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James Potter’s lack of presence somehow made Regulus more needy for him than he usually was.
Their relationship had been off and on, and even when it was on, it was more holding hands when no one was looking. They had a mutual agreement that they liked each other, that they were attracted to each other, but it went unsaid.
Even though they only held hands, they had gotten a little more of an eyeful of what the other one looked like.
James had seen Regulus in just his underwear when he accidentally walked in on him, and the younger man knew that he stared longer than a second. He, of course, acted upset and told him never to do that again. But, deep in the night, he had imagined the scene playing out again and again. The alpha staring at him with those longing eyes, placing his hands on his hips while going further and further down until his hands went to places where no one else had been.
But Regulus wasn’t exactly slick either. The same thing had happened to him, but he was in the position of James.
Seeing each other like that was bound to happen at some point. They lived in the same house (The Potter’s House) with thick doors where you couldn’t hear someone say “You can come in” when you knocked. That meant people would lock if they wanted privacy. But sometimes they forget to lock.
So when Regulus found himself in that position, he acted just about the same way James had. He stared at him, taking in the sight of James Potter in all his glory. His boxers were down, showing off his happy trail and a V line that had led to several scenarios that plagued the omega night after night. In the past he had heard it be called a ‘sex line’ and ‘cum gutters.’ Hearing it be called those did something for him. Vulgar names had always been just that, vulgar, but thinking about James in that way didn’t feel weird. It fit, in a way.
Despite their obvious attraction to each other, they had been apart for a few weeks. No fight had gone on, nothing said, just disappointment from both ends that nothing was going forward, but neither of them had the courage to talk about it.
It was so out of character for James. He was always so open about his feelings, always so out there and letting the world know his opinions. But with Regulus, there were so many times the omega felt like there was a whole war going on in the alpha’s head that he didn’t tell him.
But, at horrible timing, his heat came around.
Regulus knew his heat schedule pretty well and made sure to book a hotel room weeks in advance where he could ride it out himself (literally). He had all the supplies he needed at those times and even if it felt irritating to not have any real person, the suffering was better than the humiliation of having to get someone to help him. The sight of a member of the Black family begging for cock like a whore… Regulus had already brought enough disappointment, he didn’t want to add another to the mix.
It was a blessing that he wasn’t outside where just anyone could smell him. The blessing got even better with the fact that everyone was gone for a few days. Jame’s parents were gone on a vacation while Sirius and Remus were on some adventure. It was a vague description, which made Regulus not want to look into it further.
Though, technically not everyone was gone… Fucking James Potter. The alpha he wanted most. The alpha he couldn’t have.
Being with James Potter was out of the picture, that just wasn’t going to happen. He couldn’t just go up and ask ‘hey can you fuck me through this heat,’ it was pathetic. James would laugh in his face and be a dick instead of giving his dick. Regulus wasn’t in the mood to be insulted and shamed, at least not in that context.
As said, Regulus wasn’t outside of the house, but he wasn’t inside his room. He had been in the kitchen when the force of the heat hit him.
He felt his pants soaking with slick and his inner thighs growing hotter by the second. He knew he was fucked, or rather, that he needed to get fucked.
Was his smell going around the house? He hoped not, he prayed not, there wasn’t any part of him that was somewhat hoping James would come down and sweep him off his feet. Definitely no part, not at all. There was no way he was imagining him the way he had so many times while holding onto the counter with white knuckles.
His body grew hotter and hotter, like he was dying in a desert. In the desert, he’d be crawling for water, but here, he was crawling for something so desperate. There was so much shame there.
Then, he passed out.
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“Regulus… Regulus, are you waking up?” The voice was deep and concerned. Though deep, it had some youthfulness to it, not the kind of deep a wise old man would have. Was that what angels sounded like?
Had he died?
When he opened his eyes and saw those dark brown eyes staring down at him, he wished that he had.
“Fuck.” Regulus mumbled, bringing a hand up to rub his forehead.
He could feel his back against something hard, but smooth. Definitely polished wood, which was what the Potter’s kitchen floor was made of. Knowing that he was there began to flood his head with the memories of what had happened prior to his fall.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t want to move you in case you’d wake up and I didn’t know if I should wake you up or just let you sleep.” James sounded panicked. Despite how they had been treating each other for much too long, he was concerned.
“Well I’m awake now.”
“Yes… Do you want me to carry you upstairs… or take you somewhere else? Where do you want to go?”
James definitely knew Regulus was in heat. He could feel the slick pooling underneath him and he could feel the alpha’s own scent covering the room, no doubt mixing with his own. Slick wasn’t the only thing drenching his clothes, his shirt had sweat going through it practically everywhere. He was in no better condition than he had been when he had fallen, now only being heightened with the thing he wanted closer than ever to him.
“James…” Regulus was trying to give an annoyed version of that name but it instead came out as a beg. The same version that would be followed by a ‘please.’
“Yes?” The alpha moved closer, trying to be helpful but doing the complete opposite.
“I need…” God damn, every time he was trying to talk it just came out as horny phrases.
“Yes?” James repeated.
“Can you…”
The talking was truly counter productive, seeing as whenever Regulus said something, it came off as horny, which only made James more horny, which brought on more scents which only made Regulus more horny, which meant he had more reason to talK. It was truly a vicious cycle, one that Regulus was not interested in furthering.
“Do you want me to take you upstairs and leave you alone?” James asked, trying to see if he could fill in the gaps of what Regulus wanted. It wasn’t even gaps, there was nothing for there to fill.
Regulus nodded. That seemed like the best plan that involved Regulus being able to take care of himself and not having James be anywhere around him. As far away as possible.
“Okay, I can do that.” James didn’t waste a second before pulling the omega right up and into his arms. Bridal style. Regulus couldn’t process what was happening as he carried up the stairs. It felt against his will, or more like, he wanted it to be against his will. He didn’t want to do this.
It was strange, trying to fight between what his mind and body wanted. He knew that he did want this, even if he didn’t want to admit it.
But then that felt weird, knowing that he felt like this was against his will when this was the least shameful option available. Everything that he chose would have felt shameful to some degree. The option of standing up and walking to his room while not looking back wasn’t an option. So why did this feel as bad as getting fucked would?
Did that mean it just didn’t matter anyways?
“Do you want me to get you anything or do you want me to leave you alone and close the door?” No time had passed for Regulus but he was already in the bed, lying down while looking up at James. It wasn’t the type of looking up that he craved though. James wasn’t on top of him but instead to the side, looking down.
“I… I don’t know.” Regulus let out a groan.
“Right. Right, I understand.” James nodded. He was understanding, too understanding. Regulus should’ve just let him go, for both of their sakes.
“I don’t know.” Regulus repeated.
“Are you conflicted?” James asked. Regulus nodded. “I understand. Do you feel like you shouldn’t be able to have me help you? Like you’re going to bring some sort of shame or be some type of burden?”
James took the words right out of his mouth. The omega looked to the side, giving his answer without a verbal response.
“Oh Reg.” James put his hand on Regulus’s cheek, the one furthest from him. He placed it between the bed and the omega, not pushing his head back up but keeping him from turning completely away.
“You can tell me what you need. No ones going to judge you or get mad at you. I’m not telling anyone, so no one would know anything. You wouldn’t bring any type of shame, not that you would either way.”
“You’d judge me.” Regulus hated how his voice got soft. It was so dumb. Why did he care about what James thought? But he did.
“I wouldn’t judge you at all. It’s completely natural. You’re an omega, it’s what happens.” His thumb kept moving up and down. As the hand worked there, another one made its way to Regulus’s arm, moving up and down. “If you think you’ll be making me upset or like I’m doing some chore, that’s not it at all.”
James hand let his cheek. Regulus chased after the hand, moving his head back to follow it, which in turn made him face James. That must have been his plan, since the alpha was smiling right down at him.
“If you need someone to help you feel better, let me help you. Let me come inside.” There was a double meaning to that. It made Regulus shiver inside himself.
“Okay.” Regulus mumbled.
“Can I have a verbal consent? I want to make sure you’re completely okay with this.”
“I want this, James. I want you to do what you want to me.”
It was giving James’s control over his body. If he was going to do these things with him, might as well go out with a bang. His self respect was already out the window so he was ready to enjoy himself.
“I’ll do that. I’ll give you everything you need.” James started that promise with getting on top of him. He didn’t press his body onto his but used his arms to hold himself up. He was making sure he was covering Regulus, like he was completely his to take care of. But he still made sure not to put too much weight on him.
All his movements had James written all over it. It was all James. Every part of it was James.
Regulus put his hands near his hips and pulled down both his pants and underwear. He couldn’t use his hands to put them all the way down so he used his legs to shimmy them down more. He let out an audible sigh of relief when the air hit his body. The slick made it feel so much colder than it was, but that only served to ease himself.
When he looked down, James had already gotten his pants off as well. Maybe through magic or maybe because Regulus was so far gone in his mind to comprehend everything.
“How much do you think you can take? Do you think you can take me?” James asked, trying to accommodate for him. Regulus knew the alpha was straining in his pants and that having to wait this long was hard. It was hard on Regulus too, he understood.
“Yes. Yes, I can take you.” Regulus wasn’t sure about that, but he couldn’t wait another moment. He thought James would take a second to lube up or get a condom or do something but right away he slammed inside of Regulus.
He let out a scream that was filled with pain, pleasure, and surprise. It wasn’t a loud terrified scream, but it was still a scream.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” James asked, his voice suddenly the same it had been when they were on the ground in the kitchen.
“Yes, yes. I liked that. Please keep going.” Regulus begged, gripping onto James’s shirt. It was such a pity it was still on.
James began to thrust inside. Not too fast, but still more fast than what most people would start with. That didn’t even take into account the size of James’s cock. It made it even worse (or actually, better).
But almost like he could hear his thoughts, he moved his body. He didn’t stop thrusting but used the movement to pull his shirt right off.
Regulus watched it, his eyes shocked and amazed by the sight of him. His sharp muscles, his brown nipples, his dark brown happy trail that he had imagined so many times. He put his hands where his stomach was, rubbing his thumbs up and down the hard surface. How could a stomach be as hard as concrete but still be so warm and relaxing?
“I like your stomach too,” James did the same thing Regulus had done. He put his hands down to the omega’s stomach. Regulus thought it was sweet until he looked down there himself.
He was horrified when he saw the clear outline of James’s cock moving in and out of him. His slender stomach had an obvious bulge to it that was in tune with his thrusts. James wasn’t being kind about it, only moving faster when he saw Regulus see it. It only served to show it more.
“Alpha,” Regulus whined from embarrassment. He wanted to protest but having him inside was too good. It took care of that itch he had been dealing with for too long. He felt so at ease, even if embarrassed.
“It’s adorable. You’re so adorable.” James chuckled. He put his hands on the sides right near the bulge. His hands were big enough so that his thumbs could still reach to it. “Taking me so well. Just lay back and relax, let me take care of you.”
Regulus was in no place to complain. That’s what he needed. So he laid back and did as he said. He relaxed his body, letting his head roll back while a series of moans left his body. His mind was clouded with so much pleasure, pleasure he couldn’t even comprehend.
“You’re so pretty like this, just all in my control. I promise I’ll take care of you like this. Never hurt you or anything. Just let you have my cock whenever you want and fuck you full.” James seemed to really love how his stomach looked. Regulus had to admit, he did too.
“Fuck, do you want me inside or out?” James meant his knot. Too kind of him to ask.
“In. In, please, I’ll wash it out.”
Regulus didn’t want to wash it out for a long time. He was going to keep it in there for a long time.
James fulfilled his request and began to thrust harder than before. He kept thrusting and thrusting before finally groaning. His body was on top of Regulus’s again, showing even more dominance over him. Regulus was about as submissive as submissive could get. He was wide open for the alpha.
When he felt James start knotting inside of him, he pulled his neck to the side. One of the biggest shows of submission there were. He knew James wouldn’t mark him, but at least he’d show that he’d let the alpha do what he wanted.
The alpha grabbed him by the back of the neck and gently pulled his head up. He put his teeth to his neck, which caused a whine to leave Regulus. His teeth grazed it, threatening to bite, but he pulled back.
“One day,” James promised, and so far he had done all his promises. He continued his thrusting until the knot locked completely. He couldn’t pull completely out but was connected to Regulus.
His womb was being flooded with more and more of James’s cum. Regulus didn’t know when it would stop, it just kept on going. He wasn’t helping, his inner omega forcing him to milk his cock. He kept pulsing around it, despite not having his own orgasm. But even though he didn’t have an orgasm, he felt complete.
Regulus had satisfied his alpha, that was the main point of what he had to do. Just having done that was enough.
“You’re still wanting more,” James joked when Regulus was still going on. “We can continue in a bit. Let’s lay here until it deflates.” He kissed Regulus right where he had bared his neck.
“Maybe you just have a small stomach but I’m really filling you up.” James teased. His stomach had only grown since his knot had started. He didn’t even want to look down but he felt like the alpha wanted him to.
“I’m sorry,” Regulus didn’t know if he show say thank you or apologize for growing so big.
“Oh darling don’t apologize. I want to fill you even more. I want to fill you and plug you and take you around where everyone can see how full you are. I want to rub and feel it move under my touch. And then I want to press down and feel it allll come out and make a mess everywhere.” The details were so graphic but made Regulus so comfortable.
“Thank you.”
“Of course. Now relax sweetheart. I’m going to take care of you.”