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bruisedboys · 1 year
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sirius would always take the teasing shy!reader too far, till she’s slammed the door behind her and he’s on the other side like a little puppy
yeah 😭 he riles you up and then gets all pouty when you hide from him. I hate him (no I don’t)
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“Darling,” Sirius whines, fist banging on the door. “Open up.”
You don’t say anything. You’re annoyed at him. He’s been teasing you all afternoon and maybe it’s your fault for getting so flustered but he just wouldn’t stop. It was all too much and now you’ve locked yourself in his bedroom.
“Y/N, please,” Sirius begs, taking your silence in his stride. “I promise I’ll stop now, really.”
Somehow you don’t think that’s true. Somehow you think he’ll leave you be for the rest of the day and then go right back to his teasing self tomorrow.
“No,” you say quietly, not sure he can ever hear you through the door. “Leave me alone.”
Sirius groans dramatically and you think you hear his forehead thump on the door. You try not to smile at his dramatics. You fail and end up smiling anyway. You’re lucky he can’t see you, he’d poke fun for sure.
It’s not that you don’t like the teasing. It’s that you do like it. A bit too much. It makes your skin all tingly and your heart go berserk and you can’t stand him, you swear. You’d let him do it more if you thought you could handle it. You want him to do it more but you can’t handle it.
“Honeybee,” comes Sirius voice again, much quieter this time. Softer. “I’m really sorry.”
He’s buttering you up, you know, and it’s working. The pet names, the soft tone he only ever uses with you. The apology that really, he shouldn’t have to give. It makes you want to wrench the door open and kiss him on his pretty mouth.
Instead you turn the lock and open the door very slowly. Sirius straightens where he’d been moping with his forehead on the door. You open it just wide enough so he can see you.
“Sweetheart,” he says, looking one part sorry and two parts relieved. You’d think he’d kicked your dog, the way he’s looking at you. “I’m sorry.”
You shake your head. “It’s okay,” you say softly. “I, um. I’m sorry. I just got …” Flustered. Shy. Sick with love.
Sirius nods vigorously. You know he can hear the words you’re not saying. “I know. And I’m sorry.”
You smile despite yourself. “Stop saying sorry. S’not your fault.”
“No, but it is,” Sirius says, insistent. “I know I take it too far sometimes. It’s mean.”
He’s undoing you with his gentle apology. So, really, it’s his fault when you blurt, “Who says I don’t like mean?”
Sirius’ eyes go wide as saucers. “What?”
Now you’ve really put your foot in it. You duck your head and stare at the floor so you don’t have to look at him. Wishing it would swallow you up. “Um,” you say.
Sirius laughs, loud and startling. “Darling,” he says through his ridiculously delighted fit of laughter, his tone near chiding.
You grumble at the floor, refusing to look at him because you know he’ll make you smile as soon as you do. You don’t want to smile. You’re embarrassed.
It takes him a while to stop laughing. It fills your ears and creeps into your chest and vibrates around your heart. You enjoy it more than you should. Especially since he’s totally laughing at you. When he’s finally done he steps into your space and hooks a finger under your chin.
“Look at me, will you?” He asks softly, smile evident in his voice. It’s more of a plea than a question. You really can’t not do what he’s asking.
You look up. Sirius beams.
“There’s my lovely girl,” he says, dripping in a fondness that almost has you shutting the door in his face again. “My lovely shy girl.”
You want to duck your head again but he’s got his fingers around your jaw, stopping you from moving.
“Can I have a hug?” He asks softly, all puppy eyes and pouting lips, and you hate him, you swear.
You let him have one anyway.
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disneyprincemuke · 1 month
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ღ this barbie can cook
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every single weekend, without fail, there is one thing that mick looks forward to that has absolutely nothing to do with the adrenaline from the race. it’s actually the fact that she makes him lunch all 4 days of a race weekend and they eat it together in honda’s cafeteria together while the prop up her ipad on the table and bond over a korean drama she managed to coax him into watching.
during pre-season testing in bahrain, she made him a lot of japanese food. japanese curry as promised, then a bowl of ramen, gyudon and then onigiri for race day.
for their first race weekend, korean food. korean fried chicken, bibimbap, japchae and bulgogi in that order. in jeddah, she tried threw him a wildcard of dishes while somehow still sticking to a theme: baked potato, mashed potatoes, potato soup and sauteed potatoes.
it’s a game they like to play every weekend — how long can mick decipher the theme of food she’s making him?
“hi,” she grins, dropping her bright pink lunch bag on the table. she thanks mick softly as he pulls the chair next to him out for her to take a seat. “i brought lunch!”
he smiles with a nod. it’s funny that she would say that as if it’s something that they did not establish beforehand — that she would be making him lunch every race weekend that they’re teammates. “did you now?”
“i made pakora,” she says as she starts to take out multiple tupperwares out from her bag. “fried veggies.”
“really?” he scrunches his nose with a frown, pulling a giggle as she throws her head back. “veggies on media day? you’ve gone cruel, barbie. where’s my junk food?”
she blinks at him, eyes wide as she formulates a response in her head. “it’s fried. it’s already junk food, mick.”
he scoffs, furrowing his eyebrows and scowling in feigned disgust. “this is ridiculous, barbie! vegetables on media day!”
she stiffens up and turns to him, blinking slowly. “you don’t like it? really?” her voice comes out softly and fragile as her lips quiver slightly. she starts to put the cover back on her tupperware. “we can just get something from catering. it’s okay.”
only then mick realises that he’s messed up. he’s always joked around with her, the girl either tilting her head in confusion at jokes with depth or simply faking a laugh to try and please him. otherwise, jokes usually just go over her head.
“no!” mick sits up quickly, patting her hands lightly, shaking his head profusely. “barbie, i was joking. usually you only give me the healthy food on race day — it’s media day. get it?”
she stares at him, eyes still wide and hesitant. “are you sure? it’s okay if you don’t want it, really.”
“barbie.” he tears her hands from the tupperware along its cover. “it was a joke. you know i look forward to your cooked lunches every weekend! thank you so much for cooking again.”
“you’re sure?”
he grins. “of course. so,” he taps on her ipad, “is the new episode out yet?”
instantly, she perks up as if forgetting her initial concerns. “yes! the new episodes are out — there’s 2!” she taps away on her ipad to turn on the show she’s decided they will watch and spend the entire day discussing.
“oh, cool. so, how long did it take you to make this meal?”
“just a while,” she shrugs. she takes out their utensils, offering the other pair to mick. “let’s have lunch!”
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myfictionaldreams · 1 year
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I noticed in your poly!marauders breakfast in bed imagine when Remus said that if she doesn't tell them he would punish her. Do you think you could write an alternative version of that imagine where he does end up punishing her? Only if your comfortable with it tho
Pain Over Pleasure // Poly!Marauders x Fem!Reader
A/N: thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy!
Breakfast in bed link if anyone is interested ღ
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, foursome, threesome, angst, punishment, painful sex, rough sex, BDSM, dom/sub, spanking, humiliation, dacryphilia (crying), sir kink, size difference, praise kink, anal sex, cum swallowing, degradation, orgasm denial, intense orgasm, overstimulation, aftercare, subspace, restraints, being ignored as punishment, safe words in place
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You knew the pain had slowly consumed the pleasure you were experiencing but for some occasions such as now, you preferred that, the small sparks of pleasure almost like a reward through the burning pain in your cunt.
A thick glob of cum was slowly dripping out of your mouth from where it hung over the side of the bed, hand scrapping along the floor. There was a pillow squished under your hips to help keep them positioned up, after the long fucking that evening, you knew your knees wouldn’t be able to support your weight anymore. Then there was Sirius, positioned behind you, hands aggressively gripping your hips almost to the point of bruising, his hips frantically thrusting, cock pulsing in and out of your abused hole.
Your moans were spurring him on, completely unaware of your discomfort but this was your own fault, purposefully not telling him, wanting him to keep going. Of course, you were overdoing it, even getting to the point that your eyes were clenched shut in concentration, you didn’t care about the pain.
James and Remus were watching from the side, having already had their fill, James' cum dripping from your cunt, Sirius using it as lube for his own adventures and Remus’ glob dripped from your mouth, jaw aching from attempting to take his length as much as you could.
Both men were watching intently, their softened cocks already getting hard again from the sight before them. Remus silently shifted forward, trying to look at your face from where it hide, from the way you were just letting Sirius fuck you, he decided it was probably time to check in, knowing you’d already been through a lot that evening.
“Give me a minute Padfoot”, Remus muttered, squatting down in front of you.
Your only response was to groan with upset, attempting to roll your hips back against Sirius but he held you down easily with your lack of strength. The lycanthrope Marauder slipped his hand under your jaw, tilting it up at an awkward angle so that you could look into his eyes.
“Why are making him stop? It feels so good”, you sounded borderline pathetic, eyes dazed slightly.
Remus however did not seem at all convinced by your words that weren’t necessarily different to usual but it just seemed like he had an intuition, knowing you far too well. Tilting his head to the side, still studying your face intently, he asked, “Do you need to use your safe word?”
“No, no don’t stop”, once again, you attempted and failed to roll your hips. Remus’ fingers harden against your jaw, causing your eyes to sharpen at his serious expression. “Why are you making him stop? I’m fine”, you tried to sound convincing.
“Were you fine? Because you looked to me like you were in pain”, Remus stated matter-of-factly.
“No, it feels so good”, you tried to say. Remus only had to glance over your shoulder to Sirius, almost like they were having a silent conversation between themselves as Sirius dragged his cock an inch out of you, and the feeling of it against your sore walls gave you the automatic response to wince.
Instantly you regretted the action, with nowhere to hide your face, Remus and James had the perfect view to see your discomfort. “Wait, no- that… that wasn’t what you think it was, it still does feel good! Please don’t stop, I’m ok!”
Your panic was evident enough, knowing you’d been caught so rather than facing the truth, knowing you were hiding the pain from them, you tried to just carry on but by the sound of Remus’ heavy sigh, you knew you were in for it.
“I’m not doubting that it feels good but you KNOW you are supposed to tell us if it hurts and if we are going too far. This is why we have safe words”, Remus explained. You knew this, knew why these rules were there for your benefit but also for the boys, they didn’t want actually to cause you pain like this.
“But it’s not going too far, I don’t want Sirius to stop, please!”
Remus released his grip on your jaw and for a moment, your silly mind thought that Sirius was actually going to continue but he didn’t. In fact, he pulled his cock completely out of you which once more hurt and then his hands were pulling you further onto the bed and turning onto your back.
James was now hovering above you from where he sat at the top of the bed, holding down your wrists into the sheets, and Sirius did the same but with your ankles, the position causing your thighs to rub together which meant your cunt had no room to breathe, feeling uncomfortable.
However, your thoughts didn’t ponder on this for too long as the hulking form of Remus straddled over your hips, his naked body warm against yours. You were completely at their disposal being pinned down, especially as Remus's rough hand gripped your cheeks together, forcing you to look up at his intense stare.
“What are you supposed to do when you’re in pain and this goes too far?” he referred to the sex.
You tried to pull away, almost like warning alarms screaming in your consciousness, knowing what he was eventually getting to, now understanding how much you had fucked up.
However, the Marauder's grip was strong on your body and you were just wasting energy, feeling exhausted and giving up, knowing you wouldn’t be able to slither your way out of this. You whispered the answer to the most dominant Marauder who was waiting over your body.
“Excuse me? Answer me louder”, he demanded, still holding your cheeks, squishing them together so your lips formed an ‘o’ shape.
“I’m supposed to tell you or use my safe words”, the tone of your voice was evident that you were feeling defeated.
“Ah, so you do know what you are supposed to do. Now answer me honestly, are you in pain right now?”
In truth, you were in more pain than you’d realised now that you weren’t being fucked and the endorphins and adrenaline were wearing off. “A little bit…” you admitted to this, but still tried to downplay the situation.
“A little bit is still too far and you know it. Next question: should you have told us today that you’re in pain?” Remus continued to question you.
“Yes”, your voice was only just audible with its whisper as you began to feel anxious and sick, knowing exactly what was coming, especially with the intense way Remus looked down at you.
“Yes that’s right, so what do we do to naughty girls who don’t tell their partners that they are in pain?”
Now you’re struggling again, trying to cower away from him, sobbing as you shouted, “Remmie, please don’t-”.
“Hey!” he shouted with authority. “Enough of the whining, now answer my question.”
“They get punished”, once again defeated.
“Yes, they do. Because you were given a clear instruction and have chosen to ignore it so I need you to listen to me carefully”. You do exactly as instructed, relaxing your tense muscles and listening, knowing it was better to go along with it than make it any worse. But also, Sirius’ thumb was stroking soft circles into the skin of your ankle which helped the thundering of your heart in your chest. “Good, so you can follow instructions”, Remus mocked. “The safe word is still in place if this gets too much but, you need to understand why I am going to punish you. We have all of these set in place that when pain is becoming more than pleasure then you have to tell us because now, I’m sure you’re going to be sore for a few days and that’s not what we want, is it Pup?”
“No sir”, you reply submissively, eyes dropping down in defeat but he was quick to tilt your face up once more.
“Exactly. Now I want you to repeat back to me, why you are being punished before we start”.
A hot flush rushed through your body as the embarrassment set in as you had to recount why you were being punished. “Because I didn’t tell you to stop when it was starting to hurt”.
“Good”, Remus praised, his hard eyes softening ever so slightly which relaxed you even more but then his next words had your body feeling as if it had been doused in ice. “You are going to take 5 spanks from each of us then, you’ll be tied up and you are going to watch us. If you look away for even a second, we will start right at the beginning with the spanking. Then once we are done, you’re going to be a good girl and swallow each of our loads, do I make myself clear?”
You wanted to cry, not only were you being spanked which was humiliating in of itself, but now you had to watch each of them find their own release and satisfaction and then drink their rewards as you were left without any of your own. Your lack of response had James tapping against your wrists, snapping you out of your internal battle.
“Yes sir”.
Remus still continued to grasp your cheeks, dropping his authoritative stance to lean down to kiss your forehead. You could still use your safe words, you knew they wouldn’t actually push you so far but it was important for you to understand these situations had repercussions. You’d only ever been punished twice throughout your relationship with the trio and they understood that this was a big deal for you to go through, always wanting to make them happy and never wishing to upset them. On a few occasions, they had threatened to punish and you had used your safe words so you knew you could do it now but you decided to go along with it instead.
Not wanting to add anything further to your punishment, something the boys knew you were very good at as you were completely submissive to your core, you helped to move into position.
Remus sat on the edge of the bed, feet flat against the floor as you lay across his lap, feeling his strong thighs beneath your stomach, your arse presented to him like a gift in front of him. Your cunt still hurt from this position as your legs remained closed.
James noticed your visible discomfort and swiftly sat next to Remus, easing under your head so it now lay in his lap, his magical fingers stroking against your scalp helping to keep you relaxed. Sirius did the same, but had your legs lying across his lap, massaging the muscles to also feel somewhat at ease but as Remus lay his hand on your lower back, the reality of the situation returned.
“Are you going to count for me?” Remus asked, his voice a great deal softer than it had been a moment ago.
“Yes sir”.
Then he began. His large hand smacked against your left arse cheek and even though you knew it was coming, it still caused your to jump, thankful that all three of them were there to keep you on their laps. The impact stung as you bite your lip to hide the whimper before remembering your job, “one, sir.”
Remus continued with his spanks, remaining in the same spot on your left cheek, each one causing the skin to heat and jiggle, a sight all three men admired hungrily. As you took the fifth spank, Remus smothered the skin, squeezing the area and making sure to praise you, “Well done my love, you took them so well, counted each one perfectly”.
His words drifted into your mind and made you feel happy and safe, enjoying the momentary joy before the bodies beneath were swapping so James was in the middle, your arse on his lap with Remus cradling your head.
The quidditch-playing Marauder began to then spank your right cheek, but his hands were so big that they grazed over the sore area left by Remus, causing more stinging. However, this didn’t stop your counting, physically having to say the words helped to keep your consciousness present, knowing if you didn’t talk, you could just lose yourself to the punishment.
By the fifth smack to your arse and tenth overall, you were beginning to feel slightly buzzed, adrenaline returning to pump through your veins causing you to feel lightheaded and almost floaty. Remus stroked his thumb against your face, noticing your eyes were glazing over, tears threatening to spill.
This didn’t stop them, knowing when you were at your breaking point and when you were just feeling a little bit subspacey. Sirius now stared down at your spanked arse in his lap, enjoying the slightly raised skin from the impacts but also feeling just how drenched you were, your juices coating your thighs.
“Do you need to use your words, sweetheart?” Sirius asked softly as you began to silently cry.
“No”, you whispered with a wobbly lip, “sir”, you added quickly.
“My sweet girl, you’re doing so well, five more to go, you can do it”, Sirius praised before swatting his hand through the air and smacking the area where your arse cheek met your thigh, the exact space that you could be sitting on, his favourite spot.
You were slightly thankful for him choosing a different spot, your arse already feeling tender as you continued to count Sirius’ five spanks which added up to fifteen overall. This new area however caused your thighs to clench automatically which only meant that it squeezed your swollen cunt.
Remus caught each of your tears with the pad of his thumb but you knew you still looked like an absolute mess. Especially from between your legs as you were sure there was a wet patch forming on Sirius’ thighs from your still evident arousal, even through all the pain, the pleasure was still rampant.
Finally, after what felt like hours, you were rushing out the words, “Five, sir”. You were grateful for the spanks being over, trying to nuzzle your flushed face into Remus’ hands. You jumped slightly however as Sirius leaned down to kiss the burning hot skin of your ass, praising, “You did so so well honey”.
His erection throbbed under your stomach as he looked down at your pathetic state and you wished for nothing more than to stroke and touch it, momentarily forgetting that this wasn’t the end of your punishment.
Sirius didn’t however as he wrapped his strong arms around your middle, manhandling you up and further up the bed, you bounced on your sensitive arse a few times from where he placed you by the headboard. James then waved his wand in the direction of your arms and legs, wordlessly magically wrapping invisible string around your libs, causing them to extend and stretch to each of the bed posts.
You cried more now at the realisation that your punishment was nowhere near over and not entirely comfortable, still sitting on your sore ass. You also missed the warmth that had once surrounded you.
“Shhh, it’s ok love”, James encouraged, giving you a sad smile, tilting your head back to look up into his hazel eyes. He looked like he wanted to kiss you but refrained from doing so, showing too much praise and softness wasn't until the end of your punishment.
But then he was moving away, his messy hair bouncing as you watched him join the other two at the end of the bed and away from you.
Each of their cocks was hard and pointing up with the blood pumping hard through them and your eyes drifted between each of them, your tears slowing with the distraction.
Then Sirius was tugging James back by his hips, towards his own body until James' back and Sirius’ chest met and the long-haired Marauder’s mouth attached to the side of the other man’s neck. The muscles over both of their bodies flex with the instant arousal, James tilting his head further to give Sirius the room to move up and down, leaving open-mouthed kisses.
You didn’t look away, even in your spaced-out mind, something reminded you to not look away, not wishing to be spanked again. But it was also near-torturous watching the three of them, with the way your legs were spread wide, you weren’t able to roll your hips forward to relieve any of the tension in your clit, or rub your thighs together.
Sirius tweaked James’ perked nipples, causing the man to groan, turning his hand back so they could kiss, both mouths opening on instinct to allow their tongues to dance and twist together. The sight was almost hypnotic with how beautiful they all looked, especially as Remus moved closer to join from beside James.
Fuck, you were feeling almost desperate with arousal now, feeling fuzzy mentally and your chest had an unsettling tightness within with the need to be involved. But also, your horniness continued to cause your aching, swollen cunt to clench around nothing meaning you were absolutely drenched.
Remus’ grip encircled James’ veiny member that had beads of pre-cum already dripping from the tip, staining the sheets. The touch had James thrusting automatically, wanting to feel the pressure wrapped around him more. James moaned loudly, hungrily almost as he pulled back from Sirius’ mouth, but only so he could grab the back of Remus’ head to meet his mouth in a passionate kiss.
Sirius then started to wank himself off, teeth grazing along the exposed length of James’ neck. Remus was then moving off of James’ mouth to whisper something into his ear and you wished more than anything to hear what he said as the next second James’ eyes were flicking to yours, filled with pure lust.
A whimper slipped out of your mouth at the view, but you held your tongue for the pleas threatening to come out. You knew begging would get you nothing that you’d wanted as the first time you had ever been punished, you’d thrashed against the restraints, begging so much that your throat was raw for days and you’d practically passed out from exhaustion by the time the three of them had found their satisfaction.
So, you didn’t want to waste your energy, not that you had much of it left anyway after the fucking session that day or the spanking. Instead, you watched, biting your tongue to hold back the words you wanted to say and beg for.
Your eye contact with James swiftly broke as the man was suddenly pushed forward by Sirius who was on his knees behind, hands running up and down James’ toned back before cupping the arse perked in the air beneath him.
“So fucking pretty Prongs”, Sirius complimented, admiring the man’s body. James shifted his hips closer to Sirius who was now distracted as Remus climbed off of the bed and stood behind Sirius, hands running up and down his chest before gripping his long hair and pulling harshly to expose his ear.
Remus then whispered something to Sirius whose eyes rolled back to match his aggressive groan before nodding, opening his eyes fully to look down at James who was still waiting patiently on his hands and knees.
Sirius's mouth opened so he could spit down, aiming for James’ asshole, watching the glob gleam against the eagerly awaiting hole. Reaching down with his thumb, Sirius brushed against it, applying a little bit of pressure but not enough yet to slip inside.
James looked over his shoulder towards Sirius, “Fuck, I need you right now, I can take it Padfoot”, he begged.
Sirius raised a single eyebrow as he finally applied more pressure to the hole, feeling it expanding, “you really think you can take me without any prep?”
“Yes!” James then pushed back his hips, causing Sirius’ thumb to slip inside, all three men groaned, and Remus watched over Sirius’ shoulders and whispered something again.
“I’ll go slow”, Sirius stated, nodding at what Remus instructed, shifting on his knees closer ever so slightly and then guiding his cock to James' awaiting hole. Sirius spat again and wiped it over his cock, placing a steady hand on James’ hip to keep him steady and then he was slipping his cock in.
You watched as they both groaned in pure ecstasy, and you wanted nothing more to be feeling how they both felt right now.
Sirius managed to keep his slow thrusts for a couple of minutes, aware of not hurting James but the messy-haired Marauder was already rolling his hips back, attempting to increase the speed, enjoying the slight burn that came with the stretch of Sirius’ cock. This caused the man to lose all restraints and he began to mercilessly fuck the man beneath him. James gripped the sheets hard, his forehead resting on the sheets as his moans sounded pornographic, deep and husky.
The sight was beautiful but it was even more erotic as Sirius was gently pushed forward a little bit as Remus had his own plan as his fingers rested over his arse, watching the muscles clench with each thrust.
Your eyes didn’t know where to look between the three of your boyfriends before settling on Sirius whose eyes were wide, lips shiny with plumped from the kissing. His hips slowed as he felt Remus touch him from behind, nodding at the silent question being asked before Remus began gently easing two fingers into Sirius’ hole.
The thrusting completely stopped as Sirius grunted at the feeling of James’ hole wrapped around his cock and the two fingers stretching in his hole, grazing lazily over his prostate. His beautiful face tilted back at the pleasure, exposing his throat that Remus wrapped a strong hand around, keeping him still as he added a third finger.
“Do you want me to, Padfoot?” Remus asked loudly enough for everyone to hear. You wanted desperately to say you wanted him too but only released a small mewling whimper, still holding your tongue but the noise was enough for Remus’ eyes to flick to yours, his mouth quipping up into a smirk at how desperate you looked.
“Yes, Moony, please fuck me already”, Sirius sounded desperate as he widened his thighs on the bed, helping his cheeks to spread as Remus pulled his fingers out and lined himself up having spread his own precum over his cock, using it as lube.
Not even a second later, the three of them were joined. Remus stood behind the bed, his cock delved into Sirius’ asshole, whose face was scrunched in concentration, trying not to move Remus’ fat cock stretch him wide, whilst Sirus’ own cock was still warm inside of James’ asshole.
Eventually, the three of them began to rock back and forth on the bed, finding a rhythm that suited them best.
You were absolutely fucked out of your mind watching them all, usually, this sight would be your favourite but right now it was the worst punishment imaginable. Your cunt was swollen, throbbing with need and leaking your juices over the sheets and your arms and legs ached from being held out in the outstretched position, all you wanted to do was feel as good as them.
With ease and grace, the three men moved together, long limbs gripping onto each other, their low grunts like music to your ears, seeing the pleasure writhe on their expressions. Knowing the pleasure wasn’t something you were doing only added to the punishment, wishing that you were the one sucking their cocks, touching them, fucking them and making them feel good and it was only intensified by the subspace you were in mentally.
What was worst, was that other than the occasional glance that you’d experienced, the three of them completely ignored you, even though James wasn’t that far away from you, he never made the move to touch you. It was awful, letting you watch the three of them, even though you were highly aroused and wanting nothing more from their touch. It was a part of your punishment, you deserved this, they looked like they were having lots of fun without you, did they even need you?
The thoughts had your eyes now glassy with tears but you tried not to let them fall, they didn’t need a crying girl watching them fuck, so you remained silent.
Sirius was nearly overstimulated with the intense pleasure he was feeling with both his cock and prostate being stroked, it felt so fucking good, especially as Remus intensified his thrusts which he used as his own momentum to then fuck into James.
“Fuck! Just like that, right there…”, Sirius cried out over his shoulder as Remus gripped onto the back of his neck, using the hold to tilt his cock slightly so he could directly fuck into his pleasure spot.
“Yes! Yes! Yes- Fuck I’m gonna cum”, Sirius suddenly revealed.
It all happened in a blue. One minute you were watching the three of them fuck and the next, James was being pushed further onto the bed and Remus was helping Sirius stand up on the mattress, walking over James’ body until he stood over you. With one hand, he tipped your head back and the other gripped the base of his cock as it pulsed and throbbed.
It was on instinct that your mouth dropped open, completely forgetting about this part of your punishment as Sirius’ cum began spurting out, most of it dripping into your awaiting mouth as he watched eagerly, only a few drops collecting on your chin.
The tears you were keeping at bay began to slip down your warm cheeks, feeling humiliated as you swallowed his load and then licked his fingers clean as he scooped up the drops you’d missed. You hated this, hated that you were left to drink their reward whilst you were there without any sort of gratification.
“Look so pretty when you cry Darling”, Sirius whispered, his own cheeks rosy as he breathed heavily. For a second, he wiped away your tears before a moan sounded from behind him, causing him to jump off of the bed and sit in a nearby chair to watch the rest of the show.
This gave you the view of James who had been dragged down the bed by Remus and turned onto his back before he was leaning over him and hungrily kissing him. Both of their hands roamed over each other's bodies, exploring one another as their hips thrust together, cocks rubbing and bumping into one another.
James made the move first to reach in between their bodies, pushing Remus’ cock lower towards his awaiting hole and Remus didn’t waste another second before he was thrusting forward.
“That’s it, you’re taking me so well Prongs”, Remus praised the man beneath him, feeling his hole stretch the limit around his girthy member. Just like Sirius had, Remus began slow but soon wasn’t holding back, fucking hand and fast enough that the bed was shaking with the movements, rocking your body as well.
“Fuck, don’t stop!” James suddenly groaned as Remus wrapped his hand around his cock that was still throbbing between them, his wrist moving in time with his thrust.
Once your tears had started, you couldn’t stop them from falling now in jealousy and desperately watching them both, wanting nothing more to bed for them to just look at you, to acknowledge that you were even there, to get them to touch you but still, you wanted to be a good girl so refrained from doing this.
Remus's hair stuck to his forehead as he fucked James hard and it wasn’t that much longer before the man beneath him was shouting, “Wait, stop moony!”
Then he was scrambling to his feet on the bed, legs wobbling slightly as he now stood over you, hand moving up and down his shaft as your mouth dropped open in time to drink down his cum.
Your eyes drank in every little detail about James from his even messier hair than usual, the way his abs clenched with each spurt and the salty taste of his loads as it coated your tongue and this time, you managed to catch it all.
James smiled kindly down at you but didn’t get the chance to touch you as he was gently moved out of the way, stepping down to join Sirius at the side, as Remus now stood over you.
You held his eye contact, jaw aching as you held your mouth open submissively as he began to toss himself off. From this position, you could see his cock gleaming in the low light of the room, with what was Sirius and James’ natural body juices. The grip he held strengthed as it moved faster, his eyes glancing down at the wet patch that had formed between your legs and on the sheets blow.
“You look so pretty, Pup”, Remus’s voice was thick with arousal, using the nickname he only called you, causing your heart to beat harder in your chest as he finally spoke to you. This distracted you a little from the situation but then as something warm began to fill your mouth, you tried to concentrate on not choking, quickly having to swallow as his cum completely filled your mouth.
With a full body shudder, Remus’s last drop of cum spurted from his tip and another swallow later, he was finished, shoulders dropping releasing a heavy sigh in relief.
Remus then knelt between your legs, gripping your cheeks, much like he’d done earlier, holding your attention. “Do you understand why you’ve been punished?”
“Yes, sir.” Your voice was timid, tears still cascading down your cheeks. You were completely and utterly submissive.
“Good girl”. He released the grip on your cheeks and began to stroke the aching muscle instead but you were quick to nuzzle into his hand, wanting to feel any sort of comfort. “My sweet girl, you did so well”.
“I did?” you asked, your eyes and voice filling with hope at making him happy.
“You did! Not even begging once did you? I’m so proud of you”, Remus encouraged. You could have cried more at the praises, almost like what he said was sacred it was just what you needed. “What do you want my love?” Remus finally asked, his eyes softened as he looked at you.
“I…I want you all”, you finally sobbed, pulling on your invisible restraints. Remus motioned for James and Sirius to step forward, both of them holding their wands and waving them, releasing your limbs from the bonds.
With nothing to hold up your body, you instantly were slumping forward into Remus who was able to ease you into his lap, your head resting against his chest as the other two men sat on either side, beginning to massage your sore muscles.
Their skin was hot to the touch but that only helped you to relax further. “Oh love, you’re so wet”, Remus mumbled, feeling the evidence of your arousal over your thighs which now coated his from where you sat. “How much does it hurt?” he asked, referring to in between your legs.
You wanted to lie and say it didn’t anymore, wanting to feel their cocks but you knew you couldn’t, having already received one punishment.
“It…it still hurts, but I’m so horny, I don’t know what do you!”, you were near hysterics with how desperate you were feeling, it felt like your core was incredibly heavy with tautness, desperate for relief but your actual cunt was still tender.
Remus began to steadily rock the two of you on the spot as James lay sweet kisses to your temple. You leaned into the feeling, savouring the sensation as each of them kissed a part of your body but it wasn’t enough.
“Please…”.
“Shhh Pup, I’m going to try and touch you but if it hurts you need to say”, Remus suggested, brushing his fingers over your stomach and between your thighs. It was only a gentle touch to your clit but even that caused burning hot sparks of pain, enough so that you flinched and tried to pull your hips away from him on instinct.
“That’s ok, I’m not going to touch you”, Remus calmly stated, kissing your temple and looking towards Sirius for some help.
Sirius leaned over to kiss your moist cheek, his hand gripped tightly in his hand as he muttered, “Im going to make you feel good Sweetheart”.
You weren’t entirely sure what he meant but then he was pointing his wand at your cunt, whispering a spell under his breath and it was almost an instantaneous reaction.
Your pussy tightened and you were cumming with one of the most intense orgasms you’d ever experienced. Aggressively rocking your hips with each shuddering contracting of your spasming, swollen cunt, nails harshly dripping into whoever you had grabbed. White lights flashed in your vision and finally, you were feeling that orgasmic high, even without being touched.
You were only half aware that you’d begun screaming, head slipping off Remus’ shoulder as you began dizzy and lightheaded. The feeling then began to fade as Sirius stopped the spell, you weren’t even sure how long it had been going on for but by the time your cunt had stopped squeezing around nothing, you were struggling to breathe through the intensity.
“Nice long breaths, that’s it, we’ve got you, Love”, Remus's voice spoke from next to your ears as he cradled your body. It took several minutes to even gather a single lucid thought that made sense, mostly just aware that you were mentally and physically drained.
The subspace you’d been in was still at the forefront of your consciousness, needing to feel all three of them, listening to their words of affirmation.
“Let’s get you up before you completely pass out”, James suggested, seeing your eyes dropping. The three of them helped you to the bathroom, mostly having to carry you as your legs didn’t seem to want to work after being fucked, punished, and then the intense orgasm.
In the bathroom, they helped you to the toilet before the four of you bathed, and you moaned greatly to the hot, soapy water that mellowed your aching body.
“I love you”, you whispered to all three of them.
“We love you too, Pup”, Remus mumbled against your temple before helping you out of the bath, wrapping your naked body in a fluffy towel, and carefully drying your body. James was then next to you, helping you into your favourite pair of fluffy pyjamas, making sure the shorts weren’t too tight to give your pussy space to still breathe and heal.
Helping you back into bed, the wet stains now vanished thanks to Sirius, you all but collapsed into the centre of the bed, half aware that someone shifted beneath you and other arms were wrapping around you in a strong cocoon. You weren’t sure who was where as you fell asleep within seconds but you knew you felt grounded and whole.
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kquil · 1 year
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THE LAKE : MY LIBRARY
DISCLAIMER: all of these works and writers are on marauders x reader content bc i'm an obsessed hoe ; im also going to be constantly updating this post
LAST UPDATED : 06/09/2023 | (dd/mm/yyyy)
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WRITERS ⏤who i adore reading all the works of; you should definitely check out their works too or else you are majorly missing out!
@luveline : if you haven't read this goddess' works yet, you need to hop on over right now! her blog is a little piece of heaven on this platform i swear to god! you have not yet lived if you haven't read her works yet and since i like to spread the love im not going to gatekeep her!
@astonishment : Mal is the reason im obsessed with james potter, she's a babe...if you adore james too, then you haven't fully committed yourself to loving him until you've read all of Mal's works! reading her works is right of passage, i tell you!
@robynlilyblack : a heaven sent angel who writes with gold ink, love and all the beautiful things in the world! Robyn writes for more than the marauders so you're guaranteed to get fed!
@ddejavvu : mei is the soul that keeps on giving, i have lost many a nights to reading her works and i have no regrets! she can have my life, my soul, my everything. when you go to feast on her amazing fics don't forget to say your please and thank yous!
@livinginshambles : i discovered her work when i was doing my 1k milestone and i binged everything! yes im behind on requests now because of it but i have no regrets! her fics are so worth it! to me, they are the perfect balance of angst and fluff! you will never be disappointed when you read her works, she writes phenomenally and her plot ideas are perfectly executed! i wanna write angst and fluff like her!
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WORKS ⏤that i will definitely be revisiting more than just a few times
JAMES POTTER
SIRIUS BLACK
REMUS LUPIN
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A/N : this is just the beginning, more appreciation will come soon! also, do i or do i not have immaculate taste? ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡
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luneariaa · 28 days
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ღ || tornare insieme.
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✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : claudio serafino x fem! reader.
✰ 𝐰. 𝐜. : 2k+ ( i got carried away )
✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : since the breakup, his mind has been so restless. on one night, he unexpectedly bumps into you within the park.
✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : not much proofread, claudio seemed a lil miserable here though ( only at the beginning parts ) and might be ooc.
✰ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : brainrotting over him still ngl like 💙 -- and idk what i wrote for the most part :")
. dividers by @/saradika-graphics !! 🏹
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It’s been days since the whole break up thing happened. Have weeks passed, even? He didn’t really give you any proper reasons to do so, and it feels so abrupt. He could see through your reluctant actions– truly a tough decision to do. It’s not like you got any other choices at that moment.
The Italian exorcist remembers that day all too well; your mere expression showing a visible pained look, both physically and mentally. You didn’t even have the time to process everything, simply just doing what you were told.
Are you not good enough for him?
But during all those times when he’s not together with you anymore, he feels restless. He feels lost, he doesn’t know what to do. Claudio knew he had to do that eventually. The immense feeling of regret begins to resurface within him, now wishing he could take those words back as he was trying to take a break in his private study room. 
It’s been a tiring day as per usual for him today, and he wishes for nothing more than your sole comfort alone– even when it’s not possible after what happened. His duties may be done for the day, but his heart feels as if something is still lacking. He misses you. 
You were the light of his life, and he just messes those up further. Claudio even wondered if you still thought of him, as he did with you.
With a frustrated sounding sigh, he brings one of his hands up to rub his forehead to at least alleviate some of his current stress pain. He misses you dearly– plain and simple. He knew he fucked up, and it’s not really by his own favor. 
Claudio genuinely thought that his line of work is quite dangerous for someone like you, especially since you were too involved with him. He has forgotten on how you actually accepted his whole job and lifestyle as the exorcist leader for the Archers of Sirius– highly aware of the tasks that he has to do often, having no complaints. You accepted him for how he truly is.
It’s reassuring, to say the least. But also concerning, since he doesn’t want any potential danger to harm you while you’re not in his sight. Which as a result, he had to push you away, to prevent any of those from happening.
But now, the pain he feels is too much to bear. He needs you back. He wanted to make things right again; he doesn’t care at this point. You mean so much to him, and forever it will stay that way.
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It’s quite late at night, as most people by that hour can be assumed to be already asleep, or merely just resting within their own private sanctuary. Claudio left the building not too long ago, wanting to clear his mind before making any proper decisions. No feeling of anxiousness, or even fear creeping up within him, as he had faced even scarier things during his time as an exorcist. But God, he feels pathetic and miserable for wandering around almost aimlessly in the middle of the night.
The lone moon shines overhead; simply looking beautiful as ever, and filled the atmosphere with such serenity, yet it’s just not enough for his preoccupied mind, filled with the mere thoughts of you.
Instead of letting his negative thoughts completely take over, his slate blue eyes wandered over the view of some parts of the city that’s being displayed. The sight alone never fails to amaze him.
But as he still tries to get a grasp of his surroundings, a familiar figure came into his line of vision; noticing how the said person even halted on their tracks so quickly. The expression of disbelief is present, but he wouldn’t even want to blame it on them for that matter.
Has fate decided to play around with them?
Of course, you’ve recognized that familiar tall, dark blue-haired male from somewhere as well– somewhere, which perhaps, better left forgotten. But you couldn’t, since your feelings for him are still one of those that you hold so dearly to yourself.
It looks like the both of you coincidentally had the same idea of going out on this seemingly fine night– you really can’t tell it anymore as much. Claudio was contemplating for a good minute there, thinking if he should openly acknowledge your sole presence, or simply walked toward another direction, but in the end– 
– “(Y/N)?” He begins to call out to your name; his voice sounding soft, yet lowered than usual, as if he was actually hesitant to break the lingering silence that was built between the two of you.
Your mind went blank for a moment there, unsure on what or how to answer him to that. Without thinking much, you tried to walk back towards the direction as to where you previously were from. 
“Wait!” The Italian male instantly cries out to you once more, catching up to your retreating form with ease. To be fair, he doesn’t really know how to deal with the whole situation either, since he never really experiences things like this with anyone else, but you. Only you.
“Can we talk, please..?” So you stopped in your tracks, turning your head to finally face him again, but this time, properly. You couldn’t find it in yourself to ignore him completely when his voice sounded so sincere, just like how he always did when you both are still in a relationship. Never once has he mistreated you, there’s that.
“About what, exactly?”
“Can we find anywhere more private, at least? Just this once– I want you to hear me out.” It’s been a while since you two talked like this, so it feels a little.. Odd. Yet, it gives you a lot of mixed feelings; you couldn’t even tell.
“It’s important.”
You gave it some thought, before eventually sighing with a defeated look. His expression alone makes you feel something, which stirs within you so much. Like, you genuinely feel bad if you chose to ignore or reject his simple request. What if he means it this time? The least you could do is to hear him out, even for this once.
“Fine. Just this once."
"You got any places in mind, or my place instead? Since it’s already quite late.” And why would you even offer your place to begin with? You wouldn't even know.
“Your place,” he replied almost instantly, very well aware of how late it already has been. Claudio wanted to settle everything properly for once, given the current opportunity– or even if it meant that this would be the last time he would be able to see you.
“Lead the way.”
“I’ll follow and watch from behind.”
The dark blue haired male didn’t mean to sound creepy in any way, but rather, his tone has shown the hint of protectiveness underlying within it, even though you both aren’t exactly together anymore. Still one of his admirable traits, but you wouldn’t say it out loud. Even when the two of you started heading towards the said destination, he remains behind with a quite respectable distance, silently feeling as if he has a sense of purpose for the night.
“This better be good.”
“I promise, I’ll make it worth your time.” Claudio reassures to your utterances; his eyes taking in his changing surroundings that begin to fill his senses like no other. But deep down, it’s like a mask he’s trying to put up, feeling the nervousness gradually eating him up internally. The last thing he wanted to do is to mess things up further and you being disappointed by him in a lot of ways.
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Once the two of you arrived at where you’re currently residing, you told him to wait for you in the living room as you went to prepare some drinks for the both of you. You don’t even understand how you can be so casual right now– especially when your literal ex was inside your home around this specific hour, but you couldn’t care less. If his intentions were true, that’s the least you could do. You can fight if anything.
His eyes silently followed over your movements from afar, not making any attempts to approach you there or anything akin to it. The momentary stillness within the air definitely helps a bit; trying to remain calm himself.
Not much has changed inside your house either. The photo frames are still in place, and even the small vase with flowers in it looked so fresh; placed just on top of the table nicely. But what caught his attention is the pendant he used to give you in the past– hanging someplace safe, yet visible to those who are observant enough.
The exorcist was surprised that you would even keep that, clearly thought you got rid of it sometime during the breakup.
A nostalgic look flashes over his features, seeing as the remains of his magic somehow works perfectly still within the pendant, yet faint– as if to symbolize loneliness, even somber. It means a lot to him that you didn’t choose to throw it away.
Not too long after, his gaze shifted once again when you returned from the kitchen with the cups in your hands, settling yourself down across from him once you’ve given the cup to him. 
“Alright, speak.”
You didn’t intend to sound so harsh, as it’s the first thought that you literally had at the moment. He didn’t seem to mind as much, clearly understanding as he nodded slightly. “Right.”
“I just– I just wanted to apologize for how I broke up with you so suddenly back then.. And I realized that I never really gave you a clear explanation either.”
Straight to the point, he refuses to waste time any longer, choosing his next words carefully before adding to his previous statement. “You’re always so good to me, and you deserved better. I should’ve respected you more.”
The tension in the air is palpable, yet he tries his best to not let it get through him while letting his words flow out— the words he wanted to speak for so long. 
“But it's something had to do with my job before. I’m sure you’re aware of it already, of how dangerous it truly is.”
You remained quiet during the time he spoke, giving him all the time he needed after he took a sip of the drink you had made earlier. No anger is present, but rather, you let his words sink in.
His slate blue eyes would find your own, letting it stay there as you returned his gaze. Claudio wanted you to understand each of what he has said, of how he meant every word.
“I don’t expect you to forgive me in any way, but for the real reason– to keep it simple, I don’t want to potentially put you into danger; the risk from the last one is quite unpredictable.”
You had this one almost unreadable expression plastered across your face; silently contemplating over his words, while your eyes are skeptically glancing at him. Claudio noticed the look you currently gave him, which leads to him eliciting a quiet sigh.
“I mean it; honest.” He sounded way more genuine and truthful at this point; finding no reason to lie to you after what happened between the both of you. “You know how much I cared about your safety, cara.”
The rather endearing nickname slips past his lips without any second thoughts, yet he makes no attempt to take it back. Just one of his old habits; one that he couldn’t seem to get rid of. His words did reach your ears, but somehow, you got distracted by something else almost entirely.
“.. Have you eaten properly lately?” 
The Italian exorcist was caught off guard by your simple statement, remaining silent for a bit as he feels called out. You noticed, after all. Was it that obvious?
“I don’t know– it’s just been rough for me since, well, that day.” He looks almost too ashamed to admit it outright at this moment, but he knew he had no other choice. “I think I haven’t been able to eat properly as of late..”
Claudio suddenly had the sudden urge to tell you everything right from his mind. About how he always tries to keep himself as busy as he could– up to the point of forgetting his daily meals intake, whether it’s unintentional or not. Yet, he refrained from doing so, keeping it all to himself instead.
The guilt you felt at this moment is becoming too real; your eyes appearing to be filled with certain heaviness, though you managed to gather up your next words without any hints of hesitation whatsoever.
“Wait here, I’m gonna prepare something for you.” Before he could even protest, you've already gone to the kitchen. You wouldn’t dare to say that you’re a good cook much, but you’re willing to regardless. It’s like, the least of your worries at this point.
Claudio was taken aback by your actions, to say the least, but some other part of him feels somehow.. Relieved, in a way. He couldn’t help but to wonder; what’s running through your mind right now, and what made you act that way. Nonetheless, it’s somehow leading for a better progress, by the looks of it. 
It feels good to be able to let everything out from his chest– feeling more better than how he truly feels during the past few weeks.
However, his attention was shifted back to you once he heard a wince-- accompanied by strings of cusses under your breath. You've accidentally cut some tiny part of your finger with a knife while you're just trying to slice something.
The male immediately rushes to your side, feeling worried as ever if anything had gone wrong. His gaze instantly landed on your bloodied finger, letting out a faint sigh of concern. "You alright?"
You get startled by his sudden presence being way too close to you, but you simply brush it off.
"It's just a minor cut; a small mistake. I shouldn't be so careless.." Your voice trailed off near the end of your sentence, looking downwards with a somewhat disappointed expression.
"Let me see it." Claudio held his palm open, motioning for you to give out your hand to him. You didn't have any much choice, so you obliged. He began to take a closer look at one of your injured fingers, helping you clean it a bit, before wrapping the small bandage around it carefully. It looked nothing too serious, much to his relief.
"There, all done. Take it easy, okay? Please be careful, next time."
By the time he finished speaking out those words, he realized that you were no longer staring at your now bandaged finger, but rather, at him. So, he returned the silent gaze, not knowing what to do or say next--
-- that is, until he noticed that your eyes are getting teary this time, averting your gaze away quickly from him in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that." But what is there to apologize for? He already caught sight of it, now feeling a little more saddened by it himself.
"Hey, there's nothing to be sorry for." He replies in a soft tone, retaining his gentle demeanor as he silently urges you into an embrace. "Mistakes happen, after all."
One of his hands begins to rub your back, in hopes of providing you some sort of comfort. Perhaps, you're still having trouble processing the whole events from the night, and it's starting to gradually overwhelm you.
"I'm sorry, I just.." You missed him. By the time you fall into his embrace, he could tell it so well-- especially when you begin to cling onto him ever so slightly, trying to keep yourself steady.
Claudio tightens his hold around you just a little, silently savoring the moment while still rubbing your back in a comforting manner. You did miss him, after all; just like how he did with you.
He wanted to tell you that he still, very much cares and loves you, but the timing doesn't feel right to him. Maybe sometime, when everything is back to normal and alright between you two once more, he'll finally have the courage to say it.
Just for now, he wanted to relish in your presence-- feeling your warmth alone, and even the scent that you possessed to fill his senses so nicely. God, he misses this; he misses you so dearly.
"I'll help with the cooking, okay?" He spoke in an almost hushed tone, brushing some of your strands of hair behind. Claudio is always the better cook between the two of you-- able to whip something up even with limited time. "I'll do the chopping and all of it, you'll just help me around a bit. Don't want to risk any more injuries on your hand."
You nodded slowly while your head is still buried on his chest, smiling ever so slightly when he finally pressed his lips on your forehead.
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hope the ending part isn't too rushed bc i think my brain got fried atp /hj
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itscherrylipsforme · 3 months
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Characters I write for
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The list is always open to changes. You can ask me if I would write for characters who are not in the list and I will see what I can do. This means author personal favourite
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ღ Harry Potter: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Regulus Black, Newt Scamander, Theseus Scamander, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Neville Longbottom and Cedric Diggory
ღ Marvel: Bucky, Loki, Druig, Charles Xavier, Logan Howlett, Matt Murdock, Peter Parker and Miguel O'Hara
ღ DC: Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson and Damian Wayne (aged up)
ღ Star Wars: Obi-Wan, Han Solo, Din Djarin, Poe Dameron and Ben Solo
ღ The Hunger Games (I have only read the preque for nowl, sorry): Sejanus Plinth and Coriolanus Snow
ღ The Chronicles of Narnia: Peter Pevensie and Prince Caspian
ღ Stranger Things: Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson
ღ Peaky Blinders: Thomas Shelby, Michael Gray and Duke Shelby
ღ The Umbrella Academy: Ben Hargreeves, Five Hargreeves, Viktor Hargreeves and Diego Hargreeves
ღ Cobra kai: Robby Keene, Demetri and Miguel Diaz
ღ La Casa de Papel/Money Heist: The Proffesor, Berlin, Rio and Denver
ღ Saltburn: Felix Catton, Oliver Quick and Michael Gavey
ღ Dead Poets Society: Neil Perry, Todd Anderson, Knox Overstreet, Charlie Dalton, Steve Meeks and Gerard Pitts
ღ Others: Morpheus (The Sandman), Luke Castellan, Jake Seresin, Minho TMR, Arvin Russell (The Devil All The Time), Paul Atreides, Nicholas Scratch (The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina), Rodrick Heffley, Tom Hansen (500 days of Summer), Dodge Mason (Panic), River Cartwright and Donald Ressler
This account does not support J.K Rowling and her transphobic ideas. Trans women are women
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bietrofastimoff23 · 2 years
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Prongsfoot Week #2
DAY 2 - What Headcanons do you have for this ship? 
ღ they had been in love with each other for a long time, but Sirius realized almost immediately that he had romantic feelings for each other, while it took James years to realize that his feelings for Sirius were not platonic at all.
ღ and since it was a sudden discovery for James, who began to look at his friend differently, he was especially embarrassed at first because of Sirius' attention and tried to hide his feelings because of his inner insecurity, as well as fear of spoiling the best thing in his life - friendship with Sirius.
ღ James can't lie to Sirius even to save his life, so it didn't take long for Sirius to notice the changes in his friend's behavior.
ღ Sirius made the first move to James when he realized that his best friend was in love with him. but before admitting that the feelings are mutual, he decided to first enjoy James' embarrassment a little, turning on all his charm.
ღ As you can see, I love the idea that Sirius likes to embarrass James. he thinks James is especially cute at times like this.
ღ They are equally protective of each other, but I think James does it more zealously and emotionally, like a true Gryffindor, while Sirius does it in a more subtle and intimidating way.
ღ I don't classify any of them as a jealous type, but I love the idea that Sirius is jealous of James for other dogs, so when he stops to pet them, Sirius turns into Padfoot to remind him who is the nicest dog in the world.
ღ Over the years, James became more and more like Euphemia, starting with excessive care for marauders and ending with a love of cooking. I can actually see James in an apron whipping dough and grumbling that the guys might get sick if they don't start taking care of themselves properly (sorry not sorry, but I love james as malewife&group’s mom). and I like to think about the comical situation that Sirius sometimes teases James because of his obvious resemblance to his mother, which James categorically denies.
ღ Sirius is not a tactile person, but with James it's different. it is still strange for some students to see the usually indifferent Sirius so gentle and tactile with his best friend, although this definitely should not surprise them, because this is James Potter and that says it all. 
ღ they often sleep in the same bed at Hogwarts.
ღ this applies more to my "dark au", but I like the idea that James not only accepts the inner darkness of Sirius, but also casually feeds it, not allowing it to grow or “starve”.
ღ also, it's not exactly headcanon, but Sirius, not paying attention to the amorous looks of others at him, because he only looks at James > > >
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l0velywitch · 1 year
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hihi! this is an up-to-date fandom list as of the end of december 2022! 
some important things to note before requesting!   ⇁ i write imagines, headcanons, and blurbs! please feel free to request any of the characters listed below, just let me know the length/any info you’d like in the fic!    ⇁ characters listed with little ღ are ones i’m more in the mood for and will likely get to faster :)  ⇁ if a character you’d like to see me write for is not listed below, please don’t request them! if you want to see me write for them, feel free to pm me about it first! i won’t bite your head off, i pinky promise   ⇁ i will write smut, so feel free to ask! just give me a concept and please don’t request non-con, i’m open to almost anything just not that.   ⇁ i also mostly write w/ gender-neutral pronouns for the reader, so pls specify if you’d like otherwise 
: ̗̀➛ TV SHOWS     ➸ CRIMINAL MINDS         ⇁ spencer reid  ღ         ⇁ aaron hotchner  ღ         ⇁ derek morgan         ⇁ emily prentiss, wlw/wlnb only
    ➸ ONCE UPON A TIME         ⇁ killian jones  ღ         ⇁ regina mills, wlw/wlnb only         ⇁ emma swan, wlw/wlnb only         ⇁ robin hood  ღ         ⇁ david nolan/charming
    ➸ PEAKY BLINDERS         ⇁ michael gray ღ         ⇁ thomas shelby         ⇁ arthur shelby
    ➸ STRANGER THINGS         ⇁ steve harrington  ღ         ⇁ jonathan byers         ⇁ robin buckley, wlw/wlnb ONLY
: ̗̀➛ MOVIES
    ➸ THE HUNGER GAMES         ⇁ finnick odair  ღ         ⇁ peeta mellark
    ➸ MARVEL         ⇁ bucky barnes  ღ         ⇁ peter parker         ⇁ steve rogers  ღ         ⇁ sam wilson         ⇁ natasha romanoff, wlw/wlnb only
    ➸ HARRY POTTER (marauders era and golden trio era)          ⇁ remus lupin  ღ          ⇁ james potter          ⇁ sirius black          ⇁ cedric diggory          ⇁ harry potter  ღ          ⇁ ron weasley          ⇁ hermione granger
: ̗̀➛ BOOKS 
    ➸ SIX OF CROWS          ⇁ kaz brekker  ღ          ⇁ jesper fahey  ღ          ⇁ nina zenik
*:・゚✧*:・゚ *:・゚✧*:・゚ *:・゚✧*:・゚ *:・゚✧*:・゚ *:・゚✧*:・゚ *:・゚✧*:・゚ *:・゚✧*:・゚ thats it! feel free to send in requests! 
inspo credit goes to.... @mrsbrekkers 
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motherfuckingmaneater · 9 months
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ღ sirius
Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme
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bruisedboys · 1 year
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🍓 - “say it again, pretty.” with Sirius <3
the way I got so excited when I saw this request. this was one of my fav dialogue prompts and I’m sososo glad I got to pair it with sirius. love u babe hope this is okay!!
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Sirius’s mouth is diligent on your neck. His lips are parted and wet as he works his way from a spot behind your ear downwards, smothering you with hot, open mouthed kisses that have you squirming underneath him. Your whole body feels like it’s on fire, worse when his tongue swipes over your skin, followed quickly by a not-so-gentle scraping of his teeth.
You gasp, fingers curling tighter where they’re buried in his dark hair. You’re sure you’re hurting him but maybe in a good way. With the way he’s kissing you, you think you’re right about that.
“Sirius,” you breathe out, more a moan than an actual word. “Sirius, baby …”
Sirius stops abruptly. You miss his heat immediately. He pulls away, hovering over you like some sort of angel, his forearms braced on either side of your head. His chest is heaving. You think maybe almost as deeply as yours.
He’s staring at you in a way you don’t understand. Dark eyes hooded by thick lashes, his lips parted and kiss-bitten, so swollen you want to kiss them til he can’t breathe. Still, he’s not saying anything. You frown.
“What?” You ask, breathless and quiet. And then, because you can’t help yourself, “Why’d you stop?”
A grin breaks out across Sirius’s face. “Angel,” he coos, in what you think is a fond, adoring tone. “Did you just call me ‘baby’?”
You think you stop breathing. You hadn’t meant to call him that. You hadn’t even realised. And now he’s looking at you like he wants to eat you. You pull your hands from his hair and cover your burning face with them instead.
Sirius protests immediately. “Hey, don’t get all shy on me. Come back out, sweetheart.”
He shifts his weight to one arm, his body flush with yours, and with the other he pulls at your wrists until you stop resisting. It doesn’t take much. He’s strong. And you’re putty in his hands, clearly.
“Say it again, pretty,” he says, voice low and quiet. If you didn’t know any better you’d say he’s almost pleading with you. He’s got both your hands in his big one, holding them to his chest so you can’t use them to hide. “Call me that again.”
You flush all over, your body tingling, heat licking it’s way up your neck and face. The way he’s looking at you, the way he’s talking to you, you’re surprised he’s doing such a good job containing himself.
“Baby,” you say, shy and quiet and barely there.
But it’s good enough for Sirius. He grins wolfishly. “Yeah, honey?”
You pull your hands from his grip and bury them in his hair again, pushing his lovely dark locks from his face before tugging his head back down to your neck, silently telling him what you want.
He takes the hint.
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fortunexflower · 5 years
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That's what you're worried about? (Sirius)
“Yes. Incredibly worried. If you want to keep your Police Outlandos record in one piece I’d highly recommend you grab James and march your furry arses over to the leaky cauldron and apologize for the big-dog versus man-deer drinking battle that destroyed no less than three kegs, a table, and your livers, no doubt.” 
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kquil · 11 months
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hello! i read some of your works and they're so good 🥹 especially biker boy sirius he has such a special place in my heart ❤️ i don't know if you have a taglist, but could you tag me when you post marauders as ghibli boys? im absolutely feral for both marauders and ghibli I don't want to miss more of your writing 😭 thank you and have a nice day <3
awww~ this was such a sweet message to read, thank you for making my heart soft, beautiful (o´〰`o)♡✲゚。
you have very good taste there, biker sirius is just an immaculate au (๑♡3♡๑) i concur your opinion
i do not have a taglist yet but now that you bring it up, i suppose i'll have to make one soon, i believe i'll becoming fully active here sooner than july - when i make my taglist, i assure you that you'll be the first on the list, lovely
you have a wonderful day too! and thank you for dropping by ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡
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wolfqueennamedstark · 5 years
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ship tag drop 1/??
ships | don’t need you to hold my hand just hold my heart |
{ theon x sansa } | he would have taken me all the way to the wall and his death |
{ sandor x sansa } | he took a song and left me nothing but a blood cloak |
{ jaime x sansa } | your love was handmade for somebody like me |
{ cersei x sansa } | if our love’s insanity why are you my clarity |
{ brienne x sansa } | love is patient love is kind she keeps me warm |
{ ramsay x sansa } | you’re the perfect drug when it hurts like hell ღ |
{ daenerys x sansa } | when we are queen we will make them love us |
{ sirius x sansa } | it’s hard to resist a bad boy whose a good man |
{ remus x sansa } | it’s to you i’ll always return |
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lupiplots · 2 years
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tag dump part (?)
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bietrofastimoff23 · 2 years
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Prongsfoot week #3
DAY 3 - Favorite Canon/Potentially Canon moment
ღ «Sirius was the only one for whom James would have stopped showing off.»
ღ Padfoot and Prongs like to frolic together, and during full moons Padfoot protects Prongs from Moony when required.
ღ they seem codependent because of the amount of time they spent together, but it is not perceived as something toxic. they are constantly together, not because they can't live without each other, but because they just want it. for me, their friendship is about the choices they made every day, starting from the first day at Hogwarts, when they began to be friends, and ending with Sirius, who escaped from Azkaban and did everything he could to protect Harry and make him happy.
ღ James, being the only and adored child in the family, gives without a trace all his love to Sirius, who lacked it. and I find it fascinating that James, who was probably spoiled, never spared anything for Sirius and loved him with the most unconditional love, and in return he received Sirius's unwavering devotion, which even James' death could not destroy.
ღ the positions of James, who unconditionally trusted his friends and did not accept thoughts of their betrayal, and Sirius, who suspected that a traitor was among them, tell me that James is more about feelings, and Sirius is about mind (at the same time, I cannot call Sirius rational, lmao). and it also tell me how much Sirius protected James, that he even treated another marauder with distrust.
ღ in the movie, the last thing Sirius said before he died: “nice one, James”
ღ their reunion in the afterlife and the whole eternity that they can spend together.
ღ Harry named his son as James Sirius, thereby perpetuating the names of two best friends next to each other and giving (albeit to another) Sirius the surname Potter.
ღ «It's been 14 years, and still not a day goes by that I don't miss your dad.»
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bellatrixscurls · 3 years
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how it all began
ღ pairing : marauders x fem reader
ღ warnings : smut, mommy kink, polyamorous relationship, degradation & praise.
ღ summary : it’s your first time with all three of the boys, so sirius and remus need to learn a few rules.
ღ a/n : i kinda like this one ngl <3 this will have a part two to it soon 😋😋
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The marauders — well, three of them actually. They were known to share everything with each other, be it food, notes, or even lovers.
James had brought it up to you before lunch one day, and you didn’t think twice of it, agreeing instantly. You’d no intention of hiding your love and attraction towards Remus and Sirius, as you were quite sure that wouldn’t work anyway.
After that, many kisses were shared between the four of you, along with midday picnic dates and study sessions — to which you had to bring Sirius and James forcefully because “where’s the fun in that?”
Actions that led to this day.
You were awkwardly sitting on James’ bed as his large palm caressed your bare thighs, careful not to reach the hem of your skirt. It wasn’t your first time with him — not even close. It was your first time with Remus and Sirius, and overthinking seemed to become your best friend.
What if they thought your kinks were weird? What if you won’t be able make them feel good enough? What if-
“Mommy?” you heard James’ voice, his tone sweet. Your eyes snapped up, only to find his cerulean ones, glazed by pure lust; a look you knew all too well. “S just me, mommy” he giggled as soon as your right hand reached up to scrap lightly at his scalp. “I won’t let them hurt you. I promise I won’t.”
You smiled weakly down at your boyfriend, your hand leaving his hair as you turned to Remus and Sirius, fully facing them for the first time that night. “I’m ready if you are” you gave them a tight smile, the knot in your stomach growing to be too much as you rubbed your thighs together.
Sirius’ usual grin returned to his handsome face when he noticed your little act, this time much bigger than usual. “S that right, mommy? You’re already all needy for us, huh?”
At that, James’ eyes widened in shock, clearly taken aback by Sirius’ cluelessness. Your eyebrows shot up, an amused smirk playing at your lips, “Oh, Siri... Think you’ve got it all wrong, puppy ” you taunted as you stood up, slowly approaching the raven haired boy, “I’m not the toy here. You don’t get to use me as you please, do you understand?”
As you grabbed his hands, Sirius turned a bit, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at Remus for help. “She’s right, Pads. You spoke too soon, eh? Now... apologize.”
“I-I’m sorry... I’m so sorry” if him giving you a genuine apology already seemed shocking, what he did next blew your mind completely.
He sank to his knees in front of you, fingers curling at the small of his back, careful not to touch without permission and continue being bad. Sirius already knew all of these things from Remus, the lycanthrope possibly being a harder dom than you.
You wanted to give him a kiss, praise him for being a good boy, but a sharp glare from Remus stopped you — ‘he’ll let it go to his head’ he mouthed, and you gave a quick nod.
“Jamie” you called the boy softly, and he came at you immediately, his strong hands wrapping around your waist in a warm hug. “Why don’t you show Siri how to be a good boy for me, hm? Teach him not to be a little slut.”
James gasped at the last part, but nodded nevertheless, speed walking towards Sirius and kneeling in front of him. “You gotta be good, Siri” he whispered, a sympathetic smile on his lips, “Don’t touch without permission, don’t cum... Don’t do anything without permission” he explained, you and Remus watching amusedly as tears started welling in Sirius’ eyes.
“What can I even do then?” he grumbled, finally letting the tears drip down to his chin, making their way down his neck.
James placed a comforting hand on the boy’s bare thigh, as he leaned forward to give him a gentle peck on the lips, which seemed to calm Sirius down a bit. “S good to be good, you know?” James giggled when Sirius’ eyebrows pushed together, as if he didn’t really see what was good about that. “You get rewards, kisses, cuddles. You even get to cockwarm mommy at night if you’ve been good during the day.”
“That sounds nice, Pads?” laughed Remus, nudging you gently to look at Sirius — his eyes big and, now, sparkling. He wasted no time in nodding fervently, making grabby hands at you.
“Can I be good, mommy? I’ll do anything! I promise!” he whined but stopped as soon as you took him in your arms, him sitting on your lap as his arms curled around your neck.
You hummed contently, your head lulling to the side as you started placing sloppy, wet kisses along Sirius’ neck, earning whines and moans from the boy. “Fuck yourself against mommy, puppy” you whispered and felt Sirius tense against you. “Make yourself cum, d’you think you can do that?” “No hands, come on.”
Desperate for some sort of release and eager to please his mommy — afraid of doing the opposite — Sirius started grinding his hips against you, his cock being the only barrier between your belly and his.
Waves of choked moans filled the room as you started biting on the sensitive flesh you were kissing just moments before, but you decided that you could do more — make him even needier for you. “You see that, puppy?” you questioned quietly, bringing your hand down to your now bare cunt and gathering some of your arousal, hurrying to bring it up close to his face, “That’ll be all over your cock if you cum for me like a good boy, do what I’ve asked you to do.”
Sirius whimpered needily into your hair, his hands tightening around your neck as he rocked on your lap. Your hands tangled themselves in his hair, scraping lightly at his scalp.
But what made your actions stop immediately was Remus’ demanding voice, directed at James. “D’you like to watch mommy put Siri in his place, Jamie? Would you like me to do that to you, hm? Make you cum on my-”
“Excuse me?” your eyebrows shot up in slight shock, your face still holding that mischevious smirk from before. Both Remus and James turned to you, silently, and you continued speaking. “And who are you to do that now? Oh, Remmy ” you chuckled lowly, still focused on helping Sirius reach his high, his breathing already heavier and louder than before. “You’re lucky I can’t get my hands on you now. But Jamie will do that for me, won’t you, baby?” you smiled sweetly at the curly haired boy, who instantly started nodding his head, his eyes looking up at you adoringly. “Go on and ride Remus, baby. But don’t let him cum” your warning made the lycathrope gulp visibly, which brought a smile to your face. “Only good boys get to cum.”
Deep in thought for a few seconds but still moving to sit on his boyfriend’s lap, James turned back to you. “Can I-I cum, mommy?”
“But of course you can, baby” you said dismissively, as if it was already more than obvious. “You’re my good boy, aren’t you?”
“Thank you, mommy” was the only thing he said as he turned back to Remus, slowly pushing his boxers down and aligning his entrance with his cock, sinking down slowly as slightly pained moans spilled from his pouty lips.
Smiling a proud smile, you too focused back on Sirius, your hand coming down to guide his hips faster, his moans turning into screams. “M-mommy, mommy! Please!” he managed to let out, sweat dripping down his arms, face and toned chest.
“M-mommy, mommy! Please!” you mocked him, your words accompanied by a breathy laugh. “What’s that, puppy? Is that how we speak? Like a four year old?” you scolded playfully, enjoying his fragile state to the maximum.
Taking a deep breath, Sirius continued to beg. “I wanna cum, please. Can I cum, mommy? Oh please, mommy, please.”
Satisfied with his begging, and taking into account that that was his first time handling you like this, you gave it to him. “If you’re gonna cum, then look at me, slut. Didn’t mummy teach you any manners?”
Oh.
You obviously knew about his mommy issues, but decided to use just that against him.
In a second, his face left its place buried in your hair, and instead faced you, his eyes glossy and lips pouty as he struggled to keep his release in just a little bit more. “Mommy?”
“Cum. Now” you instructed, and Sirius, like the good little boy he was, obliged in the blink of an eye — white, hot ropes of cum spilled out from his tip, some landing on his stomach and some on your chest, due to how much he was shaking.
His breathing was jerky and he stopped grinding on your lap the moment he came down from his high, trying to catch his breath before he spoke. “Thank you, mommy” his voice was genuine, although his tone was dreamy as well as his face. “I love you. T-Thank you” he stuttered, engulfing you in a hug.
You let him calm down, and after a moment of silence, Sirius’ hoarse voice rang in your ears. “What’re you gonna do to Remmy, mommy?”
“Look, puppy” you instructed, pointing to where Remus was squirming beneath James, who was already shaking, eager to reach his high after he’d had to watch Sirius do it a minute ago, only pushing him over the edge harder. “See how good Jamie’s making him feel? Well, that’s the only thing he gets today. Can’t wait to edge him for hours and hours. So he knows who he belongs to.”
Sirius nodded eagerly, getting off your lap and moving closer to the two boys — behind James, to be exact. “Can I kiss Jamie? Pretty please?”
You only dipped your chin in response, your hand sliding between your folds and squeezing gently at the thought of it.
The ebony haired boy leaned forward as James turned his head to the side, facing you as they sealed their lips together in a heated, passionate kiss. “You can cum, baby” you encouraged and he wasted no time, letting go as he moaned against Sirius’ lips, the pretty sounds coming out muffled as the boy’s hand reached down to gather his boyfriend’s cum and bring it up to his lips.
“So good, taste so good” he hummed contently around his fingers, immediately pushing them past the bespectacled boy’s lips, who’s eyes widened with need as he looked up at Sirius.
“Mommy!” came a whine from Remus, who’s cock sprung out of James’ hole; tip red, but most importantly — full of cum.
You sighed contently as your fingers continued to play with your dampened folds. “What should we do with you, Remmy? You wanna cum? Hm?”
“Yes! Yes, please!”
“Then come here, bub.”
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