don't you dare close your eyes....
yeah, i just watched aladdin. :P
and now i'm really bored.
Title: Gone
Author: bubblegumlocks
Rating: PG
Prompt Set: 100.4
Prompt: #98, Gone
Word Count: 122
Summary: Sirius leaves
Warnings: none, really
Notes: Prompt table here.
The door slams. It is the only sound in the house save the scuffling of Kreacher's feet down the dark hallway.
The silence is oppressive. Regulus knew it would happen, had hoped it wouldn't, but happen it did and the door stays shut. He paces in front of it, practicing his pleas and when the door opens again he is shoved to the floor, his arse hitting the floor the only sound. His protests die at the back of his throat.
The broomstick is thrown over his shoulder, and his trunk is featherlight and floating behind him, knocking portraits and light fixtures off the walls. Sirius throws himself down the stairs and out of the door without another word.
Title: Now
Author: bubblegumlocks
Rating: NC-17
Prompt Set: 100.4
Prompt: #43, Now
Word Count: 357
Summary: Sirius ties up his brother.
Warnings: blackcest, pr0n, slash
Notes: Prompt table here.
"Sirius, fuck!"
He laughs, the sound rumbling from his throat. "You like that, dear brother. You like it when I lick you from arse to tip." He smiles as Regulus' cock jumps in his hand. He bends over again, nipping lightly at the tender skin at the junction of hip and thigh. He holds him down with one hand as the other teases a nipple and his mouth teases his cock.
Sirius sits back on his heels, his own cock jutting straight out and sticky with need. He runs his eyes over his brother, flushed and disheveled. Regulus is tied to his four-poster, his Slytherin ties as bonds and a Gryffindor tie around his eyes. Sirius sees himself at that moment before turning his attention lower. If he moves a little to the left, his cock brushes a thigh, further to the right and the night could be almost over. Sirius smiles again, a touch wickedly, glad Regulus can't see the look in his eyes.
He releases the ties around Regulus's feet, but only enough to reposition him. His legs lift his arse off the bed and Sirius stuffs a conjured pillow beneath his hips. He licks his lips at the view. Regulus whimpers when Sirius's hair tickles him, building the anticipation behind the ties. His breathing quickens as he waits for what Sirius will do next.
A long wet flat tongue pushes against his pink pucker and he shrieks. "Sirius!"
Sirius laughs again, using his nose now and his tongue again until Regulus is whining and fucking the air. Sirius holds him down again and swallows his cock without touching him with his hands. "Fuuuuck."
He allows Regulus to fuck his mouth, using his hands to tweak his nipples and fist his own cock and breach him with one then two fingers. Regulus moans loudly and comes when Sirius says "Now". He relaxes and is prepared and Sirius enters him with a thrust and another laugh.
The ties fall off and Sirius pounds him further into the bed until he comes with a groan.
and now i'm really bored.
Title: Gone
Author: bubblegumlocks
Rating: PG
Prompt Set: 100.4
Prompt: #98, Gone
Word Count: 122
Summary: Sirius leaves
Warnings: none, really
Notes: Prompt table here.
The door slams. It is the only sound in the house save the scuffling of Kreacher's feet down the dark hallway.
The silence is oppressive. Regulus knew it would happen, had hoped it wouldn't, but happen it did and the door stays shut. He paces in front of it, practicing his pleas and when the door opens again he is shoved to the floor, his arse hitting the floor the only sound. His protests die at the back of his throat.
The broomstick is thrown over his shoulder, and his trunk is featherlight and floating behind him, knocking portraits and light fixtures off the walls. Sirius throws himself down the stairs and out of the door without another word.
Title: Now
Author: bubblegumlocks
Rating: NC-17
Prompt Set: 100.4
Prompt: #43, Now
Word Count: 357
Summary: Sirius ties up his brother.
Warnings: blackcest, pr0n, slash
Notes: Prompt table here.
"Sirius, fuck!"
He laughs, the sound rumbling from his throat. "You like that, dear brother. You like it when I lick you from arse to tip." He smiles as Regulus' cock jumps in his hand. He bends over again, nipping lightly at the tender skin at the junction of hip and thigh. He holds him down with one hand as the other teases a nipple and his mouth teases his cock.
Sirius sits back on his heels, his own cock jutting straight out and sticky with need. He runs his eyes over his brother, flushed and disheveled. Regulus is tied to his four-poster, his Slytherin ties as bonds and a Gryffindor tie around his eyes. Sirius sees himself at that moment before turning his attention lower. If he moves a little to the left, his cock brushes a thigh, further to the right and the night could be almost over. Sirius smiles again, a touch wickedly, glad Regulus can't see the look in his eyes.
He releases the ties around Regulus's feet, but only enough to reposition him. His legs lift his arse off the bed and Sirius stuffs a conjured pillow beneath his hips. He licks his lips at the view. Regulus whimpers when Sirius's hair tickles him, building the anticipation behind the ties. His breathing quickens as he waits for what Sirius will do next.
A long wet flat tongue pushes against his pink pucker and he shrieks. "Sirius!"
Sirius laughs again, using his nose now and his tongue again until Regulus is whining and fucking the air. Sirius holds him down again and swallows his cock without touching him with his hands. "Fuuuuck."
He allows Regulus to fuck his mouth, using his hands to tweak his nipples and fist his own cock and breach him with one then two fingers. Regulus moans loudly and comes when Sirius says "Now". He relaxes and is prepared and Sirius enters him with a thrust and another laugh.
The ties fall off and Sirius pounds him further into the bed until he comes with a groan.