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Okay so, I went ahead and bought an iPad to try digital art for the first time, and my first attempt was shit. I went too far outside my comfort zone and fucked it up BUT!!! I am happy to report I've finished my first official piece! Not sure if any of you have seen those racing au wolfstar/jegulus TikTok’s, but I was inspired to give it a go and did Remus as a street racer (I was only thinking about Ronan lynch the entire time)
For the love of GOD do not look at his helmet or clothes
#help digital art is so hard#in watercolor you just make shit blurry and cover the details in abstract paint drops😭😭😭#idk wtf I’m doing at alllll#anyways here’s my boy#!#Remus lupin the man that you are#I’m also in the midst of reading TCOPTP and it’s soooo fucking good!! why did no one tell me#it’s like that meme that’s like so was anyone going to tell me that TCOPTP is on par with atyd and one of the best long marauders fits ever#or was I just supposed to overcome my fear of the word count and figure it out myself#no but fr I’m enjoying it so fucking much it’s so good I want to kiss it#remus lupin#marauders#remus lupin fanart#wolfstar#marauders fanart#artfolio#my rat
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i just finished the new chapter and i rushed here to tell you that it was simply amazing !!!
they’re so in love with each other it makes me sick and i totally understand sirius because if remus was my boyfriend i’d also want to tell the whole world about him
EEEEEEE im so glad you liked it!!!!! 💞💞💞💞
they ARE so in love with each other they AREEEEE 😭😫😣😖🥺 and omfg yes sirius is so real for that. so extremely real and correct. if i had a tall cute sweet adorable nerd w good shoulders fawning after me i also wouldn’t shut up ab it
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Oh my GOD. REMUS LUPIN THE MAN THAT YOU ARE. This is amazing oh my god
pt1 (remus x sirius)
#Remus lupin the man that you are#Sirius black the loml#I just love them so much#this is so so lovely#Remus looks so good😭😭😭#remus lupin fanart#sirius black fanart#Sirius black#Remus lupin#marauders#wolfstar#marauders fanart
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Matt hitt walked right past me at kings of Leon tonight
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Tired
Brief Description: You're tired and your boyfriend's making sure you're getting to sleep.
Point of View: 2nd Person
Word Count: 454
Character: Character not specified; Multifandom x Reader, whatever character you so desire x Reader
It was movie night, like every Friday night, and you and your boyfriend had just sat down to pick something to watch.
As your boyfriend was scrolling through your movie options, out of the corner of his eyes he saw you yawn. He smiles like a lovesick fool at how cute you look when tired.
Turning to you, he chuckles quietly asking, "Tired, baby?"
"Extremely," you reply in a soft voice, leaning against his side.
He throws an arm over your shoulders, pulling you onto his lap. You shift slightly, trying to find a comfortable position before you lean your head against his chest.
"What time did you go to bed last night?" he asks you softly, brushing your hair out of your eyes.
You shrug, answering, "I don't know."
He rolls his eyes affectionately at you, pressing his lips to your temple, which only causes you to melt into his embrace more.
"What was the last time you saw on the clock?" your boyfriend rephrases his question.
Your eyebrows furrow together in thought, your boyfriend's heart melts just a little bit more at the sight. God, you're gorgeous.
He never thought he could fall in love before, let alone this in love. Every little thing you've done and will continue to do since he met you has only made his heart beat stronger for you.
"One twenty ... something," you respond.
Your boyfriend's arms tighten around you, holding you closer as he asks in worry, "You went to bed that late?"
With a small giggle, you reply, "I went to bed like two hours after that."
He makes a sound between a sigh and a laugh, bringing you closer to his chest as he presses a series of kisses to your face.
"Baby, you need to sleep more," he gently scolds you, smiling down at you with that same lovesick smile.
"I know," you whisper back, nuzzling your face into his chest.
Getting a sudden idea, your boyfriend twists around on the couch, laying down across it as he settles you onto his chest.
"How about we play the movie as background noise so you can sleep?" he suggests, running his hand through your hair as you snuggle deeper into his chest.
"Sounds good," you mumble, yawning once more.
He kisses the top of your head, clicking on your favourite movie as his arms encircle your waist, keeping you close.
"I love you," he mutters, nuzzling his face into your hair, smiling at the smell of your shampoo.
God, he was whipped.
"I love you too, sweetheart," you mumble back, closing your eyes as the feeling of your boyfriend's finger running through her hair and the warmth of his embrace lulls you to sleep.
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What just happened…. (I just came)
POLY MARAUDERS | HEROES IN TATTOOS PRT.6
06 : SELFISH DESIRES
SUM : it's your chance to make amends and push aside your selfish desires - your heart will ache but they're worth it
G. : modern au ; muggle au ; tattoo artist james potter ; piercer remus lupin ; remus smokes ; angst ; unexpected turn of events ; sirius is the main character here ; jk jk ; it's you~ hehe~ ; you'll see what i mean ; wolfstar have a heated argument ; i almost cried writing it ; i hate seeing them like that ; poor james ; james needs a hug ; regulus makes an appearance! ; regulus is a good brother ; sirius being an instigator ; we love him for it though ; you can't just leave them again! ; no fluff here kiddos ; but kiddos stay away! ; just cover your innocent eyes!
LENGTH : 3.7k
PREV.
“You’re disgusting,” Sirius manages an indifferent glance over at his younger brother before resuming his miserable, unmoving position on the sofa — Regulus’ sofa. The obvious detachment Sirius has to the situation only stirs his younger brother’s bubbling anger, “It’s almost been a full month! And you’re letting yourself rot away on my sofa; get a hold of yourself!” No response. Regulus shakes his head with a drawn out sigh, “you usually don’t stay around this long whenever there’s an argument… I wonder what’s happened this time…”
Deeming his older brother completely hopeless, Regulus returns to his sparse but sleek kitchen just as the kettle whistles its readiness to be poured for tea.
Sirius breaths an audible sigh and grimaces at the stench of his breath. The mix of excessive alcohol, countless cigarettes and mountains of junk food didn’t make for a good concoction on his tongue, definitely not for fresh breath. When was the last time he had brushed his teeth? He brings a hand up to push straggling strands of hair away from his view but grumbles when the curls had knotted up too much for him to comb his hair back uninterrupted. Stone grey eyes look down at his figure, stagnant and pale, weighed heavy from low spirits.
What followed the night you left their flat was the worst fight they have ever had. It was mainly between him and Remus while James remained in the background, too downhearted to contribute anything to the verbal warfare happening before him. He was spoiled with love since birth. As an only child with loving parents, who never fought in front of him, whenever Sirius and Remus argued, James was left paralysed with despair. It was always shocking to him how nasty those fights became; his parents never fought like that. Sirius could see it in his sweet hazel eyes that James wanted desperately to have peace but didn’t know how to steer things in that direction. He had tried before, many times, to defuse the situation but both Sirius and Remus were too stubborn and hot-headed from the argument as well as their suddenly stark differences in opinion to back down.
As unfortunate as it is to think about, these fights happened often, recurring in the same exact way – originating from opposing opinions, primarily between him and Remus. They would try to keep it together but it would just keep piling up until someone snaps and then there’s no dispelling their disputes. James either takes a side or none at all (usually the later) and Sirius storms out of the flat to stay with Regulus.
He should feel guilty for being such a burden to his younger brother. He should have more pride in himself than to allow Regulus to ever see him in such a depressed and unpleasant state. Lack of hygiene, self care and self maintenance manifests into something so repulsive and unsightly, Sirius would usually be back and making amends within a week or two – encouraged by his own lack of cleanliness and his commitment to run from the disease of laziness.
But it’s been more than that now. Nearly a month, Regulus says. Time just passes by, slow and tolerant, so unlike him, and yet, Sirius still managed to lose complete track of it. This is the longest they’ve ever had a dispute without reconciling.
His own stubbornness is definitely a factor. He had been right all along. If only they, mostly Remus, had listened to him. James was fully on board but Remus was stubbornly defiant and managed to convince the former otherwise.
“Do you think she’s the type of person who would embrace such an unconventional relationship with open arms?!”
“That’s not what I’m saying, Moony,” Sirius grits his teeth, his inner thoughts and reasoning ached to be heard and let out coherently. In his mind, it all made sense to do things the way he suggests, so why couldn’t his boyfriend understand him?! It doesn’t even seem like he’s trying to listen to him at this point! “She won’t understand if we don’t say anything to her! We have to be forward and bold! Do it now before something happens!”
“Nothing. Is. Going. To. Happen!”
“How can you be so sure? We need to be honest with her, it’s not fair to her and it’s, frankly, deceitful to keep her in the dark about all this!”
“We can’t be too sure that she’ll accept us. If that happens then we’ll never see her again– I don’t want that, do you?!”
“We won’t know unless we say something, do something, anything!”
“Please just trust me, Siri,” Remus begs, his loud voice lowering to a soft plea, his beautiful brown eyes no longer fierce or piercing but kind and warm again, with a hint of fear. Sirius can sympathise with that creeping terror, an anxiety that wants to swallow you whole and keep you in a dark abyss for eternity, “I don’t want to frighten her…”
The first time, Sirius gave in, weak for his love and weak for the reasoning behind his proposal on the matter concerning you. The dark-haired tattooist couldn’t fault his lover for that but, in hindsight, he should have argued his side more, maybe then, you wouldn’t have disappeared like that…
“Hey, your phone won’t stop pinging,” Regulus alerts, appearing out of thin air and surprising Sirius enough to sit up and alert with wide eyes, “will you finally read their messages to you?” with some reluctance, Sirius reaches for his phone and proceeds to look through his messages while Regulus takes a seat opposite him, a steaming cup of tea in hand.
The younger Black brother was just about to begin reading another one of his classic novel favourites when a rush of air flew by him, ruffling the small strands of hair and whipping about the billowing steam from his mug of tea. Moments later, the sound of his shower turning on full blast echos through his flat and a smile graces his lips.
“It’s about time…”
Lingering guilt had plagued you all night long and you barely managed to get a wink of sleep. It, however, meant that you were able to better prepare lunch for the boys the following day. While cooking, you abandon all negative feelings to focus on only the good, not wanting any harmful emotions to diffuse into the food and saturate it with bad tastes. Your eyebags weren’t a pretty sight but it was easily fixable with a touch of makeup.
You tried to look your best for the day. Fortunately, the early summer sun inspired your motivations further. Yes, you’ve made the terrible mistake of selfishly pushing them away to nurse your own battered soul and unrequited feelings, but this was your time to make amends, to make things right… to see Sirius again.
You never felt right after you accused him of cheating on Remus and James with each other, only to find out that he was far more loving and loyal than that. You were embarrassed and ashamed to have ever thought so negatively about him, jumping to conclusions like an immature, thoughtless child. It was wonderful seeing James and Remus again, your heart was practically soaring in your chest as it disregarded all lingering feelings of misery and dejection. But now, your chest felt incredibly tight as your heart ached to catch a simple glimpse of Sirius.
You carefully pack away the lovingly prepared food and desserts into your largest, most durable shopping bag before getting dressed. It was only natural that you managed to make more than you usually made for the boys, seeing as you wanted to spoil them rotten after being so childish the last few weeks. Since the weather was pleasant, you opted for a cute mini dress with a light, flowy material that was comfortable and soft. Over top, you wore a cropped cardigan that had long sleeves, enough to reach past your fingertips. For jewellery, you wore a simple necklace and slipped into a strappy pair of mid-heeled platforms that weren’t too tall. Casual but cute.
Approaching the studio doors, your grip on the strap of your bag tightens and your breath hitches. They hadn’t taken the notice down and the bold, red letters of their ‘CLOSED’ sign glared at you angrily.
Were they inside? Should you knock? Neither Remus or James actually agreed to your sudden choice to meet for lunch the night before. Did this mean that they didn’t want you to be in their lives anymore?... But… but you wanted to make things right! You wanted to apologise! You want to be friends with them again! You’ll tell them right away – tell them how you would do anything just to remain by their side, even if it’s just as a friend, you’ll be happy for them! You won’t be selfish anymore, you won’t covet anything more than friendship with them, that’s all you want! Not that they’ve ever heard of your true desires—
“Well?” A familiar voice speaks up behind you, putting an abrupt end to your panicked inner monologue, “Aren’t you going to knock?”
Swiftly spinning in place, you smile brightly at the biker and tattooist standing before you, dressed in all black, with heavy, lace-up boots and his signature leather jacket, “Sirius!”
He doesn’t breathe a word to you, eyeing your hefty bag before briefly meeting your eyes and making his way over. His long strides made it so that he reached you in no time but he didn’t stop. With a light gasp, he had backed you up into the left of their studio’s double-door front entrance. You held your breath and kept your eyes shut tight, not knowing what to do as your heart pounded deafeningly against your eardrums.
A moment passes and you feel his hand brush against yours before your portly bag of packed food is taken from you. A wave of relief washed over your aching shoulder as the weight disappeared but such a diminutive alleviation of discomfort couldn’t swamp the trepidation in your heart. Sirius was different.
“Siri–”
“Let’s head inside,” he had opened the right hand door and easily slipped through with your bag. Alone and in the quiet, you felt like crying. You wanted to cry, desperately but you knew that it would offer little to no reassurance. So, with a heavy heart, you followed Sirius inside and closed the studio door behind you.
The air was stale but, in it, lingered a familiar scent that you had come to love, it was a clean, almost clinical smell from the regular use of disinfectant and bleach. You love this parlour so much, it was filled with so many good memories, ones of soft affection through tender words and gentle caresses. Despite the earlier interaction, you couldn’t help but smile just from the wave of romantic sentiment washing over you.
“You’re here,” Remus greets with a tired smile as James sits on the opposite end of the sofa with a shy grin directed towards you, his hazel eyes looking elsewhere.
“Sorry if I’m late,” you managed a weak smile, “I didn’t know if the door was open or not. Thankfully, Sirius was there to help me in,” Sirius didn’t sit down despite the many available seating spaces and chose to lean his back against a far wall, instead. James couldn’t meet your eyes and Remus was sneakily massaging his temple as he leaned his face against his large hand, “let’s eat, shall we? I hope you guys are hungry,”
It was never this awkward. Or quiet. Especially when sharing your homemade lunch together. James would usually be giving you endless praise through large, mid-chewed mouthfuls while Sirius laughed at the ridiculous sounds and faces he’d pull trying to speak coherently through the mouthful of food, and Remus would shake his head, his amusement by the display evident in the warm glimmer of his eyes. However, James doesn’t have as big of an appetite today and Sirius stands alone with his tupperware, barely touching his food. Remus is the only one eating a substantial amount besides you. Although, you’ve gradually slowed your own chewing.
What have you done?...
What happened to all of you?
Your shame brought your gaze down, making your head weigh heavier than usual as you give up on communicating anything with the boys. This wasn’t how it was meant to go…what should you do now? The pain in your heart was unbearable.
Shoulders slumped and confidence dried up, you struggled to think of what to do. You should have prepared a speech or something. It was naive of you to think that simply coming over with a homemade lunch would fix anything. Things are never going to be the same, no matter how much you hope and pray for them to be.
You’re hopeless… completely and utterly hopeless…
This was your worst fear come to life. You had feared rejection but seeing them unloving towards each other, barely communicating and broken apart, your stomach collapsed in on itself as your heart fell to a million pieces. You didn’t utter a single word of loving them romantically aloud and yet, you still managed to get in between their relationship. This was a sentiment of how selfish of a person you are.
How could you do this to them?! They were your friends, who saved you from the worst night of your life, and you repay them like this?! Shameful. Disgusting. You don’t think you could ever look at yourself in the mirror again.
The skirt of your mini dress blurs on your lap and you have to bite your lip to keep from sobbing out loud. The tears, however, you couldn’t stop them. Hopefully, they’re all too distracted to see you silently weeping and you can gather yourself before turning tail and running out of there.
Today is a complete disaster—
“Don’t cry, angel, please!” James jumps up and rushes to your side, kneeling down at your feet as he takes your hands in his and tries to meet your gaze through the puddle of tears in your eyes. His words immediately catch Remus and Sirius’ attention and they both begin to make their way over, evident worry swimming in their eyes but you refuse to acknowledge any of that as your mind drowns in all manner of negative thought.
You shake your head, hearing the flurry of footfalls around you and wishing them away silently, “I shouldn’t have come here today…” you whisper.
“What was that?” James patiently asks, voice soft and sweet and kind, it makes you want to fall into his arms.
“I’m sorry,” you speak clearer and stand abruptly, “enjoy the lunch,” the haste and sorrow in your shaking voice makes their heart drop and they’re brought back to that fateful night once more. You don’t meet their eyes as you turn and push past them to leave, almost running through the hallway of their studio just to reach the door and make a quick escape.
“THIS!” Sirius’ roaring voice suddenly cuts through the studio like a knife, making you stop in your tracks and turn around slowly. The door to the lounge room was still open, before it Sirius and Remus stood in an aggressive confrontation, both taking on a defensive stance as they faced each other, all while James remained in the background, clutching at his head as he slumped forward on the sofa, “THIS IS WHAT I MEANT! IF YOU HAD JUST LISTENED TO ME–”
“I DIDN’T SAY WHAT I SAID WITHOUT REASON SIRIUS! YOU KNOW MY EXACT THOUGHTS ABOUT ALL THIS!” Remus shouts back, the veins in his neck bulging out from his fierce anger, the blood rushing in his cheeks making him look just about ready to violently explode.
“BUT–”
“—YOU CAN’T FAULT ME FOR THAT!” Remus continues, not allowing Sirius to speak.
“WELL YOU CAN’T FAULT ME FOR MY REASONING EITHER!”
You’re horrified at the scene. Sirius and Remus look ready to tear each other apart as James looks on hopelessly, not knowing what to do or how to diffuse the situation, completely torn between supporting one or the other. Without thinking, you rush back and skid to a stop between the two hot-blooded men. Their fuming rage was like a turbulent inferno whose flames licked viciously at your skin, ready to burn you and spread the hostility.
“The both of you need to calm down!” you shout, pushing them away from each other and creating a safe distance between. Your tears had already run dry, replaced by the trembling terror shaking your limbs.
“Don’t worry about us Dove,” Remus manages to voice through gritted teeth, his glowering eyes never leaving Sirius’, “you can leave and we’ll sort this out,”
“Sort this out like usual huh?—”
“—Don’t taunt me, Sirius,”
“That won’t solve anything, you idiot!” Sirius flings his arms up and James just barely manages to pull you away from being accidentally hit. Neither of the two seem to notice and James expresses his apology in lovingly nuzzling your temple, his lips puckering to kiss your skin but refraining and stepping away abruptly. You try not to feel the heartache his actions elicit in you.
“SHUT UP!” you’ve never heard Remus sound so angry and venomous before, it makes your heart stutter in fear and worry. You can’t leave now; this disagreement can’t end well without some form of intervention and James isn’t fairing too well with that – he needs someone there for him too, just to feel, somewhat, grounded through all of this, “She doesn’t have to hear all of this!”
“We wouldn’t have to be saying ‘all of this’ if you had. Just. LISTENED. TO. ME!”
“You’re being ridiculous!”
“Ridiculous?!” Sirius growls lowly, his countenance scrunching up into a foul expression —an antithesis to his elegant features, “I’ll show you!” it was then that Sirius turns to face you and approaches with purpose in his long strides, unstopping like he did earlier when outside the studio.
“SIRIUS—!”
Sirius backs you up into the wall behind you, “—Everything Could Have Been As Easy As Doing This!” you didn’t know what to prepare yourself for but Sirius firmly gripping your chin and pulling you into a deep kiss was not one of them. In your shock, you let out a surprised but muffled moan, slowly falling into the blissful embrace and reciprocating eagerly.
Did you faint earlier? Was this all a dream?...
…Dream or not, you like this very much!
James and Remus watch at the bold display, disbelief shining clear in their eyes as Sirius has his way with you. But you don’t see them, you don’t see anyone or anything, all you know is that Sirius kisses like an experienced lover from fantasy and he wasn’t shy about loving you up. Not knowing what to do with your hands, you let Sirius guide them over your head to cuff your wrists together with his large hand, his other snaking around your waist to pull you closer and deepen the kiss.
He tastes like spearmint gum and smokey cigarette smoke, his lips tinted in cherry lip balm for sweetness. What an addictive taste. You can’t get enough.
But air is a necessity and just as you were beginning to run out of breath, Sirius pulls away, panting heavily. He doesn’t wait for a single second to pass before diving his head into your neck, where he peppers feathery but fervid kisses along your sensitive skin and smiles to himself when you slip out a moan. You sound beautiful. He needs to hear more. Sirius doesn’t stop, he sucks and licks and kisses and nuzzles along your neck like the tease he is, drawing out every quivering whimper and pretty moan you were desperately trying to contain.
You keep your eyes tightly shut, too embarrassed to meet the eyes of Remus or James. Their gaze on you left behind a searing, phantom mark that developed into a displeasing itch. An itch that could only be satisfied if they kissed you too.
…So selfish. God! When will you stop?!
Ashamed of your gradually increasing volume, you seal your mouth shut in a stubborn attempt to suppress your pleasure. How did his lips and tongue feel so good on your skin? His touch made your knees weak and your legs shake, without his support, you don’t think you would stay standing for long.
Just as you were able to swallow every embarrassing sound that tried to escape, James was beside you, his warm breath on your cheek as he silently urged Sirius to give way, “you need help staying quiet, angel?” he whispers and doesn’t wait for an answer, briefly meeting your eyes before he’s closing them to kiss you sweetly. It started off sweet. Sweet and loving like James before suddenly becoming very dominating and overwhelming. You were being devoured and the thought was undeniably arousing. They were both on you, Sirius kissing away at your neck as James savoured the taste of your lips before bullying his way into your awaiting mouth. He swallowed your moans for you as Sirius defiantly persisted, urging you with seductive lips to make more.
Overwhelmed but so content.
You were drowning in bliss and you never wanted to break away from it.
“DIDN’T I SAY!” Remus shouts, stopping all activity and leaving you strung up high as the boys slowly pull away, not too far but enough for all of you to meet Remus’ unreadable stare. The boys look over their shoulder to observe their commanding lover, their large frames tense before moving their eyes down and slowly smirking, the tension evaporating off their figures as you’re left to rebuild another tower of anxiety from your lower stomach, “Didn’t. I. Say. We. Were. Going. To. Savour. Her?”
What?
Your shocked, wide-eyed stare meets Remus’ cool and, almost, unfeeling gaze. Once again, your knees buckled under you and you were caught by Sirius and James. Held in place by their hot, firm hands and the press of their toned physiques.
What did he just say?
Unable to keep his stare, your eyes slowly fall down the tall brunette’s figure. Capturing his beautiful, full lips; taking in the delicious column on his neck; observing the wide expanse of his shoulders and chest; drifting down to gulp at his veiny arms and hands before landing on...
Oh~
A/N : no fluff, but something better right? a little sneak peak on how i write spicy things but it's readable hehe~
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@wolfstarmicrofic September 26 - prompt 26: Harry [word count 630]
“What’s wrong, Bambi?” Sirius asked across the breakfast table. “You haven’t said more than five words since you came back yesterday.”
“Are you alright, darling?” Remus added, pouring Harry a steaming cup of tea. “You haven’t even touched your mince pie.”
“And that’s rude, Moony has worked a whole day to get them just the way you like for your Christmas break,” Sirius nodded, shoving one in his mouth.
Remus sat down, looking at the fifteen-year old who was staring at his plate. Harry always came back from Hogwarts for Christmas and summer break with so many stories to tell, about his friends, about Quidditch, which Sirius listened to with wide eyes as if he hadn’t been there cheering him on at every match, about his teachers, which made it very hard for both Sirius and Remus not to bash Snape out loud every time their son told them about his awful behaviour. But this time Sirius was right, Harry had come back the previous day all closed-down and still hadn’t said anything. Remus took a mince pie from the plate. Whatever it was, Harry would tell them sooner or later, and if he didn’t they would have to gently coax it out of him and see why he hadn’t felt comfortable with sharing what had been weighing on his mind.
“I have to tell you something,” Harry blurted out suddenly.
Remus nodded, and Sirius put his coffee cup back on the table.
“We’re all ears, Bambi,” he said.
“I’m… I’m dating someone,” Harry was looking in his teacup.
“Oh Merlin, Moony,” Sirius clutched Remus’s hand while he wiped away invisible tears with the other. “They grow up so fast.”
“That’s wonderful, darling,” Remus smiled, patting his dramatic husband’s hand. “Boy, girl, someone who doesn’t use those old labels?”
“Boy,” Harry still wasn’t looking at them. “But there’s something else. He’s in Slytherin.”
“Harry, that really doesn’t matter,” Remus said, Sirius nodding by his side. “You almost got put in Slytherin yourself after all. And honestly if it weren’t for a thousand years of tradition the House division shouldn’t exist anymore.”
“Agreed, we’ve seen how they don’t reflect who you really are, we are well placed to know that,” Sirius added.
The framed photograph of Regulus in his Quidditch robes on the mantelpiece nodded vigorously along with the one of James and Lily baking cupcakes in their own kitchen, Lily heavily pregnant with Harry.
“It’s not the Slytherin part, it’s he’s… He’s…” Harry took a deep breath. “He’s Draco Malfoy.”
Sirius’s eyes went comically wide and his mouth hung open before he let his head fall heavily on the table. Harry finally looked up, staring confusedly at his godfather.
“Narcissa Black’s son, right?” Remus said, trying his best not to laugh.
“Yes…” Harry was still looking at Sirius.
“Why, Moony, why?” Sirius groaned from the table. “What have I done to deserve this?”
“Pads, stop it, you’re upsetting Bambi,” Remus nudged him. “Are you happy with him, Harry?”
“Yes,” Harry looked at him, his cheeks turning slightly red. “But is it alright? With his family being who they are I mean…”
“Once again, we’re well placed to know people aren’t their family, right my love?” Remus elbowed Sirius this time and he finally sat up again.
“Of course we are, it’s not that, Bambi. I’m happy you’re happy with whoever you’re dating, remember that?”
“Then what’s wrong?” Harry looked at him, confused.
“Well, you’re exactly like your father in this too,” Sirius smiled.
As Harry stared at them even more confused, Remus and Sirius looked up at the mantelpiece, where Regulus’s photograph was very blatantly blushing while James’s photograph was winking exaggeratedly to him from his own frame, Lily laughing so much she had had to lean on the counter.
#okay I had a lot of fun with this one#Sirius being dramatic as always because what do you mean History's repeating itself???#in every era a Potter falls for a Black#also I love the idea of them having pictures of everyone they loved and lost around the house#those two are such amazing parents Harry deserved this not what happened in canon come on#also no Potter man is straight because I said so#wolfstar#wolfstar microfic#wolfstar raising harry#remus lupin#sirius black#remus x sirius#sirius x remus#marauders#marauders era#harry potter#post war wolfstar#draco malfoy#drarry#regulus black#james potter#lily evans#jily#jegulus#the marauders#the marauders era
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My best friend, who is not it the fandom, willingly drew wolfstar.
no shes definitely not locked in my basement rn
there was no blackmailing or bribery involved.
this is absolute gold.
#best friend#bsf#marauders#wolfstar#marauders fan art#marauders era#remus lupin#sirius black#moony#padfoot#adorable#cuties#dead gay wizards from the 70s#conan gray#what are you doing here#french sirius black#baugette#siriusly insane#marauders brainrot#i love it so much#i teached her well#it was without refrence#remus is a cutie pie#sirius looks like a middle aged man#he had a mustache in the original drawing#love sirius#masterpiece
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Part 11: Denial
Pairing: Professor Lupin x reader
Summary: Things escalate quickly when Remus finds himself between two choices he’s not willing to make.
Warnings: Smut,hand jobs,fingering,thigh riding,praise kink,professor kink,orgasm denial.
Ao3 link : https://archiveofourown.org/works/39275319/chapters/123767359
Four more days until full moon. Four fucking days that were going to feel like four centuries. This had proved to be the worst week in your life,the agony you were feeling due to the full moon being close was tormenting you day and night. You had entered a state of heat that had completely messed up with your brain. It started ever since the interaction with half naked professor Lupin a few days ago.
That some day,you only found yourself thinking more than usually about him. You had laid on your bed ,arms locked behind your head staring at the ceiling in abandon.You started recalling every single interaction you had with him,since the first day you ever saw him flashing that warm smile of his. Then you playing dirty and managing to let everyone leave earlier than you were supposed to from his class. Him returning the favour to you, by actually doing the exam he promised not to a week later.You were thinking about the interactions the two of you had on the halls ,him smiling gently and saying hi everytime you came across each other. Him teasing you relentlessly for his own entertainment. You had slept not well that night, turning on your bed , trying to sleep without thinking of what your life could be with him by your side.
The second day,it proved to be rather difficult. If the previous day you had admired him and recalled your interactions with admiration...that wasn't the case. You had woken up with nothing but pure lust. Your head was dizzy and you felt slightly more irritated than usually. You had come across professor Lupin and when he greeted you,you wanted nothing but have him shove you against the wall that was next to you and make out with you as if it was the last day on this earth. At some point during your innocent interaction, him thanking you about the grindylow,a wave of his arousal had suffocated you. You had excused yourself shortly because in your state of mind you would have probably done something stupid that would have gotten you in trouble.
The third day ,oh this was the hardest by far. You were currently having a DADA lesson,the professor looked even more handsome than usual. He had rolled his sleeves up and had unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt. His hair was messy and his eyes looked tired yet his voice was raspier than usual and an air of authority had enveloped his whole being today. Maybe it was the full moon that was making you overanalyze even the smallest details. He was explaining a lesson ,you had no clue what about. You were focused on the way he moved his hands to explain. You had seen them up close,and right now you were lost in your own thoughts. Thinking about how good he would be with those hands of his ,how he would caress your body with the back on his knuckles,wrap a hand firmly around your throat and keep eye contact as he chocked the air out of you. Thinking about how good he could tease you,how good his long and tender fingers would feel inside of you,how he could leave red handprints on your ass , spanking and dominating you.Fuck. You needed him to touch you. You had no idea why it was specifically him who you were thinking about but at the moment you were so aroused that you didn't care in the slightest.
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"Y/N!" A voice suddenly interrupted your train of thought and brought you back to reality immediately. You moved your eyes to professor Lupin,who had closed the distance between the two of you. He was standing in front on your desk and when you raised your eyes up at him ,he had furrowed his eyebrows and his nose was slightly scrunched.
"Yes?" You asked innocently.
"Answer my question." He spoke , voice not gentle as per always. He seemed irritated and his eyes had darkened. Had you upset him somehow?
"I... wasn't paying attention. Could you repeat it again?" You licked your lips nervously, staring up at him yet your body seemed to have frozen under his heated gaze.
"Mind humoring me what the lecture is about today?" He tilted his chin up for the shortest moment, waiting for your answer.You titled your head in Oliver's direction, silently asking for the answer. He was about to mutter it to you but the strong hand that gripped your chin,made you move your attention back to the professor." If I wanted Wood to answer my question, I'd have asked him. " His grip on your jaw tightened,all eyes were on you two and the behaviour was unusual for the professor. He had always been understanding and gentle during his lessons. Today he wasn't in a good mood and everyone immediately understood that ,so even the Slytherin students who are usually talking during his class, kept their mouths shut. Not even a fly could be heard buzzing in the classroom.
"No idea." A chill ran down your body in his shift of demeanour.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor." The words stung,you had never had points taken from him." See me after class." He let go of your chin and went back to his desk, everyone following him with their eyes. The silence was suffocating for everybody. You started worrying, what the fuck was his problem?" Read the material on your books for ten minutes." The professor sat on his desk,not sparing a glance at the class." If you've got no questions you're free to leave for today."
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"Lines or cleaning?" Asked the professor as he rounded the desk of his office. You were standing on your feet, anxiously playing with your hands. Fucking asshole put you in detention for not paying attention to a lesson... about...GLOBBERWORMS.
"You're being unfair y'know." You sighed as you placed a hand on your hip, tilting it slightly as you stared at him. He hadn't sat down yet ,he raised his eye and locked them with you, placed one hand on his desk and bend forward slightly.
"Unfair you say." He ran his tongue over his teeth,eyes fixed on you. His eyes were doing that thing again,the bluish colour completely disappearing and a gold colour enveloping his iris." I could be unfair in so many other ways , this detention included. Don't make me lose my patience. Answer to my question."
You felt like he was taking the air out of your lungs simply by staring at you. His words put you in your thoughts again, unfair in this detention. Had it been up to you,a good fuck would have closed the topic right now but surely he meant something else.
"Lines." You spoke. He motioned for you to sit in the opposite direction of his chair and you did. He handed you like a dozen of blank papers and told you to write the same I'll focus during my class over and over again,no magic allowed. You both had fallen in silence,the only thing that could be heard was the sound of your quills scribbling on the papers. Your hand was starting to feel numb. Fuck Lupin. What was his deal anyway? You weren't the first or the second person to zone out during his class and he had never done anything about it. You glared at him as you took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself. The point is ,you were supposed to hate him but at the moment he had gotten all comfortable on his own chair,his ankle was resting on his thigh, one hand behind head and he was so focused on the paper on his grade. Fuck the full moon,your emotions were all over the place,you were to hate him right now not think about how you'd like to jump on his lap and him having his way with you. You caught your lower lip between your teeth and immediately lowered your eyes on your paper. You had to calm down.
The professor cleaned his throat and then he called your name. "I think, that's enough for today." He motioned at the pile of papers on his desk." Come here and let me take a look at them." You stood up slowly, grabbing hold of the papers in both hands and then rounded the desk so you could make your way to him. He moved his chair slightly, facing you while being sat , opening his palm awaiting for you to hand him the papers.
Suddenly you felt something touch your ankle, felt like a mosquito bite. Professor Lupin was browsing through the sheets and you scratched the bite with your feet . It happened a few more times , there's when you got annoyed. You shrieked in fear and jumped at the sight in front of you. The grindylow not only had escaped the jar ,it had grown in size as well and it was poking your ankle with its nail.
"What the fuckk?" Your breath got caught in your throat. You heard a groan behind you and the temperature on your body raised a few degrees,your heartbeat doing the same.Sure you did jump...in professor Lupin's lap. Something not so soft yet no so hard poked your ass and lower back and if you didn't know any better...
"Calm down." The professor exhaled through his nose , placing a familiar hand on your thigh,the skin immediately catching on fire.He peaked through your shoulder and rotated the chair with his hip,your body moving with his. " Todd. Back in your jar!" The grindylow,made some angry noises then the professor fixed him with a stare and the grindylow immediately obeyed, walking to the jar ,which was in the corner of the room, sticked its slimey tongue out and jumped inside. The professor moved his free hand and the jar was sealed.
"What the hell ? Todd? You named it?! And how is it obeying to you?!" The professor spun the chair back , caging you between his desk and his chest,spinning your world and it took a second for you to regain your view.
"I've used the cofundus charm on him. He's not dangerous any more but the little prick managed to unseal the jar on his own.Apparently not only do you need to start paying better attention,you also need to practice that spell better." A hint of laughter could be heard on his voice. You tilted your head so you could go off at him,but you realised that that was the biggest mistake you could do.His hair had gotten messy and it had fallen over his forehead , eyes slightly closed and the faint smile on his face made you freeze on the spot.
You were both staring at each other,the smile on his face got wiped and his expression changed completely. He was staring into your eyes ,piercing you with his own ,unconsciously his now gold eyes dropped to your lips and remained there for a few seconds. You licked your lips on instinct and now it was your turn to look at his lips. What caught your attention was a fainted vertical scar that was close to his oral commissure. His hands slowly moved to your hips ,keeping you in place but the closeness ,the position was making your whole body catch on fire.The professor started breathing more frequently and you could feel the heartbeat on your back.You wondered how his lips would feel like against yours...
"Kiss me." You muttered ,voice low and pleading. You were sure that judging by the way his grip on your hips tightened ,he heard you. He moved his eyes back to yours again,flattering his eyelashes slowly,not moving in the slightest. You didn't know what came over you when you leaned closer to him ,trying to kiss him. Just as you got close enough for your lips to touch ,he moved his head back ,closing his eyes and exhaling loudly.
"We shouldn't."
With the full moon being so close ,it meant your inner animal was also coming to the surface, demanding what she had strongly been urging for these past years.The thing is ,she usually had put you in your right mind in your hazy state, hell you even found it hard to simply have a makeout session with someone ,but right now ,it felt as if she was screaming inside your head to not stop.And you weren't strong enough to control her right now.
"Please-" you pleaded and shifted your hips so you could feel more comfortable but that action had the opposite effect. The professor groaned ,and the sound went straight to your core,making your clit throb in need. The thing is ,you were feeling so needy right now ,that you hadn't even realised that you were moving your hips back and forth slowly,giving your clit friction,making you start to feel even more dizzy than you were.The muscles on the professor's thighs kept clenching and unclenching,making the act even more pleasurable. He wasn't stopping you and judging by the throbbing that you felt on your backside...he was enjoying this.
"Y/N-" his voice didn't sound like his own,it was low,shaky. It looked as if he struggled to even say your name. "Stop-" he threw his head back,a shaky breath escaped his lips,he swallowed hard,trying to regain his composure.
"Why?" You asked, voice filled with innocence. Not even taking a minute to think about what you were doing. This was dangerous ,risky, dry humping on your professors thigh...anyone could walk in at any moment and catch the two of you in this compromising position. He could get fired,worse even,what if they took it further and sent him to Azkaban simply because you were not strong enough to control your hormones. You could also get expelled and hell if you'd have a harsh life...Rita Seeker would have a filed trip with this article.
Respected war veteran,professor of Defense against the dark arts,Remus Lupin,coerces his werewolf student. Sources say, she threw herself at him and seduced him ,hypnotized him into having sex with her. For more information ,page 17.
Somehow you just knew that at the end of the day ,you were the one who would get blamed and bashed for everything. Many wizards have written about werewolves before and from what you had read most of the information was false and made up.And Rita Seeker would make sure to use those books as her source to make your life a living hell.Was this worth the risk?
"It's not appropriate." He bit hard on his lower lip as he kept his head up,not even looking you in the eyes as he spoke, afraid that he might lose himself.
"Then let's be inappropriate together." The words slipped from your mouth before you could stop them. Were you doing the right thing?No. You knew the risks...but you had never been this attracted to someone. Every risk was worth it when Remus Lupin was involved. That made him open his eyes and tilt his head down slowly,locking yes with you.You had paused your movements, staring him up your lashes, wishing with every cell on your body that he would say yes. He bit the inside of his cheek and stayed still for a few seconds,making your heartbeat fasten in anxiety. Fuck. You clearly were rushing into this...you weren't thinking clearly.
Not only were you asking him to go against each one of his morales ,break down every rule and kiss you ,more even,fuck you knowing damn well that the second he learned what you truly were...he would probably make sure to get you expelled. He'd look down on you and probably despise himself for almost sleeping with a half-breed,a filthy werewolf. You swallowed with difficulty. No. This wasn't right,you should get up and leave before you do anything that will make you hate yourself for the rest of your life. He didn't deserve this,you didn't deserve him. You were about to stand up from his lap but what he did next ,made your world spin. In a matter of two seconds he had managed to shift your position into facing him,legs thrown on the sides of his thighs ,making you lose your balance for a good moment but making sure to keep you in place with his grip on your hips.
"You don't know what you're asking for." He slid his hand from your left hip,to your abdomen,up to your chest and then wrapped it firmly around your throat, using that as a leverage to bring you closer to himself, bringing his lips close to your ear."Stop this right now. Hate me , despise me for wanting this because if you don't... I'm going to defile you. I won't be gentle by any means and trust me ,once I fill that little cunt of yours -" he sighed,the warm breath hit the side of your face,making your body shiver. " There's no going back. There's not going to be any time for regrets."He licked his lips and swallowed ,the sound echoing in your ear."I'm not in my best state right now ,I won't be able to control myself and I'd hate to hurt the one person I care about the most."
You let his words linger for a moment. You visibly started blushing at his fault language,fuck that filthy mouth of his for making you want him more. Regrets...sure both pairs would have...but at the moment ,you weren't in your best state as well. The smell of his arousal was driving you insane and the hormones were clouding your judgment.
"I won't have any regrets." Lies.
"I will." He definitely would. And you hated that you weren't being considerate right now.Ever since you've gotten biten,you had tried to be selfless...and if selfless for all these years...why not be selfish at least once?
"I need this. My whole body and being is carving this. If you want it to be a one time thing let it be a one time thing and we'll both pretend it never happened but I don't know how much longer I can pretend that I don't want you . " You bit your lip hard enough to probably draw blood. The thing is,you had never experienced this feeling before ,it's not like you could fuck anybody and make this emotion go,it had to be him,just his touch was enough to at least ease the pain. " I'll tell you this , either you do something now , either I grab the first person I see as soon as I leave and let him fuck me."
"You let another man touch you-" His nostrils flattered in frustration.He opened his mouth to continue his sentence but then he stopped. " Is that how bad you want to be touched Y/N? " He furrowed his eyebrows and poked his cheek with his tongue. You nodded meekly." Fine then. Two conditions."He let go of your neck and raised two fingers in the air,you moved your eyes to them." First rule ,no kissing." You felt your stomach turn at that but still nodded."Second rule,no penetration with my cock. I'll make this greedy cunt of yours cum to the point,you won't even think of letting anyone near it ever again. Am I clear?"
Wait. No penetration? What? His cock was literally exploding back there and your cunt was aching to be filled...sure he was being absurd but a beggar didn't have the right to chose.
"Yes." You muttered lowly.
"Yes ,what?" You were looking at him with eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He grabbed hold of your chin and closed the distance between your faces." Speak when you're spoken to."
"Yes- sir."
"Good girl." It was a simple praise yet it was enough to make you shiver. Fuck. He wasn't even started yet and he already had you on top of his palm. He dropped his hand from your chin and positioned you in a way that you were resting against one of his thighs.He spread his other thigh open and his chair creaked as he rested his back against it."Ride my thigh." He spoke,voice strict ,leaving no room for discussion. You were simply looking at him,the shift in his demeanor was immediate ,he went from no we can't do this to ride my motherfucking thigh. Like what?!
You slowly started moving your hips back and forth at first ,trying to find the right pace that gave your clit more friction. His thigh was muscular and it wasn't hard to find the right rhythm,your hands were hanging on your sides and it felt awkward so you settled for his chest. He kept his eyes on you as you started dry humping his thigh,his eyes full of lust ,urging you to not stop your movements.You eventually sped up,low moans starting to already escape your lips ,your breathing getting heavier and heavier by the minute. You had been doing that for a while, you closed your eyes and threw your head back ,biting your lip hard ,trying your hardest not to be too vocal in case anybody heard. The professor placed his hands on your hips,at first ,manoeuvring your body against his thigh in a way that made it impossible for you to control your moans ,fuck,this felt good. His touch was enough to send you on fire. He was roaming his hands all over your body,he gripped the flesh of your ass ,your thighs,slid his hand beneath your dress and quickly discarded it to the floor ,leaving you all exposed to him.
You dared not ,to look at him. You felt vulnerable at the moment and self conscious but tried to push that thought aside. Luckily for you,you had used a spell to cover your scars and bite mark ,if he saw it he probably would stop his actions right now and it was feeling way too good for it to be over already.He placed a hand on your lower back and pushed your body closer to his ,making your whimper when he started trailing your collarbone with his tongue ,in the same time sliding his hand beneath your bra ,gropping your tit with his free hand ,circling your nipple. You started moving your hips harder and faster against his thigh,feeling that your orgasm was about to hit at any moment. He probably felt that ,because as he kept kissing and licking your collarbone ,neck ,he started moving his thigh in a different rhythm from your hips,when you were going back ,he was moving his thigh forth. You were starting to pant and moan like crazy,and he was showing no indication that he minded the noise at all.
"Am close-" your breath was shaky,and you were starting to feel juices already slipping from your pussy,starting to already create a mess in your underwear and his pants.
"Mhm. " He used a hand to lower your bra but not take it off completely,you moved your eyes back to him and he looked you in the eye" I know." He smirked slightly before swirling his tongue around your nipple,making you arch your back in the process,a feral moan escaping you as he bit on it,pulling your bud with his teeth and you couldn't help but cum the second you made eye contact with him,fuck he was being filthy. Your whole body was lost in the sensation of your orgasm,the white pleasure making you feel like you were in sky seven.He was still continuing his movement,and you wrapped your hands around his neck,panting like crazy in his ear as he continued to have his way with your tits,licking from one to another ,gropping the one his mouth wasn't paying attention to. Eventually he stopped his action and smiled when he noticed your chest heaving up and down rapidly." Don't tell me ,you're tired from that.I'm not even started with you."
He licked his lips as he took in your after orgasm state ,being satisfied that he managed to bring you to your climax so quickly. " I was going to be disappointed if you were done." You smiled ,your tone teasing. He shook his head a couple times and tskd.
"Don't make me put you on your knees and properly educate that mouth of yours Y/N." He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head to his right.
"Is that a threat or a promise,sir?"
"Would love to fuck that teasing mouth of yours-" he groaned." but I did promise to make that greedy cunt of yours cum. I can educate you in many other ways sweetheart" He chuckled darkly." Wait and see."
He lifted you up,and you found yourself pressed against his desk,the cold wood making your warm body shiver. You tried to get up because the contrast in temperature was unbearable but the professor placed a hand on your chest and pushed you down ,keeping you in place,enjoying the way you struggled. He used his free hand and slipped it beneath the waistband of your underwear ,immediately finding your clit. Your breath caught and he could't stop himself from smiling as he started rubbing slow circles,so slow they were agonizing. He did that for a while ,torture you ,moving his finger lazily ,watching you squirm in need.
"Please-" you spoke ,voice strained.
"Please? " He chuckled." What is it that you want from me?"
"Fuck-" your back arched as he started properly touching your clit in the right way,circling for a few moments then rubbing it up and down just in the way you liked. "Sir-" your voice was needy and you knew that he understood what you wanted ,but he was not going to do that easily.
"I'm sure we both know that you can do better than that. Come on, try a little harder. Be the good little student you always are and tell your professor what do you want ,hmm?" Fuck,he knew what he did with that little word scheme of his. He ,for sure had caught up on your professor kink and right now was using it against you.
"Professor ,please-" He sped up his movement,grabbing your chin with his free hand ,making you look at him. He raised his eyebrows and tilted his chin up,waiting for the rest of the sentence."Please fuck me with your fingers already." You whined in need.
"Since you asked so nicely." Without a warning he shoved two of his fingers inside of you,stretching your walls ,making you moan in pleasure at the sudden intrusion. Fuck. You've always loved his hands ,the long fingers went so deep inside of you and reached areas you've never explored before. He started scissoring his fingers inside of you,trying to find all the spots that were going to make you crumble under him and to your good luck or bad luck ,he was fast to find them. He hooked his fingers inside of you ,cocking and uncocking them slow at first ,trying to find the perfect spot and when he heard your moans raising at a particular spot ,he laughed and immediately increased his pace,hitting the wall that was near your bladder,making you arch your back and moan constantly, bringing you closer and closer to your release yet again. You heard a sound of him snapping his fingers and when you lowered your eyes to your lower body,you noticed that you panties were gone.
"Fuck fuck fuck-" you slammed your head against the desk. He brought his thumb to your clit and then as he thrusted his fingers inside of you,he rubbed your clit at the same time , bringing you close again to another orgasm. "Right there- don't stop." Your voice didn't sound like yours at all,it was low pitched and needy. Just as you were about to reach your end ,he completely removed his fingers from you, making you release an unsatisfied groan. " What was that for?"
"I did say I'm going to properly educate you."He slapped your pussy with his hand,making you jolt and moan." Keep two things in mind. One. You always ask me for permission to cum. I let it go the first time, not happening again. Two. You don't talk to me with an attitude, you're in my hands... literally.I can stop right now and there's nothing you can do about it."
"Fucking kinky bastard." you muttered under your breath and that earned you another slap." Fuck,what kind of hearing you got?"
"A good one." He slapped you three more times making your muscles tense in pain or pleasure you had no idea. He brought a hand to his belt and your eyes were fixed there,the tent was fucking difficult to ignore and you had been so caught up in the pleasure that he was giving you that you completely forgot about his own. In a smooth movement he removed his belt,eyes on you,as he undid the zipper of his pants , lowering them enough along with his boxers so his cock came in view. And it's not like you had seen many in your life ,you had seen Oliver's but compared to the cock in front of you...it was nothing.
Professor Lupin was blessed that's all that you could say. A good seven inch length ,thick,veiny, nicely trimmed and it was in the same shade of his skin colour. The only thing that was a different shade was the tip of it ,which had taken the colour of an angry red , already leaking with precum. You licked your lips as you admired the view in front of you. You'd love to have him inside of you but...rules.
"Here's a little game we're going to play." He wrapped his hand around his cock and lazily moved it up and down,eyes fixed on you." I'm sure you're familiar with the phrase,I scratch your back and you scratch mine. In our case,I make you cum and you make me cum. How's that sound?" He took a step closer to you ,you raised yourself in your elbows as you stared at the professor. Fuck. He looked so filthy like this... dressed up formally and his cock out in front of a student... pretty sure every student would do anything to be you in this moment.
"Big- I mean-" you cleared your throat." Fair enough." He chuckled at the way you sutered. He came closer to you again, motioning for you to get up with his index and middle finger. You awkwardly sat on the desk now ,legs hanging in the air. He used his free hand to spread the open,and placed himself between them.
"Now-" he whispered in your ear.He placed a hand on top of the desk,near you side, caging you there."The dick is not going to stroke itself,come on Y/N." With shaky hands you grabbed hold of his cock,fuck boy was it thick. You set up a pace with a hand , jerking it up and down and he groaned in your ear,the sound urging you to continue."Mhm, just like that." He found your clit again and as you stroked him,he rubbed your clit and soon enough slid his fingers back inside your cunt,your walls happily accepting him.
The room now was filled with your moans and his ,the wet sound of your pussy and his filthy mouth.You heard a sound of purring and for a second you felt your body freezing because what the fuck ,you weren't sure if you did it and when you stopped he groaned in frustration and cocked his fingers up hard, letting you know to continue your hand movement and you did. The pleasure was too much on both sides ,you were sweating like hell and your legs were starting to tremble,you rested your head against his chest as you both kept pleasuring each other.You felt his cock starting to twitch and your walls were starting to clench and unclench around his fingers, signal that you were close to another orgasm.
"I'm gonna cum." you were panting and your breath was shaky,the professor was trying not to be so loud now ,suppressing his own groans.
"Without my permission, you're not going to."He was inhaling and exhaling harshly through his nose, fast.
"Please,sir. Can I cum , please, can't hold it anymore." your voice raised as he sped up his fingers,thumb finding your clit again.
"Cum for me." He whispered in your ear."Don't dare to stop your hand from moving." He warned and you reached your high,legs trembling unstoppably,moans following after,hand still moving up and down his cock.He bit his lip harshly as he tried to contain himself from cumming yet but he couldn't stop it ,the white ropes shot all over your tits and stomach. He groaned profanity as he reached his own high, almost losing his balance but he slid his fingers out of you and slammed both hands on the desk, trying to relax himself and breathe normally again.You both stayed like that for a while,you resting your head against his chest,it moving up and down with it. Him with his hands on your sides , trying to get himself back to normality.None of you spoke a word ,both of you drained by your climax , trying to collect some of your energy. The silence was thick,you didn't know what to say...What were you supposed to do now...? Sure you were feeling lots better,your body felt at ease,it felt as if his touch was enough to cure you and your horniness for the whole week.
He took one last breath and exhaled the air on top of your head and then moved back from your ,your eyes on him as he fixed himself zipped his pants up. He summoned his belt and your dress,used a cleaning spell for the mess he made on you,handed you your dressand you slowly put it on,eyes still on him as if looking for an answer to a question you hadn't even asked. He rubbed his eyes with his fingers for a few seconds,then moved his hand up to his hair , ruffling the later ,eyes on you.
"Don't look at me like that." He spoke,as he furrowed his eyebrows and scratched the back of his head.
"Like what?" You answered,voice low.
"Like whatever I'm going to say next ,is going to make you hate me." He slid his hand up his neck and for a moment tilted his head to his right.
"Am not going to." You sighed. Hate. If he only knew that he had gotten involved with a lycanthrope he'd probably run for his money,curse you till the end of his life, despise you,many more things. You wanted to tell him your secret,more than anything but he was someone that you were found of ,admired , respected, loved, and if it meant that he'd hate you for what you truly are ,you wouldn't mind being selfish for a while longer. Sure ,you knew what he was going to say, it's not like you were expecting him to fall in love with you just because he made you cum a couple times.
"I think it's better if we pretend this never happened." He didn't even look you in the eye as he said that. You caught your lip between your teeth, feeling your eyes starting to burn but you didn't have the right to do so.
"Well , nothing did. I don't know what you're on about." You forced a smile as you hopped off his desk. He moved his attention back to you, eyebrows furrowed, observing your behaviour." I wrote lines. You graded. When I was done ,you let me go . So ,with your permission sir... detention is over ,am I free to go?"
He ran his tongue over his teeth as he pierced you with his stare ,he looked a bit thrown off but then simply nodded." I'll see you around,Y/N."
Part 12:
#eventual smut#harry potter#professor remus lupin#remus lupin#remus x you#professor lupin x reader#older man younger woman#professor x student
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FERALLL OVER THIS ARRTTTTTTT
I would say I go feral and froth at the mouth a normal amount for this man.
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Win
@wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 199
Sirius is determined to win Remus’ heart this year. Sure, he’d said the same last year and that hadn’t happened, but this time he’s prepared.
He even has a plan.
Step 1. Compliment him
Step 2. Give him gifts
Step 3. Flirt
Step 4. Repeat until a date has been obtained
It’s the perfect way to show Remus he’d be an amazing boyfriend, he can’t fail—it’s in the science!
“Hey, Moony!” he shouts, rushing up to Remus’ side as they walk to Potions. “I like your hair today.” He beams at Remus, trying to inject every bit of earnestness he can into his words.
“Thanks?” Remus narrows his eyes suspiciously. “It’s the same as everyday.”
“No!” Sirius protests, his smile straining. “It’s—um—fluffier today.”
“Whatever you’re thinking of, no, you can’t test a prank on my hair. Find someone else.”
Sirius sighs, disappointed but unsurprised. Maybe he should’ve waited to turn all the Slytherins’ hair red and gold, this morning’s prank had clearly left Remus overly paranoid.
“Ok, well, I like your eyes too!”
“Thanks, they do their job well enough. No, you can’t test anything on my eyes either.”
This plan is going to take a while, isn’t it?
#oblivious remus lupin I love you but please open your eyes#that man is in love with you#wolfstar microfic#sirius black#remus lupin#wolfstar#sirius/remus#marauders#the marauders#my writing
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Love Remus Lupin… but he would be the type of guy to say “Oh you like that band? Name five songs.”
#marauders#marauders era#james & peter & remus & sirius#dead gay wizards#remus lupin#moony my beloved#man would defend his bands with his life#if you think you’re a bigger fan than him he needs to prove you wrong
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IF I HAVE TO SEE ONE MORE "DUMBLEDORE WHERE HAVE YOU BURRIED ALL YOUR CHILDREN" TIKTOK WITH A BUNCH OF CHARACTERS WHOS DEATHS DUMBLEDORE HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH I AM GOING TO LOSE MY GODDAMN MIND
#STOP BLAMING HIM FOR EVERYTHING#ALL YOU ARE DOING ARE MAKING THE CHARACTERS WEAK BY TAKING AWAY THEIR CHOICES#i will now list all of the characters who's deaths i have seen dumbledore be blamed for in these tiktoks#james potter#lily evans#even rosier#barty crouch jr#nymphadora tonks#cedric diggory#remus lupin#sirius black#free wesley#severus snape#pandora lovegood#marlene mckinnon#dorcas meadowes#regulus black#literally FUCKING EVERYONE#AND WHY???#some of these people died AFTER dumbledore#dumbledore does have something to do with snapes death#maybeeee cedric if you wanna go back#everyone else no#how dare you put me in the portion where i'm defending an old man online#the marauders#harry potter#marauders#albus dumbledore#the marauders era#marauders tok
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His Sweet Girl
Summary: You're Professor Remus Lupin's sweet girl.
Warning: NSFW, Anal, kissing, older man and younger woman. everyone is of age.
A/N: Happy Xmas! -L
Word Count: 1.1k
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You’re his special girl. His good girl, his only girl, he tells you as he kisses you. It’s been a few hours since he had seen you and he couldn't get enough.
Remus couldn't get enough and so did Moony.
He was practically salivating at the sight of you below him. His heart fluttered when you looked up at him in this position. You're naked and sitting on his chair. He had conjured the wooden chair to grow bigger so you can lean back and lift your legs, holding them as best you can close to your chest.
You look up at him with puppy dog eyes, he can see your eyes were watery after you had tried to swallow his cock whole. His cock was too big for you but you always managed to get every part of him just like a good slut.
He wants to be naked too but he can’t. Both of you are in his classroom and even though he had cast a locking spell on the door. He still fears that someone will come inside and witness the sight of you and him. It’s so taboo but he can't stop. You are his, plain and simple. Moony has dug his fangs of lust into you and so has Remus.
It was only one more month before your graduation so you decided to tell him that you wanted to do something so he can remember you when you leave. He had taken you, you were bent over his desk. He had growled as you thrusted back trying to keep up his pace. He nibbles and kisses your neck, feeling the scar of his bite mark on you.
He comes inside of you and leans down to catch your waiting lips. You moan as you taste the milk chocolate on his tongue, a sweet you had gifted him before fucking him. He pulls away and leans his sweaty forehead against yours, enjoying the dopamine running through his system. He lets out a whine when you clench around him. You smiled when you felt he was still hard.
“Professor, please fuck my ass.” Remus pulls away and looks down at you with excitement in his eyes. Both of you had spoken about this before, the act has never been done but Remus would stick a finger or his thumb in your tight hole when he’s fucking you or eating you out.
When Remus was taking his sweet time to answer. You spoke again, “Moony, please fuck my ass.”
His childhood nickname came out of your mouth and that was all he needed. You knew about Moony and you had welcomed him, completely. With no judgment and with no fear only with love and compassion.
Now, with your legs pressed to your chest, your cunt is on full display. He can see his white creamy and thick cum slowly dripping out of your hole, he grabs his cock and uses his cum to rub your asshole. He notices your face, you're biting your bottom lip as you look at what he is doing
“My pretty girl.” He says before kissing you quickly on the lips. “If it gets too much. You tell me.”
You nod at him, he looks down at you with hooded eyes, his lips are parted as he breathes heavy. His chest is rising up and down, you reach out for his tie that was under his dark brown cardigan. You pulled him towards your face.
He kissed you softly, enjoying your lips on him. You moan in his mouth when you feel the head of his cock against your ass.
“Fuck!” You cry out, pulling away from the kiss as you look down to see himself thrusting inside your ass.
“Remus.” You hissed as he pulled back a bit. He feels his ears ringing when he thrust in again. Your ass is so tight, he grabs the arm handles from the chair. The wood groans under his grip as he tries to control himself.
“You’re so beautiful like this.” You look up and see him staring at you. His eyes are dark and you can see the moonlight from the window of his classroom light up his handsome scared face.
“You’re beautiful, my Moony.” Your voice is soft and he groans as you clench your ass around his cock.
Remus curses as he leans down to kiss you. He takes advantage of it and begins to thrust into you. The chair creaked as he quickened his pace. He drowns your moans in his mouth. He pulls away when he notices you began to go cross eyes, he feels your hand moving and he looks down to see you rubbing your clit as he fucks your ass.
“Oh, love.” He moans at the sight. There’s a smile on your face as you roll your eyes with the pleasure taking over you.
He sees your fingers going in and out of your pussy, using his cum to rub your clit. Remus feels he's about to cum, his balls are tightening up. Sweat is dripping down his back, the cardigan he wore is making him sweat more.
His pants, the crotch area is completely soaked with your juices. You are absolutely wet by his cock in your ass. Your tits are bouncing from the harsh thrusts.
He moans your name and you notice him biting his bottom lip, his brows are knitted together. His hair that was once brushed back is now flopping in front of his face. Remus wants to make you cum first.
“Keep rubbing that clit.” He tells you and you obey, quickly rubbing on your throbbing clit.
Remus removes one hand from the arm rest and grabs your throat. You squeal in the excitement as your eyes grow wide. He gives your neck a gentle squeeze as he grunts.
“Rem-re- I’m going to cum.” You cry out as you stop touching yourself and grab a hold on his arm. Your cunt is clenching around nothing when you hear him growl.
“Cum in my ass. Please. Please.” Remus moans when he feels you tremble when you cum. A high pitched moan filled the classroom as he pushed his cock to the hilt of your ass. You feel the cold metal of the buckle of his belt hit your clit and your mouth dropped open.
Remus groans as he fills your ass with his cum. You breathe heavily when he releases his hold from your neck. Your eyes are shut as you enjoy this feeling. The feeling of being fucked by your sweet werewolf professor.
He calls your name softly making you open your eyes and look up. He winces when he pulls out of you, he curses under his breath when he sees your hole gaping.
“My sweet girl.” He says as he leans down to kiss you again. Softly, he slips your tongue in your mouth as you cup his face. You rubbed your thumbs over the scars on his cheek as you kissed him.
Remus pulls away to breathe. He pushes the hair from your sweaty face. He smiles bright as he stares at you.
#harry potter fandom#remus lupin x reader#remus lupin#older man younger woman#remus lupin is hot#remus lupin smut#remus lupin x you#remus lupin x y/n
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the mitski brainrot is unavoidable. anyways this one’s based off ‘i’m your man’
#marauders#fanart#remus lupin#wolfstar#sirius black#mitski#mitski is life#the land is inhospitable and so are we#brainrot#angst#i’m your man#crying#sobbbing#i’m so mentally stable I promise#also I only ever studied oil painting so I went feral with textures#teehee#also my commissions are open#ok#that’s it#hope you enjoy#marauders fanart#hp#remus lupin headcannons#hp marauders#sad quotes#lyrics
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James after getting a fatal injury in Quidditch: I’ll be fine
James after catching a cold: Take me out to the garden one last time
#you cannot tell me he ain’t the most dramatic man out there#the marauders#james potter#lily evans#peter pettigrew#remus lupin#sirius black#regulus black#the marauders era#dead gay wizards
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