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whorediaries-09 · 10 months

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Helloo could I please request a fic with Sirius' girlfriend or wife taking care of him, making sure he eats enough and keeping him company, and him being touch-starved, in Grimmauld Place during OoTP? Thanks!

call it what you want

pairing- sirius black x wife!auror!reader warning(s)- hurt/comfort, fluff, touch sensitivity (let me know if i should add more) an- i love this plot so much, thank you dear anon! (also i love writing about post azkaban sirius black 😳) ps- requests are open! part two? 👺💅

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'hey love?' you called out. sirius held a cigarette between his pale pink lips blowing out smoke out of his mouth. he turned his head, looking at you when he heard your voice. but your eye's weren't fixated on his, but the ash tray that held burnt out cigarettes he'd been smoking when you'd been gone. he sat on the moth eaten sofa his tired gray eyes trying to meet yours. you sigh, flinging your bag on a chair as you walk towards him, wiping your brow with the hem of your sleeve.

'have you eaten anything dear?' you say as you sit beside him. you sit close to him, but not close enough to touch him. he grumbles something under his breath and you squint your eyes trying to decipher what he is saying.

'sirius?' you say. your hand twitches. you want to touch him, comfort him, but you're scared it will trigger him. you're scared he won't like that. you want to comfort him, it breaks your heart seeing the dignity of your husband, of the love of your life crumbling down but it doesn't matter. you want him to feel safe. you want him to feel comfortable around you till he is comfortable enough to let him touch you.

his body twitches slightly before he whispers, 'might have had a few sandwiches. i forgot,'

you raise an eyebrow. interlinking your hands together so you don't accidentally touch him, you say with a soft yet firm tone,

'and water? what about water? did you drink enough?'

'i do not remember,' he grumbles. he's twitchy and shifty while he speaks. you let out a deep breath before you conjure a glass of water and hand it to sirius.

'love can you drink this for me? please?' you inquire. his stormy gray eyes stare into yours before his hands clasp around the glass of water. he lets the rim of the glass touch his lips before slowly sipping the water. he gulps down the rest of the water and puts the glass on the table before offering you a weak smile. you smile back, furrowing your eyebrows. you see his hands twitching before he speaks again,

'i found some old polaroids,'

'did you now love?'

'yes...'

there's a silence that hangs in the air that tortures the depth of your heart but you don't break it. you don't want to pressure him into saying anything. you don't want him to feel like what his image in the wizarding world is. you don't want to ask him prying questions.

'can i hold your hand?' he whispers softly. you look at him. his dark raven locks frame his diamond cut face, the churning wood of the flames reflecting the depth of his stormy gray irises.

'are you sure?' you question back. he nods his head curtly before his pinky finger intertwines with yours. he smiles, his hollow cheeks spreading as you interlock your hands. his hand is the same as you could remember, rough, calloused and warm. you feel his body grow stiff at the contact and you try to pry your palm away but he holds it firmer. he holds your hand firm, slowly melting by your touch. he doesn't say anything, and neither do you.

you charm a flower on his ear, tucking his messy curls behind his ear. you smile noticing the crinkles of his eyes when he smiles, leaning into your touch. his nose scrunches and you think, he looks majestic.

it's a storm outside. however when he leans his head on your shoulder, the storm simmers away. it's warm inside as the both of your hearts burn with love for each other.

'i love you dove,' he whispers.

#sirius x reader #harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #sirius black #marauders #sirius black smut #the marauders #sirius black x reader #remus lupin #sirius black angst #sirius black fluff #sirius being sirius #sirius black one shot #sirius black x oc #sirius orion black #sirius black ootp #order of the phoenix #post azkaban sirius #autumn's inbox

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neurotonic · 8 days

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Some recent Phoenix stuff that I wanted to post separately because I'm very proud of em...... even the phoenix n right one. yeah i said it. get silly with it

#ieytd #i expect you to die #agent phoenix #right robot #idk LOL #gene art #gene ocs #ietyd ocs #black mamba #decided against putting wings on the transparent collab file #bc i never draw them with that.. and it looks weird if it was part of the actual silhouette shape #just kinda wanted to put something neat in the bg lmao

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sickosdotjpg · 3 days

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oc scribbles (don't reblog to non-kink blogs pls!)

#more like an au of an au of ocs at this point but lmao #prolly won't post much of these two on here but for the purposes of this blog: here's crow (black hair) + phoenix (white hair)#they/them for crow. he/him for phoenix. thats all for now ✨#snz kink #snz art #sickos.art #oc: crow 🐦‍⬛#oc: phoenix 🐦

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coffeecakecafe · 4 months

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more lil guys! MY lil guys!

also the beginning of the color holding era I’m in

#my art #my ocs #guardians of atlas #vcg #aerin black #fate guardians #zach noble #shatter guardians #knox fontaine #echo guardians #milo ramzy #phoenix guardians #lucy valeant #blue knight guardians #wallace quincy #invincible girl guardians #riley harkens-wilde #witch arrow

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icecreampizzer · 4 months

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Wish I could give them some fashionable hats, but alas...it would ruin the spikes in their hairs

#i expect you to die #ieytd #ieytd oc #i expect you to die oc #agent phoenix #operative black mamba #they are a little goofy #also.. Damn i havent drawn anything festive. Lol #maybe it'll come but for now...#i got really excited to draw this idea !!!#gene art #gene ocs #also i dont normally post over myself in less than a day #but since it's somewhat related... Figured itll be alright

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cod-dump · 6 months

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Phoenix and Black-Ice would be best friends

Lots of shenanigans that tend to involve moose or Graves

Moose: *walking around base in shorts*

Phoenix: God damn, Moose! What’re you doin out here with all that ass?

Black-Ice: Double caked up on a Tuesday night

Phoenix has a habit of cat calling Moose and Graves because he thinks it’s funny. Lots of “Damn Babygirl”s get thrown around. But, if one of them says they’re uncomfortable, he’ll apologize profusely and buy them a bunch of gifts and give them little smooches instead of the catcalling

-Before-

Phoenix: Damn, babygirl, you just walk around with those things out?

Moose, who was walking around base shirtless:

-After-

Moose: *talking to Black-Ice about lord only knows what*

Phoenix: You look good today

*Phoenix presses a kiss to Moose’s forehead and cheek before leaving*

Moose, so red that he could blend in with the tomatoes: :O

-🔥

There’s a picture of Phoenix and Black-Ice kneeling behind Moose, looking like they’re worshiping/praising his ass. It’s a meme template and no one, not even Graves, can make the Shadows stop using it.

Moose is actually loving the attention, especially since it’s coming from someone he cares about.

Graves is less than amused, especially if Nik’s around because he’ll join in on torment the Shadow himself without hesitation.

#🔥#shadow company #shadow company moose #cod oc #cod oc: phoenix #shadow company oc #shadow 06 #shadow 06 black-ice #phillip graves #cod nikolai #ask #thanks for the ask <3 #drabble #incorrect quotes

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shycroissanti · 24 days

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Here are Takahiro's pets, but now in color

Phoenix is orange and Ton is blue :3

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #artwork #kny #artists on tumblr #demon slayer art #kny oc #kny oc art #digital art #Takahiro Shinkirou #black hole #ton 618 #phoenix a #astronomy

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morganalatina21 · 1 year

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Manipulating Death: Chapter Ten

Series Summary: When Harry discovers he has a twin sister that was hiding for years, he wants to know all about her, specially about her ability to bring people back to life.

a/n: I'm sorry it took me so long to post this one, I was trying to make it longer bc I intend to add a big time break next chapter and I needed everything to be in place, hope u enjoy it :)))

(Also, english isn’t my first language so I’m sorry in advance lol)

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Pain.

That's all she felt.

Everywhere. Every single inch of her body was hovering and turning in pain.

Excruciating and extended.

Her eyes were blurry and took a long time to focus, and even a longer to realize where she was. The basement of her house.

And that sad figure on the stairs certainly was Sirius Black.

Felt like her brain got flipped, like someone stole and juggled around with it just to return it shaky and scared. The last thing she remembered was Regulus, standing right where his brother is, pulling her closer and closer to the living world.

Fuck, she was back.

"Holy smokes." The man said, crawling closer and closer to her, wand in hand just in case. "Are you really...?"

She blinked her eyes at him, trying to move the lips but feeling the throat ache like she just swallowed a cup of sand and glass.

"That's insane!" He shouted, a small smile on his lips. "But that's like... the eighth most insane thing that I've seen this last weeks."

The jokes were made to stop the tears from falling even though she could notice how his eyes sparkled.

Y/n was alive once more, he hadn't disappointed James and Lily again.

"Hold still, I'll grab you a cup of water." He mumbled just above a breath, and stood up, running to the kitchen. "Here ya go, mini Evans."

Pushing the liquid down her throat, she felt it burning like firewhiskey. Merlin, that hurt.

"Where's.... Reggie?" She whispered, voice breaking and exploding into coughing just as she finished her sentence. "He was here."

"He went back to the house, couldn't bare to look at you any longer." He told, caressing her hair as it slowly gained a little more color. "I said I'd stay behind to take care of your body until he was ready to give you a funeral. I offered to clean the house but he declined."

Of course he would, she thought, Regulus hated when things weren't adjusted his way. When they started living together, he finally had some control of what his house could look like and he wasn't ready to give it up.

His speech.

How he felt for her, even almost made her not regret kissing him the last time they saw each other.

"Take me to him." She pleaded, feeling her bones ache and flesh twist inside her body. "I need Reggie."

"I know you two have this really complicated relationship and shit, but right now you need to rest." He mocked, shaking his head no, like an old father who knew his kid was in love.

"Padfoot." Y/n called sternly, dropping his act. "Do you know anything about resurrecting someone? No. And I don't have strength on my own. If he finds out I came back but re-died because you didn't apparate with me, he'll murder you."

Hell, she was right.

"We'll grab the potions needed and you'll take me to him." She instructed. "Right now, we're both serious."

He choked in a laugh, looking at her in shock that she'd make that joke right now.

But he had to admit, on his early years in Hogwarts he'd tell that joke and its variants all the time, so much the marauders and the girls would already anticipate them.

And for just a moment, Sirius saw James' eyes instead of hers.

Shrugging it off, he pulled her arm above his head and helped feet after feet going upstairs, wanting to get out of there but also not forcing her in case she wasn't strong enough.

But oh boy, she was.

"Take that drawer." Y/n instructed, nodding towards the same furniture she asked Remus a couple nights ago. "And those papers and books, you can put it here." She said, opening a small backpack that was hidden under the coffee table. "It's for emergencies." She whispered upon seeing his gaze.

"Alright, what else do we need?"

The girl didn't answer, holding herself on the back rest of the biggest chair in the living room, shaky fingers gripping into the wood like her life depended on it.

Instead, she opted to whistle a light melody, looking at the main door, open wide due to the Death Eaters' forced entrance.

Sirius was starting at her like she just punched him in the face, asking what was wrong with her.

But he was surprised when two possessors came barging in, following the sound that came out of her lips.

She opened up the backpack and held it with both hands, her back pressed firmly against the wall for security.

The possessor didn't even hesitate to enter it, making their figures smaller and smaller to fit the tiny hole.

"What the..."

The biggest was Regulus' possessor, the one she ran after for the entire city they lived in two and a half years ago.

It's eyes found her pupils, just like the day she won his confidence, after two weeks of fighting each other through the streets.

Suffice to say, Regulus was less than pleased to see that thing once she came home with it, it was much bigger than the ones lying in the basement and stared holes in his face, desesperately wanting to possess his body once again.

The smaller was Luna's possessor, it was way shorter and it's eyes weren't in the slightest scary. That girl wouldn't take long to surpass the layers of the death world, so there wasn't that much work to do.

Once both were nice and organized in the backpack with the other supplies, she handed it over to Sirius.

"Ouch!" He yelled, feeling his head hit the ground and hands twist as soon as she let go of the bag.

"Careful, it's heavy." Her hoarse voice announced, almost giggling.

"Oh is it? I didn't notice!" He responded, forcing himself up and throwing the heavy backpack over his shoulder. "Anything else m'lady?"

Her eyes darted around, staring at every corner of that house, knowing she'd miss it so badly.

"Regulus already took a lot of your things, before you ask." Sirius groaned. "Like the hairbrush, the necklace and the tiara. He said you'd probably want to be buried with them."

The tiara, part of the costume Remus and Sirius got her for Halloween, the one that James died next to.

The younger Black was right. She wanted to be buried with those her whole life, but now maybe she'd give Harry the hairbrush, he had so little from their parents.

"Then that's all." She nodded, the feeling of missing it already shaking her body.

She'd miss waking up to find Regulus in the kitchen, hair pulled back in a small bun with teapot and two teacups on his hands.

Would certainly miss how they'd always want to move the furniture around the room without magic, and always ended up on the floor exhausted.

How sometimes they would feed the possessors like they were dogs.

How Regulus would always say he wanted a cat, and she'd tell him it would leave fur all around the house and he'd go mental with the animal.

That's when she realized.

Sure the house was a big part of her.

But what she missed really was him.

That obnoxiously intelligent man, she loved to mess with. She loved to see him.

She loved him.

And after literally dying, she was ready to admit that. But not to him, never.

To herself.

She could now accept the fact that the long stares when she looked at him, how she fell asleep in his arms every night, led to her feeling that way.

And it was fine.

What was not fine however was the turning and circling in her stomach when they landed right in front of the Order's house.

Her vision was so blurry she could barely see the doorknob Sirius was turning and pushing their way inside.

The Black had to hold her weight by the elbows at the mere sensation she'd fall.

He tried his best not to announce to the painting of his mother that they were back, it would be a catastrophic disaster.

"Regulus is on his bedroom, last door to the left." He instructed, helping to stand on the stairs while turning around to meet his cousin Tonks.

Y/n walked like an animal, with hand and knees, groaning in pain as it felt burning every inch of her skin.

She struggled all the path to the door Sirius mentioned, hearing him downstairs answer the girl's questions to make sure he wasn't a Death Eater.

Without any forces to get up or reach for the doorknob, she just banned slightly on his door.

No response.

Once again, she knocks three times, leaving her hand to rest on the wood, hoping for him to open soon before she passed out, backpack aching on her shoulders.

With a smooth crack, a house elf stood in front of her, his eyes held even more than just disgust.

"Master Regulus don't want to be bothered." He announced, sounding more like a threat. "And he ordered me to petrificate anyone who's behind the door if they try again."

Scoffing, she held tight to the fabric of her pants to stop her fingers from shaking. "That's very you, Reggie."

Before Y/n even blinked, the door was swung open and her numb body fell to his feet.

"For the love of Merlin." The man muttered, kneeling in front of her and grabbing those shaky cheeks, staring intensely at her eyes. "Y/n?"

"I found you once, and then did it again." She concluded, a breaking smile appearing.

Exactly what she promised she'd do, and tears welled up on his eyes before pulling her in for a tight hug.

His hands wandered around, her hair, her cheeks, her arms, all the way down to her trembling knees.

"How?!? I- I saw..."

"I was in the first layer." The Potter answered, being pulled inside by the man.

"All this time?"

"Well, you waited for me all this time."

Regulus positioned her on the bed, placing two pillows behind her head to make it more comfortable and started opening the backpack, holding her hand the entire time.

The possessors jumped out of it, looking around the house and feeling excited with the air of trauma and pain all around, running in circles around his room.

"Kreacher, can you fetch something for them to eat?" He asked quickly, unscrewing the top of a bottle and lining it up on her lips.

"Fuck this tastes awful."

"I know. I've been there."

The girl lightly mocked his comment but smiled big after it.

Regulus was so focused on taking care of Y/n, turning potions down her throat as he saw her doing so many times before, he didn't even noticed Sirius figure peeking from the door, Remus right next to him.

Both men stared at their interactions, how the Black had a faint smile on his lips after so many nights of dark stares and sad tears.

Sirius tapped Lupin's shoulder, indicating their hands enlaced together with a smile so wide. The werewolf smiled too, seeing how Y/n looked at him adorably.

And they dared to deny they're in love! They thought, shaking heads together.

Stepping out, they closed the door to give them some privacy and some alone time, knowing damn well Harry would wake up in the morning and want to spend time with his sister.

Not to mention the insane amount of questions the others would have.

A few minutes later, he fed her the last potion needed for now, eyes and face with a lot more color and it didn't seem to hurt her to breath for so long.

"Kreacher, I want you to meet her properly." Regulus called, welcoming the elf closer to them. "This is Y/n Potter, she's Harry's twin. And the one that brought me back to life."

His eyes went big, taking over his entire scrunched up face and he bowed to her. "I am eternally grateful for bringing Master Regulus back."

"Well, he brought me back too, so I guess we're even now."

We are far from it, the Black thought but decided to stay shut about.

"You need to rest now." He informed, pulling her knees so she'd be fully laying down. "Hell no." Regulus ordered, standing up and letting go of her hands for just a bit, grabbing something on his drawers.

He came back in less than two seconds, grabbing her by the calf and shoving a sock on her foot, doing the exact same with the other one, mumbling curse words in french the entire time.

"Are your trying to convert me, Black?" She asked, a smug smile on her face when she looked at her feet now covered with wool socks in the Slytherin colors. "I see your second intentions."

"You just look pretty in green." He shrugged, trying not to make it obvious he wanted to see her with the colors of his house.

"Sure, of course I'll believe that, Slytherin Prince."

"Fine, if you don't want them..."

"No!" She fought, taking her feet away from his lap. "They're comfy." Regulus rolled his eyes. "Come on, we have to sleep. Wanna be the small spoon?" She suggested, smiling at him and already turning to be on her side.

"I have a better idea."

With a tight grip, he rolled her around to be chest up once again, spreading her legs a little in a motion that made her heart run circles inside her chest.

The Black made his way to be on top of her, between her legs, to which she squirmed a little bit, a chill spreading down her spine.

He lied all his weight on her, adjusting himself in a way his head would be placed on her chest, hearing the heartbeats.

"Relax, everything is fine now." Regulus said, noticing how quick paced they were. "I'll be here if you have any nightmares."

He nuzzle against her body, not moving his head once, wanting to make sure she was there.

Alive.

With the man she was in love with holding her tight, between her legs and head so close to her breasts, it was hard to relax. But she forced herself to, falling asleep like that, close to her loved one and the possessors guarding their sleep.

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"Y/n?"

She woke up, startled, breath hitching on her throat. Regulus was hovering over her.

"Which one was it?"

The Potter felt confused for just a moment, but noticed what he was talking about. She was squirming on her sleep and heartbeat so fast like a rat's heart.

He thought she was having a nightmare.

"Uh the- the one with Abby." She lied, breathing in and out. "But it's fine now, don't worry."

"Are you really?"

Opting for nodding instead of saying it, a bad sensation of thirst in her throat.

"I'm glad. Stay here, I'll bring you breakfast."

He quickly leaned in, leaving a gentle peck on her lips and getting up.

"Oh... oh, uh- oookay." She answered as he left the bedroom, leaving behind a very confused Y/n, with possessor who groaned something to her. "Oh shut it, you two." She grunted, trying to not make her smile so wide.

With two fingers, she pinched herself, making sure it wasn't a dream. But it happened the she was wide awake.

When he came back, a few minutes later, with her favorite breakfast in hands, she decided not to address it. He made it look so casual, as if they were doing this for years so she decided to leave it like that.

Sitting on the bed, back pushed to the headboard, she took in the breakfast, with Regulus lying his head on her thighs and staring at her the whole time.

"Are you sure you're fine?" She asked after swallowing the drink. "You haven't asked me anything yet."

"Because you won't know peace once those kids wake up." He replied, drawing shapes in the fabric of her pants. "Specially those two your brother calls best friends, I was one second away of cursing them."

"You be nice!" She averted, finger pointing at him. "You weren't any better, bombing me with questions every two minutes."

"That's totally different."

She laughed, taking the reforce potion with the rest of the meal.

They just kept in silence for a few minutes, enjoying each other's presence in the warmest way possible. Once again, just the two of them. How it has always been. How Regulus wanted it to be forever.

When the conversation outside started to get more and more crowded, the Black decided to call Harry.

Everyone noticed the sudden change of mood in the heir's movement, looking a lot more light and like a gentleman in the 1800s instead of a bloody vigilante assassin.

So for that, Harry was more than suspicious and refused to go upstairs.

"You're acting weird." The boy pointed. "And nothing changed, so I'm sorry if I don't trust you like she did."

"I'm sorry to break it to ya." The voice on the stairs said, attracting everyone attention. "But we've been kind of a package deal for the last years, so he's like this personalized keychange that comes with me, no refunds."

She was holding herself tightly to the handrail and using the biggest possessor as a support.

Regulus immediately held his hand out, being her new crutch despite rolling eyes at how she described him.

"A blood traitor! Regulus how could you?" The portrait of Walburga shouted, muffled because it was facing the wall but still making itself present. "Do you have any idea what we have done for you, just so you could come back and stab us with-"

They couldn't hear anything in a second, and all eyes turned to Sirius, but he was just as astonished.

"I didn't came back to hear mother scream at me again." The younger Black answered, making his brother's eyes sparkle looking at him.

"I'm so proud... Group hug?"

"Lay one finger on me and I'll snap all of your bones in half."

Y/n mouthed something like "He won't" without any sound, knowing Regulus enjoyed this powerful dark face he had.

"I'll take a family hug." She said, removing the hand from the possessor and reaching out for her brother, who immediately ran across the living room to get to her.

They embraced each other so hard the girl felt her bones aching, and held in a huff, just glad she was one again with her twin.

"I thought I lost you." Harry whispered, body shaking from falling tears.

"I never leave my family behind."

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forbidden-forest-witch · 1 year

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Destiné à Être: A Remus Lupin Story

Chapter 14: Le Désir***

(Warnings: Smoking, drinking, language, sexual themes. 18+ only)

UNDER 18 DO NOT ENTER!!!

Word Count: 2.6K

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"They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered" - F Scott Fitzgerald

After landing on the front steps and promptly unlocking the door, Remus follows Brigitte inside. She takes his hand and quickly leads him up the stairs trying to avoid Sirius. Little do they know he has his head in the fireplace talking to Harry, moments away from almost getting caught by Umbridge...

Brigitte opens her bedroom door and turns to Remus with a look in her eyes he's never seen before.

"Are you sure you me to ...?", he asks her quietly.

She takes his hand and pulls him into the room. Brigitte closes the door and Remus wraps his arms around her middle, burying his face in her neck. She spins to face him, and they kiss passionately while he pins her against the wall. Brigitte's hands tangle in Remus' hair as he nips and sucks her neck and aggressively kneads her soft hips.

Her chest heaves against his; Remus' hands roam the small of her back and up to her chest, cupping her barely clothed breasts. They moan deeply into each other's mouths at the sensual touch, feeling that internal flame burn deep inside them in the best way.

Remus breaks away and guides her to the foot of the bed. Eyeing him lustfully, Brigitte kicks off her boots and pulls off the dress in one swift motion, making Remus practically drool at the sight of her wearing nothing but sheer stockings, a garter belt, and a black thong.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful, Britt. Perfect ...", he breathes out, not taking his eyes off her soft, womanly form. In his opinion, none of the art they looked at earlier can begin to rival her beauty. His heart palpitates as he appreciates his current reality: about to make love to a woman he's head over heels for, who looks at him with the same adoration and lustful desire.

Remus brushes the hair behind her shoulders as she desperately unbuttons his shirt.

"I want you, Remus. I need you", she pleads while yanking the sleeves off his broad shoulders, feeling herself pooling in between her legs looking at his rugged torso. It's splattered in scars. Some white, some pink and purple. Some thin and shallow, some deep and jagged as if he was whipped by lightning. Brigitte kisses a few of his marks, making him groan at her soft lips. Blood rushes to his groin as their unclothed chests graze each other.

A surge of confidence Remus has never experienced courses through his veins, seeing such an unearthly beauty gazing at him with lust-filled eyes. Remus grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her head back for a better angle, licking down her neck, collarbone, and making his way to her breasts.

He kneels down to suck and bite her nipples, tasting her sweet skin. She whimpers pathetically because his touch is better than ever imagined, "Oh, Remus I love your mouth on me".

He looks at her with dilated pupils and sprinkles kisses across her milky stomach. "You're softer than I imagined, Love. I want to feel every inch of you", he says against her goosebumped skin. He nips along her panty line and squeezes her squishy bum. Brigitte runs her hands through his coarse hair and gasps blissfully, hardly believing this sweet man is on his knees for her.

Remus gazes up at her animalistically, "I want you to keep these on", he says caressing her sheer stockings and inadvertently giving her shivers.

"Take the garter belt off me, please", she begs, feeling the pressure swirl between her legs. He smirks devilishly and begins unclipping it, tickling her with his facial hair while he lightly kisses her thighs.

He removes the garter belt and stares at her clothed mound. "You have no idea how badly I want you; how good I'm going to make you feel". He rubs his thumb along the thin fabric between her legs.

Brigitte lets out of high-pitched squeal and pulls his hair to steady herself. He chuckles condescendingly, as if his own groin isn't throbbing from anticipation. "You like when I touch you like that? How about like this?", he adds more pressure while rubbing back and forth. Remus kisses her navel and trails down until he's on her mound.

"Yeah Remus, touch me like that!", Brigitte whimpers. He puts his mouth around her clothed clit and reaches up for her breasts. Brigitte slowly thrusts her hips towards Remus in pleasure, her moans becoming louder as he presses hard kisses on her most sensitive spot.

She looks down to admire him and notices the sizable bulge in his pants which makes her core pulsate. "Lunaire... I want you", she pleads.

"Yes, my darling. Such a needy little thing", he teases with a loving smile and hooks his fingers around her panties. He hitches his breath at the sight of a string of arousal sticking to the fabric as he pulls them down to her feet.

"God baby, you're already so wet", he lets out in admiration.

Brigitte mewls and wriggles around in place, "Mmm, for you, Remus".

He stands up, keeping his focus on her. Brigitte unloops his belt and pushes his pants and briefs onto the floor. Her eyes widen at the thick, pronounced cock that springs out.

Brigitte wraps her dainty fingers around Remus, making him whimper and cover his face with his large hands. She goes to lower herself to her knees but he scoops her back up under her armpits.

"No, I want to please you. Lie back on the bed for me, Darling", Remus asserts softly.

He pushes his ruffled bangs out of the way and watches Brigitte sprawl her naked body out on the silky sheets, staring up at him seductively. He waves his wand at the door and her stomach to conceal their noises and her womb. She looks up at him with a deep desire as he braces himself over her.

Brigitte grinds against his hard cock as Remus mouths and squeezes her breasts. She gasps euphorically as he works down her stomach; then he sits up in a kneeling position. He gently pushes her legs open, exposing her dripping core.

"So beautiful", Remus says admiring her naked body. Brigitte hides her face in her hands but he quickly pulls them away and pins them to the side. "Don't be embarrassed, I want to see you". He caresses her thigh, making her bite her lip.

"Remus...".

"I know, darling... I'm going to taste how sweet you are", and he kisses her inner thighs, tickling her with his facial hair.

Remus softly flicks her clit with his tongue, which is so sensitive and makes her shake from the anticipation. Brigitte's hands find Remus' hair as he adds more pressure and speed. She's a writhing mess as he circles her bud and teases her entrance with his fingers.

"Ohh... Remus... feels so good", she groans while tugging desperately at the crown of his head, never having felt such pleasure before. He moans into her at the affirmation, the vibrations making her hips jut up.

He ferociously laps at her swollen pussy, feeling her arousal dripping down his chin, determined to make her climax mind-shattering. He places his thumb above her clit and pushes up, fully exposing her sensitive bunch of nerves. A few rough licks has her she's convulsing.

"Re-Remus! I'm gonna... Ahh!", Brigitte moans loudly as an overwhelming wave of pleasure courses through her body like electricity. She shakes uncontrollably at the sensations, tugging the sheets and forcing Remus to hold her hips down so that he can keep pleasuring her. He licks her hungrily through her first orgasm even though she's pathetically trying to push his head back.

"Ah! No, too good... ahh, fuck!", she begs as the second orgasm quickly washes over. Her intoxicating sounds and sweet arousal have Remus' cock throbbing against the mattress. He's licks her up like she's the oasis in the middle of the desert. He lifts his head and teases her with his index finger, watching her jump at the subtle touch.

"You're so sexy right now, Britt. Such beautiful sounds from your pretty lips when I make you come with only my tongue. Look at you squirm when I pet you".

She looks at him hazily over her pounding chest, "Mhmm ... Need you ... inside me, Remus".

He sits up on his knees and strokes himself a few times. His impressive, throbbing erection sticks straight up, pre-cum dripping down his shaft. He falls forward and holds himself over Brigitte's impatient body.

She reaches between her legs and strokes his cock, feeling herself getting wetter from his well- endowed manhood. Remus gasps at her soft hands touching him.

"Fuck, Britt... Let me fuck you", he groans.

"You're so big, Lunaire".

"I'll be slow, I got you, Darling".

She positions him at her aching cunt, and he rubs up and down her slit to gather her sticky arousal. He steadily thrusts all the way inside her in one slow movement.

They both gasp out; Brigitte claws Remus' arms to brace herself against the pressure. He caresses her cheek reassuringly. Biting her bottom lip, he keeps her eyes on his, taking a few deep breaths and wiggling around until she feels used to the stretch.

"Fuck, Darling you're so tight and wet. Doing so well taking me". He tries to control himself, slowly thrusting into her. Brigitte sighs blissfully and starts bucking her hips up as any and all discomfort quickly subsides.

"Faster, Remus. Hard".

He growls into her neck at the plea, and his demeanor immediately changes as he grabs her thighs for a better grip. He plunges his cock deep into her repeatedly, causing pornographic moans to escape her mouth as his tip rubs vigorously on her spongey walls.

Remus has to focus on not coming done already, but watching Brigitte lose control under him is the hottest thing he's ever seen. She desperately grips the sheets and his body, anything she can get her hands on. She's already so sensitive from the two previous orgasms.

"Mmm, Remus you feel so good inside me- Ohhh God!", Brigitte cries shamelessly as he pounds into her, groaning primally as she squeezes around him. Her nails dig into his back, adding to the display of pink lines decorating his muscles. Remus' sweaty brow is furrowed as he tries to keep his breath and movements steady.

"You feel so good around my cock, Love- ah, fuck! I can feel your pussy trembling", he grits through clenched teeth. He leans down and gives her sloppy, open- mouthed kisses and swallows up her heavenly moans.

Then he sits up and lifts her stocking-clad legs, hugging them against his chest and kissing her ankles. His hips violently smack against her ass.

Remus grunts and watches Brigitte's face contort from the overstimulation. Her eyes are tight shut, mouth wide open.

She tries to fight his grip on her, the pleasure overwhelming but he holds onto her tight as his movements speed up; the sight of her desperately thrashing around with bouncing breasts, squirming on the sheets is almost too much to handle.

"Ah! Ah! So... good- Ah! Remus! I'm gon- I'm gonna!", she grinds her hips on him, unable to get the words out as every nerve in her body sets off like a fire sparkler.

"I know darling, I feel you clenching me. Fuck!- I want to watch you cum... Ah! Cum on my cock", he growls as his thrusts get sloppy. Remus reaches down and pushes on Brigitte's clit. His words and the stimulation are enough to send her over the edge for the third time.

"Mon Dieu, Oui! Oui! Oui!", she screams and claws at his thighs. She squeezes around his shaft, pulling him over the edge with her.

"Fuck darling, fuck- I'm coming", Remus groans and falls forward. He holds himself up on his forearms with their glistened foreheads pressed together. He slowly pushes into her, mixing their cum as they come down from the high.

Brigitte wraps her arms around him like a vine. Remus buries his head into the crook of her flushed neck and inhales her sweet aroma.

"Are you alright, darling? I wasn't too rough, was I? I had to restrain myself". Brigitte peppers his shoulders and affectionately scratches his back, still trying to catch her breath.

"It was perfect, Mon Amour".

Neither speak for a few minutes, content with staying in their current positions. Sure, they've both had sex, but they've never made love like this. Remus, in the past has refused to let himself get this close to someone, while Brigitte has never felt comfortable enough until now.

This feels right. Their heads are foggy with ecstasy and still in shock by the events that just took place.

"That was amazing ... you're amazing. I can't believe we did that", Remus chuckles and rubs his nose on hers. He pours all his emotions into a gentle kiss. Brigitte smiles tenderly and cups his face,

"You're amazing. I can't believe we haven't done that sooner". Remus slowly pulls out of her but instead of rolling over, he lays his head in between Brigitte's breasts and caresses her sides. She plays with his sweaty hair as they lie in a comfortable silence.

For a moment, Brigitte worries Remus fell asleep on her- literally. Then he takes a deep breath and speaks up, "I really care about you, Britt ... a lot. So much. I want you to know how special you are to me. I'm not, uh, vulnerable like that often, hardly ever, not in a very very long time and I never expected to ever be with someone again. I wouldn't have done this except ...".

"Except what, Lunaire?".

Remus looks deep in her eyes. "Except... I'm falling for you and I can't seem to control myself. I couldn't not be with you. Even ... even with my scarred body, I want to have that ultimate intimacy with you and show you how much you mean to me".

She looks at him with big twinkling eyes, completely shocked by how open and sincere he is,

"Oh, Lunaire, I'm falling for you too. I've been craving your body, your touch. You mean so much to me and your scars don't matter. Besides, I think they're sexy", she smiles at him reassuringly.

"I don't", he says flatly.

"We all have your flaws, Remus. You don't like your scars... I don't really like my stomach. When I lean forward I get a little pooch, and it's kinda jiggles when I shake my hips", she confesses.

Remus looks at her dumbfounded. "What are you talking about? You're absolutely perfect, Darling. Your tummy is cute and sexy and... so kissable", he affirms, tracing his lips over her abdomen and tickling her milky skin.

"Well Lunaire, so are your scars", she smiles warmly and runs her nails along his scalp.

"Again... I don't deserve you".

"You already have me". Remus eventually gets up to fetch a damp cloth to clean them up. Then he gets back on the bed next to Brigitte and pulls the covers over their naked bodies.

She buries her face in his chest and folds her body into his. He soothingly scratches her back until they both fall asleep. Their legs are practically braided together, and their sleeping exhales mingle as they breathe in sync.

The room is peaceful, the passionate energy slowly subsiding to a warm contentment. The painted Springtime couple peers lovingly at one another as vines of clematis descend from the ceiling over the bed- the new sensations of love and lust creating a magical energy so strong that the talented witch is emitting it in her sleep.

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