, stopping you. “Not so fast.”

You looked to him behind you, and raised your eyebrows in confusion.

“You don’t deserve to sit on a throne like a Princess. Bad girls like you need the right discipline.” You didn’t need for him to explain to you that you understood how this was going to work.

You were in a position of obedience. You took a deep breath as you placed yourself on his lap, chest and torso pressed against his lower body.

“That’s better.” Remus chuckled from above you as he ran his finger along the skin of your inner thigh. It then felt like only a moment before his entire hand wrapped around it with his thumb lightly tracing along your clothed pussy. You let out a soft moan as you raised your ass up in an attempt to grind against his fingers before he pulled them away.

“You’ve completely soaked through your panties. Such a needy, little slut.” He said in response to how your body reacted to his touch. “Here’s what I’ll do.” He started to say as he gathered your hands behind your back. You heard the sound of fabric shuffling and you felt something smooth around your wrists, which you guessed was a necktie. “How about I teach this slut a lesson, and if she’s a good girl, I’ll give her a special reward?”

“What reward? What do you mean?” Your demanding questions came out in a way that made you sound whiny as you squirmed on his lap.

Remus knew if he continued letting you move around on his lap, his erection would only get more unbearable to the point of not being able to contain himself, and that’s not what he wanted. He needed you to understand that he was the one in control, and you were only under his mercy.

He couldn’t help admiring the plumpness of your ass that was covered by the thin material of your panties as he lifted your skirt. He could even see the damp spot on the gusset that he had been looking forward to committing to his memory.

“Ow!” You shut your eyes as you felt a sharp slap on your skin.

“That’s what you get.” He whispered in your ear. Something about his voice sounded different. Maybe feral. It only reminded you of how much you wanted to see this side of him more often, growling in your ear, making you feel like a small prey he deserved to feast on.

“Think you can be quiet?” He asked as he slid his thumb inside your panties where it found your swollen lips.

“Yes.” You bit your lip in an attempt to hold back another scream this time as he delivered a second spank to your bottom.

“I don’t think so.” He scoffed harshly as he yanked your panties down your legs and bunched up the piece of fabric soaked with your juices into a ball before quickly forcing it into your mouth. “There. I won’t have such a hard time getting you to shut up.”

This was it. You were silenced. You were nothing but a toy to him, stuffed with no way to talk back. You couldn’t be happier with how it was, you were under his control as he used your body in ways you craved to be used.

“Don’t worry, Beautiful. I’ll take good care of you.” He soothingly stroked his long fingers over your scalp, undoing your braid and making your hair fall around your face.

With his other hand, he pushed your legs apart, exposing your warm, wet cunt to the dry air. Your body stiffened at the sharp contrast. God, you so desperately wanted him to insert something into your aching hole already! You didn’t care if it was his fingers or his cock, you needed to be filled up good and full until-

Your thoughts were interrupted as another spank, this time harsher than the others, was inflicted on the raw skin you were sure already had red welts forming there. You would’ve been pleased if that were the case. You wanted to be marked as his.

Another spank landed on the other side of your ass.

In contrast to the pain on your ass, the pleasurable sensation of his fingers dragging along your folds was enough to make you moan so loudly even the make-shift gag couldn’t muffle it completely. You bucked your hips up in an attempt to get his fingers into you deeper, but he pulled them away too fast for you. You felt tears stream down your face accompanied by pathetic sobs.

“This is what you get for being a bad girl.” With each word that he growled, each slap on your ass, the ache only grew deeper inside your cunt, reminding you how much you needed him.

Just as you thought you couldn’t take it anymore, the spanking was replaced by his large hand softly rubbing circles on the raw skin. By the time he was done, your legs were shaking as much as your breaths. This was only the beginning.

You stood on shaky legs that would’ve fallen had it not been for the assistance of the desk behind your or Remus holding your hips in place.

“I just wanted to see how beautiful you look, crying, before I bend you over my desk.” He gently brushed the tears under your eyes with his thumb. If it weren’t for the situation you were in, one could mistake the look on Remus’ face as sympathetic.

As quick as he was to show his gentle side, he roughly turned you around and pushed your back forward. With your hands still tied behind your back, you weren’t able to catch yourself as the force of your chest slamming on top of the desk knocked the breath out of you.

“Aww, does my crybaby slut want it now?” He cooed into your ear as he brushed some hair back. “Has she got no more tears left in her eyes? Why don’t I check on that cunt? I’m sure it’s weeping more than your eyes have in your life.”

Why was he being such a tease? If he wanted to tease you, you would’ve rather have him tease you with his fingers not his taunting words.

Another sob ripped through your shaking body as his finger curled inside of you.

“Fucking hell, I can’t do this anymore.” You heard him whisper to himself behind you. You wanted to smirk as you heard the sound of the belt and zipper being undone.

It was as if your pussy could finally breathe in relief as the smooth tip of his cock found your entrance and soon after, the entire length was able to slide in, making not only your pussy feel full, but also your belly.

“Fuck! You’re so wet.” Remus grunted as he held onto your shoulder, pressing it against the hardwood. You didn’t mind the pain on your shoulder that was accompanied by each thrust. Pleasure was the only thing that mattered to you.

You’d gotten to the point where you realized you could no longer rely on your fingers or your toys to make you feel full and pleasured the same way Remus was making you feel. You were his dependent whore, that’s how you’d come to see it. And you loved it. You loved every thrust and every time his cock would hit the right places, the tightness inside you became stronger until you felt it explode (or it was combined with Remus spilling himself inside you,) making you sob loudly. You needed a moment to collect yourself.

“Did you also cum?” He asked as soon as he caught his breath. You nodded. “You’re so irresistible you don’t know how hard it is to keep myself from spilling inside you so fast.”

You felt him tug on the tie around your wrists, pulling your body against his chest.

“You were such a good girl. I’m so proud of you.” He smiled at you, the corners of his eyes wrinkling. Yes, this moment was the proudest you’d ever seen him being of you.

You didn’t realize how stiff your jaw had become until he took out your bunched up panties from your mouth, and put them in his back pocket.

“I haven’t got a spare… it’s so sticky down there.” Your weak protest was shut with a smirk on his lips.

“Too bad. Deal with it. Let it be a reminder of the dirty whore you are.” He said, encircling his arms around your body to untie your wrists. You brought them to your sides, bending them back and forth, relieved to be freed.

Once the two of you had fixed yourselves back to decency, you heard your stomach rumbling, reminding you of the lack of food you’d eaten.

“Would you… like to come over to my place after we’re done with the meeting? You must be starving. I can cook for you or get some takeout, whatever you want. You don’t have to. I just mean, if it’s something you’d want to do with me.”

Now it was your turn to make him shut up as you pressed your lips onto his cheek. “I’d love to.”

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daenysx · 5 months

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hii!! i just noticed you're receiving requests, so here's mine!!

a smutty one shot with sub!james potter maybe? it can be any plot, I just can't get enough of him being subby🤭 please and thank youu🤍

thank you for requesting, this is my first time writing for james [and a sub!male character, so i'm not sure if this is good enough :) ] i hope you enjoy! nsfw. requests are open!

modern au. james potter x fem!reader

glossy eyes of a pretty boy

you are almost asleep when something starts buzzing on your nightstand. you try to blink the sleep away by sitting on bed and taking your phone in your hand. james's name is shiny on the dark screen, you answer his call quickly, and put the phone on your ear.

"jamie?" you ask sleepily.

"hey, angel." he says, he sounds tired. "i'm sorry, were you sleeping?"

you rub your eyes, sleep fades away when your boyfriend sounds so unlike himself. "no, no, that's fine. are you okay?"

james almost stammers, unsure for the rest of this conversation. suddenly he doesn't feel so confident to act like his usual self at the moment. "can i come over?" he asks, avoiding the last minute hesitation. "it's just- you can say no of course, it's late, but i'm-"

"no, no." you're quick to shut him up, he's just being lovely. "please, come over."

he thanks you silently and you end the call with a frowny look on your face. there is something wrong with james's voice. you leave your bed, he won't take long to be here, and you wait for the doorbell in the living room.

you open the door as you hear his footsteps outside, and there he is. your lovely boyfriend walks into your apartment with tired legs, he doesn't even seem to have his usual strength as he takes you in his arms for a hug. you wrap your arms around his neck, your fingers are quick to rub the back of his neck. you press gentle nails on his skin, right where his skin meets his hair, and he melts into the hug.

"are you okay, baby?" you ask, trying for an eye contact. "you're worrying me, what's wrong?"

james kisses your cheek before he closes the door and leans his back to it. "i had an argument with the coach." he says, quietly. "it was awful. he thinks i'm not giving my best to the team. he thinks i have the potential to be better but i'm not trying enough."

you cup his cheeks instantly, eyes wide and heart clenching. "no, baby, no." you want to beat his coach even though the guy is twice your size. "you know none of it is true."

they are not true, and james should know that. he is doing his best, always working together with the rugby team, he is constantly at practices, he gives the strength of his mind and body to the sport he loves. you are sure it was just an argument made of his coach's strict strategies to get his players motivated, it has happened to another guy on james's team before, but it doesn't make any excuses for your boyfriend's poorly state right now.

you stroke james's cheeks and he gives in to your touch. you raise on your tiptoes, pressing a kiss on his upper lip. you take his hand and lead him to your bedroom. he kicks his shoes quickly, following your steps.

you sit on the edge of the bed as you pull james in front of you, he stands between your legs as he takes his glasses off and puts them on your nightstand. you push his shirt upwards, kissing his abdomen fondly, your lips curling on his skin as you suck a little spot. you pull him from his belt loops and james almost loses his mind.

you tug on his shirt. "can you take this off for me?"

he nods, streching his muscles to take off his shirt. he looks back at you, you're unzipping his pants as you press kisses on his skin. his muscles tighten under your lips, you are in control. you pull his pants down and he takes them off too.

he stands in front of you, melts under every kiss and every touch. "can i-" he takes a breath. "can i take this off?" his fingers are on the sides of his boxer, waiting for an approval before he acts. you look up to him, asking for a simple word. "please, angel."

you nod, smiling. he is your perfect boy. "of course, jamie, go ahead."

he listens, taking off his underwear and his socks before you pull him into bed with you. the sheets are still warm from your earlier slumber, james exhales tiredly as he lays facedown on your bed. you rub his back, fingertips grazing his skin rather playfully. you kiss the side of his neck, his curls spread on your pillow. he looks so, so beautiful.

you keep touching him, realizing he is lifting his hips and pressing them back to bed for a little friction. you smile, letting him look at you. "come here, baby." you pull james on your body and he leans into your touch. he is lying on his side, looking at you through glossy eyes. "let me treat you right." you say, fondly. "you deserve it, right? tell me you deserve it, jamie."

he nods, getting even closer to you in bed. "i deserve it." he is quiet but you can do with it.

"there you go." you kiss his forehead. "i'll take care of you until you forget everything he ever said. he's lying anyway, why should we care what he says, right baby?"

he nods. "yeah." you nod encouragingly. "yeah, none of it was true."

"you don't have to think about anything now." you whisper. "just focus on me."

he nods obediently. you find a comfortable position on bed, you can hold james and touch him with your free hand. you bring your hand to his chest, his abdomen, and between his legs. he is getting harder with the passing seconds, begging silently for a relief before he falls asleep.

you take his achingly hard cock in your hand, softly stroking it. he is quiet when he moans, just leaning into your touch. you keep stroking him gently, until you get a word from his lips. "please."

"you're okay, baby." you say. "everything's okay."

he nods, moving his hips against your hand. your other hand strokes his hair, and it's so gentle. he gives in, your touch brings him back. you keep moving your hand, soft and rough. your fingers graze the tip of his cock, he's sensitive, and he moans your name.

you touch him, his hands grab your waist as he holds onto you. "you're doing so good for me." you kiss his hair. "you're being so good. always the best."

james buries his face to your neck, inhaling your scent and looking for something to keep him steady. he moves his hips to your hand again, muscles streching in the warmth of the bed, your soft hand grabbing him gently. he wants to stay in the moment, he wants to stay here forever. he feels so safe and secured, trusting you to take care of him.

"i'm-" he kisses your neck, tries for words. "i'm so close."

"i know, baby." you say. "will you be good for me? will you come for me?"

he nods. "yes, yes, i will." he buries himself closer like it's possible. "i'll be good, please."

you move your hand a little faster. he deserves to finish, deserves to relax with you. you twist your hand like you've been doing for minutes, one last stroke, one last touch on the tip of him. james arches his back to you, he doesn't have any control of his movements anymore. he comes to your hand, white cum drips down on his belly and your leg a little bit. you help him ride through his orgasm, last drops of the liquid as you milk him dry.

james gives you a sound of moaning as you push him gently to lay on his back. he tries to catch his breath, the moment of intimacy is never lost on him as he holds your waist. he blinks, watches the ceiling. you sit on the bed slowly, leaning in to give him a kiss on his lips.

"can you close you eyes for me?" you ask with a lovely voice. "i'll be here in a minute."

he closes his eyes but doesn't let go of you. "don't leave me, please."

you give him another kiss because he's just so, so pretty when he begs you to stay. "i'll clean us up, and i'll get you some water baby." you push his hair back from his sweaty forehead. "i'll be back really fast, okay?"

james hums, you are quick on your steps as you clean your hands and your leg in the bathroom. you get him a freshly washed towel and help him clean himself though you were the messier one just a minute ago. you toss the towel into the washing machine before you leave for kitchen. you lean to the counter, trying to get yourself calm. your heart beats so fast, the waves of arousal from a moment with your boyfriend washes over you. this isn't about you tonight, you will not ask for james to return the favor. you should relax a little before getting into the bed with him again.

you fill a huge glass of water for james, after you drink one yourself. you go back to your bedroom, sitting next to the spot james is lying. his eyes are still closed, you worry he fell asleep for a second.

he blinks when you cup his cheek. he gives you a perfect smile, turning his face to kiss your hand. "i thought you fell asleep." you say.

james shakes his head. "i was waiting for you."

you give him a proud smile. "would you like some water?"

he nods, and you help him sit. he takes the glass from your hand and sips greedily. you can't help but smile at him, he finishes the glass quickly. "thank you, angel." he says, getting closer to your face to give you a kiss. you part your lips for him as he kisses you breathless.

you pull yourself back, looking at his pretty eyes. "you know, i really do believe your coach is not true in his words. i know how hard you try and how good you are in the field." you stroke his cheek. "i hope you believe in me. i never want you to be upset or doubt yourself when you're so good."

he nods, grateful and sweet. "it means a lot to me. your opinion, i mean. i'm glad for your support, my love, i really am."

you give him another smile, he puts the empty glass next to his glasses and you move to your side on the bed. "i can get you a shirt if you want, maybe you'll get cold." you say before laying down properly.

he shakes his head. "it's fine." he hesitates before he asks for something else. "would you- would you like to take your shirt off? so that i can feel you closer."

he is so gentle like he always is, you nod. "of course, i'd like that."

you make a quick work of your clothes, taking off everything. skin to skin contact makes everything better and james is so, so big and warm. you pull him to your naked chest as he presses a kiss on your skin. he gently holds your waist as you stroke his curls in your hand, brushing his hair back, helping him bury himself closer to your body. "you are okay, hmm? you are okay, baby."

"you didn't get to come." he murmurs, sleepily. "i promise, in the morning." he whispers disconnected words.

"i'm fine, that was for you." you lead his thigh to stay between your legs, pressing your warm cunt on his muscular leg to remain steady until the morning. "can you keep your leg here, sweetheart? i'll be okay than."

he nods, kissing you one last time on the skin below your nipple before sleep takes him. "of course. thank you." he streches like a kitten, and he settles down. "i love you."

you whisper the words back to him, holding him close to your chest until he finally falls asleep. the bed is warm and james's leg helps you when you can close your eyes. your pretty boy takes a sleepy breath, and you keep him under the covers, forever keeping him in your arms.

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Congrats on 150!! For your celebration I was thinking Bad idea right? Is soooooo Sirius black.

you are sooo right, my love, that’s exactly who i had in mind haha. thank u sm for the request! (wc: 765) (cw: pg-13 smut)

There’s nothing hotter than a secret meetup, which makes your circumstances all the more unfortunate. It’s hard to hear anything above the thumping bass of the club, but the crackling phone line meets your ear like a challenge. Sirius is on the other end, working like a dog to persuade you to meet him, and you can’t hold out much longer.

“Darling,” he begs, tugging at your heart with his old nickname. “I miss you.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t have dumped me, then.”

He sucks a breath in like you’ve actually wounded him. Feeling the conversation run long, you glance around the corner to make sure your friends are still where you left them, dancing obliviously.

“I know it, love. Only a raging idiot would let you go. I’m a jealous prick, and I don’t deserve you.”

He’s really groveling, you think, lips curling into a smirk. You could probably say anything now and he’d agree with you.

“For once, I think you’re right. You don’t deserve me. If anything, I should go home with one of the guys here,” you breathe, your voice pitching down. “Let him have his way with me, and then send you a scanty photo to cry about.”

Sirius’ breath catches. “You’d have every right.”

The pit in your stomach grows, and you know some stranger would never satiate it. Sirius is wrapped around your finger, and you’re so tempted to take him up on his offer.

“But,” continues Sirius when you leave the line dead, “you know they’d never make you feel the way I can.”

That’s the final straw.

“Send me your address,” you murmur hurriedly, already assembling a plan to escape your friends. Sirius halts it in its tracks.

“Stay there, I’ll come get you,” he says instead, his voice husky and dark. I’m so in for it, you think.

Twenty minutes later, Sirius finds you loitering a block away from the club, mace in hand. He leans across the center console to open his passenger door, and you poke your head in.

“Hey,” you breathe.

Sirius jerks his head up as a means of greeting.

“Get in.”

You do as he says, sliding into the familiar seat beside him. It’s been months since you’ve seen him, but he looks exactly the same; still the hottest man you’ve ever met.

Sirius is watching you, too, taking in your skimpy top and short skirt with hungry eyes. If you had any doubts about the chemistry still standing between you two, they’re immediately banished.

“C’mere,” Sirius grunts, patting his lap. You can’t get there fast enough.

He feels so good under you, familiar and warm. His hands don’t hesitate the way that strangers’ do, they just grip the meat of your thighs with abandon. Similarly, you don’t hesitate to plant your mouth on his, weaving into the song and dance you two have performed a thousand times.

“I meant what I said, doll,” Sirius groans as you pull back to attend to his spotless throat. “I really have missed you.”

“You have me on your lap, Sirius, you don’t have to convince me anymore.”

He chuckles at that, grabbing meanly at your ass.

“You always were too sharp for me.”

Pulling away from his bobbing throat, you scoot yourself closer to his pelvis, finding him hot and ready beneath you. You don’t feel sharp. If anything, you’re more convinced you’re not thinking at all.

“You’re so pretty,” he murmurs, and that’s exactly what you don’t want to hear. Lust is fine, but everything else has to stay off the table.

“Sirius.” You suck harshly at a spot under his jaw and he hums, in pleasure and in question. “Shut up,” you say, and then cover his mouth with yours again, tugging at his silky hair. He smiles into your mouth and you lick behind those wicked teeth, knowing them as well as your own.

“Take your pants off,” you suddenly demand, and Sirius looks at you like you’re crazy. “What?”

“We’re not having car sex on a well-lit street, babe.”

You frown. “It sure seems like we are.”

Sirius laughs, a touch hysterical. “Uh-uh. No way.” His hands come up to untangle yours from his hair. “My place or yours?”

With a huff, you pull yourself off of him, dizzy and warm with desire. Without a word, you buckle yourself in, silently relenting to his terms. As he sets a big hand on your flushed thigh, you glance over at him, and you know you’ve made a terrible mistake. Still, you’re not about to turn back now.

“Your place,” you say, “baby.”

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Regulus x Reader - Date Night (Modern AU)

A/N - This is a trans!regulus (afab) chapter!! Though much of my writing is queer, writing characters that are trans specifically is new for me as I am not trans myself, so please feel free to slide into my messages and let me know if there is anything that feels harmful/incorrect. I know many people in this fandom adore the trans!regulus headcannon, which is why I wanted to hop on and try to write a chapter of my own (I couldn't resist, he's just so hot)! It also must be said that I will not be tolerating ANY transphobia in this comment section, ALL hateful comments will be immediately deleted.

Content Warnings/Kinks: hickeys, hair pulling, choking, praise kink, light degradation, face slapping, daddy kink, oral sex (cunnilingus and a blowjob), light gagging, use of sex toys, penetrative sex (strap-on)

Date Night

Yes, Y/n knew that Regulus was hot, and yes, she knew he wanted to sleep with her based on the messages they'd exchanged on the dating app that they'd matched on. If anything, she had been genuinely surprised when he had actually asked her out on a date first instead of just inviting her over to his flat. In fact, throughout their date, which had 'ended' just mere minutes ago, they had engaged in totally pleasant chit-chat, Regulus proving himself to be quite the gentleman.

All that seemed to be out the window, however, as he currently had her pinned up against the grimy brick wall of the alley with his hands gripping her waist and hers pulling at his perfectly messy curls. The alleyway was murky and, as it was already quite late at night, dark too. Deliciously-scented smoke billowed out of the Chinese restaurant's vents and water dripped from the exposed pipes.

"Regulus" Y/n whimpered, out of breath as his salivating mouth made its way south to the crook of her neck, likely leaving a small mark.

"My place." he breathed, pausing for only a second, "Let's go."

"Okay," she agreed, ridiculously pleased with the direction the night was taking.

His mouth was on her the second her back hit the mattress, kissing her like his life depended on it, making her moan in satisfaction. He tugged at the bottom of her shirt, grinning when he successfully removed it from her body, leaving her breasts exposed to him.

"Beautiful" he murmured, a cold hand tracing down from her neck to her belly button, making her shiver.

She slipped hers down slightly as they reconnected, kissing with passion, only for a hand to reach out and stop her before she could even reach his belt buckle.

"I—" he paused, taking a breath as she waited patiently, "There's something I need to tell you before we sleep together"

"Oh, we can use a condom if you want, it's no problem" she smiled, her hair mussed and fluffy.

"No, it's not that" he replied with a secret smile of his own, "I'm trans"

"Okay, that's great"

"I—you think that's great?" he seemed slightly bewildered by this.

"I suppose I do. It's great that you told me, thank you by the way, but it doesn't change anything for me is all I mean..." she blushed, "I just want to sleep with you really, quite urgently actually"

"Well, that can definitely be arranged" he smirked.

And with that, they were back to it. He pulled her jeans off, quickly followed by her panties. She pressed up against his chest, kissing down his neck as she removed his grey tee and pants in return. After their clothes were discarded all over the floor, Y/n's senses felt heightened. She found that everything was turning her on, Regulus' mouth grazing across her cheek and down her neck, the sight of his handsome body before her, even the scent of his heady cologne.

"Fuck" she murmured.

They pressed together, him getting rougher by the second, biting at her jaw and her attempting to stifle the moans that threatened to spill from her lips the more he teased her. Regulus then pushed her down, dragging her with one smooth pull to the edge of his bed. He spread her legs, hunger in his darkened, green eyes as he took in the sight of her dripping wet cunt.

"You're sure?" He questioned.

The sight of Regulus waiting patiently between her legs broke her restraint, if she'd even had any to begin with, "Yes, please"

The first flick of his tongue was godly, causing Y/n to promptly moan for him.

"Your tongue, Regulus, fuck your tongue" she cried out with a hiss, gripping her hands in his hair instantly for stability's sake, making him chuckle cool breath onto her cunt. He continued, licking languidly upwards from her hole before slowly making his way up to her clit.

"That feel good baby?" He snarked, making her release a disbelieving huff.

"You know it does" she shot back.

His hands massaged the outsides of her warm thighs, bedroom eyes set on her and only her, "Yeah, but I still like to hear you say it in that whiney little voice for me"

"I like it" she blushed, giving him what she knew he wanted.

"That's better" he replied before returning to her.

With one more lick, Regulus proceeded softly, carefully yet with such a deliciously perfect amount of pressure it made Y/n see stars. He was clearly experienced and she knew he knew it considering his immense cockiness which, of course, only made him even hotter to Y/n than he already was before.

As he continued, his tongue flicking and his mouth sucking, he really was teasing her, pushing her to her limit. Each lick seemed to have a purpose, he'd poke at one spot around her clit for a while before switching it up and tasting her needy hole, leaving her wanting more with every second that passed. But, never once did he take his amazing mouth off of her.

She looked down at him, taking in the lust of his gaze, the lust she realized was for her and only her in that moment. Fuck, this man was too much. Too good at eating pussy, too sexy, too everything. He sped up the pace of his tongue, making her arch her back, almost curving at an unnatural angle.

"I fucking hate you" she cursed him through gritted teeth as his lips formed a suction around her clit, making her shudder.

He stopped for only a second only for her to beg, incredulous, "Don't stop!"

Hesitantly, he reconnected to her, making her release a broken sound again, somewhere between a whimper and a groan, "'Makes me so fucking mad how good you are at that..."

Finally understanding, he broke away from her to grin and shake his head before the licking continued. His strong hands gripped the outsides of her thighs, supporting her shaking limbs as he pleased her until she burst.

"Fuck!" She cried out as her cunt pulsed, the orgasm overwhelming her body, making her gush with cum.

He continued, licking at that perfect spot, flicking it over and over until the intensity subsided and she was left a boneless mess on his bed.

"Fuck, I need to feel how wet you are" he groaned, reaching a hand down, completely turned on by her moans and arched back, "Soaking wet baby. Shit, you're so fucking wet for me. Do you think you can take a cock in that perfect little cunt of yours?"

"Mmm," she murmured, blissfully consenting as Regulus went over to his bedside drawer, pulling out a simple black strap-on. He put it on, making quick work of the complicated process.

"C'mere" she ordered lightly when he returned, sinking to her knees before him, placing gentle hands on each of his thighs.

"You want to suck me off?"

"Is that alright?" She returned his question with one of her own.

"Fuck" he groaned, tilting his face to the ceiling, as if in disbelief, "Yeah, yeah I want that baby. I want to see you suck it for me"

Y/n spat onto the tip, swirling her tongue around its head, never once breaking away from Regulus' intense gaze. His eyes pierced her, intently watching every action as she began to lick slowly up and down his shaft.

Her hand slid further up his leg, curving inward toward the space between his thighs.

"Can I touch you too?" she asked, wide doll eyes enticing him.

"Yes, fuck yes baby" he replied, his voice becoming breathier the more he watched her tease his strap with her pretty mouth.

He groaned, biting down on his pouty lip, as she reached between his thighs. She gathered some of the wetness that was coating his entrance, smearing her fingers in it. His eyes widened as she took her now wet digits and spread his slick all over the shaft of his strap. She then began to really suck on it, shoving it as far as she could into her obedient mouth, bobbing up and down, moaning at the taste. The sight was almost too much for Regulus, let alone the feeling of Y/n sliding her delicate fingers across the area that was most sensitive for him. He bucked his hips, overcome by the feeling, making Y/n gag.

"Such a pretty girl on your knees, playing with me while you take my cock so deep in your pretty little mouth" he praised, "Keep going baby, show me how much you want it"

She moaned onto the plastic again, bobbing up, taking in how it was now covered with a mix of his delicious slick and her spit before going down on him again. Her fingers swirled around and around his clit as she sucked up and down his cock. She sped up, taking as much of him as she could, proving just how much she wanted him to fuck her. As she continued, things got messier, salvia coating the plastic and Regulus' wetness covering her fast fingers.

"Are you still wet for me baby? Are you dripping down onto my floor?" she gagged on his cock in response as he continued breathily, "Yeah, I bet your slick is just spread all over your pretty cunt right now, getting so wet and ready for me to fuck you"

She gagged and gagged, the way Regulus' cock was hitting the back of her throat making her eyes roll back in pleasure. He might love the sight of her sucking him off but she was sure she loved doing it more.

"Fuck" he growled as he approached his orgasm, "Keep gagging baby, yeah, keep touching me"

She obeyed, flicking at his sensitivity with two fingers, swirling around it until he burst, never once taking her mouth off of the massive strap.

When he'd finished, thighs shivering from his orgasm, Y/n came off of it, standing for a second before straddling him on the edge of the bed. "Fuck. Me. Now" she commanded, her eyes full of pure lust as she pushed his chest so that he was lying down with her on top of him, "...I need to feel it in me"

"So needy baby" he chuckled, still out of breath.

He caressed her thighs, her ass cheeks, every inch of warm skin, taking a second before they continued.

"Please Reg..."

"Put it in baby, yes, put it in" he ordered.

Regulus' jaw ticked as he watched her lower herself onto his cock. She was just as wet as he had thought, easily sliding all 8-inches inside her soaking, primed hole. She gasped, not because of the large size, or because of how he immediately started thrusting slowly up into her, but because of the way it fit so perfectly within her, as if their connecting was something the stars had foretold.

"Shit, you feel so good inside me" she moaned.

"I can see how wet you are baby" he groaned, gaze zeroed in on her cunt, "Fuck—fucking splashing all over this cock for me"

She ground down onto Regulus, taking the lead by bouncing her ass back and forth, hands pressed on his chest. Her thighs spread wider across him as she kept lowering herself, taking more and more as she rocked against him. She was so full, so thoroughly filled, it was hard to not cum right then and there.

"Fuck you feel so—ahh" she moaned, her nose scrunching as she rode him.

Y/n continued, bouncing up and down. The movement was tiring but so worth it. She'd moan, gasp, or groan, each time she sunk fully down onto him and shiver each time she came back up, her cunt gripping the length. But her pleasure wasn't the only reward, the sensual, feral way Regulus looked at her made her skin heat even more.

"Look at how well you're taking me..." he praised, his hands gripping her hair then, pulling harshly at the messy mass, forcing her back to arch, "Can you keep being a good little slut for me, baby?"

"Mm hm," she nodded, whimpering.

A harsh blow landed on her cheek, causing her to cry out in pain, "Use your words pretty girl, unless you want to be punished even more."

In the haze of the pleasure that she was feeling, her cheek still stinging, she vaguely considered continuing to disobey just so that he would in fact punish her again but decided against it at the last minute, instead trying something new that she thought might just please him even more...

"Yes Daddy," she mewled, her voice low and full of all that she was feeling.

Regulus groaned, instantly gripping her hips and thrusting more harshly up into her, matching her tempo and how she bounced down onto him. Her moans were loud as he fucked her and she fucked him, yet she had no feelings of shame, not then and definitely not when she moaned even louder as one of his hands circled her throat. Fuck, she thought, he truly was too good to be true.

"Grind down on me" he instructed, his hands gripped in the flesh of her ass, "Yes that's it. You like how that feels on your clit baby?"

She squirmed, gasping as her clit ran back and forth against the flat of his stomach. Y/n arched forward, chasing the feeling of her cunt rubbing against Regulus' skin. Her thighs were shaking, getting sorer by the second but Regulus held her up, gripping her ass with his long, nimble fingers, helping her to grind down onto him as he repeatedly pushed himself upward, meeting her every movement.

"You can do it baby" he groaned his encouragement, "You gonna cum for me? You gonna cum on my cock?"

"Yes, fuck Regulus, yes" she moaned back.

She ground herself down onto Regulus, angling herself so that her clit got attention and the cock was as deep as possible inside of her. Eventually, the feeling overcame her. She started to shake as his hips snapped against her ass cheeks.

"Yeah baby, cum for me" his eyes pierced her as he squeezed tighter on her throat, the tense pressure adding to the heat of the moment.

"Ahh—ah" her breath hitched, "Fuck, fuck"

He cupped her face, cradling her cheek as she shivered, "You're so pretty when you cum for me baby, so pretty"

She slowed, her grinding interrupted only by her own shivering waves of pleasure. The feeling continued to wash over her, even as she stilled. Regulus took over then, bouncing her slightly up and down on his cock and rubbing gentle circles around her clit. She threw her head back, exposing the column of her throat to him even more, shuddering when he attacked the sensitive skin with soft kisses.

"Yes," she breathed, her breath quickly turning to a gentle, tinkling laugh.

"What?" Regulus questioned, a smile playing at the edges of his lips.

"Did I tell you I hated you?"

"I believe you did"

She hid her face in her hands, "Well just know I don't really. I maybe just hate how you're somehow so good at everything."

"I don't know about everything"

"No. I've declared it so it must be true. Regulus Black is good at everything"

He chuckled at that, giving her a roguish smirk, "...Maybe I've just had a lot practice"

"Slut!" She joked, pushing gently at his shoulder.

"C'mon let's get you cleaned up...unless you want me to keep proving to you just how much of a slut I really am"

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fandomnsfw · 9 months

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7 Minutes - Sirius Black x PopSinger!Reader

Pairing: Sirius Black x PopSinger!Reader

Prompt: The Songs; BOYSHIT by Madison Beer, 7 minutes by Dean Lewis, Bad Habit by Ed Sheeren cover from Rain Paris

Warnings: Smut, use of the word slut (once), D/s, traffic light system, use of the nickname pup/puppy.

No Beta again! ENJOY!!!

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The second your phone rang not an hour after you’d posted your new single, you smirked knowing exactly who it was. You put the phone on speaker before giving your hand back to your nail artist.

“Are you serious?” His voice shouted down the phone.

“No that would be you darling.” You snickered hearing him growl in pure annoyance.

“Take it down!” He snapped making you roll your eyes.

“Sorry love but I’m already trending. No can do.” You muttered with a smirk.

“I swear to god Y/N—

“Shouldn’t swear at the big man in the sky. One way ticket to hell.” You snickered teasingly.

“You—forget it.” Sirius snapped angrily as he hung up.

You smirked in satisfaction, knowing you’d won this round. You were still heartbroken about the breakup but instead of moving on your plan was to get him back. Sirius was the only one that ever understood you. He understood the mental scars you had more than anyone had ever before but the second he felt vulnerable he always bolted. It wasn’t your first break up but it was the only public one which meant you’d have to fight harder this time.

He’d already been spotted with two different girls in the space of a month which had hurt but you tried to ignore it knowing this was his defence. You weren’t going to let him throw away what you two had.

**********

You smirked as you hit upload, the thrill that ran through you, one that had you shivering visibly as you waited to the phone to ring. You brushed the arms of the big leather jacket you had on with a smug smirk on your face. Not 10 minutes after posting the new music video, for your new song BOYSHIT, your phone began ringing.

“Hello my love.” You greeted as you picked up the phone aiming it at your face.

“Is that my fucking jacket you’re wearing in your video? Why are you barely clothed? and why, oh WHY is some fucking skinny fuck boy touching what’s not his?” He shouted his teeth visibly clenched, even over camera.

“Yeah it went cute with the rock and roll theme, plus it went well the booty shorts and the docs too. And Jason did not even touch me that much. And I’m a free woman I can wear whatever I want in public.” You answered easily making his face drop.

“Y-Yeah I know but I don’t like that he touched you.” He grumbled like a scolded child.

“He’s gay.” You deadpanned making his lips twitch before he burst out laughing.

“I’ll send Peter to grab my jacket.” Sirius said suddenly ridding his face of any emotion.

“Siri—

“I’ll speak to you soon.” Sirius interrupted you before hanging up.

Tears pricked your eyes as you tilted you head back, begging them not to fall because you weren’t sure you’d ever stop. Maybe it really was done. Maybe this time there was no coming back. Stupid idiot, I just had to mention those three little words. I should’ve kept it to myself until he said it.

You curled up in your chair, his jacket suddenly feeling heavier on your shoulders. The smell of cigarettes and Sirius’ cologne filled your nostrils as you bury your tear cover face in your arm. Suddenly all your previous confidence was gone. Maybe I’m just to damaged to love, was your only thought as you fell asleep at your computer desk with a tear stained face.

***********

You woke up to the sound of someone ringing the buzzer of your flat. You walked over to the monitor and stared at the person with a disappointed frown. You buzzed them up without so much as a word, shedding the leather jacket from your shoulders with a bitter feeling seeping into your bones as you did. When there was a knock at your front door you swung it open and passed the jacket to the man stood there.

“I told him to come himself but he wouldn’t listen. Peter refused to come, told him to man up.” Remus muttered with a sympathetic smile on his face.

“Tea?” You muttered as you tried to hold back the tears threatening to consume you once again.

“I’ll make it. Go sit down.” Remus sighed as he made his way to your kitchen with an air of casualness.

When he walked in not 2 minutes later with two cuppa’s you gave him a small smile despite the sadness simmering just below the surface. He sat down next to you holding his own cuppa with one hand as he threw his other arm over your shoulder pulling you into a hug.

“Hey Rem?” You whispered tearfully.

“Yeah?” He replied before sipping his tea.

“You’d of been a really good big brother.” You chuckled softly as you leant against his shoulder, cradling the cuppa in your hands, close to your chest.

“I know things are up in the air with you two but you can always talk to me. Day or night, I’m here ‘kay?” He whispered his tone had your tears once again falling as you cried into his chest.

“I-I love him.” You sobbed as he moved the cups from both your hands placing them in the table before pulling you into his arms.

“I know lovey.” Remus muttered sadly as he stroked your hair.

“Come on, dry your tears and go get dressed. I’ll treat you to Starbucks.” He mumbled as he wipes away the tears off your makeup stained face.

You chuckled softly before wandering off to get rid of the makeup off your face. Once your face was free of all makeup and you’d done your skincare you grabbed a simple lounge set that had a vest style turtleneck, leggings and a cardigan that all matched. Your nails had been done after your music video they had cute little Stitch’s on the middle finger. You slid on your grey fluffy sliders before wandering back out to Remus who was stood, with his car keys hanging off his finger, next to the front door.

“Come on superstar.” Remus joked as he gave you a bright grin.

**********

You finally arrived at Starbucks and instead of going through the drive through you both chose to go into the café. It was 5pm and it would be closing soon so you both figured it would be safe. However the second you walked in you noticed a few more people than usual, a few of which were ogling you both with narrowed eyes as they whispered to there friends.

“What do you want?” Remus asked sweetly as he pocketed his car keys.

“(Your fave Drink) please.” You replied with a shy smile.

‘I thought she was dating Sirius? What a slag.’ You heard someone whisper behind you making your face flush bright red.

You tried to hide behind your sleeves which seemed to draw Remus’ attention from ordering. He looked behind him to see some girls snickering behind you his face instantly showing his anger.

“Have some respect and keep your nose out of peoples business.” Remus hissed as he pulled you in front of him before turning his back to the girls.

“I’ll take a green tea as well. Do you want anything to eat. Your manager said you haven’t been eating much.” He asked softly making you laugh.

“Sure I’ll have a (your choice). Thank you Rem.” You muttered awkwardly as he paid for everything. You waited until everything was ready before taking the food and drinks towards the car.

However once you’d gotten outside there was paparazzi everywhere. You inhaled deeply as you tried to control your anxiety but that many people crowding you wasn’t helping. Remus swore under his breath as he held your drinks and food up so they wouldn’t get knocked as he pushed through the men and women with cameras. The questions were being shouted at you as you neared the car.

‘Are you switching to another member?’

‘Are you still with Sirius?’

‘Did you know he was spotted with two other girls this month?’

You quickly hopped into the car passenger seat ignoring there questioning as Remus did the same. He glanced at you with a worried gaze but made no move to touch you as he could clearly see you were overwhelmed. You grabbed your drink and began sipping it before putting it in the cup holder.

“I hate paps.” You huffed with an eye roll.

“Can’t say we deal with them that much. But maybe it because I don’t go out unless we’re preforming.” He snorted making you laugh as he picked up his tea ignoring the crowd outside the car.

“Shall we take bets on what the headline tomorrow will say?” You snickered making him smirk.

“Hmm. Pop Singer Y/N Y/L/N spotted with new beau.” He chuckled making you laugh.

“Y/N and Remus spotted at Starbucks. New boyfriend or just friends?” You added making him roll his eyes.

“Sirius is gonna lose his shit.” Remus snorted with a smirk.

“Well he left me he hasn’t got a say in anything in my life. I know he’s one of your best friends but right now I don’t wanna deal with his hot and cold.” You sighed as you began munching on your food.

“Understandable.” He muttered softly as he began eating his cheese and ham panini.

“Thank you Rem.” You muttered sweetly as you ate.

“No worries.” Remus replied with a small smile on his face.

********

Is singer Y/N moving on?

Y/N Y/L/N spotted yesterday evening with Remus Lupin, the bass player from The Marauders. He paid for her drink according to an inside source and was seen laughing in the car with one another. Is it really over between Sirius and Y/N? Find out on page 23.

“I swear to god these wankers have no fucking shame.” You growled as your manager slapped this weeks tablet on your desk.

“Are you seriously screwing another one of those idiots?” You manager snapped making you glare at her.

“You know Remus is a friend! He’s practically like a brother to me. I love Sirius. That hasn’t changed.” You shouted at her making her grit her teeth.

“Well next time just order Starbucks off the app! Saves for bad press.” Your manager sighed as you flip her off.

“I’m gonna release a statme—

Your phone ringing interrupted her speech which you were honestly grateful for. You picked up the phone when you saw Remus’ name on the screen.

“Just wanted to warn you Sirius is in his way. He’s pissed. I tried to tell him neither of us would do that but he wasn’t listening. He took a swing at me.” Remus sighed making your eyes widen just as Sirius burst through your front door looking beyond angry.

“You fucking tried to punch Remus?” You screamed as you took the phone away from your ear so Remus’ ears wouldn’t get the brunt end.

“Is that your little boyfriend now?” Sirius snarled as he pointed at your phone.

“Rem I’ll call you back later.” You muttered down the phone.

“He does love you.” Remus muttered before you hung up.

“You seriously tried to punch one of your oldest friends because of the paps?” You scoffed in disbelief.

“Are you seriously trying to date one of my ‘oldest friends’?” He snapped making you shake your head.

“YOU sent him here to get YOUR jacket! I offered him a cuppa and then I spent the next half an hour crying about how much I love YOU! He offered to treat me to a Starbucks to take my mind off it and probably get me to eat since that’s something I don’t often do at the minute! In what world do you think either of us would betray you like that! I told you I loved you and you fucking left me! How dare you barge in here and try to accuse me of anything! How’s Sasha? Or is it Daphne this week? Which model are you banging now, huh?” You screamed, your face turning bright red as angry tears ran down your face.

“I can’t do this anymore. This hot and cold. You don’t wanna commit to me but you don’t want me to be with anyone else. You don’t wanna love me but you want me to keep loving you? It’s not fair Sirius!” You cried out making his eyes soften as his posture shrunk back in.

“I—I’m sorry.” He muttered quietly.

“Just get out.” You sniffled as you turned away from him.

“Y-Y/N…” He tried but you just walked out the room.

A few seconds later you heard your front door slam shut and finally you broke down.

***********

Three months later…

“So Sirius, this is your first solo song. What does this mean to you?” The interviewer asked as Sirius gave a small smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“As you all know I’m not the type of guy to commit to someone. I find it hard with my upbringing and being too proud to seek help. I struggled to deal with a lot of things including expressing my emotions and recently I went through something that kind of knocked me out of it. I decided to seek help for the things I went through in the past and the things I ruined because of it. I wrote this song after my first therapy session.” He answered truthfully. You watched the screen in interest waiting for this new song to finally drop.

“Right well it just turned 10am and the new song is officially out on Spotify. The CD and Vinyls will be released next week in all HMV stores. We will have a short break before Sirius will be play his new single.” The interviewer exclaimed happily. You left the bar deciding you didn’t want to deal with the stares if you broke down.

You hopped into your car and placed your phone with the live stream on your stand. You looked outside making sure no paps had followed before looking down at the screen, the adverts finally coming to an end. When the show came back on it showed Sirius on stage with his acoustic guitar.

You couldn’t take your eyes off the screen. In the past 3 months you had time to think about everything that happened in your relationship. Now you could see where you’d both gone wrong but that didn’t mean you’d run back to him. Not without proof he’d changed, even if forgiving him you’d already done.

‘It's been 7 minutes now since I lost my way, It doesn't seem like long, but my whole world has changed, It's in all the little things, when you smile now it stings, It's been 7 minutes since I lost the girl of my dreams.’

Your eyes widened at the lyrics as you glanced around the parking lot you were parked in before finally making a decision. You put the keys into your car as the song continued.

‘Is it too late to turn around? I'm already halfway out of town. Now I know how I let you down, Oh, I finally figured it out,

I forgot to love you, love you, love you. I forgot to love you, love you, love you.’

You sped towards the station, your heart pounding in your chest as you sped down the road not caring where you parked as you hopped out the car, running straight to the entrance. The secretory grabbed you before you could enter the building making you yelp.

“Not to sound like a diva mate but do you know who I am!?” You shouted as you tried to shove past him.

“No pass. No entry.” He deadpanned making you grit your teeth.

“I swear to—James!” You screamed as you saw a familiar sight of black scruffy curls.

“Y/N?” He muttered in shock as he approached the entrance.

“You know her?” The security guard asked with a raised brow as he seemed to be judging your scruffy ripped jeans, a Beetles T-shirt and your well worn docs.

“That’s Y/N Y/L/N he face is literally on the front of the building.” James snorted as he pulled you into the building.

“Where is he?” You asked softly making him smile.

“Studio 3 he’s still—Y/N! It’s still live!” He tried screaming but you didn’t listen you just ran, straight up the stairs until you reached the studio.

You barged in ignoring the stares from centra crew and fans in the stands as you ran towards the stage. You saw Sirius sat with the interviewer talking again but when he heard someone shout about it being live he looked up and instantly spotted you. Your eyes began watering as he stood up in shock.

“You’re an idiot.” You sniffled as you stood next to the camera which had been turned towards you. You shot a glare at the camera man who quickly turned back to Sirius.

“I’m aware darling.” He chuckled sadly as he walked a single step closer.

“Do you still—

“Always.” You replied before he could even finish his sentence.

“I love you.” Sirius muttered softly his eyes filling with tears as your began streaming down your face.

“I love you too!” You shouted with a more angry tone which had him laughing as you ran up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him into an embrace

“You sure know how to make an entrance don’t you pup.” He whispered into your hair.

“Don’t care. I was at a bar round the corner and I heard the first few lyrics then I drove here like a crazy person. Probably got about 3 tickets and my car has probably been towed. I was about 5 seconds away from fighting the security guard until I saw James. But it’s worth it. You’re worth it.” You whispered sweetly into his neck as he glanced at the interviewer.

“I gotta finish this but if you wait, we can go get some take out and talk. Okay?” He whispered gently making you smile happily.

“Okay.” You giggled as you walked towards the stands ignoring the dirty looks from Sirius’ fans.

Their opinions didn’t matter because he loved me…Sirius Orion Black loved me…

Once the show was done Sirius jogged over to you with a bright grin on his face. You returned it with your hand held out with a hopeful gaze. He happily took your hand as he pulled you out the studio and then the building. When you got out front you could see Peter stood by you car shouting at someone.

“What’s going on?” You asked Peter as you approached your car that was still parked outside the building.

“You can’t park here! I need to tow it or clamp it.” The random man huffed angrily.

“I told him he ain’t claiming shit.” Peter growled making you laugh.

“Thanks Pete. How much to remove a clamp?” You asked seriously making the guy frown.

“£120.” He muttered grumpily.

“1-120? Jesus Christ what do you fucking bastards need with 120! Oh fucking hell here!” You huffed as you slapped 120 in his hand.

As the guy drove off Sirius started laughing making you glare at him, he quickly clamped his mouth shut as you got into your car with a grumpy pout on your face. Sirius hopped into the passenger seat as you drove off towards the closest food place.

“He totally lied it’s only 100 to get a clamp off.” Sirius stated when you began driving.

“I’m not even surprised. Fucking London for you.” You huffed with an eye roll.

You both grew silent as your brain finally caught up with everything that just happened. You’d spent months trying to get over him but the love never left you and the sadness that accompanied didn’t either. You recently came to the realisation that you didn’t think you’d ever love anyone like you’d lived Sirius.

You knew you’d have to let that go though. But now here he sat, healing and calmer than you’d ever seen himS Sirius had always been a ball of excitement, anxiety and hidden pain but as you glanced at his face you could see he wasn’t the same. He was twitching in his seat, he hadn’t turned on the radio to fill the silence because he hated it. He was still and looked almost serene.

“So your song. It was beautiful.” You muttered softly making him glance at you with the softest smile you’d ever seen on his face.

“It’s easy to make a beautiful song about a stunning woman.” He whispered but it wasn’t his usually cheesy flirting, he said it as if it was the most sincere sentence he’d ever muttered.

“So therapy?” You asked nervously, scared he’s shut you out like he always had.

“It’s been going well. My therapist said I bottle things up because I never received love as a child. Which I kind of laughed at. Can anyone imagine a pair of tories showing love?” He joked but his tone was sad.

“However he told me to stop looking to the people that didn’t love him and look at the people who did. We started with easy ones like the band and Mr and Mrs Potter.” He stated as he took a deep breath.

“Then we discussed you. I told him everything and…he explained my inability to commit was due to the fear of a lover one day deciding I wasn’t worth the trouble. I also got diagnosed with PTSD. He told me romantic love doesn’t always last but that didn’t mean it wasn’t worth it. I realised how much I loved you after our 3rd session but I’d started writing the song after our 1st. After some self reflection I realised I love you so much that I…I was scared you’d find someone better. You’re this big pop star that literally walks to the local shop for milk and end up in the tabloids. You sing and preform with people like Eminem and you’ve even dabbled in acting.” He explained calmly making your eyes soften.

“I wouldn’t care of walked in Henry Cavil walked in here. I love YOU.” You deadpanned making him burst out laughing.

“I can’t say the same love. If Mr Cavil came in here I’d leave you.” Sirius joked making you laugh whole heartedly.

“I’m joking obviously…although the witcher…” he trailed off with a smirk.

“Oh yeah if the witcher came in here I’d leave you.” You snickered making him grin.

“We could just share him.” He offered making you match his grin.

“Oh yeah. I could get on board with two long haired hot hunks. I shall call you both my Ying and Yang.” You declared as you pulled up outside Aargrah’s.

“On a serious note pup…I do love you and I-I really hope we can talk about everything and maybe give it another go? Properly this time?” He mumbled in ask uncharacteristically shy manner.

“I-I’d love that.” You whispered with happy tears welling in your eyes as you parked up.

“I love you.” He whispered sweetly his eyes boring into yours.

“I love you too.” You replied as you leant over the stick shift to press a sweet kiss to his lips.

*************

"PUP!” Sirius screamed from down the hall making you jump a little at the sheer volume.

You stood up and made your way upstairs but as you entered the room you could hear why he was screaming. He’d found one of your unreleased songs, shit. Your eyes widened as you noticed the whole room filled with the Marauders. You flushed bright red as the song played through the multiple speakers in your studio. You tried to turn it off, but it only made Sirius click the rewind button to start it again.

‘Every time you come around, you know I can't say no. Every time the sun goes down, I let you take control. I can feel the paradise before my world implodes, And tonight had something wonderful.’

“Is this my--

“Yes, that’s the demo you made but threw away because you thought it was shit.” You interrupted as you tried again to turn it off.

“You should’ve done Rock instead of Pop.” James laughed as he bopped his head to the song.

“Oh hush it’s never gonna get released because my Genre is pop and my label won’t allow it.” You snorted as you turned off the music.

“But ours will. We can call it a feature. Throw in a few bit where James is singing and then put in our next album.” Sirius offered making you frown.

“You’re being serious?” You asked with wide eyes.

“I’m alw—

“Don’t.” You interrupted with a glare.

“What do you think James?” Sirius asked James with a grin.

“I like it. First let’s get the studio packed up then we can discuss it over a cuppa.” James chuckled as he ruffled your hair making you pout as you tried to fix your hair.

Remus laughed at you and threw his arm around your shoulder playfully pinching your ear making you glare up at him.

“Arseholes.” You huffed as you stormed out the room with a smile on your face.

Sirius followed after you with a grin deciding to help you move the table you said you wanted in the studio. You had decided to sell your flat and maybe get somewhere bigger but you knew it would take months so you’d slowly started rearranging things and storing a lot of stuff in boxes until you’d found somewhere else.

Sirius and the boys had offer to help this weekend which you’d been thankful for because a lot of this was private stuff and you didn’t trust moving company’s since the last one stole some shit and sold it online.

Sirius held one side of the table as you grabbed the other. Both of you shuffling towards the studio where the boys were still packing up small objects. You leaned up to give Sirius a kiss which he happily returned with a soft smile on his face.

“Who’d of thought Sirius would be in a stable relationship before Remus and Peter.” James snorted making Sirius throw a fluffy pillow from the small couch in your studio directly at James’ head.

“At least it didn’t take me 12 years to actually get the girl I wanted. Tosser.” Sirius snorted making as James flush bright red.

“Our love story is romantic!” James argued making you snicker.

“It’s tragic. If you guys had worked your shit out before you’d of been married and have like 2 babies by now.” You muttered under your breath but they’d obviously heard.

Sirius burst out laughing leaning over to high five you with a proud smirk on his face.

“That’s my girl.” He cheered excitedly making everyone roll their eyes.

********

Once the boys had gone Sirius stared down at you with a raised brow making you looking around you like you tried to find the reason for the look but he took a step towards you making you suddenly feel like prey in the deadly sight of a predator.

“Bed. Now.” He whispered threateningly as he stalked towards you.

You were up in an instant, running towards your bedroom with an excited grin on your face. You wasted no time in stripping down as Sirius’ footsteps drew closer. He walked into the room just as you had sat obediently on the bed completely naked.

He smirked as he began slowly shedding his clothes as he approached the bed. You bit your lip as he finally shed his boxer briefs, his cock already standing tall with the anticipation of what was about to happen.

“Colour?” He asked softly.

“Green sir.” You replied instantly making him grin from ear to ear.

“Face down arse up pup.” He instructed calmly.

You immediately did as you were told your head resting on your crossed arms, your arse in the air. He softly slapped your left cheek making you giggle, wiggling your hips teasingly. He chuckled before diving down and licking a stripe up your pussy that was already growing in wetness.

It only took a few minutes of licking and sucking for you to feel yourself building Sirius slid two fingers inside you instantly crooked them downwards to push against your g-spot which tipped you over your edge. You knew tonight would be a long one because once you came he began trying to milk another one out of you.

“Come on pup. One more then you can have my cock.” He teased as he began finger fucking into your pussy.

He leant down and sunk his teeth into your arse cheek making you whimper as you pushed back onto his fingers in desperation. He chuckled at the sight his hand coming down to spank you in the place he had just bitten making the sting from the bite amplify.

“Mmm Sirius…p-please need your cock!” You pleaded as his thumb pressed on your clit, his fingers never stopping the assault on your g-spot.

“Ah ah! You don’t make demands pup. Who makes the demands here?” He asked darkly his finger increasing there pace.

“You sir!” You cried out your eyes rolling back onto your head as you gripped at the sheets below you.

“Exactly! Cum for me pup.” He demanded, which was all you needed to send you toppling into another orgasm.

He pulled his fingers out gently before lining up his cock with your soaking wet entrance. He gave no warning just plunged straight into you causing you to gasp in mild shock which quickly dissolved into a moan as he began thrusting into you slowly but deeply.

“Look at you pup. Take my cock so well.” Sirius cooed making your cheeks flush as you nod in agreement.

“Been wanting to bend you over since I heard that song earlier. But then James and Remus had their fucking hands all over you.” Sirius growled making your eyes widen.

“But that’s fine pup because we all know who you belong to.” He chuckled as he sped up his pace making your moans turn to screams of pure pleasure.

His hands gripping your hips as he pulled you back to meet his thrusts making him push as deep as he could go. Your eyes rolled back again as you tried to fight off your 3rd orgasm but he must’ve sensed you holding back because his hands came down and slapped both cheeks making you let out a long drawn out moan.

“Cum for me puppy!” He growled as he slid his hand under you to brush across your clit and that’s all it took to see stars.

“Oh fuck! Such a good fucking girl for me.” Sirius groaned as he punctuated every other word with a deep thrust.

Your hands gripped the sheets, your head buried in them as Sirius drilled into you from behind. Your moans were a continuous stream of nonsense, but it only seemed to rile him up more. His hands were gripping at your love handles now, nails biting the skin. He released your left side, bringing the hand down to slap your arse cheek harshly once again.

“Whose are you pup?” Sirius growled making you flush a deeper red.

“Y-Yours.” You whimpered quietly your head still buried in the duvet below you.

Sirius clearly wasn’t satisfied with that, so he lifted his hand forward and gripped you hair and yanking you into a kneeling positions, his thrust never stopping or slowing down. You moaned loudly as he leaned down enough so his lips were brushing agains your ear.

“What was that puppy?” He taunted harshly making you whimper.

“I’m yours. A-All yours!” You cried out as she slammed the head of his cock into your g-spot.

“Exactly. You’re mine! My slut. MY baby girl! MY PUP!” He snarled as he brought his hand down to circle your clit making you let out a rather undignified squeal.

“C-Can’t...” You cried out making him chuckled darkly.

“One more pup. Come on one more for me.” He moaned huskily as he fucked into your pussy, his palm pressing against your clit as too not overwhelm your overly sensitive pussy.

When you felt your orgasm rising again Sirius sped up his thrusts, his thighs slapping against your arse roughly. His hand slid out your hair and wrapped around your neck pulling you back until your back was resting against his tattoo covered chest. You could do nothing but lean back into his hold as finally your body shook with your orgasm.

“Ooooh fuck! Sirius!” You cried out as you came for the 4th time that night.

“Sh-Shit. Y/N!” He shouted as he came inside you.

You both caught your breath before he pulled out, laying you onto the bed gently as he began kissing your face and shoulders.

“Such a good girl. Were so good for me weren’t you pup?” Sirius whispered sweetly as he lifted you up like princess.

You nuzzled into his neck, your arms thrown loosely around him as he carried you to the bathroom. He sat you on the toilet before he began running a bath. You quickly emptied your bladder, wiping off the cum that had leaked out before Sirius turned back around to look down at you.

“I love you.” Sirius muttered with a truly happy smile on his face.

“I love you too.” You replied with a soft gaze.

“I-I wanted to talk to you about something.” He stuttered, his dominant aura suddenly gone replaced by the insecure man buried beneath. You nodded but waited patiently for him to talk as you smiled at him reassuringly.

“The lads are thinking about moving back to Hogsmeade. James is with that friend from school. She lives there along with all our parents. I was looking at getting my first house and I-I was just wandering if maybe instead of whatever places your looking at…maybe you’d wanna move in with me? Or we’ll get a place together… It’s a small village, really quiet and—fuck this was stupid forge—

“I’d love to.” You interrupted before he talked himself out of it.

“R-Really?” He asked in disbelief.

“Yes! I love the idea of us settling down in small remote village. Ooo can I have a white picket fence? And a flower garden?” You giggled happily as you stared off into space.

When you didn’t get a reply you looked up to see Sirius staring at you with a look of adoration. You flushed a little but that was quickly forgotten when he wrapped his arms around you.

“You can have whatever you want pup.” He chuckled as he bent down to snuggle into your neck.

“Anything? What about if I want 2 puppies, a baby and to be a stay at home wife?” You snickered making him choke on thin air.

“Let’s see where we end up living then we’ll talk about all of that.” He snorted making you laugh.

“I’d make a terrible stay at home wife…can’t cook to save my life.” You laughed making him throw his head back laughing with you.

“Come on let’s get a nice bath then maybe we can’t start looking at some places.” He offered as he helped you into the bath.

************

“This place is so cute.” You gushed as you wandered into the pub ahead of the boys bouncing around excitably.

“I’m starting to understand why you call her puppy.” James snorted as he wandered over to the bar to see his girlfriend.

“Hey bar wench bring me so—

“Sirius! Don’t talk to her like that!” You hissed as you slapped his arm just as James girlfriend plopped down 4 beers and a wine.

“S’Fine lovey. I spat in his beer.” She snorted making Sirius start choking on his beer.

“Woman you best be joking!” He shouted making you giggle as she shot you a wink.

Everyone ordered some food and another round of drinks. Talking happily amongst themselves as people finally started pouring into the pub. You immediately noticed a lot of them were men which made you narrow your eyes a little in confusion but you shook the strange occurrence off turning to Sirius.

“It’s picking up in here isn’t it?” James voiced with a frown.

“Yeah we’ve got a local girl coming to play tonight. She very popular with the lads.” James girlfriend chuckled as a young girl walked in dressed in a cottagecore style pale green dress, lace cream coloured flats and a matching cream cardigan that was knitted. Her hair was in a plait with a few cute white flowers in it with virtually no makeup. She was stunning.

“Shut up she’s about to play.” You whispered as you watched a sweet looking girl get up on stage with an laptop. She hit the space bar on a laptop set up next to her before she stops up straight. Her mouth hovering near the mic as the music started.

However when she began singing she instantly had you all gaping at her in shock.

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James Potter x Regulus Black: A teasing game

(1999 muggle Jegulus AU)

Regulus wasn’t wrong. What James and him have been doing behind everyone’s back is undoubtedly hot.

It’s intoxicating - waiting for each other and never knowing when they’ll be alone next. Stealing glances. Purposefully wearing something to drive the other one mad. Licking chocolate or cream cheese or whatever off their own fingers when the other is staring from across the room.

Regulus has taken to putting his own hands around his throat every time he needs to crack his neck. Knowing it’ll drive James insane that he can’t put his own hands there instead.

Whispers of “you’ll pay for that” as James passes Regulus in the hall. Sticky notes scribbled with ‘I thought about you before bed last night’ left on James’ bedside table.

It’s all addicting.

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It’s not unusual that Regulus and James end up seated together on public transportation. When you’re out with two couples, the two single people tend to get paired together whether they want to or not. But it’s difficult, everytime. Feeling their thighs touching, bouncing off each other when the bus hits a speed bump.

James likes to make sure it’s difficult when he can. Like now, as he trails his fingers over the top of Regulus’ hands for just a second before pulling it away. James turns around in his seat, resting on his heels so he can talk to Sirius and Remus behind him. With the cover of the seat, it’s easy for James to sneak a touch here and there. Letting his hand slip under Regulus’ sleeve. A quick squeeze of his forearm. Torture. Properly mean.

When James finally turns back around, Regulus can barely resist the desire to retaliate. So he waits until everyone is distracted and leans in just enough to whisper one of James’ favorite lines into his ear. “I’m going to make you pay for that later.”

James takes a sharp inhale and accidentally lets his hand grab into Regulus’ thigh, digging in to the point of pain. And Regulus knows he’s won this round of their teasing.

Art by @t.h.tat

#James thought he’d be the one with power and he throught wrong #regulus will kill him with his seduction if it’s the last thing he’ll do #pathetically in love Jegulus pining so hard #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #jegulus fic #modern marauders #muggle marauders #regulus fanfiction #jegulus fluff #Jegulus smut

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cuddlebugsirius · 2 years

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Okay but would you please look at this amazing art @xflattery created for me 🥺🥰 I’m obsessed 🤩

Shot is taken from chapter 5 of my wip Atelier, Bloom St which you can read here

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z0mbieb0ys-recs · 4 months

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got me spinnin’ out of control

by: @static-radio-ao3

Words: 5,229

Ship: Regulus Black/James Potter

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

Regulus Black only has one New Year’s resolution: take a spinning class.

Except, somewhere along the way, the New Year’s resolution has gone from taking a spinning class to taking the spinning class instructor.

#fic rec #jegulus fic #alternate universe #muggle au #modern au #‘james is just happy to be there’#fitness instructor james potter #smut #smut fic rec #smut fic #james potter x regulus black #jegulus #james x regulus #jegulus fic rec #marauders fic rec #ao3 #fanfic #zomebieboyrecs

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fuckmymunson · 2 years

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a/n: so, this post forced me to do this... good evening. | 18+ babes!, minors DNI.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Holding a red box, decorated with a big golden bow, you walk to your stepdad’s office, the skimpiest dress you owned hugging your body similar to the possessive embrace of a lover, the white fabric decorated with yellow flowers, the lace on the hems of the dress and the heart-shaped neckline, framing your breasts and pushing them together. A perfect dress for the perfect day.

“Come in.” You hear his muffled voice across the mahogany door, and you giggle in anticipation at the way his eyes brighten at the sight of you, how his eyes travel across your body without a trace of decency, he loved that dress, he gifted you that dress. As you placed the box on top of his desk, you approached him on the other side, your skirt flowing gracefully with your movements, letting him glimpse your pink pair of underwear that you chose especially for the occasion.

Your hands meet his chest, as your nose brushes his. “Hi, daddy.” His hands are pressed over your hips, dragging you closer and placing you in between his legs.

“Hello, princess.” He coos at you, kissing your jaw and sliding one hand across your thigh. “You look gorgeous.”

“Thanks, daddy.” You giggle again, and he coos at you again, loving how polite his baby is. “I got you a gift.”

A thousand butterflies attack your stomach when you see him smile, those pearly white teeth had you spellbound. “A gift? What for, lovely?” His hand creeps north, ghosting at the edge of your underwear, making you squirm in anticipation.

“Father’s day, of course, daddy.” You pull away for a moment, just to bend over his desk, giving him the perfect view of the adorable curve of your ass, and James can’t help but sigh at the beautiful sight. “I hope you like it.” Handing him the box, you hop just to sit on his desk, your breasts bouncing lightly at the action. James undoes the bow, tossing it aside and carefully unwrapping the gift, careful to not rip it apart, knowing it would break your heart. You watch how his fingers work cautiously, and your gaze fixates on his movements, wishing he was unwrapping you instead, sliding his fingers across your folds, curling them inside you, kissing your lips and calling you a good girl.

He gasps in delight at the red set of lingerie that is presented inside the box, the sheer fabric embroidered with cherries, and next to the set there’s a red tie, the same deep red and also embroidered with cherries and his initials on a golden thread. “Oh, princess, you didn't have to.” He smiles even wider, already picturing how perfect the lingerie set would look on you.

“So we can match, daddy.” He places the box on his desk again and urges you to sit on his lap, you bite your lip when you feel his cock against your underwear, and your hips roll involuntarily, making you mewl in satisfaction and making James laugh. His hand returns to your thighs, this time he flips over the fabric of your dress, exposing your ass to the room. “Did you like it?”

“Oh, I loved it, princess.” He kisses your lips, your jaw and your neck, stopping at your collarbone. His left hand meets your covered cunt, smirking when he finds the material slightly damped. “Let me reward you for such a wonderful gift.” Moaning against his lips, your cheek is pressed against his and your arms are lazily wrapped around his neck, while you ride his fingers, the sopping sounds of your cunt being rewarded are music to your daddy’s ears.

He kisses you while you orgasm on his fingers, curling his digits and pushing them deeper inside your puffy, wet pussy. His favourite gift at the end of the day was you, his princess <3.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

ik i'm a whore<3.

#james potter x reader smut #stepdad!james #stepdad!james x reader #stepdad!james x reader smut #james by omel!#james potter smut #james potter x reader #james potter x y/n #james potter #james potter x you #marauder x reader #modern marauders smut #marauder x reader smut #harry potter smut #james #james potter being the hottest dilf ok #omenhel'swrite<3

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l0st1nw0nd3rland · 1 year

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two chapters in three days?? who am i??

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jilyarchive · 2 years

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Growing (in love)

Title: Growing (in love) Author: casablancas21 Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Smut, Angst Chapters: 15 [WIP] Word Count: 174,734 Summary: James Potter has a lot going on for him. His uni years have been the best he's ever had and his friendliness, popularity and charm go a long way to place him as the go-to bloke if one's looking for a good time. Nevertheless, his final year of school finds him struggling to keep up with the social energy that once enthralled him. He's having a hard time figuring out how to set his own boundaries and what to do about his future. He's also having a really hard time figuring out Lily Evans.

#submission #romance #smut #angst #multichapter #wip #rated m #au #college au #modern au #muggle au #eventual smut #marauders #popular!james #user rec #charming!james

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dearharriet · 3 months

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what could we do with more time?

‘ James flipped his phone open, wondering what you’d put for your contact—a smiley face, maybe, or a heart? He hoped you put a heart. It took his brain far too long to catch up to reality.

With a shock of gut-twisting dread, James realized he’d been so wound up over kissing you that he forgot to ask for your phone number. Your phone number.

He groaned, glancing at his bed longingly, but he knew he wouldn’t fall into it very soon. He’d go back a hundred times before he slept that night if it got him one date with you. ’

PLAYLIST | MOODBOARD

00:00 — JANUARY

04:00 — FEBRUARY/MARCH

08:00 — APRIL

12:00 — JULY

16:00 — MAY/JUNE

20:00 — AUGUST/OCTOBER

23:59 — NOVEMBER

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baddestbittyontheblock · 8 months

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remus lupin fic recs

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✧*:·˚ hi everyone!! here is a list of all the fics that are my favs with tagged writers/authors ✧*:·˚

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𓃭 lovers rock by @cosmal remus lupin x fem!afab!reader | she/her pronouns, modern!au, friends to lovers, absolute idiots in love, mutual pining, oblivious!reader, oblivious!remus, drunk!reader, drunk!remus, alcohol consumption

-you and remus lupin have become really good at stealing each other away from parties.

𓃭 sit down by ^ remus lupin x fem!afab!reader

-remus helps you find an outfit when you're stressed.

𓃭 heatstroke by ^ remus lupin x fem!reader | sick!reader, heatstroke, dizziness, mentions of fainting, mentions of nausea, brief mentions of showering together at the end

-remus is bossy when he’s trying to look after you when you’re ill.

𓃭 size kink with remus lupin by ^ remus lupin x fem!reader | she/her, size kink, piv, rough fucking, 2.1k

-remus lupin is tall. expected, he fucks well too. fucks you into oblivion.

𓃭 blooming blueberry by @letterstotheflre mafia!remus x reader | just a hint of smut at the end, 1.6k

-remus surprises his sweet girlfriend at her bakery

𓃭 dad!remus by @randomoutsiders dad!remus lupin x reader

-what Remus would be like as a dad

𓃭 cute fic by ^ husband!remus x pregnant!reader | fluff, mentions of alcohol

-romantic happy life with remus our family and lily and the marauders

𓃭 poly!marauders by ^ poly!marauders x reader | sub!james x sub!fem!reader x dom!remus x dom!sirius, mention of eating, swearing, mentions of sex, nicknames, subspace, hickies, mention of a punishment, 18+, NSFW, 1.5k

-"we should get going." twitching fingers fasten the third to last button on your blouse, vermillion tie hanging loosely around your bruising jugular.

𓃭 be a good bunny and let me kiss you by @robynlilyblack remus lupin x fem! shy!reader | heated, kissing, mentions of hickeys, smoking weed, drugs, drinking and being tipsy, established relationship, fluff

-as the party dies down and everyone's falling asleep, Remus can't help but pepper his girl in kisses...and hickeys

𓃭 agreement by @lionizingheathen flatmate!remus lupin x fem!reader | smut (smut, oral sex male recieving, face fucking, pet names, cum swallowing)

-giving your flatmate, remus lupin a blowjob to help him relax

𓃭 casual dominance by @luveline remus lupin x fem!reader | fluff, 1k

-just remus being casually domestically dominant

𓃭 remus blurb by ^ remus lupin x reader

-you might have worried that a long separation would make things fall apart. remus would want things you couldn't offer over the phone, or he'd find someone at his university that was more interesting, but one conversation kept you going, one confession

𓃭 band blurb by ^ bassist!remus x roadie!fem!reader | 1k, vague adult theme, mdni , modern au

-"there you are," remus says, as though he's said it a hundred times before, and he'll say it a hundred times again. "i've been looking for you."

𓃭 remus blurb by ^ remus lupin x reader

𓃭 band blurb by ^ bassist!remus x roadie!fem!reader | 1k, vague adult theme, mdni , modern au

-"there you are," remus says, as though he's said it a hundred times before, and he'll say it a hundred times again. "i've been looking for you."

𓃭 remus looking out for you by ^ remus lupin x reader

-remus casually caring for you when you’re out, always having a hand on your waist when you’re in an unfamiliar group, bundling you up for the cold, etc.

𓃭 rockstar blurb by ^ rockstar!remus lupin x shy!fem!reader

-the key card wakes you up. they always beep in the fancy hotels, and you're more lightly dozing than really truly sleeping.

𓃭 dealer!remus dealer!remus x innocent!reader | mention of drugs

-you didn't want to go collect the weed. marlene promised she would be on time, but then she got busy at school-no doubt ditched you for a girl, not that you minded- but the dispensary was scary.

𓃭 the gist of it by @yellow-berrys remus lupin x fem!reader

-you’re meeting Remus’ mother for the first time, and it’s overwhelming how lovely the house is. domesticity diaries pt 1

𓃭 if i talk to you that way by @vxntagedior dealer!remus lupin x fem!reader | angst, fluff, grumpy/sunshine, mentions of slapping, 1.0k

-remus is concerned about the reaction you gave to him after he pulled a prank on you

𓃭 will you marry me? by @perpetuallydaydreaming remus lupin x fem!reader | fluff, angst, no mention of the word y/n, childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining, character death

-5 times remus has asked you to marry him and 1 extra.

𓃭 dealer blurb by @remusslove dealer!remus lupin x innocent!reader x dealer!lily evans

-“baby- you think you could pass me that paper over there?” lily asked you politely reaching her hand out. you nodded happily completing the favor the ginger haired girl asked you to do.

𓃭 oh he is by @melodramaschild remus lupin x reader

-remus is always a dom before the full moon and all suby right after.

𓃭 remus being possessive by @theemporium remus lupin x reader

-full moon remus being possesive

𓃭 watch over you by @scvrllet the marauders x platonic!fem!reader | angst

-the marauders may have passed but that doesn’t mean they have left you

𓃭 dealer!remus blurb by @inkdrinkerworld remus lupin x reader

-remus doesn’t even tell you to behave. he just gives you a look and a warning squeeze on your thigh

𓃭 cute dealer!remus by ^ remus lupin x reader

-it's friday, so that means it's your self care night

𓃭 remus blurb by @sinnersami remus lupin x reader | minors dni, smuttiest smut

-big dick remus :P

𓃭 marauders by @moonstruckme poly!marauders x fem!reader | 1.1k

-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.

𓃭 over the influence by @bruisedboys remus lupin x fem!reader | friends to lovers, friends trying really hard to be lovers, fluff, mutual pining, lovesick oblivious remus, drunk!reader, modern!au, rugby!james cw, reader wears a skirt, alcohol consumption, 2.9k

-remus lupin is not your boyfriend, but he sure knows how to act like he is.

𓃭 remus blurb by @sweetiecutie remus lupin x fem!reader | nsfw, reader isn’t medically prescribed to wear a bra

-ever since the beginning of your relationships with Remus you have noticed his special interest in your breasts.

𓃭 casual dominance drabble by @xxhispieceofheavenxx remus lupin x reader

- part 2 , part 3 , part 4

#marauders era #marauders x reader #marauders imagine #marauders #remus lupin smut #remus lupin x reader smut #remus lupin imagines #harry potter #harry potter universe #remus lupin imagine #fic recs

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