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For You I Would Fall From Grace

for you i would fall from grace

summary: sirius teaches you how to touch yourself

warnings: dom/sub dynamics (dom!sirius, sub!reader), guided female masturbation, innocence/corruption kink, a bit of religious imagery (seriously why is it always religious imagery?)

word count: 3k

a/n: i wrote this on a whim yesterday since it wouldn’t leave my brain. i also felt kinda weird writing it but i actually like how it turned out. i was thinking i could maybe do like a mini series of sirius teaching you different things, let me know what you think

sirius black was first and foremost a gentleman.

he liked to pretend he wasn’t, covering up the long and boring etiquette lessons his mother drilled into him with lewd comments, flirtatious smirks and illicit escapades in broom closets with anyone who caught his eye.

but when he met you, all those courting lessons and gentlemanly behaviour came back to him like a broken dam. he hated you for making him rely on something his parents of all people taught him, yet he couldn’t help but want to treat you right.

he blamed it on that innocent and sweet aura that surrounded you. with your pretty summer dresses and skirts, your melodic voice and kind eyes, the confused look and cocked head when someone made a suggestive comment and your flushing cheeks when he explained them to you. you were simply too virtuous, completely untouched, and it felt wrong to treat you any other way.

but, for all his need to protect and coddle you, he couldn’t help the deep desire he had to ruin you. he wanted to be the one to teach you everything, wanted to be the only one who would ever see you on your knees for him while you choked on his cock, the only person you would beg tearfully to give you something, anything. the only person who would be able to see your quivering legs and hear your whimpers and moans.

his little angel turned devil, just for him.

——

the fall from grace of his angel began a normal tuesday afternoon a few weeks ago.

he had seen the thoughtful expression on your face, the furrowed eyebrows and chewed lips. you had been distracted all day, not focusing on your classes and disconnecting yourself from the conversations that involved you. he had asked you multiple times if you were okay, but you just muttered a small “fine” and receded back in your mind.

the answer came to him when you were alone in his room. you were leaning against his body while reading a book or at least trying to, but you couldn’t shake the echo of marlene’s words from your ears.

“what do you mean you haven’t done anything with sirius yet?”

you didn’t have an answer. you knew sirius was very experienced, the whispers between boys in the bathrooms reached your ears multiple times, and the comments girls made about him were very much impossible to ignore. but he treated you differently than he did them, full of chivalry and with a debonair manner that only added to the charm that was sirius black.

he never pressured nor asked you to do anything, and you didn’t either. it was just the way your relationship worked, and you had never been truly that interested in sex either. it just never really caught your attention as it obviously had with everyone else, but maybe with sirius, it would be nice.

but now you couldn’t help but wonder if he actually wanted to do stuff with you, and also felt a little guilty for denying him for so long even if it hadn’t been on purpose.

“sirius?” you asked, “can I ask you something?”

he tore his eyes from the pages in front of you two, “‘course y’can, angel”

you took a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves. “have you ever— I mean, did you— do you want to have sex with me?” you couldn’t help but blunder.

“what?” he sputtered. of all the possible things he thought you would ask him, that had certainly not been on the list. he saw your heating cheeks, “where’s this coming from, bunny?”

you sighed, “it’s just… marlene said something today and it got me thinking, and I just…” you shrugged, “I just wanted to ask because I know you enjoy it and maybe you were holding yourself back, but I just have never done anything like that so…”

“I don’t want to do anything that’ll make you uncomfortable,” he said, looking into your eyes so you could see the truth of his words.

“but I want to,” you whispered shyly.

he looked at you deeply, considering if he should give in to the beginning of his darkest fantasies or if he should keep you safe from them a bit longer. it was so tempting to finally chip at your pristine image but it still felt wrong to do it so suddenly, so he decided to compromise.

he nodded his acceptance. slowly, he started to caress your arms, uncovered since you were wearing a pretty green floral dress. he felt the goosebumps rising, the hair on your skin barely gracing his finger pads. “what do you want to do, pretty girl?”

“I—I don’t know,” you murmured, lowering your head to think. sirius smirked slightly, of course you didn’t. “well then we better start at the very beginning,” he said in a playful tone. “have you ever touched yourself?”

you shook your head. “fuck,” he muttered, closing his eyes. he should’ve known, it was so blatantly obvious he doesn’t even know what other answer he was expecting. he could already feel his cock hardening at the idea of being all of your firsts.

“is that bad?” you questioned.

“no, baby, there’s nothing wrong with that. it just means you have a lot to learn,” he explained, his hands now travelling up to your shoulders and toying with the straps of your dress. you nodded in understanding and looked up at him with wide eyes, “can you teach me, please?”

he had to clench his jaw to stifle a groan at your innocent question. “yeah, bunny, I'll teach you everything.” you smiled happily and climbed on his lap, “when do we start?”

he smirked at you, his hand lightly closing around your throat, not quite squeezing it just yet. he pulled his face close to yours and let his lips hover over yours, making you hazy with the need to kiss him, “right now” he mumbled and then he was kissing you.

it started slow, your lips moving in sync as he pulled you closer and closer, your senses completely engulfed by sirius. his cologne was the only thing you could smell, the toothpaste and ashy smoke the only thing you could taste on his tongue, and his smooth skin and soft shirt the only thing you could feel.

his fingers toyed with the ends of your dress, the fabric already riding up your thighs. he moved his hands further up underneath it, cupping your lace-covered breasts. then, he flipped the dress over your head and pulled it off, leaving you only in your underwear. his eyes opened wide at the sight, this being the first time he saw you almost completely uncovered. the farthest the both of you had gone was slight make-out sessions, sirius always stopping you before it could go any further, his guilty conscience overriding his desire to stretch you wide open. “my beautiful girl,” he said in admiration while cupping your cheeks, the pads of his fingers tangling themselves between the roots of your hair.

he kissed you again, more fervour and want in his movements. when he squeezed your butt, making you gasp at the unexpected touch, his tongue entered your mouth and started to explore the cavity that he knew would make the prettiest sounds. your hands played with his hair, letting him take control of the kiss.

from your place on his lap, he turned you around and positioned your body in front of him and the mirror on the side of his bed. he placed wet kisses on the side of your neck, slightly biting in some places so that red marks would appear later. his hands were all over you, teasing the edge of your underwear and the swell of your breasts.

you sighed in pleasure as your eyes rolled back, already slipping, drunk on his touch. he unclasped your bra, and with a kiss on your cheek he stopped touching you. the halt in his buttery touch confused you, wasn’t he going to teach you?

“gimme your hand, bunny” you raised your hand, his big fingers encasing your wrist. he moved it from your chest to your navel, up and down, only the tip of your fingers grazing your skin. you shivered at the slight contact, “that feels nice, doesn’t it?” his lips brushed over the shell of your ear.

“yeah,” you breathed, “s’nice.”

he chuckled, “it’s about to be even better. touch your pretty tits f’me.” you did as he said, palming and squeezing them and feeling your nipples harden underneath your hands. you hesitantly pinched them, moaning when you realised it felt good. “those are your nipples, bunny,” he said, “you can roll, flick or pinch them and it’ll feel good.”

you followed his instruction, increasing the pressure until— “owie!” you whimpered. you looked at him, brows furrowed and lips pouting, “that didn’t feel good, sirius, it hurt.”

“oh, you were too harsh, my love. you have to go slowly, or you’ll hurt y’self.” he explained, “try again”

your hands went back to your hardened nipples, alternating between rolling and pinching them, using the same amount of pressure you were using before your mishap. sirius just watched the movements of your hands, wishing they were his but controlling himself. he couldn’t just fuck you silly, he had to get you ready for him, teach you everything you would need to know before he turned you into his little cock slut.

breathy moans fell from your lips, and you could feel a slight pressure in your lower stomach as well as something wet against your underwear. your skin felt hot, a slight sheen of sweat on your forehead and something almost pulsing down there. “siri, I feel funny,” you said.

“what does it feel like, bunny?” he asked, eyes glued to the hardened buds between your fingers. “i-it hurts… down there, and it tingles” you worried.

“s’okay, angel, that means you are doing a good job!” he reassured. “you can use your fingers to touch your pussy, baby. go on, it’ll feel good, I promise.”

one of your hands moved south, going under your underwear and touching your clit. your hips bucked at the feather-like touch, short whimpers of pleasure leaving your mouth. “it’s wet, siri” you gasped.

he grunted, getting frustrated that he couldn’t see anything since you were still clad in your underwear. his fingers tapped the hem, “take these off, want to see you.” you raised your hips and pulled your underwear down your legs, gasping a bit at the cold air contrasting your scorching heat.

he opened your legs and made eye contact with you through the mirror. “look at that pretty pussy, angel.” you followed his eyesight, averting your eyes when you saw yourself. “don’t get shy, s’such a pretty cunt,” he soothed you.

“pretty?” you mumbled, your hand going back there to touch yourself again. sirius groaned at the sight, basking in the image of you needily looking for your pleasure. “yeah, baby, s’beautiful even. all swollen and wet, can’t wait to feel you around m’cock.” you whined at his words, moving your fingers in circles as your hips started to rise, “I wanna feel you too.”

“oh you can’t just yet, angel, you have so much to learn!” you pouted at his refusal, shaking your head, “no, siri, want it now.” he smirked, realizing you couldn’t even say the word. he mocked confusion, “what do you want? I can’t give it to you if you don’t tell me what you’re asking for.”

your fingers slightly slowed down, cheeks heating at the look he gave you. it didn’t help that you were completely naked while he was still wearing all of his clothes, leaving you completely exposed for his hungry eyes to feast on your image. “want your cock, siri” you mumbled.

“good girl, using your words to ask for something.” you smiled at his praise, feeling more tingles in your stomach after he complimented you. “but I can’t give it to you now, bunny—”

“why not?!” you interrupted him, whining like a child throwing a tantrum.

he scowled at you, grabbing your wrist to completely halt your movements. your hips bucked, searching for that pleasurable touch once more, and you whined again when you couldn’t get it. “don’t interrupt me, angel, remember who is in charge here,” he scolded, only letting up when you murmured a small ‘m’sorry’.

“as I was saying,” he looked pointedly at you, “I can’t give it to you now because I might hurt you. I gotta get you all stretched out before you can have m’cock”

you understood his reasoning, but that didn’t mean you had to like it. “but I want it now!” you complained. a tight squeeze on your neck as a warning had you pausing. “watch.your.tone” he snapped, his face close to yours as he spoke in your ear. “you can put your fingers inside you and pretend it’s my cock if you want, but I don’t know if you deserve it…” he trailed off, watching you squirm in front of him.

“oh please, siri! m’sorry for being rude, s’just… I wanna feel all of you.” you explained, trying to sway him. “can I please play with my fingers?”

if he had been a stronger man, he would’ve said no. but he was weak, for you and that honeyed voice and those big eyes with fluttering lashes. he was weak and desperately wanted to see how you looked when you came. did you open your mouth, or did you bite your lip to try and keep quiet? did you close your eyes and clutch at the sheets around you? he had to know, so he complied, reassuring himself that there would be time to scold you and turn you into his good girl who followed all his rules later.

“come on, I’ll help you,” he grabbed your wrist once more and raised your slightly sticky fingers to your mouth, “you gotta get them all wet, it’ll make it easier to slip inside.”

you slowly opened your mouth, hesitating, but he quickly pushed your fingers inside and pressed them against your tongue. “suck on them. think of it as practice for sucking my cock.”

at that you swirled your tongue around them eagerly, wanting to be able to make him feel good. the taste was a bit weird, but you didn’t mind it. you covered them in your spit, looking at sirius’s image on the reflective surface. “you wanna suck me, angel? s’that why you are suckling on m’fingers like that? are you pretending it’s my cock?” those words had you shivering in delight, a garbled ‘yes’ your only response.

he took your fingers away from your mouth, enjoying the way your tongue lolled out trying to bring them back inside. oh, what would he give to have that tongue up and down his length…

“use your other hand to play with your puffy clit,” he instructed as he moved your fingers to your entrance. you looked at the movements reflected in the mirror, eyes rolling to the back of your head at the slight stretch when he pushed one inside. “oh!” you moaned.

his hand left yours, leaving you to your own devices. “push it in and out, and make sure to curl them so it feels extra good.” you did as he said, starting slow but quickly gaining speed when you felt those tingles once more. the buzzing in your veins and the hazy feeling in your mind as your heart sped up was so good you never wanted it to stop. now you understood why everyone seemed obsessed with masturbating and sex, and your fingers sped up as you imagined sirius pressing his hips to yours.

“it feels so good, sirius,” you babbled, moans and whines interrupting your words.

“oh, I’m sure it does. add another, it’ll feel much better.” he moaned lowly as he watched you push another finger in, the image of you lost in your first taste of pleasure burning itself on his mind. you gasped at the slight burn caused by the stretch, but your movements on your clit were enough to distract you from the pain.

“siri, I feel—I feel strange… like I’m about to—to burst!” you cried, never once pausing your fingers. “s’so tight, too, can barely move.”

oh, and didn’t that last sentence make him go absolutely feral. he tried to remain stoic, reminding himself that good things came to those who were patient. “that means you’re about to cum. s’okay, angel, you can let go. I’ve got you.”

you were rising, basking in euphoria as your moans got louder and louder the closer you got to the edge. your back was arching, walls fluttering around your fingers as they moved in and out while your other hand rubbed small circles on your swollen bud. sirius watched you enraptured, hypnotized by your shaky figure as he held your legs open. you were so close, the pleasure rising and rising and rising and then—

you were falling, a broken moan echoing around the four walls as your body slumped against sirius’s, your hair bunching up a little against his chest almost like a broken halo. you closed your eyes tightly, scrunching your nose as you felt the tidal wave wash over you, small whimpers caused by the resounding pleasure leaving your open mouth. your chest was heaving, trying to breathe in any oxygen you could while sirius’s palms travelled along your torso and he whispered praises in your ear.

he removed your fingers from your still fluttering hole and brought them to his mouth, licking them clean as he watched your face in the mirror. he smirked at your dumbstruck face, “couldn’t help myself, angel,” he said, “taste so good, like syrup”

you pouted your lips, and sirius lifted your chin so you were looking at him upside down and kissed you slowly, his tongue circling yours and allowing you to taste yourself. he pulled apart gradually, letting your lips cling to his for as long as possible before they ultimately departed from each other. his fingers traced your cheekbones lightly, watching as you closed your eyes at the tender touch.

his little angel had finally fallen.

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summary: though he swore off any remorse or love for humans for the last thousands of years, he met y/n. a mortal who he had taken a liking for, she taught him about the tenderness and the beauty of humanity. he knew her life was fleeting and his not, he had kept the secret from her for a little over two years. that is until his “friends from college” drop in to tell him that the end of the world is near.

a/n: i saw eternals & lost. my. mind. not only was this movie one of marvels finest works but GOOD LORD THE CAST!! MIGHTY FINE & GOOD ACTORS!! i plan on writing about the others but for now i’m writing about druig <3 (also i think my title is funny because druig’s power is basically controlling minds, & this is about not having self control.. wink wink wink….)

warnings: angst/slight fluff, fingering, f!receiving oral, teasing/praising, & unprotected sex (PRACTICE SAFE SEX IRL THO!!)

words: 5.1k

*SLIGHT SPOILERS*

Immortal. Eternals. World ending.

The three things she couldn’t stop repeating in her head as he further explained it all to her. Her mouth went dry and her limbs felt numb. Her foot fell asleep and she hadn’t even the urge to wake it. She wondered if she was drugged, or if this was all some sort of dream. It felt like a sick twisted joke but by the stern look on Druigs’ face there didn’t seem to be a punchline.

She sat at the edge of her bed, swallowing the urge to vomit. He watched her face contort while trying to understand. Druig let silence befall the room, letting her take her own time to find the words. Over these past centuries he learned the importance of thought before speech. Humans who didn’t think before they spoke made fools out of themselves while those who took time to think then speak were eloquent and well spoken.

“So, that whole thing about your past life and your family was a lie?” She asked, staring at the floor.

He cleared his throat. “Parts of it, the people you met the other day who said I knew them from college they are also Eternals” He began to explain. “They were based off of those figments of family”

She scoffed and stood up, walking around the small space of the room. “And, your power is basically manipulation of one’s mind?” She said while squeezing her fist.

“Yes, I suppose that’s it to put it simply” His accent was softened as he spoke.

Pinching the bridge of her nose she looked at the man before her. His arms were crossed over his chest which had pulled his black t-shirt up ever so slightly. She let out a shaky breath while holding her elbow close to her body.

“So, what was all of this?“ She threw her arms up in the arm motioning to the entirety of the space surrounding them. “Is this all some sort of sick little power play, huh?”

His arms fell to his side as he stood up straight. “What? No, Y/N that’s not-“ His explanation was cut off instantly.

“Do you get off on messing with helpless little humans? Is that it?” She was now yelling at him, tears pricked her eyes with anger.

Druig came closer to her with his hands held out to her. “Y/N, please calm down” He said quietly.

She backed up holding her hands up. “Why did you make me think we could be together?” She asked now with much more anger and hurt in her voice. “Fucking hell, you made me think of some kind of future with you even though you knew that could never happen”

“I never intended to lead you on if that’s what you think, it was never my plan to end up…” He paused in his speech, while standing still respecting her need for space. “Look the point is, I do care about you”

She shook her head with her eyes closed. “Did you ever use your powers on me?” Y/N asked him still with her eyes shut.

“You can’t be serious” Druig said with a bit of hurt in his voice. “Are you? That is, being serious?”

“Dead, now tell me over these past two years have you ever even used your powers on me once?” She asked again with her eyes boring into his.

He licked his lips and swallowed softly while staring back at her. She waited watching as a crease formed between the center of his eyebrows. She laughed, not one of joy or humor but a scornful laugh at her own question and the response she’d received of utter silence.

“That’s just fucking fantastic isn’t it” She scoffed while turning around.

“I haven’t even said anything” He fiercely defend himself as he made his way over to her. “You didn’t even give me a chance to explain-“

Druigs’ words were cut off quickly by the swift swing of her hand to his cheek. He touched the part of his cheek which had been struck which now tingled with feeling of her hit. Although he was an immortal being her strength was noticeably strong, nothing like Gilgamesh but still. Holding his cheek he looked at her with dismay.

“Your silence speaks much louder than your words ever have” She spat at him as she began to leave the room but he caught her wrist.

She shimmied her wrist, trying to detach from his grip. “Let go of me” Y/N said through gritted teeth.

“No, I won’t until you’ve calmed down” He said while grabbing both of her wrists.

She did her best to shake his grip but he was impossibly strong. “Oh yeah? Why don’t you just use your powers on me, huh?” She taunted him. “Go on! Make me stop fighting! Isn’t that what you do?”

His grip tightened as flames grew in his eyes. “Enough” He said in low tone with his lids slightly hooded as he stared at her face.

“Cmon, Almighty Druig! I’m just a pawn in your game aren’t I?! Just make me stop fighting you!” She yelled at him still fighting his grip.

“I said that’s enough!” He shouted while pressing her against the wall, still clamping her wrists. “I told you to calm down”

They each stood motionless, seething with rage as they stared at each other. Y/N became more aware of the position they were in as he held her against the wall. He towered over her as he breathed heavily. His bent knee was between her legs, a preventative from her escaping.

With anger still boiling throughout her surveyed his face. Even now when she was incredibly angry at him she felt a soft pang in her heart while looking at him. His smooth face and deep blue eyes has her enthralled. The moment they met she was attracted to him. It wasn’t just his looks but it was that silver tongue of his. Just a few words and he had her hooked. She awaited for him to speak knowing that might be her breaking point.

His lips parted for a second then closed, almost as if he was teasing her with the idea of speaking. He saw displeasure spread across her face because of this. Druig sighed while hanging his head.

“I need you to calm down and start thinking rationally” His voice was smooth and comforting. “Either speak to me civilly and calmly or don’t speak at all”

All at the same time that she wanted to hit him again she was we captivated by him. It wasn’t his powers that made her feel this way she knew that at least. An unknown force drew her to him ever since they first met. So, as she huffed she began to cool down. Her eyes once burdened with anger now softened as she looked up at him. His left cheek still wore the pink hue of her slap.

“Oh, you want me to shut up hm?” She asked still with anger thick in her voice. “Why don’t you get me to shut the fuck up, I’m sure that’s one of your powers huh?”

Looking up at him she leaned towards him, and he followed as she brought as they brought each other closer to themselves. His warm breath fanned over her lips as she intercepted his touch with her forehead.

He smirked as they stared at one another. “Darling, I don’t have to use my powers to make you be quiet” Druig licked his lips after he spoke. “You of all people should know that”

They stayed like that for a moment, before she crashed her lips into his. A hungry and wild kiss befell them once their lips met. Druig released her wrists from his grip instantly and placed his hands at her hips, pulling her body flush with his.

A low groan escaped his lips into her mouth as they kissed. Her hands pressed against his firm body curving over his shoulders with a tight grip. She moaned as his hands reached for her thighs and moving up to her ass squeezing it as her hips rolled into his crotch. Arching up into his body as his tongue found its way into her mouth. With his hands holding her ass up her legs wrapped around his waist. He pressed his hips into hers eliciting a soft whimper from her. His lips curved into a smile as she rolled back into his hips into her own.

He moved his mouth to her neck, attacking it with deep kisses and soft bites. With his mouth still latched to her neck he carried her to the bed. As she lay flat on the bed his hands traveled up to her waist and to her shoulders. His fingers played with the spaghetti straps of her tank top, pulling them down to further. With his smooth hand movements he gripped her waists tightly causing for the tank top to ride up as he continued to kiss her neck.

She squirmed beneath him as his large hands reached the expanse of her chest. His thumbs ran across her hard nipples. She was thankfully braless in the lounge clothes she decided on wearing, and he had hoped that she was panty-less too. He gripped the rim of her tank top and pulled it over her head as she sat up.

Removing his mouth from her neck he smiled at her bare chest. Feeling the plush of her breasts and examining the pert look of her nipples underneath his touch. Her hands found purchase in his dark brown hair, massaging his scalp and tugging at the dark locks. The pull of his hair caused his head to shoot up and she gave him a devious smile as she grabbed the rim of his shirt. Taking it off of him with fever, her eyes lit up as she looked at his body.

His forearms bore muscles as he leaned on his hands while his chest and stomach were toned. The marking of his abs was faint but still visible nonetheless. She ran a single finger up to the middle of his body. He wore a smug look as she devoured him with only her eyes.

He slid down the bed, falling to his knees between her legs. Her eyes were locked on him as his hands rested lightly on her knees. She shifted slightly to the edge of the bed wanting to feel him where she needed him. He smirked knowing what her body was asking him even without her acknowledging it. Hooking his fingers with the waistband of her her shorts then tossing them aside he was happy to see the common theme for her undergarments.

“Hm, always wet for me aren’t you?” His question though rhetorical she felt an urge to answer it.

Druig touched her the inside of her thigh, rubbing soft circles into them before moving to her lips. Running up and down the folds to collect and spread the wetness. He rubbed her clit with his thumb causing for her to let out a strained sound. He watched her with his cool blue eyes as she thrashed ever so slightly at his touch. Soon his fingers were teasing her entrance. She let out a whimper which shot to his cock, hardening him more than he already was from just the sight of her.

Despite his love for teasing her he decided not to waste his time. His fingers fully sunk into her and hooking as they found her g-spot. Her back arched up as she let out another sound of pained pleasure. He chuckled darkly as his thumb toyed with her clit and his fingers were able to press in and out of her. She gripped the sheets beneath her tightly while she tried to hold back her moans and pathetic pleas.

Placing a hand at her lower abdomen he held her in place as his other hand continued its work. “You’re holding back from me” His deep accented voice sent chills up her spine. “Cmon, Love, let go for me won’t you?”

At his request she let out a deep moan as his mouth traded places with his thumb. Sucking her clot harshly as his tongue flicked over it wildly. She lifted herself up in order to watch him. His eyes trained to hers as her face contorted with pleasure. She reached for his hair, pulling his head further into her pussy.

“Oh fuck, Druig” His name rolled off her tongue like it did a thousand times. “Feels s’good”

He loved to hear her speech slur as he made her feel dizzy with pleasure. Tugging his raven locks even harder caused him to let out a soft hiss of pain. Pulling his fingers and mouth from her made her cry out.

Looking up at her with his lips glossed with her juices her smirked. “You’re getting antsy” He said while licking his lips. “It’s alright, I like when you get desperately pathetic”

He said causing her only whine in response, he laughed once more and shook his head. “I’ll give you what you want only if you ask for it” Druig say back on his calves while watching her lips form into a frown. “Don’t pout at me, use your words”

“I want you to fuck me” She muttered while her eyes darted around the room, he always had a way to make her feel so small.

He titled his head with a twisted smile on his lips. “You’re forgetting something” Druig leaned forward with his palms pressing into the floor.

Rolling her eyes at the smug man between her legs she parted her lips to speak again. “Please, will you fuck me?” She asked him with desperation in her voice.

Just moments ago she had been yelling at him and wanting to hit him. Yet now as she was laid out on her own bed naked and soaking wet she wanted nothing more than to be fucked by him.

“That wasn’t so hard now, was it?” He said as his face dove back between her legs.

Though his cock was delightful so was the feel of his tongue between her folds. She moaned loudly while wrapping her legs around his head. His tongue explored every inch of her pussy, flicking and pressing her clit then drifting to the entrance of her vagina to curl up inside of it. Sinfully sweet sounds filled the room as his face was buried between her thighs.

He hummed at the taste of her which vibrated her clit causing for her vision to go blurry. His cock strained against the fabric of his boxers and pants. Her juices now ran down his chin and chest as he sloppily ate her out just as she liked. He held her thighs tightly with her strong hands, squeezing them tight enough that they might leave bruises.

She grinded her pussy into his face as he continued to tongue fuck her. Pulling his hair forcefully as she let obscenities fall from her mouth. The pleasure she felt from just her tongue had always amazed her.

Much to her disappointment he pulled his face from between her legs. Gasping for air as he wiped his chin he crawled up the bed to kiss her. She moaned into the kiss as he held her hips and flipped her so she was straddling his lap and he was laying on the bed.

He looked at Y/N, her hair tossed around framing her flushed face and bare body as she sat atop him. His hands roamed her body enjoying the sight before him. She chewed at her bottom lip as she felt his fingers pinching her sensitive nipples. Lifting his face up as he stared at the awfully blank canvas of her breasts.

With a mischievous look on his face he pressed his lips into her breasts. Sucking the skin and leaving soft marks with his teeth. She rolled her head at the feeling. His mouth moved up to her nipple letting his teeth graze over the hardened nipple erupting a soft shriek of surprise from her. He chuckled against the mound of flesh before pulling away with a shit eating grin.

Without missing a beat her speedy hands found his belt and unbuckled it as fast as humanly possibly. Druig merely laughed at her fumbling with the zipper of his jeans instead of offering any help. She managed to remove his pants quickly with the help of him kicking the bunch up material off his ankles.

Y/N now wore a proud smile of her own as she saw his hard on tented up in his briefs. Hovering her wet heat above his covered cock which she now reached for from the outside of his underwear. He let out a quiet sound of pleasure as she grabbed hold of it.

It was her turn to see him thrash around at the pleasure she was giving him. He raised a brow watching her motions not knowing what to expect. Her hand began to stroke him teasingly from the outside of his underwear. He was able to hold back full moans but still soft sighs and whispers fell from his lips. His face scrunched up delightfully as her hand slipped underneath and found the head of his cock.

His pre-cum dropped onto her hand as she moved it down his cock. He moaned as he jutted hips towards her hollowed out hand. Wearing a devious look she leaned to give him a deep kiss as her hand continued to twist and tease him.

Although he was the mind controlling she had him under some sort of spell in this moment. His body fell limp to the caressing of her hands and the feeling of her lips against his. The urge to control had left him.

That is momentarily, very momentarily.

With his mouth still attached to hers for the hungered kiss he pushed his pants and boxers down then kicked them off his ankles. Y/N too caught up with the kiss and the movements of her hands hadn’t realized that his hand was making its way to hers. Pulling his mouth from hers he gave a quick peck to the bottom of her jaw. He pulled her hand from his dick and let it fall to the center of his chest.

“Figure that’ll be enough teasing for now” He whispered to her, laying his accent on thicker than ever. “Bet you’re dying for my cock in you”

She laughed then moaned as ran the head of his cock between her folds. “Yeah, and I know you’re dying to feel my pussy around your big cock right?” Y/N taunted him as she rubbed her pussy against him. “Go on, fuck me… I know you want to”

One hand held his hardened length at her hole waiting, but after her “cute” taunts he decided no more waiting. He pressed the full length of his cock within her causing for a loud gasping moan to erupt from her. He smiled as she fell forward to hold his shoulders, that smug look disappearing instantly.

“Love, I did say no more teasing, didn’t I?” He said in a sickly soothing voice as his hands ran along the curve of her sides. “I was being serious”

She merely whimpered in response as his hand found her clit rubbing it slowly as he found a slow rhythm to start with his strokes. She rolled her hips back and forth as she gripped his shoulders tightly. He could feel her nails leaving marks in his skin as they bore into his shoulders for support. The pain didn’t bother him so much, and he always loved leaving the bedroom with a mark from her.

He continued his excruciatingly slow pace with his fingers and his cock. They both let out deep moans and shuddered breaths. The room grew hot with their sweaty bodies and warm breath. Each time he slowly pulled out of her he pressed in even slower. Druig made sure once he was half way in, to send a hard pump into her. She let out shrieks each time the head of his cock pounded at her g-spot.

The feeling, although fantastic, was missing something. In an effort to steady her breath she let out panted moans. Druig watched as her lips quivered as she searched for the ability to speak. Deciding to add to the fun he began to fuck her even harder, it was somehow possibly even at his slow pace.

Let out crying moans as he payed attention to her clit with his strong fingers. “D-Druig” She muttered as her eyes fluttered shut. “Faster”

He raised a brow, “You want me to go faster than this, eh?” Druig asked her slightly out of breath himself and she nodded.

“Mhm, please” She begged him while rolling her hips against his hand and cock.

Smiling he reached up with a free hand and brushed a piece of hair which was determined to stay in her face. Tucking the strand behind her ear he simply silently watched her. Y/N was trying to quicken the pace already, the rhythm she set rubbing against him was faster than his.

“Well,” He said in soft tone leaving her with wide expectant eyes. “Since you asked for it so nicely”

With one hand he held her up and the other stayed at her clit. She anxiously watched as he repositioned himself in order to give her what she wanted. Finally, he had the perfect spot and she knew it too. Whimpering at him she tried to press herself done onto his cock. He gave her a twisted smirk then shook his head. She paused, now staying still waiting for the second he might begin.

“Now, that’s a good girl” The praise from his husky voice left shivers up her spine. “And good girls get what they ask for”

In that instant he resumed fucking her, but this time with an impossibly fast speed and the same amount of pressure behind each pump into her. Not a single coherent word left her lips, only the repeated mantra of his name and moans. He managed to be more composed even as she tightened her pussy around his cock.

He groaned loudly while rolling his neck. “That’s it, taking my cock just like that” Druig licked his lips as he looked up at her. “Good fucking girl, aren’t you?”

Y/N adored hearing Druigs' praise through his own shaky moans. Admiring his tensed up body, she let her hands slide down from his shoulders and chest. He suddenly pressed his tip all the way to her furthered point. Weakened by the feeling of him, she let her palms lay his flat stomach as she stabled herself.

Seeing him laying back again motivated Y/N to make sure he would be moaning out her name. Sweat glistened on his chest, which rose and fell heavily. The look of both concentration and enjoyment on Druigs' face was an indication of how close he really was.

She couldn't stop thinking of how good she felt for the first time in a long while. The affect Druig had on her was incredibly strong. Now as she sat on his dick it was apparent just how much he affected her.

He rubbed her arms lightly as he drove himself into her sensitive pussy. Y/Ns' hands slowly slid up his body, finding their way around his neck. Druig smirked towards her through his grunts and soft groans.

“K-Keep fucking me like that" She instructed him while holding back her sounds of pleasure. "Right—unh fuck—there"

Druigs’ fingers never stopped assaulting her clit as she bounced on his cock. The stimulation of the two had made her grip around his neck tighten. He let out a deep moan at feeling her grip around his throat. Y/Ns' body began to shake followed by her loudest moans yet. Her indication of being close to climax didn't make him stop, at that he (somehow) went even harder.

Druig felt tired but he would never let himself slow down at such an intoxicating feeling. The image of Y/N hanging her head of hair over him while letting out the hottest sounds would be in his mind for weeks. Or even years if he was being honest with himself.

"Gonna.. Gonna cum" Her words were slurred between her hard exhalations. "Ohhh Fuck"

He amped up the pressure of his fingers against her clit. "Good—shit— I'm gonna cum too” Druig managed to speak clear enough for her to understand. "I can feel you pulsing ... go on c-cum for me"

At that simple direction, she came hard. Shouting out swears and moans of his name as her entire body tightened. Druig didn't stop the motions of his fingers on her clit even as she finished. Y/N whimpered while shaking softly, she was extra tender and his fingers overstimulated her crazily.

There was something so enjoyable to her about feeling such a pain within her pleasure. Watching her unravel with over stimulation brought Druig to his own climax. He gasped quietly then pressed his head back into his pillow while softly humming out 'Y/N...' Filling her with his own mess as he reached his point.

Y/N fell forward into his sweaty chest and panted unceremoniously with his breathing. He stroked her head as their bodies stuck together. Wiping sweat and tears from her face he littered the areas he wiped with kisses. She smiled and snuggled into him as he did so.

Silence filled the room as their breathing finally settled. Druig lifted her off of his cock before grabbing his boxers from the floor and his t-shirt. Pulling his boxers on he threw his shirt at Y/N. She nodded him as a ‘Thanks’ and pulled it on. He exited the bedroom without speaking, thoughts ran wild in her head.

They weren’t as rampant and irrational as they were before. Pulling her knees up to her chest she took in slow deep breaths. He came back into the room with a dampened wash cloth and a glass of water. Aftercare was always import to Druig, no matter how rough he’d be during sex he’d always care for Y/N afterwards.

Handing her the glass of water he waited and watched as she took at least one sip from the cup. After that he pushed her legs apart and with the washcloth wiped up the combined mess they’d made. Before tossing the washcloth Druig have her a soft smile.

“There, much better I hope” He said while kissing her forehead to which she nodded about. “Good”

He settled back into the bed letting his arm slink around her. They cuddled together once again surrounded by silence. Just filling their minds with thoughts and absentmindedly touching the other. Whether it was the circles he drew into her bare hip or the connecting of moles/freckles on his chest.

“I guess I just needed some sense fucked into me” She said while looking up at the man who just laughed and shook his head.

He held his hands up defensively before speaking. “Your words not mine, Love” He whispered as he came close to her face.

Laughing at her own joke she laid her head in the crook of his neck before sighing. “So, this is really it huh?” She said while dragging her finger over his shoulder.

“I really wish it didn’t have to be but,” Druig sighed then parted his lips again. “I’m immortal and you’re mortal it just..

“It wouldn’t be fair for either of us to stay together” She finished the sentence for him whilst nodding. “I get it, I hope I meant something for you during the tiny part of your life”

He frowned then lifted her chin up to his face. “Y/N, you are the only reason I have continued to have hope in humanity and wanted to protect it” He admitted as he ran his thumb along her chin. “You taught me how truly meaningful all human life is, no matter how flawed this planet is.. You’re the reason I’m doing this mission”

She nods and squeezes her eyes shut releasing a tear. “Please don’t cry, it’s okay” He reassured her while wiping the tear away.

“Agh, I’m sorry sorry god.. Just promise you’ll visit me?” She looked up at him with her large and expectant eyes. “You know even if I’m all old and burdened with ugly wrinkles”

He let out a hearty full laugh as a bright smile spread across his face. “Old age could never either your unending beauty” His smooth words sent butterflies to her stomach. “But of course I will do my best to visit you, just remember I’ll always be watching over you even if you can’t see me”

She nodded then shared a quick kiss before settling back into him. “Tell me more, about your life” She said quietly. “I want to know more about the real you”

He obliged then cleared his throat before explaining his expansion past. Of course, he shortened it but nonetheless everything was still so fascinating. She couldn’t imagine him back in these crucial times in history yet he was there.

After he finished telling her what he could she sat silently. He took that as a sign, she was really processing what he had to tell her. Or it was all too overwhelming? He didn’t know how she’d react.

“Well at least this explains everything” She said abruptly breaking the silence.

Druig lifted his head up. “What does any of this explain?” He stuck his tongue in his cheek while waiting.

“The sex, no human man has ever been able to last as long as you do or even come close to making me feel that good” She said with amazement over her face. “You have to have centuries of experience to be that good”

He gave her a smug smirk with a raised brow. “Well, I’m glad to have been the best lay you’ve ever had aye?” She rolled her eyes and settled back into his chest.

“Don’t let it get to your head too much” She said now regretting sharing this information with her.

“Darling, my ego is already inflated just from those pretty little sounds you make when I fuck you” Her cheeks were burning up as he stroked her head “And how you beg me?”

“Fuck you” She whispered as she stared at his stomach.

“Wow, ready for round two already?”

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3 years ago

Double Penetration

Remus Lupin x Sirius Black x Reader

You’re lying on your back, on Remus’s bed, head in his lap as he cards one hand through your hair and strokes your cheek with the other. Sirius is between your legs, gently lapping up the evidence of your recent release, drawing a whine from your lips. “Alright Padfoot, I think she’s ready.” you hear Remus murmur above you, but you barely process his words in your blissed out state. Sirius sits up, releasing his grip on your thighs, and you watch intently as he licks his lips, the lower portion of his face glistening.

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