moonwater | 280 words | prompt: cage by @taylorswiftmicrofic cw: dubcon (...up to interpretation)
Regulus is fond of Remus, in a way. In the same way one might be fond of a particularly well-behaved pet—one that knows its place, comes when called, doesn't make unseemly noise. It's refreshing, really, after the endless parade of Gryffindor brutishness that fills the corridors these days.
...you said anything.
Happy belated birthday, @my-little-golden-envy! <3
Regulus is sacred. He belongs to Sirius. He’s the altar he prays at, the absolution he seeks. This blessed ground is his to claim and to cherish, to ruin and to rebuild.
No one else gets to touch.
Remus, of course, knows this. Remus’ most honest act of love is respecting this twisted bond that Sirius shares with his brother, and stepping aside when his love burns a little too bright, a little too hot, with a fire only Regulus can tame. He might not understand, but he accepts, in his quiet, gracious way, that this love has existed before theirs, that his love has a life of its own, and Sirius loves him for that.
snippet from a wip | moon and stars | 340 words | cw: nsfw, incest | update: posted on ao3
Regulus is sacred. He belongs to Sirius. He’s the altar he prays at, the absolution he seeks. This blessed ground is his to claim and to cherish, to ruin and to rebuild.
No one else gets to touch.
Remus, of course, knows this. Remus’ most honest act of love is respecting this twisted bond that Sirius shares with his brother, and stepping aside when his love burns a little too bright, a little too hot, with a fire only Regulus can tame. He might not understand, but he accepts, in his quiet, gracious way, that this love has existed before theirs, that this love has a life of its own, and Sirius loves him for that.
