#and I should swallow my pride and understand that I need to discard myself instead

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hi!

I was wondering if you could write a smut with period sex with marauders? If you are not comfortable with that I totally understand and I’m sorry to make you feel bad :/

Marauders x fem!reader

Warning : Period sex, fingering, daddy usage, petnames

Word count : 1435

I hope you like it love *mwah*

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It had been one of those weeks. You were feeling really low, and you took to isolating yourself. Politely declining to spend time with your loving boyfriends and taking some time for yourself. In other words isolating yourself completely. But now, now you were completely overwhelmed with the need for them. It was ridiculous honestly, and you weren’t sure why your emotions were all over the place. Now you had to swallow your pride and go apologize for being so distant with the men you loved.

Knocking on the door to their dormitory was much harder than it should have been, but you had to bury your shame and embarrassment to apologize. When the door opened you were met by a confused James. 

“Bunny? You know you don’t have to knock right? What’s wrong?”

You just stepped in and hugged his middle, instantly his arms were around you and rubbing your back in soothing circles. James cast his bewildered expression to Sirius and Remus but was met with a mere shrug. They didn’t know what was going on either. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

James separated from you and grasped your shoulders to stop you from falling into his chest again.

“Y/N, you’re scaring us. You’ve been distant all week and now you’re here crying and apologizing. What’s going on?”

Maybe you weren’t going about this in the right way. You grabbed his hand and led him to the bed. Remus had been resting against Sirius’s chest reading a book, but now the book was discarded and all eyes were on you as you sat cross legged at the foot of the bed.

Sirius intertwined his fingers across Remus’s stomach, resting on top of Remus’s hands as well.

“Tell us what’s happening love.”

“I’ve just been really sad this week and I don’t know why. I came to apologize for distancing myself and hoping you’d forgive me. I don’t even know what happened and I want to work harder at communicating instead of shying away.”

They all sighed in relief. Remus collapsed dramatically against Sirius, arms splayed out on either side of him.

“Jesus fuck, I thought you were going to break up with us.”

“No no no no no, I’m so sorry I made you think that. I love you all so much.”

James reached out with his arm and pulled you towards him, kissing the top of your head. The affection had you melting, and gravitating towards him without even realizing. You weren’t even aware of the process of crawling into his lap, and pulling him in for a kiss. But you were very aware of his large hands roaming your body. He smiled a cocky grin after pulling away, probably because your chest was heaving. He traced your lips with his forefinger. 

“Hey lads, how long has it been since Y/N has been touched, depending on if she followed our rules?” 

Sirius’s smile matched James now.

“Bout a week.”

“Oh poor thing.” Despite his words Remus didn’t sound that sympathetic. 

Their tones and unreadable expressions were making you much more aware of your desperation, of your need for them. You furrowed your eyebrows at the realization. 

“Oh bunny, don’t fret.” James' words did not have you any less worried. ”We can fix that for you, you’ve just got to do something for us first.”

It was ridiculous how fast they could turn you into puddy in their hands. James guided you off of his lap and moved up to whisper in Sirius’s ear, Sirius then whispered in Remus’s ear, which left you alone at the foot of the bed, emotionally and sexually frustrated.

Then suddenly they were side by side leaning against the headboard, staring at you expectantly. They were lined up in this order from left to right, James, Sirius and Remus. Sirius patted his thigh and beckoned you over with two fingers and you knew he meant business. So you crawled and straddled his thigh.

“What am I supposed to do?” Remus gave you your answer.

“Just move back and forth love.”

“Couldn’t we just-”

“No.” James' tone hardened.

You looked to Remus, but he just shook his head.

“Left us alone pup; we missed you. Now we just want to take our time.”

Sirius placed his hands on your waist and squeezed gently.

“Do you want me to help you bubs? Want Daddy to help you get off on his thigh?”

You were going to just nod, but the continuation of James stern facial expression made you know it was ideal to give a verbal answer.

“Yes please daddy.”

“Alright baby, just like this, remember?”

He led you back and forth against his thigh, catching your clothed clit at just the right angle. James grabbed hold of the hem of your shirt.

“Can I take this off, darling?”

“Please.”

James just stared at your chest in a trance, not realizing he was completely zoned out. 

“I think Prongs likes what he sees,” Sirius snickered. 

James elbowed Sirius in the ribs.

“Course I do, she’s beautiful.”

You whimpered.

“Pretty girl, you like being praised huh? Look at how wet it makes you, look at Sirius’s thigh. Oh.”

Oh? What was that about, now you were concerned. 

“What’s wrong Jamie?”

“Well-”

Remus held up a hand.

“Y/N, you know how I get kind of distant, emotional and irritable before a full moon?”

“Yeah? I don’t see what that has to do with- oh no!”

Sirius’s pants weren’t just stained with your arousal, oh no. Now you understood exactly why you had been feeling so low this week. Stupid fucking uterus. 

“Sirius oh my god I am so sorry!”

You tried to climb off of him, but his hands held firm.

“Don’t be sorry it’s okay.”

“Sirius let me go, I’ve gotta change.”

“Just a little longer please, you were so close and cumming will make you feel better.”

“O-okay.”

Remus quickly got up to grab a towel, and offered you his hand so you could freshen up in the bathroom. You came out wearing nothing now. James met you halfway and interlaced his fingers with yours.

“So pretty darling. C’mon lie back on the bed now.”

Sirius had changed his pants, and Remus sat against the headboard with a towel between his legs. It was intimidating spreading your legs for Sirius and James, but resting against Remus’s strong chest made it more bearable. Besides, once James had his fingers inside you, your embarrassment quickly subsided. Sirius was holding your hand now as James worked to pull an orgasm from you.

“That feel good pup? I’m sorry we didn’t keep a better track of things, but rest assured we’re gonna take such good care of you this week baby.”

You just nodded as pleasure took you to a different headspace, one where you could cast away all inhibitions in exchange for the three capable men who would make sure you were taken care of. 

Remus cupped your breasts; the feeling of his large hands brushing against your erect nipples only added to your bliss. And then, oh and then, Sirius rested his hand against your abdomen, situating himself perfectly so his thumb could lightly circle your clit.

The symphony of your moans were accompanied with the many praises of your adoring boys, anything to remove the possibility of embarrassment of the crimson towel below you. 

“So pretty love.”

“Fuck, being so good for us hmm?”

“You close love?”

They had missed you so much this week, and they really just wanted to make you feel good.

“I’m- I’m gonna.”

Sirius kissed the back of the hand he was holding while quickening his pace with the other.

“Come on love, we’ve got you. Let go for us.”

Any built up stress that was accumulated through that weak had suddenly dissolved. All you could do was sigh in relief when James and Sirius pulled their fingers from you, finally feeling at rest. God you loved them. But then James had a cheeky grin.

“You know Y/N, your cycle is basically lined up with Remus’s now. Does that mean Remus will be pmsing soon too?”

Remus’s hand collided with James' chest so quickly that it wasn’t the force of the impact that made James fall off the bed, but the shock of the speed. 

You could only giggle.

How did you manage to spend a week apart from them?

You’d try your best to avoid that in the future.

You watched Remus pull James in for a kiss by the collar of his shirt.

Yep, definitely wanted to avoid doing that again.

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[RF] The Better Man

"Come on, come on. Pick up the phone." James was pacing in the hallway, a bottle of rum in one hand.

The ringing stopped. "Jeanie, it's me, Jim."

"Really? Cause my phone definitely said 'asshole' was calling." She mocked laughter at her own joke.

"Yeah, funny. Listen, can you pick me up? I need to crash at your place a few days."

He heard Jean sigh, and bit his lip as he waited for her answer. "Sure…Where are you?"

"I'm at a hotel on Claremont. I'll uh, send it to you."

She was silent again. She knew what that meant. "This is the last time Jim." She hung up.

James quietly stepped back into the room from the hallway. His “companion” from the previous night was already awake, in bed and half-dressed.

“I suppose you want me to leave then?” she said. He’d expected annoyance or anger from the woman, but she seemed rather cavalier.

He shook his head as he grabbed his wallet from the night stand. “Um, no that’s fine Sarah. I’ll just head down and pay on my way out. You can have the room ‘til noon.”

“Can I have another kiss?”

He stopped a few steps from the door. None of the women he’d met with had ever asked him that. It made him uncomfortable. He swallowed and turned around, his pride outweighing his conscience.

When he leaned in to kiss her, she turned her lips away at the last moment. “It’s Samantha by the way.”

He sighed and clicked his tongue in her ear. “I’m sorry.” In a few steps and he was back at the door. “In that case, if you want to call me, look up James fucking Dean.”

The door shut behind him without a word from Samantha. James smirked at his snide comment and headed for the elevator.

“That’ll be $105 for the night then,” the woman at the counter said courteously. “And please, no open bottles in the lobby.”

He handed her his card and stepped over to the coffee station. He poured the rest of his bottle in a paper cup with a lid and discarded it.

She eyed him, but said nothing else except “I hope you enjoyed your stay.”

He sat on a bench in the smoking area and called his boss. “Hey Don. I was just calling to let you know that me and the family will probably be back a little early. The kid’s not feeling too well, probably the heat. Disneyland is a blast though, you should take your little crew.”

He took a sip from his cup to wash out the distaste. “Anyway, I’ll be back in probably Friday then. See you then. Bye.”

The morning air was crisp, not too warm, and not too wet. James waited, what felt too long. He calculated the distance on his phone. "She should be here by now."

Her phone rang through until voicemail when he tried to call. "Listen, I'm sorry ok? I shouldn't be doing this. Like you said this is the last time, I promise."

He groaned as he set the phone back down on the small glass table and took another sip from his cup.

How did he end up here? He should be in control of his life, out on top. Instead he was making excuses for every decision, and his promises weren't worth the oxygen expelled.

He looked over his shoulder and saw Samantha talking to the woman at the counter. Not wanting to converse again, he picked up his cup and crossed the street to the taxi stand at the adjacent hotel.

"332 Hepburn Ave."

He watched Samantha walk out of the hotel. Her long blonde hair was now done up, she looked even prettier than she had last night. He continued to watch her make a call until she was out of sight.

Once I'm the freeway, the driver signaled to take an exit.

"Take the next one, it's faster."

The driver shook his head and pointed at his phone. "There's an accident up ahead."

James could see just the start of traffic piling up a half mile down the freeway, but he couldn't see the accident. He tried to tune into another sense, one he'd spent the last several years trying to block out.

"She's in trouble," whispered to himself.

"What's that?" The driver asked, slowing down

"Get as close as you can to the accident!" James reached between the front seats and pushed the steering wheel. The car skidded back onto the main road, nearly hitting a pole.

The driver slammed on the brakes. "The hell?!"

James opened the door and started running down the road towards the accident.

"Hey! I'm charging for the whole trip!"

Something had happened to Jeanie. He knew it. He knew when they were both ten and she broke her leg riding her bicycle with her friends while he was home.

Cars honked at him but he didn't care. He as fast as he could, his expensive shoes crushing his toes.

"Sir you need to step back, emergency services are still on the scene," an officer said to him. He didn't listen. He was frozen, his gaze fixed on the electric blue sedan in front of him, it was on it's side.

"The driver she?...", he managed to say.

"She's being transported in the ambulance, do you know her?"

James sat in the corner of the hospital room. The surgery and waiting had taken hours. Jean had more wrappings than a corpse, but she was alive. Broken bones, road rash, and her reconstructed face would heal eventually.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you could be there for her, but I still don't believe you. You didn't go on that business trip." Katherine said angrily through the phone.

"I don't need his from you right now, my sister almost died today," he replied.

"I'm sorry. I just don't understand what's going on, or why it took so long for you to call."

"It's been a long day," James sighed.

"Well, William and I will be up there after school tomorrow, he'll be happy to see you back early." She still had doubt in her voice. "Just take care of yourself honey. Get a hotel room or something."

"I want to stay here. With Jeanie."

"Ok, call me in the morning if there's news. Or if you just want to talk."

"Sure thing."

"I love you Jim."

"You too."

He stood next to his twin sister on the bed, taking her right hand which was in better shape than her left.

"I know your all drugged up, but if you can hear me I'm sorry. It should be me lying in that bed, with you telling me I told you so. Although, maybe they fixed your crooked nose.”

James stepped out in the hallway to find something solid to eat to mingle with the rum and coffee.

“Is the cafeteria open?” He asked a nurse passing him in the hallway.

“It is but,” she cocked her head. “It’s only vending machines in there.”

“That’s alright, thank you very much.” He started in the other direction.

Of course it was Jeanie. She attracted enough bad luck for the two of them. Every accident, ever tough break, every broken heart. It was always Jeanie.

I’ve got no reason to feel sorry for myself. James thought, as he reached for his pastry from the bottom of the vending machine. But he did. James couldn’t be pitied, he couldn’t regret. He wasn’t allowed to be anything but thankful for his lot in life, and responsible for upholding it.

To always be the better man; it carried a price of its own.

His phone vibrated with a text message:

“So, Mr. Dean, or should I say Mr. Howard? Same place in an hour? My treat. - Samantha”

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