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"You really fucking suck." He said, throwing down some of the groceries onto the table.

Regulus had left with Sirius. Yes, left. and they shared a flat. A nice flat. It was a real nice flat.

Quite frankly, they shared it with Remus also... but with the war.. Sirius had decided to stay out of it. Because of Regulus. They'd put a target on his back so large, that he couldn't avoid it. And Sirius didn't want to leave him alone. But Remus was on missions. He couldn't just sit around anymore either. Though, Sirius was antsy.. It didn't matter much. Because he'd stay with Regulus. He didn't want his brother being killed. He swore to protect him. 

But Remus was with the werewolves, as mentioned before. Trying to get them to come be an ally. He'd been gone five months and it had taken a toll on Sirius. Especially being cooped up with Regulus.

They played a lot of cards. Exploding snap. Chess. Regulus won every time. But he suspected Sirius let him. 

It was storming on this particular day and Sirius had made them stand in the rain for an hour waiting for the bus. They had to blend in and use as little magic as they possibly could, to keep people off their trail. Regulus hated it, but Sirius hated it more. 

"I need a hot shower." Sirius had said after walking past Regulus' room. "OI, I'M ALREADY HEADED IN THERE. THAT'S NOT FAIR." Regulus protested, standing in his boxers. Which were also soaked.

Sirius let a brow raise. "Come on then." 

Regulus paused. "What?" He questioned sharply, his brow raised high.

"You heard me." Sirius walked into the bathroom and left the door open. The younger Black had no idea what to do ... at all. He knew he was freezing, for one, but Sirius was actually dating Remus. 

Not that he was assuming this was like cheating, because they were brothers and this was a shower. It saved water. Right? And who said Sirius was going to do anything anyway?

Regulus hesitantly walked into the bathroom to where Sirius was starting the water. It was already hot, being the steam was rising and coating everything with little droplets. It was freezing in their flat, obviously. 

Sirius stripped down before pulling Regulus over to him and yanking down his own boxers. He bit his lip and felt extremely .. insecure. His brother was fucking perfect. Every aspect of him was perfect. Every muscle. Regulus was toward the lanky, muscle-less side of things. He was built slightly more feminine than he'd liked. But he couldn't help glancing between them. And gasping at their similarities. Though, Sirius had slightly more girth than he did. But they were both blessed. Extremely. 

Catching sight of what Regulus was looking at, Sirius barked out a laugh. "People always asked how great my little brother wasn't. How wrong. And rude." Sirius said before pulling Regulus into the scolding shower. Regulus felt strong arms around him from behind and he sunk into the touch. The elder Black kissed down his neck as Regulus let his head rest against Sirius' shoulder. It felt so nice.. to be touched. To be loved. "Mmm." Sirius hummed against Regulus' skin as his lips parted and he sucked little bruises into his brother's skin. It was and wasn't as sexual as Regulus would have liked it. Just a slice of it, because they both knew boundaries. And Regulus figured Sirius would never ruin Remus' trust. But Remus had never seemed all that bothered by the way Sirius would touch Regulus' hands, his waist. There was something more between the brothers but neither of them ever explored it in fear they might ruin it. 

And Remus? Respected it. But then again, Remus was the one getting his name moaned by Sirius almost every night he was home. Not Regulus. 

"Come on.. We're clean." Sirius said before pulling Regulus out. They dried off and Regulus felt.. hollow. He wanted there to be more. He always did... but nothing ever came from it. And it was fine.. for now. but someday, someday he'd want more. He'd want to lose his virginity. He hoped with Sirius, but that was just.. impossible. 

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Later that night, Regulus had fallen asleep in Sirius' bed. The older brother had been called out by Dumbledore to assist with the murders of the McKinnons. Regulus knew how much Sirius adored their daughter and allowed him to leave. Not that Regulus was keeping him there, but that he felt safe enough to be alone. So he slept in Sirius' bed. It was far more comforting. 

But a soft creak came from the door as someone took off their shoes. Then their jacket, their pants, and ultimately everything but his boxers. He slipped into bed behind Regulus and wrapped his arms around the other. Regulus arched into the touch a bit, still sleep laden and a bit aroused from a dream that had spawned from the shower he'd previously been in. A hand slid down his stomach, over the fabric of his pajama pants, and over his erection. Regulus made a low noise in his throat before arching once more. His body pressed to the other's and begged for attention. He was sure Sirius had finally come back to finish what he started, and he was more than thankful for it. 

Regulus, though still sleepy, took his hand to show the other just how to touch him. How he liked it. there were no objections and soon Regulus' hips were rolling and he was making little noises, signaling he was close. But that wasn't the plan. Not at least to the older boy behind him, who had easily, with one hand, pulled down Regulus' pajama bottoms and began grinding his own erection into his backside. 

The younger Black had never felt so.. on fire before. His cock had surely never been this hard before either. But he wanted it. He wanted it so damn bad that he swore he'd explode right then. 

And when the boy behind him pulled his own erection from his shorts, Regulus gasped, feeling the tip of his leaking cock slide up the crack of his arse. Regulus lifted a leg, his body already offering itself to the other, and he gladly accepted. A little charm was barely inaudible but Regulus felt the cool, slick feeling between his cheeks and wasn't sure he didn't like it. No, he did. But the moment the tip of the other's cock was at his entrance, he hissed. But his body rolled back, taking the head in greedily before his muscles tightened around the shaft on instinct and the other moaned lowly into his ear. If he had been listening correctly, he would have noticed the difference in tone.

Regulus canted his hips a bit, giving the other more access before they started in a slow rhythm. He was whimpering, a lot, almost too much for the other boy's liking. It wasn't like his partner to whimper so much. Well, it was, but then again... it wasn't.

.... And Remus thrust harder after the whimpering stopped and the guttural moans started. He'd not quite remembered Sirius so tight, but then again it had been five months. 

Remus sucked deep kisses down Regulus' neck, to his shoulder. He bit there and Regulus yelled out in surprise, but mostly arousal. He wanted to be bruised. He wanted to be claimed. And Remus' nails in his stomach, in his side, was perfect.

Not that either boy knew it wasn't who they wanted.

But they moved in unison, almost as if missing nothing and having something they'd lacked for so long. It was the same with Sirius every time, so no alarm went off in Remus' head. Regulus grabbed the back of Remus' hair, which, if he hadn't been so into the sex, he would have realized that this man's hair wasn't as thick.. but he brought him into a searing kiss, his tongue instantly passing the other's lips. It fought for dominance but lost against Remus' passion.

When Regulus finally yelled out and came, Remus realized something was wrong. He was on the verge of orgasm himself, and he did with the moan Regulus gave (because God, it sounded just like Sirius, but lower) but pulled out with caution only about 60 seconds later.

He used his wand to flip on the light... to see the back of Regulus Black's head. He was horrified. this was SIRIUS' LITTLE BROTHER! But he smelled like Sirius... he felt like Sirius. Hell, he even moved and moaned like Sirius. Had they not been just a year or so apart, someone could have mistaken them for twins. Just about. And he was in SIRIUS' bed. All Remus had wanted to do was wake his boyfriend up ... this way.

And at this time, Regulus rolled over. And Remus had never seen someone's eyes so big before. 

They stared at each other for a long while. A long, long while. At least an hour passed. Yes. That long.

Neither wanted to speak, but Regulus gathered his courage to do so.

"I.. Oh no." Was all he could say, though. Remus shook his head and sighed. There was nothing TO say.

"Are you going to tell Sirius?" Regulus asked, "Should we?" He added before swallowing hard. 

"I don't know.." Remus said, but his eyes were focused on the love bites and bruises that were blossoming across Regulus' collar bone. The kissed, bitten lips. The fact that his bottom one had been tugged so hard by Remus, that it bled a little. And God damnit, he looked good enough to have another go. Remus had never hated himself more.

Especially as Regulus' thin, nimble fingers traced a rather large scar on Remus' chest.

"Don't. Don't do that." He shivered, and Regulus pulled his hand away. He was frowning.

"It's not that.. They're .. sensitive. Not.. in the painful way." Remus admitted and Regulus' brows raised a bit. He looked painfully like Sirius when he gave that look. That look as if saying 'oh? should I do it again?'. Remus bit his lip. Regulus raised his hand to brush over the twisted skin on his shoulder, where Greyback had truly done the most damage. Remus flinched a bit, but Regulus got up onto his knees, kissing it. Gently flicking the tip of his tongue against the marred skin. 

And Remus was utterly mindblown. Sirius was one thing. Sirius adored him for who he was. He wasn't afraid of his scars. And here was Regulus, kissing them and .. climbing into Remus' lap. 

He couldn't say no. He COULDN'T say no. Not to this .. boy. This.. man? He couldn't say no to Sirius, so there was no way in Hell he could say no to his brother, of whom shared his interest in books, in literature, in good wine and cheese, in laughing at muggle sitcoms that the older Black did not understand  Unlike Sirius, who belched at the dinner table and spit food back onto his plate. Who once passed gas during sex and claimed it was an aftershock of Remus' amazing fucking.

Remus wasn't comparing, but each Black had their attractive qualities. 

But the way Regulus was lowering Remus back onto the the bed was gentle. Sirius shoved him into the mattress. Regulus took his time, as if he was planning something extraordinary. And no, Remus didn't prefer either one way. They were just different.

Regulus was just experimenting, though. Touching Remus' nipples, licking them, seeing the way he'd react to his touches. He'd touch his chest, his stomach, around his navel. It was his favorite when Remus' stomach muscles clenched. And Remus found enjoyment in Regulus' exploration. Even more so when the younger Black flicked his tongue against Remus' slit. Yes, he'd found his way ALL the way down. 

And after moments of trying to teach Regulus how to not use his teeth so harshly during a blow job, he had to apologize for getting cum up Regulus' nose. He tried not to laugh the entire time.

He was so used to Sirius and his swallowing, he almost pulled Regulus back too late. Almost. But Regulus wasn't complaining. He was patient, complacent. 

The perfect student. Not that he wanted to teach him anything else. he'd already fucked up once by having sex with him, and now he was letting him explore every crevice of his body.

Remus felt a bit dirty, but then again, it felt.. normal. He didn't feel scrutinized or embarrassed by his body like he usually was. Regulus seemed to be amazed by it. Impressed, even. It gave Remus a little more ego.

"You've got the biggest dick I've ever seen." Regulus blurted out after a moment of them both catching their breath. Rutting against the mattress and coming over it while sucking someone elses' cock was .. a bit embarrassing, he'd concluded.

Remus sat up but laughed. "Thanks?"

Regulus shrugged.

And Sirius clapped from the door way. 

Their stomachs sank. Heavily. Into their feet. Remus was just waiting to be kicked out and Regulus was just waiting to be kicked in the face.

It wasn't until Sirius spoke that Regulus and Remus let go of a breath their lungs were clinging to.

"I've been waiting fucking ages for you two to do something. Why'd it have to happen when I was GONE?" Sirius shook his head, "And why do I still have my clothes on? This isn't fair."