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Regulus had never seen his brother mad at James before. They were best friends. James' parents were the ones who took Sirius in when he ran away from home. Sirius owes James and his family a lot.
But looking at Sirius now, he was mad alright.
Remus was holding Sirius back. One of his arms wrapped protectively around Sirius' waist, the other wrapped around Sirius' shoulder, in an attempt to stop him from lashing on James.
Regulus was amazed, and a little afraid. He should be, since he's the reason this started. He was the reason a strain was created in James and Sirius' friendship. In his defense, he didn't expect that Sirius would take his side. James and Sirius treated each other like brothers.
"You, asshole!" Sirius snapped at James, his glare was fiery. "You hurt my brother. You hurt my brother!" he screamed. It got repititious. Sirius screamed the same line again and again while trying to get out of Remus' hold.
James was just standing in front of Sirius, refusing to meet his friend's eyes. Regulus didn't know what James was feeling. Lily was standing behind James, holding onto his arm.
Regulus heart hurt. It was so painful that if Evan wasn't holding onto him, he might have collapsed to the floor. His friends were behind him, their hands all clenched in a fist. Regulus knows they're just stopping themselves from lashing out at James as well. They were not in their territory. They were in the Gryffindor common room. It would start more scandals and gossips.
"Let's get you to bed, Regulus," Evan told him. Remus heard it and nodded at Evan.
"Bring him back to your room, I'll take care of things here," Remus said. Evan nodded back at their senior and led Regulus out of the common room.
Regulus never knew how they arrived back at the Slytherin common room. All he knows is that Evan dragged him back and tucked him to bed.
Barty was sitting in the couch inside their room, hands pressed together, his fingers intertwined. His elbows leaned on his knees as he stared at Regulus' back. Regulus can feel his stare piercing the duvet.
"I'm gonna kill him," Barty said in a low voice. "I swear, I'm not gonna let him live another da—" his sentence was cut off by Regulus sniffing. In a split second, Barty was already sitting beside him on the bed wiping his tears.
"Stop fucking crying, Regulus. Potter doesn't deserve your tears," Barty whispered in a hard voice.
Regulus sat up and faced Barty. "Am I not enough?" he asked in a broken voice. Barty immediately glared at him as he cupped his face with both hands.
"Shut the hell up, Regulus. You're worth everything. If Potter doesn't see that, he's blind as fuck," Barty replied. "You're enough. You're smart, you're beautiful, you care for those who are important to you."
"But he left me for Lily..."
"And he should regret that. A lot of people would die just to be with you," Barty said.
Regulus shook his head. "No, none would..."
Barty's jaw clenched. He avoided Regulus' eyes. "I would."
Regulus let out a small gasp. He was about to speak up when Barty met his eyes again and shushed him. "Just...let me," Barty whispered to him.
Barty leaned closer, his breath fanning Regulus' face. Regulus can smell the scent of sandalwood and maple. His eyes went to Barty's lips. It was pink, and it looked soft. He can tell why girls—and guys—go crazy over Barty.
"Come on, Reggie, kiss me," Barty mumured, his face getting even closer. Regulus almost swooned from the tension. But he couldn't help it, Barty's lips were temptation to the weak. And Regulus was a weak, weak man.
He wrapped his arms around Barty's neck, his fingers grasping on Barty's hair. Regulus pressed his lips against Barty's soft ones. He gasped at the sensation of feeling another set of lips on his. Barty took the parting of his mouth as a cue to invade it. His tongue went inside Regulus' mouth, sliding under his own tongue.
Their saliva mixed. Barty's tasted sweet and minty, the taste of Regulus' toothpaste. It was hot and arousing. Regulus shivered against Barty's body, his fingers tightening on Barty's hair.
"Fuck," Barty cursed against his mouth before pulling back. "You taste like strawberries."
Regulus panted. "I-It's Pandora's lip balm."
Barty smirked as his hands travelled from Regulus' cheeks to his hips. "You share lip products?"
Regulus nodded his head. Barty chuckled. "That's adorable, sweetheart."
Barty then went back to kissing him. Sucking, licking, and biting his lips and his tongue. Regulus even started to taste the strawberries Barty was talking about because that's how messy their kiss had become.
With their lips still connected, Barty pushed him to the bed gently. His lips left his and started kissing his jaw, down to his neck, leaving dark red marks. Regulus writhed and squirmed, his neck was a weak spot.
Barty guided Regulus' upper body to arch as he removed Regulus' shirt. Barty's fingers trailed across his stomach, stopping to grab his waist. Barty settled himself between Regulus' legs, his clothed, hard cock pressing against Regulus' own.
Regulus whimpered as he closed his eyes tight. Barty continued to trail kisses down from his neck to his stomach, nipping at the soft skin. Regulus clenched and unclenched his fist on Barty's hair.
Barty's kisses trailed even further down as he simultaneously pulled Regulus' pants, along with his underwear, off of Regulus. Regulus felt exposed as he opened his eyes and glanced at his nakedness. Barty was staring at him, something dark can be seen in his eyes. Regulus' cock twitched with the way Barty was bluntly eye-fucking him.
"You're so beautiful, Reggie," Barty said when their eyes met. Regulus felt his cheeks heat up at the sudden compliment.
Barty didn't spare another second. As soon as the words left his mouth, he was already going down on Regulus, putting Regulus' manhood inside his hot mouth. Regulus bit his lower lip to stop himself from moaning out loud.
Barty continued to suck at Regulus' cock but his hands were busy reaching for the bedside table.
"W-what are you...?" Regulus askes with much difficulty. It was very hard to speak when your hot best friend is currently eating you up.
Barty pulled back from sucking his dick. "Lubricant, do you keep those?"
Regulus felt himself turn red. Barty was looking at him intensely. "I-I...they're in the second drawer," he answered.
"Who do you use them with?" Barty asked as he busied himself with getting the lubricant from the drawer.
"Just...by myself," Regulus replied, closing his eyes in embarassment. He heard Barty's chuckle.
"You've never shagged anyone?" Barty continued to ask.
"N-no..."
"Even Potter?"
"E-even James..." Regulus said.
He gasped when he felt a cold sensation on his ass. His eyes snapped open. "B-barty..." he called in a broken voice. Barty looked at him and smiled. That rare smile he only offers to Regulus.
"It's okay, Reggie, I'm here," Barty told him. Regulus nodded. He let out a sigh of relief.
"Relax, Reggie," Barty instructed him, his finger probing in his asshole.
Regulus felt weird. It was uncomfortable. He never tried fingering himself, he only used his lubricant while masturbating with his cock. It was a new experience for him. But it wasn't a new one for Barty.
Barty started jacking his dick off in an attempt to make Regulus relax. And it worked. Regulus back muscles relaxed, the tension leaving them. Barty was finally able to put a finger inside Regulus' hole. It was still tight, but he can manage to thrust his finger in and out of Regulus' asshole.
Regulus gasped as he felt a different sensation down there due to Barty's finger reaching deeper into him. It was still painful, but there was also pleasure. Everytime Barty pushes in deep, touching that specific place, Regulus gasps and squirms.
Through his eyelashes, Regulus saw how Barty smirked as he continued to assault that spot inside him. And then, Barty used two fingers which made Regulus go absolutely feral. His left hand remained pulling on Barty's hair, hard, while his right hand slid to Barty's back, scratching on it.
He wanted to close his legs as the pleasure was too much. It brough tears into his eyes, his vision being invaded by black spots. His teeth digged deep into his lips, drawing a small amount of blood. But he couldn't snap his legs close. Barty was between them, his free hand holding his thigh, keeping it in place.
Barty then scissored him, stretching the rim of his asshole. "Agh!" Regulus moaned, he couldn't contain it any longer. It was too much. He can feel his hole loosening, giving way to Barty's third finger. Then, Barty started fucking him with three of his fingers, his middle finger reaching the weak spot inside him. Barty rubbed that spot before pulling his fingers out, and then slamming it back in and rubbing the same spot again. He did it for almost five minutes until Regulus couldn't take it anymore.
Regulus held onto Barty's arm in an attempt to stop his hand. "T-too m-much..." he whimpered. He heard Barty's low chuckle.
"Is it really too much, Reggie?" Barty asked.
Regulus nodded his head weakly. He can feel the strength leaving his legs.
"Then how can you take the main event? My cock is better than my fingers," Barty asked again. Regulus avoided Barty's eyes. How can Barty even say it with a straight face?
Suddenly, he felt something hard poking against his hole. He didn't have to ask what it was because the next second, Barty was already pushing his cock inside Regulus.
He can feel Barty's cock throbbing with every thrusts he makes. The veins outlining his dick was also too prominent for Regulus not to notice. Barty's cock was long and thick, it reaches his stomach.
"Fuck, you take me so well, Reggie," Barty told him. He was looking at the way he was fucking Regulus raw.
Regulus, on the other hand, cannot muster a response. He was so lost in pleasure and lust. Barty's cock was filling him up to the brim. He couldn't form coherent words to answer Barty and all he could do was moan and whimper while being fucked.
Barty started jacking Regulus' cock up and down as he continued to thrust in and out of Regulus' asshole. He found Regulus's prostate again, confirming it with the tightening of Regulus' back muscles on his dick. Barty rubbed and pressed his sweet spot everytime his cock would fill him up.
It was the repeated assault of his prostate, mixes with Barty jerking him off, that made Regulus come undone. His semen spurting on his own and Barty' s stomach, and some dripped down on the bedsheets.
But Barty continued fucking him, chasing his own orgasm.
After a few more thrusts from Barty, Regulus felt a hot liquid filling him up. Barty pulled out and just stared at his asshole twitching as his semen dripped down Regulus' thighs.
"Fuck" Barty cursed as he lay down beside Regulus. Regulus was shivering, his legs trembling.
"Come here, Reggie," Barty called as he opens his arms for Regulus to lie in. Regulus moved closer and hugged Barty's waist. "Sleep first, we'll clean up in the morning," Barty whispered to him as he felt him kiss his forehead.
Regulus nodded in tiredness. He really has to sleep.
* * *
Regulus limped throughout his class as his friends stiffled their laughters. Barty, on the other hand, looked so red, he might as well explode.
"You disturbed our sleep, Reggie. Your moans were so loud that it even woke up the others," Evan teased. Regulus glared at him but they just laughed at him again.
On their way to the dining hall, they came across James and Lily who was also on the way in. James and Regulus' eyes met. Regulus avoided his eyes and was about to go inside when James called for him.
"Regulus," James said, his voice clipped and not energetic. "Can we talk?" he asked.
His friends were about to 'shoo' James off when Regulus raised his hand in front of them. "Sure, okay," he replied.
James whispered to Lily before leading him out of earshot. Lily and Regulus' friends went inside the dining hall, leaving him with James alone.
"You're limping," James commented suggestively
Regulus felt himself turn red. He remembered how his friends said that he was moaning too loudly. It didn't reach their common room, right? He asked himself.
"I just fell down the stairs on the way down," he said as an excuse, but James raised his eyebrow.
"Your neck is full of hickeys," James replied in a matter-of-fact voice.
Regulus got irritated. So what if his neck is full of hickeys? James shouldn't be concerned of him since he went back to Lily, and destroyed their relationship first. "I don't think I need your opinion," Regulus heard himself say.
James frowned and held his arm. "You slept with someone last night?!"
Regulus avoided James' eyes but James held his chin with his other hand, forcing him to look back at James. Regulus swallowed thickly. "So what? Why does it matter to you if I shagged someone?!"
"Is this your revenge for me getting back with Lily?" James asked.
Regulus let out a laugh. He wished he didn't look pathetic in front of James, because it's not the time to receive James pity. "Revenge? You flatter yourself too much, Potter. I shagged someone because I want to, because I can. It's not some kind of revenge for something you did. Not everything is about you."
James looked hurt, and angry. "So who was it?"
"Who was what?" Regulus asked back. He just wants to get away from James.
"The one you slept with. What's his fucking name?!" James questioned, a little louder.
"Like I said, I don't see why this concerns you!" Regulus snapped.
"It concerns me, you're my boyfriend!" James snapped back, as if frustrated.
Regulus looked at him incredulously. "I was your boyfriend. Was, James! You were the one who left me first! You were the one who I should be frustrated at!"
James swiped his hand on his face. "Just tell me who you fucking slept with!"
"It was Barty! It's Barty, for God's sake! There, I told you, so stop bothering me!" Regulus replied. He pushed James out of the way and went straight inside to the dining hall.
Barty guided him and helped him sit beside him. "So, did you punch him?" he asked.
Regulus leaned his head on Barty's shoulder. "I was hoping you would, later."