OMG IDEA FOR DIALOGUE THAT IVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE: going to the cinema with poly!marauders ,, i feel like jamie wouldn't shut up and the whole room would be annoyed at him đđ also sirius and james bickering and accidentally throwing all the popcorn lmfao
âJames be quiet!â Sirius whisper-yelled through gritted teeth, placing a hand over the talking manâs mouth.
You giggled at the annoyed look James gave Sirius - but the look was just as quickly replaced by one of mischief.
âEW, HE LICKED ME!â Sirius yelled, dropping the bucket of popcorn from his lap as he quickly withdrew his hands.
There came a unanimous âShhh!â from around the entire theatre, making Siriusâ face heat up with a bright red blush.
âSorry,â he whispered, holding his hands up in apology before turning to you and Remus.
âHe licked me,â he kept his whisper.
Remus crossed his arms with an annoyed sigh, leaning into you to whisper in your ear, âthis is why we donât go to the cinema.â
they are all super tall and they love how you have to tip toe in order to kiss them. They definitely have muscle and LOVE that they can manhandle you into any position. Them pressing down on you're belly bulge when you have sex đ«.
They would also tease you about how small you are compared to them. They would be like "you're too small for me pup" and you're whining like "not small, can take it please âčïž"
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CAN U IMAGINE SEX W JAMES , ESPECIALLY AFTER A ROUGH QUIDDITCH GAME
heâs most definitely very strong and muscular due to quidditch training, so when heâs particularly angry or frustrated, he wonât hesitate to have his way with you. heâd put you in the most abnormal positions, perhaps even use you like a rag doll and bounce you on his cock aaa
OR OR OR ! REMUS NEAR A FULL MOON . heâs usually very hesitant keeping you around him during those times as he can be quite agitated, but thatâs what u love most ! he becomes extremely territorial and needy during his time of the month, and would hold you up however he pleases and rut against you :( he shows absolutely no mercy, especially when heâs jealous. i think out of all of them, he loves it the most as he claims youâre his little doll :( all pretty just for him <3
sirius on the other hand, is one annoying mf, and will literally manhandle you casually, as if heâs lifting a feather. he relishes in your yelps and squeals, as he throws you over his shoulders or fucks you against the corridor wall. and when youâre all whiny, saying itâs too much, he goes even harder. âshouldâve been honest, pup. you said you could take it.â
summary: y/n feels weird when sheâs around remus so she decides to tell him about it to see if anythingâs wrong with her
warnings: innocence kink, slight corruption kink, reader is of age, teacher x student, oral (f recieving), fingering, petnames (darling), everything is consensual
You took a deep breath, hand resting on the handle of the door as you prepared yourself to enter the room. Unsure as to why you were so nervous, you took a moment to compose yourself before pushing open the door. The smell of old books and chocolate hit your nose when you stepped into the room, making you smile slightly. Professor Lupin was sat at his desk, an open book in one hand and a glass of Firewhisky in the other. Just seeing him sat there made those feelings come back to you again, you pressed your thighs together as warmth filled your lower stomach. He looked up from his book when he heard you enter, knocking back the rest of his drink before shooting you a small grin, "Ah, Y/N, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Hello, Professor," you spoke shyly as you made your way towards his desk, setting yourself down on a seat next to it, "I was just wondering if you could help me with something," He nodded slowly, placing his book down on the dark oak in front of him and leaning back in his seatâ his attention now fixed on you. You shuffled slightly in your seat as your cheeks flushed, biting on your lip when you thought about what you were going to say. "Well, g'won then darling, don't be shy,"
"I've been feeling things," you started, "When I'm around you," Lupin raised his eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. He leant forward in his seat, his face inches from yours, "What type of things?" he asked, his eyes roaming over your body. The closeness made the feelings in your lower stomach increase, slick building up in your panties. "I get these, like, tingles? And I feel really warm all over," you replied meekly, the blush on your cheeks getting more intense. He chuckled, hand coming to rest on your cheek, "And where on your body do you feel these tingles? Can you show me, darling?"
Your slightly trembling hand came to rest on your lower stomach, just inches above your dripping heat, "H-here," you breathed out, sliding your hand down a but further to hover just over your pubic bone, "And here," The Professor removed his hand from your face, leaning back once again in his seat and looking at you with pure lust. "What do you do when you feel it?" he asked, the smirk still on his lips.
You looked at him with slight confusion, "I just wait until it goes away," you replied, the sight of him looking you up and down making the heat inside you grow even more intense, "Are you supposed to do something to help it?" He let out a low groan at your words, his trousers tightening when he realised just how pure and innocent you wereâ I mean, you hadn't even touched yourself before. It shocked him, honestly, how somebody at the age of 19 had never explored their body before; but he just came to the conclusion that you were extremely sheltered.
"Do you want me to show you how to get rid of them, darling?" He asked, getting out of his seat and crouching down to be eye-level with you. You let out a quite whimper, biting your lip and nodding your head slowly. Lupin moved his hand to hold your chin, tilting you head to look into his eyes, "I need words, dear,"
"Yes, Professor," your words were quiet, "Please show me," As soon as the words left your mouth, Lupin slammed his lips against yours. You kissed back immediately, your hands coming up to tangle in his hair as you both made out passionately. When his hands found their way slowly moving up your skirt, he pulled away from the kiss, "If at anytime you want me to stop, just tell me, okay?" he said softly, his thumbs drawing circles on your upper thighs.
You hummed at the touch, nodding your head, "It's okay," Lupin shot you a smirk before moving his fingers to now play with the waistband of your panties, rubbing the thin material between his index and thumb. You bit you lip and slightly leant into his touch, silently begging for more. The professor understood this and moved his fingers to pull your underwear down, helping you slide them off and discarding them somewhere on his office floor. Without needing Lupin to ask you, you opened your legs-- giving him a perfect view of your aching cunt.
"Such a pretty little pussy," Lupin mumbled as he placed gentle kisses up your thigh, the soft bristle of his facial hair against your skin adding to the slick in between your legs. When he made it up to your core, he looked up at you; silently asking for your consent to do anything. You shot him a soft smile and a nod, "Please, Professor," you muttered. After hearing your words, Lupin shot you a smirk before wrapping his lips around your clit-- earning himself a soft moan. You bucked your hips up into his mouth as he began to run his tongue over that delicate spot, an unfamiliar heat rising in your lower stomach.
He brought his hand up to your core, positioning two fingers at your entrance, "Gonna make you feel good," he muttered against your cunt, the small vibrations adding to the pleasure. Biting your lip, you nodded and gasped when you felt his fingers push inside you, the stretch slightly painful as you had never experienced anything like if before. As quick as the pain had come, it quickly faded into overwhelming pleasure as the tips of his fingers grazed over a specific bundle of nerves. Letting out a needy whine, you slowly started to grind your hips on his face-- the heat in your lower stomach bubbling, "Professor- gods, tummy feels weird-" you babbled, bringing one of your hands to rest over your stomach.Â
Lupin sped up his pace, adding another finger to your tight cunt, "C'mon, darling, cum for me," he hummed, taking your sensitive clit in between his lips and sucking gently. As soon as the words left his mouth, the chain in your lower stomach snapped and wave of pleasure splashed over you-- your vision flashing white for a second as your limbs started to shake. "Oh Merlin, so good Professor," you mumbled, hands tangled in his brunette locks as you came down from your high. He pulled away from you, looking up at you with a small grin and your juices covering his chin and around his mouth.
"Call me Remus, love," he spoke, standing up and leaning in to kiss you. You kissed back, smiling into his mouth when he fixed your skirt back in place. When you pulled away from the kiss, he handed you your panties, "Next time you feel those tingles, tell me darling, okay?"
A/N: This fic is dark and is very much noncon (bordering on cnc), so if that makes you uncomfortable DO NOT READ. Also thanks to Amanda ( @draconisxcaput) for helping me through this as my own personal cheerleader đ
Pairings: Mafia! Poly!Marauders x fem!reader
Words: 5.7k
Summary: Everyone knows not to fuck with the Marauders, so when your father does just that, they decide to pay him a visit; instead of finding him, they find you sleeping abandoned in your fathers house. Sometimes improvisation is necessary.
Warnings: NSFW 16+, NONCON/DUBCON, kidnapping, oral (m and f receiving), degradation, daddykink (only used once), cum mention, overstimulation, slapping, spit play, choking, gagging, crying, aftercare. As always lmk if I missed anything.
Another cold gust hit you on the chest, the AC on full blast, chilling you to the bone and pulling another shiver through your body. The warmth of the man you were sitting on did absolutely nothing to keep you warm - being pulled out of your bed, blindfolded and shoved inside a car in nothing but your sleep shirt probably didnât do much to help you.
âMoony, turn down the AC, will yaâ?⊠the fucking thingâs shaking like a leaf on me,â the man you were sitting on murmured, his voice gruff, breath smelling faintly of cigarettes and something citrusy.
The tears wetted the blindfold, some of them successfully dripping down your face, warming you the tiniest amount. The taste of salt leaked into your open mouth as ragged panicked breaths fought their way out of you.
âPlease, I promise I wonât tell anyone⊠I never even saw you properly⊠I just wanna go home, please,â you stuttered through a sob, chin quivering between each word.
âThought we told you to keep your mouth shut,â the man you assumed was the one they called Moony spoke at you through gritted teeth.
A sigh was heard from the front passenger seat, the otherwise silent man finally opening his mouth to say, âPads, do something about it.â
Pads let out a low grunt of acknowledgement, surprising you when a pair of icy fingers entered the warm carven of your mouth in one swift motion.
You gagged lightly as his fingers pressed down on your tongue near the back of your throat - if tears werenât already leaking from your eyes, they would have welled from his assault.
âSo fucking dramatic, ainât ya?â he scoffed, moving his fingers from the spot, yet keeping them firmly on your tongue.
You gargled around his fingers, whimpering a muffled, âno.â
In one quick motion, he had removed his fingers from your mouth only to use that hand to deliver a quick but stinging slap to your cheek. He had your face in his hand, squeezing your cheeks in his grip and forcing out a deep pout.
âYou should be grateful that weâre letting a whore like you ride anywhere but the fucking boot,â Pads growled, ânot only that but also getting my fingers to stop all your fucking whiningâŠ- so shut the fuck up and take what I give you⊠youâre only making it worse for yourself.â
The tears came in waterfalls as he slipped his fingers back in. You tried your best to hold back the small gag as they pushed down on your tongue yet again.
You didnât quite know what to do, so you sat in silence as they drove you to an unknown place, tears silently leaking through the blindfold. It did surprise you when cold no longer blasted, and now the shaking of your body was from fear and fear alone.
The AC was off.
.
This was not the way they had planned the night to go - far from it, actually.
But, desperate times call for desperate measures and sometimes improvisation is necessary.
Everyone knew not to fuck with the Marauders - it was common knowledge around these parts- because no one wants to be in the bad books of the most notorious gang in the whole of London. And yet your father, foolish man he was, did just that - fucked with the Marauders.
Of course, they didnât appreciate your father snooping around in their business and, as punishment, found it only acceptable to pay him a visit.
⊠Unfortunately, the lucky bastard had heard the news of the planned attack and fled the city.
So, arriving at a presumably empty house set a roaring fire loose in all three men. They angrily combed through the house, looking for anything of value or anything that could point them to where your father had run off to.
They didnât find anything of the sort⊠what they did find was your peaceful sleeping figure, abandoned in the house - very much unbeknownst to you.
All they had to do was share a look, and a nod before Sirius had your limbs tied and your eyes blindfolded, startling you awake and setting your mind into an instant state of panic.
Your body was tossed over Remusâ shoulder as if you weighed nothing at all; not even your squirming and screaming made him falter as he carried you out into the cold of the night.
.
ââS not every day we find a perfect little slut all ready for us,â the voice you now recognised as Pads spoke in amusement.
Your knees shivered upon the scratchy carpet, your sobs and hiccups echoing throughout what you presumed was a large room.
âPlease, I didnât even see your faces⊠Iâll keep my mouth shut, I swear!â you tried again, your shaky hands fumbling in your lap.
As soon as the words left your mouth, the floor creaked, and the blindfold was ripped from your eyes; you had to blink a couple of times to adjust to the light of the room and blink away the cloudiness of tears. Before you stood three tall, brooding figures, all intimidatingly looking down at you like predators finally catching up to their prey. The tallest of the three, face heavily decorated with scars, crouched down and took your face in his hand, squeezing your cheeks uncomfortably in his grasp.
âWell, now you have, havenât you, doll?â he smiled sadistically, looking down at your swollen lips in their forced pout.
â-do you know who we are?â
You looked at them, between them, but you were sure youâd never seen them before in your life; you were sure you wouldâve remembered; they werenât exactly men you would forget.
You shook your head as best as you could in his grip, eyes growing wide as his sadistic smirk found its way onto the two other men's faces.
âYour father really kept you in the dark, huh?â he laughed, letting go of your cheeks to give it a pat before standing.
You couldnât keep the shock off of your face as he spoke his following words.
âIâm Remus; this is Sirius and James,â he pointed to each of the smirking men.
âLovely to make your acquaintance, dolly,â Sirius chuckled darkly. You could easily match the voice to the man who had his fingers down your throat during the car ride.
It was strange how they abandoned the aliases, but realisation struck only a moment later - they wouldnât be needing them because they were going to make sure you could never tell. The newfound knowledge only caused you to tremble harder, your breathing growing so panicked the airflow almost couldnât make it through.
It was the bespectacled manâs turn to crouch down in front of you, taking your face in his large veiny hands, his face cold and neutral, âwhatâs with the tears now, sweet thing?â
The tears flowed down the apples of your cheeks; your whole face a blubbering wet mess. You reached your bound hands up, gripping Jamesâ wrist.
âI.. I- donât.. I,â you tried stammering out through ragged breaths, but the tears and hiccups kept catching in your throat and interrupting you.
âIâm guessing youâre aware of the type of business your father is in, yeah?â James questioned with a raised brow, his thumb wiping the tears from your cheeks even as they kept coming.
You nodded, very much aware. You knew it was his fault you were in this situation, and the crushing feeling you felt in your gut couldnât be described as anything but loathing. You fucking hated his guts. He left you to fend for yourself because his business and money were more important; nothing mattered more to him than that.
Your shaky hands were cold against Jamesâ skin, freezing to the bone from fear, he supposed.
âWe wonât hurt you,â James started, but a mischievous smirk quickly replaced his neutral facade, âweâre just gonna have a little funâŠ- arenât we, lads?â
A collective agreeing hum echoed through the room; you felt small under their gaze, and the small glimmer of hope you had had was just as quickly washed away by Jamesâ words and the look in his eyes.
A gasp left your parted lips as Jamesâ hand slipped from your cheek down around your throat, giving it a notable squeeze. Your eyes widened, and your grip on his wrist tightened, nails digging into his crisp white dress shirt.
âNo,â you whimpered as a cold shiver ran up your spine.
âI expect you to keep those hands in control, or we wonât be as nice,â James warned, ignoring your protesting whimper, choosing instead to untie your wrists.
Remus and Sirius stepped closer, surrounding you with their large, broad bodies. Remus hooked his hands under your arms to lift you onto your trembling legs; you thrashed a little in his grip, but just as quickly as youâd done it, you were pulled against him, your back meeting his solid chest and a large hand squeezing your throat. Your gaze was forced up, looking up at him awkwardly, seeing the angry sneer that decorated his scarily scared face.
âBehave,â he growled darkly.
Your gaze shifted to the man in front of you when ring decorated hands slipped under your sleep shirt, cupping your breasts in a bruising grip.
âNo use in fighting, little thing,â Sirius smirked, his hands switching between kneading your breasts and pinching your nipples until he found them peaked enough for his satisfaction.
You could only stare and shake your head with a pout. The feeling of Siriusâ hands on you stunned you into silence, even more so when the same hands quit their assault on your breasts, only to move down and lift your shirt, exposing you to their hungry gazes.
Your hands instinctively flew up to cover yourself, trying to hold onto an ounce of dignity, but Remusâ hands were quick to catch your wrists.
He gathered them in one large scarred hand, placing the other one back on your throat to keep you in place.
âPlease, donât,â you cried again, trying to plead even though you knew it was fruitless.
This time they didnât answer or say anything. Sirius and James just observed and took in your almost completely exposed figure with smirks on their lips. Siriusâ tongue even slipped over his lips, licking as he slowly kneeled in front of you.
They let you cry silently, shaking as your panties were slipped from their place and down your legs, Siriusâ touch leaving a trail of goosebumps that spread over your arms and stomach as well.
âWould you look at that,â Sirius grinned sadistically, âsuch a pretty fucking pussy.â
He used two of his cold ring clad fingers to spread your lips to get a good look. His other hand had a tight grip on your thigh, spreading your legs back open after you tried closing them in protest. Your body instinctively jumped at the touch, and a startled gasp and whimper left your lips - you wanted to keep begging for them to stop, but you knew it wouldnât do you any good, so instead, your eyes shut tightly, and you tried to imagine yourself anywhere but there.
Your eyes fluttered, struggling to keep shut as your legs were thrown over Siriusâ shoulders and his warm breath fanned over your cunt, an ever-present tingle spreading through your abdomen, despite your current frightened state.
âOpen those eyes, doll⊠donât you want this?â Remus whispered, his long arms holding you up against him.
You shook your head, âno,â but as soon as the word left your lips, your eyes sprung open from the stinging slap Sirius landed right on your cunt.
âIt wasnât a suggestion, you dumb little thing; open those eyes and look at me,â Sirius snarled.
He gave you a smirk and a teasing wink before his tongue darted out to flick over your clit, making you jolt in their grip. Sirius groaned, clearly losing the last restraints he had left and attached his mouth fully to your sensitive bundle of nerves, his hands gripping your bum so hard there would surely be bruises there as a reminder.
You whimpered out yet another âno pleaseâ, but they fell on deaf ears. You bit your lip to keep in the sounds Siriusâ skilled tongue was trying to bring out of you, instead focusing on the light stream of tears that still leaked out of your bloodshot eyes.
âFuck,â Sirius grunted, voice muffled as his tongue started an all-around feast of your cunt.
Your arms wriggled in Remusâ grasp, but he didnât budge, not ever faltering his hold on you - keeping you still and pliant for Sirius to devour. You squirmed and twitched as you felt one of Siriusâ fingers circle your entrance; a bashful blush grew on your cheeks and warmed you all the way down your chest.
âIf youâre not enjoying this, then why are you so fucking wet, huh?â Sirius smirked before inserting a finger into you, âfucking needy slut, you are.â
A gasp left your parted lips, and you looked around the room, trying to find any way out of this. Instead of finding anything helpful, your eyes met Jamesâ, who was standing right behind Siriusâ knelt figure, staring at you with amusement and lust; he wasnât doing anything but staring at you with his arms crossed, looking intimidating and frightening all at once.
You whimpered again and pouted, only for James to cock his head mockingly with a pout, mimicking your expression. It was like a small game to him - pretending to gasp as you did when Sirius added two more fingers to join the first and sucked on your clit, like his life depended on it - it was all rather amusing to him, watching you.
âDoes it feel good, sweetheart?â James asked with mock sweetness after your breathing slowly began to pick up. Your teeth were digging into your lip so hard you could taste the iron crimson bleeding onto your tongue.
You shook your head, flexing your hands in Remusâ grasp, causing him to chuckle darkly, the vibrations rumbling against your back.
James smirked, moving from behind Sirius to be right next to you. Your eyes followed his every move until his hand had your face in a firm grip.
âNo?â he asked, an almost evil glimmer in his eyes as he leaned in so close to your face you could smell his cologne, âI donât believe you.â
James pulled your lip from between your teeth, forcing your mouth open. With no way to hold back, a long high pitched moan escaped your bloodstained lips.
âThere it is,â James breathed, satisfied by your no longer concealable noises.
James tilted your face up, forcing you to look up at a smirking Remus, his large hand squeezing your wrists. Your mouth was left agape as you stared up at the smug-looking man, your eyes filled with tears as your legs started to shake lightly around Siriusâ head; you could feel him smirking against your cunt, his fingers moved faster and curled inside you, working you closer to the edge.
âCome on, grind that little cunt of yours on Padsâ face, doll,â Remus said quietly, but with that same smugness, each of them seemed to have about them.
You couldnât quite react, still breathing hard along with breathy whimpers. When you didnât react, Remus raised an expectant brow, leaving no room for a fight - so you did as you were told.
You moved your hips slowly at first, breath hitching at the more vigorous friction against your core.
âThatâs it⊠look at you, taking it like the slut we know you are,â Remus smirked, chuckling at your whimpering moan.
âNo,â you whined again, feeling yourself grow weaker as the edge grew nearer, making your release inevitable.
âDonât fight it; I can feel you squeezing my fingersâŠ- cum on my face, dumb little slut,â Sirius murmured against your cunt, prodding at that sweet spot inside of you, grinning as he found it.
You shook your head but moans spilt from your lips, and your body stiffened and shook; with one last pump of his fingers and swipe of his tongue against your clit, you came around his fingers, pulsing strongly against them.
Tears rolled down your face as your eyes fluttered, and as you came down from your high, realisation was striking you.
You stayed silent, staring into space for a moment, already feeling your body go numb as it went more pliable in the hands of the three men. It almost felt easier to give in, perhaps enjoyable to just let it happen - no point in fighting an un-winnable situation.
Siriusâ fingers slipped from you, and your feet were planted on the ground once again, upper body still held in place by Remusâ arms. You werenât even registering the quiet muttering around you, the three of them planning in front of you - planning what to do with you.
As you slowly came back to, James had removed his shirt, upper body lean and flexed, his cock straining in his dress slacks. Siriusâ shirt was unbuttoned, showing off his tattooed torso, his eyes looking straight into yours, making sure to give you a show of him licking your arousal off of his fingers.
Remusâ warm breath hit your ear, making goosebumps form on your entire body.
âOn your knees, pet.â
For the first time that night, you gave a small, barely noticeable nod before slowly falling to your knees.
If they were shocked, they didnât show it; instead, they looked pleased. James stepped closer to you, toying with his belt, but left it as it was.
âGood job, sweet girl, finally doing what youâre told,â he grinned, hooking a finger under your chin to lift it, ânow⊠youâre gonna open my belt, pull out my cock and be a good little slut and let me fuck that throat.â
Your arms worked on their own accord, lifting and working on his black leather belt, opening everything for you to fish out his throbbing cock, clearly starving for just a sliver of attention.
The sound of shuffling caught your attention; you watched as both Sirius and Remus got comfortable on the brown leather couch, watching everything happen; even sitting, they looked powerful and unbothered. Remus caught your stare and smirked. Leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees, he took his chin as if studying something important right in front of him.
âGo on, make Prongs feel good.â
With another small nod, you grabbed hold of the base of Jamesâ cock, feeling it twitch in your hand. You opened your mouth, leaving James to freely thrust into your mouth, making you gag slightly at the surprisingly quick motion.
James groaned loudly, cock twitching in your mouth as soon as it made contact with the back of your throat. He started out with quick thrusts, giving you no prep time as he forcefully fucked your mouth.
He switched between fucking your mouth with a quick pace to keeping his cock deeply buried in your throat, your gags music to all of their ears.
Tears streamed down your face again as you gagged around his cock; it was getting hard to draw breaths through your nose when his cock was shoved so far down your throat it was creating a bulge. You looked up at him, seeing only the blissed-out expression decorating his face and deep moans escaping his lips. You didnât know how much longer you could go without a proper breath; therefore, scared of passing out, you tapped three times on Jamesâ trouser covered thigh.
Somehow, he knew what that meant and pulled out of your mouth within a second. You coughed lightly and closed your eyes, drawing in deep breaths, trying to regulate your breathing.
James watched you, searching your face slowly as you coughed. He bent down just to cup one side of your face, looking over again. Your eyes opened, and you stared up at him as you opened your mouth again on your own accord, inviting him back in. James raised both brows in question along with a questioning nod of his head, waiting for you to give him a small nod of your own before he pushed back in.
âSo fucking good - fuck - this is what youâre made for, isnât that right, sweetheart? Only made for sucking cock like a cock hungry little cockslut,â James groaned, thrusting into the warm cavern of your mouth at a steadily building pace.
You could feel his pace start to falter, and his moans grew louder, seemingly close to the edge. James gathered your hair, fingertips running over your scalp to hold your head as he thrust his way to his release.
You held onto his thighs as he stuttered, his warm cum filling your mouth, gathering on your tongue.
âFuck⊠thatâs it,â James moaned loudly, emptying himself in your mouth.
You swallowed everything as it came, prolonging his high and making his thighs shake in your grip.
James pulled out slowly, panting lightly as he looked down at you, your eyes already on him.
âShow me, sweet thing,â James murmured.
He groaned quietly as he watched your tongue loll out, presenting him with your empty mouth.
You heard a hum of satisfaction coming from the couch, all three of them watching you, pleased by your participation.
James hooked his hands under your arms, pulling you from your knees and onto your feet; he looked you over for a moment before turning you to face the two smirking men leaning back on the couch.
Two large hands rested on your shoulders, leading you to them, making you stop in front of Sirius.
Sirius sat up and leaned forward, taking your hand in his.
âYouâre enjoying this, arenât you?â Sirius asked smugly, pulling you onto him to straddle his lap.
It was insane; you felt embarrassed and crazy; your skin blazed under their gaze, hands fumbling on top of Sirius, tracing his tattooed chest lightly before giving a small nod.
Siriusâ smirk only grew, taking your chin in his hand, forcing you to turn your downcast gaze upon him.
âKnew youâd come around, dirty girl.â
You whimpered at that, mind clouding with thousands of thoughts - what was wrong with you.
âTell us what you want,â Sirius continued, keeping your face in his grasp.
Your mouth opened and closed, like a fish out of water, âI⊠I donât k-know.â
âOh, I think you do⊠but donât worry, Iâll help that dumb little brain of yours.â
Siriusâ face was right in yours, staring straight into your eyes as his fingers dug into your bare hips.
James had made himself comfortable beside Sirius, himself and Remus just enjoying the show, seeing you so flustered.
âYou wanna ride daddyâs cock? Huh, baby?â
Again, your face blazed as you nodded, humiliated by your own body and needs.
âAh ah, we gotta hear you say itâŠ- wouldnât wanna do something wrong now, would we?â Remus interjected with a sadistic smirk, forcing your gaze on him, âspeak, pet.â
You drew in a deep breath, looking at Sirius again as your fingers fiddled and pulled at one another, shaking ever so slightly, âyes, please.â
Sirius grinned sadistically in triumph, scooting you back so he could pull himself out of his trousers as well. With a signal, Remus had you lifted to hover over Siriusâ proud length, watching as he stroked himself a couple of times before leaning back on the couch once more.
âThat was all you had to say, doll,â Sirius smirked before Remus sank you down onto Siriusâ cock.
You gasped, gripping onto Remusâ hands on your hips as they slowly started moving you on Siriusâ cock as he pleased.
Remus bounced you like a doll; all the while, Sirius bucked his hips in a fast pace up into you, creating a mind-numbing amount of pleasure as he hit that spot inside you.
âLook at you,â James grabbed your face, squeezing your cheeks in his grip before leaning close to you.
It was quite shocking when his lips connected with yours, moulding over them with an aggressive force that numbed your brain even further. You couldnât quite tell if you were kissing him back or not, all of the sensations too much to focus on, especially when Siriusâ thumb made contact with your clit.
The noises you were making were muffled by Jamesâ mouth but still very prominent in the large room.
âSo fucking tight⊠sluttiest little pussy⊠feels so good around my cock,â Sirius groaned, pressing his thumb harder against you until you couldnât help but twitch and clench against him.
Remus ground you down, making you take Sirius as deep as you could, giving you extra sensation all over.
You couldnât even help it if you tried; your body shook and tensed as your second orgasm of the night washed over you in substantial pulsating waves. You moaned heavily against Jamesâ lips, unable to focus on anything but the movements of Sirius inside of you.
Even as you rode out the pleasure that turned everything sensitive, they kept going. Siriusâ thrusts quickened along with Remusâ movements of your hips, squeezing your skin between his large hands.
âShit, âm gonna fill you like the fucking cum dump you are,â Sirius panted out, gritting his teeth as his thrusts grew less calculated the closer he got to his release.
With Remusâ help and a few last thrusts, Sirius stilled with a loud groan, fucking his cum deeper into you. He panted with small moans as he rode out his high, feeling a sense of reward when he saw the fucked out look in your eyes.
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You had no idea how long it had been, but guessing by the sheen of sweat that decorated yours and their bodies, you would say it had been a while. Your body was completely pliable and fucked out, letting them ruin you as they pleased with no complaints left.
Remus was rutting into you, looking down at you from where he hovered, his body in between your spread legs. Your head rested on Jamesâ lap as he sat on the couch beside Sirius, both nursing a glass of whiskey as they listened to your prominently loud moans.
Remus brushed some strands of hair from your sweaty forehead. Your mind was swimming in the clouds after the many orgasms theyâd bestowed upon you - too many to count at this point.
âYou gonna cum again, little thing?â Remus smirked, not nearly looking as tired as you did. His hand snaked between your bodies to find your overworked clit.
You shook your head as tears streamed down your face - almost a permanent feature of your face.
âNo, canât anymore⊠too much,â you babbled through cries, nails digging into Remusâ strong, scarred arms.
âYou can, and you fucking will,â he gritted out through his teeth, fingers working faster on you to match his fastening pace.
A sweet symphony of moans, whimpers and gasps flew from your mouth, the overstimulating pain leaning more and more toward the pleasure that had come so many times this night.
James grabbed hold of your chin, forcing you to angle your face up.
âOpen up, sweetheart,â he smirked.
You did as you were told, letting your mouth drop open at his command, eyes fluttering.
Without warning, James bent his head over yours, spitting in your open mouth. It burnt as it went down your throat, the whiskey mixed and warm. You swallowed and looked up at James for approval, sticking out your tongue to show him.
He chuckled lightly, patting the side of your cheek as he nodded with a hum.
âSuch a good little slut you are,â Remus grinned, moaning as you clenched around him, another release right in front of you.
He put pressure on your clit with his thumb making you yelp out in pleasure.
âPlease donât stop,â you whined out, moaning in discontent when Remusâ hand faltered as he looked at you.
A huge smirk decorated his smug face; both Sirius and James looked down at you with similar smirks. Remus picked up his pace once again, rubbing fast circles on your swollen clit as his cock prodded your g-spot with every angled thrust.
âDonât stop, huh? Look at you giving orders now, doll,â Remus was smug with his way of speaking, bringing you right to and over the edge.
Your nails dug into Remusâ biceps as you came, body shaking yet again as that all too familiar feeling overtook your mind and body. Your moans were gasping and loud, your release tugging Remus right with you as he emptied himself in you, filling you to the brim. He moaned and grunted at your clenching cunt, the way it spasmed around him, drawing out his release.
You could feel your mixed release seep out of your abused and overused cunt as Remus pulled his softening cock out, all of their cum thoroughly mixed in you.
Small twitches ran through your body from the aftershock of so many orgasms; you panted, trying to catch your breath, brain foggy and clouded, not able to really process anything that was happening around you.
You heard shuffling and the muffled voices of the three men, yet it felt like your head was underwater. You watched Remus pull on his boxers and dress pants, leaving his upper body bare, just like the two others.
Your own body was hoisted up in a seated position by Sirius, who you hadnât even noticed left the room, returning with a bottle of water and a small towel.
Sirius held the back of your neck, kneeling beside the couch as he held the bottle to your lips.
âDrink up, little thing,â he instructed, tilting the bottle so the cool liquid could run down your dry throat.
You gulped the water, holding onto Siriusâ wrist. You choked a little on the water, making all three of them look at you in concerned amusement.
âCalm down, doll, you can have all the water you want,â Remus chuckled, kneeling as well to clean the remnants of their cum from your inner thighs and cunt.
You drank the water slowly, closing your eyes as you felt the cloudiness of dehydration slowly disperse.
Your feet hit the cold wooden floor, your legs shaky as you stood with help from Sirius.
James came over with one of their abandoned dress shirts in hand, kneeling on one knee in front of you as he helped your arms through. You watched him slowly button it up for you, the way his fingers worked on the small plastic buttons with such ease and gentleness - everything was throwing you off.
It was strange the way they behaved, it made you both confused because you didnât know what was coming, but you felt safe and somehow secure.
âThank you,â you whispered as he finished buttoning it enough to cover you.
James smiled, standing to tower over you once more, âyouâre welcome, sweet girl.â
His hand slipped into yours, guiding you with him out of the room and into a large hall with the two others following close behind. The thumping of steps echoed around the ceiling from the carpet that decorated the wooden floor along the hallway. The house - actually more like a mansion - looked old but well kept, decorated with fancy and very expensive paintings and furnishings. You wondered how much of it was stolen, but you didnât dare ask, too confused at the situation you found yourself in.
âIâm tired,â you spoke quietly, not knowing what they were planning to do with you.
âWe know, sweetheart,â James chuckled, coming to a halt in front of a large door with curved golden handles.
He pushed the door open, revealing what looked to be a large master bedroom. The ceiling was tall, making the room look larger and a little intimidating. In the middle of the room, against the wall, stood a large bed, way too large for just one person.
You looked up at James, squeezing his hand for attention, âIâm a little confused⊠I thought you were going to ki-kill me,â you whispered the last part meekly.
Remus came to your side, placing a large hand on your shoulder.
âNow, why would we do that?â he asked.
âBecause of my father.â
âWe wonât kill you because of him⊠-but we are going to keep you as compensation for what he took,â Sirius spoke with a smirk, standing so close behind you, you could feel the heat from his body on your back.
âBut I have a feeling you donât mind that⊠do you, doll?â Remus whispered smugly, making you gasp.
You took a moment, staring between Remus and James, not knowing what to say or how to react to your newfound information. What scared you the most was that Remusâ words had truth to them - you didnât mind.
They didnât expect an answer; they just knew.
You were pulled toward the bed by James, guided under the covers, the bed soft like a large cloud.
âWe have some work to take care of, but donât worry, it wonât take too long,â James explained, rubbing his thumb along your cheek.
âWe expect you to behave from now on⊠itâll make your life so much easier,â Remus said sternly, making you gulp at the change in tone, so you nodded.
âGoodnight, babydoll,â Sirius grinned and winked before leaving the dark room to start whatever work they had to do.
Remus and James bid their goodnights as well, making a small whimper catch in your throat at the thought of being left alone, but you bit it back, instead saying goodnight with a small pout.
âNow, donât give me that look⊠weâll be back before you wake up, but now you need rest,â James chuckled, giving Remus a nod as he too left the room.
âPromise youâll be back?â
âAlwaysâŠ- youâre ours now, and we take care of whatâs ours,â James stroked your cheeks before standing, making his way to the open door.
âGo to sleep, baby⊠be good,â he said gently but with edge to it.
As the door shut, millions of thoughts crawled through your brain. There were too many to actually think of something cohesive, just loud noises that bounced around.
Eventually, they lulled you to sleep, the soft pillows catching them between the feathers instead.
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summary: whilst draco is away at one of his meetings, you canât help but feel a familiar throb between your legs. touching yourself without permission is against the rules but you decide to break it anyway.
warnings: masturbation (f), daddy kink, degrading, oral (f receiving), fingering, cum denial, mafia!draco, established d/s relationship, petnames (bunny), everything is consensual
Draco had left around about an hour ago for one of his meetings, leaving you alone in the manor. You had decided to wait for him in your bedroom, shuffling slightly in the bedsheets as you grew more impatient. The throbbing in between your legs had been there for a while now, not going away even after you tried to distract yourself, and it was starting to become slightly painful.
Touching yourself without permission was against the rules, and you knew this, but as time went by you grew more and more desperate; resorting to rutting against a pillow to relieve some of the pressure.
Finally, you gave in. Leaning back in the bed, you spread your legs apart and crept your hands up your silk nightdressâ pushing your panties to the side and slowly rubbing the pad of your pointer finger against your clit. You let out a small whimper, resting your head back against the pillow as you increased the speed of your hand; desperate for that sweet release you've been craving for so long.
Just as you were about to reach your high, the door to the bedroom suddenly opened. You let out a small scream as you were startled, and quickly removed your hand before turning your head to see who had interrupted you.
"Well, bunny," Draco smirked, leaning against the doorframe, "What exactly were you doing?" You blushed, moving your gaze from his eyes down to your hands. He tutted and got up from the doorframe, slowly walking towards you. His hand grabbed your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him, "I asked you a fucking question, didn't I?" he spat, a mix of lust and anger in his eyes. You whimpered at his tone, "M'sorry, Daddy,"
"So? What were you doing?" Draco repeated himself, moving his hand from your face and dropping it back by his side. Embarrassment filled you as you stumbled over your words, "I wasâ I was touching myself, Daddy," you explained meekly, the red not budging from your cheeks. He let out a low chuckle, "Without my fucking permission, eh?"
Draco's hand found it's way onto your chest, pushing you down onto your back as he climbed over you. The sight of him above you made you whimper lowly, your thighs rubbing together as to relieve some of the pressure in your aching cunt. "Such a naughty girl, huh?" he almost growled, his hand moving from your chest to your neck, "Bunny couldn't even wait a couple of hours for Daddy to fuck her dumb,"
His fingers put pressure on the sides of your neck, not enough to make you breathless but just enough to make you slightly dizzy. Moaning quietly at the touch, you bucked your hips up into his, "Said m'sorry Daddy, just want you so bad," Draco tutted, moving his hand from your throat and sitting back so he was in between your legs. As if it were muscle memory, your opened your legs and looked up at him with pleading eyesâ silently begging for him to touch you.
"Such a fucking whore for me, aren't you bunny?" his fingers crept up your thighs, slowly inching towards your dripping core. Finally, Draco made contact with your soaked panties, rubbing your clit through the thin material. "Yes, gods, such a whore for you, Daddy," you moaned at the contact, pressing your hips down further onto his hand. The blonde delivered a slap to your thigh, making you gasp, "Don't be so fucking needy, y'lucky your even getting this after disobeying me,"
After just a few moments of stimulation, Draco drew his hand back and you had to stop yourself from letting out a whine-- knowing all too well he'd just punish you even more. His rough hands came to lift your hips up, helping you slide off your cotton underwear so he would have more access to you. Once the material was gone and discarded on the bedroom floor, Draco pushed your legs open and leant down so he was eye-level with your throbbing cunt. When you felt his hot breath ghost over your clit, you shivered; the anticipation for what was about to happen causing you to rock your hips lightly.Â
"Can't believe you're this needy," he tutted, arms coming to wrap around your thighs, "And to think I got you off this morning, as well," As soon as he finished speaking, Draco immediately started running his tongue up your slit-- teasing you in the most perfect way. Letting out a soft mewl, you pushed your hips back onto his face, making him chuckle. Deciding to stop teasing you, he pressed his tongue onto your clit and started making small circle motions; pulling a moan from you, "Hmph~ Daddy,"
You gasped when you felt two fingers pushing into your entrance, stretching you out. Draco set a fast and hard pace with his fingers, thrusting them in and out whilst making 'come hither' motions so the tips of them hit that special bundle of nerves perfectly. With stimulation on your clit and inside of you, you felt yourself coming closer and closer to your high and your thigh began to tremble. "M'gonna cum Daddy, please l-let me cum," you pleaded through breathy moans, your hips grinding down on his hand as his actions increased in speed-- making you throw your head back and bite your lip with a whimper.
Just before you reached that release, Draco pulled his hand away from you, bringing his hand up to his lips to lick off your arousal, "Needy bitches don't get to cum, do they bunny?" he smirked, passing you your underwear and standing up from the bed. You whined and squirmed on the bed, a pout on your lips, "I said I was sorry, Daddy," you frowned, slowly sitting up from your position when you realised Draco wasn't going to get you off. "We have a dinner we need to attend, and if you don't act like such a dumb little bunny, I'll fuck you nice and hard tonight, eh?" he spoke, fixing his tie and leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead, "And wear something real pretty for me, baby, wanna show you off to my enemies,"
It was only a few weeks after Carmen Weasley had left Hogwarts when her family was visited by her old Headmaster- Albus Dumbledore. With the rest of her family, she is sent to live in Grimwauld Place while the preparation for the war against Voldemort begins.
However, when she is invited to join the Order, Carmen wasn't expecting to see her old professor- Remus Lupin. As the war begins and the wizarding world is thrown into chaos, she finds herself falling in love with the lycanthrope. Will she hide her feelings or follow her heart and risk losing him?
Summary: A misunderstanding leads to wrongful punishment.
Warnings: slight NSFW (16+) but no actual sex, fluff, spanking, crying, kissing, Lily being the smartest person, bubbly reader, no specific holiday mentioned. As always lmk if I missed anything.
A happy hum echoed off of the walls of the corridor, happy steps clicking along to match the buzz. You giddily walked through the many twists and turn in the castle, finally making it to your final destination - The Great Hall.
You spotted your three boys instantly, walking over to them, a skip in your step. Excitement was too mediocre a word to describe what you were feeling; you just loved this time of year, especially the element of surprise and how happy everyone seemed to look.
âHelloooo, my loves,â you greeted with a grin, sinking into the seat beside Remus.
The scarred boy leaned down to kiss your temple, âhi, honey.â
Sirius leaned his elbows on the table, smirking at your giddiness, âwhatâs got you so excited, puppy?â
âNothingâŠ- just happy that the snow is finally sticking.â
âNo other reason?â Sirius pressed, seeing right through your terrible attempt at lying.
âNopeâŠ- we have to make snow angels tomorrow!â
âNo thanks,â Sirius replied, defeated after your change in topic.
Remus patted your thigh, looking down at his book, âIâll watch you make snow angels, bunny.â
You pouted, annoyed that your boyfriends seemed to have a stick up their butts, âbut you have to make one too!â
â- Jamie, youâll make one with me, wonât you?â you asked with huge puppy eyes.
âOf course I will, poppet,â James smiled, leaning over the table to peck your, now grinning, lips.
âOi! Youâre getting your sweater fluff in my food,â Sirius exclaimed, pushing James back in his seat.
You stuck your tongue out at Sirius, âyouâre just mad because Jamieâs not such a sourpuss.â
Remus gave your thigh a warning squeeze, not ever lifting his gaze from his book, âwatch it, bunny.â
You giggled, leaning into his side, âsorry, Remmy, but Siri is just a little Grinch.â
He took a moment to ponder, looking over at Sirius, âI see the resemblance,â he finally said as he breathed out a laugh. Sirius huffed, and his lips bore a displeased frown.
âThis is bullying⊠thatâs what it is.â
âWhatâs a Grinch?â James whispered to Sirius, but he just shook his head.
âI donât know, but if itâs coming from those two, itâs probably not a good thing!â
You just snickered, burying your face in Remusâ bicep, feeling the vibrations from his body as a result of his own laugh.
âFine, laugh all you want,â Sirius threw his hands up, whispering to himself âwonât be laughing when your hair is green for a weekâ.
James just looked between all three of you, confused, but shrugged his shoulders.
âDo you want to go to Hogsmeade after breakfast, darling?â he asked, looking at you expectantly.
You froze slightly in place, trying to think up a quick lie, âno, I have⊠homework⊠lots of homework, so I canât.â
â-are all of you going?â you asked slowly, hoping they wouldnât.
âWe were really only planning on going because you usually love it, but if youâre not, weâre just gonna stay here,â James answered, taking a bite of his toast.
âI can help you study, bunny,â Remus said with a smile, kissing your forehead.
You shook your head, trying your best to seem casual, âthatâs okay; I have a study date with Lily and Marlene.â
âBut youâre coming to our dorm after, right?â Sirius interjected.
You smirked slightly, âI thought you were mad at me, Grinch.â
Sirius rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest, âjust because youâre being annoying doesnât mean I donât want cuddle timeâŠ- come by the dorm after.â
You laughed, nodding your head with a grin, âlove you, Grinch.â
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A study date was the perfect cover for you to go to Hogsmeade alone. The three boys made it impossible for you to get gifts for them without them knowing exactly what you had gotten.
James would insist on carrying the bags and sneak a peek inside when you werenât looking.
Sirius would flat out just take the bags from you and look inside, ignoring your shouts at him to leave it alone.
Remus would never leave your side, so youâd never be able to purchase anything without him looking over your shoulder and, therefore, losing the element of surprise you loved so much.
So, your last resort was lying - a teensy little white lie, so they wouldnât know what you had bought for them.
Music blasted in your earphones, and the snow crunched under your feet as you walked the white covered path to Hogsmeade.
Waddling was perhaps a better word to describe how you were moving; your body was protected from the cold by an unnecessary amount of layers.
You kept your double gloved hands in your pockets, bouncing along the path, mouthing along to the words of the song playing.
You hummed happily as you wandered around, collecting the elements of each person's gift, making sure everything was perfect enough for your boys.
You walked for a while, in too much of a giddy hazy mood to notice the voices calling after you.
âYN!â Sirius shouted, a damp cloud forming from his warm breath in the frosty December air.
âWhyâs she ignoring us?â James frowned, watching you walk away, never once acknowledging them after they called your name multiple times.
âWhyâd she lie?â Remus crossed his arms over his chest, thoroughly disappointed with you.
In the meantime, you bounced blissfully unaware back to the castle, with arms full of bags of presents and cheeky snacks youâd picked up from Honeydukes.
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After dumping your shopping bags in your own room, you happily skipped up to the boy's dormitory.
You burst through the door, âIâm ready for cuddle time, SiriâŠ- whatâs with the faces?â
You tilted your head to the side in confusion as you took in each of their expressions. James looked upset, Sirius looked angry and smug all at once⊠but Remus, he looked disappointed - which was the worst feeling, knowing youâd disappointed him in some way.
âBunny, come here,â Remus said calmly, but a frosty bite accompanied his tone. He sat patiently on the edge of his bed, legs spread with an air of dominance around him.
You moved silently across the room, stopping in front of him, your brow raised quizzically at the tension that laid over the room.
âAlright, over my lap,â he sighed, his hand reaching out to tug you forward.
Now, you were really confused. Punishment was not something youâd expected, but it sure seemed like that was where it was headed.
âWait, what?â
Remus sighed, manhandling you across his muscular thighs, âthat wasnât a suggestion.â
You could feel your heartbeat quicken in your chest; you never really did get punishments, but when you did, youâd been really bad - but now you couldnât think of anything youâd done to upset them directly.
âBut what did I do?â you whimpered, squirming across Remusâ lap.
Sirius scoffed, crossing his arms and moving over to sit with his back against the headboard, looking positively bored.
âDonât play dumb now⊠didnât peg you as stupid, pup, but I guess thatâs what lying does to you.â
You whimpered at his words, shutting your eyes tight as tears were already leaving a glassy sheen on your eyes.
ââM not stupidâŠ- was this because of what I said this morning? Iâm sorry, you know I didnât mean it.â
âShush, bunny,â Remus said, bunching up the fabric of your skirt and pulling down your tights enough for the smooth skin of your bum to be displayed for him.
He rubbed a scarred hand over the smooth flesh, squeezing and kneading a couple of times to warm you up.
James stood from his own bed, walking over to sit beside Remus, right by your face. He was close enough, so you leaned forward, resting your head on his thigh and waited for impact.
âIf you wanted to be alone, you couldâve just said so,â James murmured, running a smooth hand over your hair, soothing you absentmindedly, but hurt still lingered in his voice.
âWha-â you started, but a surprised yelp cut off your words as the first smack landed on your bottom.
You gripped onto Jamesâ trousers, whimpering as another stinging slap had you jolting forward.
By the fifteenth slap, tears streamed down your cheeks as you babbled through broken sobs.
âDidnât even do anything,â you hiccuped, clutching onto James so tightly, you were surprised he wasnât wincing. He rubbed slow circles on your back, using his other hand to scratch at your scalp gently.
âHush, bunnyâŠ- almost done,â Remus murmured, bringing yet another slap down on your already bright red ass.
By this point, Sirius had moved behind Remus, standing on his knees to look over the lycanthropes shoulder, watching the subtle flesh jiggle with every hit.
Your breathing kept catching in your throat, but as much as you tried to swallow the noise, it was impossible.
You didnât even register how many smacks landed on you before your tights were pulled completely down your legs, and your skirt was flipped down once more.
Remus pulled you up, trying to settle you on his lap, but you just scrambled off of him.
You stood in front of them on shaky legs, cowering away when James reached out for you.
âSweetheart, itâs okay, youâre done now,â he tried softly, but you just shook your head, trying to get your sobs to stop, but they just kept coming.
âDidnât even do anything,â you whimpered out, voice barely above a whisper, a deep pout decorating your usually happy face.
You kept mumbling to yourself, brain clouded with fog and your vision blurred from tears. The back of your hands were wet from trying to wipe away and dry the streaks of tears that leaked down the apples of your cheeks.
âHoneyâŠâ Remus tried gently, standing from the mattress, to pull you to him, but you only backed away, leaving a small crack in the scarred boys heart.
âMean,â was the last thing you muttered before swiftly leaving the room and leaving behind three very confused Marauders.
âWhat just happened?â Sirius sat back crossed-legged on the bed, brows furrowed in confusion
Remus couldnât find the words; he only stared at the door, scratching mindlessly at his arm.
âShouldnât we go after her?â James asked tentatively, looking between Sirius and Remus expectantly.
None of them knew what to do; this was completely new. Youâd never reacted that way before; you were always well aware when you deserved punishment, even if you werenât the type to typically act up.
Remus sat defeated back on his bed, releasing a sigh; he never wanted to actually hurt you - just a little discipline, nothing you hadnât agreed on - but now he just felt horrible; felt like you finally saw him as the mean monster he saw himself as - and that would surely kill him. He fiddled with his fingers; his focus lost as he drowned in his own thoughts, confusion and uncertainty running through his mind.
âHey, Moony, none of thatâŠ- come on,â Sirius whispered, crawling up to Remus, manoeuvring himself onto his lap to straddle him, forcing him to stop fiddling and look up.
James came over as well, leaning his head on Remusâ shoulder and snuggled close to him.
âWeâll talk with her tomorrowâŠ- sheâll come around,â James spoke softly, grasping Remusâ hand in his, playing with his long pale fingers.
The lycanthrope could only nod, closing his eyes briefly, trying to ground himself with the help of the two boys keeping him warm.
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A solemn chill ran through the castle as the three Marauders sat and ate their breakfast glumly. They all kept a close eye on the entrance, waiting for a certain bubbly happy girl to enter, but she never did; instead entered a sad and tired looking you, walking with slow steps as you scanned the table, strategically choosing a seat at the end of the table, away from them, as you spotted the three boys.
They all frowned, a stabbing feeling touching right at their hearts and guts. Remus visibly cringed, watching you very obviously wince as you sat down, a plethora of bruises and marks decorating your bottom, no doubt.
They watched as you spoke animatedly with Lily and Alice, the smile on your face never fully reaching your eyes. You laughed, as you always did, but it sounded fake and forced⊠Lily noticed, and she shot the boys a look before leaning in to speak quietly to you.
They watched as you stood with Lily, leaving the hall with your head hung. All three of them wanted to follow, but the raise of Lilyâs hand halted their movements; she shot them another look, one that said âwait, not now,â and they begrudgingly complied, sinking back into their seats as you disappeared out of sight.
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The courtyard was covered in white. Sirius kicked at the soft snow, muttering to himself while pacing. James and Remus sat close on a stone bench, watching the small flurries float around. Remus couldnât keep away the thoughts of what it would be like if you were there with them; you wouldnât be bothered by the frosty air, youâd blow out and laugh at the steam cloud, or youâd force them all to build a snowman. Last year you had built three snowmen, one to look like each of your boys. Remus smiled at the memory, letting his head fill with dramatic sombre thoughts, always expecting the worst because overthinking lived forever in him.
James grasped Remusâ hand gently, squeezing it and smiled a gentle smile, leaning his head on the Lycanthropes shoulder.
An exasperated sigh gained their attention, watching as Lily trudged her way through the snow.
âDo you remember when we talked about the importance of communication in relationships?â she asked, her face neutral.
All of them nodded, looking a little lost.
â-well, Iâd advise you to start maybe using what I taught you,â she crossed her arms over her chest, looking tired and a little annoyed.
âWe communicateâŠâ Sirius muttered, kicking idly at the snow, shoving his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.
Lily sighed again, âdid you communicate before punishing YN? Did you listen to what she had to say? Did you give her a chance to explain?â
Remus looked down guiltily, feeling deflated and stupid.
âShe lied to us,â James mumbled, squeezing Remusâ hand.
âCome on! Think about itâŠ- what time of year is it? Why do you think sheâd want to go to Hogsmeade alone and not tell you about it?â Lily threw her hands up in frustration.
She did feel a little triumphant when the same look of realisation passed over each boy. Remus felt like he was going to throw up - damn Lily for always being right.
âWhere is she?â Sirius asked hurriedly, already ready to take off to find you.
âI told her to go to your dorm room,â she smiled, watching all three of them race away with quick steps. James almost slipped on an ice patch, but Siriusâ hand in his saved him from tumbling to the ground.
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You looked down at the white-covered grounds, feeling warmth in your chest, wanting nothing more than to roll around in the cold snow, just to get a good cuddle and perhaps a hot cocoa when you got back inside.
The door to the dorm opened, and in stumbled three red-cheeked Marauders. They breathed heavily, scanning the room until their eyes landed on your figure curled up in Jamesâ quidditch jumper on the windowsill.
A moment went by where you all just stared, waiting for someone to start - normally Remus would, but at this moment, nothing but guilt and hatred for himself clouded his mind.
Even in your hurt mindset, you still considered yourself an expert on the three boys, therefore instantly recognising the far-out look Remus had as he stared back at you. Standing from the windowsill, you padded your way to them, giving no warning as you jumped into Remusâ arms, wrapping your limbs around him and burying yourself in his warmth. The melted snow on his coat chilled and wetted your skin, but you couldnât find it in yourself to care.
âRemmy,â you whispered, feeling safe and secure as his arms tightened around you.
â-get out of your head.â
Remus shook his head, tightening his hold on you, âweâre so sorryâŠ- we shouldâve listened.â
You untangled yourself from him, feeling the cold floor under your feet as he set you down, looking in your eyes, sorrow swimming in the honey pools.
âYeah, you shouldâŠ- but Iâm okay now, look,â you did a little dance, a small smile lighting up your face, the smile contagiously spreading onto all of their faces.
âGods, what did we do to deserve you?â Sirius murmured with a grin, gripping your wrist and tugging you into his embrace.
You sighed, burying your face in his chest and breathing in his scent - the faintest smell of cigarettes lingering on his shirt.
âKiss?â James asked, or more accurately whined.
You giggled and turned in Siriusâ arms, keeping them securely around your middle as you reached out for James. He happily came over, placing a long kiss on your smiling lips, cupping your face and softly caressing your cheeks with the pads of his thumbs.
âLove you, sweet pea,â he murmured into the kiss.
âHoney, can I rub some ointment on you?â Remus asked softly, grabbing your hand to pull you out of Siriusâ grip.
You nodded, letting him pull you into his arms as James scurried to the bathroom to grab the cream.
You inhaled deeply, shutting your eyes as you felt Remusâ soft hands bunch up the fabric of Jamesâ jumper.
You jumped, body jolting, as you felt a pair of warm lips leaving a small kiss on your backside. You turned your head, seeing Sirius kneeled behind you, wearing a tiny mischievous smile.
âSorry, baby pup, looked too good,â he smirked.
You turned your head back into Remusâ chest just as James returned with the cream, opening it and allowing Remus to scoop out a dollop.
He warmed it in his hands before gently smoothing it over your bum. You winced and a slight hiss fell from your lips as he went over the bruises that now decorated your skin.
âThere we go, bunnyâŠ- good girl,â Remus cooed, rubbing slowly, being mindful of the soreness.
You breathed slowly, biting your lip to keep in your noises.
With a last small pat, he smoothed down the fabric and pulled your face from his chest with a gentle hand, leaning down to brush his lips over yours.
âIâm so sorry, honey,â he breathed.
âI forgive youâŠ- buuuut there is one thing you can do to make it better.â
âAnything, baby,â James butted in, rubbing a slow hand up your back.
âYou all have to make snow angels with me,â you grinned, turning your head to look at Sirius, âall of you.â
Sirius rolled his eyes but couldnât keep away the smile that grew on his face, âanything for you, puppy.â
.
You giggled happily as you watched Sirius roll around in the snow, smothering James with snowballs.
Remusâ hand was tucked safely into yours, a large smile on his face.
âYour turn, Remmy,â you smiled cheekily, letting go of his hand.
You turned, falling into the snow with a soft âthumpâ, giggling, moving your arms and legs to create the angel.
Remus shook his head with a fond smile, turning to fall with you.
He moved his arms and legs slowly, matching your movements.
âI love you, bunny,â he spoke softly with a gentle smile.
âI love y⊠-hmph,â your sentence was interrupted as an overly excited James jumped you, laying his body directly on yours.
âHiya, sweet pea,â he grinned.
âJamie⊠canât⊠breathe,â you laughed, pushing at his shoulders.
He laughed, supporting himself on either side of you, taking the pressure off of you, âsorry, sorry.â
âYou ruined my snow angel,â you pouted, with no actual seriousness behind your words.
âYouâre the only snow angel we need,â Sirius smirked, dropping to his knees beside you.
You rolled your eyes with a smile, âsap.â
âNo longer a Grinch, huh?â
James smiled, smoothing a hand over your reddened cheek, âwill you tell me what a Grinch is now?â
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I donât know if youâve done this before if so just ignore... professor!remus who sees reader with her friends and starts to get insecure because heâs older and scarred and starts to think the reader would be better off with someone their own age, he tells them and basically just a LOT of comfort and face kisses, reassurance and smut (like body worship) if you want đ
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professor!remus x reader
SUMMARY: you come back from tutoring some slytherin boys when you realise that remus looks upset. he confessed that he thinks heâs too old and scarred for you so you reassure him that you love him no matter what and heâs beautiful. then you fuck.
WORD COUNT: 1.5k
WARNINGS: teacher x student (consensual and of age ofc), slight body worship, penetration, oral (f recieving), degrading (only a little), use of âwhoreâ, fluff
You sighed, opening the door to Remus' office and walking in. He looked up from his desk, shooting you a soft smile before resuming his marking, "Hey, darling, how was your day?" he asked, his free hand moving some of his hair out of his face. You sat down on the desk, "Tiring, had to tutor some Slytherin boys,"
He didn't reply, just mindlessly scribbling corrections on the page in front of him. "Are you okay? You seem a bitâ off," you muttered, noticing his stiff behaviour. Remus huffed and put down his quill, leaning back in his chair and stratching the back of his neck.
"I'm fine, darling," he lied, eyes meeting with yours. You frowned, getting down from the desk to sit in his lap instead. You rested your head on his chest, closing your eyes as the sound of his heartbeat filled your ears, "Don't lie, Rem, what's wrong,"
"I justâ don't you think I'm a bit old," he began, his voice low, "You could do so much better, date somebody far more younger and less.. scarred," You lifted your head from his chest when he finished what he was saying, your hands coming up to cup his face, "Are you insane? What's brought this on?"
Remus sighed once again, his own hands coming to rest over your own, "I nipped to the library before for a new book and well, you seemed so happy with those boys. Wouldn't you be better off with somebody younger, somebody whose body isn't aging and littered with scars-"
You cut him off with a kiss, your hands moving to wrap around the back of his neck. Pulling away after a minute or so, you looked deep into his eyes; the amber colour reminding you of honey. "You, Remus Lupin, are not old. Your body and everything about you is beautiful," you traced one of his scars with your thumb, making him close his eyes and smile slightly, "Your scars are not ugly, if anything they're breathtaking. They show that you've been through things, that you're strong,"
This time, it was him that kissed youâ his hands gripping your waist to pull you further into him as he licked your bottom lip, making you open your mouth slightly so he could slip his tongue in. You rocked your hips slightly, earning yourself a small groan from Remus as his trousers started to tighten. After pulling away from the kiss, you cupped his face once again; your thumbs rubbing his cheek softly. Your favourite scar was always the one that ran across his face, starting at the top of his left eyebrow and ending in the middle of his right cheek.
You leant forward and placed a kiss on the bridge of his nose, right in the middle of the almost-silver scar. He let out a small chuckle, hands moving from your waist to your thighs. "This one's my favourite," you muttered, kissing it again, "It's hot, gives you a mysterious look,"
You crashed your lips against his, letting out a soft whine when his hands crept further up your thighs. Leaning back, your hands ran over his chestâ taking your time unbuttoning his shirt so you could take in every inch of his chest. When his shirt was fully off, you leant forward to kiss a large scar that ran across his upper torso. "Everyâ singleâ scarâ" you muttered inbetween kisses, "Is beautiful,"
Remus took your chin into his hand, tilting your head to look at him, "Y/N, you're too kind to me," he spoke softly before placing small kisses on your neck. His hands worked to lift up your blouse, discarding it to the side before moving onto unclasping your bra. You grinded down on his lap, the hard buldge under his trousers pressing into your coreâ making you both groan at the friction.
It didn't take long for your bra to be thrown aside along with your blouse, your chest bare and perfectly on show for Remus. He wasted no time in wrapping his lips around one of your nipples, his tongue running along the hardened bud delicately. Your hands found themselves wrapped in his brown locks, lightly pressing him into your chest as you moaned quietly.
Remus' worked at his belt, unbuckling it and sliding it from his waistband before unbuttoning his trousers. His cock was freed after he pushed down his boxers, slapping against his lower stomach softly. Moving one of your hands from his hair, you wrapped it around the tip of his dick, your thumb sliding across the slit slowly. Remus groaned into your chest and pulled away, a string of spit connecting his lips and your nipple.
He grabbed your waist, lifting you up and placing you on the desk infront of him. You immediately spred your legs, earning yourself a small good girl before Remus pushed up your skirt. Hastily moving your already soaked panties to the side, he knelt down so he was at perfect eye level with your cunt. "Already so wet, baby," he half-growled before he wrapped his arms around your thighs, pulling your hips closer to him before burying his face between your legs.
A string of moans left your mouth when his tongue danced across your clit, his fingers moving to tease at your enterance. Pushing two fingers inside you, Remus started to curl them in a 'come hither' motionâ hitting that spongey wall perfectly. You mewled loudly, almost grinding your heat against his face as pure pleasure took over your body, "F-fuck, Remus~" you whimpered, throwing your head back and closing your eyes as your orgasm approached.
"You gonna cum, darling? Wanna cum all over my face?" he muttered against your cunt, the small vibrations almost sending you over the edge. "Yes, oh Merlin~" you whimpered, moving your head to look at down at him.
"C'mon then, cum darling," and with those words and the sight of him between your legs, you let out a whoreish moan as you cameâ Remus' free hand stopping you from closing your legs around his head. He placed a soft kiss on your sensitive clit as you came down from your high, earning himself a whine from the slight overstimulation.
Standing back up, Remus leant in to kiss youâ the taste of yourself on his tongue. His hands were holding your thighs, pushing them open wider as he stepped inbetween them; his cock pressing against your heat. You bucked your hips into him, making him let out a groan into your mouth, "You want me to fuck you, darling?" he teased when he pulled away from the kiss, moving to position his cock at your enterance.
"Please, fuck-" you gasped, the feeling of him against you just heavenly. He let out a low chuckle, slamming his hips forward and forcing you to take every inch of him. You moaned loudly, your head resting against the crook of his neck as he fucked into you; not failing to hit your sweet spot with every thrust.
Everytime his hips made contact with yours, you saw starsâ the pleasure neverending as he pounded into you. âFuck- Remus,â you whimpered, throwing your head back and snapping your eyes shut. He grabbed the back of your head, forcing you to look into his eyes, âWanna see your face when you cum, bunny,â he moaned, âYou like it when I fuck you like youâre a common whore?â
You bit your lip hard enough to make it bleed as you nodded, âYes!â you almost cried, your second orgasm approaching quickly, âLove it,â
It only took a couple more thrusts before you were unraveling around him, pornographic moans leaving your lips as you saw white. âShit, youâre so fucking hot when you cum, bunny,â Remus groaned, his own releasing approaching, âGripping me like a fucking vice, Merlin-â
The brunette pulled you closer to him when he came, making you whine as he pushed in deeper than he had ever done beforeâ painting the inside of you white with his seed. âJust a little longer, darling, I know you can handle it,â he muttered when he saw your slight discomfort, a hand coming to rest against your cheek. You nodded, a sigh of content leaving your lips when he pulled out of you.
âMerlin, look at you,â he smirked when he stood back, wiping himself off with a tissue before pulling up his boxers, âSigh for sore eyes, darling, with my cum dripping out of you,â You smiled, pulling him towards you and laying a kiss on his lips.
When you both pulled away, you wrapped your arms around his neck; resting your forehead on his. âI love you,â you almost whispered, âAnd I always will, no matter how fucking old you are or how many scars you have, okay?â
âI love you too,â he replied, moving his head so he could look down at you, pure adoration in his eyes, âNow câmon, Iâll help you clean up. You must be pretty fucking sore after that,â
things i donât write: incest, bestiality, anything involving bodily fluids (apart from spit + cum)
characters i write for: remus lupin, sirius black, james potter, draco malfoy, harry potter, ron weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, lucius malfoy, severus snape
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