#sub james potter

[bellaramseysgf]

Sweetest Boy (J.P)

Warning(s); dom!Reader!,Sub!James,mommy kink,punishment,James being a needy brat,handjob,Edging,Ruined orgasm,sex toy (fleshlight),nipple sucking,voyeurism,Siri and Remus being mean,brief oral (M receiving),Overstimulation,aftercare.

Pairing(s); James Potter x Girlfriend! Reader

Summary; after repeatedly telling James no he lashes out and earns himself a well deserved punishment.

A/n; James is a baby and I love him<3

“James. No.” You huffed out shoving him away from your skirt “but I want you!” He whined. “James. Do not make me tell again! Now, I have to study go bother pads!” You shoed him with your hand.

Normally you couldn’t ever tell your pretty baby no but you had to study for potions. You were in desperate need to pass this next exam to keep a good average and James wasn’t helping.

“Mommy you’re being unfair!” He pouted and you, for once, just ignored him. Batting away his needy hands anytime they tried to sneak under your skirt. “You just don’t love me!” James yelled “James!” You scolded “keep your voice down! You’re pushing too far honey quit it.” You warned. James wasn’t happy with that answer shoving your books right off the small table in the common room.

“What the- James! Your dorm! Now!” You yelled and pointed towards the stairs. You saw the realization hit him, his eyes widening as his lip wobbled as if he would cry. “Now james!” You barked and he finally slid from his seat tracking up the stairs.

When you joined James in the dorm he was knelt on his bed just like he knew he should be. “Why’d you act like that, puppy?” You asked and James didn’t respond. You shrugged “if you don’t want to answer then I’ll just assume you wanted to be a brat. You’re a bad boy puppy.” If heartbreak had a face it would be James face in that moment. The moment in which you called him a bad boy, he wasn’t you good or pretty or sweet boy he was bad and awful and terrible.

“Mommy I’m sorry! Wanna be your good boy! Wanna be good f’you!” “No. You had your chance to be good, I think you deserve to be punished.” James shook his head “please no spanks please!” You smiled “Awh, no spanks I promise my prince” you make your way to his side. You settled on the bed behind him and pull him towards your chest “you gonna let mommy touch you?” You asked and he nodded.

“O-oh god…mommy please!” James’ hips bucked up off the bed when you removed your hand for the 4th time. He was crying, his cock turning a soft purple from his lack of pent up release. “What did I tell you?” “W-wait for permission” you nodded and nipped at his jaw “so, shut up and wait for me to tell you to cum instead of whining like a little bitch in heat” James nodded his body trembling.

He felt you reach down beside his bed too loopy to care what for, until the black cyclone object came into view. “Mommy…” he breathed out his big eyes looking back at you filled with need. “Shh, it’s okay baby.” You swiped up some of his pre-cum that was constantly pouring out using it to wet the inside of the silicone.

“I’ll…I’ll be so good mommy, want you not- not the toy” you smiled “Awh, too bad you were a bad boy or you’d get me.” With that you slid the object over him all the way down to his base. He let out a sob mixed with a moan and you smiled pecking his jaw and neck. “Look at that, sucked you right in sweet boy.” A dopey smile came on his face at his nickname “M’Mommys sweet boy?” He asked and you nodded “yes you are, take your punishment like my good boy.” James whimpered bucking his hips.

“You want me to move it? I thought you didn’t want it puppy.” James wanted to say something but the words got stuck in his throat and left him looking at you with glazed over wet eyes. “What do think boys? Does he deserve to cum?” James jerked his head over seeing remus and sirius patiently watching the scene before them.

“How long have…have they been there?” James asked “long enough to know you’re a little needy slut.” Sirius said the two now having permission to come over to the bed. “Here I thought you were well behaved, thought I taught you better Prongs” Remus scolded.

“You did! I’m a good boy!” James exclaimed “mmm, I don’t think so prongsie” sirius shook his head. “You alright sweet boy?” You asked and he nodded. “Wanna cum.” “Too bad.” Remus said and swatted your hand away from the toy. “You’re making your mommy do a lot of the work for someone who’s sorry” Remus was moving the toy now at a fast and deliberate speed.

James was trying to speak but the words kept being knocked from him as remus slammed down the toy on him. “Mommy…mommy!” He whined and you cooed praises at him watching his face twist in pleasure. “Can’t take it mommy gotta…gotta stop” you shook your head. “No, be good and take what Remmy gives you baby” he was squirming desperate to get the toy away.

“Mommy, I’m gonna cum pleas….ple…” his pleas got higher pitched and eventually he squeezed his eyes shut his body going taut. You gripped remus’ hand and jerked the toy off him as his hips raised up white ropes covering his abdomen. “Sorry…M’Sorry mommy” he mumbled in a daze knowing he didn’t do what you asked. His body was still trembling as the last few ropes fell “it’s okay, baby easy. Calm down sweet boy”

“Remmy…he’s so mean.” James sniffled and you smiled pecking his wet cheek “that’s not her nice to say about someone who just made you cum.” “Yeah, prongs. That’s rude.” Siri scolded and sunk his mouth down over James’ soft cock. “Wait! Pads-” James busted into a fit of squirming and crying while Sirius sucked against his sensitive cock. “Make it stop mommy- I- hurts!!” He cried out “say you’re sorry for being rude puppy.” Remus waited and James hiccuped out another sob.

“Now, before I make Siri keep going until you cum again.” “Sorry! I’m so sorry Moons! Pleaseee” he whined out hips trying to buck off Sirius’s mouth. “Okay. Okay Siri enough” you gripped his hair and tugged him away from James.

James’ body went limp and he sighed eyes dropping and body covered in a sheen of sweat. “Cmon, let’s get you in the bath my love” James whined “no…” you stayed still while he moved into his stomach, hiding his face in your clothed chest. “Boys, can one of you grab me a damp washcloth?” Remus sat the toy down and scurried off into the bathroom.

James pawed at your covered chest “wan’em mommy” “yeah? Let me clean you up first before you get your sheets all sticky.” Siri muttered a cleaning spell and you smiled at him. Remus handed you the cold damp cloth and you wiped at James’ sweat clad body while he continued to paw at you.

“Okay, okay James take what you want” he shot up and tugged your straps to your top down, jerking your bra down with. “Gentle, puppy. Be gentle” he nodded and moved slower until your bra and shirt were around your waist. His lips immediately found a hold of one of your nipples lapping at it like he was gonna get milk from it.

The boys mumbled praises before leaving the pair of you to just be alone. You combed your fingers through his damp curls watching his eyes get heavier by the second. “My good boy, puppy. You’re such a good boy” you kissed his forehead and be hummed in response.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Regulus: I’ll kill you

James: You want to fuck me sooo bad

Regulus:*pulls out a knife*

James:

[moonyssmommyy]

~James Potter's Kinks and Turn Ons~

Pairing ~ James Potter × fem!reader

Warnings ~ nsfw content (which is pretty obvious by the title but if you need to hear it, this contains naughty content), Dom!reader, sub!James, mentions of Remus × reader, mentions of Sirius × reader, kinky shenanigans (knife play, somnophilia, masochism, pegging, and choking to name a few), unsafe sex (wrap it before you tap it!), and my own personal opinion!!!

Altocalciphilia - High Heels

• James thinks you look so sexy and powerful when you wear high heels. I can see him getting more, and more aroused as the sound of your heels clicking gets closer and closer

Corsetry - Corset Kink

• James is a simple man, he sees tits and he's excited, but corsets just do it in a way he'll never be able to get over. Your tits just look so pretty pushed right up in his face like that. They're so much bigger than they usually are. James doesn't really care how big they are though. All tits are good tits, especially yours. He'd also wear one if you wanted him to

Sitophilia - Food Play

• James thinks it's so fun. Putting whipped cream on your body, James could lick it all off so fast, one big swipe, but teasing you with the tip of his tongue is just so much more fun. You licking chocolate sauce off his chest has him shuddering and holding his breath. He'd also like to arrange little candies all over your body and slowly eat them off. Prepare to be still for quite some time while he's laying them out though, James is a literal man child so of course he has to make a pretty design with them before he eats them

Knife Play

• James thoroughly appreciates the beauty of a sharp knife in your hands when he's on his back laying completely still with you on top of him. Everytime the knife drags down his body his abdomen clenches hard with arousal. The shallow little cuts in his skin, little wounds he'll appreciate every day til they heal and fade. It's something so special to him, the way you could hurt him so badly, so easily, but choose not to. He likes the marks in his skin, the way you claim him.

Plushophilia - Performing sexual acts with a stuffed animal

• It's not in the extreme way as one might think, James doesn't cut holes in stuffed animals to fuck them. He just likes to rub himself on your stuffed animals to get off. They're so soft, and they smell like you too. It's almost like he's just learning how to get himself off. The way he's so frantic with it, his eyes screwed tightly shut and his shirt stuffed in his mouth in an attempt to quiet his loud moans. His hips move frantically, pushing his cock against the soft fur of whatever stuffed animal you've been spending the most time with until it's fur is matted together with his cum. James always feels really bad afterwards though. He got something so dear to you, so dirty all because he was selfish and couldn't wait until you got back home. So James washes the stuffed animal and puts it back in its place before leaving to get you a new one. Stuffed animals are one of James' go-to-gifts so it doesn't matter if you had a whole collection of them when you got together, or if you had the same one from your childhood, or even if you had none at all. You have a collection now, whether or not you did before.

Stigmatophilia - Tattoos and Piercings

• Not so much tattoos as piercings, tattoos are pretty, James thinks. They just don't get him all twisted up like piercings do. James regularly fantasizes about you with nipple piercings and a tongue piercing. He also thinks nose piercings are really hot for absolutely no reason at all.

Stockings

• He really doesn't know what about them gets him so hot and bothered. All he knows is that they're so hot and he's definitely bothered. He feels almost like they're teasing him in a way

Underwear

• Do I really need to explain? He can just picture you all dressed up in the pretty panties he not so secretly took from you as he jerks his cock. Two pairs are required to complete his ritual. One, to hold over his face and cover him so completely with you and your scent, and another to wrap around his cock and pump his solid shaft. Few things get him to cum as fast as this

Uniforms

• Neat and ruly, that's what uniforms are supposed to be, at least in James' opinion. Something about messing that tidiness up is so good to James. A gratification he simply can not pass up. That's why sex in an empty classroom or closet is frequent between the two of you. Not to mention the easy access your school uniform provides, all James has to do is press you up into a wall, flip your skirt up, and move your underwear aside.

Partialism - A sexual preference for a certain part of the body

• BOOBS! And thighs, James loooves thighs

Olfactophilia - Scent Kink

• Ties into the underwear thing, the smell of your cunt is something that makes him horny immediately. Sometimes just the smell of your perfume is enough to get him going

Somnophilia - engaging in sexual activity with a sleeping person

• This goes both ways! I'm a firm believer in sleep whore Jamie and so at first it was purely accidental. Harmless grinding and little whimpers in his sleep as he had a particularly good dream. You were ok with that, infact you liked it. Sometimes you'd help him, slotting one of your legs between his thighs to give him something to grind on properly. You'd hold him tight with arousal burning in your belly waiting for him to wake up. James woke up once, during the middle of one of his little dreams. You hadn't woken up yet, and James knew it was ok for him to do it while he was asleep but he didn't know if it was ok to do it while you were asleep. Still, he couldn't stop himself. Something about the fact that maybe it wasn't ok only added to his pleasure. If it wasn't would you be mad at him? Would you spank him? God, he hoped you would. Or maybe, you wouldn't be mad at all, maybe you'd like it. That thought is what caused James to finish. Needless to say, James has a new found love for grinding himself into you while you're asleep. He'd also really love to actually fuck you if you'd let him, but he doesn't think you're quite there yet. You could fuck him though, James has already given you his explicit, enthusiastic consent. He's yours, completely, and he wants you to know that. He wants you to know that he trusts you enough to have him in a way he deems vulnerable while in an even more vulnerable state.

Intoxication - A preference for taking drugs or drinking alcohol before hand

• I also don't have a particular explanation for this one other than he just likes it. He thinks it's fun. When you're both tipsy and want each other so bad you're scrambling to take one another's clothes off. He'd also like to experiment with Viagra, whether you're both taking or just one of you

Masochism - Pain Kink

• I don't think there's any instance in which James would hurt you, and if he did I definitely don't think he'd like it. So sorry if that's your thing but I just don't think that's James'. I do, however, think that James would love the deliverance of pain brought about by your soft, loving hands. Even if they are spanking his ass until it's red and raw, especially if they're spanking his ass red and raw. He appreciates the gentle way you care for him afterwards just as much if not more than when you're inflicting pain. It's something so special, so sacred, shared only between the two of you. When you rub your hands gently over his sore ass, and kiss his back, and then his shoulder. When you hold him in your lap and kiss his head, and wipe his tears. Despite the height difference James has never felt smaller than in these moments.

Odaxelagnia - Biting

• James likes to bite. James also really likes being bitten. I'm not sure how else to explain it other than this. It ties into another of his kinks tho.

Puppy Play

• James Potter really is such a good boy. If you can get past the arrogant asshole layer. He's already quite like a puppy already. James is like a golden retriever with his need to please. He also gets quite sad without frequent socialization and proper attention. You just need to get a little golden tail and a little pair of golden ears for your golden boy. With or without the tail and ears he's still a puppy. He enjoys being pampered and taken care of. Having your nails scratching at his scalp as he eats you out. Petting his head as you ride him, bouncing on his cock. James' favorite part is the praise though. The soft little sound somewhat between a moan and whimper when you call him a good boy tells you all you need to know about that. His face flushes red from his neck to his ears because he can't help it. It's embarrassing the way the sound escapes before he even has a chance to stop it. While James is absolutely perfect his behavior isn't always. He's used to getting what he wants so sometimes he can be a bit bratty. He'll bury his face in your cunt and make you cum so hard, so fast to try to make up for the fact that he didn't listen. He'll ambush you in the shower, or when you're changing. When you're naked, and vulnerable and not expecting it at all he'll whimper and whine until you bend over and let him mate you. This goes both ways though and you're not sure what's worse, when James wants to fuck you right there, right now, or when James wants to be fucked right there, right now. Either way he's your poor little horny pup and you'd definitely be lying if you said you didn't thoroughly enjoy when he fucked you or when you fucked him. You just wished he'd be a little more patient sometimes, but that's okay. Puppies can be trained

Vampire - The sexual fascination or fetishization of vampires

• I'm also not sure how to explain this one 😭 I just think he'd be really into it

Pegging

• I mean, I could explain but do I really need to??? James gets pegged on the reg and that's LAW

Rimming

• James would absolutely lose his mind if you laid him down and licked him out the way he did you. I think @morwap is so right about James being super sensitive...everywhere. So I think he'd really enjoy it. James would also return the favor if it pleased you but I don't think it's something he's particularly into on his own

Barebacking - Preference for sex without a condom

• I just think that he'd prefer to have sex without a condom. Wearing one kind of suppresses some of the feeling, and James just doesn't like the way they feel. Without one everything is so much more intense. I also think he'd have a preference for cumming inside of you which he obviously cannot do if he's wearing a condom

Clothed Sex

• Ties into the uniform thing, and the corset thing, and the stocking thing. He thinks it's super hot that you both want each other so bad you can't even wait to take your clothes off. He's also like to fuck you while you're still nice and pretty in your lingerie

Spanking

• James absolutely lives for the warm sting of your hand coming into into contact with his ass repeatedly. Could honestly cum from just that alone and he has before. So if you're thinking of using that as a way to punish him it's much more a funishment. On the flip side he also likes spanking you. Watching your ass jiggle underneath his palms makes him so excited

Internal Cumshots

• Cumming inside of you is hands down James' favorite place to finish. Sure he likes giving you a facial, or coating your tits with his release as much as the next guy, but cumming inside you is definitely sexist to James. It's just as emotionally satisfying for him as it is physically. It makes him feel more bonded to you, closer, in a way. He definitely fetishizes it more than he should. In a way it's also like coming home (no pun intended). Your cunt is so warm around him, so inviting with your legs wrapped around him nice and tight. It's sort of comforting to him in a way I guess. He feels safe and protected. He also feels like he's marking you as his and he really likes that.

Interfemoral Sex - Thigh Fucking

• Thrusting his cock between your legs and fucking your thighs is a huge turn on for James. They're so soft, and so warm, and seeing his cum all over you when he's done drives him crazy

Pictophilia - Watching Porn

• James likes watching porn. Lots of guys do and he happens to be one of them. He's not ashamed about it or anything (he thinks everyone watches porn tbh). James does have a tendency to find porn stars that resemble you in a remarkably uncanny way though. He would also really, really like to watch porn with you

Sensory Deprivation

• James thinks of it as a more extreme version of sensation play. He enjoys the heightened experience that comes along with being blindfolded or blindfolding you. It surprised you how even when you're the one blindfolded you're still in control, it also surprised you just how much you liked it. It really makes you focus on how good James is making you feel. You're more keen to the heady scent that is James looming over you. To the taste of him in your mouth, and the sound of him whimpering and moaning into your neck as he thrusts inside you. James really gets off on that, knowing your focus is entirely on him and him alone. Blindfolding James is a little...difficult. He likes it, he really does but it also frustrates him greatly. James likes to be able to look at you whilst you two are doing intimate things. He likes to see you, likes to see your reactions so he knows he's doing good, not just that you're telling him he is, and it sort of upsets him when he can't. So as much as James enjoys the heightened sensation of being blindfolded he doesn't so much enjoy the blindfolding part. Because of that it's usually done more as a punishment. James cums really fast whenever he's blindfolded. It's not his fault really all he can think about is you and your hands all over him

Choking

• James likes the feeling of your warm hands wrapped around his throat. He often gets too excited and forgets to breathe when he cums so a little bit of help from you in restricting his breathing while he cums feels great

Edging

• As much as James may not like your refusal to let him cum in the moment, he obeys. He knows the reward will be well worth the wait if he does

Katoptronophilia - sexual arousal from doing a sexual activity in front of a mirror

• James really likes fucking you in front of mirrors. He can see all of you that way and that really turns him on. James also really likes when you fuck him in front of mirrors. The focused expression on your face as you work to make him cum has him moaning like a whore underneath you

Voyeurism

• James likes to watch, James really likes to watch. James likes to watch you touch yourself, James likes to watch you work so tentatively to make Remus cum. Remus didn't know James was there until afterwards which only made James fist his cock harder, moving his hand up and down faster and faster. When Remus saw James he looked almost guilty, y'all were together, he knew that, James was ok with it. Remus knew that as well, so James had no idea why Remus looked so guilty. James should be the one feeling guilty. One of James' favorite things is to watch Sirius fuck you. Unlike Remus, Sirius always knows James is there. Sometimes Sirius will talk to James, tell him how good you feel in between moans, give him something to think about as well as watch. James feels so dirty when he's watching but that only makes him hornier. Sex always happens after, it doesn't matter if Remus was just with you, or if it was Sirius, or even if you were just touching yourself for James' own perverted pleasure. He can't help it he has to fuck you. He's always so frantic afterwards, moving his hips into yours so fast you can't even think straight. His lips move against yours so messy, his tongue invading your mouth, and for once instead of you leading the kiss you just lay back and enjoy his lust.

Vicarphilia - sexual arousal from hearing about other people’s sex lives

• I don't really know how to explain this one. I just think he'd get really, super turned on hearing about other people's sexual experiences. It probably started out with Sirius telling James about his numerous encounters with numerous school girls

[yvieliny]

Shit my friends have said as Maruader Promps:

Modern Marauders looking for a place to do their social service

Sirius: We could just apply for Femeri like the girls

Remus: They won’t accept us because you know…we have cocks

Peter: Cocks?

James: Yeah you know…cocks

Peter: The male chicken?

Sirius and James dying of laughter

Remus: What?! No Pete you know cock. C-O-C-K . Cock

Peter starts searching it on google, and the definition of cock as a rooster appears

Peter: YOU SEE IT IS A CHICKEN

James dying of laughter: Click images

Peter clicks images

Peter: HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS OUR LORD AND SAVIOR THEY ARE HUGE ALMOST AS HUGE AS JAMES

James turns bright pink as other students heard since they were in the library

[midnightloversmusic]

James Potter and Sirius Black definitely are the ones giggling during sex. I’m just picturing sub!James and Sub!Sirius with Dom!Rem and Dom!reader. Remus is fucking Sirius from behind with his face smushed into the pillow while Sirius watches James get fucked by you with a strap-on next to him. They will 100% be making eye contact and giggle at each other,

“Looking pretty fucked out over there James, you all right?”

“Shut up Sirius you’re acting like you weren’t not able to string two words together two seconds ago”

meanwhile Remus is panting above Sirius fucking into him a little harder just to make him stumble over his words.

And you shove your fingers into Jamie’s mouth to get him to be quiet

[sommerregenjuniluft]

@croptopjames submission for mr james fleamont potter's birthday<3

2598 words - NSFW - cw: spanking, squirting, dirty talk, lil bit of degradation theyre being nasty idk it escalated

aka feral fucking your husband after seeing him in a shirt that doesn't quite fit like it used to~

“Baby, I’m home,” Regulus shouts after entering the front door, kicking it closed behind him with his foot as he balances the huge ice cream cake precariously on both his hands.

They’ve invited the whole family as per usual, what with their first year with Harry out of the house coming back from uni for his dad’s special day, Sirius and Remus driving down and picking up Effie and Monty on the way. All their friends will come later this week for brunch.

Today it’s just the few of them though and Regulus finds himself with a spring in his step at the thought of all of them together today.

James has taken the day off and Regulus was able to weasel his way into only half a shift today which he nearly missed entirely after the way James had sat down in his lap first thing in the morning and ridden him until he was shaking, cursing and babbling incoherently, all the while his husband was seated on his throne, smiling brightly, happiest man in the world, practically taking the matter of his birthday gift into his own hands.

“Hi love!” comes from somewhere on the higher level of the house.

Regulus brings the cake into the kitchen, shrugging off his jacket and quickly dispensing the celebratory sweet in the freezer before James sees it.

Not a moment after Regulus closes the drawer to grab a bowl of blueberries from the fridge James comes into the kitchen, huffing and cheeks flushed, a presumably heavy box of just…stuff in his arms that he must have gotten from the attic.

“James,” Regulus starts, blinking, “You were supposed to take the day off.”

His husband smacks a content kiss onto his cheek, grinning brightly. His glasses are smudged and sitting crookedly over his nose and Regulus is pretty sure he spotted a bit of spiderwebs in the mess of his hair.

“Ehh,” James makes dismissively, “I still felt restless after I hit the gym this morning once you left.”

He places the box down with a heavy thunk, petting its side like a horse—he’s such a dad, “And we’ve been wanting to get started on these babies after spring cleaning anyway, remember?”

Regulus rolls his eyes, fondness betraying him when the corners of his mouth tug upwards, “Mm, that might be true. Still it’s your birthd—”

Regulus halts.

“Love?” James looks at him inquiringly, hands propped on his hips.

On his very much naked hips. A palm length sliver of skin exposed between the indecently thin and short gym shorts and the—

“James, baby, what are you wearing?”

Oh, Regulus’ mouth is so, so dry.

“Huh?” James looks down at himself, shuffling in place before his head snaps back up to Regulus, “Oh! Yeah I found one of my old shirts from uni.” His husband snickers, giving a little twirl and shaking his hips from side to side like he isn’t currently taking five years off Regulus’ life expectancy.

“You–” Regulus stops again, eyes glued to the small swell of his stomach over the band of the white shorts, the dark hair splattered all over and coiling at the center, carving a path up and downwards. It’s downright indecent. His arms fill out the shirt just how they used to back in uni but with the difference that it’s more fat than muscle now—though Regulus knows well enough from personal experience how strong his husband still is. His pecs are visibly straining the material, the washed out, maroon letters spelling HOGWARTS cracking from the stretch.

Even more so when James leans back on his palms against the dining table, draping himself all prettily against the edge and smiling coyly, blinking doe brown eyes from under long lashes at Regulus as if he didn’t already have him warpped around his finger hook, line and sinker.

“Baby,” Regulus rasps and he barely recognises his own voice.

“Yeah, Reg?” James purrs, tilting his head and exposing the expanse of his neck.

“How long until Harry arrives?”

“An hour or two, depending on traffic,” James responds, voice all husky. Regulus is going to wreck him. Reduce him to a stuttering, squirting mess in the matter of half an hour, take his fucking word for it.

“Good enough,” Regulus grits out and then he crosses the distance in two long strides, already yanking at his tie.

They meet in a mess of parted lips, clicking teeth and tongues nudging, eager as ever, trying to lick into each other’s mouths and taste. Greedy for it, happily swallowing moans and tugging their bodies close. They slot into each other easily, practiced after all these years, decades and Regulus reckons that’s how they somewhat safely find their way onto the couch.

Regulus’ back hits the cushions with a soft oompf, barely time to gasp another breath and reach for his husband before James is straddling his lap, clasping Regulus’ stubbly jaw in warm, calloused palms and pulling him right back into their kiss. They don’t stay there for long with the way James is restlessly shifting on top of him, grinding his crotch right against the bulge in Regulus’ slacks, making them both groan.

At some point Regulus abandons James’ mouth in favor of kissing over the stubble of his cheek and jaw and latch onto his throat while simultaneously trying to get his stupid shirt buttons open. When the takes too long however James seems to grow impatient, batting his hands away and fumbling with them himself while they pant and grunt into each other’s mouths.

Regulus is nipping at James’ lower lip, already swollen and an obscene kiss bitten red and his husband makes a sound. Downright needy and he’s sitting there on top of Regulus, flushed and with that dazed look in his eyes, moaning like a little slut, so Regulus can’t quite help himself when he pulls one hand around and smacks James’ firmly on the bum.

It elicits a gasp, high pitched and followed by a long, drawn out moan and James sinking deeper into his lap, recapturing his mouth and desperately rutting down against where Regulus is hard and already throbbing. It’s a medical miracle, truly, that no matter how many times they’ve had sex, Regulus’ erection is always at its best form for James.

“Mnh,” James makes, their lips parting with a wet smacking noise, “Need you, baby.”

Regulus grunts, fingers digging harshly into the meat of James’ arse, “Slut.”

Just like expected, James whimpers, and so prettily at that. Eyebrows scrunching pitifully and he grinds once more, helplessly, “Please, please.” 

“But of course, sweety,” Regulus relents easily, licking a hot stripe up his neck, along his jawbone and then right across his slack mouth, “Anything for the birthday boy.”

James moans in response, nodding his head frantically.

Regulus nods his head towards the end of the couch where the pillows are piled, “Scoot up.”

His husband does so dutifully and it doesn’t take longer than a second for Regulus to make James lift his hips and rip the sheer piece of nylon off and throw it over his shoulder, not quite surprised yet still horribly taken off guard by the lack of boxer briefs underneath.

Regulus is left with nothing to do but stare at the mess of wet, thick curls and pink fold glistening with James’ slick, spit pooling under his tongue in an instant. He grabs James’ ankles, settling them over his shoulders, trainers still on and letting his hands drive over white tennis socks, hairy shins and strong calves. Digging his thumb in there and relishing in the gasp he elicits from his husband that way, hips twitching with the suspense. Regulus strokes up his boney knees, massages the big muscle of his thighs, the hair tickling his palms softly, all the while letting himself pitch forward, making sure to spill warm breath over where James wants him most right now.

He goes further, letting his hands rake up and over his stomach, rucking the shirt up as he goes and tucking it over the swell of his pecks, exposing him for Regulus to play with.

James is panting, short little puffs of breath, brimming with excitement and barely refraining from whimpering on the way out each time.

Predictably, he breaks once Regulus lazily swirls a tongue around his exposed nipple, holding the eye contact and watching with satisfaction as James’ eyelids flutter. He can’t help but grin, nipping at the hardened nub before he retreats, settling himself comfortably between James’ thighs and without warning diving right in.

James positively screams the moment Regulus closes his lips around his cock, sucking him into his mouth and rolling him around between his lips until the bucking of his hips throws him off. Regulus hoists an arm over James’ hips, belting him down, and wastes no time inserting one finger into James’ searing wetness, sinfully hot inside.

“Ahh yesyes, please more, love, please m-hah—” James babbles, throwing his head back when Regulus drives into him with another finger, crooking them upwards and watching shamelessly as his husband’s precum pools all over his digits before diving back in to lick at his little cock. 

He works them steadily up to each finger until he is four in deep, repeatedly hitting that spot inside of James and sucking and mouthing at the bundle of nerves until James’ noises grow an edge.

“You gonna cum for me, baby?” Regulus asks, muffled between licks, jaw aching slightly.

“Yeah, yeah, gonna– hnng,” James breaks off, screwing his eyes shut when Regulus gives a particularly harsh suck, noises obscenely loud.

He’s fisting the cushions like his life depends on it, white knuckling them in his grip, and it only takes a handful more thrusts and licks before James is shuddering through his first orgasm. Breaths coming quicker until he eventually breaks off into a keen, thighs quivering around Regulus’ head, squeezing at his skull and riding it out, grinding his cunt uncoordinatedly forward into Regulus’ face all the while convulsing around his fingers.

He squeezes in waves of pleasure and it makes Regulus so delirious that he blinks and the next thing he knows is him kneeling against James’ ass, belt undone, slacks shoved down just enough and prodding at his slick, puffy entrance with the head of his cock.

James is staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, mouth agape and pupils so dilated they’ve swallowed most of the beautiful, dark chocolate brown.

“Baby,” Regulus prompts, bending James’ knees towards his ears with a grunt, “Jamie, be a good boy and hold these there for me.” His husband slowly blinks him back into focus, silently obliging and hooking his fingers into the bend of his knees—thank the higher powers James still does yoga once a week.

Regulus leans in, one hand holding him up off the couch, the other fisting around the length of him and smearing it through James’ wetness, “Now are you going to be able to be good and keep yourself wide open for me or are you already fucked too stupid, huh? An old man? Maybe we should postpone it for next year, ay papi, what do you say?”

James whines pathetically, rubbing his head into one of the throw pillows, knotting his black hair up even more before he swallows frantically, “No, Reg, pleaseplease, I can take it. Please, love, I’m gonna be good for you, I prom–Aah—”

Regulus bottoms out in one smooth thrust, vision dotting with black spots at the mind bending heat and vice grip James has on him, already pulsing around him shallowly.

He grants James a moment to get used to being full, slowly rocking his hips back and forth and listening for when his whimpers turn into soft moans, turning needy again, and then he reaches up to grip his chin, “Then take it, slut.”

The pace he picks up into is hard, not too fast but unforgiving and steady, a sure way to drive James crazy. Regulus nips his way along his husband’s chest, nuzzling his nose through chest hair and biting and licking at his dark nipples, tasting salt and sweat, feeling his cock twitch at the taste deep inside his husband.

When Regulus feels himself lose rhythm he hikes James’ legs impossibly higher, draping one of them over his shoulder before he starts spanking him again. The angle is awkward but it’s working, going off of the way James keeps jerking at the stinging contact, clenching around the length of Regulus and working himself into a frenzy, gasping and whimpering and groaning like he’s getting the best cock of his entire life. 

“Touch yourself, baby,” Regulus demands, breath stuttering as he watches a fat tear roll down the side of James’ face, disappearing into the shorter hair at his temple.

Regulus keeps James’ thighs wide and open, rolling his hips with abandon, groaning and panting with every thrust, feeling sweat bead on his forehead and desperately trying not to lose control when James snakes a hand between his legs, frantically circling his cock while Regulus keeps pumping in and out of him.

“If you could only see yourself, baby,” Regulus grits out, “Fucking masterpiece, splayed out for me like this. Obliging my every demand, so fucking good, baby.”

James moans happily, tongue lolling out and without thinking Regulus sticks two of his fingers into his mouth, rubbing over his tongue and feeling the saliva coat them thickly.

“Can you go ahead and cum for me again, Jamie?”

James whines an affirmative around his digits, slurping messily, a trickle of drool trailing down the corner off his mouth.

“Think you’ll be a good boy and squirt all over me, baby? You know how much I love when you cum like that, hm?”

James breath hitches impossibly, eyes threatening to flutter shut as he nods deliriously.

Regulus quickly grabs him by the jaw, “Keep looking at me, James. I know you can do that for me, baby.”

And so he does.

On the next thrust James starts quivering again, fingers working furiously over his cock, mouth falling open around a silent scream and gazing Regulus right in the eyes as he pounds into him and James squirts around him. Spraying everywhere, absolutely in all directions and fucking messy, wetting Regulus’ torso and the couch—Regulus wouldn’t be surprised if the carpet wasn’t unscathed either.

That’s really all Regulus can take before his hips stutter in their pace and he buries himself deep inside James, letting the pulsing of his husband’s orgasm milk him dry as he spills and spills his cum into James for what feels like minutes on end.

At some point James lets his trembling legs back down, crossing his ankles tightly under Regulus’ bum as this one keeps jerking into his husband’s hole.

Once they’re both done Regulus is too exhausted to do anything else but collapse forward into James’ chest which he accepts with a happy hum.

They take a few minutes like this, James slowly coming to and starting to play with the curls at Regulus’ nape and Regulus breathing in the comforting scent of James, raking his short nails up and down the side of his ribcage.

After a while James presses a feebly kiss into the side of Regulus’ head, huffing out a big breath that makes Regulus rise with the motion of his chest before he snickers, “Well, happy fucking birthday to me.”

Regulus chuckles into the crook of James’ neck, dropping a kiss there before lifting and staring into his husband’s droopy eyes, “Yeah, happy fucking birthday to you, baby.”

[remusslove]

Hey! Please could you do sub!James cumming for the first time

James’s hands gripped the bedsheets as he panted and moaned. He’s never felt so good during sex, even during his first time. But it’s felt like too much. Too much all at the same time. You continued your motions not slowing down. “Wait! Red!” He said panicked. You quickly stopped and looked at him worriedly.

“Are you Alright James? Did I hurt you?” You asked. His shook his head and looked you in the eyes. “It’s just, I felt something” he said slightly feeling embarrassed. “What do you mean?” You said confused. “I felt like I was going to..” he wanted to explain himself but he couldn’t find the words. “Cum?” You said in a slight joking tone.

He nodded. “Baby that’s normal. It’s happens when you feel good enough. He flushes. “Want mommy to guide you? Make you cum all over the bed?” Your words made his eyes widen and cock stand up. “Yes please mommy wanna cum for you” he said. You grinned.

“Feels so good!” He whines. Seconds later he was whimpering holding onto your hand. “Fuck! I think m’ gonna cum!” He stutters. “Come for me baby” with those words he mewls. “Gonna cum for you!” He screams as ropes of cum shoot out of his cock. His orgasm hits him like a train. Soon he’s all fucked out, his face beading with sweat. “Let’s get you cleaned up baby”

[sixlane]

@croptopjames submission | 1.5k words | NSFW - dom/sub, praise, degradation, spanking, gagging | part 2

Dedicating this to euge @ecstarry for brainrotting with me and lune @sommerregenjuniluft because we talked about dancer james once. Love you guys <3

Regulus walks the length of the studio assessing the attire of his dancers. He has a strict policy of professionalism that he makes no exceptions for, and James has been pushing his luck recently. 

He had hired James as an apprentice only a few months ago, but he was already regretting the decision. Not because of James’ abilities, but because of his utter lack of respect. 

James is a brilliant dancer, don’t get him wrong. He came from the most prestigious modern dance conservatory in the country, and Regulus had managed to sign him right out of school. 

He’s inclined to say James wasn’t worth the work, but that wouldn’t be completely true. He may make Regulus’ life a living hell, but he’s fucking gorgeous on stage, all lean muscles and strong lines. It’s captivating to watch, even more so when he gets to see it up close. 

As Regulus makes his way across the room, he catches sight of James in the back sporting gray joggers and— he has to take a minute to register what he’s seeing. Is that a fucking crop top? 

James just flashes a knowing smirk, staring Regulus down. He’s been called out for wardrobe infractions at least three times this month, and it’s starting to get old. 

“Sirius,” Regulus calls out to his brother, but more importantly, his rehearsal director. “Can you start the warm up? I need to have a word with Potter.”

A few snickers sound throughout the studio because his employees can be fucking children sometimes, and Sirius nods, getting up from his spot on the floor. 

Regulus turns toward the door, knowing James will follow him, and makes his way to his office down the hall. 

He only has to stand behind his desk for a minute, arms crossed, before James waltzes in, closing the door behind him. 

“This is grossly unprofessional, you do realize that,” Regulus deadpans. 

“I do realize that,” James responds innocently, batting his lashes. 

Regulus runs his eyes over the man standing in front of him, something he didn’t want to do in front of everyone in the studio. 

The top hits a few inches above his navel and exposes the soft lines of his abs and a stripe of dark hair that trails beneath his joggers. 

“Eyes up here,” James says, bringing Regulus’ attention back to the matter at hand. 

He gives James a stern look and leans forward on his desk.

“How many times do I have to tell you this won’t be tolerated in my company?” he asks. 

James’ eyes darken and he leans forward to mirror Regulus. “Not sure. Will you tell me again?”

The audacity of this man… Well, Regulus thinks, maybe it’ll stick this time. 

He reaches across the table casually, stroking a hand across James’ face. The dancer leans into it, fluttering his eyes shut for a moment, before Regulus reaches around his head to grab a fistful of his hair.

James opens his eyes and a slanted smile pulls at his mouth.

“Keep your hands on the table,” Regulus says before pushing James’ head down onto his desk. “Don’t move.”

James goes willingly, bending in half over the desk like a dream.

Regulus walks around to stand behind him, admires the curve of his ass and the ridges of his spine where they’re exposed under his shirt. He runs his fingers over them, eliciting a small shiver from James.

Regulus dips his hands into the waistband of James’ joggers, sinking his nails into the soft skin, before roughly pushing his pants down around his ankles.

James’ breathing picks up, his anticipation getting the better of him. Regulus would love to draw this out, but he’s afraid he hasn’t got the time today.

He smacks James’ ass once, causing the other man to jolt and let out a soft whine.

“Stay quiet,” Regulus commands.

James nods in confirmation. A lie, most likely.

Regulus lets a finger wander through the cleft of James’ ass, circling his rim in slow and deliberate movements. He keeps his eyes on James’ face where it’s pressed against his desk. His eyes are shut, mouth open. 

“You’re so pretty like this,” Regulus says. “When you’re not talking back to me.”

James makes a needy noise pressing his hips back onto Regulus’ finger, searching for a fullness he knows is coming.

Regulus smacks him again across the same spot as before. “Don’t get greedy. You know how this works.”

James nods again looking at Regulus now. His pupils are absolutely blown and it’s all Regulus can think about. The desperate want in his eyes.

“Tell me,” Regulus instructs.

James rolls his eyes back as he starts to lightly circle his rim again.

“Words, James.”

“You’re in charge,” James breathes.

“And I can do whatever I want with you,” Regulus adds.

“Whatever you want.”

“Good boy.” Regulus pulls his hand away again, but James doesn’t get a chance to protest before it’s being pushed into his mouth. “Now suck.”

James moans around his fingers, hollowing his cheeks and making a show out of it. He knows this undoes Regulus every time, watching as he listens so well, follows every command. It’s a high he’ll be riding for the rest of rehearsal.

“That’s right baby, get them nice and wet for me,” Regulus praises, bringing his other hand up to grab at James’ hip, keep him from moving too much.

When spit starts to drip down his chin, Regulus pulls his fingers away, and the noise James makes is fucking filthy. A keen he’s sure the whole company just heard, and that just won’t fly. 

Regulus moves his hand from James’ hip up into his hair, yanking him back until he’s hovering above the desk.

“James, what did I fucking say,” Regulus hisses. “Do you need something in your mouth? Hm? Such a slut for it you can’t follow simple directions?”

James moans loudly, a please falling from his lips somewhere in there.

Regulus releases him and he falls back onto the desk with a whine. 

Going back around his desk, Regulus fishes through his bottom drawer with his clean hand, finding what he’s looking for. A dress code appropriate t-shirt he keeps for times like these, when James just can’t help himself. He shoves it in James’ mouth harshly then pats him on the cheek. 

“There you go baby. Now you can tell me just how much you like it.”

And James does without a second thought, immediately filling the room with muffled noises.

Regulus resumes his position behind the dancer, running his spit-slick fingers against James’ hole.

“Ready?” He asks.

James is a mess, barely there at this point even though Regulus hasn’t even done anything, but he nods anyway, and Regulus pushes a finger in slowly.

“Always so tight for me baby.”

“Mmph,” James moans around the shirt. He tries to fuck his hips forward into nothing, desperate for some friction against his neglected cock, but Regulus holds him still. He should know by now that he’ll stay untouched until Regulus allows it.

Once he feels James is ready, he adds another finger, leaning down to spit into the place where they slide into James. He increases the speed, crooking them to brush the spot that reduces James to a moaning mess. 

He sees James’ eyes roll back again as he makes a muffled sound, so debauched and fucked out already. 

For the first time, Regulus notices his own wetness pooling in his briefs, but he ignores it. This isn’t about him.

“Can you be a good boy and take another,” Regulus asks, and James nods enthusiastically. If he wasn't gagged, Regulus knows he’d be begging, has heard it enough times to memorize the sound.

Regulus pulls out completely, watching James’ hole flutter briefly around nothing, before pushing three fingers back in.

James balls his fists against the desk, barely moving his hips, trying so hard to be good. Regulus decides to cut him some slack.

“Fuck yourself on them baby, it’s okay.”

James obeys immediately, pushing his hips back wildly and making ungodly sounds that he wishes he could hear unobstructed. 

Caught up in the image of James losing control, Regulus reaches around to touch his neglected cock where it’s been leaking onto the floor. He collects the precome beading at the tip to soften the slide, and pumps James slowly in time with the movement of his hips.

“You close? Gonna come for me?” Regulus asks, sugar sweet.

James barely responds, but the crease between his eyebrows gives him away. Regulus knows it means he’s heading toward the edge of the cliff.

Quickly, before it’s too late, Regulus pulls his hand away, pulls his fingers out, leaving James empty and neglected once again.

He smacks James’s ass roughly, then digs his fingers into the flesh, punishing.

Leaning forward, he puts his mouth right up against James’ ear, “Only good boys get to come, James. I expect you back in rehearsal in five minutes wearing that shirt in your mouth.”

James sobs into the fabric, ruined and undoubtedly aching, and Regulus leaves him there to clean himself up.

Maybe this time he’ll finally learn his lesson.

[mushroom-enby]

Me, doing homework over the last two hours:

Me:

My brain: we should try to write a jegulus smut oneshot on which James wears a leash

Me: wOAH HEY-

[aza-writes]

James would be the guy who would greet you then your tits. Like ur in a long term relationship and he comes home from work and would kiss you and then say something like “oh and my girls” then burring his face in ur tits.

James is a boobs man and I can not be convinced otherwise

[tiredofthehumanlife]

Not to be a bitch or anything but I feel like the marauders fandom is losing their flavor and sense of whimsy

Like maybe it's bc it was a new sparkling thing for me to enjoy but I feel like before I had stumbled into a room with everyone sitting in a circle with their monster high dolls out and like sharing clothes and they were like "hey have you seen these two guys in the Harry Potter movies? Yeah well they kiss now wanna play with us?" And then I went and sat down with them and it was all gravy and there were so many new characters to relate to and put in different scenarios and it was so fun bc like everyone was just like little bottom dwelling queers with raccoons as their role models like "actually so I think Sirius is genderfluid what do we think?" And the crowd went wild

and now its like all white characters with no flavor and people are like "guys James Potter is a swiftie" and "Taylor Swift wrote all the young dudes" and "Sirius black is manly and I hate the way you twinked him it's so unrealistic" and "Jily is the only acceptable ship bc jegulus nor regulily wouldn't have happened" and it's just like when the annoying kid in your class goes "no I'm tired of you guys they're my friend now" and then sits next to you and pretends to be asking you genuine questions all while glancing over at their friends and its like we spent all this time playing with our monster high dolls and diy-ing their outfits and made our doll houses out of shoeboxes and these guys come in here and start stomping on all our toys and bringing in their two story barbie house

Basically it used to feel like playing with monster high dolls with all my cool monster high doll friends and now I feel like everyone is playing with Barbies and I miss our MOTHER FREAKING CARDBOARD DOLL HOUSE

Anyways going to get back to writing rosekiller smut

[regulus-books]

wc: 577

warnings: slight smut, lace underwear, switch!reg, switch!james

Regulus knows what he's doing when he slips on the fully lace red underwear. He knows how much James likes him in red.

It compliments his pale skin, and shows everything. He knows how James will react. So, he slips on a shirt and walks out of their bedroom, he finds James in the living room, watching something on their muggle television. "Jamie, love?" Regulus says, walking around the backside of the sofa.

James' eyes don't leave the screen when he says, "yes?" Regulus smirks and moves to walk in front of the television, and finally James' eyes are on him. Scanning his body and stopping at the underwear. James' face heats up, turning a little pink in the cheeks, Regulus nearly laughs.

"Do you know where my black trousers are, darling?" He keeps his voice steady.

James makes a noise, one between a moan and him trying to form words.

"James?" Regulus' smirk grows wider.

"On the dresser." James ushers out, Regulus watches as his pants fill out.

"Perfect, baby, thank you." Regulus walks over to him and tilts his face up, kissing his lips gently and tugging at his lip with his teeth.

"Reg, wait." James grabs onto Regulus' milky thigh, stopping him from walking away. Regulus looks back at James, false innocence written all over his face.

"Yes?"

"Um..." James' eyes look downward, right at the bulge in his trousers.

"Aw, sweetheart," Regulus smiles and faces James again, "what's got you all hot and bothered?" James whines, hands on both of Regulus' thighs, pushing him forward to sit in his lap. Regulus puts both knees on each side of James, moving to sit on him.

"You know what." James almost growls, face in Regulus' neck, giving it small kisses.

"I'm not sure I do." Regulus teases, grabbing both of James' cheeks, forcing him to look up.

"These," James grips onto Regulus' ass, Regulus can feel his sweaty palms through the lace. "You look so pretty in red."

"I thought you would like them." Regulus kisses James softly, pushing his tongue in to taste his lover. James moans as Regulus sits up on his knees and drops back down, right on James' cock, never breaking their kiss.

"Fuck," James kisses down Regulus' jaw to his neck, "so fucking gorgeous." When James moves to cup his dick Regulus pulls away, standing back up, placing one last lingering kiss on James' lips.

"We have dinner reservations." Regulus says, pulling the lace back up on his hips.

"Cancel them, then."

"No, come on. You love this restaurant, I love this restaurant." Regulus places his hands on his waist.

"You know what I'd like to eat more?" Regulus laughs and kisses James again before walking back towards their bedroom. He slips on the nice trousers that he laid out for himself, before stalking back out into the living room.

"Absolutely not," James says, Regulus tilts his head. His semi cropped shirt and low waisted trousers show just a smidge of lace, just enough to drive James mad. "You look," James struggles to find the right word, "phenomenal. But I'll be horny all night long, baby. Please change."

"Non, I am fine. You are the one with the problem," Regulus kisses James' cheek and walks towards the door, slipping on his converse. "Are you driving or am I?"

"You." Regulus nods, taking the keys off of the hook, stepping outside into the fresh air. This will be a fun night.

[lexxxrated]

bottom james has consumed my waking thougts.

imagine him all needy and fucked out and just begging

SPDLYDVYATUCLIDJJDTNFJBS

ojfawenfjbarjhv

ok I know you said bottom but when I read this I saw this scene in my head so he's less bottom and more sub - hope that's okay xx

You fought to catch your breath as you released your iron grip from James' broad shoulders and moved them down to massage at his chest.

His eyes were screwed shut as he breathed out of his mouth - glasses long gone and hair far more wild than you'd ever seen before...no thanks to you.

He had been such a good boy and was so excited that you couldn't help but give him everything he possibly asked for; and the fucked-out look on his face proved it was all worth it.

You leaned down to press a kiss to the space between his brows, his nose, a gentle one to his lips and then his chest before you shifted in an attempt to get off of him.

It was as if you'd awoken him from death when his hands gripped your hips nearly punishingly and he let out a pitiful whimper.

"Please."

"Please what, baby?" You cooed, returning your hands to his chest to rub soothing circles into his damp skin.

"Don't go." He begged. "Please, stay here; stay with me?"

He looked like he was close to tears before you bent down again to pepper kisses across his face. "I wasn't going to go far, my love."

He huffed again and tried to encourage you closer yet - as if he wasn't still nestled deep inside you.

"Don't go at all; don't go anywhere. Need you so bad, please?"

"I'm right here, Jamie." You assured him, pressing a loving kiss to his chin as you lowered your self onto him and he wrapped his arms around you. "All yours."

The only sign you received that he'd heard you at all was the way his arms tightened around you.

[yvieliny]

MARAUDERS

Shit my friends have said pt3.

Barty, Evan, Regulus and Severus on an road trip (Evan is Driving , Barty is the co-pilot leaving Regulus and Severus in the back)

Night time 2:50 am

Regulus: There is no way this is fucking happening right now (Regulus said removing his headphone)

Barty turns to look at the back seat: Well I am fucking sorry, how was I supposed to know how far 5 meters where?

Evan: Everyone calm down look there is a gas station up ahead let’s stop and ask for directions

Severus highly annoyed: So we are fucking lost in the middle of nowhere , with no cell service and a creepy ass gas station that looks from the 1600s and you idiots want to “stop and ask for directions” ??!!

Evan and Barty look at each other before nodding : Yeah

Severus : Idiots you both are fucking idiots , this is the type of shit that occurs in Horror movies

Barty: Don’t worry the virgins always survive in Horror movies

Regulus smirks: And the horny slut is the first to go so, don’t worry Barty we will have a nice cock filled funeral for you

Barty sticks his middle finger out

Evan: Fine let’s just turn and go back where we came from even if it is highly illegal since it is a one way road but fine

Severus: So our options are doing something ilegal or dying? Damn this is why my mom worry’s when I go out with my friends

Evan: Holy shit Sev, you got friends?

[tiffanytoms]

“Well fuck, Evans, I can’t bloody take down the patriarchy for you.”

She let out a humorless snort. “Well maybe I can.”

Wickedly Twisted

Final Chapter: The Chain

Song ⛓️ by Lexxi Seal, Nocturn

Sorry for the delay guys… jet lag has been kicking my butt 😴

AND ANOTHER STORY DONEEE!💪😭

[sommerregenjuniluft]

sharing this absolute filth because i had to scrap it. enjoy? fjskf

“Touch me, Jamie.”

James proceeds to strip his shirt, leaving his torso bare, and dip a hand into the scalding water, squeezing Regulus where he’s hard against his stomach. He wraps his palm around the shaft only a few moments later and starts stroking carefully, the bath water rippling and lapping at the sides of the tub. 

Regulus feels a tremor whack his body and he throws his head back with a soft groan that makes James moan helplessly in return.

“Look who’s being such a good boy today,” Regulus praises and James brows furrow and he adjusts restlessly in his kneel, undoubtedly uncomfortably hard in his own pants.

“Please,” James pants, voice husky when he’s finally found it again.

“No touching yourself, baby.”

“That’s not– ngh,” He gnaws on his bottom lip harshly, eyes squeezed close.

Regulus gently tugs it free, simultaneously stilling James’ ministrations on his cock with his own hand. “Talk to me.”

James eyes flutter shut as his thumb circles Regulus’ leaking tip underwater, like he’s getting off more on the touch than Regulus is. 

His eyes flash with desire, cheeks tinting an even more vivid shade of scarlet. Regulus is obsessed with him. 

His fiancee whimpers, swallows before he presses out, “Need you in my mouth.”

“Oh, yeah?” Regulus arches a brow, gripping him by the jaw, “Little slut needs something on his tongue to be satisfied, huh?”

James whines brokenly, face tilting into the hold, “Please. Please, Sir, I’m—”

He gets interrupted by Regulus shoving three fingers between his lips, rubbing over his sinfully wet tongue and pushing down his throat, making him gag a little. 

“Nothing but a slick little hole,” Regulus comments indifferently as he makes a mess of James. “Look at you drooling over being used, baby.”

James’ moan is garbled around the fingers prodding in his mouth.

Once he wraps his hand around Regulus with renewed vigor it doesn’t take long for him to feel close.

He alternates between ruining James with little insults and letting him babble and beg to his heart’s content whenever he pulls the fingers out of his needy mouth for a moment.

Showing him the obscene amount of spit coating his fingers, drawing strings when he spreads them. “Look at it, baby. See how wet you are for me? How badly you want it?”

And James mouthing away on whatever body part Regulus allows him to get his lips on. A string of, “Please, please, need it so bad—wanna taste you, want you to fuck me and fill me up, Sir, please.”