Being forced to marry Sirius to keep the blood purity meant him taking his anger out on you by ignoring you. So one day, when brother-in-law!regulus comes to visit his brother, he sees you and how distressed you are and asks you what’s wrong. When you open up about all the stress you’re in because Sirius won’t talk to you, and your parents and his won’t stop pestering you about getting pregnant with an heir soon, and he just dries your tears and tells you that it’s okay while he fucks you because he is also a Black so it’s okay if he's the one to get you pregnant and how he will talk to Sirius about being mean to you while he kisses your tears away.
Sirius grunts, eyes trained on the computer screen in front of him. He removes one of his hands from your head to tuck his hair behind his ears. The pornographic moans of women and slapping of skin on skin blast out of the speakers.
You gag around him, hitting his thighs as a signal for him to slow down his brutal thrusts. You know he won’t but it doesn’t stop you from trying.
Lewd, wet noises from his cock slipping in and out of your throat get louder as he speeds up. You whimper and gag, gripping his thighs.
“Shut up,” he grits, “you’re gonna make me go soft.”
“Always blubbering,” Sirius groans, hold on your neck tightening. You whine, fat tears falling fast. He thrusts up into from where he sits on the couch with you perched on top of him, staring at you with his intimidating gray eyes.
He pulls you closer by your neck, forcing a kiss on your lips. His tongue licks inside your mouth, suckling on your still tongue. You don’t kiss back, you can’t. He finally releases your tongue and you can feel a string of slick spit connecting you together. Sirius licks greedily at it while pressing his forehead to yours. “Slow down, please, Siri,” you say when he speeds up.
You watch him roll his eyes, “always acting like you don’t like it when your little pussy drips pathetically for my cock.”
You whimper at his words, feeling yourself tighten around his pulsing cock.
Sirius was a regular at the cafe you worked at, coming in almost everyday — sometimes multiple times a day. Your cheeks would heat and you’d ensure your ponytail was tight when you saw him coming through the little cafe’s front windows.
He was very charming and lively, playful and funny. Most of the time. It wasn’t long before you fell for him. When he asked you on a date you shyly accepted, biting your lip to hide your excitement.
You hadn’t expected him to become interested in you. Most of your interactions up to that point consisted of Sirius flirting with you and your oblivious self not catching on and thinking he is just a funny guy. He’d ask you questions about yourself and you’d try to muster up courage to answer then but more often than not, you ended up sheepishly smiling at him, unsure of what to say.
Sirius found it wildly endearing. The way you’d scrunch your pretty face and look away, avoiding his eyes made him want you more. He wanted to control you and he knew how easy it would be to achieve that.
Your date had gone well and soon enough you two had begun to date. The first few weeks were amazing, you rarely spent time apart. Sirius encouraged you to prioritize the relationship, meaning you had to neglect your other relationships. It wasn’t something you had noticed considering how distracted and infatuated you were with the raven haired man.
He wasn’t even all that nice to you anymore. He’d become easily frustrated with you, pulling your hair and pinching your arms and thighs. He’d poke fun at you for what you said and what you did. But you worshipped him at that point that it wasn’t a flaw you paid much mind to.
Your innocence was something he couldn’t seem to shake though. He’d watch with a dark smirk as you would unknowingly grind against his arm after he’d “accidentally” tease your pussy. He loved how you’d run your feet along his hard cock as you innocently watched read a book thinking it was his thigh.
Only now he wanted you please him in other ways. He wanted to feel your puffy pussy on his cock.
“Need you to do something for me, pup,” he said.
You looked up from your book, head cocked to the side as you waited for him to continue.
He raised an eyebrow and gave you an unimpressed look, which you knew signified he wanted a verbal answer. “Yes, anything.”
He smirked, “c’mere.” His tattooed hands patted his thighs and you shot up from your seat, headed straight for him.
You stopped in front of him, your knees touching his. He reached up and wrapped a hand around your neck, yanking you down to connect your lips.
You hesitated, still not entirely used to kissing in the aggressive, passionate way Sirius usually did. He bit on your lower lip harshly, you whined into him, moving your hand to grip his forearm.
The way you cling to him made him hard. He could only imagine your reactions as he fucked you into oblivion. He moved his free hand down your spine, stopping before he reached your ass and bringing his hand back up to your tits. He gripped them through your shirt.
You gasped slightly, wanting to pull away. Sirius held your face in place, biting down on your lip again as a warning. You whined as you continued to kiss. You tried to match his pace, but you weren’t sure how.
You tried to use your tongue like he did, so you stuck it straight into his mouth. He groaned in annoyance, pulling away just enough to sternly whisper, “if you don’t know how, don’t do it.”
While the idea of you trying to pleasure him despite not knowing how turned him on, he couldn’t help but feel annoyed at the same time. Had he taught you nothing?
You felt heat rush to your face in embarrassment. “Just wanna make you feel good,” you said, gaze dropping to his knees from your uncomfortable hunched over position.
“There’s other ways to do that if you like using your tongue so much, you little slut. Y’like using it, hm? Like to taste me?” He moved his grip to your hair, pulling you down further.
You nodded, looking at him innocently, ignoring the burn of your scalp as he tugged your hair.
“Get on your knees then,” he yanked your hair down until you kneeled on the floor in front of him.
You stumbled to the ground, your knees hitting the floor. You looked up at him waiting for instructions. He lifted his hips, pulling down his sweats and letting his semi-hard cock out. You stared at it, taking in the soft pink color of the tip and shaft. You felt a throb in your pussy.
Sirius leaned forward, grabbing your chin between his fingers. “Lick it.”
You looked at him with your confused puppy eyes, “hm?”
He groaned again, squeezing your cheeks aggressively, “lick. It. Put your tongue to good use.”
He let your jaw go with a push. You wanted to reach up and rub it to soothe the pain but you decided against it, opting to follow his directions to avoid angering him further.
His cock sat against his thigh, you leaned in close, taking in his natural scent of his soap and tinge of sweat. Your tongue darted out to lick your lips as he bounced his knee impatiently. You nervously stuck out your tongue, flicking it against his mid-shaft.
You saw his abdomen rise as he sighed. You looked up at him shyly and he felt himself harden some more. Your eyes fell back to his dick in wonder, you dove back in curiously, flicking your tongue again. It twitched as you began to pull away, causing your tongue to lay flat against the shaft as it began to stand.
He groaned, “like that.”
You brightened at the praise. You licked up his length and continued the movement over and over again. You were unsure of what else to do so you kept doing that until he became frustrated with you again, letting out another sigh. You began frantically licking, speeding up but it didn’t satisfy him.
As your tongue grazed the head of his cock you felt his fingers grip your hair, “can’t do anything can you, useless little whore.” He pushed his cock into your lips, getting his head caught in the inside of your cheek between the flesh and your teeth.
He clicked his tongue and gave your head a rough tug, “open your fucking mouth.”
You obliged, opening your mouth as wide as you could. Sirius rested his now fully hard cock on your tongue, the weight of it was heavy and it tasted salty. It sat there for a few seconds before he realized you still had no idea what you were doing.
The free hand that wasn’t in your hair collided with your cheek. A loud smack echoed through the room and you let out a whine, feeling tears well up in your eyes. “Suck it,” he demanded. “Like a lollipop, maybe you’ll understand that.”
You nodded, trying to keep your tears from falling. You closed your mouth around his cock, starting to hollow your cheeks around it.
Like a lollipop, like a lollipop, like a lollipop…
He sucked in a breath and his grip on your hair loosened, you took it as a sign that you were doing well. Your head bobbed up and down on his cock as you concentrated.
You felt his tattooed thighs flex under you and you couldn’t help but feel satisfied that you were able to make him feel that way.
As you reached a comfortable pace, Sirius bucked his hips, tightening his grip again. His cock hit the back of your throat causing you to to gag around him and jerk your head away. His grip on your hair didn’t allow you to pull off.
“You’re finished when I say you are,” he said through gritted teeth, his eyes looking dark and angry.
You nodded and muttered, “okay,” with your mouth still full of his heavy cock.
He patted your cheek, chuckling as you flinched when his hands came closer to your face. You felt warm and tingly in your panties but you didn’t say anything, afraid it would annoy your boyfriend.
You rubbed your thighs together as you suckled on his cock, licking up his juices. This seemed to help with the discomfort, causing waves of pleasure through your body.
Sirius’ hips began to thrust into your mouth and you fought to keep your head in place. Tears began to fall from your eyes and you repeatedly gagged around his throbbing cock. The feeling in your panties became harder and harder to ignore but you struggled to find a solution.
His grip on your hair tightened as hard as it could, you could feel his hand shaking as his hips picked up speed. You struggled to keep your eyes and mouth open. A wave of unexplainable pleasure flower through your body as you let out a loud whine around his cock. Warm, sticky cum shot from his cock, leaking from the sides of your mouth and onto his thighs.
You weren’t able to rub your thighs anymore as it hurt when you did so. Your panties felt as sticky and full as your mouth did and you licked up your boyfriends white cum.
He pushed your head roughly away from him again, leaning forward to grab your chin and pull you close. The movements made you dizzy.
Content warning: dubcon/noncon acts, toxic relationship, fem!reader, oral (male receiving), dacryphilia, hair pulling, degradation, name calling, spitting, threats of cheating
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toxic!mean!bf!sirius rolls his eyes as you choke around him and bang your hands on his thighs to release his hold on your hair. “You’re fine. You’ve done this plenty of times.”
You stare up at him, murky, black rivers composed of tears and mascara streaming down your cheeks as you struggle to catch your breath. He ignores you and begins his ruthless thrusts into your throat again. Rivers fall from your eyes and you squeeze them shut as you try to focus on your breathing.
Sirius pulls out of you and you gasp for air. Your boyfriend kneels down to you level and squeeze your cheeks together, forming a pout on your lips as you breath heavily. “Crying like taking my cock and pleasing me isn’t all you’re good for, hm?” He clicks his tongue as he stares into your eyes, “y’look pretty like this. How you should always be, crying over my cock like a filthy slut.”
Tears fall from your eyes faster, and you struggle to keep eye contact with his demeaning gaze. He leaned down to kiss your lips, the salty taste of your tears made him moan into your mouth, “taste so good.”
He stood back up and positioned his cock in front of you lips again, you opened it hesitantly before closing it again, “can’t,” you said quietly. Your tears making it hard for you to speak.
He furrowed his brow, “can’t?” He mocked. “Can’t, what? Can’t take my cock like a good whore?” He wrapped your hair around his hands and pulled you up harshly. “Filthy slut,” he pulled your hair back and you head followed suit, you whined in pain. “Do I need to find someone else to take my cock, hm? I’m sure there’s plenty of whores who would happily take my cock down their tight throats. Should I go find one, slut?”
You let out a loud sob, shaking your head rapidly. You knew he would do it and you couldn’t bare the thought of him with someone else. “N-no, I can take it. Can take your cock. M’ya good girl, Siri, me.”
He laughed mockingly at you, “oh now, you wanna take me?” You nodded, trying desperately to reach his lips for a kiss.
He looked at you with what seemed like disgust, “ungrateful little bitch. Only want me when I threaten you.”
You cried harder, “no.” It was all you could stutter out, your hands reached for his leaking cock and you wrapped your hands around it. Moving your hand up and down the shaft just like you knew he liked it. He looked at you angrily still but his grip on your hair loosened. You closed your eyes and puckered your lips, whining. He leaned in and gave a single kiss, his teeth grabbing roughly at your bottom lip as he pulled away. You cried out and sped up your pace on his cock. He hissed and pushed you down by your shoulders.
Again, you had his cock down your throat, his hands still in your hair as he guided your head down his cock. He came quickly, hot, salty, cum filling your mouth. You moaned and swallowed it all. Pulling off of him when he released your hair and sucking on his tip until he pushed you away to collect ever last drop of his release.
“You’re such a dirty slut, doll.” He said when you stood up shakily, offering you a smile. You smiled back weakly and he released you, pulling up his trousers and buckling his belt. He started for the door and called back, “be ready soon, doll. Y’know how I hate to wait. Told Moony we’d be there by eight.” The door shut behind him and you hurriedly took off your makeup to reapply it, tears streaming down your face as you did so.
“Giving attitude” (Saying something he doesn’t like) to mean!Sirius so as punishment he ties you to the bed fully naked, blindfolded and gagged. Then invites Remus and James over so they can all have their fun with you, not letting you cum once and the gag is only removed when one of them wants to use your mouth, just so they don’t have to hear your noises
i feel like he would also do this when he’s pissed off at something else so he takes it out on you when you say something with any little bit of “attitude”.
