#dancingballerina.nsfw!!

[dancinglikeaballerina]

ON VIDEO, s. black (18+)

the marauders tour was officially over till the next time around. sirius and you had finally made it home, it was now time to think of new songs and relax. you two had finally been home for about a week. dishes were pulled up in the sink. trash was in a bag outside the front door.

you stood in sirius' old band shirt. your hair was in a messy bun, your face wiped off of any product that was on you the day before. you quickly turned on your heels making your way to sirius recording room.

you quickly knocked, waiting a second before entering. sirius had his back turned from the door, shirtless, headphones on, guitar in his arms. he was humming to a new tune he had thought of the other night. "sirius, darling?"

you really didn't want to scare him, so you walked in front of him, making his eyes that were focused on the music sheets in front of him fly up to meet yours. "hi, peach!" he pulled the headphones off him quickly and set them down on the desk in front of him.

"can you do the dishes and i'll take the trash out?" you bargained, batting your eyelashes at him.

"sure love, is that all?"

"what are you working on?" you pressed your thighs tighter together, seeing him in that state did things to you. it would do something to anyone seeing him like that. with his black hair in his face, the small drops of sweat on his shoulders.

"a new melody, i just- i can't seem to get it right." he placed his guitar down, gesturing for you to sit on his lap. which you happily obliged.

"anything i can do to help, siri?" your sat on his thigh, legs turned in-between his.

"you think you can help me, peach?" he questioned, gesturing to something you weren't really comprehending. he placed a kiss against your jawline, slowly moving his lips down to your collarbone. he was going slow on purpose.

"siri- this..." your head dipped for him to be able to mark you better. "this isn't what i meant" you finally managed to spit out. sirius lips still against your neck, sucking on you like a vampire. he loved to see the big purple bruises he made on you. it made him more cocky knowing everyone will know you belonged to someone.

he pulled away from your neck "i know how you can help me, peach." he quickly pulled on the hem of the shirt you were wearing. which you happily stood quickly, pulling the shirt over your arms. your boobs becoming free and saying hello to him. "look at my pretty girls" he quickly cupped the two. "still have all my marks on them."

"please siri." you whined as he kneaded your boobs.

"patience, peach. patience." sirius latched his mouth onto one of your exposed nipples, sucking as if he was a newborn baby. messaging the other in his hand. the only thing anyone could hear was his sucking and quiet moaning against your skin. you let out a cry, throwing sirius a sign that you wanted more, that you need more.

after a couple minutes of sirius sucking and him moving to suck on your other boob, he finally looked up at you. kissing down your stomach, eyes still fixated on your face. then he stopped, making your face quickly drop down to look at him. "sirius, why'd you stop?"

"i have an idea! peach, you trust me?"

"of course siri-" with that he quickly stood up and started digging through a drawer before pulling out his old phone. "sirius i don't understand."

"i need you to be as loud as possible, ok y/n." he pulled up the camera on his phone before pressing start before setting it down to record the both of you. "is that alright, love?" you quickly nodded. "words, y/n."

"yes, siri." sirius pulled his sweatpants down along with his boxers, both falling to the floor. your eyes flew to sirius' cock, as it sprung out. he quickly stepped out of them before sitting back down on the chair. sirius began eyeing you down, head to toe, before looking back up at your eyes.

"my eyes are up here, peach. come here" sirius smirked before pulling you by the band of your underwear. his finger rubbed against the band before looking up at you. "may i, love?"

"yes siri, please." sirius teased you by pulling them down extra slowly. "siri, faster please." sirius pulled your panties all the way off before helping you out of them.

"turn around, peach. want to get a good look of you"

"but why sirius?" you were confused now.

"i want to be able to watch it later." with that you quickly turned on your heels. your back facing sirius, who's hands slither along your hips. he gently pulled you into his lap, your legs over his legs. his cock placed perfectly between your folds. you could feel sirius giggle before placing his finger under your chin to bring you into a kiss.

"okay, you ready, peach?"

"yes, siri, i'm ready." he grabbed your hands that were sitting perfectly on your lap and placed them both on the arms of the chair. his hands glide to your hips, lifting you up a bit before gliding you down. it was that he was manhandling you, not that you didn't mind it, it was so his video could be perfect. he wanted to be able to see every inch of you. he also wanted to be able to see himself destroy you.

in theory, it probably would have been better to do it on a couch or even your bed that was in the next room, but let's be real sirius is a spare the moment kind of guy. he really didn't mind having you anywhere you wanted, in all honesty if you wanted to do it in front of a crowd he'd be there right next to you.

your head was thrown back, moaning in sirius' ear as he bounced you up and down. of course he loved that he'd be able to hear you now, but he wanted to be able to hear on the video. "louder, y/n" he demanded before you felt a sharp sting on your thigh from his hand. it didn't last long but it did add to your pleasure.

he helped you bounce quickly on his cock, hands tightly around your waist, his lips against your skin, his teeth gently nipping you. sirius enjoyed making you squirm, watching you try to pull away from him so he didn't bite you. you were out of it, his cock was far in you that you could feel him in your stomach.

this wasn't anything new, sirius would have you ball deep anywhere if he could.

"siri, can't- i can't-" your moans began to hitch. one of his hands sliding up to grope one of your boobs.

"you can take it, peach. god look at you, a good little slut for me. you crumble so easily."

"mmm, i'm a good girl-"

"yeah you are. you're my good girl." he began sucking on the side of your neck, your moans and the clapping being the only thing the both of you can hear. "gonna put that pretty voice of yours on a single." you hummed in a response, head thrown over sirius' shoulder.

[dancinglikeaballerina]

EYES ON YOU, s. black (18+)

"you like when they watch you don't you, puppy." you couldn't even form a sentence before sirius smacked your ass. his friends sat on the bed in front of you, watching as you took their friends cock. james' hand was already in his pants, he couldn't help it. the way sirius was pounding into you from behind, he kept his eyes on you.

james was only focused on one part of you, your breast. he watched as your breasts were pressed against the sheets of his mate's bed. he watched as your breast moved slightly with each thrust. james' hand moved quickly up and down his cock.

remus' hand was already on his cock. visible for you to see. you watched as he pumped himself. he smirked knowing you were watching him. he watched as you took the thrusts from behind, your ass recoiling with every movement. your back arched making him wish he was the one fucking you.

"you're doing so fucking good, puppy, taking me so well. you love the audience, don't you?" he said thrusting into you harder than before. "ye-yes sir. i love it." you eventually managed to say before gripping the sheets. "sir... i'm so close." sirius kept at his pace, hips smashing into each other. he couldn't lie, he also did like the fact that his mates were watching. he liked the fact that he could show his mates what he did to you. how you crumbled underneath him. he loved it. you watched as james' hand went faster as he stared at you. glossy eyed looking you up and down before throwing his head back and letting a gasp out.

"good girl, cum for me puppy." he whispered, twisting your hair in-between his fingers. he could feel you clench around him. "atta girl, cum for me." you had no time to think but you could feel him shoot right into you. which made you over the moon in ecstasy. "sir i'm cummin' i'm cumm-" before you knew it the knot in your stomach released. "fuck your so pretty."

"enjoyed the show boys?" he asked, gently sliding his cock out of you. your body falling straight to the bed. sirius quickly grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around your body before walking off into their shared bathroom. "totally, your so hot y/n." james muttered before fixing himself. sirius walked back out rag in hand before placing it on your worked out cunt. he picked you up making you look like a koala bear. "gonna go clean you up, okay pup?" you were fucked out of your mind the you only hummed in response.

[dancinglikeaballerina]

OFFICE, r. lupin (18+)

he still didn't tell you how he felt. he tried his best to keep it professional. the way you looked in that white button up shirt and black pencil skirt. the way your breast pressed against the fabric, they looked like they were screaming to be let out. he only imagined how they'd look pressed against his table. he watched you every time you got up and had to readjust your skirt. he smirked when you weren't looking. he'd watch you walk out swaying your hips, he couldn't help but look at your ass. he gave you more paper work to stay late with him. he loved seeing you.

"sir?" it snapped him out of his thoughts. "uhh yes, y/n?" he questioned. he looked you up and down before meeting your eyes again. "i was wondering if you had anymore paperwork, you need me to do?" you questioned, "yes- yes hold on." he quickly turned in his chair and grabbed the small stack behind him. "these need to be filed by tomorrow." he said handing you the stack. "of course sir." you said before walking out.

he watched your ass as you walked out. he felt his pants tightened with arousal. his hand flew to unbuckle his pants. he quickly slid his hand underneath the band of his boxers. looping his hand around his hardened cock. he was to busy motioning his hand back and forth to see you rushing back into his office. you opened the door stopping in your tracks seeing him. he quickly looked up, embarrassment trapping him, making his hand fly out of his pants, he quickly stood adjusting himself to zip his pants back up.. "y/n, i am so sorry you had to see that!" he quickly said. you quickly closed the door, before turning around. "sir, if i may?" you asked, eye looking him up and down.

"umm.. what is it?" he asked, he watched as you walked up to him. "may i- may i help you?" he couldn't help but feel hot, he just watched you before nodding and sitting back down. he watched as you dropped to your knees and your hands quickly flew to his zipper. he watched as you unzipped and pulled down the band of boxers. allowing his cock to release and sprung up due to the entrapment of his boxers. you looked up at him meeting his eyes already on you. you licked your lips before allowing yourself to take him in. your hands clasped what couldn't fit inside your warm mouth. you could hear his small breath of air release out his mouth.

you began to bob your head, eyes shooting up to see him. his eyes still on you, he moved the hair out of your face. "god, you are such a good girl. taking me so well." he said smiling at you, he could only hear the moan of excitement due to his praising. he smirked listening to your muffled moans, he quickly wrapped his hand around your hair so he could see your face. you could feel him twitch, "good girl- good girl. just like that pretty girl. i'm close baby, keep going." he mutter before throwing his head back, mouth parted open. he muttered a fuck before he shot down your throat. he looked back down and before he could even register what you were doing. you were wiping your thumb across your lips to catch the rest of the cum and licked it off. you looked back at him, glossy eyed. "my turn pretty, come on."