The Sun & The Star
Hey so this is my first and probably only story I'll write seeing as I'm a student. I just thought that all summer I've been reading and debating writing so now that I have a week left I though "fuck it, why not. Right?"
Notes at the end
TW Warnings
-smut
-cussing
-drinking
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"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return." I hope one day to learn to love. I'm honestly not even sure I can love. Like, actual love, real love, the kind you see in movies. Sure, I love my best friends and I loved my brother. Oh who am I kidding I love my brother there is no past tense. Yes, he hurt me and abandoned me in that house, but he is still my brother. He practically raised me, he protected me, and I mean he did show me the greatest love story of all time, Moulin Rouge. I feel as though I'll always have a piece of Sirius in my heart. The rest of my heart can rot and wither away being poisoned by all the evil I've lived but that part, the Sirius part, will always stay alive and thriving. Sometimes I think that the reason I can't love for anyone is because I grew up in a house with a love defecate. Like, sure, I can be with people. Hell, I'm the best at being with people! But I can never seem to stay to see the wake of the sun with them. I'm a 20 year old man who's never actually dated someone. Oh my god I'm inner monologuing! Sometimes I think my brain just needs to shut the fuck up.
"Reggie you've been looking at your homework for like.. 10 minutes now, and you haven't even noticed that me and Panda are sitting next to you." Evan says, snapping me out of my own mind.
"Okay first of all, I told you not to call me that, and second, when did you guys get here?" I ask when a barista comes up to us handing us 4 coffees.
Pandora chimes in, after thanking the worker, saying "Well, we've been here long enough to order 4 coffees, one for you, me, Evan, and Barty who's running late as usual."
"How did you know what I wanted?"
"Regulus, I have known you since we were 11 years old and have been getting coffee with you since 14, and I have never seen you not get an iced French vanilla latte with almond milk." Pandora says with a smirk. I take a sip of my coffee and of course she is correct in knowing my order because it is exactly what I get every time. Pandora is just like that. She's kind and she listens and remembers everything. God I love that girl she is one of my best friends. She is just too pure for this world. And of course I love Evan and Barty equally but Pandora is different from them. She's softer? I don't really know how to explain it.
15 more minutes pass as we just mindlessly chat and wait for Barty. When finally the dark haired boy walks into the cafe. He's got his signature green raccoon stripes in his hair, a few chains around his neck, and a loose fit tank top on with a ribcage. Barty looks the most similar to me in the group in comparison to Evan and Pandora who look exactly alike being a rare case of different gender identical twins and all. He comes over and takes a seat on the arm on Evans chair, even though there are plenty of lounge chairs next to us. Him and Evan have been dating since our 6th year of boarding school. Pandora and I actually placed a bet on when they'd start dating. I had to give her £20 when they started dating because my bet was on 7th year.
"So what are we talking about?"
"We were actually talking about going to this new bar that just opened called Puzzles"
"God, such a good name! I mean come on the How I Met Your Mother reference! The owner of that bar must be my soulmate!" I say with a laugh.
"Reg you're such a nerd! I mean why is it even called Puzzles it doesn't make sense?" Barty says walking right into the trap of the name. Me and Evan look at each other with a smirk about to burst out laughing. "The name is the puzzle, Love!" Evan explains to Barty " God you're so uncultured it's okay though because I love you." He says pulling Barty down into a kiss.
"I'm going to go vomit now!" I mock with a disgusted face, getting up with my empty coffee cup and walking to the trash can.
I've never been much of a solo drinker but Sirius is on a date with Remus and we just opened up our own bar, so it feels wrong not to have at least one of the owners there.
"Hey Gwen could you get me a rum and coke?"
"Yes right away, sir!" She exclaimed quickly and maybe kind of nervous.
"Sir? Hah, you can just call me James ."
"Oh okay si.. James."
It's always been mine and Sirius' dream to open a bar. I mean that's the dream isn't it!? Oh my god I'm making How I Met Your Mother references to myself. I really don't do 'alone time' a lot. It's just weird for me. I always want to be with someone but all of my friends were busy tonight. I mean it makes sense, most 21 year old's are in university not bar owners. I can't help but feel.. I don't know.. Like a nepo baby? I mean my parents helped me afford the bar, but I swear I will pay them back every cent!
"Here's your drink James."
"Thanks, I'll start a tab by the way."
"But.. you own the place? You don't need to!"
"Gwen, you're doing me a service. I will pay you for said service. You need to learn your worth!" I reply with a friendly smile. She nods her head and walks off to deal with other customers.
While I sit and drink, my brain trails off to different topics like how in movies when the owner of a bar is at their bar they always wear suits and shit but I'm wearing a casual black t-shirt and jeans. Should I be more nicely dressed? I just blend in. Honestly I might even be a little underdressed, everyone else is wearing clubbing outfits in the hopes that they leave with one more person then they came with. As I look around at everyone's outfits my eyes stop at the door when this group of 4 walk in and HOLY SHIT! I'm pretty sure an angel just walked into my bar! He is probably the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. His raven black hair, with some curl to it and it's messy but still falls perfectly framing his beautiful sharp face. His skin which looks kissed by the moon in the most beautiful way. His gorgeous green eyes with a hint of blue that are tightlined with black eyeliner that makes them pop. He's wearing a black tank top that is every so slightly cropped showing his happy trail and the line of his boxers, a black leather jacket that looks to be a little too big for him, and black pants that are fitted to him just right in all of the right places. He has a belt chain connecting on his left hip, his hands are adorned in silver rings, and there's one loose chain around his neck with a pendant that I couldn't quite make out. When he moved his head slightly I could see a slight glimpse of silver on his lip. Oh my god. Did he have a lip piercing? Goddd!! What would that lip piercing feel like against my li.. James stop! He reminds me of the night sky. He looks like an Arctic Monkey's song somehow. I need to get a closer look.
Star boy walks up to the bar and takes a seat with his 3 friends. Before he sits down he takes off his leather jacket and AGHHHHHH!! He has a snake tattoo that wraps around his arm. He is a kind of lean guy more on the short side but he does have some muscle to him.
I put my hand up to signal to the bartender when she walks over to me I say "Hey Gwen, could you get me 2 more rum and cokes and give one of them to the guy over there with the black hair and shirt?" I say, pointing to Starboy.
"I'm on it, Boss!" she says, rushing off to make the drinks. Hey, at least she didn't say sir this time, I call that improvement!
"Uh, excuse me, I didn't order this?" I say to the bartender confused, after she places what seems to be a rum and coke in front of me.
"I know you didn't, the man over there in the black shirt with curly hair did." She says with a smirk and gives the man a wink. When I look over to who she's referring to I see the most handsome man! Looking at him is like looking at the sun itself. His skin is golden; he looks as if the sun had kissed him at birth. He has gold framed glasses that lay on his perfect nose which has a golden hoop on the left side! His outfit is nothing special, one may even think it to be a little casual for such a bar, but it works on him. His black shirt is just tight enough that you can see his strong build and his arms!! Oh god, his arms! He's got muscle on him for sure! He was probably a rugby player back in school. What I wouldn't give to be pushed against a wall by those arms. Look, I'm a man who knows what he wants and I'm not ashamed about that. He's watching me as I look him up and down, analyzing his gorgeous appearance. I meet his eyes, give him a soft wink, and get up to go over to him.
"Hey. Good guess on the drink, rum and coke is my usual order." I say leaning onto the bar with the drink in my hand.
"Hey too you too, Beautiful. You've got good taste." He says holding up his drink which is also a rum and coke.
"Beautiful? You're not too bad to look at either." I say, giving him a cheeky smirk while shifting my body slightly closer to him and bringing my hand closer to his arm.
"So you got a name, Beautiful?"
"It's Regulus, but for someone as handsome as you it's Reg."
"Well then Reg, I'm James. Take a seat." He says as he intersects my legs with his foot to push the chair out for me to sit in.
"Oh, he's a gentleman." I mock taking a seat.
"For you, Darling, I'll be anything." For a moment we sit in knowing silence while we both take a sip of our drinks. Normally, I don't like silence but with James it's kind of nice, which is weird seeing as I just met the man.
"What is it that you do, Reg?"
"Well, right now I'm just a art student, but I hope to be an artist of sorts."
"Why an artist?" He asks the question which would normally seem offensive in such a way that he just seems genuinely interested. Honestly, it caught me off guard. I wasn't used to people really being interested, especially people I didn't see again once morning came.
"Oh, well all my life I've just been amazed by the beauty of art how it can move a person so much! Art tells a story. A simple pattern on a piece of paper can tell someone's life story! God art is like.. the truest form of human expression. Shit, sorry I was rambling. Uh, how about you, what do you do?" What just happened? Normally I keep my cool around people and push down my real personality to the deep deep pits of hell, because there is no one who ACTUALLY cares about this shit.
"I don't mind your rambling it's quite cute, and I'm a.. uh business owner."
"What kind of business do you own?"
"I own a bar."
"Oh shit that's cool! What bar?"
"This new bar, called Puzzles." he says with a knowing little smile plastered on his face.
"Ha! Ya see I think I've heard of that bar." I say, laughing partly because it's funny and partly because I'm a little tipsy seeing as we pregamed before coming here.
"Why's it called Puzzles?" I ask with a little smile hoping it's a How I Met Your Mother reference.
"That's the puzzle isn't it?" He replies letting out a little chuckle.
"Good show, isn't it?" I say, happy that it was a reference.
"Oh my god yes, the best! God, me and my best mate watch it together all the time."
"Hey, same!" I exclaim, maybe showing my true colors a little bit too much. But then James gets this big dumb smile on his face and just UGHH! He really is perfect! I mean come on, he likes my favorite show! 2 hours goes by in a flash while we talk about the show and then slowly go from topic to topic. It's so easy to talk to James. It's weird. I mean, I actually like his personality. He isn't like the personality-less guys I normally bring home. I go to open my mouth when I hear a ping from my phone. I pull it out to see Evan texting me asking if they should wait for me or if I'm coming home tomorrow morning. So this is my sign that it's time to wrap it up and either go home or go back to James' house. I slowly and discreetly nudge my chair closer to him, easily working my leg in between his and leaning forward with my hand on his thigh to push myself up to his ear. I whisper "Let's get out of here." I slowly move my hand up his thigh and pull away from his ear. We both get up from our chairs.
"I thought you'd never ask, Love. Let's go up to my apartment."
"Let's." I say, looking up at him through my eyelashes seeing as he's much taller than me. As we walk out of the bar I give a little thumbs up behind my back to let my friends know that they can leave without me. James holds my wrist while he leads me upstairs to his apartment. And oh my god!! His grip on my wrist isn't hard or anything, it's actually quite gentle, but god is it making me wish he'd just kiss me already!
Once we get to the door I just can't handle it any longer. I pull him down onto my lips. At that moment I realized I had never taken a breath in my life. I mean, how could I, never having James take my breath away? He leans down, deepening the kiss. I part my lips allowing his tongue to enter. He slowly pushes me up against the door. While he had me pressed against the door, he dug his hand into his pockets and clumsily pulled out his keys, never backing away. He slides both hands behind my back one hand bracing me and holding me close and the other unlocking the door. We slowly walk our way backwards into the apartment. When he pulls away from my lips I lean forward, not expecting him to.
"Isn't somebody eager?" He says meeting my eyes
"Oh, fuck you!" I say through my teeth trying to hold back a smile.
"Oh, you'd love too wouldn't you?" I pull him back down to my lips to shut him up. Not that I don't like the teasing, but that doesn't mean James needs to know that. I slowly back us into what seems to be the living room. He pulls me up so I'm sitting on the arm of the couch and works his knee in between my legs, parting them slightly while he kisses my jaw then my neck.
I kiss down his neck trying to find the perfect spot. Then he lets out a high pitched moan and I know I've found the spot. I take my time.
I pull away and he looks at me with such a look of confusion and disappointment in his eyes it was almost childlike. "Hey Love, are you okay if I mark you?" The instant I said that I could see something click in his brain a look of passion ignited in his eyes. In a very breathy voice he said "Yes, oh god yes!" With that green light I begin lightly biting at his neck causing him to let out a groan that he tried to muffle with his hand but I pull it away while licking at the spot that will definitely be there in the morning.
"Darling, I want to hear you."
I slowly begin to work my way down his neck to his chest. Regulus' fingers are threaded through my belt loops pulling me closer to him. He begins to grind against me making my pants increasingly tighter. I let out a moan which just goes into his chest and into his pants. He slowly fingers his way up to the rim of my shirt, tugging at it.
"Not on the couch, it's a house rule. Let's go to my bedroom, mi querido."
"Holy fuck James, if you keep speaking Spanish to me, I'll go anywhere with you." Regulus exclaimed almost a moan.
"Oh, so you like it when I speak Spanish, huh?" He looks at me with hungry eyes and nods slightly.
"Regulus, quiero llevarte a mi habitación y follarte tan fuerte que olvides todo lo demás excepto mi nombre. Quiero oírte gritar de placer, gimiendo mi nombre." I've always liked speaking Spanish. I actually prefer it. It makes me feel at home. I especially like it in bed, I love to see the way it riles up my partner. I've never understood the appeal. I mean, I've also never had someone speak to me in a different language, but to me it's just talking, what's so hot about that? Reg looks at me with a seductive smirk and almost like he's reading my mind, he then whispers: "2 peuvent jouer à ce jeu James Darling. Mon Dieu, tu es l'homme le plus sexy sur lequel j'ai jamais posé les yeux. Je veux juste que tu me tires les cheveux et que tu me baises si fort que je vois des étoiles." As he seduces me he's pulling me slowly into the hallway where the bedrooms are allowing me to show him to mine.
Holy fuck. I get the hype now! Different languages are sexy as fuck. Oh god, I could get rock hard just with his words alone. I don't even care if he's telling me that he hates me.
I grab him by his waist and back him into my room, pushing him onto my bed. I lean down to kiss him but he puts his hand in between our mouths. When he pulls it away, he ghosts his lips over mine and pushes me down by my shoulders so I'm on my knees in front of him. I try to hold eye contact but I keep getting distracted by the obvious bulge in his tight pants.
"Suck." He states, not asks. Regulus is telling me I'm going to suck him off right now and god damn. He's right. I've never really been the one to give up control during sex but something about him makes me want to follow his every word.
((Hours later))
He really is beautiful. Regulus is passed out next to me. His hair is splayed across his face slightly, his lips are parted just barely showing his teeth, there's something so peaceful about him when he sleeps.
This is unusual for me. I'm really not a hookup kind of person, I like relationships. Granted I haven't been in one since me and my ex, Lily, we broke up 2 years ago. We just realized we weren't what each other wanted. We're still friends though. Sometimes I feel like I'm meant to be alone. I mean in my opinion, I'm not ugly and I think I have an okay personality, or am good at hiding it at least, but I still haven't found somebody. Someone who could be my someone. I just don't fall for people a lot and when I do I fall. I've never been one for casual. If I like you then I really like you. It's always been that way even with friends. I meet someone and we get really close really quick or at least we do to me. And that's the problem to me someone can mean the world, whereas to them I'm just a fun fuck or a last minute hang out. I've always thought that I felt too hard, and with feeling too hard is loving too hard.
God, night time thoughts are the death of me! I just need to go to sleep at this point. I reach over to my nightstand, grabbing a bottle of melatonin and popping 2 in my mouth. Obviously they're gummy melatonin because I can't take a pill to save my fucking life! That's pathetic, a grown man who can't sleep without artificial exhaustion and who can't even take that fake sleep in pill form. I lay back down in my bed. I subconsciously throw my arm over Reg which causes him to sleepily turn to face me and he nudges closer into my chest. I'm not even sure he's aware of his own movement. Finally, I slowly drift off to sleep holding the smaller man in my arms.
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Translations (this chp there all smuty):
James Spanish-English:
mi querido = My dear
Regulus, quiero llevarte a mi habitación y follarte tan fuerte que olvides todo lo demás excepto mi nombre. Quiero oírte gritar de placer, gimiendo mi nombre. = Regulus I want to take you into my room and fuck you so hard that you forget everything else except my name. I want to here you scream in pleasure, moaning my name.
Regulus French-English:
2 peuvent jouer à ce jeu James Darling. Mon Dieu, tu es l'homme le plus sexy sur lequel j'ai jamais posé les yeux. Je veux juste que tu me tires les cheveux et que tu me baises si fort que je vois des étoiles = 2 can play this game James Darling. My God, you're the sexiest man I've ever laid eyes on. I just want you to pull my hair and fuck me so hard I see stars
Notes
Editing credits go to my best friend who added a MILLION god damn commas! She did good work and was on call the whole time while I wrote the smut part which was... interesting. Bonding experience?
So this whole story started with me wanting to write something ANYTHING and then deciding that Moulin Rouge would SOOO be Regulus' favorite movie and I wanted to quote it, seeing as it's the most beautiful love story of all time. GODD THEY ARE SO ME!!! like that whole last part of James' POV is all me the gummy melatonin the loving to hard!!
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In future chapters I'll most likely do a summary of the chapter at the end but all that really happened this time was some world building and them meeting each other and hooking up.
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