dancinglikeaballerina
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Set Up | Sirius Black, Remus Lupin.
Pairings: Sirius X fem!reader Remus X fem!reader.
Summary: in which you’re in love with Sirius, but he sets you up with his friend.
Word count: 2.8k
Warnings: mentions of sex, kissing.
Note: if you guys want a second part to this please let me know, and maybe things I could add to the plot. Thank you thank you!
You were seated on the great hall's breakfast table, looking out for your best friend who you haven’t seen the entirety of yesterday and you’ve grown a little worried to say the least.
With a sandwich in hand you assumed he had other business to attend to.
You and Sirius were a little different on certain aspects and one of them is the fact that he’s interested in every girl that breathes, and you were interested in him.
You’ve always found yourself daydreaming about it until you’ve come to the conclusion that it could never happen, you weren’t on Sirius’s radar, and as much as it hurt, you still wanted to accept it.
The table shook as you looked up to see Sirius ahead of you, his hair perfectly put together, his black curls falling into his smudged eyes from an eyeliner.
“Morning.” Sirius smirked, you blinked at him before he took out a cigarette and lit it, hiding it beneath the table because smoking isn’t allowed in school and he knew that.
You scoffed, coughing a little from the smell catching up to your nose. “Where have you been?” You asked, your eyes roaming down to the shirt he was wearing, a white one with many buttons undone, his red and golden tie hanging around his neck as he blew the smoke in your face.
“Awh someone’s acting like my mother.” He smirked before your smile dropped, you knew his relationship with his mother, and it wasn’t exactly a pleasant one.
You shifted in your seat uncomfortably “Oh, so I’m being compared to walburga now.”
“Babe, relax.. I meant a mother, doesn’t mean my mother specifically.. you’re in a mood.” Sirius took another drag off his cigarette.
“Since when do you smoke this early?” You asked, a little baffled, you weren’t into smokers at all and you hated how much he smoked. “What’s with the interrogation?”
“I just want to know, I didn’t see you yesterday.” You asked, crossing your arms. “Well, that’s what I’m here for, I need to tell you about last night.” Sirius squished his cigarette down on your used plate before he licked his lips, his finger moving his hair away from his face, his smile undeniably bright and you hated it.
“What about last night? Banged a hot girl, the usual?” You scoffed before he giggled nodding. “That’s exactly what happened, ah she’s absolutely stunning.” He continued, making you roll your eyes as you placed your chin in your palm, trying to tolerate this conversation at all.
“I’d say, she’s the best so far.” Sirius smirked, searching through your eyes, waiting for your response as you couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh. “You rank how good they are?” You asked as Sirius nodded eagerly.
“Not going to lie, so far so good, and they can’t complain.. I surely bring the best to the table that they scream in pleasure every time.”
Your eyes widened at that, taking a deep breath before pursing your lips in amusement. “Then I’m sure they won't complain.” You said, dropping your sandwich, losing your appetite from this conversation.
Not disgust, maybe jealousy is more like it, it still burns your heart every time you hear about it. They get to have him and you don’t.
Sirius was staring at you, probably thinking of something, something terrible before he started talking. “What did you do last night?” He asked, his fingertips tapping on the table in front of you. “Just napped.” You laughed, shrugging, you were waiting for him to hang out but as soon as he didn’t show up you just succumbed to your bed and fell asleep.
Sirius’s eyes narrowed, their cold gray burning into yours before he spoke again after a moment of silence. “You know, I think I should set you up.. with someone.” He crossed his arms as he spoke firmly. “What?”
“Come on, you heard me! Napping? That’s absolutely boring, you and this specific guy I have in mind would totally hit it off.. maybe even sleep together.” Sirius chuckled, his tone was a bit too enthusiastic for your liking as your heart sank, your eyes blinking at his words.
“Sirius, no.” You quickly dismissed it, you couldn’t just do it. You weren’t like that, you weren’t like him.. he’s the one you wanted.. not any other bloke he might set you up with.
Sirius rolled his eyes. “Can you just let me introduce him to you first? He’s quite good looking, isn’t that what you’ve always told me that’s important in your dream guy?” Sirius took your hand in his and squeezed it.
“But— Sirius.. I don’t know..”
“Isn’t it? He’s very good looking, can you please just see the guy first? Then you can refuse it.” Sirius stood up, not wanting to waste any time.
“Wait— Sirius, now?” You stood up with him as he nodded, taking a hold of your forearm. “Just say hi to him, maybe he’d be blessed to swipe that v card up.” Sirius giggled, making you cringe.
“Ew, please don’t say that, it sounds weird.” You followed him. “You know I absolutely hate you for this but sure, I’m a little curious now.”
“You won’t hate me once you see him, he is a total catch.” Sirius walked ahead of you as you rolled your eyes, your heart sinking the more you walked.
You were both standing in front of the library, Sirius holding your arms. “Wait here, I’ll fetch him really quick.” Sirius smiled, his white teeth flashing as you sighed, more worried than curious.
“Wait! How are you so sure he’d like me? Have you ever asked him? Do you even know him?” You rambled as Sirius tutted, shaking his head. “You’re overthinking this too much! Yes, I know him, he’s one of my best mates, just relax.. okay? You can always turn him down.. not that I’d let you.”
“I really have no choice, do I?”
“Nope.
You sighed and nodded. “Fine, go ahead and fetch him, don’t be long.” You placed your hand on his shoulder and pushed him inside the room before he yelped and made his way inside the library and you leaned against the wall, your heart was in your stomach at this point as you kicked at your feet.
The thing you caught yourself thinking of was, would you consider it? Sirius’s friend? Would you even be willing to just get over him like that? Did you even want to? Maybe you’d try and give this guy a chance but wouldn’t you hurt him? Thinking of someone else that wasn’t him? It wasn’t fair.. maybe you were also hoping Sirius’s friend would turn you down so things go back to normal and you don’t have to hurt anyone.
You were too caught up in your thoughts before you heard footsteps nearing the exit, where you stood, you quickly stood straight and fixed your hair, taking a deep breath.
Sirius was in view now, laughing at something his friend said before the much taller guy was in frame, looking down at Sirius with a smile on his scarred face.
Your jaw dropped, your eyes blinking, your throat drying, your heart pounding as his warm brown eyes fell on you. “Well, this is Remus Lupin, my best mate, the one I’ve told you about.” Sirius shook his friend's shoulder.
You were not going to lie, you didn’t expect someone this handsome, you didn’t know if you wanted to run and hide or scold Sirius for not telling you how exactly good looking his friend was, Remus.
“Uh.. yeah— hi, Remus..” you raised your hand to the taller guy, Remus did the same, taking your hand in his as you couldn’t help but stare, his hands were scarred as well, but he was insanely stunning as you managed to tell him your name.
Sirius smiled excitedly at you before he turned to his friend. “She’s the one I’ve been telling you about.”
“Really? Well it’s nice to finally meet you, Sirius never stops talking about you.” Remus started talking as you couldn’t help but notice his accent, it was different from yours and Sirius and you didn’t know what to think of it.
You grinned, flustered from head to toe. “I hope it’s all good things.”
“Oh yeah, definitely.. no need to worry.” Remus smiled, leaning against the frame, looking down at you as your eyes glanced at Sirius as he was holding back his laughter.
Making a mental note on murdering him later. “Well, now that that’s out of the way, I’ll get going.. have a good time— and use a condom.” Sirius walked away leaving you there with Remus, your face flushing at the last thing he said, avoiding eye contact.
“So.. would you like to walk with me?” Remus offered, his brownish blonde hair catching the sunlight, he was absolutely breathtaking and you felt like none of this was fair. “Yeah, sure.”
You and Remus walked together for what seems like hours, you got to know him, his favorite color, his favorite food, his favorite smell, his favorite flower, the books he reads, books he recommended to you, books he said he’d let you borrow, he was an absolute Angel and for a second, you completely forgot how hopeless you felt for Sirius.
It was two weeks later as you were hurrying in having some food in your system before Sirius popped up from behind you. “Morning!”
“Oh, hi! Good morning.” You said, swallowing the last bit of your apple juice. “What’s that?” Sirius asked, looking at the book in your hand. “Oh, it’s a book Remus lent to me.”
“Remus?” Sirius asked, and you nodded. Confused as to why you couldn’t read his expression. “So.. did he bone you?” Sirius smirked, sitting up, as if waiting for you to agree.
“Gosh, Sirius.. no he didn’t! We’re friends, not all of us are horn dogs like you.” You shook your head as Sirius laughed. “The main reason I set you up with him is to sleep with him, not borrow books from him.” Sirius shook his head as if he’s so disappointed.
“Why Sirius, I’m sorry for disappointing you, but I can’t sleep with him.”
“Why not? You got a disease or something?” Sirius joked as you rolled your eyes. “He’s my friend, and I don’t think he’s interested in me that way, so you might as well stop asking if I slept with him every two days.” You scrunched your nose up at him as he rolls his eyes groaning.
“Boring.” He got up. “But wait.. you said he’s your friend, is that the only excuse for you?”
“Why does this interest you?” You looked up at him, his gray eyes coldly staring into yours as he shrugged. “All I heard were excuses, forget sleeping with him, why don’t you maybe date him? Or whatever that is.” Sirius asked as you felt a tug at your heart. “I’m not looking for a relationship, right now.. or ever.”
“But why? I know I’m not the best person at these things but you seem to have built walls around you and no one dares to cross them.. is there a reason? Or do you just love isolation so badly?”
You sighed. “I’m not discussing this with you.”
“Why not?”
“It’s complicated! I’m complicated..” you sighed, rubbing your face, hating where this conversation was going.
“I don’t know what you think of yourself, but don’t hurt Remus just because.” He started as you scoffed in disbelief, as if he wasn’t the one doing all this elaborate nonsense just to get you to put yourself out there not even bothering to ask if you really wanted this from the start.
“No, you don’t get to say that.” You shook your head as he walked closer to you, his glance a little confused. “You’re the one who introduced me to him, now you’re worried about his feelings?”
“Of course I’m worried about his feelings, and yours too.. I really don’t want either of you to get hurt! How is that wrong?”
“Forget it Sirius.. I’m not talking about this.” You picked your things up and went on your way, not looking back, but knowing Sirius, he was probably confused and you were so tired of explaining it all, you wanted someone to just understand.
It was late as you had sneaked out of your dorm to get a breath of fresh air, get away from it all.
You walked down the steps to find a familiar sandy brown hair seated down the stairs as you cleared your throat. “Go away!” Remus angrily shouted, making you flinch before he turned around and saw you, his expression softening, an apologetic expression replacing it.
“Sorry.. you alright?” You asked, walking down the steps to sit next to him. “Yeah.. I thought you were those obnoxious head boys.” Remus looked away from you, his eyes looking more tired than you’ve ever seen them before, his hair falling into his eyes. “Are you okay, though?” Remus began as it was too quiet, which you enjoyed.
“Yeah.. I guess, I don’t know.” You shook your head, placing your elbows on your knees. “You can talk to me, you know?” Remus offered, edging closer to you.
“I had an argument with Sirius earlier, and he was being an idiot.. it just got to me.” You took a deep breath at the memory. “Sirius? You guys are close, though.” He said, and you could have sworn he sounded a bit bitter.
“We are, but.. sometimes I think other things matter to him more than I do.” You continued, your eyes reaching up to look at the boy in front of you, his brown eyes twinkling in the moonlight, he really was breathtaking.
“Other things like what?” Remus softly spoke, his scarred hand going to move his hair away from his eyes, not breaking eye contact, he seemed interested and it warmed your heart.
“Like girls, and sex.” You shook your head in disbelief at how you sounded, but it was true. “You like him, don’t you?” Remus interrupted, it’s like he saw right through you. Your heart sank but you nodded. “I hate that I do.. I hate it more than anything.”
“You know that’s not true, you love him, and you love that you love him.. and it’s obvious because you’ve never done anything about us hanging out.. I thought you agreed to go out with me to Sirius right? But you didn’t, you love him too much to give me a chance, is that right?” Remus asked as you felt like his words were a hammer to your chest, he was aware of everything and you couldn’t hate yourself more.
“I would have considered it, but I couldn’t hurt you like that.. I know me and Sirius are impossible, but you’re so good to me, I can’t waste that.”
“And you cared about hurting me more than.. more than maybe just giving me a chance? See what you think after how I could have treated you?” Remus edged closer and closer to you, his knee bumping into your thigh as he turned your face to his.
“But Remus—“
“Stop trying to spare my feelings, yes? I don’t care about that, I just know.. I have a feeling that you’re just scared, scared to give me a chance— not because of Sirius but because of you, what are you so afraid of?” Remus’s soft fingers went under your chin as you gulped.
Remus waited for a response but you couldn’t think of a proper answer, it all felt so vulnerable to utter, you like Remus, but you weren’t so sure of talking about such things just yet.
He caught on to your lack of response, not wanting to press you any further, but he wasn’t like Sirius, he waited, he cared.. Sirius only ever cared about himself, about whether you were there to listen to him or not.
“You love Sirius.. but you want to be with me, tell me I’m wrong and I’ll leave you be, stay friends, lend you my books whenever you like, tell me I’m right and I’ll treat you better than you could ever imagine, better than what Sirius could ever do.. I promise you that.” Remus stroked your bottom lip as he talked, his movement making your breath hitch in your throat, your knees weak and your heart pounding.
“You’re right..” you breathed out, his thumb parted your lips before he leaned in and kissed you, his lips so warm, so soft as you felt yourself getting lost in him, melting as his lips kissed you so intensely, his tongue licking your bottom lip as you parted your mouth further.
You were making out with a boy so beautiful, one that wants you, one that cares for you. So which will it be?
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BAND-AIDS, j. potter
tw: mentions of blood
it wasn't a lie, you did nip your finger with the knife while you were cutting carrots. did you make it over dramatic so you could be alone with james, maybe, but it's been weeks since the two of you had been together.
james quickly pulled you into the bathroom, where he and lily kept the first-aid kit. stumbling to get it open, before you placed your hand on his shoulder.
"it's okay, jamie."
"okay? your bleeding, flower." he gestured to your finger, which in reality wasn't really bleeding all crazy.
"not that much, here-" you quickly turned the tap on, running your finger underneath the water. washing off the visible blood. "see, jamie." you rushed your finger straight into his face. your cut trickling a little bit of blood.
"it just needs a bandaid." james opened the first-aid kit, scavenging through for a band-aid. he pulled out a band-aid.
"and maybe a kiss?"
"you're pushing it, love." he opened the band-aid before placing it against your skin.
"please, jamie." james sighed, looking at your finger then your face. you could see the wheels spinning in his head.
"all of our friends are outside."
"they won't find out. promise, j." you began to pout while fluttering your eyes again. james sighed before licking his lips and pressing them against your cut.
"there happy, birdie." he said while opening the band-aid and placing around your finger.
"you make me happy." james smiled again before he pulled you into a kiss.
notes: i probably could have made this longer... but it's alright <3
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ON VIDEO, s. black (18+)
the marauders tour was officially over till the next time around. sirius and you had finally made it home, it was now time to think of new songs and relax. you two had finally been home for about a week. dishes were pulled up in the sink. trash was in a bag outside the front door.
you stood in sirius' old band shirt. your hair was in a messy bun, your face wiped off of any product that was on you the day before. you quickly turned on your heels making your way to sirius recording room.
you quickly knocked, waiting a second before entering. sirius had his back turned from the door, shirtless, headphones on, guitar in his arms. he was humming to a new tune he had thought of the other night. "sirius, darling?"
you really didn't want to scare him, so you walked in front of him, making his eyes that were focused on the music sheets in front of him fly up to meet yours. "hi, peach!" he pulled the headphones off him quickly and set them down on the desk in front of him.
"can you do the dishes and i'll take the trash out?" you bargained, batting your eyelashes at him.
"sure love, is that all?"
"what are you working on?" you pressed your thighs tighter together, seeing him in that state did things to you. it would do something to anyone seeing him like that. with his black hair in his face, the small drops of sweat on his shoulders.
"a new melody, i just- i can't seem to get it right." he placed his guitar down, gesturing for you to sit on his lap. which you happily obliged.
"anything i can do to help, siri?" your sat on his thigh, legs turned in-between his.
"you think you can help me, peach?" he questioned, gesturing to something you weren't really comprehending. he placed a kiss against your jawline, slowly moving his lips down to your collarbone. he was going slow on purpose.
"siri- this..." your head dipped for him to be able to mark you better. "this isn't what i meant" you finally managed to spit out. sirius lips still against your neck, sucking on you like a vampire. he loved to see the big purple bruises he made on you. it made him more cocky knowing everyone will know you belonged to someone.
he pulled away from your neck "i know how you can help me, peach." he quickly pulled on the hem of the shirt you were wearing. which you happily stood quickly, pulling the shirt over your arms. your boobs becoming free and saying hello to him. "look at my pretty girls" he quickly cupped the two. "still have all my marks on them."
"please siri." you whined as he kneaded your boobs.
"patience, peach. patience." sirius latched his mouth onto one of your exposed nipples, sucking as if he was a newborn baby. messaging the other in his hand. the only thing anyone could hear was his sucking and quiet moaning against your skin. you let out a cry, throwing sirius a sign that you wanted more, that you need more.
after a couple minutes of sirius sucking and him moving to suck on your other boob, he finally looked up at you. kissing down your stomach, eyes still fixated on your face. then he stopped, making your face quickly drop down to look at him. "sirius, why'd you stop?"
"i have an idea! peach, you trust me?"
"of course siri-" with that he quickly stood up and started digging through a drawer before pulling out his old phone. "sirius i don't understand."
"i need you to be as loud as possible, ok y/n." he pulled up the camera on his phone before pressing start before setting it down to record the both of you. "is that alright, love?" you quickly nodded. "words, y/n."
"yes, siri." sirius pulled his sweatpants down along with his boxers, both falling to the floor. your eyes flew to sirius' cock, as it sprung out. he quickly stepped out of them before sitting back down on the chair. sirius began eyeing you down, head to toe, before looking back up at your eyes.
"my eyes are up here, peach. come here" sirius smirked before pulling you by the band of your underwear. his finger rubbed against the band before looking up at you. "may i, love?"
"yes siri, please." sirius teased you by pulling them down extra slowly. "siri, faster please." sirius pulled your panties all the way off before helping you out of them.
"turn around, peach. want to get a good look of you"
"but why sirius?" you were confused now.
"i want to be able to watch it later." with that you quickly turned on your heels. your back facing sirius, who's hands slither along your hips. he gently pulled you into his lap, your legs over his legs. his cock placed perfectly between your folds. you could feel sirius giggle before placing his finger under your chin to bring you into a kiss.
"okay, you ready, peach?"
"yes, siri, i'm ready." he grabbed your hands that were sitting perfectly on your lap and placed them both on the arms of the chair. his hands glide to your hips, lifting you up a bit before gliding you down. it was that he was manhandling you, not that you didn't mind it, it was so his video could be perfect. he wanted to be able to see every inch of you. he also wanted to be able to see himself destroy you.
in theory, it probably would have been better to do it on a couch or even your bed that was in the next room, but let's be real sirius is a spare the moment kind of guy. he really didn't mind having you anywhere you wanted, in all honesty if you wanted to do it in front of a crowd he'd be there right next to you.
your head was thrown back, moaning in sirius' ear as he bounced you up and down. of course he loved that he'd be able to hear you now, but he wanted to be able to hear on the video. "louder, y/n" he demanded before you felt a sharp sting on your thigh from his hand. it didn't last long but it did add to your pleasure.
he helped you bounce quickly on his cock, hands tightly around your waist, his lips against your skin, his teeth gently nipping you. sirius enjoyed making you squirm, watching you try to pull away from him so he didn't bite you. you were out of it, his cock was far in you that you could feel him in your stomach.
this wasn't anything new, sirius would have you ball deep anywhere if he could.
"siri, can't- i can't-" your moans began to hitch. one of his hands sliding up to grope one of your boobs.
"you can take it, peach. god look at you, a good little slut for me. you crumble so easily."
"mmm, i'm a good girl-"
"yeah you are. you're my good girl." he began sucking on the side of your neck, your moans and the clapping being the only thing the both of you can hear. "gonna put that pretty voice of yours on a single." you hummed in a response, head thrown over sirius' shoulder.
OH MY ACTUALLY GOD!!! MAL YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!
hi! could i please request a fake dating scenario with ron where you're both trying to make other people jealous but end up catching feelings for each other. and with smut & fluff if that's ok thanks <33
Thanks for requesting!
Word count: 3k
Warnings: smut, choking (gone in a blink) unprotected sex, a little fluff at the end, tell me if I missed anything.
It was just a random thing, so random.
You only wanted to get this obnoxious guy off of you, seeking out a getaway that kind of seemed to backfire the more you think about it.
You and Ron Weasley chose to fake date, only to ‘make people jealous’ but when he holds your hand in front of them, kisses you in front of them, is too much of a good feeling for something that’s supposed to be fake.
Surely he did not feel the same, how would you know? He seemed as normal as ever every time you tried to seek out a reaction, you’d hold his hand or grab him into a kiss to see how he’d react but he only smiles at you, eyes so blue and happy, he doesn’t seem stunned at all, sometimes you truly think he’s your boyfriend, only that he isn’t.
You were sitting on the ground late at night with Ron by your side, prompted on his elbows as he looked up at the night sky, your mind completely spiralling.
Neither of you was saying anything, nor touching, why would you? You weren’t together, real couples would take advantage of being alone like this and do something, something you’ve always thought of doing with Ron.
Ron cleared his throat, sitting up, grabbing your attention.
“What are you thinking of?” He asked, nudging your arm with his elbow. “Well, nothing that interesting.” You lied, your eyes turning to look at him, his hair not as orange in such dimmed lighting. His eyes, on the other hand, are so incredibly blue.
Ron gave a dry chuckle, his eyes wrinkled from laughter as he licked his lips. “I actually hoped to talk about something with you, if you’re willing to hear me out.” He turned to face you, his knee slightly touching your thigh, making you shiver.
“Alright, go on.” Your heart was pounding, you were curious and kind of worried, but he only took a breath and started. “I don’t want to fake date anymore,” Ron said, completely catching you off guard. His voice wasn’t gentle but it wasn’t harsh either, you were taken aback a bit. “Oh.” You chuckled awkwardly, turning in your seat on the dirty rock.
Ron stammered before he grabbed a hold of your elbow with his fingertips, only to make you look at him. “I didn’t mean to sound— rude, or anything.. but I think it’s time we call it quits, don’t you think?” He continued, his blue eyes seeking yours out. You swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded.
“Yeah.. I think so, too. It just caught me off guard.” You chuckled, making Ron breathe out in relief. “Oh, great.. great. I don’t want to upset you, you know.” Ron’s fingers left your elbow and in that moment, your heart shattered completely, it was the end of something that made you so happy, why did you have to become so attached?
You looked at the boy next to you, already standing up and dusting off his jeans, along with his palms. “Let me walk you back, please?” Ron offered his hand for you, you impulsively shook your head.
“No, I’ll stay here for a bit.” You responded, avoiding his eyes. Last thing you remember was him saying goodnight, going on his way back to the castle, watching him as he got smaller and smaller into the distance.
You caught yourself a little more affected by this whole deal being called off, you looked a little miserable than you had hoped you would.
Ron was still around and he was still close, your friendship meant a lot for him, and for you, too.
But could you face him after he turned you down? You had no idea how in love with him you’d been until that night and it embarrassed you.
You’d often catch his eye in the hall, he’d smile at you as he ate his food, offer you some of it, even. You went along as best as you can, could you ever force anybody to love you?
Ron was special, so special.
You were walking down the steps after someday, maybe a week or two after that night when you hadn’t seen Ron for like, two days. Part of you relieved, the other miserable.
you heard your name being called from behind you, you quickly turned around, startled and registered whose voice it was.
It was Ron, his hair a little messed, his white shirt dangling out of his pants, his red and golden tie made terribly around his neck, you’ve never seen him like this before.
“Sorry for scaring you.. I— uh.. I need to talk to you.. if you have time.” Ron walked closer to you, he looked better than what his hair and clothes were displaying at least.
You nodded, maybe he was in trouble and he needed your help.. or maybe something else completely?
“Sure..” you replied after a moment or so of silence. Ron took your wrist in his warm hand and led you up the stairs.
“Ron, are you alright?” You broke the silence, his breathing was all you could hear, and your footsteps.
Ron nodded. “Yeah.. yes— I just need to talk to you somewhere more private.” He turned to face you, blinking at you nervously.
“If that’s okay with you?” He tightened his hold on your wrist as if he weren’t just asking for your consent over wherever he was taking you. “Ron, you’re acting a little strange.. but it’s okay with me.” You nodded, seeking out his eyes but he wasn’t looking at you as he continued to walk towards the closed door of the prefect’s bathroom.
You raised a brow at such a choice of private place, but nobody could ever walk in here at this time of night, so you’d give him that.
“So.. what did you want to talk to me about?” You asked as Ron opened the door and let you in, his privilege of being a prefect himself. Ron did not respond as you walked in, the bathroom smelled great, everything was neatly put in place.
Ron closed the door and locked it. “It’s about that night.” Ron finally answered, walking closer to you, his eyes a darker shade of blue in the dim lights of the bathroom. Your heart sank at his answer, swallowing the lump in your throat that only seemed to get heavier. “What about it?”
Ron shut his eyes for a second, before he walked closer and held your hands in his, his eyes open again and staring back into yours. “I want you.. so much,” He whispered, regret and despair coating his voice.
You had no chance of responding, completely speechless and frozen in place. But Ron only continued, his voice sounding like it was hurting for so long and only you could fix it. “I thought when I’d tell you we're done, you’d stop me, tell me you want me as much as i want you, maybe even stand up and kiss me, hold me.. but you didn’t.” Ron whispered, his hands holding yours in a tighter grip.
“I know it was stupid, crazy even.. but I want you, I really really want you and I want you to want me.” His eyes become glassy, the blue in them hidden behind the dark of his dilated pupils, so dark that you could see yourself staring back at him, shocked and confused.
You couldn’t find it in you to respond, you only stood on your toes and captured his lips with yours, his hands aggressively went around your waist, forcefully pulling you closer to him, making a noise in the back of his throat as he kissed you harder, one of his hands going to your hair, pushing you even closer to him.
You both stumbled on your steps, not containing your aggression as Ron pushed you against the wall of the bathroom, you groaned against him as he parted your legs with his knee, his kisses made it so hard to breathe, your breaths coming out in pants and gasps, your hands tugging and pulling at his soft hair.
It wasn’t long before he picked you up around his waist, placing you down on the ground, both of you not talking and you weren’t going to lie and say you didn’t have millions of questions swerving around your brain, you felt everything all at once, confusion, fear, anticipation, and most importantly, so turned on.
You prompted yourself on your elbows as you watched him take off his tie, throwing it away, followed by his shirt as he went and kneed closer to you, his eyes staring at you like you’ve always dreamt about, your breathing barely contained as he slowly placed a kiss on the corner of your mouth, making you close your eyes as he did the same thing down your jaw, your throat, your neck.
As soon as he reached your chest, you were a whimpering mess. He was slowly killing you, and you loved every second of it.
Ron’s hand went up your thigh, his eyes staring at you so hungrily, he could devour you if he could, only he wanted to savour it, be as slow as he can, he hated to think he’d rush this.
Only you felt the complete opposite, you wanted him— no, needed him.
“Ron.. please.” You begged, his hand slowly going up your inner thigh. Ron smiled menacingly, his tongue licking his bottom lip at the sight of you so needy already, he felt hotness rush through him, his hands shaking, his sweat breaking out and parting his orange hair over his forehead.
“Please what?” He whispered, his fingertips brushing your skin gently as you felt every touch so intensely.
You were at loss of breath and words altogether. “Touch me.. please.” You begged more than asked, this made Ron come a little closer and closer as your faces were inches apart. “Isn’t that what I’m doing, love?” He asked, placing two fingers under your chin to turn your face towards his.
“More..” was all you could say, he grinned, his lips breaking into a smirk that made you squirm in need. “Don’t be impatient now, we’ve got all night.. and every night to come, you’re mine now and I’m going to do whatever I please with you, does that sound good to you?” Ron asked, his hand going around your throat as you nodded.
“Y-yes.” You trembled at his action, his hand closed in around your pipes but still enough you could breathe.. he was so gentle, you pushed against his hold to kiss him but he restrained you there. Still smirking, your stomach burned and your chest was about to explode, becoming more and more impatient.
“What did I say.. Hm? Don’t be impatient.” He warned as his hand went down to unbutton your shirt, pulling the fabric away to kiss your exposed, sweaty skin.
His mouth was on your breast as he sucked a love bite, licking and biting, his movement so slow that it drove you crazy. “Fuck— Ron…” you moaned, your fingers pushing into his scalp, your legs on either side of him so weak you could barely move them.
He pulled away, his lips red and swollen to continue undressing you.
His hands pulled down your skirt, exposing your body to him completely, the way he was looking at you made you weak in the knees, and the feeling of something pooling between your legs.
His hands went to his own pants, then. Undoing his belt as you heard his breathing more ragged, before he stopped for a moment, scoffing. “Shit, you’re so fucking perfect, I’ve never seen something so pretty that fucked my mind so good that I’ve no idea where to start, what do I do? Goddamn it, I want to do everything to you.” He gripped your thigh with forceful fingers, pulling you closer as you gasped.
He kissed down your stomach, sloppy hot kisses all over your skin, going further down your lower stomach, it was all quicker than before as you hadn’t realised he had pulled your underwear with both of his hands, his mouth still lowering down and making you gasp as he licked your dripping heat.
His movements were betraying his own words, he couldn't be any more slow as he grabbed your legs over his shoulders and ate you out, his mouth kissing and licking every inch of you, your moans getting louder and louder, his hot breath sending you on edge.
You whimpered out your words but nothing seemed like a full coherent sentence so you bit down your lip, holding his hair in your fingers, you gasped as you felt the knot in your stomach about to snap, your breathing laboured as Ron groaned against your wetness with a grip on your thighs so bruising.
He spread your legs just a little more as he rolled his nose inside of you, making you cry out as the feeling was unbearable, your eyes shut tight and your legs shaking and twitching beneath you, your orgasm washing all over you as you spilled your juices all over Ron’s tongue, his breathy laugh hitting your sensitive spot and making you whine.
“Fuck.” You breathed out, relaxing your grip on his hair and dropped your hands next to you as you collected your breaths.
But Ron was not done, he looked up at you, stroking your face with his warm hand, bringing his thumb against your bottom lip. “You taste so good, it’s not fair.. you know? You want to know why?”
He gently pushed a strand of your sweating bangs away from your face, behind your ear as you plucked up the ability to speak. “Why?” Ron smiled as you said that, a smile so loving but so bitter, jealous.
“That night you didn’t beg me to stay with you, did you want somebody else? Was somebody else on that pretty little mind of yours?” Ron asked, jealousy and anger replacing his tone, his hands going to his belt as he finally undid it fully, throwing it away and unzipped his pants.
“No— never.. I didn’t want anybody else.” You defended, all your feelings resurfacing as you heard his accusation.
Ron’s pants were completely off as you talked, he wasn’t impressed, he wanted you to say more. “Ron, I've always wanted you.” You continued as he came on top of you again, his cock in his hand before he spat in his palm, rubbing it all over his throbbing length, you blinked at his size but you couldn’t give much reaction before Ron pushed you back down.
Spreading your legs with his eyes burning into yours, wanting you to continue. “I’ve always needed you.” You whispered, that was all he needed until he pushed himself inside of you. Both of you gasping at the action, Ron groaned against your neck before he adjusted himself properly inside you, his whimpers dying down as he thrusted in and out.
It was your turn now for uncontrollable moans, every move he made had made you whimper and squirm, he held you down with strong hands over your hips, rolling himself faster each second. “Oh.. oh, oh yeah.” You moaned, your walls clenching around him, he felt so good.
“How good is this? Hm? Can anybody else make you feel this good? Tell me!” Ron took your palm in his hands as you cried out the harder he pushed himself into you, tears threatening to fall. “N-no.” You whined, Ron chuckled dryly as he let out a moan. “Exactly.. that’s exactly what I want to hear—“ he paused to let out another strangled moan which made you fold, your fingernails digging into his freckled shoulders as you whined for more.
Ron placed a hand over your stomach, still thrusting at the same pace as you gasped out at the feeling of being close. “I’m- I’m close.” You whispered, Ron went faster as soon as you said that.
Scratching his shoulder as you screamed before he took your mouth in his, kissing and swallowing down your moans, his thrusts becoming more brutal as you moaned into the kiss, your heartbeat so loud in your ears.
You and Ron were both moaning into each other’s mouths, your legs and hands shaking, so scared of how intense the feeling was as you came undone and letting out a loud scream with your tears cold against your face.
Ron pulled himself out of you after a few seconds of you collecting your breaths, finding it so hard to do so.
“Hey, baby.. breathe okay? Come on, in and out,” Ron kissed your cheek as you nodded, your chest calming down after a few intakes of breaths and the ginger was next to you. “Oh my god.” You sighed, running your fingers through your sweating hair.
“I know.” Ron giggled, his face still red, your fingernails indeed left scratches on his shoulders.
You just got to admit that it was so intense, it never ever felt this good.
“I’m sorry.” You said after a long pause of both of you not saying anything, just breathing and calming down.
“Hm? What for?” Ron turned to face you, his eyes back to the same blue you adored. You touched his shoulder with your fingertips as he looked at it, scoffing and shaking his head. “It hurts so good.” Ron grabbed you closer to him, kissing your forehead.
“It does?” You bit down your lip, Ron shook his head. “No, don’t be sorry.. it’s a good reminder that I’ve had the best sex in my whole life, and with a girl I’m so in love with.”
You blushed at his words. “I’m glad we both agree on that.” You grinned.
You and Ron stayed there for a few more minutes before he helped clean you up and dress you, then he took you to steal food from the kitchens and stare at the stars as you both ate, then steal a few more kisses before you had to part ways, both of you already missing the other.
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If you’re still doing HP can you do a Sirius x reader where she goes to visit him in Azkaban? Thank you
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EYESHADOW, s. black
"come on, peach! you said you'd do my make up." he protested. you didn't mind doing his makeup, you actually loved it. he would hold onto your hips, making sure you didn't slip or fall, but it was sometimes hard to concentrate.
"sirius, right now?" you whined, shifting to your knees.
"yes right now, you promised." he said pulling you into his lap. he gently placed a light kiss on your cheek.
"you are a menace, sirius black." you groaned, leaning over him to grab your makeup bag. sirius quickly smiled, become giggly at the fact he won you over. you quickly sat it on your lap and started going through it.
"flattery is always key, peach."
—
sirius couldn't help but flutter his eyes every time the brush hit them. he was constantly moving.
"stay still siri, please." you asked, legs wrapped around his waist as you placed the eyeshadow upon his eyelid. his hands gently relaxed by your hips.
"i'm trying, it's kind of hard when you're poking me."
"poking you? i can stop if-"
sirius quickly replaced his hands upon your hips holding you down. "no, no don't stop." he said opening his eyes to look at you.
"okay" you whispered, you gently placed a kiss to his lips before he shut his eyes again. hands still on your hips but more relaxed now. you continued to apply the eyeshadow on the other eye.
i want to cut my hair again 😫
KISSES, r. lupin
you didn't mind giving people kisses, it was your way of telling people you loved them. everyone had known that your love language was physical touch. there was only one person you got nervous to kiss. it was the one and only, remus lupin.
it wasn't that you were scared of him or scared of his scars, because god knows that you wanted to kiss every one of his scars. you were scared that if you did, you wouldn't be able to stop.
a kiss on the cheek;
you sat on the edge of the couch arm, listening in on james and mary's conversation. remus sat next to you reading a new book as always, barley engaging with his friends around him. he'd look up every now and then, but his face was mostly in his book.
"dove, wouldn't it be more comfortable sitting on the couch?" you turned your head to see who remus was talking to, before looking at him with your brows furrowed.
"me?" he gave a quick chuckle.
"yes you, dove, sitting on the couch arm seems uncomfortable. isn't it?" he placed his book face down against his legs, his arm extended placing it closer to your hip.
"i- sure, but it'll be a tight squeeze." you stood to your feet, walking a few feet. his eyes didn't leave yours.
"i don't mind being close to you." you gave him a quick smile before you sitting down, legs pressed against each other. you quickly placed a kiss against his cheek.
"thank you, remus." you said before turning to talk to lily.
"anytime, dove."
a kiss on the forehead;
you stood alongside the hospital bed. you were upset. how could he have not told you? you two were friends, were you not? did he not trust you? had you done something for him to think that? did he think that? did he think you were going to tell someone about him? you wouldn't, you would never do that.
your eyes scanned his friends who sat in the beds next to him before your eyes flickered back to remus again. you took a deep breath, before watching his eyes flutter open. "remus, are you alright? would you like me to get the nurse?"
"shh, dove, relax please." he quickly sat, groaning from the pain, before looking completely at you. he noticed the dried tear stains against your face, the way your lips were plummed from you biting them, or the fact that your nails were chipped due to your constant picking.
"relax, remus? you want me to relax?" you spat, your face had turned from comforting to mad in less than a few seconds. who did he think he was, to tell you to relax? "you were passed out! in the forbidden forest! and don't sit there and lie to me! remus, because i know."
"darling, please under-"
"no, i don't understand, remus. why didn't you tell me? aren't we friends? did you not trust me?" you could feel your heart beating out of your chest, like if it went too fast it might just stop. you bit your tongue, trying to hold back the tears that started forming in your eyes.
"dove, i do trust you. i- i just didn't know how to tell you. i didn't want you to look at me differently." his eyes scanned your face, he could see the tears starting to form.
"i would never look at you differently, remus. you are everything to me, i care about your well-being." you quickly slipped your hand into his, before giving him a genuine smile.
"thank you, dove." you quickly moved your face towards him, before placing your lips against his forehead. a wave of your perfume hit him in the face, and it wasn't that it was too much. it was that he hadn't smelt it in so long.
"i could care less if you were a goblin or an elf, remus."
a kiss on the nose;
you had asked remus to join you in the library so he could help you study. you really didn't need his help, you just wanted to spend time with him. it wasn't like he cared, he'd drop everything to spend time with you.
you stood by the front door of the library, waiting for remus to be in view. your lip was a bit swollen from you biting them. you scanned everyone before scanning the lengthy man, with his cream sweater and his books in hand. his sandy brown hair barley over his eyes. his eyes looked up to met yours before a smile was placed on both of your face.
"hi, remmy." you managed to spit out.
"hi, dove, what did you need help with again?" he barley had time to register what happened before you grabbed his hand and dragged him to a corner of the library.
"i was wondering if you could help me with the history project. i think i understand it, but at the same time i don't, you know?" his face was scrunched up, he knew you were excellent at history of magic.
"uhh, you need my help, dove, you're sure?"
"of course, remus." you quickly sat down, moving some things so you had room to write and such.
"alright then." he quickly placed his bag down on the floor against the chair, before grabbing the papers in front of you.
you watched as his eyes scanned the papers. you quickly looked away, flustered at the thought of being caught looking at him. was it weird that you were watching him? would he think it was weird?
you searched for anything to look at, before seeing another guy. your eyes scanned him up and down from his blue converse to his white turtleneck. you turned to remus again, who was already looking at you. he quickly cleared his throat, before grabbing one of the books. he may have placed the book too close to his face causing him to hit himself.
"shit-"
"oh remus, are you alright?" you quickly cupped his face, checking to see the damage.
"i'm fine, just hit myself is all." he quickly rubbed his nose, before his eyes flickered to look into yours. you quickly placed your lips against his nose, to kiss it better.
"there, now you're all better." you said, letting go of his face before turning to grab the book he had.
"thanks, dove."
a kiss on the lips;
you stood in front of remus, after a long night of being alone together. you had finally managed to find the courage to tell how you felt about him.
your eyes watched remus as the cigarette in his mouth, you watched as the ash began to build up. "are you only going to stare, dove" his head tilted towards yours, his hand dragging the cigarette out of his mouth.
"what? oh- no." you turned your head fast.
"do you want a smoke?"
"no i'm fine, thanks though." you debated if you should tell him, there was a possibility that he might like you back. "remus?" he answered with a hum. "i love you."
it went silent for a couple minutes, before remus looked at you fully again. the cigarette that was once in his mouth was gone. "no you don't, dove."
"i do, i love you, remus. i'm in love with you." he stayed quiet allowing you to speak. "i've loved you since we first met."
"y/n, you don't understand."
"if you don't love me, i'll leave. tell me you don't love me." you shouted.
"it's not that-"
"tell me." you demanded, he continued to argue with you. he tried to deny his feelings for you. "tell me! tell me, remus! tell me you don't love me! tell me and i'll leave you alone!"
"of course i do! of course i love you! it's hard not to love you! but i'm- i'm a monster!" he shouted "y/n, why would you want to be with a monster?"
"you're not a monster to me, you're just remus." you tried to keep the tears bottled inside of you, but they had begun to spill out.
"dove, please don't cry. i do, i do love you. i have loved you for as long as i can remember."
"remmy-" remus quickly cupped your face before pulling you into a kiss. it felt like time had stopped around the both of you. remus pride your mouth open with his tongue, allowing it to roam around your mouth. you quickly pulled away, catching your breath. "i love you, remus."
"i love you too, dove."
notes: i may have made this too long and i honestly don't know what is going on. i might fix it later on, anyways i hope you liked it. xxx
