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roxsas · 6 months
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ha ha ha tmi but
merri kurisumasu to you too, uterus
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kai-o-tic · 1 month
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Two days to render *dies*
Anyway, curious sharkray Ghost watching his diver Johnny draw something
Quality probably got ate by tumblr i am sure.
Edit: forgot to add an explanation for the E.Mactavish on his name tag on his arm. It stand for Eóin Mactavish. It's a hc that my partner suggested for one of our aus (i don't remember which one ^^") and i've kept the idea in a bunch of other aus. Eóin is basically a scottish gaelic version of John from what google says. And i still dont know how to pronounce it. Just like Price is actually Jonathan, Soap is Eóin but they're both called John because it's simpler for them.
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ilustrariane · 1 year
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You Are Music
Oh, you are music Beautiful music And you are light to me
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Aaand hello everyone!!! this account was banned for over a week cause i trusted it to someone i shouldnt, yes very stupid i know. *sigh* anyways, i dont want to talk about that person.
So, i was having terrible insomnia and i decided it was time to go back to my old habits of reading before bed, and guess what, i chose one of my favorite Phantom of The Opera fanfics... BENEATH THE SHADOWS.
I dont need to tell you all that it gave me phantom fever and crazy inspiration lol so heres a fanart. Who missed my phantom content?
Oh, yeah, it cured my insomnia...eventually!
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xjustakay · 3 months
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✺ (3/10) ✺ @jegulus-microfic prompt: sugar — 1,146 words (jegulus dads ft. harry; when the five year old is on a sugar high)
Immediately upon getting home from his meeting, Regulus is aware that things have not gone to plan. James was meant to pick up Harry from his mums’, and the two of them were supposed to decide on dinner and their entertainment for the evening. They usually have a movie night together, the three of them, when Harry first comes back to theirs again, but it seems his husband and his son had other plans upon coming home.
Because they’re out in the backyard on the trampoline. 
Regulus hears Harry’s loud laughter carrying from the back screen before he even has to check. Setting his keys aside, he makes his way to the door to the backyard. He stands there inside for a moment, helplessly fond as he watches where Harry sits cross-legged, looking up at James, waiting.
James bounces gently in place a short distance from where the five year old sits before launching himself to land on his feet closer beside him. It flings Harry a few inches off the trampoline’s surface, his little limbs flailing as he shrieks excitedly. He flops flat onto his back afterward, lost in a string of giggles that ends up turning into ��again, again, again!’
Two peas in a pod, James laughs with him, then reaches with both hands to tow Harry back up in his previous position. Before James can properly send him bouncing as he had moments prior, both of their heads whip in the direction of the sliding screen door when Regulus opens it to step outside.
“Papa!” Harry smiles widely, waving over at him with both hands. “Papa, watch this! Daddy can make me fly.”
“Oh, he can, can he?” Regulus smirks, coming off the patio onto the grass near the trampoline.
Harry nods and looks up at James. “Show him, daddy.”
Despite the fact that he’d just witnessed it moments ago before joining them, Regulus plays along, pretending to be awed by the way James jumps and causes Harry to bounce up off the trampoline. Again, Harry giggles for several seconds, cheeks rosy and smile unrelenting as he rolls from being flopped on his back onto his belly.
“You gotta try it, papa,” Harry tells him. “Daddy’s been doing it for ages now and it’s so fun every time.”
Regulus chuckles with a slow shake of his head. “Where’s all this energy coming from, I wonder?”
“Cookies!” Harry answers immediately, squirming up onto his knees.
One dark brow arches, Regulus’ eyes shifting to James who has the decency to look momentarily sheepish under the questioning look.
“Cookies before dinner?” He asks pointedly.
“I can explain,” James starts.
“Mama was making a whole bunch of them and mum sent me here with a big plate to share with you and daddy,” Harry explains for him.
“So, really, that look should be reserved for Pandora and Lily, my love,” James chimes in.
Regulus smiles tightly, head cocking to the side. “I’m sure you’d prefer that.”
James grimaces faintly and clambers off the trampoline, out through the zip-up mesh opening that keeps the edges screened in, to come to Regulus’ side. A large hand falls at his waist, Regulus still managing to look sternly up at him even when James leans down to kiss his cheek. He clearly has been humoring their son for a while, because he’s flushed and a little sweaty, slightly out of breath and so warm at Regulus’ side.
“You know how hard it is to get him to settle down when he’s had too much sugar,” Regulus points out.
“I know, I’m sorry.” James smooths his hand along his lower back in a continuous motion.
Regulus hums, gaze drifting to where Harry half-runs, half-bounces around the full circle of the trampoline. “How many did you let him have?”
“Just one, I swear.” James follows his line of sight, stepping even nearer to him to curl his arm around his waist. “But he did mention that Pandora had been letting him help in the kitchen, and you know that means—”
“Licking all the spoons.”
“And handfuls of chocolate chips. Ah, and some of them are frosted, even, so uh… icing taste tests, too.”
“Great.” Regulus shakes his head. “This has to be some kind of payback for when we brought him and Luna back to theirs after all that cake and candy at Ron’s birthday party.”
James chuckles and squeezes gently at his side. “He’ll crash soon enough, surely.”
“I assumed that’s why you brought him out here in the first place,” Regulus says.
“It was either that, or his suggestion to build a pillow fort pirate ship in the living room. I felt this was less jarring for you to come home to.”
Regulus watches as Harry does a quick somersault only to spring back to his feet, bounce twice in place, and purposely land on his bum with another bounce. He laughs breathlessly, adjusting glasses knocked askew by the impact, and Regulus can’t help but huff a quiet laugh of his own. Hopped up on sugar as he may be, Harry’s joy is never a thing Regulus takes for granted. Even in the silliest of moments —if not especially then.
“You’re going to sleep like babies tonight,” Regulus comments.
“Probably true.”
“After a solid bath time because you’re both so gross right now.”
James snorts, giving a tilted nod of his head in agreement. “Fair.”
“Have to figure out dinner still, too.”
“We could order a pizza to make things easy?” James suggests. When Regulus nods in reply, he nods, too. “I can stay out here and help him run off some more of the sugar high if you want to go ring it in?”
“No, I’ll watch him. You go inside and get yourself some water before you pass out or something,” Regulus teases.
“I’m fine, thank you. I’m in excellent shape,” James scoffs. Lower, just for him, he murmurs, “A fact you’re very well aware of, my love.”
He punctuates the playful remark by nipping gently at the edge of Regulus’ jaw. Regulus bats him away, lips twitching upward in a smile that couldn’t be held back even if he tried.
“Heathen,” He mutters.
“That’s me. Your heathen husband.” James smacks an overdramatic kiss to Regulus’ cheek this time before separating.
Harry hops up closer to the trampoline’s edge, hands braced carefully on the outside net to ask, “What’s a heathen, papa?”
Regulus hears James laugh loudly behind him on his way inside. 
He shakes his head, grinning fondly as he looks back at Harry. “Don’t worry about that, darling. Why don’t you show me how your cartwheels are coming, hm?”
Harry brightens immediately, nodding and leaping backward. “Okay! Make sure you’re watching the whole time!”
Nothing else in the world seems more worth Regulus’ time than watching their boy be so happy. Riled up on sugar or otherwise.
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crimsonbubble · 1 year
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Thigh riding and dirty talk with the val guys 🙏
cw. nsfw, gn!reader, thigh riding, praise, degradation, overstimulation, marking, poorly translated languages *not proofread, just pure brainrot
[breach isn't here bc I just didn't want to write for him :// this is so rushed and half assed im sorry 😭😭]
MINORS DNI!!
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brimstone (daddy issues popped out with this one yikes)
a sweetheart
literally so attentive
does the work for you
holds you against him as he rocks your hips against his thigh
"atta boy/girl, doing so good baby."
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chamber
cocky mf
he either sits back and watches you do all the work
or literally can't sit still and guides your hips over his thigh
loves watching you melt into him when he guides your hips to ride out your orgasm
likes when your nails dig into his shoulders when he keeps your hips moving after your first orgasm
"you can give me one more, right mon ange (my angle)?" "be good for me and give me one more, pour que je puisse m'occuper de toi. (so I can take care of you)."
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cypher
good mix of degradation and praise
loves to see you get all flustered when you rub against him
lives for the way you get flustered and hide your face behind your hand
"oh come on, is that the best you can do?"
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harbor
his focus is on you
forget about him
let him take care of you
holds you so carefully
rubs your back as his hands follow the movements of your hips
"don't worry about me, let's focus on you, yea?"
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kay/o
he's a robot therefore he vibrates
I feel like you'd have to like show him porn or smth to get him to understand the concept of dirty talk
but I feel like he'd be a little stiff with it, not really sure what to do
but give him time to research and study a bit and he'll get the hang of it
"take it easy, just like that."
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omen
so touchy
literally wants you to cling to him
like just bury yourself into his arms as you pleasure yourself on him
lets out soft grumbles that can only be considered as some form of purring
"my sweetling, so good to me."
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phoenix
literally does not know when to shut up
will run his mouth about how good you look and how well you're doing
easiest way to shut him up is to kiss him
the easiest way to keep him quiet is to make out with him
not just a few short kisses
I mean full sloppy kisses, desperate grabbing at each other and feeling all over one another
"c'mon baby, do it for me." "fuck, you're so good to me."
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sova
an absolute sweetheart like brim
he'll keep his hands on your thighs as you rut against him
he'll take over when you start whining and slowing down
praise praise praise
sova loves seeing how your cheeks grow warmer and how you hide your face when he tells you how pretty you look
"such a good boy/girl for me, дорогой (sweetheart)." "its okay, I've got you, keep going for me, малыш (baby)
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yoru
mixes praise and degradation like he's a fckn chef or smth
gets off on you rutting against his thigh as much as you're getting off to you rutting on his thigh
hickeys upon hickeys
love bites upon love bites
he can't keep his mouth off you
"look at the mess you made on me, you little whore." "fuck you look so pretty like this, fuckin use me, c'mon."
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writer-freak · 1 year
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Valorant men reacting to you kissing them on the cheek
Request from @oyasumimosura: Can I request how valorant men would react to the reader kissing their cheeks when they successfully did their mission? Theyre not together but the Valo men got a crush on (y/n)
Characters: All the current agents besides Breach because I just really couldn't write him sorry
Warnings: gn reader, no pronouns mentioned, headcanons, maybe bit ooc, english isn't my first language sorry A/n: I'm so sorry for taking so long with this request I was grieving a lot and fell into depression, but now I'm feeling a bit better, so I immediately started with finishing up this request. Hope you can forgive the long wait and I hope you enjoy my writing<3
I will also finish the other requests soon most of them I already started before everything happened, but I still need to finish them
I had fun with this request, but I'm not so confident with writing Brimstone, KAY/O and Harbor, so I put them at the very end
Comments, likes and reblogs are appreciated like always🖤
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Chamber
He is also pretty full of himself and would regularly flirt with you  Nobody thinks too much of it because this just seems to be his character but with you, he was actually trying to win you over He cheekily asked you if you would give him a kiss if the next mission was a success You kind of waved him off not really answering  Believing it to be one of his antics again and nothing would follow When he came back from the mission successful he went over to you  Before he could open his mouth to say anything you leaned in and kissed him on the cheek  You cheekily pulled away and then just went to the others talking about what exactly happened on the mission Chamber was slightly flustered but would cover it up, and follow you trying to talk to you Maybe you were more interested in him than he thought Sova
He is such a sweetheart
You were worried about the next mission believing it to be very risky
Sova comforted you telling you that everything would be fine 
You calmed down for now but of course, felt nervous again while the mission was going 
Finally, the team came back and you went straight to Sova wrapping your arms around his neck and giving him a quick peck on the cheek
He was surprised when you suddenly just ran into his arms but he enjoyed the affection 
He was surprised by the kiss but he probably won't have that big of a reaction in front of everyone 
Maybe a light flush on his cheeks and a smile on his lips but inside he is feeling way too much at once
He really likes you and hopes that soon he can ask you out
Gekko
I think Gekko is normally affectionate with you and would come to you after your missions to hug you and stuff 
So you bought about also doing that for him so this time you waited for him to come back and just jumped into his arms when you saw him
You would welcome him back and give him a kiss on the cheek while he continues to hold you
He feels so giddy from your affection and gives some back to you
I could imagine him being a bit more shy when he has a crush on you because he doesn't want you to find out his feeling
In total though he thinks that you two should really start doing that for each other after every mission, even if you went to the mission together 
Phoenix
I don't know why you would give this man a kiss after a successful mission because he is gonna brag about it forever
With his outgoingness, he is gonna tell everyone about how you decided to give him a kiss
Even if someone tells him that a kiss in the wheel isn't special he will not listen to them
He just loves any kind of attention from you that he can get 
If you are fine with it he will also give you a kiss on the cheek 
He also wants to show you his appreciation and these interactions could spark a flame between you two
This kiss could maybe be the starting sign for you two
Yoru
You talked to Jett and she dared you to kiss Yoru when he comes back from his mission 
Jett knows about Yoru's little crush on you and just wanted to see his reaction 
You easily agreed and then together you waited for the team to return 
When you heard them arriving you got up and quickly spotted him 
Jett didn't specify where you should kiss him so you pressed your lips to his cheek quickly 
He is just so smug about this kiss and will start teasing you 
Just talking about how you really missed him so much and couldn't wait for him to be back
I think under his exterior he is quite flustered but he wouldn't want anyone to know about that so he covered it up with teasing
Maybe this is even the perfect opportunity to ask you out on a date
Cypher
This mission a hyphen just saved everyone and you really wanted to thank him for that
You went up to him and kissed his masked cheek telling him that he was amazing
It would take him a second to register what you did but the lingering warmth on his cheek showed him that this really just happened
That was unexpected and he would chuckle, thanking you for appreciating his work
He is happy that the mask doesn't let you see how much this little gesture actually affected him
But you can hear how happy he is just from his voice
Omen
It was a spur-of-the-moment thing, you just leaned in and gave his cheek a kiss 
Omen as we all know isn't really one to show his emotions outwardly 
It seems like he doesn't really care but he does thank you and the is just some sort of tenderness in his voice 
He could become embarrassed if you kiss him and then also give him a lot of praise for doing so well 
If you know him well enough though you would be able to hear the embarrassment in his voice though
Brimstone
We all know Brimstone is the more professional type and I don't know how well he would take to public affection 
You two are probably already very close because otherwise, I don't think he wouldn't have the most positive reaction 
But if you two are close then maybe putting aside that you kissed him on the cheek in front of everyone 
He would use the kiss to motivate himself and just know that there is always someone proud of him and his work 
Also, I can imagine some agents cooing when you kiss him just to embarrass you two even more
KAY/O
You just were happy to have KAY/O back so when he came up to you to talk you gave him a quick kiss on his cheek
So KAY/O is sentient and everything but I don't really know if he can feel you giving him the kiss
Even if for him personally the kiss emotionally maybe doesn't mean much he knows what it means to humans
He would thank you and verbally try to express how he recognizes the meaning of these physical gestures 
Maybe he would just show a heart on his monitor and I think that says enough for you
Harbor
Harbor has such a positive energy who wouldn't want to give this man some affection
He would have such a radiant smile on his face when your lips come in contact with his cheek
The affection and praise would fill him with joy and he is someone who will give you affection back
Man this guy will give you the affection back tenfold 
He really values you and wishes nothing more than to have a closer relationship with you
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Thanks for reading and I appreciate all the support💙
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dorangenut · 1 year
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valorant agents
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swingstep · 11 months
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in which two demon slayers with No Common Connections Whatsoever get assigned a joint mission
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userghouls · 4 months
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"Buy stuff, kaching, lil' skkkrrrr, then we're done, yeah?"
Valorant Agents [Cinem/atics]
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craykaycee · 10 months
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May I please boop the sun :>
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Boop!
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kai-o-tic · 1 month
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First time in years that i actually draw mers in May XD
Sharkray Mer Ghost and Diver Soap
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sensei-venus · 3 months
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@gemini-sensei
Kinda digging the idea of Omega!Reader who is pregnant but doesn’t know it just yet.
She starts nesting a lot more. The small nest in her and her mates room doubles in size within days. More and more clothes seem to find their way out of their closet and hampers. All of it going straight into her nest. It’s made into the flooring and sides, blankets cover most of it and bulk up the inside. Pillows are thrown all over the place but at the same time for her they are perfectly positioned.
She doesn’t even notice she is doing it and finds herself sitting inside of it.
Never thinking much of it after that but the nest just keeps growing until it just stops.
Then it’s her lazing around in the soft fortes for hours. Some times it’s just long naps other times it’s her just sitting or laying down. It’s not something that is normal to her but it just feels right.
Then comes the part where she’s more clingy and begging her mate to stay with her. Allowing them to come in to her nest. Something that it privet and personal to an omega. Even for a mate. All she wants is for them to stay in the nest with her for long periods of time. To hold and cuddle her, or just sit with her at the very most.
It’s only a matter of time before her mate starts to really question what is going on with her.
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gemini-sensei · 4 months
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Pregnant!Omega!Reader who was abandoned by her alpha one day opening her front door and finding a pup in a basket.
She immediately picks him up and brings into the warm house. He has a little note laid over his blanket saying "I know you'll take care of him." It's not hard to imagine why the note might say that, Reader came from money. When her parents found out her jerky alpha left her pregnant, they bought her a pretty and big cottage style home and give her money all the time to take care of herself and her pups. She's taken care of so the mysterious pup must be too if left with her, right?
Immediately, she knows the pup is hungry and sits down to nurse him. He suckles at her newly swollen tits and drinks the fresh milk from them happily. He's so hungry that he drinks so much and almost makes himself sick, the poor thing she burps him and he snuggles up to her big body and warmth.
However, soon he's whimpering again. She tries everything only to realize he needs an alpha to make him feel safe.
So she takes him to the dojo where all her alpha friends are. They smell the scent of the pup before she walks through the door with him and are so confused.
"Alpha?" She asks softly once inside the safety of the dojo walls.
Everyone knows when she says "alpha" she means Hawk. They'd been best friends forever and always promised to be there for each other. They weren't mates but they should be. Everyone knew they were in love with each other but too scared to admit it, especially with Reader's pregnancy and new abandonment issues.
He goes to her nevertheless and checks her over for any injuries. "Omega," he breaths once he's sure she's safe, then looks into the blankets she holds and stares at the whimpering pup. He's so small in her arms, holding onto her shirt with an iron grip. "Who is this?"
"I don't know," she tells him and holds him out to her friend. "But he's scared. He needs an alpha to say it's alright."
Hawk hesitates for a moment but ultimately takes the baby. Ye holds him because Reader asked him to, but as soon as the baby is in his arms, his instincts tell him he needs to protect this little one at all costs. He holds the pup close and scents him gently, making the little one finally calm down. He even falls asleep in Hawk's arms.
Then there's Reader, standing there holding her round twin belly and watching Hawk with admiring eyes. He brings her under one arm while cradling the pup in his other. She nestles into his side and chirps softly, happy he helped her. She smiles up at him and says, "I've been calling him Harry. Do you think that's a nice name for him?"
Meanwhile, all their friends at (1) lost and confused about the mysterious pup and (2) silently wishing their friends would fucking get together already. They're tired of them beating around the bush but if this bizarre situation proved anything, it was that their friends needs to be mates already.
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kaiserouo · 4 months
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killer robot
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xjustakay · 3 months
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jegulus micro(?)fic — 2,213 words. nsfw; the ‘James-desperately-needs-something-in-his-mouth’ episode (dedicated to my dear darling @imdamagecontrol<3)
James’ hands flex in and out of fists behind his back, wrists straining against silk tied in a firm knot around them. In reality, if he squirmed enough he could probably worm his way out of the restraint, it’s just one of Regulus’ ties, after all. But that’s not really the point.
The point, actually, is that James needs this.
He’s been so stressed lately, juggling more than he can properly carry, and it’s started to weigh on him. Make him overwhelmed. Change his mood enough to be apparent. Typically, he does a good job at hiding it, but some days…
Some days the itch beneath his skin gets a little too insistent. Some days his tone turns clipped and his mannerisms become twitchy and all that he feels is suddenly visible. 
And those days, well. Those days pile up, to the point that he needs a good break.
Regulus doesn’t particularly enjoy it when he lets himself get so deep in it —there’s been pointed comments about taking care of himself over the last couple days as he’s noticed progressive changes in James. So when James had come home today after yet another long one, feeling ready to tear right out of his own skin, he’d asked.
“Can you take care of me tonight?”
Once he’d made sure he understood what it was James was asking for, Regulus was quick to give him just what he needed. A loose hold at his throat, a level stare as he pulled him inches away from his face.
A promise between the lines of Regulus’ murmured, “Be good and wait for me.”
He’d waited on the floor at the foot of the bed for ten minutes after stripping down to just his briefs, knees twinging as he tried to balance his weight more comfortably. Then Regulus had come in, wordlessly giving him a once-over before he undressed. He’d muttered gentle praises when James had let him tug both arms behind his back, Regulus securing his tie around his wrists.
Now, a familiar hand brushes his cheek, trails down to his neck. Regulus thumbs at his Adam’s apple and James swallows beneath it, staring at the jut of Regulus’ hip bone where he stands in front of him.
“Alright?” Regulus checks, hand curling loosely around his throat, pulling him close again, just like earlier.
James inhales deeply where his nose presses right above Regulus’ navel. He leaves a gentle kiss there, nods his head. The hand at his throat tightens.
“Use your words,” Regulus instructs.
“I’m good.” 
James traces his tongue downward, through the thin trail of dark hair that disappears beneath the waistband of Regulus’ briefs. He catches the elastic between his teeth, tugs at it, lets it snap back against porcelain skin. Ducking lower, James mouths at the outline of Regulus’ cock, tongue wetting the fabric and feeling the way he’s slowly filling out under the attention. Regulus allows it for a few seconds more, a low hum leaving him that has heat pooling low in James’ stomach.
The pressure at James’ throat shifts and Regulus’ fingers sink into his dark hair, grip slowly tightening, palm a solid weight at the nape of his neck. His other hand tucks beneath James’ chin, his head guided into tilting backward between the two. James blinks slow, looks up toward Regulus’ face from beneath his lashes. Breathes deep. Waits.
“What do you need tonight, James?” Regulus asks; his voice is honey, thick and sweet and dripping warmth down every groove of James’ spine.
He keeps James’ chin in the curl of his fingers but stretches his thumb to trace a slow circle around his mouth. He leaves it pressed against James’ bottom lip, James darting his tongue out at it for the briefest taste. One brow arches as Regulus looks down at him.
“Something in your mouth, maybe?” 
When all James does his nod, Regulus tugs sharply at the back of his hair —an unspoken demand. James’ mouth drops open, a soft gasp between parted lips.
“Yes,” He whines. “Please.”
“There you go, baby, that’s so good,” Regulus hums.
James’ lips twitch helplessly when Regulus moves to readjust his glasses for him. It’s such a tiny gentleness, a common show of his care for him, no matter how out of place it may seem in a moment like this. 
The fond appreciation that unfurls warmth in his chest is derailed in seconds by the shift of Regulus’ foot, nudging between his thighs, pressing. James’ eyelids flutter as he sucks in a shallow breath. His hips twitch forward against the barely-there pressure on his cock, hard and aching in his own briefs.
“Do you think you deserve it?” Regulus asks. 
He tugs at James’ hair again to jerk his head back further, presses his foot more firmly between his legs. James is already starting to feel dizzy with it; the waiting, the care, the teasing, all building into a burning buzz that’s much more pleasant than the anxious itch that’s bothered him for days. He rocks against Regulus’ foot with a shaking, needy sound crawling up his throat.
“I need it, baby.”
“But that’s not what I asked this time, is it?” Regulus counters, tone vaguely patronizing.
It shouldn’t make James’ cock twitch the way that it does, really. Shouldn’t make him unable to bank a whimper when he rocks his hips forward again.
“Do you think you deserve it?” Regulus repeats. He inches his foot away, and James whines in protest. “God, listen to you. You really do need it, don’t you?”
James nods urgently, breath hitching in his chest. “I do. Please, Regulus.”
It’s a miracle he doesn’t whimper another time when Regulus takes a small step backward, all touch falling away from him. The silver lining is watching him tuck a thumb into either side of the band on his briefs, pulling them down and stepping out of them.
Wanting eyes immediately land on Regulus’ cock the second it’s in front of him. Even the huff of Regulus chuckling above him doesn’t draw his focus away. He watches intently as Regulus wraps a hand around himself and strokes slowly.
Blown pupils hide nearly all the grey of Regulus’ irises when James finally glances up at his face again. He shifts up straighter on his knees, mouth falling open already when Regulus steps forward. A smirk tugs at the corners of Regulus’ lips and his free hand sinks into James’ hair.
He pauses in guiding his cock to James’ waiting mouth, slick head nudging his bottom lip. “What do you say?”
“Thank you.” Punches breathlessly out of James in an instant.
Regulus’ smirk inches wider and he gives a single nod. It’s all the go ahead James needs to tilt forward and finally —finally— take him into his mouth. The grip in his hair tightens as James swallows his length down, letting the weight of him settle on his tongue. He hums appreciatively around him, keeping his motions shallow to hit the back of his throat each time.
Despite the tight hold on his hair, Regulus lets James move as desired. His wrists strain against the silk around them when he instinctively wants to reach forward and balance his hands on Regulus’ thighs, but he’ll make do. He always does.
After a little while, Regulus’ other hand joins the first in his hair. He halts James’ continued movements and holds him in place. 
James moans the second he starts fucking into his mouth, eyes rolling back. There’s spit collected at the corners of his mouth, sliding down his chin. Each snap of Regulus’ hips has his cock hitting the back of his throat, his moans turning garbled and wet —filthy— while Regulus looses a winded string of swears.
“This— fuck—” Regulus hisses when he thrusts forward again and James swallows, letting him feel the way his throat tightens. “This is exactly what you needed, isn’t that right, baby?”
James hums his answer, eyelids fluttering as he opens glassy eyes to look up. There’s tears building at the corners, and on a particularly hard snap of Regulus’ hips one rolls hotly down his cheek. His cheeks burn, that and the panted breaths out his nose fogging up the bottom of his glasses lenses.
James doesn’t fucking care. He doesn’t care about any of it. Let Regulus make a complete mess of him. Let Regulus use him as he sees fit. 
This is all James wanted, what he needed. To release the tension he’s been feeling for days, to give up the vice grip he’s tried to maintain on control of anything at all. To be taken care of in this way; something filling his mouth and Regulus just taking from him.
He knows when Regulus is close; words are no longer manageable and his thighs tremble, thrusts becoming erratic. James expects him to come down his throat, is awaiting the burst of warmth, ready to eagerly swallow all he has to give him. But abruptly, Regulus yanks at his hair with both hands, tugging him off.
James whines brokenly, a thick string of drool connecting the corner of his mouth and Regulus’ cock. His throat is wrecked; it’s a pitiful, pathetic sounding thing when he manages a desperate, “No.”
Panting, Regulus shakes his head back and forth. One hand moves from James’ hair, thumb breaking the string of spit when he smears the slickness surrounding James’ mouth. Making an even bigger mess of him. James licks after it, twists his tongue around it, trying to be enticing, trying to get him back inside.
Regulus drops his hand entirely, grips his cock instead. He stares intently down at him, demands from between his teeth, “Keep your tongue out for me.”
Wanting to be good and knowing what’s next, James obliges. Regulus drags his hand in hurried tugs over his cock and he watches hungrily. Anticipation burns a fire in James’ veins, sends his pulse roaring in his ears, as he waits, spit pooling in his open mouth, dripping more down his chin. 
It’s a minute more before Regulus cries out, head thrown back and hips lurching forward as he comes. Hot strips of white land on James’ top lip, his tongue, his glasses. Cum drips down the one lens to land on his cheek and James can’t hold back a whimper, mouth still open. He hasn’t been told to close it yet.
“Fucking Christ,” Regulus groans, hand slowing over himself as he comes down from his orgasm. 
His chest is as flushed as his face, heaving with uneven breaths, and he’s fucking gorgeous like this. Wrung out and a little wobbly on his legs, shiny-eyed and out of breath. James feels just as high as Regulus looks. Even with his cock still painfully hard and leaking in his briefs, his knees throbbing when he shifts his weight for the first time in too long.
Regulus finally lets go of his length, gripping James’ slick chin instead. He swipes his thumb through the cum on James’ lip, his cheek. Collects what he can from his face, and dips a little into James’ waiting mouth to wipe it off onto his tongue a few times. Gathering as much as he can for him.
Finally, Regulus tells him, “Swallow, baby.”
James does without hesitation, moaning at the familiar taste down his throat. There’s still cum on his glasses, blurrily obscuring his view of Regulus on the one side when he blinks heavy lidded eyes up at him.
“You did so good, James.” The praise has James’ lips curling in a lopsided smile, dazed in the best way. He hums his thanks, throat too sore for immediate words, but Regulus doesn’t demand that of him this time. “Do you feel better?”
It’s a mockery of a bobble head on a dashboard when James nods hurriedly in answer. His head’s a little fuzzy still, breath slowly returning to normal for himself. A different high entirely for his comedown.
“Come on.” Regulus bends down to help James to his feet then reaches behind him to undo the tie from his wrists. “We should clean you up, you’re a mess.”
“Good,” James replies, voice rough, lazy grin widening.
Regulus rolls his eyes, but there’s no denying the affection in his gaze. He rubs at James’ wrists when his hands are brought between them and James hums quietly.
“I’ll take care of you in the shower, okay?” He murmurs, eyes darting downward.
“Y’already did, baby,” James points out.
Regulus lifts a brow. “Sorry, did you not also feel like coming tonight?”
James clears his throat in order to more clearly joke, “I think if you so much as breathed on my cock right now it’d probably be over for me.”
Shaking his head, Regulus snorts, muttering a fond ‘idiot’ beneath his breath. He leans in to press a kiss to James’ cheek, recoiling when James turns his head and nuzzles into the side of his neck, smearing leftover drool on his skin.
“Go. Bathroom, now.” Regulus points to the open bedroom door, but the control in his voice is gone; it’s half a laugh —blushing and breathless and beautiful.
James smiles adoringly at him, gives him a mock salute, and follows his instruction just the same.
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