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mdni. 18+ | pornstar jegulus.

“m’gonna make you a star.”

james adjusts the lens of his camera, zooming in on the new boy’s lips, catching the way he darts his tongue out to taste the gloss. the younger boy nervously giggles underneath him, resting back on the bed on his elbows, batting his eyelashes. james’ eyes are wide above him, a wide grin on his face. “gonna make you a real fuckin’ star.” he repeats, his knee lowering down on the bed as he positions the camera right, grabbing the other boy by his jaw. “look here, sweets, ‘n’ tell us your name and age, hm?”

regulus bites down on his lower lip, his eyes low as he looks into the camera, taking a sneaking glance at the man behind the camera. he runs his hands over his body, his fingers rubbing at his nipples, “well, uh, you can call me baby.” he licks his lips once more, relishing under the camera and the eyes of the man behind. “and i’m nineteen.” he seals with a little kiss at the camera, gulping nervously.

“nineteen, is that right?” james mutters with a light shake of his head. “just a fuckin’ baby, aren’t you?” he kneels further down on the bed, his hand coming into the view of the camera as his fingers reach out for regulus’ throat, wrapping around and pushing him down off his elbows. the camera zooms in on his nipples, following his fingers that play with the piercings then move to the silver pendant that hangs off a chain around his neck. “so goddamn pretty.” james comments, not knowing if it’s for the camera or himself. 

the camera’s back on his face soon enough, james removing the grip he has on regulus’ throat and reaching up to stroke his cheek softly. he plunges his thumb into his mouth then, no warning given, and regulus takes it in. he sucks on it, his tongue licking all around for the camera but his eyes are on james. “good boy.” james murmurs before pulling his thumb out and lightly hitting the side of his face. “bend over f’me, yeah? show everyone what you’re hiding under these little shorts.”

regulus brings his finger to his mouth, wiping off the saliva with a slow nod. he turns over on the bed, hands reaching behind him to pull the thin fabric higher up his ass. he shows off the curve, his head buried in the pillow below him as he lets out a slight giggle. he hears a tut from behind him and james sucks in a breath, his hand slapping down on the flesh. “look how pretty he is.” he murmurs, his rough hand stroking over regulus’ shorts before pushing the fabric aside. “y’doing so good, baby, just gonna open you up, yeah?”

james angles the camera lens down at himself, his hand reaching into the waistband of his jeans while he balances the camera on his shoulder. he pulls out his thick cock and it makes a sloppy sound when it springs out. regulus releases a shaky breath, his back arching, preparing himself. “this your first time getting fucked on camera, pretty?” james murmurs, his hand slicking over his cock, pumping it a few times as he aligns it with regulus’ dripping hole. the younger boy nods, his nails digging into the bedsheets. “fuck—just, hold on, baby.” 

james holds the camera up, the only sound being the shitty air conditioning of the casting room and his heavy breathing. he bends slightly, spreading regulus’ asscheeks before grazing the tip of his thumb over the hole, not yet shoving it inside. instead, he circles over the area, rubbing it softly and then some more. he curses when the cloth of his shorts falls back and gets in the way so he pulls them off, prepping his cock now. he rubs over it a couple times, a coy smile on his lips when he sees regulus wiggle his hips for the camera. he lifts his cock, resting it on regulus’ back almost like a measurement to see how deep he’ll fit inside and he lets out a throaty chuckle. he holds the tip of his dick, watching through the lens, skimming over the boy’s dripping hole before forcing it inside. he lets out a low grunt when he hears regulus moan softly, watching the way his head falls further into the pillow, muffling his noises. 

“gonna make you a fuckin’ star, baby.” james huffs out, his thrusts increasing in pace as he lifts the camera when regulus looks behind, lips stretching into a teasing smile with his eyes all glossy.

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FAVE HP SMUT CREATORS

Ever since I got that lovely anon asking for the best smut I've ever read, it got me thinking about some of my favorite smut creators in general.

So here is a very non-exhaustive list of fan-fucking-tastic smut writers and artists I've come across in the HP fandom that weren't mentioned (shamefully) in my last batch. Feel free to add to the list! We must keep the people fed.

xoxo go take a sip of cold water girl

WRITERS

@spookymoonie

Lord Espooky came into this fandom guns a-blazing with their kink headcanon a day for Wolfstar and it has spiraled from there. They GET IT. He has a super well-organized masterlist pinned to his tumblr ft tons of different kinks, fic lengths, scenes, etc. Go. Now.

@fiveht

The definition of IYKYK. Daddy kink isn't super my thing, but Five makes me enjoy it. If you vibe with age gap daddy Remus and pretty boy Sirius, their Adore series is a must-read. They also have a stellar A/B/O Wolfstar fic plus podfic and write some Marvel too!

@greenvlvetcouch

An absolute legend in this fandom. Wolfstar, Jeggy, Rosekiller. Gritty, chewy, embodied sex.

@emeryhall

Emery writes sex the way some people breathe. Like it's just part of the narrative. It's SO punchy. And also she is the queen of Crack Smut.

@kaaaaaaarf

Patron saint of Wolfstar hatefucks. mic drop.

@cancerravenclaw

We snagged MK over to Wolfstar from the clutches of Dramione. Her series "mk's kink exposé" could also be called "celine's kink exposé." I'll just leave that there.

@wolfpants

Everything they create is magic, but they are especially known for rare pairs and Dronarry.

WRITERS AND ARTISTS

@aspiring-artist-em

The queen of Lesbian Wolfstar. Both art and fic. Also queen of humiliation and pain kink and Walburga psychological trauma. ye be warned.

@upthehillnsfw / @upthehillart

I am afraid no one is ready for this art. Truly. Tons of different ships, positions, acts. I gasp every time. And their Pansmione fic is epic (which I have talked about before).

ARTISTS

@industrations

I highly recommend getting on Indi's Patreon so you can enjoy their NSFW drawings, mostly Wolfstar and Jegulus, occasional Rosekiller. Too many iconic moments to count.

@waxingrunes

The officially-sponsored artist of Five's Adore series. Look, their work is nothing short of indulgent. Shhhh don't worry about the physics just let it happen. And by It I mean Remus' big dick hands.

@basiatlu

By beloved. The one. The only. Bosh's drawings are so ALIVE. They leap off the screen. Her Drarry is nothing less than iconic. She also dabbles in other characters/ships like Wolfstar and Blackcest. Siriusly, you can't go wrong.

DRARRY SMUT

OKAY, Drarry people. There are so so many excellent Drarry smut writers it is impossible to name them all. Here are but a tiny handful I have pulled from my bookmarks. I'm happy to rec specific fics if asked :)

@cavendishbutterfly, @bixgirl1, @l0vegl0wsinthedark, @shiftylinguini, @kbrick, @fluxweeed, @academicdisasterfic

MORE

I'm tagging those other creators from older asks because I can't put this list out there without them on it <3

@crushofdoves @we-are-swearwolves @tenthousandyearsx @theresthesnitch @lqtraintracks Quietlemonhush @cuddlebugsirius

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James loved Regulus in the most sensual fucking way possible.

James loved the way his name fell from Regulus' lips, the way his eyes closed and his mouth parted automatically when James tilted up his chin.

He loved when Regulus moaned into a kiss. Or when Regulus pulled a pillow over his face to muffle the sounds, or when he would bite James' shoulder to keep from making any noise. Or when they used a silencing charm and he made a lot of noise.

James loved everything about Regulus, his coy smile that turned soft when James placed a kiss on the tip of his nose, his always accessing eyes that turned half-lidded and unfocused whenever James touched him.

He loved the way Regulus seemed to melt into his arms, like it was physically difficult to hold himself up.

Because Merlin did James love to hold Regulus up.

He loved to hold him by his hair... by his legs wrapped around James' waist... by his throat... by his chest when James took him from behind-

James loved Regulus' hands, how long and slender his fingers were, his perfectly shaped nails that were always coated in black polish. He loved the way his hands wrapped around James. How his fingers looked pressing into the bed sheets.

He loved how his knuckles turned white from their grip on the rope that bound his wrists together. And gods would he spend hours staring at the marks his nails would leave on James' back.

James loved his scent, the way he smelled drove James feral. Sometimes it was deep and musky, the smell of sweat and dirt from quidditch practice that always meant Regulus' muscles were sore. (Which James had no problem helping him relax.)

Sometimes his scent was sweet and delicate, the smell of the perfume James had given him as a gift, it usually meant they were going someplace nice, (And James still had no problem tearing off those expensive clothes the moment they locked the door behind them)

Sometimes he smelled clean, like soap and coconut shampoo, this was usually straight after a shower, which meant James was most likely about to get very lucky.

James loved everything about him. The way he walked, hips swaying and chin held high. He loved the way he talked, no-nonsense in public but sexy and low in James' ear. He loved the way he dressed, always so fashionable and particular, leaving the more revealing clothes for James' eyes only.

James loved everything about Regulus.

And you would be greatly mislead to believe Regulus wasn't basking in every single second of his attention.

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Sirius would have a praise kink ‘cause he never got any as a child

And Reg would have a degradation kink because he got too much praises for doing disgusting things as a child

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Wilson was BRICKED UP here

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Viktor, have some patience — JAYCE IS TRYING HIS BEST!!!

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Steve, after never really enjoying sex, gets fucked for the first time and his mind is blown (and also his back). He loves feeling full and being fucked and just the pleasure that he derives from being absolutely obliterated. 

The first time was sort of sloppy, Steve could tell as it happened that it wasn’t going to be the best time it ever happened but it was still a fun fuck. The guy, not someone Steve knew well, kept pulling Steve’s hair, which was nice but also kept whispering in his ear, which was not nice. 

It was you know… fine. He spent a while talking about it with Robin and trying to figure out if it was actually weird or just something Steve didn’t like. The jury was still out on that one.

The second time was much better, Steve figured out what he liked from the first time and, this one, a guy from one of the bars he and Robin frequented, bent Steve over the bathroom sink and ploughed into him until they were both sweaty and cumming. It was hot as fuck and Steve very much enjoyed that. 

After that, it calmed down, every time after that was with a boyfriend that Steve only really dated for a few weeks and then dumped. Robin would sigh each time he brought a guy home and ask him how long he thought they were staying around. Steve was never really sure how to answer that. It could be one night or it could be a few weeks, either way, it still meant something to Steve. 

He meets Eddie at a bar. Not really looking for anything but Steve dances with him and is just enamoured with the level of loser that Eddie exudes. He liked how Eddie didn’t think about those watching him and just… danced the way he liked or said the silly things he thought of. It was refreshing and Steve found it to be so real that he had to ask Eddie out. 

He didn’t fuck Eddie on the first date. 

Robin asked, jokingly, if he was sick. Steve laughed but he made sure to tell Robin that he really liked Eddie. There was something different about this. It wasn’t like something he wanted to last a few weeks. This was something Steve wanted for a while. Though he really wasn’t sure how to get it anymore. It had been a while. 

Steve didn’t really expect Eddie to be incredible or anything. Just normal. Like, normal sex. Just average. Every single person couldn’t fuck incredibly every single time. That was just basic common sense. 

Steve was very much wrong in that regard. 

Eddie was kind the first time, patient and slow and oh so sweet. Steve liked it but… well… it was just what he was thinking it’d be. Average. 

The second time, Eddie scruffed his hands in Steve's hair and shoved his head into the mattress, his voice gruff as he fucked Steve with calculated thrusts. He hadn’t been expecting it and Steve came the hardest he’s ever cum in his life. 

He asked Eddie about it, what had changed between the first time and the second time. 

Eddie shrugged slightly, naked in bed, his arm wrapped around Steve’s shoulder and Steve curled up against his side. “Dunno, it just seemed right. Should I have asked… was it bad?”

“Fuck no, Eddie. It was perfect."

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Wolfstar fluff thought of the day:

Sirius wears Remus’ shirts to bed. big, soft, worn-in things that smell like him. like smoke and soap and home. and Remus? Remus completely loses his mind every time.

“Pads, are you doing this on purpose?”

Sirius, yawning, stretching lazily in the doorway, Remus’ shirt slipping off one shoulder: “doing what?”

Remus, already halfway to disaster: “being the most devastating thing I’ve ever seen.”

and then it’s Remus pushing him gently to the bed, kissing every inch of skin he can reach, whispering “mine, mine, mine,” between kisses.

Sirius, breathless, tugging him closer by the hem of his shirt: “then take me, Moonbeam.”

and Remus absolutely does. slow. sweet. worshipful.

because Sirius in his shirt? in their bed? asking to be loved?

Remus was never going to survive that.

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forgive me father for i have sexualized an older man

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After a shitty day, a shitty week, Jayce sneaks away from the disaster of their lab, away from the glaring eyes of the counsel, and creeps into the undercity. He wants to drink, he wants to be fucked so hard he can’t tell if he’s breathing, and he wants to be held. He wanted Vander.

Jayce liked the way the much larger man cuddled him, how he was left gaping and cum stuffed, how Vander so easily accepted Jayce’s kinks and quirks. Vander liked the pup, thought Jayce was a good boy, and a good fuck.

So after the horrid week him and Viktor had, he slinked his way to The Last Drop, hood pulled up to cover his face. He waited in a corner for Vander to come bring him up to his bedroom.

Jayce knew that Vander and Silco were married. He knew that. Silco knew that Vander had Jayce. Silco called him Vander’s pet. Vander had offhandedly mentioned Silcos own pet, some girl who lives topside but was a zaunite.

Jayce had never seen her, but he could hear her. Especially that day. The bedrooms shared a wall, Vander taking the main bedroom and Silco and the girl in the guest room. That day she was screaming, sobbing, crying out “daddy, daddy, daddy” in her desperate breathless high pitched voice. Jayce was sure he didn’t sound any better when Vander was plowing into him. But it was different.

In the early hours of the morning when Jayce was used up and half drunk of cock, Vander hauled him to the bathroom, but Silco had beaten him there. Jayce was staring, naked and dripping cum, as Silco washed a hickey covered, red assed, half asleep Viktor.

It was a very uncomfortable morning. Viktor was trying to act like he didn’t care, Jayce was redder than a tomato, and Vander and Silco both knew they had crushes on each other.

Sometimes old men get to play match maker. Sometimes they get to fuck beautiful young men, sometimes they get to watch, and sometimes they just get to lay in bed and get all the snuggles their soft old hearts desire.

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whoops my hand slipped

but anyways the full art can be seen on the butterfly app! Find me there at kayoticc

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I know that twink was getting passed around the mines like a blunt I know it in my soul.

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I know that twink was getting passed around the mines like a blunt I know it in my soul.

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ik the quality is shit but i cannot get over andy in this scene like the back arch

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“who’s the top??” “who’s the bottom?” “blank is such a bottom-“ “so and so is taller so they’re the top-“ listen guys. it’s whichever one has a harder time being vulnerable. that’s the bottom

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he's just helping Viktor with evening stretching, nothing special