please PLEASE learn how to tag your fanfics. Don’t tag fluff when it’s angst, don’t tag smut when it’s fluff and please don’t tag characters that ARENT EVEN MENTIONED IN THE FIC!!!!

being in love with ATJ!james potter fancast is great!

until your on maraudersTok and have a nostalgia pit in your stomach yearning for 2021-2023 Marauders Tiktok because everyone suddenly hates him as the fancast for james and you know it’ll never be the same…

i miss him your honor ☹️

I was too scared to say this so thank you for taking one for the team 😭🙏

i'm letting go.

Y/N finally had enough of being James’s backburner

note: modern au, this is a part 2 of my “hey, are u still there? …good.” fic, inspired by niki’s song again but this time it’s “oceans and engines.”

tags: @dearmy-diary @moonteaxw @xcinnamonmalfoyx @box-of-kinderjoy @hisparentsgallerryy @alittlebirdswhisper @chi-ara (i can't seem to tag the last two accounts.)

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A symphony of heartbroken tears and quiet, mournful sniffles echoed throughout the room, rebounding off the cold, stark walls and filling the silence with their melancholy. "Here we go again," she mused to herself, a bitter chuckle escaping her lips as the painful reality of her situation hit her once more. Her gaze, heavy with unshed tears and the burden of heartbreak, fixed on the seemingly innocent photo of James and Lily, both ignorant of the emotional turmoil their image was causing.

hey, are u still there?...good.

Y/N inevitably finds themselves settling into James's backburner.

note: modern au, inspired by niki's song, "backburner.", lily evans is briefly mentioned, here's what i promised you guys mwa mwa!

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Y/N had always been the "backburner," the second choice, especially James’s second choice. She was the one he turned to when his first plans fell through—the one who was always there but never the priority. She was used to it and had grown comfortable in the role.

“Show You” Part 3

post azkaban sirius black x reader smut

MDNI

pls read part 1 & 2 first !

warnings: age gap, rough sex, daddy kink, thigh riding, choking

The hours went by achingly slow. Sirius went back to not even looking at you and you were growing bored of Ron and Harrys constant Quidditch talk. The orgasm that Sirius had just gave you in the bathroom didn’t suffice, you were like a puppy that couldn’t sit still as every source of friction reminded you of what was to come.

Your eyes kept switching between the clock and the back of Sirius who was still stood a few feet away from you. His sleeves were rolled up with his forearms exposed. You felt yourself begin to throb as you took in the details of each vein and imagined where his large hands had been only hours before hand.

Eventually the guests began to disperse one by one and Ron had fallen asleep next to you, soft snores leaving his mouth. As soon as Harry noticed Ron was asleep, he took the opportunity to sneak upstairs with Ginny which left a few of the adults stood in the kitchen.

Sirius was having a conversation with Remus but caught your eye for a moment. He nodded his head towards his bedroom door swiftly, indicating for you to go there now before him.

Feeling yourself grow slightly giddy, you jumped to your feet without stirring Ron and quickly padded your way to his bedroom before anybody noticed.

You sat on his bed, but you were still restless, feet swaying off the edge as your legs weren’t long enough to touch the ground. The heat in your lower abdomen was already growing and he wasn’t even in the room yet, but the memories that laced the sheets of his bed from a few days beforehand was enough to turn you on.

It was around ten minutes before Sirius entered his room, the sudden noise making you jump slightly. He didn’t bother looking out you as he turned to place a charm on the door so no noise would be heard and the door couldn’t be opened, making your bottom lip pout slightly. The mere sight of him made you want to release a moan, the way his jaw tensed, and his eyebrows furrowed.

Sirius turned to you with dark eyes and sat down beside you on the bed. Without hesitating, you turned to sit on his lap facing him with your legs either side of his waist.

“You’ve been so fucking bad.” He groaned, placing his large hands around your waist.

“I’m sorry, daddy.” You said sweetly, wrapping your arms around his neck and placing soft kisses on his jaw. Your mind was already foggy, so far in subspace you wanted to do anything to please him.

“I’m gonna have to punish you, baby.” Sirius said after a low sigh causing you to whimper slightly.

“I promise I can make it up to you.” You cried, lowering your hips to his to cause some friction between the two of you.

“Uh-uh, kitten. You don’t get to touch.” Sirius grabbed your hips and stopped them from moving against his, maneuvering you so you were now pressed against his thigh.

“Please,” You cried, your eyes wide and you searched for any sense of remorse in his. “Please, daddy I wanna make it up to you. I-I need to feel you.”

“Hmm, you want to cum, baby?” Sirius sneered slightly, making you nervous. You nodded your head eagerly at his offer to which he let out a small and sinister laugh. He guided your hips against his thigh and your cheeks flushed pink. You let out a moan as the friction between you and his thigh began to get you off. “No touching.” He smirked as he put his hands behind himself on the bed, resting on them.

You continued to jut against his thigh, feeling slightly pathetic but not being able to stop. You were a whimpering mess, desperate for any form of release as Sirius looked down at you with a smirk.

“Fuck, you’re so pathetic.” Sirius sneered. “Getting off on my thigh like the little slut you are, huh?”

All you could do is nod your head as you were so focused on finding your high. You were quickly brough out of it as you felt a pang against your cheek.

“Answer me.” He grumbled.

“Y-Yes.” You mumbled. “I’m your slut, daddy.” You moaned, speeding up as the pain from the slap had turned you on even more.

“Fuck,” Sirius grabbed your hips, not being able to contain himself much more. “Cum on my thigh, kitten.”

You did as you were told, your clit continued to rub against his clothed thigh as he helped you speed up the pace until your legs were shaking and you cried out against his shoulder.

Once you caught your breath, you looked up at him.

“Daddy’s being too generous, hmm?” Sirius mumbled as he pushed some of your hair off of your face. You shook your head and pouted your lip slightly. “But I still haven’t punished you yet, baby.”

Your eyes widened as you thought him embarrassing you by making you get off on his thigh was the punishment.

“Sit over my lap, kitten.”

You did as you were told, getting on your hands and knees over his lap. Sirius pushed your dress up so that your ass and thong were on display and he caressed his hands over it gently.

“You think you can be a good girl for me from now on, huh?” He questioned you as you rested yourself on your elbows.

“I promise, daddy.” You responded.

“You’re not gonna be a brat?” He continued and your eyebrows furrowed.

“I’m not a brat.” You bit back but regretted it as he swiftly lifted his hand and spanked you. You couldn’t help but let out a moan, you didn’t know what was wrong with you as instead of pain, the slap turned you on even more.

Sirius let out a low laugh as your ass raised higher as if waiting for the next spank.

“You like that, you little slut?” He said before hitting you again. You were sure you were bruised but you didn’t care. The spanks kept on coming until your ass was numb and you were in a complete daze.

Sirius threw you off his lap onto the bed before quickly pulling down his trousers and boxers, revealing himself right infront of your face.

“How the fuck am I meant to punish you when you’re such a little whore.” He spat, stood at the end of the bed.

You crawled over to him until you were level with his cock. You forgot how big he was, and you could already imagine the curves of his cock hitting your walls later that night.

“Can I touch you, daddy?” You nearly begged as his dick was millimetres from your mouth. He nodded, sighing heavily.

You wrapped your lips around his member, pushing down as far as possible as wrapping your tongue around him. You let out a moan as you bobbed your head up and down his shaft but soon regretted it as this turned Sirius on more.

He grabbed the back of your head and began thrusting into you.

“You’re such a little cock slut, huh?” Sirius groaned out as he continued to fuck your face. You gagged and cried onto his dick, but he didn’t care. He tugged and pulled on your hair, forcing you up and down his length.

You were throbbing at this point, so ready to be fucked senseless but it was no use as he continued to use your mouth.

“Brats don’t deserve to be treat nicely.” He mumbled as you moaned against his dick causing his head to fall back in pleasure. “You want to taste my cum, kitten?”

There was no point in him asking, he quickened his pace before you could feel him throbbing inside your mouth.

His moans were low as the white liquid sprayed down your throat and you swallowed it briskly.

Sirius removed himself from your mouth but didn’t remove his grip from your hair. He rubbed his swollen member against your lips before you stuck your tongue out, allowing him to lace it with the rest of his cum.

“Fuck.” He groaned as you sucked on his overstimulated end.

Sirius sat at the head of the bed, running his fingers through his hair. You were still so deep in subspace and still ridiculously turned on with desperate need of release. You whined as you crawled up to him, puppy eyes in full display.

“What?” He smirked. You furrowed your eyebrows in frustration as you didn’t want to beg. You let out another whine as you sat on your knees next to him. “Use your words, kitten.”

“I-I want you to fuck me.” You said under your breath, looking down at your fingers.

“You think you deserve that?” He replied, grabbing your hips and sitting you on his lap so your legs were either side. He was still hard, and you could feel him through your panties beneath you. You nodded your head eagerly.

“I don’t know, baby.” Sirius sighed. “You’ve been so fucking bad and daddy’s already made you finish twice.”

“B-But I need to feel you properly.” You nearly begged. You were passed the point of embarrassment, passed the point of feeling pathetic. You wanted one thing and you were going to do anything to get it. “I wanna be filled up.” You whined.

“Fuck, you are my little cock slut, huh kitten?” Sirius smirked. His hands travelled up your thigh until they were at the top, and his thumb rested on top of your panties before he began to slowly rub your clit. You let out a moan, it was better than nothing, but it wasn’t enough.

“Please fuck me, daddy.” You cried out, jutting your hips against his thumb. “I need to feel your cock inside me.”

“And you promise to be a good girl if I fuck you?” Sirius bribed me.

“I’m your good girl, daddy, please.” Tears were slowly running down your cheeks as you were so desperate for release.

Sirius flipped you over, so he was now on top. He pushed your panties to the side before rubbing his tip against your entrance. Your hips continued to buck forward against him as your head fell back.

You looked at his face that was laced with a sinister smirk and you whined once more, before he eventually pushed himself into you.

Without a moment to spare he was pounding into you, a loud smacking noise every time he thrusted. You still weren’t used to his size as there was slight discomfort, but it was quickly masked with the pleasure of him fucking you.

One of his hands rested on your thigh as the other wrapped around your throat, restricting your breathing as all you could focus on was the pleasure you were feeling.

Your hands travelled to his chest, palms resting against his muscles through his half-unbuttoned shirt as you took in every inch of him.

“Fill me up, daddy – please.” You whined, voice wavering every time he thrusted into you.

“I’m close baby, cum around daddy’s cock.” He groaned, moving his hand to your clit for extra pleasure.

It wasn’t long before your legs were shaking, and your walls were clenching around his cock. He continued to thrust into you until you could feel his cum inside you, his cock throbbing as you both were riding out your highs.

Sirius rolled over next to you and fumbled with something on his bed side table before pulling a cigarette to his lips and lighting it.

You both lay against the headboard catching your breath.

“Come here, baby.” Sirius gestured for you to sit on his lap. You did as you were told and as he held his cigarette in his hand, he pulled your dress over your head.

He took a long draw of his cigarette, taking in every inch of you before leaving kisses along your torso, over your breasts and up your neck. “So pretty.” He muttered.

You blushed from your place above him, your mind still foggy as you couldn’t manage to get any words out.

He took a few more drags from his cigarette before offering you some.

“Am I allowed?” You questioned with wide eyes. His eyebrows furrowed before he smirked slightly.

“Y/N, of course you are baby.”

“I don’t have to ask for permission?” You continued, feeling like it was some sort of test. He shook his head no.

“Only in the bedroom, kitten.” He chuckled. Still unsure, you took the cigarette from his hand and placed it against your lips. You quickly inhaled but it instantly caught the back of your throat causing you to cough. Sirius chuckled once again as you gave him the cigarette back.

“You’re so innocent, darling.”

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“Show you” Part 2

post azkaban sirius black x reader smut

MDNI

read part one first !!!

warnings : age gap, cheating, daddy kink, rough sex, degrading

Sirius had been ignoring you all week, barely making eye contact with you never mind speaking to you. You were frustrated in more ways than one, craving his touch but also agitated that he could act like nothing ever happened.

Ron hadn’t noticed that anything was wrong, he caught you spacing out in deep thought a few times but that was all.

It had even gotten to the point where you tried to recreate the way Sirius made you feel using Ron, trying to get him to fuck you harder or to pay more attention to you in the bedroom but he simply got confused and kept asking you where all this came from.

In front of everyone else you were more attached to Ron than usual for multiple reasons. For one you didn’t want anyone to think that there was something up, and of course you wanted to grasp at any attempt of making Sirius jealous.

Tonight, you were having a small gathering in celebration of Charlie and Fleur getting engaged. Molly and Arthur were spending the night at Grimmauld Place, preparing it as they were moving us all there within the next week. They wanted us to have some fun as everything had been so depressing for the past few months. Of course, they trusted Remus and Sirius and a few others to make sure everyone was safe and were willing to protect us if anything went wrong.

The night was already getting on, everyone was slightly tipsy. You were sat on the sofa next to Ron, the same sofa you and Sirius got a little too comfortable on a few nights prior.

Sirius was right in your eyeline, leaning up against a counter with a drink in his hand talking to a woman you had never seen before. She had long pin-straight blonde hair that fell graciously at her hips and a deep red dress that hung to her curves.

“Who is that?” You mumbled to Ron, trying to hide the jealously that coursed through your veins.

“Who?” Ron responded, completely oblivious.

“That woman talking to Sirius.” You continued nodding your head to where they were stood.

“Some Auror who’s joining the order. Why?” His eyebrows furrowed as he noticed you couldn’t break your gaze away from them.

“How do we know we can trust her?” You grumbled, trying to come up with an excuse.

“I’m sure Sirius knows her, he’s not an idiot.” Ron responded to which you let a scoff pass your lips. Ron simply furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

They had been talking all night. Sirius hadn’t looked at you once, so when he finally turned his head towards you, you took the opportunity to make him jealous.

Without a second to spare, you turned to Ron and pressed your lips against his. You were never one for public affection, however desperate times call for desperate measures.

Ron was clearly quite taken aback however kissed you back, you had had quite a bit to drink at this point, so you didn’t care what anyone else thought.

You could feel his eyes burning into you as you deepened the kiss, wrapping your arms around Ron’s neck as he snaked his around your waist.

Not taking it too far, you abruptly ended the kiss and made eye contact with Sirius. He simply smirked and turned back to the blonde stood in front of him. You were infuriated.

Sirius had made you feel like the most important person in the world for one night and now you felt like you barely mattered.

“Is everything okay?” Ron attempted to break you out of your trance, but he failed.

“I’m fine.” You replied through gritted teeth. “I’m going to get another drink.”

“But you have- “

You didn’t have time to hear Ron’s response as you stood up and walked to where the drinks were stationed, passing Sirius on the way. You poured pure fire whisky into a cup and took a shot of it before filling it to the brim.

Your body was ignited with jealousy and anger and you couldn’t control it anymore. He was driving you insane and your subconscious was being drowned out by alcohol.

Your heart was beating as you began walking back, pretending not to see Sirius before purposefully bumping into him, spilling his drink down his white shirt.

“Shit.” Sirius mumbled, looking down at the stain that was now growing.

“My apologies,” You said, riddled with sarcasm. “I didn’t see you there.”

Sirius looked down at you and his jaw clenched. You held eye contact for a few moments before he walked out of the room to clean himself up.

You walked back over to Ron, who was completely oblivious to what was going on and had started a conversation with Harry instead.

“I’m just going to the bathroom.” You said to him before bending down and pecking him on the cheek.

You hurried off to the bathroom, locking the door behind you and releasing a deep breath as you realized what you had just done.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and realized just how drunk you were.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You muttered to yourself.

There was a small tap at the door, and you froze.

“Y/N.” Sirius said quietly, his tone very harsh and serious. You stayed silent, trying not to make any noise. “Y/N if you don’t open this door, I will fucking break it down.”

You almost yelped at his dominance. Slightly apprehensive, you unlocked the door and let him come in.

“You are in so much fucking trouble.” Sirius spat before pushing you up against the wall and pressing himself into your back. He was now changed, but you barely had any time to take his appearance in as he was so quick to grab you.

His left hand held both of your wrists behind your back as the other one held the back of your throat.

“What the fuck made you think that was okay?” He continued, muttering harshly into your ear.

“You’ve been ignoring me.” You whined, sounding pathetic against his dominating tone.

“Brats don’t deserve daddy’s attention.” He pressed his crotch against your ass causing a pool to begin forming in your underwear.

“I-I’m not a brat. I need you daddy, please.” You cried out, pushing your ass further against him.

“Hmm,” He began, pushing some hair out of your face and releasing his grip slightly. “Maybe if I make you cum, you’ll be a good girl?”

“I will be – I am your good girl I promise.” You whimpered, desperate for release.

His hand travelled down your front with you still pressed against the wall before lifting up the hem of your dress. You let out a moan before he had even touched you, earning a low chuckle from him.

“How bad did you want this, baby?” Sirius mumbled almost sarcastically as his finger brushed over your clothed clit. You couldn’t respond, your mind too foggy as he was moving achingly slow.

“Reply to me when I’m fucking speaking to you.” He spat, yanking on your arms he still held behind your back.

“So bad, daddy.” You whined. He slid your underwear to the side before sliding his ring and middle finger past your folds and inside you.

“You’re so wet for me, pretty girl.” He groaned in your ear. The first thrust felt like heaven. You had been craving his touch all week and it was finally yours.

He pushed deeper before pumping them in and out of you. You wanted to scream at the pleasure you were feeling.

“Cum for me, baby.”

It was embarrassing how quickly he got you so close. You felt your pulse in your lower abdomen as he continued to fuck you with his fingers. You were a mess, crying out a moan with every single thrust of his hand.

It wasn’t long before you were riding out your orgasm on his fingers, grinding against him as your walls clenching around him as you caught your breath.

His grip was released from around your arms and he pulled himself out of you, sucking off your cum from his fingers.

“Now try to fucking behave.” Sirius muttered before turning to the door leaving you a sweaty mess.

“Wait- “You called out, slightly regretting it after it had left your mouth. The fog that grew in your brain as you fell into your subspace was starting to confuse your reality too. You could no longer tell when he was truly angry at you. He turned to look at you. “Kiss me, please” You almost begged.

The last thing you wanted was for him to hate you, you felt like you needed him. He was like an addiction that you couldn’t bare to get rid of.

His whole stature softened, his tensed shoulders falling, and his jaw untightened.

Sirius attached his lips to yours, holding your face in his large hands.

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled against his lips.

“Y/N,” He sighed, pulling back and running his fingers through your hair. “It’s okay baby. I’m sorry for ignoring you, but you know I can’t let anyone find out what’s going on between us.”

“I know but that doesn’t mean you have to flirt with other girls in front of me,” You finally released your anger. “I mean, who even is she?”

“That woman is joining the order,” Sirius scoffed. “Is that seriously why you were so angry? After you were eating Ron’s face in front of me.”

“I had to get your attention somehow.” You whined. “And besides, Ron is my boyfriend.” You dug deeper.

Sirius shook his head in somewhat disbelief. You could tell he was angry, but it somehow turned you on even more seeing his jaw tense and the veins in his neck pop out.

“You’re deluded, kitten.” He seethed as his grip on your waist tightened. “I’m not finished with you, meet me in my room at midnight.”

Sirius walked off without another word.

-

there will be a final part 3 up in the next few days

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“Show you”

post azkaban sirius x reader smut

this is my first piece of writing so pls bare that in mind ❤️ enjoy !

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warnings : age gap, cheating, lots and lots of smut, rough sex MDNI

You were finding it hard to fall asleep, your boyfriend, Ron’s, arm lay lazily across your waist as he snored lightly into your ear. You had been staying at the burrow with the order for a little over a week now as Molly didn’t see it fit for you all to go back to Hogwarts considering how unsafe it currently was. Molly had become somewhat of a second mother after you ran away from your family upon finding out they were death eaters.

You sighed heavily before peeling Ron’s arm off of you gently. Standing to your feet, you caught yourself in the mirror. Your body was covered in a short black lacy night dress that you had bought in hopes of impressing Ron. However, your efforts went slightly unnoticed and when Ron made a comment about your pajama choice your cheeks simply flushed pink as you shrugged your shoulders.

Ron had been your boyfriend for a little over 4 months and you were happy with him, but your insecurities grew larger as things became rocky in the bedroom.

He was the only person you had ever slept with, and he knew that. However, you were not Ron’s first and it made you worry that you weren’t as good as his past partners, especially since one of them was your mutual friend Hermione. You tried to play it off as cool and pretend you weren’t upset by it, but pangs of insecurity hit your chest every time you over thought it.

You quietly made your way to the kitchen to get a glass of water, not too worried about your outfit choice as you doubted anyone would be up at this hour anyway.

Your bare feet padded quietly against the carpeted floor until you halted at the doorway. On the small sofa sat none other than Sirius Black. He wore black slacks and a white shirt, slightly disheveled with a few of the top buttons undone revealing his chest tattoos slightly. His sleeves were rolled up to his forearms and in his right hand sat a glass of red wine.

Your breath hitched in your throat slightly as his eyes caught yours. You had never been alone with Sirius before, after spending so much time being scared of him in your school years it felt odd to see him like this.

“Y/N,” A smirk found its way to his lips as he turned to me. “What are you doing up so late.”

You stepped fore ward slightly, unsure of what to do with your hands.

“I uh - I was just getting some water.” You began. You watched as his eyes travelled down to where the end of your night dress hit your bare thighs. “I couldn’t sleep.”

“Why don’t you join me for a drink, then?” Sirius smirked; you could tell he wasn’t sober. Without thinking, you nodded your head yes… maybe a little too eager.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell Molly.” Sirius poured the deep red liquid into a glass before handing it to you as you sat on the sofa next to him. “And anyways, I was your age once, I know what goes on in the Gryffindor common room.”

You giggled at his comment, feeling his eyes burning into you as you brought the glass up to your lips to take a sip.

“Not so much anymore,” You shrugged. “It’s all been a bit… depressing.”

“I can imagine.” Sirius responded before there was a moment of unawkward silence. “You and I are very alike, you know.” He smirked once again.

“And how would you know that?” You smirked back, feeling the alcohol ease your entire body.

“I’ve heard a lot of things about you.” He continued. “We’re both traitors to our name, at least.”

“I guess we are similar.” You giggled before biting your lip and pausing to think for a moment. “Do you ever… do you ever feel a bit like a black sheep around here?”

His eyebrows furrowed; he didn’t necessarily seem confused but wanted to push you further.

“What do you mean?”

“Living here. It’s like – being thrown into this family that all… well they all love each other. The Weasleys and even Harry. Sometimes I just feel like I’ll never fit in.” You eventually got your words out.

“I understand, Y/N.” Sirius gave you a small smile before swigging the last of the wine in his glass. “You have Ron though, right?”

“Right.” You mumbled. The wine had gone to your head and you found it difficult to hide how you truly felt.

“Doesn’t sound very positive.” Sirius chuckled before pushing his long, dark hair back with his fingers.

“No, I- I didn’t mean it quite like that.” You sighed. “I do have him… he’s done a lot for me but… I don’t know.”

“But, what?” He furrowed his eyebrows. “Is he not treating you right?”

“No! He isn’t mistreating me. I mean, I’m here. He helped me get away from my parents but sometimes I feel there may be something missing. Maybe it’s just me.” You rambled, playing with the hem of your night dress.

“There’s nothing wrong with you, Y/N.” Sirius stated clearly sensing my insecurity before sitting up slightly. “You shouldn’t feel that way.”

“I don’t. Not all the time… it’s just- “You were struggling to get you words out, trying not to make it sound strange.

“Just tell me, Y/N.” He cut you off as you were taking a while to get to the point.

“Sexually.” You finally spit it out, eyes widening at yourself for finally saying it out loud. “I just feel… I just feel sometimes I can’t please him sexually.”

“How come?” Sirius responded, completely seriously making you feel more comfort in the conversation. You finished your wine before placing the empty cup on the coffee table and looking up at him with wide eyes.

“I’m just not his first partner and… well he was my first.” You responded honestly.

“So, are you struggling to… make him finish?” His fingers were tracing his lips gently as if he was deep in thought.

“No, it’s not that.” You bit your lip, embarrassment flushing over you as your cheeks heated up.

“Has he made you finish?” Sirius asked. The question threw you completely off guard as a pit of anxiety grew in your lower stomach. You began regretting even bringing it up as Sirius’ questions were so abrupt.

“Make me finish?” Your eyebrows furrowed at the question. The thought had never even crossed your mind. “I don’t... I don’t know what you mean.”

“You’ve never orgasmed?” Sirius eyebrows raised and yet somehow, he still wasn’t awkward about the conversation. Your head shook no, and he took a deep breath. “You’ve never even made yourself orgasm?”

“I wouldn’t even know where to begin.” You said under your breath. Your eyes finally locked with his and there was a short moment of silence.

“Do you want me to show you?” He finally spoke, your breath hitched in the back of your throat and your head was nodding yes before you could think twice.

Not even a second had passed before his lips were locked onto yours and he was kissing you passionately. His lips tasted of cigarettes and the dark berry’s mixed in the red wine. He grabbed you by the hips before pulling you onto his lap.

One of his hands rested on your hip as the other found the back of your neck, pulling you deeper into the kiss. Sirius’ tongue slipped its way past your lips as the kiss grew more heated. Your fingertips mindlessly began tugging at his hair as a groan left the back of his throat.

He pulled your hips foreword, grinding them against his own as you began to feel him grow hard beneath you. You whimpered at the sensation of his hard clothed length rubbing against your heated core earning another groan from him.

“Fuck, do you like that baby?” He grumbled before leaving a few wet kisses against your neck.

You couldn’t respond, too entranced in the pleasure your body was currently feeling, and you were both still fully clothed.

His hand travelled up your thigh and passed your night dress, his thumb brushing over your nipple earning another moan from you. The skin felt untouched, a sensation you had never quite experienced as he continued to play with them.

Sirius stopped abruptly, leaving your mouth laced with a pout. He picked you up by the waist and your legs instinctively wrapped around his torso. He carried you into his bedroom, which was already on the first floor before laying you down on the bed.

You watched as he cast a silencing spell on the room and your eyes flickered around the place, taking it all in. It was just like any other room at the burrow, however the scent of him was undeniable and you felt as though you were drowning in it.

He soon joined you on the bed, placing a long kiss to your lips before travelling down your body. He pushed your night dress up revealing your black lace underwear.

“Fuck.” Sirius moaned out. He pressed his lips to your core through your underwear, receiving a moan from you before grabbing the top of the material with his teeth and pulling them down your thighs.

Your breathing began to tremble as he pecked his way back up your thighs before his mouth connected with your clit instantly sending waves of pleasure throughout your entire body. His middle and ring finger found their way inside you as he pumped them in and out, hitting all the right placed every single time.

“You’re so wet for me, pretty girl.”

Your mind grew foggy as you could no longer control yourself, almost screaming at the pleasure he was causing you.

“You taste so fucking good.” Sirius spoke against you, his voice much deeper than before. His dark eyes looked up at you as he continued to suck against your clit tipping you over the edge.

Your fingertips found his hair once again, tugging against it as you found your way to your orgasm.

“Please, Sirius.” You screamed out.

“Cum for me, kitten.”

You rode on your orgasm on his fingers, your walls clenching around him as you continued to scream out his name. The pleasure ran through you like waves, nothing you had ever experienced before.

“You look so fucking pretty when you scream my name, baby.” Sirius groaned before placing his fingers in his mouth and sucking off the last of your cum.

He was now on top of you as you caught your breath, resting on his elbows either side of you. Brain still foggy, your hand reached out for his rock-hard length still hidden behind his trousers. You began palming him, somehow growing wetter as you realized just how big he is. Catching you off guard, he grabbed your wrist and held it against the mattress.

“I don’t think so, kitten.” Sirius almost growled at you. “You don’t touch without permission.”

Your eyes grew wide as you felt yourself slipping somewhere you had never been before. You let out a whine that you didn’t know you had in you.

“Please, Sirius.” You whined further.

“Please what?” He smirked.

“Please can I touch you.” You whimpered, hips bucking slightly allowing you to make contact with his length again.

He let go of your wrist and he moved beside you, sitting up against the headboard. You crawled on top of his lap before unbuttoning his trousers and pulling them down over his ankles. You pulled his boxers back, revealing his length. Your suspicions were correct – he was fucking huge. You heard him chuckle at your wide-eyed reaction as he made himself comfortable.

You wrapped your hand around him, your fingers looking tiny in comparison to him. You began pumping him with your hand before lowering your mouth down to his tip and rubbing it against your tongue, teasing him. He let out a groan as you slowly took him into your mouth, gagging as you attempted the whole thing.

“Shit” Sirius moaned as you began bobbing your head up and down his cock, using your hand to pleasure the parts your mouth couldn’t yet reach. Your tongue swirled around his tip, a new sense of determination you had never felt before. Your eyes met his as you continued, causing a louder moan to pass his lips. His hand found the back of your head as he helped you with the pace, but as he grew closer, he held your head down, bucking his hips into the back of your throat instead. You were gagging on his cock which only turned him on more, your hands gripped on to his thighs as you very nearly met the base of his cock with your lips.

“Fuck, I’m too close.” He groaned before pulling out of your mouth and grabbing your arms, pulling you back on top of him. “You want my cock, kitten?” He hummed, before pushing your night dress up above your thighs and running his tip between your folds. Your head nodded eagerly. “Use your words, pretty girl.”

“I-I want your cock, Sirius.” You mumbled, so far gone that your words no longer embarrassed you.

“Much better.” Sirius responded before sliding into you with no warning, his pace already quicker than anything you’d ever experienced. Your fingertips found his muscular back as he held onto your thighs, pounding into you. His large hands wrapped around your thighs as if they were nothing, turning you on even more.

Sirius cock continued to fill you as both of your moans slipped louder and louder past your lips. He flipped you over, so you were now beneath him, your chests pressed against each other. His long hair fell onto your face as he slammed himself into you, hitting your walls in places they’d never been touched before.

Unused to the sensation, your fingernails dug into the skin of his back causing a groan to pass his lips. His eyebrows furrowed together, and his hand travelled to your throat.

“Did I fucking say you could mark me?” Sirius spat at you, squeezing his hand so tight you didn’t know how much longer you could last. The mix of pleasure and pain was almost unbearable as you felt yourself reach your high. “Don’t ignore me.” He spat again, pounding harder.

“No,” You trembled slightly. “You didn’t”

“Then don’t fucking do it, brat.” His hand left your throat and you soon felt a pang against your cheek. You couldn’t understand why you enjoyed it so much, but you were too turned on to care.

“I-I’m close.” I gasped out. A sinister smirk caught his lips as his thumb circled your clit.

“Don’t cum until I tell you to.” He responded, causing you to whimper beneath him.

“I can’t hold it.” You almost screamed, but to your disapproval he instead stopped moving inside you. Your eyes were wide as he continued to smirk at you, clearly knowing what he was doing.

“Beg me, kitten.” Sirius pulled out of you, brushing his tip against your clit.

“Please, Sirius.” You said quietly, desperation filled your tone.

“Please what?” He continued, pushing his tip inside you slightly as his thumb found your clit once again.

You couldn’t hold it any longer, you were desperate, and your mind was filled with fog. All you wanted was that feeling he so graciously gave you earlier.

“Please, fuck me. Make me cum, daddy.” You whimpered. Your eyes were wide as you realized what you had just said, but before you had the chance to regret it, he was deep inside you, pounding into you somehow harder than before.

“Cum for me, pretty girl.” He groaned. “Cum on daddy’s cock.”

You couldn’t take it anymore; within seconds you were screaming out as you clenched around him and your legs began to twitch. Seconds later, you could feel his cock twitching inside you before filling you with his cum. You were both breathless, dripping in sweat.

Sirius collapsed next to you as you both caught your breath; you rolled on your side and rested your head on his chest as he began to run his fingertips against your back.

“Daddy?” Sirius chuckled, raising his eyebrows at you. You cringed, groaning and covering your face with your hand.

“I don’t know where that came from.” You whispered.

“Don’t be embarrassed, I liked it.” Sirius smirked.

“Well, we can certainly say that we both have issues.”

link to part two

Clean up ailse my pants 😭🙏

A GAME OF TABOO

The rain poured heavily outside as Y/N hurriedly made her way through the hallways of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was her last year at the prestigious school, and despite the gloomy weather, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. Today was the day she would meet her new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Remus Lupin.

As Y/N entered the classroom, a warm, inviting atmosphere greeted her. The room was adorned with shelves filled with books, and the crackling fire in the fireplace emitted a comforting glow. Y/N's eyes scanned the room, finally landing on the figure standing by the blackboard.

Professor Lupin turned to face her, his eyes filled with kindness and warmth. He had a tired look about him, as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. But there was an air of wisdom and intelligence that made Y/N's heart skip a beat.

"Ah, Miss Y/L/N, I presume?" Professor Lupin greeted her with a gentle smile. "Please, come in. Take a seat."

Y/N nodded and took a seat at the front of the classroom, her heart fluttering nervously. As the other students filed in, Professor Lupin began the lesson, captivating the class with his vast knowledge and engaging teaching methods. Y/N found herself hanging onto every word, her fascination growing with each passing moment.

Days turned into weeks, and Y/N found herself growing more and more infatuated with Professor Lupin. His calm and patient demeanor, combined with his intelligence, drew her in like a moth to a flame. Yet, she couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. It was wrong to have feelings for her teacher.

Throughout the lesson, Y/N found herself constantly stealing glances at Professor Lupin. His voice was soothing, lulling her into a sense of comfort as he explained the intricacies of the Patronus Charm. She admired the way he spoke, his words flowing effortlessly and captivating the entire class.

After class, Y/N lingered behind, pretending to gather her belongings as the other students filed out. She watched as Professor Lupin collected his papers, his brows furrowed in concentration. Summoning her courage, she approached his desk.

"Professor Lupin, I wanted to ask you something," Y/N began, her voice barely above a whisper.

He looked up, his eyes softening at the sight of her. "Of course, Y/N. What can I help you with?"

She hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest. "I... I was wondering if you could recommend any additional reading on the Patronus Charm. I find it fascinating and would love to learn more about it."

A smile spread across Professor Lupin's face as he reached for a nearby bookshelf, pulling out a worn, leather-bound book. "Ah, I have just the thing for you. This is an advanced text on the Patronus Charm. It delves into the theory behind it and provides numerous tips for successful casting. I believe you'll find it quite enlightening."

Y/N's eyes widened with gratitude as she accepted the book. "Thank you, Professor Lupin. I really appreciate it."

"It's my pleasure, Y/N. I am always here for you" he replied, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary.

Over the following weeks, Y/N found herself spending more and more time with Professor Lupin. They often engaged in deep discussions about various magical subjects, and their conversations would stretch into the night. Y/N cherished these moments, treasuring the connection she felt with him.

As the months passed, Y/N's feelings for Professor Lupin grew stronger and stronger. She found herself thinking about him constantly, and longing for his company. She couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt, knowing that a teacher-student relationship was taboo, but she couldn't deny her feelings.

One day, after class, well after curfew that is Y/N snuck out of the party that was held in her common room and drunkenly decided to take a chance and admit her feelings to Professor Lupin. She gathered her courage and knocked on his office door, her heart racing.

Unfortunately, her drunken confession came at the wrong time as Professor Lupin had just finished a particularly hard day of work and was resting in his office as he enjoyed his well-earned drink. He wasn't in the mood to entertain any conversations, let alone one with a drunken student, so he ignored the knock on the door and continued sipping on his drink, assuming that whoever it was outside the door would eventually get the hint and leave him alone. But she continued knocking on the door, oblivious to Lupin's intentions and wanting nothing more than to finally tell him how she really feels.

Lupin eventually got up and answered the door, immediately realizing that it was Y/N , and annoyed that this drunken adventure wasn't ending anytime soon. Despite his annoyance, Lupin was still fond of her and knew that she had been having a rough time lately, so he softened his demeanor and asked, "miss Y/N, what are you doing knocking on my door at this time of night?" she sheepishly looked down at her feet as she answered, "I-I wanted to tell you that I have feelings for you." Lupin's expression turned to one of confusion as he asked, "Is this some kind of joke?"

Y/N realized that she had to be serious if she wanted Lupin to take her seriously. She met Lupin's gaze and said in a determined tone, "No, this is no joke. I really do have feelings for you." Lupin's face softened further as he said, " I don't know what to say. I'm flattered, but we can't be together. I'm your professor, and-" she interrupted him, saying, "I'm not asking you to be my boyfriend, I just wanted you to know that I have real feelings for you."

Lupin looked at her, trying to figure out what to say next. He didn't want to hurt her feelings but at the same time, he couldn't ignore the fact that he had always been attracted to her. Eventually, he took a deep breath and said, "Listen Y/N… I can't act on any personal urges I may have for you. It's against school policy -and-"

Y/N interrupted him again as she stepped closer to him, putting her hands on his arms and leaning in closer. "So you're saying you're attracted to me too?"

Lupin felt his face blushing as the tension mounted between them. "I can't -", he began to say but was stopped as she leaned in closer to him, bringing her face close to his. Lupin couldn't ignore the fact that she was looking at him with such desire. He took a deep breath and said, "This is not the smartest thing either of us could do, but..”

He led her inside and locked the door behind them. He pushed her against the wall, eager to fulfill their unspoken desires. Y/N couldn't believe that her night of liquid courage had paid off, but she knew that she wanted Lupin more than anything in the world at that moment.

As Lupin kissed her with all the passion he had been suppressing for so long, her heart raced with emotion. She wrapped her arms around Lupin's neck and let him take control of the situation. Lupin gently pulled her robes off as he kissed her neck and began to explore her body. Despite his initial reservations, he couldn't deny that he wanted to be with Y/N in this moment. He moved his lips down to her neck, kissing and sucking gently as he made his way down her body. She let out a soft moan of pleasure as Lupin's lips brushed against her sensitive skin.

He continued to explore her body with his mouth, devouring her sensitive skin with his kisses. As his hands groped her curves, Y/N felt her pleasure grow and she responded by running her hands through Lupin's hair, pulling him closer and pressing herself against him. Lupin was feeling more aroused than he had in years and he finally forgot about his worries and concerns. His focus was now completely on the woman in his arms and the joy she was bringing him in this moment.

Lupin and Y/N’s passion intensified as they kissed and groped each other, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Lupin knew that what he was doing was wrong, but he was beyond the point of worrying about rules or consequences. He wanted Y/N and he was going to have her no matter what. her moans of pleasure grew louder as Lupin increased the intensity of his kisses, running his hands over her body and squeezing her curves. Y/N was lost in a state of blissful pleasure that was overwhelming and she knew that she never wanted it to end

His hands moved down to Y/N's panties, pulling them off to reveal her wetness. He slid a finger inside her causing her to moan louder. Y/N reached down and unzipped Lupin's pants, freeing his hard member. She stroked him, making him groan in pleasure. Lupin positioned himself between her legs and entered her slowly at first, but then picking up speed. They moved together in perfect harmony, their passion intensifying with every thrust.

Lupin grabbed Y/N's hair and pulled it back, exposing her neck. He bit down on it leaving a mark. Y/N moaned in pleasure, the pain only adding to the pleasure Lupin's thrusts became rougher and more aggressive, making Y/N scream with pleasure. He spanked her ass, leaving it red and raw. They were both lost in a world of rough intense pleasure with nothing else mattering but the ecstasy they were feeling

Lupin continued to spank Y/N's ass, each hit sending waves of pleasure through her body. She begged for more, wanting to feel the pain and pleasure mix together. Lupin obliged, hitting her harder and harder until she was screaming in pleasure. He pulled out and flipped her over entering her from behind.

Lupin continued to thrust into Y/N, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She moaned and cried out calling him "daddy" in a moment of intense pleasure. Lupin's desire for her grew even stronger at the sound of the nickname, and he pounded into her harder and faster until they both reached the peak of ecstasy together.

He growled in pleasure as he continued to thrust into Y/N with rough, intense strokes "You like it rough, don't you, baby?" he asked his voice filled with desire. Y/N moaned in response, her body shaking with pleasure. "Yes, daddy," she replied, her voice filled with need. Lupin's thrusts became even rougher, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room

he whispered dirty words into her ear, telling her how much he wanted her and how he was going to make her come. Y/N's moans grew louder and more intense as he continued to pleasure her with his rough, skilled hands

Lupin continued to thrust into Y/N with rough, intense strokes until he finally reached his peak. Lupin's climax was intense, his body shaking with pleasure as he came inside her with a groan. They both collapsed onto the bed exhausted and satisfied with their experience. The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing.

Lupin pulled Y/N close to him and whispered in her ear, "That was amazing, baby" Y/N smiled up at him, feeling content and satisfied. "Yes, it was," she replied, her voice filled with pleasure. They both knew that what they had just experienced was something special, something that they would never forget.

Secret Admirer

Pairing: slytherin boys x reader

Summary: you never get mail in the morning, not until one day you receive a letter from an anonymous sender, a secret admirer. From that day forward, you’ve been getting letters, poems, and cute little notes each morning at breakfast. His words were sweet, and as you began to fall for them, your quest of figuring out who sent them only grew.

Word Count: 4.1k+

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note: trying something new! basically I dont wanna spoil who her secret admirer is, so I’m gonna call it slytherin boys x reader hehe guess you’ll have to read til the end to see who sent her the letters ;)

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“Theodore Nott, I’m gonna kick your sorry ass!” You shouted. 

You reached across the table in the great hall where Theo sat directly in front of you. He had stolen all of the bacon off of your breakfast plate and refused to give it up. Mornings were always quite hectic at the slytherin table, but this was downright unacceptable.

“Nope,” he smirked as he popped a piece into his mouth, “they were all out when I went up for breakfast. This bacon is mine now, sweetheart.”

You huffed, and sat back down in your seat. “You’re ridiculous. If you weren’t so damn late all the time, maybe you would have had some bacon of your own.”

“Here (Y/N),” Enzo smiled from his seat right next to you. “You can have some of my bacon.” He picked the best looking pieces and put them on your plate. 

“Aw, Enzo!” You grinned as you picked a piece up and ate it happily. “This is why you're my best friend.”

“Hey!” Pansy shouted from the other side of you. “Thought I was your best friend.”

“You didn’t give up a piece of bacon for her,” Draco smirked, “you’ve been demoted.”

Mattheo gruffed. “Enzo, you’re kind of mean, you know that? (Y/N) complains she’s all out of bacon and you jump to give her a piece, but when I say I need someone to do my charms homework for me, you don’t even try to lift a finger.”

“Mattheo, how many times do I have to tell you,” Enzo said, “I’m never gonna do your homework. And it’s not fair to compare that to giving up a piece of bacon! I don't even like bacon all that much!”

“Dude!” Blaise gasped from next to Draco, “if you don’t like bacon you should have passed that down this way a long time ago.”

Pansy scoffed and shook her head. “I’m surrounded by idiots.”

“Hey,” you whined as you ate another piece of bacon, “I’m the least idiot of the bunch, right Pans?”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, (Y/N/N).”

You grinned, about to rebuttal when the morning owl dropped an envelope in front of you.

“What’s this?” You questioned as you picked it up. 

“Uh, I think it’s quite obviously a letter, (Y/N/N).” Mattheo said as he stuffed his mouth full of bacon. “And, to think, you were trying to say you’re the least idiot of us.” He laughed.

“Oi,” Theo knocked his shoulder against Mattheo’s. “Leave her be. I’ve never seen her get a letter before, I’m curious.”

Draco shifted slightly in his seat. “Who’s it from, (Y/N/N)?”

“Nevermind who it’s from,” Blaise chuckled, “I wanna know what it says.”

“Why would you wanna know what it says and not know who it’s from?” Enzo asked, “That's like half the fun.”

You shrugged as you tore open the envelope. Opening the folds of the letter, your cheeks started to warm as you read what was inside. 

“What is it?” Pansy asked as she leaned closer, trying to catch a glimpse. 

“It says, uh,” you cleared your throat, a little bit flustered. “It says ‘people love to stare up at the stars, glimmering as they might in the night sky, yet everyone is too scared to enjoy the beauty that is the sun. you are my sun, and I would willingly go blind to catch even just a glimpse of you each day.’”

You friends all stared at you in shock. Draco, Blaise and Mattheo had their mouths hung open in shock. Enzo blushed a little bit, Theo had his eyebrows raised like he appreciated the words written on the page, and Pansy all but squealed as you read the letter. 

“Oh my god, I think I’m going to combust,” Pansy swooned. 

“Who’s it from?” Theo asked.

You shrugged, “I don’t know.” You flipped the letter to the back to see if it was signed at all. “It’s only signed with a heart.”

“That is so romantic!” Pansy squealed as she clasped her hands around your arm. “Our sweet (Y/N) has a secret admirer!”

“Wonder who it could be,” Draco said as he flicked his fingers in motion to hand him the letter. 

You complied, and passed the note to him. 

“I don’t know,” he said as he flipped it all around. “The handwriting sort of looks familiar.”

“Maybe it’s someone you know?” Theo suggested as he grabbed the letter from Draco’s hands. He took it upon himself to check it out a time or two before passing it to Mattheo’s eager grasp.

“I think it’s kind of funny,” Mattheo chuckled. “What if it’s some first year trying to make their move on you?”

You shuttered. “Merlin, I sure hope not. I honestly don’t think a first year would be able to write something so beautiful.”

“Yeah, no way,” Pansy shook her head. “Mattheo, you’re just jealous you weren’t the one who sent (Y/N) this letter. Maybe she’d give you a chance if you did something romantic, or just not annoying for once.”

“First,” Mattheo said, “ouch. Second, who says I’m not the one who wrote (Y/N) this love letter?”

“Mattheo, you wouldn’t know romance if it hit you with a ten foot pole.” Pansy said. 

“Hey!” Mattheo complained. “Someone tell her I’m romantic.”

“Hell no,” Draco scoffed. “You’re ‘bout as romantic as bloody boil, mate.” 

You laughed as Mattheo scrunched his face up. The bells chimed signaling the end of breakfast and the start of first class. 

“I’m not too worried about it,” you said as you stood and started packing your stuff up. “It’s just a little letter. No harm in it.”

“But you don’t want to know who sent it?” Pansy asked as she grabbed her belongings as well. 

You shrugged, “I don’t know yet. I’m not silly enough to expect something to come from this; it’s just a note. It could be a prank for all we know.” 

“No one who writes like that is doing it as a prank,” Theo remarked. 

“Well, still, whatever the reason may be, I’m not gonna go out looking for this person. No matter how sweet the words are.” You smiled, “I’m gonna head to class, bye guys.”

On your way to class, you couldn’t help but recite the words written in the letter. They had made your heart flutter, as stupid as that sounds. You slightly resented the way it made you feel as it was only a few measly words on paper, but the romantic part of you couldn’t help but want to know who was behind them. 

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In your last class of the day, you finally were able to see your good friend Luna Lovegood. You had been waiting all morning to have class with her so you can inform her of the letter you received that morning. 

“And it was just so poetic, Luna. No one has ever said anything like that about me before.”

She smiled at you as you mindlessly drew on your assignment. “I think it sounds quite lovely. Do you have any idea who it may be from?”

You shook your head. “No idea. I don’t even think I know anyone who writes, well, anything.” 

“What about that boy Enzo you always hang out with?” Luna suggested. “I’ve got him in my literature class, he’s very talented.”

You thought to yourself for a second. Could it be possible Enzo was your secret admirer? You’d been friends for so long, and he’d always be especially kind to you.

Well, he’s especially kind to everyone, now that you think about it. 

“I don’t know,” you honestly replied. “I guess I just never would have expected it to be one of my friends, let alone Enzo.”

“I wouldn’t rule out your group of friends,” Luna said with a smile, “it could really be any one of them.” 

“You think so?” 

“Well, maybe not all of them, but I think it could be a good place to start if you were wanting to figure out who it is.”

As you pondered over Luna’s words, Slughorn made it a point to reiterate there was no talking allowed during the assignment. 

You rolled your eyes and got back to work, waiting for this class to be over so you could finally figure out who wrote you the letter. 

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Back in the common room you saw Pansy, Draco, and Enzo sitting on the couches. 

“Hey, (Y/N/N)!” Pansy smiled as she scooted over and patted the spot next to her. “Find out anything new about your secret admirer?”

You smiled with a roll of your eyes as you sat with her. You kicked your shoes off and folded your legs under your body. “No, but I think I’ve got an idea brewing of how to find them.”

“Oh,” Draco smirked from the couch across from you. He folded his arms over his chest, “do tell, (Y/N), I’m very curious to see who it could be.” 

You shook your head, teasingly, “not a chance, Malfoy. I’m not giving up my secrets til I get to the bottom of this thing.” 

Draco raised his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, doll, if you wanna be secretive about your already secret admirer, I respect it.”

Enzo shifted in his seat a little uncomfortably. “It’s kind of strange though that they went out of their way to write something to you but kept it a secret. It just makes me a little apprehensive.”

“Oh, chill out, scaredy cat,” Pansy said. “(Y/N) will be fine, and if it’s someone weird at least she’s got us to look out for her.”

You grinned and wrapped your arms around Pansy’s neck. “Quit getting all sweet on me, Pans.”

She chuckled and playfully pushed you away. “Yeah, yeah. I’m not getting sweet, don’t get it twisted.”

You chuckled. “I think I’m gonna head up, got lots of scheming to get to,” you teased with a wiggle of your eyebrows. 

You stood up from the couch and Pansy stood with you. “Farewell, boys, it’s been awful as usual.” She said with a smirk. 

“Thank Salazar you’re leaving,” Draco said to her. “Your presence was such a nuisance.” 

Pansy snarled at him and dramatically turned away to head up the stairs. You and Enzo shared a short laugh before you followed her up the stairs to your shared bedroom. 

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The next morning, you were last to the dining hall for breakfast. 

“Finally, she makes it,” Mattheo called out before taking a swig of his orange juice. 

You huff and settle into your seat between Enzo and Pansy. “I know, I overslept something horrible this morning.”

Since you were so late, the kitchen staff had already stopped serving breakfast meaning you were going without this morning. 

Theo glanced at you from across the table and pushed his plate towards you. “Here,” he said, “take anything you want.”

You looked down at saw scrambled eggs, french toast, and sausage links on his plate. 

“Really?” You grinned as you grabbed a sausage link from his plate. 

Theo nodded, “yeah, can’t have you go without eating. Lord only knows what a monster you can be without food.” He teased with a small smirk. 

You crinkled your nose up at his and grabbed a piece of french toast as well. “I’m gonna let that slide since you were nice enough to give up your breakfast. Don’t make me regret my kindness.”

Theo chuckled and pulled his plate back to him, glancing up at you before delving back into his plate. 

Mattheo tried to reach his hand over to Theo’s plate but was met with a slap on the wrist. 

“Ow!” Mattheo said as he cradled his wrist in fake hurt. “Theo, how could you? I thought we had something special.”

Theo rolled his eyes. “You got more food on your plate then the rest of us combined. I think you’ll be alright.”

You chuckled, but a thought crept into your mind. “Hey, guys, uh, did the post come today?” You asked. 

Draco raised his eyebrow with a smirk. “Waiting for another letter, are we?”

Your face burned as you shrugged your shoulders. “I don’t know. I kinda wanna get to the bottom of who it is.” 

“You’ll find ‘em, (Y/N/N),” Pansy said, “even if I have to interrogate everyone we know. We’ll get down to the bottom of it.” 

Just as she said that, the morning owl came swooping down towards you and dropped a small slip of paper in front of you. 

Draco smirked, “Looks like someone really wants your attention, (Y/N/N).”

You tried to hold back your smile as you unfolded the small post it note. 

You couldn’t help the smile on your face as you read out to them, “'I love to see you smile, especially when you’re smiling at me.’ Aw, that’s kind of sweet, actually.”

“Don’t tell me you’re starting to get sweet for this mystery man,” Blaise interrupts. 

You shrug as you fold the note back up. “I don’t know, it is pretty sweet, no? And this must mean it’s someone I know personally because they said I smile at them.”

“Oh Godric,” Mattheo grinned, “you’ve fallen for a mystery man.”

“No I haven’t!” You protest. “I just think it’s sweet and now I know it’s someone I’m friends with and not some creepy first year.” 

“Wait,” Theo said, “how do you know it’s someone you’re friends with?”

“Because it says I smile at them,” you said obviously. “Who else do I smile at?”

“(Y/N), I hate to break it to you,” Pansy said as she placed a hand on your shoulder, “but you’re the most smiley slytherin I’ve ever met.”

You shrugged off her hand with a fake glare. “Hey! Give me some credit, I can be bad sometimes.”

Enzo chuckled, this is the first time he spoke all conversation. “You’re too sweet to be bad, (Y/N/N).”

You grinned and playfully bumped your shoulder against his. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I just know it’s someone I know. I can feel it. It’s not some random person, it can’t be.” 

The bell rang, signaling the end of breakfast. You and your friends stood up to leave. You couldn’t help but think about the notes you received, pondering on who it could possibly be. 

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“Post is running late this morning,” Draco noted as the clock struck 8:26 with no sight of the morning owl. 

You were a tad disappointed. You had pondered all day yesterday about who it could be. You’ve narrowed it down quite a bit, and you think Luna may be on to something. While you don’t exactly think for sure that it’s Enzo, you do think you’ve narrowed it down to your group of close friends. 

You really just can’t see anyone else knowing you well enough to be this fascinated with you. The only one out of your friend group that you completely had ruled out is Blaise. 

Blaise was definitely out because out of the whole friend group, he was the least close with you. Frankly, you guys just don’t talk nearly as much as you talk to the rest of them. 

“Great,” Mattheo gruffed, “how will I be entertained this morning without (Y/N)‘s secret stalker and his confession of love.”

Okay, maybe Mattheo was out too. 

“Oi,” Theo piped up. “Don’t knock it too hard, (Y/N) seems to be enjoying herself with the letters.” 

You blushed a little as you shrugged. “I don’t want to seem weird by how invested I am in it, but I just think it’s sweet. No one’s ever really expressed this kind of feeling for me, so… you know,” you shrugged awkwardly, your face definitely beet red by now. 

“Well I for one am extremely invested in this,” Pansy said. “I’m lowkey jealous that I’m not the one with a secret admirer. What I wouldn’t give for someone to think of me that way.” 

“Maybe someday someone will like you, Pansy,” Enzo said reassuringly. 

“We might all be dead by the time that happens, but who knows, it might happen,” Mattheo said. 

Pansy gasped with a glare. “Wow what crawled up your ass this morning?”

Mattheo shrugged and focused his attention back to his breakfast plate. 

“Anyway,” Draco said, “I’m intrigued as well. I think I’ve got an idea who it could be, but I'm not quite positive.” 

You parked up at that. “Really? Who’s your guess?”

Draco smirked, “Wouldn’t you like to know.” He teased. 

You glared at him, “Malfoy, if you know who it is you better spill.”

“I’m not saying I know who it is, I’m just saying I have a hunch at who it may be.”

“Oh!” Enzo exclaims as he points up in the air, “here comes the owl.”

You grin in anticipation as the owl drops a little note down in front of you. It was a larger note than yesterday, but this time it didn’t have something sweet written on it. 

It had a clue. 

“It just says ‘being your friend is the best thing that’s ever happened to me, though I’d be lying if I said i didn’t want to be more.’” You read. 

“So it is one of you!” Pansy shouted as she pointed her finger towards everyone at the table. 

Draco smirked, “that was my hunch. ‘Had a feeling it was one of these blokes.”

“And who says it’s not you, Malfoy?” Mattheo questioned with a raise of his brow. 

“Please,” Draco scoffed, “if I wanted to woo (Y/N) she’d be mine by now.” 

“Oh big talk from down that end,” Pansy rolled her eyes. 

“I could get anyone I want,” Draco puffed his chest. “I don’t need to be anonymous to do so.” 

“Hey, don’t hate on my letters, Draco.” You complained. “Least they got the balls to say something.” 

“Barely counts as having balls when they won’t even say who they are.” Mattheo countered. 

You huffed as your table fell into somewhat of a silence. Conversations picked up without you as your thoughts trailed off. 

Theo had been extremely quiet this entire time. While he was never the chatter bug, it was odd having gone almost the entire breakfast without hearing from him. 

As everyone else was engaged in conversation, you stared at the boy sitting across from you. His head was down as he played with his breakfast, pushing it around with his fork. 

You lightly kicked his leg under the table. 

Theo’s head perked up. His eyes stared into yours, and for a moment, you couldn’t remember what you wanted to say to the boy. 

His eyebrow raised in question as a small smirk glazed his lips. 

You blushed a little. “I-uh just wanted to see if you were alright. You didn’t really say too much the whole time we’ve been here.”

Theo shrugged as his smile dropped. “yeah, just don’t got too much input.” 

Your heart swelled. You really had turned each morning to revolve around you and your secret pen pal. 

“Sorry, Theo. I didn't mean to annoy you with all my talk of the letters.”

He shook his head. “You could never annoy me, doll.” 

Your heart beat like crazy. 

“Still, though, I feel bad about how much I’ve put into this. Let’s talk about something else.” You offered, “how’s class going?”

Theo chuckled and ran a hand through his tousled hair. “Shit. I’m drowning in assignments and got two quizzes coming up that I’m just not ready for.” 

The bell rang. 

Theo groaned. “Got one next class. I think I might skip, though. Give myself some more time to prepare for it.”

As everyone started walking out of the dining hall, you grabbed Theo’s arm and pulled him back. 

His eyes widened slightly, but quickly reverted back to normal. 

“Maybe I‘ll skip with you,” you said, “if you’ll have me, that is. I can help you study. What class is it?”

Theo hesitated. “It’s, uh, herbology. ‘m not very good with plants and all that.”

You grinned, “I can help! I’m not too bad with flowers and plants.”

Theo nodded, “yeah, I could really use the help.”

“Okay, you wanna go to the library then?”

Theo shook his head. “I’ve got a good spot. Come on.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you with him. 

You followed him all the way out to the courtyard towards the opposite end of the school. You walked until you reach a large bench with intricate designs on the backing and arm rests. 

Theo took a seat. “Figured this would be good as any. Least now we can look at some plants up close, eh?”

You chuckled and took a seat next to him. “Yeah, sounds great, Theo. You got your textbook?”

He nodded and dug through his bag to pull it out. Once he handed it to you, you started flipping through the pages to get to the important material. 

“I’ve got the herbology exam 4th period, so I can help you study and it’ll help me study too! Win, win.”

Theo grinned and ran a hand through his hair. “Sounds good, doll.”

Your cheeks blushed. You couldn’t help the smile that graced your face. “I like when you call me doll.”

Your smile dropped. “Oh, geez, I did not mean to say that out loud.”

Theo’s face remained blank. That just made you more nervous. 

“Great, now I’ve weirded you out.” You exasperated. “I’m really sorry, Theo, I didn’t mean to-“

“I’m not weirded out, doll.” He cut you off. “Was just a little stunned is all. Didn’t expect you to say something like that.”

You thought your face couldn’t get any hotter than it already was, but somehow it did. 

“Well, still,” you mumbled as you looked down at the textbook again, “sorry.”

Theo sat for a minute, watching as you flipped through the book. Your eyebrows furrowed a little in aggravation. You were annoyed at yourself for how stupid you were being. It was Theo for Salazar sake. 

Though, you couldn’t help but admire the boy. He was gorgeous, for one, but he was also charming and witty. He was sweet and generous. You couldn’t deny you were attracted to him, but you had never thought he would see you in the same light. 

“(Y/N)?” Theo called. 

You looked up into his eyes. 

Theo stared at you, taking in each one of your features. Your eyes, your lips, your nose. You shifted a little, way too aware of his gaze on you. 

“Theo?” You called back. His gaze shifted back to your eyes. 

Before you could say anything, he softly spoke, “I’m the one sending you those letters, (Y/N/N).” 

You stared at him in shock. 

No way. 

“Y-you’re the one who wrote me the letters?” 

He slowly nodded his head. Theo’s lip was drawn in between his teeth. “Is, uh, are you disappointed?”

“What?” you exclaimed. 

He shrugged, “I mean, you just really seemed to like the letters, and I know you wanted to know who it was, so I just hope I haven’t disappointed you in the revelation.”

You shook your head. “Actually, it’s quite the opposite.”

Theo’s head shot up to look at you. “Really?”

You smiled and nodded. “Mhm, I like you Theo. I have for a while now, actually, I just thought you’d never give a chance.”

He laughed. “You thought I’d never give you a chance? I thought you’d never give me a chance.”

You laughed loudly together. When it finally subsided to quiet chuckles, you said,  “I really like you, Theo.”

Theo’s smile grew. In a quick moment, he grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you in for a kiss. 

You gasped against his lips, and wrapped your arms around his neck as you kissed him back. His textbook fell off your lap as he pulled you closer by the waist. 

You kissed him until you couldn’t kiss anymore. Finally pulling back, Theo’s grin was the cutest thing you’ve ever seen, even with his lips a little puffy from your kiss. 

“I really like you, Theodore.”

He grinned, “I really like you, more (Y/N).”

enemies with benefits

"Oh fuck, yes! y/n feet were lanted on the mattress next to Draco's hips, leaning back so his cock would slide all the way down to the base, press all the way to the back of her cunt.

She rode him so hard, arms wrapped around his neck for leverage, bucking against him almost violently.

Throat and cheeks red, sweat beading between her tits, sweet sounds spilling from her lips — Gods, it was like she was using him.

“That’s it, Red, take what you need,” Draco groaned, leaning forward mouthing her cute tits, swirling his tongue around one nipple and then switching the other.

“Stop calling — oh fuck, just like that, Malfoy! Damn it, stop calling me Red !”

Draco released her nipple with a wet pop, pretty pink and shining with his spit.

“Hm, what would you prefer then? Bitch? Whore? Slut?”

“Fuck you, Malfoy!” she spat, nails sharp against his skin as she ground down on his cock viciously.

“You already are, Red,” Draco drawled, feeling her pussy squeeze around him.

 She never commented on the nickname, but her body couldn’t lie to him.

“You’re dripping all over me, Red. You wanted to fuck so bad, hm? Needed my cock that much?

Draco slid his hand from her waist over her mound, pressing his thumb against her clit, letting her movements brush it against his thumb.

"Oh, oh my — ngh!" She was mindless. Whines and whimpers, eyes closed, brow furrowed in concentration as she smacked her ass against his thighs, riding him like a toy.

It was deliciously hot, watching her lost in lust — but annoying how she chose to ignore his taunts.

“weasley .” His voice was low and harsh as he pinched her clit lightly.

y/n squealed, her hips jumping up, pulling half his cock out of her and she glared at him.

“Malfoy, you rotten bastard!” She seethed,  “I was so close!”

“Oh, Red.” Draco pressed her hips down, forcing her to take his cock until their thighs touched. y/n was already panting, the edge in her eyes softening, her teeth plucking against the edge of her bottom lip as she started using her feet to rock back and forth against his cock. “You know better than to ignore me. That is, if you’d like to come.”

y/n froze, with her mouth parted for a moment, Draco smirking back at her.

And then she exploded, Weasley temper at full force.

“Who the hell do you think you are, Malfoy? You think just because you’re a little bit good at fucking, I have to answer you?! You aren’t shi — oh my Gods!”

Draco started fucking up into her, y/n hips automatic, meeting him thrust for thrust as she whimpered and moaned. Hot anger replaced with need as she bounced on his cock.

Draco hugged her body close, y/n wrapping her legs around his back now, as he used the give of the mattress to thrust up. Draco pressed his mouth against her neck, licking roughly and swallowing down the sweat.

“Yes, Merlin, yes, keep doing that, Draco,” her voice was light and breathy — so different from her usual tone, it was erotic in how sweet it was.

Draco groaned into her neck before using teeth, biting down just hard enough that y/n began squirming in his lap.

“Oh, oh.”

“You love that, don’t you, Red? When it’s a little rough like that?” Draco kissed the bruises he left on her neck, y/n thighs trembling against his own. She was so close, wet and fluttering around his cock.

y/n moved her hands from his neck, tangling in Draco's hair, pushing his head down back to her tits. Draco didn't fight her, kissing and sucking on her nipples, leaving them swollen and red as y/n moaned and ground down on his cock. Nasty, wet sounds echoing in the room from her dripping cunt sliding up and down his length.

“That’s it Red, fuck, squeeze around my cock just like that, love,” Draco murmured against her tits, looking up at y/n who stared back down at him, her eyes almost black with desire. “I can feel your pussy fluttering around me, so close aren’t you? Going to make a mess on my laps and ruin my sheets?”

y/n seemed to be lost for a moment, a beat filled with the sounds of wet cunt, her low moans, and squeaking mattress, until her nails dug painfully into his scalp.

She yanked his head back, glaring down at him once more, even with the haze of need and lust in her eyes. “Don’t. Call. Me. Love.”

Draco’s jaw dropped.

This witch, this fucking bitch!

A low growl spilled from Draco’s lips, bringing his hand up to one of her breasts, pinching and pulling on the nipple, rolling it between his fingers.

“You are beyond infuriating, y/n!” Draco hissed before he took her other nipple in his mouth, sucking hard, hollowing his cheeks, then swirling his tongue against it.

Draco saw the arrogant flash of her teeth, the same sort he remembered from his youth. Her fingers flexed in his hair once more, pressing his face into her breasts, encouraging his abuse of them as she rode on his cock. “I know, ferret. And I know how much it turns you on, too.”

Draco didn’t bother replying, instead biting down, harsh, on y/n nipple, her punishment and her reward. The witch shattering around him with a scream, her luscious cunt squeezing and milking him, until he came too with a groan.

y/n still clutched his head against her chest, both breathing deeply.

“I fucking hate that…ferret.”

y/n released his head, laughing as she leaned back. She ran her hand through her hair, pushing it back off her forehead. “Yeah? And what in Godric’s name are you going to do about it, ferret?”

Draco placed his hand between y/n legs, feather light against her clit, still sensitive. She hissed for a moment before relaxing her hips.

“I suppose I’ll need to fuck you stupid, until the only words that come out of your insolent little mouth are draco malfoy, ” he drawled, fingers circling on her clit now, y/n breath catching.

“A-are you going to keep barking, or actually do something, f-ferret?” y/n bit her lip, keeping a moan at bay and Draco almost laughed at her bravado.

“You’ve asked for it, love.”

And, cock hard once more, he thrust up into That perfect cunt.

jolene part 3

you guys the love for this series (which wasn't even meant to be a series!) is insane!!! tysm to everyone who has read it! tags for people who wanted a part 3: @girllety @simping4-2manyppl @penny-exe @hisparentsgallerryy @superxovas

"it's done. it's over." your voice interrupted remus from his book, after hearing your voice he looked up to see you. you looked.. dishevelled? and quite out of breath. that was probably because you had sprinted to the library as fast as you could, as you knew remus would be there.

ever since the night of the party, you had felt closer to remus. like he understood how you felt, more than james could for sure.

"you what?" remus responded. he was hoping you meant that you and james were done, but he scanned your face, and there were no signs of sadness, so surely you couldn't have meant that?

"me and james?" you said, looking at him like he was an idiot.

jolene part 2

(aka remus having a fat crush on you) (basically part 1 from remus's perspective)

part 1

james potter x reader -> remus lupin x reader

@mishi-with-jazz you requested this, hope everyone enjoys :)

remus lupin prided himself on being smart. sure, he wouldn't go round bragging about it, but he knew he was clever. he was a good student, always achieving Os, and constantly top of the class (alongside lily). although recently, he didn't feel smart at all. that's because he had made a mistake. a big one. he had a massive crush on you. his best friend's girlfriend.