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@into-the-jeggyverse // Piano // NSFW themes // wc: 204

“I always wanted to do this in your parents’ house.” 

James’s voice was low and breathy as he pushed Regulus into Walburga’s drawing room at 12 Grimmauld Place. His hands were sliding under the hem of Regulus’s shirt, and Regulus’s breath hitched in his throat as James’s palms seemed to scald his skin. 

“Dirty boy,” he murmured to James, before slipping out of his grasp and scurrying to the back of the room. There were candles in the wall sconces, but the flames were low, casting only dim, flickering lights over Regulus’s sinister smirk. James watched with interest as his boyfriend approached a large, ornate piano that stood in the corner of the room. 

The keys rang out an obnoxiously loud tune as Regulus perched on them, and spread his legs apart in invitation to James. 

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” murmured James as he stalked closer to Regulus. He nudged himself in between Regulus’s thighs and settled his hands on the back of the piano, effectively trapping Regulus in place. 

“And why not?” teased Regulus, hovering his lips over James’s.

“Sitting so suggestively like that,” James whispered against Regulus’s lips, “I’m going to ruin you, right here on Mummy’s piano.”

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Barty stood up from the bed in his small, studio apartment and crossed the room with in seconds, blocking Regulus from leaving. He stood against the door and folded his arms, looking down at his oldest friend.

“You should’ve left when you had the chance.”

Regulus rolled his eyes and tried to reach for the doorhandle, but Barty batted his hand out of the way. “I can’t get through to you. You’re not listening. Joining Him isn’t the right thing to do, you know that.”

“I told you to leave when you got here and started waffling on,” Barty replied. “You didn’t. You kept on.”

Regulus flashed his eyes at Barty dangerously. “I’m trying to help you.”

“You’re trying to control me,” Barty responded with a snarl, “just like everyone always has.”

“I would never try to control you,” Regulus scoffed. “Mostly because I know I never could.”

In a sudden movement, Barty had gripped Regulus by the wrists and flipped them around, so that Regulus was suddenly pressed against the door. Barty pushed his weight against him, trapping him into the wood. “That’s right,” he murmured.

“Let me leave,” Regulus muttered, but he knew he didn’t sound convincing. He could feel Barty’s breath on his face, and it was intoxicating.

“I told you, you should’ve left when you had the chance,” Barty repeated. He moved his face closer, and Regulus turned his head so that Barty’s lips brushed his ear. “You know you have to join Him with me,” he whispered. “We belong together.”

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Barty: Why? Why, Reg?

Regulus: Why am I sleeping with James?

Barty: Is it a pitty thing?

Regulus:

Barty: Is he sick?

Regulus:

Barty: Are you working for the ministry? Damm it, he's holding you against your will, isn't he?

Regulus: *Walking away*

Barty, calling after him: Is it huge? I'm sorry, let me rephrase that.

Barty: Is it huge?

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When Regulus opened the door, the last person he expected to be standing there in the rain was James Potter, soaked through to the skin and shivering.

“I did it,” he said before Regulus could ask what he was doing there, “I finished things with Lily.”

Regulus stood quietly for a few moments, one hand still on the doorframe. He raised an eyebrow slowly and curled his lip. “I’m confused. You’re here to tell me this, why?”

James’s lips pressed together in a thin line. “You know why.”

“So, you split up with your childhood sweetheart, and you’ve come running here to tell me because you think I’m going to just take you in with open arms—”

He was cut off as James crossed the threshold suddenly, grabbing Regulus’s face in his hands and smashing their lips together with a force that knocked his glasses askew. Regulus stiffened initially, but then melted into the kiss, uncaring that James was dripping water all over the hardwood floor.

“Yes,” James murmured against Regulus’s lips, “I had to do it. You know it’s meant to be me and you.”

“Oh,” Regulus whispered back, before allowing James to push him further into the house and shut the door behind them.

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Disease, rats, torture…it doesn’t sound very pleasant. But can you turn all the darkness and horror of the medieval times into a microfic more palatable? Pick a prompt and start writing, don’t leave me waiting in the stocks.

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James: There's only one thing worse than dying

James: *rips away paper to reveal "Regulus" above dying*

Regulus, nodding: Me

James: NO

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Snippet from Part 2 of pretty little thing (stopped him in his tracks):

James blinked lazily as he watched Regulus saunter into the bedroom, a mug of steaming coffee in each hand. “You look like you’re thinking hard,” he said, grinning at James. “Don’t blow a brain cell.”  “Dickhead,” James sniggered, throwing a pillow at him. He dodged it expertly, and James let his eyes scan up and down Regulus’s body.  He was wearing nothing but one of James’s faded black band t-shirts, which hung off his shoulder and came down to his upper thigh, leaving his long, creamy-white legs on display. His dark hair was still tousled from being in bed, and his eyes were ringed with remnants of last night’s eyeliner that he hadn’t quite managed to wash off.  Even though James loved seeing Regulus dancing or working a pole wearing latex and lingerie and leather, he realised at that moment that this was the Regulus he was the most attracted to. Real, messy Regulus, putting coffee on the bedside table and sipping from his own cup. Tugging the hem of the t-shirt down in an attempt to cover up his backside when he bent over to get something out of the bedside drawer. Smiling as he realised that James was watching him.

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Snippet from Part 2 of The Filth

“For God’s sake!” Barty hissed. “Why didn’t you turn that thing off?” James sighed and reached into the back pocket of his trousers, pulling out his mobile. To his relief, Regulus didn’t stop what he was doing. “It’s a video call, Jesus Christ.” He squinted at the screen, and grinned. “It’s Evan.” Barty sniggered. “Well, it’s only polite if you answer it, then. Show him what he’s missing.” James swiped his finger across the screen, grinning as Evan’s freckled face swam into view. “Hey, Ev. I’ve got the greatest thing to show you.”  “What?” Evan’s voice rattled through the phone. James flipped the camera on his mobile, pointing it down at Regulus.

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Messages are flying into his chat room by the dozens, as they usually do, and Regulus only catches snippets of lewd comments and requests as they flit up the screen. But one sticks out, causing Regulus to furrow his brow and hover the cursor over the message so it isn’t swallowed up by all the other messages.   Prongsz91: you have the most beautiful eyes. :-) It’s a perfectly nice and normal statement, yet it’s the strangest compliment Regulus has ever received during his webcam career. The comments his clients usually make are much more vulgar, and usually about parts of his body that are south of the waistline. 

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I had a few years off but...

I'm back with a new account c:

Not sure how much the community has changed in my absence but I will be continuing where I left off, starting with the following WIPs I haven't paid any mind to for a while:

Dripping With Sin

Regulus and James have a happy relationship and nothing is out of the ordinary for them in their mundane little lives - James is a weekend rockstar and Regulus works the bar where he performs. Everything is perfectly blissfully normal - that is, until Regulus is bitten by a vampire. James/Regulus, Barty/Regulus, Barty/Evan, Rockstar!AU, Vampire!AU Ongoing MC

pretty little thing (stopped him in his tracks)

“It’s you,” James groaned, throwing an arm over his face, “you’re going to kill me.” Regulus really was going to kill him. This is how he was going to die. James/Regulus, Stripper!AU Was originally a oneshot but I will be posting a second chapter this year

The Filth

Barty had been right, James realised. There was something happening between them. He could feel it hanging in the air between him and Regulus like a damp fog. The atmosphere between them didn’t feel the same as it normally did, when they were flirting and having banter in the office. It was heavier than that; almost like lust. James/Regulus/Evan/Barty, Office!AU Was originally a oneshot but I will be posting a second chapter this year

It's Alright (We'll Survive)

This new year at college was going to be different, James knew. Last year was interesting, to say the least. Going from high school to college had been an ordeal, a whirl of new friends, relationships, parties and experiences that seemed to have passed James by too quickly. It was amazing that any of them had managed to actually scrape by with any qualifications. But things would be different this year, even though James tried to convince himself otherwise. Because Regulus was going to be there. James/Regulus, Sirius/Remus, Barty/Regulus, Barty/James, British College!AU, Muggle!AU Ongoing MC

Crawling Back For More

“Welcome to my office.” James’ eyes snapped to the figure that sat behind a desk at the far end of the enormous room. He stood up, and James almost choked on his breath.  James/Regulus, Sirius/Remus, Dominatrix!Regulus Ongoing MC

can you hold me without hurting me?

"James moved closer to Regulus, shoving the tip of his wand to Regulus’s throat. He wanted to see him panic, to see him break. He wanted to see something other than the condescending, irritating, beautiful expression that Regulus normally wore. Regulus tried to maintain his composure, but there was a brief flicker in Regulus’s eyes that betrayed him. James smirked. “You’re all bark but no bite, aren’t you?”" During James's final year of Hogwarts, Professor Slughorn forces him to undertake tutoring sessions with Snape if he wants to pass his NEWTs. However, Snape refuses to help out James Potter, which leaves Slughorn to find someone else. James soon learns how inherently irritating his best mate's brother really is. James/Regulus, Sirius/Remus, Enemies to Lovers (kind of) Ongoing MC