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Regulus finds himself lying down in his bed after a long day at school, pondering the irritating events of the day, when his phone beside him gives a little ‘ding.’
He has half a mind to ignore the alert—he wants to take a nap, he’s exhausted, and he’s busy listening to music. All very good reasons to ignore someone, right?
With a heavy sigh, he picks his phone up and glances at the screen. When he discovers that the notification is from his boyfriend, his face lights up. James normally has football practice right now, he shouldn’t be texting. Even if it’s just a quick ‘hey’ during a water break, Regulus would be thrilled.
He clicks on the notification from his lockscreen, and what appears before his face almost makes him scream and throw his phone across the room.
In front of his face is an image of a sweating James Potter with dishevelled hair, lifting his shirt up to show off his glistening brown skin and very defined abs.
Regulus is pretty sure he did make a noise out loud, staring with wide eyes and mouth open at the picture. James’ boxers are showing just above the waistline of his shorts, but that’s where the image cuts off. He’s grinning in the picture with his charming smile and nice teeth, looking like a polite gentleman as if he wasn’t showing off his (in Regulus’ opinion) rather godly abs.
He’s broken out of his temporary spell when he sees three little dots pop up, indicating that James is typing.
James:
practice got out early
just got home, thought you
might wanna say hi
Once Regulus could figure out how to breathe again, he situated himself so that his phone was in front of him and he was sitting up slightly more than before.
Regulus:
That’s saying hi?
James:
don’t like it?
Regulus:
…I didn’t say that.
James:
thought u might enjoy the view
Regulus:
Shut up.
James:
make me, pretty boy
Regulus was confident that his heart seized. His phone slipped out of his hands a little, leaving him to catch it and stare at the message again. He stared at it for maybe a little too long, going back and forth between that image and the picture James had sent.
He felt a warmth pooling in his lower stomach and inner thighs as he stared at the picture, biting his lip. He was immediately embarrassed of it—not that James could tell that he was incredibly turned on (over some texts, no less). He squeezed his thighs together lightly, figuring out what to say.
James:
i know you saw that regulus black
don’t leave me hanging here
Regulus:
One moment
James:
?
He pulls up his camera, pulling down his blanket a bit to reveal the baggy long-sleeved shirt he was in messily revealing his slim waist. He felt a bit embarrassed tugging it a bit, positioning it so that he could show off his collarbone, but he was sure James wouldn’t mind, with several love bites James had left littering his clavicle.
He took the picture, inspecting it carefully, making sure just the waistband of his underwear was showing, before hitting send and smashing his face into the pillow.
When he finally summoned the courage to pick his phone back up, all that showed was the little ‘read’ icon below his image.
Regulus:
Leaving me on read, are we?
James:
fuck
the things you do to me
Regulus:
Oh yeah? What does that entail?
James:
would you run away if i said
that i was maybe super hard right
now
His entire face flushed wildly and he let out a noise into the pillow, feeling another jolt of warmth spread down to his legs
Regulus:
Maybe, maybe not
Would you run away if I said I
was wet ?
James:
yeah, you all wet for me?
Regulus:
Shutup
You’re only making it worse
James:
what if that was the goal?
Regulus:
I’m incredibly horny right now.
James:
fuck, me too
i wish i could snog ur face off
grab your stupid waist
Regulus:
Oh yeah? How is my waist stupid?
James:
well
when i’m trying to work in class
and i happen to see any of your
waist at all
it’s difficult to concentrate on maths
with a boner
Regulus:
It’s hard to think when you’re always
flexing those stupid muscles.
Without missing a beat, Regulus found that James had sent another image—this time, accentuating his arm muscles, showing a bit of his abs as well. His shirt was now off.
Regulus:
Fuck you, oh my god
James:
why don’t you fuck me yourself,
pretty
Regulus:
Jesus
Believe me, I want to
He worried that it was a little bit too bold, until he read what James sent next.
James:
if i can’t fuck you right now
would it be so wrong to think about
you while i touch myself
Regulus:
Fuck
You need my permission, huh?
James:
couldn’t very well get off thinking
about you without telling you first
could i
Regulus:
I’m sure you’ve done it plenty
of times before, James
James:
what if i have?
what if i really want to do it rn
Regulus:
Mmm…
How bad do you want it?
Regulus slipped his hand between his thighs, pressing on himself through his underwear. He sighed at the contact, even through a layer, staring at his phone.
James:
so fucking bad, reg
so so bad
please?
Regulus:
Call me.
Wasting no time, Regulus saw the call pop up on his phone. He took a deep breath before clicking the answer button, staring at the screen before putting it on speaker and setting it next to his head.
“Hey,” James said, a bit breathlessly. Regulus could almost hear the horniness dripping in his voice.
“Mm… you gonna beg again?” Regulus responded.
“No hello back?” James chuckled.
“I like to get to the point, James.”
A beat of silence passed between them, before Regulus could hear a shaky breath over the phone.
“Fuck, Reg, please please let me…”
“Let you do what?”
“Really gonna make me say it…? Fuck, okay. Please let me touch myself? Please?” James’ breathing was heavy and his voice sounded strained. It turned Regulus on unimaginably.
“I don’t know if that’s good enough, love,” Regulus said lowly, smiling to himself.
“It hurts, Reg. Wanna touch so bad. Please, I need it, please, need to feel it…”
“Good boy.”
“Fuck!”
Regulus had never been more horny in his life.
“Say it again, Reg? Please? Say it again, tell me I’m good, fuck,”
“You’re being so good, James. So good for me, waiting for me to tell you you can touch yourself,”
“Fuck, please let me, I want to so bad, nngh..”
“Do it, love. But go slow.”
A moan from the other end of the phone had Regulus tempted to run to wherever James was, hold him down, and—
“Ah, Reg…” James was moaning steadily, softly whimpering and breathing shakily.
“Does that feel good?” Regulus said quietly, slipping his hand between his legs again.
“S-oh, ah.. so good, so so good..”
“Go faster.”
James’ moaning increased in pace. Every sound that slipped through his lips went straight between Regulus’ thighs. When Regulus moaned softly at the contact, James positively whimpered.
“Oh, good boy, fuck, so good,” Regulus said between soft sighs.
“Close Regulus, close, I’m gonna, I’m, ah, ah, I’m—”
“Stop. Take your hand off,” Regulus ordered with a small moan.
James whined loudly, letting out what sounded almost like a little sob.
“I was so close,” James cried out, breathing hard and fast.
Regulus moaned gently.
“Do you think you deserve to cum for me, love?”
“I do, shit, please please please, I’ve been so so good, please, please, I’m so good.”
“Awh. Cute.”
“Regulus!” James whined again, babbling out a string of incoherent pleas and begging.
“Are you so hard for me?”
“So hard, so so hard, wanna cum so bad,”
Regulus thought it was adorable how James babbled so incoherently when he was close to cumming.
“Mm, you can keep going, but don’t finish yet,”
Regulus was sure he wouldn’t last much longer with James’ moans of pure pleasure from across the line.
“Close, close, close,” James muttered softly in mantra through little moans.
“Ah, go ahead, good boy. You’ve been so good.”
With the praise, James wasted no time at all, and groaned loudly, letting Regulus know he was cumming.
“Fuck…” Regulus cursed, falling over the edge right after him.
A moment passed between them of just hard panting and heavy breathing.
“Ah.. Jesus Christ. Course you’d be into edging,” James sighed, sounding blissed out.
“Mmm… you didn’t like it?”
“You jus’ want me to tell you that I came harder than I ever have before.”
“Okay, maybe I do.”
James chuckled and let out another contented sigh, making a noise of stretching.
“Was that okay, Reggie…? I didn’t make you uncomfortable or anything, right?”
“James, that was literally the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“Oh. Cool, heh.”
“Cool? That’s all I get?”
“You’re so hot I practically combust every time I see you, pretty boy.”
“That’s better.”
“I seriously need to shower, love. It’s getting late too, I think you should sleep,” James said gently, shuffling around.
“Wish I could kiss you. Love you,” Regulus mumbled.
“Sap. I love you more than anything.”
“G’night, loser.”
Regulus drifted into a warm and peaceful sleep after that.