A/N:this one is nsfw, warnings for sexual content

sweater weather

Regulus huddled underneath James's coat as they walked down the street back towards their flat. They still had at least another ten minutes of walking, and Regulus was moaning for all his worth.

"Why couldn't we just get a taxi?" he complained.

"Because it's only two minutes down the road."

"We've been walking for ages, and we have ages to go. I'm freezing!"

James scoffed. "I'm freezing, seeing as you're having to wear my coat." He linked his arm through Regulus's and tried to drag him along quicker. "Walk faster, and you'll warm up."

Regulus grumbled incessantly. "I don't think anything will warm me up, ever."

As they walked past a narrow alleyway down the side of a bookshop, James dragged Regulus suddenly into it, pulling him down the cobbled passageway until they were out of view of the main street.

"What are you doing!" snapped Regulus, trying to tug his arm free. "This isn't the way home—James!"

James pushed Regulus up against a wall—a freezing cold wall—and pressed their foreheads together. "You're going to have to stop complaining so much, Reg," he murmured.

Regulus glared up at James, trying to pretend that the spontaneous violation didn't send a thrill through him. "Why?" he asked. "I thought you liked it when I ran my mouth."

James chuckled. "You know if you carry on, I will punish you." He put his hand to his mouth to remove his chewing gum, and flicked it onto the ground.

Regulus looked up at James with hooded eyes. "Do you promise?"

"Always." James leaned forward to kiss Regulus, and Regulus tasted the spearmint of the chewing gum on his tongue. He kissed him back until James started to push his hands into Regulus's—well, James's—coat, his fingers dancing under the hem of his sweater. Regulus tried to bat James's hands away.

"James!" he hissed into the kiss, trying to catch James's wandering hands. "Nope! It's too bloody cold for that!"

"Don't be such a scrooge. It's Christmas." James lowered his face into the crook of Regulus's neck, trailing gentle kisses across his skin. "I know how to keep you warm."

"You can keep me warm when we get home," Regulus replied, but he was aware his voice had raised an octave. James's mouth was kissing him in all the right places, his breath was hot on his ear, and his fingers were starting to graze the bare skin beneath Regulus's sweater. "James…please..."

James pulled away, grinning down at Regulus. "Come on then. Let's go home."

Regulus leaned back against the wall, trying to catch his breath. He was suddenly aware of his arousal straining, almost painfully, against the inside of his jeans. He glared at James, and James ran his index finger along Regulus's cheek.

"You're all flustered. Are you warming up a bit now?"

"You're such a fucking tease," hissed Regulus, and he grabbed the front of James's shirt and dragged him forwards again, crashing their lips together.

"I thought you said it was too bloody cold," tormented James, sliding his hands around Regulus's waist. Regulus threaded his fingers through James's hair.

"Shut up James," he breathed into the kiss. "You started this. You can finish it."

"With pleasure." James ground his hips forwards into Regulus's, and Regulus gasped as he felt James's erection rubbing against his own through their clothes. They kissed furiously as James rutted himself against Regulus, building friction.

"James…" whined Regulus, rolling his head back against the wall. James latched onto Regulus's throat and bit gently on the flesh there, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure to Regulus's groin. James used one hand to lift one of Regulus's thighs to wrap around his waist, and continued his frenzied ministrations.

It was quick, it was messy, it was wonderful. Regulus raked his nails across the nape of James's neck and James lifted his head to kiss him again. They clashed teeth in James's urgency and Regulus whimpered into his mouth.

"You're nearly there already, aren't you," murmured James heatedly.

"Stop talking," Regulus whined. James reached around Regulus's hips with one hand to slide a hand into the back pocket of his jeans, pulling him as close as they could possibly get. Regulus dug his nails into any bit of James's skin he could grip onto, his vision going white behind his eyes as he met his release.

James groaned and slumped against Regulus as he did the same, and they gasped for breath against the wall for a few moments. Regulus dropped his leg back to the floor and James pulled away. "Hmm...I'm cold again, now," Regulus said with a grin.

James buttoned the coat back up across Regulus's chest and sniggered. "Come on then, Sugar Tits. Time to go home. Then I can satisfy you properly, where it's warm." He winked.

"Sugar Ti—" Regulus shook his head incredulously. "Whatever, you moron."

Written For:

- Winter Funfair/Naughty Elf on the Shelf: 16. (dialogue) "You're such a tease."

- Winter Funfair/Naughty or Nice: Naughty 1. (word) Satisfy

- Winter Funfair/Guess the Name: Elf 3. (word) Scrooge

- Winter Funfair/12 Days of Shipmas: 7. (dialogue) "Nope! It's too bloody cold for that!"

- Winter Funfair/Advent Calendar: 21. (dialogue) "If you carry on, I will punish you." / "Do you promise?"

- Writing Club/Film Festival: 10. (food) chewing gum

- Writing Club/Sophie's Smut Bucket: 7. (scenario) Sex/intimacy with clothes on

- Writing Club/Lyric Alley: 4. Knows just how to keep me warm

- Writing Club/Throwback: 18. James/Regulus

- Writing Club/TV Spree: 30. (nickname) Sugar tits

- Autumn Seasonal/Days of the Year: 9th October - Curious Events Day: Write about an unexpected event

- Moony's Neon Cafe/Food: 20. (weather) Cold

Word Count: 810