#poly marauders smut

[consciouscarrot]

day 31 - foursome [r.lupin, s.black, j.potter]

poly!marauders x fem!reader

content warnings; fucking filth, barty slander (sorry), bit cringe on the werewolf mentions (sorry again), very unrealistic smut, public vaginal fingering (r receiving), male oral (remus and sirius receiving), bondage with a belt (r receiving), female oral (r receiving), p in v sex, creampies, multiple orgasms, squirting, anal fingering (sirius receiving), lots of pet names (as usual), implied subspace, one mention of drool/dribble, a bit of sirius x remus focused :))

notes; last fic for my first (and hopefully not last) kinktober. only remus for a while, then the boys join later- not much james in this one i’m afraid. longest fic to date by a landslide eek MDNI

kinktober/flufftober masterlist

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professor binns was rabbiting on about something you really didn’t care to listen to, more than happy to just copy remus’ notes later on.

you were sat together at the back of the classroom, trying not to doze off at the monotone voice echoing throughout the room. remus’ hand sat steady on your thigh, where it had been practically glued for the past couple days, the full moon rapidly approaching.

he was always more possessive around this time, wanting no one but the boys to as much as look at you, and even then they were on thin ice. it almost always ended up with you spread eagle beneath him, his thick cock pounding into you, impossibly high stamina causing you to be practically immobile by the time he’s satiated.

clenching your thighs together, you snapped out of your lustful daydreams, looking around to make sure no one noticed, when you spotted barty crouch jr staring at you, insufferable smirk on his face as he looked you up and down, eyes very obviously lingering on your tits.

you shifted, trying to turn away from barty’s leering when you felt remus’ scarred hand slide further up your thigh, edging awfully close to the hem of your skirt, his fingers tightening against your flesh in a near bruising grip.

looking at up at him, you saw his gaze locked on barty, eyes narrowed and barely containing the possessive growl you knew his wolf wanted to let out.

“remmy?” you inhaled sharply when his fingers slipped underneath your skirt, teasing along the gusset of your cotton underwear in slow, barely there touches, just enough to get slick to pool out of your cunt, desire creeping up your spine, leaving you near breathless with want, despite the perverted audience.

you bit your lip, trying to keep your expression neutral as you whimpered his name again quietly, looking over to find barty still staring, though his jaw had dropped slightly, focus much lower than it had been before.

“can you keep quiet for me, angel? need to teach junior a lesson,” he said, not bothering to spare you a glance as he pulled your now damp underwear to the side, smirking at the little gasp you let out when the cold air hit your bare cunt.

“mine,” he growled quietly, only loud enough for you to hear, never taking his eyes off barty for a second. you were grateful that remus’ hand covered you, not that he would ever let anyone but the boys see your body.

his fingers slid along your slit, collecting the slippery slick as he pulled your leg atop of his. his digits finally entered your heat, and you grasped desperately at his wrist with both hands, simultaneously wanting him to stop and keep going as he pumped in and out of you, tendons flexing beneath your fingertips.

struggling to maintain your composure, you buried your face into remus’ arm, praying that he’d be merciful and cast a silencing spell. blood pooled into your mouth as your teeth broke through your lip, thin skin splitting painfully as your hips bucked into his touch, high building quicker than usual.

“i want you to look at junior when you cum, if you look away even for a moment, i won’t let you cum. do you understand?” he was finally looking at you when you peeled your face from his arm, all teary eyes and flushed as you nodded, mumbling a quiet ‘i understand’ when he gave you a look.

you met barty’s wide eyes, not failing to notice how the front of his trousers has tented up, body tense as he watched your face crumple as you came, head tipping forward slightly at the sporadic pulsing of your cunt.

you collapsed back into remus’ side as you calmed down, eyes fluttering shut so you were unable to see how after remus pulled his cum coated fingers out of your underwear, he licked them clean, skin glistening with slick and saliva.

you nearly jumped when everyone stood up, panicking that they’d all caught on to the depraved act you’d just committed, only relaxing when remus rubbed your arm, telling you that class was over.

quickly fixing your underwear, he helped you up, your legs trembling from the effort so soon after cumming. you could only stand there helplessly as he packed away your stuff, throwing both your bags over his shoulder as you watched him in a daze.

you could barely think as remus half held you up as you started the walk back to the boy’s dorm, you clinging to his shirt as you tried your best to hurry after him.

you squealed when he shoved the two of you into an alcove, casting a wandless silencing spell before pressing you against the cold, brick wall and kissing you. you moaned into it, his saliva soothing your bloodied lip as he devoured you, tongue sliding against yours.

already feeling needy again, you wiggled against him, willing him to understand what you wanted, melting as his lips trailed over your neck, sucking plum bruises into the flesh, his sharp teeth nipping at the tender skin.

“oh- remmy, please,”

“shh, i know,” he said as he pulled away, undoing his belt, “need to feel your mouth on me, baby.”

you nodded mindlessly, his fingers pressing down on your shoulders until you dropped to your knees, placing your hands on your thighs obediently as you waited for his further instruction, watching with eager eyes as he pulled out his throbbing cock, tip red with arousal, a small glob of pre dribbling down his slit.

he fisted at your hair, clasping it into a makeshift ponytail before using it to guide you closer, hips jumping in suspense. leaning forward, your tongue swirled around his tip, the salty taste of his pre exploding on your tongue, making you whimper. he groaned low at the vibrations, muttering sweet yet filthy praises as his head tilted back against the stone.

dark eyes bored into yours as you took him down your throat, never looking away from eachother, even as you choked around him and tears ran down your face, cooling your heated cheeks.

“oh fuck- gonna come in that pretty mouth of yours- so close- so- oh,” his hips stilled, cum spilling onto your tongue with a drawn out moan, fingers digging into your scalp.

he nearly came again when he opened his eyes, the sight of you sat so prettily before him, tongue sticking out to show him the way his pearly cum coated the pink muscle, smiling softly with dilated pupils and oh so eager to please him.

“shit- good girl, you can swallow now,”

you nearly beamed at that, swallowing happily as he pulled you up into his arms, pressed your bodies together to kiss you again, the taste of himself on your tongue making his dick twitch as he put it away.

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you barely made it back to the dorm, having to stop every so often to exchange sloppy kisses and dry hump eachother, just to ease the tension until the need to feel each other’s bodies was satiated for a moment.

he opened the door for you, finding the room empty, and you realised that james and sirius were most likely going to be late back as they’d be coming from quidditch practice.

you turned to remus, finding him watching you, back leant against the door.

“strip and get on the bed,” he said, leaving you no room for arguments as he rolled up his shirt sleeves.

you walked over to his bed, ripping off items of clothing as you move, before crawling up to kneel again, waiting patiently for him.

he spent a few minutes just watching you, observing your every tic, the way you breathed heavily, mouth slightly parted and cheeks rosy, the way your breath hitched when he began to walk over to you, loosening his tie and undoing his belt again, wrapping it around his rough palm.

his free hand cupped your face, thumb gliding over your glossy lips as he smiled at you, pressing the digit into your mouth, humming at the way you suckled at it, lids fluttering in pure bliss.

"what's your safe word, sweetheart?" he pulled his thumb out with a wet pop, smearing your spit back over your lips as you mumbled against him.

"yellow for slow, red for stop,"

"good girl, now lie back for me,"

once you were flat against the bed, he flipped you over, pulling your hands behind your back to tie your wrists together with his belt, tight enough to make it hurt just enough for your mind to go fully spacey.

satisfied with the bonds, he gripped your hips, tugging them up so that you were on display for him, cunt exposed and face pressed into the sheets, facing the closed door.

slick had poured down your thighs, smearing across your skin from all the dry humping and walking. he kneeled down on the bed before gently blowing air onto your puffy cunt, chuckling when you pushed back on the feeling, desperate for any kind of stimulation.

giving you no warning, he shoved his face into the mess between your thighs, eating you out from behind. you cried out, unable but needing to grip at his hair and pull him into you. he lapped at your arousal before drawing your clit into his mouth, sucking harshly at the sensitive nub, holding you down as you writhed and kneading at whatever skin he could reach.

you were a mess of constant whimpers, your high building up quicker than you could cope with. but, just as you were about to fall apart, he pulled away, your orgasm falling just right outside your reach.

“no, no please-, i was good! no-,”

remus watching your cunt clench around nothing, even more slick dribbling out, although now it had turned thicker and opaque, just how he liked it.

“you’re creaming f’me already, baby? i don’t even have to try and your cunts all messy,”

tears streamed down your face and you begged him to make you cum, begged him to make you feel good, making desperate promises to do anything he wanted, anything at all.

“shh, it’s okay, need to feel you cumming round my cock, ‘kay?”

you nodded, just happy that you were getting what you wanted.

he pulled his cock out again, still damp with your saliva as he rubbed his tip against your puffy cunt before pushing in. you always took him so well, tight walls hugging him like a glove, pulsing to accommodate his length, cunt almost as eager to please as you were.

you mewled as he started fucking you, one of his feet up by your head for leverage, pounding into your sloppy hole. you were so close already, only needing a few thrusts to tip over the edge, your thighs trembling and fingers trying to grasp at anything behind you.

you screamed when he didn’t stop, gushing around his cock as you’re immediately sent into another orgasm, his fingers swirling on your oversensitive pearl. you tried to squirm away, mouth open in a silent scream as you panicked at the overstimulation.

he hushed you, groaning at the way you clenched down on him before he pressed his weight onto you, cementing you to the mattress and biting into your shoulder to keep you grounded.

you were both getting close again, eyes rolling back, his fingers slid up your back to the base of your scalp, gripping at your hair, pain and pleasure swirling together as you came again, squirting so forcefully that his cock was forced out of you.

“this pretty cunt is mine,” he growled, pushing back in just in time to coat your walls in his cum, walls fluttering around him at the noises that came from remus’ mouth.

you sighed, beginning to relax now that you thought you were getting a break, thinking he was going to stop and pull out any second.

you started sobbing when reality hit you, his hips never slowing. you were so overwhelmed and feeling almost too good, his tip hitting your g spot perfectly on every thrust, clouding your head in a fog so thick that you wouldn’t be able to get out of it on your own, completely gone under his touch.

“i know, i know, bunny. doing so well, that’s it, sweet thing,”

you’re a complete mess beneath him, shaking violently as you babbled, unable to form proper words or sentences, nipples brushing harshly against the sheets.

you barely noticed the door opening, both james and sirius entering wide eyed to the display of you being pounded into the mattress, looking at them all glassy-eyed with an empty head.

“are you two just going to stand there like muppets or are you going to join us?” remus quipped, moaning loudly when you squirted again.

snapping out their daze, sirius quickly locked the door behind him before they scrambled over, cocks already chubbing up.

james went over to remus, rubbing at your back as he intently watched the strings of slick joining your skin as the latter thrust his hips into you, the sounds of skin slapping and lewd, wet squelches filling the room.

sirius however, went straight over to your head, kneeling down next to you with concern wrenching his features, carbon black eyes piercing into your teary ones.

“you okay, lovebug? doing so good for rem,” he said quietly, more than well aware of how remus could get at this time. he stroked your sweat-damp hair out of your flushed face, ignoring the way his cock was throbbing in his trousers at your uncontrolled noises, completely pliant and docile.

unable to speak, remus luckily took mercy and answered for you, “she’s juusst fine, aren’t ya, sweet thing?”

you nodded into the sheets, james testing the waters a he ran his hands strayed from your back, squeezing at whatever flesh remus allowed him to.

sirius planted kisses over your face, murmuring praises to you sweetly. he loved these moments with you, getting to be the one to comfort you whilst you were flying high on pleasure. he kept talking you through it as remus came again, soothing you when you whimpered at remus pulling out to let james have a go, leaving nothing to stop the mixture of his and your cum to dribble out of you, trickling down your sore thighs.

remus undid his belt from around your wrists, rubbing at the reddened skin as he encourage james to take his place, watching as the latter pushed into your heat, whining at the warmth of you.

“easy now, she’s tired,”

“she feels so good,” james grabbed your ass, fingertips digging into the soft skin as he started thrusting into you, starting out slow and controlled before he gave up trying to hold back, fucking you so hard you could barely breathe.

you just about managed to bring your aching arms up, reaching for sirius, he brought his hands to meet yours, thinking that’s what you wanted, only to lurch over at the way you palmed over his trousers, fingers fiddling with his zip.

“please?” you whimpered, struggling to keep your eyes open.

“okay, okay fuck- think you can take me in your mouth, darling? yeah? okay,”

sirius bit back a groan at the way you were already salivating at the sight of his cock, drool slipping out the corners of your mouth as your tongue lulled out, looking up at him as you waited for him.

you let out the prettiest little noises around his cock, sending vibrations through him making him shudder as remus came up behind him, guiding him to lean back and let him undress him.

you hummed in satisfaction, watching remus tease at sirius’ nipples and suck at his neck whilst both their eyes were on you, muttering filthy things as james continued to fuck you, all desperate thrusts of hips and sweet moans.

“good girl, taking siri so well,”

“yeah, she’s so good- more please- oh,”

sirius’ balls slapped against your wet chin, his hips bucking into your mouth when you increased the suction, tongue swirling at the underside of his cock, gagging slightly at the intrusion.

james pulled your torso up a little, tugging you up so that sirius could fuck your mouth easier, strong arms working to hold you up, “there you go, feeling good, baby?”

you nodded the best you could with a cock between your lips, eyes rolling to the back of your head with the noises that echoed around the room.

sirius’ cock twitched in your mouth when remus’ hands started wandering, watching the way he cleaned up you spit coated chin with his fingers, before sliding his hand down to sirius’ ass, gently stroking over his rim, causing him to buck into your mouth harshly.

“fuck- rem i can’t- cant take both,”

“yes, you can pads, let us make you feel good, hm?”

sirius had no chance to object before remus was pushing a finger inside, prying open his tight hole and pressing against his sweet spot, making sirius toss his head back against remus’ shoulder.

sirius’ hips bucked wildly into you, moaning at the way you spluttered around him, spit drooling onto his hard cock. he didn’t last long before cumming straight down your throat, the dual sensations of your mouth on him and remus’ fingers inside too much at once.

whimpering as you continued to suckle on his sensitive head, his legs gave out, the only thing holding him up being remus’ free arm wrapped around his waist. the lycanthrope’s fingers slowed to a stop as he gently pulled the boy’s cock out of your mouth, before guiding him to lay down next to you.

you brought a shaky hand up to sirius’ beside you, clutching at him for dear life as james pushed you head back into the linen sheets, hips speeding up more than you thought possible.

the warmth deep inside your belly was spreading, making your toes curl, unable to do anything but cry and take it, screaming in pleasure.

your thighs were burning from exertion, jaw aching and cunt oversensitive, but you didn’t care, you weren’t even capable of caring about anything other than cumming at that moment, the feel of james’ tip hitting your g-spot rendering you cock drunk.

“you’re so tight, lovie. need to feel you cum, m’so close- oh,”

remus knelt down beside you, taking sirius’ place as he murmured to you, “being so good f’me, darling. just one more and you’re mine again. cum on jamie’s cock for me and i’ll spend the next 24 hours worshipping your body.”

you instantly fell apart, nails digging into sirius’ skin as your eyes rolled back, body shaking so hard that james was half worried he’d broken you, before he too came, flooding your insides with his seed, your pulsing cunt milking him for all that he’s worth.

you both collapsed, lying in a pool of your own bodily fluids, a mixture of everyone’s cum and sweat, spit and tears. you couldn’t find it within yourself to care, still mewling even though no one was touching you anymore, aftershocks nearly enough to make you cum again.

using what little strength you had left, you managed to peel open your eyes, finding remus’ gaze still locked on you, lips pulled into a smug smirk as he mouthed to you, “mine.”

he planted a long kiss to your sweaty forehead, before he allowed sirius to pull you into him, your tits pressed against his chest as you buried your face into his neck, dark curls tickling your nose, his arms enveloping you.

you felt remus stroke at your hair, still knelt on the floor, as james joined the cuddle, curling up behind you with a worn out sigh, “what triggered that then?”

you whined into sirius at the question, worrying that it would set remus off again, the former’s large hands rubbing soothingly at your back.

“junior was leering at her,” he growled, tension filling the air as his fist subconsciously gripped at your hair, making you go rigid, “he wanted to touch her.”

“we can deal with it tomorrow,”

“yeah moony, let’s just look after our girl for now,”

remus hummed, seemingly content with that, fist relaxing as he pressed a few apologetic kisses over your head, waiting until you hummed in acknowledgment to speak, voice low with thick desire.

“it’s my turn again, sweet girl,”

despite being so worn out, you couldn’t help the way your cunt clenched at that, warm cum oozing out with a sleepy moan.

you were the lamb to his wolf, helpless prey only there to entertain him, to please him; and he would never let you go.

[soapyblubbles]

⋆｡˙ runaway pets ˙｡⋆

pairings: dark regulus + dark poly marauders

warnings: NON-CON, DUB-CON, implied kidnapping, threesome, implied fivesome, voyeurism, overstimulation, (light) slapping, choking, stockholm syndrome, smoking, shotgunning, pet names, etc.

a/n: please enjoy the much more comprehensive version of one of my very first works. there were a lot of inconsistencies and issues with the first version. I added a lot more detail to this and it honestly feels more like a one-shot than a drabble now. i'll add the unedited version at the bottom just incase anyone wants to take a peak. anyways, happy reading <3

“I told you it’d be worse if you went to get help.” Regulus sits on one end of the bed, a small indulgent smile flitting across his lips. As if nothing was wrong. 

As if you weren’t being fucked within an inch of your life.

You turn your head to him, breathless pants leaving your mouth as Remus continues to rock into you. His hips slap into your own at a steady pace. How long had he been sitting there?

The air is stifling, sweat beading along your forehead and the small of your back. The arm around your waist only adds to the oppressive feeling, Remus’ strong grip keeping you upright and in place.

Your arms shake from exertion, and you have to force your hands to unclench from where they’re fisting the damp sheets.

With a whimper, you reach for Regulus, trying to find the comfort you once found in him before it all. Before he had selfishly stole you away. Before you knew of the darkness lingering just beneath the surface.

You weakly try to pry off the arm wrapped around you, but it doesn’t budge. It only tightens, pulling you up until your back hits Remus’ firm chest.

“Want sir now. Please- Remmy-” The lanky brunette ignores you, muttering something unintelligible into your neck as his thrusts speed up. Your attention was stolen from him. He doesn’t like that- not one bit.

Your face crumples at the silent dismissal, the tears you’d been holding in falling just as you reach another trembling high.

“Please, m’sorry sir- c-can we please go home now?” You gasp out. Your limbs burn, they have been for a while you suppose, but still you try to ignore it, concentrating on just Regulus for now.

But he only hums noncommittally, standing as he makes his way to the makeshift bar in the corner of the room. Regulus rubs his jaw in mock thought, scrutinizing the scene before him while he pours himself a glass of firewhiskey. The smell of cinnamon saturates the air, adding to the heavy atmosphere.

“Thought you wanted to come here-“ He gestures around the room, lazily draping himself on the nearby armchair. “For help.” The last word is said with a sneer and laced with so much venom that you balk.

Even though you can tell he’s done arguing about it, you still sob out: “I’ll be good- promise.”

You hear Sirius let out a scoff. He’s leaning against the headboard, his shirt unbuttoned and a lit cigarette in hand, doing nothing but watching as his friends ruin you.

He’d been the one to call Regulus when you came running to their house, barefoot and in nothing but a frail, white nightgown. “You’re already being good here, pup- s’no use in leaving.” He makes his way towards you, squishing your cheeks together, your lips forming an o-shape.

He blows smoke into your mouth, smirking when you cough at the burn. “Y’already gonna be punished anyway, might as well do that here- ain’t that right Reggie?”

Regulus rolls his eyes, breaking his normally composed demeanor. “Don’t call me-”

“Hush, I can’t focus when you lot keep talkin.” James' speech is slurred as he speaks up, moving his head slightly from between your legs. He pays no mind to the way Remus pumps in and out of you. His mouth is so close to where the two of you meet that you can feel his cool breath against your clit as he talks.

“S’annoying.”  

You clench around Remus at the feeling, and the man in question groans, giving you a particularly rough thrust.

James goes back to work at that, humming softly as he drinks in yours and Remus’ juices. You let out a another strangled moan, instinctively trying to tilt your hips away.

Instantly Sirius’ face darkens with anger, “Uh-uh, I don’t think so puppy.” A hand shoots out to grab the base of your neck as James’ hands grip the front of your thighs tightly.

“Don’t fuckin’ run away from him- you understand?” 

You nod shakily, chest rising and falling quickly as you watch him with unseeing eyes.

“Just take it like a good girl, princess.” James cooes, lightly nibbling on the inside of your thigh. You let out a startled yelp.

“What d’you say bunny?” Remus asks from behind you, hips slowing as he tries to find that spot. Trying to coax the words out of you. You whine, unable to answer until Sirius gingerly slaps your cheek, raising a sharp brow at you.

“M’sorry- m’so sorry Jamie.” Your head is spinning, an ache growing until it becomes practically mind numbing.

At this point it’s all you can focus on.

“Thought I taught you better than that pet.” Regulus chides, clicking his tongue in disappointment. He looks only slightly more disheveled than before. His hair is not neatly combed back like it was earlier, and his tie considerably loosened. His fingers dig into the cushioned arms of the chair, the veins in his forearms flexing in a way that makes your mouth water.

You lick your lips. “Sir-”

Remus shushes you. “S’ okay bunny- y’just have to make it up to him.” You cry out as he brushes against your g-spot, finally finding what he’s been looking for this whole time.

Each hit of his hips is aimed perfectly, giving you no room to breathe until you’re a gasping mess.

James’ mouth certainly doesn’t help. His warm tongue suckles at your clit, unrelenting as he brings you to that exhilarating peak over and over again.

Eventually he breaks away, wiping the wetness around his mouth with the back of his hand. A feral grin forms as he pushes the hair away from your face, cupping your teary cheeks. “That wasn’t so bad now was it? You can take a little more, right?”

Sirius answers before you can even think to open your mouth, a mocking frown on his face. “I don’t know about that Prongs- she seems a right mess already, huh? Don’t think she can go on.” He slaps between your legs, and a panicked moan startles its way out of you. 

You quickly come undone, so worked up from before, but the torment doesn’t end there.

“I think you're right, Pads.” James murmurs, as he slips his fingers through the mess of your cunt, the tips of his fingers grazing the base of Remus’ cock.

It’s enough to startle a groan out of him.

Sirius grabs onto your hips, reaching around James to take control of the even pace Remus set. “C’mon pup, make a mess on Moony’s cock- be a good little cockslut for us.”

He bounces you viscously atop Remus, everyone watching intently as you become a drooling mess.

Your set your lidded gaze on Regulus, whose self-control looks like it’s seconds away from snapping. 

Yet he makes no move to stop the situation.

“Come on princess- fuckin’ come for us. Make a fucking mess.” James growls into your ear, pinching your clit roughly. Tears well in your eyes, body tensing as you are, yet again, pushed off the edge.

“Fuck- such a good bunny.” Remus curses. 

Sirius and James mock your high pitched cries, taking a sadistic pleasure in watching you sob at the overstimulation.

Your limbs go slack, Remus panting heavily as he fucks you through it all, his breath fanning against your neck. He kisses your temple softly and you whine, barely able to move, even as the aftershocks flow through you. 

The three continue to overstimulate you, and Remus lets out a breathy chuckle when Sirius lets go of your hips, letting you fall face first into James’ chest.

“S’your turn princess. We’re not doing all the work for you- besides you still have three more cocks to go.”

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UNEDITED VERSION

[midnightloversmusic]

James Potter and Sirius Black definitely are the ones giggling during sex. I’m just picturing sub!James and Sub!Sirius with Dom!Rem and Dom!reader. Remus is fucking Sirius from behind with his face smushed into the pillow while Sirius watches James get fucked by you with a strap-on next to him. They will 100% be making eye contact and giggle at each other,

“Looking pretty fucked out over there James, you all right?”

“Shut up Sirius you’re acting like you weren’t not able to string two words together two seconds ago”

meanwhile Remus is panting above Sirius fucking into him a little harder just to make him stumble over his words.

And you shove your fingers into Jamie’s mouth to get him to be quiet

[bellatrixscurls]

fic idea!

virgin reader and sub jamie,, i just feel like you’d be so shy but also needy cus james is just so strong and overall brawny and so when you guys as much as kiss each other, you both can feel how needy you get.

but when you realise that big strong james turns into subby jamie as soon as your skin touches his, your heart melts. he gets so whiny and touchy and you have to take the lead, so that’s why you never lead him on. sometimes you get him to finish with your hand, but that’s about it. you are not experienced at all, so you don’t want to hurt him or something.

but sweet jamie finally goes to siri and remmy for help; when he was not dating anyone, he would always go to them because they knew exactly how to help him. so they get confused when he comes to them this time, petting his head and asking softly “what’s wrong, pretty boy? you know not to come to us now, y/n/n will be sad” and then james explains everything to them, of course, stuttering and sobbing, gasping for air as remus slowly tugs at his cock, wanting to help the lost boy nonetheless.

so sirius and remus decide to come to you for explanations, because what could possibly make you turn down their pretty boy? the one who was so sweet and loving and just so pure. he was your boyfriend, after all. they wanted to get to the bottom of the issue.

it’s almost funny how their eyes widen when you tell them that you are a virgin and that you do want james, but you don’t know exactly what to do and how to please him.

they help you, with your consent, of course. at first, they make james eat you out and prepare you for what’s to come. and you then find out how mad james is about you, as much about your body as your soul. he is already rock hard from earlier, so as soon as he’s made you cum on his tongue, sirius is behind him, guiding the submissive boy’s cock into you. you feel so overwhelmed with pleasure that your eyes start getting teary as well as james’.

he mumbles and cries into your ear about how pretty you look and how good you are making him feel, how he loves you immensely.

throughout the entire ‘process’, the other boys are there, sirius kissing james’ neck from behind as remus holds one of your hands tightly, and you can’t help but pucker your lips at remus. you don’t know why, or how, but you do, and he cocks one eyebrow, looking at you amusedly. “well well. i think you got the wrong guy, princess” he laughs softly, not entirely convinced of his own words.

but then james turns his head to him, eyes hazy and teary, “k-kiss her, please rem” he says breathily, and only then, remus’ lips crash against your own.

from there, you four discuss whatever happened between you that night, and decide that the best option is to stay together, all of you. <3

[urwhorecrux]

poly!marauders x drunk!reader at a party and reader needy but they don’t want to help reader because they don’t want to do anything when reader basically unconscious of what’s happening because reader is drunk. So they try to explain to reader that they will gladly take care of them after they get better and go to bed. Thank you!

<3

⋆ ˚⁀➷ ₊˚⊹⋆ Our darling poly!marauders.

pairing. poly!marauders x fem!reader.

warnings. mentions of alcohol, alussions to sex, pet names.

a/n. SRRYYYY this is a little blurb, i've been busy doing yet another sport. also didnt mean to leave sirius out in the end oops. not proofread.

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Your boyfriends leaving you alone for a moment seemed like a good idea. maybe a new way for you to socalize, or to spend more time with girls from your house- until it was the opposite.

Sirius came back to finding you on the couch, completely out of it with not a single thought in your eyes. It was nearly the same for him, but he was slightly more conscious of everything around him, surprisingly.

"Where have you two been?" James was ecstatic to see you, as always.

He'd been more than pleased when you showed up to the party they'd planned after they won the quidditch cup, even wearing James' uniform.

"Sorry prongs, jus' wondered off for a while", sirius grinned, wrapping an arm around you before placing sloppy kisses across your face.

"Alright yea that's jus' great pads, c'mon let's just take her up", james gently lifts you off the couch, draping your hands across his shoulders as he cradles you.

You giggle at this feeling, loving the feel of Jame's rough biceps after all those years of qudditch, and the way Sirius' hair sits as he follows along, gently cupping your face rambling out undescribable words.

James signals for Remus, noticing he's busy by the chocolate fountain, discovering anything that was possible to dip in there.

"Moooonnyyy", you call out, a giggling mess.

His ears perk instantly as his eyes widen, the sight of you drunk was funny to James and Sirius, but to him he always seemed more concerned.

"You smell like firewhiskey, what'd we say about firewhiskey?" he pouts, slowly rubbing your head.

You're in James' arms, still being cradled as the other two boys follow along, Sirius being a stumbling mess and Remus being prepared to catch him if he tumbled down the stairs. The door opens, the smell of a warm fire going and soft cologne fills your head, James carefully places you on his bed.

"I'll have one night of passion with her first, if you don't mind," Sirius announces, stumbling over to the bed.

"C'mere Siri", you call, desperately needing his touch, unaware of James and Remus hurriedly stopping him.

"Not tonight Pads, tommorrow we'll take care of her", Remus smirks, "Tonight you're both sloppy drunks, later".

Sirius can't help but get defensive in a dramatic manor, now arguing with Remus as James approaches you with an old t shirt of his.

"Oh, Jamie" you smile widely, still slightly dazy about everything going on in the room. "You're here to finally kiss me? Want you so bad Jami-" you cut off by James shoving his t-shirt over your head.

"No dove, not tonight tomorrow when you feel better, promise", he places a soft kiss against your forehead, now going to the other side of the bed and spooning you.

Remus approaches, now laying your head on his chest as he settles comfortably.

"Rem, t-tell him 's not fair" you groan, nuzzling into his neck.

Remus shakes his head, whispering "tomorrow, tomorrow," as he gently kisses your cheek.

Sirius stumbles towards the bed, nearly yelling goodnight to everyone as he tumbles down on the couch, falling asleep in almost a weirdest, yet comfortable enough for him position.

[atydblack]

"demure" part 2

best friends dad! james x reader

masterlist (requests open!!!)

PART 1

glad u guys liked part 1 because i can not stop thinking about this version of james .

warnings: age gap, cheating, rough sex (not too much smut in this one tho soz), jamie is kinda a dick, everyone is of age!!!

MDNI

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It had been 3 days.

3 whole days since the night you spent with James and he hadn't spoken one word to you.

In the grand scheme of things, 3 days isn't too long. But when those 3 days are spent longing after someone who is pretending you don't exist it is.

You were frustrated in every sense of the word, and with just over a week until you go back to Hogwarts - you were becoming desperate.

Every one was floating in between the kitchen and living room. It was rare that there was ever a quiet moment at the Potter's which made it even more difficult to find James alone.

You sat with your head resting lightly on Ron's shoulder whilst him and Hermione chatted about something you couldn't even focus on, your mind a million miles away.

Surprisingly, you had barely felt any guilt towards your actions a few nights prior. Every time you felt a bit bad about what you'd done, Ron would piss you off and it all made sense again.

You had even tried to somewhat recreate the incident with Ron, actually trying it on with him every single night but he would just make fun of you or would already be asleep before you'd even had the chance to touch him.

"Y/N?" Ron pushed you off his shoulder. "I said, are you okay?"

"Yeah," you half heartedly smiled. "I'm just gonna grab some water."

"I can get it for you-"

"No, it's fine."

You stood to your feet and wandered through to the kitchen and there he stood.

James was leaning against the kitchen counter, a mirrored image of how he was stood just a few nights ago.

Your breath hitched in your throat.

A white shirt hung from his body as he had just gotten back from his job at the ministry under an hour ago. A half empty glass of red wine sat in his hand as he spoke intently to Remus.

When he noticed you enter, he stopped talking and his jaw tightened.

He had been on your mind 24/7. The way his hands felt on you, the way he spoke softly into your ear, the way he made you feel.

It was constant, you couldn't think of anything other than James.

James broke eye contact after a brief moment. He muttered something inaudible to Remus before quickly walking past you.

James' heavy footsteps echoed through the house as he almost stormed up the stairs.

Remus nodded his head at you. You couldn't tell wether he was indicating for you to follow him or if it was just a simple greeting.

You didn't care either way, you were bored of being ignored.

Turning swiftly, you padded quietly up the stairs after James.

You were unsure of what exactly you were going to say to him, but something was better than nothing.

The house was huge and you weren't exactly sure which room he had gone into.

You decided on his bedroom.

You slowly opened the big oak door before entering quietly.

He wasn't in there, but it still caught your attention.

A strange feeling overwhelmed you as you took in the detail of the room James shared with his wife.

Jealousy? Guilt? You couldn't quite put your finger on it.

Everything was perfectly clean. On one bedside table sat a picture from their wedding day and the other was a picture of Harry.

Chewing your cheek out of anxiety, you stepped closer to the one of James and Lilly's wedding.

You had always been under the impression that they were so in love, so happy. Yet James had done this.

It almost felt like you had dreamt it all.

The door to the bedroom opened, making you jump.

You turned around to see James stood there with an angry look on his face.

"What are you doing?" James grumbled, stepping forward.

"I-I don't know." You muttered, your cheeks growing red.

"You can't do this, Y/N." He demanded, almost like he was telling you off. "I- What happened between us... it can't happen again."

He was frustrated, breathing heavy with his eyebrows furrowed.

You stood there twiddling your thumbs, unsure of what to reply.

"I fucking mean it-" James began pacing back and forth. "Shit, I could get in so much trouble for this, Y/N, you don't understand."

A ball of anger was whirling up inside you uncontrollably at his words.

A little voice inside your head telling you that he used you, he regrets you, he's embarrassed of you.

"You can't just ignore me!" You spat out. "I'm not just someone you can touch like that and then pretend doesn't exist!"

"I don't have a fucking option, Y/N." He came closer to you. "What did you think was going to happen? This can't be anything."

"What did you think was going to happen, James?" You bit back, sick of him talking down to you.

He was taken aback at your words, veins almost popping out of his forehead as he looked as if he was at war with himself.

"Fuck!" He spat, turning his back to you.

You weren't scared of him, he couldn't just use you and act like it never happened.

"You need to stop fucking doing this to me, Y/N." James muttered.

"I-I'm not doing anything!" You expressed, "I just want you to-"

Before you had the chance to finish your sentence, you were pressed up against the wall with his mouth on yours.

It happened all to quickly.

He lifted you up, legs wrapped around him.

James connected his tongue with yours, hands travelling all over you.

"I can't stop fucking thinking about you, Y/N." James muttered against your lips.

You could feel his hard cock pressing into you through his trousers as he pushed himself closer to you.

"Your sweet little moans,"

He pushed your dress up to your waist, hands travelling underneath to your breasts.

"Your tight little pussy,"

You let out a gasp as his cold hands brushed over your nipples.

"You think I haven't always noticed the way you look at me?"

In a swift movement he had you pressed up against the wall, ready to take you from behind. Your dress pushed up to your waist and his trousers around his ankles.

"Not so fucking innocent around you, Y/N?"

You must be dreaming. You must have dreamt this whole thing. There was no way your fantasy was unravelling in front of you.

"Do you want this, baby?"

You nodded with no hesitation.

"Words, kitten."

"Yes, James." You groaned. "I want you."

"Good girl." He muttered as he pushed his cock into you.

You gasped, he was much bigger than you'd ever had before.

It took a second for you to adjust but soon he was thrusting into you.

James couldn't contain himself, fucking you relentlessly as you moaned his name over and over.

"Have you been thinking about this, baby?" James groaned, choking you from behind. "I bet you have."

He was like an animal with stamina you didn't know existed.

"You gonna cum for me, sweet girl?"

You couldn't muster any words in response, just a loud moan harmonising with the clapping of him pounding into you.

It wasn't long before you were riding out your high, another unexplainable feeling he'd given you for the second time.

You tightened around him, only causing him to quicken his pace.

"Fuck-" He choked out as you felt his warm cum between your legs, his thrusts slowing down.

You both stood there attempting to catch your breath.

"No matter how hard I try," James said after a short moment. "I can't get you off of my mind."

"Likewise." You muttered.

"Y/N?" You heard a voice from the hallway. It was Ron.

"Shit." You whispered. "You- You stay here."

You quickly tried to fix your hair, pulling your dress down and trying your hardest to act like you didn't have James cum dripping into your panties.

You walked out to the hallway and smiled at Ron.

"What were you doing in there?"

"Just snooping." You shrugged, grabbing his hand and quickly pulling him back downstairs.

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part 3 will be up tomorrow!

[munchingonthatass]

If yall don't stop with writing these good ass fics soon, then I'm going to start munching on my phone.

How dare you write such masterpiece and artwork that I feel the need to eat my phone?? 😔

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PLEASE

fem reader x jegulus

WARNINGS: poly!jegulus, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering briefly , praise kink if you blink, sub/dom dynamic, i think that’s all?? pls let me know i’m rusty

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I could feel the slick between my legs getting worse. I admire them both, but if i'm honest, just the thought of them got me soaked.

Absolutely fucking soaked.

Regulus meets my stare for a moment from across the Great Hall and stands up, making his way to the Gryffindor table. He sits next to James and I finally lock eyes with both of them. Regulus whispers something into James' ear.

I rub my thighs together trying to subdue the knot in my stomach from seeing them both. I tear my gaze away from them and turn to my friends, “I don’t feel so well, I’ll see you all later, yeah?” I started standing up, locking eyes with both of them and slightly jerk my head toward the door.

I exit the Great Hall, walking down the hall a little before I hear the doors open. Turning toward the noise, I spot them. They make their way toward me and I feel the throbbing at my core intensify.

“What is it, little dove?” Regulus questions, moving a tendril of hair from my face behind my ear, running his hand through my hair.

I breathe deeply at the affection, “Please— I need you, please? Please.” I move further into his grasp.

Regulus envelops me, I look to James, his face set in a permanent smirk, “You need what of us?” James runs his thumb across my cheek, “What do you need? Tell us.”

I whine into Regulus’ shoulder, “None of that, tell us what you want.” Regulus demands, pulling my hair at the roots.

A throaty moan leaves me, tears prick my eyes from the tight grip Regulus has.

“Want you t’fuck me,” I whine, “Please? Please. Please fuck me.” I whimper.

James and Regulus share the same grin, both of them leading me to the Slytherin dorms, myself being in the middle of the two.

I always seem to find myself between the two of them.

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My back against Regulus’ bare chest as I pant softly, legs spread, James kissing down my thighs slowly and back up.

James sucks harshly at the skin below where my thigh meets my heat, he sucks a bruise into the skin. My back arches with a moan caught in my throat against Regulus’ chest.

My hips lift on their own volition, Regulus’ hands grip them, pushing me down and his back trapping me, immobilizing me completely. Regulus starts kissing my neck as James marks my thigh. I raised my hips once more, silently begging for friction.

“Sit fucking still,” Regulus growls and pushes my hips down once more, “We’re being nice dove.” Regulus’ voice echoes through my ear, his breath hot and adding to my sensitivity.

“Please— I need—“ I choke out.

“You need— you need— you need nothing.” James mocks with a breathy scoff, the vibration of his voice travels up my thighs to my core.

“You came to us,” Regulus whispers, James continues his assault on my skin, “Again, remember?”, Regulus pulls my face to meet his eyes, expression stony, “Begged us actually, so now? Now you only take.” Regulus forces me to watch James.

James licks my slit so softly I thought I might’ve imagined it if I hadn’t seen it. Regulus brings his hand down to my neck and squeezes it just enough that I struggle for air. James sucks on my clit once and pulls back with a groan, “Tastes so good, so fucking good.” Before lapping at my soaked cunt, pushing his tongue up and into my awaiting hole, sucking my clit into his mouth at the same time.

I already feel the coil in my stomach tightening. The next few laps of James’ tongue along with the continuous sucking on my clit.

My entire body trembles, white spots blur my vision, James' name on my tongue that's nearly a scream as I climax. My eyes slam closed, body twitching and shuddering against his tongue as he laps up my juices.

“So good for Jamie, such a good girl-“ Regulus coos.

My eyes crack open, meeting James’, “Such a good girl, our very best girl.” James grins.

James rubs my thighs, planting wet kisses around my most sensitive area. Regulus murmuring sweet nothings in my ear, rubbing the outsides of my thighs, traveling to my sensitive bundle of nerves.

Regulus presses harder, causing my slick to pool once more,“We’re going to give you exactly what you want,” James says, planting kisses onto my face. Regulus smooths back my sweat-plastered hair off my temples with his free hand.

“Can’t wait to stretch your little holes with our cocks.” Regulus breathes as he slips a finger into me, curling it deliciously.

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poly fics.

lazy days by @empress-simps

1.4k words ! poly!marauders x fem!reader y/n is on her period, and the marauders comfort her.

random fics.

uncle padfoots motorcycle by @empress-simps

one shot | dad!remus x mum!reader - uncle sirius takes their baby out for a ride on his motorcycle, and reader is not the happiest.

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FICTION VS REALITY

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okay so my accounts getting a little... dead.

so i'm thinking i try out some new fandoms?

i've tagged this post under any fandoms i'd write for, feel free to send in some requests.

-marauders (james, remus, sirius, regulus, barty and wolfstar, jegulus )

-peter parker ( andrew or tom version )

-matt murdock

also i'm not rlly in my spencer faze anymore sadly, tho i might still occasionally write for him.. maybe? idk.

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What if FUCK YES YOU SHOULD!!!

Alr that's all I needed

Send me smut requests!

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one of the best stories I've read

No rest [P.M]

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A/n: this is the third installment of the ‘Behave’ series. For this one I would recommend reading the second part first

Pairings: mafia! Poly!Marauders x fem!reader

Words: 4.8k

Summary/request: “poly mafia marauders where you get taken by one of their rivals and they go to save you and when you get home they stitch you up and baby you while apologizing profusely”

Warnings: NSFW 16+, kidnapped reader, oral (f receiving), hitting, blood, cut, crying. As always lmk if I missed anything. There is no dub!con in this chapter! Safeword is in place!

Soft light streamed in through the large oval windows, casting an ethereal light upon the bedroom and your squirming body on the bed.

Nothing but praises, heavy breaths and whimpering moans bounced throughout the room.

Your fingers gripped the white sheets - needing something to hold onto whilst Remus feasted on your aching cunt.

You’d woken up with quite the ache, brain cloudy with need making you wake Remus with a whimpering whine. You’d batted your eyelashes prettily with a pout, traced the scars that littered his chest, kissed his neck as you begged the man for relief.

He’d only chuckled kissed your temple before slipping beneath the covers, finding your wet panty-less cunt and diving right in.

“You look so pretty, sweetheart,” James whispered in your ear, groping one of your exposed breasts in his veiny hand.

Remus’ tongue worked with precision, licking into your dripping hole, nose bumping against your swollen clit.

You could only moan, eyes fluttering shut at the intense feeling of Remus between your legs accompanied by the eminence amount of praise you were receiving.

Of course, you knew that you deserved it, being an absolute angel all week, following their rules with no objection, and if this was the reward - well, you’d say it was worth it.

You gasped as Sirius slid beside you, biting and sucking marks onto your neck.

Remus groaned from between your legs, moving to tongue over your clit, making your body tense and jolt from the stimulating attention.

“Look at me, pumpkin,” Sirius purred, turning your face with long tattooed fingers.

You obliged, looking at the smirking male through hooded eyes - your eyes fluttering every time Remus’ tongue hit you just right.

“Fuck… look at you,” Sirius groaned, licking his lips as his eyes roamed over your withering figure, “kiss me, pet.”

Sirius’ kisses were always greedy and possessive, keeping you right there with him and forcing it into your brain who you belonged to.

He devoured you, his mouth moulding over yours, tongue gliding into your mouth, making your brain go completely dumb for them.

Your grip eased on the sheets only for your hand to find James’, squeezing it as your thighs shook and tightened around Remus’ head the closer you crawled to the edge.

You felt slightly dizzy, your lungs clawing for oxygen between each kiss you shared with Sirius - all of the sensations coming down around you.

Your moan broke the needy kiss, Remus’ scarred hands digging into the soft flesh of your hips as you shook. Your release pulsed through you, leaving you a whimpering, moaning mess, nails digging into James’ hand.

Your breathing was heavy, your chest rising and falling with every breath as you lay in the blissful aftermath of such an intense feeling.

Remus kissed the inside of your thighs before crawling back up your body, placing his lips on yours. You moaned into his mouth at the taste of yourself, relaxing further into the soft pillows that lay beneath you.

“Good?” Remus questioned with a raised brow. He, of course, knew the answer; he just enjoyed watching your fucked out brain trying to think of good words to show gratitude.

You nodded, eyes dreamily looking up at his smirking face, “so good… thank you, Remmy.”

He hummed, pecking your forehead before getting up from the bed. You whined when the two men on both sides of you got up as well, removing the surrounding warmth.

“Where are you going?” you whined, scrambling off of the bed. The room's temperature caused a cold shiver to crawl up your spine, leaving goosebumps to form on your arms.

“We got business to attend to,” Sirius replied, grunting when your body crashed into his. You tried your hardest to look as pleading as possible, looking up at him with huge eyes.

“Can I come?”

Sirius smirked, his ring clad hand smoothing over the soft flesh of your bum, “didn’t you just do that?”

“Sirius!” you whined, “you know what I mean.”

“Watch yourself, doll… you’ve been so good; let’s not change that,” Remus spoke calmly, but his stern tone still lingered in his voice.

You hid yourself in Sirius’ chest, body shivering slightly, “Sorry.”

“Come on now, angel… we’ll be back before you have the chance to miss us,” James grinned, pulling you from Sirius to help you into one of their oversized grey jumpers and a pair of your pretty pink lace panties.

“Can I watch a movie?” you asked, toying with the buttons on James' white pressed dress shirt.

“Of course, you can… as many as you’d like, sweet thing,” James smiled, guiding you out of the room and down the hall until you made it to the large living room.

Like the rest of the house, the ceilings were incredibly high, making you feel small in the grand mansion.

You were guided to the long couch, watching as James found the remote for you, placing it in your hand.

“Watch whatever you’d like, angel.”

“Thank you, Jamie,” you grinned, enjoying the way they guided you.

Sirius strode into the room, followed closely by Remus. It was quite intimidating having them all stand in front of you, surrounding you as you stared up at them from the couch.

“The rules, doll?” Remus asked, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. You couldn’t help but lean into the touch like a cat, eyes closing from the gentleness.

“The. rules?” he asked again, this time firmer when you didn’t answer.

“Oh… right,” your eyes opened before you started reciting the rules, “don’t go outside unless it’s in the garden… don’t open the door unless I hear the special knock… and be good.”

They all hummed as you finished listing the rules. Remus’ thumb stroked your cheek while murmuring a soft “good girl.”

You couldn’t help but preen at the praise, nuzzling your face against Remus’ palm, leaving a small kiss on the palm of his scarred hand.

Remus knelt in front of you, showing you the content of his other hand - a small worn book, obviously read a lot of times by its owner.

“Here, pet… for if you get bored of the TV,” he smiled, as gentle as he now could, handing you the book.

You examined it, reading the cover and flipping it to read the backside as well… it looked like an adventure novel, an exciting plotline jumping at you from the title.

“Thank you, Remmy,” you smiled, a warm blush spreading through you when he pressed his lips to your forehead before standing to tower over you again.

“Now… behave yourself… we’ll be back soon,” Remus reassured, giving your hair a small stroke before making his way out of the door.

James and Sirius each leaned down, in turn, to kiss your forehead as well; Sirius’ lips were upturned in a smirk at the pout your face adorned.

“I’ll miss you,” you whispered, holding onto Sirius’ hand before he could leave after Remus and James.

“We’ll miss you more, pumpkin,” he whispered back, squeezing your hand and giving you a wink before leaving you alone in the large living room - the silence deafening.

.

Your fingers flicked idly through the book Remus had given you, your eyes skimming over the words but not retaining any of the information on the pages.

You’d already spent time pacing the house a couple of times - boredom couldn’t even begin to cover what you felt.

A long sigh escaped you as you contorted your body for a stretch, cracking your stiff limbs, prepared to do something - anything.

The echo of the doorbell rang throughout the house, interrupting you mid-stretch. You perked up, excitedly bouncing off the couch.

You knew it probably wasn’t anything exciting, but you didn’t care… anything was better than rotting away on the couch.

Your bare feet padded across the long hallway, the doorbell ringing three more times before you made it to the door.

Your hand reached for the handle but halted as you waited - waited for the knock.

Knock - knock knock - knock knock knock - knock

And there it was.

You clicked open the locks of the large black door, itching for just an ounce of excitement, even if it was just one of their men telling you the news or checking on you.

An audible gasp left your lips when a pair of green snake-like eyes met yours as the door swung open. His lips were upturned in a malicious grin, large, lanky figure leaning against the doorway.

You gulped, looking up at the man that sent cold shivers running up your back, a man not welcome around you, and you knew that as well as he did.

“Why hello there, beautiful,” Adder breathed out, his tone sharp, dripping off of his tongue like venom.

You fidgeted in place, trying to avoid his eyes as they searched you intensely, dragging up and down your body with hunger.

No words left your lips; you could only stare past him, hoping someone would see and come to intervene.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in? It’s quite rude to let your guests wait on the doorstep, isn’t it?” he questioned, arm already moving you aside slowly to let himself past you.

You jumped back out of instinct at the contact of his hand on you, panicking as his shoes clicked against the wooden floor of the foyer.

“You really sh-shouldn’t… they aren’t home,” you stammered, palms sweating.

If you could punch yourself, you would; Adder’s lips flashed a smirk, his tongue darting out to wet his thin lips.

“They aren’t, huh? That’s good since I’m not here for them…,” he grinned, flashing his teeth and the one gold tooth that resided in his mouth.

“- I’m here for you.”

Goosebumps rose along your arms, the shiver on your back turning icy as you slowly backed away from him.

“I-I… they’ll be h-home any minute… a-and there’ll be people coming to check on me,” you stammered, back hitting the wall with a ‘thud’.

You flinched when his booming laugh echoed off the walls, the clicking stopping right in front of you, “no, they won’t.”

“- the thing is, girl… bad men like the ones you’re playing a stupid little whore for tend to make a lot of enemies,” his green eyes flashed with something that made tears well up in yours, your body shaking against the wall.

His large bony hand reached out, pulling you roughly against him, turning you, so your back was pressed against his hard chest. Adder kept a firm grip on your throat, squeezing in a dangerous way that made your lungs fight for oxygen. Your nails clawed at his forearm, stuttered pleas leaving your gasping lips.

“You’ll learn that hate is the strongest motivator,” he chuckled darkly, squeezing your throat with more force.

Your lungs burned from lack of air, the pinching grip you had on him began to loosen as your mind went dizzy and your face lost colour.

And then darkness.

.

The burning on your wrists woke you, the rope around them twisting and rubbing against your sensitive skin, keeping you seated on the cold hard chair. Your head pounded, and your throat hurt.

You blinked your eyes open, the fluorescent lights above you stinging your vision. The coldness of the room made you shiver. You could feel your chin wobble as scared tears welled in your eyes, but you tried forcing them down, determined to stay strong and not let the panic you felt drown you.

The low clicking of shoes outside the door caused your body to automatically shake even more as the door to the grey basement room opened.

“Finally awake, I see,” Adder’s low drawl came, an evil smirk glinting all the way up in his beady green eyes.

“They’ll be looking for me… and they’ll kill you,” your tone was bitter, feigning confidence. You shut your eyes tightly, flinching away from the cold hand that touched your cheek.

“You really are dumb… now I get why they kept such a stupid thing like you,” he laughed, his hand keeping your face in a tight grip.

“-and probably also for other reasons, I presume,” he continued with a sadistic grin.

Your breathing picked up as his hand moved, his fingers forcing their way past your shut lips, his other hand keeping your jaw in a firm grasp. You wiggled your bound hands, trying to think of a solution.

Only one thing came to mind; out of instinct, you bit down on his fingers hard, keeping your teeth in them even as he tried to pull them from your mouth. Adder let out a loud, angry yell, pulling his now bleeding fingers from your mouth.

His eyes flashed with anger, and without any preparation, the back of his hand made contact with your face.

“You fucking bitch!! You just wait; I’ll fucking kill you,” he yelled, his voice booming throughout the room.

Your ear rang as the stinging pain bled through your face. The ring on his finger had left a large cut on your cheek, warm blood trickling down and dripping onto the grey jumper.

Adder’s nostrils flared as he bent down, grabbing your face hard in his hand. You hissed in pain, his fingers digging into the new cut and forming bruise on your cheek.

“I will kill you… and no one’s going to miss such a fucking whore,” he whispered, his eyes dark and hateful.

He let go and left the room, but not without turning off the lights. The tears you had kept in finally trickled out as the door shut, your whole body trembling and the pain from the cut much more prominent as salty tears leaked over it.

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“WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE,” Sirius yelled, his voice angry and powerful. He stomped back to the front door, knocking over a vase in frustration, watching the porcelain shatter into thousands of pieces on the wooden floor.

All three of them had rushed home after their men had failed to send updates on how you were doing, the thirty-minute check-ins ceasing only a couple of hours after they’d left.

The clarification that something was indeed wrong came as soon as they pulled up to the house, only to be greeted by an open gate, an open front door and a bunch of knocked out men.

Hours passed, the sun disappeared from the sky, replaced by a crescent moon. The worry only increased between the three of them, their temper rising with every minute that passed.

“We’ll get her back,” Remus said, arms crossed as they waited for their large network of people to track you down.

James paced impatiently, murmuring things to himself, clenching his fists and jaw, trying to keep it cool.

“How the fuck could this happen?! She knew not to fucking open the door!“ Sirius kept venting, his eyes ablaze as he paced beside James.

“He must’ve known the knock somehow,” James murmured, but loud enough for the two others to hear.

“Can’t fucking trust anyone!” Sirius spoke angrily, throwing his hands around him.

Remus was about to say something, but his thoughts were interrupted by a frail young-looking man, his grey suit too big for his body. The man, clearly new in the business, heaved as he came to a halt just outside the large door.

“They’ve got a location,” he spoke, trying to sound confident in front of his tall intimating bosses.

Not a single moment of hesitation passed through them as they all trudged with determination toward the black SUV, speeding off.

.

Your fingers had gone numb; not even wiggling them could help the circulation. Your body shivered from the cold, teeth chattering.

You had absolutely no idea how long you’d been here; the blood on your cheek had dried, but a dull pain bloomed throughout.

You gasped in fright when the door sprung open, the angry click of the shoes coming toward you in the dark room.

A scream tore from your throat; your body was yanked from the chair forcefully. Adder grunted, his grip on you tight, yet you kept fighting and squirming.

“Be still, you fucking bitch,” Adder growled, throwing your body onto the cement floor with a thud.

A cry of pain left you; your legs scraped on the rough floor.

You cowered in on yourself, your arms awkwardly tied behind your back, straining and pulling on your limbs.

Another cry of pain escaped your dry, chapped lips as a harsh kick hit your already weak body.

“Fucking useless,” Adder grunted, bending down to hoist you up again.

A loud bang interrupted his actions, dropping you on the floor again as his body straightened.

He quickly made his way out of the room, the cocking of a gun ringing in your mind.

Your lips turned up in a smile, your body numb against the cold floor. All you could do was listen to the distant shouting, the grunting, the punches being thrown, then the gunshot -

and quiet.

You held your breath, shutting your eyes as you waited for the clicking of the black shoes, your body growing more and more tired.

And then thudding - rushed thudding - halting every now and then in search.

On came the fluorescent lights, blinding you even from behind your closed eyelids.

Your eyes remained closed; that way, you would stay safe for a little while longer.

Your stuttering breathing deafened you, keeping everything muffled; only your own gasp could pull you back properly. The hands on your body forcing your eyes back open within an instant.

“Sweetheart…” James breathed, his hands gentle as they pulled you up.

Emotion passed through you too fast for you to comprehend, your breathing heavy as the dam broke, and the tears leaked heavily down your cheeks.

You fell against his broad chest, sobbing into his white shirt, “y-you p-promised.”

“I know, sweetheart,” he sighed, waiting for Remus to untie your wrists before lifting your body up.

Your limbs felt numb and tired, only able to cling to James and bury yourself in the warmth of him before the fatigue overtook you entirely.

.

A gentle hand brushed over your hair, the lights from street lamps blinking through the tinted windows of the moving car.

Your body lay splayed out on the backseat, your head resting on James’ lap. His hazel eyes looked over your tired and bruised face and neck, fingers gliding gently over the forming bruises. Your breath hitched as he touched the dried cut on your cheek, his hand quickly retreating.

“Watch it, James,” Remus spoke sternly from the driver's seat, keeping an eye on the both of you in the rearview mirror.

James moved his hand back to your hair, “sorry, sweet girl.”

You could only blink up at him, your eyes droopy as you tried to stifle a yawn, body aching, trying to get comfortable.

“We’re home soon… go back to sleep, pet,” Sirius murmured, noticing your restless figure and yawn.

You couldn’t say anything, couldn’t fight, so you shut your eyes, letting your mind drift off again.

.

It was as if the all the noise in your head mixed together, creating loud static that made it impossible to think.

You sat silently on the kitchen counter, blinking slowly at Remus right in front of you. His hand gently dabbed over the cut on your cheek, keeping you in place with the other when you winced from the sting.

“Sorry, doll, I know it hurts” Remus caressed your good cheek gently, watching you watch him.

James leaned against the counter next to you, also just observing you. No matter how many gentle words they spoke or the caring touches, they couldn’t ignore the out of focus look in your eye.

The bruises on your cheek and neck grew darker and darker with every passing hour.

Sirius had stormed out in angry silence after they’d helped change your jumper, the large bruise on your back having taken form already. Your body sensitive and aching, your wrists rubbed raw.

You gasped as Remus lifted your body from the counter, carrying you through the house to bed with James following in tow.

Gentle was the only way to describe them at this moment - the scary, intimidating men turned gentle, treating you like a porcelain cup ready to shatter in their hands at any given moment.

Honestly, you felt as if you were ready to shatter, just a pin-drop away from collapsing in on yourself.

Under the warm covers, surrounded by your protectors - static, just static.

“Sweetheart, I need you to drink some water for me. Can you do that?” James spoke softly, not waiting for an answer before bringing the bottle to your lips.

His large hand supported the back of your head as he tipped the bottle, allowing the cold liquid to flow down your dry throat.

“Good job,” he smiled, as gentle as he could ever be, helping you lay down completely.

Even in your gone state of mind, you were afraid they were going to leave, afraid that you would have to lay in the dark all alone with your thoughts.

You felt yourself relax as Remus got on top of the covers, still in his nice trousers and shirt, sitting with his back against the headboard. He waited for you to curl up to him, brushing a hand over your hair before pulling out some work for him to do as you slept. James did the same, enclosing you in the warmth between them.

Only you couldn’t sleep; your mind was racing. Every time you shut your eyes, the green eyes stared right at you back at you.

You were so exhausted, but you kept your eyes open, hoping that the shuffling of paper would eventually lull you to sleep.

They did for about five minutes, but the more you fell under, the closer the green eyes came, yelling for you.

You sat up with a startled gasp, the bedroom door shutting loudly behind the raven-haired man.

“It’s just me,” Sirius grumbled, avoiding looking at your bruised face.

Remus discarded the paperwork on the bedside table, rubbing a scarred hand on your trembling back.

“Fucking hell,” Sirius murmured angrily, yanking off his tie. His movements harsh, making your breathing pick up.

“Sirius,” James warned, his gaze flicking from you to him, watching your wide-eyed stare.

Sirius stopped in the middle of the room, chest heaving with deep angry breaths, “should’ve fucking known,” he spoke lowly.

Your breath hitched as his gaze finally met yours. Sirius lifted his hand, pointing a finger directly at you.

“You should’ve fucking known not to open the door!”

Sirius paced, angrily throwing his hands up.

“There are windows fucking everywhere! Could’ve looked through one of them!”

“Sirius, that’s eno-“ Remus tried.

“NO! We have all sorts of bloody security, and this happens… can’t leave her alone for one fucking hour.”

Your chin wobbled as you curled in on yourself, bringing your knees to your chest. Tears blurred your vision, already falling down the apples of your cheeks, staring at Sirius’ angry pacing.

As much as you tried to silence yourself, a sob still tore through your throat, body shaking.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, heavy sobs now echoing freely.

Sirius’ pacing stopped, his body frozen, heavy breaths still heaving in his chest.

His gaze landed upon you, the anger he felt replaced by guilt in nothing but a split second.

Your trembling body curled in on yourself, and the fear in your eyes, looking at him through wet lashes.

“Sirius, this isn’t her fault, and you know it,” James tried calmly, watching Sirius as if he could see all the thoughts running through his mind.

Sirius let out a sigh, running his tattooed hands over his face, mentally slapping himself out of frustration.

“Come here,” he beckoned.

You looked at Remus beside you, hiccuping sobs still echoing throughout the room. You looked back at Sirius, shaking your head lightly.

Sirius took a step closer to the bed, standing right at the foot of it, opening his arms.

“Baby, come here,” he tried again, keeping his voice as soft as possible, but the edge still lingered in it.

You hesitated but decided against everything and slowly crawled out from under the blanket towards him.

Sirius waited for you to reach him, keeping his arms open for you to crawl into, closing them around you when you did.

With one arm under your bum and the other wrapped behind you, he lifted you, carrying you to the armchair that sat in the corner of the room.

You cried in the crook of his neck, keeping yourself buried there as he made you comfortable on his lap.

“I know, pumpkin, I know,” he soothed, shushing you ever so lightly, caressing your back and hair gently.

Sirius let you cry, let you fist onto his shirt.

Once your sobs had turned to small sniffles, and the tears didn’t fall in streams down your cheeks, a warm blanket was placed on yours and Sirius’ bodies by Remus. A gentle kiss was placed on your forehead once you unburied yourself from Sirius before Remus went back to work on the bed.

Sirius placed a kiss of his own on the top of your head as you relaxed against him, fatigue making your eyes droopy and heavy.

They spoke quietly amongst themselves, the chatter falling into the background as sleep began pulling you under. Sirius’ warm body keeping you safe and secure.

“I’m sorry,” was the last thing you heard whispered to you before you drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

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[bellatrixscurls]

okay but... poly!marauders idea. trans!jamie who’s not had his ‘gender affirming’ surgery and doesn’t really want to either. but when you do try to have sex with him or even look at him while he’s undressing, he freaks out.

at first, you don’t think much of it, cus your relationship was new to the both of you, but you also wanted to respect any boundary he had. but slowly, sirius and remus are starting to notice as well, and maybe james could fool you, but he could never fool them.

turns out he’s just as pretty as you thought and you, remmy and siri make sure to show him just that.

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thank you so much for all the love on my last post, i will try to finish writing that fic until Sunday, and i promise it will be out sooner if i manage it. <3

[rainydayathogwarts]

1 boyfriend, 3 perverts - Remus Lupin (poly!marauders)

Summary: Your bf loves giving you head... especially when he's high, and doesn't mind having friends around. 2.5k wc - read pt. 2 here Wrote this instead of studying for my exams that start tmr...

The wooden floor was cold under your feet, blanketed by the chilly air that filled the dorms at this time of the year. You tip toed over to where you left your slippers by the mirror, clenching your jaw as you opened the door to your dorm, careful not to wake your peacefully slumbering roommates. Once outside, you let out a breath you didn't realise you'd been holding, making your way down the stairs leading to the common room.

Luckily, most of the Gryffindors were already in their dorms, tired after a long few days of exams, so no one could see you, nearly half naked, warily creeping up the boys' dormitory staircase. The hallway is dark, but you can hear the muffled noises behind doors of dorm-mates joking around, or arguing. You stop in front of the right door, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before taking it out again, shaking your head to make your hair fall back into its natural state. Peeking down at your outfit, you nod in reassurance. Wearing small sleep shorts that barely covered your ass and a low cut tank top that didn't make an effort in hiding your perky nipples, you were sure that Remus would pounce on you the second he saw you.

Knocking on the door twice, you look around the hallway to make sure no one catches you in the wrong place. The dorm is eerily quiet when Peter opens the door to the dorm, and he looks visibly relieved when he sees it's you, his shoulders dropping in ease. "It's only y/n, lads." He states, stepping to the side to let you in, and a ruckus of noise fills the room once more as you walk inside, the other three boys clearly just as relieved as he was. They're all sat at the big window nook, window open behind them, cigarette wrappers littering the seats around them, clearly in the middle of a smoke sess. "Sweetheart!" Exclaims Remus from where he is sat, as you approach him, wrapping both arms over his shoulders in a loose hug.

Remus passes the cigarette he holds over to Sirius, letting both arms wrap around you, landing on the back of your bare thighs, just under your ass. He tugs you slightly closer to him, tilting his head up for you to bend down, pressing your lips down to his in a kiss. Remus kisses you hungrily, his hands trailing upwards to press your torso as close to him as he can, opening his mouth slightly so his tongue meets yours as you kiss, making you gasp in shock. You put a hand on his chest, pushing him away from you, eyes wide in surprise at his desperation. His lips tasted of weed and lemon drops, an explanation to his excitement.

"Remmy." You say lovingly, dropping your head down to press kisses onto his naked neck. Remus pushes your hips back slightly, and he spins you around in his arms, shoving you down so you're sat on his laps, and you finally acknowledge the two other boys, engrossed in conversation as though they hadn't even noticed your affectionate exchange. "Hey boys." You greet, accepting the cigarette Sirius hands you when they turn their attention to you. Taking a drag of the cigarette, you move your head to the side, allowing Remus to push your hair back, littering sloppy kisses onto your soft skin, making a trail of saliva down to your tank top's neckline, which barely covers the top of your tits, as Sirius begins to catch you up on their story.

One of Remus' hands comes up to cup one of your breasts, toying with it in his hand, and you briefly wonder just how long they've been smoking for. You jerk away from your boyfriend when his teeth graze the side of your neck teasingly. His grip around your waist tightens, and he pushes you down on his laps back into place, pressing your cunt down on his growing erection. Remus only separates himself from your neck to take a drag of the cigarette hanging between your index and middle finger before he gets back to business, ignoring the boys who begin teasing him.

Eventually, when Sirius drowsily says "Rem here can't go 10 minutes without bringing up how he needs to have you close to him, so I'm not surprised that he's all over you." Remus, still unbothered and worshiping your body, retorts with "Well I'm allowed to miss my girlfriend. At least I'm not the bloke who jerks off to photos of his best mate's girl." The room goes completely silent, with the exception of squelching noises Remus' wet kisses make on your skin. Your jaw goes slack, and you observe the looks on your boyfriend's three best friends' faces, noticing their gaping mouths and rosy cheeks. You almost don't believe your boyfriend, but the looks on his mates' faces say otherwise.

Your hand trails up to grip your boyfriend's short hair, trying to gently tug him away from you for a moment, as you rotate on his laps to face him as best you can. He obliges, looking up at your awaiting gaze with red eyes, a clear sign of how high he is. "Remus, what?" A sleeve covered hand comes up to wipe the saliva off his swollen pink lips. "You didn't know? These three perverts have had a massive crush on you since we got together. Always look extra close when we kiss, or when I touch your body the way no guy should in front of his best mates. To be fair, I only do it because I noticed the photo of you on your knees for me disappeared. Was my favourite photo of you too." His hand comes up to stroke your cheek as he says that last sentence, bringing your face closer to his to kiss you again.

You moan into the kiss, hands coming up to grip his jumper, completely unaware of the growing tents in the other boys' trousers, or the guilty looks on their faces, unaware that they had been caught by the big bad wolf. A string of saliva connects your lips when you pull away from the kiss, and Remus adds "But they're my best mates, I don't mind sharing with them a little." And with that, Remus' hands snake under your thighs, lifting you up gently, and placing you on the spot next to him on the big window nook. "Lay back down for me." You obey his words, still very much confused, head conveniently landing on Peter's laps, acting as a pillow for you. Remus climbs over you to continue placing kisses from where he left off, hands gripping the bottom of your shirt to effortlessly pull it over your head, your bare tits exposed to the group of boys.

You arch your back, the cool summer air sticking to the coats of saliva on your torso, and you take the time to look at the two boys observing you. Both Sirius and James have a hand over the tent in their trousers, palming their growing erections at the sight of you being pleasured by their best mate. At the tap on your hips, your gaze trails back down to your boyfriend, whose fingers grip your revealing sleeping shorts. You lift your hips up, eyes trailing back up to the boy looking down at you, and you smile up at him.

Remus, completely undisturbed by the attention you're paying his friends, pulls your panties off, throwing them in James' general direction as he spreads your knees open, lowering himself onto your cunt. He inhales deeply, his enhanced senses nearly causing his eyes to roll back in pleasure, before he finally buries himself into your cunt, disrupting the moment you shared with Peter, a loud moan cutting off whatever he was telling you. A hand immediately comes to grip Remus' chestnut hair, and your legs fall open even more, letting him suck at your clit and nip the areas around your thighs, surely leaving hickeys on your skin.

Remus's nose nudges at your clit, his tongue poking in and out of your hole, before he switches his attention, sucking aggressively on your sensitive nub, and dragging a finger up your slit, teasing your entrance with it. You gasp in pleasure, shutting your eyes close and bucking your hips up into your boyfriend's face. However, you don't have time to enjoy the feeling before it's taken away from you. "No!" You yell, shooting upwards and barely missing Peter's face when Remus completely removes contact with your pussy, only a hand on your thigh acting as any form of contact between your bodies. "Pete," Remus starts, causing the blonde boy's head to snap towards your boyfriend, an expression of absolute fear on his face.

"Don't let her close her eyes." He finishes, before plunging right back into your pussy, making your thighs squeeze around his head in pleasure. Peter puts his hands on your shoulders, helping you lay back down again, and you pant, looking off to the side to distract yourself from closing your eyes in pleasure. James has your panties wrapped around his hand, palming his dick over his sweatpants, and Sirius sits next to him, joggers unashamedly pulled down just enough for his dick to spring out, jerking himself off in long strokes. You gasp, back arching when Remus plunges two fingers inside your cunt, thrusting them into you quickly while his mouth works on stimulating your clit.

"Oh Rem!" You moan, digging your head back into Peter's laps, eyes screwing shut in pleasure. "Y/n... Y/n?" Peter mutters, unsure of what to do. "Y/n open your eyes." He tries again, to no avail. Remus lifts his head up, fingers still thrusting into you, and reaches up with his free hand to pinch your nipple, twisting it harshly. "Fuck!" You yelp, eyes snapping back open to make eye contact with your boyfriend. "When Pete tells you to open your eyes, you listen!" He instructs, slowing his hand's movements, waiting for a response. "Okay, fuck! Please Remus!" You beg, grinding your hips on his hand desperately, tears building up in your eyes. "Now what do you say you Pete?" He asks, his hand speeding up again. "'M sorry Pete." You sniffle, looking up at him. "Good girl." Says Remus, grinning when he feels your pussy clench at the praise.

"It's okay, y/n" Replies Pete, eyes going wide when you chase for his hand, pulling it on your body, and moving his fingers to grip your tit. "Shit!" He curses, looking at your possessive boyfriend. "Remus, is this- is this okay?" He asks fearfully, sighing when your boyfriend glances up, nodding. "Whatever my girl wants to do, she can do." Remus mutters against your pussy, focusing on your pleasure once more. A groan pulls your attention away from Pete, who begins massaging your tit, pinching your nipple slightly, and your cunt clenches in pleasure again. Your gaze lands on James, who is roughly palming himself, too shy to properly take care of himself like Sirius next to him. "Oh God" You moan, eyes fixated on his frustrated face, eyebrows furrowed and tears forming in his eyes. "Jamie." His head immediately snaps to you. "Come closer." And the boy obeys, dragging a chair right next to you.

You wipe a stray tear falling down his cheek, and reach out to the top of his sweatpants, pathetically trying to pull them down, hips bucking up at the sudden overstimulation on your clit. James helps you, pulling them down just enough for his cock to be exposed to you, angrily slapping his bare torso. The tip of his cock is red and leaking pre-cum, and you immediately start rubbing it, moaning the second James cries out in pleasure, thighs squeezing around your boyfriend's head, working hard to make you cum. You spread James' pre-cum down his dick and to the base of his cock, squeezing him near his balls before starting to stroke his length. His hips buck up into your hand, and you're suddenly reminded of the hand massaging your tit, looking up at Peter, who is completely engrossed in your body. Your eyebrows furrow and you feel the knot in your belly tightening, but something is missing.

You suddenly feel frustrated at the neglect of your second tit, and look for Sirius's eyes in the room, already locked on you. You look back down at your tits, hoping Sirius gets the message, and it seems he does, scurrying over to you, and kneeling on the floor next to the window nook, hand still glued to his cock. Boldly, his free hand reaches up to your tit, and he leans forward to wrap his lips around your perk nipple. You cry out as he begins sucking on it, your fist around James' cock tightening unawarely, causing him to gasp. Remus adds a third finger to your cunt, still sucking on your clit and you're done for, crying out his name loudly as you cum around his fingers and mouth, orgasm nearly causing you to black out. You're aware of the other two boys crying out too, closely followed by Remus, whose vibrations go up your pussy, making you gasp, letting go of James' cock to grip Remus' hair tightly, pulling his face closer to your cunt.

Remus' fingers slow down on your cunt, and he eventually pulls them out, tongue lapping at your pussy to clean you up, while you beg him to stop. "Fuck, baby-Rem can't!" James and Sirius shoot each other incredulous looks, panting to catch their breaths: they weren't expecting the night to come to this. When Remus finally pulls away from you, he leans over you, arms wrapping around your back to help you sit up, and you ogle at him, and the wet patch in his trousers, giggling slightly. "So we all finished except poor Peter?" You guess, looking back at the boy who sheepishly nods, cheeks tinted red. "Well-" You begin to suggest, only to be interrupted by your boyfriend. "No, I'm absolutely not done with you yet. You can take care of Peter when we're done, if he doesn't get to it first." He states, arms wrapping around your waist and effortlessly picking you.

You can hear Sirius cackle, and Peter groan whilst Remus walks the short steps to his four poster bed, dropping you on his mattress before pulling the curtains closed, and throwing his jumper off, leaving his torso in all its naked glory. "Muffliato or no?" He asks you, leaning down to press a soft kiss on your lips. Just as you begin to say the answer, you hear three yells of "No!" coming from outside the curtains.

"Pervs!" Your boyfriend yells out, though he obeys with a grin, shimmying out of his trousers.

[munchingonthatass]

Soooo....

School is about to start soon again-

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