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Wrote aa aecond part of the vampire rosekiller story I wrote back in october for the mazing @arviyya

Check it out here!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65071744

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HELP I THINK I FELL FLAT ON MY FACE AND STILL KEPT LOOKING

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Am I the only one who thinks about the irony of Reg never shutting up crying, except for when Sirius held him, and when they are adults, Sirius makes him cry in the best way possible? no just me?

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New quad omegaverse - part two

I dropped from the face of the earth for a bit. But I had a bout of inspiration and a friend celebrating their birthday so I come barring offerings.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64457143

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THEY ARE EVERYTHING

Wolfstar fame au🎤

Imagine seeing your first (and only) love on stage after years of being appart, and he happens to be singing about you and how he wishes things would have been different🥲

I am never normal about them and I love this AU and I love them pls send help

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☀️ & 🌟

you’re in the wind, i’m in the water, nobody’s son, nobody’s daughter.

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james: *smiles*

regulus: *blushes*

regulus: *slams hand on the table* that's it, I'm killing him.

dora: or you can man up and ask him out.

reg: k-killing.. is easier.

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*James and remus walking into a Halloween party dressed as cowboys*

Regulus: save a horse ride a cowboy

Sirius: REGGIE

Sirius:

Sirius: agreed though

Sirius: I take the taller one, you take glasses?

Regulus: yup

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Kinktober day 20: Bartylily - riding || NSFW || Words: 690|| Tags: cowboys - barn sex - vaginal sex - cowboy hat

Barty opens the door of the barn, dragging Lily behind him who giggles and lets herself fall upon the hay she has become well acquainted with over the last few weeks. The feeling of the late summer heat is nice on her bare legs when Barty closes the big door before grinning down at her and falling next to her.

She rolls over and straddles Barty happily. “Hi there.”

“Hi, gorgeous,” Barty smiles in his southern drawl. Lily leans down and kisses the man thoroughly, the skirt of her dress riding up under his hands on her thighs. His tongue in her mouth feels like the sin it is and the metal bar meeting her soft tongue sends her into the outer stratosphere.

Especially when Barty’s hands reach the hem of her panties and drag them down. With a giggle Lily is thrown on her back while Barty removes the small piece of cloth, keeping her dress on. The man attacks her neck with bites and kisses, making the hat on his head fall half over her eyes. She stretches her neck for a second before turning them back around again and standing from the pile of hay.

Lily looks down, hands on her hips and watches while Barty opens his heavy belt buckle to get his trousers off. She helps by pulling them off before she straddles him once more and takes the hat from his head, putting it on her own, her braids making it easily stay on her head.

“I’m going to be riding today,” Lily grinds and she sees Barty’s mouth fall open. He had never heard her talk like that before when they rolled around in the hay, literally. Just because Lily might look like the perfect girl next door doesn’t mean she isn’t an angry bull underneath.

“I’m not stopping you,” Barty gasps as Lily positions herself over Barty’s leaking cock, pumping it a few times with her hand, making him moan. “Fuck, you are so hot.”

“Say that again,” Lily tells him as she sinks onto his cock, her cunt closing around his cock tightly as she lets herself sit on him.

“Fuck, Lily, you are so hot,” Barty groans, his hands on her love handles and his eyes roaming over her full body. She basks in the praise, grinning down at him before planting her hands on his chest to steady herself as she rides the man.

“God, you feel good,” Lily tells the man writhing beneath her as she leans down to kiss him. Barty sits up, wrapping an arm around her waist while planting the other against the hay to use as leverage to push himself into her harshly.

Lily moans, grabbing onto Barty’s shoulders through his shirt the fabric bunching up in her fists. “Harder, please.”

“Oh shit,” Barty groans as he obeys the command. Lily shifts her feet, placing it on the ground so she has better footing to lift herself and slam down onto the thick cock inside her. “Fuck, yeah, baby, ride me good.”

“Oh, Barty,” Lily groans feeling her orgasm building fast in her stomach as she pants. The exertion of their activities catches up with her and she throws her head back while meeting Barty’s thrusts up as she slams down. The sounds of their pants and the slapping of their skin are filthy and Lily loves it.

“Yes, fuck yes,” Barty growls, before rolling them around once more and pushing Lily into the hay. He pins her hands above her head, her wrists in one hand and with the other, he throws her leg over his shoulder. He thrusts back into her and Lily has the hardest time not crying out in pleasure as her walls flutter and her orgasm rolls over her body.

The contraction of her cunt is too much for Barty and he collapses as he comes into her, moaning against her neck and planting kisses between shivers.

“Fuck, Lily, you are something else,” Barty laughs as he looks up at the woman who is grinning in satisfaction.

“Don’t you forget it,” she chuckles, planting a kiss on his cheek.

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Kinktober day 19: Pandalily - office sex|| NSFW || Words: 530|| Tags: vaginal licking - semi public - boss Pandora

"You wanted to see me?” Lily asks as she knocks on Pandora’s office door. The blinds of the glass cubicle are down, and she is worried her boss might have a migraine or something else she needs help with.

The blonde looks up at the sound of noise and grimaces at her employee. “Lily, yes, close the door please.”

Lily does as asked before walking over to the desk and sitting down in front of her boss. “What do you need me for?”

“Stress relief,” Pandora groans and rolls her chair back a little. Lily knows what’s expected of her and grins as she stands back up again. Walking around the desk and perching herself against it.

“Oh, love, is the day that hard?” Lily asks in a crooning voice. Pandora nods and leans back as she spreads her legs.

Lily drops to the floor on her knees and pulls the chair towards her. Pandora’s panties had already been dropped around her ankle and Lily didn’t know how she hadn’t noticed. She takes one black heel-clad foot into her hand and pulls it up to her mouth so she can kiss the exposed bridge before flinging it over her shoulder.

“Lily, please don’t drag this out,” Pandora groans when Lily starts peppering the inside of her thighs with kisses and gentle bites.

“As you wish,” Lily murmurs against the dark skin and pulls Pandora forward by her hips. Her other leg also finds its way over Lily’s shoulder and she can feel Pandora cross her ankles while she dives into her cunt without any hesitation.

Licking and sucking the perfect folds, Lily coaxes soft moans from her boss’ lips. Hands wind through Lily’s hair, pushing her deeper into the wet heat and she can’t help the moan of her own that leaves her lips. Pandora just tastes so good and Lily want to taste every part of her.

She circles her tongue around the swollen clit, making Pandora gasp and start to plead for Lily to keep doing that. She puts a little more pressure and flicks her tongue languidly the way she knows Pandora likes.

“Oh Lils, fucking hell,” the woman above her groans and Lily grins as she keeps up her work, feeling Pandora’s legs clamp around her tiger and the fingers in her hair tugging harder. “Shit, baby, I’m gonna–”

Lily revels in the sounds Pandora makes as she comes on her tongue. Pandora drags Lily away from her so she comes to eye level with her. The lips on Lily are soft and a bit dry, but Lily kisses back eagerly, bowed over her boss while leaning her hands on the back of the chair.

They break apart and Lily smoothes Pandora’s blonde strands behind her ear before kissing her forehead. “Feel better?”

“Much, thanks baby,” Pandora smiles softly.

“Good,” Lily smiles back, pecking a kiss on her lips one more time before standing right. “Then get back to work and I will go home a little early to cook us dinner and we can have a lazy night, sounds good?”

“Sounds perfect,” her wife smiles at her before Lily makes her exit from the office

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Kinktober day 19: wolfstar - spitting || NSFW || Words: 595|| Tags: spit - Trans Remus - 69 - Service Top Sirius

“Open wide, love,” Remus purs as he hangs over Sirius. Grinning down at the panting man, Remus can’t do anything else than feel the power he has over him surge through his veins. The firm muscles of Sirius’ neck are under his hand, where he is putting pressure on Sirius’ artery, stopping the blood flow to Sirius’ head. He looks gorgeous like this, all sweaty and wanting, waiting for whatever Remus has planned to do with him

The pink lips fall open eagerly, without any complaints and the twinkle in Sirius’ eyes makes Remus only more eager to do what Sirius has asked him to. He grins at him before gathering the saliva in his mouth and making it drip into Sirius’ awaiting mouth. 

“Fuck, that looks so hot,” Remus groans, not able to hold it in. 

Sirius closes his mouth to swallow the mix of his own spit and Remus’. “You taste hot.” 

“That’s not a thing.” 

“It is now, Sirius grins, opening his mouth, asking for more. This time Remus really spit, some of it landing on the corner of Sirius’ mouth. “Yeah, you want some more?” 

“Fuck, I need all of it,” Sirius groans, licking the excess of his lip. “Need to see your pleasure.” 

Remus doesn’t hesitate as he turns around, offering his cunt to Sirius as he spits on the stiff cock in front of him. Sirius laps onto him, licking and sucking the way he knows will rile Remus up just right. 

“Fuck, Sirius,” Remus moans, before spreading the spit over Sirius’ cock. He pumps the thick shaft in a rapid motion and moans as he feels himself throbbing under Sirius’ mouth. “Can’t wait longer.”

“Come here, use me, make yourself feel good,” Sirius tells him, pushing Remus’ legs up to make him turn back. 

“Yeah,” Remus says questioningly. “Do you want me to treat you as nothing more than a glorified sex toy?” 

Sirius moans as Remus sinks himself down on his cock, enclosing him fully. He throws his head back, reaching for his clit to rub it while he bounces on Sirius’ cock. “Fuck, this cock is the best.” 

“God, you are so beautiful,” Sirius murmurs, making Remus look back down to where Sirius is watching him, eyes half closed and mouth hanging open. His hands squeeze Remus’ hips tightly, but Remus grabs them and pins them above his head. 

With force, he spits right in Sirius’ face, the saliva landing on his cheek as he fucks himself harder onto Sirius’ cock. “Shut your mouth and let me use you.” 

“Yes, sir,” Sirius groans, opening his mouth for Remus to spit in again which he does happily. The masculine word on Sirius’ lips makes Remus’ head spin and he is so happy to hear him say it every time he does. 

Remus sits back up, his hands on Sirius’ chest to steady himself as he manoeuvres his feet onto the mattress. In a squad that is not the best for his knees, Remus can use his legs to fuck himself faster onto Sirius’ cock. The man’s eyes widen and Remus smirks as he throws his head back in pure ecstasy. “Oh fucking hell–” 

“Remus, I–” 

He moves his hand over Sirius’ mouth and muffles the moan the man lets out as he spills into Remus, the throbbing of his cock making Remus’ walls clench and he rubs his clit to reach his own climax. He collapses onto Sirius and they both pant from exertion. 

“Fuck that was hot,” Sirius chuckles, caressing Remus’ hair. “Let’s do that again.”

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Kinktober day 18: Jegulus - Edging || NSFW || Words: 771 || Tags: Bottom James - Top Regulus - Orgasm control - cockring ( @jeguluskinktoberr )

“Please Reg, fuck,” James groans when Regulus moves his hips faster and thrusts into James with such precise thrusts he is hitting his prostate with every move. “God, I’m gonna–” 

“No, you’re not,” Regulus smiles, halting his movements immediately and slipping out of his husband. James looks over his shoulder with a pained expression and Regulus leans over his shoulder to kiss his shoulder. “Here.” 

James feels the cockring slip onto him and he groans from the restriction of it. “Reg–” 

“Now, be a good boy and let me fuck you until you really can’t take it anymore. You will warn me when you are close, yes?” 

“Yes,” James moans when Regulus glides into him again, setting a slow but deep pace. The feeling is so good and even the cock ring can only do so much to keep his impending orgasm at bay. When Regulus snaps his hips forward in a harsher manner James needs to cry out before it’s too late. 

“Stop, stop, Reg I’m–”

“Hey,” Regulus speaks, the smile audible in his voice behind James. “Very good baby, you’re doing so good. Breathe.” 

James does as he is told, taking in a deep breath as he tries to push the sensation of fire in his abdomen down while Regulus just languidly roams his hands over James’ back. 

“Are you good again?” Regulus asks, the sultry tone of his voice scaring James for what there is to come next. He hums a small ‘yes’ before feeling Regulus fill him up once more. 

This time his pace is anything but forgiving, harsh thrust while his hands tangle in James’ hair, pulling his face up and the other hand pushing his shoulders down. James is folded in half by the immense power Regulus puts behind his movement and he can feel his just-disappeared orgasm building up again. 

“Fuck, baby,” Regulus moans, the hand on James’ shoulders moving towards his hip, making Regulus sit up more right. “You feel so fucking tight.” The hand in his hair makes James follow Regulus in an upright position, resting on his knees and his back pressed against Regulus’ chest. “Doing so good for me.” 

The new position gives Regulus access to James’ stiff cock and he happily utilises it by wrapping his hand around Jams, making him scream. “Fuck, shit, Regulus I–” 

“No, no more pauses, you will come when I tell you,” Regulus tells James, whispering into his ear. “You can be good for me, can’t you Jamie?” 

“Yes, yes, okay,” James babbles, feeling Regulus push his hips in a gesture for him to move. 

“Very good,” Regulus smiles, kissing James’ neck and making James move on his cock. “Now ride me.” 

James groans as he moves, feeling his cock is about to explode but he holds on with all his might. Regulus’ thumb rubs over the wet tip of his cock and James bites his lip so hard he wouldn’t be surprised if he draws blood. He can feel Regulus grow under him and when he starts pumping his cock in earnest again. 

“So good, fuck.”

Regulus’ head falls against James’ back and he pumps harder while planting kisses against the muscles in front of him. 

“Regulus, can I come please?” James whines, feeling his legs cramping from the movement and his cock pulsing in Regulus’ hand. “I have to–”

“But James, it’s so much better if you wait a little longer,” Regulus tells him sweetly. “You can wait a little longer right?” 

“Okay, yes,” James sighs, feeling proud when he holds on, fucking himself harshly onto Regulus until the hand pumps him and grabs the cockring, removing the one support that is holding his orgasm at bay. “Fucking hell!” 

“Come for me James,” Regulus grins and he isn’t even done speaking before he comes, shooting over Regulus’ hand and even aginst the headboard. He sits down on Regulus, who fills him in the same time and James’ head falls to Regulus’ shoulder as the man strokes his fingers over his belly and sternum. 

“Breathe, breathe Jamie, you did so well,” Regulus groans, breathing through his own climax. James falls to the side and opens his eyes to look up at his husband who is grinning at him. 

“You are…” James’ words trail off in a laugh and a sound that says ‘unbelievable’. 

“You asked me to edge you, love,” Regulus says, crawling over James with a satisfied smirk on his face before he kisses James’ nose. “Happy birthday, love.” 

James shakes his head, fondly taking Regulus’ face in his hand and planting a kiss on his lips. “Happy birthday to me indeed.” 

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Kinktober day 17: DarkSun - BloodPlay || NSFW || Words: 719|| Tags: Bottom James - table sex - RACK - feminisation - blood as lube - mention of polycule (JamesxBartyxEvanxRegulus)

The metal of the knife against his neck makes James gasp for air even harder. He can’t think straight and doesn’t even know how he got himself in this situation but Barty’s hands pushing him onto the table while holding the blade against his throat might be the hottest thing he has ever in his life experienced. 

“Don’t you want to wait for Regulus and Evan to get back?” Barty asks him, Dragging his hand from the back of James’ neck over his spine. The knife doesn’t move, the steady, practised hand of his partner remaining in the same place, even when Barty spits on his fingers and brings them to James’ entrance. 

“N-no,” James stutters, the anticipation of it all overcoming him and making his head swim. “Need it, now.” 

Barty chuckles and moves the blade with the blunt side now facing James’ throat. He drags the point over his jaw and ear and James can hear his blood ringing in them. The blood that Barty will draw soon, using it to fuck him raw. James wants to squirm from the idea but he knows if he moves nothing will happen tonight. Barty was very clear to him. 

“Look at you, so eager,” Barty chuckles, the knife now travelling over James’ spine. He shivers involuntarily as the blade comes to lie on the slope of his arse. “You ready for this, are you sure?” 

James nods, his face scraping against the wood of the table. “Yes, yes I want it, please cut me, make me bleed.” 

“As you wish,” Barty answers and the sting is so amazing James moans and lets his eyes roll around in their sockets. Barty had cut the flesh of his left buttcheek. Not too deep, he could feel it on the surface, but deep enough to draw enough blood to spread it over James' arse and hole, coating him in the crimson. 

“God, you look like a girl on her period,” Barty mutters and James moans at the thought of it. Barty seems to pick up on that and makes a curious sound. “Oh, you like that? Do you want to be my good girl?” 

James flames with shame and embarrassment as he nods and stammers out; “yes, please.” 

“Well, you look like a very pretty girl right now,” Barty states, the smirk in his voice audible when James feels the cock against his entrance. Barty slips in his head with a groan and James moans with him, enjoying the slick feeling of his own blood guiding Barty inside. “Oh this is sick, we are sick, this is so good, my lovely, good girl.” 

“Barty, please, fuck me,” James murmurs against the table, drool forming in the corner of his mouth but he can’t care, it doesn’t matter. The only thing he can think about is the cock filling him and the stinging feeling of his arse. 

“Yes, I will,” Barty tells him before a hand gets buried into his hair and his head is dragged up while his body is pushed against the table more harshly. James ruts the table earnestly while Barty pounds into him, telling him how pretty he looks and how good he feels. 

“Painted in your own blood,” Barty groans. “Such a good girl for me.” A hand sneaks around James’ hip and pries his cock free from between his belly and the table. Barty strokes him as he fucks him into the table and the only thing James can do is lay there and enjoy every second of it. 

They come together with cries on their lips and after they come down from the high Barty goes to clean up James’ cut. He is guided to the sofa and snuggles up against the man who caresses his hair lovingly. “Thank you, for indulging and embracing me.” 

James looks up and kisses the man softly. “Of course, never hesitate to tell me what you desire.” Barty smiles and kisses James again until the door of their flat opens and both men look up. 

“Some of us had fun?” Regulus asks with a lifted brow when he and Evan enter the living room. Barty and James exchange a look before smiling at their partners, and both stretch out a hand to welcome them into their cuddle, which they both happily accept.

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Kinktober day 16: Jegulus - Dryhumping || NSFW || Words: 507|| Tags: unexperienced - discovering bodies - rutting (@jeguluskinktoberr)

The fabric is in the way. Regulus would like for James to take his jeans off but he also is afraid to ask him to take that next step. He tries to focus on the tongue in his mouth and the happy, warm feeling he gets from where James’ hands are resting on his hips. He is straddling the other boy and his cock is already getting stiff. 

He would like nothing more than for James to touch him but he can’t find the words to tell him that. He needs the pressure, needs the friction and when James’ hands slip under his shirt Regulus can’t stop himself from grinding down on the boy beneath him. 

The feeling of James’ erection against his, through their pants but still, makes them both gasp louder than Regulus had anticipated. He shoots back and his face flushes as he watches his boyfriend with wide eyes. 

“Sorry, I–”

“No, no, Reg,” James hurries to interrupt him quickly. “Don’t worry about it, I–” the sock on his face melts into a soft smile and he slides down the bed a little, taking Regulus with him. “I liked that, do it again?” 

“Oh,” Regulus mutters, dumbfounded by the ease with which James tells him his desire, but he won’t complain. They lay down, on their sides facing each other and James wedges his knee between Regulus’ thighs, one leg flinging over James’ hip. 

With the same hips movement, Regulus grinds down again and his cock hardens under the delightful friction he gets from the movement. James’ cock grinds half against his, half against his own leg. 

“Shit, that feels–” 

“Good,” Regulus fills in for him, making the same movement once more, harder this time. They both moan and Regulus is a little embarrassed until James mirrors his movement and is now the one pushing against Regulus. 

“Yes, very good,” James groans, leaning down to capture Regulus’ lips again and this gives Regulus the push he needs to fully hump James’ leg. He grinds and pushes, thrusts and enjoys every bit of feeling that shoots through him while he discovers this new thing they are apparently able to do together. 

The funny feeling in his abdomen starts building and the feeling of his cock leaking into his underwear tells him that he is going to come. In a surge of bravery, he pushes his hand between their bodies and palms James through his jeans fully while still grinding down on him. 

“Oh, shit Reg,” James gasps, pushing himself further against Regulus’ hand before shivering and moaning harshly. Regulus feels the orgasm roll over him and he moans just as loud, screwing his eyes shut and enjoying the feelings that flow through him. 

When he opens his eyes there is a happy smiling James that greets him. “That was new.” 

“I liked it,” Regulus confesses and he takes a breath to voice his next question. “Do you think we can try more– like, new stuff?” 

James smiles and kisses him softly. “Whatever you want, love.”

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Kinktober day 15: RoseStarKiller - Striptease || NSFW || Words: 2057|| Tags: Trio - non binary Regulus - Double penetration - stripping - Drugs

“Yes, Reg! Let out that inner slut!” Barty cheers at them when Regulus twirls around the pole and watches through sultry eyes at their best friends who are cheering them on from the black leather sofa. 

“Yeah, you wouldn’t mind seeing that would you crouch?” Regulus asks in a dark tone as they slide down the pole, hands still on it ending up above their head and sitting down on their knees slowly before letting themselves fall onto their hands to crawl forward over the stage. 

Regulus is living their best life. They broke into this rich man's home of their uncle knowing he was on vacation, but they hadn’t expected to find a whole arse strip club-like room, equipped with a dancing podium and strip pole as well as a stocked bar and music installation. 

Some base heavy song is booming through the speakers and Regulus feels the thrum of it coursing through their veins. Mixed with the drugs they found and took, Regulus is on an insane trip and they are thriving. 

They lean off the stage to grab onto Evan’s shirt and pull him in close. With a wet tongue, he licks over the side of Evan's throat while still maintaining eye contact with Barty. Evan turns his head and Regulus finally meets his eyes before licking into his mouth obscenely. Barty cackles as he watches his best friends make out as their lives depend on it. 

Regulus lets Evan go with a grin and they sit back on their legs, crawling back up the stage. They grin at the sight of Evan who is clearly supporting a big boner, not even trying to hide it and at Barty who had shuffled towards Evan on the couch and is now sitting next to him, hands behind his head. “Give us the show, Reg!” 

“Okay,” Regulus grins, coming up to walk around the pole again. They let their head hang as they twirl around the pole elegantly, coming to a stop when their back is turned to their two best friends. They let their hands glide over their side, perking out their arse as they glide their hands over it, hooking them in their back pockets. 

The thrill in their body is growing when they push down the pants very slowly, showing the panties they are wearing underneath them. They hear a wolf whistle over the music, which must be Evan because Barty never managed to learn the trick and they look over their shoulder with their lip between their teeth. 

“Yeah, do we want more boys?” Regulus ask, while their trousers fall to the ground unceremoniously. They use their whole body as they twirl around the pole again and dance half-naked to the thrum of the music. Closing their eyes, Regulus brings their arms up, raking it over their black t-shirt and making it rise up his stomach. 

“Fuck, Reg, I forgot how sexy you are,” Barty groans in earnest and Regulus opens their eyes to look down from underneath their lashes with a seductive glare. Barty is palming himself while Evan is just gripping the side of the sofa, wanting to edge himself. Regulus grins and takes off their shirt to swing it towards Barty’s face. 

“And you are calling me a slut, needy, greedy thing,” Regulus says, walking down the steps of the podium, swaying their hips as they come close to the two men. Regulus pats the side of Barty’s arm, in a gesture for the man to move closer to Evan, which he does while looking lustfully up at his best friend. 

“But you will not have me fully tonight, crouch,” Regulus mutters, reaching over for the remote of the music system that lies forgotten on a side table. They turn down the volume to a low background thrum that still resonates through their body but isn’t distracting them from the two men they have at their mercy. 

With a swing of their leg, they straddle one of Evan’s legs, before straddling Barty’s with the other, pushing the legs of the two men together. Regulus leans in, kissing Evan just like he had done before, deep and filthy, as they hear Barty groan in frustration. They lean away after pecking another quick kiss on Evan’s lips before shifting to Barty and kissing him as well. Their tongue piercings clink together and the sensation of the metals on each other while their tongues work around their mouths makes Regulus’ head swim. 

They lean back fully, throwing their arms above their hand momentarily to feel the sway of their almost naked body on the fully clothed men, before they let their heads fall back forward, grinning at the two men. “Let’s play nice, boys,” They say sweetly, as they take both their cheeks into their hands. “You have to share now.” 

With a push of his hands, Regulus brings their friends’ faces close together and without hesitation, the two latch onto each other, kissing in the most vulgar way Regulus has ever witnessed. They grind down on both of their friends’ knees, trying to find some friction for their throbbing cock. Evan and Barty disconnect for a second and Regulus jumps in. They share a kiss between the three of them and it’s so hot Regulus feels like they are on fire. 

A hand finds their behind and they lean into the touch as Evan squeezes tightly. “He can share, can’t you Crouch?” he asks in a husk tone. Barty nods eagerly and before Regulus knows what is happening Evan has stood from the sofa and is taking Regulus with him. “Then strip.” 

Barty grins while taking the place on the small stage where Regulus had been before. With Evan’s hands on their hips, thumbs hooking into the waistband of their panties to drag it down their legs, they watch as Barty strips for them. He moves slowly, but the eagerness in his eyes betrays him as he flings his trousers across the room. 

Naked, Regulus is guided down to sit on Evan’s lap, who has also lost his clothing in the meantime. The hard cock against their arse and back makes Regulus want to grind on Evan. Nothing is stopping him. 

“Oh, impatient are we?” Evan asks Regulus, his mouth just below their ear and a soft kiss is planted on the heated skin. Regulus mewls at the action, throwing their head back onto Evan’s shoulder. 

“I just really want to be fucked, Ev,” Regulus tells him, all filters gone from the heat, drugs and everything that is happening in the room. They grind down again, feeling their own cock jump in anticipation. 

“Are we playing without me?” Barty says, his lips pouting as he throws his underwear to Regulus who catches it with impressive reflexes. Also naked now the man walks down the step and comes to stand in front of Regulus. 

“We wouldn’t dare,” Regulus grins, opening their mouth for what they need and Barty is quick to oblige. The cock slides past Regulus’ lips easily and they suck on it deliciously, making Barty moan loudly. 

“Fuck, how could I forget the feeling of your mouth,” Barty murmurs, punching his hips back and forth to fuck Regulus’ mouth. They are so focused on the cock in their mouth that the wandering hand almost goes unnoticed but when a finger probes at their entrance Regulus groans around Barty’s cock. 

They don’t get the freedom to speak, Barty’s cock getting pushed further into their throat and their hair being grabbed by Evan’s free hand. “I think they want it Evan,” Barty chuckles, fucking faster when he has spoken the words. 

Regulus moans in agreement, sucking Barty down even further. His pubic hair brushes against their nose as tears spring into their eyes, the pain is glorious and they only want more. 

“I think you’re right,” Evan speaks lowly, sucking Regulus’ earlobe before biting the side of his neck, sucking a hickey into the pale skin. “Get me that lube.” 

Barty disappears from Regulus’ mouth and they mourn the loss of the feeling shortly, wanting it back, now. “Give me that cock back, Crouch.”

A tug on their hair makes them groan in pain as Evan reprimands them. “You will get anything you want brat, now, you told us to play nice, you should too.” 

“I don’t want nice,” Regulus moans as Evan brings a dry finger into him. The stretch is painful, almost burning but the relief of lube will be only more heavenly that way. “Fuck.” 

“No, no you never do,” Barty chuckles as he kneels in front of the two on the sofa. Regulus is held against Evan, while the man moves down to kiss Barty quickly, swapping spit that Barty uses to coat his fingers. Two of them, wet and glistening make their way into Regulus, joining Evan’s single digit. “That better?” 

Regulus shakes their head, the stretch feeling like too much and they feel their mind slip into oblivion. “More, more, need more.” 

“Ah, they are already giving up the act,” Evan chuckles, entering another finger to work Regulus open even more. 

This makes Regulus lift their head and look over their shoulder at the man they are currently using as a chair. They lean down and bite down hard on Evan’s lip. A slap in their face makes them grin and Evan lifts a brow at Regulus. “Yeah, not done being a brat yet?” 

“Never,” Regulus groans when the fingers probe deeper before disappearing, only leaving Barty inside them. “What–” 

But their words are cut off by a hand wrapping around their throat and lips roughly crashing on theirs. The other fingers disappear too and Regulus wants to protest before they feel the soft glide of lube against their whole and one single finger that spreads it inside them. 

They break away from the kiss and look at Evan with fire in their eyes. “Fuck me, fuck me now.” They turn their head around, Evan’s hand falling away from their neck as he looks at Barty. “Both of you.” 

“Hear that Ev, one of us isn’t good enough for mix greedily here,” Barty scoffs, standing straight and pushing his cock back into Regulus’ mouth with a harsh thrust. Regulus rolls their eyes back as the feeling of being filled, being used, makes all their senses go numb. “Take them.”

There is not even a second of hesitation before Regulus feels Evan’s cock slide into them. Hands on their hip and a thick cock filling their hole, Regulus moans as they sit back down fully. Their legs are spread by two strong hands belonging to Barty before the muscles around their hole are stretched and Barty is entering them as well. 

“Oh shit, fuck, god,” Regulus cries out as they are stretched out wider than should be possible. It burns and hurts and feels so good. 

“I think they are done being bratty now,” Barty chuckles as he works himself inside Regulus alongside Evan’s cock. The two men start thursting in alternating movements and Regulus can’t do anything else than moan and cry. It feels so fucking good. 

“I think you’re right,” Evan moans. “God, that feels good.” 

The room feels with the sound of moans, mixing with the music and Regulus sees colours dance for their eyes as the pleassure builds in the bottom of their spine. Their own cock throbbing and leaking precum, they are certain taht with the smallest touch they will come. 

Hands sneak over their sides, reaching for Evan’s nipples behind Regulus’ back and they lean forward a little, making space for Barty to caresse Evan’s weakness. The man behind him groans earnestly as Barty plays with his nipples and the shift in position makes Regulus gasp, as both cocks shove deeper up their inside, hitting Regulus’ prostate. 

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna–” 

They can’t finish the sentence before they are coming, shooting cum at Barty’s chest who laughs at the sight before throwing his head back and groaning in his own release. Regulus feels how the two men fill them full and when they slip out of them, they roll off Evan and lay down on the ground at his feet. A laugh bubbles up in their throat and the other two men join them in the happy ecstasy. Life is amazing.

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Kinktober day 15: SunRose(Jevan) - Devil's snare || NSFW || words: 1058 || tags: Plant fucking - sort of forced(?) - trio with... plant - idk man enjoy.

“You are going to make it angry!” James warns as he watches how Evan shoots gold sparks at the Devil’s Snare.

Their herbology project is perched between them on the floor of Evan's dorm. The Devil’s snare has grown immensely over the past minutes and the vines are crawling to them quickly.

“I'm trying to slow it down,” Evan defends. “I don't see you trying anything!”

“If you hadn't given it the super fertiliser this wouldn't have happened in the first place!” James protests as one of the vines wraps around his ankle, jerking off his shoe.

“Just kill it,” Evan groans, but at that exact moment, the snare wraps around both his arms and spreads them apart, his wand falling from his hand.

James tries to point his own but to no avail. One of the vines has slapped his wand away. “I think it didn't like that suggestion,” James offers as he is dragged across the floor and pushed on top of Evan with such force they almost butt heads.

“Now what?” he huffs, almost into Evan's mouth as it is so close to his. He can feel his hot breath ghost over his lips as the boy breathes out. The plant curls around them slowly, tightening its grip on James’ legs and Evan's arms, with vines bringing their torsos together.

“I think the plant is trying to tell us something,” Evan whispers with a grin.

James doesn't know why he is grinning. The situation they are in is anything but comfortable and James wants to know which deity he pissed off to be pushed so close to his crush he can feel his hardening erection against his own.

“We should–”

“Mmh,” Evan cuts him off as he ruts himself against James. “Didn’t you pay attention in class Potter? Never fight a Devil’s Snare.”

Evan’s legs wrap around James’ hips, while he budges his hips up once more to cause delicious friction James can only moan from. Evan is right. If he struggles the plant will only wrap around them and he would be lying if he tries to tell Evan he doesn’t want this. He very much does, but the boy that is now pressed tightly against him doesn’t know that.

“Evan, do you–”

“Potter, I swear if you haven’t caught on to my desire for you by now, you’re even denser than I thought,” Evan sighs before leaning forward and capturing James’ mouth with his own. James closes his eyes quickly and enjoys the sensation of Evan’s lips against hi, the thrill rushing through him as the boy kisses him thoroughly. His tongue slides over James’ bottom lip and James opens greedily, letting the Slytherin into his mouth. They bite, nip, and lick until James’s head floats with the sensation. He loses himself fully in Evan’s lips, wrenching his arms free to wrap them around the man’s shoulders while Evan clamps his feet tighter against James’ back, making them grind against each other.

“Fuck, I need these pants off,” Evan curses as the fabric between them starts to annoy him more and more. As if the Devil’s snare is listening to his wishes, James feels the plant tugging at his trousers and another vine wriggling past his hip to tug Evan’s down as well.

The two boys look at each other in confusion for a second before a grin spreads over Evan’s face and he speaks again. “I really need James to have something up his arse.”

James’ eyes widen but he doesn’t have time to prepare because the moment the words are spoken he feels a small pressure at his entrance, something that gradually gets bigger entering him and filling him more perfectly than any cock ever had.

“You–” James pants in the form of a moan, enjoying the sensation of the vine inside him pushing against his prostate, before he finds his wits long enough to give his own command. “I need Rosier to have his cock wrapped up.”

The gasp Evan lets out tells James his demand has been followed just as Evan’s was. The stale blue eyes in front of him glaze over and James copies the lazy smile Evan has on his face. “Two can play that game.”

“You’re–”

But James will never know what he is in Evan’s eyes because the Devil’s snare seems to have different ideas. Twisting his vines inside James at the same time as around Evan, making the two boys moan in earnest.

“Fucking hell,” Evan mutters, grabbing James’ attention. His arms are still spread and James takes the opportunity to lap his tongue over Evan’s neck and ear before he speaks another command.

“I need his cock in my hand,” James mutters but it’s loud enough for the plant to hear because the vines leave Evan and James gets the free range to wrap his hand around his own and Evan’s cock, pumping them with vigour while being fucked by the plant from behind.

They kiss, more like gasping into each other’s mouths, while the sensations around them build and James can feel the knot of nerves in his spine forming. His cock is fattening in his hand and when he hears Evan let out a soft ‘please, Potter’ he knows he won’t hold on for much longer.

“I- nghh, I’m going to–” Evan tells him but James can only nod, pushing his body impossibly closer to the man.

“Yeah, me too,” James groans, feeling his orgasm wash over him as tugs at their cock a final few times. “Fuck, Rosier.”

Evan comes from the sound of his name on James’ tongue and James’ hand gets coated in white. The second Evan’s orgasm is done the two men feel the vines shrivel and they are set free, the plant laying dormant beside them.

James looks from the plat to Evan and back. “They that thing just force us to confess our feelings?”

“I haven’t heard you confessing anything, James,” Evan says softly and James looks back at the boy who still lays under him, half naked and spend. He smiles and leans down to kiss Evan softly.

“I’m mad about you, Evan Rosier,” James confesses with the bravery of a true Gryffindor. “Be mine?”

Evan doesn’t answer with words, but just wraps his hands around James’ neck and kisses him through his smile.