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mrsmikaelsxn · 2 years ago

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Safeword

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pairing: harry potter x female reader

warnings: smut, use of safeword, dom harry, rough sex, a sprinkle of jealousy, maybe possessiveness idk

summary: harry gets a little too rough and you have to use the safeword, harry feels super worried and guilty and gives you sweet aftercare - requested by @pklmngvb

a/n: IMPORTANT - i don't think i have mentioned this in my other oneshots but in all the oneshots with smut, the characters are aged up! the reader and character are above eighteen! anyway, thanks for the request, i hope you enjoy :)

song: you get me so high - the neighbourhood

You were straddled on Harry's lap as he kisses you roughly. He grips your waist and pulls you closer to him, if that was even possible. His tongue explores your mouth for what feels like the millionth time. Your hands play with his hair since you know he enjoys that.

Harry was angry today since no one believed him when he said the ministry was hiding things from everyone. He even saw a newspaper Ron showed him where he is called 'The Boy Who Lies'.

You two got to where you are now when he saw some guy trying to hit on you, although you were completely oblivious to this and just thought he was being nice. That was when he snapped.

Harry breaks the kiss and flips you both over, your clothes are already thrown on the floor and so are his. He brings his mouth back to yours before pulling back so his lips were brushing against yours. "Mm, who do you belong to, love?"

He trails his hand down your stomach and as you go to speak, he presses his thumb onto your clit. You let out a moan and he raises an eyebrow. "Hm, I couldn't quite understand that. Who do you belong to?"

"Y-you," you say breathlessly as he rubs his thumb in slow circles.

"Good girl," he kisses you. His teeth softly bite your bottom lip and pull on it. You continue to let out moans against his mouth as increases the pressure of his finger on you

His mouth leaves yours and goes down your jaw to your neck. He sucks and licks at the skin. Your hands tug a bit harder on his hair at the pleasure. Your back arches up a bit but he puts his hand on your stomach and pushes it down. "Keep your back down," he ordered. He grins against your neck and his teeth graze your skin, causing you to shiver.

His lips leave your neck and he kneels down. He licks his lips seeing how wet you are. "Is this all for me, sweetheart?"

"Mhm, all- for you," your head presses back against the pillow as he glides his hand up your thigh.

He slides a finger through your folds and then sucks on it. His eyes roll a bit at the taste. He looks up at you with lust filled eyes and his gets back up. He flips you over so you are on your stomach.

He bent an arm to snake under your stomach, and pushed up. You are now on the bed on your knees with him behind you. His hands then went down to the inside of your thighs.

He places his hands on your knees and spreads them apart. You blush, feeling very exposed to him. You feel yourself growing wetter as his fingers go back to your slit. "Harry," you whimper.

"What is it, darling?"

"Please, I need you," you say.

Instead of replying he takes away his finger and places a hand on your hip. You jolt a bit when you feel the hot head of his cock against your entrance.

Without any warning, he slammed into you roughly. You let out a loud moan and drop your head. He tightly grips your hip and his head falls back as he groans.

He picks of his pace and you start to feel uncomfortable. You shake your head and try to suck up the bit of pain. He reaches down to you and grabs your hair with one hand, pushing your face onto the pillow, not too hard.

Harry somehow goes harder than before and you feel your eyes water at the growing pain in your stomach. You bite your lip hard and all you can do at the second is whimper, which isn't heard by Harry because of the moans emitting from him. “Merlin” he groans, clenching his eyes shut.

“H-harry," you say. "St-stop," you grip the sheets.

He is too deep in pleasure to hear you quiet pleas. You start to cry against the pillow and you remember the safe word Harry came up with.

"Q-quidditch!"

Harry's movements halt and he looks down at you. He sees tears coming from your eyes and he quickly pulls out of you, gently flipping you over so you are on your back.

"Love? Love, are you alright?" Harry starts to panic as he watches you cry. His heart breaks watching your pained expression.

"M-my stomach, it hurts," you hold your stomach with your arms trying to stop the pain that is now slowly going away.

"I-I'm so sorry, darling. I didn't mean to. I-I was just-" Harry rambles on.

You shake your head and he frowns. "It's okay Harry," you whisper.

"It's not okay, sweetheart. I hurt you, and I'm sorry." He brings his face towards yours and starts to pepper your face with the gentlest kisses, as if you were going to break under his lips. "I" kiss "love" kiss "you" kiss "so" kiss "much," he leaves one last gently kiss on your lips.

"I love you, too," you look at him and brush some hairs from his forehead.

"Are you feeling any better?"

"Somewhat," you smile weakly at him. He goes and gets off the bed, heading towards the bathroom.

"I'll be right back, love. I'm just going to get you a warm bath ready," he tells you.

About two minutes later, he comes back and gently carries you to the bathtub. He softly places you into the tub and goes in, sitting behind you.

He starts to wash your body and hair as he whispers the sweetest words to you and continues to apologize while leaving light kisses on your shoulder.

After the bath is done, he carries you to the bed again and dries the both of you with a spell. He grabs a new pair of underwear that was in your drawer in his room, and grabs one of his shirts.

He helps you change into the clothes and he throws on some boxers and a shirt. Harry climbs into the bed where you were laying under the blanket. He goes under it too and wraps his arm around you to pull you into his chest.

He rubs a hand up and down your arm as your eyes flutter shut. "Goodnight, angel, I love you," he whispers against your hair and kisses your head.

"Night, Harry, I love you, too," you whisper back.

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slitherinky · 7 days ago

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A Shadow Between the Shelves

Setting: soft!Mattheo Riddle x fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, MDNI, fingering, oral sex (fem receiving), semi-public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pet names

Summary: Your library session takes an unexpected turn when the boy who’s been stealing your glances since day one catches your eye again. Curiosity leads you to him in a shadowy corner where he reveals a truth you never dared to imagine—he’s wanted you just as much. And how much he wanted you...

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Please be aware of the warnings before proceeding. If you are underage, sensitive to depictions of violence, or intense explicit content, it is do not to read further. This story is purely fictional and does not reflect or endorse such behavior in real life. Any attempt to replicate the actions described in this story in real life is strongly discouraged. Harry Potter and the Wizarding World is a trademark of J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros.

It was a chilly Friday evening at Hogwarts, the autumn air had an earthy scent of falling leaves. The Great Hall buzzed with the usual chatter of students enjoying dinner, their laughter and conversation mingling with the occasional hoot of an owl delivering mail. You sat at your houses table, your hands wrapped around a steaming cup of tea, trying to summon the energy to face another evening learning for your O.W.L.s. Your friends chattered beside you, their voices a comforting hum in the background.

You looked around. Across the room sat Mattheo Riddle surrounded by his usual group of girls admiring him. He was the center of attention. As always. But you couldn't blame them, he looked perfect. His dark hair fell in unruly waves across his forehead, his sharp jawline accentuated by a smirk that seemed permanently etched onto his face. You had never spoken to him directly, but imagined him with you a million times. His perfect, soft lips against yours and-

“Y/N, are you even listening?” your friend nudged you playfully, breaking your trance.

“Huh? Sorry, what?” you asked, snapping your attention back to the present.

“I said we’re heading to the library. Are you coming?”

“Yeah, sure,” you replied absentmindedly, your eyes drifting once more to him. Mattheo caught your gaze this time, his smirk deepening as he raised an eyebrow. Your cheeks burned, and you quickly looked away, hoping he hadn’t noticed.

But he had.

The walk to the library was brisk, the castle corridors echoing with the soft murmur of passing students and the occasional distant clatter of Peeves causing trouble. The flickering torchlight danced along the cold stone walls, casting long shadows as you and your friends made your way toward the towering double doors of the library.

Pushing them open, you were met with the familiar scent of parchment and the faint musk of aged wood. The library was quieter than usual, most students still lingering in the Great Hall or in their common rooms for the evening.

Your friends quickly claimed a table near the back, setting down their books and chattering softly about the topics they planned to review. You followed, dropping your bag onto the worn wooden surface and sinking into one of the chairs. The weight of your textbooks almost crushed you today and you sighed, resigning yourself to another evening of diagrams, definitions, and endless notes.

Yet, as you pulled out your wand to light the tip for better reading, you couldn’t shake the lingering sensation of being watched. A subtle, prickling awareness danced along the back of your neck. You tried to ignore it, brushing it off as exhaustion or the aftereffects of your earlier encounter in the Great Hall.

But as your fingers absently flipped through the pages of your Potions textbook, your eyes flickered upward, scanning the quiet aisles of bookshelves. There, leaning casually against one of the towering shelves near the Restricted Section, was Mattheo Riddle. His dark eyes gleamed with a knowing glint, and the shadow of that infamous smirk curved his lips.

You froze for a heartbeat, wondering if he’d followed you here—or if it was just an weird coincidence. Before you could decide, Mattheo tilted his head slightly, as if inviting you to figure it out for yourself. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he turned and disappeared between the rows of books, leaving you to wonder whether you should stay in your seat or follow where curiosity might lead.

Well, what could go wrong?

You decided to take a chance, and followed.

With a careful glance to be sure your friends were preoccupied, you set down your wand and quietly slipped from the table, following the path where Mattheo had vanished.

The soft glow of the library's enchanted lamps barely lit the shadowy aisles as you ventured deeper into the maze of bookshelves. The faint sound of Mattheo's steps against the floor guided you, steady and deliberate, until it stopped altogether. Your heartbeat quickened, a mix of apprehension and curiosity flooding your senses.

"Looking for something?" Mattheo’s voice drawled, low and smooth, cutting through the stillness like a blade. You turned sharply, your breath hitching as you found him leaning against one of the shelves, arms crossed over his chest. The dim light softened the sharp angles of his face, but the intensity in his dark eyes was anything but gentle.

“I, uh…” you stammered, trying to piece together an excuse, but words failed you. His smirk widened, and he straightened, closing the distance between you with a few casual steps.

"You’ve been watching me," he said, his voice teasing but laced with something darker, something that made your stomach flutter and knot at the same time. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed.”

Your cheeks burned, and you dropped your gaze to the floor. "I wasn’t—"

“Oh, you were," he interrupted, his tone light but his presence overpowering. He tilted your chin up with a single finger, forcing you to look him in the eyes. "And it’s cute."

His words sent a spark through you, a strange mix of embarrassment and thrill. “What do you want, Mattheo?”

He chuckled softly, the sound rich and full of something you couldn’t quite place. “What do I want?” he repeated, as if tasting the words. "You.”

The confession hung heavy in the air, stealing the breath from your lungs. Before you could process it, he added, his voice softer now, “I’ve always thought you were cute, you know. The way you try so hard to keep to yourself, like you’re invisible. But you’re not. At least, not to me.”

His words were unexpectedly tender, his gaze softening for a moment as he studied your face. A warmth spread through you, melting away some of the tension in your chest.

“You know, I really don't care about the other girls. They're too easy to get. You, on the other hand," he paused, his eyes drifting down, studying the curve of your neck and the dip of your collarbone. “You look at me like you want to be devoured by me. And that makes you very intriguing, Y/n."

The sound of your name in his mouth was a revelation. It rolled off his lips, smooth and velvety, the vowels deepening into a growl at the end.

"Why are you telling me this now?” you whispered.

Mattheo stepped closer, his scent—woodsy and faintly spiced—enveloping you. “Because I wanted to,” he said simply, his voice steady. “Because I think you needed to hear it.”

Your pulse thundered in your ears as his hand moved to brush a stray strand of hair from your face. The gesture was almost gentle, but his eyes darkened as they lingered on yours.

The softness in his expression hardened into something sharper, hungrier. His hand slid from your face to your back, pulling you against him in one swift motion. The sudden closeness left you breathless, and before you could protest or even think, his lips crashed onto yours.

It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t sweet. It was demanding, possessive, and sending shockwaves through your body. His hands gripped you firmly, one on your waist, the other threading through your hair as he deepened the kiss, leaving no room for hesitation.

Your mind spun, torn between shock and the undeniable heat of his touch. This is what you've been dreaming of. His lips moved against yours with an intensity that left you breathless, his presence overwhelming every sense. It was as if he wanted to consume you, to claim you entirely in that moment.

When he finally pulled back, his breathing was ragged, his dark eyes blazing as they locked onto yours. “You don’t know what you do to me, do you baby?” he murmured, his voice rough and tinged with something dangerous. His thumb brushed your swollen lower lip, his gaze following the movement with an almost predatory focus.

"Look at you—your cheeks flushed, your lips swollen, and fuck, I just know that you want me, don't you?”

He didn’t wait for a response. Instead, his hand tightened in your hair, yanking your head back as his mouth descended on your neck. A gasp tore from your throat, and before you knew it, you found yourself sitting on a small table pushed against one of the bookshelves. The wood dug into your thighs, but you barely registered the discomfort. You were too caught up in the sensations flooding your mind and body.

Mattheo’s teeth grazed your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. His lips and tongue danced along your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. You clutched at his shirt, your nails digging into the fabric as his lips traveled down to the juncture of your neck and shoulder.

“Oh god Mattheo,” you gasped, unable to hold back the moan that threatened to escape.

"Shhhhh quiet darling, or the others will hear you," Mattheo whispered against your skin. He smiled against your neck, and a shiver ran down your spine.

"And I know you’re just dying for my cock, aren't you, princess?”

“M-Mattheo, w-we shouldn’t,” you tried to protest, your voice breathless. But Mattheo didn’t let you finish. He pulled up your skirt, pushing it to your waist in one swift motion.

His free hand found the front of your underwear and, with a wicked smirk, he rubbed over your pussy. "Oh, my little angel, you're so wet for me," he purred, his eyes burning with lust as he looked into yours. "Fuck, I've wanted you since the day I saw you."

His hand pulled back, and he slipped his fingers into the top of your panties. You watched in disbelief as he licked his fingers clean, the sound making you even wetter for him. Then, before you knew it, his fingers were back against you, rubbing your clit in soft circles.

"Fuck, Mattheo," you moaned again, unable to help it this time.

He knelt down on one knee, his head now perfectly aligned with the height of the table. His other leg remained on the floor and his free arm held you tightly against him.

"Say it louder," he growled, his fingers moving faster, rubbing harder.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck—oh god!"

With a dark smirk, he pulled his fingers away. You yelped in surprise. He grinned at the expression, and then his head dipped below your waist.

"Oh fuck," you gasped as his tongue found your clit.

The pleasure was unlike anything you've ever felt. You gasped again as his tongue flicked over you again, your hands threading through his hair. You couldn't help it as you tugged on his hair, pressing his tongue against your clit as hard as you could.

But Mattheo was one step ahead of you. He pulled away, leaving you panting. "My little princess wants more, huh?"

"Oh fuck—please, please, Mattheo." Your voice cracked as you begged him for more.

Mattheo grinned up at you, his tongue licking his lips. "Say please again."

"Please," you gasped. And before you could say another word, his mouth was back on your clit, sucking and licking. His fingers found your entrance, and he shoved two inside of you.

“Oh god, oh god—oh fuck!" Your voice rose in pitch, and you clutched his hair again, pressing his mouth against you as hard as you could.

But before you could come, he pulled away again. He stood up and grinned at the look on your face. You looked down at him and noticed a large bulge had formed in his pants.

"Fuck, you look hot like that," he murmured, looking you up and down. "but you need to wait until I let you come."

Mattheo undid his belt and pulled at the button of his pants, undoing them with one quick move. His cock was hard and bigger than you expected, the tip already dripping with precum.

"I want to hear you say it," he said while he pulled his cock out, stroking it slowly. "Beg me to fuck you, princess."

"I—oh god—Mattheo—please fuck me—" you gasped out in a string of words, desperate to have him inside of you.

He smiled as he came closer to you, pushing your legs apart and placing himself between them. You held onto his shoulders as he shoved your underwear aside with the other arm. He teased the entrance of your pussy with his cock, making you squirm in his arms. He pressed a kiss to your ear, his hot breath making goosebumps rise up on your arms.

"You want my cock, don't you baby?" he asked under his heavy breath, and you nodded. "Then say it."

"Yes-" you gasped.

"Not like that, princess," he murmured. "I want to hear you beg me."

"Please—" you said again, the word slipping out in frustration. "Fuck me Mattheo—please, fuck me."

"That's my good girl." He growled as he shoved his cock into you, filling you completely. You cried out in surprise at the sudden stretch, and Mattheo paused for a second, giving you time to adjust. Then, he pulled out of you, and pushed back in with more force than before. His movements started slow, but soon became harder and faster.

He kissed your lips, and then your neck again, his teeth nipping at you every so often. The sensation of him inside you, his mouth on you, his hands on your skin, was almost too much to bear.

"Mmmm, god you're tight," He moaned, pushing his cock even further inside you. "You feel so fucking good, you know that princess?"

"Fuck Mattheo—" you cried out again, the orgasm starting to build. You tugged on his hair again, and he moaned against you.

"You're mine now," He whispers in your ear, as he started to increase the pace. "You're mine, and no one else’s—"

You felt his body tense against you, and his thrusts became faster and harder. His mouth pulled away from your neck and pressed against your ear again.

"God, you take my cock so well, do you?" he groaned out. "Yes, you’re a good girl—fuck—"

He trailed off, his thrusts becoming more and more erratic.

"Come for me, princess—" Mattheo growled, one of his hands reaching down to rub your clit. "Show me what you always wanted."

Your orgasm crashed through your body, almost as if it was waiting for him to say something to make it happen. You screamed out in pleasure as your body tightened and shuddered around his cock, the sensation of it throbbing inside of you too much to bear.

"Fuckkk—" he hissed as he pushed his cock as far into you as possible. You felt him shoot inside you, his hot cum filling your insides.

He stayed like that for a minute, his cock pulsating inside of you, as if savoring the moment. Finally, he pulled out, leaving you feeling empty and exposed.

"You’re fucking amazing. You know that, right?" he said as he fixed his clothes. You watched in awe as he buttoned up his pants and pulled his belt around him. You had never seen anything so sexy in your life.

You said nothing, unsure how to answer. He smirked and then pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, helping you dress yourself back up.

“Do you think sombody heard us?" You asked, suddenly worried.

"Maybe." He paused and then cupped your face, his smile softening into something softer. "But maybe I surrounded us with a quietness spell."

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shbilyd · 4 months ago

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wrote a little smutshot bc i CANNOT continue writing this chapter :(

go check it out!

EXPLICIT CONTENT!!!

#james potter #regulus black #jegulus #mauraders #fanfic #harry potter #james x regulus #smut #jegulus smut #trans regulus #ao3

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pomegranateshrimp · 1 year ago

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hii! Im new to Tumblr and writing and I figured I would do a little about me, although it’s more about what I’m willing to write for and fandoms I’m interested in :p

Fandoms:

note: some of these I might have outgrew, or not be too knowledgeable on them, but I still like them nonetheless!! also my favorite characters I added are in here as well :)🤍

Big Mouth- Lena, Judd birch, Maury

Criminal Minds- Spencer, Hotch, Elle

Breaking bad- Saul, Jesse, Jane

Breakfast Club- Brian, Claire

YOU- Love, Joe

DC- nightwing, catwoman, harley, scarecrow, Batman

Spider-Man- SPIDER NOIRE!!! SPOT!! Miles and Gwen

Top gun- goose, maverick

Harry Potter- Draco, Luna

House MD- Greg, Wilson

Slashers (more of a genre than a fandom)- JD (heathers), Tiffany valentine, GHOSTFACE

Muppets (I don’t mean writing for this one like no x reader stuff obviously I just want the world to know that I LOVE the muppets, they’re my favorite thing ever)- ZOOT, gonzo, Janice

Lorax- Onceler 😞

Danganronpa

Many more

Chances are I’ll write for other characters in the show, those are just my favs!! Also don’t be afraid to ask for other fandoms! There’s a good chance ik it but I apologize in advance if I don’t.

Allowed:

Headcanons

Fluff

Angst (I want to clarify I am NOT good at writing angst, at all, but I will try my best 🫶)

Etc (I can’t think of any more rn but I’ll probably do it)

Also, I usually do x readers but I’m willing to do ships depending on if I know it or agree 💀

NOT Allowed:

Smut (LET ME JUST SAY, yes, I have written smut requests in the past and I’m still open to writing it sort of? but I feel a lot of pressure when writing Smutshots and I feel like they’re just NOT good at all. Like how are you guys making it last 28282738 pages?!? So rn no requests unless ur okay with it being short and bad and probably taking a few days 😭)

Pedophilia

Age play

Insensitivity towards ANYONE

Bestiality

Really anything that’s illegal

Incest (I am not writing step-sibling stuff either, sry)

Omegaverse (nothing against this one I just have no interest in writing it and don’t like it/can’t write it)

Horror/Gore/anything that needs a TW, SOME yandere stuff, the romanticization of abuse (I don’t feel comfortable writing it)

Etc (if you have to think HARD before sending, don’t.)

That’s basically it! I hope this wasn’t too long or hard to understand or anything 😅

Also

I will be posting other things on my blog that may not be 100% writing all the time, and in terms of like “schedule” it’s rly whenever I’m feeling motivated, sry :(🤍 pls bear with me as I try to figure out this app as well lol

Ty for reading !!

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ghoshtly · 2 years ago

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pairing : Fred Weasley X Fem!Reader

warnings :

dom sex

fingering

praising kink

A/N : first writing here on tumblr! i hope you guys enjoy!

(Y/N - you - and Fred Weasley are definitely NOT friends, but you seem to get along when you see your dates kissing each other.)

P/N had left you tonight. Again. And you have no idea where they went and why they didn’t inform you about their whereabouts. Glancing around the decorated Great Hall, you watched the couples dance and the sweaty horny teens grind up against each other with the last of the sanity they have.

Your eyes fell upon Fred Weasley, drinking the (definitely spiked) punch in the corner, looking like a creep. He looked lonely, but you could care less. Walking towards the food table, getting ready to eat so much food you couldn’t stand, you glance over at the sight of P/N’s dress/suit flashing into the hall. You instantly began making your way over, and turnt the corner you saw them go around.

You saw them, with a girl. All pressed up against the wall kissing on each other. You would’ve gagged if it weren’t for the hand that grabbed your waist and pulled you into an empty classroom.

“What the fuck?” You whisper-shout, flipping around to be face to face (literally) with Fred. Your noses bumped at the speed you turnt and the impact made you both groan in pain.

“You were going to get caught.” Fred told you, hissing in pain shortly after. “Well, thank you, Fred the Great, but I don’t need your help to spy on my partner.” You narrowed your eyes at him, letting go of your nose.

“My date was out there as well, kissing your girl/boyfriend you’re supposed to be watching.” He hissed.

“Oh, so you’re blaming this on me, now? So now i’m the bad guy because your girl wants to rub all up on my girl/boyfriend? You’re no good.” You rolled your eyes, peeking outside of the door to see both of your dates gone.

“They’re gone.” You spoke up, turning back to Fred who just blinked and walked out. You rolled your eyes, following after him.

After a while, you got used to the “silence” even though the music was booming through the halls.

Suddenly, Fred took a halt in front of you. You stopped too, looking up at him and then looking to where his eyes were pointed to. They were there, and Fred backed you both up behind the wall.

It wasn’t on time though, because your now ex looked up. “Who’s there?” They called out. You flinched from their booming voice and unintentionally hid behind Fred, just in case they saw you.

“I heard you! I said, whose there?!” They yelled again, this time with much more force than last time. You looked for an escape. Any escape. and lucky, you found one. You pulled Fred by the arm and quietly but quickly opened the door and pulled you both in.

It was cramped, but it would have to do for the situation that was given. Your breathing was heavy and your breaths shuddered everytime you inhaled.

You looked around, suddenly becoming aware of the close proximity of you and Fred. You backed as much as you could. “Sorry.” You whispered, surprisingly nonchalantly.

He just nodded, pressing his ear to the door. You stood, your back against the wall that didn’t do anything, since there was a bucket preventing your feet from moving back.

Fred took his ear from the door and looked back at you. He thought you looked fragile. The way your chest rose and fell rapidly as if you were getting chased by a dementor.

“Hey,hey. Y/N it’s alright, they’re gone.” He placed an arm on yours, and you almost had shivered at the light touch. You just stared, your eyebrows gently furrowed and flyaways laying in front of your eyes.

That’s when it all came out.

One thing you shouldn’t do to Y/N, especially if she’s at a vulnerable state, is try to comfort her. Especially if you’re Fred Weasley.

You hadn’t thought before you kissed him, you just knew you did it in the ‘heat of the moment’.

You pulled him close to you. So close you could feel his heartbeat against your own. And you went weak when he kissed you back, melting slowly into the kiss.

His lips seemingly struggled to keep up with the desperate pace of your own, so you slowed down gradually for him to keep up. For a while, you thought your mind had shifted to another realm.

That was before he parted for a breath. You realized you needed one, as well, and stumbled away from him. “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. It was the heat of the moment, I swear-” You rambled on with your excuses until he decided to shut you up and place a hand over your mouth.

“Don’t worry about it.” He assures, grabbing you by your waist to move back to the close proximity you were previously in. “Can we go somewhere more spacious? I feel cramped in here.” You muttered, kicking the bucket beside your foot.

“Of course.” He said in your ear, leading you both out of the broom closet and up the stairs into the gryffindor common room.

You were partially glad no one was there, therefore you could just slip up to the boys dorm without question. Getting to the shared dorm, you shut and locked the door behind you both, pulling him down to kiss you again.

He pulled you close and gripped your arse, making you whine against his mouth. “I know we’re going really fast but I need you.” You whined against his lips, breaking the kiss.

He hummed, his hands trailing back up to your waist, unexpectedly pulling you upwards. You yelped in surprise, but didn’t complain as you were gently placed on the bed.

Fred rested in between your legs, kissing down your jaw to your neck, unclothing you as he was doing that. He kept peeking up for consent but you were trying to let him know to keep going without having to speak.

after he got you fully undressed, he pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You tried to sit back up to make it longer, but he pushed you back down. “Are you sure?” He whispered in your ear, sending warm shivers down the side of your neck.

“Yes. Yes 100 times yes.” You desperately begged, opening your eyes to look at him. He smirked, but obeyed anyways. His warm lips trailed down your bare stomach, leaving you to squirm at the teasing. You grabbed his hair and ran your fingers through, wanting him to hurry up.

He kissed your legs up and down, before finally placing his mouth on your swollen clit. Your back immediately arched and your hands fisted at his ginger hair. Your hips began to grind for more friction, begging for him to do something to get rid of the ache in your stomach.

His fingers added, curling in and out of you. You became a moaning mess, and you couldn’t stay still. You wouldn’t stop squirming from the pleasure, so Fred held your hips down with his free hand, looking at you through his eyelashes.

Your top teeth raked at your bottom lip, your eyes shut tightly, and he admired the sight in front of him.

Lifting himself, you sighed (not in relief) and your chest was heaving. Your eyes opened and you looked at him as he got undressed like your eyes haven’t already unclothed him many times.

“You’re doing so good for me, lovely.” He whispered, stroking the left side of your face as he climbed back in between your legs. You felt him enter slowly, so slow you could’ve swore a turtle could move faster.

“Please go faster.” You breathed in barely a whisper. Fred obliged, thrusting his hips to collide with your own. A moan immediately ripped through your throat and your nails clawed at Fred’s back.

“Oh, fuck.” You whined, louder than intentioned. “You feel so fucking good.” He moaned, sucking his markings onto your neck.

You enjoyed the position and moved your hips for more pleasure. It obviously worked, when Fred let out a more pitched moan than usual. And you certainly enjoyed that.

You repeated the movements, and Fred couldn’t compose himself. He sounded like he wasn’t even dominant in the first place, and you took that advantage.

“K-Keep going.” He whispered, another moan escaping right after that. “You like that, don’t you?” You chuckled, combing your fingers through his hair.

You began to feel a knot form in your stomach, and you began to pant again. You could hear your heartbeat and you knew you were close. And so was Fred, by the way the breath from his nose was quick and fast, and his hands gently but greedily ran across your back.

His moans just got even more pitched and louder than they were before, and you both were about to reach the climax. Your back arched and your hips worked.

“Right there.” He whimpered, afterwards moaning louder than he ever had. He had came, and you came shortly after. The warmth of your climax and of his filling you up made you feel immensely warm.

Your back pressed back against the bed as you let yourself down, exhaling a heavy breath as you felt the liquid dripping out of you.

That was amazing.

#fred weasley #fred weasly x reader #praise #harry potter imagine #fred wealsey fic #harry potter fandom #fred weasley smut #harry potter smut #smutshot #smut story #oneshot

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inlovewithmoony · 3 years ago

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professor!remus x innocent!reader

pairing: remus lupin x fem!reader

summary: y/n feels weird when she’s around remus so she decides to tell him about it to see if anything’s wrong with her

warnings: innocence kink, slight corruption kink, reader is of age, teacher x student, oral (f recieving), fingering, petnames (darling), everything is consensual

You took a deep breath, hand resting on the handle of the door as you prepared yourself to enter the room. Unsure as to why you were so nervous, you took a moment to compose yourself before pushing open the door. The smell of old books and chocolate hit your nose when you stepped into the room, making you smile slightly. Professor Lupin was sat at his desk, an open book in one hand and a glass of Firewhisky in the other. Just seeing him sat there made those feelings come back to you again, you pressed your thighs together as warmth filled your lower stomach. He looked up from his book when he heard you enter, knocking back the rest of his drink before shooting you a small grin, "Ah, Y/N, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Hello, Professor," you spoke shyly as you made your way towards his desk, setting yourself down on a seat next to it, "I was just wondering if you could help me with something," He nodded slowly, placing his book down on the dark oak in front of him and leaning back in his seat— his attention now fixed on you. You shuffled slightly in your seat as your cheeks flushed, biting on your lip when you thought about what you were going to say. "Well, g'won then darling, don't be shy,"

"I've been feeling things," you started, "When I'm around you," Lupin raised his eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. He leant forward in his seat, his face inches from yours, "What type of things?" he asked, his eyes roaming over your body. The closeness made the feelings in your lower stomach increase, slick building up in your panties. "I get these, like, tingles? And I feel really warm all over," you replied meekly, the blush on your cheeks getting more intense. He chuckled, hand coming to rest on your cheek, "And where on your body do you feel these tingles? Can you show me, darling?"

Your slightly trembling hand came to rest on your lower stomach, just inches above your dripping heat, "H-here," you breathed out, sliding your hand down a but further to hover just over your pubic bone, "And here," The Professor removed his hand from your face, leaning back once again in his seat and looking at you with pure lust. "What do you do when you feel it?" he asked, the smirk still on his lips.

You looked at him with slight confusion, "I just wait until it goes away," you replied, the sight of him looking you up and down making the heat inside you grow even more intense, "Are you supposed to do something to help it?" He let out a low groan at your words, his trousers tightening when he realised just how pure and innocent you were— I mean, you hadn't even touched yourself before. It shocked him, honestly, how somebody at the age of 19 had never explored their body before; but he just came to the conclusion that you were extremely sheltered.

"Do you want me to show you how to get rid of them, darling?" He asked, getting out of his seat and crouching down to be eye-level with you. You let out a quite whimper, biting your lip and nodding your head slowly. Lupin moved his hand to hold your chin, tilting you head to look into his eyes, "I need words, dear,"

"Yes, Professor," your words were quiet, "Please show me," As soon as the words left your mouth, Lupin slammed his lips against yours. You kissed back immediately, your hands coming up to tangle in his hair as you both made out passionately. When his hands found their way slowly moving up your skirt, he pulled away from the kiss, "If at anytime you want me to stop, just tell me, okay?" he said softly, his thumbs drawing circles on your upper thighs.

You hummed at the touch, nodding your head, "It's okay," Lupin shot you a smirk before moving his fingers to now play with the waistband of your panties, rubbing the thin material between his index and thumb. You bit you lip and slightly leant into his touch, silently begging for more. The professor understood this and moved his fingers to pull your underwear down, helping you slide them off and discarding them somewhere on his office floor. Without needing Lupin to ask you, you opened your legs-- giving him a perfect view of your aching cunt.

"Such a pretty little pussy," Lupin mumbled as he placed gentle kisses up your thigh, the soft bristle of his facial hair against your skin adding to the slick in between your legs. When he made it up to your core, he looked up at you; silently asking for your consent to do anything. You shot him a soft smile and a nod, "Please, Professor," you muttered. After hearing your words, Lupin shot you a smirk before wrapping his lips around your clit-- earning himself a soft moan. You bucked your hips up into his mouth as he began to run his tongue over that delicate spot, an unfamiliar heat rising in your lower stomach.

He brought his hand up to your core, positioning two fingers at your entrance, "Gonna make you feel good," he muttered against your cunt, the small vibrations adding to the pleasure. Biting your lip, you nodded and gasped when you felt his fingers push inside you, the stretch slightly painful as you had never experienced anything like if before. As quick as the pain had come, it quickly faded into overwhelming pleasure as the tips of his fingers grazed over a specific bundle of nerves. Letting out a needy whine, you slowly started to grind your hips on his face-- the heat in your lower stomach bubbling, "Professor- gods, tummy feels weird-" you babbled, bringing one of your hands to rest over your stomach.

Lupin sped up his pace, adding another finger to your tight cunt, "C'mon, darling, cum for me," he hummed, taking your sensitive clit in between his lips and sucking gently. As soon as the words left his mouth, the chain in your lower stomach snapped and wave of pleasure splashed over you-- your vision flashing white for a second as your limbs started to shake. "Oh Merlin, so good Professor," you mumbled, hands tangled in his brunette locks as you came down from your high. He pulled away from you, looking up at you with a small grin and your juices covering his chin and around his mouth.

"Call me Remus, love," he spoke, standing up and leaning in to kiss you. You kissed back, smiling into his mouth when he fixed your skirt back in place. When you pulled away from the kiss, he handed you your panties, "Next time you feel those tingles, tell me darling, okay?"

#remus lupin #fanfic #harry potter #professor lupin #hp smut #moony #professor remus lupin #remus x reader #professor lupin x reader #remus lupin smut #smutshots #x reader #professor lupin smut

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rayrantsaboutrandomrubbish · 2 years ago

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if i where to write smut for a character, which character should it be for?

#smut #masterlist #marvel smut #harry potter smut #maraduers #maraduers smut #smut writing #smutshots #writers block #rayrantsaboutrandomrubbish #pls help me tho i need a character and promt #writing promts

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ao3feed-dramione · 4 years ago

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Voyeur

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3hvyki6

by mayghaen17

In the dead of night, Draco sees something he shouldn't. Something he should have looked away from. Instead, it draws him in like a moth to a flame. And when Granger catches him red-handed, her reaction isn't at all what he expected.

Words: 4266, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy

Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy

Additional Tags: Hogwarts Eighth Year, dramione - Freeform, Post-War, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Accidental Voyeurism, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Explicit Sexual Content, Oral Sex, Masturbation, Public Masturbation, smutshot, Hoemione

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3hvyki6

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #dramione #draco x hermione #dramione fanfic

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ao3feed-snape · 3 years ago

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# Harry Potter SmutShots

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/RkQ6LHn

by zomb1ef4ngz

Hello! just some harry potter smutshots!! feel free to request! template on the first page!! :-)

Words: 132, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter Characters, Voldemort (Harry Potter), Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley, Sirius Black, James Potter, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Severus Snape

Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Hermione Granger/Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, Sirius Black/Severus Snape, Neville Longbottom/Harry Potter, Sirius Black/James Potter

Additional Tags: Smut, Shameless Smut, Praise Kink, Size Kink, Blood Kink, Gay Sex, harry and draco a lot, Car Sex, Rope Bondage, Pet Names, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Rough Kissing, Choking, Porn With Plot

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/RkQ6LHn

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape #Snape #Professor Snape #SS

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inlovewithmoony · 3 years ago

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MINE || remus lupin x fem!reader

pairing: remus lupin x reader

warnings: very smutty, kinda mean remus, jealousy, punishment, knife play, established d/s relationship, everything is consensual

summary: remus sees you flirting with sirius and pulls you into a spare room to punish you, carving his initials on your thigh so people know you’re his

You smiled as Sirius entered the living area, sitting himself down beside you. You were currently sat on your boyfriend’s lap, but you moved your legs to lay over the other man’s legs- causing a slight stir of jealousy in Remus. You knew this, of course, he was very possesive and you loved that about him. Deciding to play with him, you moved yourself so you were no longer sat on the brunette’s lap; but instead inbetween the two men- your legs still draped over Sirius’.

“Hiya, pads,” you said, twirling a piece of your hair with your finger as you looked at him with doe eyes, “How you doin’?”

Remus shot you a glare and you could feel it burning into the back of your head, making you smirk at his jealousy. You hadn’t even started flirting yet.

“I’m alright,” Sirius replied, raising an eyebrow slightly at your behaviour, “You?”

“Oh I’m fine, abit bored, though,” You fake sighed, shuffling slightly in your seat, “Maybe we could go do something together- just us,”

“Watch it,” Remus grunted, shooting Sirius a harsh look. Sirius chuckled, grabbing a cigarette from his packet and placing it inbetween his lips before lighting it. “Calm down, moony, just a bit of harmless fun,”

“Hm, but I gotta say,” you spoke before Remus could, moving your legs from Sirius’ lap and sitting up so you were inches from his face, “I know something much better than could be between your lips,”

That was the last straw for Remus, who growled and stood up- grabbing your wrist harshly and almost dragging you towards the door. You whimpered at his rough touch, keeping up with his pace as he strode towards a spare room- his grip on your wrist tight enough to leave a bruise. He almost kicked the door down, throwing you onto the bed. You let out a small hmph as you made contact with the mattress, wetness pooling in your panties when you saw the mix of jealousy, anger and lust in Remus’ eyes.

“What the actual fuck-“ He grabbed your jaw, forcing you to make eye contact with him. His once amber eyes now dark with lust, “Do you think you’re playing at, slut?”

“M’sorry, Rem-“

“Who?“

“Sir,” You gulped, thighs pressing together as you thought about what was going to happen, “Just teasin’ you,”

“I don’t care you if you were just teasing, you belong to me,” He pressed down on you’re chest, pinning you to the bed as he hovered over you, “You’re mine,”

Remus growled the last sentence as he pushed your legs open, reaching a hand up your skirt and cupping your heat; his palm pressing onto your clit harshly. “Did he make you this wet, huh?”

You shook your head frantically, “No, sir, it’s you-“

“Don’t lie to me,” he pressed his palm into you harder, making you squeal slightly.

“Ah~ Sorry, sir,” you gasped at the presssure. His other hand reached into his pocket, pulling out a small pocket knife. Chuckling at the fear in your eyes, he tapped the cold blade against your thigh- making you let out a whimper.

He rubbed circles on your clit as he applied a small amount of pressure onto the blade but not enough to break the skin, “Maybe this will make you realise that-“ He broke the skin, slicing a small line down your thigh making you cry out in slight pain, “You’re mine,”

The pain of the cut mixed together perfectly with the pleasure of him rubbing circles on your clit at a high pace. You were close, but you didn’t dare release yet; knowing it’d just make the punishment so much worse. Your thighs started to shake and Remus removed his hand, knowing you were about to reach your high. You let out a noise of frustration, your eyes widening when you realised what you did.

“What was that?” He snapped, the knife pressin into your skin next to the other cut. He curved it slightly, turning the wound into the perfect shape of an R.

“M’sorry sir,” You spoke, the pain much worse now you didn’t have the pleasure to override it. It was almost unbearable, the wound leaking red- spilling down your thigh and onto the bed. “You will be when I’m done with you,”

He did the last letter in one swift motion, carving an L right next to the R. It wasn’t that bad this time, since it was quick, but the wound still bled like the other; red staining the bedsheets below you. Remus leaned back slightly, rubbing his thumb over the fresh cuts, “Now everybody will know you belong to me, puppy,” he growled, pressing down slightly on the wound.

You cried out in pain, tears whelling in your eyes as he applied more pressure to the wound, “Sir, please, hurts-“

He removed his hand, not wanting to hurt you too much, but he wasn’t done with you yet. Not wasting any time, he freed his erection from his pants. It sprung up, hitting his stomach with a soft slap and you couldn’t help but grow even wetter at the sight of it.

Remus had fucked you many times in the years you’ve been together but no matter how many times you saw his cock, you could never get over how big it was. At least 9 inches. “Sir, please~” you mewled, pushing your hips down to get closer to him. He tutted, slapping your thigh, “Are you that needy you can’t even use your words, huh?”

“Please, fuck me,” As soon as you said it, Remus slammed into you. You let out a loud moan, wrapping your arms around his neck as he set a hard and fast pace- hitting your spot with every thrust. You saw stars.

“So fucking tight, bunny~” he moaned in your ear, “No matter how many- fuck- times I absolutely ruin you, you’re still so tight for me,”

You could have cum with just his words, they went straight to your core- making you even wetter for him. He mercilessly railed you, his hands gripping onto your hips firmly to keep you from squirming around with how good it felt. One hand left your waist, moving one of your legs so it was placed on his shoulder- allowing him more access to the deepest parts of you.

“Mm, gonna cum, sir~” you mewled, feeling your orgasm approaching, “Can I?”

“Soon, bunny,” Remus groaned in response, his own thrusts starting to get sloppy. He leant over to suck at your neck, leaving behind dark marks, “You look so pretty when you’re marked by me, darling,”

“Fuck~ thank you, sir,”

“You can cum now, baby,” Remus finally gave you permission, reaching his own high at the same time. You almost screamed when you came, hands gripping onto the bedsheets for support as you unraveled around him. He painted the inside of you with his cum, smirking when he pulled out; the sight of it dripping out of you making him strangely proud.

“You did so well, bunny,” he muttered, moving your hair from out of your face before placing a kiss on your lips, “Now lets get you all cleaned up and attend to that wound, hm?”

#remus lupin #moony #golden trio era #harry potter smut #remus lupin smut #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x reader smut #smutshots #hp smut #hp smutshots #remus x reader #AAAAAA #me and who?

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