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Only Me RemusXReader (Finally part 2)

A/n: Okieee, so I really wanted to do a “part two” to Finally. I think it turned out pretty okay, so I’m gonna try to write another smut. Purely because I love writing it. Warnings: Daddy kink, Dom!Remus, kinda longish. And SMUTTY SMUT. ———

It’s been two weeks since the Just-Because party in the Gryffindor common room. Two weeks since Y/n betrayed Remus. Two weeks since Sirius’s wish had finally come true. Y/n felt extremely guilty, to say the least. She’d tried to explain to Remus how she’d been drunk, and, in her defense, he’d been snogging with some Hufflepuff. “Did I fuck her?” He’d yelled, his voice filling the Ravenclaw common room. “You had a girlfriend! You shouldn’t have been doing ANYTHING with her!” Y/n retorted, suppressing the urge to slap him.

Remus rubbed his temples, closing his eyes. Without another word he left the common room. As soon as he stepped out and shut the door, Y/n had fallen down and burst into tears. Little did she know, Remus had done the same thing. Two weeks ago, this had taken place. Y/n had still felt very depressed, and guilty. Now, I’m the transfiguration classroom, Y/n found herself completely ignoring the lesson, drifting her eyes over to Remus. He looked awful, like he hasn’t slept in days.

She made it through class, and rushed to the potions class, not talking to anyone. Without having paid full attention to what they’d be making, she began brewing the potion. She saw Remus out of the corner of her eye, staring at her. Well since he’s watching, Y/n thought, we might as well give him a show. She purposefully knocked over a pale of rat tails. “Man, silly me,” Y/n bent down on all fours, and started picking them up, her short skirt barely concealing anything. From where she was, she heard Remus inwardly gasp. When Y/n finished cleaning up, she made sure to get up very, very slowly. Then, paid Remus no attention for the remainder of class. After potions, she was keen to get to dinner, as this was her last class of the day. As she was running to the Hall, she felt a strong hand clasp around her wrist, forcing her backwards. She turned around to see Remus, looking as angry-and hot- as ever. “What did you think you were doing?” He asks through clenched teeth. Y/n looks at him innocently and bats her eyelashes.

“What d'you mean?” She questions, her voice light and airy.

“I mean that display in potions!” He says quite loudly.

“Oh, that. Did you enjoy?” Remus’s mouth opens, then closes.

“You have been SO bad. And d'you know what happens to bad girls?” He asked her, dragging her to someplace she knew to be the Gryffindor common room.

“They get punished,” He whispered in her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine.

He turned away from her to mutter the password, and carried her in to his dormitory. After locking the door, he threw her onto the nearest bed. “Strip,” he ordered. Y/n did as she was told. Hands shaking, she unbuttoned her blouse, and her hands moves for her tie. Soon enough, Y/n was down to just her bra and panties. Not even matching, she thought with a twinge of shame.

Y/n looked at Remus. As he looked down on her, so vulnerable and soft, innocent, he was reminded of the old days. When they’d spend the night with each other. Her wasting nights of studying in his arms. He wanted all this back. But, of course, she wouldn’t get off too easily. He had to punish her. “C'mere,” He whispered at her. Slowly, she crawled up to him. Remus kissed her. The kiss started out soft and sweet, but quickly grew rough. This was what she loved, and he knew it. Remus dug his fingers into her hip bones, for sure leaving a bruise. He pulled away, leaving Y/n’s lip sticking out. “Undress me, Princess,” Remus growled, looking down at her. His need for her nothing less than obvious. At a torturingly slow pace, she unbuttoned his shirt. She slid it off his shoulders, and dropped it to the floor. Y/n’s nimble fingers moved to the button at his pants, in which there was already a slight tent.

Y/n slid his pants down his toned, tan legs. “All fours. Now,” Remus commanded. Y/n did as she was told. She felt her panties get ripped off her. Remus rubbed her cheeks, cooing softly. “You’ve been a very, very bad girl. Haven’t you Y/n?” All the could do was nod. Without warning, his hand smacked down, hard, on her Ass, leaving tears stinging her eyes. But she loved this. “You need to be punished, yes?” Remus cooed again before sending a new jolt of pleasurable pain through her body. When he got no response, he smacked her ass again. “Don’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered, biting her lip slightly.

“Good, now sit up. I think you might deserve a reward. What d'you think, Princess?” Remus asked her, dragging his fingers dangerously close to her soaking wet heat. “Not before you take care of me, though,” He says. Without being commanded, Y/n got on her knees. She pulled down his boxers, and his rock hard member slapped against his stomach.

Without warning, Y/n shoved him into her mouth, pumping what she couldn’t fit with her fist. His head hit the back of her throat every time and made her moan, sensing the vibrations all throughout Remus’s body. His head hung back, his mouth slightly agape with soft moans dripping from it. He pulled her hair back in a makeshift ponytail and thrust her into him more. As soon she felt him begin to twitch in her mouth, he’d pulled out. “On the bed, now. All fours,” Remus ordered. Y/n did as she was told, and jutted her ass in the air. Remus planted a few soft kisses to her cheeks. “No noises, no talking, and do not come before I give you Permission,”

“Yes daddy,” she said, voice quavering at the thought of Remus fucking her like the bad girl she was. After all this time. Not wasting a second, he smashed into her. Her throat ached at holding back the moans and screams she held within. Remus continued to pound into her from behind. “Can Sirius make you feel like this?” He asked, smacking her ass once more, making her moan out. “No daddy,” y/n nearly screamed. “Only you!”

“Fucking right. Only me,” he bent forward, still fucking her senseless. He sucked on that soft spot right below her ear. Y/n moaned and whimpered, disobeying every rule, except for not coming unless told. Suddenly, he started thrusting into her g-spot. Y/n cried out and Remus’s fingers immediately went for her clit, rubbing it in furious circles. The two sensations sent Y/n over the edge. “Please, Daddy,” Y/n begged, nearly crying, “Please let me come,” Remus’s fingers bit into her hipbone.

“Come for me, princess,” at his words, Y/n came unraveled in his hands. Remus followed suit not too long afterwards. He rode out her high, then slid out of her and plopped next to her on the bed. “Only you,” Y/n said in between breaths, still recovering.

Remus smirked slightly pulling her close to him, running his hands through her hair. “Only me,”

A/n: Okay, still feel like this was okay. But I’m in separate need of feedback. So shoot me a message. I’ll get my ask box sorted out soon. Thanks for reading! ~Annica

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