Subby cam Boy james showing his gf for the first time
his weighty shaft bobs angrily against his abdomen, pre smearing against the contoured ridges, when he settles back into the bed, his figure horizontal in the camera's defined frame. his throat is dry - devoid of diction as you settle yourself between his parted thighs, breasts heaving with each big inhale. "well aren't you going to introduce me?"
james shudders through a warbled breath, tugging at his curls when you take him into your hand, rolling your wrist lazily over the length of him. "i uh.." he grunts, already fucking up into the lubricated cylinder of your curved fingers. "this is my g.." another breath. "this is my girlfriend, y/n." he finally presses through, the statement dripping with an aggravated whine.
you nod, settling your heels underneath the swell of your bottom while your thumb rubs dainty circles over his weeping head. "figured i'd make my appearance at some point or another..." you drawl, ignoring the plethora of gasping begs that roll off the male's tongue when you further drag out the stimulation. ",show you who's got this good boy so properly trained, huh?"
there's a series of pings that resonate from the flimsy computer balanced on the tower of books on his desk. "now... let's train this pretty puppy some more... let's start off easy. first person to send... 5 dollars gets to decide what we do tonight."
james whines, head throwing back into the pillow, hips stuttering in his mental battle to stay still. "but what if they're mean? what if i can't-"
"sh..." you trill, dragging your free hand over his abdomen to placate the disgruntled noises. "let's stay quiet, alright? mommy's trying to do something here."
no because i am begging to see your take on james being edged for hours and then they finally let him cum like 🦋🦋🦋
I am frothing at the mouth
“Mommy please! Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m gonna-” he moaned bucking his hips up wildly as you jerked him off. You harshly took your hand off and gave him a slap to the face. He yelped as tears streamed down his face.
“Please mama, can’t take it anymore” he whimpered before hiding his face in your chest. Your smirked at his fucked out state. “Fine. Your lucky Remus is gonna come any minute.” Your words made him gasp through whines of overstimulation.
His wide eyes made contact with your shit eating grin. “R-remy is gonna come back?” He asked with a slight stutter as you wrapped your hand around his throat. “Yeah. So we could keep going until your cum and get caught by Remus. Or you could not cum until tonight.” You suggested making him shake his head to the last option.
“No! Please keep going! Need to cum mommy please!” He sounded almost like a girl with how high pitched his voice was. You couldn’t blame the poor boy, you’ve been edging him for almost an hour. God knows how much he hates edging.
Which is why it only happens when he’s been really really bad. And it is why his hands are each tied on the other side of the bed. Today he cursed at you more than a few times and didn’t apologize. He really tested his limits tonight when he talked back even after he was bent over your lap.
You squeezed his cock again making him mewl and fall back onto the mattress. You swiped his tip and used the beads of precum to wet his needy cock. The poor thing was all hard and red begging for release.
A few minutes later he was fighting against the restrains wanting to hug you as he came. “Mommy yes! Love you so much! Thank you!” He blabbered out words of gratitude towards you without shame.
Your eyebrows raised in amusement hearing the words coming out of his mouth. “Oh really? Gonna be a good boy for mommy now?” You teased. “Mhm! Gonna be the best boy!” He mewled feeling the knot in his stomach tighten even harder than before.
He let out a scream bordered on a moan as ropes of cum shot out of his cock. He painted softly little whines coming out every time. You chuckled placing a kiss on his forehead. You laid down next to him. He instinctively hugged you placing one of his legs on top of yours.
The door opened making the sub gasp and cover himself with the blanket. “Don’t worry jamie, I waited till you guys were done. Mommy did a number on you hm?” Remus asked giving the boy a wink. James blushed embarrassingly but giving him a nod.
plss write for brat james teasing u in public and like.. hes hoping for a good spanking but instead you ignore him just to see him get all desperate like "pls dont do this to me 😢" when he's the one who started it
sorry this is oddly specific lol
B for Bambi (and Brat) | J.P
Pairing: James Potter x gn!reader
Warnings: NSFW mentions dom/sub themes, smut, dom!reader, sub!brat!James, spanking mention, denial
Word Count: 515
Description: James gets bratty thinking it's gonna get your attention but he has another thing coming.
A/N: so, funny story... I started writing this, forgot about it, then finished it so I could post it... anyways I'm sorry this is so late anon :') (it's only been like a year /s)
If there was one thing James was good at, it was getting what he wanted. But that was partly because you always gave him what he wanted. You could never say no to your precious baby boy. But, today that changed. James was never the type to flat-out ask for something. You always had to coax it out of him. Or rather, he coaxed it out of you. Today he did his regular song and dance. Pushing your buttons at Hogsmeade while you were out with your friends.
"C'mon baby just a little," he whispered. His head was placed on your shoulder with lips ghosting your neck. Sirius and Remus were used to your PDA already and sneered light-heartedly. When Remus and Sirius got up to get drinks you carefully ran your hand up to James' hair. You pulled at the brown strands and James' hand came flying back. He moaned theatrically with a big grin on his face.
"You think this funny?" You threatened. "You like acting like a little slut?" You barely spoke above a whisper to avoid suspicion.
"Mmm, yes sir," the little shit was basically begging for punishment. You knew he was. But this time, you weren't gonna let him have it. This time he wasn't gonna brat his way into what he wanted. Your face drew a smile.
"And, you think this is the way to get my attention?" He didn't answer his eyes just flickered back and forth from your eyes to your lips. He bit his lips and he fell into you but you pulled away and let him go. You get up and walk to the bathroom without another word. James took this as an invitation. He tapped his foot and waited to follow you into the small restroom. He made his way to the wooden door once you had been in there for a minute and turned the old handle to see you sitting over the lidded toilet with a displeased expression.
You got up and held him against the wall. Your hand traveled down his uniform and cupped his bulge. "Feel that, Jamie? That's my cock. I decide when it gets some reprieve, not you." James whimpered. He didn't dare move a muscle as you chastised him. He just had a lost, almost fearful look on his face. You knew he was expecting some kind of punishment: spanking or edging. But that was far from what he was going to get, instead you just backed away from him with crossed arms. "Don't think I don't know what you're doing, bratting out for attention." He looked absolutely ruined and you hadn't even touched him. His hair was all over the place and his clothes crinkled from how you pressed against him. "Fix yourself up and I expect you back outside..." His face dropped even more (if that was even possible) when he realized you really weren't gonna give him anything.
" 'M-m sorry..." He mumbled. You passed him on the way out to the door but not before whispering in his ear,
"It's too late for sorry."
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imagine best friend!james coming back from a really bad night out/date/hook up/idk stuck in subspace and going to ur house so you just tease him until he's crying and begging for you take care of him so you do :((
this is so much longer than i intended i’m v sorry😭😭
James sniffles quietly as he stumbles through your front door, crashing into the table and knocking over a vase before he even gets his shoes off. You rush down the stairs, eyes softening as you take in his state. His whole face is flushed a brilliant red and his eyes are drooping. He’s well and truly gone.
“Jamie,” you murmur, “What’s going on?”
“‘m sorry,” he says, frantically rearranging the flowers in the vase - peonies, a myriad of whites and pinks - and setting them down.
“That doesn’t matter. What happened?” You hold your hand out, letting him tentatively clutch your fingers before you lead him to the sofa. You nudge him until he’s sitting, settling cross legged beside him and brushing the damp curls from his face. “C’mon, talk to me.”
“It was so bad,” he whimpers, “She l-left me there after she was done. Feel all bad.”
“She didn’t help you out? Didn’t let you finish?” you ask. You’re seething on the inside but remain composed for his sake. The last thing you want is to push him further into subspace. He shakes his head, pawing at your chest and leaning into your touch.
“She wasn’t even nice. Not like you,” he mumbles, nuzzling your neck, “You smell good.”
“Thanks, Jamie,” you breathe, resting your forehead against the very top of his head. He nearly passes out when you start running your fingers through his locks, thumbs rubbing soothing circles into his forehead. “That nice?”
“Mm,” he agrees, climbing into your lap. “D’ya know I love you?” he asks suddenly.
“I love you too, sunshine,” you giggle, “You know you’re my bestest friend.”
“No,” he whines, “Love you even more than that!” You kiss his head.
“We’ll talk about that tomorrow, alright?” He immediately assumes the worst from your statement, eyes welling with tears. His arms wrap around your waist and he rests his face in the crook of your shoulder, seeking comfort from you even when you’re the one causing him distress. You stumble over your words to soothe him. “No, sunshine, that’s not what I meant! I just wanted to wait until you felt better to talk about it. Of course I love you, Jamie. How could I not?”
“Promise?”
“Promise. Now, what do you need, baby?” Your hands graze his sides and he murmurs unintelligibly, not even aware that he’s grinding into your lap. “Needy thing,” you laugh, “You want me to help you?” He nods, pressing himself into you harder.
“Please, please.”
“Words, baby,” you tease. His lower lip quivers as he desperately tries to hold the tears in.
“Please. Please touch me,” he whimpers. You trail your hand down his body agonisingly slow, your only real motive to see him squirm. “Fuck, please. I’ll be good!” He grunts, head lolling as he bucks his hips towards you. Reaching into his trousers, you push them down just enough for his erection to spring free; you spit into your hand, gripping his cock in your fist and pumping a couple of times. His reaction is beyond perfect; he moans, thrusting into your hand and grasping at your t-shirt wantonly.
“Shh, shh,” you hush, carding your free hand through his curls. He’s already close, he’s throbbing in your hand. “‘s alright, sunshine. Just relax f’me.”
“Don’t stop,” he chokes, keening as you run your thumb over the head of his dick. “O-oh my merlin. Fuck!” Before you can get another word out, he’s shuddering and spilling into your hand. You coax him through, murmuring sweet praises to him all the while.
“So good f’me, baby. Such a good boy.” He wraps his arms around your neck, needing your comfort. “‘ve got you. Let’s get you to bed, alright.” You stand, giggling as James wraps his whole body around yours, even as you walk to the bathroom. You clean him up with a wet flannel, peppering him with kisses and affection as you do so.
“You so much nicer than h-her,” he hiccups, holding his arms up and pouting. “Want you.”
“You have me,” you say as you replace his clothes with clean ones; you always keep spare clothes for him at your house, seeing as he’s there so much.
You get him settled in your bed, holding him close as he grumbles and gripes. You massage his neck and shoulders until he’s putty in your hands, eyes closed in complete bliss. You really do love him; he’s the sweetest, most caring person you’ve ever met. You gaze down at him - he’s out like a light, dozing against your neck - and kiss his head. He’s your sunshine.
"One more time for me, baby.." - Bucky x reader SMUT
Contains: Overstimulation, sub!Bucky, Bottom!Bucky, petnames (baby, honey, etc.), reader thinks to themself at one point that Bucky is pathetic but it's like in a kinky way, mentions of safewords
Bucky whimpered, his legs trembled as he came for the third time in a row without any breaks. He had always been rather sensitive but when you add the overstimulation to that it left him a puddle of sobs and muffled moans.
"P-Please-- a-ah!" He hissed as you just kept stroking him, your free arm around his waist.
"'Please' what, hm?" You responded, quickening your pace to toy with him.
"B-Baby! Fuck!" Bucky shouted, jolting his hips into your hand in his painful pursuit of pleasure. "I can't cum anymore.."
God, he was pathetic.. but you'd be lying if you claimed the sight infront of you wasn't arousing.
"Oh, I think you can.." you harshly ordered, squeezing his cock at the tip. The small action was enough to have him release all over your hand. "See?"
At this point, his cum had turned somewhat clear and came out in spurts due to your repetitive action of jerking him off.
"Honey.. please, no more!"
You had seemingly stopped, wiping your hand on the sheets as you knew there would be laundry at the end anyway.
"If you truly want me to stop, just safe word out." You cooed, cupping your ear in your palm to indicate you were listening; yet Bucky bit his tongue.
pairing; sub!james potter x dom!reader x sub!sirius black
summary; you come home from running errands to find sirius and james playing with each other without your permission
warnings; dom!reader, sub!james, sub!sirius, poly, punishment, orgasm denail, p in v, riding, degrading, praise, everything is consensual
word count; 1.4k
sorry this took so long!! hope you enjoy it despite the wait :)
Sighing in relief, you closed the front door, thankful that you were finally out of the cold. It was a cold, rainy day in London, the perfect weather to curl up next to the fire with your boyfriends and a good bottle of Firewhiskey.
Since the two were way too lazy to accompany you to the shop, you had gone on your own, picking up a bottle of Ogden's Old and a pack of smokes for Sirius.
"I'm back!" you shouted down the empty hallway, not too loud as to not disturb the portrait of the hag they called Walburga Black. You didn't get a reply, a small sense of worry washing over you.
Shaking off your coat and hanging it next to the door, you made your way towards the lounge, the flimsy plastic bag still in your hand, "Boys?"
You heard a panicked gasp and the small sound of shuffling from behind the door, turning your worry into suspicion as your hand gripped the handle, turning it.
You were met with the sight of James on the couch, frantically trying to hide his leaking cock from your sight, Sirius on his knees in front of him. Your brow furrowed and you dropped the bag, "Really?"
"I told you not to tease," James whined, a red flush washing over his cheeks, "Now she caught us,"
"Shut up," Sirius glared at him, wiping his mouth from the leftover spit and pre-cum.
You scoffed, making your way towards the two and folding your arms, "You can't go ten fucking minutes without needing attention?"
"I-I'm sorry, mommy," James pouted, his head down, "I was hurting and Pads wanted to help,"
"You asked me to,"
"Pads, will you shut up?" You spat at him, making him whimper. They both knew they were in for it.
"You know what happens when you're naughty, don't you?" you asked them, now beginning to unbutton your pants. Sirius nodded, his eyes moving from yours down to your hands, "We get punished,"
"So you knew what would happen and you did it anyway," you had finished unbuttoning your trousers, now working on shuffling them down your legs, "I expected better from you two,"
"Said I'm sorry," James' voice was quiet, his eyes joining Sirius' as they locked onto your now bare thighs. You tutted, shaking your head and making your way over to the bespectacled boy, letting Sirius move out of the way so you could stand in front of him.
"You wanted to cum, right?"
James nodded sheepishly, his cock twitching as his eyes moved up to your clothed cunt, settling on the growing wet patch, "Y-yes, mommy,"
"Well naughty boys don't get what they want," you stepped back, James letting out a frustrated whine as you now faced Sirius, "You're gonna watch while I ride Pads, and if you don't touch yourself, I'll let you cum,"
Sirius felt himself harden impossibly more at your words and he moved so he was leant back, his hands now working at removing his own pants. You leant down, taking his chin into your hand, "Does that sound alright, puppy?"
The animagus nodded almost immediately, not bothering to fully pull of his trousers and leaving them around mid-thigh, his boxers in place with them. He was already hard from sucking off James, his cock straining against his lower stomach and the tip red, "Of course, mommy,"
"Good boy," you smiled, kneeling down so you were on his level, "See? You can be obedient at times,"
Sirius lit up at the praise and you looked towards James, who was breathing heavily as he watched, "You should learn a thing or two from him, maybe then you wouldn't act like such a fucking whore,"
The degrading only made James want you more and he bit his lip, groaning as it took everything in his body to stop himself from fisting at his cock, "M-mommy.. please,"
"I said I'd let you cum after this, didn't I?" you straddled Sirius, not taking your eyes from James, "Stop being so fucking needy,"
Returning your attention to the boy beneath you, you lifted your hips slightly, snaking a hand behind you to wrap it around his cock. Sirius moaned at the little contact, a clear sign that he had been worked up for a while, "Poor baby, did Prongsie get you all flustered and not help out?"
Sirius nodded, a whimper rolling off his lips as you pushed your panties to the side and ran the tip of his cock through your folds; lubricating it a small amount since you really didn't need that much help. These two always made you wet enough.
Without warning, you positioned him at your entrance and slammed your hips down, both of your moans harmonizing with eachother, "Fuck, puppy," you closed your eyes, your mouth hanging open, "So fucking big,"
James was just itching to touch you, his knuckles turning white as he grabbed onto the couch below him, "So pretty, mommy,"
"Flattery won't make me give you permission to touch yourself," you spoke, your breath hitching as Sirius' cock twitched against your cervix, "Be good for me and wait, yeah?"
The bespectacled boy huffed, shuffling in his seat as impatience filled him.
Once again, your attention was back on Sirius, your hand coming down to stroke his cheek. He leant into your touch, a small smile settling on his face at the comfort of your touch.
After a few moments, you finally began to move, raising your hips until just the tip of his cock was inside before falling back down, a loud moan sounding from you as he rubbed against your sweet spot, "Pads.."
Before long, you had set a steady rhythm, one that had the poor animagus falling apart under you, "Mommy, y'feel so good," he moaned, his hands moving to grab at your hips, "S-so tight,"
"Oh yeah?" You cocked your head to side, grinding your hips particularly hard, "You wanna tell Prongs how good I feel wrapped around you? How much he's missing out?"
Sirius nodded, turning his head to the side so he was facing James, "S-she feels so good, Prongsie, so warm,"
"Not fair," James whined, his hips bucking. You let out a chuckle, making eye contact with him, "Now you know how it feels to be left out, don't you?"
"Y-yeah, mommy, I'm sorry," he pouted, genuine sadness on his face that made your heart twinge slightly, "I promise I'll be good, please let me cum,"
You sped up the speed of your hips, drawing loud whimpers and moans from the boy underneath you, "G'won then, darling, since you've been so patient,"
James didn't need telling twice, his hand darting to wrap around the base of his painfully hard length, "Thank you, mommy," he breathed out when his hand set a steady pace, his thumb occasionally rubbing against the tip.
"M'close," Sirius mewled from under you, his fingers digging into your hips, "C-can I, mommy?" Just the sight of him under you had you dangerously close to your high too, his red cheeks and open mouth sending sparks rushing through your body, "Can you be a good boy and wait for me, pup?" you asked, your eyelids heavy from the amount of pleasure you were recieving.
Sirius nodded bashfully, biting at his lip to stop his from crying out as you slammed your hips down particularly hard. James was a moaning mess beside you both, his head thrown back and his thighs twitching as all his pent up sexual frustration unravelled, ropes of cum shooting from his tip and landing on his shirt, staining it.
"Now," you leant down to whisper in Sirius' ear, biting his earlobe softly in the process. As he felt you clench around his cock, he cried out loudly, shouting your name as he released his load against your cervix. The feeling of the animagus filling you up pushed you over the edge, your hips coming to a halt as you gushed around him, your nails practically digging into the boy's chest as your orgasm hit you hard.
"That was so hot," James muttered, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his arm. You let out a soft chuckle, planting a kiss on Sirius' forehead before lifting yourself off him, holding out a hand to help him up, "I'm with you on that one, Prongs," he smirked.
"You two gonna learn how to behave when I'm gone?" you asked, falling down onto the couch next to James. Sirius joined the pair of you, snuggling up into your arm, "Yeah, mommy, promise,"
stepson!james' eyes were screwed shut and his lip was between his teeth. his thighs were trembling and his entire weight was crushing you. his cock throbbed inside you in sync with the flutters of your walls.
"breathe, jamie," you cooed. "you were doing so well."
he whined, grinding his hips slightly. you clicked your tongue as a warning.
he opened his eyes, looking intensely into yours. he slid out of your heat, thrusting back in slowly, "like this?"
you moaned, "mhm, just like that."
"i need more," he cried, eyes glassy.
you softened, "that's not how you ask for things, jamie."
he whimped, "please, m-more. need more, please."
you nodded, humming. he sped up instantly, his eager ruts made your vision blur. his grunts were deep and he clung desperately to your body.
you moaned, "good, good boy, jamie. you fuck me so well."
his hips stuttered, "b-better than him?" the question came out with hesitation.
the thought of james comparing himself to your husband - his father - while trembling above you, buried deep in your cunt made you light-headed.
warnings: alcohol, cussing, smut, recording a porn video, slight degrading (blink and you'll miss it), teasing, almost caught, nicknames (love, sweetheart, sweetie, pretty little slut, big boy, sweet boy, pretty puppy, baby etc??), tell me if you find more
There Regulus stands with a drink in his hand, watching his boyfriend's tan body move around the dance floor with ease, his hips sway and grind on other guys, his small shorts hiking up his thick thighs. Regulus knows he's smirking when his brother asks him why he has such a smug look on his face, to which he doesn't respond, instead he puts down his drink and walks onto the dance floor, now his hips swaying to a beat he had only heard once before. James sees him and smiles, running his hands up his ass and lifting his shirt on the way back up. Regulus rolls his eyes playfully and walks over to the taller man.
"Having fun I see?" Regulus gestures to the guy behind him, who is clearly getting an eye full of James. Who could resist? Certainly not Regulus.
"Having more now that you're here to claim me." James winks, wrapping his meaty arms around Regulus' slim waist.
"I'll do much more than claim you, Potter." Regulus leans in and bites James' earlobe, who makes a cute whimpering noise in response. Regulus moves down to his neck and bites it gently, just enough to leave a small purple mark. Then, he pulls back, and starts to walk away. "Gonna follow me, pretty puppy?" James seems to melt under Regulus' gaze, his words clearly doing something right.
"Fuck." James whispers to himself before following Regulus back to the bar, where he picks his drink back up, leaning on the counter when he sips from it. "You don't know what you're doing to me, love." James presses their bodies together, resting his hands on Regulus' ass, the bulge in his shorts brushing up against Reg's thigh. Regulus tilts his head back, tossing all of the alcohol mindlessly down his throat.
"Oh, but I do, sweet boy." Regulus leans up and kisses James' jawline. "Let me relish in it for a second, then I'll take care of you, hm?"
"I can't fucking wait another second, Reg, I need you. Now." James' hands wander up to Regulus' waistband, tugging at it and letting it snap back into place. "God, please, Reg." Regulus grabs his face.
"You want me, big boy?" James nods, and Regulus' mouth turns up into a smile. "I want you too, baby." Regulus doesn't let go of his squeezed cheeks when he leans up to kiss him. James moans quietly into Regulus' mouth.
"God, you're so beautiful." Regulus simply let's go of his face, grabs his hand and silently leads him to the restroom.
In the bathroom, Regulus pushed James up to the wall and locks the door, attacking him with rough, wet kisses to his mouth. James runs his fingers through Regulus' curly black hair, his other hand grips Regulus' ass cheek with force, as if he'd die if he let go. Regulus takes his time on James' mouth, kissing, biting and sucking on his lips gently, swelling them more than usual. James thrusts his hips up gently at Regulus' hip, groaning at the sensation. Regulus palms James through his little shorts, taking out his phone.
"Is this okay with you, sweetheart?" Regulus pulls away, showing James himself on the camera app. James nods, and Regulus tsks. "Words, baby, words." Regulus' hand cups underneath James' chin, his thumb playing with James' bottom lip, pulling down just to watch it spring back into place.
"Yes. I want the whole world to know I'm yours." James manages to rasp out, grabbing the phone himself and propping it up on the sink, so the camera can see as Regulus drops to his knees. He wants to roll his eyes and tell James that not the whole world is subscribed to their onlyfans, but he knows James will reply something along the lines of ‘they don't know what their missing out on.’
Regulus kisses James' lower stomach through his shirt, slowly untying the strings that are keeping James' shorts up. He kisses every bit of exposed skin as he works James out of his tiny shorts. Regulus pushes down James' boxers and his dick springs out, hard and pink. He spits on his hand and wraps it around James gently, giving him a stroke and then letting go. "So beautiful, honey." James' body jerks at the sensation, he tries to thrust more into Regulus' palm, but before he can, Regulus let's go, much to James' dismay.
Regulus leans forward and flatly licks James' red tip. James rests one hand on the back of Regulus' head (having to lean forward a tad), and his other he uses to pushes Regulus' fringe back, exposing his sweaty forehead. Regulus teases and kisses at James, who can practically feel his own heartbeat in his cock. Regulus smirks everytime James slips out a pathetic whine, and fists him.
"Tell me, baby. Tell me how much you want me to suck you off." James whines again, but doesn't say anything, so wordlessly, Regulus let's go of James' cock, and stands up, leaning against the wall opposite to James. The camera can no longer see Regulus, it can only see James taking deep breaths, his stomach falling up and down.
The second Regulus comes off of James, he lets out a string of whines, "Please come back, baby." James wraps his own hand around his cock, tugging slowly as he watches Regulus insert his fingers into his mouth, making a slurping sound and hollowing out his cheeks. James groans and throws his head back, trying to imagine how good Regulus' tongue feels wrapped around him.
"All you have to do is ask, sweetheart," Regulus pushes his fingers out of his mouth, slick with his own spit, he leads them under his shirt and around his nipples. James watches intently, never looking away. Regulus lets out a fake, whiney moan that has James harder than ever before.
"Please, Reg." Regulus tilts his head, pretending not to know what James means.
"Please, what, Jamie?" Regulus taunts.
"Please suck me off, I need to feel your pretty mouth wrapped around me." James whines, his eyebrows knitting together.
"God, look at you. Such a pretty little slut for the camera," Regulus pulls his hands out of his shirt, walking over to James, and kneeling again. This time Regulus doesn't waste any time before swallowing James down, his happy trail tickling Regulus' nose. James let's out a low groan, just as someone knocks on the door.
"Anyone in there?" Regulus recognizes the voice immediately as Sirius'. He pulls off quietly.
"Answer him, Jamie." Regulus whispers, peppering James' cock in kisses, then goes back to deep throating him.
"Uh," James pushes back a groan and let's out a deep breath in replacement, "Yeah, sorry, mate." He whines, as quietly as he can. Regulus hollows out his cheeks, staring up at James through his dark eyelashes that are painted with mascara. "M'not feeling very well, Reg's just rubbing my b-" He groans, "back."
"Yeah, sounds like it." Regulus grins and swirls his tongue around James' dick as Sirius walks away. Regulus pulls off again, wrapping both of his hands around James, kissing and licking at his tip, making sure he gets as much attention as he needs.
"Been such a bad boy, Jamie." Regulus juts his bottom lip out, pretend pouting. James' eyes roll back, and he whines again. "Are you gonna come for me, sweetie?" James nods, a knotting feeling in his stomach. "Come for me, baby, I need it so bad." Regulus wraps his lips around James once more, just to feel him come warmly down Regulus' throat.