The Halloween Party
Hey guys I'm sorry it's been awhile since I posted I've been busy with school and colorguard! I'm going to try and keep up with posting I swear.
TW Warnings
-cussing
-slut shaming
-drinking/smoking
-minor smut(very light)
It's weird to wake up alone after a night like last night. Especially alone on the couch, hungover in a bright ass room. Sirius really did me so dirty with this one. I know what's to come when I open my eyes so I reach over to the coffee table and grab Sirius' sunglasses that I'd stolen last night for this exact purpose. I put them on my face, still laying down, and I open my eyes not getting blinded from the light. I personally believe I'm a genius. When I get up and walk to the kitchen I see a note on the counter.
"Went out to get breakfast.
-S
P.S James just cause I'm not home
doesn't mean you can fuck my brother <3"
A little too late for that Sirius.. But seeing as he's out of the house I can at least go wake him up. I make a quick pot of coffee, prepare 2 drinks and walk over to my room. When I see Regulus still asleep, curled up onto one side of the bed. I put down the mugs, climb into bed and wrap my arms around him. He turns around into my chest groaning lightly. He seems to mutter something in French that I can't quite make out nor would I be able to understand it anyways.
"What did you say, mi Estrella?" I ask softly not to startle him.
"I said ow, you motherfucker, my legs hurt like a bitch and my heads going to explode." The contents of what he said is so vile but the way he said it is so sweet.
"You know you really are a cat." I chuckle, reaching into my nightstand drawer to grab some ibuprofen.
"Ya how's that?" He asks, taking it from me. He looks down in confusion and then looks back up at me. "James, what the fuck is this?" He questions holding up his hand to show me the chewable ibuprofen.
"Oh hell I forgot I was a 5 year old boy! Sorry I can't take pills so it's a chewable ibuprofen." He looks at me for a second before laughing. "Okay asshole it's not that funny!"
"No no sorry it's not that it's just, Darling, not to be crude but you swallowed after I finished in your mouth last night like it was nothing. I just think it's ironic." Him pointing that out made me go bright red. He brushed my hair out of my face and whispered, "God I love it when you blush. It's so fucking cute." Regulus was clearly not fully awake yet because a fully conscious Regulus would never be so honest. I pull him in and give him a light kiss. He kisses back slowly running his hands into my hair. It's so peaceful. We just sit there in bed, the sun shining on us while we just hold each other and kiss each other and lo.. like each other.
Regulus starts to wake up more clearly, he moves his hip against me lightly, and deepens the kiss. He rolls himself on top of me, pinning me to the bed. He leans down and kisses my neck lightly. It's strange despite being a sensual moment. It's.. intimate? It's slow and maybe even loving compared to before which was fast and passionate. I drop my head back letting out a soft moan while he kisses my neck, it's not a normal hickey giving suck, it's like an actual soft kiss.
"Your legs hurt, my ass!" I laugh out
"Oh fuck you." He's not actually annoyed though I can tell from the light smile his lips are in. He grabs the pillow beside me and hits me with it.
"Oh this is what we're doing now?" I ask, grabbing another pillow and hitting him back. Now we break out into a whole pillow fight. This is starting to be a theme I feel.. I like it. Regulus feels like.. Youth? I don't know, he makes me feel like a teen again experiencing my first lov.. crush. I need to stop doing that. I always do this. I meet someone we just dick around and have fun and then I end up liking them a lot more than they like me, and the fun turns to complications and pain.
"James, are you okay?" Regulus interrogates putting the pillow elsewhere looking down at me. He looks genuinely concerned, like he actually cares. There's something so interesting about Regulus. He has such a geniality to him. No matter how much he hides it under all the sarcastic comments and insults he genuinely cares about things a lot. I see the way he is with Pandora and Leo. Even with Sirius despite all that they have gone through even with all the pain and awkwardness that lingers in silence he cares. He cares a lot.
"James?"
"Oh ya sorry just uh.. thinking?" He rolls off me onto his back next to me sprawled out.
"That's a first!" He giggles out. "Sorry.. what are you thinking about?"
"Never apologize to me for anything!"
"What if I.. killed your whole family?"
"Hmm that's iffy but no. Never apologize." He doesn't answer, he just wraps his arms around me, gives me a soft kiss and curls up into my chest. Regulus is truly the cutest person I've ever met. He's like a cat... or a hedgehog? He has a sharp exterior but his heart is soft and kind.
"If you two are shagging I'd recommend you stop Sirius is on his way up!" Remus calls out from the front door. I instantly jump out of bed and run into the living room and jump onto the couch. When Sirius comes in I push my arms up and rub my eyes yawning.
"Wow, did you guys just get back? Look at that!" Remus puts his face in his palms, disappointed having just watched the whole thing.
"James, I swear to god I don't know what you did, but you're a horrible liar." Sirius sighs. Bitch! I'm a great liar.
Regulus comes out wearing my hoodies and a pair of boxers, and god that is a sight to behold! Sirius looks at Regulus and then looks at me and then back at Regulus.
"Oh come on, James." He groans, throwing his head back.
"What? I didn't do anything!" I protest
"Sirius, he didn't do anything. I just like to sleep in boxers and he gave me a change of clothes to sleep in. Don't get your panties in a twist." Regulus interjects coming to defend my honor.
"I'm going to let this one slide, but Reg please please don't sleep with my best friend."
"Sirius you can't tell me who to sleep with and who not to, and don't call me Reg."
Remus chimes in telling Sirius "Sirius you can't control what he does if he wants to bone James then I suggest you get noise canceling headphones"
"Just.. please." Sirius pleads one last time before moving on to show the doughnuts and coffee they got.
The rest of the morning was awkward but it was nice, for me at least. We ate doughnuts, drank coffee and watched How I Met Your Mother. Regulus sat next to me on the couch which clearly made Sirius uncomfortable but he didn't say anything, I think it's because he knows Regulus feels or at least seems comfortable with me.
"Hey I've got to go. I have a class in a little bit and me and Evan always meet before." Regulus tells us getting up, throwing away his trash.
"Uh.. let's do this again?" He suggests. For the first time ever I can hear a sense of anxiety, it's not his normal confident tone. It's off putting. Even when Regulus is being soft and sweet he doesn't sound this unsure of himself and anxious.
"Yes definitely! Uh we're throwing a Halloween party at the bar actually if you want to come?" Sirius responds in the same tone. "You don't have to if you don't want to, though!" He interjects nervously.
"I'll be there. You can get my number from James." Sirius looks over at me with a disappointed look. I don't think he's actually mad that I messaged Regulus. We say our goodbyes and he leaves.
"Well I'm going to go take a shower." Sirius announces, "But wait, what are your guys feelings on him?"
"He's great, Sirius." Remus tells him.
"I like him." I affirm.
"Yes James I know." Sirius sarcastically tells me walking into the hallway.
Me and Remus sit in silence for a little bit just watching the show until he turns to me.
"James."
"Ya Moons?"
"When you look at him your eyes don't light up with 'like'." He says plainly looking back at the TV.
"I know." I mutter under my breath. Oh god! Is it that obvious? Does Sirius know? Worse does Regulus know?
"No he doesn't know James and it's not any of my business but I bet he likes you just as much." Remus tells me, never looking away from the show. He's always been able to do that, just know what I'm thinking. But there's no way, Regulus likes me as much as I like him? That's unheard of. I can't get this idea in my head, because then it will never leave, not until it breaks my heart.
Mi estrella. What does that mean? James called me 'mi estrella'. I know mi is my. Am I his? Is he mine? Do I even want to be his? I take my phone out and google the translation. It means my star. Fuck. I'm so down bad for James. Am I? Is that what this is? Is this how people feel when they want to date someone? Why do people enjoy this? My stomach feels like it's twirling around. Everytime I see him or think about him it feels like my heart grows bigger and is pounding against the walls of my chest. Oh maybe I'm just sick? Should I go to the doctor?
"Hey, Evan. How did you feel before you and Barty started dating?"
"Uh I don't know. It was like my heart was so full of emotions it was just leaking out and like pouring onto my ribs kind of? Like when I would see him I couldn't help but smile and my stomach felt like it was.. I don't know?"
"Twirling?" I interrupt.
"Ya twirling. Why? Are you twirling around James?"
"Yes.. no? I don't know. I think I am."
"Well what do you like about him?"
"Uh I like his smile, and his laugh, I like his hair and his tattoos a lot, I like the way he observes things, and I.. this is going to sound weird but I like the way he smells."
"Ya your head over heels for that boy. Like totally in love." He tells me with a smile, throwing his arm around my shoulder.
"Fuck, what do I do?"
"Well normally people ask to go on a date in this situation." He retorts.
"What if he doesn't like me like that?"
"Oh hell no! You are not going down the same hole me and Barty did."
"That's different, it was clear you guys liked each other and were just in denial."
"Regulus you fell asleep on James' shoulder outside in the middle of october in london and he stayed there for hours afraid to wake you."
"Ya okay but that's nothing."
"He had a fight with his best friend and texted you drunk asking if he could stay the night so he didn't have to go home."
"And that bestfriend is my brother and the fight was about me."
"Regulus I swear to god if you keep denying me right now I will hit you. With love obviously."
"Okay."
"Get your phone out."
"Wait, what why?"
"You've got a date to plan!"
"Me!? I'm not asking him!"
"Oh my god. For someone who only reads romance books you'd think that you would see the miscommunication trope coming."
"What if he.." Evan throws his hand over my mouth.
"Don't you dare finish that sentence right now."
"Doesn't like me" I muffle against his hand.
"If he doesn't like you I will clean the whole house, and then you will move on like the big boy you are."
"Okay I'll ask him at the halloween party in 2 days. Which you guys are going to, by the way!" I agree to end the conversation, seeing as class is about to start.
"Oh shit ya we need to go pick costumes out later!" Evan reminds me, hitting my arm.
"Do we have to? You know I hate costumes."
"Regulus Black you will wear a costume, it will be sexy, and you will go get your man." Evan demanded. He always had a way of making people do what he wanted. So yes. I will be wearing some stupid costume.
((2 Days later: Halloween Party))
Oh god. I can't believe I let them rope me into this costume. I look dumb. It could've been worse, at least I get to wear my own clothes.
Evan and Barty are going as ghostface and a zombie. I don't even want to know why they already had a ghost face mask! Pandora is going as a mermaid and she looks GORGEOUS! That woman is angelic.
We call our favorite cab driver, Lily. She comes and picks us up in a beautiful poison ivy costume. Pandora steps into the front seat and sits down telling Lily how good she looks. Then the 5 of us all drive over to Puzzles.
I finally get to take a break and sit down. Me and Sirius have been running around all day getting ready for this Party. Once the doors opened the bar was packed. We have 3 bartenders working right now Remus, in a cowboy costume, Gwen, who's in a spider-Gwen costume, genius, and Mary, in a witch costume.
"Hey Evan, genuine question, how the hell did you get him to wear that?" Says a familiar voice coming into the bar. When I turn to see who it is I'm greeted with the sight of Regulus wearing a tight black tank top, with what seemed to be a clip on dress shirt collar with a tie, the cuffs for a dress shirt perfectly fitted onto his wrists, and a pair of leather pants that are tight in all the right places where they look just right. He has a pair of black cat ears perfectly blending into his hair that's slick with gel, there's still a few strands in his face purposefully. To top of this gorgeous display of sensuality of a man, he has graphic black eyeliner on. His fingers are laced with silver rings.
"Holy fuck.." I mumble out involuntarily. I just sit there staring unable to pull my eyes away from him. God, if tonight doesn't end with that man in my bed I am one massive fucking idiot. Would it be weird if I wanted him to keep that cat ears on? Would that make me a furry? Just the thought of him on his knees looking like that could give me a hard on. I want to ruin that perfect eyeliner.
"Hey James if you keep eye fucking Sirius' little brother he will come over here and take your head off." Remus calls out from behind the bar as he pours a drink.
"Oh fuck off Moons'!" I remark slapping the air towards him to hush him up, never taking my eyes of Regulus.
"James, fix your face." Reg smirks walking up to me, taking his hand up to my jaw and lightly pushing my mouth shut. "Hey."
"Hey, Re.." I'm cut off by Sirius coming over to us shouting, "Regulus you came!"
"I said I would."
"Wow you look great! Cat's were always your favorite." Sirius chuckles out.
"I didn't choose this Evan put me in th costume, if it were up to me I wouldn't be in a costume." Ya I mean if it were up to me he wouldn't be either.
"I like your Cowboy costume Sirius, you and Remus look great." Regulus tells him.
"Thanks, it was inspired by that song that's like.. Uh save a horse ride, a cowboy!" Sirius informs him happily.
"Well that was something I wish I hadn't known.." Regulus mutters.
Pandora pushes her way to the front of the group and extends her hand, "Hi, I'm Pandora Regulus' best friend and roommate." She tells him giddely.
"Um excuse me we're his bes.." Barty goes to say but Regulus stops him and just nods his head no, clearly joking with him, "Oh you ass."
"It's so nice to finally meet you Pandora" Sirius replies shaking her hand, "And I'm guessing that your Barty leaving blondie over here to be Evan." Sirius smiles.
Regulus looks confused and kind of shocked, "uh. How? I didn't mention them?"
"Maybe not last time but oh my god when we were kids you'd come home and tell me all about them!" Sirius laughs nudging Regulus on the shoulder. Reg goes beat red from embarrassment.
"Aww you love us Reg?" Barty mocked.
"Looks like little Reggie does have a heart." Evan chimed in.
"So you talked about us often?" Pandora finishes the mocking up with.
"Oh all of you piss off!" He says lightly, laughing with embarrassment.
"Hey Potter." Evan says solemnly. I haven't had many interactions with Evan but I quite like him. He seems chill.
"Hi!" I wave. Lily comes around the group and greets herself to me and Sirius, giving us little side hugs.
"Okay let's party bitches!" Sirius shouts walking away probably to go talk to Remus. Everyone else parts leaving just me and Regulus. He just stands in front of me, eyeing me up and down slowly analyzing, his eyes faltering when they roam south of my body, causing me to lightly blush. Oh the joy to be under the gaze of Regulus Black.
He goes to walk past me stopping at my ear and deeply whispering, " I like the Spiderman suit, it'd look better on the floor though." When I turn to face him he's already walking away to the bar.
How would I describe the feeling of seeing James in a skin tight form fitting spiderman suit? Hm, maybe religious? Because the sight of it is enough for me to drop to my knees and worship. I don't believe that there is one "all powerful" god, the world's so shit there's no way that someone created it to be this, but in times like these I think maybe just maybe some powerful being is blessing me.
That suit fits him perfectly, the red compliments his sunny caramel skin, his hair honestly looks like Peter Parkers. I don't know, I guess something about the nerdiness gets me going.
Sometimes when you're so blinded by affection, lust, and lov.. some other emotions you fail to see what's right in front of you. While I sit at the bar talking to Barty I turn to notice James in the corner of my eye on the other side of the bar talking to some girl who's in a Gwen costume, her arm caressing his shoulder. They're both laughing and smiling. Fuck. I'm an idiot. I was dumb to ever think that James would want to go on a date with me. He doesn't 'like' me he just likes to fuck me. He doesn't want just me. God! How could I be so dumb!
"Earth to Regulus!!" Barty says waving his hand in front of my sight of James.
"Huh Sorry I was distracted."
"Are you okay?" Barty asks, looking slightly concerned and confused, I just point behind him to James.
"I'm going to kill him!" Barty exclaims getting up. I push him back down to his seat.
"Barty first off, we aren't together it's okay second of all, don't cause a scene, and third of all this is his bar you're screwed." I explained to him in a frustrated tone.
"Fine. But, if he can flirt with people, so can you. It's weird paying for my drink, go get us free shit." He gives me a smirk trying to reassure me.
"What am I a hooker?" I retorted.
"With the amount of money that hookups have spent on you, yes. Drinks are expensive."
I walk off rolling my eyes. As I head to the bathroom to fix my makeup, I'm stopped by a medium height guy, his hair is brownish, he's not ugly I guess, I'm just spoiled by the greek god I've been sleeping with recently. He offers to buy me a drink, because despite Barty joking he's not wrong I do get a lot of free drinks. What can I say? The Black family may be shit on the inside but were a pretty sight, and Barty's right drinks are expensive.
"So what's a fella like you doing alone on Halloween?" He asked.
"Who said I'm alone?"
"Well I don't see anyone around here who's put their claim on you." Eghh.. 'put their claim on me' what am I a child's lunchbox?
"Maybe that's why I have a collared shirt on." I tease. This is easy. Men are idiots to be honest. They're wild animals, if they see a piece of meat in front of them they want it, but then when they have to chase that meat they want it even more.
"Maybe you'll let me see under that shirt, Gorgeous." The way this guy says gorgeous isn't like how it is when James says it. He says it is more slimy, it feels dirty, wrong. But this guy is more on track with my type. James was a once in a lifetime find for me. I'm cut out for the icky, slimy, just attractive enough guys, who have no respect for their partners. The ones who kiss you on the neck in the middle of a bar because they can't wait.
"I want to dance." I demand walking away knowing he's following me. I don't care for this guy, he doesn't care for me. We just want to use each other for the same purpose. Just maybe I have an extra purpose. When we get onto the dance floor the song Maneater begins to play. I've been clubbing since I was 16 so I've picked up on how to dance a little bit, just enough to get someone into bed at least. I know how to move my hips at least, I don't love dancing. I prefer singing but I'll dance at parties. As I dance I grind against the man behind me who's also dancing. I can feel the bulge in his pants but I couldn't care less. His hands explore around my body while dancing with my hands in my hair, but I can only see James across the room dancing with Lily and Remus, who's on his break now, hell James is a good dancer. He moves his hips like it's nothing. It's angelic. I just wish he was moving his hips against me and not this bloke who doesn't know how to dance for shit.
A few songs pass and James has clearly spotted me dancing now. He has stopped dancing and he's just looking at me from the bar sipping his drink. He's so shameless about it too. He doesn't get to be jealous he started this. I mean this is what I wanted but still. Damn is jealous is an attractive color on him though! The man with me starts getting impatient, sucking on my neck and pushing his hand up my shirt slightly. I take his hand and guide him to the bathroom.
Am I really this much of a whore? Is this really what I've amounted to? I'm ashamed of myself.
"Get up." I demand. The man looks at me confused standing up sloppily. "I'm not into it, go." I say sternly zipping up my pants. As he storms out of the bathroom he's cursing me out calling me a whore and a tease.
I can't stand myself.
I hate this. I want him all to myself. Regulus shouldn't be dancing with him like that, he should be dancing with me. I thought we kind of had something. I guess not. I mean he did say he'd never been in a relationship, maybe that's because he didn't want one. Oh god I've done it again! I fell for him and I like him a lot more than he likes me. I should distance myself from him. This will end bad. But he's Sirius' brother, I can't break from him. I just need to stop doing anything with him.
Ugh and that guy! I should just kick him out, I mean I am the owner I could if I wanted to, but the Reg will be mad at me. Reg, I wonder if that guy called him Reg too. Doesn't he even know that Regulus is here with his brother and friends, that selfish bastard. He's stealing this time the brothers could be using to bond to just get his dick wet.
I could just go into the bathroom and walk in on them. No. Yes, I'm doing that. Then Regulus will have to stop with him and go back to Sirius. Yes, I'm doing this for Sirius. I storm over to the bathroom a little stumbly from the alcohol, when the guy storms out yelling
"Oh you fucking whore your such a tease!"
Was this asshole calling Regulus a whore? Oh my god I will fucking kill him! Wait if Reg is a tease then they didn't do anything? Should I still go in there? I just stand outside the bathroom for a little before needing to actually pee. I work up all the courage I have in me and go in. I'm shocked to be faced with a high, smoking Regulus, his hairs slightly messed up, and his lips have a coat of spit around them. He's leaned up against the counter, cigarette in between two fingers, blowing a cloud of smoke up above his head. Honestly he looks great.
He glanced over to me before sighing, "Are you here to call me a whore too?"
"I would never. Not like that dick." I replied, muttering the second half quietly, getting closer to him.
"What, you got a problem with who I get with Potter?" Regulus slurred, obviously frustrated.
"It seems like you have a problem of your own." I replied with Regulus pinned up against the counter, my knee wedged in between his legs, glancing down at the rising tent in his pants. When did I get here? I swear it's like my body moves without asking me. Regulus lets out a little noise, not expecting the quick movement. He's gone totally red in the face. He takes a second to even out his expression before bringing his cig back to his lips, taking a breath of it and blowing it into my face. Normally I would've been extremely offended but it was Regulus, and it's late at night, and I'm filled with alcohol, and he's in a cat costume so in these circumstances that was the sexiest thing in my entire life.
"You're one to talk." He groans out annoyed, bringing his hand down to the equally hard bulge in my pants. I start to kiss his neck as he just sits there taking it. While I work my way around his neck and up his shirt he continues to smoke. Something's different than normal. There's been an atmosphere shift. He seems different more.. dominant? No, well yes but that's not it, he seems fed up and annoyed. In the past he's been more in it, more passionate, more submissive and loving but right now this is a man who is just pure dominant lust and something else I can't make out.
"Okay James we have to get out of here, and socialize with our friends." Even his voice sounds different, he just sounds.. dead?