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James “and then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like ‘I love you’” Potter
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hihimissamericanbi · 3 months
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FAVE HP SMUT CREATORS
Ever since I got that lovely anon asking for the best smut I've ever read, it got me thinking about some of my favorite smut creators in general.
So here is a very non-exhaustive list of fan-fucking-tastic smut writers and artists I've come across in the HP fandom that weren't mentioned (shamefully) in my last batch. Feel free to add to the list! We must keep the people fed.
xoxo go take a sip of cold water girl
WRITERS
@spookymoonie
Lord Espooky came into this fandom guns a-blazing with their kink headcanon a day for Wolfstar and it has spiraled from there. They GET IT. He has a super well-organized masterlist pinned to his tumblr ft tons of different kinks, fic lengths, scenes, etc. Go. Now.
@fiveht
The definition of IYKYK. Daddy kink isn't super my thing, but Five makes me enjoy it. If you vibe with age gap daddy Remus and pretty boy Sirius, their Adore series is a must-read. They also have a stellar A/B/O Wolfstar fic plus podfic and write some Marvel too!
@greenvlvetcouch
An absolute legend in this fandom. Wolfstar, Jeggy, Rosekiller. Gritty, chewy, embodied sex.
@emeryhall
Emery writes sex the way some people breathe. Like it's just part of the narrative. It's SO punchy. And also she is the queen of Crack Smut.
@kaaaaaaarf
Patron saint of Wolfstar hatefucks. mic drop.
@cancerravenclaw
We snagged MK over to Wolfstar from the clutches of Dramione. Her series "mk's kink exposé" could also be called "celine's kink exposé." I'll just leave that there.
@wolfpants
Everything they create is magic, but they are especially known for rare pairs and Dronarry.
WRITERS AND ARTISTS
@aspiring-artist-em
The queen of Lesbian Wolfstar. Both art and fic. Also queen of humiliation and pain kink and Walburga psychological trauma. ye be warned.
@upthehillnsfw / @upthehillart
I am afraid no one is ready for this art. Truly. Tons of different ships, positions, acts. I gasp every time. And their Pansmione fic is epic (which I have talked about before).
ARTISTS
@industrations
I highly recommend getting on Indi's Patreon so you can enjoy their NSFW drawings, mostly Wolfstar and Jegulus, occasional Rosekiller. Too many iconic moments to count.
@waxingrunes
The officially-sponsored artist of Five's Adore series. Look, their work is nothing short of indulgent. Shhhh don't worry about the physics just let it happen. And by It I mean Remus' big dick hands.
@basiatlu
By beloved. The one. The only. Bosh's drawings are so ALIVE. They leap off the screen. Her Drarry is nothing less than iconic. She also dabbles in other characters/ships like Wolfstar and Blackcest. Siriusly, you can't go wrong.
DRARRY SMUT
OKAY, Drarry people. There are so so many excellent Drarry smut writers it is impossible to name them all. Here are but a tiny handful I have pulled from my bookmarks. I'm happy to rec specific fics if asked :)
@cavendishbutterfly, @bixgirl1, @l0vegl0wsinthedark, @shiftylinguini, @kbrick, @fluxweeed, @academicdisasterfic
MORE
I'm tagging those other creators from older asks because I can't put this list out there without them on it <3
@crushofdoves @we-are-swearwolves @tenthousandyearsx @theresthesnitch @lqtraintracks Quietlemonhush @cuddlebugsirius
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hearts4court · 7 months
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Kinktober!🎃🦇
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A/N: I’m really excited to do this. all of these will be blurbs!! they will be a little short, since school takes up most of my time my posts will either be posted late in the day OR the day after. they will be late, a lot of them. This can be found on my masterlist, or navi. <3 I was originally supposed to do three days for each other the people i write for… but i lost motivation for some of them, so now it’s just who i feel like writing for.
can y’all tell what my fav kink is?
Main Masterlist!
WEEK ONE:
Sun, Oct. 1st: Praise!Kink with Regulus Black.
Dom!Regulus Black X afab!reader.
Mon, Oct. 2nd: Choking!Kink with Regulus Black.
Dom!Regulus Black X afab!reader.
Tue, Oct. 3rd: Degradation!Kink with Regulus Black
Dom!Regulus Black X Fem!reader.
Wed, Oct. 4th: Voice!kink with Sirius Black.
Dom!Sirius Black X afab!reader.
Thurs, Oct. 5th: Breeding!kink with Sirius Black.
Dom!Sirius Black X fem!reader.
Fri, Oct. 6th: Overstimulation with Sirius Black.
Dom!Sirius Black X fem!reader.
Sat, Oct. 7th: Praise!kink with James Potter.
Sub!James Potter X afab!reader.
꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱
WEEK TWO:
Sun, Oct. 8th: Size!kink with James Potter.
Dom!James Potter X afab!reader
Mon, Oct. 9th: Bondage!kink with James Potter.
Dom!James Potter X fem!reader.
Tue, Oct. 10th: Breeding!kink with Remus Lupin.
Dom!Remus Lupin X fem!reader.
Wed, Oct. 11th: Praise!kink with Prof!Remus Lupin.
Dom!Prof!Remus Lupin X Fem!reader.
Thurs, Oct. 12th: Rough!sex with Remus Lupin.
Dom!Remus Lupin X afab!reader.
Fri, Oct. 13th: Hair pulling!kink with Dream.
Dom!Dreamwastaken X Fem!reader.
Sat, Oct. 14th: Hate Sex with Dream.
Dom!Dreamwastaken X afab!reader.
꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱
WEEK THREE:
Sun, Oct. 15th: Innocence!kink with Dream.
Dom!Dreamwastaken x virgin!fem!reader.
Mon, Oct. 16th: Breeding!kink with Sapnap.
Dom!Sapnap X fem!reader.
Tue, Oct. 17th: Soft!sex with Sapnap.
Dom!Sapnap X afab!reader.
Wed, Oct: 18th: Cockwarming with Sapnap.
Dom!Sapnap X fem!reader
Thurs, Oct. 19th: Knife!play with Chucky.
Dom!Charles Lee Ray X Fem!reader.
Fri, Oct. 20th: Praise!kink with Chucky.
Dom!Charles Lee Ray X fem!reader.
Sat, Oct. 21st: Blow and smoke with Chucky.
Dom!Charles Lee Ray X bitchy!afab!reader.
꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱
WEEK FOUR:
Sun, Oct. 22nd: Bondage!kink with Charlie.
Dom!Charlie X afab!reader.
Mon, Oct. 23rd: Being needy for Charlie.
Dom!Charlie X fem!reader.
Tue, Oct. 24th: Praise!Kink with Charlie.
Dom!Charlie X afab!reader.
Wed, Oct. 25th: Breeding!kink with Schlatt.
Dom!husband!Schlatt X fem!wife!reader.
Thurs, Oct. 26th: Teasing with Schlatt.
Dom!Schlatt X sassy!afab!reader.
Fri, Oct. 27th: Somnophilia with Schlatt.
Dom!Schlatt X fem!reader.
Sat, Oct. 28th: Praise!kink with Tiffany Valentine.
Dom!Tiffany Valentine X Fem!reader.
꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱
LAST THREE DAYS:
Sun, Oct. 29th: Dacryphilia with Tiffany Valentine.
Dom!Tiffany Valentine X afab!reader.
Mon, Oct. 30th: Bondage!kink with Tiffany Valentine.
Dom!Tiffany Valentine X fem!reader.
Tue, Oct. 31st: Thigh!kink with Billy Hargrove.
Dom!Billy Hargrove X Fem!plus size!reader.
Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.
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adharastarlight · 5 months
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Tis The Season
Eight: Music
Jegulus smut with maybe... some plot? Sirius doesn't know (just like if you know me irl? you dont) about jegulus at all... anyway, there's a reason James always has his music on too loudly
“Turn the music down, James!”
The brunette heard his best friend's yell echo from across the hall but he wasn't listening. He was also one hundred percent sure that Sirius would rather hear the possibly too loud bass of his music than the noises his little brother was making.
“Sh-shit, Jamie, fuck,” Reg managed the words between gasped moans, nails digging into the older boy’s back.
He cursed, “that's it, baby, you're so fucking perfect.”
The younger whimpered, arching into him further and throwing his head back, exposing that beautiful neck. That neck he knew he wasn't meant to mark. But it was right there. It was taunting him. Regulus let out a gasped moan when his boyfriend started sucking and biting at his neck. He would've said something, that it was a bad idea maybe, if he wasn't slowly going insane with bliss. A slightly louder moan tore free from him, almost animalistic, when James reached between them to rub circles against his clit, slowly, faster, faster, fuck.
“So good for me, angel.” James grunted at the nails scratching down his back, his hips stuttering slightly, “I'm so close, fuck.”
“Jamie, merde.”
The brunette moaned into his neck, against the skin he'd probably bruised by now, cursing as his boyfriend came, clenching around him. His hips lost their rhythm as he came, pressing fleeting kisses against Reg's neck and shoulders and collar bones as he slowly lowered himself to lie on top of him.
Regulus let out a soft huff as the older man's weight pressed into him and reached up to card his fingers through his hair gently, “hi sweetheart.”
He smiled and reached over for the remote for the stereo, turning down the music and pressing a kiss to the other's temple, “you need to find a way to be quieter, angel.”
“We've music and you like it when I'm loud.”
“Sirius yelled for me to turn it down, he'll catch on at some point.”
“That's his problem, not mine.”
James laughed softly, “it'll be your problem when your boyfriend is hung drawn and quartered, my love.”
“He wouldn't hurt my boyfriend!”
“I mean in his defence, he has no idea-”
“...Stop making excellent points.” He kissed his nose and tugged on his hair gently, “I liked the new mixed tape.”
“I thought you would.”
Reg smiled, about to reply and ask when he'd made it, but a holler came up the steps again. Followed by impatient stomping on stairs.
“James! You arse! It's your bloody turn to cook dinner! What the fuck are you doing in here?” The handle of his room twisted but the door remained closed, the brunette muffling his laugh in his boyfriend's neck. “Why the fucking hell is your door locked? Prongs! Come and make dinner you arse!”
“Go.” The younger whispered it into his hair, shushing the protest he knew was coming, “I'm fine, my love, I'm great actually. I'll be even better if my brother doesn't come barging in here. Go on.”
“Prongs!”
“Coming, I'm coming! Chill, Pads.” He pulled away reluctantly and kissed the figure smiling under him before rolling out of the bed and tugging on his boxers and joggers. He chuckled softly when his boyfriend lobbed his tee at him, lowering his voice to a whisper, “what's this for?”
Regulus grinned and tugged the duvet over himself, “you've scratches.”
“You're such a cat.”
“And you're such a stag, now shoo.”
The older boy scoffed and tugged on the tee before slipping out of his door, making sure it closed behind him before his best mate could look in, “you're very impatient, Pads.”
Sirius scanned him curiously, but merely shrugged and started walking downstairs, “what were you even doing? You're all flushed.”
“Pull-ups, sorry about the music, didn't realise how loud it was when I was in the moment.”
“It's alright, you're lucky Reggie doesn't mind that kind of music.”
“Yeah, really lucky.” He smiled to himself and clapped his mate on the back, “right, what d'you want for dinner?
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“Reg!!! It's dinner!”
Regulus groaned at his brother's holler and rolled out of the bed he'd buried himself back into after his quick shower. He grabbed his shirt from the side and cursed under his breath at the state of it. They'd maybe been a little frantic to get the clothes off earlier.
“Regulus!”
“I'm coming you grumpy old dog!” He called back, reaching into his boyfriend's wardrobe for one of his tees which fell just above his knees, foregoing his boxers and trousers because… making said boyfriend suffer was awfully good fun.
James looked up as the younger boy walked into the lounge and almost choked. He also almost dragged him back up to his room. He was starving, but the plate in front of him had never looked so unappetising.
“Finally! What took you so long, étoile?”
He shrugged and settled into his spot, the one between James and the arm of the sofa. Which he honestly had made his, before he actually knew where the man who would become his boyfriend sat. He could feel the probably-not-subtle eyes running over him and smiled, “dinner looks good.”
His brother nodded and flopped into the armchair near them, picking up the remote, “I love mum and dad but I might love eating in front of the tv more.”
Regulus nodded and forced a shiver, tugging the blanket over himself and the brunette, “me too. It's far more relaxed.”
His boyfriend grinned at him and moved his hand to his inner thigh, brushing against where he'd expected to find boxers and stifling a groan by stuffing a mouthful of pasta into his mouth. He glanced at his best friend whose attention was affixed to the screen and dipped his hand between his thighs, brushing lightly against his clit.
“Oh, Reggie, Pandora called.”
He raised an eyebrow at his brother, ignoring the teasing touches as best as he could, “she did?”
“Yeah, asked about going to the city centre tomorrow, the library. I said you'd call if you couldn't go but otherwise meet her there at eleven.”
James waited for the moment his boyfriend opened his mouth to pinch his clit, just hard enough to elicit a sharp inhale.
“Oh, yeah, that's great. I'll definitely g-” he forced back a moan as a finger slipped into him, curling up to brush his gspot, “go-oh.”
Sirius glanced over at the stuttered word and furrowed his brows, “you okay, Reggie?”
“Yeah, yea-” he clenched his jaw when his boyfriend repeated the motion and had a sip of his water, smiling sheepishly at his brother, “hiccups, sorry.”
He shrugged and turned back to the tv. James waited a moment to ensure he wasn't going to turn back around and pushed a second finger into him, curling and stroking until he was fairly certain the it other's teeth were grinding together. He leaned over slightly, whispering against the shell of his ear, “so pretty and desperate for me, angel. In my shirt and nothing else. Practically begging me to fuck you, hm?”
Reg let out a quiet whimper, making sure his voice was just as quiet when he replied, “is this you - fuck - teaching me to be quiet?”
“Mm. You're doing so well, baby.”
“Fuck, Jamie, please.”
The brunette smirked and rubbed his thumb against his clit, moving his fingers just too slowly, “if you're quiet you can come whenever you want, angel.”
He bucked his hips into the contact slightly before nodding, biting his lip hard enough to draw the faintest blood to hold back a moan when his boyfriend sped up. His shoulders slumped into the sofa behind him as he focused on being quiet, only a quiet gasp leaving him when he came, head thrown back slightly, back arched up the tiniest amount.
James drew his hand back and waited until his boyfriend was looking at him to suck his fingers clean. He smirked at the almost silent whimper, mouthing ‘good boy’ and watching the younger boy crumble on the spot.
They were going to need louder music.
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onehundredflamingos · 7 months
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@jegulus-microfic
22 / convict / 1476 words / NSFW / explicit sexual content
“I’m not wearing this,” Regulus complained immediately. He was holding up a pair of thong underwear, white and grey horizontal stripes across it. There was a small patch sewn into the waistband — an inmate number.
“Do you want to be the cop instead?” James asked, holding up his outfit. His was a pair of deep navy booty shorts and a button down crop top. It came with a small hat with a gold star on the front, and a pair of plush black handcuffs.
“Absolutely not, James.”
“Fine.” James smiled, like he had just won the jackpot. “Then you have to be the convict.”
Regulus huffed. He didn’t know why James was so adamant about role playing anyway, but he supposed if James ended up naked in the end, what difference did it make?
“Fine.”
Regulus stormed off to the bathroom, following James instructions to put it on immediately, doing his best to only focus on the fact that he was about sixty seconds from seeing that man in booty shorts.
Suddenly there was a loud bang at the door, enough to startle Regulus into nearly falling over, second leg barely through his jeans he was sliding on over the costume.
“It’s the cops, open up!”
Oh, for fuck’s sake.
“Is there a problem, off—,” Regulus started to ask, but was immediately cut off by the sight of James in that outfit. “Holy shit, James.”
“It’s Officer Potter, to you,” James said, blushing. “There have been some complaints recently, I’m going to have to take you in for questioning,” he demanded, hands on his hips.
Regulus sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, deciding this game wasn’t so bad after all. “Okay, Officer Potter.”
James led Regulus to the back of their house and into their bedroom, demanding he be stripped down. “All of our inmates are required to wear the same prison uniform,” he tacked on, puffing out his chest. James reached forward and grabbed at the bottom hem of Regulus’ t-shirt, pulling it up and over his head.
“Hands behind your head,” James said, and Regulus had to hold back a snicker. James was a lot of things, but assertive was not one of them.
Not with Regulus anyway.
Regulus obliged, putting his hands behind his head, palms flush against his dark curls. He watched as James opened each handcuff before disappearing behind him, snicking each cuff shut around each wrist.
“Pants off next,” James said, moving back to Regulus’ front, undoing the button of his jeans and sliding them down. “This is certainly more appropriate,” James said stoically, gesturing to Regulus’ thong.
“What were these complaints for, Officer?” Regulus asked, looking down at James. James looked incredible in the crop top he chose, a piece of clothing that Regulus never would have anticipated to turn him on so much.
“Noise complaints,” James said, shaking his head as if he was truly disappointed. “I’m going to have to punish you, and I expect you to stay quiet.”
“Where would you like me to take that punishment?” Regulus asked, small smirk playing on his lips.
James gestured with a small nod. “Get on the bed, facing up. I want your hands against the headboard.” Regulus obliged, settling his hands on either side of a single dowel lining their spindle headboard, fuzzy handcuffs still forcing them close together.
James climbed over Regulus, straddling his torso as he reached up to fix the handcuffs, wrapping the center chain around the post before clasping it around both wrists once more.
He slid down Regulus’ body and settled between his legs, pressing his lips to the fabric covering Regulus’ cock. He exhaled hot puffs of air along his length, pressed his wet tongue to the tip.
Regulus moaned softly at the sensation, at the blood rushing straight to his cock. He reached down to card his fingers through James’ hair, only to feel the yank of metal and fur against his wrist. He whimpered, wanting to touch James so badly, wanting to guide his head just a bit lower, to force more pressure against his growing cock even with the underwear still on.
After a few moments, James pulled Regulus’ cock out from its confines, immediately licking a strip up the underside, and Regulus unable to hold back the groan that was let loose from deep down in his chest. Regulus hadn’t been expecting him to dive in so quickly; James was usually so gentle and explorative to start.
Not that Regulus was complaining.
James pulled his mouth off of Regulus’ cock just as quickly as he had taken it into his mouth, looking up at Regulus and tutting. “Quiet, or I’ll have to punish you worse than this.”
Regulus liked this James. He nodded.
The first few minutes that James took Regulus in his mourh, he was quiet. So quiet he very well could’ve been not enjoying himself.
But he was — of course he was, but he wanted more.
He let out a moan, guttural and primal and loud.
James jerked his head off of Regulus’ cock, and Regulus nearly grinned at him — a wide smile to rival one of James’ — if he thought he would still get what he was after.
“I told you if you couldn’t keep quiet, I would have to punish you worse, Regulus Black.”
Regulus nodded sweetly. “Whatever you think you need to do, sir.”
James slid his shorts off and settled onto his haunches, pouring lube on his hands and his cock before getting to work stretching Regulus out. Regulus bit his lip, stifling the moans he felt trying to push their way out, quieting all of the James’ and the pleases, until James was finally pressing his cock inside of him.
“That’s a good boy, being so quiet for me now,” James encouraged, grabbing ahold of Regulus’ hips, fingertips digging into his flesh. “Did you learn your lesson? Not to be so fucking loud where everyone can hear you?”
It would be funny that James asked that question — so loud, as he fucked Regulus’ hard, headboard slamming into a shared wall over and over — if not for how good it felt, how empowered James looked in that obscene crop top.
“Y-yes, officer,” Regulus said in a whisper. James reached down and took Regulus’ cock in his fist, stroking him at just the right pace to match his own hips.
Regulus cried out, sound coming unbidden, and James immediately released his grip around Regulus’ cock, leaving it throbbing and leaking at the tip. “Looks like you don’t deserve that after all.” He quirked a brow. “Do you need me to cover your mouth to make sure you keep quiet?”
Regulus shook his head.
“Or maybe I should choke you a bit, steal your breath so you can’t cry out like that?”
James phrased it as a question, but Regulus couldn’t answer — not with James still thrusting into him, not with the promise of that.
He let out a little mewl of assent, the sound making James lips upturn, perfect smile flashing back at Regulus as he reached a hand forward and wrapped his fingers around Regulus’ throat. “Now I want you to stay silent as I make you come all over your chest, do you hear me?”
Regulus managed a small nod, even with James’ fingers curled around his neck, pinning him to the bed. He craned his neck back just a bit, giving James more access, and watched as James continued to move above him.
He was beautiful in his uniform, so confident and proud to have brought this to fruition, to have Regulus quite literally under his thumb.
James increased his pace, thrusting into Regulus hard, hand tightening until Regulus was certain he would have small bruises dotting the side of his neck — little fingerprints as evidence of his punishment for being too loud.
All at once, James was groaning, a small grimace on his face, contorting before settling into something beautiful as he came inside Regulus. James’ entire body slackened just a bit, and Regulus sucked in gulps of air as he followed James over the edge, biting his lip as hard as he could to keep from crying out.
James looked up at Regulus, panting softly, sweat dotting his brow. “Good boy, Reg,” James said, only half breaking character. “You were so quiet for me.”
James pressed a soft kiss to Regulus’ lips.
“James,” Regulus said in response. “Why do you look so fucking good in that stupid shirt?”
James laughed. “I don’t know, Reg, but I’m dying to see what it looks like on you.”
Regulus wasn’t entirely sold on the idea of him playing the cop role, but if he got to bend James over and punish him, he was sure it wouldn’t be so bad, after all.
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regsboat · 15 days
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regulus is an avid scratcher during sex. and not every once in a while, or a normal amount of scratching. this man is like a cat with claws. everytime james fucks regulus, he feels the sharpness of regs nails digging into his skin, breaking the flesh, and dragging the sting down across his entire back like he wants james to feel it everywhere.
so yeah those are my thoughts!
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itsjaywalkers · 6 months
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i will take the sun in my mouth
jegulus | explicit | 33k | for my beloved @imdamagecontrol <3
Regulus is nothing if not a liar. And a really damn good one at that. Or he tries to be, at least. You see, making mistake after mistake isn't as easy if you don't have a certain amount of delusion. How do you think he manages to stay on that stupid branch until it breaks each time? Of course, it doesn't really work with Sirius, because his brother has always been able to see right through him. And as luck would have it, James Potter also appears to be somewhat of an exception.
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timotheechlamett · 1 year
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PLEASE
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fem reader x jegulus
WARNINGS: poly!jegulus, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering briefly , praise kink if you blink, sub/dom dynamic, i think that’s all?? pls let me know i’m rusty
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I could feel the slick between my legs getting worse. I admire them both, but if i'm honest, just the thought of them got me soaked.
Absolutely fucking soaked.
Regulus meets my stare for a moment from across the Great Hall and stands up, making his way to the Gryffindor table. He sits next to James and I finally lock eyes with both of them. Regulus whispers something into James' ear.
I rub my thighs together trying to subdue the knot in my stomach from seeing them both. I tear my gaze away from them and turn to my friends, “I don’t feel so well, I’ll see you all later, yeah?” I started standing up, locking eyes with both of them and slightly jerk my head toward the door.
I exit the Great Hall, walking down the hall a little before I hear the doors open. Turning toward the noise, I spot them. They make their way toward me and I feel the throbbing at my core intensify.
“What is it, little dove?” Regulus questions, moving a tendril of hair from my face behind my ear, running his hand through my hair.
I breathe deeply at the affection, “Please— I need you, please? Please.” I move further into his grasp.
Regulus envelops me, I look to James, his face set in a permanent smirk, “You need what of us?” James runs his thumb across my cheek, “What do you need? Tell us.”
I whine into Regulus’ shoulder, “None of that, tell us what you want.” Regulus demands, pulling my hair at the roots.
A throaty moan leaves me, tears prick my eyes from the tight grip Regulus has.
“Want you t’fuck me,” I whine, “Please? Please. Please fuck me.” I whimper.
James and Regulus share the same grin, both of them leading me to the Slytherin dorms, myself being in the middle of the two.
I always seem to find myself between the two of them.
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My back against Regulus’ bare chest as I pant softly, legs spread, James kissing down my thighs slowly and back up.
James sucks harshly at the skin below where my thigh meets my heat, he sucks a bruise into the skin. My back arches with a moan caught in my throat against Regulus’ chest.
My hips lift on their own volition, Regulus’ hands grip them, pushing me down and his back trapping me, immobilizing me completely. Regulus starts kissing my neck as James marks my thigh. I raised my hips once more, silently begging for friction.
“Sit fucking still,” Regulus growls and pushes my hips down once more, “We’re being nice dove.” Regulus’ voice echoes through my ear, his breath hot and adding to my sensitivity.
“Please— I need—“ I choke out.
“You need— you need— you need nothing.” James mocks with a breathy scoff, the vibration of his voice travels up my thighs to my core.
“You came to us,” Regulus whispers, James continues his assault on my skin, “Again, remember?”, Regulus pulls my face to meet his eyes, expression stony, “Begged us actually, so now? Now you only take.” Regulus forces me to watch James.
James licks my slit so softly I thought I might’ve imagined it if I hadn’t seen it. Regulus brings his hand down to my neck and squeezes it just enough that I struggle for air. James sucks on my clit once and pulls back with a groan, “Tastes so good, so fucking good.” Before lapping at my soaked cunt, pushing his tongue up and into my awaiting hole, sucking my clit into his mouth at the same time.
I already feel the coil in my stomach tightening. The next few laps of James’ tongue along with the continuous sucking on my clit.
My entire body trembles, white spots blur my vision, James' name on my tongue that's nearly a scream as I climax. My eyes slam closed, body twitching and shuddering against his tongue as he laps up my juices.
“So good for Jamie, such a good girl-“ Regulus coos.
My eyes crack open, meeting James’, “Such a good girl, our very best girl.” James grins.
James rubs my thighs, planting wet kisses around my most sensitive area. Regulus murmuring sweet nothings in my ear, rubbing the outsides of my thighs, traveling to my sensitive bundle of nerves.
Regulus presses harder, causing my slick to pool once more,“We’re going to give you exactly what you want,” James says, planting kisses onto my face. Regulus smooths back my sweat-plastered hair off my temples with his free hand.
“Can’t wait to stretch your little holes with our cocks.” Regulus breathes as he slips a finger into me, curling it deliciously.
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nivtee · 1 year
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: ̗̀➛ HIPS. jegulus
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james potter x regulus black
sexual tension ! leading up to smut ! swearing !
james is handsy, and regulus is all about james' hands
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it was like touching fire, holding it in his hands and burning blisters into the spaces between his fingers. his body was warm, hot, like it had never been before.
regulus rolled his hips again, pressing himself down into james' lap, who could only groan at the action.
"fuck, reg." he breathed, pressing his mouth into the boys neck. "i need a second before you make me finish in my pants."
regulus paid the boy no mind, instead pulling james' curls into his hair and softly groaning into his ear.
no one would see them, almost the entirety of hogwarts was packed into the room of requirement, meaning they would be free to kiss and grind against each other with no wandering eyes to judge them.
running his hands up the back of his shirt, james' hissed at just how soft regulus felt in his hands, almost whimpering as the boy kissed down his jawline.
he would have hickeys but fuck was it worth it.
regulus could feel the tent in james' pants, matched by his own no doubt, but continued on with digging himself into the boys growing erection.
james might have burst, growling and flipping them over so that regulus was laid against the couch in the corner of the room, his shirt pulled up and his pants straining against his crotch.
james, who'd long since forgotten his manners, pressed himself onto the boy, biting down his neck and pulling open the button down shirt the slytherin wore.
"james," regulus whined, lifting his hips, "that was my shirt-"
"i don't give a fuck, reg."
james groaned, letting his head fall onto the boys chest and press their hips together, his hands leaving a trail of embers up regulus' chest.
"now be good, turn over and let me fuck you."
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sstarmoon · 1 month
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I have some things to say about James' cock (yes, we are going to have this conversation).
Big. But like. Too big. Horse cock in its greatest splendor. Thicker than long. Heavy (damn). Thick (yes, it needs to be said twice). And let's not even talk about his balls (that man needs to wear double underwear to hold all that LOL).
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jmeslovr · 1 month
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Read omega james here <33
I’m so excited to share this, rbs are appreciated !!
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milomoonsies · 7 months
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B A N G T H E B O D Y G U A R D ! ! !
Pairing: Regulus Black/James Potter
Rating: Explicit
Word count: 7k
Tags: Modern AU Setting, Bodyguard!James, DataAnalyst!Regulus, Dom/Sub Undertones, Daddy Kink sorry bro don't look atme
Read on Ao3
“Aren’t you just the littlest bit proud of me?” Regulus asked. “Made it all the way back home without you knowing.”
“Six security officers watched you climb and then fall off a fence. We have it on camera. You could’ve just told me you wanted to leave. I would’ve taken you out the back, you muppet.”
Regulus stifled a laugh. Maybe he wasn’t as sober as he thought.
x x x
Regulus is the unwilling son of the foreign secretary. James is his six-foot, sex-on-legs, Krav-Maga-wielding, Margaritaville-loving "Specialist Protection Officer".
Regulus has no choice but to fuck him.
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z0mbieb0ybyersblog · 4 months
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Jegulus Headcanons
pairing: James Potter x Regulus Black
warnings: a mix of fluff and smut
notes:
I really hope you guys enjoy this short post, I am currently working on a shit ton of requests so keep a eye out for those 👀
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James’ love language is words of affirmation and physical touch, while Regulus' love language is acts of service and quality time
The basic Regulus fell first. James fell HARDER, like the man was whipped
Regulus could say ANYTHING in French and James would get all smiley
If they’re studying together James will not be focused on that book, his eyes will be glued on Regulus
James loves kissing (ex; sloppy kissing, heated kissing, French kissing) Any kissing, James loves it all
Doesn’t matter which one, given the opportunity, they will tie the other to the bedpost with their ties
James loves his hair being played with and pulled, and Regulus loves to snake his hands in James' hair any chance he gets and of course loves to pull it.
The first time James heard Regulus giggle, it left him a little stunned and then pleaded for him to again
James will leave a trail of kisses all over Regulus' body if given the chance
It's very easy for Regulus to get James to beg for him, and he loves it; he loves hearing the desperation in James' voice
James loves to belt lyrics of his favorite songs. Mind you, his voice cracks with every verse, and he is very tone-deaf. Regulus hates himself for loving when James sings
It gets very heated in bed after quidditch games, and if their teams go against each it's just a little rougher (more than a little depending on who wins)
James loves praise like LOVES it (especially in bed)
Regulus loves to leave as many marks he can on James (ex; hickeys, bite marks, scratches)
James is very needy for physical touch
They both can be the biggest teases ever, but Regulus knows exactly what gets James going, like teasing touches in an area where James can't do anything about it
James loves to listen to Regulus read aloud and literally begs him anytime he sees him reading to read to him
Regulus is the biggest brat
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onehundredflamingos · 7 months
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@jegulus-microfic
24 / capture / 1478 words / NSFW / explicit sexual content
“I don’t think you’re fast enough, James,” Regulus taunted, holding the fluttering snitch high in the air. “Chasers are slow.” He had a wide grin on his face and the wind was mussing his dark hair around his face, and James could have stared at him forever in this light.
James licked his lips, forcing his eyes steady on Regulus’, knowing exactly what Regulus was doing — what he wanted from James.
“Reggie,” James said, using the nickname intentionally. “I’m going to capture that snitch first, and once I do I’m gonna shut you up with it and make you come all over this broom, do you hear me?”
James heard Regulus’ sharp intake of breath even with the stretch of sky between them, and he was tempted to just wrench the snitch out of his hand right then and there and make good on his promise.
“Yes, sir.”
James ignored the twitch in his cock at the name, and demanded Regulus release the snitch now.
The second it was let loose, James and Regulus both took off in earnest, flying as hard and as fast as they could, zipping back and forth trying to follow the path of the snitch.
Regulus was even more of a dream to watch fly — his twists and turns were so well executed and flawless, a part of James wanted to simply sit back and watch, even more than when Regulus was sitting still, beautiful and ethereal.
“I told you you couldn’t keep up!” Regulus said, turning his head back to James, the teasing grin still bright on his face.
“You’re being a brat, Reggie,” James replied. “Don’t forget my promise to quiet that mouth.”
Regulus’ eyes flashed with something carnal and hungry before he turned back around and took off in search of the snitch once more.
James dove, scouring a lower elevation for the glint that would tell him he was close to victory, but to no avail. Suddenly, James saw Regulus dive down, gunning for the victory himself, but James knew instinctively that it was a feint.
“Trying to trick me?” James tutted over the wind, all at once spotting the telltale gleam in the sky. Regulus was just sweeping back up from the ground, so James had a significant advantage. He leaned close to the broom handle and shot up into the sky, outstretching his arm as soon as he got within reach.
“James!” Regulus called from several yards behind him. He knew James would catch it and he was trying to distract him, but nothing could steal James’ attention from catching the snitch — not when Regulus’ was the exact prize of catching it.
James wasn’t as lithe and quick in the air as Regulus, but he was a fast flier in his own regard and he knew how to catch a ball in the air. He stretched his palm out, closing his fingers around the golden ball the second he felt contact.
Regulus immediately turned tail, flying past James and weaving through the air, a mischievous look replacing the teasing one.
“You’re only going to tire yourself out, baby, and it’ll be even easier to take you on this broom!”
Regulus continued to fly, but James noticed the shift in him, the incremental slowing of his pace, and knew he was only itching for James to chase him, to snatch him up and punish him.
It took only seconds for James to reach him, to yank on the spindly ends of the broom and slow him to a stop — to a hover.
“You like being bad today, do you?” James asked, grip firmly around the broom handle now.
“No, sir,” Regulus replied, suddenly perfectly compliant. His eyes were bright, carefree and pleased with himself, and James had to bite his lip to stop the fond smile from creeping onto his face.
“Climb onto my broom,” James commanded, “facing me.”
Regulus did, throwing one leg over James’ broom before kicking his own away, leaving him inches from James face and his own broom hovering, empty.
James felt Regulus’ soft puffs of breath against his face, relishing in them for a split second before returning to his role — to the way he felt the blood rush straight to his cock when he caught the snitch, knowing what he would get from this man because of it.
“Now put this in your mouth so I don’t have to listen to any more of your taunting or your lying, Reggie.”
Regulus whimpered, James giving him no room for argument as he shoved the snitch into Regulus’ mouth, watching as the shimmering wings curved along each side of his face, stiffening and securing themselves to be sure Regulus didn’t choke on it.
“That’s a good boy,” James encouraged. “Now pull your cock out for me. I want to see how hard you are after working so hard to piss me off. I know you like making me mad.”
Regulus obliged, undoing his quidditch leathers and pulling his cock free, hard and leaking at the tip already. He moaned softly around the snitch at his own touch.
“You like being bad, don’t you?” James asked, and Regulus immediately shook his head.
“I told you,” James tutted. “I didn’t want any more lying from you.” He pressed his index finger into the snitch, pushing it further into Regulus’ mouth, watching him swallow hard around the pressure against his tongue.
“Now undo my pants.”
Regulus obliged, baring James to the cold wind as his cock sprung free from his pants.
Regulus whimpered again, soft and reverent and fuck if James didn’t love that sound — would eat it up if not for the fact that it was submitting to James that made Regulus so meek, that made him whimper like that in the first place.
“Go on,” James encouraged, dipping his head down to gesture at their cocks, the two of them just narrowly not brushing together. James grabbed ahold of Regulus’ hips, squeezing them tight as he slid him along the broom, closing the small gap between them.
The second the tips of their cocks touched, James sucked in a breath, the warmth of Regulus’ body such a stark contrast to the air around them. Regulus pressed their lengths together fully before wrapping a hand around them both and stroking slowly, teasingly, the broom steady beneath them.
“I also told you no taunting, Reggie,” James said sternly, pressing his fingertips further into Regulus’ hips, leaving little crescent moons along his skin where his nails were digging in. “Now make yourself come before I decide you need to be punished more instead.”
Regulus picked up his speed and James had to force the moans down, had to keep himself from letting go too soon. He loved having Regulus right under his thumb like this, and he would be damned if he lost the upper hand by coming first.
“You’re such a good boy when you can’t talk,” James purred, and Regulus gave a little hum of agreement, leaning forward to press his face into James’ neck. He continued to stroke them both at a steady pace and James felt a small shudder ripple through Regulus, a signal to James that he was getting close.
“Look at me, Reggie, I want to see that pretty face when you make yourself come for me.” Regulus looked up and into James’ eyes, so much lust clouding his gaze. He could barely keep his eyes open. “That’s a good boy.”
The praise itself was just enough to push Regulus over the edge, deep moans pushing up from the back of his throat, stifled by the snitch as he came over his hand, all over James’ broomstick.
James reached up and flicked the wings of the snitch, popping the ball out of his mouth and shoving it into his pocket, relishing in the panting breaths Regulus was letting out, the soft Daddy he let slip past his lips.
Just as fast as Regulus fell over the edge, James went flying too, his come spilling over and mixing with Regulus’. Regulus released their spent cocks and leaned forward, pressing his forehead into James’ as their breathing slowed and steadied.
“I can’t believe we didn’t fall off this thing,” Regulus laughed, the sound penetrating into James, right into his parted lips and through his entire body. He pressed a kiss to Regulus’ mouth before pulling away and inspecting his face.
“Are you okay? Did those wings hurt your face?” James asked softly, running a finger along one of Regulus’ cheeks first, and then the other.
“No James, I’m so good,” Regulus replied.
James nodded. “You are — so good.”
“Let’s go home, yeah?” Regulus asked.
James agreed and flew them to the ground, accio-ing Regulus’ broom on the way.
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immortalbutterflycos · 2 months
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So just now, I was falling asleep while writing smut and I accidentally wrote the line, "James watches the expression on Regulus’s face change as he pushes his cock into his meal"
and honestly, yeah, that tracks. 🤣
Continuing to write while mostly unconscious is lowkey hilarious sometimes. lmaoo
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cressthebest · 2 months
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Art Heist, Baby! Thoughts pt. 8
chapter 22:
1. sirius is fully committing to the heist, and the hole in my heart is slowly patching itself
2. sirius being challenged with the heist again after going so long with the poor substitute of catching art heists- this does something to me
3. regulus is proud that sirius got to grow his hair out like he wanted. sobbing still
4. Oh. it’s the museum again. with THAT painting. this. this is *the* ahb painting AGAIN
5. OH REG IS SHARING THE NIGHT SIRIUS GOT SHOT STORY TO JAMES GODDAMN
6. regulus will try to be good, just for james. he wants to be enough for james, and will never stop trying, but james always knows that reg is enough
chapter 23:
1. james tbinks that getting to know regulus is a privilege. holy shit hold up.
2. they’re so soft, wait
3. atp it’s a necessity to hear reg’s voice
4. james teasing regulus while reg is driving is 😳. ALSO reg is not good at driving to begin with. lord help them 😭😭😭
5. 😳😳😳 they’re getting spicy. but also, like, so me fr
6. okay, the way that they all make references to their canon animagi are fantastic. i particularly like how remus compares sirius’ stubborn attitude to a dog licking his wounds.
7. WOLFSTAR IS CURED WOLFSTAR IS BACK TOGETHER WOLFSTAR IS CANON
8. 😳😳 now wolfstar is getting at it
9. also, do yourself a favor and go read chapter 23 end notes. masterpiece.
chapter 24:
1. starting the chapter off with jegulus smut i see
2. james’ antler tattoo 😳
3. james is the only one for regulus, i’m sobbing
4. “Most of anything Regulus thought about these days revolved around James. That’s what he gets, he supposed, for falling for the sun. It was only natural.” AHHHHHHHHH. there’s a million things i want to quote from ahb, so i have to be selective, but WOW
5. they’re planning their house together in brazil. sobbing fr rn. arguments over green or red shutters. they’re gonna live together. i’m about to start blubbering wiat ajesjfnsksjdsldj
6. 😳 remus caught them. uh live laugh love
7. REMUS AND JAMES ARE GOSSIPING ABOUT THEIR LOVE LIFE, ALL IS RIGHT IN THE WORLD!! both of them proud for scoring the black brothers. goddamn, that’s an accomplishment
8. DORLENE!!! getting married in italy!!!!
9. barty calling jegulus sluts <3
10. ahb peter <33333
11. SHOVEL TALKS. i live for these
12. barty and evan are reg’s found family brothers and i stand by that for life.
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