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It's one of those nights. One of those wild Friday nights when anything could happen... if Sirius hadn't - once again - ended up drinking way too much.
And so, as usually, though the night's still young, you find yourself already dragging your totally wasted best friend towards the flat that he shares with his younger brother.
"I swear this is the last time", you mutter to yourself as you finally reach the door, hardly managing to dig the old, tiny key from Sirius' pocket while trying to support your best friend's almost passed out body, "that I'm helping you home, you wanker."
The door opens with a nasty creak, allowing you and Sirius to enter the flat, and your breath hitches.
It's midnight, but Regulus is sitting on a couch across the room, holding a thick book in his hands, completely absorbed in his reading, just like he always is. Regulus, who has the most beautiful dark brown eyes you've ever seen anyone have, whose long, raven black hair looks soft as a silk, the kind that you long to caress with your fingers. Regulus, who hardly smiles but when he does, has the cutest smile on the whole world. Regulus, who is so different from his brother, always so shy and quiet and mysterious, spending almost all of his freetime in his own room, reading books. Regulus, who you've had your eyes on for ages, but who is - thanks to his brother - strictly forbidden. Sirius made it more than clear two years ago.
'It's totally fine that you're into blokes, James.'
'Yeah?'
'Yeah. I don't care who you fuck, as long you promise to stay away from my brother.'
And you did promise. You did promise to keep your hands off your best friend's gorgeous baby brother, and you've regretted it ever since.
Regulus raises his gaze to you two, a frustrated sigh escaping his lips. "Not again... You've got to be kidding me."
Without a word, you keep carrying Sirius to his own room and straight to bed, leaving him to lie on his side. He's already deep asleep, and you quietly make your way out of the room, leaving the door open. Just in case Sirius starts throwing up at night.
"He OK?" Regulus asks, not raising his eyes from the book anymore.
"Yeah", you answer.
You're still standing at Sirius's door, your eyes behind your round glasses glued to Regulus who is - once again - totally absorbed in his reading.
You've hardly ever had a chance to be alone with the boy because Sirius is always there, but now you do. Sirius is lying in his bed, drunk as hell, totally out of the game until the morning, and, being annoyed by your best friend ruining your night and all your chances of finding a shag, you find yourself feeling reckless. You've been having wet dreams about a moment like this for months, and you're not going to let the chance slip by.
Slowly, you make your way to the couch where Regulus is reading his book, taking a seat almost right next to him, a tiny smile rising to your lips as you see the boy stiffening.
"What are you reading?" you hear yourself asking.
Regulus turns his book to show you the cover. There's a cute little blush on his cheeks.
"The Thorn Birds", you read out loud, gaining a nod from the boy. As suspected, you've never heard of the book. You hardly even read books. "What's it about?"
The blush on Regulus's cheeks deepens, and he doesn't say anything for a while. "It's a love story", he finally mutters, avoiding your gaze.
"Oh." You can't help but to smile at Regulus's answer. A love story? This is going better than expected. "Is it good?"
Regulus seems to hesitate for a while before finally giving a slow nod.
"Interesting", you say, finally gaining Regulus's gaze.
"What is?" he asks shyly, almost inaudibly.
"Never knew you're a romantic", you clarify, never taking your eyes off the boy.
"I... don't know about that..." His still deepening blush is making him look even prettier than ever before, and fuck, it's driving you crazy. It's making you lose your mind. "I just love to read..."
"OK", you say, eyes following closely as Regulus returns to his book and continues reading.
You keep sitting there in silence, eyes on him and his book as he pretends to be fully concentrated on reading. You, of course, can tell that he's not. He looks tense, no doubt wondering what the hell you're still doing there, wondering why you haven't gone home already. You, however, are not planning on going anywhere, not when you're finally sitting there with him, just you and him, no distractions. You've been given a perfect chance, and you can't resist, no matter what you promised to his brother.
And so, you keep sitting there with him, one of your legs raised over another and your right arm lying on the back of the couch, looking at him. His tiny figure, his flawless skin, his long, perfect eyelashes, his skinny fingers while he still pretends to read.
Finally, after what feels like at least five minutes or longer, he gets tired of pretending. He slowly turns his gaze from the book, shyly meeting yours.
"What do you want, James?" he asks, and you can't help but to smile. There it is, the question you were waiting for. "Why are you still here?"
"Isn't that obvious?" you hear yourself asking.
You can see him swallowing. You can see the beautiful blush on his perfect face deepening as he keeps staring at you, shyness in his eyes.
"Reg", you say quietly, never breaking the eye-contact. You're staring at him straight in the eye, straight in those beautiful, dark brown orbs, and you've never felt such strong need to get your hands on another person as you do now. "I think we both know why I'm still here", you whisper, slowly moving your face closer.
He's staring at you, blinking, mouth slightly open, unable to move, unable to form any words, and you know that it is time to make your move, time to do what you've been yearning for months but haven't had a chance to. A quiet gasp escapes his lips and the book that he's been holding in his hands instantly drops on his lap as you cover his mouth with yours.
There are no words to describe your first kiss with him. It's everything you've ever imagined it to be and so much more. His lips are plump and soft and perfect, and for some reason, they taste like chocolate ice cream. He must have eaten some before you arrived with his brother.
You keep caressing his beautiful lips with your own, kissing him like you've wanted for so long, enjoying the taste, cherishing every single moment, every single detail, and...
He breaks the kiss.
"James... W-what are you doing?" he gasps, placing a hand over his mouth.
"Kissing you", you answer without a beat, caressing his flushed cheek with your thumb. "Something I've wanted to do for ages."
Regulus is blinking his perfect eyelashes again, not able to get a word out of his mouth, clearly having difficulties in assimilating everything that's happened during the last few minutes: your weird behaviour, your sudden confession.
"You're drunk, James", he finally manages to say, and you give a short, warm laugh.
"I may be drunk, Reg, but I've never been more serious about anything. I've wanted this, wanted you for so long."
He's staring at you in disbelief. "You've... wanted... me?" he manages to mutter, and wearing a tiny smile on your lips, you give a nod.
Oh Regulus, you think to yourself. So shy, so insecure, and so bloody beautiful. Just look at yourself. Who wouldn't want someone like you?
"I've wanted you", you confess, thanking the alcohol for giving you so much courage tonight. "The only reason I didn't make a move on you was because I promised Sirius."
"You... promised Sirius?" he whispers, and to your great satisfaction, you can see his eyes lingering on your lips. Just for a second, but just enough for you to notice.
You give another nod, never taking your eyes off him. "He told me to stay away from you, so I did."
It all happens in only a few seconds. Regulus makes a sudden move, grabbing you from your shirt, and now it is your turn to widen your eyes. What is he...
"Reg? What are y -"
That is all you manage to say before Regulus has already pulled you closer and covered your mouth with his own. A surprised, muffled moan escapes your lips as he is kissing you softly, and sweet Jesus, you can't believe your luck, can't believe this is happening.
Regulus is kissing you. Your beautiful and always so shy Regulus is kissing you, and you have no idea what to think of all this.
Not wasting any more time, you answer the kiss, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him closer, kissing him like you've wanted for so long, and the book on Regulus's lap drops on the floor as he allows himself to be pressed against you. You're now kissing him with passion, enjoying the feel of his soft lips, the sweet taste of his mouth and - most of all - the weak, muffled sounds that keep escaping his lips from time to time. They are driving you crazy, making you horny, making you want things that you are not supposed to. You've just gotten closer to him. You don't want to ruin this, don't want him to feel pressured.
You keep kissing... and kissing... and kissing, and you soon realize that you've lost all sense of time. You finally break the kiss though it is the last thing you want to do, meeting his eyes that have gone even darker than ever before, and you can see that he wants this, wants more, wants you. And still, though this has all gone exactly the way you planned, you're feeling a little guilty.
Maybe you shouldn't be doing this. Maybe you should respect your long time friendship and do as Sirius said. Maybe you should leave.
"Reg...", you start, but can't finish your sentence. Not when he's right there in front of you, staring at you like that, looking so perfect, so desirable. "Maybe we -"
"Should go to my room", he says shyly. "In case you want to, of course..."
He's looking at you through his long eyelashes, looking both tempting and shy at the same time, and... you can't resist. Can't say no to this gorgeous young man you've wanted for ages.
"Of course I want to", you hear yourself saying, already getting up. "Come."
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You're in heaven. You must be. At least that's how you're feeling right now. You've been dreaming of this for ages, and now that you're finally here, in his room, in his bed, kissing him, touching him, undressing him... Man, there aren't words to describe your joy right now.
Of course, you know that this is wrong. You know that Regulus is still very young, only seventeen. You know that Sirius told you to stay away from him, know that you're betraying your best friend's trust by soon fucking his precious baby brother, know that Sirius is going to be so fucking furious, know that he's probably going to kill you for this... but honestly, you don't give a damn about any of that. Not anymore. You've gotten a taste of the forbidden fruit, and man it tastes so bloody good. You can't stop, can't get enough.
You keep kissing for minutes, ten minutes, maybe longer, once again having lost all sense of time. The door has been accidentally left open, but you don't care about that either. All you care about is Regulus, this gorgeous young man lying under you.
You slowly move your hand to the inside of his thigh, trailing your hand up and down soothingly, and...
"James...", he moans into your mouth, and you break the kiss, meeting his eyes.
He looks so fucking beautiful. Cheeks flushed, hair all messed up, breathing heavily, looking at you from below. You've never wanted anyone this much.
"What?" you ask.
He swallows, suddenly looking insecure. "I-it's just that...", he starts, pausing. He breaks the eye-contact, gaze travelling to the window.
"Reg, what is it?" you say with a sigh, caressing his beautiful face with your thumb. "Tell me."
He takes a deep breath and lets it out, clearly ashamed. "You're going to laugh."
"I promise I won't."
Swallowing, he turns to you, shamefully meeting your gaze. "It's just that... I've never... done this before..."
"Done what?" you ask, frowning.
He looks ashamed. Frightened. "Anything", he says, barely audibly.
Oh. Oh. This is something you didn't expect. You did know that he is very, very shy, but... really? He's never done anything with anyone?
"Anything?" you ask, raising an eyebrow. "Anything at all?"
He shakes his head, avoiding your gaze. "You know me. I hardly go out, so... I've never been with a guy before... not even with a girl. This is all new to me."
"This is your first time?" you ask, and he answers by nodding, looking terribly ashamed.
So it is true. Regulus has never had sex with anyone, which means...
Good lord, this is like a dream come true. You're not able to believe your luck, because you've never been with a virgin before. You know that you should probably be feeling guilty for seducing your best friend's baby brother, but you are not. Not anymore. Instead, having heard that he is a virgin, you want him even more.
"Wow. That's...", you start, trying to find the right words to say, trying not to show how much his virginity is turning you on. "Reg, we don't have to do anything if you don't want to, but... if you do want to give it a try, I promise I won't disappoint you."
Please say yes, you think to yourself, almost praying for God to let you have this beautiful boy. You can't wait to bang him, can't wait to show him what he's been missing, can't wait to ruin him from everyone else. Can't wait to make him yours.
"I want to", he says shyly. "I want to know what it's like."
Smiling, you lean closer to press a gentle kiss on his perfect lips.
"Great decision", you whisper, slowly moving your hand to his erection, gaining a weak gasp from him. "Once you'll know what it's like... you'll never be able to get enough. I'll make sure of that..."
You keep moving your fingers on his hard cock, slowly and temptingly, enjoying his surprised gasps, moans and expressions. This is all very new to him - being touched by someone else for the very first time - and you are planning on making him feel so good. So good that he'll be left wanting more. More of you.
"You don't happen to have any lube, do you?" you hear yourself asking.
He shakes his head. "I don't, but I know that Sirius does. It was on his nightstand, the last time I saw it..."
You must be really horny, because as soon as Regulus has finished his last sentence, you already find yourself heading towards his big brother's room, the room that Sirius is sleeping in.
This is so fucking crazy, you think to yourself as you sneak into his room and straight to his nightstand. The lube is nowhere to be seen, but you make a decision to search from the drawer, no matter how risky it is, and... oh yes, there it is.
You grab the black jar of lube. 'For intense pleasure', it says, and you can't help but to smile. It is perfect, it is just what you need. You close the drawer and head to the door, glancing at Sirius who is still lying on his side, deep asleep.
Thank you, bro. So very thoughtful of you, you think to yourself, grinning widely. This is just what I needed to deflower your precious little brother.
Still smiling, you leave Sirius's room and go back to Regulus's. He is lying on his back, completely naked, looking extremely shy while waiting for you.
"You found it", he says quietly, and you answer with a nod while getting back to bed.
You open the jar and dip your fingers into the lube while he opens up his legs, giving you a nice view to his private parts.
"Is... this...?" He's too nervous to even finish his sentence.
"Yes", you tell him, putting the jar aside and crawling closer to him. God, he looks perfect. So shy, innocent, beautiful... "Perfect."
Slowly, you bring your lubed fingers to his arse, carefully circling the entrance with your forefinger. Your dick is already twitching and leaking inside your boxers, impatiently waiting for action, but you know that you need to take it slow to make sure that Regulus won't be in pain. You want him to enjoy his first time with you.
"Ready for a finger?"
He answers with a nod, and slowly, very very carefully, you slip your forefinger in, through the tight ring of muscles, all the way to the knuckle. You can see his face twisting in discomfort.
"Everything alright?" you ask, wanting to make sure he's not in pain.
"Y-yeah", he answers. "It just..."
"Feels weird?"
He gives a nod, blushing again.
"It feels weird at first, but once you get used to it..." You twist your finger inside him, watching the expressions on his face. "...it's going to feel amazing."
His walls are clenching around your finger as you keep going, moving your finger in and out his beautiful arse. He is so bloody tight, tighter than anyone you've ever been with... and you've been with many. You can only imagine how amazing it's going to feel like when you finally get to fuck him... But first, you need to prepare him properly, in all peace. Just like this.
As Regulus seems to be completely used to your finger, you carefully add another one in. His face twists in discomfort again, but only for a few seconds. He's slowly getting used to this, getting used to being spred open, slowly but surely.
You keep pumping your fingers in and out, slowly picking up the pace a bit, all the time making sure he's not in pain. Of course, you can tell from his face that he is not. He is watching you from below, eyes half open, cheeks flushed, never taking his eyes off you, almost looking like he's in love... and before you know it, he's gasping and moaning in pleasure. He is starting to enjoy. And when you finally bring your fingers to his prostate to show him how good a simple fingering can actually get... his moans only grow louder.
For the next couple of minutes, you continue spreading his hole with your slick fingers (now three of them) and rubbing his prostate, enjoying all the sweet moans coming from between his pretty lips.
"James", he finally gasps while gripping the sheets with his skinny fingers.
"Yeah?" you ask, still curling your fingers against his sweet spot.
From the way he is whimpering, you can tell that he's ready. Ready for more. Ready for you. Ready for your cock. Your cock twitches inside your boxers, and fuck, you can't wait. This is going to be amazing.
"I'm ready", he whispers, desperation in his eyes.
"Ready for what?" you ask him, wanting to hear it coming from him, wanting to make sure that he really wants to go all the way with you.
"Ready for you", he answers, still looking ashamed.
"Are you sure?" you ask him, still wanting to make sure that he wants this. You don't want him to later accuse you for taking advantage of him. And in case Sirius finds out, he won't be able to blame you for raping his innocent little brother. Because his not-so-innocent little brother wanted this, wanted you to fuck him senseless.
"I want to know what it's like", he says. "Please show me. James..."
Smiling, you slowly lean down and brush your lips together. His eyes have gone darker than ever as he's looking deep into your eyes.
"Your wish is my command", you whisper against his lips.
You exchange a long, passionate kiss before you finally pull back, unable to wait any longer. You've waited forever to have this beautiful boy, and you can't wait a minute longer. You need to have him, now.
You instantly pull down your boxers, and Regulus's eyes go wide at the sight of your leaking, painfully hard member, the one that you are already slicking up with lots of Sirius's lubricant. Your size is clearly something he did not expect.
"Aren't we... going to need a...", he mutters, never taking his eyes off your dick.
"Need what?" you ask, still preparing yourself.
"Uh, you know... A condom...?"
Oh, right. You've been so impatient to fuck Regulus that you've totally forgotten about condoms. You never have sex with strangers without a proper protection, but this time... Regulus is a virgin, and you're clean, having taken the tests only a few weeks ago, so...
"We don't need one", you say.
You are, of course, fully aware of the fact that you do have condoms in your jeans' pocket, but Regulus doesn't need to know about that.
"We... don't?" he asks, looking unsure.
"No", you answer, shaking your head. "You're a virgin, and I'm clean, so..." You toss the jar of lube out of your way. "Besides, sex is a lot better when you do it bare."
As you position yourself in between Regulus's legs, he is still looking unsure.
"It is?" he asks, and you give a nod.
You may be a little selfish right now, but the truth is that you want to have him bare. You want to feel all of him, his skin against yours, his warmth and wetness on your bare cock. You want to cream his arse, fill him up with your cum. You want to make him yours in every kind of way.
"You look so beautiful like this, Reg", you tell him while sliding your slick cock against his arse. "Are you ready?"
Regulus gives a tiny nod. He is smiling shyly, eyes sparkling.
"Alright then", you tell him, positioning your cock against his waiting entrance. "Here we go, baby."
Slowly but surely you press yourself inside, Regulus's tight muscles giving in and making way for your cock. His face twists in pain, but you keep going anyway.
"Oh fuck", he groans, grimacing. "Oh fuck... J-james..."
You are now all the way in, and Jesus, the feeling of your cock in his extremely tight arse is almost too much for you to take. You can certainly feel that he is a virgin, there's no doubt about that. He is just an innocent, young boy... or he was, until tonight, because you are going to ruin him.
"That's it, baby... You're doing so good", you praise him, slowly pushing in and pulling out, time after time.
"Will it... ever stop hurting?" he asks weakly, biting his lower lip to try to handle the pain, to not start crying.
"Yes", you promise while moving slowly, very carefully, making sure to let him get used to your size. "I'm going to make you feel so good, baby. So good..."
You bring your lips together, giving him a long kiss to make him feel a little better... and it does help. Slowly, the pain seems to be disappearing, soon replaced with pleasure.
"You feel amazing, Reg", you tell him, finally picking up the pace a bit because you simply can't take it anymore. He is too hot, too tight, too perfect.
You are rocking your hips faster, pressing yourself in and pushing out, making him yours... and finally he actually starts to moan in pleasure, which - of course - is music to your ears, just what you wanted to hear.
You're going to make sure that Regulus will never forget about this night. The night that he became James Potter's property.
"You're perfect, baby. Better than I imagined... So tight... So wet... So good for me."
You are now fucking him hard, not holding back any longer. Regulus is whimpering under you, his thin legs thrown around you and his tight arse clenching around your thick cock as you keep banging against his butt with no mercy.
Thank you for passing out, bro, you think to yourself. Thank you for finally giving me this perfect chance to fuck your precious baby brother. Thank you for borrowing me your lube to make sure that your sweet little brother screams while I cream his perfect little arse.
You change the angle a bit to start pounding against his prostate, and he's shuddering and crying out in pleasure, mouth agape. You soon press your face against his neck and start sucking his pale skin, wanting to leave your mark on it.
You want him to look into the mirror tomorrow and see who he belongs to. Because after tonight, he will be yours. No matter who he'll end up with, he will always be yours. Because you were his first.
You own him.
"Good boy", you tell him, pounding against his prostate, almost making him see stars. "That's it, come for me. Come for me."
And he does. Eyes rolling in his head he comes, cum spurting all over your bodies, and sweet Jesus, he's screaming. He's screaming in pleasure, screaming your name, so loud that all their neighbours must be able to hear it.
He is screaming my name... my name, you think to yourself, and the mere thought brings you to your own orgasm - though you were hoping to last a lot longer.
You come hard, almost painfully, filling his insides with your seed.
Just the way you wanted.
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An hour later, you are still lying in his bed, holding him in your arms, watching him, adoring his beautiful face while he is sleeping peacefully, and that is when you suddenly come to realize...
You've fucked with so many different guys, and you've never wanted to stay, but now... Now you don't want to leave. Now you wish to stay. With him.
You swallow hard, staring at his soft, plump lips and his long, black eyelashes, and a heavy sigh escapes your lips.
This was only supposed to be sex, just having a bit of fun. Because James Potter doesn't get attached. James Potter doesn't fall in love.
Until tonight.