Summary: Sirius and James have a secret. They love watching Remus fucking his girlfriend, you without both of you knowing.
Warning: SMUT SMUT SMUT, Remus is a gentleman in the streets but a freak in the sheets, rough sex, masturbating, everyone is of age!!
Word Count: 1.6K
It all started when Sirius and James ran down the hallway to their dorm room. They were running late to quidditch practice, they didn’t want to get an earful about their tardiness. James was captain which meant more pressure in attending practice on time. Barging into the room, they quickly grabbed their stuff and was about to head out when a voice called out, a girl’s voice. They froze in mid step when they heard giggling followed by the sound of Remus’ voice, “Need you so bad, love.”
Even though they were running late, they were pranksters after all. They didn’t want to waste a good moment like this to prank their dear friend and his girl. They've been waiting for an opportunity like this. They were fond of you and accepted you into their little friend’s group. Sirius and James wouldn’t tell Remus this, but they had a small crush on you when they first met you. Which ended when Remus and you came out as a couple but once in a while, James and Sirius’ gaze would linger a little bit too long on you whenever you spoke or when doing something.
Running into the bathroom to hide, they left the door ajar. They had a clear view of Remus' bed. They held their breath when they heard the knob of the door jiggling.
“Remus.” Sirius’ ears perked up at your voice as both of you came walking in.
Sirius sees Remus leaning down to kiss you. Remus’ hands cups your face as he makes out with you. The boys freeze when they witness the sight of tenderness between Remus and you. Remus is mumbling your nickname to you as he lays his forehead against yours. His lips meets yours again before pulling away to lay you down on his bed, you’re on your back.
About to jump out and scare both of you.
You began to moan when Remus started to nip on your neck, planting wet open kisses.
It takes a lot to make playboy, Sirius blush like a school girl but seeing Remus kiss you like that flipped something in him. Remus’ fingers were working quickly to unbutton your shirt. James gulped when Remus took your shirt off, showing your bralette.
“Prettiest fucking tits, I swear.” Remus says as he pulls them down, showing your bare breasts.
Sirius and James’ eyes grew wide as they saw Remus sucked your nipple while squeezing the other. They were practically salivating when they saw your wet hard nipple when Remus pops it out of his mouth.
“Don’t forget to lock the door.” You tell him as Remus quickly removes his sweater and throws it across the room.
“Don’t worry. Peter is in the library with Lily. James and Sirius are at practice. They won’t be back until a few hours.” Sirius and James glance at each at the word practice.
Practice will not be on the agenda today that was for sure especially when they saw you removing the rest of your clothes. Remus follows you and it is not the first time they have seen Remus naked. All the years they have helped him with his transformations. They were always amazed by his body. His tall frame was something out of a painting. His fair skin looked so soft even with the scars. His hair was getting longer, and his piercing eyes peeked behind the strands of hair as he leans over you.
Their cocks grew hard when they saw you riding Remus. The sound of skin slapping together, your wet cunt and Remus groans were so arousing to them. Your breasts were bouncing up and down as you rode Remus’ cock. James rubs the back of his neck as he hears Remus calling you his pretty slut. Sirius starts to play with the belt around his waist when you cried out that you were going cum.
Remus brings his hand to your neck and Sirius is hard when he sees you, go crossed eyes for a sec and a grin appears on your pretty flushed face when you cum on Remus’ cock.
It’s been three weeks since James and Sirius saw Remus fucking you. After watching Remus and you, they had to go their separate ways and deal with themselves. They felt bad afterwards, the guilt was eating them up every day. Jacking off to the thought of their best mate fucking his girlfriend.
They vowed to never tell Remus or you about this. Not even a living soul, they couldn’t tell anyone that they enjoyed it. Remus and you had ruined porn for them completely, nothing was exciting them like before. They had to hear Remus and your moans. They had to see your cunt gushing all over Remus’ cock to cum. It had gotten to the point that Sirius and James would pretend to forget some details. The boys would “recall” how your ass looked or how Remus’ cock slid into you. They wanted to talk about you and Remus in order for them cum.
“Remember that face she made?” James nods at Sirius.
“When he started to choke her..fuck.” Sirius says as he cups himself through his trousers.
Remus and you never suspected a thing and they kept doing it. James and Sirius would hide in the closet, bathroom again, and use the cloak of invisibility. James and Sirius thought they were close before but nothing was like being close with each other like being under the cloak with their cocks out in their hands as they watched Remus fucking you from behind.
They had front row seats to their favorite show.
Remus had you on your hands and knees on his bed. He’s panting above you as he holds your hips while thrusting into you.
Sirius bites the inside of his cheek as he squeezes the head of his cock gently. James is breathing heavily, his round glasses start to fog up a bit as he strokes himself.
“Remus!” You cry out as he pushes the side of your face down on the mattress, you are facing James and Sirius now and they see a smile on your face when Remus holds your neck down. You love this just as much as Remus did.
Your moans become louder as Remus slams himself inside of you. The mattress springs creak so loudly by his rough thrusts. Your cheek is squished against the blankets. You hold on for dear life, your pussy pulse around Remus’ cock as he praises you for being a good girl with her ass in the air and head down.
They never would have thought Remus as a dom, he was too bashful and too respectful towards you. This was the same Remus that blushes when you call him baby and kisses his cheeks in the hallways. The same Remus that would walk you to class, carrying your books and even your bag.
That Remus is gone, this Remus is using your pussy as his personal pocket pussy and you’re just loving it. Even with his rough strokes, Remus leans down close to your face pushing his cock deeper inside of you.
Remus is muttering sweet words to you. Pushing your hair back, as he coos about your pretty face. He kisses your shoulders, as he calls you his.
“Mine. All mine.” He says before continuing ramming his hips against your ass.
James was the first to cum, he always is. He just couldn’t help it. You looked so fucking good with teary eyes taking a pounding from Remus. Sirius cums when you cry out for Remus to cum in you.
You are begging your boyfriend to fill you and Remus whines when he holds you in place. He leans over you and pulls your hair back, almost making your upper body fold back. He pulls you back by your hair and you look up at him with a pout, he kisses you.
Remus cries your name when he fills you to the hilt and paints your wall with his cum. James and Sirius just stare at both of you as Remus rolls you carefully on to your back. He’s gentle with you as he opens your legs and makes room for himself. He goes on you to lay there with you. Caging your head with his forearms as he kisses you. You wrap your legs around his waist.
They liked watching the aftercare, something so sweet and tender. Remus kisses you so gently, it leaves you out of breath. They would watch Remus stare down at you with so much intensity and love.
“You okay, love?” You nod at your boyfriend’s soft voice. Remus holds you until your breathing is back to normal. James whines softly at the sight of it and Sirius glances over at him. It’s hot and humid under the cloak.
James and Sirius give each other the same look after every time they watched Remus and you. They always say this will be the last time. That’s what they tell themselves but the moment they see you pulling Remus into another room during a party or whispering in his ear during lunches and breaks. They see the look on Remus’ face and he grabs your hand telling his friends something had come up. Sometimes they know by the way Remus walks up to you.
They watch him walk up behind you when they see you talking to your friends in the courtyard. He politely greets your friends with a smile as he grabs your waist, hugging you from behind and kisses your forehead. He grabs your bag, telling you a lady shouldn’t be carrying a heavy thing. Your friends are all in awe of his gentleman nature. You say goodbye to them as you walk with Remus who’s hiding his hard on with your bag. Both of you are off to the nearest empty classroom. James and Sirius are quick to make an excuse to leave. They always leave Lily, Peter and Marlene baffle by their sudden departure.
Series Summary: When the reader bumps into the new DADA professor on the bridge in Hogwarts she begins to build a friendship with him all thanks to their shared feeling of not belonging and love for muggle cigarettes. Their friendship blooms while they both fight internal battles deciding what is wrong and what is right leading to a lot of fluff, angst, flirting and a rollercoaster of emotions.
A/N: I haven't had time to proofread this one but I wanted to get it out in celebration of it being Remus's birthday today. Happy Birthday Moony.
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The trees outside were becoming greener, and the air a bit warmer. Remus and you would even sometimes take walks outside together to enjoy the sunshine, obviously distanced and acting appropriately. Acting appropriately was beginning to drain you as the honeymoon stages of being with Remus began to wear off.
January was filled with the thrill of being together and sneaking around, you got comfortable in February and now it was March. You were entering your third month of being exclusive, but not being anything, spending evenings together but barely ever sleeping in the same bed. No matter how much you enjoyed it you couldn't hide it was all becoming slightly draining. You longed for a date, to go the theatre like Remus once promised, to go for a walk and hold hands. To kiss in a public space.
"Any plans for the weekend?" You asked Remus as you strolled through the grass in the morning on Friday, you asked in the hope of finally going on a date again.
"I have a meeting with some members of the order, apparently there's rumours of activity between death eaters" He kept his hands firmly in his pockets. "What's your plans?" He looked at you with a gentle look of admiration as he spoke.
"I was thinking you could take me around London?" You asked slightly nervously.
"I'm sorry, not this weekend. There's too many people from the order around right now. Besides we shouldn't speak about this in public." His body was closed off as he looked around and spoke in a hush tone, it used to thrill you the secrecy, but it was beginning to hurt.
"When can we? You promised me the theatre." You said and he smiled gently.
"As soon as possible."
"When's that?" You pushed and Remus shook his head. "When it's less risky."
"Fine can I at least come officially meet Sirius?" You asked.
"I would like nothing more,"
"But?" You interrupted
"But, the order operates out of his house, and there's been more meetings recently, it's not safe for us to be hanging out there." He explained.
"What about your cottage? Or is that too risky too?" You tried your luck.
"That's actually a good idea, but," You rolled your eyes at Remus again. "I need time to make it habitable, it's a mess there. I'll go this weekend and depending on the progress soon we can go together." He explained and you nodded satisfied with getting at least somewhere. He looked around before continuing. "Tomorrow, after my meeting I'd love to see you. If that's okay? Although I don't know what time I will be back it would mean a lot to me if you were free." He almost whispered.
"Of course, if you won't take me out on a date at least we can have one here." You said and he offered a weak smile.
"Now tell me, how's your preparation for exams going?" He changed the subject now speaking in a louder tone and it felt more like spending time with Lupin than Remus. You enjoyed all sides of Remus J Lupin. You enjoyed learning his habits and quirks, you would sit in your DADA lesson and watch him intensely as he would tap his fingers on his wand when he was nervous. You could quite define what was going on between you both, on one hand he was very reserved, he wanted for you to come over to spend time together and then for you to leave, like you were a way for him to have company. On the other hand he was passionate, he talked about his dreams of showing you the world, about how he saw the future it made you feel like maybe you were special to him. You spent the day alone waiting for Remus to come back, every few hours you would walk past his office to find out if he was back yet no sign of him. It was getting late and you were begging to believe he won't come back today and you wasted your evening waiting for him.
Finally around nine pm as you walked back to your dorm from his office you saw him walking in your direction towards his office, you smiled at the sight of him. He was very dressed up in a nice shirt and blazer, he looked like he really cared about his appearance today as he went to the meeting. You didn't really understand why he got so dressed up to see the order or why his "meeting" lasted all Saturday. He greeted you in the corridor with a nod and you turned around walking side by side to his office. "Hello Professor." You said with a playful tone.
"Hi Y/N, I know it's Saturday but do you mind coming to have a quick discussion with me in the office?" He asked with a smirk on his face.
"My pleasure." You said as he held the door open for you and you stepped inside.
"Hello my dear." He said as soon as the door closed and he leaned in to kiss you. "Sorry for running so late, everyone couldn't stop talking I left as soon as I could." He explained as you walked up the stairs to his office.
"You look really nice." You pointed out.
"I've got to impress you, how else would I keep you interested in boring old me." He said, at this moment you clicked the thing you could smell was fire whiskey, he had been drinking.
"Do you often drink at important meetings?" You asked, a sting of jealousy on your tongue.
"Only when they run late," He explained as he poured two drinks and you sat down.
"I waited for you like an idiot all evening." You explained feeling upset by how you ruined your day waiting while he was drinking and dressing up for a meeting.
"I'm sorry, dear, I tried to leave as soon as the meeting finished but everyone wanted to talk, they wanted to talk to me, which rarely happens, you know how I talk and people lose interest well this one time when I wanted them to not listed they did listen. But I wanted to come back to you this whole evening. Anyway we're here now and I can bore you instead of them." He gave you a soft kiss on your cheek as he sat down next to you.
"So tell me about your cottage." You said making yourself comfortable on the couch, with your legs crossed and your drink in hand.
"What do you want to know?" He re-adjusted himself to face you as he sat on the opposite end of the sofa and music played in the background, he had his favourite vinyl on which filled the room with positivity even if your conversations didn't start on a good note.
"I don't know, we always just talk about music and me, I feel like I barely know you."
"I'm an open book."
"That's a lie."
"What do you want to know?" He said gently ignoring your remark.
"Did you grow up there?" You snapped.
"In the cottage? No, god, no." He snapped back instantly looking down at his glass with the last three words.
"So where did you grow up?"
"Everywhere, we moved around a lot because of my condition. Listen Y/N I would rather not talk about this today. Ask me any other day and I'll tell you, today I want to listen to some records, hold you in my arms and sip some expensive whiskey." He said putting an arm around you and pulling you closer.
"So you'll speak to others all night but all you want is to sit next to me and listen to music?"
"I also want to kiss you." He said planting a light kiss on your lips making you blush.
"Remus, I feel like you don't want to let me into your life."
"You are in my life, dear. I spend more time with you than anyone else. The last time I was around someone so much it was Sirius and I was your age."
"Yet you won't even let me meet Sirius." You left his embrace sitting on the opposite side of the sofa.
"Y/N, we spoke about this..." he said sitting up himself.
"What are we?"
"I don't know." He said slightly defeated.
"Are we dating?"
"No." He replied calmly but instantly without time to even process the question .
"But we're exclusive?" You asked after a moment of thinking
"Yes." Once again instantly.
"Why?"
"Because I can't bear the thought of anyone else kissing you."
"Why won't you date me?"
"Because I'm your teacher." He didn't break eye contact.
"Bullshit. You've crossed that line too many times for it to matter, why?"
"Because it's me. Y/N, I wouldn't want to curse anyone with me, especially not you. You don't understand what I am..."
"I do Remus, and I don't care so drop this self destructive attitude and let yourself feel happy."
"I want you to feel happy!" He almost shouted but controlled himself. "I am sacrificing my job for you to be happy-"
"Yes because you don't get any enjoyment out of it, you're just having sex with me and inviting me over for my enjoyment." You snarked back and he rested his head in his hand as he massaged his temple trying to find the right words to say.
"Y/N, you know what I mean. I care about you, I am smitten by you. But it would be selfish of me to decide to date you to call you mine. You're a young witch, you have so much potential. I have to change jobs before people realise my condition, I am always moving, I'm not safe, and I'm not safe to be around. I want to keep you safe and happy, I don't want to ruin your future by people finding out you're dating not only your teacher but a werwolf."
"Selfish is you not giving me a chance. Do you know what would make me happy? If you held my hand. The day you took me to the British Museum was one of the best days I've ever had, I was so happy, you can offer me happiness but you decide not to. You would know all this if you weren't too busy feeling sorry for yourself to notice." You now raised your voice a little bit too much.
"This isn't how I wanted this evening to go." He simply said looking down at his feet almost defeated.
"I'm sorry but you can't keep running from this conversation Lupin it's March, am I just your plaything or do you hate yourself so much that you truly won't allow yourself to feel okay for a moment?"
"Dear, can we just come back to this tomorrow when you're more calm and I'm more sober?" He asked with a soft tone that contrasted your own.
"Maybe I should go." You said standing up and gathering your belongings.
"Dear-" he began as he stood up and followed you towards the door.
"No Remus, I'm not going to allow you to hurt me with your mistaken nobility, the worst part is you truly think you're doting the right thing." You said emotions getting the best of you.
"Y/N. Please stay." He placed his hand on the door to stop you from opening it.
"Why? Why are you so desperate for me to stay when you won't talk to me about anything real."
"Because it's my birthday..." he said and it hit you like a wall of bricks.
"Remus I'm so sorry-" you began but he seemed dismissive.
"Actually I believe it may be best if you do leave," Remus said letting go of the wall and walking to sit back down, downing the rest of his drink and closing his eyes as he sat there not looking your way.
"Yes I should go, we should go. Let's go to London."
"What?" He shot a confused look at you.
"Let's go, what are we doing wasting away here? Do you really want to spend your birthday sitting here like every other evening? Or do you want to celebrate?"
"I don't celebrate my birthday, I just don't want to be alone this year."
"Why isn't Sirius here?"
"Because I already saw him, they bought out a cake and sang me happy birthday at the meeting. I didn't like the attention but it was nice if Sirius to organise it, but I told them I just want to sit at home today."
"No let's celebrate!" You insisted sitting down next to him and putting hands on his knee.
"I told you I don't want to I just want to sit here and have a nice, normal, evening with you." He said sternly, his body stiff.
"Remus, why didn't you tell me it's your birthday?"
"Because I didn't want you to react like this, it's not important, I didn't want a cake, I didn't want people singing happy birthday, I just wanted to sit with you here and feel normal and happy." He explained it felt like he was lecturing you.
"I don't understand..."
"No you wouldn't would you?" He stood up moving your hand off his knee and walking away to go top up his glass before he continued speaking. "I didn't want to be reminded another year has passed, another year where there no cure, another year where each month is a curse, another year my mother is dead, my friends are dead. Another year closer to loosing my father, to loosing Sirius and another job. What is so fun about celebrating this?"
"Because it's about celebrating the person you are." You emphasised walking over to him, you stood in front of him looking up at him hoping he would kiss you as you moved up your him standing on your toes.
"There's nothing to celebrate about me." He said walking past you to sit on his office chair. You followed right behind him.
"Yes there is Remus. You're amazing, do you really think I'd be waiting for you all evening if you weren't worth celebrating." You moved in closer invading his personal space and straddling him on his desk chair. His body shifted below you as he cleared your throat, you could feel his penis twitch as he was begging to get hard. "I'm sorry Y/N, I think you should leave." He said almost whispering. You looked into his eyes for a moment before storming out. "Self destructive asshole" you murmured as you slammed his office door behind you.
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*You walk into Professor Lupin’s Classroom to ask for help and catch him touching himself and offer to help*
It was too late. I always put it off and now it’s too late to ask for help. I sigh and close my textbook and let my head fall into my hands and tug at my hair as I stress over my essay. It was way too late to go ask for help now but I didn’t have much choice, it’s either I risk getting caught out of bed by Filch on the way and getting in trouble with Professor Lupin when I got there or fail my essay. I am already in a tight tank top and shorts because I was ready for bed so I throw on my robe to cover up. I sneak out quietly and make my way to his classroom and luckily he is still inside. I go to knock but hear muffled sounds coming from the other side of the door. I press my ear against it to hear better and make out the sounds but lose balance and fall into the door pushing it open and landing on the floor. Before I can even begin to prepare myself for the backlash that is to come from this I look up and stare dumbfounded at Professor Lupin sitting at his desk with his cock in his hand.
“Y/N!”, Professor Lupin shouts and covers himself as quickly as he can but it is already too late as it all happened so quickly.
I try to pull myself off the ground as fast as possible and look down at my feet, “Professor I am so so so sorry, I didn’t mean to barge in like this, I was coming to ask you for help if possible but I tripped over myself and fell through the door, but I was going to knock it was an accident,” I ramble out the broken truth, still staring at my feet. We stay like this in silence for a few moments before he breaks it with a sigh. I do not usually get in trouble and I am usually a good student, I procrastinate but my marks are great. This could be why Professor Lupin did not react as harshly as he could’ve. “Y/n..” Professor Lupin starts again in a much gentler tone than before. “You should not be out of bed at this time, I understand you need help but you should have asked earlier on.”
I nod and slowly bring my gaze to look up at him. I cannot believe my look, he doesn’t look nearly as angry as I thought he would. “I know Professor and I am so sorry,” I sigh. “It is just that I put off my essay and now I am struggling with it and I wanted to see if you could help me,” I say honestly. I watch as his face relaxes a bit more and tries to cover up or distract from what I saw him doing but I can’t help but think about it. I’ve always had a little crush on Professor Lupin but then again who hasn’t? If I ever had a chance with him now would be it. “You know Professor…” I start but before I can finish he cuts me off.
“Y/n,” he says firmly but not in a harsh tone, “I am sorry that you saw that, it is inappropriate for me to have been doing so in the classroom but if you can please forget about it I would greatly appreciate it and in return not gives you detention for being out of bed at this hour,” he says meeting my eyes again. His eyes meet mine again this time his eyes have a hopeless gaze.
“But Professor,” I start again and walk up closer to his desk, “I could help you out with that, if you’d like,” this time I change my tone a bit, my voice is low and enticing. I watch as his face changes and he looks captivated by me but is having an internal battle to decide what to do. I take his silence to move closer and slowly undo my robe and open it up before I let it hit the ground behind me. “Let me Professor, you do so much for me id love to return the favor.” I study his face as his eyes fill with a deep lust and his gaze explores my body in my tight tank top and teeny tiny shorts.
“Lock the door,” Professor Lupin says firmly, eyes still glued to my body. I let a small satisfied smirk grow on my face as I turn and walk to the door swinging my hips with my movements ever so slightly. I lock the door and turn back and see him pumping himself slowly. I walk behind his desk and stare at his large, throbbing cock.
“What would you like for me to do for you, Professor?” I ask looking into his eyes with an innocent look in mine.
“Use your mouth,” he says through gritted teeth and without hesitation, I drop to my knees in front of him. I take over pumping him a few times and listen to the way his breath hitches with each pump. I slowly bring my lips to his swollen tip and place a gentle kiss on the tip and let my tongue swirl around it. With that movement, his hips buck a bit a low growl leaves his throat. I feel my clit start to throb at his sounds and my panties grow wet. I shift the way I’m sitting to sit back on my heel so I can grind against it. I lick the pre-cum off his tip sending a shiver down his spine.
“You taste so good professor,” I say looking up at him but letting my lips brush against his tip. I spit on his tip and take his length in my mouth. His cock twitches in my mouth his hand shoots for my hair tugging on it as I take him deeper into my mouth and down my throat a bit. I try to keep eye contact but focus my attention on sucking in my cheeks to wrap around his throbbing cock as much as I can. I grind myself on my heel as I bob my head trying to take him deeper and deeper than possible but the way his body twitches and the way he groans makes me want to please him more than I have ever wanted to please anyone before.
“You’re doing so well for me darling,” he growls and tugs at my hair. This causes me to moan around him. Just his praise has such an effect on me. I squeeze my eyes shut as I deep-throat him as much as possible. As his cock hits the back of my throat I croak around it. Following a few sloppy bobs around his cock whilst flicking my tongue over his tip Professor Lupin’s body shudders and he forcibly pulls me off of his cock. I lick my warm lips with his pre-cum flavor still lingering and look up at him in confusion as I take advantage of this time to catch my breath. “I want to cum inside that tight little pussy of yours,” he says shamelessly with pure lust in his. My skin gets flushed instantly and I nod instantly still dazed from before. I pull myself off the ground and slowly undress myself watching his chest rise and fall as he catches his breath. “You’ve done this before correct?” He asks and pulls off my panties for me because I was not undressing as urgently as he pleased.
“Yes Professor,” I say breathlessly and watch the small smirk reappear on his face, “of course you have you, you dirty girl,” he smirks as he gently places me on his desk and spreads my legs. He gets between my legs and his tip gently rubs against my wet folds. My body shivers at the touch and my hips buck forward involuntarily.
“Oh darling you’re so wet and so eager,” he tsks condescendingly. I whimper and feel my clit throb from the degrading tone he is using but his actions do not match his words. He holds my waist gently running his rough hands up and down my silky soft skin making goosebumps appear on my skin. I watch him as his eyes roam my body, they move slowly and carefully like he is studying my body like a work of art. “Oh y/n you’re gorgeous, I can’t wait to watch your body shakes and see the faces you make as I fuck you senseless,” he says with the same smirk on his face and he slowly slides his cock into me but for now just the tip and I let my head fall back and a soft moan escape my lips as I take in the sensation. My body feels on fire and my walls clench around his tip wanting more. His grip on my waist tightens as he slowly slides in the rest of his length. I let out a gentle whimper as my walls stretched to fit his length.
“Oh Professor,” I moan softly and buck my hips for him to move. His hands slide down to my hips and he has a grip on them not too tightly though as he has been careful this whole time so as to not hurt me. I close my eyes and let my eyes roll back and moan as his thrusts begin. His movements are hard but long and slow so I can feel it all.
“Oh y/n you’re so tight,” he smirks down in the same condescending tone, however, his actions do not match his tone as he moves with passion and more intimately than fucking me like a whore. One of his hands moves from the grip he has on my hips and grabs my jaw with enough force to startle me but not nearly enough to hurt. “Open your eyes y/n, I want you to look at me while I make you feel good,” he says tightly. My cheeks turn an embarrassing shade of red and I open my eyes to look up at him. “Good girl,” he smirks and keeps his grip on my jaw forcing me to look up at him not that I mind. I take advantage of this to take in the breathtaking sight of him. His tall body is over mine and his skin is not too soft but not rough and slightly tacky from the slight sweat that coats both of our bodies from the heat of the moment. I take in the way his hips are flush with mine as I take in his full length, how his body twitches slightly and his hips buck at the completion of each thrust. I get ripped away from my thoughts when his grip tightens on my jaw and he tsks disapprovingly. “Now, now y/n I said I wanted you to look at me not my body,” he teases. I bite my lower lip and nod holding his eye contact. This becomes harder to do as his thrusts become harder and shorter and at a faster pace.
“Oh god professor!” I cry out as he continuously hits my G-spot and I start to feel as if I am going to cum already but this time it feels a bit different.
“You like that don’t you, you little slut,” he says tauntingly through gritted teeth.
“Yes,” I whimper and nod, still doing my best to maintain eye contact but the knot in my stomach grows tighter and tighter and I become a moaning mess underneath him, letting out the most profane whimpers and moans as my back arches and I do my best not cum because I do not want this to end.
“Oh you make such pretty sounds for me darling,” he teases and moves the hand that has been gripping my jaw, letting his fingers slowly trace down my spine and his hand rests at the small of my back and the hand on my hip moves and he brings his thumb to rub rough circles on my clit.
“Oh god professor!” I whine out and realize I cannot hold it anymore no matter how much I want to, “I am so close, sir,” I whimper.
“Cum for me darling,” he grunts whilst picking up his pace and rubbing my clit faster. I suck in a sharp breath and let my body relax as I try not to hold it anymore and as his thrust hits my G-spot for what feels like the millionth time I arch my back and let my body release. My hips and thighs shake as my whole body is washed over with a feeling almost indescribable. However this time my climax felt better than usual. As the wave of euphoria fades away and I focus on catching my breath as my walls clench around him, I realize I was so dazed I did not even notice when he came inside me, which disappoints me because I wish I could hear the sounds he made and the face he had on. I look around and realize I squirted all over Professor Lupin’s cock and stare at the mess I made in disbelief. “Oh darling, I made you squirt, have you ever done that before?” He asks with the same tone.
“No, Professor,” I say still trying to catch my breath and feeling so ashamed. His smirk grows and he grabs a hand towel and cleans us up carefully.
“Brilliant,” he says quietly to himself, obviously proud of himself. I slowly get up and get dressed and he does the same. We fix ourselves in silence and I get ready to head for the door. “Wait y/n,” he says and motions for me to sit in the chair in front of his desk “Your essay,” he smiles slyly. I blush and sit and we work on my essay.
Regulus receiving head for the first time, all whimpering and whining and gasping??? Yes pls. First time he gets deep throated? He swears he’s seen God.
Honestly, I’m not one to give head just like that but people’s reaction to getting it for the first time is so scrumptious to think abt
(I’ll just leave this pretty thing here)
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warnings: explicit smut, oral sex (m receiving)
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“never?” you ask, the disbelief in your voice evident.
“never,” regulus confirms.
you wrinkle your nose. “is it like weird looking or something? or is it tiny?”
blood rushes to his face, cheeks flushing red. “no, it’s not weird!” he splutters. “and it’s not tiny.”
you squint at him, doubting. “but you’ve never gotten head?”
he shakes his head.
“show me.”
his blush somehow deepens. “sh-show you?”
you nod, as though asking your best friend to show you his dick is totally normal. “show me.”
he reaches for his zipper, clearly uncertain. you nod your encouragement. he lowers the zipper, letting his pants fall to your bedroom floor.
you laugh immediately. “are those minecraft boxers?”
he glares at you. you try to look away from the hideous green briefs, looking down at his thighs. they’re a lovely milky white, moles dotting the pale skin, creeping below the cloth.
“go on.”
he pulls at the boxers’ hem, before finally letting them fall to the floor. his cock springs free.
without thinking, you blurt out, “oh, it’s not tiny.”
regulus smirks as you stare. he’s definitely not tiny, coming in at least nine inches.
you squeeze your thighs together, picturing his length between them.
his dick is erect, clearly having hardened during your conversation. the tip is as red as his cheeks, the rest of it pale white.
you reach out, hand grazing the air in front of the tip.
you meet his eyes, asking. his grey eyes are foggy, clearly confused, but he nods.
your fingers touch the head and it twitches. you smirk, gaining more confidence.
you slide your fingers down, running them along the veins. you reach his balls and stroke. he gasps at the touch, thrusting his hips forward. you looks back into his eyes, and see lust shining back at you.
you slide off the bed, knees landing on your carpet with a soft thud. never once breaking eye contact, you lower your face, sliding him inside of your mouth. his hips thrust into you, groaning.
you shove as much of him as you can down your throat, letting his cock cut off your air supply. the taste of him fills your mouth and you suck with fervor, needing more of his dick.
“f-fuck.”
you reach down to grab his balls in your palms. you tug on them as you stimulate his tip, swirling your tongue around the erection.
he’s gasping and groaning the whole time, beautiful whimpers filling the air. your brain blocks out all the other sounds in the world— the chirping of the birds outside, your mother’s soft singing from downstairs, the clatter of pans as she cooks.
all you hear is the downright sin spilling out of the regulus’ beautiful wet lips. you grind your thighs together, wetness seeping through to your carpet.
“holy shit!” he groans, his voice an octave too high. “oh, fuck.” his voice is whiny and high, and he sounds dazed.
he comes in seconds, unable to hold it back. his seed floods your throat, painting your tongue. he twitches and thrusts in a fucked-out stupor before seemingly coming to his senses. he pulls out and a bit of cum covers your cheek.
you meet his eyes again, biting down on your lip before swallowing his load. he whimpers at the sight of you.
“was it good?” you ask, your voice low and sultry.
“i think i’ve met god.”
you laugh. “we’ll have to practice you lasting longer.” you stand up, readjusting your clothes.
Most of my work is NSFW so please do not read and do not follow me if you're a minor!! I have enough reasons to go to hell and I don't need a fresh one.
This goes without saying but everyone is aged up in the NSFW stories. Sometimes I forget to put that in the notes so I thought mentioning it here would be better.
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Surprise (Aizawa/ Fem reader/ Fluff/ One shot)
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You're mine, whoever you are (Bakugo/ Denki/ Kirishima/ Shigaraki/ Midoriya/ Fem reader NSFW/ +18/ Fluff/ Angst)
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Gimme that bootie (Bakugo/Mina/Shouto/Nejire/Mirio/Ochaco/Amajiki/Gender neutral reader/Fluff/Comedy/Suggestive)
Let's play a game ( Aizawa/ fem reader/ NSFW/ +18/ explicit/ trigger warning)
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Mha characters reacting to you owning a tarantula (Bakugo/Kaminari/Mina/Kirishima/Shouto/Ochaco/Momo/ headcanons/fluff)
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A second family (Bakugo/ Kirishima/ Iida/ Monoma/Kendo/ angst/ fluff)
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Meeting your parents ( Izuku/ Bakugo/ Shouto/ headcanons/ fluff)
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Mha boys with a Scarlet Witch s/o (Bakugo/ Shouto/ Izuku/ fluff/ a bit angsty/ headcanons)
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Mha boys activating/ using their quirks during an argument with you (headcanons/ fluff/ a tiny bit of angst at the beginning)
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So what if they find out? (Dabi/ villain fem reader/ imagines/ NSFW/ +18/ explicit)
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Fight and makeup (Bakugo/ fem reader/ one shot/ fluff/ angst/ NSFW/ +18)
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It is the darkest before the dawn (Bakugo/ quirkless fem reader/ fluff/ angst/ two shots) (1) (2) Completed
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His feathers ( Hawks/ fem reader/ imagines/ NSFW/ +18)
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Hawks reacting to his s/o being a virgin and suffering from genophobia (fluff/ angst/ NSFW/ romance/ happy ending) tw: mentioning of sexual assaults and genophobia
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Dabi's relationship headcanons (fluffy)
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Seducing Aizawa: part 1 (fluffy/ suggestive themes)
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Seducing Aizawa: Part 2 (NSFW/ +18)
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Movie night (Aizawa shouta/ gender neutral reader/ imagines/ fluff)
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