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hp_fairytales, and I have NEW pretty boys in the apartment. Yes, the Vash and Nicholas wall hanging came today. I was worried there for a bit, but they came through. Now if only I would get a Llama hat in the mail, damnit! *shakes fist at the US postal service*
And in celebration of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jlarinda's birthday, have some smut. :p
This whole thing kind of makes me wish I'd stolen the Seme/Uke paddle that was left in the bathroom stall at AFO.
Title: Revenge
Rating: NC17
Fandom: HP
Characters: James/Regulus
Note: This is loosely based on happenings atjlarinda's RP, avoria_academy. I apologize if this is nothing like the RP, I'm not actually involved in it. :p It involves rape and revenge and dom/sub boy!sex. If you are not comfortable with any of those things, please don't read it. Thanks.
“Hey, what in the bloody hell do you think you’re doing Pott-“ Regulus lost his voice with his breath as James pushed him roughly against the wall next to the tapestry detailing the Troll Wars. His head cracked on the wall, making James’ face seem to tremor slightly with each throb that surged through Regulus’ brain. He coughed and brought his hand to the back of his head. No blood. Pity, then he’d have something to use against James. “You’ve got no right to touch me Potter.”
James stared at him, the disgust and contempt fighting to break out from their places behind his irises and concentrate into a beam with which to burn a hole in Regulus’ skull. James’ face grew steadily redder, and then he started sputtering. “N-no right? No right!” James reached out his right hand and curled his fingers around Regulus’ neck, pinning him to the wall by his upper vertebrae. “I don’t have the right to give you the beating you deserve, you you have the right to hurt my friend?”
Regulus stared back at him, scanning his memory through everything he’d done to one of the James’ friends in the last week that would upset him this much. Then, with a slight jerk of his cock, he remembered Remus. Remus who was always quiet and vulnerable next to his brother, and even more so alone. Remus who was a filthy mudblood and deserved what he got.
Regulus’ lips curled into a sneer. “Why, Potter, are you feeling sorry for the poor, ickle mudblood? Or is it that you’re jealous that I went to visit him instead of you?”
A low growl started at the base of James’ throat, causing his Adam’s apple to vibrate. Regulus focused on it and struggled to breathe as James dug his fingers deeper into his neck, the tips of the nails biting into the skin. He pulled Regulus away from the wall by his neck and shifted him to the left, then he threw him and Regulus braced for the impact, but it didn’t come.
Regulus tripped backwards, caught in the tapestry until he finally fell out of it, into the total darkness of the hidden passage. He dug through his robes for his wand. “Lumos,” he cried as James stepped around the tapestry after him, wand out.
They stood, wand to wand. Regulus’ was glowing and casting James’ shadow on the cloth behind him, twice his size. It was an impressive vision. James advanced on him. He was whispering and Regulus held his breath in an attempt to hear. “..think you can just use people. You think no one matters except your precious blood line. People are more important than that.”
Regulus took a step back as the tip of James’ wand neared his chest. He forced out a laugh. “Important? Don’t make me laugh Potter. Being my come bucket was the highest calling that piece of shit mudblood will ever have.” James advanced again and Regulus took another step back. This time his heel hit the stone of the inside wall of the passage. James pressed the tip of his wand into Regulus’ collar bone. “You don’t know what a calling is. I do though; my calling is to make you bleed.”
Regulus breathed in deeply to try and stop the shaking that was beginning in his fingers and threatening to take over his whole body. He wanted to touch his throat because it ached and he could still feel James’ fingers on it. He wouldn’t though, couldn’t show any fear. He lifted his chin and stared James in the eye, hoping his face captured as much contempt as was being funneled towards him.
“Do it then Potter, you haven’t got the balls it takes to really hurt someone.” He lowered his voice to a whisper. “To violate them the way I did with that filth you call a friend.”
James’ wand burrowed into the skin of his collar bone, the muscle tightened and protested the intrusion. Then the wand was pulled away. He pointed at the tapestry. “Silencio,” he shouted, and then turned back to Regulus. "You’d be surprised what you’re capable of, Black, if someone gives you enough reason.”
Regulus huddled against the wall and tried to calculate how many steps it would be to the tapestry. “Now, now,” said James, shrugging out of his robes and rolling up his sleeves. “You wouldn’t think of running, would you? You know I’d just find you elsewhere.” Regulus didn’t move as James turned the wand back on him. “Come on, out of the robes.”
Regulus complied, worried, for the first time in his life, of being alone with James Potter. He dropped his robes in a pile at his feet and James nodded. “Hands behind your head,” he barked. And Regulus did that too, the still glowing wand falling into his robes and casting more shadows on the walls.
“Bindus,” James said, and ropes from nowhere crawled up Regulus’ arms and tied tight at his wrists. James stepped in close to him and reached around his neck to check the ropes. “Good,” he said under his breath. Regulus breathed in the smell of sweat and anger. Regulus knew that unchecked, that anger would consume them both.
James kneeled in front of Regulus and put the wand between his teeth. Then he started to undo Regulus’ belt buckle and trousers. The straps and buttons and zippers moved quickly under slender, deft fingers. James tugged, his fingers in the belt loops, and Regulus found himself with his trousers and pants around his ankles. James stared at Regulus’ naked crotch, and then reached out and wrapped his hand around the dangling cock, squeezing with the same pressure he used on the boy’s neck minutes before.
Regulus whimpered and James looked up at him. “What, you can give it but you can’t take it?” he spat. Regulus said nothing and looked off towards the tapestry, trying to hide his traitorous face. James pulled on Regulus’ cock again, causing the boy to fall onto his knees. The sudden impact of bone on stone made Regulus cry out. Both on their knees now, Regulus stared at James. James smirked and pulled the belt loose from Regulus’ trousers. The leather made a quiet, sharp snap as the tip popped out of the last loop and bounced off the floor. “Bend over,” James said.
Regulus huffed. He would not. “Potter, I don’t know what you think-“ James grabbed the back of Regulus’ head and shoved him sideways. Regulus tried to block the land with his elbow, but caught most of the force with his cheek. He bit his tongue and could taste the sweet metallic blood as it mixed with his saliva.
He didn’t have to time to enjoy it; James was now standing over him. The first blow from the belt landed on his ass cheeks, the resounding slap bounced around the passage walls and between his ears.
Regulus didn’t whimper, he didn’t even bite his lip. Having gotten no reaction, James continued to rain blows down on him, harder and harder, until he could feel the pain in his teeth. He could feel the flesh on his ass warp around the leather edges with each blow.
When James stopped, the cacophony of the passage way died down. The only sound was the heavy panting coming from above Regulus. He took the opportunity to roll over onto his back. The coolness of the stone felt good on his welts. The two boys watched each other, unsure of what to expect from the other. James stood prone, his fingers wrapped around the belt so tight they’d gone white. Regulus laid out on the floor, his face also white in the glow from the wand. He tried to yell, but his throat constricted, and all he could manage was a whisper. “A-are you finished?”
James dropped the belt and fell to his knees. He leaned over Regulus, his hands on either side of the boy’s head. “Why? Do you want something more?”
What Regulus wanted, was to run away, but he wouldn’t give James the satisfaction, even if he was also too afraid to make a stand. He lay there, waiting for what could come next. “I think you do,” James said then. “I think you deserve something more, at least.” James pushed off the floor and stood back up. His white fingers working again at buckles and buttons, but this time they were his own. He hurriedly pulled his trousers and pants down, fighting briefly with his shoes before he finally got the lot off. He stood over Regulus in his shirt, tie and socks, and kicked the boy’s legs apart. “I think you need to know how it feels.”
James dropped to his knees again and grabbed Regulus’ ankles, yanking them apart and up. He pulled Regulus’ calves over his shoulders. The welts burned as they scraped across the floor. Regulus’s whole lower body tensed as he listened to James stroke his own cock, trying to get it hard.
The pain and welts didn’t compare to the pain Regulus felt as James shoved his cock into Regulus’ anus. There was tearing and warmth and the sheer force, which caused Regulus to slide backward, bouncing the back of his head over the floor of the passage. Every time James pulled out Regulus felt a release, but that only made the next time worse as James drove into him over and over and over.
Regulus’ calves were pinched, his ass cheeks were raw, and his head throbbed from being drug back and forth across the bumps in the stone. And yet, he still felt that Lupin had deserved it. Besides, he hadn’t been this savage, had he?
James groaned deeply and dug his fingers into Regulus’ calves. Regulus could feel the nails in his skin again, breaking it. James ripped himself out of Regulus and came all over the boy’s chest and stomach. The semen clung to his clothing and glistened on his skin. He hurt all over, but at least it was over.
James stood up and calmly got dressed. Regulus followed his movements with his eyes. Whatever had possessed James seemed to be gone now as he shrugged on his robes. His face was flushed, red cheeks glowing in the soft light from Regulus’ still lit wand. He looked Regulus in the eye and nodded, as if he had just made his mind up about something.
“If you touch him again,” he said, “I’ll kill you.” He walked to the tapestry and pulled out his wand, pointing it at Regulus’. “Nox!” Leaving Regulus in the dark, with no one to hear him, he went to the infirmary to visit his friend.
And tomorrow, hopefully, if I'm not busy, there will be MORE James!smut forkyasuriin. (I do have a meeting tomorrow night after work, but I'll keep my fingers crossed.) This time it will probably be more happy, because I'm just not familiar with all this other nonsense. :p
hp_fairytales, and I have NEW pretty boys in the apartment. Yes, the Vash and Nicholas wall hanging came today. I was worried there for a bit, but they came through. Now if only I would get a Llama hat in the mail, damnit! *shakes fist at the US postal service* And in celebration of
jlarinda's birthday, have some smut. :p This whole thing kind of makes me wish I'd stolen the Seme/Uke paddle that was left in the bathroom stall at AFO.
Title: Revenge
Rating: NC17
Fandom: HP
Characters: James/Regulus
Note: This is loosely based on happenings at
jlarinda's RP, avoria_academy. I apologize if this is nothing like the RP, I'm not actually involved in it. :p It involves rape and revenge and dom/sub boy!sex. If you are not comfortable with any of those things, please don't read it. Thanks.“Hey, what in the bloody hell do you think you’re doing Pott-“ Regulus lost his voice with his breath as James pushed him roughly against the wall next to the tapestry detailing the Troll Wars. His head cracked on the wall, making James’ face seem to tremor slightly with each throb that surged through Regulus’ brain. He coughed and brought his hand to the back of his head. No blood. Pity, then he’d have something to use against James. “You’ve got no right to touch me Potter.”
James stared at him, the disgust and contempt fighting to break out from their places behind his irises and concentrate into a beam with which to burn a hole in Regulus’ skull. James’ face grew steadily redder, and then he started sputtering. “N-no right? No right!” James reached out his right hand and curled his fingers around Regulus’ neck, pinning him to the wall by his upper vertebrae. “I don’t have the right to give you the beating you deserve, you you have the right to hurt my friend?”
Regulus stared back at him, scanning his memory through everything he’d done to one of the James’ friends in the last week that would upset him this much. Then, with a slight jerk of his cock, he remembered Remus. Remus who was always quiet and vulnerable next to his brother, and even more so alone. Remus who was a filthy mudblood and deserved what he got.
Regulus’ lips curled into a sneer. “Why, Potter, are you feeling sorry for the poor, ickle mudblood? Or is it that you’re jealous that I went to visit him instead of you?”
A low growl started at the base of James’ throat, causing his Adam’s apple to vibrate. Regulus focused on it and struggled to breathe as James dug his fingers deeper into his neck, the tips of the nails biting into the skin. He pulled Regulus away from the wall by his neck and shifted him to the left, then he threw him and Regulus braced for the impact, but it didn’t come.
Regulus tripped backwards, caught in the tapestry until he finally fell out of it, into the total darkness of the hidden passage. He dug through his robes for his wand. “Lumos,” he cried as James stepped around the tapestry after him, wand out.
They stood, wand to wand. Regulus’ was glowing and casting James’ shadow on the cloth behind him, twice his size. It was an impressive vision. James advanced on him. He was whispering and Regulus held his breath in an attempt to hear. “..think you can just use people. You think no one matters except your precious blood line. People are more important than that.”
Regulus took a step back as the tip of James’ wand neared his chest. He forced out a laugh. “Important? Don’t make me laugh Potter. Being my come bucket was the highest calling that piece of shit mudblood will ever have.” James advanced again and Regulus took another step back. This time his heel hit the stone of the inside wall of the passage. James pressed the tip of his wand into Regulus’ collar bone. “You don’t know what a calling is. I do though; my calling is to make you bleed.”
Regulus breathed in deeply to try and stop the shaking that was beginning in his fingers and threatening to take over his whole body. He wanted to touch his throat because it ached and he could still feel James’ fingers on it. He wouldn’t though, couldn’t show any fear. He lifted his chin and stared James in the eye, hoping his face captured as much contempt as was being funneled towards him.
“Do it then Potter, you haven’t got the balls it takes to really hurt someone.” He lowered his voice to a whisper. “To violate them the way I did with that filth you call a friend.”
James’ wand burrowed into the skin of his collar bone, the muscle tightened and protested the intrusion. Then the wand was pulled away. He pointed at the tapestry. “Silencio,” he shouted, and then turned back to Regulus. "You’d be surprised what you’re capable of, Black, if someone gives you enough reason.”
Regulus huddled against the wall and tried to calculate how many steps it would be to the tapestry. “Now, now,” said James, shrugging out of his robes and rolling up his sleeves. “You wouldn’t think of running, would you? You know I’d just find you elsewhere.” Regulus didn’t move as James turned the wand back on him. “Come on, out of the robes.”
Regulus complied, worried, for the first time in his life, of being alone with James Potter. He dropped his robes in a pile at his feet and James nodded. “Hands behind your head,” he barked. And Regulus did that too, the still glowing wand falling into his robes and casting more shadows on the walls.
“Bindus,” James said, and ropes from nowhere crawled up Regulus’ arms and tied tight at his wrists. James stepped in close to him and reached around his neck to check the ropes. “Good,” he said under his breath. Regulus breathed in the smell of sweat and anger. Regulus knew that unchecked, that anger would consume them both.
James kneeled in front of Regulus and put the wand between his teeth. Then he started to undo Regulus’ belt buckle and trousers. The straps and buttons and zippers moved quickly under slender, deft fingers. James tugged, his fingers in the belt loops, and Regulus found himself with his trousers and pants around his ankles. James stared at Regulus’ naked crotch, and then reached out and wrapped his hand around the dangling cock, squeezing with the same pressure he used on the boy’s neck minutes before.
Regulus whimpered and James looked up at him. “What, you can give it but you can’t take it?” he spat. Regulus said nothing and looked off towards the tapestry, trying to hide his traitorous face. James pulled on Regulus’ cock again, causing the boy to fall onto his knees. The sudden impact of bone on stone made Regulus cry out. Both on their knees now, Regulus stared at James. James smirked and pulled the belt loose from Regulus’ trousers. The leather made a quiet, sharp snap as the tip popped out of the last loop and bounced off the floor. “Bend over,” James said.
Regulus huffed. He would not. “Potter, I don’t know what you think-“ James grabbed the back of Regulus’ head and shoved him sideways. Regulus tried to block the land with his elbow, but caught most of the force with his cheek. He bit his tongue and could taste the sweet metallic blood as it mixed with his saliva.
He didn’t have to time to enjoy it; James was now standing over him. The first blow from the belt landed on his ass cheeks, the resounding slap bounced around the passage walls and between his ears.
Regulus didn’t whimper, he didn’t even bite his lip. Having gotten no reaction, James continued to rain blows down on him, harder and harder, until he could feel the pain in his teeth. He could feel the flesh on his ass warp around the leather edges with each blow.
When James stopped, the cacophony of the passage way died down. The only sound was the heavy panting coming from above Regulus. He took the opportunity to roll over onto his back. The coolness of the stone felt good on his welts. The two boys watched each other, unsure of what to expect from the other. James stood prone, his fingers wrapped around the belt so tight they’d gone white. Regulus laid out on the floor, his face also white in the glow from the wand. He tried to yell, but his throat constricted, and all he could manage was a whisper. “A-are you finished?”
James dropped the belt and fell to his knees. He leaned over Regulus, his hands on either side of the boy’s head. “Why? Do you want something more?”
What Regulus wanted, was to run away, but he wouldn’t give James the satisfaction, even if he was also too afraid to make a stand. He lay there, waiting for what could come next. “I think you do,” James said then. “I think you deserve something more, at least.” James pushed off the floor and stood back up. His white fingers working again at buckles and buttons, but this time they were his own. He hurriedly pulled his trousers and pants down, fighting briefly with his shoes before he finally got the lot off. He stood over Regulus in his shirt, tie and socks, and kicked the boy’s legs apart. “I think you need to know how it feels.”
James dropped to his knees again and grabbed Regulus’ ankles, yanking them apart and up. He pulled Regulus’ calves over his shoulders. The welts burned as they scraped across the floor. Regulus’s whole lower body tensed as he listened to James stroke his own cock, trying to get it hard.
The pain and welts didn’t compare to the pain Regulus felt as James shoved his cock into Regulus’ anus. There was tearing and warmth and the sheer force, which caused Regulus to slide backward, bouncing the back of his head over the floor of the passage. Every time James pulled out Regulus felt a release, but that only made the next time worse as James drove into him over and over and over.
Regulus’ calves were pinched, his ass cheeks were raw, and his head throbbed from being drug back and forth across the bumps in the stone. And yet, he still felt that Lupin had deserved it. Besides, he hadn’t been this savage, had he?
James groaned deeply and dug his fingers into Regulus’ calves. Regulus could feel the nails in his skin again, breaking it. James ripped himself out of Regulus and came all over the boy’s chest and stomach. The semen clung to his clothing and glistened on his skin. He hurt all over, but at least it was over.
James stood up and calmly got dressed. Regulus followed his movements with his eyes. Whatever had possessed James seemed to be gone now as he shrugged on his robes. His face was flushed, red cheeks glowing in the soft light from Regulus’ still lit wand. He looked Regulus in the eye and nodded, as if he had just made his mind up about something.
“If you touch him again,” he said, “I’ll kill you.” He walked to the tapestry and pulled out his wand, pointing it at Regulus’. “Nox!” Leaving Regulus in the dark, with no one to hear him, he went to the infirmary to visit his friend.
And tomorrow, hopefully, if I'm not busy, there will be MORE James!smut for
kyasuriin. (I do have a meeting tomorrow night after work, but I'll keep my fingers crossed.) This time it will probably be more happy, because I'm just not familiar with all this other nonsense. :p
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Date: 2006-10-24 04:25 am (UTC)That is just made of awesome and wrong and hot. 83
I totally wanted James to leave Reg there XD And he did!
And I love that Regulus really DIDN'T enjoy being raped.
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Date: 2006-10-24 04:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-24 04:49 am (UTC)And James's anger was perfect.
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Date: 2006-10-24 05:29 am (UTC)man that was so disturbing and well done. You really made me hate Reg for a second there but not to the point that I thought he deserved what he got. ugh.. I admire you for writing it, I couldn't (and not only because I'm in love with Remus and won't let anyone violate him like that).
ooh, MORE James!smut?! *claps hands* (& yay for happy! non-con just ain't my thing)
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Date: 2006-10-24 11:11 am (UTC)YAY for happiness! I just have to figure out who with!
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Date: 2006-10-25 05:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-25 05:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 04:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 04:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 04:43 am (UTC)You mean they're different things? Huh. Who knew? :D
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Date: 2006-11-13 12:13 pm (UTC)