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Kinktober Day Seven: Cuckolding with Poly!Marauders

Word Count: 5188

Summary: For Peter’s upcoming birthday, your three boyfriends let him watch how each one of them treats you in bed.

Warnings: Cuckolding, Humiliation Kink, Switch!Reader, Exhibitionism(ig?), Orgasm Control, Unprotected PnV, Hints of Cum Play/Kink, Creampie, Gangbang kinda(foursome, kinda a fivesome), Overstimulation, Mix of Rough and Soft PnV, m!Masturbation, Hints of a Breeding Kink, Subspace(they fuck R’s brains out), Aftercare, Dirty Talk, Tears of Pleasure, Chokehold(once but figured I’d put a warning anyway), There’s literally a Cuck Chair, I intended for Peter to seem like a bit of a Creep so yeah, Petnames(angel, darling, petal, baby.), Some Fluffy Fluff(if that even needs a warning). I think that’s all🙂

I hope y’all like this one, I actually added to it while editing because I thought it could use a bit more. Please give me some feedback on this one especially because why was it so hard to write a foursome(fivesome?)I felt like I was being so repetitive while working on this. Photos edited together by me☺️

I saved my favorite for last btw so I hope y’all like tomorrows bc I LOVE it😫

[masterlist] [Kinktober ‘25]

Your relationship with the Marauders started when Sirius brought you home to their shared apartment after you both had a few too many drinks at a work event. After that it became a pretty common occurrence for you to show up after a late night owl or on a whim just to see him again. One night, not long after the start of your “friendship” with Sirius, James carelessly leant against the doorframe, almost too late to even still call it night. It was raining and you could still vividly remember the smirk he wore as he told you Sirius was out, but you were welcome to come inside anyway. One thing led to another and it wasn’t long before he had you pinned beneath him on their couch screaming his name so loud their neighbors were most likely woken up early. You were afraid to even show your face around them after that, fearing the worst and not yet understanding how close the men truly were. At their own pace, they did share with you that, not only did the Marauders almost always share their partners, they often shared each other's beds as well. Even though it wasn't often that any of them felt something more for anyone outside of their group, after late nights sneaking around with you started to evolve into early mornings spent together they knew they wanted something more.

summer loving

[first day]

summary: summer had just begun, petunia would spend all of the three months at her boyfriend's, your parents were now away for a while. thank goddess for your older sister that is coming home with her whole group of friends. and since they're ridiculously attractive you don't mind at all!

tags/warnings: english is not my first language. evans!reader, muggle!reader, younger sister!reader, reader is only one year younger than lily, reader unlike petunia is extremely proud of lily and so supportive. the marauders + marlene being infatuated w reader, mention of wolfstar, curse words, reader not knowing about the upcoming war and arguing w lily because of it. severus slender. this takes place the summer before their 7th year. (not proofread!!!)

pairing: james potter x fem!reader

Even if Lily’s owl brings you a letter the evening before (which your mind still can’t comprehend how the hell is that even possible) that she and her friends will arrive at home late in the morning, you still wake up at 8 a.m. sharp.

You are all alone— your parents have taken a flight to enjoy themselves in the first weeks of summer, and your oldest sister Petunia is also somewhere far away with her new insufferable boyfriend, so it’s you who has to take care of the house now, well, at least until Lily comes back home.

At first you stay all sprawled over the couch, groaning and huffing like you didn’t choose to wake up so early, but after you eat something you start to clean the kitchen, then the living room, then the guest room over and over again.

It’s not like your older sister didn’t tell you that her friends would come over for a few weeks, because she did— even weeks earlier.

The truth is that you are a nervous wreck, firstly because you haven’t seen your sister since spring break, second because her friends are older than you and, with a cherry on top, are witches or wizards, as Lily has corrected you multiple times.

So what if they find you completely annoying? Or worse, totally ignore you for the rest of their stay? That would be totally embarrassing for you, and if that were the case then you would probably stay locked in your bedroom until they are gone.

You groan for the hundredth time in a row in those last hours, trying to keep your face neutral since it is starting to hurt from frowning so much while thinking so low of yourself.

You keep yourself occupied for the last hours, cleaning the house until you can actually see your reflection on the pavement and on the windows. Then you even decide to bake a cake at first, then a few muffins, then some pancakes, and then cookies, and so it goes on until the kitchen looks like a bakery.

Then, with slumped shoulders, you clean the kitchen again and position the sweets on the table so they look like a fresh photo from a magazine.

When you look at the clock your heart almost gets caught in your throat, because in a few minutes they will arrive and you still look like a mess— apron still on, dirty with flour and dough. Underneath you still have your pajamas on, which are in fact not flattering at all and not quite right to meet new people, and let’s not even talk about your hair, the curlers are still on and the hairpins are digging into your head.

With wide eyes and a racing heart you quickly remove the apron and put it in the basket of dirty laundry (that thank God is empty) and run upstairs, locking yourself in the bathroom.

With fast movements you freshen up, brush your teeth, and remove the rollers. You only apply a bit of gloss on your lips, today is one of those days when you look at your reflection in the mirror and are satisfied with your face even without makeup on. You have time to change into an outfit (that of course you had chosen the night before) and spray a lot of perfume all over you before you hear the doorbell.

You rush downstairs careful not to twist your ankle, or both while doing so, and before opening the door you stay a few feet away, collecting yourself, breathing in and out, putting on your best smile. Then you slowly open the door, and when you see your sister in front of you, you really can’t contain your excitement, jumping at her and hugging her tightly.

“Oh, how I missed you!” you murmur into the crook of her neck as Lily mumbles back, “I missed you too, so much.” When you break the hug your sister’s hands find your face and Lily, with red and teary eyes, admires you with a big smile on her face.

“You’ve grown up so much since the last time I saw you!” you brush it off laughing lightly, trying not to blush too much.

Marlene, next to her, coughs, catching your attention. “Marls!” you call, finding yourself shifting into her friend’s embrace. Of course you know Marlene, she’s pretty much the only friend of your sister you’ve known about. She has been visiting quite a lot since her first year, mostly during summer, but sometimes even Christmas and spring break, and you don’t mind at all. She would always bring this good energy into the house.

When your eyes catch the figures of four guys behind Lily and Marlene, you suddenly remember why you were so nervous in the first place.

You step aside, leaving the door open.

“Oh my God, come on in, I’m so sorry.”

Three out of four of them are ridiculously tall and very attractive which somehow makes everything worse because on the outside you might look calm, even confident if you must but inside you’re screaming.

You quickly run through Lily’s letter in your head:

1. Don’t stare too much at the scar of…? (You can’t even remember right now) And don’t ask about them, besides that he’s really nice— i think you two have actually a lot in common.

2. Do not flirt with the guy with long hair. Absolutely prohibited.

3. The short one is a sweetheart, but quiet. If he doesn’t talk it’s not because of you, he’s just shy around new people.

4. The one with the glasses? Eh, he’s just annoying. Don’t flatter him at all, is ego is already big.

You actually take your sister’s suggestions, but really have to see these things for yourself though. Lily is friend with Severus after all and you never liked that bloke one bit.

Everyone puts their bags down and after a not-so-friendly glare from Lily, the four guys finally introduce themselves.

Sirius, who is in fact annoyingly attractive, and worse, fully aware of it— takes your hand and bows theatrically to kiss it. That earns an eye-roll from everyone and a light smack to the back of his head from Remus. He is next to introduce himself, he gives you a sleepy, gentle smile before shaking your hand lightly.

Next is Peter, who introduces himself in the same way his friend did before, just a bit more awkward, but you can see the sweetness behind it.

The last one, a guy with round glasses, puffs his chest slightly before stepping forward, not quite meeting your eyes. Maybe he’s embarrassed or maybe he thinks he’s too important to even acknowledge you properly. For a moment you think that i may be the second option but then he smiles brightly at you, taking your hand with his left hand and then covering it with his right.

“James Potter, a pleasure.”

You hear Lily scoff beside you as you politely say your name again for the fourth time.

When you pull your hand away, it almost feels like you’ve been burned, like you’re already missing the touch of someone you’ve just met.

You clear your throat as all their attention shifts to you. “You can leave your bags in the living room for now” you say, shrugging lightly.

“And if you’re hungry I baked something” at that their eyes light up like children.

Walking toward the kitchen, they let out a few giggles as they take in the full table of different kinds of desserts.

For a second, nobody says anything. Then Peter lets out a small, almost disbelieving gasp.

“Merlin…”

“It’s a lot” Sirius says it, meaning it more like compliment than a statement at all.

Lily shoots him another look as she brushes a hand over your shoulder, leaning in to whisper in your ear.

“How did you-”

You don’t even let her finish, almost shouting through your whisper, “you know I’m a stress-baker!”

By now, Sirius has already moved closer to the table, completely ignoring everyone around him as he reaches for a muffin without hesitation. After the first bite he lets out a pleased sound, then points at you. “I am in love with you” he says, sounding completely serious, no pun intended.

All of them nod solemnly, agreeing with him, while James eyes you like you’re more exquisite than the cookie he’s eating. “These are great, thank you.”

You just give him an appreciative look as a small smile grows on your face.

Hours go by, and surprisingly today in London it isn’t a chilly, rainy day. It’s one of the hottest days of the entire year, even if summer has just begun.

So of course everyone is in the backyard, bathing suits on, trying to enjoy every bit of sun until you can.

You are lying on the grass, a cold drink in your hand, torturing the straw with your teeth as you giggle at something Marlene and Lily are telling you about their school year.

The rest of your sister’s friends are just next to you, listening to the story as if they weren’t there when it happened, everyone focused as Lily finishes the story— well, everyone except James.

He fears that if he looks at you more intensely your gorgeous head might explode, but it isn’t his fault at all! You just are so beautiful, smart, and hell, even funnier than he had thought, that he can’t genuinely stop himself from staring lovingly at you.

Sirius, who is next to him of course notices. He isn’t blind, like his friends, he thinks that you are a tremendous girl too (even if his eyes would always be set on Remus).

The long-haired boy snickers silently, but loud enough to awake James from his thoughts.

“What?” he asks, as his best friend gives him a knowing look.

Sirius just rolls his eyes, keeping a smirk on his lips. “Might as well just eat her, Prongs.”

James blushes, elbowing his friend who even dares to say such things when you are right next to them.

And so close.

When Sirius and James get distracted, the topic between their friends shifts pretty quickly. Now you are more comfortable and less nervous around them, and you are asking every insignificant but absolutely fascinating (to you) question about their world.

“So what, unicorns are real?” you ask in total disbelief. Lily nods nonchalantly as if it isn’t the greatest news you have ever heard. You groan loudly, sad to even miss such things just because you aren’t a witch.

Your brows pull together as your eyes move to look at each one of them.

“What about vampires? Or… oh! Zombies?”

Remus chuckles, shaking his head lightly. “I don’t think so.” They are all fair questions and he isn’t surprised at all by your curiosity. What he is most scared of is what you are going to ask next.

“Mhm… werewolves?” Yes, specifically this.

Peter chokes on his drink while Sirius pats his back, and Lily gives you a warning look that you don’t quite grasp, because how could you know?

“Erm… yeah” James answers awkwardly. Poor you, who are totally unaware of the social cues, continue to ask more about the species.

“Sweet! Do they go to your special school?”

Marlene, trying to keep her cool and not burst out laughing because of the nerves, answers very quickly. “Hogwarts” she corrects you, “and no, because they’re not wizards.”

You shrug, totally annoyed at the answer. Your sister being a witch is the most exciting thing that has ever happened to you, but going to a school only for witches? Boooring!

“They’re dangerous” Remus says bluntly.

No one dares to say a thing, mostly because even after reasoning with Remus a bunch of times how he is, in fact, not dangerous, he always takes it very personally and no one can really blame him. He has always seen himself as a monster, and every time the marauders tried to change his mind, he always loses a bit of temper.

But also because they want to see your answer even if you don’t really know that you are in the presence of a real werewolf you are a smart girl after all so you can feel the palpable tension because of it, even if you don’t exactly know why.

At Remus’ statement, you shrug again.

“I guess? But it’s only one time a month and I know for a fact that they can’t control themselves. There should be a school where they learn about this sort of things, don’t you think? For being in a magic world and all, you guys are pretty behind.”

Leaving everyone speechless, you get up to fill your glass, and while doing so you don’t even notice the rest of them behind you sharing a grateful look and Remus trying to hide a smile forming on his face.

Time passes and night comes pretty quickly, lunch goes great and everyone helps make a very simple but very good pasta. Now, as the weather cools down, you all go inside, change, freshen up and start to prepare dinner, after the main things are done you all move to the living room.

You are back to interrogating them about the exciting things they do back in their own little perfect world, everyone trying to explain things as they all crowd around you because of your curiosity— mostly James, though.

He notices the way your nose scrunches when you don’t fully understand, how your eyes widen when something more magical than you even imagined actually exists, or even how your eyes always soften adorably when you listen to Lily talk.

The problem is that he really does not know how to talk to you without sounding completely foolish or making a mess of himself, but then Sirius, so full of himself and trying to show off as he always does, tells you that Gryffindor has actually won the Quidditch Cup.

You frown a bit, because even if Lily has mentioned Quidditch and briefly explained what it is, it still sounds confusing, mostly because you can’t comprehend how people can fly on a broom.

Magic, right?

“I just don’t get it.” You shrug, chewing your lip nervously. Sirius makes it sound like the sport is in fact a big deal there, so you don’t want to sound rude when you say that.

Peter gives you a sympathetic look. “Don’t worry, me neither.” You laugh at that.

Sirius, with a mischievous look on his face, pats James on the back. “Well, you’re in luck. My friend here is actually the captain!”

Your eyes betray you as you take a good look at James Potter in front of you. He is so handsome he might as well give you an heart attack, but surprisingly you hide your nervousness pretty well.

Putting your elbows on your knees and your head in your hands, you give him an almost flirty smile or at least you try. “I’m all ears, then.”

James, who can feel the heat creeping up his neck, starts to talk, and minute after minute it becomes easier to speak to you.

You are the first person (besides his teammates) who actually enjoys listening to him talk about Quidditch. Maybe it’s because to you it’s completely unfamiliar, but at the same time you can’t hide how your heart melts listening to your sister’s friend get excited about it.

You ask numerous questions, which James actually loves to answer.

“Okay, so the bludger, right?” He nods as he waits for your tenth question in a row.

“Isn’t that a bit dangerous if it actually hits someone? Can’t you die?”

James scratches the back of his neck. “No one has ever died. If you fall, you can break a couple of bones but there are healers nearby who fix the injuries pretty quickly with magic.”

You understand most of it and grasp that an healer may be a doctor in the human world.

Even if you don’t know him at all, James is easy to talk to. Besides his stupidly adorable face that keeps distracting you from actually listening, when he explains something he doesn’t make you feel stupid and even if you’re talking about something so silly, you almost feel seen, so maybe after all you do like James Potter. Maybe a bit too much.

You give him a small smile, as if to say thank you, as your back finds the couch again. He smiles back, and the world around the two of you seems to stop, leaving you and James in a bubble that pops soon enough when Marlene’s attention shifts toward you.

“Ugh, enough about Quidditch. I really love it, but let’s talk about you now” she says, giving you a smirk.

You just shrug, a bit embarrassed, because you know that your reality isn’t as surprising as theirs— to cover that, you chuckle, “what to you want to know?”

You are an open book after all, but at the same time that is the worst possible thing you could have said because Marlene lights up instantly, “everything,” you give her a look “c’mon we haven’t seen each other in forever” she pleads.

It was true, you haven’t seen her since Christmas, but still, you don’t know how to satisfy her hunger of gossip about your life.

She tries again, as your sister watches her best friend torture you, seems to even enjoy it.

“Who do you hang out with?”

You shrug again, because you do have friends, you share lunch with them, study together and go out during the weekends, but only during school-period. In summer it’s a different story.

“Just people from school, nothing special.”

“Anyone you like?” Sirius cuts in, way too quickly to be casual.

You huff out a laugh, “you lot are nosy”.

“We’re interested” he corrects you, and you couldn’t help but to roll your eyes and mutter “in gossip”.

Marlene who proves you wrong, nudges your knees with hers and says in a softer tone “in you”.

You try again, really desperately to convince them to leave it alone, “there’s not much to say, trust me” you almost sound convincing.

Brushing her chin with her fingers, Lily, without thinking, admits, “I mean… there was that boy.”

You groan and in that exact moment you know that you’re fucked, because they may have magic or whatever, but that doesn’t stop them from being humans, teenagers more likely.

Lily realizes right after what she’s done and shoots you an apologetic look, but it’s too late.

“What boy?” Sirius asks, his body fully turning toward you, just like the rest of his friends, they all go quiet, delighted expressions on their faces as they wait for your answer, but James almost looks like he’s seen a ghost.

You shake your head. “It’s nothing.” You really don’t want to think about the guy who gave you hell during these last years and will continue to in September.

You quickly learn that Marlene and Sirius are basically the same person, because they’re putting you on the spot right now without even noticing it.

You don’t mind, it’s just that you really don’t want them to pity you just because your life is boring as hell— at least it’s what you think.

“Doesn’t sound like nothing” Marlene hums.

You sigh, already knowing you’ve lost. “He’s just annoying, alright?”

All of them lean in at the same time, clearly waiting for you to continue. You breathe in “fine” you say almost annoyed,

then you start rambling, words spilling out as your hands move vaguely,

“he’s a toerag, always following me around, trying to ask me out every chance he has, I told him no hundreds of times. Also, when he talks I just want to rip my hair out because he acts like he’s the most interesting person in the room, when he clearly isn’t. It’s just because he’s ego is too big.”

When you look around, you feel totally embarrassed about your outburst, because now they’ll just make fun of you for the rest of their stay, you can just feel it.

But instead, Sirius leans back, a grin (that you’re almost starting to be familiar with) spreading across his face.

Marlene’s eyes widen slightly before she lets out a laugh, turning to Lily. “Oh, Godric.”

You frown, looking between them. “What?”

You notice your sister trying very hard not to smile, as Remus does the same, looking down and shaking his head, while Peter doesn’t even try— he just lets out a short, surprised laugh.

You don’t even turn to see James’ reaction, but you can already guess it’s not much different.

You huff impatiently. “So?”

Lily finally sighs, rubbing her temple like she’s already tired “you just described James in first year,” she says, glancing at him before looking back at you, “with me.”

You laugh incredulously. “But that’s the difference, this guy was in fifth!”

Remus tilts his head slightly, “well…” he drags the word out “second year too” he adds,

“and third” Peter chimes in

“and fourth” Sirius concludes, giving Lily a teasing look, your sister fakes to gag at the implication.

You don’t know why, but you almost feel the word around you stop spinning when they mention all of this.

“Okay, she gets it!” James interrupts them, completely embarrassed by the whole situation.

You’re almost scared to ask, but you do anyway. “So what” your eyes move between Lily and James, “are you dating?”

“God, no!” your sister blurts out, then she stops and gives James a small look “sorry.”

He rolls his eyes, smiling “it’s alright Evans. It’s been two years, you know?”

You almost feel relieved at Lily’s answer and the way she and James interact, but you try to suppress the feeling, because you know it shouldn’t bother you anyway, you had just met the guy.

Moving on from your tremendous experience at school, they all start to talk about regular things that, for you, are far from regular at all. Sometimes, you have to interrupt, asking what the hell they’re saying with their weird wizarding words or even checking if what they’re talking about is real.

You feel a bit silly, really. Lily always tries to keep you in the loop, but not too much, so discovering new things about your sister and the world she now lives in is kind of weird, like a feeling of nostalgia hitting you in the stomach because you’re not there anymore for the best part of her life, almost like you’re losing your sister completely.

Now they’re laughing at something Sirius has said, and you’re not quite following along since you’re still thinking too hard.

Marlene touches your arm slightly, and you snap out of it immediately, giving her your most convincing smile. You don’t want to kill the mood over something so dumb.

“You okay?” she asks, a worried hint in her voice. You give her a small nod, pushing yourself up from the chair, your eyes locking with your sister’s, who is silently asking where you’re going.

“Just going to check something in the kitchen” you say quickly as you excuse yourself.

They are the loveliest people you have ever met, and oh, you adore them so, but you can’t help but feel a weird pit in your stomach every time they talk about their extravagant life with such joy. It’s not their fault, really, you love hearing about it all, but now you’re starting to feel like you’re almost missing something.

Not that you need magic to enjoy life, do you?

Someone enters the room, and it startles you a bit, because still lost in your thoughts you don’t focus on the environment around you. When you turn around, Peter is right in front of you.

“Is everything alright?” he asks.

You just give him a small smile without a proper answer.

“Can I tell you something?” he asks again, and this time you don’t stop yourself from answering with only a gesture.

“Sure” you smile again.

“It’s not that amazing as it sounds.”

Out of everyone, Peter is the one you’ve spoken with the least, not because you don’t want to, it simply never shows the chance, but still, he has caught you in the act, so the real question is: are you really that easy to read?

You huff out a laugh in reply “it’s so easy for you to say that.”

He shakes his head, smiling back. “Trust me, it’s not. I love Hogwarts plenty, and I love my friends, but with the upcoming war, it’s not that easy and-”

He keeps talking, but your brain stops functioning the moment you hear the words upcoming war.

You lift your eyes, and suddenly Peter, bless his heart, realizes the mistake he has just made. His face goes white like he has seen a ghost, and he brings his hands up to cover his mouth.

You ask quietly, just to be sure, “upcoming war?”

The look on his face gives you the answer you fear the most, what he had just said it’s true, you move fast toward the living room.

“Upcoming war?!” you say again, not too loud, but still enough to be heard by everyone, a look of betrayal flashing across your face as you look at your sister.

The comfortable talking in the background dies down as soon as Lily gets up, reaching for you. Her mouth opens to explain what you really need to hear, but instead, without looking at anyone, you storm outside grabbing a jacket as you go.

Lily follows right after, calling after you, “could you please just let me explain!”

You turn around. “Explain? You’re so selfish!” you say loudly, “you invite your friends over, let them meet me and befriend me, while for all I know they could all die in a few months!” you gulp down the burn in your throat as you say something you didn’t even want to realize a few minutes ago.

“You could die in a few months!”

“I didn’t want to worry you” she says, hugging herself against the cold.

You scoff “I’ll worry either way because I am your sister and I love you.”

Lily nods guilty. “I know, and I love you too.”

She steps closer and pulls you into a hug, while you try not to cry. “I am sorry,” she repeats, over and over again, as she draws slow circles on your back like she used to when you were kids.

“And no one is going to die, alright? I promise.”

You breathe gently into her chest as you almost lose your balance on your tiptoes.

When you break off the hug, you look at your sister’s face, tired and truly sorry about having lied to you.

You give her a warning look, “later I want you to explain everything to me. No more secrets.”

She agrees immediately “no more secrets.”

You and Lily walk back toward the house, it doesn’t take long, the silence fills in the air, only your steps and the distant noise of the others inside.

To be honest, your chest still feels heavy after discovering an unimaginable truth, so when you reach the door, you stop, your hand hovers near the handle, but you don’t push it open.

You turn back to face your sister, who’s right behind you, taking a deep breath as a small frown forms on your face.

“What is it?” she asks gently.

You hesitate, your hands rubbing over your face, “they must think I’m a bitch right now.”

Your eyes sparkle, your lips on the verge of trembling, but your sister intervenes right away, she takes a step toward you, her features softening, placing her hands on your shoulders.

“They love you” she says gently, trying to reassure yo, but it doesn’t work well as she imagines, you look away, but she tries again anyway,

“you’re not the one in the wrong here. I should’ve told you. We would’ve all reacted the same way, if not worse.”

You take a deep breath, and even if you don’t say it, Lily can feel the thank you through your eyes.

You open the door, but when you step into the empty living room, your stomach drops, for a split second you think you’ve ruined everything, but then you hear the chattering, laughter, the sound of plates clinking from the kitchen.

You follow your sister, who takes the lead and goes in first.

Sirius and Remus are bickering about how the table should be set, while Peter fixes the napkins with precise movements— once he’s done, he passes them to James, who places them around the table completely ignoring his friends’ arguing, meanwhile Marlene is already sitting at the table, flipping through a magazine.

Before you can say anything, Marlene glances up and stands, making her way toward you and Lily.

“Oh, there you are. Don’t leave me alone with these four ever again” she pleads jokingly.

“Oi!” Sirius scolds her, but she doesn’t even reply, she just raises her hand and flips him off, which earns an eye roll from the boy, “classy.”

She blows him a kiss like nothing happened.

Lily lets out a small breath beside you, relieved that that’s all it is. This is why she cares about them so deeply, they don’t even bother asking what to do, they just do it, and somehow it works every time.

Remus, who looks like a tired mum of five, claps his hands together “well, dinner’s ready! Let’s sit!”

You nod quickly, still a bit caught between everything, and take your seat, which just so happens to be next to James.

You don’t think too much about it, but you’re glad it happened

While the others keep talking and passing plates, James leans slightly closer, lowering his voice just for you “you okay?” he asks.

When you turn toward him, you realize your faces are only a few inches apart. You smile a bit stupidly, and when he notices, he does the same, murmuring a quick “sorry” as the redness creeps back into his face for the third time that day, then he goes back to stare down at his plate.

“I’m okay” you say, a bit hesitant.

He turns back to you again, this time keeping a little more distance (which you think is a shame)and he gives you one of the prettiest smiles you’ve ever seen.

He brushes your arm briefly with his hand, maybe he’s just trying to comfort you or maybe it was just a stupid excuse so he could touch you.

You let out a breath you didn’t even realize you were holding, and again it feels like the space around you stops, but it doesn’t— because Sirius smirks and elbows Remus to make him notice the interaction, and Remus does the same with Peter, while Marlene and Lily glance between you and James, then at each other, silently confirming what they’re both seeing: the two of you, completely into each other.

Dinner goes on, the kitchen filling again with overlapping voices and laughter, and you let yourself enjoy everything.

You’re still overwhelmed, sure, but somehow, it feels easier now.

Actually love you having Peter in the poly marauders smut! Everyone forgets about my baby lmao

I need a part 3 lmao I don’t know What I just know it’s a need. Love your writing

1 boyfriend, 1 invitation, 2 interruptions - poly!marauders

summary: you're at a lit party in the common room, and remus knows it's that time of the night when you begin to get needy. but with the full moon just 24 hours away, he can't be the one to fulfil your needs. wc: 3k+ cw: SMUT, voyeurism, exhibitionism, foursome(?), cum consumption, brief fingering... (1 bf, 3 pervs pt.3) read part 1 // 2 - bf! remus, sirius, james, peter

Remus was dripping with sweat, his shirt sticking to his skin in a way that overstimulated him just enough to the point of annoyance. But you were dancing on the other side of the room with marlene, and he knew it was the time of the night when you started to get needy. And even worse? You were ovulating. He could smell it on you. From the moment he woke up, trudging down to the common room, he knew what point you’d reached in your cycle. But Remus couldn’t help you, not with the full moon so close. His bones had already started to ache with the transformation only 24 hours away, and he felt guilty for not being able to satisfy your needs. Your eyes found his across the room, and instantly, a smile was blossoming on your face and you were ditching Marlene on the dance floor to meet your boyfriend. You threw your arms over Remus’s shoulders and pressed yourself on your tippy toes to kiss him deeply. Remus’s hands lingered on your waist and he sighed into the kiss. You frowned, pulling away to look up at your tired boyfriend. “You alright sweetheart?” He nodded, fingers intertwining with yours.

“Yeah. You alright if it’s not me who fucks you tonight?” Your eyes widened at his bluntness. Usually, you both played a game of teasing touches and long kisses before one of you dragged the other upstairs, giggles warning his roommates of the events taking place in their dorm. “I- what do you mean?” Remus nodded his head across the common room, gesturing for you to follow him. You snaked through dancing bodies until you were stood in a secluded part of the room, where Sirius chatted with the Prewett twins, a cigarette hanging between his lips. Remus threw an arm around Sirius’s shoulders, joining in on light conversation. Sirius glanced towards you, a smile forming on his lips. “Hey, you.” He teased, and you felt your face growing warmer than it already was. You reached across Remus for Sirius’s cigarette. “Can I?” “Anything for you, sweetheart.” He flirted, dropping the cigarette between his fingers and handing it to you.

“You mind if I steal him away from you boys for a bit?” Remus cut in just as you blew the smoke away, tugging Sirius in his direction. The twins shook their heads, saying their goodbyes, and Remus led you by the hand deeper in the common room and Sirius by the arm around his shoulders. You wound up in a small room where you usually spent after parties together, or afternoons with the boys planning pranks and you begging your boyfriend for attention. It was dark. With only one tall window making space for moonlight, and a dim fireplace, it was always the perfect place to share secrets and gossip. No one really knew about this room, so with Remus’s genius and Peter’s ambiverted love for privacy, the marauders decided to create a system where only you and the four boys could enter this room. Which was perfect for Remus’s plan. You thew the cigarette into the fireplace and sat on the only couch in the room, swinging your legs up to rest on the cushions, dress riding up in the process.

Sirius began walking over to you, but Remus held him back, pulling the boy closer to him. “Listen, no matter what, you can’t cum inside her.” Sirius’s eyebrows shot up, and he grinned widely. “You’re letting me fuck your girlfriend?” Instead of answering, Remus just repeated “I’ll kill you if you cum inside her.” “Well can I cum inside you?” The retort came quick, and had Remus jerking away from Sirius in shock. His heart started to race, and despite the fact that he could hear Sirius’s heart racing with nerves, his confident front intimidated Remus. Sirius stepped closer to Remus, putting a hand on his hip as he leaned in close, pressing a short kiss to his lips. Remus froze and his eyes drifted to where you sat watching them, a smile on your face. “Think of it while I make love to your girlfriend.” Sirius teased, turning around to face you. He quickly climbed over you on the couch, immediately capturing your lips in a kiss. “I was worried you guys were going to have all the fun without me.” You muttered against Sirius’s lips, a hand playing with his hair whilst the other hugged him closer to you.

Remus swallowed thickly. He remembered how angry he was last time he saw Sirius kiss you, but now, feeling Sirius’s lips on his? It ignited something in him. A flash of movement knocked him out of his daze, and he blinked a couple of times, watching Sirius throw his shirt somewhere in the room. Remus slowly sat on the floor near the fireplace, where he had the perfect view of you and Sirius: tongues tangling in a messy kiss, hands wandering under layers of clothes. Sirius gasped when you palmed his cock under his trousers, bucking his hips into your hand. “Take them off.” Sirius was off you in an instant, tripping over his feet to take his trousers off. Just as Sirius gripping the hem of his boxers, the door slammed open. “Oh that’s not fair!” Cried Peter the instant he realised what was happened. Sirius froze, unsure what to do, but you were instantly dragging him back onto you by the hand, calling out “Pete, I promise it’s your turn next!” The squeak of Pete’s “Okay!” was drowned out by James’s jealous groan and whine of “What about me?”

The two boys sat next to Remus on the floor, who looked at them and asked “How’d you guys know we were here?” James shrugged, replying with “We didn’t, but Pete got sick of the party so we escaped.” “Ten times better, this is.” Added the blonde boy, taking a swig of beer. You broke your kiss with Sirius, causing his moans to get louder as you continued stroking his cock. “Only ten?” You teased, letting go of Sirius’s cock so that he could tug your dress over your head. You giggled when he eagerly pounced on you, lips connecting with your neck as he shimmied your lace panties off.

Sirius gripped his cock, one hand on your hip, but his movements were quickly stalled by a call from your boyfriend. “Don’t just stick it in! What, have you never had sex before?” Remus grunted, trying to push himself up from the floor. He winced, and Peter immediately rushed to help him up. Remus limped over to you both, his bad leg suddenly acting up, and he flopped on the couch next to you and Sirius. Sirius’s cheeks were flushed bright red in humiliation as Remus cupped one of your cheeks, a look of adoration on his face as he trailed his second hand down your abdomen and to your pussy. He easily found your clit, rubbing steady circles on you, watching as wetness pooled between your legs, listening closely to the way your breath hitched in your throat. Remus slid his fingers down to your entrance, effortlessly plunging them into you and pumping them inside you a few times. Sirius gasped loudly, watching as you clasped your hand around his dick, stroking him, your own lips parted in a breathy moan. Remus’s fingers slid out of you, and he put them in his mouth, humming in satisfaction as he rose off the couch once more, leaning on both James and Peter’s shoulders to help lower himself into the ground.

“Go ahead.” Sirius followed Remus’s encouragement, lowering himself closer to you and guiding his cock down to your entrance. He slowly pushed into you, biting his bottom lip as though it would help him control his movements. “Jesus, I’ve been waiting for this forever.” He groaned, throwing his head back as he bottomed out. You moaned, grabbing Sirius by the shoulders and pulling him closer to you, until his chest was touching yours. You dug your nails into his shoulders, distantly hearing Remus scoff “Yeah, I’m still waiting to get that picture back by the way.”

Sirius immediately set a fast pace, hips snapping into yours with a brutality that would leave angry bruises on your skin tomorrow. “Kiss me, Sirius.” You begged, and Remus watched possessively from across the room as Sirius lowered himself down to connect his mouth to yours in an open mouthed-kiss, tongues hungrily gliding against each other. Remus furrowed his eyebrows: It wasn’t jealousy he felt, no, it was something more powerful than that. lt was a desire, a craving. You arched your back, detaching your and Sirius’s lips in the process, mouth opening in a high pitched moan that had the three watching boys hardening in their trousers. Well, Remus was hard ages ago, but that was besides the point.

Sirius’s lips travelled down your face to your chest, and he cupped your breasts, guiding one of them towards his mouth, where his lips wrapped around your nipple and he started sucking harshly. You gasped loudly, wrapping your legs around Sirius’s waist and using them to tug him closer to you. You both gasped as he suddenly pushed into you balls-deep, and Sirius was instantly cringing from the way he almost burst, bringing a hand down to your cunt and between your folds to find your clit. He shut his eyes in focus until he finally found your clit, extracting an immediate reaction out of you. “Fuck!” Sirius cursed against your skin, stopping his thrusts to grind into you instead, trying to hold himself back from coming whilst making you cum too.

Sirius switched his mouth to your second nipple, and the second he began suckling in it, you were coming with a loud moan that had James worriedly glancing towards the room’s closed door. You snaked a hand into Sirius’s hair, harshly pulling it in a way that had Sirius crying out loudly, pulling out of you in a hurry to he could release his load onto your stomach, Remus’s threat ringing in his mind. Sirius groaned as he caught his breath, finally making eye contact with you and spotting the smile on your face. You giggled, glancing down at the milky ropes of cum on your abdomen, dipping your finger into it before putting it in your mouth and humming in satisfaction, making a show of pushing your chest out as you shut your eyes.

Sirius pushed himself up, stumbling away from you as he caught his breath, reaching for his boxers. “Oh god, I need a break. I’ll be back for you though.” Panted Sirius, winking at you flirtatiously as he slumped down on the red rug.

You pouted, humming with pretense disappointment, before grinning again. “You do? Oh well. Pete, get over here.” The boy stood up quickly, tripping over his feet as he rushed over you, taking his jacket off. “How is she doing that?” Asked Sirius, looking over to Remus with wide eyes. “She’s ovulating.” “Fuck that’s hot.” The mumble came from James, who’d been unusually quiet all night. Remus and Sirius both looked at him, smirks on their faces at the sight of the boy shyly palming his cock through his jeans. “Shut up.” He said, face flushing at the sight of his best friends staring at him. Remus re-averted his gaze towards you, grinning when you tangled your hand through Peter’s soft blond hair. The boy looked up at you through lust-filled eyes, and he leaned down to lick a bold stripe up your stomach, cleaning you of Sirius’s cum.

Your mouth dropped in shock. You weren’t expecting that from sweet, shy Peter, and you certainly weren’t expecting him to come back up and connect your lips in a sloppy kiss, letting you taste Sirius’s cum on his tongue. You eagerly unbuttoned Peter’s shirt, and he aided you in its removal, peeling off his undershirt too. While Peter busied himself with taking of his trousers, you spun around to lay down your stomach, on your knees with your chest flat on the couch. Peter’s breath hitched loudly, both his hands coming to your ass to grope at the fat, his jaw slack in awe. “Pete?” You pushed your ass back, encouraging the boy to run the tip of his cock through your folds before teasingly dipping into your entrance. Peter groaned, all patience dissipating from his body as he finally felt the inside of your gummy walls pulsing around his cock.

Beggars can’t be choosers, or in other words, he had been waiting too long to feel your cunt on his cock to be the one teasing you. Since you were well prepared by Sirius, Peter had no trouble pushing into you all the way from the get go. He didn’t recognize the sound that escaped his body; despite his extreme pleasure, it sounded like a mix of pain and discomfort, but perhaps it was just Peter trying to stop himself from immediately coming. You didn’t realise that maybe going for a second round so quickly may have an effect on your body, because almost as soon as Peter began thrusting into you, your thighs had started shaking.

Peter gathered the hair behind your head in a loose hold, cooling you down despite the hot sweat glimmering on your skin. A steady string of moans escaped you with each slam of Peter’s cock into your pussy. Your body jerked forward, skin painfully pulling on the brown leather of the couch underneath you, but the sting only added to your pleasure. You squeezed your legs together in a desperate attempt to add friction to your clit, and Peter seemed to sense your discomfort, leaning down so his chest touched yours as he wrapped an arm around your front, his other tightly gripping the arm of the couch. His loud pants wrung in your ear and he grunted, pulling your chest off the couch so you could rest both your arms next to his on the arm of the couch. You tried thanking him, but all that came out was a breathy mumble of syllables.

“Fuck!” You cried, suddenly arching your back against Peter’s chest as he found a new angle, the tip of his cock grazing your cervix with each hump of his hips.

“Oh Pete!” You moaned, throwing your head back in pleasure, eyes stapling shut. “Looks like you’ve got some competition.” James muttered to Sirius, now stroking himself underneath his boxers. Sirius didn’t reply, but a grumble vibrated in his chest, making James chuckle. “Don’t worry, when I get my chance with her, she’ll prefer mine over Pete’s.” Sirius scoffed, crossing his arms over his naked chest. “You gonna challenge Remus now too?” The boy fired back, glancing at you when you let out a particularly loud moan. He didn’t receive an answer from James, but Remus, who laughed whole heartedly, slapping a hand on his chest. “You boys are lucky I even let you see her naked.” James and Sirius gulped in unison, shying away from eye contact with Remus “Oh god!” You cried when Peter’s fingers found your clit, rubbing desperately when his thighs started shaking, on the brink of his orgasm.

“Fuck, cum for me.” He begged, voice breaking, thrusts becoming sloppy. His words were like a trigger for you, activating your orgasm. Peter continued thrusting into you as you moaned loudly until you were telling him to stop “I can’t, I-“ Peter happily pulled out, letting you slump down on the couch as he brought his hand to his cock, giving himself two good pumps until he was coming all over your back with a broken up moan. “Oh shit, oh fuck, I’m sorry.” He mumbled, catching his breath and looking around the room for some tissues. James threw the box of tissues at Peter, who barely caught it, spurts of cum still shooting out of his cock. Peter fumbled with the box when his orgasm finally wore off before wiping his cum off you. The boy put a hand on your shoulder, feeling the way your body rose and fell with each breath you took. “You okay?” He asked worriedly, helping you sit up properly when you began to move. You nodded your head, watching as James stood up from his place in the floor to pick up your discarded dress. “You boys are my heroes.” You muttered with a teasing smile, glancing around at the four boys in the room. “Yeah?” James asked, approaching you and helping you pull your dress over your body. You nodded, sticking your arms through the right holes and put your hands out for James to help you up.

He gladly pulled you off the couch, one hand securing itself around your waist and you pointed in Remus’s direction. “Take me to my boyfriend, will you?” Remus stood up at your words, opening his arms when you finally reached him and accepting the eager kiss you planted on his lips. Remus groaned quietly, hugging you closer to him and letting you slip your tongue in his mouth. With your lips on his, and bodies so close to each other, Remus forgot about the others in the room, hearing the steady beat of your heart. You broke away from the kiss, leaning your forehead against his whilst offering “How about we shower and go to bed? Make sure you’re well rested before tomorrow?” Remus nodded, and you were instantly sliding your hand in his and guiding him out of the room and into his dorm.

Sirius, James and Peter stood silently in the room, watching you both leave, before turning to each other. “Well, I can’t complain.” Shrugged Peter, tucking himself back into his trousers. Sirius barked out a laugh, muttering words of agreement whilst James huffed in disappointment. “I didn’t even cum!” Sirius wrapped an arm over the boy’s shoulders, guiding him to the couch. “Don’t worry mate, I’ll take care of you.” And James was instantly blushing and taking off his trousers for his best friend, leaving Peter to smoke a cigarette by the open window.

The Day the Stars Fell Silent 9

Summary : Whoops the yule ball is here !! And what happends when you were Gryffindor colours?? a/n : well there is jealousy jealousy.

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the marauders (and more) as ot3 dynamics.

a/n: ur gurl has gotten sick 23456 times this year, and i am recovering from the flu rn! and. . . my butt hurts for some reason. just thought i'd clean my drafts, otherwise they'd be sitting in my gdocs forever. . . to wither away. . . unread. . .

THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW TO WRITE A GOOD MARAUDERS ERA FANFIC

1. Serious Sirius Jokes.

2. Peter Can’t Keep Secrets.

3. Regulus Can’t Swim.

4. Mary Has a Bad Memory.

5. Lily Is Allergic to Flowers.

6. Remus Is a Chocolate Addict.

7. James Grew Up In a Healthy Family (the only one in his friend group).

8. Marlene and Peter Have an Older Sister/Little Brother Relationship.

9. No One Messes with Dorcas.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ࣪ .𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

"We were brothers. Then we were soldiers. And then… ghosts."

. . .“Rules? I thought they were more like... loose guidelines.”

Quit the Unrequited — You spent years of your life crushing on one boy who unfortunately chased after your twin sister, and you were so conveniently there when she rejected him for the last time. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Part One | Part Two

Don’t Blame Me — Being engaged to James Potter might be the worst revelation of your life. You don’t like him one bit and he wants to know why, so he’ll hold off from calling the engagement off until he gets his answers. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five

Hear It In The Silence — James Potter feels like his whole world had crumbled apart, terminal Dragon Pox was the diagnosis. It was already too much he has to deal with his parents being sick but then, they ask him to assure them that when they leave, he wouldn't be alone. And you, you with your piling debt and threatening letters from Gringotts can only fall into despair when the two grieving paths cross - and a deal is struck. He gets a wife, and you clear your tab.

Under That Attitude — You were always good at keeping secrets - especially the one about your Legilimency. No one could know, because you didn’t have a solid prediction of how the wizarding world would react to that information. But everything changes the day you hear the truth behind his insults - the way his heart stutters when you argue, the desperate, half-terrified way he wants you.

Get Away With It — You, a Slytherin, has always had a crush on James Potter, but the Gryffindor’s disdain for Slytherins has always kept them apart. After taking a Bludger for him, you wake up with memory loss, believing you’ve been dating for months. James, feeling guilty, plays along - and soon realizes his feelings are real.

Patch Your Broken Wings — Being Deaf, you had very protective friends and James is the hopeless, pining idiot who is trying his very best to reach out to you.

Shades Of Wrong — James Potter has always been more than a best friend to you, he was always so bright and stirred feelings in your stomach that you dared not name but to him? You were always just Sirius' twin sister.

These Fatal Fantasies — You had lived your life as a simple girl taken by fantasy novels, it was really a shock when you turned 11 years old and every night since then has been spent in a world that you thought you had created in your head. Every night, since age 11 you would go to sleep and wake up in Hogwarts as ____ Black. A Gryffindor witch in a world of magic, and you may or may not be falling in love with James Potter.

Did I Mention — You lose a bet with James Potter, and he decides to marvel in your defeat with a song performance at the Quidditch Pitch to officially ask you out on a date.

Because You Came For Me — James Potter was bored one night and ended up spying on you—he learns of your terrible predicament. An arranged marriage with your cousin, and his knowledge of your secret, and witnessing your descend into depression backs him into an impossible corner. In which James desperately tries to save you. Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five

As The Lights Went Out — You are worried about the future and all the uncertainties it holds but James has never been more sure of one thing: you.

. . . “Call it madness, call it loyalty — I never learned the difference.”

It’s On Me — Soulmate AU: One of you gets the name of your soulmate tattooed on your wrist the day you turn 17, and whoever gets it should take the initiative to approach their soulmate. Only you kept your distance from yours because of his reputation — that is, until he found out.

Yours To Keep — Band AU: A Fan asks Sirius to date her instead of you quite boldly during one of their shows and Sirius responds in the best way possible.

With Our Hands Tied — You found your soulmate on the night of your birthday but unlike the fairytale, reality is much more grim. Your bond was but an anchor tying you down, keeping you from fulfilling your duties as a pure noble daughter.

. . . “If you want polite, find a textbook. If you want honest — ask me at 2 a.m.”

Hear Me Howling — Obsessed with magical creatures and late-night snacks, you accidentally discover Remus Lupin's furry problem, so you begin leaving him gifts and treats to ease your guilt. Only, he knows it's you and it's a seemingly endless waltz around the truth for your entirety at Hogwarts.

Like Sinking Ships — Remus Lupin was always quietly observing people through the covers of his books. So when he noticed your monthly disappearances matched his, he only had one conclusion — that was you were a werewolf like him. A story in which the marauders beg you to help them tame the wolf with your charming powers; two children of the moon that couldn’t be more different from each other in a tangled mess of transformations, betrayal and heartbreak.

It's Always You — Remus sees another couple doing thing she could never do with you due to his disability, but you're quick to quiet down those dark thoughts and assure him.

Never Too Late — Remus was a childhood friend you slowly drifted apart with, he had the Marauders and you had Potion books. Years later, you did the impossible of inventing Wolfsbane Potion, he thought it was the best time to reach out.

Fade To Nothing — You were there from the beginning and Remus happened to lose sight of you and everything that mattered when fame came and the songs played louder, but surely if the love is strong you can fix what isn't entirely broken?

. . . “I died trying to be good. Does that count for something?”

Too Soon, Too Delicate — He runs away from home and starts living with you, there's a lot of uncertainty because a war is brewing and none of you are ready.

Come One Come All — After the sudden death of your parents, you’re thrust into the darkest corners of the pureblood world — grieving, cornered, and helpless. As the precious heiress of the Greengrass name, you're offered as a pawn in an arranged engagement to none other than Sirius Black, the rebellious heir of a family you want nothing to do with. Part One | Part Two | Part Three

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ࣪ 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

Marauders help drunk reader being whisked away by random boys during a party at the Hufflepuff common room. here!

Walking home alone after a night at the pub with your friends didn't seem like the smartest ideas when you are a few blocks away on the empty streets and your high heels hurting like hell. Luckily, there are four boys up ahead. here!

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