#Remus lupin student x teacher

[grangerhater]

A GAME OF TABOO

pairing: professor!Remus Lupin x student!reader

synopsis: it’s against the school principles but it’s just for a night right?

smut

warning: plot, teacher-student relationship, they are both two consenting adults, p in v penetration, nick names “daddy” and “baby” once or twice, spanking

The rain poured heavily outside as Y/N hurriedly made her way through the hallways of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was her last year at the prestigious school, and despite the gloomy weather, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. Today was the day she would meet her new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Remus Lupin.

As Y/N entered the classroom, a warm, inviting atmosphere greeted her. The room was adorned with shelves filled with books, and the crackling fire in the fireplace emitted a comforting glow. Y/N's eyes scanned the room, finally landing on the figure standing by the blackboard.

Professor Lupin turned to face her, his eyes filled with kindness and warmth. He had a tired look about him, as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. But there was an air of wisdom and intelligence that made Y/N's heart skip a beat.

"Ah, Miss Y/L/N, I presume?" Professor Lupin greeted her with a gentle smile. "Please, come in. Take a seat."

Y/N nodded and took a seat at the front of the classroom, her heart fluttering nervously. As the other students filed in, Professor Lupin began the lesson, captivating the class with his vast knowledge and engaging teaching methods. Y/N found herself hanging onto every word, her fascination growing with each passing moment.

Days turned into weeks, and Y/N found herself growing more and more infatuated with Professor Lupin. His calm and patient demeanor, combined with his intelligence, drew her in like a moth to a flame. Yet, she couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. It was wrong to have feelings for her teacher.

Throughout the lesson, Y/N found herself constantly stealing glances at Professor Lupin. His voice was soothing, lulling her into a sense of comfort as he explained the intricacies of the Patronus Charm. She admired the way he spoke, his words flowing effortlessly and captivating the entire class.

After class, Y/N lingered behind, pretending to gather her belongings as the other students filed out. She watched as Professor Lupin collected his papers, his brows furrowed in concentration. Summoning her courage, she approached his desk.

"Professor Lupin, I wanted to ask you something," Y/N began, her voice barely above a whisper.

He looked up, his eyes softening at the sight of her. "Of course, Y/N. What can I help you with?"

She hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest. "I... I was wondering if you could recommend any additional reading on the Patronus Charm. I find it fascinating and would love to learn more about it."

A smile spread across Professor Lupin's face as he reached for a nearby bookshelf, pulling out a worn, leather-bound book. "Ah, I have just the thing for you. This is an advanced text on the Patronus Charm. It delves into the theory behind it and provides numerous tips for successful casting. I believe you'll find it quite enlightening."

Y/N's eyes widened with gratitude as she accepted the book. "Thank you, Professor Lupin. I really appreciate it."

"It's my pleasure, Y/N. I am always here for you" he replied, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary.

Over the following weeks, Y/N found herself spending more and more time with Professor Lupin. They often engaged in deep discussions about various magical subjects, and their conversations would stretch into the night. Y/N cherished these moments, treasuring the connection she felt with him.

As the months passed, Y/N's feelings for Professor Lupin grew stronger and stronger. She found herself thinking about him constantly, and longing for his company. She couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt, knowing that a teacher-student relationship was taboo, but she couldn't deny her feelings.

One day, after class, well after curfew that is Y/N snuck out of the party that was held in her common room and drunkenly decided to take a chance and admit her feelings to Professor Lupin. She gathered her courage and knocked on his office door, her heart racing.

Unfortunately, her drunken confession came at the wrong time as Professor Lupin had just finished a particularly hard day of work and was resting in his office as he enjoyed his well-earned drink. He wasn't in the mood to entertain any conversations, let alone one with a drunken student, so he ignored the knock on the door and continued sipping on his drink, assuming that whoever it was outside the door would eventually get the hint and leave him alone. But she continued knocking on the door, oblivious to Lupin's intentions and wanting nothing more than to finally tell him how she really feels.

Lupin eventually got up and answered the door, immediately realizing that it was Y/N , and annoyed that this drunken adventure wasn't ending anytime soon. Despite his annoyance, Lupin was still fond of her and knew that she had been having a rough time lately, so he softened his demeanor and asked, "miss Y/N, what are you doing knocking on my door at this time of night?" she sheepishly looked down at her feet as she answered, "I-I wanted to tell you that I have feelings for you." Lupin's expression turned to one of confusion as he asked, "Is this some kind of joke?"

Y/N realized that she had to be serious if she wanted Lupin to take her seriously. She met Lupin's gaze and said in a determined tone, "No, this is no joke. I really do have feelings for you." Lupin's face softened further as he said, " I don't know what to say. I'm flattered, but we can't be together. I'm your professor, and-" she interrupted him, saying, "I'm not asking you to be my boyfriend, I just wanted you to know that I have real feelings for you."

Lupin looked at her, trying to figure out what to say next. He didn't want to hurt her feelings but at the same time, he couldn't ignore the fact that he had always been attracted to her. Eventually, he took a deep breath and said, "Listen Y/N… I can't act on any personal urges I may have for you. It's against school policy -and-"

Y/N interrupted him again as she stepped closer to him, putting her hands on his arms and leaning in closer. "So you're saying you're attracted to me too?"

Lupin felt his face blushing as the tension mounted between them. "I can't -", he began to say but was stopped as she leaned in closer to him, bringing her face close to his. Lupin couldn't ignore the fact that she was looking at him with such desire. He took a deep breath and said, "This is not the smartest thing either of us could do, but..”

He led her inside and locked the door behind them. He pushed her against the wall, eager to fulfill their unspoken desires. Y/N couldn't believe that her night of liquid courage had paid off, but she knew that she wanted Lupin more than anything in the world at that moment.

As Lupin kissed her with all the passion he had been suppressing for so long, her heart raced with emotion. She wrapped her arms around Lupin's neck and let him take control of the situation. Lupin gently pulled her robes off as he kissed her neck and began to explore her body. Despite his initial reservations, he couldn't deny that he wanted to be with Y/N in this moment. He moved his lips down to her neck, kissing and sucking gently as he made his way down her body. She let out a soft moan of pleasure as Lupin's lips brushed against her sensitive skin.

He continued to explore her body with his mouth, devouring her sensitive skin with his kisses. As his hands groped her curves, Y/N felt her pleasure grow and she responded by running her hands through Lupin's hair, pulling him closer and pressing herself against him. Lupin was feeling more aroused than he had in years and he finally forgot about his worries and concerns. His focus was now completely on the woman in his arms and the joy she was bringing him in this moment.

Lupin and Y/N’s passion intensified as they kissed and groped each other, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Lupin knew that what he was doing was wrong, but he was beyond the point of worrying about rules or consequences. He wanted Y/N and he was going to have her no matter what. her moans of pleasure grew louder as Lupin increased the intensity of his kisses, running his hands over her body and squeezing her curves. Y/N was lost in a state of blissful pleasure that was overwhelming and she knew that she never wanted it to end

His hands moved down to Y/N's panties, pulling them off to reveal her wetness. He slid a finger inside her causing her to moan louder. Y/N reached down and unzipped Lupin's pants, freeing his hard member. She stroked him, making him groan in pleasure. Lupin positioned himself between her legs and entered her slowly at first, but then picking up speed. They moved together in perfect harmony, their passion intensifying with every thrust.

Lupin grabbed Y/N's hair and pulled it back, exposing her neck. He bit down on it leaving a mark. Y/N moaned in pleasure, the pain only adding to the pleasure Lupin's thrusts became rougher and more aggressive, making Y/N scream with pleasure. He spanked her ass, leaving it red and raw. They were both lost in a world of rough intense pleasure with nothing else mattering but the ecstasy they were feeling

Lupin continued to spank Y/N's ass, each hit sending waves of pleasure through her body. She begged for more, wanting to feel the pain and pleasure mix together. Lupin obliged, hitting her harder and harder until she was screaming in pleasure. He pulled out and flipped her over entering her from behind.

Lupin continued to thrust into Y/N, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She moaned and cried out calling him "daddy" in a moment of intense pleasure. Lupin's desire for her grew even stronger at the sound of the nickname, and he pounded into her harder and faster until they both reached the peak of ecstasy together.

He growled in pleasure as he continued to thrust into Y/N with rough, intense strokes "You like it rough, don't you, baby?" he asked his voice filled with desire. Y/N moaned in response, her body shaking with pleasure. "Yes, daddy," she replied, her voice filled with need. Lupin's thrusts became even rougher, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room

he whispered dirty words into her ear, telling her how much he wanted her and how he was going to make her come. Y/N's moans grew louder and more intense as he continued to pleasure her with his rough, skilled hands

Lupin continued to thrust into Y/N with rough, intense strokes until he finally reached his peak. Lupin's climax was intense, his body shaking with pleasure as he came inside her with a groan. They both collapsed onto the bed exhausted and satisfied with their experience. The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing.

Lupin pulled Y/N close to him and whispered in her ear, "That was amazing, baby" Y/N smiled up at him, feeling content and satisfied. "Yes, it was," she replied, her voice filled with pleasure. They both knew that what they had just experienced was something special, something that they would never forget.

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[writing-in-the-impala]

Secret Smokes (Series Masterlist)

Pairing: Professor! Remus Lupin x Student! Reader

Series Summary: When the reader bumps into the new DADA professor on the bridge in Hogwarts she begins to build a friendship with him all thanks to their shared feeling of not belonging and love for muggle cigarettes. Their friendship blooms while they both fight internal battles deciding what is wrong and what is right leading to a lot of fluff, angst, flirting and a rollercoaster of emotions.

Warnings: Swearing, Drinking, Age gap, teacher-student relationship, slow burn, angst, fluff, smut (eventually), non-cannon compliant (I mean it's mostly canon except Sirius isn't in Azkaban and Voldemort never came back after killing James and Lilly.

Word Count: 1.5k - 5 k per chapter

Total word count: 35k

PART 1

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4

PART 5

PART 6

PART 7

PART 8

PART 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

Part 15

Part 16

Mood Board by: @starchaser-lily ❤️‍🔥

Check out my other stuff here: MASTERLIST

#student x teacher #harry potter #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #professor lupin x reader #remus love you #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #teacher! remus lupin #secret smokes

[slytherweasley]

Affair (Professor!Remus Lupin x reader)

Warnings: smut and swearing

Summary: y/n and Remus’ relationship becomes more serious as Remus’ feelings change

You both knew how morally wrong it was but it felt so good. You and your Professor Remus have been casually hooking up over a few months in your last year at Hogwarts. You fell for his charm and he fell for your smarts. He liked that you didn’t pretend to be dumb to get guys interested in you.

Remus is known as the hot Professor, he’s quite young compared to the other old professors at Hogwarts. Your friends all fancy him but have no idea you’re fucking him, if anyone found out it would be over.

Which is why you had to cover your tracks, your friends were suspicious. You used to have frequent boyfriends and now you’ve been single for a few months. You asked Remus if it was okay if you flirted a bit just to get your friends off your back. Remus didn’t care, he only saw you as someone to hookup with while he was teaching at Hogwarts.

In class one of the guys you’d been flirting with started to get touchy with you. Between classes he started to come onto you, you reluctantly kissed him as his hand disappeared under your skirt, Remus watched you as he passed by in the hallway. You made brief eye contact as the boy kisses your neck, you felt terrible even though you knew he didn’t mind.

It had been a while since you’d paid Remus a visit, you’d been building up the tension, the sex was always magical when you’d been apart for a while. After all your dorm mates had fallen asleep you decided to sneak out and wander over to Remus’ quarters.

You knocked on the door a few times and waited, he opened the door and you quickly ran inside so no one could catch you. “I have been wondering when you’d pay me a visit” “Sorry Rem, I’ve been busy and really tired lately” he presses a loving kiss to your forehead.

You look over to the front of the classroom at his desk where he has parchment piled up. “Is this a bad time?” You ask “No. Perfect timing” he takes your hand and leads you up the stairs through a door to a beautiful room. “Is this yours?” You ask “certainly is” “you’ve never taken me here before” “moving too quick?” He asks “No, I like this.”

You’d always fucked in the classroom, never in his bedroom or a bed. You sit down on the bed as he stands over you tucking your hair behind your ears and stroking your cheek.

You unbuckle his belt and fiddle with the button on his trousers until you finally get it and pull them down. His hard on is prominent in his underwear, you spend some time palming him before pulling his underwear down and letting his erection free.

You take his tip into your mouth and suck on it “go on, be a good girl” he encourages. You take him into the back of your throat getting used to the familiar feeling. You start bobbing your head up and down and look up to peak at his expressions. “Such a good girl” he praises you.

He strokes your hair “did such a good job” he says letting you take him out of your mouth. You lay back on the pillows and he meets you on the bed. He pulls your slip dress up revealing your glistening pussy “no panties?” He questions “I knew I was coming to see you” he pulls it up all the way and takes it off putting it on the floor.

You lay there naked on his bed, you’d dreamt of this so many times before. He spreads your legs and kisses up your thighs and lands a kiss on your clit making you squirm. He takes his time slowly devouring your pussy, your back arches involuntarily in response to the intense pleasure.

Your fingers curl around his hair tugging on it “It feels so good, Rem. I think I’m gonna cum” you warn him and feel yourself finish, Remus finishes you off with one last lick up your cunt.

“Taste so good” he mumbles licking his lips before pressing a kiss to your forehead. Remus was painfully hard and ready to be inside you but he waited until you were ready.

You reach a hand to his bicep and lay it there gently “I’m ready, Rem” he lines himself up with your entrance and slowly pushes himself in. He groans at the sensation as you clench around him trying to get used to the feeling. Something about tonight felt different, he took his time with you, usually it was a quick affair.

He listened to all your directions “Fuck Rem right there don’t stop” you moan in his ear and hold onto his strong upper body as he pounds inside you. Remus watches as each stroke inside you makes your breasts bounce up and down. “So tight” he mumbles “Fuck, I’ve dreamt about you fucking me on your bed a million times and it’s never felt as good as this does.”

“You dreamt about this, huh? You think about me a lot?” “All the time, you’re the only thought on my mind when I touch myself.” He has so much power over you, there’s been many times you spilled secrets to him while he fucks you.

“Please” you plead “tell me what you want” he says still pounding into you “I want to-“ you tried to finish your sentence “I wanna cum” you managed to say. “Go on, cum for me” he felt himself getting closer just from the sight of you, your hair messy and breasts bouncing up and down as your mouth is parted and soft moans come out.

You feel yourself finish, Remus watches you carefully. You clench around him as you attempt to calm yourself from your orgasm. Remus gets close “where do you want me to finish?” He asks you look up into his eyes, bewildered. “inside please” he doesn’t give it a second thought as you feel him cum inside you.

He pulls out and cleans you up, you sit up looking for your slip dress “No. Stay” he says. You look at him and lay back down beside him, you lay on your side looking into his eyes. “Don’t kiss those boys, they’re no good for you” “I thought you wanted me to, so no one suspected anything” “I changed my mind, I want you to myself.”

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[hayleythesugarbowl]

Hiiii could you write a Remus Lupin (as an adult) with x reader who is a student at Hogwarts? Like a teacher x student one maybe? Like Remus knows that that is wrong but he can’t resist her even if he really tries to. Write smut or fluff both is good :)

Thanks in advance 💐

Stolen Glances || Remus Lupin x student!reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • my other remus x reader oneshot ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

summary: oneshot where remus finds himself drawn to you against his better judgement even though you are one of his students

word count: 3.1k

warnings: age gap but it’s legal

a/n: tysm for this request lovely!! i hope this is what you wanted! also, for legal purposes the reader is in year seven and eighteen years old but you can imagine it however you want. also i made the reader a ravenclaw. enjoy!! 🎀🍓💌

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     You walked down the spiraling staircase that lead from your dorm to the Ravenclaw common room, a series of hallways, and eventually the majestic great hall at Hogwarts. 

You wrapped your cloak around yourself tighter in the chilly September temperatures. Even though you were within the walls of the castle, you still felt the cold in the air and rubbed your arms to stay warm. 

     You finally came to the great hall, stopping for a second to look around. Even though you’d been going to school here for six years you still found it a breathtaking sight. You kept walking and found a spot at the Ravenclaw table next to Penelope Clearwater, your best friend of four years. You sat down, piling food onto your plate quickly and shoving it into your mouth even quicker. 

     “Woah, slow down (Y/n)!” Penelope said.

     “Good morning to you too,” you teased, “I’m in a hurry. I’ve got Defense Against the Dark Arts in ten minutes.”

     You had probably taken too many classes for your own good this year. But you wanted to take as many subjects as you possibly could in your last year at Hogwarts. And you wanted to start this year off by not being late to your first class. 

     “So do I,” Penelope took a bite of a biscuit, “Third floor right? I’ll walk with you.”

     You finished your breakfasts and gathered your books, heading towards the staircase that would take you to the third floor. 

     “So who do you think we’re gonna have this year?” you asked your friend. Every year since your 5th year when Professor Quirrell had been killed in a fight with Harry Potter after he began aiding He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, you’d had had a different Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. You shuddered, thinking of the dark wizard. 

     “I don’t know, but I hope whoever it is actually teaches us something instead of the other way around,” she said. You laughed, knowing she was referring to Professor Lockhart, your last DADA teacher. 

     You turned a corner, passing a few other students with early classes making their way down the hallway. 

     You walked into the classroom and found a man with his back to you, his head bent over a book on his desk. His robes looked well worn, and his brown hair looked as if he’d been running his fingers through it. Upon hearing you and your friend walk into the classroom, he turned around noticing you and Penelope and giving you a warm smile. 

     “Good morning…,” he paused waiting for you to tell him your names.

     “I’m (Y/n) (Y/l/n) and this is Penelope Clearwater,” you answered.

     “Well Miss (Y/l/n) and Miss Clearwater, I’m Professor Lupin. I’m afraid you’re a bit early, but please take a seat anywhere you like.”

     You smiled back at him as you went to sit in one of the chairs closest to you. Penelope sat down next to you and began flipping through one of the textbooks she held. You watched Professor Lupin as he went about what you assumed was finishing preparing his classroom. He looked tired, as if he hadn’t had a good nights rest in some time but there was something about the way he carried himself that seemed to hint at a subtle energy. Intrigued, you continued to watch him. He mumbled a few spells, rearranging what you hoped weren’t crates holding some sort of magical creatures. 

     “(Y/n)? Did you hear me,” Penelope broke you out of your thoughts. 

     “Oh, sorry, got distracted. What did you say?” 

     She rolled her eyes, smiling, “I just asked what you thought of the Professor but I think I have my answer.”

     You blushed despite yourself, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

     “Nothing,” she said cryptically. 

     You wanted to press her further but plenty of other students had started to filter in and take their seats and Professor Lupin now stood in front of the class, waiting.

     “Good morning everyone,” he said, “as most of you know, I am going to be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year.”

     He started pacing and continued. “I hope all of you will take this class as an opportunity to not only learn how to defend yourselves but to grow as witches and wizards. I want you to look inside yourselves. Most of all, I hope you come out of this class today with more questions than answers. I can see the potential in all of you as I look around this class and ask that you always apply yourselves to your full potential so you can become the best versions of yourselves.” He looked at the class with a smile and a twinkle in his eye. 

     You listened aptly and could have almost sworn he was looking right at you as he finished his speech, his eyes burning holes into your forehead. You looked down quickly, smiling to yourself. 

     “Now if there are no questions, I invite all of you to turn your books to page 10 and let us begin.

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     “I’m telling you, you like him,” Penelope said as she fought to walk faster to keep up with your pace as you tried to get to your next class and away from this conversation.

     “Penny, he’s a professor and you’re delusional.”

      She pulled at the strap of her bag as you guys walked. “I see the way you look at him.”

     You stopped abruptly, “Since when did focusing in class because I want to get good marks become fancying the teacher?” Besides, there was something about Professor Lupin that you just liked, even though you were only a few months or so into the school year. And not only because he was, you thought, attractive with his bright smile and kind eyes. He was intelligent and wise but also patient and you could tell he really cared for his students. Not that those students necessarily included you…

    “I see the way he looks at you too,” your friend wiggled her eyebrows. 

     “Ok, that’s it! No more romance novels for you,” you began walking again. You quickly added, “And besides he doesn’t really like me, remember?.”

    “I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again, I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Penelope matched your pace, “Why wouldn’t he? You make perfect marks and answer all his questions in class.” 

     It was true. You had kind of become known for being a teachers pet in most of your classes—much to the amusement and teasing of your best friend and the appreciation of your professors. Especially Lupin. Until recently, he had beamed every time you answered one of his questions or volunteered to demonstrate a spell. However, lately you got the feeling he didn’t like you all that much. Or at least was indifferent to you. You weren’t sure why, and couldn’t be certain, but you thought you didn’t imagine that he avoided looking in your direction. You tried to tell yourself it didn’t bother you, but it did. You cared about his approval, wether you wanted to admit it or not. 

     “Drop it, Penny, ok?” She didn’t look like she would drop it anytime soon. 

     “‘Oh, Professor Lupin, what spell would you recommend using here? What is the counter-curse to this charm? Why don’t you love me? Why haven’t you asked me to marry you yet?” She mocked, giggling.

     “I heard that,” you snapped, not looking back. 

     You walked into Defense Against the Dark Arts together and found all of the desks pushed to the side and a group of students crowded in the center of the room with Professor Lupin standing next to a large wardrobe at the front. Turns out your pause in the hallway has made you a bit late, so you and Penelope snuck in right as class was starting. 

     “Alright students: Boggarts,” Professor Lupin said, not noticing as you two entered the classroom late, “who can tell me what they are?” 

     “They’re shapeshifting creatures, known for turning into the worst fear of whoever comes upon them,” you answered instinctually.

     “Show off,” Penelope mumbled, teasing you. You elbowed her in the rib. 

     “Very good, excellent!” Lupin beamed, looking around the grouping of students trying to find where the voice came from. Upon seeing who had answered him, he looked down and cleared his throat, continuing. You bit your cheek and looked at Penelope, as if to say: See? She furrowed her brow. 

     “Boggarts can only take the shape of a fear. They have no form of their own and therefore cannot hurt you. Now, I’m going to open this cabinet and I want a volunteer to step forward—don’t worry, you’ll all get a chance to participate—and at my command use the spell ‘Riddikulus’. Are you ready?”

     The first student, a nervous-looking boy with red hair, stepped forward. 

     Lupin took a few steps backwards, hand ready to open the cabinet. “Now, relax, hold your wand like so…and remember, the only thing you have to fear is fear itself.”

     He pulled it open with a flourish and within seconds a large scorpion took form. The boy let out a yell and jumped backwards but Lupin stayed calm, telling him what to do. Eventually, he was able to gain control of himself and the scorpion briefly donned a cowboy-hat before it was gone. The class applauded and the boy held his chin a little higher than he had before.

     In turn, all of your classmates had a go with the Boggart, which turned into a variety of fears from snakes to clowns to a stalk of celery, and when it finally came time for you to step forwards you weren’t feeling particularly terrified. 

     “Ready?” Lupin asked. When you nodded, he let the cabinet open and you almost stopped breathing entirely.

     There, in front of you, was who could only have been He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named himself, grinning wickedly. You felt your legs turn to lead and watched as he reached out a bony finger towards you. You, of course, had never actually seen him, but you had no doubt that’s who stood in front of you. Rooted in place you felt like the world was spinning. You heard the other students’ distorted screams, as if they were coming from very far way and the last thing you remembered was Professor Lupin’s concerned face as he rushed towards you before everything went dark… 

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     Light. The first thing you saw was a bright light as you squinted your eyes and tried to make sense of what was happening. You shut your eyes again. The last thing you remembered was being in class, the screaming of your classmates, and Vol—

     You shot up, your memory returning. You looked around you. You were sitting on a couch and appeared to be in a small sitting area decorated in browns and greens. Your head pounded but you felt wide awake. Suddenly, a voice startled you from behind. 

     “Miss (Y/l/n), good you’re awake.” You looked around you and saw Professor Lupin standing in the doorway behind you holding a steaming cup of tea. 

     Embarrassment flooded through you. You attempted a smile. Lupin walked over to you, handing you the cup of tea and offering you a piece of chocolate. 

     “Take this,” he said gently, “It’ll help.”

     You took them gratefully. Lupin sat down next to you. 

     “How are you feeling?” He asked, “Does anything hurt?”

     “Just my pride,” you smiled ruefully. Professor Lupin smiled back at you, the first time he’d really smiled at you in months. You wondered what had brought on the change but figured it was probably just because you’d passed out in his class and he felt bad for you. 

     “There’s no shame in being afraid, (Y/n),” he assured you. “If I’d known your Boggart would take the form of Vol—You-Know-Who, I promise I wouldn’t have made you face it.” 

     You appreciated his attempts to make you feel better, but you doubted anyone had ever fainted in his class before. You didn’t even know why, really. You-Know-Who was gone, or at least that’s what everyone was saying. There were…rumors though. But still. 

     “How long was I…out for?” You asked.

     “Not long,” he answered, “I know your friends will be glad to see you awake, though.” He made to get up.

     “Wait,” you stopped him, “where am I exactly?”

     He sat back down. “Oh, right, I—I brought you to my chambers. It was the first place I could think for you to lie down.”

     “Well, you have lovely taste,” you gestured around the apartment, admiring the decor. Professor Lupin laughed. “I’d say it’s nice in here if I wasn’t here on the grounds that I fainted in front of the whole class like a total loser.” 

     Lupin smiled, “Like I said, there is no shame in fear. And you’re not a loser. You’re one of the brightest students of your year and any Professor would be lucky to have the honor to teach you.”

     You were touched. You weren’t sure that  Lupin had uttered this many words to you in a month, much less so complimentary. 

     “Thank you,” you told him. 

     He looked at you warmly, and then as if suddenly catching himself, he looked at the clock on the far wall and said curtly, “Well, I really should be getting back to class and you need rest, stay as long as you like.”

     You didn’t know what had brought on this sudden change in the professor’s mood but it frustrated you. You were grateful to him for helping you but suddenly just as you felt like he saw you as a person again, he dismissed you. Maybe on any other day you would have just let him leave, but now, lying on Remus Lupin’s couch and having already made a fool of yourself, you surprised yourself by saying, “Why do you hate me?”

     Lupin stopped in his tracks, turning around, “(Y/n), what?”

     Now that you had said it, you couldn’t stop saying things. “It’s just, I’m a good student. And I always participate in class and you can’t even look at me! And then you’re kind to me one second and the next you just act like I don’t exist. I just—what did I do to you?” You realized your head was hurting again and you leaned back on the couch cousin. 

     Lupin looked like he was fighting with himself and then he ran a hand through his hair and sat down beside you. “Miss (Y/l/n), i don’t hate you I can promise you that.” 

     When you didn’t say anything, he continued, “I think your a phenomenal student—person. Your bright and kind and wise beyond your years—” he breaks off, “and it isn’t that I don’t like you. I—the problem is, I like you too much.”

     What? You didn’t understand him. He sensed your confusion and tried again.

     “I never in my wildest dreams imagined saying this to you,” he looks down, “but here we are. You deserve the truth. I like you, Miss (Y/l/n). A lot. And the reason I find it hard to look at you is because I cannot deny my attraction to you and I know how wrong it is but I can’t—gosh I can’t believe I’m telling you this. I can’t resist you and it’s painful to look at you when I know I can never do anything about it.” 

     You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Of all the things you’d expected him to say…. You found yourself blushing. You tried to form words but couldn’t, your head still spinning. Lupin stood up.

     “Now I think it’s best if I leave,” he moved towards the door. 

     “Wait,” you found yourself saying. You walked closer to him, close enough so you could see the faint scars on his face and smell his scent of vanilla and cinnamon. You looked into his eyes and saw the struggle there. You didn’t know if it was the lighting or adrenaline or maybe it was still the effects of what had happened this afternoon but you leaned in and suddenly you were kissing him. 

     He pulled away, “(Y/n), we can’t—” but you pulled him in again. This time he didn’t fight it, kissing you back softly at first, hesitant, but then more passionately and you could feel the months he’d spent  waiting to do this but telling himself it would never happen. He moved a hand to your hair, the other on the small of your back. 

     He pulled away again. “(Y/n), we don’t have to do this. There are plenty of guys your age who’d be lucky to have you and I don’t want to tie you down with a—” 

     “I want you,” you interrupted, kissing him again. 

     Neither of you heard as the door opened and—

     “(Y/n),” a voice said, “someone said you were in here and—” the voice stopped abruptly. 

     You and Lupin pulled apart, gasping as you turned around and stared at Penelope. Her mouth was open and she was looking between the two of you in utter disbelief.

     “Well, I just wanted to make sure you were ok but it seems you are,” she mumbled, a small smile forming on her lips. 

     “Miss Clearwater,” Professor Lupin started but you interrupted him. 

     “It was my fault Penny, I kissed him.”

     “Now, Miss (Y/l/n),” Lupin began but this time 

     Penelope interrupted both of you, now smiling big, “I don’t care who’s fault it is, I’m just glad it finally happened.” You stared at her, amused.

     “Hey, I’m the one who said you were in love with him after months of you obsessing over him and—”

     “That’s a gross exaggeration.” Your cheeks flamed and Lupin smiled down at you. “And Penny—”

     “Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me!” She beamed, putting a finger to her lips. “I’ll be outside.” She walked towards the door, looking at you wickedly. 

      “I’ll be out in a minute,” you called to her. And then you and Professor Lupin were alone again. 

     “Sorry about…that,” you said.

     “Don’t be,” he put his hands in his cloak pockets, “I didn’t know you were obsessed with me.”

     “Ok, I’m going to kill her!” You stomped your foot but you were smiling. 

     Lupin looked at you seriously now, and lifted a hand to brush your hair out of your face, “Still think I hate you?”

     “Maybe a little less,” you teased. You clasped his hand and he interlocked his fingers with yours. 

     “You’re beautiful, (Y/n). You know that? You’re one of the most special people I  know.”

     You leaned up and kissed him gently. “I’m so glad this happened,” you whispered. 

     “Me too,” he said.

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ thank you @merthosus for the request, i hope this is what you wanted and that you enjoyed this!! i love writing for lupin so much also this whole thing was written while listening to taylor swift so do with that what you will 🎀have a lovely day/night <3

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[lulublack90]

Prompt 23 - Teacher AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 23, word count 966

Sirius had been a teacher for quite a few years, and while he loved teaching the children, his true passion lay in his evening classes. Once a week, he gave up his time to teach adults who wanted to learn and, for some reason, and Sirius was only too willing to help them. 

The class was just beginning. This week, they’d be going over the short story he’d asked them all to read as homework and make a start on one of their own. He’d been told there would be a new student joining them that evening. It was very irregular. Normally, there was a start date that you had to begin at and not come halfway through the course. He’d been assured that the young man had been keeping up at home, but his ongoing health condition had made it impossible to attend the previous classes. 

Sirius sighed when he read the email from the course manager but vowed to help the chap catch up.

He cleared his throat, and his class went quiet. 

“Good evening, everyone. I hope you’re all doing well. Let’s begin with a show of hands. Who’s read the homework?” A sea of hands rose in front of him, and he couldn’t keep the beaming smile off his face. “Excellent! Now, who can tell me why Nellie did what she did?” He pointed at a woman in the back row. “Alice, you’re up.” The short woman checked her notes and began to speak. 

“She was tired of her life and wanted to be free of the chains that kept her there.” 

“Exactly.” He turned and wrote on the whiteboard. “She was a prisoner, and she longed to be free. So when the chance came, she took it. Now, when Nellie escapes, she rushes into the jungle in the dead of night with nothing but a small trunk filled with her few possessions. Was this a good idea or not?” He waited for a hand to go up. He could almost see their brains whirring. The classroom door opened, and a mousy-haired man popped his head around the door. Sirius stared at him, his eyes greedily taking in the slightly flustered handsome man. 

“Are you Mr Black?” He asked politely. 

“Yes, that’s me. How can I help you?” Sirius’s professional brain snapped back on. The man grinned, looking relieved. 

“I’m so sorry I’m late. I’ve ended up in the wrong room twice, and no one seemed to be able to point me in the right direction.” He pushed the door open and hobbled in. He was leaning heavily on a walking stick and took the only empty seat at the front of the class. 

“Right, where were we?” He asked, having completely forgotten. The new man raised his hand. “Yes—er?” Sirius nodded for him to talk. 

“Remus. Remus Lupin.” Remus helpfully supplied. 

“Thank you, Remus.”

“I think the risk of staying captive was far greater than whatever awaited her in the jungle. However, taking anything other than food and water was risky, but as we know, it worked out for her.” He answered Sirius’s question. 

“Yes, well done. I dare say even if she’d met a tiger while she fled, it would still be preferable to that iron chain, don’t you agree, even weighed down as she was.” His class all nodded at him. “So now free and on the run, no forced to perform, no matter how good she was at the tasks they set her, what do you think made her go the way she did?”

Remus raised his hand again, and Sirius signalled for him to continue. 

“She went home. There could have been something familiar about the surroundings, which is why she escaped when she did. But the inner child in me wants to say it was magic.” Remus grinned shyly at him, and Sirius had to chant to himself that he couldn’t date students no matter how ruggedly handsome they were or how intelligent they seemed to be. He had to swallow before he continued. 

“Yes, I think we all want to believe it was magic, as though she heard her mother calling out to her across the many miles she travelled.” He cleared the whiteboard now they were done with that and wrote up the next part of the lesson. “Okay, I want each of you to write your own short story. It can be about literally anything you want. Make a start now. Plan it out. I want them finished for next week, and I’ll go through them.” 

He gave them a few minutes to start their work and made his way around the class, answering any questions they had. Eventually, he had to talk to Remus. He couldn’t put it off any longer. “How’s it going?” He asked, making Remus jump. He’d been so focused on his work that he hadn’t noticed Sirius approach. 

“Oh-er, it’s going good. I think.” Remus rubbed the back of his neck nervously. Sirius peered down at the paper. 

“A werewolf and a man who can magically turn into a dog and an enchanted forest? Sounds thrilling. I can’t wait to read it.” Remus blushed hard. 

“It just popped into my head.” He admitted. 

“All the best ones do,” Sirius reassured him. “Oh, here, before I forget. Take this. It’s got all my information on it in case you can’t make it for whatever reason or need help throughout the week. I’ll do my best to accommodate you.” He handed Remus the little white card. Their fingers brushed as Remus took it, and Sirius felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him, stemming from where Remus’s fingers had been. They looked at each other wide-eyed and stunned. Well, crap, this was going to be harder than he thought.  

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[moonyeyedstar]

Be Mine- Professor Lupin x Reader Smut

*18+* *not proofread*

You had had a crush on Professor Lupin for the longest time.  Recently you felt as if you two could not take your eyes off each other during class.  You would always catch him looking at you for too long but whenever you met his eyes he would look away.  You knew you were being silly playing it all up in your head but, Valentine’s Day was coming up and you wanted to get him something to see how he would react.  It was a Hogsmeade weekend so you went out with your friends and got the special Valentine’s Day chocolates they had at Honeydukes to give to Professor Lupin.  Your friends kept asking who they were for but you brushed them off saying you just wanted them for yourself.  You were too embarrassed to admit you had a crush on your professor.  

Valentine’s Day rolled around quickly.  You went to defense with the chocolates in your bag.  You spent the entire lecture a bit on edge, nervous about being rejected but your nerves calmed a bit every time you caught him with his eyes fixed on you.  The way he looked at you made your heart race.  At the end of class, everyone began to file out quickly.  You had a free period so your friends did not question why you took your time and left without you.  You nervously shuffled through your bag pretending to look for something while you gained the courage to give him the chocolates.  

“Everything alright, Y/n?”  Professor Lupin watched you fumble with your bag.  The way he said your name made your cheeks grow red.  

“Yes, Sir,” you nodded and looked up at him.  “Today is Valentine’s Day, Professor.”  He let out a chuckle and smiled a bit at you. 

“I know, Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/n.  Got any plans with your friends for later or with someone special?”  His eyes roamed your body but he caught himself and pretended to shuffle through papers on his desk.  He wanted you and the thought of you spending Valentine’s Day with someone made him jealous and he hated that.  He knew how wrong it was for him to fancy his student. 

“Not any yet, there is someone who I am hoping to spend it with.”

“Oh that’s nice,” he smiled a bit but on the inside, he was frustrated and fighting himself to make you his.  

“Well Professor, it’s just that I don’t know if he likes me back, you see how do I go about it without completely embarrassing myself?”

He swallowed hard, “You should just go and ask him, any guy would be lucky to have a girl like you.”  He meant it.  

“You really think so?”  He just nodded in response and looked down.  He could not look at you the way he was, with a burning desire.  You took this as your chance to make your move.  You approached his desk and placed the heart-shaped box filled with chocolates on his desk.  He stared down at them for a minute in disbelief. 

“Y/n?”  He looked up at you and down at the chocolates.

“I hope you like them Professor,” you started.  He did not know what to do.  A part of him wanted to rip your clothes off and make you his right then and there but he knew it was so wrong. 

“Y/n… I am your Professor this is highly inappropriate.”

“Oh…” you felt as if you were kicked in the stomach, “I am so sorry, Sir,” you quickly grabbed your bag to head for the door.  “I just- I would catch you looking at me and I was so dumb to think that it was because you liked me in that way I am so sorry Professor.”  His face softened.  He felt guilty.  You left for the door and hand your hand on the knob ready to turn it but he stopped you. 

“Y/n, wait.”  You turned back to look at him but your eyes welled with tears.  “I do look at you in that way, you are not dumb,” he starts.

“Oh?” you sniffle and walk back to him slowly.  

“But just because I may feel a certain way towards you does not make it okay.  This is wrong, so so wrong.  The glances I make at you, the way I think about you, the way that we are even having this conversation.  All of it is wrong.”

“But Sir,” you walked over to his side of the desk.  “If I really like you and you like me back, how is it wrong, and it is not like anyone would ever know.  It would be totally innocent.”  He stared at you, his eyes already undressing you. 

“The things I want to do to you are not innocent,” he muttered.

“Well then show me, Professor,” you slid your hand down his chest to his belt.  He froze for a second but his need for you took over, you turned him into an animal. 

“Fuck,” he growled and pushed you back by your hips pressing you against the edge of his desk.  He held you in place with his hips, his erection growing against you.  “If you want me to stop darling say so because I will not be going easy on you,” he said into your ear.  Your breath hitched at his dominance; all you could do was nod.  You have been dreaming about this moment.  He leaned down to kiss your neck, resting his hands on your hips to pull you in closer.  Goosebumps prickled over your skin and held him by his belt.  He was not rock hard against you.  You tilted your head back to give him better access.  He kissed wet, sloppy kisses all over your neck.  You began to ache between your thighs.  Your clit was burning and the only thing you could do was squeeze your thighs together for friction.  He bit down on your neck before sucking your skin up through his teeth and rolling his tongue over it leaving a throbbing hickey.  You slipped your hand down to palm him over his trousers.  He let out a deep ungodly groan and pulled off of your neck.  You winced a bit and looked up at him but he wasn’t staring down at you with the usual soft and tender look he usually has when he steals glances at you in class, his eyes were dark and full of lust.  He began tearing your clothes off, he tossed your robe aside and loosened your tie before he undid all your buttons revealing your pink lace bra.  He took a couple of seconds to stare at you, “God you’re beautiful,” he mumbled to himself before slipping his hands under your skirt and pulling your matching panties off.  He threw your panties in an open desk drawer and ran his finger down your slick folds making you whimper.  In one swift movement, he lifted you and placed you on the desk before dropping to his knees and spreading you open in front of him.  You were flushed, being on display for him, a part of you was getting self-conscious as no one had ever seen you like this before, he was studying you, the way your cunt was dripping and throbbing before him.  You nervously held your breath and watched gawked at you.  “What a pretty pussy, Y/n,” he looked up at you.  You just started back at him, you felt dazed.  “How many lucky men got to taste you before my darling?”  His thumb ran circles on your clit making your hips buck but his other hand forced them down.

“No one, Sir,” you choked out, unable to keep a steady breath.

“No one?” he chuckled and cocked a brow, “Lucky me,” he slipped his pointer finger into your cunt and your walls clung to him, throbbing around his finger before he pulled it out making you whine.  “So, so, tight,” he teased, “and how many got to fuck this tight little cunt of yours?”  He asked before sucking your juices off his finger.  

“No one, Sir,” you repeated, your heart pounding in your chest.  You were so worked up you were dripping onto his desk.  

“Oh, baby, I don’t know if you’ll be able to handle my cock,” he cooed and began to undo his trousers, dropping them to the ground along with his boxers, his erection springing free.  God, he was so fucking big.  You swallowed hard at the sight of him, you stared but how could you not?  Maybe he was right, maybe you wouldn’t be able to handle him, but you sure as hell were gonna take all that you could.

“I can take it,” you rushed out in a breath not wanting him to backtrack.  He let out a low teasing chuckle and pumped himself with his tip pressed against your core.  

“So needy,” he teased, “I think I need to stretch you out first my darling.”  He replaced his tip with two fingers and pumped them in and out slowly.

“Oh fuck,” you threw your head back.  You had never been able to pleasure yourself with your own fingers.  He pumped and curled his fingers in and out of you and you stretched around them.  After a couple of minutes, he added a third finger.  You sucked in a sharp breath and tightened around them.  Your clit was throbbing and begging to be touched, you snaked your hand down and began to rub circles on your clit.  The added stimulation made your stomach tighten.

“Oh, darling, look at you, touching yourself,” he pumped his fingers harder and your walls fluttered around him.  

“Oh Professor,” you moaned, ready to cum but in an instant you had lost it.  He had pulled his fingers out and had them in his mouth already making you lose your orgasm.  You stared at him with wide eyes.  

“I want you to cum on my cock, baby, do you think you’re ready to take my cock?” 

“Y-Yes,” you moaned breathlessly.  Your professor lined himself up and slowly pressed his tip into you.  You gasped and winced at the way he stretched you open, “Oh Professor Lupin!”  He slowly buried himself into your cunt.  Your walls were twitching around him.  You felt a mixture of pleasure and pain as he filled you up.  He stayed still for a couple of minutes to give you time to adjust to his length.  You shuffled your hips and looked up at him when you were ready, wanting more.  He smirks down at you and slowly begins to rock his hips into you.  “Merlin!  Oh Professor!  You’re so big!”  

“Fuck, Y/n, I love how you moan for me,” he grunts and grips your hips and begins to pound into you hard but at a slower pace.  You are a moaning mess for him, your body twitching every time he fills you up completely.  Your hips writhe with his.  You felt so overcome with pleasure it was hard for you to remember how much it hurt before.  You were pushing against his thrusts wanting all of him that you could take.  The sound of smacking flesh filled the room.  He kept his eyes glued to you loving the way your face tensed and your eyes fluttered with your moans making you a bit nervous to be under his stare.  “Does it make you nervous when I stare?”

“Y-Yes,” you whimpered and nodded.

“Good,” he smirked and pounded into you relentlessly.  The same familiar knot forms in the pit of your stomach.  

“S-So c-clo-ose-e” you choked through a shattered breath. 

“Cum for me darling,” he moans fucking into you mercilessly.

“Oh Professor Lupin!”  You cried out as you came all over his cock.  Your body shaking under his.  You felt your professor’s cock twitch inside you and his hips stutter before he spilled his seed inside you, filling you up.  Your body felt limp and hot and you held yourself up by gripping his shoulders.  He caressed your thighs as you both panted to catch your breath.  He pulled away and you two began to dress yourselves in silence.  You rebuttoned your top and fixed your tie.  When you stood your skirt fell back down but you reached into the desk drawer to grab your panties.  

“What do you think you are doing?”  Professor Lupin's voice stung out from the broken silence.      

“What?”  You worried and snapped your head to see him.

“You cannot have those back, those are mine now, you are mine now.”  Your heart did a flip and you could only nod. 

“I’d love to be yours, Professor,” you blushed and pulled your skirt down lower to account for your lack of panties.

“Good,” he smirked.  “Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/n/”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Professor,”

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[lupinmoonlight]

Submission Part 2: Establishing Rules

Masterlist AO3 Submission Part 1 Submission Part 3: Obedience

Summary - You finally gather up the courage to approach Professor Lupin and share with him your desire to give up control to him. He agrees to take on that role for you, but not without establishing clear rules and boundaries.

Warnings - teacher/student relationship, heavy D/s undertones, professor/sir kink, rules, mention of pushing limits, mention of safeword, self-degradation, mention of masturbation, my grammar.

Notes - It is NOT necessary to read part 1 to read this part. I don't know what this is, but I am planning to make this extremely kinky so brace yourselves. I am also aware that this is very out of character for Lupin, but it's nice to have a little fun with him :')

It had become an obsession now. An unhealthy obsession. Every night, once everyone in the dormitory had drifted off to sleep, you would slip a hand down your pyjamas, touching yourself to the thoughts of your professor bending you over his desk, gripping your hips as he rammed into you, telling you to take it and calling you a good girl. It was wrong, so very wrong and filthy. But you loved it. You wanted him to take control of you, to dominate you. You were so desperate for it that you would take anything he'd give you.

In his classroom, it was even worse. Though you attempted to maintain some form of self-control, your body betrayed your inner turmoil. The slightest instruction from him would cause your cheeks to flush crimson and a familiar warmth to spread through your core to the point you sometimes had to excuse yourself to the bathroom to regain your composure. It was pathetic. You were pathetic. The feeling of self-loathing was inescapable.

But even so, you found yourself at the professor's office door. Your body seemed to possess a will of its own, determined to get what it craved the most: submission. You were terrified. What were you going to tell him? What would he say? Was he even capable of all the things you imagined him doing to you? He was the kindest and softest man you'd ever encountered. Surely, he would gaze at you with his gentle eyes, wearing an expression of concern, and wonder if you had been cursed or something. But you didn't care. It was your last year at Hogwarts and you had nothing to lose, except maybe your dignity.

With a gentle knock, the wooden door creaked open, revealing the towering figure who held your thoughts captive.

"Y/N! Good to see you. Is everything alright?"

He was already concerned. Great.

"Professor. Yes, everything is okay. I just wanted to talk to you about something," you lied.

"Of course. Come in, come in!" he said warmly.

You tentatively walked in, your knees already about to give out when the scent of him filled your nostrils. It was intoxicating.

"Cup of tea? I was just about to make myself one," he asked.

"Please, that would be great," you lied again as you sat in the chair facing his desk.

"So, what can I help you with?" he asked as he placed two steaming cups of earl grey tea on his desk before taking a seat in front of you.

You didn't know what to say. Suddenly your mind was blank and you were ready to bolt out. You took a sip of your tea to give yourself time to regain your composure and set the cup back on the desk a bit harder than intended.

"I-I haven't been…feeling myself lately…" you began.

He stayed quiet, studying your face and giving you time to continue, but you couldn't find the words. How could you tell your professor to use you, dominate you, degrade you, hurt you, love you in an appropriate and respectful manner? You couldn't.

As if sensing the seriousness of the situation, he flicked his wand casually to ward the door of his office, his eyes never leaving you.

"I don't want to be in control anymore," you finally blurted out without thinking. You closed your eyes shut and held your breath, bracing yourself for the worst.

He was quiet. Too quiet. And you felt stupid. You could feel the tension in the air, almost suffocating you. You wanted to leave, to obliviate him and yourself and go back to your pathetic fantasies.

"Look at me," his voice had changed, now carrying an authoritative tone that you hadn't heard before. You opened your eyes, hesitantly meeting his gaze. The warmth in his eyes was still there, but there was a new intensity as well.

"Can you explain what you mean by 'not wanting to be in control anymore'?" he asked, his tone surprisingly even.

You took a shaky breath and tried to put your feelings into words. "I-I want someone else to take charge. I want to be told what to do. I want to give up control, but to someone I trust."

His silence stretched for what seemed like an eternity, the tension in the room almost palpable. His gaze softened for a moment, and then his expression darkened. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his desk, his eyes piercing through you.

"You're very brave to come to me with this," he said, his eyes searching yours for understanding. "I understand that this is a significant and personal request."

He paused, considering his words carefully before continuing. "If you truly mean what I think you mean, it is highly inappropriate for a professor to engage in such a relationship with a student," he continued, his tone serious.

"However, I appreciate the trust you place in me and am willing to provide you with the guidance and structure that you need," he said sternly. "If you truly want me to take control, then I need you to understand that this isn't just about fulfilling your fantasies. This is a responsibility, and I take it seriously."

You swallowed hard, feeling a sense of relief that he didn't reject you. All you could do was nod slowly, unable to even look at him.

"Good," he said, his tone softening lightly. "Before we proceed any further, there are a few things I need to make clear," he began, "this is a choice you've made, and you have the right to change your mind at any time. I will only proceed if you are fully comfortable and consenting to everything we discuss."

Your heart was threatening to burst out of your chest. You nodded again. You didn't trust your voice. You didn't even trust yourself not to combust if you looked up at him, so you kept your eyes trained on the desk.

"There will be boundaries and rules that must be adhered to. For the sake of maintaining our professional relationship, these rules will differ inside and outside of the classroom," he continued, his tone shifting to a more authoritative one.

"From now on, in the classroom, you will address me as 'Professor Lupin' and behave as any other student would. No special treatment, no exceptions," he continued, his voice unwavering.

"Outside of the classroom, when we are alone, you will address me as 'Sir.' You will follow my instructions and adhere to the boundaries we set. Should you ever feel uncomfortable or wish to discuss any aspect of our arrangement, you will do so respectfully and openly."

You nodded, your pulse quickening at the thought of addressing him as 'Sir.'

He stood up and walked around the desk, stopping just a few feet away from you. "Furthermore, our arrangement will never interfere with your studies or safety. You will be expected to complete your assignments, attend classes, and maintain your grades. I will not tolerate disobedience or dishonesty, and if you fail to meet my expectations, there will be consequences."

He paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in. "Do you understand and accept these terms?"

"Yes," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes what?" he pressed, seemingly unsatisfied with your answer.

"Yes, Sir," you quickly corrected yourself, feeling a thrill at the simple act of addressing him in this new way.

"Good," he said, his voice softening slightly as he returned to his seat.

He looked at you intently, gauging your reaction. "You must understand that I will not hurt you in any way that you don't explicitly consent to. This means that we will establish a safeword or signal, something that you can use to communicate your need to stop or pause our interactions. This will be a non-negotiable aspect of our arrangement. The safeword will be 'chocolate'."

Your heart pounded in your chest, but you managed to nod, understanding the importance of his words, although you didn't think you would need a safeword. You didn't want one. You wanted to give yourself up completely, but you knew better than to argue.

"You are expected to maintain the highest level of discretion regarding our arrangement, as it is important to maintain the integrity of the student-teacher relationship in the eyes of others," he added, pausing to look you in the eye.

"I understand, Sir," you agreed, feeling a little intimidated but also excited.

"While you are under my guidance," he continued, his voice deepening with authority, "you will follow my instructions without question. You must trust me completely to provide the structure you need."

"Lastly" he said, his voice firm, "know that I will be pushing your limits, but I will always prioritize your well-being. If at any point you wish to end this arrangement, you have the right to do so without judgment or negative consequences."

You looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity and care behind his words, and felt a new sense of trust and connection forming between the two of you. It felt surreal. You had been fantasizing about this, obsessing over this. But now that it was happening, you were suddenly terrified. Terrified of disappointing him, of not being good enough.

"Come here," he commanded, gesturing towards himself. You obeyed, your heart pounding as you stepped closer to him. He shifted in his chair, parting his legs for you to stand between them. You felt the heat rising to your cheeks. You had to fight yourself not to drop to your knees right then and there.

"Look at me," he instructed, tilting your chin up with his fingers. You raised your eyes to meet his, they were warm yet there was a darkness in them, a subtle reminder of his control over you. "Tomorrow in class, I want you to wear your hair up, so I can see your neck. It will serve as a reminder of our arrangement. Do you understand?"

You nodded, your breath hitching at the thought of exposing your neck just for him. "Yes, Sir."

"Additionally, you are to meet me at my quarters after dinner," he continued. "Be punctual and prepared. Is that understood?"

You swallowed hard, the anticipation growing inside you. "Yes, Sir,"

He held your gaze for a moment longer, then released your chin. With a flick of his wand, he removed the ward from the door. "You may go now," he said, his voice returning to the softness you were familiar with. "Remember our rules and your instructions."

Feeling flustered, you managed a quiet "Thank you, Sir," before turning to leave the room. As you stepped out into the hallway, your legs felt weak, and your heart raced. This was really happening, and the thought both thrilled and terrified you.

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[heartsforyou222]

i'm a simple girl... i get introduced to a teacher/professor character while watching a show/movie or while playing a game and i get a little crazy

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[seriouslysnape]

One Time Encounters

Remus Lupin x Fem! Student! Reader

Warnings: Sexual content. Smut. Mutual pining. Teacher/Student relationship. Age gap smut. 

A/N: Reader is of age! Part 1 here

Word Count: 3.5k

“I...I don’t know what to do now.”

Remus’ heart was beating a million miles a minute. His body was pumped full of adrenaline as his feet guided him through the halls of the castle from memory. Never in his life had he been so anxious to get to his office. His office was the target destination, and Remus was reeling the entire way there.

This is happening. Fuck. This is happening.

Remus was taking every back corridor and detoured route that he could possibly take. He was diligently making sure to avoid the Portraits, Filch, and any students roaming around after dinner. That was something that he knew that he couldn’t explain. Rushing through the halls while holding the hand of a student with a very obvious hard-on was NOT something he could cover up. The chances of getting caught were hardly a concern for Remus right now. He had a window of opportunity in front of him that was wide open. He couldn’t not take this opportunity. He’d always wonder “what if” if he didn’t take it.

It had only been in Remus’ dreams that he had been able to live this moment. In his mind, that would only ever be a dream confined to the walls of his internal palace. He had always scolded and corrected himself every time that train of thinking snuck up on him. Just the night before he had reprimanded and beat himself to hell because he had an orgasm with floating, moving pictures of you in his imagination. His self-control and professionality had always won out over his lustful thinking. It was always the same reasoning for why he absolutely, positively could not do this.

She’s a student, Remus. Don’t fucking do this.

He hardly considered this to be impulsive. Remus would be lying if he hadn’t considered possible ways to make this work in the best way possible. Remus had calculated the risks. He had weighed the options and ran through all the pros and cons. Of course he wanted this. He wouldn’t have kept bringing it up to himself if he didn’t. The main issue boiled down to one thing: you.

Remus would never forgive himself if you got into trouble on his behalf. You had so much life ahead of you. Your life as a witch was merely just beginning. The world of magic was just being opened up to you, and you were just now having the chance to utilize your skills. Remus couldn’t live with himself if he knew that was taken away from you because the two of you were involved.

He wanted to protect you, and he was trying to be the voice of reason for both of you. Somehow, he just couldn’t let this go. The woman that he was hand-in-hand with wasn’t helping his case because you were just as antsy as he was. 

“Professor, I’m not one to question the actions of my superiors,” You whispered harshly, barely able to keep up with his long strides as you rounded the corner to the hallway where his office was located. “But are you sure this is a good idea?”

Remus opened the door to his office with vigor, snatching you inside and practically slamming the door shut. He pressed you against the closed door, cornering you just as he had just a few moments ago.

“No.” He answered.

He kissed you then, desperately and with so much need that it nearly collapsed your knees. He felt a high then that was unlike anything that he’d ever experienced. His mouth on yours was beyond any of the ways he had imagined it. Just kissing you was making him grow harder by the second. His hand came to your face to draw you in closer as he used his frame to keep you pushed against the hard surface of his office door. 

Remus had committed himself the moment that he confessed that he harbored feelings for you that were less than student/teacher friendly. That line had been crossed, and there was no turning back now. He knew that this was against every rule written in the book. There wasn’t a single excuse or reason in the world that he could come up with that would grant him a pass for this. He was screwed if anybody were to know about this. 

This is fucked up, Remus. Obliviate her and forget it.

Remus gave that intrusive thought absolutely no consideration. Forget it? He nearly laughed out loud at that suggestion. He wasn’t going to abandon this moment and send you on your way magically brainwashed. Fuck the rules. This was something that he felt was worth the risk of breaking the rules and getting caught. 

It’s wrong, Remus. You’re better than this.

Remus’ internal debate was cast aside momentarily when he was forced to step backwards due to you pushing yourself off of the door that he had you pinned against. The kiss hardly broke, and Remus would’ve never wished for a moment where it had. He stumbled back further into his office that barely had any real illumination to it. The lamp that Remus had lit earlier in the day was still burning strong, but it only offered enough light for Remus to see what was directly in front of him. 

And oh did he love what he saw.

The back of Remus’ legs hit the edge of his desk, bringing both of you to a halt. 

The desk. How perfect. How convenient. 

Remus’ own subconscious had turned to sarcasm because there was no way of convincing him to back out now. If he was going to enjoy the journey, then so was his sense of morale.

“I never- I...I have to admit that I never really imagined this coming to life.” Remus babbled when the two of you stopped for air, but took the chance to begin getting the other undressed and out of your clothes. 

Nerves had plagued you. Your fingertips trembled ever so when you worked to unbutton the buttons on his dress shirt. The reality of what was happening, and what was about to happen had come to your realization. Remus didn’t even understand what kind of dirty things that you had imagined about him. If he knew even half of the scenarios that you had played out in your mind to get an ear ringing orgasm, it would bring a blush to his face.

The difference was that you hadn’t felt an ounce of guilt for it. Remus was a respectable, kind, and intelligent professor. He was a good person outside of a good professor. Why should you feel guilty for being attracted to someone like him? You supposed the answer was a weak one but still the truth -- and also one that you shared with Remus for his own dilemma.

You never thought that this would actually happen.

“Me either,” Your voice nearly cracked. “It doesn’t feel real.”

His eyes visibly darkened when your uniform blouse fell to the floor with a whisper of a thud. He almost couldn’t believe what he was seeing. When he had imagined it so many times, and now it was actually happening in real time -- his brain found difficulty in making logical sense out of it. 

His hands were planted on your sides the moment that your bra hit the floor, pulling your breasts closer to him so he could put his mouth to work. His tongue swirled your nipple, sucking and kissing them shamelessly.

A strain of a moan shivered from your chest. Your mind was already on its way to being a foggy puddle, and it wouldn’t be long before you were completely clouded over.

Remus’ slacks were discarded and tossed somewhere in the room without much care or regard. The head of his cock teased and pressed at the space between your thighs underneath the skirt that Remus didn’t bother to remove. 

In circumstances that were less rushed, Remus wouldn’t be this fast paced and desperate to get things moving. He liked to take his time and savor the moment, but this didn’t quite call for that.

There was a new rush of adrenaline, and at this point he was running off of pure hormonal energy. He swallowed hard at the feeling of his tip being just mere centimeters from where it wanted to be. He was so close. So unbelievably close. He literally just had to part your legs and pull you over his waist and fuck you the way that he had longed to. But there was a moment of bold clarity that stopped him in his tracks. 

There was a slight shaking in your legs, and it wasn’t from the overeagerness of the activity that you were mere seconds from partaking in. The hint of anxiety written over your features was enough to make Remus stop cold. He hadn’t stopped to think about how this situation was just as high-stakes for you as it was for him. He wasn’t the only party here, and he wasn’t the only one who was going to be affected. He needed to be absolutely sure that you were just as willing to take this risk as he was.

“[Y/N],” Remus stopped completely, looking at you sternly. “If you don’t want this, tell me now. If you’re unsure of this or have any doubt, then we won’t do this. I have to hear you say yes.”

There was hardly a passing moment. It was the most confident, surefire acceptance he had ever heard in his life. 

“Yes. I want this.” You nodded, your words clear as day.

That was all he needed to hear for the last crumb of doubt to dissolve away.

“Come here.” He rumbled, spinning around to where you were sitting on the corner of his desk.

His hands gripped the sides of your thighs, dragging you as far to the edge of the wooden structure as you could physically go to wrap your legs around his waist. His cock was twitching with anticipation, basically begging Remus to just do it. 

“Next time I promise I’ll take my time.” Remus chuckled, a genuine smile appearing on his face as he looked down at your sprawled out frame over his desk.

“Will there be a next time?” You swallowed, a glimmer of desire sparkling over your pupils as Remus looked into them.

Fuck. What are you even saying? Remus scolded himself. Next time? Absolutely not, Remus. Just this once.

Remus said it to himself, but he didn’t believe it. If this happened now, then he was nearly positive that it would happen again.

“I hope so.” He shuddered, his voice husky and smooth.

There was a slight pause, a twin breath was taken -- and you entered the point of no return. 

He lined himself up and slid in with the slowest speed that he could maintain. He shuddered out an exhale as he did so, keeping his head as level as he could.

There was a shared groan at the feeling. Remus’ mouth fell open as he rolled his hips forward to completely bottom out. It was taking every ounce of what was left of his self-control to start slow and tedious. This wasn’t a throwaway moment. He wasn’t using this time or using you just for sex. This was meant to be just as special for you as it was for him. 

He felt the way that you stretched around him as he filled you. His hands tightened around your thighs as he stood motionless for a moment, allowing both you and him to soak up this feeling. 

It felt so right. It was like you were a perfect fit for him. He had never experienced something that felt so flawless and so seamless. He wasn’t sure if it was the fact that he had imagined it so many times or if it was just that good -- but whatever it was, it was intoxicating. His head was buried in the crook of your shoulder with his chest pressed against yours.

“Doing alright?” Remus asked, his voice muffled against the skin of your shoulder that he had left a kiss on.

“Yeah,” You whispered. “I...I need you to-”

“I know, I know. Me too.” Remus took another deep breath as he stood tall once more, and pulled his hips back to withdraw his cock.

There wasn’t a pause before he pushed back in, allowing no time for second thoughts. He felt like he was spinning, and if it weren’t for his grip on your hips, he was certain he would’ve fallen over. Remus didn’t hesitate any longer or waste any more time. 

He found a rhythm, one that worked best for the both of you based on your most genuine noises of pleasure. It was a steady tempo, one that wasn’t too fast or too slow. He was consistent with his thrusts, and he didn’t leave any part inside of you untouched. 

The desk wobbled with his movements, and your grip on the edge of the desktop was the only thing keeping you from shifting out of place. It didn’t take long for stars to begin dotting in your vision. You had never had someone this experienced take this kind of position over you. It was new, and it was different. 

For now, any reservation that Remus had was gone. This was the rightest thing in the world to him right now. It was exceeding all of his dreams and expectations. How could he feel guilty about that?

Remus knew he’d be thinking about this for days. He knew that he’d be fantasizing about the next time and whatever he could dream up of doing to you. This was the beginning of something either really good or really bad...Remus wasn’t sure yet. 

You rotated your hips to meet his thrusts, allowing him to hit the perfect spot. You could tell with each push back in that he had been waiting for this moment. You could feel the pent up tension in every rough entrance.

“You’re taking me well. Atta girl,” Remus rumbled a chuckle, a little surprised. “How you doing?” Remus asked again, ensuring your comfort and complete pleasure.

“So good. Please don’t stop.” You pleaded.

Every nerve in Remus’ body was on fire. He was exploding with pleasure and satisfaction. The way that your mouth was parted in response to his thrusts and your eyes meeting his every so often was an image that he had to see again. The feeling of dragging in and out of you was addictive, and for a moment, he knew he wouldn’t be able to allow this to be a one-time occasion.

The noises were quiet. Remus’ awareness of getting caught hadn’t gone anywhere. Even with a locked door and dark room, he had a sliver of fear that someone would walk in. He’d never be able to talk himself out of that one. 

He needed to wrap this up. He feared that your friends would come looking for you or another professor would seek Remus for a work favor. In all honesty, it had been so long that Remus couldn’t last that long anyways. He couldn’t keep you here much longer, against his better wishes. 

If he could’ve had it his way, he would’ve kept you there all night.

His thrusts into you never stopped, and he could feel his tip prodding against the furthest part into you that he could possibly go. 

“I’m so...I’m going to...” You blubbered out.

Remus nodded with understanding, his head so full of fog that he couldn’t even form words. His grip on your thighs tightened, and he put all of his energy on making you finish. 

With that, you involuntarily clenched around him and a pitchy cry sounded out as you crashed over your release. He was close behind, feeling himself spiral. With just three more thrusts, he pulled out and spilled his own release. He let out his own groan of relief as you opened your eyes, beginning to float down from your climax. Both of you were breathing heavily, minds racing, and hearts pounding.

There was a brief moment of bliss as the two of you fell from your highs. You know good and well that you had never had it that good before, and it was taking you a little longer to recover. His chest heaved as he breathed, both with adrenaline and with realization of what had just happened.

He hovered over you again after a moment, watching you intently. He was careful when lifting your limp body to meet his. He recognized that starstruck, blown away look in your eyes. He didn’t know what to say. It felt unbelievably inappropriate to tell you how good you were, but he didn’t really understand why.

Remus felt fulfilled, but also very, VERY nervous.

This had to stay a secret. This was the most top secret, confidential, never-to-be-spoken-about incident to ever exist. Remus was a goner if anybody ever knew about this. He’d be shunned and disrespected, and rightfully so. This was over the line. Way over the line. 

He knew that he should’ve felt bad for having sex and sharing an intimate moment with a student that he was almost double the age of. He should’ve been ashamed of himself for breaking every rule and going against everything he ever stood for. He knew that he should’ve felt the absolute worst that he had ever felt.

But he didn’t. There wasn’t an ounce of remorse for what had just happened. As a matter of fact, he knew that this was almost a sorry attempt at what he could really do. 

This was a teaser. This was merely a taste of what it could really be like. This only made Remus want it a million times more.That scared him to death, and it made him do something that he rarely ever did.  

Remus began to panic. 

He reached for his pants (only letting go of you when he was sure you could hold yourself up) that were around his ankles, snatching them up and fastening them. He grabbed your discarded blouse as well, and he began to help you get dressed. You were looking at him anxiously, because he was making you nervous. He felt you staring at him, but he kept his eyes focused on his hands trying to get you dressed.

“Professor, I-”

“Shh. Stop,” He waved a shaky, dismissive hand. “Don’t say anything.”

His fingers trembled as he worked on getting the buttons of your shirt buttoned. Somehow, it felt worse putting the shirt back on you than it did taking it off.

“Professor,” You ignored him. “I...I don’t know what to do now.”

“I don’t either.” Remus adjusted the collar of your shirt back to how it was before.

You took it upon yourself to adjust anything else that was out of place while Remus put his own shirt back on. There was an extended silence while the two of you worked separately to compose yourselves, but it was an awkward kind of quiet that you couldn’t stand to sit in.

“Listen. I can’t just show up to class tomorrow and pretend everything is normal,” You grew stern with him. “We’ve got to figure something out.”

“I know, I know. You’re right,” Remus’ hands swept his hair back stressfully. “I just didn’t think this far ahead.”

You landed on your feet from sitting on the desk, and you stood just a few feet away from him with an apprehensive look. This was part of the whole “do now, think later” mantra. The problem was that the “later” had arrived.

“The professor-student relationship is still between us. We can certainly remain professional.” Remus said, taking a breath to settle himself.

“Yeah, but is it going to be uncomfortable?” You bantered back. 

Remus thought about that. He wasn’t sure how he was going to feel come Monday morning when you were sitting in your usual seat. Remus didn’t have an answer, which prompted you to go on.

“We’re mature. We can handle this the right way.” You reasoned. 

“Absolutely,” Remus agreed. “I just...need time to figure out what the right way is.” 

He felt stupid for being this unprepared. He should’ve been ready for this conversation. Now he felt like the world’s biggest douchebag -- rushing you out and not having an answer to any of your questions. 

“I...guess I need to go then.” You swallowed, taking heavy steps towards the door of his office.

Remus felt like he needed to say something. Whether it was something to ease your mind or something to make you feel better about this. But no words came out. He only watched you make it across the room to leave him in the silence and darkness of his lonely office.

“If this needs to be a one-time thing, I...I understand, Professor.” You stopped when you made it to the door, but he caught the slightest bit of disappointment in your tone

Remus weighed his options. Morally, that was likely the best solution. A one-and-done event. No strings attached. The two of you would go on your merry and separate ways, and neither of you would have that craving and nagging “what if”. That seemed like the most logical route, and the best one to take.

But deep down, it wasn’t the one that either of you wanted.

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[phaedraswriting]

Good Girl (Remus Lupin x Fem reader)

Everyone involved is over 18. 

MINORS DNI! 18+ ONLY

Summary: Rather than being a middle/high school, Hogwarts is in a college setting. Y/n sits in class with dirty thoughts filling her mind, and Professor Remus reads them. 

Word Count: 1,549

Warnings/Content: Smut, smut, and more smut. Dark Remus, shy/bimbo student. Aftercare, subspace, mean Remus. Unprotected PIV, breeding kink, smacking, Dom Remus, sub reader, Oral (fem receiving), NON-CON/RELUCTANCE, name calling (whore, slut). Remus can read mindsssss. Grammar mistakes for sure. Spelling mistakes.   I think that's it, if I miss anything let me know so I can update this <3 Use of You/ Y/N. 

This is my first ever smut, and really first story ever so please be kind <3

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You sat at your desk in DADA, waiting for the class to finally be over. Looking up every once in a while, to show Professor Lupin that you are still paying attention. How couldn't you, though? He was impossible to ignore. The way his jaw tightens when he gets frustrated, or thinks for a moment. His amber eyes and the way they gaze at you. You push your thighs together, waiting for any release that you might get.

You get lost in your thoughts, but are quickly pulled out of them when you hear a familiar whisper behind you.

 “Ms. Y/n. See me after class.” You feel yourself tense at his words, suddenly freezing in place. You nod quickly and unclench your thighs, feeling anxious. 

Before you know it, the bells are ringing and people start shuffling out of the class. Professor Lupin sits at his desk, looking at you as they all leave. 

“Ms. Y/n. Come here.” He says, his voice deeper than you remember, and it feels like honey on your skin. You move towards him slowly, getting your bag.

 “Yes, sir? Did I do something wrong Professor?” You ask shyly, watching his gaze as he looks you up and down. 

“You mean, besides being a little slut in my classroom?” He says without hesitation. 

“I- sir?” You were taken aback by his words, he has never spoken to anyone that way. And yet, you can feel the warmth pool in your core as he speaks to you. 

“All I have to do is look at you, and you get wet hm? Quite an accomplishment if I do say so myself.” Remus says coyly, obviously toying with you. 

You can’t stop your cheeks from burning a deep red, realizing that he has read your thoughts. Something so uncommon, you didn’t think your DADA professor could do it.

 “You underestimate me, pet. I can do more than just teach out of a book. And I promise that is a lesson you will learn. Starting today.” 

“Professor?” You say weakly, wondering what he will do. Will he tell Dumbledore? What if he kicks you out of class? What if you get expelled?

 “Geez, Y/n do you really think that low of me? Come now.” Remus takes your hand and pulls. Hard. He takes you to the back of the classroom, and into a door you didn’t know was there. 

He leads you through a corridor and walks to a wall, looking at it for a moment. After a few seconds, a door starts to appear on the wall. He smiles and pulls you in quickly, locking the door behind you. 

When you walk into the room of requirement, it has a large bed in the center, and bookcases adorning the walls. However, there are no books on the shelves, but rather interesting toys and items you have never seen before. 

Remus interrupts your thoughts and pushes you onto the bed, looking down at you. 

“Professor, I’m sorry. Please let me go, I won’t think about those things anymore. I- I’m sorry.” You say, pleading with him. He smiles warmly and kneels down in front of you. 

“Hey, princess. Look at me. “ He places his hand under your chin, raising it slightly. “You are not in trouble my dear. I promise. I actually quite liked your thoughts. I had no idea you were such a whore. “ 

He kisses your forehead, and releases his hold on your face.  “Lay down for me darling. “ He smiles at you, waiting. 

You look up at him, questioningly, before laying back onto the bed. 

“See, you are a good girl Y/n. Thank you.” He traces his hand up your thighs, pushing back your skirt. 

“Ah- Professor please” You moan slightly at his touch, as you feel the warmth from his fingertips trail up your thighs. 

Remus clicks his tongue and looks down at you. “Now Y/n, in here I am not professor. I think you know what to call me.” 

You bite your lip and look at him. “Remus I-” You feel a harsh stinging on your cheek as you realize he’s slapped you. 

“Y/n, you do not want to piss me off right now. Be good for me, and I’ll make you feel good, okay?” He says harshly, as he grips your thighs tighter. 

“Sorry daddy. “ You say, running your fingers over your stinging cheek. 

He groans for a moment, palming the rising bulge in his pants. Remus grabs your skirt, pulling it off of you in one motion, along with your panties. He holds them for a moment and smirks. 

“So wet already, whore? We haven’t even started yet.” He chuckles and pushes your legs apart, kissing down your thighs. His thumb finds your clit, tracing circles across it as you mewl under him. 

“Ah- daddy please” You say, almost whimpering. You try to close your legs instinctively, feeling how sensitive you are to his touch. 

“Yes, Y/n? Use your words, otherwise you won’t get what you want.” He says, with the same deep voice he used in the classroom. He moves his  hand away from you.

“I- I want you to eat me out daddy. Please? “ You beg, whimpering when he moves away from you. 

He smirks and pushes your legs apart again. You can feel his hot breath along your thighs as he continues to kiss up them before his tongue meets with your clit. He starts eating you out, suckling at your clit. After a few moments you close your legs tightly as you feel him plunge his fingers inside of you. You moan loudly, and he forces your legs apart again. 

“Keep them open if you know what’s good for you pet. “ He said harshly. 

You could feel a band tightening in your core, and he knew what was coming as you tightened around his fingers. He pulled away from you, pulling his slick fingers out of you as you throb. You whine under him for a moment before another slap stings your cheek. 

“Good girls only cum when they’re told, darling. “ 

When you look up at him, you notice something different in his face. His eyes appear to glow slightly now. He stares down at you and rips your shirt off, pulling your bra off with it. Your loud gasp breaks the silence as you feel the fabric disconnect from your body.  He takes one of your nipples between his teeth, nibbling roughly. Within moments you realize his pants are off, and you can see his cock for the first time. 

He leaves marks all over your breasts and stands for a moment, stroking his cock as you watch. He leans his head back, groaning at the feeling. He climbs on top of you again, and looks into your eyes as he pushes himself inside of you. You bite your lip, whimpering as you feel him stretch your tight walls. He pushes inside of you quickly, and roughly. He groans and kisses your neck, wrapping his arms around you. 

Remus sits for a second, letting you get used to his size. “Fuck. You are so fucking tight, pet. How I have kept my patience this long, I do not know.” He says through gritted teeth.

Soon after, he starts thrusting into you. He pulls you close to him, and you can feel burning down your back as he digs his fingernails into it. You run your hands down his back, doing the same.  

You feel yourself drift away, as his cock fills you completely. You are unable to form words, as he pushes himself into you. His thumb finds your clit once more and you find yourself mewling under him. 

“Mewing like a kitten for me darling? Pathetic. Cum, now. “ 

Almost instantly at his words, you feel that band in your core stretch and break as pure bliss washes over you. You spasm under him, tightening on his cock. He groans, and pulls you into his chest as you tighten your arms around his back. Shortly after you cum, you feel hot liquid start to fill you as his leaves bites down your neck, moaning on your skin. 

“You are such a good girl for me Y/n. Letting me cum in you, and fill you with my babies. Good girl. “ He says softly into your ear. 

You lay there, feeling like you’re floating as he kisses your head softly. He pulls out of you slowly, and leaves for a moment. He comes back with a warm cloth, cleaning you up. 

“Are you feeling okay darling?” He asked, genuinely caring.

You nod and smile at him sweetly, still feeling like you’re floating. Remus picks you up, carrying you into the bathroom and into an already prepared tub. 

“Let’s get you all cleaned up and warmed love.” He says sweetly, getting in the tub with you, holding you.

He helps you wash your hair and body, and gets a towel to dry you up with after. 

“Are you with me yet my love?” 

“Yes, Remy. I’m here.” You say tiredly, as you smile up at him. 

He smiles softly and kisses your head, carrying you to bed to cuddle, where you spent the rest of the night sleeping soundly in his arms. 

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[truefant4sy]

pt:2 "is it awkward?"

Second part to the series 'My love for sweets'

Remus lupinxblack!reader

summary: after their encounter in his office, class seems to be filled with an awkward air.

warnings: pet names (dove, sweetheart), kind of angst but a little bit of fluff, kissing/hugging and of course student teacher romance

it had been only a few days after their encounter inside his office and to say the least class had been awkward but after school grading sessions had been...well very silent after one of these silent grading sessions came to an end "y/n?" Remus broke the silence for the first time in days "yes?" he cleared his throat before speaking "I... I'm sorry about the other day I-" she interrupted him "it's fine I mean... I wanted you to" she admitted "did you?" he questioned she simply nodded he chuckled before leaning back in his chair " you miss y/n are truly a vixen" she smiled. "Well c'mere dove" he beckoned her over to him. she got up softly and wake around the old brown wooden desk she soon stood before him. she placed her hands onto his shoulders before straddling his lap their noses slightly touching as she sat on his lap. " Can I?" this time he asked for permission to kiss her way different from the first time. She simply nodded his mouth connect to her like connecting metal with a screw his tongue gracing the inside of mouth ever so slightly making her softly groan the feeling could be compared to being a child in the toy isle inside of store with so many options to choose from. The more she leant into the kiss all she could smell was the linger of coffee, ink and sugar and God did it make the experience much more intoxicating. knock knock. before she could do anything else Remus quickly lifted her off of his lap and stood up "enter please" the knob turned and before them stood professor snape "oh...I was hoping I could catch you...alone" he looked at Y/N with a smug look on his face as if he knew what happened seconds before he entered that look made her skin crawl with guilt "oh she was only helping me with paper work Severus" she stood there and watched the two men talk 'how could he be so calm as if we weren't almost caught?' she thought "well I think she should be getting back to her dorm and getting ready for bed don't you think miss L/N?" snape raised his eyebrow and stared at her awaiting her answer "yes I should" she nodded before walking to the door and leaving. Something told her she should stay and listen to what the men were saying to each other, but she instead headed to her dorm and quickly got ready for bed. This time she was excited to see what tomorrow what was going to be like.

The next morning, she was the first one up and in the common room waiting for her friends to wake up and head to breakfast "why are you up so early?" Hermione questioned as she stepped down the stairs "no reason just wanted to get an early start" she only nodded when Y/N answered soon harry, Ron were downstairs, they hall headed down to the great hall to eat and make small conversation "Y/N look behind you but don't stare okay" Ron said wide eyed "what huh?" she looked behind her only to catch of a glimpse of Draco Malfoy staring at her "oh my god" she turned around quickly and put her head down "is he still staring?" she asked "yeah. Is he still bitter about last year?" harry asked as he grabbed another piece and toast "I don't know, and I really don't care" she groaned.

A few classes later and the group made their way upstairs to the defense against the dark arts classroom and with every step upstairs her heart dropped lower and lower until finally they were inside and taking seats "quickly now, quickly" professor lupin beckoned the students in and waited to them got inside to start his lesson. as she stared at him she felt the room get hot his sleeve were rolled up the his elbow showing all of the scars that turned white with time his hair mousy and messy his face grubby with hair his tall legs covered with deep brown slacks his left wrist adorned with an old watch, which seemed to be the only thing that of value that he wore as the lesson went on her fantasy got more lewd. she raised her hand "yes miss L/N?" he asked in a tone that only made her clench even more "c-can i go to the nurses" she asked her voice failing her by crack "for?" he asked his head tilted "I just feel sick" he nodded wrote her pass and set it on her desk before returning back to the lesson she quietly thanked him grabbed her bag and left out the classroom with a certain quickness that made Hermione give her that look as she quickly walked down the hall she was nearly sent completely backwards as she bumped into someone as she picked up the things that fell out of her bag she could feel a familiar presences looming over her making her stop and she was doing and turn around she sighed as she saw they blonde nearly white hair "Y/N" he looked at her with that same look he constantly gave her last year "Malfoy"

she simply acknowledged him and continued picking up her things "can we talk?" he asked her his voice wavering "about what?" she spat out as she stood up and dusted herself off "about everything. I'm sorry I didn't want to have to break up with you like that Y/N" she simply nodded as he went on about how he did everything "look Draco I don't really know what to tell you because we did this all-last year if I feel like it then I might just come by and see what this talk is going to be about okay?" she said rolling her eyes already bored with his antics they had been off and on since their 4th year and last year she broke it off for good after they had broken up for the uncountable time again "tomorrow in the Slytherin room?" she nodded before walking off to the hospital wing. She remembered how they would meet there every Friday at midnight and make out for hours and ultimately, he took her virginity which led to their first break up when she found out he told his friends about everything and how it happened which led to the Slytherin table whispering about her for the rest of their 4th year and some of their 5th year too until it died down.

after her visit to Madam Pomfrey, she went to the rest of her classes and continued the day like normal of course with a few weird stares from Draco but she shook them off and went on like normal. Once night cam she left again and headed up to professor lupins office for their regular grading sessions and she sat in her usual chair across from him they sat in silence for a few moments "I know you weren't feeling sick y/n" her head shot up "huh?" he looked at her and sighed "if you want to leave class to meet with Draco then tell me the truth" he simply stated "I didn't -" he cut her off with a grunt "someone's jealous" she said under her breath. She was already irritated with Draco and now her professor caught himself trying to confront her over him. What the hell was her life "I'm not jealous Y/N I'm only telling you to be honest" he shot her a look that said completely different "yes you are" she stated back to him as if she was debating with him he simply grunted again trying to leave the situation alone "you don't deserve to be jealous, you kissed me" she said and rolled her eyes "keep it down" he said in a hushed annoyed voice "oh sorry sir should I just kiss you again to make you feel better or do want a blowjob now too?" she spat back to him "that is enough. Go back to dorm now." he stood up and looked at her. she only scoffed and stood up grabbing her bag and walking out.

what has she got herself into now.

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[writing-in-the-impala]

Secret Smokes (Part 10)

Pairing: Teacher! Remus Lupin x Reader

Series Summary: When the reader bumps into the new DADA professor on the bridge in Hogwarts she begins to build a friendship with him all thanks to their shared feeling of not belonging and love for muggle cigarettes. Their friendship blooms while they both fight internal battles deciding what is wrong and what is right leading to a lot of fluff, angst, flirting and a rollercoaster of emotions.

Warnings: Swearing, smoking, drinking, teacher-student relationship, angst, jealousy, fluff, smut.

Word Count: 2960

A/N: A lovely human asked me today if this fic is over and I thought damn I got to update quick before I lose all my readers. Hope 2024 is treating you all well, here's to the first post of the year!

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You opened your eyes scanning the room you're in, first you saw the curtains shut. Clothes neatly pilled on the side, a messy stack of books and parchment. Then you turned around and saw the back of Remus's head as he slept peacefully. Thoughts of guilt, lust and memories flooded your head. You began to think whether he regrets last night, was it just a drunk mistake, what do you say to him when he wakes up. You felt him move and turn towards you, on his face a gentle smile. "Morning dear, how'd you sleep?" He asked and kissed your forehead.

"Really well, you?" He scooped you closer with his arms to his chest.

"Let's ignore the conversation we have to have now and just savour this moment." He whispered while cuddling close to you.

"I like that idea." You replied breathing in his smell. Your heart felt full and you felt so comfortable like this was the place you were waiting to be your whole life, and he didn't seem to regret it but rather welcome it.

"Now dear would you like some coffee? Breakfast?" He asked softly not letting you go.

"What a gentleman." You joked in return.

"I try my best." He said with a wink before kissing the top of your head and standing up, he put on a T-shirt and his trousers from last night. "I'll start making the coffee, rest as long as you want."

You lay there in naked confusion and bliss, you were happy but you were confused. You had no idea how you will face him in class after waking up in his bed. You got out of bed putting on yesterdays clothes and grabbing one of Remus's sweaters for warmth before making your way down to the kitchen. The room smelt of coffee, Remus looked younger for a moment with messy hair and wearing no socks on the cold floor as he made coffee. He turned around with a smile. "Good morning, nice jumper." He said with a wink. He winked a lot you noted, maybe he was just as nervous as you right now. "Do you like it with milk or black?" He asked.

"Splash of milk please, no sugar." You confirmed and he followed your instructions and handed it to you. "Perfect thank you."

"Care to join me on the roof for a smoke and coffee? Then we can think of breakfast plans." He said walking towards the stair case and you followed. You sat down side by side on two chairs, it was cold but you didn't mind. "You know this has always been my guilty pleasure, coffee and a cig the morning after, I thought it made me cool." He admitted looking out onto London.

"It makes you look cold, I'm not sure if cool is the right word." You said and he laughed lightly to response, shaking his head.

"It used to calm my nerves because I wasn't sure what to do with a girl in the morning after, how guys are meant to act, so I figured out to start my mornings with a smoke and conversation, not that this is a common occurrence."

"What you don't sleep with your students often?" you joked to ease your discomfort about this whole situation.

"I don't sleep with anyone often, especially students."

"Why?"

"Because they're my students and I have somewhat of a professional-" You interrupted him by saying "No I mean why don't you sleep with people often."

"Y/N you know what I am."

"So?"

"So, being around me, close to me is not only dangerous but also a burden to a persons life. Therefore I've found it's better to focus on solitude and not burden anyone else who I may possibly care for. Y/N I am not a man I am-" You once again cut in to stop Remus Lupin from his usual self-loathing pit. "I'm hungry."

He quickly checked his watch "We could go to a bakery about 5 minutes away they should be open, we can grab some pastries if you'd like."

"What time is it?" You asked in fear.

"Half past nine, why do you need to be somewhere?" He asked with a slight painful tang behind his voice.

"The Weasleys, I was meant to be staying there. I need to go before they all wake up." You said leaving your coffee and heading down to Remus's bedroom, Remus followed you down.

"I'm sure you'll be okay, just tell them you fell asleep on the sofa." He tried to calm you as you put on your jacket and gathered your belongings.

"No, I'll never hear the end of this. Molly will kill me." You said in panic.

"Y/N you're an adult they'll understand, just stay finish your coffee, I can write to Molly that you are here." He said placing a hand on your shoulder to calm you.

"I'm sorry Remus I don't want to run like this but I have to, I don't want to try and explain why I'm here in the morning. Happy new year." You simply said to him as his face dropped into a frown.

"Happy New Year." He said quietly and you apparated to the Weasleys house. You didn't know that you left Remus with a feeling of enormous guilt, he felt like he used the opportunity of you drunk to sleep with you and now you regretted it. He was reminded of your age by the way you rushed home, you may be eighteen but you still sometimes behaved like someone's daughter and that made Remus feel uneasy about perusing you, especially when you have to rush home the morning after. Rush home to a friend of his. The guilt ate him alive as he cleaned the coffee that you didn't finished and put out your half-smoked cigarette. In that moment he made a decision, he messed up, he got close to you and kissed you because he couldn't control himself and based on how you ran out the house you obviously regretted everything.

You on the other hand felt guilty for leaving, Remus treated you nicer than anyone else you've ever slept with, he made you coffee, he cared, it filled your heart with warmth, you knew you'll have to apologise for how you left. You slowly walked through the house up to the spare room you were staying in when you bumped into Percy who was going to the bathroom. He gave you a quick look up and down in a judgmental way and didn't even say hi, then as you passed the twins' room they opened the door with big grins. "Nice jumper." They both said at once. You looked down and saw you left in Remus's jumper.

"Shit." You took it off in that very moment in panic. "Don't tell anyone." You warned them.

"Our lips are sealed." They said in unison. "Although we will high five him next time we see him." Fred shrugged.

"Don't you dare Weasley." You warned.

"So how was sleeping with our dear professor?" George asked.

"Was it everything you dreamed of?" Fred added.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Was it at least good?" Fred pushed.

"The best I've ever had. And he made me coffee in the morning and hugged me and kissed me." You felt like you were melting just thinking about it.

"The best?" Fred repeated.

"Who knew prof would be so good." George added.

"Let's not talk about it, I actually have to sit in his class after this." You felt a bit sick at the idea, that was the end of that conversation. You quickly went to take a shower and change. After that you wrote a letter to Remus apologising about leaving so soon and thanking him for the coffee. He didn't reply. You sent him another three letters over the next few days making sure he's okay however he didn't reply. So you got the message, and he did regret it, he was just being nice to you in the morning because he was a good person. You were nervous to go back to Hogwarts but you decided you won't let New Years stop you. You came back a week before term, and you thought it may be good to bump into Remus before term starts to talk. You went to the bridge but he didn't, you knocked on his office but no one answered, you even tried to find him using the map but it was like he was always waking away from you.

You finally saw him on the first day of term, he was sitting eating breakfast in the great hall with all the teachers. You received and owl and it was from him but he didn't look up at you at all.  The letter read:

"Welcome back to the new term miss L/N.

As previously agreed our tutoring continues to prepare you for you exams.

- Professor R.J.Lupin"

You looked up at him but he didn't look at you.

In his lesson that day you sat nervously in your seat, you were sitting next to Sebastian as you and Percy weren't on talking terms after New Years. "Are you okay?" Sebastian whispered watching you move around in your seat nervously waiting for Lupin to arrive to the classroom.

"Just nervous about exams." You explained to him, he put a hand on your leg to steady it. "It's okay you'll do great, I've got some calming fraught if you want it though." He said and you nodded. He slipped  you the potion and you drank it, you didn't realise that around the time Sebastian put his hand on your leg Remus was walking in the classroom and watching the whole interaction. "Better?" Sebastian asked and you nodded in response. "Thank you." You said and he gave you a smile before moving his hand from your leg as you had stopped shaking from stress. Remus cleared his throat as he stood at the front of the classroom. "Welcome back I hope you've all had a good new year," Remus said, looking at you intensely during the last three words. You instantly felt hot however because of the position you didn't feel worried instead slightly turned on as you looked back at him, after a moment of eye contact he ripped his eyes away.

"Now I'm sure you're all nervous, but I will get you as prepared for your exams as possible all I ask is for you to listen and pay attention and that way I can help you." He continued, his eyes kept catching yours as if he couldn't look away and you were now enjoying the attention as all stress had left your body. However the closer to the end of the lesson it got the more the potion started to wear off and you could no longer look Lupin in the eye, he noticed the change in you and was very confused, he simply couldn't read you, he knew you took a potion however he wasn't sure what you took, he suspected it was calming draught but he had to ask you in your tutoring session if you show up. You considered skipping it but you knew you had to speak to Remus sooner or later and you didn't want to fail your exams because of him.

You lightly knocked on his office door filled with a bit of anxiety, he was sitting marking papers when you came in and he smiled gently at you but you could see he was on edge just like you. "Good afternoon Miss L/N. I hope you had a good Christmas." He greeted you and it filled you with anger that he was just pretending nothing happened.

"Can we talk?" You asked quietly sitting down on a chair near the front.

"Is it about your studies?"

"Obviously not." You snarked and he sighed pulling up a chair opposite you.

"We shouldn't, it's my responsibility to prepare you for your exams and" he began before you interrupted with a simple. "Remus." He loosened his tie and sighed.

"I'm really sorry Y/N. I'm really sorry for what I did, I should've been the responsible adult, I'm your teacher for fuck sake." He began and he looked visibly upset.

"Do you regret it?" You asked gently.

"Obviously, I shouldn't have put you in that situation. I pushed myself onto you, I knew my feelings for you I shouldn't have spoken to you at all if I was drinking."

"But I wanted to kiss you."

"Y/N I'm your teacher." He said as a matter of fact.

"So I don't care do you? Answer honestly."

"No." He shook his head and swallowed hard.

"Would you want to kiss me again?" He did say anything he just looked at your lips. "Answer honestly Remus." You added and he shook his head.

"Then do it." His eyes didn't leave your lips for a moment and then he made eye contact with you and he simply said "I can't."

"Why?" You asked him pleading.

"Because I am falling incredibly hard for you, and all I'm going to do is hurt you. Because I am your teacher. Because I can't offer you anything much more than a tea and a great music taste and an awful lot of knowledge on books."

"I don't care, you made me feel special, you make me feel loved."  You continued to beg.

"Don't lie to me I saw how you ran out the house." He said with a angry and annoyed tone.

"I wrote to you three time to apologies, and you ignored every single letter." You said feeling like you're about to cry.

"You did?" His complexion changed suddenly.

"Yes. But I got the message that you rather ignore all this happened."

"Y/N, I wanted to make you coffee, take care of you and then talk to you like an adult about what this means for our lives here, but you ran out and the only letter I received was this from Percy." He said pulling out a letter that was crumbled up in his pocket, the address was Hogwarts, of course, all your letters went to the cottage but he didn't go there he came straight to the castle it all clicked.

"Why did Percy write to you?" You asked softly and he just handed you the letter to read.

"Dear professor Lupin,

As head boy I urge to remind you that you are our professor within and outside school grounds. And I believe you don't need to be reminded of school rules, especially for a man with your condition losing this job may be disastrous.

Happy new year, P. Weasley Head boy of Gryffindor"

"That prick." You said quietly and looked up at Remus. "I promise I didn't tell him anything."

"How would he know?" Remus asked he looked like you betrayed him.

"Your jumper," you began and Remus have you a puzzled look. "I came home in it the morning after and Percy saw me, he gave me a look of hate, we haven't talked since." You answered honestly. "Remus I'm sorry about this, can you ignore it and can we have this conversation based on our own opinions." You said and Remus sighed.

"No matter what I am your teacher and we've crossed a line."

"How do you expect me to focus in your lessons after what you've done to me professor?"

"Fuck you calling me professor like it doesn't turn you on." He said looking away and taking a deep shaky breath. "Can I kiss you one last time dear?" He asked and you nodded. And he leaned over the desk to kiss you slowly, the kiss was desperate and slow, as if he was savouring the moment, he put a hand on your cheek and tucked your hair behind your ear just like he did that first morning.

"Don't make it the last." You said as soon as he pulled away.

"Dear, as soon as you realise I'm just a broke man who's been cursed since childhood the sooner you'll realise you don't want me, so many men will be able to offer you the world, I won't."

"I hate you, I hate that you won't even give yourself a chance to be happy." You said feeling like you're about to cry.

"Y/N I'm trying to protect you." He pleaded.

"Or maybe you're just trying to protect yourself from feeling any good emotion in your life?" You said standing up. "Maybe you don't realise you're hurting me by not even trying, by leading me on."

"I'm sorry Y/N, I truly don't know what I'm doing, I wish I was, let's leave this conversation for another day let's start working on revision."

"Remus how am I meant to sit here and listen to you teach me while all I can think about is wether you like me just for sex, wether it's because you get turned on by fucking your student, wether you're just lonely and I'm convenient or wether an ounce of you actually cares about me."

"Y/N, if you want to have this conversation with me you need to act your age not frantically shout your thoughts at me like a school girl." He said harshly his mood becoming a lot more authoritarian.

"I am a school girl! I hate you Remus Lupin, I hate how you treat me, I hate you for making me feel like I mattered for you to just change your mind when it's convenient. I hate Percy for that letter. But I really hate you." You said pushing the tears away from your eyes.

"I'm not surprised, I hate me too." He said looking down at the desk and then he went silent.

"No Remus. I didn't mean-" You began realising your emotions got the better of you, truly you were scared about how much you liked him, how dependent you were becoming on him, how life wasn't the same without him.

"You've said enough. Goodbye." Remus said turning around and walking upstairs to his office without a single turn back to face you. And that was the last time you saw Remus Lupin that week, the next lesson you had with Lupin was taken over by Snape, and even your tutoring was now with McGonagall. Lupin returned on Friday evening, you saw him in the great hall during dinner, that's when you received and owl from him which was rare during dinner...

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[moonysbxtch0]

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Summary: Remus never thought that he would fall for a student and neither did Y/N think that she would fall for her professor.

Part one : Arrival in Hogwarts

Pairing : Remus Lupin x werewolf student

Warnings : Slight mention of violence

Ao3 link : https://archiveofourown.org/works/39275319/chapters/98278626

You were were a moaning mess ,the hands that were placed on your waist were gripping the place , surely causing bruises judging from their roughnesses.The tongue which made you automatically arch your back as it swirled around your nipple and the teeth that grazed the later sent a  bolt of pleasure  right down your clit.

The agonising deep slow thrusts,combined with lips on your swollen nipple and the other hand which was rotating the nipple,that wasn't getting much of attention before ,between the middle finger and thumb were getting you closer and closer to your release.

Lips were moving from your nipple to your neck and dangerously close to your ear , licking and teasingly biting it were whispering the filthiest things.You moaned when one of the hands on your waist slipped down between your legs and rubbed your clit without stopping the hard thrusts

You felt your release closing and as you were about to cum,a voice was heard.You opened your eyes slowly. The piercing golden light of the morning sun, which made its way past the gap of the closed curtains was blinding your eyes. You put a hand to prevent it from doing so any further. 

You slowly came to your senses and realised that you had a wet dream. You groaned in annoyance at the fact that you saw that dream and because of the pain that had taken over your body.It felt like someone had beat you till they couldn't anymore, like someone had used the Cruciatus curse on you until their magic run out. So to put it simply the pain was unbearable. 

"Dear? Is everything okay?" A concerned voice was heard from outside the door. You realised that it was your mother.

"Yes mum. Everything is fine."

"Can I enter?"

"Give me a minute."

You got up from the floor ,every muscle ached and it felt like you had died and came back to life.You were barely staying on your feet. You were cold. You needed to wear something as fast as possible or you would probably catch a cold. 

You lowered your eyes to your naked body and noticed that a new scar had formed on your thigh.You groaned in frustration. Somehow your eyes caught sight of a towel on your bed. You slowly made your way there, every step that you took made you feel like you would faint on the spot. You managed to wrap the towel around your body and gripped the sheets of your bed from the pain when you sat on the bed. You took a deep breath before talking. 

"You can walk in mum." The moment you said that your mum entered inside the room as quickly as she could. 

"How was it this time dear?"

"Okay."

You put on a fake smile. Your parents and brother were always worried about you. You decided last year that you would not make them feel that way anymore. Even if you were suffering you would tell them that you were fine. 

"Any new wounds?" She moved her eyes to your thigh and her eyes widened. 

"Only one on my thigh this time."

She sat next to you and you shifted positions so you could face her. Your mother was a healer,a good one at that. She always treated your wounds when you were home because healing was not your strongest point. You could barely treat a wound with magic. Shameful truly... healing was a must with your condition. 

"This is going to sting a bit. Be strong okay?" 

She had that one voice that you hated hearing. She was worried. She made quick work of her wand and after cleaning the wound she treated it. She applied a healing cream that Madam Pomfrey had given you before your 6th year was over. 

" I don't want to hurry you but the Hogwarts Express will depart in one hour. Take a quick shower and meet us downstairs, okay?" 

"Okay mum."

The bleeding had stopped but the wound was still fresh. You needed to treat it again after taking a shower. You walked to the bathroom,waited for the bath to be filled with water and slowly slid inside when it was.

You let out a sigh as you let your head fall back. You always found a hot bath relaxing after a full moon.You closed your eyes ,in attempt to clear your mind but your mind went to the day everything happened. 

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You were young ,careless. You and your friends had been up for a little adventure during the summer, when you were 13 years old. Eventhough your parents had not allowed you to go out that day because they had heard some nasty  rumours about dangerous people being in town ,you defied them.

You had sneaked out of the house,spent the whole day with your friends and when it was time to go back home ,you seperated ways with them. It was dark ,the streets were empty. It felt like you were visiting a graveyard. You were not far from your home when you saw a wounded man, laying on the floor. He had blood stains on his  shirt. You walked closer to him ,to check if he was okay.

"Are you okay Mister?"

He barely opened his eyes. He put his hand on his hip and got up ,clearly struggling to do so. He froze as he noticed the shadow behind you. He pushed you as hard as he could.

"Run!" You were confused, what was going on?

"A kid" A voice was heard.You tilted your head to see the man and you froze on the spot. This man was scary. The scariest person you had ever come across to. He was like those bad guys, those villains that always died at the end, that your mum would describe when she told you a story to make you fall asleep. He had a smug expression on his face "you  will be useful to me when you grow up."

"I think I should go." You gulped as you got up from the ground. You did not even realise that you had gotten up. Your legs had moved on their own accord. 

"Where are you going? The fun is about to start now." He smiled when the moon rose higher and lightened the whole place. The sliver light made it more visible to see his face and all you could think about was wanting to run. "Just in time." 

He smiled as a terrible pain took all over his body. He was changing, transforming. You had guess of what this man was. You had studied a bit about his kind but never came across one.You found it difficult to breathe, your chest felt tight. 

"No!" 

You shouted and started running, leaving the wounded man behind you.You had to put yourself first, no matter what now. You were fast but not fast enough. The man managed to grab hold of your wrist, making you stop on your feet.You couldn't move, his grip was painful. It happened in a blink of eyes, his teeth,sharp, covered in  saliva pierced the skin of your hip,leaving a mark there. 

You screamed in pain, the warm liquid, which you realised that was blood started spreading over your body. It felt like he was going to tear your hip from your body, like he was going to tear you apart.

"Let me go!" You shouted with tears on your eyes. Windows which had been closed started to open one after the other ,lights appeared on each one and then the person removed his teeth, which were covered with blood from your body. 

"I will find you again." He was still ongoing his transformation when he  disappeared. You fell on the floor,the world was spinning around, everything became black. 

<•>

"Bloody idiot."You murmured as you put a towel around your body to dry yourself.After doing so you bandaged your new scar and got dressed. After a few minutes you walked downstairs, your parents were sitting around the table.

"Morning." You nodded as you made your way to the the table. You filled your plate with the different kind of foods your mum had prepared. She always cooked your favourite dishes during the week when the full moon would happen and you were grateful. You loved her so much even though you didn't mention it out loud at times. 

"How are you?" 

You met your father's eyes.He was smoking, using his pipe. One hand was holding that carefully and the other was holding the newspaper.You never understood why he even read that. The daily prophet was mostly filled with lies. 

"Good." You smiled and started eating your food.You hummed in satisfaction as you took that first bite. The taste was immaculate. 

"Are you sure?" You eyed your brother.

"I said I am fine Christopher. " You sighed and continued to eat.You could feel that he was still staring at you. 

"Well mum told us you hurt yourself again this-"

"I said, I am fine!" You slammed your hand in the table ,raising your voice a bit higher than you had meant to.Your brother stared at you but said nothing. Fuck. You knew that  Christopher was just looking after you. "I'm sorry." You sighed."You don't have to worry about me ,that's all."

"It's okay ,we get it." Your brother gave you a smile.He was the sweetest brother despite the fact that he was a dick most of the time.

"Thank you Christopher . " You smiled at him and started eating again. You were almost done when your father's voice caught your attention again. 

"I advise you to be careful this year in school." 

"Why is that?"

"Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban."

"I am aware. What does that have to do with me?"

"He will most likely try to break in Hogwarts." Your father eyed you as he took a sip from his drink." He will want to finish what he started years ago." You kept eye contact with him and your expression told him to continue talking, say what he had meant to. "Word is he is after the Potter boy."

"Harry?" 

"Yes. He was close to the boy's parents and betrayed them. I am sure you already know what else he did to be put in Azkaban."

"Will Harry be safe?"

"He will. The ministry has already taken precautions ,not to mention that with Dumbledore in Hogwarts, Black would be fool to try and kill the boy."

"Precautions- meaning?"

"Dementors will be guarding the school. You ought to be careful...they are disgusting creatures. "Your father worked in the ministry so it was easy for him to know this sort of information. 

"So am I." You shrugged your shoulders. You mother gasped and the fork she had on her hand fell on the floor.

"Y/N !" She had warned you multiple times to not say that kind of stuff around her.It was your way of coping if being honest but they didn't understand that. 

"Okay okay." You sighed. " I get it ...you don't like my humour ." You wiped your lips and got up from the table.

"It's not funny." Your brother said.

"It is to me." You yawned." Now can you please take me to platform 9¾. I need to be there if I don't want to miss the Hogwarts express. "

You father sighed as he got up from his seat , folded the newspaper and placed it on the table. 

"Let me accompany you."

You parted ways with your father as you boarded the train. You looked around for your friends and noticed Oliver sitting alone in a cabin. 

"Hey there captain- mind if I join you?"He smiled when he noticed you.

"I don't. Percy and Penelope will be here soon." 

He let you sit near the window. You found the view to be quite comforting. After rough nights, the spectacular view of September always improved your mood. 

"Rough night?" He raised an eyebrow when he noticed your tired expression. 

"You have no idea. " You smiled weakly. 

"Well ,you need to shape up. This is our last year- I want to win that coup one way or another."

"Sure." You leaned your head on the window, eyes already betraying you by closing. You needed a good sleep. "Do not wake me up when the trolley witch comes this time." You yawned. 

"Are you sure? You love the stuff she has."

"I haven't slept all night. If it's possible I want to wake up when we arrive in Hogwarts. "

You were barely keeping your eyes open. You glanced at Oliver and his shoulder looked very comfortable at the moment. He must have understood you because he patted it and you leaned on it. You had almost fallen asleep, almost, until Percy's voice woke you up. 

"Not again!" Percy had an annoyed expression on his face as he opened the door ,followed by his girlfriend, Penelope. 

"What?" Oliver raised an eyebrow. 

"Are you two a thing again now?" 

"No!" You forced your eyes open. "I'm just not feeling well."

"Good." Percy sat in front of you, followed by Penelope who gave you both a nod."Because when you broke up ,you ruined our friend group as well."

"Shut it head boy " You kicked his leg playfully and closed your eyes again. As much as you hated that, Percy was right. You and Oliver dated for over 2 years and when you broke up last year it completely ruined your friendship. Percy and Penelope didn't want to take sides but felt like they had to and you hated yourself for that. 

Oliver had been a nice boyfriend. You both were committed to the relationship up to  certain point. You had dated a few guys before Oliver but never moved things past the talking stage. Oliver wanted some time to focus on quidditch and as time passed you understood that you didn't like Oliver.If you still dated, it would only make it harder to break up. So when you did, it took months for the two of you to speak again. 

You woke up when you heard commotion. "- heard it went after Potter." 

"Why after him?"

"I don't know. Ron told me that it only attacked him. "

"What's going on? Who attacked Potter?" You yawned and rubbed your left eye with your finger. 

"Oh. You are awake." Oliver smiled. "A dementor did."

"Oh." 

"You don't seem surprised by the fact that a dementor was this far from Azkaban. " Penelope said.

"Dad told me that they will be guarding Hogwarts this year."

"What?!" Percy and Oliver said at the same time.

<•>

You wanted to sleep so badly, you were in no condition to go in the Great Hall. But Oliver and Percy dragged you so you had no other choice. The three of you had sat on your usual seats and you noticed Harry doing the same. 

"Alright there Harry?" You asked.

"Mhm. I am fine ,don't worry."

He gave you a weak smile.You were somewhat close to him. You became friends because of Snape, the enemy of my enemy is my friend they say. He had put you both in detention more times than you could count last year and that's how your friendship was born. 

The sorting hat ceremony started and first years joined their houses. You welcomed the new Gryffindor students with a smile on your face and shook their hands.After having eaten dinner Dumbledore clapped, getting everyone's attention. 

Well almost everyone's. You were half asleep so you had rested your chin on your palm trying to get some sleep. 

"Pssst."Something hit your head and you opened your eyes annoyingly. 

" What Fred? "

" Not fair to sleep if the rest of us are forced to stay awake. "He smiled as he eyed George. 

" No one is stopping you from doing so. "You rubbed your eyes and moved your attention to Dumbledore. 

"... On a happier note" Dumbledore said. "I'm pleased to welcome two new teachers to our ranks this year. First Professor Lupin, who has kindly consented to  the post of Denfense Agaist the Dark Arts teacher ." 

The professor got up, bowed  in sign of respect and some students applaused. He had shabby clothes, looked sick and terribly tired. He reminded you of the condition you were in right now. What if he was a werewolf like you? You smiled at yourself at the foolish thought. Except the man who bit you, you had never come across any other werewolf and the chances of meeting one were slim. Professor Lupin must have been sick that's all.Except the tiredness that you had noticed when he stood up from his chair, you also had noticed the kind smile he had on his face. At least he managed to leave a good impression on you and it seemed that Harry, Ron and Hermione had also formed a good opinion about him. 

"Let's hope he is not like Lockheart." Percy said and you and Oliver started laughing when you remembered him.Lockheart had been the dumbest professor you've ever had. 

"He was a complete idiot!" You were still laughing. "Not to mention full of himself. "

"Rember how everyone was crushing on him?" Oliver added. 

"Merlin- I still don't understand how they found him attractive. "

"I guess we will never know."

AN: I'm still new to this app and I'm tryna figure out how to post stuff here 😃 Anyway excuse any grammar mistakes I might have done , english is not my main language.

Remus and reader will meet each other in the next chapter. If you're interested to see how it goes you can already find the fic in Ao3 , 505 - moonysbxtch.

Part 2 :

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Masterlist

Ao3

** is smut

Remus Lupin

*Be Mine- V-day*(Professor Lupin)

*First-Time*(Marauders Era)

*Thigh-riding*(Professor Lupin)

*Punish You*(Professor Lupin)

*Extra Help*(Professor Lupin)

*Forgive Me, Father*(Priest Remus)

*Hide*(Professor Lupin)

*Daddy's Girl*(Stepdad Remus)

Sirius Black

*Skinny Dip*(Marauders Era)

*The Order*(Older Sirius x Harry's Friend Reader) (Part 1)

*The Order*(Older Sirius x Harry's Friend Reader) (Part 2)

*Relax, Love,*(Stepdad Sirius)

Wolfstar

Under the Mistletoe-Wolfstar Xmas(Remus POV)

James Potter

*Cheer Up*(Marauders Era)

*My Brother's Best Friend*(James Potter x Y/n Black Marauders Era)

*Distraction*(Marauders Era)

Marauders

*I Want You Both*(Remus Lupin x James Potter x Reader)

Marlene Mckinnon

*Victory*(Marauders Era)

Severus Snape

*Virgin*(Professor Snape)

*Cockwarming Parts 1+2*(Professor Snape)

*Valentine's Day*(Professor Snape)

*Detention*(Professor Snape)

*Meeting*(Deathe Eater Snape ft. Lucius Malfoy)

Lucius Malfoy

*Assistant*(Older Lucius x Younger Reader)

*Meeting*(Lucius Malfoy ft. Severus Snape)

Tom Riddle

*Teacher's Pet*(Professor Tom Riddle)

Draco Malfoy

*Fooling Around*(Male Reader)

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