This is a definate Rated M. Prewarning: MxM (man and man for those of you who avoid this) and another bit... but it can't be prestated due to ruining the surprise. But please don't flame, this is just one chapter, if this isn't your thing: don't read it! But I love you all regardless
Regulus was frustrated. And angry. And wet. Shaking the rain off of him, he entered his apartment. He looked around at the bachelor pad that was tainted with dark magic. He growled in frustration. Even after having lived here for a year, it still didn't feel like him.
Marching over to his couch he plopped into it. Not that he would ever let anyone see him do anything so undignified as plopping was, but exhaustion resulted in a plop. Sitting there he put his face into his hands.
He knew the truth now. Regulus knew exactly what the Dark Lord had done. Regulus felt disgust at not only the truth, but the cruelty the Dark Lord had put Kreacher through. Kreacher had only told Regulus because Regulus had ordered him to. But now Regulus had a plan.
Pulling his face from his hands he lay back. Lord Voldemort had been so preoccupied with some prophesy, that Regulus knew it would be a while until the Dark Lord discovered his treachery. But discover it he would.. All that was left was to place the fake locket into the cave, and recover the real one. Regulus put his hand into one pocket and fingered the locket.
Regulus put his hand into his pocket and pulled out the two vials. The first was a clear bottle with gold liquid. Regulus set it to the side, this was the second potion he would take. He looked at the first, the deep purple bottle contained about a mouthful of potion. Deep Desire was etched in the front side. He popped the cork and smelled peaches before he drank the whole potion.
Sunlight made the room he was in glow. Looking around he recognized it his old bedroom. Regulus shook his head, whatever this potion had done, it hurt his head to try and figure it out. Leaving his room, he was immediately assaulted by yelling.
"I don't care you what you say James is my best friend!"
"No son of mine will associate with such a tainted bloodline!"
"Maybe I am not your son!"
As a growl shook the house, Regulus felt with shock that he had been here before. And as a boy with a mop of black hair shot out of the kitchen and started up the stairs, Regulus realized that this was the day that he had lost his little brother. Regulus stumbled over the thought, feeling as though something was odd, but couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
"Sirius." Young Sirius stopped and looked up. "What's happened?"
"I'm leaving here." And with that Sirius brushed past Regulus. But Regulus grabbed his arm and pulled him into the bedroom. "Let go of me."
This was it. When this had happened last time, Regulus hadn't been able to stop Sirius from leaving. He hadn't seen his brother since. "Sirius please don't leave." Regulus whispered, breaking with the past. In the past he had demanded that his brother stay, but this time he would beg.
Sirius seemed shocked by the begging tone. But he shook his head. "I can't Reg. I really can't."
"Why?"
"Because I don't have anything against muggles, I have a bestfriend named Potter, because..." Sirius seemed to choke on the last admission before it came out. And kept it in.
"Because..."
"Nothing." Sirius' head seemed to drop. "It's absolutely nothing."
A strange lurching filled Regulus. "What?" He whispered for some unknown reason. Sirius looked up from between his bangs and Regulus gulped at the look in his eyes. "Pup?" Regulus called out his old nickname.
Sirius watched Regulus as he approached. Regulus stood his ground, knowing something monumental was going to happen. Sirius stood chest to chest with his older brother. With a shock Regulus realized they were the same height. Sirius stood there silently for a moment, and Regulus watched his brothers eyes swarm with confusion. Coming to some conclusion, he opened his mouth to speak. Regulus' eyes immediately zeroed in on his brothers lips. There was a pause, and Regulus couldn't help licking his own lips, abating the temptation to kiss his brother. The pause continued and Regulus' eyes looked back up to his brother's. Warmth pooled into his stomach and then continued down as he saw the look in his brother's eyes. Lust.
A tentative power balance moved back and forth. They both stood on the edge of something, and it was only a matter of who jumped first. Moment's passed, but Regulus couldn't take it anymore. HIs arm shot out and grabbed Sirius' and jerked him closer so that their lips were a hairs breath apart. Regulus looked back to Sirius' eyes and found them shut. Taking that as invitation he gently places his lips on top of Sirius'. Both boys seemed to relax together, this touch finally a reality.
Regulus dominated the kiss making Sirius sinc his lips to Reg's guidance. With every motion, their mouths opened wider. The moment he could, Regulus pressed his tongue into Sirius' mouth, and felt a reverberation of a moan flow from his brother. Sirius wrapped his arms around Regulus' neck and Regulus wrapped his arms around Sirius' waist pulling him flush against him.
The identical bulges touched for a millisecond but it caused both boys to greedily push forward. Sirius had his fingers tangled into Regulus' hair pulling him closer and closer. Regulus himself was holding Sirius' hips, and used them to grind the two of the together, and every time their erections brushed, they grew more frantic. Suddenly they were laying on Regulus' bed and Regulus way laying on top of his brother, with Sirius legs spread just enough that Regulus instinctually pressed his erection between them, and this time couldn't stop the moan that expanded out of him.
They paused. Sirius looked up at Regulus. Regulus knew that this was the moment. Stop? or Continue? Regulus couldn't help but adjust his hips, rubbing them together more. All doubt disappeared from Sirius' eyes, and he wrapped his arms around Regulus' torso pulling them closer together.
Regulus now took his time, he kissed his brother thoroughly, not instinctually as they had been doing. He found that Sirius would make the most delicious moan if Regulus bit his bottom lip and pulled just slightly. Sirius also found that if he pressed his fingers into Regulus' lower back, the grinding would become rougher.
Suddenly, shirts were too much, and both simultaneously pulled each others shirts off. Regulus licked his lips at the sight of the fit form of the boy beneath him. He felt Sirius rub his hands down the muscle of his chest and stomach and felt his erection grow. He needed to be inside.
With that thought he began to kiss down Sirius' neck, chest, and when he came to his lower stomach he wrapped his fingers around the edges of his brothers pants. Sirius' pelvis lifted from the sheets, and he moaned. Regulus chuckled and carefully slipped the pants around Sirius' erection, and found a sight that made his mouth water. His brother wore no boxers, and standing tall and proud was a sword that Regulus wanted to swallow. Before he did though, he muttered a spell and felt his whole left hand covered in liquid. He was sure he wouldn't need that much, but he doubted he could do the spell after he had started.
As he eyed his brother, he saw a little liquid appear at the top and couldn't help licking it off. Sirius bucked. Regulus grinned, and slipped his lips over the tip of his brothers erection, holding the tip tentatively with his lips and swirling his tongue around the tip. His brother bucked, but Sirius used his right hand to hold his down. He positioned his hand, and right as he took all of Sirius into his mouth, he pressed one finger into Sirius' tight hole. Sirius seemed unsure whether to gasp, moan, and groan so proceeded to do all three.
Regulus built up a rhythm, matching his fingers with his mouth and making his brother teeter closer and closer to the edge. Finally Regulus felt his brother prepare to cum, and he held his brother still when Sirius would have pulled away. Salty quickly filled his mouth, and Regulus swallowed every drop. Once he finished, he licked his brother clean, his half mast erection tasting to Regulus as Heaven. Regulus pulled his three fingers out of his brother, both the work and his brother's orgasm loosening him up.
Regulus quickly pulled his clothes off and used what remained on his left hand to lubricate his own erection. He hovered above his brother, and once his brother was able to focus on him, for he wanted his brother to know perfectly well what was happening, he slammed into him. Sirius cried out and grabbed his brother's shoulders. In and out, Regulus varied the speed and strength trying to find... ah there. Sirius's moans turned into gasps as Regulus hit that same spot over and over again.
Regulus tried to keep his calm, tried to keep going, but his brother's full erection turned him on more than it had before, and his brother's little noises were driving him wild. Regulus ran his fingers through Sirius' hair and yanked them into a hard and passionate kiss. Regulus was there on the edge, and the walls of Sirius seemed to squeeze tighter around him. With a final plunge as deep as he could into Sirius, he saw spots. He felt warm liquid between him and his brother when he came to, and realized that his brother must have released as well.
He slipped out of his brother and couldn't resist looking and loving the sight of his cum leaking out of his brother. Regulus lay down and wrapped his arms around Sirius and Sirius lay his head on Regulus' chest.
"Don't go." Regulus whispered moment's later, remember the start of the whole conversation.
His brother stiffened slightly. "I have to."
"Then let us both run away."
Sirius lifted his head to eye his brother. "Do you mean that? I mean, could you really stop being a Black?"
"For you? Yes." Regulus pulled Sirius up and kissed him tenderly. "I love you."
"I love you too." Sirius murmured. Even disregarding the situation, there was no doubt that this was not the love of brothers.
"Besides, if I don't leave, Father will kick me out."
"What, why?"
"Well I never did place a silencing charm on the room, and you made some loud, yet sexy noises."
Sirius' face lit up bright red. "Oh god!"
Regulus chuckled. Then leaned down to Sirius' ear. "Turns me on just thinking about it."
Sirius looked down to Regulus' returned erection, and then looked at his brother. "I could help with that."
Yelling came from their father downstairs. Their father was obviously too worried to come to the room himself, but both heard what their father was yelling. "Maybe next time." Regulus whispered than kissed his brother gently. "Come on, get your stuff real fast. I have earned enough money in the past year since I graduated from Hogwarts that I can support us."
Sirius nodded, and they both stood. They dressed quickly. Sirius turned to the door but Regulus grabbed him one more time and kissed him. "I love you."
Sirius flashed him a grin. "Be right back." And left the room.
Regulus looked around him, the bleak bachelor's pad now twice as depressing as before. Regulus looked down at the bottle in his hand. If only that had been what had actually happened. Maybe if he had been the older brother, he could have stopped this. Maybe if he had been the older brother he could have... he set it down, and picked up the second bottle. He eyed it.
Conviction filled him, and he sat the bottle down, and went to his fireplace. Muttering a spell a warm fire popped up. Regulus grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the flames. "14 Dinger Street." Just because he had never seen his brother, didn't mean he hadn't kept tabs on him.
He popped his head into the fire, and after the strangest sensation found himself looking at another bachelor pad. This one dark toned, but much warmer than the one that Regulus lived in. But before he could look around more, Sirius appeared.
Sirius stumbled a little once he caught Regulus' eye. "Hello big brother."
"Regulus? What do you want?"
"I just wanted you to know." Regulus gulped, being the younger brother again made this difficult to say. "I loved you."
Regulus pulled out of the flames before he could see Sirius' expression. Sirius would never know what he had really meant. The Sirius who had returned his feelings had been an adorable younger brother. But his intimidating older brother, would never forgive him. Not for following in the path of his family, not forgetting the dark mark. Nothing.
Regulus picked up the second bottle again. He popped the cork and drank the bottle. The potion tasted of nothing. Regulus lay back on the couch and watched the flames. A coal popped out of the fire and landed on the rug, moment's later, a fire appeared and began to eat the rug.
Regulus began to feel giddy, and knew that this was the moment. "Kreacher!"
There was a pop, and then the house elf stood before him. "Master Regulus."
"Take me to the cave."
Kreacher ignored the fire behind him, just as Regulus was. "But Master..."
"Now Kreacher." Kreacher nodded his head and grabbed Regulus' hand and suddenly they were inside a cave.
"Normal you need blood to get through the door. But Kreacher be here already. He knows how to be."
Regulus felt his hand lift, and the next moments were a blur and suddenly they were are at the center. Regulus asked what was about to happen, and was horrified by what Kreacher told him. But Felix Felicis told him it was the best thing to do. Regulus quickly told Kreacher what to do, to replace the locket, to destroy it.
"But Master can..."
"I don't think any wizard magic will destroy it Kreacher." And he began to drink the potion that hid the locket. Kreacher watched him in shock. Regulus could feel the sadness and the loneliness, and despair fill him as he drank more and more. But Felix reminded him more and more of his brother, especially those moments Deep Desire had given him. Finally the locket was there. Kreacher grabbed it and switched the two. A deep thirst filled Regulus, and as Kreacher refilled the container with the potion, he approached the water.
As he leaned down to drink from the water, he didn't realize that Felix was no longer there in his mind. Dipping his face into the water to drink deeply, he never heard Kreacher calling for Regulus to back away, and never saw the Inferi, but as he was dragged into the dark waters, Regulus remembered the face of his brother, the face of the brother who he had seen through the fire. His real brother.
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