Teasing kisses - Remus Lupin

summary: basically just dry humping with Remus cw: smut, dry humping, kind of sub!remus? 0.9k+ wc

You pressed kisses alongside the trail of Remus’s jawline, listening to the rhythm of his breathing. Your lips travelled back up to his face, kissing his cheeks, jaw, forehead, and lips, before dipping away again and continuing to cover his body in kisses. Remus’s hands laid on your hips, straddling his own, fingers twitching ever so often in an attempt not to move. Another kiss on his lips and his eyes were fluttering shut, leaning into you, but the kiss was already gone and you continued your loving attack on him. Remus kept his eyes closed, feeling the soft press of your lips against his scarred skin, listening to the steady beat of your heart. When Remus felt your lips approaching his, he straightened his back against the headboard of his bed, puckering his lips slightly. He felt your smile on his lips when you finally kissed him, but gasped slightly when you pulled away again torturously. Remus’s eyes flew open and he whined in need, begging a quiet “Please.” Your lips stilled against his skin, pulling away slowly before making solid eye contact with your boyfriend. 

“Please.” He breathed out again, eyes desperate. You smiled, one hand cupping Remus’s jaw, and leaning forward to lock lips with him. Remus inhaled deeply, a hand moving to hold the nape of your neck gently as he pulled you deeper into the kiss. His mouth opened slightly, prompting you to slide your tongue in between his lips, eliciting a quiet moan from the boy in front of you. Remus glided his tongue against yours, trying to gain access to your mouth before giving up and letting you have control. You giggled into the kiss, pulling away briefly before Remus was chasing your lips with his, desperately reconnecting them. He pecked your lips a few times, enjoying the feel of them against his, before letting you extend the kiss, pushing his chest back so he could fully lean against the headboard once more. You trailed your kisses back to his jaw, but one of Remus’s hands was instantly cupping your cheek and leading you back to his lips. You let Remus eagerly push his tongue into your mouth, licking harshly against your tongue to deepen the kiss.

Sighing in satisfaction, you ground your hips down against Remus's, rolling them experimentally. Remus shot away from you, a string of saliva connecting your lips as he gasped "Shit! Don't do that!" with a hand coming down to grip your bare thigh, just underneath your skirt. Scanning his panicked expression, you couldn't help the smile on your face when you felt his hardening cock straining against his trousers. "Why not?" You prodded, pushing your weight down onto his dick. Remus cursed under his breath, "I'll cum in my trousers." He replied with a whine, as though he knew it wasn't a good enough excuse for you to stop. Giggling corruptly, you resumed your movements, grinding down on your boyfriend's pelvis, a loud moan escaping you when your clit rubbed against the denim of his jeans. "Fuck, that feels too good." You mumbled, eyes fluttering closed momentarily. When you opened your eyes, Remus's expression had changed, jaw slack in awe.

Pressing kisses across Remus's collarbones, you smiled at the sound his quiet moans. You knew Remus had the strength to flip you over if he really wanted you to stop, but teasing him was just too fun. Remus gripped your hips, pushing you down onto his lap while his hips bucked up. It seemed to be a situation of 'I'll cum like this if you cum like this.' Biting down on the skin of Remus's neck, you tried muffling your moans, however you were unsuccessful. Remus cupped your face with both his hands, pulling you back up to slam your lips against his while you took charge of moving your hips, reaching down to pull your underwear to the side, maximising the friction.

All of a sudden, Remus was gripping your hips again, bucking his hips up to help flip you over, emitting a loud gasp from you as you broke the kiss. He used one hand to flip your skirt up before his hand migrated next to your head. Remus watched the movements of his hips against your cunt before deciding to lean forward on his forearms and reconnecting your lips in a kiss. You couldn't help but cry out into the kiss, wrapping your legs around your boyfriend's hips to pull his hips flush against you. Remus pulled away from the kiss, digging his head into the crook of your neck as his breathing sped up, small moans escaping his mouth with every hump of his hips into you. You whined restlessly, bearing nearly Remus's full weight as he rolled his hips into you, otherwise laying completely flat against you. "Fuck, fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming baby." Remus muttered as his hips became erratic against you, the harsh movement causing the cold zipper of his jeans to slide against your clit. The rough metal created the most perfect friction for you and you bucked your hips up, moaning loudly as your orgasm overtook your body, back arching off the mattress.

Remus laid flat against you as you recovered from your orgasm, lifting himself off you as you finally caught your breath. He unbuckled the belt around his hips to shimmy out of his jeans, and inevitably his sticky boxers. You sat up straight on the bed, watching him peel his boxers off, and copied his movements with your panties, tossing them to the side before crawling across Remus's bed and gripping his wrinkled shirt, sitting back on your ankles. Remus leaned down, giving you a soft kiss and gasping when your hands trailed lower teasingly. "Come on loverboy, we're not done yet."

Fancy ride - Sirius Black

summary: Sirius gets jealous when you're sharing stories from your date with Evan, so you put him in his place. cw: jealous!sirius, caught making out wc: 2.3k+

"It was the most inappropriate joke but something about it just worked, I don't know."

The marauders all sat in the common room, listening to you recall the story of your apparently amazing date with Evan to Lily and Marlene. The girls asked questions about information James and Remus claimed they did not want to know, despite leaning forward to hear you better. Sirius sulked on the couch next to Remus, who had whispered to him to be nice before you'd started your story, well-aware of his feelings for you. Now, looking at the boy, he was shocked. Sure, Sirius always flirted with you, but everyone always thought it was just for shits and giggles, two good friends poking fun at each other. Or at least, Remus thought Sirius just had a little crush - nothing big. He thought Sirius would be ask mean questions about your date, belittling his masculinity, however he only sat silently on the couch with a frown on his face.

Loud giggles from the three girls opposite Sirius had his head snapping up, attention grasped. His eyes locked on you, sitting on the floor laughing, hands clasped around Lily's bicep as you leaned on her for support to sit up straight. Sirius glanced towards the two boys sitting on his right: James's face was flushed pink at the intimate details being shared and Remus was laughing along with you guys in disbelief. "Shit, well how fancy was his ride at least?" Remus added, throwing you and Marlene into another fit of giggles. Sirius furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, not understanding the relevancy to the date. Shit, he wished he was listening now. "Wait I don't get it. He picked you up to the place so you're in love with him now?"

When the laughing calmed down, Marlene scrunched her face up, muttering "What?" With an amused scoff and Lily gave him an almost pitying look that had Sirius throwing his hands into the air in surrender, saying "I zoned out for two seconds, I don't know what happened." You smiled at him, a gorgeous smile that made Sirius feel like the most special person in your life. God, you were too nice to him. He smiled back at you. "No, Sirius. He was my ride, if you know what I mean." Sirius's smile dropped as Lily squealed at the reveal of new information, reaching for her butterbeer. "You fucked!?" Marlene questioned, and you nodded, almost proudly, gesturing towards Remus with a nod. "Remus had a feeling, didn't you Rem?" The boy nodded, leaning back against the couch.

"Hence the question." He said, looking over to James and slapping a hand on the boy's shoulder. He looked horrified. "Jesus prongs, it's as though you've never had sex!" Remus exclaimed with a laugh. "I didn't know this was how girls spoke about us afterwards!" He yelled, voice comedically high-pitched. Despite the commotion, Sirius found your eyes still on him, observing his reaction. You were fiddling with your necklace nervously, afraid that he was judging you. "What? You asked the long-haired boy, making everyone's attention turn towards you. Sirius shook his head quickly "Nothing. I just feel like I should have been listening to the rest of the story now." You laughed at his response, but Sirius could tell it wasn't genuine. You knew he was lying.

"I don't know if James is up to hear any more information-" "Forget James!" Remus interrupted, picking up his butterbeer and rounding the table to sit with you and the girls on the floor. "I want to know." You giggled, and Sirius took note of how the smile reached your eyes this time. "Wait so was the ride taking you, or were you riding the ride?" Marlene not-so-subtly questioned, her eyebrows raised in curiosity. "A little bit of both." Remus hummed, muttering into his bottle "That's probably why I can still smell it on you." You gasped, jumping up and screeching "You're joking! I've showered twice since!" In the corner of your eye, you watched Sirius stand up, walking towards the staircase. Your gaze followed him, head turning to see him disappear up the stairs. James stood up too, jokingly stating "Well I'm going to let you girls finish your little gossip session" before following his best friend. Remus threw a pillow at James, narrowly missing his retreating figure.

When you turned back towards your best friends, finding their eyes locked on you, you retreated into yourself, mumbling "What?" Lily cocked her head to the side, a knowing expression on her face. "Why'd you care so much about what he thinks of your date?" Pointed out Marlene, leaning against the table. Remus's face contorted into one of confusion, going silent as he observed the interaction. You rolled your eyes, turning your attention to the lit fireplace to avoid eye contact with either of your dorm-mates.

"It's fine to admit-" "No I won't!" You cut Marlene off, sharply turning towards her. "Because the second I admit that I like him out loud it becomes real." You whisper-yelled at her. A silence dawned on you and the girls, but Remus gasped loudly. "You like Sirius!?" He asked, matching the volume of your voice and looking around the common room after name-dropping. "Men." Lily scoffed, and you followed her action, scoffing too. "What about Evan?" He asked. "Evan was a date. I had fun with him. Once. It's different with Sirius." Remus put his bottle on the table, the glass making a loud slamming sound as he did. He turned towards you, saying "Y/n he likes you too. He likes you too much." You shook your head at Remus's words, telling him "No, Sirius is protective and pretends to flirt with me to make me feel better about myself. He doesn't like me, he's just pissed I'm not playing his game right now."

Remus's jaw went slack in shock, shaking his head aggressively. "No, no, y/n, Sirius doesn't just flirt with people he doesn't like." Ouch. "Remus!" Lily scolded, watching as your face changed, and your eyes went glassy. "So he just likes everyone then?" You spat, and Remus's eyes widened, shaking his head even faster now. "No, no, you don't get it! You just can't tell when Sirius is actually flirting with someone. There's a very fine line between flirting and being nice for Sirius." He insisted. None of you looked convinced.

"Save your breath Remus, you're not making it any better." The boy ran his hands over his scarred face, thinking up solutions. "I know! He'll just tell you himself!" Your eyes widened when Remus stood up, realisation dawning on you. "Remus no!" You tried, but the boy wasn't listening to you, already halfway to his dorm. Speeding up your pace, you chased Remus up the stairs, only catching his wrist hallway across the hallway when he came to a stop in front of his door. "Remus," you whispered, panting lightly. "Don't." Remus looked at you for a while before finally nodding when he noticed the fearful look in your eyes. Unfortunately, the door to the dorm swung open nonetheless, and you found James stood in front of you. He took a moment to look at you and your hand wrapped around Remus's wrist, confusion settling onto him.

Unluckily for you, directly facing the doorway, Sirius sat at the window nook, smoking a cigarette near the open window. He observed the scene just as James did, and you let go of Remus's wrist, letting your arm fall to your side. Remus looked at you with a pleading look on his face. "Just fucking tell him." You scoffed, an incredulous look on your face. He finds out about your crush and five minutes later has you trying to tell Sirius? Absolutely not.

"No."

Sirius exhaled, smoke from the cigarette dispersing in the air. "Tell who what?" Sirius asked, making both your heads snap towards him. James slid through the doorway and between you and Remus, watching you from the other side of the door now. You angrily strolled into the dorm and Remus's eyes lit up, watching as you snatched the cigarette from between Sirius's lips, telling him "I thought you said you were gonna quit smoking." Putting the cigarette between your lips, you inhaled deeply as Sirius scoffed, muttering "Fucking hypocrite." Remus grinned, reaching over to shut the door before turning to James. "Progress." The confused boy grimaced, letting out a clueless 'huh?'

On the other side of the door, you stood looming over Sirius as you smoked silently, eyes shutting in satisfaction. "Give that back! Aren't you supposed to be talking about the mind blowing sex you had?" Sirius growled, taking the cigarette from you, watching as you sat down next to him, exhaling the smoke into his face with an annoyed smirk. Fuck. Sirius gulped, inhaling the smoke in the air. God knows he would have yelled at anyone else who did that, but with you? It was sexy. "What's so annoying about the sex I have? God knows I've had to listen to you talk about countless women." Sirius swallowed, cheeks heating up. You had a point. "You just annoyed that the sex I have isn't with you?"

Sirius froze, the cigarette burning between his fingers. You smiled condescendingly, taking the cigarette from him and bringing it back to your mouth. You inhaled, leaning back on the pillows behind you, your head hitting the cool glass of the window. The cigarette rested between your fingers, hand draped over the couch as you blew the smoke into the air, staring up at the ceiling. You felt your heart aggressively beating against your chest, swallowing a lump in your throat as you attempted to keep your nonchalant attitude. Sirius’s face popped in your ray of vision. Glancing at him, you realised how much closer he was to you now, hand propped right next to your shoulder to hold himself up, leaning over your torso. “What?” Your wall of confidence wavered, and you took in a shaky breath, eyes softening in fear of his judgement. “Remus told me everything.” You blurted out, a fake confidence in your voice that Sirius didn’t buy for a single second.

“Sit up.” Sirius spoke, shuffling away from you to make space for you to sit properly. “What?” You mumbled, pushing yourself up on your elbows. “Sit up so we can have a proper conversation.” Following Sirius’s orders, you sat up, leaning over to put the cigarette out on the ashtray in front of you before resting your hands on your thighs. Sirius stayed silent in front of you, a solemn look on his face. He only stared at you, as though trying to decipher the look on your face. You felt sick. “Sirius I swear to god if you reject me I’m going to throw up out of that window.” Sirius grimaced at your words, scrunching his nose up before snapping his head towards you.

“Wait, me reject you?” Sirius breathed out. You nodded wordlessly, watching as Sirius’s face morphed into twenty different emotions before starting to speak again. “Remus told you I like you.” You hummed. “So why on earth would I reject you?” Shrugging your shoulders, you opened your mouth to speak, but he beat you to it. “I thought you were here to reject me.” Your back straightened at Sirius’s words automatically. “Remus wasn’t lying?” It was Sirius’s turn to shake his head, and he hesitantly moved closer to you on the couch.

“What about Evan?” Sirius asked, and you felt his cold breath on your face. You reached a hand over to push Sirius’s black locks behind his shoulder, cupping his jaw and stroking his cheek with your thumb. “Sirius, he was never a real option.” A relieved grin made its way onto Sirius’s face, shifting his weight to lean closer to you, cupping your cheeks to bring your face closer to his, and pulling you into a desperate kiss. You gasp the seconds your lips touch, both hands closing in on the fabric of Sirius’s shirt. You let Sirius manhandle you onto your back, his torso hovering over yours as he needily deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue into your open mouth. You whined as one of your hand slipped under Sirius’s untucked shirt, feeling his muscles clench at your soft touch. Sirius barely pulled away from you, biting softly at your bottom lip before kissing you properly again, bringing his body closer to yours so you could feel his chest touching yours, hair falling over his shoulders to tickle your cheeks.

Just as Sirius brought his hips down, dragging them across yours, the door to the dorm slammed open, and Sirius jerked away from you, straightening up so he straddled one of your thighs. Your head snapped towards the door and the two silent teenagers who stood there. James gestured with his hand awkwardly, and you felt your face heat up as he said “We were sitting outside and we just- we uh-” “-We thought we should check on you. Just… in case.” Remus finished for him, eyes glued to Sirius, now pulling on his shirt to make himself look a little more presentable. When Remus and James still don’t move, you pushed yourself up on your arms to help yourself sit up, and your thigh pushed upwards, grazing Sirius just between the legs. The boy gasped loudly, hands immediately flying to his crotch, and he jumped off you, instantly walking towards the doorway, where Remus and James stood. “Well, you checked up on us for sure!” Sirius exclaimed, pushing the door closed and forcing them out into the hallway.

When Sirius swung around to face you again, you were already stood behind him, and your hands immediately got to unbuckling his trousers. You dropped to your knees and Sirius felt himself get harder at the sight of you looking up at him with a glint in your eyes. His hand reached back, blindly searching for the doorknob until he heard the ‘click’ of the lock. Outside, Remus and James stood still in confusion and near awkwardness. They didn't say a single word until they heard a loud moan on the other side of the door, and immediately scrambled away, tripping over their feet to reach the common room.

every couple of months i say something along the lines of 'i have a new fic idea that will break tumblr' and here i am again...

anyway this time it's a sirius black x rockstar!reader and when i say marauders fans are gonna eat this one up...

Low waisted jeans - Remus Lupin

summary: you don't realise you have bruises on your hips when putting on low waisted jeans, and your brother becomes protective over you. cw: allusions to sex, secret relationship, jily part of my remus x potter!reader secret relationship au! This is set before james finds out. read more on my marauders masterlist! 0.6k+ wc

"You're going to make us late y/n!" Marlene yells, Lily chuckling by her side as they wait for you to get ready. It wasn't your fault that you were still in class, and definitely not your fault that everyone had made Hogsmeade plans whilst you were in said class. You heard the door to the dorm open and slam shut, three extra voices added to the commotion in the room. You run around the bathroom, throwing off your tie and running your hands over your slightly crinkled shirt, hoping the outfit you picked out matched the image you'd created for it in your head. Kicking off your skirt, you shimmy on a pair of low waisted jeans. You pull the material of your shirt up, wondering if you should tuck it in or not before deciding against it.

Shrugging, you open the door to the bathroom, closing the closet door after stuffing your school shoes in its bottom compartment. You sit on the floor, putting on your sneakers and tying your laces. You glance at the boys who have joined your dorm mates in the room. James, your brother, sits with an arm wrapped around Lily's shoulder, whispering something into her ear. You pull a disgusted face, turning your attention to the others. Remus catches your eye and smiles widely, which you immediately return. Oh, the things you would do to stroll up and kiss him, but unfortunately, all that would do is expose your relationship to your brother. You push yourself off the ground, your shirt riding up your torso a little, and you walk into the open space of the room, putting your sun glasses on your head. "Okay I'm ready." You announce, attracting five pairs of eyes.

Sirius is the first to make a comment, asking "What counter did you have a fight with?" The comment confuses you, and you pull a face at the boy. "He means, how come you have bruises on your hips?" Marlene corrects, clearing her throat awkwardly. You glance down, view of your hips obstructed by your breasts. Huffing, you turn towards the mirror, jaw dropping just as James says "I think what they both mean is which boy fucked you so hard you have bruises on your hips?" You grimace at your brother's rephrasing, looking at the expression on his face through the mirror while Sirius barks out a laugh. James's jaw is tightly clenched, eyebrows furrowed angrily and you laugh nervously, watching as he slowly stands up. You definitely didn't think about the after effects of Remus having you bent over your desk yesterday, a hand slapped over your mouth despite the dorm's emptiness. At least the sex was good. Regaining your composure with a cough, you say "My sex life is none of your business, James."

James crosses his arms over his chest, narrowing his eyes at you. "What, you don't think an older brother should care about their sister's romantic involvement with boys?" You grin, putting your arm through the handle of your purse. "No." You walk towards him, poking him in the chest. "And three minutes doesn't count as older." You open the door to your dorm, saying "After you, princess." Marlene and Sirius burst into a fit of giggles, and you can see Lily and Remus's unhidden grins from the corner of your eye. Three people stand up, following your brother out of the dorm, but one person stays behind, letting you close the door before approaching you.

Remus's hands land on your hips, massaging the bruises sorry with a small smile on his face. "I'm sorry about those sweetheart." He says, pecking your lips sorry. You hum, opening the door again, and shooing him out. "I think that smile says otherwise, Lupin. Causing me trouble with my brother..." He laughs at your comment, chasing after the others before you attempt a weak attack at him.

My upcoming works in November

WEEK 1 - Ron Weasley - Unsteady desk chairs - when ron’s been locked in his dorm trying to finish an essay all afternoon, you decide to help motivate him a little

WEEK 1 - Remus Lupin - Low waisted jeans - you don't realise you have bruises on your hips when putting on low waisted jeans, and your brother is instantly protective over you.

WEEK 2 - Peter Parker - Bed side drawer - when Tony finds a box of condoms Peter's bed side drawer, he doesn't expect Peter's girlfriend to walk into the room, causing an awkward interaction.

WEEK 2 - Sirius Black - Fancy ride - Sirius gets jealous when you're sharing stories from your date with Evan, so you put him in his place. Or, he puts you in yours.

WEEK 3 - Remus Lupin - Teasing kisses - Basically just dry humping with Remus Lupin

WEEK 3 - Tony Stark - Boyfriends and Mentors - peter brings his gf to meet tony, his mentor. But when he gets dragged away for nightly rounds, he doesn't think as much as he should before leaving you two alone.

WEEK 4 - Remus Lupin - Two sides, one door - potter!reader going to james after remus yells at her the day before a full moon.

WEEK 4 - Harry Potter - Request - Long kisses, Risky places.

Unsteady desk chairs - Ron Weasley

summary: when ron's been locked in his dorm trying to finish an essay all afternoon, you decide to help motivate him a little cw: SMUT, established relationship, unlocked door 1.2k+ wc

You'd been sitting with Hermione in the common room after having finished all your work, waiting for Harry and Ron to come down from their dorm and join you downstairs, making mental notes of the silly stories you had to tell them. You furrowed your eyebrows when you checked the clock again, noticing how late in the afternoon it was becoming. Leaving Hermione to check on your boyfriend, you began walking up to his dorm when Harry suddenly came running down the staircase in his Quidditch uniform, carrying his broom in one hand and yelling "I'm so late to practice!" A laugh bubbled in your chest as you continued trekking to the right dorm.

You waited for Ron's call to come in after knocking twice on the door, cracking the door open slightly to see him crouched over his desk, completely still while whispering things to himself under his breath. You stalked over him, careful not to make any noise before sighing at the sight. He was absolutely precious, unusually stressing himself over his care of magical creatures essay.

Wrapping your arms over Ron's shoulders behind his spot at his desk, you pressed fluttering kisses all over his cheeks and the side of his neck. The boy groaned, leaning his head back to allow you more space as he shut his eyes tightly, taking a short break from his homework. "Baby I don't get it." He whined, rubbing his eyes tiredly. You ran a hand through his messy fiery hair, pressing another kiss on Ron's temple before he was twisting in his chair to wrap an arm around your waist, guiding you around his chair so you could stand next to him. Shifting his chair backwards slightly, Ron tugged you to the space between his legs.

Resuming your soft massage on Ron's hair, you hummed slightly as he rested his hands on the back of your thighs, head leaning forward against your stomach. "What are you struggling with sweetheart?" "Everything. I don't get this stupid essay." He complained again, pulling you impossibly closer to him. "D'you need help? I finished mine not long ago." Ron shook his head against you, looking up at you with a pouty face. "This is something I need to do alone." You giggled slightly, leaning down to peck his lips quickly. Ron chased your lips the second you pulled away, trying to pull you back in. You smiled against his lips when they finally found yours, pulling away to laugh happily.

Your arms slung over Ron's shoulders squeezed him closer to you, letting him hug you as tightly as he wished. Ron moaned in annoyance against your jumper, and you grinned, an idea popping into your head. "Hey, bet you could some motivating though." Curiously, Ron's face was peeking up to look at yours, a pink tint forming on his cheeks. "Yeah, what kind of motivation?" You leaned in once again, lips barely touching his, moving your hands down to Ron's thighs. His muscles flexed under your touch, and he swallowed thickly, hands coming down to rest atop yours.

"I think you have a good idea of that." Ron was pulling you onto his lap before the words even left your mouth, hands positioning your legs so you straddled him, the both of you barely fitting on the desk chair. Your knees were uncomfortably tucked into the space below the arms of the chair, digging into the leather. Cupping Ron's jaw, you kissed him slowly, pulling back every time he tried speeding up the kiss, breathing heavily into your mouth. You giggled, lightly biting his bottom lip before retreating and unbuckling his thick belt. Ron's fingers wandered underneath your skirt, pushing your panties to the side while you freed him from his boxers. He watched intensely as you spat on your hand before stroking his length, waiting for him to fully harden before guiding his cock towards your hole.

Lifting your hips up to push his tip into you, you sunk down on his cock slowly, biting your bottom lip to suppress a loud moan. "Fuck. Should've locked the door." You muttered, digging your head into the crook of Ron's neck while you adjusted to his size, feeling his chest vibrate with a chuckle. Slowly beginning to lift your hips up, you gained momentum to bounce on your boyfriend's dick. Ron met your movements, snapping his hips upwards to meet your thrusts, hands loosely holding your waist just in case you lost your balance. Ron shut his eyes, taking pleasure in the feeling of your cunt against every ridge of his cock. You gasped, reaching a hand out to grab the back of the unsteady chair as a wave of pleasure shot through you, panting loudly.

One of Ron's hands left your waist, finding a path under the untucked shirt of your uniform to grope at your breast, tweaking your nipple to harden the sensitive nub. You arched your back towards his chest, cursing as you leaned down to suck on the soft skin of Ron's neck - a desperate attempt to silence your cries. The burn in your thighs paired with the uncomfortable pinch of the warm leather on your pace had you readjusting yourself above your boyfriend before recommencing your movements, only slower. Ron groaned as you began grinding down on his cock, wrapping his arms around your waist and tugging your body into his chest, where you leant your head on his shoulder, stilling your movements.

A sharp thrust of his hips up into your core had you whining, nails digging into the sides of his shoulders as he jerked himself into you with a fast pace. You bounced upwards with every snap of Ron's hips, but he hugged you close to him, only making you brush against his chest. Taking the easy access to Ron's neck, you resumed your kisses there, biting and sucking occasionally to leave red hickeys in their wake. Licking over a spot below his ear you just kissed, you firmly bit down, leaving a stinging pain in Ron's neck. Your boyfriend gasped at the sudden sear, harshly forcing his hips upwards into you with a loud "Fuck!" Your high pitched moan filled the room, your cunt clamping down again Ron's cock as you reached your high. A string of curse words left Ron's mouth as his hips uncontrollably twitched, releasing his orgasm into you while his arms squeezed you tighter against him.

Breathing heavily, you bit your lip to try and suppress your moan as Ron shuddered against you, urging his arms to loosen up against you so you could breathe. "Oh my god." You panted, grabbing the desk behind you to help you stand up as Ron's arms fell to his side, slumping against the chair. "Shit, baby." He mumbled as his hand reached out to shove your skirt up, watching his cum dribbled down your thighs. You separated your legs in discomfort, bending down to take your soiled panties off before placing it on Ron's desk, leaning your hips against it while you scanned his working space.

"I'm gonna go clean myself off and read a book in my dorm. Come find me when you're done with this essay." Ron nodded, dumbfounded, accepting the short kiss you gave him before strutting away, slowly reaching out for the panties on his desk to shove them in his pocket and zip his pants back up.

Necklace - Poly!Marauders

i love it. literally read the request and began making scenarios in my head. warnings: allusions to sex, suggestive 1k wc

The first time it happened, the action had come from an impatient Sirius, waiting for you to finish revising for your upcoming assessment. His restless whispers of your name and tireless poking had gone ignored. You were too used to it. However, when Sirius spotted the new addition of jewellery you bore around your neck, a lightbulb lit up in his mind. A loud gasp slipped out of your mouth when his finger curled around the necklace, tugging at it hard enough to pull your neck down slightly. Sirius waited for your reaction: would he get yelled at, or would you finally give him your attention. You turned your head to the side, looked at Sirius with a shocked look on your face. "Sirius." The exasperated yet amused sigh of his name had the boy smirking.

"Can I finally have your attention now?" With an arm now draped across your shoulders, you let the boy lean into you, pressing his lips against yours. Placing your pen on the table, you cupped Sirius's face, letting his tongue slide into your mouth, deepening the kiss. He moaned quietly, the sound muffling in your mouth, and adjusted himself to hover over you slightly — something he only dared to do in the darkest corner of the library, otherwise you'd have his head. You parted from the kiss panting, looking up at your boyfriend with complete amazement, a laugh bubbling in your chest. "Sirius get down!" You whisper yelled at him, pushing his chest away from you. "Fine." The boy replied, with a grin too big for him to be up to any good. Sirius slipped onto his knees in front of you, parting your legs only for you to immediately shut them. "Absolutely not." You scolded, a hand tightly gripping his collar in a poor attempt to pull him back on the sofa booth. The boy pouted, climbing back next to you and pecking your lips a few times whilst saying in between kisses "Well at least come with me to the dorm."

And you had.

Sirius considered it a successful mission, laying down with you in his bed, getting your well-deserved rest after such intense events that had occured. He stroked your hair, watching your peaceful expressions while you slept, not having to worry about any of your boys. When the door opened and James and Remus had entered, stopping in their tracks at the view in Sirius's bed, he had grinned widely, telling them "You guys have to hear this." while James moaned "Without me?"

Remus had scolded Sirius at the time, saying something about 'being careful' and 'not hurting you', but now, looking at where you sat next to him in the common room, chatting with Marlene, he became curious. He rested his head on your shoulder, watching your face, becoming giddy at the hand you rested on his thigh, but it wasn't enough. He wanted to be the centre of your attention now. Sirius and James sat on the opposite couch to you two, giving each other a look. This was unusual for Remus. The tall boy hesitantly reached up and tugged at the chain hanging on your chest. You barely felt the pull, but it was enough for you to avert your attention to him. "Hey, you." You mumbled, cocking your head to the side. The tired boy smiled softly, returning the greeting. You reached a hand up, brushing long strands of hair away from his eyes. "Want some attention, do you?" You mumbled, opening your palm face up on Remus's thigh for him to intertwine his fingers with yours.

Remus nodded, asking shyly "Can we go on a walk or something?" You hummed, standing up and excusing yourself from the conversation, guiding Remus out of the common room by the hand. Sirius's trick really did work.

Staring at yourself in the mirror a couple of weeks later, you began thinking. Sirius and Remus had taken advantage of the Christmas gift from your parents, using it to grasp your attention, but James hadn't. You hummed — Sirius had definitely told both of the boys about it, so what was stopping James?

It only happened with him later that day, when you were in the boys' dorm, feet kicked up on Sirius' lap with Remus sat by your side. James came storming through the door to their dorm, kicking his shoes off his feet and pulling frustratedly at his tie. The three of you sat up straighter, alarmed by the boy's irritation. You had a feeling that if anything else vexed him, he might burst into tears. James didn't greet any of you until he'd put on a comfortable jumper and joggers, walking over to Sirius to press a kiss on his forehead before doing the same with Remus, who placed a caring hand on his back. James strode over to you, hooking his finger around your necklace and pulling you upwards from where you sat.

Your eyes widened when James didn't let go of your precious necklace, in fear that it might snap. However, James only continued tugging at it, forcing you to stand from your seat until he was close enough to press his lips against yours. When you finally stood straight, throwing your arms over James's muscular shoulders and tangling a hand in his luscious waves, he secured his arms around your waist, lifting you off the ground just slightly. You broke the kiss, gasping out James's name as Sirius teasingly wolf-whistled — a risk to take given the boy's mood.

James returned you to the ground, but didn't loosen his grip on you, instead digging his head into the crook of your neck as he muttered "Haven't seen you all week. Could only think about you all of detention." Your eyebrows furrowed with worry, and you asked "Who gave you detention?" "Slughorn. Could've been with you instead." You smiled, flattered by his words, and stage whispered "What to cuddle for a bit? We don't have to invite the other two." Mock complaints were immediately thrown by Remus and Sirius, who finally scoffed "We can also cuddle without you guys!"

You let James drag you to his bed, laying down so you can hold him in his arms before making eye contact with Remus, who finally stood up, walking over to you both, and leaned down to press a kiss on James's forehead. "We're here for you if you need anything, mate."

A couple of months later - Remus

summary: potter!reader and remus are making out on a couch after a party when sirius accidentally spills the truth about your relationship to James. part of my potter!reader x remus secret relationship au 0.6k wc

Sat on the couch with Remus, the music plays quietly in the background as people begin to leave to their dorms or settle down with their friends after the party. Your legs are draped over Remus's laps, one of his hands flush against your thigh, dangerously close to the hem of your skirt. Your back is leant against the arm of the couch, head tilted to the side as one of Remus's arms hugs you close to him while he kisses you deeply. Cupping his jaw, you pull his face closer to yours, deepening the kiss.

On the next couch over, your brother sits with Sirius, observing the after effects of the post-quidditch party. "I'm happy things are working out for them, but that's a disgusting sight." James states, taking another swing of his beer, back slumped against the cushiony couch. Sirius only hums next to him, adding "Yeah, crazy how long they've been together though." James's face contorts into one of confusion, glancing at his best friend suspiciously. He's onto him. "What the three weeks they've been together?"

Sirius scoffs, exclaiming loudly "Three weeks!?" before he catches himself. "Oh yeah, three weeks." His cheeks, slightly pink from his tipsiness only turn a darker shade of red, and he adds slyly "Feels like it's been longer." A poor attempt to cover his slip-up. And it has been longer. It's been five... Months. Five months of running around with one of your brother's best friends and hiding your relationship from him in fear of his reaction. At least until James 'set you up'. James sighs, eyes glued to your figure, moving on the sofa to straddle your boyfriend's lap.

"Sirius... Be honest with me. How long have they actually been together?" Sirius sighs, turning to meet James's solemn gaze. "I think they should be the ones to tell you, mate." James nods, sipping his beer quietly. At James's melancholic stare towards you guys, Sirius says "They only hid it from you because they were scared you wouldn't approve." When James doesn't respond, he adds "Remember her reaction when you and Lily started dating?" James laughs at the memory, recalling your horrified scream when you caught your best friend kissing your brother. How you cried to Sirius that he was stealing your best friend from you and you'd never get to see her again. "They were expecting worse from you. A couple of months later, they thought they were in too deep to tell you."

James choked on his beer, leaning forward to cough, his eyes going wide. Catching his breath, he yelled "After a couple of months!? It's been more than a couple of months?" Sirius cursed, sinking into the couch, watching as you pulled away from Remus, turning on his laps to watch the scene developing in front of you. Remus wrapped his arms around your torso, pulling your back against his chest, but his jaw went slack when James stood up, pointing at you both and yelling "It's been more than a couple of months?"

You stood silently, mouth opening and closing cluelessly, and Remus followed your action, and taking the initiative to drag you away from your fuming brother and into his dorm. When you heard loud footsteps behind you, your pace quickened, running up the stairs and into the dorm, locking the dorm behind you so that an angry James was unrestingly knocking against your door. Remus laughed nervously, following you into his bed, where he climbed over you and resumed his kisses.

"At least we don't have to tell anyone now."

i have a remus lupin wip that's about him and a slytherin!reader basically fighting for dominance. should i end up making it a sub!remus or sub!reader??

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone - Sirius Black

"Hey I ought to leave the young thing alone, but ain't no sunshine when she's gone."

warnings: smut, age gap 1.2k wc

Sirius hadn't been the one to make the first move. That was his excuse for all the disapproving glances Remus shot his way. Young, and high enough of authority to encourage Fred and George's antics in a way that was discouraged by the other adults in the house, everyone saw you as a trouble maker seductress who would only cause turmoil in Sirius's life. But despite this, Sirius was a goner the instant you sent him a flirtatious smile, cornering him in the kitchen of his own house.

Being one of the youngest high ranking aurors at the ministry of magic, your name had quickly been brought up in a meeting at the order of the phoenix, the team desperately needing an inside link. Chasing you down wasn't difficult, and nor was recruiting you. You'd shared all the beliefs order members had, and were attending meetings from the very start, providing the others with information that was impressive for an agent in her early 20's.

The first time you'd spoken to Sirius alone, you were inevitably nervous, accidentally hitting your hip against the corner of the table as you went to put your mug in the sink. He had amusedly asked if you were okay, a hand coming up to rest on the small of your back. That made you panic even more, eyes scanning the close proximity between you, and you nodded, scratching the nape of your neck shyly. "I'm Sirius, by the way." You'd shaken the hand he offered, introducing yourself to the man. And apparently, after that interaction you hadn't found him nearly as scary, waiting for meetings to be over so you could speak to the older man, catching up with him about life.

You realised after a while that you always had so much more to say about your day, having come straight to the manor from work, still wearing your heels and uncomfortably tight blouse that always had the top button open, but made you look absolutely incredible. Meanwhile, Sirius will have been at the manor all day, only interacting with people who came in and out of the house, otherwise spending his days alone. He knew he should have turned down your offer. The chance of him getting caught was just too high, but you insisted. "It's not a far walk from here, and your animagus form can disguise you perfectly."

It was the first breath of fresh air Sirius had gotten since he escaped, and he felt himself look at you in admiration the whole way to your apartment. He wondered how you walked in those heels. Marvelled at how you weren't cold in those thin tights and skirt that was just a tad bit too short to wear to work but long enough for you to get away with. When you finally turned the key into the entrance door of your building, letting Sirius into the apartment complex, he was able to see the mischievous smile on your face. He didn't what what overtook him, but he was aimlessly following you up to your apartment, and accepting the glass of wine you offered him.

"To your first adventure as a free man, Sirius Black." His gaze stuck to you, staring as you took a sip from your glass. Time slowed as a drop of wine slipped between your lips and the glass, landing on your crisp white blouse. His jaw went slack when you gasped, fingers immediately flying to unbutton your blouse, revealing your chest to him for a quick second before you were rushing to your kitchen sink and ridding your top from its red stain. Sirius downed his glass of wine before putting it down, taking three long strides to stand by you at the sink. You sighed, spinning around to face him, a wild glint in your eyes when you saw him struggle to keep his eyes levelled with yours. You pulled him closer to you by his sweater, letting him stumble closer to you. Leaning forward, your lips found his in a kiss, which was quickly sped up by Sirius, hands finding your hips to press your body against his. His beard scratched your chin lightly as he deepened the kiss, tongue battling with yours over dominance which he effortlessly won over.

Almost fourteen years without kissing someone does something to a man, you thought, when he had you pressed tightly against your mattress, thrusting into you from the back so harshly that you were sure the bed would break. Your moans serenaded him, encouraging him to quicken his pace until he physically couldn't hold himself back anymore. His orgasm hitting him faster than he would have liked, Sirius laid back on the bed next to you, apologising profusely. "It's been so long." He cried, accepting the kisses you pressed onto his jaw, an arm wrapped around your waist, as though to keep you from leaving him. But with the way you threw a leg over his thighs, pulling your body on top of his, it was clear you weren't done with him yet.

Sirius groped your tits, nipples grazing his chest while you continued to suck hickeys onto his neck, one hand stroking his cock for him to get hard again. When you felt him hardening, you were quick to sink down onto him, bouncing on top of him whilst he cursed, eyes glued to your figure. You put your hands on his chest to support you, caressing his tatted skin while he began regaining his senses, a hand coming up to touch your pussy, rubbing circles on your clit. You moaned, thighs beginning to burn as you resorted to grinding down onto Sirius's cock instead of bouncing. "I got you, sweetheart." He mumbled, bucking his hips up to help roll you over, making your cry out at the sudden pain from his harsh thrust.

Sirius began thrusting into you again with a steady pace, one hand playing with your clit as he leaned over you, catching your lips in another kiss. His chains dangled over your chest, jingling with each thrust Sirius pushed into you, panting into the kiss. He switched to press kisses to your neck instead, his pace slowing when you wrapped your legs around his torso, pushing his cock deeper into you. You whined, pushing your chest up into his as you threw your head back, nails dragging down his back in pleasure. "Please" You muttered, making Sirius press harder against your clit as his thrusts slowed down, not wanting to disappoint you again. He felt your cunt clamp down around his cock as you came, moaning loudly.

Sirius's thrusts slowed, and he pulled out of you, not wanting to overstimulate you. "Shit!" He cried when your hand chased his cock, wrapping around it to jerk him off, making him cum for the second time that night. He slumped against the bed, inhaling your scent mixed with the smell of sex, and shut his eyes for the night. Next time, you're not even going to have to invite him over before he'll be pouncing on you, fingers crossing to not get caught bending you over in the living room at Grimmauld pace.

Part of my potter!reader x remus secret relationship au 0.7k wc

The last thing Remus had been expecting when he was reading his book in the common room were those specific words tumbling out of James's mouth. "I think she's an absolutely lovely person." He had replied to James's inquiry, trying not to be suspicious. After what Sirius had told him about James speculating between him and James's precious sister, he had learned not to trot so close to the edge. Now, instead of sneaking off with you when everyone was free, stealing kisses from each other in a hidden corner of the library, you resorted to be more daring when James had quidditch practice, attention stowed away to his beloved sport. If anything, you and Remus did share a free period no one else had, locking yourselves in a dorm for the hour.

The only thing Sirius had forgotten to mention was that Lily had convinced James that whilst you and Remus weren't dating, it would be an amazing idea to set up his most respectful friend with his sister. So that's exactly what the teenager was up to. "Lovely enough to go on a date with?" Remus froze, feeling the energy in the room drop. Unfortunately for him, he missed the most crucial part of James's sentence: his suggestive tone. "Well, I mean, I suppose - well what do you mean by that?"

"Remus, there's no one I trust more at Hogwarts to be dating my sister. So I was wondering if you'd like to go out with her." All the blood that had drained from Remus's face moments before suddenly came rushing back, feeling his face flush too quickly for his liking. "Oh, well I suppose I would." Remus sighed at James's happy hum, turning subtly to look at Sirius, sitting on a lonely armchair, a wide grin on his face. The boy raised his eyebrows twice at Remus suggestively, who only now realised that he'd probably known about this the entire time. Remus picked his book up again, beginning to scroll through the pages to find where he'd left off, thinking he had to tell you about this conversation later.

A slump in the couch next to him had him abandoning his book once more, looking up to see you sitting next to him. "Hey y/n!" James started up again cheerfully, unusually ignoring Lily as she walked by to speak to Sirius. "By any chance are you free this Saturday?" You hummed thoughtfully, eyebrows furrowing slightly. "That depends on if anyone wants to go to Hogsmeade with me since Lily wasn't up for it." Remus almost saw the lightbulb appear above James's head, a sentence line forming in his mouth. "Oh Remus would love to come with you! Wouldn't he?"

If you were confused before, you definitely are now, turning towards your boyfriend with a "Huh?" Behind him, Sirius began giggling, poking at Lily's side to avert her attention to you. "What's this about?" You questioned, watching as a small smile made its way onto Remus's face. "I think your brother's trying to set us up." He said confidently, biting his lip to hold in his laugh. "Oh! Well, you know what, I'd love for you to come with me then." Shit. Your lack of hesitation had most definitely given you away now, you thought. The lot of you went silent, and you turned around to catch your brother's facial expression just as he said "Lily said I wasn't missing anything before but I'm not so sure about that now."

You winced at the tone, eyes on James as he stood up, sassily putting his hands on his hips. "James the truth is..." Remus started, glancing between the two Potters, "I already asked y/n out like two days ago. And she already said yes." James's eyebrows shot up in shock, a small "Oh" escaping his lips, arms falling slack on either side of his body. "Oh that's fine then." You slumped back into the couch in relief, the lie luckily escaping James's realm of realisation, one of your hands snaking between your and Remus's body to hold his hand.

"Wait you were going to tell me though right?"

Lip combo - James Potter

short blurb - James watching you apply your lip combo tries distracting you from your lip gloss.

James squirmed in the chair next to you, watching carefully as you ran your lip liner across your top lip, bottom lip falling into a pout. You grinned, eyes flickering in the mirror to see his face. He was mesmerised, eyes glued to your lips through the mirror, following your every movement. He watched as you picked up your lipstick with one hand, the other working at blending out the thick brown line across your lips. His mouth fell agape in awe, his movements in his chair stilling when he brought a hand up to rest his chin on.

Running the lipstick over your lips to help lightly blend your lipliner, you smiled at yourself in the mirror before puckering your lips. James straightened up at the movement, looking directly at you this time instead of in the mirror. "You alright sweetheart?" He nodded quickly, replying "Does that mean I can get a kiss now?" You grinned, shaking your head at him teasingly before grabbing your lip gloss from in front of him. "I've still got lip gloss to put on." James cocked his head to the side, snatching the product from between your hands. "There's no need for that, we both know it's coming right off anyway." You giggled at his antics, reaching over to take the lip gloss back, but he stood up, pulling it out of your reach.

"James!" You laughed, standing up to chase your beloved gloss, but James was quicker, an arm wrapping around your waist so he could spin you around, locking you between his body and the vanity. You gasped when he locked his lips with yours, one hand playing with his hair whilst the other playfully wrestled with his other hand for the small tube of shimmer. James's grip loosened around the gloss, letting you steal it from him while his hand joined his other one at your hips, lifting you up on the desk. James broke the kiss, panting slightly, a print of creamy lipstick on his lips. He watched as you opened your tube of lip gloss, running the applicator over your lips twice before pulling him back in for another kiss.

Into the Woods - George Weasley

Summary: Waking George up to go out for a morning walk at the Burrow has him feeling quite frisky... This is basically straight up smut... 1.1k+ wc

The cool morning breeze had you snuggling deeper into George's side, chills running down your legs as the short sundress you wore did little to help warm you up. George, barely awake and holding back a yawn, welcomes your soft touch, a hand snaking around your waist to subtly pull you closer to him. "Maybe next time I won't wake us up quite so early." You admit, glancing up at your boyfriend, who chuckles at the comment. "I'd usually agree but I'm actually enjoying the privacy. You, me and the sounds of nature." A laugh bubbles in your chest and you jokingly push George away, who stumbles on the grass, gasping out a "You flirt!" despite both of you knowing how much you enjoy it.

When George finds his way back near you, both his hands make their way onto your hips, forcing you to face him. You cock your head to the side with a curious smile, accepting the kiss he leans down for. One of your hands rest on his cheek, though you begin to pull away when you feel his tongue swiping at your bottom lip. "George" You whisper when he chases your lips again, pressing individual pecks on them before trailing kisses on your cheek and down to your jaw. "George!" Lighting pushing his chest away from you, you attempt to separate the boy's lips from the area he begins sucking at on your neck.

His lips separate from your skin with a popping sound, though he doesn't fail to dig his face in the crook of your neck instead, hands on your hips moving to trap your body against his in a loving hug. "What's wrong sweetheart?" He asks, the wind making his ginger hair tickle your cheek slightly. "Georgie what are you doing?" "'M not doing anything." But his hands say otherwise, trailing down to your ass where he begins fondling you. You raise your eyebrows with a small smile on your face, one of your hands coming up to play with his short hair before asking him "Is this because of what happened yesterday?"

At your boyfriend's silence, you let out a small giggle. When you'd been called down for dinner in the middle of a quite intimate moment, you knew George would struggle to sit through the meal, however you hadn't been expecting long lasting effects. "I can give you a quick one if you want." You muttered, yelping when George immediately straightened up, one hand clasping around yours to drag you behind the trunk of a thick tree. George didn't hesitate to press his body against yours, a hand quickly making its way under your dress to pull your panties down to your ankles as he began kissing your jaw again.

"George! I meant like, like a handjob or something!" You whisper yelled, actions contradicting your words as you laced a hand in his hair, pulling him towards your lips to kiss you properly. He willingly obliged, this time gaining access to your mouth as he twined his tongue against yours in a messy kiss. Pulling away with a pant, George mumbled "Fuck, turn around for me sweetheart." You obeyed, spinning around and bending over just enough for your butt to stick out. Putting both hands on the tree trunk for support, you listened closely to the sound of George unzipping his trousers. He guided his cock between your thighs, wetting himself with your juices before spreading them down on his cock.

Clumsily, George probed two of his fingers near your entrance, whispering in your ear "Just want to prepare you for me baby." before sinking them into you. You whined at the intrusion, eyes widening at your own sound before remembering where you were. "George... Georgie, how close are we to the Burrow?" Your hips rocked back and forth with your boyfriend's fingers, looking over your shoulder to see him peering around the tree trunk. "Far enough."

You didn't even notice him taking his fingers out until he began pushing his dick into you instead, emitting a gasp from you as you gripped the wood in front of you. You heard George curse deeply, hands regaining position on your hips as he began to thrust into you at an increasing pace. Your chest hit the rough trunk in front of you with every powerful thrust, and you were squeezing your thighs together for more friction, the mix pain drowning you in pleasure. George leaned in closer to you, lips latching onto your neck to aggressively suck hickeys that would be impossible to hide in this dress. His hands gripped your hips tighter, pulling you back onto his dick with every thrust of his pelvis to hit your core at an angle that brought you too close to your orgasm too quickly.

Warning George of your approaching orgasm with a moan, you let him grab the nape of your neck, using the momentum to pull your torso off the tree trunk and up against his chest. He trailed that same hand down the front of your body, sneaking under the skirt of your dress, he cupped your pussy, thumb delving between your folds to put pressure on your clit. "Fuck, George!" You moaned, shutting your eyes tightly and throwing your head back on his chest, hands latching onto the thick denim of his trousers as your orgasm overtook your body, thighs beginning to shake slightly. "Yeah, that's it baby." You heard George mutter, hitting you with harsher thrusts that only increased the duration of your orgasm as he reached his high too, abs flexing with effort as he quickly pulls out of your cunt, aiming his cum away from you.

A hand still rests on your hip as George continues pumping his cock, milking out his cum with loud pants to catch his breath. You mimic his breathing, both hands now resting on your waist as you wait for your legs to stop shaking. George recovers before you, tucking himself back in his trousers and leaning down to pull your underwear up your legs. When he finishes, he wraps his arms around your front, pulling you back against his chest to press loving kisses against your forehead. "We have to check that one off the list." He whispers against your forehead, prompting you to spin in his arms, tugging the bottom of his shirt and pressing yourself on your tippy toes to steal a couple of real kisses from him. "Oh so that's why you did this? A bucket list?"

George shakes his head, making direct eye contact with you, a wide smile on his face as he confessed "No, I was just really horny."

Who should I write a fic with this starting sentence for?

"It was absolutely ridiculous. In no universe would you ever be wearing that skirt for a reason other than teasing him." this sentence literally popped into my head so i wrote it down but have no idea who to write a fic with this for, so pick for me!

no worries, it makes total sense! also can i just say i am very honoured to be the first person you request from 0.5k+ wc (a cutesie little blurb) - fluff!! no warnings

A knock on your door has you digging your head further into your pillow, eyes shutting tightly to block out the light peeking through the curtains of your four-poster bed. The knocks fail to subside, continuing so vigorously that you know there’s only one possible person on the other side of that door. “Come in!” You manage to croak out, pulling the covers back up to your chin. You hear the door opening and closing softly, and you shimmy onto your back just in time to see Sirius’s head poking through the red curtains of your bed. 

“Oh darling.” He opens the curtain wider and sits down on the mattress next to you, a hand reaching to push some hair out of your face. “Heard from Lily you weren’t well in transfigurations. McGonagall didn’t know whether to believe her or not.” You scoff at his words but it comes out sounding like a snort, your blocked nose stripping you from any charm in front of your boyfriend. “‘S that why Madam Pomfrey came to check on me?” You barely see Sirius’s grin forming through your squinted eyes, but it still manages to bring a small smile to your face, especially as he goofily says “Probably.” with a loose shrug of his shoulders. 

Slinging his book bag over his laps from where it previously rested on the floor, he begins saying “I didn’t think you’d have had anything to eat so I brought you some stuff.” He pulls out a barely creased paper lunch bag, immediately telling you he’d gone to the kitchens before visiting you. “‘S got some orange slices and pastries. I also brought you tea.” Sirius says, placing the bag on your bedside table to go digging into his own one again, looking for the tea. You fish out a hand from under the covers, sniffling slightly as you go to place it on Sirius’s thigh. Your touch has Sirius immediately glancing up at you worriedly. “What?” “Thank you sweetheart.” The pet name brings a pink flush to Sirius’s cheeks, and he places his hand over yours, bringing it up to his lips so he can give you a soft kiss. 

“Pomfrey excused me from classes for tomorrow too.” You tell him, watching closely as his eyebrows furrow. Letting go of his hand, you cup his jaw instead, rubbing your thumb on his cheek. “What? Can’t go another day without me?” You only mean to tease him, but the stubborn shake of his head has you huffing in adoration. It’s almost as if you can see the moment Sirius decided to lay with you, eyes widening when he shuffles down the bed to lay down next to you. “Sirius no! You’ll get sick.” You insist, but your body defies you, moving to make more space for him on the bed as his strong arms wrap around you. With a single kiss to your forehead, he’s made up your mind, hands finding warmth underneath the cotton of his shirt. 

It’s no surprise the next day when McGonagall looks up to find not one, but two seats empty in her classroom. “Has anyone seen Mr. Black?” She asks, her gaze pointed at one table in particular. “He’s sick, Professor.” Sound out the voices of James and Remus, shooting each other amused glances. 

Professor McGonagall has the decency to turn her back to her students before muttering “Of course he is.” Under her breath.

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The map - Remus x Potter!Reader

Summary: In which james gets suspicious about remus and his sister. marlene, sirius and lily cover up for them. ft. jily no warnings! 0.4k+ wc :)

Remus had tried making it a point of having the marauders map with him every time he snuck away from the other marauders to meet you, afraid of James discovering how often you two met up alone. His excuse? Well, it was his map after all. Just like James had the invisibility cloak, Remus was the primary owner of the map. And if anything happened, there was always Sirius, Marlene and Lily who all knew of your relationship and could try steering James away from the truth.

Today, however, James and Sirius were planning a harmless prank on a group of Hufflepuffs who they had made a silly bet with, and were using the map to plan their route to the common room. Sirius had been vigorously scribbling down some illegible notes and James's gaze had wandered, aimlessly scanning the map to watch the little name tags move around. It was only when he spotted your and Remus's names floating around near the library that he let out a little "Huh." Sirius's head lifted up from his paper to glance at his best mate, asking "You alright?" James nodded, pointing to where your names were. "They've been in the library for ages now." Lily and Marlene, who'd been facing the two boys, glanced up curiously.

It didn't take Sirius a second to cover up for you, stating "Well they're both really nervous about acing their ancient runes exam." James hummed in agreement, leaning back against the couch behind him, eyebrows furrowing in deliberation. "Have you noticed how much time they've been spending together recently?" James's tone was completely reflective, without a hint of accusation. Sirius shrugged, panicking slightly. "Kind of, I guess."

Lily hummed, trying to conceal any revelations "Yeah, they are pretty good friends." James sighed, looking up at the ceiling, missing the alarmed looks shared between his friends. "I wonder if they like each other." Marlene's nervous laugh had James glimpsing down at Marlene dumbfoundedly. "Them? No way!" She giggled, trying to cover her slip up before hurriedly going back to her homework. James straightened up, observing his friends' behaviour. "Am I missing something?" He questioned, squinting his eyes at the three Gryffindors. Lily looked up at him with a reassuring smile, standing up to round the table before plopping back down next to James. The boy instantly wrapped his arms around her waist, looking deeply into her eyes as she began playing with the hair on the base of his neck.

"No, sweetheart. 'S far as we know, they're just friends. But even if they weren't, at least it'd be someone like Remus looking after your sister, not some idiot." James nodded at Lily's soothing words, letting her take his mind off the topic.

"Yeah, yeah you're right. Maybe I should try setting them up."