His father always started it off the same way. He'd always ask, "What were you thinking?" And before he could answer Orion Black would say. "You weren't."
Since his brother left he'd heard this far more than he ever had when his brother was home. But still he very rarely did anything to merit it. He stayed inside the lines. Always did what he was supposed to and stayed clear away from everything he wasn't. Regulus liked to be in control and rule abiding. He took pride in making everything in his life as neat and orderly as possible. The way his brother had left three years earlier had left it's mark and Regulus was sure he learned the lesson. Until the mudblood died.
Seeing that girl on the floor, lifeless… It had done something to him.
He wasn't even involved. He didn't even know anything about it but still it made him sick to his stomach. The girl herself was not important. He had no feelings or allegiance to her personally but he was glad that he wasn't standing with the others when he saw her. For once he couldn't control his reaction. The repulsion at what they'd done rippled through him. He knew it was Mulciber. He'd always been trying to get into McDonald's skirt and it was typical of him to leave the evidence out so blatantly and shamelessly.
The one thing Regulus didn't understand was why. Sure Mulciber wanted to get the girl but there were other girls. Why did he have to slit her throat over it? As a Death Eater Regulus knew he should have been okay with senseless violence by this point but the whole thing was so illogical and barbaric he couldn't be. Sometimes he wondered if they were any better than animals the way they did things.
Ever since then, he noticed how the others laughed and even joked about it. Like it would so funny to them if one of them were found like that.
It was disgusting.
The only person that seemed to be having any sane reaction to it was Vanity and considering how close he'd come to fucking her in the showers he knew he shouldn't be thinking of her at all. He was quickly determining that he couldn't help it. He'd always thought she was fit but he'd never let himself go past that thought. She was his Captain and a half-blood at that. Regulus had always known better than to have more than a sentence or two with her. Which made what he had done, twice now, so messed up.
It was more than he couldn't stop himself. It was the fact that after the first kiss he should have had his curiosity cured. That whole experience should have cured him on all fronts. He wanted to talk to a normal person about what happened and get their perspective. And he had. She didn't think it was okay. She didn't walk it off or laugh it off. So it was okay that he couldn't either. That should have helped his conscience and ended the whole then. But then he needed to feel something. To prove he wasn't like the rest of them. To prove that he didn't just exist to follow orders and do what he was told. To prove that he still was human. So he kissed her, a nice simple little kiss that lead no further. His hands stayed on her waist and he didn't even get his tongue involved in the situation.
And she was right. It should have ended there. He was fairly certain if he hadn't brought it up she never would have. She was sensible with a good head on her shoulders. Emma wasn't like her little friend Meadowes. She never tried to start a fight or take a stand. She was always just in the background, attempting to blend in. And he'd always admired that. She had the intelligence to know when the fight wasn't worth it and learned the game well enough to stay unscathed.
He would have been stupid to ignore the fact that he'd come to fancy her but not as stupid as he was to go after her again. It wasn't intentional. She was stretching; shirtless, bent over and he just… All he could do was stare. She had the longest legs, her body was so tan and toned from clearly spending the summer keeping fit.
Regulus knew better. That didn't stop him though. Nothing could have stopped him when she talked to him so cheerfully, so casually as if her standing there shirtless would have no affect on him. If they hadn't been interrupted he would have fully gone for it. No hesitation. No doubt.
Regulus had spent most of his life second-guessing every decision he made. Could he have stopped his brother? Could he have helped him? Should he have taken the mark or should he have waited until he was older? No decision ever seemed like the right one. But from the moment his lips touched hers he didn't care what was wrong or right. He'd never felt more alive than he had when her fingers were locked onto his hair so tight.
After Alecto left he had to shower. He was so hard there was no way he was going to be able sit on a broom for a half hour after that. Of course he had wondered where she had gone but he was too busy fixing his problem to look into it. By the time he did that everyone else had arrived and she wouldn't look twice at him.
She did that for the next week.
In class she was always sitting with one of her friends. In the Great Hall she never sat at the Slytherin table. In the dorms she always went straight up to her room. He knew she was avoiding him. It became pointed when she was walking down the hall by herself, saw him and immediately barrel rolled into another room. He would have laughed if he weren't slightly offended. Sure he wasn't the most honorable person in the world but he didn't think he was the type of guy girls would drop and roll at the sight of. Finally, after a while he grew sick of it. If it was never going to happen again fine. They could go back to being indifferent teammates but he couldn't take another tuck and roll from her.
When she left the library one day, he grabbed her arm and dragged her into a closet.
I thought I was doing well. With the exception of my late night thoughts, I'd completely avoided him. I didn't know when I signed up to avoid him just how often I was in the same room he was. For years I just thought we were on the same Quidditch team and that was it but it wasn't. He was in every class, went to all the same meals, and went to the same dorm every night. It became a bit of an Olympic sport to dodge him. Even when he wasn't looking at me or even close to me I'd just get a look at the arms that had lifted me with such little effort or the lips that left mine swollen and have to force myself to think about anything else. He was killing me.
When I was leaving the library, I had all my books in my bag. He never went to the library so I grabbed a days worth of food and hid in there. It was actually kind of nice. I was tucked in one of the back desks by the law records that no one ever bothered to check out. I probably finished all the work I had to do for the rest of the month but it was better than letting my brain and hands wander. I was feeling quite proud of myself until I felt him grab my arm and caught a hit of his cologne.
"Oh crap." I blurted out, dropping my bag to the ground.
Regulus scoffed. "Oh crap?... That's your response?"
"I'm sorry." I grimaced. "I um… Heeeey…"
"What is wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me?! What's wrong with you? You've been the one basically mounting me every time I see you."
"Mounting you?!"
"Yes," I threw my hands up. "And why are you trying so hard to talk to me? Can't you see I'm trying to avoid you?"
"Yes I saw you literally roll away from me."
I bit my lip and nodded slowly. "Not my finest moment but infinitely better than how stupid we get when we are this close together."
"Stupid?" He asked.
"Yes… Stupid like how you are leaning towards me right now. Stupid like how you're looking at me. You are a Black. I'm a half-blood. This should be a no brainer. You need to go. You need to stop looking at me like that and you need to remember you are supposed to be repulsed by the sound of me breathing."
Regulus crossed his arms and sighed.
"How are you going to sigh at me like I'm wrong?!" I exclaimed. "You know I'm right!"
He frowned but didn't say anything.
"So. Let's just rewind this crazy train and think clearly. We are adults. We have nothing in common-"
"Not true."
I glared at him. "Liking Quidditch and being tall are not good enough reasons, Black."
"There are others."
"How cryptic you are? How saying more than a handful of words hurts you?"
He sighed, a big heavy sigh like I was the one being difficult. His mouth opened before he paused and looked up to the sound of people coming.
My eyes grew large and I said. "We can't-"
His hand went over my mouth and he curled me into him to keep me quiet. I didn't even struggle against him. All of my efforts were wasted at how naturally I fit in his arms and how good it felt to have those arms wrapped around me again. He was so strong and stable.
"I thought I saw him walking over here." Alecto sighed furiously. "He's so slippery."
"I don't know why you bother. You know he's like a monk." Clara Rosier said haughtily.
Alecto said. "It would be a good match. My family could use some good publicity and it doesn't get any better than mixing with the Blacks."
"I'm sure you can nudge him in the right direction with minimal persuasion."
"What did you have in mind?"
Their voices grew distant until I couldn't hear them. The hand that had been clamped over my mouth lowered but the one slung around my waist moved slower. I shivered when his fingers grazed my exposed hip, stepping away with a purpose.
"Well they're clearly going to slip something into your pumpkin juice."
He scowled and leaned back against the wall.
"Well. This has been fun. But I'm gonna go." I picked up my bag. "And you should probably go deal with whatever she's going to do to you."
Regulus kept looking at me, his dark hair falling in his face slightly.
"What?"
"I fancy you."
There it was. The most ridiculous thing I was sure he'd ever said.
"Black…" I gaped at him.
"I'm just saying. I think we should let it happen."
I raised my eyebrows. "Let it happen?"
He nodded.
"Just… snog, not talk about it and keep it private?"
Again he nodded.
"And you don't think that's going to blow up in our faces?"
He took two steps closer to me.
"And here you go with the leaning thing again. Black-"
He didn't let me finish. His hands went around me and yanked me forward. I was kissing him before I even knew how to stop myself. Regulus lifted me up and pinned me to the wall. And god help me, I locked onto his shoulders and my legs curled around his waist. His hands slipped under my skirt, I bit down on his bottom lip, he gripped me tighter and I rocked against him. Every action had retaliation and it only got worse. I could feel how hard I made him and it only made me want him more.
Off was his shirt, off came his belt. I scrambled so hard to get him naked that I didn't notice he'd gotten my knickers off until his fingers had sunk deep inside of me.
"Oh." I gasped, breaking from his lips, my forehead pressing to his.
He whispered in a deep voice. "You like that?"
"Mhmm." I moaned, bucking into his hand.
Unzipping his pants, I pushed them down along with his boxers and felt for him when he sprung free.
"I want this." I whispered boldly, stroking him.
He gasped loudly, bucking into my hand. Looking up, I bit my lip at the feral look on his face. There was nothing stopping us now. I heard him whisper the spell. He lifted me and eased in slowly to give me a chance to adjust to him. It had been so long since I'd done anything. It had been over a year since I'd bothered to date anyone. It was more lack of interest than lack of trying and now I was feeling everything at once.
His lips started going down my neck. I arched into his lips, panting when he sucked down at the hollow of my neck. I clawed into his shoulders, grasping at his hair desperately holding him against my neck. His thrusts grew harder and faster, my hips tried to match his speed but failed. He knew what he was doing and with every stroke I was closer and closer to crying out. Biting my lip to hold back all of my moans, I barely could keep it together. He was… persistent.
"Regulus." I gasped.
He drew back just in time to see me fall of the edge. My hand shot up to stop the scream from leaving my lips but that only made him go harder. I shook and jolted forward as he slammed into me with everything he had. When he pulsed I was already headed to my second finish and the force which he worked into me made me cum with him.
For a moment we stayed perfectly still, intertwined and trembling. Drawing back, I slipped off of him and dropped down to the floor. His arms stayed around me. He didn't let go nor did he move back for a few seconds. His grey eyes were fixed on my face and I could hardly handle it.
"Curiosity fixed?" I asked hopefully.
He smirked and shook his head.
"You've seen me naked." I laughed with a groan, leaning forward and resting my forehead on his bare chest. "Isn't that the whole point?... What else is there for you to see?"
"I want to keep seeing it."
I bit my lip, tracing my fingers over his muscles. "This is a horrible idea."
He laughed. The sound made me smile. He had such a nice laugh. God I was in trouble.
"I'm gonna." I shifted away to pull my knickers back up, fix my skirt and shirt. "I'm gonna go."
Regulus boxed his arms on either side of me. The sight that smirk doing something to me.
"Stop looking at me like that. You already got what you wanted. You are done. You are finished. You need to go marry a Pureblood and ..." I giggled as he started kissing my neck again. This time his lips were soft and teasing. "We need to stop. We need to..." I groaned and bit my lip when his hands slipped up the back of my shirt. "You are moving in the wrong direction."
"I wasn't done." He dragged my shirt up and started kissing down, his hands unhooking my bra.
"Oh... fuck it...Keep going." I groaned, leaning into him and locking the door behind me.
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