fireplace
CW: Smut
Regulus sat in front of the fireplace comfortably, tucked into James’ side, leaning against the couch. It’s holiday break, James’ 7th year at Hogwarts and Regulus’ 6th year. Sirius and Remus went home to Remus’ mother, Hope, for the hols. All the better, though, as there’s no other Gryffindors staying beside James this year, oddly enough. It does, however, allow Regulus to sleep over in James’ dorm every day for almost a month, so alll is well.
James has been talking about something or other (probably school drama) (he’s a big gossiper) for what felt like the past hour or so. Regulus has been slowly making his way onto James’ lap, kissing up his neck, seeing how far he can go without James noticing. He slipped his hands under James’ tee shirt, making James yelp at the sudden cold.
“Jesus, love, your hands are freezing,” James said amusedly, still somehow not noticing Regulus’ advances. For fuck’s sake, you could shoot the boy and he wouldn’t notice. His ghost would just keep talking about Bethany and Wyatt’s situationship.
It’s only until Regulus has starting unbuttoning his (Regulus’) shirt that James noticed.
“What’re you doing, love?” he asks, a bit hoarse as he watches his boyfriend slowly strip.
“Just got a little hot in front of the fire. Don’t you think?” he says teasingly.
“Oh you’re hot alright,” James flushed, feeling his pants grow a little tighter.
Regulus chuckles playfully, splaying himself across the couch lazily, his shirt half open and a pillow between his legs. James nearly groans, watching him intently, palming himself slowly.
“Shit, Reg,” James grunts, pulling off his trousers smoothly and removing the pillow from Regulus’ core. He hovers between Regulus’ legs, tugging off his pants insistently. Regulus lifts his hips to help slightly. James nearly came at the sight of Regulus alone: he never can really help himslef when it comes to the smaller boy. Regulus pulls James down on top of him, kissing his lips and pressing their hips together firmly with a needy whine. James gladly indulged in his desperation, trailing kisses down Regulus’ throat slowly, seeping in the warmth of the fireplace as his thighs squeeze against Regulus’ hips. And by god was it an amazing feeling. It was always great to be with Regulus, even better to be inside of him, but it was the best to be teasing
him, feeling Regulus grow needy and whiny and wet. He slips a hand under Regulus’ waistband, spreading his wetness and caressing his soaking underwear, delving a finger into his core suddenly and savoring how the smaller boy clenches around him. He pumps his fingers in and out rhythmically. Regulus whines and moans and squirms beneath him, panting heavily.
“Ja- Jamie please,” he writhes, frantically reaching down to stimulate himself.
“Patience, love,” James coos, gently grabbing both of Regulus’ wrists in one hand and holding them tight. Regulus whines, bucking his hips into James desperately. James chuckles softly at his boyfriend. He pulls his fingers away, licking them clean slowly as Regulus watches interestedly. James quickly pulls off his pants, then Regulus’. He slowly pulls his boxers down, watching his cock spring free with a wet slapping noise against his stomach, precum pooling at the tip. Regulus nearly comes from that alone, letting out a horribly needy whimper. James tugs off Regulus’ boxers as well, rubbing his tip through his boyfriend’s folds, groaning at the wetness. He pushes in with a snap of his hips, obscene noises filling the room as he slowly begins pushing inside, forcibly loosening his tight hole. Regulus pants heavily, leaning his head back and shutting his eyes.
“Jamesss.. harder…” he practically begs, moaning in pleasure as James begins stimulating his clit.
“C’mon, baby, you’re so good for me. You know you want to cum for me,” James murmurs encouragingly, picking up the pace roughly, squeezing Regulus’ waist harshly and leaving a bruise the shape of his hand.
Regulus comes with a whine of pleasure, squirming around as James shoots thick ropes of cum into Regulus mercilessly.
James lies beside him, pulling him into his chest and not bothering to clean up before whispering words of praise in Regulus’ ear until they both fall asleep.