idk if you write for reg but 🐞 soft smut with regulus pls?
i combined this with another request bc i’m lazy
warnings: face sitting, clit play, praise, pet names, fem!receiving oral, this was rushed i’m sorry
word count: 0.5k
“C’mon Dove. f’me.” Regulus gently cooed above you, the searing heat of your chests blending together as he whispered faintly to you; his fingers diligently sliding your sodden tresses behind your ear, sighing faintly at his request, your arms, nevertheless, remained in a feeble clutch around his ivory neck.
The apex of his jugular carefully painted in spots of carmine and mulberry blemishes distinctly from the suckling of your lips. His thumb dipped down to gently separate your jutted lip, the flesh of your margin merely revealing your granulating teeth that ground against one another in pleasurable anticipation.
“Yes, Please.”
“My good girl, being so polite.” His face was plentifully keener than previously, this time he whispered against your skin, the formation of his lips smearing against your own; a delicate teasing instantly following. Turning himself over he glimpsed as your calves had steadily collided with the luxurious bed and you were perched prominently upon his torso. “Hop on, Dove.” He grinned slyly whilst his spine had melded onto his mattress, viewing as you steadily skidded your knees across the silken sheets, now alighted with your cunt adjacent to his lips.
Before diving in completely his hands had intuitively grasped at the flesh of your bum, gently kneading before his tongue had swirled around your clit. The steady movements of his tongue inclining upon every crevice of your cunt emanating a faint gasp from the cerise cavern of your trachea.
Your had head swung back murmuring inaudible pleas, the particular effect of your hands twisting around his tendrils causing a groan to erupt amid the comfortable pillows of your thighs , whilst he etched your upon uncontrolled release, the lasting imprint of this memory gluing into your skull at the delicacy of his lewd actions, the actions of his mouth not hast nor slobberish but emotive for such actions you had both been participating in.
The most audible noises to be undoubtedly heard were your hushed mewls and the low fire crackle in the reasonable distance. A nice blanket of mutual love and elation pulling you under, falling through the luminous stars as a minor broil in your abdomen inevitably began to spillage out into your belly. Nothing earth-shattering nor spotty vision-like with stars dancing across your vision. Just one caring for another amid intense amounts of innocent pleasures. The actions of the previous hours coercing your frail body into tremendous fatigue, his entreaty as a particular gift for the day celebrated as you had devoted the past year together.
He had ceased his works with a chaste kiss to the throbbing button and weaning you to carefully lay atop his torso. Your body immensely sluggish as to where he had to precisely control your movements; your chin now propped on his brawny shoulder and your bodies melding in the emerald silk of his prefect dormitory.
The familiar words ‘I love you’ melted off his tongue like honey. A small quirk in his lips formed when he caught sight of the twinkle gleaming amongst your optics at the distinct articulation. Just slow moments where you wouldn’t have to absentmindedly worry if the Slytherin would be tangled in your sheets the following morning.
The confirmation of his low words only meant to promptly fall upon your attentive ears was enough, “You’re mine darling girl, happy anniversary.” he finished with a chuckle.
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