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by Bossey

Two hus usu

2. 2

Chapter 2: Caught

Notes:

You ask and I shall deliver 333

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Regulus is brutal.

James is in love.

It's been two weeks since he and Regulus slept with each other for the first time. James has not known peace since – and he is so fucking happy about it.

Regulus eye-fucks him at any given moment. He slides his rings off and on his long fingers, plays with his curls, and keeps biting and licking his lips while maintaining eye contact with James. He does his best to drive him crazy with his little antics, especially with Sirius in the room.

James always goes on a morning run before breakfast. Sirius is still asleep when he leaves and when he comes back home, his parents and Sirius are up and preparing breakfast. Their little night owl is usually still fast asleep.

This morning, he comes back a bit sooner than usual, greets his parents, and then slips into the shower upstairs.

He spent a few hours of last night with Regulus. He never goes to bed before one in the morning, so James slipped out of bed after Sirius fell asleep and disturbed Regulus' nightly reading for a while.

It is all the more surprising, to find Regulus awake in the hallway when James comes out of the bathroom.

His curls are handsomely tousled. He is still wearing his sleeping clothes: a shirt and tight, black pants (though James knows he spent a considerable amount of last night utterly naked.)

James is only wearing a towel and Regulus looks him slowly up and down. He starts at his legs, taking his sweet time, trailing up over the towel to his hips, his stomach, his chest and shoulders until he finally looks up at his face and locks eyes with him.

James can feel heat creeping up his body. Regulus lets his eyes travel back down to James' exposed body and slowly bites his bottom lip. James' brain immediately supplies him with a picture of those lips around his cock. He swallows heavily.

Regulus is so fucking sexy. Every inch of him is perfect - but those eyes! James has been mesmerized by his eyes for years. The girls and boys at Hogwarts have always been obsessed with Sirius Black's looks. His bright grey eyes and long black hair, the punk-rock attitude. "His eyes are like diamonds" girls used to swoon.

James has always preferred Regulus' eyes. They are slightly darker, like graphite. He looks like drawn with a pencil, an artwork through and through.

Now, for two weeks, those eyes have been on him.

Regulus slowly drags his tongue over his bottom lip. James needs to kiss him, now. He needs to push him against the wall, and kiss and nip at those lips. He wants to kiss him everywhere, and he wants Regulus to watch him with those eyes the way he does right now.

The door across from the bathroom opens and Sirius steps out. "Hey, mate, done in there?"

James tears his eyes away from Regulus to look at his friend. Sirius is looking at him with a quizzical look.

"Hm? Yeah, done."

Sirius nods. "Morning, Reggie, what are you doing already up?"

"Couldn't sleep," he says, not looking away from James.

Sirius shrugs and goes to the bathroom.

James shakes his head and crosses the space between him and Regulus.

"You're going to get us caught."

"I'm not doing anything."

"You're eyefucking me right in front of him. If you keep undressing me with your eyes all the time, I'm going to catch a cold."

Regulus smirks. "Oh no. Maybe you should slip back into my bed to warm up."

James wants to. He wants to grab him and pull him right back into bed. He swallows heavily and turns around to go to his room. Regulus follows him.

"You're impossible," James says and sits down on his bed. "And fucking beautiful. I was looking forward to waking you up."

"Hm, kinky."

"Not like that," James says quickly, his face heating up again at the insinuation.

"Like what? I didn't say anything. What did you think about?" He slowly comes over to the bed and threads his fingers through James' wet hair. He leans down and murmurs, "What dirty fantasies are you cooking up again? Waking me up with that big cock of yours? Fucking me awake?"

James, remembering his parents downstairs and his lover's older brother across the hall, tries to regain control over his breathing. "That sounds very disrespectful and non-consensual." He clears his throat.

Regulus hums and kisses his cheek. "I'd let you do it."

James breathes the wrong way and ends up in a coughing fit, which only makes Regulus laugh at him and press a kiss to the top of his head.

The bathroom door is opened and closed, and Regulus quickly steps away from James before Sirius comes back into the room.

Without a word, Regulus walks past his brother and back to his own room.

"What did Reggie want?" Sirius asks and grabs a necklace from his bedside table.

"Oh, nothing. He was looking for something."

"Yeah? What?"

James, with all his blood busy rushing to his cock instead of his brain, blanks. "A book."

Sirius stops and looks at him with raised eyebrows. "A book. In here?"

"Mark. A bookmark. He was asking whether I had one left for him. I guess our night owl stayed up reading again and needs to start a new book now."

Sirius looks at him and then shrugs, seemingly buying the story. Good that James is fucking the smarter brother.

"Hey, could you get out while I get dressed?"

Sirius snorts. "What? Why? James, there's nothing I haven't seen yet."

"I know… still."

"Are you okay? Why so modest suddenly? Did you do a weird shave and don't want me to see? Is it worse than when you shaved an L down there?"

James cringes. "You promised to never bring it up again."

"It was too funny. Come on, stop being a bitch, get dressed. Effie's waiting."

"Get out," – there is simply no way James can explain why he is half hard after Regulus was in the room.

Sirius rolls his eyes at him and fastens a bracelet around his wrist. "Years of dick-measuring contests and group wanking, and now I am thrown out of my own bedroom. Wow. Are you afraid, I suddenly find your cock irresistible and try to fuck you? Moony has always had the biggest and he's like ten times hotter than you."

"Okay, first of all, he may be longer, but mine is thicker. Some prefer that." – your brother, for example, James is sane enough not to add.

"Yeah, yeah, Mr Monster Dick. Whoever gets dicked down by you is lucky, I admit that. But I have Moony, so I'm always luckier." Sirius slides a last ring on his finger. "There, all done. Now I leave you and your bottle of a dick alone."

"Thanks, wanker."

Sirius winks at him and leaves the room.

In the afternoon, James' parents are out in the village. It is pleasantly warm outside. Not too hot to melt on the spot, but the sun shines brightly and a small breeze washes over you in waves during sunbathing.

James lies on a sun lounger on the terrace, only wearing bathing shorts. He has his eyes closed and relaxes in the sun until a shadow comes over him.

He opens his eyes and finds Regulus with a smirk on his face in front of him.

"Hey," James whispers and reaches for his hand.

"Hey. Sirius just left. Furntiure shopping with Remus."

James leads Regulus' hand to his lips and kisses his fingers.

"Hm, Love, what will we do now, all alone?"

Regulus hums and pulls his hand back. He takes off his shirt and sits down on the edge of the lounger.

"Sun Bathing," Regulus says simply and grabs the sunscreen from the ground.

"You hate the sun," James points out but sits up and takes the sunscreen.

"Do I?"

"Yes, my little night owl," he kisses his shoulder. "But I do enjoy seeing you like this out here."

"You always enjoy seeing me like this."

James grins and spreads the sunscreen over Regulus' back. He rubs it into his skin in circles. He is so beautiful, every inch of him.

"You were so mean this morning at breakfast."

"Was I? I didn't do anything."

"You kept teasing me with your feet while I sat right next to your brother."

"Oh, right, that,"

James can hear the grin in his voice. He rubs the sunscreen into Regulus' shoulders and his nape. "Done."

Regulus pushes James down on the lounger and straddles his hips.

"Did I make you hard over breakfast?" Regulus smirks when James starts lathering his hands with more sunscreen.

"You know you did. In front of my parents, too. I'm starting to think you want to kill me."

"Maybe that is my goal. I'll kill you, then my brother, then inherit all the money from your and my family."

James rubs the sunscreen into Regulus' chest. He holds his gaze while rubbing over Regulus' nipple. Regulus bites his lip. "What will you do with all that money?"

"I'll buy a small castle and spend the rest of my life reading, learning, collecting art, and drinking expensive wine."

"Sounds amazing. I'll come back as a ghost and haunt your castle."

"Can you fuck a ghost?"

"I don't know. Better don't risk it and don't kill me."

Regulus smirks. "You like it when I try though."

James runs his hands over Regulus' stomach. He adjusts his position and gently rubs himself against James' crotch.

"And you like to see me squirm. Fucking sadist," James grins and rubs more sunscreen into Regulus' left arm until he gets to his fingers and kisses them.

"It runs in the family."

James takes his other arm, making sure to apply the sunscreen slowly, savouring every second he is allowed to touch him.

Regulus places his hands on James' chest, looking him up and down and licking his lips. James grabs his hips and pushes him down on his crotch.

Regulus smirks and leans down to him. His face hovers over James's. He holds his gaze when he rocks their bodies together. All the blood rushes from his brain to his cock in an instant. He pulls Regulus down on him and kisses him hard.

Regulus' lips part against his and he slides their tongues together. Regulus rocks his body against him. He shoves a hand between them and into James' shorts. James has one hand on Regulus' neck and slides it up into his hair, moaning lowly when Regulus grasps his cock.

"Fuck," James murmurs against Regulus' lips, "Shit, Reggie, wait."

Regulus pulls back a few inches so he can look at James.

"What if the neighbours see us?" James whispers. Regulus simply smirks and resumes pumping James' cock.

"Then give them a good show," he whispers.

James' eyes go wide. "Oh my god, you're so… fuck."

Regulus chuckles and kisses him again. He slides his lips along James' jaw and kisses his neck.

"Fuck, here in the garden, really?" James mumbles. Regulus' hand on his cock, and his lips against his neck make the question seem laughably unimportant. He wants him anywhere, anytime.

"Your cock seems to like the idea," Regulus purrs into his ear and kisses a spot underneath it.

"Of course, it does. My cock is stupid," James mumbles and thrusts his hard cock up into Regulus' fist. "Fuck it, yeah, I'll fuck you right here."

Regulus laughs lowly and crashes their lips together again. James grabs his arse, drawing an encouraging noise from him.

James shoves his hands into Regulus' shorts and digs his fingertips into his cheeks. He loves groping all the soft and fleshy parts of him – his thighs, his sides, his bottom.

"Fuck, you're so hot," James groans. Regulus slides his lips along his neck. "Do we have lube here?"

"I brought some," Regulus says quickly and reaches down next to the lounger.

James stares at the bottle and laughs. "Of course, you brought some. You knew this would work."

Regulus smirks and leans over him, so that some of his curls fall out of place. "Yes, you can't resist me."

James reaches up and wraps one of the curls around his finger, pulling Regulus' face down to him on it. "I really can't." He kisses him playfully and takes the lube from him.

He unbuttons Regulus' shorts and spreads the lube over his fingers. He reaches for Regulus' cock, drawing a low moan from him. He reaches around him with his other hand and slides his fingers between his cheek until he can rub against his hole.

Regulus has one arm around James' neck, kissing his cheek and his shoulder, siding his tongue against a little mark he left on his skin. He moans James' name against his neck and pushes back against him.

James slips his finger in. He loses his mind a little every time Regulus moans into his ear when he does this. He is so fucking gorgeous. Every noise out of his mouth makes James' brain go blank. He moves his finger inside of Regulus, only listening to his lover's quiet affirmation and encouragement. Regulus runs his fingernails across James' nape and buries his hand in his hair. James is lucky he has always had good coordination, so he can jerk Regulus' cock while opening him up. James pushes a second finger inside and Regulus arches his back in that particularly sexy way that makes James downright stupid.

"Yes, fuck, Jamie, do it more, gods. Don't stop," Regulus moans and leaves a trail of hot kisses on James' neck, down his collarbone to his chest. Both of their bodies are hot from the summer sun shining down on them.

Regulus calls him Jamie again, whispering it into his chest and rubbing their cocks together between them. Regulus is the only person besides his mum, who calls him Jamie. He only does it like this – whispering and moaning during private intimacy. James isn't sure he even notices doing it but he is absolutely in love with how that nickname sounds out of Regulus' mouth. He is downright obsessed with the fact that Regulus – who sometimes calls his own brother Sirius Orion III – gives him a nickname.

James needs to pull him back up to kiss his lips. He's so fucking in love with him. He never wants to be without him again.

Regulus kisses him deeply, moaning into his mouth with every thrust of James' fingers.

He finally breaks the kiss again to push at his shorts. "Off - off with this," he mutters and rids them both of their remaining clothes. He crawls back on top of him in all his naked glory, flawless pale skin from head to toe – James wants to own every particle of his body and every area of his brain. He wants to own every tone of his voice and every fleck of colour in his eyes – and he wants to never let go of him.

James sits up and kisses Regulus' chest, his shoulder and his neck until he can reach his lips again, hungry and panting. Regulus laughs into his mouth.

"Are you going to fuck me even thoughyour neighbours can see?" Regulus whispers and rocks their bodies together.

"Yes, fuck yes, I don't care, I just want to have you."

"Good. Let them know you have me, want me. Especially that girl next door who eye-fucks you every morning when you come home from your run."

James has no idea who Regulus is even talking about. He doesn't have eyes for anyone but him. He lies back on the lounger and pulls Regulus with him. He puts his hands on Regulus' hips and grinds him down against his cock.

"Fuck me," Regulus murmurs. He runs his nails over James' skin and an idea sparks in his head.

"Say please."

Regulus pulls back slightly and looks at him. James smirks.

"I won't beg."

"I think you will. I won't fuck you if you don't ask nicely." He slides his hand over Regulus' hip to his arse and rubs his finger against his hole again. "Hm, Love, say please."

Regulus' eyes flutter shut at the contact. He lies down on him again and bites playfully into his shoulder. "Don't be cruel, that's my job," he mumbles, "Fuck me."

James chuckles and kisses his cheek. He takes the lube again and coats his dick in it.

"Fuck me," Regulus demands, "Come on, Jamie. I want you to shove your cock into me."

Regulus knows what those words do to him, especially when Regulus murmurs them against him. But no, he won't until Regulus says please.

"You've wanted to do it since this morning, I know it."

"Love, I've wanted to do it since I left your bed last night. But I've wanted to hear you say please since the first time."

Regulus rocks his body against his again. "Fuck me."

James only kisses his cheek again and teasingly presses his fingers into him.

"Oh gods, James, come on, stop playing around." He rubs his cock against James' stomach.

James pulls out his fingers and grasps his cock, teasing him with the tip. Regulus moves back against him.

"Jamie," Regulus moans where he buried his face against his neck when James rubs his tip against his hole, refusing to push in. "Fuck, Jamie, please."

James holds his cock steady and slowly pushes Regulus down on him, moaning lowly when he is finally inside of him again.

"Fuck, yes," Regulus pants, "Yes, please fuck me, Jamie."

James doesn't need to be told again. He thrusts his hips up, fucking into Regulus from below.

A string of high-pitched moans, "yes" and James' name falls from his lips. He sits up a bit, places his hands on James' chest, and starts riding him properly.

He has his eyes closed, moaning and cursing above him. James' hands wander over his body, playing with a nipple or guiding his hips.

"Reggie, kiss me," James murmurs. Regulus comes back down to him and kisses him, moans getting lost in the mess of lips and tongues.

James just registered the sound of the back door when suddenly –

"James?!" his mother's voice comes out of nowhere.

Both boys still at once and look up.

Euphemia Potter stands in front of them, white as a ghost, and her hands slapped together in front of her mouth.

"Mum!" James can only exclaim.

Euphemia quickly turns away. "Oh gods, boys, what on- Get dressed at once and inside with you, both of you!" with that she goes back inside, holding her hand at the side of her face to not accidentally look at them again.

James pulls out of Regulus and sits up. The poor boy seems frozen on top of him.

"Fuck, shit, fuck," James curses while grabbing for their clothes on the ground. "Fuck, what are we suppsoed to say now?"

"What do you mean say?" Regulus hisses. "I will never say a word to her again in my life. I will never even set a foot back into that house."

"What's your plan?"

"I'll drown myself in your neighbour's pool."

The idea doesn't seem so bad. Anything is better than ever looking his mum in the eyes again. Still, they don't really have a choice. She was bound to find out at some point...

"We have to tell her something. Or nothing at all, we'll just apologise and go upstairs."

"James, your mother just caught you with your cock up my arse. I'll drown myself in the pool. That wasn't a joke."

James shudders at his words. His cock is dead for the day. He might never get it up again in his life.

Not only that his mum caught him having sex, but she also caught him having semi-public sex in her sun lounger with the boy she dotes on like a son.

James genuinely considers Regulus' plan at this point.

"You're good at memory charms aren't you?"

"You want me to alter your mum's memory?" Regulus hisses, then nods, "Actually, that might be our only option. Can you climb the wall, smash my window and get my wand?"

James looks up towards Regulus' window. Maybe...

The backdoor opens an inch and James' father's voice appears now. "Boys, do come inside, please."

Both his parents know. James wishes he could drop dead.

James looks at Regulus who vehemently shakes his head.

"We have to," James whispers.

"I'd literally rather kill both of us."

"Hey, you wanted it out here, now you'll have to bear the consequences."

"Me? As if you didn't lie out here half naked hoping I'd come out to fuck you."

"Okay, fair, it's both of our fault. Now at least come inside with me."

"Not in a million years."

James sighs, then grabs Regulus' wrist and drags him inside. The backdoor leads into the kitchen.

Euphemia is still unhealthily pale and Fleamont is making tea.

At first, Regulus tries to wind his wrist out of James' grip but when they are face to face with his parents, he instead opts for grabbing for his hand and then shuffling behind James.

Euphemia takes a deep breath and then looks at her son.

"Mum-"

"In the garden. Really, James?"

"I'm sorry. We're sorry."

"The neighbours could have seen you."

"I know."

Fleamont puts a cup of tea in front of his wife. "Effie, calm your nerves. The boys are eighteen, of course they try themselves out."

Euphemia gives him a look that clearly states she disagrees. James thinks he might pass out soon if he doesn't get to leave. Regulus squeezes his hand. He is still hiding behind him.

Euphemia inhales the steam from her tea. "Okay. Then explain yourselves. Why did you keep this secret from us? You two being… what are you?"

Good question. James clenches his jaw. He doesn't know what they are. And Regulus surely won't say a word.

With every second of silence, the look on Euphemia's face turns even unhappier. "James Fleamont Potter do not tell me you – no, I won't even say it. That is your best friend's little brother, James."

James half turns to Regulus. "Could you please say something?" he whispers.

Regulus stares up at him, clearly only seeing silence and homicide as options.

James turns back to his mother. "It's not just… that, mum. But, please for the love of everything, don't tell Sirius about it."

"He doesn't even know?"

"Of course, he doesn't. He'd kill me, mum. And then Regulus would kill him. And sure, he'd get a nice life and a castle out of it, but is that really that what you want?"

Euphemia throws up her hands over her head. "You have to tell him. Both of you. Regulus, I can see you, and you have to tell your brother. And sort out whatever this is. And not get intimate in my garden ever again. – And you better use protection!"

"Yes, mum," James whispers.

"Good. Now, you may go upstairs."

James nods shortly and carefully looks up. He locks eyes with Fleamont. His father is smiling at him from behind his teacup, slowly shaking his head while suppressing a chuckle. "You still owe me 20 galleons, Effie my darling."

James presses his lips together and pulls Regulus out of the kitchen and upstairs. He doesn't stop or slow down until he brought them into Regulus' bedroom and closed the door.

"If I jump out of that window, do you think I'll find the sweet release of death?" Regulus asks from where he let himself fall on his bed.

"Probably not. You'll just break some bones and have Sirius and mum fussing over you."

Regulus hums. "Not worth it. Now, go away and let me die in peace." He slips beneath his blanket and pulls it over his head.

James locks the door twice before joining Regulus under the blanket. "Let me die with you. We can look for a castle to haunt together."

"How romantic," Regulus mutters and pushes his hands over his face.

James scoots closer to him and pushes his lips against Regulus' cheek. "Reggie… what are we?"

Regulus stops breathing for a moment.

"You know I have a crush on you. I told you I fancy you… you never told me what will happen with this. I mean, I'll move out soon… what then?"

Regulus exhales slowly. His eyes are closed. James looks at his profile, the line of his nose, the dips and curves of his lips and chin.

Why is he asking this? Is he stupid? This boy is breathtakingly beautiful, intelligent, and witty and James can call himself lucky that he gets to have him in the ways he does. It is very on-brand for him and his relationships – he has always ruined shit for himself by going too hard and wanting too much too soon.

He braces himself for the rejection. He has waited for this since finding Regulus in his bed with the picture and the tie.

"I could visit you in your flat," Regulus mumbles.

James' heart is banging through his chest. Regulus wraps his hands around James' arm and drapes it over his body. James hugs him tightly.

He is so fucking in love with him. He has been in love for years. He has wanted to be with him for so long, but he never thought he'd ever get the chance.

"You remember when we first met?" James whispers. "Sirius told me a lot about you. It was the time you didn't speak for two years – not one word. He was worried about you, but he told me so much, I couldn't wait to meet you. I tried all year to make you say something. You wouldn't utter a word, only stared at me with those big, grey eyes of yours. You had more freckles."

Regulus hums, a small smile playing on his lips. "You made me laugh."

"I was insanely proud of myself. It sounded so nice, your laugh. I was yours ever since."

Regulus frowns. "You were in love with Lily. Sang songs about it and danced on the tables in the Great Hall for her all the time."

"Yes. I didn't know where to sort my affection for you in all of that yet. I'd sing and dance in front of all our friends for you, too."

Regulus smiles and leans deeper into James. He breathes him in and wraps his arms tightly around Regulus.

They lie entangled in each other for a few minutes.

"What do you think how Sirius will react to this?" James asks quietly.

"Oh, he will definitely kill you. You remember my friend Barty? When Sirius found out we did it, he hexed his front teeth to grow so much he – and I quote – 'can never get his mouth near my little brother again.' Sirius is insane."

"He's protective of you. That's admirable."

"No, protective is what he did for me at home. Hurting people who I like is insane. He said it's because he doesn't want my heart to be broken or me to get hurt, but I think he just wants to live his dramatic-protective-older brother fantasies. … I should probably tell him alone. … But not now."

"When?"

"When he moved in with Remus and doesn't have the chance to kill you in your sleep anymore."

"Good idea. Thanks." He kisses the top of his head, and they stay underneath the blanket until Sirius comes home.

2 weeks later

Regulus comes downstairs to make himself a new glass of iced tea. James is standing in the kitchen already, leaning against the kitchen island, snacking on the fresh strawberries from Euphemia's garden.

"Your mum's going to be upset if you eat them all."

James startles and almost drops the bowl. "Reggie, shit, don't scare me like that. I thought you were her."

Regulus smirks and comes around the kitchen island to him. "You know she hates it when you eat them straight from bowl with your fingers."

"My mum has known me for nineteen years now. She should know better than letting them stand around where I can find them."

"Hm, we all know how you can't keep your hands to yourself," Regulus murmurs and runs his finger down James' arm. "Any left for me?"

James takes one of the halved strawberries and holds it up to him. – An action he clearly didn't think through. Regulus holds his gaze while eating the berry from his fingers. James bites down on his lip, just staring at him. Regulus takes his hand and kisses his fingertips, sucking on one of the digits. James swallows thickly. He quickly puts the bowl with the strawberries away and pulls Regulus against him.

"You're killing me," James whispers and gives Regulus just enough time to smirk before crashing their lips together.

James tastes like strawberries and sugar. Regulus laughs into the kiss and flicks his tongue against his lips. He pushes his thigh between James' legs and against his crotch. James makes one of those pretty noises Regulus loves and pulls him closer.

"Fuck," he curses and kisses Regulus' cheek. He leans his head to the side and James at ones attacks his neck. "You are so gorgeous. I need you so badly, I feel like I didn't have you in a week."

"Five days," Regulus points out.

Neither Sirius nor James' parents left the house much the last two weeks – especially not his parents and James apparently becomes impotent as long as his mum is in the same house as him. Five days ago, they went to James' new flat which he is set to move into by the end of the month to 'put some furniture together' - which means, James put the bed together half naked, and Regulus watched while drinking iced tea and then fucked him on the floor (he didn't trust the bed to hold).

"Your parents won't be home until tonight, where is Sirius?"

"Garage, working on that motorbike."

"That will take some hours, right?"

"Hopefully," James murmurs and slides their lips together again. He pushes his fingers into Regulus' curls.

The backdoor opens and Regulus and James quickly drive apart. Sirius whistles while walking in. Regulus quickly steps away and busies himself with his iced tea.

"Hey, Reggie, came out of your cave?"

Regulus looks back at his brother. He has his hair in a bun and black oil smeared on his cheek and his arms.

"You've got something on your face."

Sirius rolls his eyes. "Give me some of that iced tea, yeah? It's fucking hot out there."

Regulus doesn't have patience for his brother and his unnecessary observations. He needs to tear James' clothes off, fuck him, and then get some cuddles and some snogging in if he's lucky.

"How's the bike coming?" James asks and clears his throat.

"Good. She's absolutely beautiful and drives so majestically – it's unbelievable. I'm this close to make it fly."

James is still leaning against the kitchen island with his back to Sirius. Regulus quickly glances down at the obvious bulge in James' jeans.

Regulus places himself next to him and pushes a glass of iced tea over the island to Sirius. Then he drops his hand down to James' crotch in a way Sirius can't tell what he's doing.

Sirius empties the glass in one go and sighs. "So good. The food in this house really makes me want to stay."

"Remus would be lucky not having to live with you."

"Wanker. Moony loves me."

"A mystery for the ages."

"It's because I'm amazing," Sirius insists. "And you will miss me once I'm gone."

"Will I?"

"Yes, you love me, Reggie. I know it."

Regulus hums and palms James through his trousers.

"Well, you have until the end of the week to think of an adequate emotional response to my leaving," Sirius smirks.

"A what?"

"Emotional response, Reggie. Emotions."

"Doesn't ring a bell."

James smirks and shakes his head. "I'll miss having both of you around."

"I'll miss you, too," Sirius grins. "See, Reggie, that's an appropriate response to your brother moving out."

"Yes, James is always appropriate. We can't all be so virtues," Regulus says and rubs his hand against James' boner. "Don't you have things to do? Making that bike fly or something?"

"Yeah, end of the break I guess. James, do you want to come with me and see her?"

"Oh, sorry, no, I'm… I think I'll lie down a bit. I'm tired."

"Tired? It's noon."

"Yes. Perfect time for a nap."

"Okay," Sirius shrugs, "Dream of me." With that, he leaves the kitchen. James quickly moves behind Regulus and pushes him against the kitchen island.

"What is it with you and making me hard in front of your brother?"

"You'd know if you could see your face," Regulus smirks. "It's simply too funny."

James presses his crotch against Regulus' arse and kisses his neck.

"Gods, I need to have you, Reggie."

Regulus pushes back against him and bares his neck so he can kiss him. "Right here? Want to bend me over the counter and take me?"

James sucks on Regulus' neck and rocks their bodies together. "Fuck, once I'm in my new flat I will fuck you on every surface I can. Then I'll make love to you, cook a nice dinner for you and give you a drawer in my wardrobe so you can stay over anytime you want."

Regulus' heart about leaps out of his chest. He turns in James' arms and kisses him passionately. He loves this man so fucking much. His words make his knees weak, and his insides feel warm and fuzzy.

A young, fourteen-year-old side of Regulus wants to simply kiss him, lie in his arms and listen to him whispering those things for hours. An older, desperately horny side that has spent way too much time watching James doing things half-naked wants to give in to his weak knees, rip James' clothes off and reward him.

Regulus drops his hands to James' trousers and unbuttons them.

"Not here," James murmurs against his lips, "I don't want to be caught again, especially not by your brother."

Regulus chuckles and kisses the tiny mole under James' right ear. "Good thinking because I want to suck your cock right now."

James drops his hands to Regulus' arse and pulls him against him.

"You like that? Hm, that's what you want, Jamie? See me on my knees in front of you with my lips around your cock?"

"Fuck, Reggie," James moans. He grabs Regulus' jaw and presses the pad of his thumb down on Regulus' lip.

Regulus smiles and kisses his fingertip. "I know how much you love seeing me like that. Me with your cock down my throat. Your hand in my hair."

James makes a soft whimpering noise, staring down at his lips.

"You love it when I let you come in my mouth, don't you? When I swallow your load and it drips down my lips?"

James' eyes flutter shut. His erection presses against Regulus' leg through their clothes. Regulus has him exactly where he wants him.

He leans and softly kisses his cheek. "Do you want to come on my face this time, Jamie? Shoot your cum all over it?"

James opens his eyes again and stares at him. Regulus slowly licks over his lips. James' breath hitches.

"Fucking hell, Reggie. And you called my fantasies about you dirty. I'll do anything you want, Love." He kisses him and pulls him against his body. "We should go upstairs, though. Now, immediately, please."

James grabs his hand and quickly pulls him upstairs. Regulus is laughing while running upstairs with him. James pulls him into his bedroom and kisses him again.

Regulus pushes James against his desk. He pulls James' jeans open.

"At first I'll suck your cock, make you come on me, and then I let you bend me over this desk and fuck me." Regulus growls into his skin and kisses his neck.

James moans lowly and impatiently pushes his jeans and pants down.

Regulus chuckles and pecks his lips before sinking down to his knees. He wraps his hand around James' hard cock and starts stroking him slowly. He kisses the deer head tattoo on his hip.

He looks up at James and darts his tongue out to lick the tip. James grabs the edge of the desk. Regulus swirls his tongue around the head and wraps his lips around him. He squeezes at the base and slowly takes more of his cock into his mouth.

He takes him in deeply and hollows his cheeks, swallowing around him.

"Oh my god," James moans and pushes his fingers into Regulus' curls.

Regulus pulls back up and slides his lips along his length. He uses his hand to jerk him off and sucks one of his balls into his mouth. James gently pushes his face into his crotch. Regulus loves it when he forgets himself and his Gryffindor virtues a bit.

He pulls back from his balls and drags his tongue up James' cock until he reaches the tip again. He dips his tongue into the slit and sucks on the head.

"Fuck, Reggie," James moans above him and pulls his hair.

Regulus' own cock starts calling for attention, but he puts his focus on James' pleasure for now. Regulus slides James' cock back past his lips, one hand around the base, and the other playing with his balls. He sets a fast pace, letting his cock slide in and out of his mouth, sucking on the tip and swirling his tongue around it.

Regulus' lips and chin are wet, and spit is dripping from James' cock. Regulus is hard in his trousers, trying to find some kind of friction against the fabric.

James is messing up Regulus' hair, moaning breathlessly above him.

"Oh Gods, Reggie, yes, just like that." Regulus looks up at him. James whimpers at the eye contact. "Fuck me, you look so fucking gorgeous like this. Fuck, I'm gonna come."

Regulus moans around James' cock. He wasn't playing around before, he wants James to come on his face. He wants James to fucking own him and keep him. He wants to be his. He wants to have this man's arms around him forever and wear the marks of his love on his skin.

He doesn't care others may find it humiliating. He is too far gone for James to care.

Regulus slips James' cock out of his mouth. He strokes his length and swirls his tongue around the tip. James watches him, his hand buried in his hair, keeping him in place.

James comes with a loud moan, shooting his load over Regulus' lips and his cheek. Regulus closes his eyes, feeling the wetness hitting his skin. His cock is aching in his trousers.

"Fuck, Reggie," James pants and takes his cock into his hand, rubbing the tip against his cheek and then his lips. Regulus chuckles and licks his cock clean, tasting and swallowing him.

He looks up at him when he's done. James looks absolutely mesmerized by him. "You are so beautiful. Fuck, seeing you like this should be illegal."

Regulus smirks. "You've always been a rulebreaker at heart."

James laughs breathlessly. He drags his thumb over Regulus' cheek and pushes it past his lips so he can lick up more of his cum.

"Holy shit, you're gonna get me hard again like this. Come here, let's clean you up and then I'll take care of you."

Regulus looks down at the obvious bulge in his trousers.

The door to the room opens suddenly, making them both look up in horror. Regulus quickly pulls James' pants back up and James helps him stand up – to no avail, really, because Sirius is standing in the door now, staring at them.

"What the- What the fuck?!"

"Sirius, mate, it – it's not what you think," James pants, panic clear in his voice. Regulus has his face turned away, having no intention of letting his brother know about this particular kink (or any detail of his sex life). He pulls up his shirt and tries to clean his face off with it.

"It's not what I think? Oh, that's good because I just thought I caught my brother kneeling in front of your cock, mate."

James swallows audibly.

"And I thought I saw your spunk on my baby brother's face." He makes a threatening step towards James.

"I can explain."

"Run," Sirius growls. James sets into motion at once, kicks his trousers away and dashes through the only way he knows – out of the window.

"James!" Regulus exclaims and looks after him out of the window. He is climbing along the front of the house. Regulus turns to his brother. "Sirius, calm down."

"Calm down? Calm down?! I just walked in on my best friend violating my little brother and you tell me to calm down?"

"He didn't violate me. Leave him alone, okay?"

"Absolutely not. I will fucking kill him and then you and I will have a stern talk about shagging my mates." With that, he runs out of the room to chase James through the house.

"Sirius stop, you fucking wanker!" Regulus calls after him to no avail.

He sighs exasperated. He wants to throw something at someone – preferably a bomb, preferably at Sirius.

James and Sirius are yelling somewhere in the house, and then the noises shift to those of a dear and a dog, and Regulus wonders if he made a mistake with his choice of men. Probably.

He quickly slips into the bathroom and cleans himself up.

Afterwards, he sneaks down to the kitchen to get something to drink.

James and Sirius – now, human again – are in the living room. Regulus is quite sure he heard a vase break a few minutes ago.

"Gods, Sirius, please, calm down, listen to me – I didn't do anything he didn't want to, I swear!" James begs.

"He's my little brother, James, how fucking dare you ever putting a hand on him? I'll fucking rip you apart and feed you to your parents!"

"I couldn't help it! Please, I swear I've tried but I can't help my feelings."

"You should have tried fucking harder! Do you think I'll just watch how you ruin my brother? He's not one of your flings from school, hopping from one to the other! You think he's just some toy you can fuck and defile? He's my brother and you're supposed to be my brother, too!"

Regulus goes to the living room. Sirius has James crowded against a wall, his wand is pushed against his throat.

"I'm sorry, Sirius. Please, let me go. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you it's just, I – I'm in love with him."

Regulus' heart skips a beat. Did he hear that correctly?

"What?" Sirius growls.

"I love him. I wouldn't have given in if I wasn't absolutely in love with him. I couldn't help myself, please, I can't fight this. I love him. I love him so much and I will never hurt him, I swear!"

Regulus blinks rapidly at the pair. James loves him. James is in love with him.

He knew that James found him hot, he knew James liked him and had a crush on him. But that he might feel exactly what Regulus feels for him? That James might want this beyond the physical? That James might actually be interested in him and not just indulging his sexual fantasies about him? Regulus didn't think he could be so lucky. All his luck should have run out after finding out James likes him even a little.

Regulus clears his throat to get the men's attention.

James stares at him and flushes deeply. He is still only in his shirt and pants, he must have lost his glasses somewhere, he is panting heavily, and absolute panic and embarrassment are written over his face.

"Reggie!" James exclaims. "You heard that – I didn't mean – I," he looks back at Sirius, "I mean, I did mean! I just…"

Regulus places his tea somewhere and comes over to him.

"You can just ignore what I just said. Please, I know I always ruin this stuff by being too intense too fast, I'm sorry, just ignore it. Please don't leave me."

Any person who ever told this man he was too much, should have to answer to Regulus, in his opinion. He isn't too much. He is just right. Everything about him is just right for Regulus.

He ignores his brother still threatening James and softly kisses his lips when he reaches him.

"Regulus," Sirius says sternly. "Stop this."

Regulus simply smiles at James. "So, did you mean it or not?"

"Yes," James whispers, not quite looking at him.

Regulus hums and kisses his cheek. "I love you, too."

James's eyes snap up at him.

Regulus pecks his lips again and turns around to his brother.

"Heard that? I love him. You can't threaten him anymore. You swore it."

Sirius stares back at his brother, suddenly remembering something. "Not really."

"Yes, really. You swore it, Sirius." Regulus shrugs.

Sirius growls low in his throat and removes his wand from James' throat.

"Swore what?" James asks confused.

"After he hexed Barty I made him swear an unbreakable vow that if there is someone I'm genuinely in love with and who loves me, he will not threaten or hex him, or hurt him in any other way. Ever."

"Oh, thank the gods," James exclaims breathlessly. All the tension leaves his body, and he folds in on himself, sinking to his knees next to Regulus and wrapping his arms around his leg. "Oh, thank everything, I won't die today."

Sirius glares down at James and then looks up at Regulus again. "Him? You sure? Of all people, him."

"Yes. Been sure for years."

James presses his face into Regulus' leg, thanking him quietly.

"Better not be too happy. The minute you hurt him that vow becomes powerless, and your days will be numbered."

"I won't hurt him," James says earnestly, looking up at Sirius. "Are – Are we still friends?"

"You came on my baby brother's face twenty minutes ago. We are absolutely no fucking friends for at least a week. I will now go wash my eyes with bleach, and for the future: I don't want to see any intimacy between you two that is not kid-friendly. James, from now on it will be your job to make him happy – but without making me puke all over myself. Understood?"

"Yes, Sirius. Thank you."

"I hate you so much right now. I will absolutely pay Moony to slap you across the face when he sees you next." Sirius looks at his brother and simply nods at him once, before going back upstairs.

Regulus frees himself from James' grip and sits down on the floor next to him. He pulls James back into his arms and kisses the top of his head.

"I love you," James whispers. "Really, really love you so fucking much."

"I love you, too."

2 Months later

Regulus unlocks the door to James' flat. He didn't move in with James but still lives at the Potter House (Effie insisted that she would die of heartbreak if all three boys moved out at the same time). He owns two drawers in James' wardrobe though and spends most of his weekend here until they go back to the Potter House for dinner on Sunday together.

He kicks off his shoes and quickly finds James in the living room.

"Hey, I didn't hear you come in."

Regulus hums and flings himself on James' couch, resting his head in his lap.

"Hard day?"

"Just annoying," Regulus shrugs, "The prospect of seeing you was the only thing that kept me from murdering someone today."

James interlaces their fingers. "What are you in the mood for now? What can I do to make you feel better, hm?" He leads Regulus' hand up to his mouth to kiss him.

Regulus smiles. "Dinner. Physical Touch. Tell me about your day. Sexy Times."

Physical Touch is Regulus' favoured way of asking his boyfriend for cuddles and kisses. It covers a rather broad area of non-sexual intimacy, but it usually means he wants to be held by James for an hour and just relax.

"In that particular order?"

"Not necessarily. You can tell me about your day before dinner." Regulus adjusts his position on the couch. James grabs a pillow and a blanket for him to make him comfortable. He kisses the back of his hand again and tells him about his day, about healer training and lunch with Sirius and Remus.

He also finally got to develop the new pictures he took of Regulus. His favourite picture shows Regulus on this couch, smiling lovingly at James behind the camera. It is now placed in a pretty frame next to the bed, on James' side.

Notes:

Rant start:

You know what, I'm just gonna say it: I'm glad they're making a new HP series.

I'm glad they do that because it will be easy to ignore. We don't need it. I don't give a flying fuck about Golden Trio anymore tbh. Besides we still have the rather recent movies - they don't need a remake. There won't be anything new in that show, it will just be the bigotry straight bitch fest JK Rowling dreams about.

With the video game, it was kind of hard (for me) not to buy it bc it looks great and being a part of a world that used to give you such comfort as a child seems like a dream. But I didn't buy it bc of all the obvious reasons.

If she made a Marauders TV show that would be the worst-case scenario - all of a sudden there would be an actual Marauders canon, a new fandom and new fandom wars, suddenly they could argue about a canon. We come here bc there is no canon. There is no JKR fucking everything up.

If she produced a Marauders show we'd get: white James, obsessive & borderline toxic Jilly, James-bashing bc JKR is in love with Snape, one-dimensional characters, evil & bullied Peter, black relationship between Sirius and Regulus, weird love triangle story between James, Lily and Remus maybe, BlackKinnon or even girly Marlene - or worse, both! No Slytherin Skittles, Dumbledore the good, etc etc etc

So, yeah, I'm glad she does the HP series bc it will be so easy to ignore & not to watch, it will tank. It will be a flop and I hope she puts a lot of money into it and loses all of it. At least we are left alone and can continue making everything as queer and diverse as we want to.

Rant End.

In other news, the thing with the pictures inspired me to write a sort of photographer-James and muse-Regulus one shot ? Like, I don't know shit about photography but whatever. James just being in love with Regulus and taking pictures of him all the time making him look pretty and all that... then some special photos may get leaked...

What do y'all think?