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Sidekick /// Dabi x f!Reader x Shigaraki (18+)

Summary: During a rescue gone wrong, a rookie sidekick catches the attention of two villains.

A/N: Thanks for 1k followers!! This is the fic that made me create a smut blog/lowkey inspired this. imho this might be the spiciest thing I’ve ever written 😳 also wanted to call out @kazooli​ because this is highkey inspired by her lol thanks queen

Tags/warnings: quirk kink, reader’s quirk makes other quirks stronger, noncon, threesome, lots of foreplay, outdoor sex, mild overstimulation, degradation, mild violence, threats, chronological/temporal inaccuracies, fucking long

You can hardly be blamed for not recognizing them. It’s only been three weeks since you debuted as a pro, and you’re not even really a hero. You’re a sidekick, and apparently you’re not important enough to have been briefed on the major villains you need to look out for. You’re just…doing your duty. Rescuing civilians indiscriminately. Stupid, naive little sidekick. It’s not your fault that the lives you just saved belong to the two most notorious villains around.

Still, Shigaraki can’t wait to see the look on your face when you find out.

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Forever and always AKB

I use to watch you as you slept.

I love your lips. soft… pink… warm…

ever so slightly parted, delicate.

id listen to your breath. every breath.

you were so peacfull.

and the soft contours of your body.

dim morning light through the window.

shades of blue and grey.

chest rising just to fall so smoothly down.

your naked body half coverd by sheets.

sheets that couldnt cover you if they wanted to.

my hands on your throught, you liked that.

That look in your eyes. you knew Id never hurt you.

youd inhale with a gasp a pleasure when I got it right.

Everything was always right. everything… right?

Now I know it will be. I know youll never leave.

a gentle thrust, a warm wet gush.

your life no more than a crimson river.

Down your chest, onto the floor.

everything you ever were is mine.

your lips part. and that look in your eyes.

pure. nothing. hopeless. love and everything.

the same as on the side of the road that drunken night.

cold steel, tender flesh. surrender to nothingness.

Youll always be my first and last.

My one and only. your love was mine.

and my life was yours.

Ill hold you in my arms. love you till your gone.

I never lied.

I can still taste you on my lips.

cold and crimson… our last kiss.

I don’t know what your edging at ,

But I can see you lips are drying up.

Slow down spitting that shit ,

Might make sense of it .

You talk to quick ,

For a brain to register it ,

Take a breather and enjoy it ,

The way, the words flick off

Your tongue

Don’t tell me you don’t like it,

Dirty ,

Is the best ,

We know you don’t like the rest,

Don’t make your tongue do that flick,

But you still think you look slick,

With a lollipop hanging out ,

Dribble round the tip,

Makes me fantasise

Of them sexy lips.

@trueemotions91

How does one promote their art to the public🙁 HAVE THESE IDIOTS!!!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH.

This was extremely hot 🥵

How about a HC where the female reader tries vabbing or wearing phermones in front of Hunter? smutty or spicy ofc.

Ohohoho... okay if you really wanna go down that road, I'll be happy to be your driver :P Mind the warnings, this is going to be a heavy ride. Remember it's my mind we're in. Don't say I didn't warn you. Using pherhormones on a guy like Hunter who has a hard time not being all over you as it is? Damn, you are brave, gotta give you that. Gosh I hope I didn't go to far with this. I'm sorry I went haywire, but this was just to good to let it pass as softy smut. I'm really miffed though, cause we had a blackout in the middle of writing, so I had to rewrite half of it one more time and it feels like it's not as good as the first version *tired sigh* Still this is pretty raw, so heads up.

18+

Hunter x Fem!Reader - Out Of Control - Smut One Shot

Warnings: SMUT 18 + / Much Filth / PiV Sex / Oral / Dub Con /Dom Hunter / Animal Hunter / Fingering / Slight Chocking / Rough Hard Sex / Sex Pollen Trope (Kinda) / Hair Pulling / Anal Tease / Anal Fingering / Spitting /Messy

"What do you need this stuff for anyway?" asked Tech critically as he handed you the vial.

You smiled sweetly at him "An experiment, for science, so to speak".

Tech nodded slowly "That's the only purpose I'd let you use it for".

As you turned to walk out of the cockpit, he held you back by the shoulder and looked at you urgently.

"Be careful with that, those are concentrated pherhormones, on an average man that can have a violent effect. A guy who can't control himself might get some stupid ideas, I'm talking about men with low inhibitions."

"Are you worried about me?" you ask, amused.

Tech nodded seriously, "Of course I am, that's not a toy you have in your hand".

He tried to take the vial away from you and said, "I shouldn't have given it to you".

You dodged him and said, "Come on, I can take care of myself, like I said it's just an experiment."

Tech sighed and said seriously, "I've seen the way you look at Hunter, you're not thinking of using it on him are you? That would be an absolutely fatal idea."

You frowned and asked uncertainly, "Why?"

"Hunter's senses would go into overdrive as soon as he senses the pherhormones, he'd be all over you whether you want him to or not, such an amount of hormones will cause someone like him to black out, mindwise."

You looked at him, startled. Your gaze betrayed you and Tech sternly crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"This is a stupid idea" he grumbled "Hunter has a hard enough time keeping his hands off you as it is".

You looked at him questioningly, that made no sense, Hunter nearly always avoided you.

"It doesn't look like it," you remarked.

"He needs to keep some distance from you so he doesn't reach out on impulse or kiss you, that would be inappropriate, especially since you're not a couple, not yet anyway"

"You assume we're going to be a couple?" you asked with a grin.

Tech raised his infamous finger and said, "Well, since as far as I know you both have pretty strong feelings for each other, yes. But what I'm getting at, and what you should take much more to heart, is that this impulse, this perception would be amplified probably a hundredfold by the pherhormones. He would want you and take you, even against your will. Do you understand that? Hunter would no longer be in control, he would no longer be Hunter for the moment he would be under the influence of the concentrate."

You stared at Tech out of wide eyes.

"Oh"

"Yes, Oh, indeed. I take it you understand," he said sternly.

You glanced at the vial in your hand, about to hand it back to him, when you were interrupted by a comm message. Tech had to leave in a hurry, leaving you alone in the Marauder with the vial in your hand.

You looked at the vial in your hand and thought for a moment about where you could most safely get rid of it or stow it away, when a noise startled you. You flinched and wheeled around, at the same moment the vial slipped from your fingers and shattered with a clink on the metal floor.

"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

You stared at Hunter as if thunderstruck.

"You need to get out of here Hunter!"

He smiled, "What, why? I just came back here. You don't seem to be very happy to see me"

When he saw how panicked your look was, the smile froze on his lips.

"What's go-"

Hunter interrupted himself, straightening up and blinking several times, a bit like he was struggling with his own perception. When he looked at you again, his chest rose and fell heavily and violently. His eyes darkened. He gripped the edge of the upper bunks left and right and groaned. Sweat beaded on his forehead.

"You should run," he pressed out "Something's wrong with me.... I don't know what's going on, but you should really get out of here."

You looked at him, your heart beating wildly in your chest. He was standing in the middle of the walkway to the ramp, all you could do was escape to the cockpit.

"Shit."

You hastily turned away from him and sprinted, however, almost instantly you heard his quick footsteps behind you. You reached the cockpit, but he got a hold of you before you could lock yourself inside. You let out a startled scream as his hands grabbed you, he wasn't exactly gentle.

He rammed you against the wall, wedged you between his body and the wall. You had no time to say anything, his lips drove on yours hard and demanding with a growl that came deep from his chest, he tore off the cod piece of his armor and threw it carelessly to the floor, immediately pushing his hips between your thighs, grinding into you. You could clearly feel that he was already hard as steel.

What you felt was a mixture of arousal and fear, something that he probably sensed like everything else, but unlike usual, he didn't react to it at all, the pherhormones had completely taken over and thrown him off balance. Hunter was no longer the master of his actions, not really anyway.

He kept grinding into you, grunting, tearing at your clothes, impatient and wild, his lips still on your mouth, his tongue hunting for yours.

Hunter let go of you for a moment, dragged you to the bunks and pushed you into the next best one before he started tearing your clothes completely off your body until you were completely naked. You could see that he was breathing deeply, seeming to sniff almost like a loth wolf. Then his eyes fell between your thighs which he had forced apart with his knees.

He pushed you a little higher in the bunk, lowered himself with shoulders and head between your legs and took another deep breath, close to your pubic, which he released from his lungs stuttering and half moaning.

You couldn't help yourself, no matter how intimidating the situation was right now, you were wet and of course that didn't make the situation any less precarious, because combined with the hormones, this had to be beyond intense for Hunter.

His mouth descended on you so fast that you let out a curse.

"Fuck!"

His tongue was quick, immediately driving into your cleft and licking you out, wildly, hungrily, he took in your arousal and drilled you with his tongue, his hard length rutting into the mattress of the bunk, his nose nudging your clit. His tounge shoving into you again and again made you pant and whimper almost instantly. Hunter lapt at your sensitive entrance for a moment just to shove his tounge back into you a second later. It was so intense and it felt so good that you weren't sure if you even wanted to object anything he was doing to you.

"Hu-Hunter..." came hoarsely from your lips, but he didn't respond.

Your fingers clawed into the bedspread you were lying on, the intensity in your pubic rose abruptly, and you felt like the more aroused you were, the hungrier he was licking you out. On impulse, one of your hands went into his hair and took a good grip. He growled excitedly, not seeming to mind your hard grip on his hair.

You knew you were going to cum at any moment, Hunter working you mercilessly, you had no idea how he even drew breath in the process. Your swollen pearl being stimulated by the nudging of his nose while his tounge fucked you intensly was just to much.Your climax came violently, with trembling thighs and a little cry you couldn't suppress. But Hunter didn't stop, his tongue kept twitching in your pussy and his nose kept rubbing over your swollen, overstimulated clit.

"Hunter... Hunter, too much, Hunter stop!"

As you began to squirm, he jerkily grabbed your hips with both hands and pinned you down with a hard grip, surely leaving marks. He licked you out like he didn't want to miss a drop of your arousal, greedy and tireless. You twitched helplessly in his grip until he finally let go of you, just as the arousal was very slowly building up again.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, sat up, twitched your thighs, pulled his pants down a bit and his hard manhood sprang out from behind the fabric, leaking precum on it's velvety, swollen tip. He was girthy, thicker than you had anticipated. As you tried to sit up, he pushed you roughly back into the sheets, reaching into the back of your knees and pushing your knees almost to your shoulders.

"Hunter!"

One hand went to your neck, with his upper body he pressed your legs against your body. The hand on your neck squeezed, very mildly, but strong enough to be a warning. His eyes were so dark, almost black when your gazes met and he growled, "Shut up".

The next moment he pushed his cock rudely into your pussy and started thrusting, he started pretty directly with a wild pace and you didn't know if it was coincidence or not, but he hit just that one spot in your wet heat that made you see stars. Within seconds his gasps mixed with yours and he took you hard in your practically folded pose.

He didn't wait for you, he took you wildly and quickly until he came groaning deep inside you, rolling his eyes back into his head. He was all sweaty by now, just like you, and he was breathing hard, but his eyes were still dark and his cock that had just emptied inside you was still hard. He left your body and murmured, "On your knees, go!"

His voice was rougher than usual, deeper, at least that's what it seemed to you.

You hastily complied with his request, turning around, getting on your hands and knees. You yelped as he slid two fingers into your pussy and gathered up both of your releases, as he withdrew his fingers again and pressed between your buns on the tight ring of muscle between them, you sucked in a sharp breath with a hoarse moan.

"Hunter...don't..."

He rubbed your anus with both of your fluids. You bit your lower lip, it was odd, feeling so hot and wrong at the same time. You winced as he spit on your little hole and finally slid one of his fingers, rather roughly through the ring of muscle into your ass. The sensation was raw, hot and embarassing at once.

Automatically you wanted to crawl away from him, not because it hurt but you felt a strange shame crawling up in you, but his free hand reached into your hair and pulled you back toward him.

"Stay here!"

You yelped at the sudden sting when he pulled your hair.

The next moment his cock was back in your pussy and he was fucking you hard from behind while his finger was between your buns and he was holding you by your hair with his other hand. His hips slammed into your ass, skin smacking on skin, a very distinct sound that filled the ship, his cock making lewd noises in your cum filled slit.

It was a mix of pain, shame and arousal you felt, confusing, but fortunately the arousal outweighed everything else. His dick moving fast and hard inside you, the sounds it made, his panting, it was so hot that after all you felt your arousal come back.

Suddenly he slowed down, he let go of your hair, grabbed your shoulder, pulled his finger out of your butt with a wet little popp, which elicited a small yelp and pulled your torso towards him, kneeling lower behind you so you could slide onto his lap. Putting an arm around your shoulders, he held you tightly. His cock twitching impatiently inside you, you could hear Hunter breathing heavily, but he held perfectly still for a long moment. Your sweaty back stuck to his sweaty chest as you leaned against him like that.

"I'm sorry," you finally heard him say softly, almost whispering, close to your ear "I.... I didn't have any real control"

He felt terribly ashamed to have lost control like that. He was aware of what he was doing all the time, but it felt like his body was being controlled by others, pure animalistic lust. He was still as horny as can be, but he was able to pull himself back together to some extent. He felt that there had been a certain amount of fear on your end, but also lust, pure lust.

"I know," he heard you say, your voice hoarse and breathless "The pherhormones are to blame."

He blinked then said, "The thing you dropped when you got spooked?"

You nodded and said quietly "Yes, I was actually going to dispose of it because I didn't want to do the experiment I was going to do after all for safety reasons"

Hunter's cock twitched inside you again, making you jerk up as well.

"Sorry... do you want us to stop?"

He kissed your neck, he could understand if you wanted to get as far away from him as possible, but part of him hoped you wanted to keep going.

"It's your choice," he said softly when you didn't answer him right away.

You licked your lips and said hoarsely, "Fuck me."

He leaned you forward again onto your knees and began thrusting into you again, not quite as hard this time, but still quite wild. His and your release dripped and splattered everywhere, yours and his thighs were already smeared, as was the sheet beneath you. One of your hands moved between your legs and started playing with your clit.

Again the lewd sounds filled the marauder, his cock making the wet squelch noises in your pussy, naked skin slapping naked skin and the intensity in your core building rapidly again.

Panting Hunter asked, "You liked it when I was eating you out, right?"

"Hmmm very much so," you admitted with a moan.

He grinned, but you couldn't see that. Hunter would definitely do it again the next chance he got.

Your fingers danced over your clit as he fucked you from behind, his hands on your hips, thrusting into you again and again in rapid fashion. Your cunt started clenching hard around his cock, making him grunt.

"Hnngh... I'm close," he warned you.

"Same! Give it to me Hunter!"

He picked up the pace, fucking you harder, the noises, feeling and mess intensifying.

As you came and your climax jolted through your body like an electric shock, his thrusts began to stutter, just like his gasps. Just as your orgasm slowly ebbed with a gentle pulse, you felt his throbbing cock release inside you.

It took you a moment to catch your breath, both of you were sweaty and shaking.

You looked around and said, "Hunter..."

He gently left your body, still breathing heavily.

"Huh?"

"We're in Tech's bunk."

There was silence for a moment and Hunter took a moment to reply, "...crap"

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Yes.

Can I req something? you know about the subspace one when the marauders love to tease the reader to death and they barely acknowledge that she's already far gone and it takes them two hours to get her back (frustrated, panic and tired) because she refuses to come back unless they continue to fuck her senseless. thanks!

warnings/content: marauders x fem!reader, a bit of marlene and lily but nothing sexual, voyeurism, really bad subspace, swearing, daddy!kink, BDSM, overstimulation, penetrative sex, mentions of oral sex, mention of being naked in a public area, use of pet names, mention of spanking/bruising

It’s painful if you really think about it, the eighth orgasm that trying to pull from you, but you can barely move, limbs heavy with lethargy.

“C-Can’t. N-No more.” You blubber desperately, reaching down with trembling fingers to anxiously push at Sirius’ navel to get him away. However, your arms are so thick with fatigue that your fingertips merely brush through the soft tufts of hair of his happy trail.

“Don’t complain. You’re lucky to get my cock.” The male sneers, hips pistoning into your own with such a hard pace that the only noises that spill from your lips are short, staccato mewls that are utterly pathetic.

“Hurts. Hurts so bad. C-Can’t cum anymore. Don’t wanna.” But yet you’re not moving, taking every hard thrust against your overworked cunt with appreciative nods of your head.

“Aww, you’re fine. Don’t complain.” Sirius snarks, reaching forward so he can roughly grab at your jaw and force your gaze upon his own. His calloused fingertips are melding bruises into the supple flesh of your mandible, forcing your swollen lips into a pout.  “You love it. Now take it like the good little slut that you are and I’ll think about giving you the attention you seem to be so desperate for.”

He drags his palms over the curve of your hips before he pulls your perspiring limbs up, forcing your legs up back so your knees are nearly level with your breasts while he wreaks absolute havoc on your cunt.

“Careful, Pads. You’re going to fucking break her in half if you’re not careful enough.” James breaks away from his intense liplock with Remus, his chest expanding with his deep lungful of hair he’s sucking between swollen lips.

“Sod off.” Sirius groans, readjusting so he’s sitting more of his weight on his calves as he ruts into you, paying close attention to the way your walls are clenching so tightly around him.

The discomfort of overstimulation that is broiling in your abdomen is slowly growing into a pleasure that has you crying out desperately for more. “S-So good. So good, Daddy.” 

“Yeah? You like that, you little cock slut? Look at your pretty pussy, puppy. Look at it take my big cock.” Sirius seeths through a clenched jaw, releasing his firm grip on your thighs to curl his hands around your hips and press your thighs closed once more. At this point, he nearly throws your two legs over his left shoulder so he has more control over your figure. 

The slight curvature of his hard prick has the mushroom head creating exquisite friction against your g-spot, which, in turn, has dazzling stars doing cartwheels along the ebony expanse of your closed eyelids. 

Every hard spasm of your walls around the thick girth of his cock has the boy grunting out obscenities that would make even Remus blush as your back careens off the mattress in a delicate arch. 

With the new position, you find that there’s a dull ache that bleeds along the expanse of your spine, but it’s ebbing on the border of euphoria. Your brain is absolute mush as your orgasm edges closer and closer from your periphery while the soft sounds of Remus and James snogging echo in your eardrums. 

You allow your irises to make a small appearance as you slowly open your eyes, directing your breathing through your nose so you can maintain your breathing. And that’s when it hits you, a white-hot, final burst of light that flashes in front of your eyes as your climax hits you hard and fast. 

You want so badly to watch as James anxiously tangles his slender fingers through Remus’ tangled curls, tugging at them with such desperation that Remus has to drink up every soft mewl that spills from James’ lips. 

Their tongues are dancing with an unseen tempo, lips puffy and swollen from how utterly brash and lewd the entire endeavor is in itself. And the sight of it all is nearly enough to anchor you back to your body but not quite. 

For you’re drifting off with a soft delicacy, so thick a haze churning in your skull that no matter how many times you blink, you can’t seem to clear the sheening of tears over your irises. 

Sirius has spilled inside you, his seed thick and heavy inside your heat as he slides out with a soft sigh, releasing your thighs and allowing them to drop carefully onto the mattress. 

“One more.” You gasp as you turn over onto your belly, tightening your shoulders and pressing your cheek further into the bedsheets. You press your shoulder blades together and present your overused cunt to the males as you press your chest down and arch your back. “Daddy want your cock.” 

You can hear James detach from Remus with a soft gasp when he traipses over to you, hooking his hands under the bend of your waist and gently flipping you over so you’re seated on your bottom. 

Bruises from earlier endeavors that paint your backside are burning angrily and you cry out when you land so suddenly on your bum. “We’re all done, bunny. Remember when you told Sirius that you couldn’t take it anymore? You’re all done, poppet. Good job, m’love!” 

Your bottom lashes are growing heavy with the additional weight of impending tears as your bottom lip juts out in a begging pout. “One more. Please, Daddy.” 

You go to reach out, to cup his cheek, but James is catching your wrist in his large palm and pulling away. He barely registers the clouds that swim behind your pupils as he smears a soft kiss atop the tip of your nose. “Go to the bathroom, babydoll. Up now, come on.” 

You comply, and before they notice, you turn your head so they can’t register the tears that are now streaking down your crimsoning cheekbones as you hobble over to the bathroom. 

You go as quickly as possible, trying your very best to ignore the dull throb that zings up your spine when you accidentally brush over your throbbing clit, eliciting a soft cry from your lips. 

You stumble over to the water basin and slowly, lethargically wash your hands under the hot stream of water before shutting it off and smearing your hands over the large towel strewn haphazardly across the counter. 

“Now can I have your cock?” You raise an expectant brow as you grapple onto any available surface to prevent yourself from toppling over completely while you make your way over to the brunet. 

“No, ‘m too tired,” James answers in an honest response, brushing his lips over your temple as he pats softly at your backside, lulling you to pull your arms up so he can slip an old t-shirt over your head. 

You want to be a good girl, but he’s not noticing, he’s not understanding how badly you need this. You grab at his broad, muscled shoulders when you nearly keel over with how heavy your legs suddenly are.

When the flimsy, cotton t-shirt is covering your bare figure, you try once again. “Please, Daddy?” But you’re directing your question at Remus, flashing your best attempt at puppy dog eyes. 

“Sorry, bunny.” Remus chuckles as he slips a fresh pair of boxers over his hips. “Just all got soft. Maybe next time.” 

“We literally gave you eight. What kind of needy little cock whore are you?” Sirius snarks as he slips his own t-shirt over his head but nonetheless turns around the bed to pull you into his side and press an endearing kiss atop your ahead. “But good job, pup. Did really well for us tonight.” 

You nod blearily, shaking your head with hidden dejection, and slip out from his embrace to go sit down atop James’ mattress, or such is what they think. However, when their backs are turned, your slipping out of the door and padding down the hallway to find the stone steps. 

You were deep in subspace but now it’s even worse, especially with the snarky, yet teasing comment Sirius had just thrown in your direction. Sure, he meant well but you weren’t in the right headspace to see such intentions. 

You’re long gone before you’re able to hear their curious questions pertaining to your whereabouts as you find yourself in the Gryffindor common room. It’s late at night, nearly two in the morning, and so you find yourself momentarily disoriented as you try and find the entrance up to the girls’ dormitory; your room. 

The chill from the stone is biting into the soles of your feet as you slowly, and quietly pad up the steps to find your shared bedroom with Lily and Marlene. You’ve been able to choke back the sobs that have been churning in the back of your throat as you curl your fingers around the brass handle, but now you can’t as you push through the now-open door with a soft cry. 

“y/n? Oh, hunny, what’s wrong? Why the tears, m’love?” Lily cooes quietly as she rushes over to your quivering figure, fingers hovering so tentatively around your arms as your back collides with the door and you slide down. 

“It hurts so bad!” You blabber through waterlogged lashes, your chest heaving as you swallow shaky lungfuls of air. 

“What did they do? Tell me what they did.” Marlene is most definitely not happy, her blonde brows pulled in so tight there are hard lines drawn across her forehead. She’s pissed. 

And the sight only brings on another onslaught of heavy tears, as through your degenerative headspace, you think she’s mad at you.

“I’m sorry!” You wail curling your bare legs up to your chest and with a quick glance, Lily can see that you’re completely bare down there.

There’s no way on Godric’s green Earth that you’d ever willingly walk all the way across the common room without any bottoms on in a healthy mindset. And so with such an inkling, she completely sinks to her knees, cradling you to her chest as she speaks quietly with Marlene. 

“Don’t be sorry, dove. You’re alright. Tell me what happened.” She coos, pressing a freckled cheek to the top of your head as Marlene squats down to pat endearingly at your bare knee. 

Through it all, any bashful secrecy is thrown out the window. “Wanted to be a g-good girl. And they w-wouldn’t let me be one! Couldn’t even make R-Remmy hard. I’m not good enough to make them hard anymore!” You cry, the two girls trying their best to get you away from the wooden door. 

“Darling-” 

There’s suddenly a combination of fervent knocks against the door, the kind where someone is pounding their fists against the wood rather than delicately knocking as they should. 

Lily knows exactly who it is, and so she doesn’t bother getting you to cover up your bottom half as you cry into her shoulder. 

When the two females don’t respond, the male behind the door takes it in himself to shoulder in, face a ghostly pallor at your presence. 

“Princess.” Sirius rushes over, nearly dropping to his knees at the sight of you. 

“Don’t ‘princess’ her.” Marlene nearly snarls, shooting the brunet an angry glare as the other two come stumbling in. 

“Daddy.” You whine through your thick tears, pushing feebly away from the ginger’s firm embrace to go tumbling into Sirius’ open arms. 

Lily isn’t offended by the act, rather, she’s upset with their sudden entrance and the fact that they’re the reason you were put into such a bad mental state in the first place. “What are you doing here?” She crosses her arms over her chest. 

You’re burying yourself further into Sirius’ chest, nosing at the sensitive junction between his neck and clavicle as you attempt to soothe your whimpers. Sirius parts his lips to argue until he hears you sniff audibly before you cry out with the soft brush of his sweatpants over your sensitive bundle of nerves. 

“She was fine. You know we’d never do anything to make her feel uncomfortable or upset.” Sirius tells the redhead as he rises, holding onto you like a mother koala would carry her infant.

“Bullshit. Because she came to us crying.” 

“C’mere, bunny.” Remus sighs softly as he steps closer, and you listen, allowing the lankly male to pull you away from Sirius so you can latch onto him. “You alright, baby? Come back f’me.” He pets at your hair as he finds your bed, trying your best to distract you from the quarrel between Sirius and Lily who are only arguing for your wellbeing, of course.

Remus sits down atop your mattress, pulling you away a little bit so he can get a good view of your visage. “Hi, pretty girl.” He murmurs softly, brushing away the strands of hair that have managed to stick to your face with your hot, waterlogged cheeks. 

“Hi, Daddy.” You blubber, sniffling dramatically as you subconsciously jut anxiously against his clothed, muscled thigh. “Am I good, Daddy?” 

“So good, dove. Best ever.” 

“Why can’t I get you hard anymore?” You blubber anxiously, falling forward so your head is smearing against his clavicle. “‘M not pretty enough.” 

“Baby,” Remus gasps softly, encasing your rouging cheeks with his soft palms, which are such a stark comparison to the roughness of his fingertips. “You made me cum twice. Twice! I can’t go more than that, m’love. I can’t take it like you can. My strong, strong girl.” 

“Took our cocks so well.” James muses from behind, sponging delicate kisses along your shoulders before traveling up the back of your jugular and then to the back of your ear. 

“Sod off, James.” Marlene spits as she sits down beside Remus on the bed. “C’mere, pup. Let me dry your tears now.” She croons and you don’t hesitate to listen, slowly sliding off Remus until your head rests atop the cushion of Marlene’s thighs and your bare calves are left on Remus’ lap. 

“No need to cry, pretty girl.” The blonde cooes quietly, brushing the pads of her thumbs over the streaks of tears that have fallen and cleaning your cheeks from the pain that once resided there. “You’re alright.”

“Daddy’s mad.” 

“Daddy’s not mad at all, puppy.” Sirius voices from behind you, as apparently he and Lily have finished their argument. “And s’not Daddy anymore, m’love. It’s Sirius, yeah?” 

“S-Sirius?” You turn so you’re no longer facing Marlene, but rather Sirius. 

“Yes, puppy. Sirius. You did so well for us, baby. Good job. Come back fo’ us, yeah? Come back to me.” He grapples onto your hand, pressing his lips to your knuckles before his lips stretch into a simper. 

“Please,” James whines quietly, rubbing his palm up and down your palm and squeezing softly at the sore muscle. 

“Don’t wanna. Want your cock. One more time. Wanna be a good girl. Please.” 

“No, baby.” 

Then you’re getting up, scrambling off their laps, and standing up as tears teeter on your eyelids once again. “Please.” 

The only person you haven’t attempted to persuade is James and you’re sinking to your knees beside him on the floor, and saddling over his lap (for he’s sitting on his arse), and curling your arms around his neck. “Want your cock just want more time, please, Daddy.” 

“It’s James, bubba. You know that.” His hands are steady against your hips as you wind yourself up in him, fingers scratching at the hair at the back of his neck. 

It’s been thirty minutes at the boys are beginning to grow worried. 

Then the time bleeds into an hour and you’re still whimpering for them to fuck you. 

And then it’s two. 

Under any normal circumstances, they would comply. But tonight was the night they managed to pull eight orgasms from you, which is something they’ve never been able to do before. They pulled you right over the edge and now they don’t know how to reign you back in. 

They have you curled up on Lily’s mattress with an old stuffie between your arms while Remus pets at your hair to calm you down. 

Sirius, James, Lily, and Marlene are standing, biting anxiously at their thumbs as they observe your quivering figure with Remus. 

They’re exhausted, it’s nearing 4:30 in the morning but they’re not going to bed with the impending risk of sending you to bed with such a mindset. But that’s not an issue because you’re barely tired. You’ve been wired ever since they overworked you, begging for more and it’s not as though they can soothe you. 

They’ve offered for you to get them off one more time, to get Lily or Marlene their orgasm, but you want your own. Eight wasn’t enough.

Normally this was strange because when you typically slipped into subspace, you were a babbling mess for their cocks, and now it was your own orgasm. 

But then you’re puncturing their timorous stupors when you roll over onto your back, still fingering the fringe of the worn-out stuffed animal, eyelids growing heavy with fatigue. “Remmy?” Your voice is meek as you sit up. 

“Yes, darling?” He kisses softly at the inside of your wrist. 

“Can we go to bed in your bed now?” 

They’re all collectively releasing that big breath that they had been holding for hours as you loop your arms around the freckled boy’s neck and allow him to pull you from the mattress. 

“Yes, baby. Of course, we can.” 

The walk back to the boy’s dormitory is a silent one, and it takes a couple moments for Remus to pull you away from his torso, but when he does, you’ve changed your mind and now you want to sleep with James. 

They don’t argue, knowing you’re still in a delicate state of mind and they only murmur words of appraisal until they know for a fact that you’re deep in sleep.

That’s when James pops that silent bubble (thankfully not waking you) and announcing his opinion on the little wager the three of them have going. 

“Ha! She chose me. Now, pay up, boys. Daddy’s getting moola tonight.” 

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