Regulus who is out to a bar with Evan and Barty but suddenly Evan stops to say hi to a friend and it’s the prettiest most handsome guy ever, curly auburn hair, green eyes, and scars on his face.
they end up sitting at the same table as him and his friend.
Reg stands no chance against resisting the attraction, he know his pupils are dilated and he can’t help but trying to make conversation with him.
He finds out his name is Remus, studies literature and is Scottish. Regulus is in love.
They keep talking and Reg keeps getting closer, not missing the aware little smirk the guy does every time he looks at his lips or how Remus too seems to be inching closer, licking his lips, and actually talking kinda lower than needed so that Reg has to inch closer to his mouth every now and then, or stare at it to try and read his lips.
He is gone, he needs this man riding him to death, or suck him off until he’s dry or whatever Remus will let him do.
Suddenly Remus gets up and announces he needs to go to the bathroom, glancing at Reg as he does.
Of course Reg, who is completely wrapped around his finger, gets up two minutes later and goes to the toilet, where Remus grabs him by the back of his neck and kisses him like a starved man. It’s slow in the beginning, but not less passionate, as they try to discover each others mouth and tongues.
Reg bites the soft plump lips he is so lucky to be kissing and Remus’s breath catches in his throat.
Remus’ mouth starts travelling towards his neck and his hands wonder on this narrow waist. Regulus honestly cannot take this anymore and backs him up into a stall, closes the door and kneels on the floor, waiting for permission.
“Wait, I need to tell you something first… I’m trans so uhm… if you don’t want to any-“ he’s interrupted by the sound of his own belt being unbuckled and Reg’s grey eyes smiling at him, pupils dilated and rosy cheeks.
“thanks for trusting me and telling me, Remus. Now, unless you have something against it, I would really love to put my mouth on you and suck you dry”
Remus can only nod and throw his head back at the first contact his tcock does with Reg’s warm inviting mouth.
They’ll both come in each others mouths by the end of the evening, and Reg will drag him home with him by the wrist (he lives two streets away from the bar), and spend the night buried balls deep in Remus’s wet warm cunt.
