Kinkmas Day 4: Jim Hopper(Boots)

Kinkmas Day 4: Jim Hopper(Boots)

Tw: Boots, humping, sucking of fingers(don’t really think that's one but just in case lol, and I think that's really it, lemme know if I missed any though.)

(This one may be kind of short because I don’t really have a plot for it so apologies but I hope you enjoy it! Also Sorry for it being so late!)

Word Count: 418

“Pleaseee” I whine, sitting on my knees in front of Jim. He looks down at me and raises his right eyebrow, like he’s asking what I want when he knows exactly what I want. 

“What do you want, sweetheart?” he asks, gripping my chin between his thumb and pointer finger. 

“I-I want to hump your boot.” I tell him, looking down shyly but he quickly lifts my head back up to look at him. 

He rubs his thumb over my lips before he solely slides it in. 

“Suck” He says, not asking but telling me. 

My lips wrap around his finger and start to suck. “Mhmmm” I moan, around them. 

He moves his foot under me, letting me sit on it. He pushed down on my tongue to stop me from sucking and I looked up at him. 

He grips my chin again, but with his thumb still in my mouth, leaving me unable to talk. 

“Now sweetheart, I want you to fuck yourself on my boot and when you come I want you to scream my name. And the maybe if you’re a good girl, Ill let you suck my cock, that sound good?” He asks teasingly. 

I just nod and he hums, removing his thumb and running his hand through my hair, getting a grip. 

“Go” He tells me. 

My hips immediately start to move over his boot. The lace from my underwear rubbing against my clit gives me friction. 

I moan, gripping his leg and starting to move faster. I close my eyes, starting to feel the funny feeling in my stomach. 

I feel a tug on my hair, “I want you to look at me when you cum sweetheart, and I want you to be loud” He said, keeping a grip on my hair as my hips start to move uncontrollably faster. 

“Oh God! I said, Looking into his eyes. Moaning loudly. 

“I'm gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!” I repeat over and over. 

“That’s it baby, cum on my boot, cum all over my boot.” He says soothingly

“OH JIM!” I moan loudly, finally releasing all over his boots. 

As I come down, my grip on his legs loosen and I open my eyes I didn’t even know were closed. 

He steps back, removing his boot from under me and running his hand from my hair down my face. 

“Such a good girl,” He praises me. “Want to suck my cock now? I think you’ve earned it.” he says, starting to unbuckle his belt.

Kinkmas day 8-Harry Potter(Praise Kink)

(I apologies for how late this is but I do hope you enjoy. I didn’t really have an idea on what to do, I just started writing and got a bit carried away.)

TW: SMUT!! Praise Kink, Rubbing, marking. Pet names(Good girl, Lovely, darling)

Word Count: 1151

Sitting in the great hall, going over my potions homework. Harry walks over with Ron and sits down next to me. 

“What do you have there Lovely?” He asks, snatching my paper from under my hands. 

“Harry give it back! I'm going over my positions homework.” I said, trying to snatch it back. 

He kept moving it out of my reach, looking at it. “This ones wrong, change it to Pepperup potion not Polyjuice.” He said, handing it back to me and grabbing a piece of bread from the basket in front of him. 

I use my wand to erase it and then rewrite Pepperup instead of Polyjuice. I nudge him to look over it once more. 

He nods and gives my forehead a quick kiss, “Good girl” He says, turning to Ron to talk about the next quidditch match on Friday. 

I freeze hearing him call me that, my cheeks turn pink and I look away from them, hiding my face in my hands.

 I feel a hand on my back, “You alright lovely?” He asks.

I just nod and grab my stuff. 

“Yes, the bell is going to ring though so I’m gonna head to my next lesson. See you lads at lunch.” I tell them, leaning down to quickly kiss Harry’s cheek. 

He smiles and gives me a small wave as I walk away. I wave back and leave the great hall. I walk into the girls bathroom and go into a stall, leaning against the wall and sliding down. 

Why did I pause when Harry called me Good Girl?! Oh Gosh! Did I like it?

I shake my head and take a few deep breaths and stand back up. I exit the stall and go to the sink to wash my hands. 

Drying my hands, I shake my head once more, and settle on a decision. 

I definitely DO NOT like it when he calls me Good Girl, I was just shocked. 

*Later after classes in the common room*

I sat with the trio in the common room going over Trelawney's homework. 

“Ok ok, who got B for question 4?” I ask. 

“I got C” Said Mione as Ron and Harry agreed with her. 

“Hmm, damn okay. I guess I'll change it.” I laughed and changed it to C. 

Harry Leaned over the couch to where I sat on the floor and double checked it. Once he did a quick lookover, he nodded and patted my head. 

“Nice job Darling.” He said, leaning back and looked over at Ron’s. 

I pause mid stroke and take a shaky breath. Shit! I do like it! Oh god. I start to feel this feeling in my stomach and I know what it is. 

My eyes widen and I accidentally grab Harry's leg. He looks at me and sees my expression. 

Leaning over he quietly asks, “You alright Darling?”

I Just nod and blush and look down at my hands. 

“You sure?” He asks, double checking. 

I nod again and give him my best smile. 

I grab my stuff and stand up, “I’m actually not really feeling good guys so I'm gonna head up to bed. I'll see you tomorrow.” I said, putting my bag over my shoulders and giving Harry a quick kiss on his hair. 

I smile at everyone and make my way up the stairs to my dorm. 

*Harry’s POV*

She’s been acting weird since snacking earlier. I wonder if she's ok. Going to get back to work, I spot she’s left her quill. I bend over to grab it. 

“Hey guys, Y/n left her quill. I'm gonna go give it to her real quick.” I said to them standing up. 

All I get is a nod and a quiet okay before I make my way up the stairs to her dorm. 

Before I am able to knock, I hear a groan from inside, my eyes widen thinking she's in pain so I knock. A couple seconds go by before nothing happens and so I knock one more time. 

She still doesn’t answer so I just walk in. And what I see is something I didn’t expect. 

Y/n, is laying there, with her hand down her panties and a hand up her shirt. 

Smirking and leaning against the door frame I think, this must be why she wasn’t ‘feeling good’ earlier. 

“Oh Harry.” She mutters but I hear it and smirk more. 

Waiting a couple more minutes, I decided to make myself known. 

“Thinking of me Lovely?” I ask. 

Her eyes open wide and she sits up so fast, she feels dizzy, putting her hand up to hold her head for a second before looking at me with wide eyes. She looks like a deer in headlights. 

“I-I was just” She stutters, speechless. 

“Was just thinking of me? This was why you were weird all day huh. Thinking of me, doing things to you.” I tease her, slowly walking towards her. 

She doesn’t say anything, just stares at me. I raise my eyebrows. 

I lightly grip her jaw, “Isn’t it darling?” I ask a bit more sternly. 

She nods, “Yes sir” She whispers. 

“Mmm good girl.” I say and she arches her back a bit. The smirk that's still on my face widens a bit as I realize why she's this way in the first place. 

She must have noticed I noticed because she blushes and tries to look away but my hand is still gripping her jaw. 

“No need to be shy. I think it's cute that all it takes for you to get like this is to be called a good girl. My good girl.” I said. 

She whimpers and rubs her legs together. I look down and see a little wet spot on her panties. 

Letting go of her jaw, I sit next to her on the bed. Her eyes follow my hand as I grab her leg and put it over mine, opening her up for me. 

I move my hand slightly over her panties, and start to rub over her clit. She moans and I know she's already close from before I got there. 

I lean towards her next and start to press kisses on her neck, sucking on a spot I know she likes. 

My fingers start to rub faster. Her hips start to buck and then a second later she lets go. 

She grabs my thigh, pulling at my pants. Her eyes are closed and she looks blissful. 

I finally stop and just place a couple kisses on her neck to help to relax and calm down. 

She can finally breathe normally again and tunes to look at me. Giving me a look. 

I smirk, about to open my mouth but she interrupts me. 

“No! We are not gonna talk about it.” She said, crossing her arms. 

I laugh and pull her towards me, kissing her slightly chapped lips. 

Steve Harrington x Reader Kinkmas Day 1-Marking

TW: Breeding, Marking, Hickey’s, Making out. (That should be it but let me know if I missed any! Also, this it a couple hours late but here it is! Enjoy Day 1 of Kinkmas!)

Word Count:911

Now listen here, Steve Harrington is a pretty simple guy. It doesn't take much to please him.

However, this man has a little problem when it comes to Jealousy. 

Flashback 

“Steve Harrington if you don’t get back here right now!” I yelled, fast walking after Steve as he walked out of the room.

“I'm going to the kitchen!” He yells back. 

I roll my eyes, turning the corner and leaning against the counter. 

“What are you even so mad about?” I ask, folding my arms. 

He closes the fridge and sets the orange juice on the counter. Tilting his head up and letting out a sigh. 

“I just, I don’t like you hanging around Tommy. And yes, I know he is my friend but he is a total asshole!” He said, turning around to face me. 

“Steve….” I whisper, “What are you talking about? Why are you bringing up Tommy?” I ask, walking towards him until I am standing right in front of him. 

He sighs, “after we hung out with the group yesterday. And You went to the restroom. I kinda overheard him talking about you- Don't ask what he said..I’m not gonna tell you, but it was very…filthy” He said. 

I snorted, “You’re mad at me because when we ALL hung out together last night, Tommy said some things about me” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No I- I’m not mad at you, I'm just mad. He knows you're mine! Why would he say anything like that at all?!” He says as his voice raises a little bit. 

I move my hands to his arms, rubbing them up and down until they settle on his neck, “Steve, If you think, that anyone besides you, gets to have me. Then you must be the dumbest man in the world” I said, Pulling him down for a kiss. 

He kissed back, Putting more force into, slowly pushing me back into the counter. 

His hands move down my hips, picking me up and setting me on the counter. 

I break the kiss to pull up his shirt, throwing it on the floor. Going back in for his lips. 

My hands move to his belt, unbuckling it as fast as I can.

He breaks the kiss, moving down my neck, biting and sucking, surely leaving marks that I'll have to cover later. 

His hands grab the top of my tank top, pulling it down so my boobs fall out. Wearing no bra tonight seemed like a good choice. 

He moves down my chest, sucking marks on my left boob then moving on to the nipple. Sucking like his life depended on it. 

I leaned my head back, letting out a loud moan. 

“Oh God! Steve, baby please. I need you” I said, pulling his mouth off my nipple and back onto mine. 

“Steve..I need your cock....Please” I begged against his lips, rubbing my thighs together, or at least trying to with him standing in between them.

“Alright fine baby, maybe I should put a baby into you. Then no one else can say anything about you.” He said, rubbing his cock between my folds. 

“God yes! Put a baby into me Steve! I want your babies.” I said, Moaning loudly as he slipped his cock in. 

“Mmm, Imma fill you up all nice.” He said, thrusting slowly in me.

My hands move to his back, pulling him closer to me. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his lips down on mine. 

I moan in his mouth as his thrusts speed up. Feeling a little flutter in my stomach. 

“Oh Steve! Im gonna cum, I'm gonna cu-ahhhh” I said, cumming all over his cock. 

“Almost there baby, I'm almost there” he said, pulling my head back to kiss me. 

His thrust starts to get sloppy, and I know he's close. 

“Come on baby, come in me. Give your babies!” I said, encouraging him. 

“Ahh, oh my god.” He said cumming in me. 

Taking a moment to breathe, he rests his head on mine. 

“Damn babe, I know you’re possessive but just, damn” I said breathlessly. 

He laughs, “You didn’t think I was done with you did you?” He asks, picking me up off the counter and heading to the bedroom. 

He tosses me on the bed, crawling on top of me, “Oh baby, we’re just getting started” He said, kissing me again.

Flashback over

That leads me to right now. We have a breakfast date with the group in 20 minutes, and getting in the shower without looking in the mirror first left me this little surprise. 

My neck and chest, covered in hickies that's gonna take some time to cover up.

“Damn it Harrington. You better call them and tell them some lie on why we’re gonna be late!” I told him. Looking at him through the mirror.

He leans against the door frame, smirking. 

“I could tell them a lie, or we can just blow it off and I can give you more of those.” He said, walking over and putting his arms around my waist. 

“Nope. No. Nuh uh.” I said moving away and back into the bathroom. 

“We are not doing this!” I yelled. 

He just laughed and walked out the room. 

“I'll be waiting in the living room babe! Try not to take too long!” he teased. 

I rolled my eyes, Ignoring him, wondering how long it's gonna take me to cover these up.

This was soo slayyy. Love the angst, plss tag me in the next part 😩🤭

No Longer Yours

James Potter x Female!Reader

IB: In The Cold November Rain by @sweetsweetjellybean (Make sure to check it out, it’s incredible and one of the best I’ve ever read !)

A/N: First, I apologize for my time writing this; it just had to be perfect! I am so grateful that you all love my story enough to give it so much love and support and practically beg for a part 3; thank you so much. I had no idea how to start and continue this, so please be kind. I really hope you guys enjoy this part, and I hope it's everything you dreamed of <3

Summary: James had disregarded you for multiple years, but when you have an epiphany in your final year, how does it feel to taste his own medicine?

Warning: It may contain swearing and soon-to-be smut.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

"Shh.. don't wake her up!" You heard Lily whisper in your half-asleep state as the sun peeked at you through the blinds.

"It's Marlene's big oger feet," Mary snorted.

"Hey! My feet are not the size of oger feet," Marlene replied, sticking out her tongue.

"Shh!" Lily warned.

You heard the shuffling of paper and steps as you opened your eyes to see your best friends hanging up decorations, a smile appearing on your face immediately.

"Oh, bollocks," Lily sighed, face-palming, "Happy birthday!" She yelled, half annoyed but half happy there was a smile on your face. She embraced you as you sat upright in bed, glad to see your friend's dedication to your birthday.

The rest of them told you a happy birthday, embracing you in a tight hug.

"Wow, I can't believe you actually got Marlene up this early," You said, opening another card they gave you.

"Well, it took a chicken drumstick," Dorcas replied.

"Otherwise, I would've been grouchy, and Y/n would have had a horrible birthday, so really I did it for her," Marlene said as Mary rolled her eyes.

"I wonder what the Marauders have planned, especially James," Lily muttered.

Every year for your birthday, James would give you a grand birthday party and tons of presents. He usually would sneak into your dorm room and surprise you with cannons and the other Marauders, but of course, this year was different.

And coincidentally, your birthday was the same day as the start of winter break, which always meant you had to pack on your birthday.

And every birthday, you had to go over to James's house for your birthday dinner with your families.

Which you were not looking forward to this year.

"Oh shit, sorry, Y/n, I know you don't want to speak about him," Lily apologized.

"It's alright; I'm sure I'll be reminded of him today many times," You replied, getting out of bed, "I can't believe I don't get to spend my birthday at Hogwarts," You said, grabbing clothes from your closet, setting them next to the trunk.

"It does suck, but you can at least be excited about your birthday dinner," Lily replied, closing her trunk.

"Hopefully, it goes well without James hinting to our parents that I hate him and don't want anything to do with him," You angrily said, shoving your clothes in your trunk.

"Do you really hate him, though?" Mary asked, "I mean, you were best friends with him all these years, and now, you utterly hate him,"

"That was before I realized he was cruel and truly considered me anything but something that he couldn't get rid of," You said, "But enough about James, are we still meeting together after Christmas?"

"Of course, your house, Y/n?" Dorcas asked.

You nodded, "But we can't steal my parent's booze again; I'm pretty sure the elves are scared of Marlene,"

"I didn't mean to scare them with my clown impression; it was just too good," Marlene smirked.

"Yeah yeah, for sure," You said, laughing before packing the rest of your clothes.

Suddenly, your parent's owl flew in from the window, delivering you a letter. You opened the envelope and straightened the folded-up letter, which stated:

Dear beloved Y/n,

Your father and I are experiencing a torturous delay from France; we have fought with the conductor multiple times and even considered apparating or the floo. Unfortunately, because of the horrible mangling rabbit, I TOLD your father not to eat, he has been throwing up all evening, and we can't apparate, and the nearest floo is eight hours away. You will stay with the Potters tonight and tomorrow night because too many wards might injure you in the house that the elves can't disable, but we hope to return before then. We want you to have the most incredible birthday and love you so much; we are incredibly sorry to miss it. Please forgive us.

Sincerely,

Your proud parents.

"What does the letter say?" Lily asked, glancing at you the folding her socks.

"My parents are stuck in a delay and can't make it to my birthday dinner in time, or even tomorrow," You shrugged.

"I am so sorry, Y/n," Lily said, embracing you.

You hugged her back. "It's okay; at least I have the Potters.

"Are you sure you will be okay?" Dorcas asked.

"Yeah, you can stay with me if you want," Mary offered.

"No, it's fine." You sighed, "They will be hurt if I skipped the opportunity to continue the tradition, and my mom would wring my head off if I didn't go," You joked.

"Okay, well, let us know," Lily smiled.

The whole part of you was sincerely upset; you didn't want your parents to not be there for your birthday. Even worse, you weren't on good terms with James, which only made for an awkward dinner with his family.

But you understood and knew your parents would make it up to you, and you know how guilty they felt; you just missed them.

You chose to keep your mind off it and keep packing until it was time to go to the train.

"When does this bloody train come?" Marlene shivered, "I'm fucking freezing,"

"I told you to bring your jumper," Mary sighed.

"I didn't think I really needed it," Marlene replied, gritting her teeth.

"I knew you would be cold," You said, giving her one of your extra jumpers.

"You know, Y/n, I'll kick Potter's bloody ass for you; just remember that," Marlene suggested, causing you to laugh.

"Speaking of the devil," Dorcas muttered under her breath.

You turned around to see James looking straight into your eyes. You had to admit that James had never been so intimidating. His eyes looked as if they had darkened, and he looked as if you were his Slytherin competitor in Quidditch.

"Are you ready?" He asked, his voice sounding deeper.

He didn't even say Happy Birthday.

"I'm gonna sit with them," You blankly stated, not an ounce of kindness in your voice.

"It's better if we sit together," James demanded, "Otherwise, we won't be able to find each other in the crowd when the train stops," He explained to you slowly as if you were a child, which only pissed you off.

"Are you fucking mishearing me, or are you just delusional?" You asked, "I said I'm gonna sit with my friends and not assholes. I don't even consider an acquaintance." You sneered, your voice sounding so harsh that it shocked your friends, "Please do me a favor and leave me the fuck alone."

"Are you really gonna be an uptight bitch?" James asked, a cocky smile on his face, "I mean, Jesus, I like it better when your mouth is shut or perhaps filled." Some of you knew that James was just being an asshole because he was hurt, which is what he always did, even when he was a kid, but the only thing about it was that he only did it to you.

That only angered you more before you slapped him for his rude comment, "Don't you fucking dare speak to me like that."

"Or what?" He stepped closer

"Okay, guys!" Lily stepped in, "We will approach you five minutes before the train stops, and you guys will walk together in peace, hopefully," Lily dragged you away as you glared at James.

"I can't believe you actually slapped him," Marlene said, following after you guys, "I mean, after what he said, I would've punched him so hard in the di-"

Mary cut her off, "Jokes aside, are you okay, Y/n? I mean, I have never seen James so mean and awful towards you or anyone for that matter,"

You sighed, "Yeah, I'm fine, I just don't get why he is so mean to me when he was the one who broke my trust in the first place,"

"What did he do?" Marlene asked.

The rest of the group looked at Marlene as if she had killed a unicorn. Nobody had really asked what James had done but considering your resentment towards him, it must’ve been unforgiving.

You hesitated, “He just didn’t say some nice things about me.” You answered, hoping to move on.

“Like what kind of things?” Marlene pried.

You could tell she was just curious, but you were so humiliated by what James had said that you didn’t even want to tell your closest friends.

Dorcas elbowed Marlene, causing her to hiss in pain before she said, “It isn’t our business if you don’t want to tell us, Y/n.”

“Yeah,” Lily agreed, “Maybe it’s better it is between you and James.”

The rest of the group agreed including Marlene who was hunched over in pain and verbally cursing Dorcas for the hard elbow.

You muttered a “thanks” before heading onto the train. You sat by the window, staring outside to the foggy mountains.

You didn’t want to admit it but you did miss James and how much he cared for your birthday. Sometimes it seemed like it was his birthday with how high he held your birthday.

You didn’t understand why he couldn’t just try to even figure out what he had done or fight for your forgiveness, he just chose to be angry at you.

You didn't even want to think about him. Why does your whole life revolve around him?

"Anything from the trolley dearies?" The Trolley Witch asked.

"Chocolate frogs," Marlene said.

"Jumbling Jellies," Lily answered.

"I'll take Fizzing Wheezies," You said, paying her 10 galleons for you all.

"Y/n, you don't ha-" Lily was about to say before Marlene shushed her.

Lily glared as Marlene spoke, "Bless your heart, Y/n," She smiled as you laughed.

As Marlene started devouring her chocolate frog, you couldn't help but remember how you and James would share Fizzing Wheezies every time on your birthday on the train.

Practically tradition.

You wondered if he thought the same. If he was relishing in the memories.

Your thinking was halted when Dorcas set a hand on your thigh as you smiled, laying your head on her shoulder. You closed your eyes, trying to prepare for the day ahead.

--

"Y/n," Someone lightly shook you by your shoulder as you looked to see Lily. She was waking all of the girls up as the train stopped.

You yawned, getting up to grab your luggage. James was right that there would be traffic, so you had to rush off, saying your goodbyes to your best friends.

"Promise to write?" Lily asked, looking near tears.

"Lils, it's only a week," You snorted as she gave you a stern look.

"A week I won't get to see you," She hugged you tighter as you smiled and returned it.

"See you before Christmas?" She asked.

You rubbed her shoulder, "See you before Christmas."

"Promise me you won't forgive Potter," Marlene sighed, causing you to laugh.

"Do you have no faith in her at all?" Mary asked next to Marlene.

"Do you have no faith in her at all?" Marlene mocked, causing Mary to glare.

"Okay, okay!" You laughed at the both of them, "Only if you promise you both will stop bickering," You hugged them both.

They glared at each other as Dorcas spoke, "Forgetting someone?"

You grinned, "Never," You hugged her, kissing her on the cheek.

You were waiting for her to say, "Give him hell?" You asked as she laughed.

"I think you know what to do," She encouraged before you exited, waving goodbye to all of them.

Even though it was only a week, you still hated being away from your best friends. They were like your third family besides your actual and the Potters.

You saw the back of Sirius's head as you approached him, considering he lived with the Potters.

He turned around before you could tap him, picking you up, "Happy birthday Y/n!" He said, kissing your cheek as you yelped.

"Okay, thank you, Sirius, put me down!" You giggled.

He put you down as you smoothed your clothing, "So where's Potter?' You asked.

He smirked, "Only last name? Ice cold Y/n." You didn't respond, so he assumed you were waiting for an answer, "He went to the toilets,"

You hummed, silently tapping your foot on the pavement, only hearing the ruckus around you both.

"Excited for your birthday dinner?" He asked, partly ready for the drama.

"Very," You sarcastically said.

"Hey, Mom and Dad aren't too bad," He said.

"We both know Euphemia and Fleamont aren't the Potters I despise," You muttered.

"Well, for your sake, I'll make him behave," He sent a charming smile your way.

"What would I do without you, Black?" You rolled your eyes.

"Probably be miserable," He answered, causing you to laugh.

"What are we laughing about?" James said, not even a smidge of excitement in his tone.

Your usual mad facade slipped back in as you grabbed your luggage and started heading toward the car. You could hear Sirius laughing behind you.

You saw Euphemia and Fleamont waiting by the car like they had usually done since Sixth year since James told them to stop coming inside because of his newfound "popularity."

Your face lit up immediately, excited to see two of your favorite people worldwide.

You embraced Euphemia, giving the tightest hug you could and giving Fleamont a kiss on the cheek while they asked about your studies. You could see James rolling his eyes both audibly and physically.

"Okay, Mother, I don't think Y/n likes all the questions," James said, leaning his head on the window while his father drove.

Sirius was in between the two of you, snoring asleep. Considering the train ride, you didn't even know why he was tired.

"I don't mind at all," You said, smiling as James glared at you.

You knew that Euphemia could feel the tension between you and James, but she ignored it, "So Y/n, I have made you something extraordinary." Euphemia said.

"And that is?" You asked, knowing she wouldn't tell you.

"I guess you will have to find out tonight during dinner." She sweetly said, winking at you.

You smiled to yourself, relieved your birthday wouldn't be that bad.

--

You entered the house that you had been over to so many times, admiring it fully.

"James will show you your room," Euphemia said, rubbing your back as you smiled, trying not to show your discomfort about James.

James didn't even wait for you before heading up the steps. Thankfully, he carried your luggage because he knew Euphemia would berate him.

"It's in there," He lazily said, not even opening the door before walking downstairs.

Jerk.

You grunted, lifting your heavy suitcase inside the room.

You admired the room, which looked like it was made for you. It was warm and tremendous for a guest room. It had all of your favorite colors and smells.

It was perfect.

You decided to nap before dinner, considering you had no one to talk to, and you were partly tired after the drive anyway. You knew an elf would get you when it was time.

--

"Ms." A frail voice said as your eyes fluttered open to see Dot, the Potter's elf that had been there since you had first moved in.

"Oh, hello, Dot," You spoke lightly, yawning.

"Ms. Potter tells Dot to inform you it's time for dinner," Her small voice said.

"Thank you, Dot, I appreciate it," You thanked before the elf nodded her head and apparated out.

You stretched, wearing a semi-formal dress, one of your favorites.

You headed down the stairs as you smelt the food radiating from the dining room. It was all of your favorites; it was pretty extraordinary. Ms. Potter was always the type to blow you off of your feet, regardless.

Your face lit up, "This is stunning, Ms. Potter," You looked at the glowing lights.

Euphemia smiled, "I'm glad you love it,"

You sat next to James with Sirius next to him. His face had certainly softened, but he was clenching his jaw when you sat beside him.

"Now," Euphemia started, "I know we usually do gifts after dinner, but we all had such beautiful surprises for you that we couldn't wait."

Euphemia started first, giving you one of your favorite movies since you were a kid, except the movie wasn't available anywhere.

You rose excitedly, embracing her, "How did you get this?" You asked, smiling at the CDs.

"A friend of mine is good friends with the director, and he happened to have one last copy," She answered as you excitingly hugged her before returning to your seat.

"Thank you, Ms. Potter," You looked at Euphemia, "I love it,"

She nodded before Fleamont gave you his gift. It was a beautiful crystal from Bejing.

You thanked him for the beautiful gem before Sirius offered you his gift. He gave you a perfume that smelled of fire whisky but wasn't actually fire whisky.

Part of you wanted to know how he did it, but you decided to save it for later as you thanked him, kissing him on the cheek as he cheered.

Last was James, who picked up the gift from under the table. He had looked you in the eyes, not a set of resentment in them at all.

Your breath hitched as he gave you a stuffed animal your grandfather gave you when you were nine. You had cried for a week because you had lost it and teared up when anyone mentioned it.

He gave it to you as it looked brand new and was cleaner than when you had it when you were nine.

When you pressed on the heart, it always said "I love you" in your grandfather's voice and even had your name on the collar.

You teared up, "How did you find it?"

He stuttered, "I-I found it in the treehouse in the corner,"

"I thought the treehouse was infested with Clockonuts," You said.

He laughed, "Well, I risked my life to get it back,"

Every sense of anger you had felt had disappeared; he had done something that was so out of his actions lately that it made you miss him.

"Thank you," You genuinely said.

He gave you a simple nod before you began eating. Conversations started after, talking about school.

"So, any boys, Y/n?" Euphemia asked as James dropped his fork on his plate, making a huge sound that caused you to look at him.

You cleared your throat, "Well, I am trying not to focus on that right now,"

"Except for Carrows," James muttered.

"Who's Carrows?" Euphemia asked, genuinely curious.

You took a bite of your carrot, "Um, well," You swallowed, "He's just a friend I have."

"I don't sit on my friend's laps," James scoffed, causing you to glare at him.

"Well, I don't call my friends sluts," You spat.

"James Fleamont Potter, what did you call her?" Euphemia added.

James ignored her, "Well, when your best friend is acting like one just because you don't fancy her, I think she deserves it,"

Mate-" Sirius chimed in, but you were faster.

"When have I ever fancied you?" You asked, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of that knowledge.

"Y/n, you were practically obsessed with me," He ridiculed, "I couldn't get away from you, and the only time I could was when I dated Lily; it was the best months of my life," His face looked shocked after he said the last words.

You couldn't tell if he meant it, but it hurt you badly. All those years of friendship were fake; he couldn't tolerate you.

"That's enough!" Euphemia said; even Sirius was silent.

A tear ran down your cheek, "I'm actually not feeling well; I'm gonna go to bed." You said, placing your napkin on the plate in front of you.

You heard Euphemia berating James as you ran up to your room. In some ways, you didn't understand why James did everything he did if he hated you so much.

Why did he give you that gift? Why did he always call you and get mad when you didn't want to be his friend? Did you ever mean anything to James Potter?

And if you did, why did he have to ruin your birthday?

A/N: If you hated this, I apologize.

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Day 3: Peter Pevensie X Reader: Mirror Sex

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A/n: Apologies for this being super late. Writer's block is ass. Also sorry for it being short. 18+ Smut

Warnings: Smut, Mirror sex. P in V.

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It's ten minutes till dinner and I'm in my room finishing up getting ready. Smoothing down my dress in the mirror. Lucy and Susan are sitting on the bed chatting to each other and waiting for me so we can all walk down together. 

“You look fine Y/n.” Susan says. Lucy nods in agreement. 

“Thank you. Just want to make sure it looks okay I mean, Peter is down there and I just..I want to look nice you know?” I say nervously. 

Susan gets off the bed and walks over to me, “I get it, but it’s Peter we’re talking about. He won’t care.” She said, rubbing my back in comfort. 

“I still don’t understand your crush on my brother Y/n.” Lucy says also getting off the bed. 

I rolled my eyes, “Of course you won't Lu, he’s your brother” I said. She just smiles and shakes her head. 

I take one more look in the mirror and then turn around and take a big breath. “Alright, I'm ready. Let’s go.” I said 

We all turn around and leave the bedroom, walking down the stairs. I can hear grunting and rustling. We get down stairs and see the boys. Edmund and Peter, wrestling each other. 

Me and Lucy look at each other and roll our eyes. We stand there for another minute before Susan clears her throat. They stop, and slowly turn their heads to see us standing there. 

I cross my arms and raise my eyebrows. “What,are you boys doing?” I ask. 

They scramble off the ground and dust off their clothes, Edmond clears his throat, “we were just messing around.” he said nonchalantly. 

“Of course you were.” I said back. I look over at Peter to see him staring at me but when he notices me looking he clears his throat and looks away. 

“We should head to dinner. It’s almost 8 and Ms.Chatham said the food is almost ready.”He said, heading to the dining room. 

We all follow him. Taking our places at the table. Ms.Pevensie is already there. 

“About time children. Ms.Chatham is about to bring out the food. Sit, sit.” She said,

“Apologies Mum, we lost track of the time.” Peter said. 

“It's quite alright but do not make a habit of this.” She said in a warning tone. 

As she finished this. The food started coming out. The servers, Justine and Mikey, start plating everyone. Starting with Ms.Pevensie, seeing as she is at the head of the head, then Peter and I since we are on the right side of the table. Susan is at the other end and Edmund and Lucy are on the other side. 

“Thank you Justine and Mikey. You are excused until dessert.: Ms Pevensie said. 

They quickly walked back to the kitchen and we began to eat. Dinner time is quiet as usual. Everyone is too hungry to enjoy conversation. 

As I'm taking a bite of the pasta, I feel a breath on my ear. 

“You look lovely tonight Y/n.” Peter whispers in my ear. 

I Blush and nod, “Thank you Pete.” I said back

He smiles and we go back to eating.

We all finish the meal in silence. 

Justine comes out a few minutes later to collect pur plates. 

“Excuse me for a moment. I need to use the restroom” I say standing up. 

The bathroom is down the hall and then when you turn left it's the 3rd door. It's a good distance from the bathroom. 

I go about my business in the restroom. Washing my hands and drying them. As I open the door to leave. I get pushed back in. 

“Woah!” I yell. Looking up to see Peter closing and locking the door. 

“Pete, What the hell are you doing?” I asked. 

He looks at me for a sec before slowly walking towards me. 

“I don’t know. I just..can’t get the image of you in this dress,” he takes a finger and runs it down my side, “out of my head” He whispers. 

My breath hitches and my mouth gaps a little. 

‘W-what do you mean?” I ask. 

He looks me up and down and then looks me in my eyes. 

“I think you know what I mean darling.” He says. His face is getting closer to mine. 

My eyes close slightly as he gets closer and closer. His lips ghost over mine, and his hands grip my waist. 

Just as I think he's gonna kiss me, he quickly turns me around and pushes me up against the sink so we’re now looking at each other through the mirror. 

“What are you doing?” I ask. Try to wiggle free. 

“What I’ve been wanting to do for a while now.” He responds. Giving my neck slow kisses.  

My head tilts back unconsciously. 

His right hand trails down to the hem of the dress and pulls it up over my waist. Still placing kisses on my neck, he moves his hand to my panties, hooking his finger under and dragging them down. 

I open my eyes slightly and make eye contact with him in the mirror. 

My hand reaches back and grips his cock, slowly rubbing it for a few seconds before pulling it out and rubbing it on my entrance. 

He hisses and his head tilts slightly. He removes my hand and takes over, slowly pushing inside me. I moaned, but I guess too loudly because he had to put a hand over my mouth. 

“Quiet darling. Don’t wanna get caught now do we?” He asks. I shake my head quickly. 

He starts off slowly before picking up the paste. 

“Imma take my hand off now, think u can stay quiet?” He asked. 

I nod and he takes his hand off and puts it on the waist with the other one. 

Starting to pump faster I lean over the sink, needing to grip something. My hand came in contact with the already semi steamy mirror. 

He groans slightly “Oh god, i'm gonna come darling. I-I need you to come with me baby. Can you do that?” He asks hurriedly. 

I nod. “Uh huh, Yes yes yes.” I whisper, my voice cracking. 

“Okay baby,” he says, pumping as fast as he can, “On the count of three baby, come with me.” He says. 

“1” His hands move to my shoulders for a better grip. 

“2” My right hand is still gripping the mirror, my left grips his arms. 

“3” He says and we both let go, I moan so loud he has to turn my head and kiss me to shut me up. 

When he finally stops thrusting, we both pause for a minute to take a deep breath. My body slumps against the sink and he slowly pulls out. 

He puts himself away and then turns me around. He helps me pull my panties back up and fix my dress before grabbing my face and giving me a passionate kiss. 

I gasp as I pull away. “How, how long have you wanted to do that?” I ask. 

He rubs my face with his thumb “Since I met you in year 9” He says and smiles. 

I smile back. 

“I’m pretty sure it's already obvious but if it’s not. I like you Y/n. Alot.” He says. 

“I like you too Pete.” I say back. Blushing and reaching up to give him another kiss. 

Kinkmas Day 6-Nancy Wheeler(Thigh Riding)(Blurb)

TW: SMUT!! Thigh Riding. (That litterally all there is, lol)

 Word Count:215

(Absolutely no plot whatsoever. Just a little blurb because I’m not a very big fan of Nancy. Lol Sorryy!! Still hope y'all enjoy though. Also sorry it's super late. I’ve been lazy lately)

“There we go honey” She says softly, running her hand over my back. 

My pussy rubbing on her leg, her bare leg slightly bouncing to add pressure. 

I moan softly, biting my lip, starting to move my hips faster. I feel my orgasm approaching fastly. 

She tugs my hair back lightly. Forcing me to look at her. 

“Look at me honey, there we go.” She says, nodding slightly and rubbing her hands up and down my legs to encourage me. 

“Cum all over my legs baby, Come on.” She said, Leaning forward and lightly putting her lips on mine, giving me a small kiss. 

I arch my back, my head lolling back and I let out a low moan. Cumming all over her legs. 

She continues to rub her hands up and down my legs to soothe me from my orgasm. 

I slowly come to a stop, my breathing ragged. I lean forward, resting my head on her shoulder. 

She takes a hand and runs him over my hair, placing a small kiss on my hair. 

“So good honey…so good.” She whispered.