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rxsilabeth--er · 6 months

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okay, i love reg and remus, so this is completely interchangeable i feel. also doing trans reg cause you seem to like it as much as i do.

a cozy night in the common room, all alone. he has a cup of tea and a book in hand with you wrapped over him. your embrace is warm, but he still feels a little cold. he just feels....cold even with your hug, so you know just the thing to get hin warm.

you move down, getting on your knees while he still sits on your couch, kissing his knuckles to convince him it'll be fine. he trembles under your touch, whispering at you to stop it, because someone might walk in and see. but then your tongue works at him, and his mind goes completely blank. and god he wants to marry you right here right now cause he's just in love with how you eat out his pussy. -🎸 anon

(Sexual smut. I'm gonna cry.. :>)

God he wants to marry you right here right now cause he's just in love with how you eat out his pussy. That is one way Regulus speaks his mind..

Licking his clit as your fingers shoved in and out of his cunt softly, rubbing his soft spots and softly pinching his clit when he moves too much. His noises are the cutest, it's not your fault that this little brat is too cute for you to resist, humming as you placed a tiny kiss on his clit, indulging in his moans and whines as his fingers twirl themselves in your head pulling softly.

One of your hands traveled down and held his thigh and the other his wrist tightly, making sure he didn't pull too hard on your hair as you leaned up to kiss him as he whined against your lip,

"Hm..moree!.." he whined out, softly kicking his leg out as you softly slapped his thigh, sighing..greedy as always, you rolled your eyes, taking your hand off his wrist as your fingers again went to his clit to rub tiny eight figures or circles irregularly as his voices became more high-pitched..

You kissed his hole, your tongue shoving itself in and out as his wet, greedy pussy tightened itself softly around your tongue, wetness coating your fingers, tongue and chin as you continued to eat him out...

Poor baby whining because he simply couldn't cum all alone, always begging for your attention and when he didn't get it became bratty..you couldn't complain cause you loved the way he looked with his face and pussy completely wet. Wet, squelching coming from his cunt as your plunged your fingers in continuously sucking softly on his clit...

"Ah..Fu-fuck~...gentle, please.."he whined out, trying to close his thighs around your head, making you slap his thigh again as she kept them apart, one of your hand tightly wrapped around his thigh as you continued to taste him on your tongue..

Softly snaking your hand up to his hip and you rubbed small circles with your fingered, squeezing occasionally as you tirelessly used your tongue and fingers..

"Pleasee!~ 's too good..I can'..No..I..ngh!" he whined, twitching softly as he came closer to cumming, sighing you figured to get him there faster by being a bit mean as suddenly a loud whine near scream fell from his mouth as he shoved his face in his book, coming undone on your tongue with his juices flowing down as your fingers pinched his clit...

Smirking, you kissed his clit as a sorry as you leaned up, kissing him. His taste still on your tongue as you pulled away, pushing your wet fingers in his mouth softly, changing your positions so he laid on top of you with you on the bottom. Softly suckling your fingers as he shook slightly, basking in the afterglow as you gently stroked his back with the other hand. Poor baby, so tired and in love with the way you eat him out~♡

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regulusblackslover · 1 month

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The Whispers will be our Undoing

Regulus Black x FtM Reader x ???

Chapter IV

Chapter I, Chapter II, Chapter III, Chapter IV

Summary: The strange curiosity of a muggle born wizard terrible at most magic and Regulus Black of the everlasting house of Black as well as another tragic face fall in love and overcome the challenges of the Wizarding world

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Word Count: 1.064k

You came nearly flying across the room back to Regulus, a cup of water that chilled your hand. Your panicked look immediately made eye contact with Regulus who just stared blankly at you, he couldn’t really think the entire scene replaying in his mind.

“ What did he say to you” You said to the other male turning your head towards him quietly looking at Regulus for any signs of a physical altercation.

“ He called me a dog” He whispered out subconsciously and quite blankly with no real emotion coming from his voice.

“ What a prick,” You started scoffing slightly before you went to speak again shrugging, “ You remind me more of a cat anyway.”

“ …What?” Regulus said as he blinked a couple times in confusion as he looked back up at you.

“ You are more cat-like than dog.” You said simply, your mouth quirking up into a slight smile a little chuckle leaving your lips, Regulus matched your smile, a chuckle also escaping his lips as he practically forgot his previous thoughts.

“ Hey drink some water, I haven't seen you drink anything all night.” You encourage your hand, held out holding the glass of water to him. Regulus graciously accepted his fingers brushing softly across yours as the glass passed into his grip he carefully brought the cup to his lips the water wetting them as he sipped. When the glass was about halfway filled he handed the glass back to you.

“ Why don’t you drink some, as far as i’ve seen you haven’t drank anything.” He states back to you holding the glass out for you.

“ Oh no I'm good really.” You said shaking your head despite your tongue darting out to wet your lips ever so slightly.

“ Please, the last thing I need is you passing out on me.” Regulus lightly jokes as he raises his eyebrows ever so slightly while still holding the glass out to you.

You rolled your eyes slightly at his dramatics but you still accepted the glass raising it to your lips. You started to drink when mid-sip you remembered, Regulus had also drank from the glass now while you may usually be worried about germs you were more focused on the fact that it was kind of sort of indirect kiss, with the guy you cared for alot. Your eyes refused to look over to him as you nearly choked on the water. Regulus just watched silently perplexed at the shift in your behaviour until it hit him like bombardo. You had drank from where he did, your lips had touched where his had, you had indirectly kissed. His cheeks lit up, flushed, flushed like a drunk or a fever and he did not like that, he tried his best to cool down the flush by looking anywhere but at you. He couldn’t believe his reaction to this little thing. He was acting like a first year yet here he was failing at staying cool staring at your lips so intensely that one might think he was trying to hex them. You had quickly removed the glass from your lips as you both just stared at each other blinking and silent.

“ Well uh I think I'm going to head out for the night, honestly I was only planning on stopping by.” You shrugged, nodding your head towards the door.

“ Here, why don’t I walk you to your dorm?” Regulus suggested clearing his throat first, his eyes just ever so slightly avoiding yours as he kicked himself even more for acting like a fumbling first year.

“ What about your ‘date’?” You questioned forming quotations with your fingers when you said date.

“ Eh, I think they will be fine as long as Nott is here.” Regulus chuckled in response, looking over to still see his date flirting with the dissuaded Theodore Nott.

And so the two of you managed to slip out of the room unnoticed to both of your reliefs. The two of you just walked through the stone halls of the castle, soft clicks coming from your steps, the dark mixed with a small lumos spell from Regulus’ wand provided a quite calm environment. You had decided to go the “scenic” route despite there not being a real scenic route in Hogwarts, both of you knew it was just to continue to talk to the other. The two of you had just chatted, softly laughing in the dark hallways being careful to not let it echo, him even having to grab you from stepping off one of the moving staircases. However soon you reached your dorm hidden away in the back of the slytherin dorms. You knew your roommate was most likely at some party as they were quite popular amongst the houses so you didn’t have to worry about waking them up.

“ Thank you for, well everything tonight. I had a lot of fun.” You said grinning at him as you stood in front of your door.

“ Even with all the dramatics?” He questioned perplexity tainted his face.

“ Well yeah because I gotta spend time with you.” You half joked cocking your head to the side, the grin on your face growing. Now Regulus swore he was a first year as he thanked the shadows of the hall for concealing his flush; he was unsure how to respond except for nodding.

“ Uh yeah I better be getting to sleep, you should too ya know,” You stated before continuing “ Well Nighty night Regulus”

That when Regulus swore he nearly burst, You had inched towards him at the last second rising to your tippy toes and giving him a light kiss on the hollow cheek just slightly closer to the corner of his mouth than you meant to. It wouldn’t have been the worst if you did, you just wouldn’t want to have kissed him here in the dark of the hallway without him knowing it was coming. Especially with the high chance he did not reciprocate the feelings, you knew how averse he was to romantic affections. You turned on your heel, opening the door and swiftly walking inside before Regulus could respond. And yet he couldn’t respond despite wanting to, he couldn’t process what had occurred. So he had just shock ridden walked to room, and for someone so flirtatious one would believe he could take it yet from you it made his knees weak.

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tiredofthehumanlife · 3 months

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Marriage worthy (masc-ish flavor)

fem(ish) version

Barbie dolls: Regulus x reader

Word: 2.2k-ish

Summary: your parents force a wedding on you but at the alter you realize what you want

Warnings: You’re in a wedding tux and are forced to marry a woman via your parents but I only use gn prounouns for you, regulus is a hater, aged up a little, allusions to not amazing parents, ebay and facebook marketplace mentioned, possible homophobic taxi driver but that wasn’t the intent the driver is just sad they don’t get a drama scoop, you ride in a taxi, i think thats it dude

A/n: this wedding has the wedding traditions and set up that I grew up with ie Christian wedding I understand that other cultures have other traditions but that is not represented in this fic this is by no means a hateful “my culture is the only right culture” type thing I'm just writing what I know everybody’s culture is beautiful thanks for coming to my ted talk

You weren’t sure if you considered yourself the marrying type. Your parents felt differently apparently. You were enjoying the simplicity of your single life, and a few weeks later your parents were informing you of your fiancée. Your wedding was being planned in front of you and you didn’t even know the bride. When your parents were making the quest list, they added your best friend. You thought about this for barely a couple of minutes before scratching out his name. You appreciated Regulus but he was the type of person to speak his mind. Loudly at that.

Once you told him about a friend who wasn’t treating you in the best of ways, but you still loved them. Unfortunately, they ran into you and Regulus at the store. Regulus glared at them the entire time and then finally called them a couple of unfortunate names.

So you doubted he would stay silent at the wedding you didn’t even want. You imagined him sulking in the front row, leaning over to whisper to the person next to him about how much this girl sucked.

“Can’t even match her heels to her dress, embarrassing.”

“Oh god she can’t find her vows, I wonder if she wrote any at all. Have I told you, I’m a published poet? Yeah, four books under my belt.”

“Kind and caring? That’s all she’s got? They’re more than that. They’re the rising sun and setting moon, They’re the oxygen filling our lungs, They’re-“

“Oh thank Godric, they got to my favorite part- I object!”

You could see him jumping out of his seat, a hand in the air. Regulus would object the second he was given the moment of silence. He’d probably walk all the way to the alter, grab onto your arm, and escort you outside himself, insulting the bride on the way out.

It might’ve been a little selfish to remove Regulus from the guest list. It’ll probably hurt him when he finds out but that will give him material for his fifth book. You’ll explain yourself. You’ll probably write him a letter from your honeymoon destination, explaining everything and giving extra treats to your owl for a speedy delivery. That’ll be an odd conversation to have with your new wife.

“Sorry darling my pants are staying on, I have to write a letter to my best friend.” Well, scratch that, you’ll write him a letter as soon as you get a minute to yourself… on your honeymoon? Well, maybe you’ll send him a box of cookies as an extra apology for his explanation having such a long waiting period.

Time moved swiftly as the planning became more erratic. Your parents seemed to have decided waiting for the next season was stupid. They’d much rather have your wedding yesterday than wait. In two shakes of a lamb's tail, you were being buttoned into an elaborate tuxedo. You didn’t feel right. Maybe this was the classic cold feet feeling but every time you blinked you seemed to be nowhere near where you started. You would be in front of the mirror and seconds later you were staring at the double doors waiting on your bride to walk down the aisle. You didn’t remember saying half of your vowels though you felt secure in your assumption that they were monotone. With your hands in hers and the priest beside you talking, you looked at the rows and rows of family members.

Some of which you hadn’t seen in what felt like centuries. You scanned the seat looking for someone you recognized. You reached the end of the row without seeing anyone properly. You closed your eyes as you listened to your fiancée, soon-to-be wife, repeat the priest. You squeezed Regulus’ hands tighter. You felt the corners of your lips twitch for a second before you slowly opened your eyes. Your slight smile fell when you realized you weren’t holding onto your best friend’s hands at all.

You glanced around, remembering exactly where you were. You felt you had just been dunked in cold water waking you from your sleep.

“Do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" The priest seemed as bored as you, his tone hollow and flat. You stayed silent, your mind catching up with the lots of information you just caught. Why would you wish you were holding onto Regulus’ hands at the altar if you were just friends? How long have you felt like this? Does this priest even know your name? How much was he paid? Could you sell this tux on eBay? Facebook marketplace? You heard mutters pass over the crowd of spectators. Your fiancée squeezed your hands while muttering your name. She kept repeating it but it faded into the background like the ocean rocking your body.

“I don’t want this?” You whispered. As you talked mostly to yourself, you remembered you had free will. You laughed as you pulled your hands away from this nameless woman. You reached up to your chest and yanked the boutonniere from your lapel. You dropped it on the floor, turning towards the crowd.

“I don’t want this.” You said, though this time you were sturdy. You knew what you wanted and it had nothing to do with this chapel. You started off towards the front doors. You noticed people in the rows standing up and you were certain you heard someone sounding easily similar to your mother yelling at you. You weren’t entirely certain where you were but you had a feeling your heart would lead you in the right direction.

Your heart failed you. You actually had to hail a taxi, and you were quite happy you memorized Regulus’ address and had pockets with money inside. The taxi driver seemed amused that they had picked up a runaway groom.

“What happened to the bride, sleep with the groomsman?” They asked, glancing back at you through the reirveiw mirror. You laughed awkwardly.

“No. As it turns out I love a man. It appears I prefer obnoxious published poets with the fashion sense of a funeral director.” The taxi driver sighed deeply. You looked out the window, wondering what they were probably doing back at the alter. Did they disperse? Head towards the open bar? You imagined your one aunt who you were certain lived 9 lives herself, swinging her purse over her shoulder and leaving without a second thought. She seemed to root for nobody and everyone all at the same time. You paid the driver and sprinted up the stairs of Regulus’ house. You knocked on his front door rapidly, ringing the door as you stepped back.

You heard Regulus groan behind the door before it opened a crack the chain stopping it. Once he saw you the door slammed again. You heard the chain smack back against the wall before the door opened again. Regulus stared at you with wide eyes. He took you all in, looking you up and down. you felt your shoulders relax when you saw him, letting out a sigh.

“I see you’ve had a busy few weeks.” You glanced down at your outfit, raising your hands and slapping them against the material.

“Yeah, I uh, I was going to send you a letter. I was getting married but I realized something while I was holding that girl's hands-“ Regulus cut off your explanation. He made a disgusted face, flapping his hand in the air.

“Oh Godric, you do not need to tell me what you were doing with your- what fiancée? Wife?” Regulus said, smacking his lips like the word fiancée left a sour taste in his mouth.

“Regulus, Shut up. Let me talk. As I was at that altar, every time I closed my eyes I realized I was begging for it to be you standing in front of me in a tux, not that lady.” You probably looked a little crazy, drowning in expensive material waving your hands around erratically like it would make your declaration a little less out of pocket. Regulus grimaced.

“It took a wedding for you to realize I might be more desirable than some random woman? Ouch.” Regulus rested his hand over his heart like you struck him. You shook your head.

“No. It took me a wedding to realize I'm in love with you, Regulus.” You stared at Regulus, taking in every slight movement in his face to catch if there was any rejection there. Regulus seemed to stop breathing, his eyes glazing over. You pressed your lips together. Is this really the guy you wanted? You tried to calculate if his reaction was a severe case of rejection or stupidity.

“So please just tell me if you feel even an ounce of the same. If you don't say that, I'll run all the way back to that chapel. I'll marry that woman, we'll go on our honeymoon, in a couple of years we'll have 2.5 kids named Taylor, Brayden, and the one on the way will be Raighleighn and-“ Regulus brought himself back to life with a fast breath. He cut off your irrational speech.

“Is that what you want?” You stared at him, blinking away your confusion. Regulus kept his face stoic, giving you no clue if he was being serious or not. You furrowed your eyebrows. He sensed your confusion, adding details to his question. “Is what you want 2.5 kids named Taylor, Brandon, and Raylen?” You pulled back, shrugging one shoulder up to your ear.

“Brayden and Raighleighn.” You corrected, quietly. Regulus tsked, glaring at you. You tilted your head to the side, egging him on just a little.

“Sorry, I don't have a perfect memory for the names of your hypothetical kids,” Regulus said while dramatically rolling his eyes. You decided to ignore his retort, bouncing back to his last question.

“Why on earth would I ditch my wedding, leaving hundreds of guests to fend for themselves, if the person I wanted was at the altar? Regulus, I want you. Granted I realized this less than thirty minutes ago so I’m not entirely sure how much of our friendship I’ve been harboring these feelings, but I understand they’re strong. I want to cook dinner with you. I want my toothbrush next to yours. I want my closet to have your clothes too. I want to fold our laundry together.”

“I’d probably have Kreacher do that, with proper care of course. He'd be employed not enslaved if that-” Regulus started rambling, letting go of the door to gesture with his hands properly. You groaned. You loved listening to Regulus ramble whether it was about his violin music or some book that really seemed to push his buttons but now was not the time. You were standing on his front doorstep professing your love for him and he was telling you about his activism. You agreed with him, of course, but time and place.

“Godric, Regulus are you going to kiss me or not? Are we something that could happen or should I start running now?” You stared at him as he shook his head like his thoughts of Kreacher could fly out his ears.

“Right, yeah.” Regulus pushed himself off the door, stepping into your space. He gently pulled you forward. His breath warmed your face, you caught hints of his favorite tea. You leaned forward, meeting him in the middle. His kiss was gentle like he still wasn’t entirely sure if this wasn’t a dream. Regulus pulled back before you wish he did. You kept your eyes closed just a little extra second. If you opened your eyes and you were still at the chapel, you’d be married to a woman you just met. You felt Regulus’ thumb stroking your cheekbone, silently begging you to open your eyes. You grinned, your almost-wife wouldn’t touch you as gently as Regulus did. You met Regulus’ eyes. He was smiling back at you, granted it was small but that’s not the point. You fiddled with the buttons on his black shirt.

“I made extra dinner if you’d like to join me,” Regulus muttered, jumping over the kiss to talk about a mundane topic. You’ve shared dinner hundreds of times. You were glad after all the chaos of today you could easily return your dear Regulus and join him at his table like it was any other day.

“Mm you know I think my schedule might be a little packed, I do have a honeymoon to get to.” You muttered. Regulus groaned, stepping away from you. He pushed your shoulder towards his door, stepping out of the way. You stepped through the door.

“While we’re still on the topic, what was your fiancée’s name?” Regulus asked, moving behind you to pick a peice of fuzz off your jacket. You gave him a confused look over your shoulder.

“Why?”

“I want it to be the title of my next poem,” Regulus said, pulling out one his dark wooden chairs for you, before leaving toward the kitchen counter when his timer went off. You laughed at him as he returned to the oven. He made you both a plate, settling one in front of you.

While you sat next to Regulus at his table in your stupid wedding tuxedo, you thanked the stars for reminding you of free will seconds before you had to say I do.

#regulus black x male reader

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gwiyeounsonyeon · 4 months

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May Writing Challenge Day 19!

Pairing: Regulus Black x Muggle Born Male Reader Summary: Regulus' letter. Words: 656/200 Warnings: ANGST, Canon compliant(After Reggie's death) Notes: ooh this ones got a little kick. The lack of proper paragraphs is intentional.

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To my lover,

I know I will be dead long before you read this but I want you to know none of this is your fault. I have been heading down this dark path for a long time and there was nothing anyone could do to stop me. I face death in hopes that one day we can meet again and you will know that all I have done was out of love for you.

R.A.B.

You read his words through a wall of tears, your breathing grows rapid and heavy as you sob. You clutch his letter to your chest and wail at the dark sky, unable to hold it in any longer. This was the end of the world, it felt like nothing existed anymore save for the water stained parchment in your trembling hands. He was dead, your Reggie was gone and he'd never come back. He’d never get a funeral, He’d never get a grave, and Merlin knows his dreadful mother would never let a mudblood step foot in the Black Estate. Memories were all you had and even those were too dreadful to think. Echoes of your last words to him ring through your mind and you sob harder, you had been so angry, so sad, so terrified of losing him you pushed him away and now he was gone.

“It’s not like I can just leave.” His words are sharp like knives pushed into your heart, “That's what you want, right? You want me to leave?” Your words get stuck in your throat and you stand there grappling feeling like an absolute moron. You had to say something, you needed to convince him to stop this but he’s right. There isn't anything either of you can do now, not with him this far in. “I’m leaving tonight, to get this over with for good.” Your gaze snaps up to his face, his expression is firm and grave, your breath stutters as you hold yourself back from sobbing. “You can't be serious Reg.”

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“You can’t be serious Reg!” You laugh as you unfold the locket engraved with your initials and his. You don’t look up in time to see the softness in his gaze or the smile threatening the corners of his lips and when you do look up you pull him into your arms faster than either of you can get a look at each other, “This is the best Christmas ever.” You whisper into the crook of his neck.

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Your eyes flutter open as the sun filters in through the gap in the curtains, you nose pressed into the crook of Regulus’ neck, his scent bringing a calm that nearly puts you right back to sleep. You don’t close your eyes because he's still sleeping, you pull back carefully from his neck to look down at his sleeping face. He looks so peaceful, so undisturbed by the world around you.

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As you sit leant against a pillar in the astronomy tower you stare up at Regulus’ constellation. Your mind dark and twisting your memories into thoughts of how he might look now, where he might be now. You’ve long since stopped crying, now holding the locket in the palm of your hand feeling the worst sort of emptiness. It feels like someone cut a hole in your chest and now you have nothing to fill it back up as your heart bleeds. Regulus’ constellation above you shines like he's still here, watching you from above. Soft footsteps sound from behind you but you can't find it in yourself to care if you’re caught. Sirius sits beside you silently, you look over at him but can’t find any words to say. Not that you needed too, he wraps his arm around your shoulders and pulls you into a hug. You gasp for air that feels like it never comes and sob into his shoulder holding onto him tightly.

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A/N: I know i really should be taking a break from posting for the weekend but i couldnt help myself

#x male reader #x reader #marauders #harry potter #harry potter marauders #regulus black #regulus black x male reader #regulus black x reader #timothee chalamet x male reader #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet

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woodandwaxwings · 2 years

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How The Most Dangerous Thing Is To Love (Regulus Black x male Potter! reader)

Part 2

Summary; Love is a weakness. That's what Regulus was told his entire childhood. His parents never really loved each other and those who married for love in his bloodline were shunned by their families. But if Sirius can escape and learn to love maybe he can too.

Warnings; regulus pinning, y/n wears reading glasses, regulus is a nervous wreck

His chest grew warm as his close friend sat next to him. Class wouldn't start for another ten minutes so it made sense that the Professor was absent. Regulus watched out of the corner of his eye as Y/n pulled his lip between his teeth as he shot him a smile. That shouldn't have made his heart flutter the way it did. He shouldn't feel like this. He's not allowed to feel like this. Especially about James fucking Potter's younger brother. "Hey," Regulus visibly turned his head to face the younger Potter. He was wearing those stupid fucking tortoiseshell spectacles that he's had since first year. God, those things were ridiculous, but fuck did he look pretty in them. Y/n raised his hand towards the onyx-haired boy's face and Regulus realized he was staring. "What?" His words came out sharper than they were meant to.

Was he blushing? Merlin, his face felt like it was on fire as those e/c eyes felt like they bored into his soul. Dear lord, how he longed to look up into those starry eyes as he felt over what he dreamed was soft freckled skin. After joining in with his quidditch star brother in practice he was probably as built just as sturdy as the seventh year. And in that moment of wonder Regulus realized Y/n's mouth was moving. Oh, how he wished to feel those lips on his. No. That was wrong. This was wrong. "I'm sorry?" Regulus asked, trying to be more conscious of his tone.

"I asked if you had a partner for potions yet." Regulus took in a deep breath as he tried to push down the heat on his face and the fluttering in his stomach. "Oh, uh, no. No, I don't." He smiled. He fucking smiled a genuine smile and Regulus felt like he died right then and there. "Wanna be my partner?" Oh, he was in deep trouble. "Yeah," He nodded as his words came out more like a breath. And as Y/n reached over and grasped his arm Regulus was sure now, he had definitely died and gone to heaven. Y/n fucking Potter was touching him. "Oh thank Merlin. I was worried I'd have to do it on my own." Who would deny such a pretty face? That seemed to be something all the Potters had in common. They were so goddamn pretty. "We can work on it in my dorm after supper if you'd like."

Oh, he'd like that. He'd love that.

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hadesrise · 1 year

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𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄.

warnings ➳ nsfw content, foul language, ftm!regulus, praise kink, pussy worship, cunnilingus, consensual feminization, fingering, squirting, cross-dressing, reggie wears makeup, tiniest bit of dumbification, pet names

author’s note ➳ i did it, ftm!reggie anon... 😔 obviously i'm a fucking sucker for squirting and cunnilingus

MINORS DNI !!

Regulus felt so dizzy and so, so good.

He’s never felt so euphoric before, wearing clothes designed for the pretty girls while being treated so divinely that he can’t help but believe he’s one of those pretty girls. The moans and whimpers escaping his lips having underlying tones of girlishness that he thought he didn’t have anymore.

His fingers grasping the sheets tightly, Regulus fails to compose himself as your tongue skillfully flicked his clit and three fingers fucked his pussy, the long and thick digits stretching him just enough and reaching deep inside where his fingers can’t. One thigh on your shoulder as he had the other spread to give you more space.

“Fuck,” You hissed, the vibration making Regulus’ hips buck onto your face as he gasped. “Got such a pretty pussy, Reg. Puffy n’ swollen n’ all wet f’me, shit!”

A whine slips past Regulus’ throat and his cunt tightens around your fingers in a tight grip in response. “Please, pleasepleaseplease.” He begged, tears streaming down his face and ruining his makeup yet still looking so fucking pretty your heart jackhammers.

You start pistoning your fingers faster and curling it at the sensitive walls, assaulting the spot that makes his toes curl and sparks fly in his vision. “Lookin’ so pretty for me, princess. Good fucking girl, taking what I give you so well,” You groan before clamping your mouth down on his clit and sucking, Regulus crying out at the sheer pleasure.

“Oh- Ohhh, fuck! Feels— feels s-so good!”

“Yeah? Am I making a pretty girl feel good?” You let out a breathless chuckle, gently scraping your teeth against his sensitive clit and Regulus’ eyes rolled back into his skull, moaning a series of yes’s loudly. “Fuck, good girl. So tight and suckin’ my fingers in, can’t get fucking enough of this cunt.” You pulled away from the already swollen clit, only to spread his walls as wide as possible with your three fingers before shoving your tongue inside, the erotic smell of his sex making you moan.

“Oh my god—!” Regulus threw his head back, one of his hands flying down to grasp your hair instead, the euphoria clouding his mind and preventing him from having any rational thoughts.

You could feel his walls pulsating against your fingers and tongue, making excitement rush through your body. With one hand grabbing the back of his thigh, you place his other leg over your shoulder as Regulus instinctually locked his ankles together behind your neck, bucking his hips to push his cunt more on your face, almost desperate.

“You close, sweetheart? Are you gonna cum?” You cooed, pulling your tongue out and fucking him roughly with your fingers.

“Yes, yesyesyes, please-!” Regulus babbled, nodding his head dumbly.

It felt so, so good to be treated like this. You, rewarding him with pleasure and giving him all the treatment he deserves, being praised constantly by just laying there, looking pretty and taking it all in while wearing girl clothes and makeup he used to hate so much because he thought he doesn’t look good in them. But you tell him they look pretty — gorgeous, even — on him, and Regulus just loses all coherent thoughts and becomes so obedient.

He had always envied his brother for being able to wear them so confidently, but now he doesn’t, because he is your pretty girl and he will forever be. He doesn’t have to shy away, or hide his want to be beautiful anymore.

“You’re such a perfect dumb girl f’me, darling.” You groaned, your fingers abusing every sensitive spot and thumb circling his clit that makes him keen. “Cum, baby. Show me how much a gorgeous girl you can be, show me how much this perfect pussy can be so fucking good.”

“Yesyesyes— oh God! Please, please, m’your good girl, please,” His face wet and messy from the smeared makeup, tears, and drools as he cried out to you, searching your empty hand that he intertwined his fingers with quickly. “Gonna be pretty f’you, gonna be good— fuck! Gonna cum, gonna cum—” A girlish squeal escapes his mouth as his pussy squeezed your fingers tight and gushed all around your hand, body convulsing and visions turning white, back arching.

You moaned erotically at the juices that squirted out of him, absolutely soaking your hand and the sheets below. Fuck, Regulus looked so fucking pretty, it makes your head spin as you couldn’t help but palm your erection straining against your boxers, feeling a dump patch forming at the precum that spilled.

You slip your fingers out and taste his juices, groaning loudly.

Pretty taste for a pretty girl.

You look down at him and Regulus looked utterly fucked out, full of bliss and breathing hard. His black locks dishevelled, pastel green sweater riding up to expose his torso that’s almost entirely covered in your hickeys, black skirt falling to his waist and revealing black stockings that you ripped a hole in to devour and fuck his pussy, drenched by his slick and juices. You feel yourself get even more hard at the sight, leaning down to press a kiss on his lips that he lazily reciprocated.

One of your hands fiddle with his skirt as you kiss him passionately, pressing your crotch to his exposed pussy. Regulus whimpered, then moaned when you started grinding, his body shuddering at the small stimulation.

“Reggie, please, just one more?” You whispered against his lips, smiling when he wrapped his arms around your neck. “Wanna see your pretty cunt squirt all around my cock this time, make my princess feel so full and warm, watch you be my good girl again.”

His mind was foggy, but Regulus could never deny your request. He pulled you in for a kiss before pushing your boxers down with one hand, grinding his dripping pussy on your now exposed cock. You groaned into his mouth and he breaks the kiss, trailing his hands slowly down from his chest to his heated core, your eyes following his every movement like a hawk.

Finally, his hands reach where he most need it to, fingers with black painted nails spreading his cunt to show you how it clenches around nothing. You swallow thickly, keeping the urge to shove your tongue in and taste him again, eyes darkening and pupils dilating.

“Make me even more prettier, please. I can handle it.”

Fuck.

It will be a long fucking day.

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moonyswritinq · 4 months

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i’ve got a draft of a Regulus Black x male reader one shot that’s been in the works for months, which you might have heard of. it is soon coming to its end, but it’s gotten to the point that it might be too long for a one shot. is 12,000 words (and counting) too much? should i divide it up into two parts or more?

#moonyswritinq #atlas talks #regulus black #regulus black x male reader #regulus black x reader #regulus black oneshot #x male reader #x reader #marauders x reader #marauders x male reader

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moonys-wrld · 1 year

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I'm working on a (hopefully) 20 part Regulus Black x male!reader fic based off of the songs from Heathers the musical and it got me thinking, what other musicals should I use as inspiration to write about HP characters?

#thoughts #regulus arcturus black #regulus black x m!reader #regulus black x male reader #regulus x reader #marauders era #harry potter #golden trio

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self-hater-17-0 · 1 year

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Is it just me or does anyone else really want more regulus black x gn or male reader same with five Hargreaves like common, at least specify the gender first so we no, I just wanna read some more regulus x y/n fan fiction but there not much and like zero ones on wattpad that aren't y/n ones, maybe am being picky idk, just a small little ramble I felt like sharing

#regulus black x male reader #regulus black #regulus x you #rambles #dont get mad at me #gimmie #fanfiction #harry potter #five hargreaves x you #five x y/n #gay representation #nonbinary representation #just my opinion

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hp-hcs · 7 months

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Can maybe request some slytherin boys with gay awakeing trope? Maybe headcanons or shorts

gay awakening headcanons — mlm! slytherin boys x male! reader

hella short cause of some ✨personal stuff✨ going on, but i just wanted to get something out 🤷‍♂️

me? blame my shitty writing skills on my current health problems? what no never

❕not proofread❕

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mattheo

immediately has a mental breakdown

identity crisis anyone?

i feel like he would have that panicky gay moment where he realizes that his friend is actually his More Than Friend, ykwim?

like, you just do something innocuous like sling your arm over his shoulders while walking to class and babyboy just FREEZES

the second that happens, he immediately drops out of your life while he freaks out gets his shit together

like, homeboy just deadass vanishes

doesn’t show up to any of his classes

doesn't show up to quidditch practice (draco threatens to kill him for that, cousin or not)

meanwhile you’re just there like 🧍 “what did i do?”

because my lil darlin mattheo cannot healthily express any emotion ever, he would “solve” his problem by just like, purposefully running into you in the halls and kissing your cheek, then just full-on 🏃💨 SPRINTING 🏃💨 away without a word

theo

also has an identity crisis, he’s just better at hiding it

gotta save face, amirite?

but anyways-

you weren’t even doing anything out of the ordinary, you were just hanging out with him in his room and ended up lighting his cigarette for him

that’s it. homeboy is already whipped for ya.

like, straight up simp.

i feel like theo’s a “i’m definitely going to have a panic attack over this at two in the morning, but for now i’m just going to not think and enjoy 😌💅” kind of mentality

just flat out says it

“you know, you look really hot today.”

y/n: 😳😏………..💏💋😘

draco

have you ever had a friend that was so clearly Not Straight but they just kept denying it for years before finally coming out?

well that’s draco <3

you were at a party and agreed to join some kind of kissing game

like, spin the bottle, seven minutes in heaven, post office…

(does anybody actually still play post office?)

and obviously, you both end up having to kiss each other duh

homeboy is not doing well

but not in a “what?? i don’t know what’s going on!!” kind of way

in a “ah shit my friends were right every time they called me gay, fuck” kind of way <3

immediately start dating after the party and everyone’s like 🤨👀

blaise

i feel like blaise already knew/suspected, but just didn’t have the vocabulary to describe his sexuality, ykwim?

i’m getting pansexual vibes frfr

could not give less of a fuck

is just like “shit alright, d'you wanna make out then?”

i mean……..it’s not like you’re gonna say no

this man. tHIS MAN. he’d be such a gentleman omfg

also i’m not gonna say sugar daddy but sugar daddy

would absolutely buy you anything you even looked at. you looked at a ten thousand galleon wristwatch in a luxury store? it’ll be on your bed waiting for you by the time you get home

if anyone was homophobic or wtv, he wouldn’t beat them up per se, but he would do something unnecessarily extra, like wear a dress and makeup just to be like “wdym? we’re a straight couple, obviously”

(he would tell his friends about the homophobe though, and they wouldn’t be quite as composed and respectful as him 👊😠🩸😵😵‍💫)

enzo

this man seriously does not care

like, he’s just like “oh i’m queer? hahah that’s crazy”

this man has no qualms about asking you out in the middle of class in front of everyone

like, in the middle of potions or smth he’d just be like “y/n, wanna go get dinner sometime?”

and you’re like “…aren’t you straight?” 🧍

enzo: “who knows? not me! does saturday at eight work?”

he’s so silly goofy i just love him sm

this boy would be a hella fine kisser, i just know it

WOULD ASK YOU TO THE YULE BALL 🕺🕺

AND WOULD GET YOU GUYS MATCHING BOUTONNIÈRES 💐

regulus

“ah shit i owe the boys twenty galleons, fuck”

resigned, more than anything

he can’t even come out, either cause like, what would that even be?

“guys, i have to tell you something……i’m gay”

“yep. what do you have to tell us??”

you asked him out cause you thought he was gay

and he was just like 😳🤨🤷‍♂️🙂👍

you guys went to fortescue’s!!! 🍦🍨🍧

(he’s def a mint chocolate chip kind of guy i’m just saying)

y’all end up being like, the it couple at hogwarts i don’t make the rules

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rxsilabeth--er · 6 months

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the perfect duo FRR ‼️‼️ would love to see his eyes tear up as he begs for a release, cause, come on, he's been such a good girl for you. his hips stutter a lot, trying to pull away so he can just shut his thighs and calm down from the stimulation but you're bringing him to a point where he can see the constellation he belongs to with all the stars you're making him see. -🎸 anon (i'm completely feral for my pretty boy.)

(AHHHHH!!! genderfluid? Regulus? don't know, but usage of good girl for him.)

Regulus shoved his face deeper into the pillow as his hips stuttered but you simply pushed him down, pulling your lips away from his clit taking away all pleasure in a matter of seconds,

"N-no! ngh~....Please, I'm so-sorry, I'l-I'll behave..that's...hah..that's what you want right?! Pleaseee!" he whined, softly kicking his legs out as you simply scoffed, rolling your eyes as you smirked, pushing him down and softly rubbing his lower stomach, your finger softly entering his cunt again as Regulus audibly sighed out of relief loudly,

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!! Ah...fuck.." he whispered out as you rubbed his lower stomach, softly moving the finger in and out, "You better behave if you wanna cum." you said simply as he simply nodded, his eyes filling with tears of frustration and became glassy and foggy as he clung to your arm.

Softly you entered the second finger and began moving them roughly inside him, folding them to rub against his spot roughly, you other hand on his chest as you pushed him down, taking his thighs and kissing them as you placed them on your shoulders.

Kiss after kiss, slowly going to his upper and inner thighs before kissing his clit softly as you removed your fingers, making him whine loudly as he threw his head back, crying softly,

"Pleasee! I've...I've been...been good, haven't I?...I..please, I wanna cum!" he whined softly shaking his head as you gently stroked his head before shoving it down sighing,

"Fine, my poor baby. Can't cum? I'm not giving you enough, haven't I? Okay..shh.." you softly stroked his lip with your thumb before he took it in his mouth softly sucking as you mockingly but still genuinely smiled at him.

"Come on, pretty baby, you've been whining like a little girl all this time...shh, be quiet." you said softly before taking your wet thumb out his mouth, your hand completely wet by his drool, tears, juices and previous cum..poor baby.. :(

Softly you shoved your one finger before another before plunging them as deeply as possible, curling them and touching and softly pressing his soft spot. Your other hand stroking his thigh and your lips sucking on his clit as he whined loudly, tears spilling down his red cheeks like a little baby...your free hand snaked from his thigh to his lower stomach pressing down gently and rubbing it as suddenly his noises went a octave higher,

"pleasepleaseplease! I'll be a good boy...Even a good girl! please, iwannacum!" he cried loudly as you smirked, "Oh?", before the smirk dropped as he covered his face with his hands as you harshly slapped his thigh, "Hands off." a command simply made him lose control of his body as both his hands simply held the mattress in his hands tightly, knuckles turning white, "Please...your hand...on...mystomach!! No...." he whined more high-pitched as you grinned and placed it back to press down and rubbing his lower stomach, pretty boy already on edge to cum.

Softly you shoved your fingers again in his mouth, making him clean them before you softly pressed them inside his cunt again, plunging them deeper and deeper, touching places he did not even imagine you could...

Stars appearing in his eyes, even his own constellation as his hips stuttered just as your teeth softly grazed his clit before harshly sucking when suddenly all came crashing down on him...

As he let out a sigh of relief, pulling you up to kiss you as you pushed back his hair with a dry hand, your face dripped with his juices as you wiped your face and shoved your wet fingers in his mouth, making sure he cleaned them well. A smirk dancing on your lips,

"Good girl."

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regulusblackslover · 2 months

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The Whispers will be our Undoing

Tw: Angst and Fluff, Swearing, Family Dynamics being screwed up, bad parents, parental death, Mentions of Death, Manipulation, PTSD, Abandonment Issues, Mentions of Unrequited Love(Not related to reader), Brutal rejection(not related to reader), Fear of not being loved, Torture, Murder, Death, Terrible Ideologies, General Hp and Marauder era warnings, potentially ooc Regulus

A/n: While the Reader is FTM it is more alluded to vaguely and will be a tad more explicit in future chapters. Also some characters have had their timeline edited for my storytelling purposes some examples being Theodore Nott is alive and attending school and Lucius Malfoy being at Hogwarts the same time as Regulus.

Chapter I

Chapter II

Chapter III

Chapter IV

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#Regulusblackslover<3 #x male reader #regulus black x male reader #regulus black x ftm reader #regulus black x reader #regulus x male reader #regulus x ftm reader #male reader #x ftm reader

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starlightsuffered · 1 month

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Brother in Law

Info - brother in law Regulus, innocent reader, inexperienced reader, going to someone for help with horniness, cheating, forbidden sex, dom male, virgin female, unprotected sex, minor breeding kink, fingering, convincing to cum inside raw, arranged marriage, infidelity kink, pet names and praise, sir kink

When I was freshly 18, I’d been arranged into a marriage with Sirius Black. The man was sarcastic, overly jovial, and could be slightly cruel with his “pranks”.

I preferred his younger brother Regulus. Regulus was serious and stoic. I liked how he could be kind in the face of adversity.

However, I also felt odd around Regulus. He made my body do things it had never done. I didn’t know what to make of it. I had always been sheltered, and innocent, but something about Regulus made me want to learn things. I wanted to be more adult around him.

Regulus was engaged to a woman named Aleeda, though it didn’t seem like he was much more pleased than Sirius was with his deal. To my understanding, she was distantly related to the Blacks, as many pure bloods were. She seemed a bit air headed though, all she did was laugh. She didn’t seem to have real opinions and ideas.

One night when Orion and Walburga were gone, Sirius had gotten out the fire whiskey. We’d all been taking shots in the spirit of “getting to know one another better.”

“I dare you,” Sirius had drawled. “To sit on Reggie’s lap.”

I had gotten so heated I felt faint. I was under no conviction that Sirius liked me. Still, I couldn’t imagine why he’d dare me to do this for our game. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to, but the way Regulus glared at his brother disturbed me. Perhaps, Regulus hated me.

I had stood up as stiffly as I could. I made my way to Regulus. Aleeda just giggled as I sat down. I wiggled a bit to get comfortable. I heard his breath hitch and something grew hard against my bum. I didn’t know what was happening as Regulus became red face and wrapped his arms around me. Once in a while I felt a jerky movement from the man beneath me. It almost felt like a thrust, and the thing would be harder.

I was thinking about that tonight as I laid awake. My whole body felt like it was on fire. I couldn’t sleep. Something in me needed something. I couldn’t completely put my finger on what.

Regulus had once told me if I needed anything I could come to him. I knew he was sleeping with Aleeda. I had insisted that Sirius and I sleep separately until after the wedding. This was why I was alone and desperate in the early morning hours.

I felt too overwhelmed to do anything else. These desires had been building and I supposed tonight was the night they hit a peak. This wasn’t bad of me right?

I tip toed into his bedroom. I wanted to be careful not to wake Aleeda. She was usually a sound sleeper, but I couldn’t take any chances.

“Reg…. Reg,” I tapped him lightly. He groaned and moved towards me in his sleep. His bleary eyes blinked open and when he realised who it was a smile spread across his tired face.

“Hello baby girl, what can I do for you?” He asked in a low whisper.

“You said I could tell you anything right?” I asked hesitantly. This couldn’t be wrong right? He was Regulus. He protected me, and knew what was best always. It made sense to come to him with this problem.

“Of course angel, tell me,” he said, propping himself up. I felt squirmy at his purred words.

“Look,” I said. I lifted my nightgown. I spread the lips of my privates and showed him the bundle of nerves that was swollen and pulsing. I heard him release a string of curses under his breath.

Something changed in him then. His eyes got darker. He looked like he was tensing all over, restraining himself from…. Something? He took his plump bottom lip in his mouth and bit down. He furrowed his brow and looked up at me.

“W-whats the problem?” He gulped.

“It feels funny,” I whined.

“What made it feel that way baby?” He asked in a husky voice.

“Ummmm I was in the bathroom earlier and I just got this urge to smell your shampoo and deodorant. I was thinking about you and then this happened. It has a heart beat and it’s sensitive.”

“Oh baby,” he crooned. I saw something break in his demeanour. He lifted his hand and I could hardly breathe. Two of his large fingers popped out. Slowly, he pushed them into my sopping entrance. I nearly fell over as the feeling overtook me. My eyes rolled back into my skull.

This felt so good. The wet squelching sound as Regulus pumped his fingers in and out and sometimes curled them. I was stuffing a fist in my mouth to keep keening cries from exiting my lips. I didn’t want to wake Aleeda, then this would all stop. His thumb pad pressed down on my bundle and I jolted. I grabbed at his wrist but I didn’t stop him. It was more to steady myself than anything.

“Fat, juicy, cunt,” I heard my betrothed’s brother whisper, licking his lips. “But still so damned tight.”

“R-Reg?” I stuttered.

“Poor baby, does this help?” He asked me.

“Yes, a lot, it feels so good,” I gasped. He was rolling my bud now and my nipples were hard and poking through my nightgown.

There he was, someone who was marrying someone else, milking my entrance in the moonlight; Right next to his sleeping fiancée. I shuddered.

This was wrong right? But no, it couldn’t be, not when I felt so perfectly full. This couldn’t be cheating when it felt like I was made for those fingers. Although some part of me knew Aleeda would be horrified if she woke up and saw this. I just could equate this feeling of euphoria with anything wrong or bad.

“Reg, is, is this bad?” I asked as he still moved. I watched the muscles flexing in his wrist as he pleasured me.

“No princess, it isn’t bad, just-just don’t tell my brother, or Aleeda . This will be our little secret okay? Why don’t you go to your room and I’ll be there shortly.”

I did as he said, pulling off his digits carefully. I felt empty and lonely without him. He immediately sucked his fingers into his eager mouth. He closed his eyes as if tasting ambrosia from Olympus itself.

I left the room to walk the hall. As I walked I thought about how dark his eyes had become. I thought about how wetness was making my inner thighs slick.

I laid in my bed. I cupped my private part, grinding against my hand ever so often. I just felt this insatiable need. I was utterly desperate to release, I just didn’t know how.

Finally, Regulus came into my room. His presence was comforting to my aching core. He came and sat on my bed. His long fingers ran from the exposed valley between my breasts, to the hood of my vagina. I hummed desperately.

“So, you’re feeling weird baby girl?” He asked.

“Yes,” I agreed.

“You’re so bare,” he commented swiping a thumb over my sex.

“I barely have to shave,” I said self consciously.

“Oh that’s so precious baby,” he commented. He leaned down and kissed my southern lips. I felt a gushing and crossed my legs with a small noise.

“You like when I do that huh?” He asked.

“Y-yes,” I nodded vigorously.

“Regulus,” I said after a few moments of him caressing me, running his fingers up and down my body.

“Yes princess,” he crooned. He cupped my face with his large hand.

“Maybe, well maybe you could put it in?” I asked. A smirk unfurled across his face. He took my hand and began to kiss the tip of every finger.

“Put what in sweetheart?” He asked.

“Your, um, well, your c-c-c-“

“Baby, you can say it. I give you permission to use the nasty word,” he allowed.

“Your cock, i-inside my pussy?” I finished pathetically.

“Yeah? You think that would help?” He asked. I saw the bulge in his boxers. I wanted him to take out that thick, hairy, veiny member I’d spied once while he was pissing.

“It isn’t bad Regulus!” I said, bolting up and cupping his face. I searched his eyes for some sign he thought I was a pervert. He didn’t seem ashamed.

“No?”

“No!” I said hastily. You’d just be filling me up so I can relax a little. You don’t even need to move. It wouldn’t even really be sex. Sirius would know it’s okay too. He would want you to do anything you could to help me.”

“I think you’re right, just putting it in can’t hurt,” he said gently.

He pushed me back. He slowly removed my nightgown so I was bare in front of him. I turned my head away blushing. He softly moved my jaw so I was facing him again. He dipped his head and pressed a chaste kiss to both peaked nipples. I squirmed again, I let out a frustrated breath. I needed filled so badly.

He got out his massive length. I felt my wetness increase with the sight. I licked my lips. He put his leaky tip at my needy entrance.

Slowly, slowly, he moved. He pushed inside me. I grabbed his bicep with a whine. The stretch was satisfying but a bit painful.

“Reg!” I cried.

“Princess, am I too big?”

“N-no Reg, I want it, in fact I need it,” I told him.

“Good girl,” he praised me.

“I’m gonna go balls deep okay? Is your pussy okay with that?”

“Yes sir,” I agreed.

He grunted in a way that sounded so lewd as he went as far as he could. His balls rested on my ass, I felt amazingly full. I’d never felt so satisfied in my life. I half expected a bulge to show in stomach he was so big.

“Regulus it feels great,” I admitted.

“That’s my girl, you know I’ll always take care of you,” he promised.

“Ohhhhh,” I whined. I wiggled on his cock, feeling as though I was completely impaled.

“Baby, I’m not going to be so good and nice anymore if you keep moving like that,” He warned.

“I-I can’t help it. I’m so full and my clitty is aching,” I complained.

“Awww baby, I know that’s why cunny needs so much attention from me,” he said sweetly. I melted. I wanted him so bad. I didn’t care if it was wrong or nasty or something Aleeda wouldn’t want. I wanted it, I needed it, if it was the only dream come true I got for the rest of my life I’d take it because I was so wet it was dripping down my own brother in laws dick.

“C-can I swear sir?” I asked sheepishly.

“If you absolutely need to baby,” he said calmly.

“Fuck!” I cried. “Fuck I want you to fucking ram me full. I’m so desperate for you to do nasty things with me.”

There was a long silence. I felt bad. I writhed on his dick again, knowing I’d never be fulfilled until he moved. But I think I’d scared him. The look on his face was dangerous.

Then he started.

He held my hands above my head began to snap into me wildly. He was grunting and groaning as his thick cock was baptised in my slick over and over as he plunged into my wet depths.

“Fucking good little girl for me aren’t you,” he gasped.

“Yes sir,”I whined. “Oh Regulus you feel so good. Oh, oh, oh, I’ve never felt this good. You’re soooo big!”

“That’s it princess, tell me all your nasty feelings. You didn’t just want me to put my cock inside you, you wanted me to fuck you raw. You wanted me to help soothe that ache between your legs.”

He was giving it his all. He was so much bigger than me. He was so long and thick in all the tight places. I was barely holding on to sanity as he snapped his hips. I was making all sorts of submissive and desperate noises. He was fucking squeaks and squeals out of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held onto the hair at the nape of his neck for dear life.

I sounded like I was driving over a bumpy road. “Uh, uh, uh, uh.” It echoed in my pink bedroom. I was nearly choking on pleading whimpers.

“Please, never stop, I’m addicted. I want your dick all the time. I can’t believe we’ve never done this. Oh please. I can’t handle it. This is the best feeling in the world!”

A gorgeous smirk covered his face as he rutted into me with all his might and strength. I was speechless now from how gorgeous he was. He was who I was meant for. I hoped he’d had a hand in choosing who was to be betrothed to his brother. Just to do this. To fuck his bother’s property within an inch of my life.

“That poor cunny needed this huh?” He crooned. “You needed big thick cock to stretch you out. Poor baby, holding her pussy, and touching her clitty with no release. You just let me take care of it all princess. I’ll make you squirt on my cock if it’s the last thing I do.”

“R-Regulus” I hiccuped from the deep thrusts. “W-will Aleeda b-be mad?” I asked as he moved me across the bed with the eagerness of his hips. He placed a hand on top of my head so it didn’t bash against the wall. It didn’t stop him from continuing to absolutely demolish my pussy though.

“We don’t need to tell Aleeda that your brother in law put his cock in your princes parts,” he murmured delicately in my ear.

My eyes rolled back into my head at the words. He stuck his thumb in my mouth and I sucked for all it was worth. I imagined it was his cock and I was a content baby girl being fed the dick I loved so much. I didn’t think I’d ever want another. This was perfection.

“You love my cock don’t you baby girl? You want it so bad, and from your own brother in law,” he whispered to me.

“Oh damn, you treat your baby girl so well. Please tell me you wanted this, please tell me you like my pussy,” I whined. I was so needy for his approval.

“Yes baby, I want you like crazy. I wanted to stretch your little baby girl cunt out every time I went inside Aleeda . I couldn’t get hard for her. All I think about is my precious little sister in law.”

“Oh Reg, Reg, Reg, can I eat your cum every morning? I wanna guzzle it down. Please let your princess have your cum I think it would taste better than anything. Don’t give it to Aleeda, give it to me. I’ll always take it happily. I could even be sleeping Regulus just push your cock in and let your daughter take your fat load with all those eager semen churning inside me.”

“Fuck baby! You wanted this so badly!” He growled. He began to suck on my nipples. He was lapping and suckling.

“Is it so bad for a brother in law to want the ripe, fertile, unused, hairless pussy of a sweet girl. I deserve to taste those perky jiggling breasts. You wanted me so I own you. You’re completely mine now.”

“Oh Regulus, cunny feels funny, imma-“

“That’s it baby, let it out,” he encouraged as his cock just twitched and throbbed over and over. His huge adult balls slapped me as he continued to fuck into me.

“I can let go?” I asked with tears in my eyes.

“Yeah,” he groaned.

“On your cock? On my brother in law’s big cock?” I asked now.

“Oh fuck me, you better do it soon or I’m gonna lose it inside this underage cunt,” he growled.

“Yes sir,” I nodded almost hysterically. I was thrusting up to meet him now. I couldn’t stay still even for a moment. My legs flailed and I whimpered. I thought about how my own brother in law was balls deep inside me. I thought about how horrified and jealous Aleeda would be.

The feeling of fullness overwhelmed me then. I was gasping and whinging. I arched upwards as slick spurted from me. I felt pleasure all over even in my fucking teeth as I came undone completely.

“That’s my girl, I knew you could,” he praised me. “I bet that’s your first one ever too. You cunt feels so good fluttering around my dick. You’re doing so well.”

“Oh Reggggggg,” I moaned.

“Alright angel, I’m gonna pull out now. I can’t take it anymore,” he told me.

“No please!” I begged. “Cum inside me.”

“Baby,” he moaned. He really wanted to and I could tell.

“It’s so wrong Angel. What if you got all knocked up?” He asked rubbing my belly possessively.

“Would that be so bad, then I could be with you always,” I said with doe eyes.

“Fuck, baby, you’re tempting,” he said with a particularly hard thrust. His balls were so full and I wanted him to use me as relief.

“It’s not bad Reg, you’ve tried so hard to stay away from me,” I promised him, holding his face. “You have wanked and fucked Aleeda and have done everything that you could. You’ve earned it. Cum inside your baby girl. Let my princess parts feel the creamy load of a man.”

“FUCK!” He nearly roared. He moved even faster and finally he let out a deep groan and I was filled with sticky gooey perfection. I felt like I was drunk on the goodness of the huge load. I was smiling goofily as he fucked it deeper. I sighed in contentment, rubbing my stomach. I hoped my womb had gotten every single drop.

“I hope I get pregnant Regulus,” I said to him as he pulled out his coated cock. Strings of semen connected my pussy and my dad’s perfect dick. I beamed happily, I was finally, finally satiated. All along I’d just needed my Brother in laws cock.

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Redemption Lies Plainly In Truth (Regulus Black x Male Potter Reader) p2

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This was crazy. HE was being crazy. He shouldn't be here. Sure he was invited, but he shouldn't be in Y/n Potter's dorm room. He could barely control his thoughts in class how the hell would he survive being alone with him. And in his bedroom for Merlin's sake. To stop his internal panic from spiraling, Regulus took a deep breath and knocked on Y/n's dorm door. An action that flung him back down his ocean of panic. "You made it!" The younger Potter spoke with excitement, his own nervousness leaving a waver in his voice. "I was starting to think you wouldn't show." Regulus let out a chuckle, "You know us Blacks, always fashionably late."

Y/n let out a relieved sigh as he took a step back, "Come on in." Regulus passed through the doorway with a quick quirk of his lips to mimic a smile. It was quiet as the Black boy surveyed the room. It wasn't what he expected, but to be honest he didn't really know what he expected. Y/n Potter was a mystery to him, and maybe that's why he liked him so much. "Thanks for inviting me," Regulus said as he realized how long the silence had gone on. Y/n shook his head, "It's not that big of a deal. Thought you wouldn't want me in the snake pit," Y/n joked as he moved to sit on his bed. Regulus noticed that his roommate was absent and all of the books and parchment they'd need were already laid out.

Noticing his unmoving body Y/n pat his sheet, "You can sit down. I don't bite." Maybe I want you to, Regulus's thought was quickly shaken out of his head as he sat next to the other teen with a blush. "Are you alright?" Y/n asked and Regulus let out a nervous chuckle as he placed a hand on his warm face. "Y-yeah. You just-" His hand slid from his face onto his lap as his voice shifted to a whisper, "You kinda make me nervous." Y/n pushed up his glasses and moved to sit closer to the pureblood, "Me?" Regulus leaned back onto his hands to provide more space between him for sake of his racing mind and heart. "Did I do something wrong?" Oh. He thought he did something wrong. He thought Regulus's nervousness was out of something bad.

Regulus looked over his face as the other boy's furrowed brows shifted the freckles on his face. And as he did so Regulus couldn't help but think they looked like stars scattered across the most beautiful sky. "N-no." Regulus stuttered out as thoughts that would make Judas blush rushed through his mind. "You could never," His hand slid up the bed as Regulus leaned closer to the bespectacled boy, placing a hand on his cheek just below his jaw before sliding down to his arm as he noticed what he'd done. "I just- You just-" Regulus cut himself off with a groan, "I really like you, Y/n."

That perfect smile pulled back on Y/n's lips as he hugged Regulus, much to his surprise. "Really?" Y/n pulled back, and if Regulus wanted to the slightest movement they'd be in a kiss, but instead, he nodded. "A lot." It seemed Regulus didn't have to choose between pulling away or moving forward as that decision was made for him as Y/n laid a peck on his cheek. "Cool," Y/n's smile grew more crooked as he pulled away and grabbed his potions book. Regulus reached up to where the other boy's lips just were, "Cool."

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