"I'm telling ya, mate, I can make Y/N cum way more than you can." Sirius whispered his rebut to James for the third time.
The latter was sitting next to the former, legs crossed, on the maroon common room couch with a look of faux appall. The two boys had been arguing over the same point from the moment the three marauders walked into the common room. "You're wrong. Remus, tell him he's wrong."
Remus, who was trying his best to ignore the arguing boys and read Jane Eyre, looked up with a deep sigh. This wasn't the first time they had this argument and, unless they somehow settled it, it wouldn't be the last.
Remus silenced Sirius, who was opening his mouth to argue his side, with a raise of his hand and glanced around the quarter-full common room; no one was paying attention to the three boys sitting in the corner. "I don't know if he's wrong, but if you two are just going to keep arguing about it, you might as well just settle it once and for all."
You came bounding down the stairs leading to the girls dormitories at just the right time. "Settle what?" You asked wrapping your arms around the lycanthropes neck from the back and burying your nose in his honey brown hair.
"Nothing." James and Sirius spoke in unison, causing you to giggle.
"Remmy, what are they talking about?" You asked the boy caught in your embrace.
"We've already told you, s'nothing. Why don't you go up and wait on Jamesie's bed and we'll be up to take care of you in a minute." Sirius spoke.
You scrunched your eyebrows in frustration, you hated when the boys left you out of their plans, but you turned to follow Sirius' orders anyway. You were their good girl, and you knew better than to defy them. But Remus' large hand wrapped around your wrist, causing you to stop in your tracks.
"She has the right to know why the two of you are going to go at her like a pack of wild dogs. C'mon, Y/N, I'll explain everything in our room. James and Sirius stay here, I'll come to get you when she's ready." He spoke to the boys waiting on the couch in anticipation before standing up and putting a hand on the small of your back, guiding you to the room you had been in thousands of times by now.
Sirius and James didn't follow, they also knew better than to disobey. Remus opened the door to the boys' dorm and followed you inside. You barely had time to register he shut the door behind the two of you before he was pinning you against it.
"What's going on, Remmy?" You asked with bated breath as you looked into the green eyes of the boy in front of you.
"Who can make you feel as good as I do?" He asked, completely ignoring your question. His eyes bore into yours and sent shivers down your spine.
"Nobody, sir." You replied easily slipping into that familiar submissive headspace.
"They're going to touch you, they're gonna try to make you feel as good as I do, but whatever they do, don't you dare cum." He ordered. Goosebumps raised across your skin as his hot breath tingled against your neck. "Cumming means punishment, is that clear?"
Any questions or arguments died on our tongue as he began to nibble on the junction between your jaw and the lobe of your ear. "And don't start begging for my permission either, you will know when I give it to you."
"Yes, sir." You had time to say before his lips were coming down onto yours in a rough kiss. His tongue trailed along your bottom lip as his hands found their way to your neck, lightly squeezing at the sides of it, cutting off the blood flow and making you feel deliciously light-headed, and then to the buttons of your shirt.
You moaned into his mouth as his knee found its place between your thighs. Remus hummed as you ground your core against it. The little bit of friction sent waves of pleasure through your body.
You threw your head back as Remus helped you out of your shirt before returning his mouth back to your neck and began placing chaste kisses on it. You wound your hands in his hair as he expertly found your sweet spot and began to paint it with pale purple bruises.
His scarred and calloused hands kneaded your breasts through your bra, causing you to groan out in pleasure, before he single-handedly unclasped it and let it fall from your shoulders onto the floor.
"So pretty," he mumbled as he began rolling your exposed nipples between his thumbs and forefingers causing you to buck your hips against his knee once more. Your body rang in pleasure brought on by the onslaught of stimulation.
"Please don't stop." You keened as his mouth found it's way to the peaks of your breasts, surrounding your nipples with lovebites and bruises. Remus hummed against your skin in response; he loved taking the time to stimulate every inch of your sensitive body.
His hands traveled down the curves of your body, stopping at your hips to hook your skirt and panties on his thumb before continuing on his path and successfully leaving you bare. The pile of your clothes pooled around you ankles and you moaned as you caught sight of the fully clothed man looking down onto you.
You found comfort in his gaze and didn't shy away from him, instead you stuck your chest out, presenting yourself to him in the poised way that he adored. He took a step toward you and traced his fingers across your jawline, you melted into his touch.
"Go sit on Siri's bed," He instructed. He waited until you got into the position he prescribed, before placing a comforting hand on your thigh and pressing a kiss to your temple. "Not a fucking word about the rules to the boys, okay?"
You nodded and sank down on the bed as you watched Remus walk out of the door to retrieve the other boys. The bed smelled like Sirius, like expensive cologne, sex, and one joint too many. You basked in the familiarity of the scent of the boy you loved.
A few moments later you heard the trios voices from the other side of the door, and a few moments after that Remus waltzed in followed by Sirius and James, whose mouths dropped open as they saw you waiting patiently on the bed for them.
James approached you first, lightly flicking his thumb across your nose before taking your chin in his hands, making you look up at him. Your eyes met his, and he smiled as he saw how blown your pupils were.
"I'm gonna make you feel so good, darling. Gonna show everyone who can make you cum the most. Siri will never be able to make you feel as good as I do." James was purposely taunting Sirius.
"Like hell, I won't." The aforementioned boy spoke smugly as he flipped a section of hair behind his shoulder. If he was feeling any sort of insecurity at James' comment he didn't show it.
"Get on with it, please. Some of us have other obligations." Remus huffed as he grabbed the Charlotte Brontë book out of his pocket and sat down on the plush chair across from Sirius' bed and began to read where he left off.
"Oh, how could I forget? I wouldn't want to impede on your date with Mr. Rochester." Sirius quipped. Remus did his best to look sternly at the boy who was leaning against the post of his bed, and daring him to continue.
"He makes a right proper Jane, if you ask me." You pressed on with Sirius' jest. Remus' eyes flickered to yours, but the stony look on his face didn't have a chance of winning when he saw the goofy smile that stretched across your face.
Remus reluctantly gave in to the joke. "Do you really think so?" He raised his voice up and octave and fluttered his eyelashes, doing his best impression of a Victorian woman. "Well, if I'm Jane, Sirius is Bertha Mason."
"Oh, yea? Well, like Bertha, I might burn this place to the ground and jump off the roof, if I ever have to witness that again." Sirius bantered.
"You know you love it." Rem said, exaggerating the voice and action as much as he could. He could barely restrain his laughter enough to keep in the character of Jane, it was ultimately your fit of giggles that broke him.
"There's no way in hell. And if anyone is Bertha, it's James. Look at the way he's ogling Y/N's tits right now, perverse."
It was true, James was nearly drooling at the sight of your naked body. His eyes were trained on your breasts and he very unwillingly moved them when he heard Remus saying his name.
"Like what you see, Jamesie?" The lycanthrope asked.
James nodded feverishly, eliciting laughs from the two most dominant men in the room. "Remmy?" He asked in a small voice when the laughter had died down. "Can I please touch our bunny now?"
"No one was stopping you before." He replied settling back into the chair and his dominant headspace.
"But I wanted to go first-" Sirius whined.
"Too bad." James shoved the ebony haired boy away from you
"But I-"
"If you two keep arguing neither of you will get a turn." Remus looked from one boy to the other.
"Sorry, Remmy." Both of the boys said in unison.
"Shut up, both of you, and get on with it before I change my mind." Remus spoke before finally looking down at his book again. He was only pretending to be bored. Unbeknownst to you, his heart was beating harshly again his chest and his cock ached in his pants at the prospect of the boys unknowingly edging you senseless.
He pretended to pay the three of you no attention as James crawled between your legs and Sirius sat on the foot of the bed, huffing that he was not in James' position. "You heard the man, Jamesie, get on with it. The clock is ticking." Sirius tutted, desperate to get a rise out of the younger boy, his true bratty nature coming into play.
James only flipped him off and then turned his attention to you, his bright blue eyes looked up at you as his tongue traced a circle around your clit. "You're already so wet, princess." He observed, as he lowered his mouth back down to your core to repeat the action once again.
"You're not going to make her cum by being a tease, ya know." Sirius taunted.
"If I wanted your opinion, I would've asked." The bespectacled boy growled, almost giving in to the fight the older male was trying to pick. Even if he actually didn't care about Sirius' input, when he returned his head to your core, he didn't waste anymore time with teasing.
"James-" You gasped out as he wrapped his mouth around your bundle of nerves, he lightly sucked as he licked slow stripes on your clit. You bucked your hips instinctively and his strong arm came down to hold you into place.
"Gotta hold still, darling." James gently reprimanded, his words were slightly muffled by your cunt, but you understood regardless.
"M'sorry, Daddy, just feels so good. I can't help it." You whined as you tried to restrain yourself from squirming as he took your clit between his lips again. Sirius' brows wrinkled in frustration as he watched you keen into the other boys touch.
"So good." You repeated the mantra as James' tongue swept around your entrance. As he dipped the tip in just enough to have you begging for more before pulling out and suckling on your clit.
"So fucking good." You added to the statement which earned you are harsh slap and a warning to watch your language from Sirius and a soft warning bite to your clit, which sent a jolt of painful pleasure through your body, from James.
You knew that if James continued his actions, you were going to be cumming in T minus five seconds. You made eye contact with Remus, your eyes making a silent plea for permission, but he only shook his head. "Enough, James."
"But I just got started." James protested.
"And I said that it was enough."
You were caught in contrast, knowing that if you defied Remus you would ultimately be punished, but being denied from your high felt like punishment enough. As if he read your mind Remus silently stood up, leaving his book open and face down on the chair, and situated himself behind you.
"You know better than to defy me, do you not?" He whispered the query, his voice laced with dominance. You nodded. "So why do you even think about doing it?"
You didn't answer and he didn't push, instead he pulled your back flush to his chest and motioned for Sirius to take James' place.
The tattooed boy eagerly settled down, face inches from your cunt and licked his lips at the sight. You tried to wiggle away, trying to spare yourself the fight between giving in and obeying your dom, but Remus held you firmly into place.
"You're not going anywhere, pup, how fair would it be if James got his turn but Sirius never got his?" Remus tutted, enjoying the way that you obeyed him without even thinking, even if you didn't want to.
"Since when have you cared about being fair?" You snapped, earning yourself a harsh slap to your inner thigh.
You didn't have time to yelp, as Sirius used the opportunity to pounce on your throbbing clit. He licked stripes and figure-eights, with no discernible pattern or rhythm. His mind, like yours was clouded. But unlike like yours, his was clouded by the drive to make you cum. His goal? To watch you unravel beneath his tongue.
"I don't care about being fair, it's just a lot more fun for me to watch you struggle." Remus purred in your ear, his voice was sickly-sweet compared to the bitterness of his words. You growled in frustration.
The growl turned into a moan almost as soon as it started, deteriorating its credibility. Maybe part of you did enjoy this, the weight of the inevitable bearing down on your shoulders. You would cum, but who would bring you to the release you craved? When would you give in?
You could very well defy the dominant boy; you could give in and grant Sirius the honors. That much was in your control. But you also very well could, would, get punished, Remus made that abundantly clear. Would the fifteen seconds of bliss be worth it?
If you were a good girl you wouldn't even be thinking about defying him, some voice in your head told you. It was the voice of reason that you usually listened to, but with the ebony hair boy between your legs ravaging your femininity, you had never been more agitated by its opinion.
"Tastes so good." Sirius purred as he licked the slick that was pooling between your thighs. His thumb circled your clit as he dipped his tongue into your hole. His mouth and ring clad hands followed your core as you subconsciously shrank back from him, the pleasure quickly becoming to much on your overstimulated nub.
"Remmy," James whined, shifting in his seat, his cock straining in hist trousers. "I wanna touch Y/N too."
Remus snickered at the partially submissive boy. "Why don't you come down here beside of Siri and you can both make our bunny feel good, eh?" His tone was gentler than usual to successfully hide intention behind his decision.
Only the two of you knew the real reason; Remus wanted to test you. He wanted to see what you were made of, how malleable were you? How far could he stretch you before you finally snapped. You whined.
"What is it, puppy?" Sirius hummed.
"S'nothing." You allowed your head to fall back onto Remus' shoulder as you relished in the pleasure being provided by the two boys. James hummed contently against your body, the vibrations from which pushed you closer to the edge.
His hands clamped onto your hips, pulling you closer to him and giving him better access to your core. "Daddy-" You tried to warn Remus know that it was about to become too much, but you got no reply.
Sirius' fingers searched for your entrance, he lubricated them with a mixture of spit and slick before slowly pushing them inside of you, curling them upward, feeling for the textured spot he found countless times before.
"Stop! Please, I'm gonna cum." You moaned to the boys below you, working in tandem and driven by their desire to please.
"That's kinda the whole idea, bun." Sirius spoke nonchalantly, his mind to busy on pleasing you to register any signs of distress in your voice.
James hummed as your cunt quivered, a sure sign that you were near release. You didn't try to stop it. You never tried to call back the wave that threatened to wash over you. Was this giving up or speeding up the inevitable?
"M'sorry, Daddy." You whispered as you were pulled under wave after wave of bliss. Pleasure coursing through your body, jolting you and forcing your body to bend, arching your back skyward and shaping your mouth into an "O".
"We'll see just how sorry you are when I'm done with you." Remus growled, ending those fifteen seconds of bliss and jolting you into the reality of what you had just done. You had defied him, and you were going to be punished. The two boys between your legs were replaced by one.
One boy who didn't let up when your thighs closed in against his head. One boy who didn't stop when you were begging for mercy after your fifth orgasm. One boy who fucked you all night, and if his tongue ever got tired he didn't show it.
One boy who kept a relentless pace. One boy who didn't show your cunt any forgiveness. One boy who reminded you with every flick of his tongue who could make you cum until you were weak and washed up.
One boy who was going to make sure that you got more than your fill of cumming, before daring you to cum without his permission again.