#jegulus fic

[c0mbatchameleon]

@jegulus-microfic April 21st, prompt: run, words: 1160, nsfw

aka regulus comes until he cries? that’s basically it yeah (+t4t jeg)

He shouldn’t cry.

It’s what Regulus has heard since—well, as early as he can remember. Crying is a vulnerability he can’t afford, a sign of weakness, and the Black family are anything but weak. Don’t be a baby, they’d say—to the literal fucking baby.

The last time Regulus cried was when he was 7 years old, he thinks—his mother certainly made sure he never did it again. And even long after he left that house behind, left his family and everything they stand for, found a new family, found a new home and new self unrestrained by hatred and abuse, transitioned, finally became comfortable with himself, his identity—after all of it, this is what he’s held onto. The belief that he shouldnt cry.

At least, it was what he held onto.

Now, as Regulus finds himself bent over the kitchen counter, nails dragging down the cool granite that he’s pressed flush against, he’s beginning to think crying isn’t so bad after all.

The tears started falling after his second consecutive orgasm, streaming freely down his face as he convulsed around James’ strap. James only slowed his thrusts to something deep and drawn out as he leaned forward and cooed, “That’s it baby, let it out,” hot breath cascading down Regulus’s ear and neck, hand stroking his hair gently. Languid kisses pressed down his neck and shoulder as he twitched and softly gasped in overstimulation.

He barely got a chance to catch his breath before—

“How ‘bout one more for me, yeah?” And just like that, James was drawing out and ramming back into him with a brutal pace. Regulus let out a choked gasp as his vision whited out, back arching, legs shaking. All he could respond was a tear-streaked string of oh fuck oh fuck oh fu—ah—please as James continued chanting soft praise and encouragement, railing him into a new fucking plane of existence.

That leaves him here, hurtling head first towards a third orgasm and choking on intermittent sobs and moans in rhythm with James’ thrusts. Each one is hitting that spot that sends a line of white-hot electricity up his navel, fraying his nerves until his entire body feels like an exposed wire. His hands grab for purchase on the countertop, unsuccessfully, as he tries to drag himself up, away, anywhere to put distance between himself and the onslaught of pleasure-pain that’s spreading like a fire across his whole body.

But James only digs his hand into Regulus’ curls and pulls, the other wrapped around the front of him so Regulus’ cock grinds into it with each movement of their hips. “Where are you trying to run off to, love?” he teases as his grip tightens and holds Regulus in place.

“Oh fuck— I can’t—“ Regulus’ own moan cuts him off, loud and lacking shame. “S’too much,” he whines.

“But you love it, don’t you?” Soft lips trace up behind his ear. “You don’t want me to stop, love, do you?” Regulus’ eyes roll back into his head. The hand presses down further on his cock and another sob escapes him. “C’mon, tell me how much you love it when I take you apart like this,” James coaxes, pulling him up further by his hair so that he has to balance on his forearms, his head falling back.

And, here, in this state of over-saturated, pure white static bliss where Regulus can barely distinguish reality, the world around him, anything other than James’ hands and James’ lips and James’ sweet-honey voice and James and James and James, the only thought he can form amidst the haze is the one James has supplied for him so graciously, so giving as always: that he loves it.

You love it, don’t you?

And Regulus does.

He loves having his walls taken down, brick by brick until he’s bare, surrendered to pleasure and to release. God, he fucking loves this release. The kind he never allowed himself before, the way it washes over his whole body and builds up like a dam, the way it flows in and out of him, completely open, running rivers down his face and sending shocks out from his core, chest heaving, bones melting, transcending his own body and yet more grounded in it than he’s ever been. He’s nothing but skin and shaking muscle and neuron and nerve ending and pure, unfiltered feeling, and, yes, he loves it. So, he does what he’s told and voices it, let’s it flow out of him like the rest of the dam, frantic and breathless.

“I love it, I—ah—oh—I love it, I love it I love it I—fuck—“

“That’s good, that’s right, fuck, you’re doing so well, baby. You look so pretty when you cry like this” James praises, breathless now, tone soaked in awe and pure adoration as he watches Regulus repeat the phrase like a mantra, an oath, a prayer, the words melting together to the point of near incoherence: I love it I love it Iloveitloveitloveitloveloveitloveit.

“That’s it, I know, baby,” he tugs on Regulus’ curls again, pulling him up against his chest. The new angle makes his cock drive deeper into Regulus, drawing a strangled moan out between his quick, gasping breaths. “Why don’t you show me how much?”

His fingers move in quick circles on Regulus’ cock, other arm wrapping around his shoulders to hold him up. “C’mon, let go for me one more time, Star.”

The simple order is all it takes. When Regulus comes, it’s with stars behind his eyes and tears flowing freely and a scream tearing through him, head hanging back on James’ shoulder, back bowed, clenching down on silicone as shudders rack through his body in waves. James works him through it with a slew of there you go and so good for me and so perfect and show me how good it feels, baby, that’s it.

He collapses back onto James, boneless, and breathes. Shakily. James squeezes him tight. All that concentrated flame has simmered and spread out into something soft and warm and buzzing all throughout his body. A small whimper escapes at the feeling of James pulling out, his core still throbbing around nothing.

James scoops him up easily, laying him down gently on the couch in the next room, and kneels down to cradle his face with his hands.

“Okay?” he asks softly, kissing Regulus’ forehead.

Regulus keeps his eyes closed and smiles in delirious dream-state bliss, just barely aware that he’s still sniffling. “Love it,” he mumbles, and James snorts as his thumbs swipe back and forth under his eyes. His head is still cloudy, his body floating somewhere with it. “Love you,” he adds dazedly.

“Always so sweet after you come,” James remarks. “Think if I get you to five next time you’d propose to me after?”

If Regulus had the energy, he’d roll his eyes. Instead, he reaches out and runs his hand through James’ hair, down the back of his neck, along the scars on his chest, down his arm where he grabs his hand and pulls it into his own chest, body curling around it like he’s hoarding it. James doesn’t seem to mind. “We’re already married, James,” Regulus mumbles. “I literally proposed.”

James chuckles softly, fondly. “I love you, too, Star.”

#microfic brought to u by lana del rey #nails in the kitchen et al #anyways I don’t actually know how I feel abt this but here we are #jegulus #james potter #regulus black #james potter x regulus black #starchaser #sunseeker #marauders #the marauders #jegulus microfic #writing stuff and things #microfic tag #jegulus fic

[whydousernamesevenexist]

@jegulus-microfic 23th April - Resist

Word count: 284

(AU: no Voldemort, housemates)

James is often described as an open book. Caring, sweet, happy, cheerful, impulsive. There's just one chapter of him, that he's ripped out and tucked carefully into the covers, so nobody would know.

James is not known well for resisting temptations. When they were at school, he never passed on an opportunity to prank someone, he never resisted the desire to go out and have fun with his friends. He never held in the words of love for his friends.

But there's one thing he resists, one thing that is written in that one secret chapter - Regulus. James is hopelessly in love with his best friend's brother and now housemate, and he's resisting the urge to hug him, to kiss him, to hold him, and to whisper sweet words into his ear.

It's hard to resist, when Regulus is so cute. It's hard to resist, when he has just warmed up to James, and started acting comfortable. When he lays on James's legs on the sofa in their living room and reads. When he sits on the kitchen counter and watches James cook.

What is the hardest to resist is when both he and Regulus can't sleep at night, and they meet in the kitchen, drink tea, and have whispered conversations.

But James is a strong man. He smiles at Regulus, he lets Regulus do what he wants, and he keeps his desires hidden.

Until he doesn't.

Until he finds Regulus silently crying in the kitchen one of those nights.

Until Regulus sobs into his arms, mumbling something about James not liking him.

That is when James finally stops resisting, hugs Regulus tightly, and whispers a declaration of his love into Regulus's ear.

#jegulus fic #jegulus fanfiction #jegulus fanfic #jegulus microfic #jegulus #harry potter marauders #the marauders era #marauder era #marauders era #the marauders #marauders #marauders fanfiction #marauders fandom

[lexithwrites]

epilogue

excerpt: “Has anyone ever told you that you’re bad in bed?” Remus asked, making James think for a second.

“No, I don’t think so.”

“Then you have nothing to worry about.”

SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT

#the marauders #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #portfolio #lexithwrites #fic: while we do what lovers do #starchaser #sunseeker #jegulus fic #james x regulus #regulus x james #james potter x regulus black #regulus black x james potter

[zadezy]

April 21, prompt: run, @jegulus-microfic

He couldn't breathe.

His lungs were screaming for air, begging him to slow down, stop, and get some oxygen into his bloodstream, but he didn't listen.

He pushed and pushed, trying to get his legs to run faster and as quietly as possible, just so that he wouldn't be heard.

He cursed himself for not taking Evan's offer of going to the gym with them. How could he ever know he would need to be in shape so he could escape from–

"Come on, love, you know you can't hide from me."

The voice was too close, and Regulus' heart seized in his chest. Just a little more, he could see the edge of the forest and the light from a few houses ahead of him. He was almost at safety. Just a few more–

It was dark and he was in the woods, and truthfully it was surprising it hadn't happened before. He tripped.

His hands took the most impact, pain shooting up his arms, but he ignored it, scrambling to get up because he was so close, he needed to move–

Arms wrapped around him just before he could bolt, one around his waist, pressing him into a strong chest, and the other pressed a sharp knife against his throat, stopping his every movement.

He looked up, between the branches into the dark sky, to the stars glinting, and he sagged back into the firm body, fight leaving him, and suddenly he was so tired. He had known he wouldn't escape him, but he still tried. He had fought with everything he had, but of course, it wasn't enough. This was James, after all.

He resigned himself for the fate that awaited him, for losing against someone unbeatable. He took a deep breath, preparing himself, when words were whispered into his ear.

"Finally caught you, baby."

The world went black.

[312 words]

#jegulus #regulus black #james potter #sunseeker #500 words or less #marauders #marauders fanfiction #jegulus fic #microfic #marauders era #serial killer james

[lulublack90]

Prompt 21 - Run

@jegulus-microfic April 21, Word count 898

Previous part First part

James didn’t come back all day. Regulus paced the small living area, doing laps around the sofa. He didn’t even know why he’d freaked out. James’s parents weren’t his own and judging by what James had told him about them and James himself as proof, they were probably perfectly wonderful people. But he and James had only met a few days ago. Gah. He continued pacing. 

Around dinnertime, Sirius and Remus returned with bags bulging with records and trinkets from the small touristy town. Remus took one look at Regulus’s limp and ordered him into bed. 

“If you continue to overdo it. It will take a lot longer for your ankle to heal.” Regulus had grunted and stomped off to his dark bedroom, his ankle throbbing. 

He threw himself on his bed and flicked through the films on his TV. Nothing caught his interest. 

A soft knock woke him from a nap brought on by boredom. 

“Hey, Reggie, feel like a chat?” Sirius asked gently. 

“No,” Regulus said bluntly. But sighed straight after. “Yeah, okay.” He shuffled over on the bed to make room for Sirius and waited for his brother to begin talking.

“So you freaked out,” Sirius said. Regulus groaned and dropped his head into his hands. 

“I’m an idiot.” 

“Yup.” Sirius reached over and patted him on the head. “You’ll be fine. James seems like a giant sweetheart and won’t have even thought about introducing you to his parents as anything but getting food.” 

“Really?” Regulus looked up, hopefully. 

“Why else would he have invited me and Remus, for that matter? Someone he’s barely interacted with. He’s just doing something nice.” Sirius patted his leg and left him to mull over his words. 

It had been over 24 hours since he’d seen James. Sirius’s words had helped for a few hours, but he’d started spiralling as he overthought every little thing. 

“Reggie, you ready? We’re going down to get drinks before dinner. Don’t be late.” Sirius called through the door when it was nearly time to go to the restaurant. 

Regulus paced the floor at the end of his bed. He was trying to decide whether to go or not. He checked his phone. He was already late. 

Quickly, he threw on the green shirt from yesterday that James had liked so much and hurried to the restaurant. He skidded through the door. A sheen of sweat beading on his forehead. He grabbed a napkin from the trolly and wiped his brow. He scanned the room, and his eyes landed on James. 

James was laughing heartily with the rest of the table at something his dad had said. Taking a calming breath, Regulus walked the short distance to their table. 

“Hi, sorry I’m late.” The beaming smile James gave him upon his arrival erased all the worry he’d felt since yesterday morning. 

“Not at all, darling. Sit, sit, what do you want to drink?” Effie’s smile was just as warm as her son’s. She flagged down a waiter, and Regulus ordered a gin and tonic before slipping into the empty seat next to James. 

“I didn’t know if you would come,” James said quietly to him. 

“Sorry.” He murmured, pushing down his nerves and looking James in the eyes. “I’ve never met anyone’s parents before, and I sort of freaked out.” James’s face softened. 

“Hate to break it to you, love. But I’m not that deep. You have to eat. We have to eat. I thought we could do it together, have a couple of drinks, and then go watch The Breakfast Club before bed.” Regulus snorted. 

“I really overthought this, didn’t I?”

“Just a tad. But hey, I find it rather cute that you’re that worried about meeting my parents.” Regulus peaked at the Potter’s and let the small smile play across his lips. James’s dad was currently in a dramatic battle with Sirius over who could pull the silliest face, and Effie was chatting with Remus about his practice.

They ate their way through three delicious courses. Regulus found it oddly easy to talk to James’s parents. They were so warm it was hard not to get along with them. 

“So, how did you two meet then?” Effie asked Sirius and Remus. 

“Well,” Sirius replied with his winning smile. “When your son tried to turn Reggie here into a snowman, Remus was called to come and check his ankle out, and we met just as he was leaving.”

“Wait,” Effie said, confused. “I thought you said your practice was in London?” Remus nodded as he swallowed his last mouthful of chocolate tart.

“Oh, it is. But Molly at the front desk knew I was a doctor and asked if I’d have a look before I went to explore the shops. I wasn’t in any rush, so I had a look, and just as I was leaving, Sirius walked in.” 

“Remind me to get Molly a gift before we leave,” Sirius told Remus, taking his hand and kissing the back of his hand. 

While his parents were enraptured by Remus’s tale, James shuffled closer to Regulus.    

“Shall we run away now?” James asked. Regulus’s eyes widened as he looked at the others and nodded at James. He let out a squeal of joy when James grabbed him up into his arms and ran out of the restaurant with him into the conveniently waiting lift. 

Final part

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[yoursdeadlynightshade]

Chapter 05 is out now. Read here.

Because Regulus Black was a daydream. And a nightmare.

Because no one had touched me nor kissed me that gently for a long time. Regulus’ touch lingered in my whole soul, caressing it and trying to burn it to ashes. I despised it. No. God, it was a lie.

I wished for it... 

I drew blood of him today, it tasted sweet just like the sweet taste on his cum.  

-James Potter.

Sweetest sin I've ever tasted. Ao3 | A criminal - detective Jegulus AU.

#fic : sweetest sin i've ever tasted. #jegulus fanfiction #jegulus fic #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #james potter x regulus black #james x regulus #sunseeker #starchaser #dead gay wizards #marauders #be gay do crimes #regulus x james

[n0blefl0wer]

James refuses to pay for spotify premium, so he uses regulus’ account. One day, reggie shuffles his liked songs and it goes from Rachmaninoff’s Trio Élégiaque No. 1 to Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani.

It is this incident that made regulus pay for James to get his own account

#marauders #marauders era #dead gay wizards #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #jegulus fic #jegulus headcanon

[solarconstellations]

James and Reggie doing that tiktok trend where two people are walking and the camera pans back and forth between them.

James: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Regulus is already hopelessly and completely in love with me before it even starts." Regulus: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course James is going to be compared to the sun."

James: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course there's going to be background wolfstar, dorlene, and rosekiller"

Regulus: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Sirius and I are going to start speaking French and James and Moony are going to get horribly turned on."

James: *points phone down at his feet* "Wait, can you do that right now?" Regulus: *off screen* "No James, we're in the middle of making a video." James: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Reggie is going to slip up and accidently call me James after calling me "Potter" for the last 40 chapters." Regulus: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Sirius is going to go crazy as soon as he finds out me and James are together." James: "It's a Jegulus fic, of course Reg can't swim." Regulus: *points the camera down to his feet* "James, what the fuck, that was a low blow." Regulus: *with revenge in his eyes* "It's a Jegulus fic, of course James and my brother have a ridiculously unhealthy obsession and codependency with one another" James: *with love in his eyes* "It's a Jegulus fic, of course I love my star so much that I would live, die, or kill for him" Regulus: *drops the phone, only their feet can be seen as he runs to James* "Tu vas payer pour m'avoir fait rougir, chéri"

#jegulus #incorrect marauders quotes #incorrect jegulus quotes #james potter #regulus black #marauders #jegulus fic #fanfiction #sunseeker #starchaser #i used a translating app #don't come at me for the french lol #trans: you're foing to pay for making me blush darling

[evyltalks]

Commission for @damagecontrol.jpg featuring James and Regulus from their amazing fanfiction ‘Divinitus’!

This commission was an epic journey—one of the toughest, but most rewarding projects I’ve tackled. Super proud of how it turned out!

#hell yeah some new art #marauders #marauders fanart #art #fanart #james potter #regulus black #regulus black fanart #james potter fanart #james loves regulus #devil james #prince regulus #period au #sunseeker #starchaser #jegulus fic #divinitus #damagecontrol

[alpha-canis-major]

The Slytherin Skittles sitting by the black lake

Barty: So Evan, about that date on Friday?

Evan: Shagging in the morning instead of the evening barely counts as a date Crouch.

Barty: Yes it does! Dorcas, shagging in the morning counts as a date right?

Dorcas: If it's just shagging and nothing else afterwards, it's only a date if you didn't share a bed the night before.

Evan: Thank you, at least someone agrees.

Barty: Fine, we won't share a bed the night before.

Evan: Oh you're such a pretentious arsehole, Reggie are you hearing this?

Regulus: Huh?

Pandora: I think Regulus is a bit preoccupied with James Potter and his current lack of a shirt.

Pandora:*passing him some water* Here, you look thirsty.

#the marauders era #james potter #atyd marauders #jegulus #regulus black #starchaser #james x regulus #james potter x regulus black #jegulus fluff #jegulus fic #rosekiller #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #barty x evan #pandora lovegood #dorcas meadowes #dorlene

[siriustar8]

Headache - @jegulus-microfic - 235 words

Regulus had the worst migraines ever.

Whenever he as much as passed by a crowd of loud gryffindors, walked the grounds when it's sunny, or played a long match of quidditch, he always ended up with his head pounding and eyes watering, unable to move or speak. He would need complete silence, as little light as possible, and a long nap. 

When he started dating James, extroverted cheery bubbly James, he thought he would need to keep his distance whenever his temples started to hurt. 

But to his surprise, the moment he mentionned having a headache in the middle of the Halloween party, James dropped everything and pulled him gently towards his dorm room.

He closed the curtains, fluffed up the pillows, and pushed Regulus softly on the bed before tucking him in. 

"Would you like me to stay with you, or do you prefer being alone?"

"James, it's fine. You can go back to your party. I'll just sleep it off."

The frown on James' face was too adorable, when he responded: 

"Baby, that's not what I asked you."

Regulus couldn't deny that the mere thought of his head on James' chest already made the tension in his head lighter, so he pulled his boyfriend by the sleeve and settled next to him, content despite the pain.

Honestly, Regulus should've known that James would be considerate and lovely. It was James after all.

#I have chronic migraines #so this was right up my alley #unfortunately even the presence of my partner doesn't alleviate the pain #migraines are brutal #james potter #marauders #regulus black #jegulus #wolfstar #jegulus fanfiction #jegulus fic #james loves regulus #james & peter & remus & sirius #james x regulus #regulus deserved better #trans regulus #sirius and regulus #marauders fanfiction #marauders era #the marauders #marauders headcanon

[c0mbatchameleon]

snippet time baby

Thank u to the lovely @ecstarry and @messymoony for the tags<3

He leaves the door open and Regulus sits himself on top of the closed toilet, blinking slowly like a cat. Oh, James thinks. Maybe that’s why they call him that. James smiles again and shakes his head, running the sink until the water heats and then wetting a washcloth. “We just need to get the makeup off, okay?” Regulus hums and puts his hands back to keep himself propped up. His head lolls a few times and James can tell he’s actively fighting the urge to make a bed out of the bathroom tiles. “Okay if I touch your face?” “S’fine.” His eyes are closed now and James carefully takes the boy’s chin between his thumb and forefinger. He stiffens, and James waits until he settles into it to slowly tip his head back towards him and wipe his face with the cloth as softly as possible. “Okay?” Regulus nods. “Feels good,” he sighs, letting his head fall back further until James has to slide his hand around the back of it to keep it upright. An air of peacefulness paints over him now, softening his sharp-sword stature as he sinks into the touch. He’s so lovely it hurts.

(from a fic I have no name for and have, as a true testament to my creativity, dubbed ‘unnamed physics fic.’)

#writing stuff and things #unnamed physics fic #regulus black #jegulus #james potter #jegulus fic #jegulus fanfiction

[darkcademiasss]

I need a fic where Regulus roams around hogwarts as a black cat and james always feeds him and cuddles with him and he doesnt realise its regulus till the end.

#im begging #Jegulus fic #jegulus microfic #jegulus fanfiction #Jegulus #merjegulus #james and regulus #james x regulus #james potter #marauders era #regulus black #sirius and regulus #wolfstar #marauders fanfiction #fanfic rec #harry potter

[diangelosdays]

✨jegulus✨

#jegulus #jegulus fanart #definitely didnt forget i had a tumblr lmao #marauders #harry potter #fanart #sorry this is literally the only marauders drawing ive done in weeks:( #james potter #regulus black #james x regulus #marauders fanart #hp fandom #marauders fandom #just lovers #zeppazariel #hp #jegulus fic #art

[lulublack90]

Prompt 22 - Evoke

@jegulus-microfic April 22, Word count 966

Last one guys!

Previous part First part

For the second time that week, James woke wrapped around Regulus. The TV was still switched on. Matthew Broderick’s young face smirked back at them. James reached for the remote to turn it off. 

Regulus stirred. He nuzzled his face into James’s chest. James gently ran his fingers through the other man’s hair. 

“Morning, love,” He murmured into the quiet room. 

“Hmmmm,” Regulus groaned as he slowly woke. 

It was their last day together. Tomorrow morning, they would be leaving and returning to their homes. James didn’t want to think about tomorrow. He wanted to make today count. Regulus’s ankle was almost better, but still got sore if he exerted himself too much.

“So what have you two got planned for today?” Sirius asked as they crowded around the sofa with their breakfasts. “More canoodling?” He snickered. 

“Oh, with what I’ve got planned, almost definitely.” James winked at Regulus and watched him screw up his face as he pretended not to enjoy James’s attention. Sirius’s face replicated Regulus’s expression, and Remus clapped him on the back, doing nothing to hide the laughter in his voice. 

“You did ask, Sirius,” Sirius grumbled something under his breath but cheered up when Remus ruffled his hair and pecked a kiss on his cheek.

Soon, Sirius and Remus disappeared together, leaving James and Regulus to themselves. 

“So, do you have something planned, or did you just say that to shut my brother up?” Regulus asked, trying not to look too interested. 

“Can’t it be both?” James answered, wiggling his eyebrows wildly. Regulus huffed out a laugh. 

“Alright, spill it. What are we doing today, then?” James reached into his pocket and tugged out a slightly rumpled leaflet. 

“Did you know that the hotel has a selection of private hot tubs you can rent?” 

“No, I did not,” Regulus leaned closer. 

“We’ll they do, and I’ve rented one for us for this afternoon. So we can watch the sunset together.” James had thought it was a perfect idea, but Regulus’s silence made him second guess himself. 

“And what if I didn’t bring my swimming things?” Regulus broke his silence. 

“Oh—er—erm.” James stammered. He hadn’t thought about that. He always brought his swimming things just in case when he went on holiday. “Well, it is completely enclosed, so it’s up to you. We could go into town and get you something, or you could just wear your undies…” 

Regulus moved so his mouth was whispering against James’s ear. James had to concentrate on breathing evenly so that he didn’t pass out. 

“There’s another choice, you know.” James gulped at Regulus’s sultry tone. “I don’t have to wear anything.” James’s mind went white. Everything became static, and it took him a minute to recover. 

By the time he could think again, Regulus was back on the sofa licking chocolate from his fingers left over from his pain au chocolat. “What about this morning? There are a lot of hours between sunset and now.” Regulus finally took pity on him when his mouth opened and closed a few times, and nothing came out. “ Shall we go have a wander through the shops, get some lunch and then come back and watch a group of kids try and find pirate treasure?” James shook his head. 

“Sounds perfect.” 

The shops were a lot more interesting than James had thought they’d be. There were the usual tourist traps full of crapy overpriced souvenirs. But tucked away at the back of an alley was a little reading cafe. Regulus yanked James into it and refused to leave until it was nearly time for them to get back. 

“Reg? Just so you know, we’ve been here six hours.” Regulus’s head snapped up.

“What?! How?!” He looked shocked and spotted the multiple tea cups on the table. “Oops, sorry. Got carried away.” 

“Absolutely no problem at all, love. I enjoyed watching you enjoy yourself as much as you enjoyed reading. Did you find any you wanted?” James asked indulgently. Regulus looked at the small pile beside him, but before he could narrow it down, James scooped them all up and went to the till to pay. He carried them dutifully up to Regulus’s room, refusing Regulus’s offer to pay for them but accepting his thanks before they headed back outside.  

They settled back into the warm, bubbly water just as the first pink rays began to cross the sky. James leaned his head back on the side and let the water relax his body. He let out a contented sigh as he closed his eyes. 

“James?” Regulus said quietly. 

“Yeah, love?” James replied, keeping his eyes closed. 

“Will we see each other again? You know, after we leave tomorrow.” James cracked an eye and stared at Regulus. 

“You just try and keep me away.” He growled playfully. 

“You promise?” 

“I promise.” He vowed and let his eye droop closed again. 

He felt the water shift as Regulus moved but wasn’t prepared for what happened next. Regulus hopped into his lap and grasped either side of his face with his pale hands. James’s eyes flew open as he stared into those quicksilver eyes. Regulus hesitated for a second before he closed the gap between them and pressed his lips to James’s. 

James wrapped his hands around Regulus’s waist and pulled him closer as he deepened their kiss. 

They lost themselves in each other, missing the sunset entirely. 

They moved away from each other when the stars lit the sky, and Regulus began to complain about pruning. James held Regulus’s hand as they made their way back into the hotel and up to Regulus’s room. James looked back fondly at the hot tub, knowing that every time he saw one now, it would evoke memories of their first perfect kiss. 

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The first time it happened James felt weak on his knees. Glassy grey eyes, pouty cherry lips trembling violenty. Deep frown sitting on that pretty, pretty face.

It was all wrong. James wanted to vanish it.

"Please, James," Regulus whispered softly. His eyes were swimming with tears.

"Love," James sighed, "We already have four cats."

"But, look at her," Reg begged, "She's lovely. And lonely. Poor little thing. I even named her. Rosie."

"Love--" James opened his mouth but shut it pretty quickly. Because tears were running down on Reg's cheeks now. Fuck, it was painful to look. James' heart shattered.

"Okay. Alright," James said too quickly. "Anything. We are keeping her. Please don't cry love."

Regulus blinked slowly clutching the tiny black kitten into his chest tightly. Rosie just sat there without a worry of the world. Quite cozy in his dad's hands. Seemed like she already loved Regulus. God, she even has grey eyes..

"Can we really keep her?"

"Yes, we can love."

Regulus smiled triumphly. With a cheeky grin he wipped away his tears and smirked lightly.

"Love!" James stepped forward, mouth wide open. "Oh my god, you can't do that."

"I didn't do anything." Regulus answered kissing the little cat.

"You fake cried." James complained with a pout.

Regulus laughed. It was like music for James' ears. God, his husband's beautiful. He might need to marry him again.

"Not my fault you fall for it every time."

And that's how the Black-Potter household end up with tiny kittens every time.

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