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hiii malll!!! you make me all giggly when you write about sirius...

was wondering if you could do a sirius having a wet dream about reader

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Sirius black X fem!reader

I escalated things because well, how could I not? I’m well aware of how down bad I am for this man I can’t stop writing for him.

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: smut, creampie, unprotected sex, you name it, tell me if I missed anything.

Sirius woke up with a start, his breathing heavy, his hair stuck to his forehead and his sweat spattered across his chest, soaking him through his pants.

As he pushed the blanket off of his body, he noticed how hard he’d been, recalling the dream he had, a dream he never wanted to wake up from.

He took a shaky breath before he ran his fingers through his hair, lying back down, taking it all in.

Sirius was in a relationship with you for not so long and as much as he wanted you, he simply never made a move, now that he’s dreamt of this, of you, being inside of you and the way it felt so real to him, made him not think straight, he felt so desperate.

The next morning came around as he tried to occupy his mind with other things, hanging out with his friends as you were busy with a family dinner, he tried to tell you but it felt so wrong, he felt slightly embarrassed as it is.

He failed miserably, he couldn’t stop thinking about it, he couldn’t stop thinking about how good that made him feel, and it was just a dream, it’s not supposed to feel this good. his skin felt desperate for it, his heart pounding the more he thought of what it would be like to be inside of you, for real this time, no dreams he can wake up from, no one to stop him from feeling you, to stop him from hearing the way you’d moan his name if he touched you the way he did in that dream, his breath hitched at the thought of it, he felt so— turned on.

Sirius had just texted you, as you were done with whatever you had for that day, he was way in over his head to recall what you’d told him over that text earlier.

He felt so embarrassed over it few hours ago, he wanted to have nothing but respectful thoughts of you, but now he felt so animalistic, so cunning to just go up there and— he took a breath and rested his head against his car seat, closing his eyes for a minute before he had to get out of it.

Making his way up your window, his heart heavy and his feelings so heightened, it was not the embarrassment he thought he would think of when he saw you as you walked over to the window with a smile so big on your red lips, all he felt was hotness course through him, barely breathing.

The window was lifted up, you standing before him, amused by something, your red lipstick brighter than ever.

“Hi! come in.” You smiled, your fingers lightly touching his wrist which sent fire burning inside of him, a touch so small, felt like electricity flowing through his nerves. “Hi.” Sirius responded, jumping inside your bedroom before you shut the window close again, you walking to your vanity, taking off your earrings.

“How was your night out?” Sirius licked his lips, his throat dry as he took a seat on your bed. “Good! I had a good time, it was okay.” You smiled, looking at him in the mirror, your back to him, his eyes trailed down your exposed legs, with your dress short enough to do that.

Sirius blinked his eyes away, he needed to control himself.

“And you? What did you do today, anything fun?” You continued, completely unaware of how feverish he looked, and felt. “Me? Uh—“ Sirius scoffed. “Nothing much, just hung out with James.” He cleared his throat, pulling himself up on the bed properly, fidgeting with his ringed fingers.

“Oh, really? Great, how is he?” You asked, turning around to face him, wet wipes in your hand as you wiped your lips with it, the lipstick coming off, Sirius’s gray eyes followed your every movement. “He’s— he’s fine.. James is great, yeah.” Sirius blinked as you tossed away the tissue, you tilted your head to the side before that little hint of confusion slighty came off.

“Can you help me with my dress?” You walked closer to him, sitting next to him, as he was facing your back when you moved your hair to the side of your shoulder, Sirius gulped as his fingers unzipped your dress, feeling himself losing the control he was doing a good job holding up. “Thanks, are you okay? Sorry I didn’t text you earlier, the internet was bad.” You leaned in and gave him a short kiss on his lips, and that’s all it took for Sirius to put his arm around your waist.

He forcefully pulled you closer, his lips kissing you hungrily, his breathing ragged the more it continued, your hands were in his hair as he pulled you into his lap with his hands on your hips, his tongue parting your lips, exploring your mouth.

“Sirius—“ you moaned, your voice sending chills down his spine, numbing his senses, every ounce of embarrassment was washed down, and all he felt was a burning desire, want, need.

The room echoed with your heavy breathing, mixed with his groans as he flipped you over and down the mattress, placing himself between your legs. Taking one look down at you, your hair messed, your lips red and swollen, the sight made him feral, he pulled the dress off of you, his eyes glancing at your body like a hunter looking at his prey.

His lips found your neck, kissing and biting your sensitive skin, your breaths uncontrollably heavy with your fingers tugging at his hair, he kissed down your chest, your stomach, the space between your thigh and your hip. “Oh my god..” you breathed out as his fingers pulled at the waistband of your panties.

“Can I? Can I take these off, pretty girl?” Sirius asked, looking up at you, his voice a husky whisper. “Yes.. please.” You begged, breathless.

he smirked pridefully at how much you seemed to want this, his fingers slid down your panties over your legs, as he let out a gasp at the sight of you.

“all of this is mine..? How could I control myself, Hm? How can I, baby?” His fingers teasingly went up your thigh, closer and closer to your pulsing, dripping heat. “Who said you should…?” you breathed out, your head thrown back against your mattress. “That’s right, I can’t control myself.” Sirius hissed as his fingers touched your wet entrance, your gasping audible. “I haven’t touched you, yet.” His fingers started rubbing you, his other hand holding your leg so it doesn’t close in on him with your squirming.

“I haven’t touched you and you’re this wet, Do you feel as turned on as I feel when I just think of you? Hm? Is that right?” Sirius teased, his fingers slowing down, making you ache for more, arching your back. “I— I do.. fuck.. Sirius don’t stop, please.” You moaned, his smirk growing by the second, continuing his movements, slow and steady, wanting you to ache for more, and the slower he moves the more he gets to see you like this without it ending so soon.

“You do, hmm? You’re so pretty, you’re absolutely beautiful my love, I can’t wait to taste you… to be inside of you.” He whispered, his fingers moving faster as your moans got louder. “Sirius— please..” you cried out, your legs shaking beneath him, the squelching was all he could hear besides your labored breathing.

“Please what..? tell me what you want, and I’ll do it.” Sirius reassured, his voice holding a sincere tone, a caring one but still coated with desire and need for you, that’s undeniable.

“I’m— I’m close, so close..” you fisted at your bedsheets, your eyes closed shut. “You can come, baby.. do it for me.” Sirius cooed, his head moving up to meet yours, his lips finding yours in a sweet kiss, swallowing your moans. your orgasm heavy, coming all over Sirius’s fingers, your body trembling.

Sirius brought up his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. moaning in pleasure at the taste of you. “So good..” Sirius smiled down at you, licking his lips as he did so, making sure he doesn’t waste any drop.

As he waited for you to take your breath, he jumped off the bed, taking off his shirt, followed by his pants as he undid his belt, looking at you as your breaths calmed down and you were watching him, your legs parted and ready for him.

Sirius smirked before he jumped on top of you once again. “Are you sure?” He asked, half of him didn’t want to ask, but the other wanted you to want this as much as he did. You pulled him down by his necklace, nodding. “Yes, I’m sure.” You gulped, your sweat breaking out on your forehead, your hands shaking as they went into his hair.

Sirius nodded, pushing himself gently inside of you, whimpering at the sensation as you gasped softly. He only took a second before he moved in and out of you, his movement so slow and gentle, the feeling was driving him crazy.

He felt like he could never have enough of this, his movement going faster by the second, your walls clenching around him was like a drug he couldn’t keep away, his thrusting became more brutal, more powerful, your bed creaking underneath your sweating bodies.

Both of you moaning, Sirius shoved his head in the crook of your neck as he thrusted harder, faster, pushing inside of you so hard it made you cry out, your legs shaking at his sides, your hands tugging at his dark hair in pleasure.

You moaned his name, his heart pounding at how you sounded, making him feel so many things he couldn’t put into words.

He felt himself closer and closer, an idea popping into his head as he pulled himself away from your neck. “Can I come inside of you, please?” He asked, feeling more desperate now that the desperation was turned into a bubbling sensation in his stomach. “Please, baby? Can I—“ Sirius breathed out, a soft groan leaving his throat.

“Yes.. yes please— Sirius, yes.” You agreed, your hands going to his neck as he couldn’t hold it in anymore, his come filling you up, your insides filled with him, his arms holding you tight as the sensation blinded him.

After a second of catching his breath he dropped himself next to you, you let out a strangled laugh, your chest heaving. “Oh my goodness.. that was so good.” You broke the silence, Sirius joining you, his laugh slightly more strangled. “How come we’ve never done this before?” You moved your head to the side, looking up into his gray eyes.

“Fuck, we’re so stupid. I’ve no idea.” Sirius chuckled, pulling you into his chest, his arm around you, the other underneath his head. “I liked it, I really did.” You blushed, your heart racing at the realization of what you both did.

“Good, I did too.” He kissed your head, holding you tighter. Pulling your blanket over your naked bodies, falling asleep next to a man so beautiful, and so happy.

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SOMETHING, j. potter

you knew james was a one of a kind man. the kind of man to set flowers in a vase in the middle of the table. the kind of man to kiss your nose before he left for work. the kind of man that would do anything for you.

you notice everything james has done. but he's been distant, short with everything you two talked about. every time you had asked him why he was being so distant, he'd make up an excuse.

"james, can you just tell me why you're being like this?" you shouted at him, as he sat on the sofa. "what are you talking about?" he said throwing his head back to look at you.

"you know what i'm talking about james. you've been distant." you said moving in front of him. his gaze following your every movement. "sweets, I'm not doing anything wrong! i wanted to watch my show!" he argued

"jamie seriously! god i'm so done with you! you're always lying to me! you're always gone and you won't talk to me anymore!" he could see the tears start forming in your eyes. "birdie." he said sitting up. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to be distant with you."

"god, i don't think i can do this anymore, jamie." you muttered, making him jump up. hands grabbing your upper arms. "birdie, please listen to me. i- it's hard to explain, but i will. sit please." he said shifting you towards the sofa. "look, baby- i- god, hold on let me grab something really quick." he said running off in to your shared room, scavenging through things before walking back out. "i wanted it to be more romantic, but i was so scared you'd say no." he said pulling out the tiny tiffany box. "jamie-"

he repositioned himself on one of his knees and slowly opened the small box letting the sight of a ring become visible. "baby- will you do me the honors of becoming my wife. i'm sorry i was so distant. i was just so scared you'd say no but i was also trying to make this more romantic-" "jamie, are you- yes. jamie yes." his mouth closed and formed a smile. "yes?" he ask, before you snatched the box out of his hand, you slid the ring on your finger before cupping james' face and smashing your lips onto his. mouths opening allowing each other's tongues to explore each other's. the kiss became heated fast, james' hands fleeting to your thighs pulling you into him.

you slowly pull apart, saliva spilling from both tongues. "jamie-" "i'll make this amazing for both of us." he said sliding his hands under your bum before pulling you up. "james, you are something else!" you said as he slowly kissed your neck as he entered the bedroom.