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moonstruckme · 8 months

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Hi! First wanna say I love your writing of the marauders!! It’s amazing and really fills the need I have for their content so thank you! I was hoping to request something kinda similar to the aftercare poly!marauders washing up fic you just did but with a reader who can be exhausted but the minute they shower and get ready for bed they get a sudden burst of involuntary energy and can’t sleep anymore and they get cranky that they were sorta woken up and blame the boys for making her wash up and she’s just very bratty and upset and end it with fluff please?

I'm happy you enjoy it! Thanks for requesting <3

cw: very (very) brief implied smut

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

You lie on your back, the trembling starting to die down and one hand still tangled loosely in Sirius’ hair. You close your eyes, trying to even out your breathing. Remus strokes the outside of your thigh, giving you the time you need to come down. But just as the sweat starts to cool on your body, just as your breathing relaxes into a more familiar rhythm and your mind starts to slip away, he says, “Alright, lovely girl. Let’s get up.”

You sigh, but allow yourself to be hauled upright, mumbling a thanks into James’ shoulder as he piggybacks you into the bathroom. You barely have to stand upright by yourself as you let your boyfriends wash you off, taking turns supporting you and dipping under the showerhead themselves. Sirius teases you for being such a princess when you’re sleepy, and James says that he actually thinks you’d make a fantastic princess, thank Sirius very much, and Remus chuckles at the both of them, and it’s all so familiar it only lulls you further into your tranquil state.

Before long, you’re wrapped in a warm towel and James is helping you into your favorite fuzzy pajamas, dropping a kiss on the top of your head when he’s finished. You start to crawl up the bed, loose-limbed and eager to slip between the warm sheets, but Remus stops you with a hand on your shoulder.

“Hey, wait a minute.” He ducks his head, moving your curtain of wet hair aside so you’re forced to give him your attention. “Did you go to the bathroom?”

You whine, and the concern in his eyes morphs into knowing. “Not negotiable, dove. UTIs are not fun.”

You flop petulantly onto the bed, face down. “Like you would know,” you grumble into the soft sheets.

James chuckles, but grabs you around the ankles and tugs until your legs are hanging off the mattress. You clutch loose fistfulls of covers.

“It’ll be okay jus’ this once,” you yawn. At the moment, a good night’s rest seems worth whatever mild inconvenience a UTI might cause. You’re so cozy, and sleep is right there, already coming to reclaim you despite your uncomfortable position at the end of the bed.

“C’mon, just go so you can get in here with us, yeah?” Sirius says, prodding you with his foot from underneath the sheets. “Won’t take a couple minutes.”

You groan but slide off the bed, walking zombie-like into the bathroom. The lighting seems harsher now that it’s not clouded by steam. You miss the warmth of the shower, the support of your boyfriends’ arms. The tile is cold under your feet and someone’s left the fan on, its whirring noisy and incessant. Everything seems more and worse than it was a few minutes before.

By the time you’re done, you’ve woken up entirely against your will. The drowsiness from just a minute before feels like a distant, hazy memory. You tromp back into the bedroom, peering through the darkness at your droopy-eyed boyfriends. Envy curls in your stomach like a snake poised to strike. Your eyes, your muscles, your very bones are exhausted, yet you don’t think you could drift off even if someone poured a sleeping draught down your throat. Sirius cracks an eyelid to find you standing over the bed and lazily pulls back the covers, opening his arms for you. You feel like stomping your foot.

“I’m not tired anymore,” you complain. Sirius blinks both eyes open, and Remus and James stir. “You guys made me get up, and now I won’t be able to sleep.”

“Don’t be silly, dove.” Remus murmurs, not even opening his eyes. “Get in bed, you’ll fall asleep soon.”

“I can’t,” you say, too frustrated to be embarrassed at the whiny pitch of your voice.

“Whas’ going on?” James is beginning to rouse, and Remus gives you a cross look. Yeah, you think, that makes two of us. They’d all forced you to get up, and frankly, you’re not feeling too guilty about letting them have a taste of their own medicine.

“She says she can’t sleep,” Sirius replies, pushing up onto his elbow.

James rolls over so he’s facing you, his eyes foggy and half-lidded. “D’you think you just need to warm up, sweetheart?”

You shake your head, but Sirius joins him. “Yeah, c’mere, baby. Let us fix you up.”

And, well. You’re supposed to be mad, but it’s hard to resist an offer like that.

Your huff is mostly performative as you crawl into the bed and Sirius’ waiting arms, letting him maneuver you over him so that you’re lying between him and Remus. It is considerably warmer underneath the covers, and you shuffle closer to Sirius. For body heat, of course.

“Fuck, you are cold,” he mutters as your feet brush his calves, but he doesn’t pull away, rubbing warmth into your arms.

“This isn’t going to work,” you say as one of his hands moves to your back, tracing smooth circles with his palm. “I still don’t feel tired.”

“Try,” Remus says, managing to sound stern even on the brink of sleep. “Just close your eyes and give it a little while.”

You roll your eyes, tucking your head under Sirius’ chin.

“I said close your eyes, dove.”

You don’t know how Remus knows, but this time you comply. Quiet settles like a blanket over the four of you, the only sound the rhythmic swishing of fabric as Sirius’ hand moves over your back. He smells like his conditioner. You read the label once. It’s called Lilac Breeze, but its aroma is more complex than that, you think. It’s clove, and it’s midnight, and it’s Sirius, something fundamental to him that makes your breaths deepen and your mind settle. Remus nestles closer behind you, his cinnamony scent wafting over you and intertwining with Sirius’ until you’re doped up on loveliness. Every inch of you has warmed now, and your head sinks further into the pillow. Tension you didn’t realize you’d been holding in your hips and shoulders dissipates. Everything is warm and dark and soft.

You realize you’re yawning too late to stifle the sound, and James chuckles. “Not tired, huh?”

“Shuddup,” you murmur, and Sirius’ breath fans hot over your forehead as he laughs silently, his hand never faltering on your back. You think you feel a kiss against the back of your head, and that’s the last thing you know before you fade into unconsciousness.

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regulus-blacks-lover · 1 year

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Regulus-Blacks-Lover Masterlist, Recommendations, + Navigation

I'm now on AO3, under the username RAB_lover! I'll be posting all of my fics there as well.

Masterlist of my works:

Everything I write is tagged [# my writing]

KEY: Angst: A Comfort: C Fluff: F Smut: S

my prompt list

Regulus Black x (f) Reader

- The Better of Two Bad Options [A] - “Don’t say anything. Just… just lay here with me.” [A/C/F] - Don’t do that. Don’t push me away. / I can’t help it. [A/C/F] - “Stay Quiet” [S] - "I've gotta get home and sleep with your brother" [S, slight A], (feat! Sirius) - “did you touch yourself while i was gone” [S] - “There is no way anyone is that innocent” [S/F] - Regulus accidentally sips your potions homework. [F]

Sirius Black x (f) Reader

- "I've gotta get home and sleep with your brother" [S, slight A], (feat! Regulus) - Your boggart reveals your deepest fears to the entire DATDA class... Including Sirius. [A/C] - ouchie piece "you had your chance" // "i'm right here" [A] - neither of us should be here... sex with sirius on regulus's birthday [S, obvi] - "Going home isn't an option anymore" - Reverse comfort [A/C]

Sirius Black x Remus Lupin

- i thought you always knew [A]

Fic Recommendations:

All of my recommendations are tagged [# fic rec]

ballgowns & frilltops: historical fiction smut w reggie

fluff where reggie flirts w y/n in french

mirror sex with regulus

Take It: a short poly!marauders sex scene

"Lovemaking" sex headcanons for marauders-era characters

soft dom regulus headcanons

mean!regulus fucking y/n (sirius's girlfriend)

toxic!sirius degrades y/n as she blows him

Attention: bratty, subby regulus is in for a punishment

short fic abt sub regulus + a fucking machine

James x Reader breakup sex

Other Navigation:

Prompts: [# prompt list]

Marauders-era recommendations: [# marauders fic rec]

Regulus fic recommendations: [# reg fic rec]

Inspo for future fics: [# inspiration]

#masterlist #navigation #regulus-blacks-lover

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ameliasbitvh · 2 years

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That's The Way The World Works ; R.J.L.

[ a/n ; 🧸 ] this was meant to be a smut fic but then I spiraled at 10 pm last night and didn't stop writing until 3 am and was like "fuck it, if I wrote this im going to post it too! 🙄" slightly based off of all too well (10 min vers.) by ms. taylor swift, praise our lord y'all! she's my religion 🙏 also the beginning was written like 5 months ago bc this was a wip i finished last night 💀

( library account ; 📚 ) @ameliasbitvhlibrary

[ pairing ; ☕ ] student!reader x professor!remus & reader x fred weasley! remus x tonks!

[ summary ; 📖 ] you and remus' rendezvous take a turn for the worse when he decides to be the adult for the two of you and call it quits. left heartbroken, only one man picked you up piece by piece and restored your faith that a man can stay, fred weasley. charming, sweet and kind, he won his way into your heart. as 3 years pass, your 21st birthday approaches, and remus with his pregnant wife come to visit. this leads to events in the night that he could only wish to reverse. (it's much more interesting and carries a heavier plot than what I summarized i swear 😍)

[ warning(s) ; 🚨 ] student!reader x professor!remus, large age gap [17 years], reader is 18!!! implied smut, teasing, sexual contents are mostly implied, not explicit, angst, drinking, remus going into self destruction and overthinking everything in his life, and talks about grooming *remus does not groom reader!!!*

[ wc ; ✍ ] 4.8k!!

You sat in his class, your thighs overlapping each other, your nails picking at one another, your gaze on them. The brunette man teaching noticed your lack of attention and cleared his throat, making your gaze move up to find his eyes on you.

They were firm and assertive, he opened his mouth to command you. “Ms. Y/l/n, please stay after class. We have some things we need to discuss.”

“But Re–Mr. Lupin, I have somewhere to be after class!” you argued, all eyes in the class on you as the students tried to pack up quickly. Suddenly, their eyes glued on to the clock about to strike noon.

“Where exactly is that said ‘somewhere’? And why is it so important to you?” he questioned, taking strides up to your desk. He came so close to you that you felt the air escaping your lungs, they were evaporating.

You opened your mouth to run it and answer him with your smart, but bratty mouth. But before you could get a word out, the bell rang and the students raced out of the classroom. With a sigh, you slumped into your chair even more.

Your arms crossed against your chest, teeth nibbling your lower lip as you waited for him to scold you. His eyes examined your frame for a brief but seemingly long time.

His strong arms were now placed in front of you, his tall figure leaning tightly against you. His breath, so hot you could feel it dancing on your skin. You inhaled a sharp breath.

“So…where were you supposed to be right now, sweetheart?”

You scowled at the nickname. Was he really trying to do this when you had to meet someone? “Are. I’m supposed to be there right now! I can’t just stand him up –”

His mouth inched even closer to the soft and tender skin of your neck. “Him? Who exactly is ‘him’?” The hairs on your body stood up, goosebumps traveled.

“I – Just a friend, the son of Molly and Arthur Weasley.”

He laughed, a not so light hearted chuckle escaping. “Godrick. Y/n, I asked who he is, not who his parents are.” Then you heard him mumble something under his breath, ”Could be any of those redheads, there are so many.”

“It’s just Freddie.” you sighed, your arms releasing from one another.

“Fred?” Merlin, he thought you were a smart girl because it was blatant that the redhead liked you. His blood turned cold, the thought of Fred and his pathetic schoolboy flirting flowed for a moment in his mind. He scowled internally and externally at the thought of it.

“C’mon, Remmie! He’s not that bad.” you frowned, frantically hoping that you’d make it to the library on time.

“Not that bad? Sweetheart, he’s like any other teenage boy. He only wants one thing.” The older man stated, as if it were true facts.

“Then you sure do act like one yourself, professor.” you scowled, pressing your books to your chest as you made your way to the doors.

“Y/n, get back here.” he demanded, his blood boiling in fury at the accusation you had just thrown at him. Instead of turning around and being his submissive, supposedly good girl. You ignored him and stomped out of the room, until you were met in the library by an anxious redhead. Rare to ever see Fred Weasley nervous?

“Hey, Fred! I’m so sorry, I’m a little bit. Professor Lupin made me stay back for a moment.” you smiled, placing your stuff on the table and taking a seat across from him.

“Oh, It’s fine Y/n!” Fred laughed, at your anxiousness. Just a couple of awkward teenagers. Fun?

“I know, but I didn’t want you to think that I left you here or –”

“Stood me up? Please, girls would kill to even talk to me.” he joked with a smirk on his face. A smirk that made your stomach tighten…but not in a bad way.

“Alright, Mr. Womanizer. Let’s see what you’re stupid enough to not comprehend in…mhm, herbology?” you laughed, eyes wide open when you saw the class he needed help in.

“Fred! Herbology has got to be one of the easiest classes we have here in Hogwarts!”

“Hey! Not everyone pays as much attention in that class as you do! Sorry I don’t find snapping sunflowers interesting?” he smiled, making you recreate the same expression on his face.

“We planted a seed in class yesterday? It was so simple!”

Smirking, a stupid smolder decorated his face as he said the stupidest thing you’ve ever heard in the history of stupid. “And I could plant a seed in you? We could grow a whole quidditch team, eh? It’s simple just like you said!”

“Fred!”

—

Remus sat in his chair as he thought about the comment you had blurted out before storming off. He knew very well, too well, of what you were talking about. Anytime he held you after class it was usually for sex. Being a teacher was stressful and he knew being in your last year here, it was just as stressful for you. But he didn’t think that you would even have an inkling that he was “using” you. Because he wasn’t.

He knew that the relationship he had with you would be frowned upon. He couldn’t put you through that shame. People saw an older man and younger woman in a relationship as taboo, essentially bad. He could lose his job because of this! Like Godrick they would depict him as a predator and her as a victim. But another part of him knows why they would, because if he were from the other point of view he could see why people would think that and be disgusted.

What if they were in his shoes? Would they understand why he kept going back, why he keeps you around, why he can’t stand the thought of you with anyone but him?

The answer wasn’t as simple as most would think. He can’t love someone as young as you, it wasn’t right. Right to you. You deserved a chance out in the world, a chance to discover yourself. You didn’t need to drag a man old enough to be your father with you. He couldn’t burden you like that.

You were such a smart girl, top of your year. The brightest witch he had ever met, yet you weren’t clever enough to stay away from him. The moment his hands crawled on your thighs after weeks of sexual tension suffocating the both of you, you should have pushed him away. You should have been repulsed. The tension shouldn’t have been there to start with. Goddamnit, he did this to himself. He had no one else to blame but himself.

You were only eighteen, how were you supposed to know if what he was giving you was real or not. And honestly at this point Remus didn’t know what he was giving you. He couldn’t decipher between his feelings and lust. You’re 35 damn years old, going for an 18 year old girl! Have some shame!

Self destruction Remus has been activated.

—

After the little meeting with Fred, anyone could see that you had an extra spring in your step, with an additional smile adorning your face. (a/n; feeling bad for remus rn tbh)

In those few moments with the redhead, you’d be lying if you said that Remus had slipped away from your mind. Everytime Fred got a little closer and your cheeks burned a little brighter, the man seemed to evaporate. But, It’s not like you should feel bad for that? Right?

Making your way to your common room, you muttered the password and went straight to your bedroom. Everyone was at dinner, thankfully, so that you could have some time to contemplate things that aren’t even big but now you were going to make them ginormous as the zit you had last week.

Lying on your bed, you took in a breath and sighed as reality challenged you. You knew that the feelings you had towards Remus were not reciprocated, you didn’t have to be Sherlock Holmes to figure it out. You were…too young. You knew that he thought that. You knew the moment you let him slip his fingers up your skirt, that it was all a fun game. A game that has lasted way too long now.

You and Remus didn’t have a label and whatnot, but you both had something. Well, that’s at least what you thought. You tried your hardest to resist him, every damn time but you can’t. He knows your body just as much as you know his. Throughout all the time spent together, it was like you studied him, his body, personality, hobbies, career, anything you could get your hands on really.

And your hands got on everything, staining everything about remus. From his classroom, to his bed sheets. You were everyfuckingwhere. No matter how hard he scrubs, he would never be able to get you out of his system.

You drowned him in your sea and he in return burned you. Complete opposites, yet know exactly where it hurts.

—

You were on your knees, your pretty mouth getting ready to take him as you started to unzip his pants. “Y/n, you know we can’t keep doing this.” he breathed in deeply as you looked at him with those big doe eyes. Confusion floods through them, as anger surged through your body, spreading like a wildfire.

“I – then why would you – Why would you even let me go this far? You want to say that as I’m on my damn knees about to suck your dick!”

“Look – I held you back to tell you that we should stop!”

“Really? Oh, Really? Then why would you lead me on like that! Tell me that I’ve been ‘bad’ and need to ‘make up for it’? Dammit, you could’ve just told me!” you shouted getting off your knees, humiliated and angry.

“I’m sorry I can’t control myself around you!” he barked, his veins popping out in fury.

“Than get a fucking grip, you’re 35 years old!”

“Tell me something I don’t know, Y/n! That’s exactly why we can’t keep doing this! I’m too old, I have a job, you need to grow up, find yourself, you can’t be dragging around a man old enough to be your father! It’s not right!”

“If it’s not right then why does it feel right! Merlin, if you knew it wasn’t why didn’t you push me away! Why didn’t you leave me alone? Why didn’t you treat me like another student? Why did I have to be treated like I was special when I’m not! Why!”

“You wanna know why? Because you! You walked into my damn life and made it hell, without you I wouldn’t be so fucking scared about losing my job, my reputation, every damn little thing. You drive me crazy, Y/n!

And you’re right, I should’ve pushed you away! I should’ve treated you as if you were just another student! But I can’t! Because you, you are special to me!

You’re intelligent, beautiful, caring, kind, Godrick if I went to school with you I’d be pining so hard! And it wouldn’t be wrong! But it is in this case! Just because of that I wish you were older, I wish this could work out, but it never will. That’s just not how the world works! But I wish it did because I –” before he could finish that sentence he stopped himself, he wouldn’t dare utter those 3 words to you. Sighing he finished, “Even if you don’t get it now, you will when you’re older.”

But you were shocked, what were you supposed to say? For once you were speechless. Tears streamed down your cheeks, your eyes puffy and vulnerable. Sniffling, you wiped your tears with your long sleeve. “I do get it, Remus.” He wanted nothing more in that moment but to pick you up and wipe your tears away, murmuring sweet words that’d drip from his mouth like honey.

“Goodbye…Professor.”

—

Flushed cheeks and puffy eyes, not something Fred always saw on your pretty face. He had been walking through the corridors trying to brainstorm some new ideas for a shop that both he and George wanted to open up as soon as they graduate. He hadn’t been paying much attention until he saw a glimpse of your hair pass him across the halls.

Suddenly his “instincts” kicked in and he ran up to you. “Hey, y/n/n. What’s wrong?”

Looking up at the tall redhead, you identified him as Fred. Sniffling really quick you put a smile on your face, “Nothing? How are you?”

“That’s not going to fool me, toots. Why are your pretty cheeks flushed and beautiful eyes –” he immediately stopped and wrapped an arm around you as you burst into tears.

Remus always said you had the most beautiful eyes.

“Who did this to you, I’ll rough them up?” he said sarcastically trying to joke but you knew he wasn’t. Fred would genuinely throw his hands if he had a chance to.

His hazel eyes widened when you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed yourself closer to him, your tears staining his shoulder. “Thanks, but no one did anything.”

Well, obviously you weren’t going to tell Fred that Remus caused your breakdown and the redhead definitely would not be able to fight a professor.

“You want to talk about it?” he asked with such a…genuine caring tone, that made your heart melt. “No, I just wanna lay down on the ground and cry.” answering, pulling away from the crook of his neck and immediately returning to your old position.

“Here, how about you lay down in my room and cry instead? George and Lee are out on a double date?” he said in a light humorous voice.

All you did was shake your head yes and soon you were in Fred’s bed weeping about Remus in another man's arms.

( 3 years later )

You eventually moved on from Remus, your first almost everything. And there was one man who stood beside you for every step of the way, Fred Weasley. The kindest man you had ever met. A few months after the breakup you both graduated from Hogwarts and Fred did everything in his power to make you happy.

That’s all he ever wanted.

Piece by piece he restored your faith and taught you that a man can stay.

He and George opened up their joke shop and it was a great hit, kids and adults from everywhere had shown up to buy many of their numerous products. You couldn’t help but be happy for him.

Suddenly the friendship the both of you had, which was very much not strictly platonic became a relationship. A relationship that made you feel like you could fly! But you know what can? Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, new and improved chewing gum! Blow bubbles and fly high kids! (no this is not a sponsor because he’s your boyfriend, what do you mean?!)

Now that you two had been in a relationship for a while now, you wanted a sort of clean slate, which meant being completely honest with him. You allowed yourself to be 100% vulnerable, and exposed your truth to him: That you and Professor Remus were having a, well, affair in the 7th year.

To say the least, he was shocked. “You mean the same Remus Lupin that’s coming up to visit everyone at my mum’s tomorrow night!?”

Now it was your turn to go into shock, “Wait, what! Fred, shut up! Are you joking with me right now?”

“No, you shut up, Y/n! You’ve got to be the one joking with me! There is no way –”

“Why would I lie about that, Fred! I – Oh, my – Merlin!” grabbing your purse you softly smacked him with it. “Why didn’t you tell me he’s supposed to be coming over at your mum’s!”

“Because it was supposed to be a surprise for your birthday!” he said surrendering.

“What!? What!? My birthday! Why would he come to surprise me on my birthday? No! Fred, we were just supposed to go to dinner tomorrow!”

“I know! I know! But mum convinced him to come because she thought he was your favorite professor. I can see why now.” he mumbled the last sentence hostilely.

“Fred, you know you’re the only man I see.” you said, getting on his lap to straddle him on the bed. “Mhm, yeah, sure.”

“The only man I want.” you slowly placed a kiss on his lips, a kiss he couldn’t resist.

“Yeah? Prove it to me.”

—

“You sure you’re looking this good just for me, baby?” Fred smirked, his frame towering over yours as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“All for you Fred, and this?” you smiled innocently, lifting up your sun dress to expose the lacey lingerie hidden beneath it. “Got it just for you.” and bought it with his credit card…

“Fuck, don’t do this to me, Y/n. Don’t tease me like this.” he whined as his hands tried to sneak their way up your thighs. Right before he could reach your sex, you grabbed his hands and scolded him. “Tut, tut, tut, Fred. If you want me, you’re gonna have to earn it.”

Walking away, you accidentally dropped your chapstick. “Shit.” Fred groaned as you bent down to retrieve it, giving him a nice view of your ass.

“C’mon, sweetheart. We have reservations.” you smiled cheekily, but before you could pick yourself up he ran up behind you to give your ass a slap. A squeal left your lips as you cursed his name. “Fred!”

After having dinner with your lovely boyfriend, you both wanted so desperately to just fuck and then go to sleep but Molly had other plans for you two.

Fred had sent an owl to his mum, saying that he and you were not feeling good and too tired. And in response she sent a howler that the both of you had to come over. Sighing, “Bloody hell, there is no getting out of this? Is there?”

“Definitely not,” he responded.

Finally you both appeared at the entrance of the Weasley Burrow, and from the looks of it, it was dark inside. “Remember, act surprised and don’t let that old Lupin shake you up.”

Laughing at him, you cracked. “Oh, bugger off, Fred.”

Honestly you were so nervous that when everyone yelled “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” you screamed not out of happiness but anxiety.

“Oh my Merlin, thank you all so much! I can’t believe you guys remembered!” you smiled as you began hugging everyone and just as you found yourself wandering back to fred who was talking to ginny, Molly got her hands on you.

“My, Y/n! I can’t believe it, already 21! Growing up so fast, I can still remember seeing you in your first year!”

“I can’t either, time is going by so quickly! Hogwarts days are over and now it’s real life.”

“Oh, dear! Speaking of Hogwarts! Remus Lupin is here, your old dada teacher!”

“Yeah I figured that out when I saw –”

“Remus! Look who it is, the birthday girl. 21 already can you believe it?” Molly exclaimed with a hand on her hip.

The brunette's eyes widened, as he finally got a look of you properly. You looked different in a good way, more mature. “I can’t , I still remember her in 7th year in front of my class, she was always one of my favorite students. Always so dedicated.”

She was always one of my favorite students.

You swallowed the lump in your throat at that moment. “Ahh, so I’ll leave you two to it!”

You wanted to do nothing more but then to shout at her to come back.

Taking in a deep breath you sighed.

I guess I’ll have to speak first, as always the only one to initiate things. Remus thought as he mentally prepared himself for whatever you have to say. “So, how have you been?”

His question shocked you for a moment. Your eyes widened with such innocence, something he had always admired, even now.

“Pretty good, I went to a muggle college and earned a degree in psychology. I’m planning to become a therapist for people who have been in the wizarding war, because many have been left with physical, mental and emotional scars.”

Always so…generous, he thought.

“But, besides that; I moved in with Fred, my boyfriend.”

Well, that fucking hurt. Hearing you utter those words about someone felt like there were shards of glass in his heart. But he knew he shouldn’t feel this way. He’s got a damn wife, who’s pregnant.

“How about you?” your voice snapped him out of his daze. His throat became dry for a moment before he regained his strength. “I’m still teaching at Hogwarts, now for all years. I got married, and my wife is pregnant.” yeah, just give her a short recap, Remus! Storyteller of the year goes to…drum roll…Remus John Lupin!

It felt you were winded for a moment hearing all of that at once, well it was fairly short but held a lot. “Oh, wow…married with a kid coming? Is it a boy or a girl?”

“A boy, we plan on naming him Edward.” Remus awkwardly shifted. It’s weird talking to your old student that you had an affair with, yet no one knew.

“A boy? From what I’ve seen, heard and know, raising a boy is going to be a chaotic full time job. And Edward is a cute name, Teddy would be an adorable nickname.”

“Teddy?” He smiled.

“Yeah, Teddy. Like a little teddy bear, warm and cuddly.” you smiled back. Was it weird that 3 years later all your anger didn’t turn into resentment, but understanding? You now knew why he ended the relationship. It wasn't healthy for the both of you and he had to be the adult for two and make the big decision to call it quits.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Is your wife here?” you asked out of curiosity.

“Yeah, she’s probably with Ginny or Hermione right now.” Ginny or Hermione? If anything you would’ve thought that she would be with Molly?

“Really? I would’ve thought she was with Molly, since she is older and has more experience with children?”

How was Remus supposed to tell you that the woman he married only a year after you both called it quits was only 4 years older than you? “She gets along with the younger girls.”

She definitely learned that from you. Okay, so maybe there’s just a little bit of anger left inside you.

“Would it be weird if I met her?” you asked unsure, you didn’t want to cross a boundary. “Of course, you don’t need my permission.”

Soon he guided you to where Hermione and Ginny sat next to a young woman with purple hair and a baby bump. From visuals you were for sure the woman next to the two girls was his wife, Tonks.

“Hi, I’m Y/n.” you introduced yourself to her. She looked up at you quizzically for a moment and then her eyes widened in realization. “Oh my gosh, yes, Y/n! I’m sorry, this pregnancy is giving me memory loss. But happy 21st birthday!”

“Thank you so much! How’s your –”

“Nope, this isn’t about me! This is your day, not mine! How’s your day been?”

You smiled at her, you could understand why Remus went after someone like her. Yet when you came out here you were expecting a woman who looked like she was in her thirties, maybe she was a younger looking woman? Hey, genetics all work differently.

“It’s been great so far, my boyfriend made me breakfast, took me shopping, then we went to dinner and now we’re here.”

“You know Y/n, most people on their 21st birthday go wild on alcohol? I’m surprised to see you’re not blacked out right now.”

“Oh no, I’ve had my lessons with alcohol a few years ago and let’s say that’s how I confessed my feelings to Fred.” you said burning up remembering that embarrassing moment.

“No, Y/n! Have some fun, get loose, shake that bum because you’ve got a great one girl! I could see it from my seat earlier!” She laughed as she called Remus to get her Firewhiskey.

“For you? No –”

“Not for me, Y/n! It’s her 21st birthday, she needs to take shots!”

Suddenly Fred came up behind you and murmured in your ear, “Is everything good, sweetheart?”

“Yeah, Tonks just wants me to get loose because I’m finally 21.” you laughed.

“Don’t confess your love for me again – actually no, do it again. I’d love to get it framed in our photo gallery one day.”

“Keep on dreaming.”

“I got the firewhiskey and cups.” Remus announced when he got back.

“Okay, everyone sit in a circle and I’ll pour them since I can’t drink!”

Everyone gathered in a circle as tonks began to fill up the shot glasses but there was one specific cup for you.

After pouring yours, which – you were sure you were going to black out if you drank a third of it being the light weight you are. “There, that should be the equivalent of…21 shots!”

“21!” you exclaimed.

“Yep, now go!” she shouted and everyone started taking their shots as you gulped ferociously, finishing over half of it and everyone began to cheer. “Whoo!” you let out as you grabbed Fred’s hands and pulled him up to dance with you to the music playing on the radio.

“I’m not drunk enough, give me the bottle!” The purple haired woman gave him the bottle and he chugged at least half of it and started joining you as you both got “down” at his mum's house.

“Yes, Y/n! Shake that bum your mama gave you!” Tonks shouted as you started doing your thing, completely unaware of all the people because quite frankly drunk you don't give two shits.

As time went on you found yourself dancing with everyone, Merlin couldn’t even stop you, Hell even Molly herself couldn’t either.

Somehow you ended up in a corner of the house with Remus. “Oh my Merlin, I think this is the best birthday I’ve ever had! Ahh! I love your wife, she’s gonna be my new best friend!”

“Sweetheart, don’t bring her up right now.” Remus murmured as he let his fingers gently slip off one of your straps. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion of his words and actions. “Huh?”

“I missed you so much.” he said but fortunately for you, you weren’t able to hear him through all the music. Just as Ginny passed with a tray of shots you took three, two for you one for Remus.

Ginny had to pass drinks around if she wanted to stay down here, the girl would never be allowed to drink around her brothers.

“Here!” You shouted as you gave him a shot glass. Unfortunately you had no one to count for you because Tonks was fast asleep upstairs but not before casting a silencing charm on the house.

Quickly you downed your shots and suddenly your vision became even worse…Awesome! Somehow you found yourself dancing with Remus, in a totally platonic, I'm not mad at you anymore, your wife is awesome and I’m respecting boundaries way!

But I guess he wasn’t on the same wave length.

“I missed you, sweetheart.” he murmured in your ear, right before he latched onto your sweet spot behind your ear, which inevitably made you slip a moan out. His hands traveled from your waist to your inner thigh, leaving the same chills he always did.

His body guided you to a secluded storage room. Immediately he grabbed you and put you on himself, now you were straddling him. Soon his lips came and crashed on yours, knocking the wind out of you. In your drunken state you found yourself kissing back and grinding against him.

Except, you thought he was Fred…hey! The world had gone blurry and you thought only Fred would’ve pulled you into a dark storage room.

“Let me taste that pretty pussy one last time.” he growled against your lips.

“Yes, yes, please!”

“Please who?” he teased, his hands slipping your lace panties off as he slipped a finger into your sex.

“Please, Freddie!” suddenly all the alcohol in his system vanished.

“Shit! Shit! Fuck, I’m so sorry, Y/n.” Remus cried as he picked up your panties and slipped them back on you.

“Wha – Freddie, what are you doing! I want you so bad!” something Remus has been wanting to hear for years, except he wasn’t who you were calling for.

He knew from the moment they said goodbye, you’d taken a piece of him with you and he’d taken a piece of you with him.

That’s the way the world works.

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i-looove-dillydallying · 9 months

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I’m a wolfstar-shipper, but I actually really like the Tonks x Lupin pairing as a concept; it had a lot of potential that, unfortunately, was not met (though I am a sucker for tragically bittersweet endings, as well as characters who deem themselves unlovable being loved unconditionally, so kudos for that). Part of the perceived poor execution comes from the fact that the Harry Potter series is told through limited narration: we know what Harry knows, and we may be more curious about certain relationships that exist within his periphery than he is. There could’ve been an entire contextual build-up to their seemingly abrupt feelings for each other that Harry - and by extension us as readers - simply did not experience. Personally, however, I feel like we could’ve been thrown a bone regarding their developing romance here and there, considering that it has already been established just how much Harry eavesdrops. Granted, we did get Molly mentioning how people rush (romantic) decisions in trying times: “Its all this uncertainty with You-Know-Who coming back, people think they might be dead tomorrow, so they're rushing all sorts of decisions they'd normally take time over. It was the same last time he was powerful, people eloping left, right, and center...”

And now for the potential in dynamic I mentioned: after losing the rest of the Marauders, Tonks’ whimsy might have been just the thing to reawaken Remus’ playful side and create a light in the darkness of war (remember Dumbledores quote about turning on the light?), and Remus could’ve helped cultivate her mature side. As with any good ship (imo), there was also plenty of room for angst: Tonks was an auror, Remus classified as a “Dark Creature”. You can imagine the rest.

I don’t mind their 13 year age-gap as much as I thought I would (and other people seem to do), but that might just be a matter of personal taste (and my complete and utter trust in Remus as a good, if occasionally self-destructive and cowardice person). They’re both consenting adults.

What I do mind is the way Tonks’ character changed for the worse as her feelings for Lupin became apparent. What used to be a fun, likeable character turned bratty and unable to read the room (perhaps it is not the time to publicly press for a relationship label - especially with a notoriously private future partner - when he is in mourning). It has however been ages since I last read the books and God knows the films don’t do Remadora justice, so I won’t go too much into that (unintentional?) negative character arc.

As a final note I’d like to say that Wolfstar could be canon-compliant (or pretty much any Marauders-era ship involving Remus) as Remadora happens later on, and bisexuality exists. Luckily, because Harry Potter and the fanon around it are works of fiction, you can interpret the characters and their interpersonal interactions however you like, which is why I politely ask to remain civil in discussions about this post, which I genuinely do hope will occur. No but seriously. I’d love if you voiced your opinion (regardless of whether you agree with me or not) - you’ve already read this far anyway! Thanks for that by the way.

Tldr: I like Remadora conceptually because of their potential, but it (mostly) fell flat.

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pinkandblueblurbs · 2 years

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soft (or not)

a silly little title for a silly little remus blurb <33

remus lupin x fem!crybaby!reader. non-sexual nudity, smutty fluff, blowjobs, d/s dynamics, daddy kink, pet names, light hair pulling. Safewords are in place, this is not dub or noncon! huge thanks to my loves @gxtitobxby and @piecesofem for letting me write this fantastic idea we all discussed <3 also this isn’t proof read oops

word count: 1.2k

“What’re you doin’ there, bunny?” Remus asks when he feels your fingertips trail along the skin under his shirt, just above the waistband of his boxers. You glance up at him, studying his steady expression and the way his eyes continue to move across the line of text in his book. You hum, feeling over the coarse hair below his navel.

“Wanna see it.” You murmur softly, slipping your fingers below his waistband as you stroke down his subtle happy trail. Remus lets out a huffed laugh, finally looking up at you, his brow raised.

“Y’wanna see my cock? What, y’just gonna stare at it?”

“Well no...” your voice is already edging on a whine. “Wanna touch it too.” You don’t bring your fingers any lower, obediently drawing small circles on his skin right where they are until he tells you that you can go farther.

“You’re telling me you wanna play with my dick?”

“Mhm.” You blink up at him with what you hope to be a sweet, adorable, ‘can’t say no to that’ face, but Remus only lets out another huff and looks back at his book.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Please.” You’re definitely whining now, lower lip protruding in a wobbly pout. Remus only spares you a glance.

“Put that lip away ‘n stop whining. I’m fuckin’ busy.”

“But I won’t bother you, I swear,” you clutch at his shirt needily, bunching the thin fabric in a tight fist. “I’ll be good, ‘n quiet, and you can keep reading.” He looks up at you again, and you can tell by the look on his eye that his resolve is crumbling at the sound of your plaintive tone. You will fat tears to form in your eyes, knowing that will win him over; he likes to think that he’s tough, but you have him wrapped around your finger. “Please.”

“Fine.” He grumbles after a quiet moment, before any of your bratty tears manage to spill over your waterline. You grin with a chipper “thank you, daddy!” and immediately push down the waistband of his pants.

You gaze at his exposed crotch with wide eyes, his cock laying soft against his sack. You reach out, lightly trailing your fingers along the velvety skin of his shaft. Then you gently grasp it and pull it slowly outwards, giggling at the way it stretches out an inch or so.

You hold the shaft in one hand, squishing at it gently, and with your other hand you rub the tip of your pointer finger along his head, feeling the subtle texture there. You feel his cock give a slight twitch in your hand at the touch.

You continue like this- squeezing, poking, pulling , bending, and running your fingers along flaccid soft length. Occasionally you lift it up just to let it drop, amused by the way it slaps against his thigh or stomach when it lands.

As time goes on, however, the little twitches his cock gives become more frequent and noticeable. Your playful touches stimulate him, and you pout as you realize his cock is growing larger and more firm.

“Remus,” you whimper, and he doesn’t even have to look at you to know your lower lip is wobbling. “Don’t do that.”

“Don’t do what?” He asks, somewhat absentmindedly. You scowl. You reach out to poke at his length, causing it to bob against his stomach.

“Get hard. It isn’t as fun that way.” You take his cock in hand, squeezing it lightly in your fist, and whine when it doesn’t have that same squishy give as before. Feeling contentious, you grumble, “make it go away.” Remus lets out a breathy laugh.

“I can’t just make it go away, y’stupid thing.” He lowers his book and sighs when he’s met with your pouting face, tears stinging your eyes. “Come on, none of those bratty tears.” He reaches out with one hand, grasping your chin and thumbing over your warm cheek.

Before you can retort that your tears are not bratty, Remus speaks again.

“Y’wanna make it go away? Hm?” He questions, raising a brow at you. “Want it soft again?” You nod eagerly, smiling at the prospect, then let out a surprised gasp when his hand moves from your face to the back of your head, firmly guiding it towards his cock. “You know what to do.”

You do know what to do, but you still impudently look at him with glassy eyes as you give a mere kitten lick to his cock.

“Go on.” He urges, his fingers forming a grip in your hair that tugs at your scalp just enough to get his point across. “If you want it soft you’d better get to sucking.”

You give up your disobedience and open your mouth, taking the head of Remus’s cock into your mouth. He lets out a pleased sigh and a murmured “attagirl” when you do so. His fingers loosen their hold in your hair to rub praisingly at your scalp as you suck.

As soon as his tip is wet enough to take deeper you do just that, pushing down until your lips are wrapped around the middle of his shaft and his head just teases the entrance of your throat. You bob your head shallowly, and eager to make him cum you reach up to wrap your hand around his base.

“Ah ah.” He’s immediately reprimanding, gently swatting your hand away. “Y’know I don’t like you using your hands. Just use that pretty mouth on me.” You can’t help but notice the way his voice has lowered with his arousal, and you struggle to keep your own lust at bay and focus on your task.

“Keep at it, sweetheart. You’re gettin’ there.” He breathes out after a moment, encouraging you to keep up your movements. You start taking him deeper with each bob of your head, stifling your gags as much as you can and gazing up at him with watery eyes as his cock invades your throat. He groans whenever you choke and spasm around him.

Finally you feel his thigh muscles tightening beneath your hands, and his cock throbs against your tongue. You keep your eyes on him as you give a firm suck, and with a long, low groan the first shot of cum spills down your throat. You start to pull back, but his hand his quickly firming up behind your head, holding you in place.

“Stay down, sweetheart. Y’gotta swallow it all, don’t wanna make a mess.” He grits out lowly, more warm shots of cum making you choke. “You’re okay, you’re doin’ such a good job, doll.” His praise spurs you on and you work hard to breathe through your nose and take his load without struggle.

Only once he finishes does he let go of your head, murmuring “that’s a good girl” as you pull back to suckle at just the head. You clean him gently with your tongue, not wanting to overstimulate him, but hoping to get his cock clean so you can play with it once again. You hum and give him a happy smile when it starts to soften with each lick.

“This is much better.” You say as you reach up to feel along his flaccid length, kneading it gently in your fingers and relishing in the soft feeling. Remus hums.

“Yeah, I reckon you’ve got about 30 minutes with it, doll.” He says with a grin. “If you keep goin’ after that you’ll be sucking me off again.”

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thefreakcliche · 2 years

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My favorite Harry Potter fics & blurbs! Remember to support the writers you love by reblogging and liking! Please note none of these are written by me and all credit goes to the writers I just want to show some appreciation to my favorite ones I’ve read!

(THIS HAS NOT BEEN UPDATED YET!!)

(I’ll try to have this updated this week but there’s a lot going on atm and need to focus on other stuff to do sadly)

All the ones in red are the new ones added every week! So if you are coming back looking for the new ones you haven’t read yet look for the red ones! Once the new week comes I change the old ones back to black and the new ones are in red! (Hope that clears up why some of them are red!)

Hermione Granger

Longing

Relax

hermione wants her for a long time and one day in the empty class room they have sex?

Lovely

Thigh riding

James potter

Stepdad!james x innocent reader

Crybaby!reader

Ron Weasley

Angel

Our secret

Doll face

Wrong

Soft dom

Frost and ice (with Fred (no incest!)

Need it so bad

Throat training

Plaything (with other Weasley brothers (no incest!)

Beg (with the twins)

Just a small blurb of smut

A little help

riding stepbrother!ron under a blanket while you’re watching a movie with your family

gamer!ron teaching you how to play

Borrow at the burrow

ron railing you in his bedroom since hes sexually frustrated

Draco malfoy

inocent!reader is in heavy subspace during after care

Innocent! Reader feels achy and only Draco can fix it

step bro! dray playing video games and you keep trying to get his attention

stepbro!draco sneak in to your room while parents are home

stepdad!draco walking in on you touching yourself and he ends up helping you by eating you out

stepdad!draco sneaking into your bedroom

stepdad!draco fingering an innocent!reader and making her squirt for the first time

innocent!reader telling stepdad!draco that her pussy feels all tingly

draco x y/n facesitting but y/n is worried about her weight

To me it’s funny

Hushed

Cockwarming

Poly!Wolf star

Not so innocent desires

They find out the reader has a daddy kink

A demonstration

Just a little tired

Reader follows them during the full moon

Poly!marauders

We’ll sort this out later

No misbehaving

Polaroids

Walking in

A proper punishment

Crybaby

Migraine

First punishment’s

Pause for effect

Casual competition

Punishment

My little pet

Beginning’s

Greedy

Come back for us

Tough love

Bigger toy

What’s the word?

Warmth & safety

Sirius black

Where do babies come from

Common room

Remus lupin

Crybaby!reader

Dorm inspection

Never again

Awfully obvious

Yes, professor

Good girl?

Forgive me, father, for I have sinned

Stepdad! Remus x reader

Remus is tired but the girl is needy so they agree on cockwarming while they sleep.

crybaby!reader bringing flowers to remus but he's annoyed and knocks them out of her hand

Poly!Dron

Crybaby!reader is being “bratty” but actually is on her period

Should have listened

Poly!Darry

Aphrodisiac

Lucius Malfoy

Interruption in study

She’s busy

Legilimens

Severus Snape

Clever girl

Her spawn?

Getting what you asked for

Poly!Weasley twins (no twincest!!!)

Can you

Peach lipgloss

Plaything

Beg (with Ron (no incest!)

Frost and ice (with Ron (no incest!)

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hpimaginesandblurbs · 3 years

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masterlist

* = smut, 18+ only

neville longbottom

neville dating a slytherin headcannon*

jealous!neville smut*

overstimulation w. neville*

neville using sex toys on the reader*

losing your virginity to neville*

dom!neville punishes the reader*

cockwarming w. neville*

neville shows the reader just how not vanilla he is*

the morning after your wedding w. neville

dom!neville w. an aphrodisiac*

dom!reader using a sex toy on sub!neville*

remus lupin

young!remus, pre-full moon smut*

remus confesses his feelings for reader (pt. 1) (pt. 2*)

thigh riding w. remus*

young!remus soft post-full moon smut*

bratty sub!remus gets a punishment*

sirius black

sirius w. a breeding kink*

sirius w. a size kink*

cockwarming w. sirius*

young!sirius w. a mommy kink*

tom riddle

young!tom w. jealous reader*

tom w. dom!reader*

knife play w. tom*

mirror sex w. daddy kink!tom*

tom fucks ravenclaw!reader in the slytherin common room*

cedric diggory

cedric x reader mutual masturbation*

cedric nsfw headcannons*

thigh riding in the prefect’s bathroom w. cedric*

angry!cedric smut*

cedric overstimulating fem!reader*

cedric w. an innocence kink*

cedric w. a breeding kink + cockwarming*

cedric wakes the reader up with oral*

cedric punishes the reader w. bondage + overstimulation*

first time w. cedric during christmas holiday*

thigh riding w. best friend’s roomate!cedric*

draco malfoy

malfoy manor library smut* (pt. 2 w. breeding kink*)

dom!draco*

draco forgets your anniversary and makes it up to you w. sex*

mirror sex w. draco x innocent reader*

plus sized! reader facesitting w. draco*

cockwarming w. draco*

draco waking the reader up w. oral*

dom!draco w. a breeding kink*

overstimulation w. draco*

period sex w. draco*

draco fucks the brat right out of the reader*

sub!draco with a mommy kink*

sub!draco learns how to eat pussy*

reader cheats on draco while in an arranged marriage* (pt. 2*) (pt. 3*)

virgin!sub!draco*

draco making the reader cum from just dirty talk*

mean dom!draco punishes the reader*

enemies-to-lovers w. sub!draco*

ex husband!draco x reader get a second chance*

actress!reader and co-star!draco relieve frustrations after a spicy scene*

mean dom!reader punished bratty sub!draco*

blaise zabini

blaise w. a degradation kink*

jealous rough dom!blaise w. a breeding kink*

dom!blaise w. an innocence kink*

office sex w. blaise x breeding and degradation*

pegging sub!blaise w. a mommy kink*

hard dom!blaise on your wedding night*

harry potter

harry w. an edging kink*

sub!harry*

harry sexting headcannon*

harry comforting the reader when she thinks she’s a bad mom (pt. 2)

harry w. a mommy kink*

harry x reader get together after the war

dad!harry watching you breastfeed james

sub!harry gets punished by dom!reader*

dom!harry edges the reader w. a vibrator*

edging and overstimulation w. dom!harry*

thigh riding harry in the mirror*

sub!harry w. a mommy kink*

cockwarming sub!harry*

james potter

young!james being a tease in class*

sub!james w. a mommy kink*

george weasley

thigh riding george w. a praise kink*

sex w. george at www*

george w. an innocence kink*

playful george w. a bratty sub

fred weasley

fred’s reaction to the reader flirting w. a slytherin boy

mean dom!fred*

fred waking the reader up w. head and a smutty shower*

fred comforting insecure reader

daddy!fred takes your virginity*

desk sex w. fred*

ron weasley

cuddling w. soft!ron

ron. w a degradation and choking kink*

sex w. ron at the burrow*

calling ron ‘daddy’ for the first time*

regulus black

thigh riding w. regulus*

regulus catches girlfriend!reader masturbating*

hermione granger

sex. w hermione in an abandoned classroom*

lucius malfoy

lucius breeds reader*

multiple pairings

james x sirius x remus x reader foursome w. degradation*

ron x lee jordan x reader threesome w. dom!ron*

ron x fred x george x reader foursome*

using your safeword w. sirius x remus

overstimulation and subspace w. sirius x remus*

fred and george take turns w. reader*

dom!reader x dom!hermione x sub!harry*

dom!fred x sub!reader x dom!george*

reader x cedric x sub!harry*

dom!ginny x dom!reader x sub!draco*

doms!fred and george ruin the reader* (pt. 2*)

hermione catches draco x reader and joins*

enemies-to-lovers harry x reader x ron*

how the hp men would react if you used your safeword*

dom!reader punishes sub!harry x sub!draco*

how the hp men would react if you called them daddy*

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griffxnnage · 3 years

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pairing: sirius black x fem!reader ft. remus lupin

word count: 2.0k

warnings: slight exhibitionism, degredation, dumbification, clit slapping, choking, spanking, slapping, size kink, daddy + sir kink

thank you @eloquenceflores for the idea!! and here's your tag @lonelyhe4rts!

reblogs are appreciated and encouraged!

16+ please!!

“remmy, could you help me out with this paper? i just can’t seem to figure it out,” you sighed overdramatically, your shoulders slumping. if sirius wasn’t going to give you attention, you were gonna have to work for it. it was a bratty move, but in the moment, it seemed impossibly necessary.

you leaned to the side so remus could lean over your shoulder, and look at the parchment on the desk in front of you. he placed his hands on either side of you on the wood below, and your neck began to heat up. sure, you never really saw remus in a romantic way, but sirius hadn’t given you any attention in what felt like forever, so any attention was good attention.

“sure, y/n, what’s got you in a rut?” he peers at the paper before you and finds it blank. “you haven’t even started it? bad girl,” he teases, his tone wholly lighthearted and platonic, but a shiver went through you all the same.

“you know me,” you sent a wink his way, instantly causing his scarred and freckled face to go tomato red. he straightened out abruptly, and walked over to the tall, ebony-haired animagus that was leaning against the wall.

“you really need to work on her behaviour, pads. she’s getting out of control.” remus bumped his shoulder against your partner’s tattooed one, which directed your gaze to his face. his eyes were burning into yours, and you froze, your own eyes wide. you fucked up, there was no denying it.

“yes i do, moons, and yes she is.” he never broke eye contact with you while he was talking with his friend, making your heart race. remus seemed to pick up on sirius’ tone, and politely excused himself, grabbing his books and speed walking out of the room.

“so, pup, now that we’re alone, do you want to explain yourself?” sirius found a chair and sat in it, his legs spread, and his bulge more prominent than usual. you swallowed hard, your gaze falling on his crotch. your mouth began to water.

“i, um, explain what, siri? i did nothing wrong,” of course you did something wrong, but you wanted to have some fun. you were finally gonna get the attention you deserved.

your mind drifted to him fucking you from behind with his hand around your throat when he reached out and pulled you in by your waist. you cried out softly, when his hands traveled past your bum and hooked your knees out from under you. you came crashing down on the ground, your knees sure to bruise later.

“allow me to repeat myself, slut. what the hell is wrong with your attitude today?” he growled, his face inches from your own. you drew a shaky breath, and persisted. “i don’t know what you’re talking about, pads,” you tilted your head and furrowed your brows, feigning innocence.

he huffed, leaning in closer. “doll, you know i don’t like to repeat myself, and i’ve already done it once. do you have any idea of what you’re in for?” he tilted his head to match yours, except for his eyes. they were balls of fire, blown with lust.

“no, sirius, do tell me. what am i in for?” you looked at his lips boldly, speaking in a condescending voice, akin to the one he used for you.

“oh, y/n,” his usage of your name caught you off guard. “if only you were this bold when i had you across my lap, your ass just throbbing. if only, huh?” he stood up suddenly, and took hold of your neck to get a grip on you, and then both of your wrists in his large hand.

“siri, where are you taking me? we’re already alone,” your eyes darted back and forth, looking around to make sure no one else was in the common room with the two of you. “we’re going back to my dorm, pup. what, too dumb to comprehend the simplest things?” sirius scoffed, still pulling you along, up the stairs and into his room. thankfully there was no one else there, but you could still hear someone.

“siri, isn’t remmy in the next room?” your eyes widened as you slowly began to piece together his plan. he turned around and flung you on the bed. “wow, turns out my puppy isn’t just a dumb slut after all!” he mocked, climbing on top of you.

“but, siri-” you were cut off by a sharp slap to your cheek, the rings sirius had on accentuating the bite of his hand. “that’s not my name, puppy.” he glared at you, his hand poised for another slap. “daddy!! i’m sorry, daddy,” you shied away from an anticipated slap by it never came. instead, you felt his breath on your ear. “that’s much better.”

instead of kissing down your neck, he resorted to little bites. your body tremble under his mouth, and you whined whenever he bit you a little too hard. “ohh, does that hurt?” he mimicked your desperate, whiny tone. “good.”

he tore off your clothes, not caring about destroyed fabric, and resumed his descent down your body. he gave each of your nipples a firm tug and a little nibble, making you yelp. then finally, you remembered the lycanthrope that was just on the other side of the wall. “daddy,” you breathed, his bites making your brain foggy. “what about remmy,” you tilted your head up, as if looking through the wall at the lanky boy mere metres from the two of you.

“you think i bloody care? who was the one flirting with him earlier, huh? who was the one who got all wet when he called you a bad girl, hm?” at the mention of your throbbing cunt, you looked down to see him slowly dragging your panties down your legs. he never broke eye contact with you, and the look on his face and the way he held himself made you all the more soaked.

now that you were completely bare, he crawled back up your body and whispered in your ear. “you wish it was him between your legs, don’t you, slut? you want his hands to trace your body,” his actions followed his words, his hand now tracing shapes on your thighs, dangerously close to your dripping pussy.

you whined and arched your back at the idea of remus on top of you, with sirius in the room. ‘new kink unlocked,’ you thought to yourself.

“oh, you little whore, you like that idea, don’t you?” sirius chuckled, his hand inching closer and closer to your core. “you want him to be here, right next to me,” his fingers met your throbbing clit, tracing it gently. “playing with this soaked cunt of yours, hm?” you nodded, eyes closing and hips bucking. “well, too bad.” his fingers left you. before you had a chance to protest, they were back on your clit, only in the form of a slap.

you cried out, not expecting the sudden onslaught of pleasure and pain. he continued his attack on your hot cunt, slap after slap. you yelped at every hit, not caring that there was someone in the next room. “that’s right, slut, scream for me. want everyone to hear you moaning for me, and only me, you understand?” he ended the sentence with a particularly hard slap to your aching clit, and you answered with a yell. “only you, daddy!”

he finally halted his assault on your poor pussy, and flipped you over like you were a little ragdoll, like the little toy you were. “hips up, doll,” he gave your ass a light swat, and you flinched, expecting it to be a lot harder. “yes, sir,” you whimpered, your body shaky from its previous treatment.

“now, puppy, this time 'round, i want you to scream, but not for me.” he pulled you up by your neck, and grinned against your ear. “i want you to moan remus’ name. i want him to hear you moan his name like the little slut you are, m’kay?” your heartbeat quickened, and your eyes widened. you nodded, acknowledging your dom’s instructions. he held you against his chest, and bit into your neck as he lined himself up at your wet slit.

when he bottomed out inside you, he released his hold on you and pushed you back down against the bed. “come on, slut, you know what to do.” you could hear the smirk on his voice, and when his cock grazed the deepest parts inside of you with a few simple strokes, you cried out in ecstasy, “oh, fuck, remmy,”

in between the slapping of skin and the panting from the two of you, you were able to hear a gasp from the other side of the wall. “oh fuck, squeezed me so tightly there, did he hear us?” sirius smirked, slapping your ass occasionally, relishing in the way you clamped down on him when he did.

you managed to nod with your head against the bed, and you heard a “good,” from behind you. he resumed his brutal pace, reaching under you and pinching your swollen clit, causing you to scream out, “rem, fuck, remmy, fucking me so good,”

sirius kept pounding into your sensitive cunt, making you moan out his friend’s name countless times. when he felt you clench extra tight around him, he pulled you up against him by your neck once again, saying, “now, puppy, i want you to cum with his name on your tongue. can you do that for me?” you choked out a moan, his hand tightening, making your vision go blurry. he placed his hand on your stomach and you managed to croak out in bliss when you felt his cock impossibly deep inside you. “look it, puppy, daddy’s in your belly. if only rem could see you now.”

your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and a whimper escaped your throat. the coil in your belly kept on tightening, and tightening, and tightening, until finally…

“fuck, remmy, i’m cumming, fuck!!” you screamed, your cunt quivering around sirius’ cock. the feeling of you squeezing him so tightly sent him over the edge as well. the feeling of him painting your walls with his cum prolonged your orgasm, until you were left trembling against him.

he set you back down gently after pulling out, and he laid you down on his chest. “c’mere, pup,” he guided his semi-hard cock back into you, and you whimpered at the intrusion, your cunt now overly sensitive. he kept thrusting into you ever so softly, whispering to you that he needed to keep you stuffed full.

“you did so good for me, pup, such a good girl.” he ran his fingers through your hair, placing soft kisses on your temple. he pulled the blanket over the both of you, and started humming. however, he was interrupted by a knock at the door. “come in,” sirius responded.

the door creaked open, and none other than remus lupin was standing underneath its frame. your face heated up in an instant and you hid it in sirius’ chest, not wanting to face the man you’d just fantasized about.

“hey, bun,” he sat down next to you, his hand coming up to stroke your back. you whimpered at the touch, your skin on fire. the boys had a conversation, but it fell on deaf ears when it came to you, still in your post-orgasm bliss.

you felt a finger tap your nose, and looked up to see sirius motioning to remus. you turned your head and looked at him, wondering what was gonna happen next. “wanna play with me, bun? hm? want me to make you feel good?”

you gasped at the offer, and looked at sirius for confirmation that this was really happening. he gave you a curt nod, and lifted you off of his cock. “come on, pup, go play. i’ll be right here watching.”

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earlgreydream · 3 years

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quiz.

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anon requested. professor remus smut where we had you cockwarm him while he quizzes you for a test and teases you for being a dumb bunny and like you have to get all the questions right in order to move

“You need to quit procrastinating, my little love,” Remus scolded, dragging you off of the bed.

“I’ve got plenty of time!” You argued, gripping at the sheets, squirming against Remus.

“Bunny, the quiz is on Friday. Put your novel away.”

When you didn’t obey, he swatted your ass, eliciting a pained yelp. You sighed, dropping your book and shooting him an irritated glare.

Remus raised an eyebrow, daring you to continue your bratty attitude. The truth was, you did need to study for the quiz, and Remus was just holding you accountable. Dating your professor had its perks, but sometimes you wished he cared less about your grades.

He seemed satisfied when you dropped the glare, following him to his desk where the study guide was laid out. You started to pick it up, but Remus pried it from your fingers, setting it down.

He took a seat in the desk chair, sliding his trousers down his legs. Your brow knitted in confusion, unsure of what he was doing.

“You, my dear, are going to sit on my cock until you get all of the questions right. Once you’ve finished, I’ll let you move,” Remus explained, using his authoritative voice that stopped the argument in your throat.

You didn’t move from your place on the floor, staring at him like a dear in the headlights. You were startled out of your shock when he snapped his fingers, a sharp warning to be obedient.

You stepped forward, and he hooked his fingers in the lace on your hips, dragging them down over the curve of your ass. He tsked when he saw the damp spot on the red lace, biting back a pleased grin.

“Bunny, are you that horny at just the idea of warming me?” He asked, kissing between your hips, his scruffy face tickling your skin.

“Yes,” you admitted, pleasing him.

He took your wrist and guided your hand to his cock, and you stroked him a few times, feeling him harden further. You shifted your weight, eager to have him inside of you, not caring about how shameful it was.

He nipped at the soft flesh above your heat before pulling back and wrestling your shirt off of you. He gave this entire idea a second thought, wanting to just fuck you over the desk.

Remus sighed, turning you to face away from him before pulling you down on top of him, filling you up as he did so. You squirmed, a moan catching in your throat as he forced himself inside of your tight cunt.

“No.” His stern command stilled you, and you sat down on his lap, trying to hold as still as possible.

Remus took some pity on you, starting with easy questions. Despite the fact you knew the answers, being filled with him had your mind melting, making you struggle.

“Is my cock making you a dumb little bunny? Can’t even think with your cunt filled up?” Remus teased as you answered a question wrong.

“I’m not dumb,” you whined, your voice stumbling as he reached up to grope your tits.

“No? Then what’s the answer to number seven?” He asked, his tone dripping with teasing.

“Um…” you tried to think, but all you wanted was to move. He was so big, he was nearly brushing your cervix, and your clit throbbed as your body screamed for stimulation.

“Um?” Remus mocked, pinching your nipple and making you squeal.

“Impedimenta?” You tried.

“Good job, bunny. Looks like you’re not completely dumb.”

You inhaled sharply, pulsing around him as he teasingly degraded you. Remus smirked into your shoulder, feeling you drip around him.

“Oh, baby, do you like it when I tease you?” Remus asked, pretending to be shocked.

You shook your head, surprising Remus. A gasp escaped you as he wrapped his hand around your throat and pinned you back against his chest.

“Are you lying to me, bunny? Because with how fucking soaked you are, I don’t believe you,” his voice was dangerous, and you knew you’d been caught.

“Y/N!” Remus’ voice thundered through you, demanding an answer.

“Yes, professor. I like it when you call me your dumb bunny, it makes my pussy so wet,” you cried, whimpering as he gave your throat a squeeze.

“Come on, just a few more questions.”

It took you twice as long as it should’ve to answer them, needing to be prompted by the professor, who teased you mercilessly.

“Don’t you pay attention in class? Or do you just sit there and fantasize about my cock, bunny? You’re so fucking desperate. I should just keep you home to warm me since you can’t even think.”

“Yes, yes, just want to be your cockwhore,” you mumbled, desperate tears slipping out of the corners of your eyes.

Remus slammed the textbook closed and shoved you forward on top of the desk. Your hands smacked against the wood, bracing yourself against the impact.

“I’ve been dying to fuck you,” he growled, pushing your down while he railed you like a toy.

He was shoving himself inside of you all at once, and pulling nearly entirely out before slamming back into your cunt. Your thighs bruised against the edge of the desk from the force of his thrusts. He tore pleasure from you, using you to get off.

“Please, Professor, I need to come, please!” You begged, reaching behind your head and wrapping your fingers around his wrist. You were nearly crying, writhing below your boyfriend as he pounded into you.

His other hand reached under you and pushed between your folds, red and swollen from how rough he was being with you. You pushed back against him as he found your clit, eager to chase your release that you’d needed for an hour now.

Remus abandoned his usual tactic of drawing slow circles that made your mind melt, in favor of rubbing you off as fast as he could while still railing into your abused cunt. He hit your cervix with every thrust, the pain shooting a deliciously unique pleasure down your spine.

He forced an orgasm from you, his movements rough and rushed, like you had to hurry if you wanted to get off. Your screams were loud and high pitched, your mind shutting off as white-hot fire engulfed your body. You hardly registered Remus coming inside of you, the thick release leaking down your thighs in an erotic visual. His hand lifted off of your head, allowing you to push yourself up onto your elbows.

“You took me so well, bunny. I’m so fucking proud of you,” Remus praised, gently moving you to a bath, making sure you knew he didn’t mean the degrading things he’d said.

You accepted his gentle kisses as the two of you settled in a hot bath, sweet-scented bubbles wafting around you. You appreciated him helping you get clean, the action much more intimate than the rough sex you’d just had.

“I think you’ll do well on your quiz.”

“Remus, you are not still thinking about it,” you giggled, shaking your head.

“Can’t help it,” he grinned, kissing your cheek.

You ran into Remus’ office, clutching your quiz in your hand. You nearly fell on his desk, leaning over it.

“Y/N?!”

“I got an A!” You grinned, holding up the quiz for your boyfriend.

“Guess we’ll have to employ that study method more often,” Remus grinned, pulling you into a kiss.

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forthehpfanboys · 3 years

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Three is a Crowd

Pair: Remus Lupin x Reader x Sirius Black; he/him.

Summary: Sirius, you and Remus weren't scared to hide your relationship, but when it came to more.. Private matters, they obviously preferred keeping it personal. Plus, who doesn't love teasing Remus?

Warnings: SMUT (MDI), dirty talk, poly relationship, Wolfstar (but is that even a warning?), hair pulling, short mention of daddy. use of a collar at the end. If I missed any, please dm me.

Notes: Me, knowing damn well I have a busy life, but takes every request I get because I can’t say no. Oh, and the gif by me using other people's gifs- Might make a part two. Top Remus tho.

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It wasn’t hard to catch the boy's attention. James and Lily loved to joke that they were wrapped around your finger, which they were. All you had to do was sway your hips a little bit or bend over right or just lick your lips innocently. They really were, they weren't afraid to admit it and of course you used it to your advantage, but you still love them. That always came first.

Sirius and Remus had fallen head over heels for you during their time during Hogwarts. Both could pinpoint it exactly. The two men were already an item when you showed up at the school- a transfer student. You were introduced to them by Lily, something about you being a distant cousin of hers and you quickly became a new founded Marauder.

Remus fell for you first. It was around the time they were all studying to become animagus and he discovered you were bloody brilliant! After months of struggling with the stupid ritual, you were the final piece they needed to figure it all out. And you didn’t judge him over something he couldn’t control, so that was a bonus to him, of course. But how could you judge him for his lycanthropy? Almost everyone in the wizarding world hated him for this one simple thing,

Meanwhile, Sirius’ was a lot more simple. He noticed you by your slick comebacks. Like holy Merlin’s beard- Sirius was convinced your words could cause someone to physically combust. He’d never seen that happen, but he has seen you make 8th years cry. He’s also a hundred percent certain you have a thesaurus lying under your pillow. He didn’t know the word ‘imbecile’ had so many synonyms. And you helped him help his best friend so of course he fell in love with you.

So, when you fell for them, a natural love for being between both boys formed. This random craving would kick in whenever you were around the two of them. Whether it was you three walking to the next class or sitting in the Gryffindor common room, you just had to be between them. It was quite literally your favorite place on this planet. But there were rules- of course there were.

One of the main rules was no teasing in front of friends. Believe it or not, James had a limit on how much sexual tension he could sit through in one lunch period, so he enforced the rule, which was.. Unusual to say the least. Usually Remus created the rules to keep you and Sirius in check. He had a switch and a sub under his belt and it could be a struggle, especially when they were bratty and they’d team up against him.

Which is exactly what you two had been doing all day; harassing poor Moony despite whoever was near. During potions, Sirius had palmed Remus while you playfully whispered in the werewolf’s ear, calling him daddy and asking for help with your most innocent voice. Watching your boyfriend squirm and slap Sirius’ hand away was genuinely humorous. It became down right funny when he threatened to punish both of you by not talking to you, but you both knew he’d do more than that. Knowing Remus would drag you both by your ties to the dorm room and straight up ruin you two, you both eased off him, letting him continue his notes in peace, but once potions were over, the teasing immediately continued.

Soon enough, classes were over and the three of you were walking back to the dorms. It was easy to see Remus was sick of your shit, so while he led you to his prefect room, you and Sirius were looking at each other. Sirius shrugged, looking as laid back as he felt, but you were a tad more nervous. Sometimes Remus could be downright mean.

“You two are insufferable!” Remus hollered, his hand rubbing his temple as he shoved open his door. “I know you love my reactions, guys, but seriously? Was grabbing my ass over my robe necessary?” He had his arms crossed over his chest and turned around to glare at you and Sirius.

“You know it was, baby.” Sirius winked while shutting the door behind him. He walked around you, dragging a hand across your lower back before diving onto Remus’ bed. He laid on his back, spreading his legs and placing his hands behind his head. Your eyes shamelessly dragged across the sliver of pelvic bone peaking out under his white collared shirt.

“I thought it was a bit much.” You shrugged, looking over to Moony’s glowing eyes. A smirk grew across your lips when he pointed at you, his eyes narrowing at you.

“Being a kiss ass does not mean you’re free, mister. You’re in just as much trouble as that one.” His point moved to the man laying on the bed, who clearly couldn’t care less. He ran a hand through his hair and plopped down onto the edge of the bed. He even smacked Sirius’ hand away when it gripped his hip. “Down, boy.”

“Ouchies! My pride.” Sirius mocked your voice and rubbed his hand, a chuckle leaving his lips. He couldn’t help but lick his lips. His dark eyes flicked over to you, his smirk growing as he nodded his head in the direction of Remus’ back.

“Good. I’m mad at you.” The werewolf ducked his head down before running a hand through his hair, making the curly locks messier than usual. He beckoned you over with two curling fingers and waited patiently for you to stand in front of him. Once you were in arms reach, he cupped both of your cheeks in each hand and smiled at you, bringing your face closer to his. “What am I going to do with you?” He whispered, his breath fanning over your lips.

“I’m not sure, but I know Sirius technically did more damage than I did. I’m your bestest boy.” You grinned, grabbing his wrists and kissing a palm. Your grin turned into a side smirk when Sirius let out a weak ‘hey!’ behind your brunette boyfriend.

Suddenly, Remus’ arms were twisting around your waist and he was falling backwards onto the bed, taking you down with him. You let out a yelp while colliding with your soft boyfriend's chest.

“I think I know what I’m going to do with you.” Remus’ head was resting on Sirius’ tummy, allowing the animagus to run his fingers through soft hazel nut locks, which Remus easily ignored. Meanwhile, Lupin was cheekily slipping his hand under your shirt. His calloused palms glided across your skin, rubbing your hip gently before moving up to your belly. “I’m going to ignore the little bastard behind me and I’m going to focus on you, pretty boy.”

“Hey! (Y/n) messed with you too, Rem! You’re being unfair!” Sirius sat up a little, bracing his body weight on his elbows as he glared down at his freckle covered partner. His jaw dropped when Remus flicked his nose before skillfully tugging your shirt over your head. “Un-fuckin’-believable.” Sirius grumbled, laying back on the bed and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Your smart mouth is why I’m ignoring you.” Remus spoke nonchalantly, one hand slipped into your back pocket, gave your butt a tight squeeze, while the other steadily began climbing toward your chest. His hand in your pocket held your hips down while his hips grinded up into yours. His eyes darkened at the needy whine that left your lips when his rough thumb pad ran over one of your nipple.

See, Remus always enjoyed seeing you react to him. He could write down all of it. He could fill enough books with his favorite things about you to cause an empty Hogwarts library to overflow. How your eyes would roll back into your skull, how your jaw would go slack with need and how your breath catches in the middle of your throat, leaving you breathless, how you’d moan his name. He loved wrecking you, utterly destroying you.

His scar covered hand moved up to your hip, getting a steadier grip so he could really raise his hips and roll them against yours. The hand on his chest delicately rolled a nipple between the thumb and forefinger. He thought you were a piece of art, painted just for him. Your heart was pounding in your ears. Remus was quickly becoming the only coherent thought in your head. You could smell his perfume and it was only fogging up your head worse than his touch. You let out a moan, your eyelids drooping a tad.

"You like that, baby?" he whispered into your open mouth, kissing the corner before sliding his lips down to the corner of your jaw. He licked a fat, flat line across the point, running up to your earlobe before sucking on it.

The werewolf grinded up into you harder, a growl emitting from his throat that would scare even the toughest of creatures. He let out a loud, breathy loan when you nodded and copied his hip movements.

"Of course you do. You're not a brat or a whiney bitch- you're perfect."

Suddenly, Sirius was sitting up and Remus was going silent, almost frozen in his place. Both were listening quite intently over your heavy breathing when loud, stomping footprints made themselves known. Sirius watched in amusement while Remus threw you on to the empty bed space next to him and magicked a blanket over the both of you.

James was pushing open the door about as loudly and hazardously as his footsteps. The door bounced off the wall and collided with his still outstretched arm. You sat up, slowly coming back from the pleasure filled bliss, and slowly becoming more and more pissed you just got cock-blocked by one of your more oblivious friends.

“James, sorry, mate, we’re in the mi-” Sirius was rudely cut off by the messy haired idiot. Spit flew from James’ mouth as he spoke aggressively, his hand waving around as he spoke.

"Can you believe him?!" the Seeker hollered, acting as if his friends, best friends knew immediately what he was talking about. He strode into the middle of the room, pacing in front of the polygamous couple, clearly pissed. It didn't take long for Peter to follow in after, either.

"No, Prongs, you're not exactly telling us anything." Remus spoke up, acting as if he totally wasn't just grinding against you. He was good at keeping his voice level and that it had you confused.

"Little Sour Grape Snape thinks he can try to push that whole fiasco on me like I meant for it to happen?" James yelled out again, almost completely ignoring Remus. Peter sat on the bed across from the trio, his eyes glued to James as he paced. You looked at Sirius, who turned to you, and shrugged, scooting to sit right next to Remus.

"Wanna share what's goin' on, Pete?" Sirius asked, finally scooting to be face to face with the soft boy, and sitting on the other side of Remus. His hand landed on Remus' thigh, gently rubbing over the blanket.

The chubby boy played with his fingers, his mouth opening quickly to tell the tale of Snape and his stupid complaining and blood status shit. However, Remus, nor you, could focus because Sirius’ hand was moving under the blanket and going straight between Remus’ legs.

The sun was setting behind the vast forest, effectively blocking natural light, leaving the room slightly colder and darker than before. Sirius knew it was hard to see what was going on under the blanket, so all carefulness got thrown out the window.

Sirius' hand slid between Remus' thighs, using a hand to hide his smirk. He nodded his head along, as if he was really listening and invested in the story. You turned to Sirius, following his arm and the lump under the blanket and got the idea- and it only became reinforced when Sirius gave you a dramatic wink.

Your own hand slid under the blanket, landing on your werewolf boyfriend's knee, you thumb caressing it gently. Your hand didn’t stay there long. You began to move it up, moving slowly, just inch by inch, stopping suddenly when Remus’ hand clamped around your wrist.

“Boys, stop it.” Remus growled out, but it seemed more directed to Sirius. You were worried for a second that James or Peter heard, but when they kept going on and on, delving deeper and deeper into the story, you realized they were absolutely clueless. You decided to test the waters, slowly running your hand down and then back up, a tad higher, but Moony left his hand on your wrist.

“I said, cut it out. Now.” The brunette’s voice was deep enough to cause a shudder to go down your spine and it went straight to your dick. You jumped when his hand landed on your thigh, giving you a warning squeeze that you once again ignored and moved your hand closer to the inside of his thigh.

You felt fingers run over yours at the top of his thigh and suddenly Remus’ thigh muscles were tightening. Padfoot had run his fingers over his hard-on. You knew you were both pushing it, but you kept going. You heard the brunette groan into his hand, his eyelids fluttering for a second before his gaze hardened and he sunk his teeth into his bottom lip. You could hear the low growl emitting from this throat.

So while James and Peter told their elaborate and stupidly long story, you both teased your partner, enjoying how he tried to sit still and refused to even look at you two. Remus’ jaw was pulled tight, his eyes darker than the night, and his lips drawn into a thin line. Eventually, it came to an end, and the two left, James complaining loudly that no one cared like he did and suddenly the blanket was thrown across the room.

Remus stood up, giving you a glare that you couldn’t help but find hot as hell. You always loved riling him up, but you also loved managing to wiggle out of punishments. Sirius always bitched about you getting away nearly scot free, but you’d just blow raspberries at him. It was funny, honestly, not that you were laughing now. It was clear both of you took it too far.

“You two are in a whole heap of fucking trouble. I can not believe you today, especially you. You’re such a bad influence on my baby.” Remus pointed at Sirius, his brows drawn tight together in pure anger. His eyes were lit up like with fire and the veins on his neck were protruding from underneath the skin in the sexiest way. The simple feature had you clenching your thighs, hoping to release some tension or get a touch or something.

“Our baby. Besides, you’re overreacting Rem.” Sirius shrugged, leaning back on his hands. He blew a stand of hair out of his face, acting like everything was fine and dandy while his boyfriend had steam blowing out of his ears.

His simple sentence caused the brunette’s eye to twitch and you knew he had dug himself a bigger whole. You put your hands in your lap like a good boy and sat, watching the two argue, knowing it was going to be a very long night.

“Oh. I’m overreacting, huh? Do you wanna say that again?” His tone was so flat, almost like he was talking to an idiotic teenager who did exactly what he was told not to do, the messy haired animagus was sitting up quickly, realizing he fucked up- again.

“No, no. That’s not what I meant, baby, you’re getting my words twisted. I meant it’s my fault and that you might be getting a tad carried away. Please don’t be mad at me.” Sirius put on his most dazzling smile and softest voice. He was trying to do what you did so well and wiggle his way out of punishments. “Have I ever mentioned how hot you look when you're mad?”

It was funny, really, how Sirius was saying exactly what you were thinking.

“No, dove, I’m not mad at you.” Remus threaded his hand slowly through Sirius' wavy hair, a small, sweet smile spread across his cheeks. Sirius let out a sigh, a huge grin matching his boyfriends, his eyes sparkling with pure joy in the dim light.

"I'm glad you're so understanding, honey bunches. I love you so, so, so much." Sirius spoke, leaning forward, lips puckered to plant a kiss to the brunettes. You really thought he had known Moony better. Moony very, very rarely let either of you off the hook for something like this.

However, Remus didn't let him move very far. His fingers latched onto the hair at the top of Sirius' head and ripped it back, causing his neck to bend backward and a whorish moan escaped his lips. Siri’s hands shot up to grip the one tugging his head back and he had to strain his eyes to look at his Moony.

"I’m fucking livid, Sirius. You're such a slut. Surely you know me better than that. Have I ever let you get away with behavior like that?” Remus waited for an answer. He wasn’t very patient though, because soon, he was pulling on the long locks again. “Well?”

“No.” Sirius groaned out. He seemed grumpy he couldn’t cute his way out of this like he was sure you could. You figured you could probably avoid the punishment by sneaking out, knowing Remus wouldn’t send a search party after you. And if you made a good enough excuse, he’d let you go with a harsh spanking and the promise of no orgasms for the day, which didn’t seem too terrible.

“Do I have to treat you like a slut?" his lips pressed against a pulse point but didn't place a single kiss to Sirius' lips. "Maybe I should put a muzzle on your filthy mouth and tie you up. Put you in the closet while I fuck our dearest silly, hmm?"

Remus pulled away, this time tugging Sirius' eyes level with his. The werewolf let out a snicker, enjoying the way tears of pain had gathered in his boyfriends eyeline.

"I should teach you who's in charge. What do you say pumpkin?" Remus turned to the spot where you were seated and noticed it was empty. "Pumpkin?" He turned around and saw you trying to sneak out of the dorms door.

He reached into his pocket, tsking all the while casting a spell that caused a collar to appear around your neck with a pop. You let out a squeak, your heads going to the new leather.

"Do I have to put both of you in your place?” Remus pushed Sirius away and walked swiftly over to you, grabbing the d ring on the front of your collar. He gave it a tug, effectively keeping your eyes on his. “You’re not being my good boy, are you?”

“No..” Unlike Sirius, you answered quickly. You looked up at Remus, eyes wide, owlish and feigning innocence. “But I-”

“Quiet. You’re usually so good for me, darling. I bet you picked up the disrespect from our boyfriend, didn’t you? I’m gonna have to fuck the attitude out of you.” He tugged on the d-ring, dragging you with him as he walked back over to the bed. “Sirius, against the headboard.”

Without hesitation, the niorette shuffled toward the headboard, resting his back against it. He learned quickly to keep his mouth shut. With the new space made, Remus pushed you forward and laughed when your hands came out in front of you to catch your fall, but slipped on the silk bedspread. Your chest collided with the plush mattress, a pained cry leaving your lips when your knees collided with the wooden floor.

“Owie, Rem!” You turned to look back at him, but he grabbed your hair and forced your cheek against the mattress. You looked back at him, your cheeks turning pink with embarrassment and you tried to pout your way out of this, like usual.

“Shut up, bunny. Daddy’s not going easy on you this time, so be a good boy and take what I fucking give you.”

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pinkandblueblurbs · 3 years

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you don't have to take this req if you don't want to, but poly!wolfstar where the reader goes on a bratty streak. just breaking all the rules bc fuck the rules. and sirius who is always defending the reader pleads with remus not to punish you for your behavior, but then one day while sirius isn't around you break a rule and remus just snaps. and he punishes you (maybe edges you, feel free to take creative liberty) until you are a sobbing mess with cum running down your thighs. and sirius comes in towards the end of the punishment and licks the tears off of her face and the cum off of her thighs, and just generally soothes her.

kinda like good cop bad cop but with doms.

i love you i hope you are having a good day <3

im so excited 😈😈

Remus Lupin x Sirius Black x Fem!Reader. Heavy d/s dynamic, bimbofication, smoking, brat taming, edging, threesome/polyamory, punishment, daddy kink, light dd/lg, clit slapping

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“The fuck did I say about you smokin’? Huh?” Remus snatches the unlit cigarette from between your lips, pulling a whimper out along with it.

“Sirius does it.” The male only meets your plaintive whine with a roll of his eyes.

“Pads is an idiot, Y/n. And you’re too little to smoke, you know that” Remus reprimands as he tosses the tube to Sirius, who’s lounging on the couch of the empty common room. You let out a huff, flopping onto the couch beside the raven haired male as he sticks the smoke between his lips and pulls out a lighter.

“What’re you sitting down for, sweetheart?” Remus scoffs as he sits in a nearby armchair, a large hand patting his lap. “You know what happens when you break a rule-“

“Lay off ‘er, Moons.” Sirius mutters around the cigarette, pocketing the lighter before wrapping a slender arm around you. “She’s a good girl, yeah? ‘S not her fault ‘m a bad influence.”

“She knows better, Pads, you can’t just-“

“You think she knows better? You seen her? She’s a dumb little puppy, she can’t help it.” His hand comes up to your head, fingertips rubbing at your scalp, and you nod at the lycanthrope, offering him your most innocent look. Remus lets out an incredulous scoff, eyes moving in another irritated rotation.

“You’re such a fucking pushover.” He mutters, but to your joy he doesn’t push any farther- he simply settles back into the chair, reaching into his bag to retrieve the book he’s been reading.

You grin, and Sirius gives your head a pat. As you gaze up at him he takes the cigarette between two fingers, exhaling a plume of smoke as he speaks.

“You’re welcome, pup.” He murmurs before blowing the last dregs of smoke into your face. You scrunch up your nose and let out a giggle that makes him grin, grateful to be safe from the pain of one of Remus’s brutal spankings.

The rest of the evening comes and goes as normal, as does the following morning- though you give Remus a bit more sass than normal, feeling less afraid to push his buttons and bend the rules knowing that you have Sirius in your corner, ready to defend you and talk you out of a punishment.

So by the time dinner is over, and you’re hanging out in the boys’ dormitory, Remus is on his final straw. And you make the mistake of plucking it from his grasp when Sirius is out- off making some kind of mischief with James- and you’re alone to face the consequences.

“Hands off. Now.” Remus’s voice is a dangerous growl, prompting your heart to race as you slowly pull your hands out of your panties and sweatpants, away from your pulsing clit. He stands from his desk and you sit up, eyeing you predatorily as he stalks towards you.

“I told you I’d take care of you after I finished my paper- are you that fucking impatient?”

“S-Siri says I’m cute when I’m desperate-“ you try to reason, but you can tell instantly by the blazing fire in his eyes that your words only make the male angrier.

“I don’t give a fuck what Siri says! Have you forgotten who’s in charge?” He’s standing right before the bed now, and he reaches out with one hand to grasp your face, strong fingers squeezing your cheeks and making your lips jut out in an exaggerated pout. You shake your head as vigorously as you can manage to within his grip, eyes wide and anxiety growing.

“Tell me, then. Who’s in charge?”

“You, Rem-“ his hand releases your face only to land a smack against your cheek, making you gasp.

“Try again.”

“You, daddy” you whimper the correction as stinging pain blooms on your skin from the impact.

“That’s better.” He mutters, hands moving to his hips as he gazes down at you almost disdainfully. “Now what am I going to do with you…”

“You don’t have to do anything daddy, I’ll be good-“ you’re cut off by Remus’s scoff.

“You think I’m gonna buy that? After your recent bratty streak? After you touched yourself without permission? I’ve been goin’ way too easy on you, doll.” Your heart drops, and you silently curse your decision to be so testy with Remus.

“Alright, get your pants and underwear off and then lie back down.” Remus instructs, and you rise to your feet to do so.

“L-lie down on my stomach, daddy?” You ask as your bottoms pool around your ankles and you step out of them.

“On your back.” He responds, ruling out a spanking as his mode of punishment. You swallow, knowing that means you’re either in for a night of painful pleasure and countless orgasms, or a night of agonizing denial. Or both, you realize fearfully, and you pray that that isn’t the case.

“Now, Y/n.” Remus’s snippy words snap you out of your thoughts, and you hastily move onto the mattress, your warm back against the cool sheets with your thighs pressed together protectively.

“Don’t be stupid, bunny, open your legs” Remus grumbles impatiently, reaching out to grasp your calves and pull your legs apart. Arousal floods your belly at his rough manhandling.

“You wanted to cum, baby?” Remus coos tauntingly, calloused thumb moving to rub circles on your sensitive clit, making you gasp

“Yes, daddy. Please.” You whine, and Remus hums thoughtfully.

“I guess you should have thought about that before you acted like such a spoiled brat.”

“Remus-“ a sharp slap lands on your clit, cutting your whine off with a yelp. “Sorry! Daddy, I wanna cum. Please, please-“ your hips are lifting off the mattress as he rubs you, your pleasure climbing towards that blissful peak you crave.

“And I told you that you’re not gonna.” With that his thumb is gone, tearing a plaintive whine from your lips as your hips rut upwards in search of friction that isn’t there.

“Daddy” you whimper pathetically, frustrated tears already gathering in your eyes at having been denied release.

“Shut up, I hate it when you whine.” He growls “Just take your punishment like a good girl, yeah? You’ve gotta show me you can be a good girl, cause I’m starting to doubt it.”

“I can be a good girl!” You immediately chirrup, fingers curling in the sheets below as Remus’s thumb returns to your clit, ready to work you up to the edge once again.

“Prove it.”

Remus goes on like this for what feels like ages to you, bringing you so near to orgasm that your body tenses and the beginnings of a moan spill from your slackened lips, then stopping all stimulation and leaving you completely unsatisfied. He turns you into a sweaty, trembling, needy mess- your cheeks wet with tears, your cunt pulsing achingly, your thighs slick with moisture, your speech reduced to meaningless babble- and he beats you down until all thoughts of brattiness are lost on you, and all that consumes your mind is a desire to be good for daddy.

Just when Remus is removing his thumb from you for what you’re sure must be the hundredth time, leaving you sobbing and bucking wildly beneath the strong arm he’s laid across your lower belly, Sirius enters the room.

“Merlin, what’s going on here?” He inquires, surprise and arousal evident in his tone.

“‘M finally giving your ‘dumb little puppy’ the punishment she deserves.” Remus seethes, voice void of any mercy. The click of Sirius’s tongue is barely audible to your cotton stuffed ears, and your head lolls to the side so you can take in his approaching form through tear-clouded vision.

“Fuckin’ hell, Moons, what’d you do to the poor thing? She looks a right mess.” Sirius murmurs, reaching out to stroke fingers over your hair, cooing when you crane your tilt to chase his touch.

“Been edgin’ her- it’s hardly been twenty minutes, she’s just bein’ fucking dramatic” Remus’s long fingers tap at your sensitive clit, making you gasp and arch on the mattress, and Sirius crouches down beside your head, more soothing coos falling from his lips as he pets you.

“Ease up on her, mate. I think she’s done.” Sirius intones, sympathetic grey eyes meeting yours. You let out a whimper and reach out for his free hand, desperate for the respite he offers, but Remus only lets out a dark chuckle.

“She can take one more, Pads. Then I reckon she’ll have learnt her lesson.”

“Moons-“

“Do you remember what a fucking brat she’s been all damn week?” Remus cuts him off, voice short. Sirius looks at you, taking in your glassy eyes and wet cheeks, watching your dazed expression as you play idly with the fingers of the hand you’d grappled for.

“Fine.” He concedes, letting out a sigh. “One more.” You let out a soft whimper at this as the raven haired male maneuvers so he’s sitting on the bed, one leg bent under his butt, with your head in his lap.

“Alright, angel.” That agonizing touch is back in your clit, nerves alight and hyperactive thanks to Remus’s ruthless teasing. “Let’s get you there again, c’mon.”

“Daddy” the word comes out a sob, your head thrashing against Sirius’s lap, and he reaches out to cup your face, shushing softly.

“I know love” Remus’s voice is a mocking coo “You wanna cum so bad, huh?”

“Please” your cries are turning to hiccups, the cruel taunting coupled with the firm rub of his thumb making your cloudy head spin.

Sirius leans down, bringing his lips to your cheeks and peppering kisses along the tracks of tears there, his soft tongue poking out to clean your skin of the salty fluid.

“You’re alright, puppy” comes the murmured comfort between kisses, the words a low and gentle rumble. “You can do it, my good girl.”

The sound of his voice and the tender contact of his lips, a stark contrast to Remus’s unrelenting attention to your clit, keeps you grounded as your heightening pleasure threatens to send you flying.

“Please” the word leaves your lips again, having become the only syllable you’re capable of uttering. You’re so close, so unbearably close, but what’s more unbearable still is the knowledge that it’s as close as you’re going to get.

Your choked gasp confirms this as Remus pulls his thumb away from your throbbing nub quickly, his large hands gripping your calves to keep your thrashing legs at bay. Sirius’s arms snake around your middle to combat your arching back.

“Shhh, easy, easy. You’re all done, puppy, you did it.” Sirius’s voice drowns out your slew of pathetic whimpers. Below you, Remus wipes any residual moisture from his hand onto your thigh, finally letting go of your trembling legs. He looks at your quivering lower lip and wide, wet eyes, and for the first time this evening some sympathy crosses his features.

“Yes, angel, you’re done.” He murmurs, giving you a smile far gentler than the taunting grins prior. Sirius presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

“Lemme get you all cleaned up, pretty girl.” He murmurs, gently moving your head off his lap so he can stand and make his way between your legs. “Then you can go to the bathroom and get to sleep.”

“Kay daddy.” You agree blearily, glassed over optics following Sirius’s form as he settles down, head at the apex of your thighs.

“He’s not daddy-“

“Let it go, Moons. You’ve fucked her too dumb, she can’t think straight.” Sirius cuts off his correction, giving him a quick side eye.

Then he’s leaning down, and his soft tongue is back against your skin to lick up the sweet tasting slick that has gathered on your folds and inner thighs over the course of the evening. Soft whimpers and gasps leave your lips at the stimulation, despite the male’s attempts to avoid your most sensitive areas.

While Sirius laps at you your gaze shifts to Remus as he strips out of his sweater and pants, and the prominent bulge in his trousers catches your attention.

“Lemme help, daddy” you whimper out, weakly moving up onto your elbows as your foggy mindset urges you to please your dominant. “Gotta make you feel good.” The smile that graces his lips has finally returned to its usual tenderness.

“It’s okay, baby. Sirius and I will take care of one another once we get you all settled in.” His words are meant to reassure you, but they only bring another distressed whine from your lips.

“Gotta be a good girl-“

“You are a good girl, doll. You took your punishment so well, daddy’s not angry with you anymore.” His large hand reaches out to stroke along your cheek, his touch the softest you’ve felt since this all began. You offer him a wobbly nod, dopey smile forming on your lips.

“Atta girl. Now go on to the toilet with Pads, he’ll get you all cleaned up.”

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fandom-puff · 3 years

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Taking Care

Pairing: Narcissa Malfoy x reader

Requested by: anon ‘s-soooooo, i saw you put "caregiving" for narcissa's kinks, care to write a little something that expands on that 👀 i just love my dom milf queen ajofiejofajifaf’

Warnings: caretaking, slight brattiness, established dynamic

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“Darling? I’ve been looking all over for you,”

You barely looked up from the book in your lap. “Sorry... can’t put this down, you should definitely read it,”

Narcissa smiled gently, her heels clacking on the library floor as she approached you, sitting on the arm of the couch. “You’ve been here for a while, my sweet, it’s getting rather latw; have you eaten? Had anything to drink?”

You were silent, looking down at the book, although you were no long reading. Narcissa frowned, tipping your chin up so you had to face her. “You haven’t, have you?” She said softly and you shook your head. “Come on now, sweetheart. You haven’t had anything to eat or drink since lunch time. Come along,” you pouted, looking back down at your book. Narcissa raised her eyebrows and eased it out of your hands, marking the page and shutting it. “Don’t ignore me, sweetheart,”

“But I don’t want to. I want to stay up late tonight,” you pouted, folding your arms. Narcissa set the book aside.

“Princess,” she said warningly. “We will get you something to eat and drink. Then you may read another chapter before bed, alright?”

You opened your mouth to protest, but seeing the firm, cool look on Narcissa’s face had you shutting up pretty quickly. You nodded, slipping your hand in hers, allowing you to walk you to the kitchen. “Sorry for being a brat, Cissa,” you mumbled shyly, trying to suppress a yawn.

Narcissa smiled gently. “You’re forgiven darling. Let’s get you fed and watered and tucked up in bed, hmm?”

“‘Kay,” you said, exhaustion starting to creep up on you as you walked. “But can you read to me before I go to sleep?”

Narcissa squeezed your hand gently. “Of course, my little love,”

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dirt-cup-draco · 4 years

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Remus x Reader- Too Far

Hi 🥺👉👈 your remus x readers are all amazing, you write him so well! Could I possibly request an professor remus x professor reader where maybe she's had to leave her classroom crying and he spots her while he's walking around because he has a free period and comforts her? Either they're in a relationship or are already good friends/crushing :) @space-helen

A/N: That means so much to me! I looooove Remus which I’ve probably said a billion times. Thank you for the request! xoxo

At the start of the school year, Remus had been delighted to see you at the head table, partaking of the feast that had been so elegantly prepared. You were a dear friend to him yet after James and Lily’s deaths he had lost contact with many people who reminded him of better times.

You had been kind enough to forgive him turning you into a causality of his emotional torment. Time healed however, even if he knew he would always feel the loss of the two kindest souls the world had to offer. Seeing Harry chat animatedly with his friend brought him some comfort as well and he had gained the confidence to speak with you.

Between sneaking into each other’s rooms and helping grade papers, he had fallen in love along the way and you had been close behind. It had been a blissful few weeks and even with the impending threat of the full moon Remus had been completely at ease.

So when he was on his way to your class, meaning to ask you to dinner that night, he was deeply bothered to see you race from your room, tears streaming down your cheeks as a pair of teenage Slytherins stood within, snickering.

Peaking his head in, Remus stared down the boy and girl. “Fifty points from Slytherin!” He hollered at them before chasing after you, afraid if he stuck around to punish the students he would lose sight of you. He followed you through the ever-changing paths of Hogwarts, staircases moving swiftly as he called out your name. Luckily, the students were eating lunch right now and were unaware that Professor Lupin was trying, and failing, to chase his girlfriend down and comfort her.

You threw the door to your bedroom open and Remus trailed in, closing it behind him to give the two of you some privacy. Immediately you were falling into his arms and your silent tears were damp against his worn jumper. “Nasty buggers, aren’t they?” Was all he could think to say as he smoothed the back of your hair down, your arms wrapped tight around his midsection.

Remus had feared that this would happen. You were strong, intelligent and darling, with a wit that knocked him on his ass and a smile that left him breathless. You were a hero to him. Yet, it seemed that even a hero had their weaknesses and yours was bratty teenage children that never seemed to know what “too far” meant.

You nodded in agreement against his chest. “They said I was a rubbish professor and they were sure a troll could do better teaching lessons, then they said a troll would probably look pretty standing next to me!”

Remus sighed, reasoning with himself that it would be wrong to punch a student that was thirty something years younger than him. You were everything to him, beautiful and stunning. He had not one inkling as to how you were not immediately adored by students and staff alike. Merlin knows he was head over heels for you.

Your tears had ceased as Remus held you against him, the unyielding presence you needed to feel stable again. “God I feel so silly,” You laughed weakly, rubbing at your eyes, tears still hanging from your eyelashes even as they refused to fall.

“Don’t,” Remus insisted. “They need to understand that their words have consequences. Feeling hurt and being upset isn’t wrong and it isn’t a weaknesss, it’s okay to cry,”

You smiled even if it didn’t reach your eyes just yet. “How did I get such a wise boyfriend?”

“I am wise, aren’t I?” Remus agreed with you and you couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up. “But, that aside, I have a free period. I was going to ask you to dinner tonight, but what if we stay in and cuddle, maybe sneak to the kitchens later and make hot chocolate?”

“You, Remus Lupin, are a damn good man,” You went on your toes so that you could capture his lips with yours, stroking his cheek where you knew an old scar remained.

“And you, my love, are a damn good professor,” He promised, waiting for you to show that you weren’t bothered any longer by the student’s cruel teasing. “One more thing to add, you are stunning and you make perfectly average people look like trolls; those kids are just jealous,”

Remus made good on his word and you spent the night in bed, pressed against his side as he ran his fingertips up and down you arm in comforting, idle, movements. You burrowed deeper against his warmth and hummed in contentment.

Remus was wrong about one thing, you had two weakness. Teenagers, and him. The only difference is he would never take advantage of your kind heart. He couldn’t help but take some pride in the latter.

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sxpphire-skies · 4 years

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Hii! Can I request prompt 1 and 36 for Remus x Slytherin!reader. Thank youu!💚

Panic Room

(R. L. x Slytherin Reader)

okay so i can't express how much I love this request!! Remus is SO cute and he's one of my favourite Marauders to write for! @obsessedwithrandomthings I really hope you like it <3 remember this is my first fic on Tumblr so please don't be too harsh guys!!

warnings - mild smut themes (non detailed) , kissing (LIKE A LOT ASKDFGHIJ), not much else but please DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE BELOW 15/UNCOMFORTABLE WITH KISSING ETC.

prompts - "Kiss me.", "Stay here tonight." 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗼𝗹𝗱. i also loosely based this fic off of the song 'Panic Room' by Au/Ra, so be sure to check her out!!

enjoy!! if you like it, reblogs are always appreciated ✨

Panic Room

(R. L. x Slytherin Reader)

"I can't just walk up to him and say 'Hi Remus, I' ve wanted to fuck you since we were in fourth year, you don't even have to go out on date with me, I'd just like to make out with you in the Room of Requirement.'" Elle pauses for a bit, thinking over what she just said, "That'll just give him a scare. Although..." She trails off, smirking widely. "I bet he can kiss really fucking well." It's all you can do not to punch her.

You're sat outside by the lake with your lifelong friend Alya's head on your shoulder, with Lily Evans, Elena Brasovean, Jules Felix and Marlene McKinnon sprawled out along the grass beside you. You're watching the sun go down, basking in the golden glory of the sunset, zoning out of Elena's whining.

"I don't know, he might like you back. But I suppose you're right, you'll just make it awkward." Lily can never help teasing Elena. She's too easy to piss off, and even a girl as sweet as her can't resist the temptation from time to time. Elena retaliates by swatting Lily's forearm, almost making her drop her book. "Hey!" Elena pushes herself from the grass, propping herself up by her elbows and narrowing her eyes at Alya, who's outright howling with laughter. She then diverts her attention back at the redhead Gryffindor; ignoring Alya's cries of mirth. As she's clearly about to think of a comment, you notice a looming figure in the corner of your vision.

"He's looking at you again." Alya points out, changing the topic. And it's true. Lily turns to look at the open corridors of the castle only to notice the black-haired Slytherin standing there. "He's like a lost puppy without you." Jules muses, watching the boy whip his head to the other side and continue walking— embarrassed by being caught staring.

"I'm going inside; the Gryffindor common room. Want to come?" Elena offers when she sees the slight frown that has crept on to Lily's usually cheerful face, but Lily merely shakes her head and tells you that she's going to finish the Charms homework first. You raise an eyebrow. You did Lily's Charms work for her last night. You shrug and send her a small wave as she walks away, the red-head happily returning a wave of her own.

Nobody questions you as you walk into the Gryffindor common room. You've spent a lot of time there recently, studying for NEWTS and chatting to Lily and Elena. As soon as you sit down on the couch in the Gryffindor common room, James begins bombarding me you with endless questions. On second thought, maybe you shouldn't have come.

"Has she asked about me?" Marlene rolls her eyes at him. You smirk, his behavior reminding you of a little boy who won't leave his crush alone ( probably because he has the same maturity as one— Merlin, the boy's like her fucking shadow! ) "Yes," Jules started, observing how his eyes light up and raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow at the eager smile urging her to continue. "I believe her exact words were, and I quote, 'what should I do for him to leave me alone?'"

A snicker escapes her lips as he lightly pushes her off the couch, sending a playful glare her way. You go to pick up Jules from the ground, but James shoots a spell at you, preventing you from helping her unless you want to be paralysed for the next week. You pout, feign offense, and crawl towards Remus, who is sitting on the floor too. And yes, you bury your head in his lap, pretending to cry. He strokes the hair away from your forehead and you sit up, settling yourself in his lap with your head resting against his chest. "Are you alright?" he asks, gentle amusement lacing his words. You look up at him with big watery eyes that make his breath hitch and you could swear that his heart stops beating for a second before picking up again and racing in his chest. You tense slightly. Maybe he cares more than you thought. Maybe... you gasp slightly as he bends down as if he was whispering something in your ear, and thrill at the soft brush of his lips against your earlobe.

"You're an idiot, Y/N L/N."

You reply in the most sarcastic voice you can muster: "I'm adrift in a sea of bitterness and endless despair. How 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧-𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜."

Sirius laughs at the scene happening in front of him watching with blatant amusement— taking another piece of candy from the bag in Peter's hands. It's as if he's in a muggle cinema watching a particularly entertaining film. "You're a bloody drama queen is what you are!" exclaims James, an exasperated sigh following soon after his words. Elena freezes, as if an epiphany has just hit her. She slams her hands into your chest and pushes you off of Remus, trying her best to keep the obvious red tint of her anger at bay. James clearly becomes perplexed at the now-quiet girl and wonders if he has gone too far— he didn't say anything wrong, did he? No, James. It's not you. But you know that secretly, you fucking wish it was.

Knowing that apologizing is better because better safe than sorry, James will of course apologise to Elena. His mother would often get upset at him and he would never really know why, so his father gave him a useful piece of advice; apologize even if you aren't really sure what you did. James had taught you that one in second year, when you had supposedly set a Hufflepuff on fire. "Uh, Elena, I'm sorry. I was only joking, y'know." Elena snaps out of whatever day dream she was having (probably dreaming of Remus, the stupid girl) and hides her dilemma with a joke. She snaps her head towards the wall, purses her lips, and acts in a rather bratty and prissy manner. Scratch that. It probably wasn't an act. "You've pushed me away one too many times, James Fleamont Potter." she says, her voice high pitched and wailing. She pushes her arms together, accenting the top half of her practically transparent lacy black and red bra, which she pulled out of the top of her skimpy red tube top a little more when she thought nobody was looking. Nobody can deny that Elena's gorgeous. At that moment, Remus turns to look at you.

You ignore the butterflies fluttering the pits of your stomach and avoid Remus' lingering look, instead ending your conversation with the Hufflepuff boys in the group and bidding them farewell— knowing that Professor Sprout wouldn't want her badgers loitering in the other side of the castle close to the curfew. You get up, making your way back towards your stupid common room with its vapid, uninteresting occupants and ugly blood purist passwords.

Okay, it's pretty obvious, isn't it? You like your best friend. You're in love with Remus Lupin.

Suddenly, you jump. A mouth tickles your ear for the second time tonight, while hands wrap around your waist. "Y/N. I hoped I'd find you here." Remus spins you around to face him, his hands lingering at your hips. And then suddenly you can't cope anymore. You try to take a step back, but he pulls you close. "Holy shit, Y/N/N (your nickname). I can't believe how beautiful you are today." You can't help but freeze. Rem hardly ever shows affection towards anyone, and this is twice in one day. Suddenly, a guy you know as the Hufflepuff keeper grabs your hand and you spin around. He's kind of cute.

"Hey, Y/N, right?? You're so hot for a curvy girl." Your face flames. EVERYONE knows you suffered with an eating disorder and this guy is a total dick for bringing it up.

Remus's eyes darken, and he walks up to the guy who insulted you.

'Stay away from my girl, or I WILL ensure nothing in your life ever goes right for you again.' The guy backs off, running up towards the castle again.

Remus turns back to you. '𝗞𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝗲.' Without thinking, you slam your lips onto his. Your hands move up, tangling into his hair, and he groans, grabbing your hips tightly and making you gasp. You gasp, your breath hitching in your throat. Remus kisses like a drowning man; like now is his last moment on earth and this is the last thing he'll ever do. The kiss is messy, and he seems to notice this as he slows down, slipping his tongue into your mouth. You let out a tiny squeak and kiss him back harder, gripping the back of his shirt.

'Fuck, Y /N. We have to stop.' You look up into his brown eyes and see fear etched into every line of his face. Instantly, you know the problem.

'Remus... I don't care if you're a werewolf. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙩. If you can kiss a Slytherin, I can kiss a werewolf. Stop living like you're in a place 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪. You're everything to me, you dense twit.' And you grab his face, turn it back towards you, and kiss him again.

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This time the kiss is different, steamy and hot, making you feel like a toaster, all your coils heating up inside of you. Remus picks you up and carries you in his arms to the tree where you were sitting with Alya and Elena just half an hour before. You sit down under it, and then resume making out, planting little butterfly kisses along his jawline. He groans and just pulls you close to him, hugging you tight.

'I don't want to move too fast. Let's take it slow, day by day. We don't need to rush this.'

You nod, nestling your head in the crook of his neck and lying on the grass next to the lake with him, looking up at the stars. 'Can we 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁?' Remus asks, nuzzling your cheek.

You turn around and kiss him. 'Of course. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙬.'

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(A/N- Okay, so this was kind of more of a fluffy one-shot?? Comment to be added to my fluff taglist. Also tagging @cxlestialsea because she really wants to read this <3

also the bold italics are lyrics from the inspo song smh)

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Your sirius and remus smut is so 🥵🥵 can I request a Remus x reader x Sirius smut where y/n is acting bratty and bosses them around so Remus and Sirius have to show her who’s in charge

thank you for this request baby! i hope you enjoy

Remus Lupin x Sirius Black x Fem!Reader. Threesome, established d/s relationship, rough sex, face slapping, degradation, orgasm denial, brat taming. Spitting bc why not.

“Come on, we can be quick!” You insist firmly, tugging at Remus’s sleeve.

“Don’t whine.” The boy reprimands, not looking up from his textbook. “Classes are ending in fifteen minutes bunny, people will be starting to come in. Besides, we have homework to do.” He explains, and it’s clear from his tone that he has no intention of backing down. You roll your eyes, turning instead to address the shorter boy sitting on the floor, back against the couch you’re currently atop.

“Sirius, come on, let’s fuck.” You demand.

“Excuse me? That’s not how you ask. I wouldn’t say yes to that even if Remus hadn’t just told you no.” He responds, giving you a hard glare. You heave a heavy sigh, eyes making another exasperated rotation in their sockets.

“Come on, you two couldn’t shut up about my pussy yesterday! No one will be here for ten minutes, if we’re quick-“

“I think you forget you aren’t the one who makes the decisions around here, puppy.” Sirius cuts in, a low warning in his tone. You narrow your eyes.

“I can do whatever the hell-“ before you have time to finish your defiant retort, Remus is on his feet, long finger extended towards the staircase to the dormitories.

“Upstairs.” The word is clipped, and he’s fixing you with a stern gaze that makes it clear he isn’t ordering you up there to fulfil your desperate desires.

“No.”

“I’m not fucking asking again. Get your ass up there before I drag you there myself.” The boy growls, fury burning in his chestnut irises. You swallow, pausing briefly, contemplating further snark, but as he towers over you and he slowly lifts a menacing brow, all retaliations die on your tongue.

Turning on your heel with a huff you start up the stairs, making a point to stomp the whole way and slam the door to your boyfriends’ dormitory once you’re there.

You’re only left stewing in your frustration for a few minutes before the door is swinging open once more, and Sirius and Remus are entering, both very clearly displeased.

“The fuck was that all about, hm? Since when do you get to order us around?” Sirius questions darkly, stalking towards you.

“I tried asking nicely, and-“ you’re cut off by Remus now, who’s still standing back, arms crossed over his chest.

“And we said no. You know better than to try and tell us otherwise. We taught you better.” He scolds, voice hard and angry. You shudder, his tone sending small jolts of arousal tingling through your body, all the way down to your dampening core.

“But-“ again, Remus doesn’t allow you to finish.

“No. Skirt and panties off, bend over the bed.”

“But-!”

“Now.” He growls, clearly losing his patience. You quickly pull down the aforementioned garments, turning swiftly and bending over so your ass is pressed high, exposed to the two men. Heat rushes to your cheeks at your compromising position.

You hear the telltale sound of a belt buckle and crane your head to look behind you, eyes wide and hopeful. Are they actually going to fuck me?

“Don’t get too excited, slut. Just cause Pads wants to use your little pussy doesn’t mean you’re getting what you want.” Remus sneers as he steps around the bed. It dips as his knees move onto it, and you look up at him where kneels before you, still looking stern.

“I’m gonna fuck your slutty cunt while Remus punishes you, and you’re not gonna cum.” Sirius growls from behind you. A pale hand comes into your gaze above your head, cupped upwards. You watch with wide eyes as Remus gathers saliva in his mouth before spitting into Sirius’s waiting palm. You whine at the erotic display. He retracts his hand then, and you can hear the wet sound of him spreading the fluid over his length, jerking himself, readying his cock for your pussy.

You shift your gaze up to Remus, eyes pleading, and open your mouth, sticking out your tongue. Lust floods his brown eyes at your silent request. Without second thought he cups the underside of your jaw and spits a mouthful of saliva onto the presented muscle. You pull your tongue into your mouth, moaning as you swallow his intoxicating flavor.

“Dirty fucking slut.” He sneers, looking down at you with reproach. Without warning, his hand comes down on your left cheek in a firm slap. You gasp as his fingers make contact with the heated skin, the jerk of your head getting stopped by his tightened grip on your jaw.

“Ow, Remus!” You gripe, bringing a hand up to rub at your stinging cheek as if the smack didn’t send a wave of wetness straight to your core.

“Told you he was gonna punish you, puppy.” Sirius points out, hands groping at the globes of your ass, pulling them apart to better his view of your glistening folds. “Don’t fuckin’ whine about it, just take it.” His sharp words have your lip jutting out in an exaggerated pout.

Without so much as a teasing swipe through your folds Sirius’s cock is swiftly shoving into your slick entrance, caressing your walls as he fully sheathes himself inside you in one foul swoop. You cry out at the mixed sensation of pain and pleasure, jolting forward as much as you can before Sirius stops you, pulling you back with a firm grip on your hips.

“Fuck, Sirius, could give me some fucking warning” you grit out, unable to look back at the boy thanks to Remus’s fingers digging into your jaw. At your petulent complaint another slap is ringing out in the quiet room, pain blossoming on the still seering skin of your left cheek.

“Watch your fuckin’ mouth you brat. Can’t even behave yourself long enough for us to punish you.” Remus scoffs, as if in disbelief of your ability to be so unruly. You whimper softly, looking up at Remus, wide eyes trying to convey a silent apology.

Sirius begins moving then, hips pistoning his cock in and out of your pussy. You moan, the only thing keeping you from collapsing to your elbows from the sheer pleasure being Remus’s grip on your jaw. Giving you no time to adjust to the sensation, the freckled man is landing another harsh slap on your opposite cheek, pulling a strangled cry from your lips.

“Fuck, her fuckin’ pussy sucks in my cock when you slap her pretty face, Moons.” Sirius croons, one hand leaving its spot on your hip to caress your back. The soothing movement leaves you completely unprepared for the rough spank he brings down on your ass with the other, and you yelp.

“Yeah? Glad she’s makin’ ya feel good. Least she’s good for something” Remus sneers, canines flashing as his upper lip curls up in disgust. The pads of his fingers are surely brusing the supple skin of your jaw as he holds you in place, forcing your gaze up and on his mocking face.

“What do you have to say for yourself, slut? What do good girls say when they’re being punished?” Sirius questions, voice tight as he works to maintain his rough pace. You whimper, eyes trained on Remus’s, who’s looking at you expectantly.

“I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry I was a brat. P-please-“ then, the head of Sirius’s cock is prodding at your g-spot, and the jolt of pleasure is redirecting your words. “fuck- please let me cum!” You moan out, eyes squeezing shut as you tremble with the desire to be driven to your peak.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Remus sneers, hand delivering four harsh pats to your cheek in rapid succession. “Try again.”

“P-please teach me my lesson!” You correct, wrenching your eyes open to meet Remus’s stern gaze.

“There you go. Only took you two fucking tries.” Sirius scorns. You can only whine as his cock continuously sponges against your g-spot and his balls slap tauntingly against your clit.

“Fuck, can feel your walls clenching puppy. You’re so desperate to cum, aren’t you? Here we are, fuckin’ you like a common whore, slappin’ you around, and you’re still desperate to cum.” The raven haired man grits out, voice strained. You can tell by such, and the increasingly sloppy nature of his thrusts, that he’s nearing release.

“Y-yes! Please” you sob out, wetness gathering in your eyes as you work to stave off the orgasm threatening to take over your body.

“Absolutely not. Don’t you fucking dare cum. If you do you won’t be able to sit for weeks, I promise you that.” Remus growls out, landing another blow on your tingling cheek. You groan, squeezing your eyes shut, using all your willpower to hold back, your desire for your punishment to be over winning out over your desire to cum.

Finally, Sirius’s strained voice pipes up, his words a major relief to your tense form. “Ready for my cum, puppy? Gonna fill you up- fuck” then his hips are stuttering, and you feel a warmth shoot into you, painting your walls. He groans as his orgasm washes over him, hands gripping your hips, keeping his cock buried deep inside you. You moan at the sensation as it threatens to throw you over the edge.

“Hold it, that’s it, good girl.” Remus praises, though he sounds more bored than proud. He pats your head as if you’re an obedient pet as Sirius pants behind you, slipping his softening cock from your hole.

Remus releases his grip on your face, allowing you to collapse on the mattress, breathless. Your body is crying out for release, skin tingling and pussy throbbing with need.

“Please. I’m sorry I was bad, just- please let me cum.” You beg unabashedly. You let out a pained yelp when Sirius smacks your ass.

“Quit fucking begging, you sound pathetic.” He sneers, spreading your heated cheeks to watch his cum drip from your pulsing cunt. Then Remus is tangling a hand in your hair, yanking your head up to to meet his gaze.

“Maybe once you learn who’s in charge you’ll get what you want.”

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