#stop studying

My boy was a whiz at potions. He always got top grades. I was proud of him. However, Slughorn had come up with an essay that challenged even Regulus. He was a procrastinator, because he so often could whip up something deserving of a good mark the night before it was due. I was the anxious sort and had finished my report early.

"Baby, it isn't due for three days," I mumbled into Regulus's neck. "Plus I have a surprise planned for you."

"You aren't making it easy to focus," Regulus retorted. His long hair was a mess of curls from how many times he'd pushed it back and run his hands through it.

"You've been working on it for three hours," I whined, running a hand delicately over his neck, squeezing lightly. He shuddered. We hadn't had sex in about three weeks. School had been too demanding. I couldn't count the times I'd had to touch myself before bed as I thought of him. I wasn't sure if he'd done the same. I missed his body and touch. I'd told him when we were a couple months into dating that I was someone who got reassurance and comfort from regular sex. He'd been happy to oblige, but now I was worried. I knew it was only the stupid essay's fault, but my need of physical touch was creating false narratives in my head. Perhaps he didn't want to touch me.

"Can't you take a little break?" I asked. He just hummed in response, no commitments made.

"Fine," I huffed, sitting down to read my book. Although I was a wizard, I did find a lot of interest in muggle books, especially their fiction. Regulus always thought it was odd how voraciously I would devour these books written by people who didn't even know what magic was.

The characters in the book were finally about to have sex for the first time. I felt a pathetic wave of jealousy over this fictional couple. At least she got to suck her boyfriend off, I couldn't say the same for myself.

I was appalled with myself when I felt hot tears of frustration sting my eyes. I let out a string of curses as I scrubbed at my eyes.

I realized that my boyfriend was finally looking at me. He looked deeply guilty. He pushed his thick dark hair back once more.

"Don't look at me like that," I sniffed.

"Angel, I'm-" he began.

"Don't you dare Regulus Arcturus Black," I snapped. "I did not start crying to manipulate you. I'm sorry, it was just my book."

I didn't want him to feel forced to have sex with me. I couldn't live with myself if he felt like I was making him do this.

"Angel," he was standing now, edging closer.

"Don't look at me like I'm a kicked puppy," I said, my frustration only serving to produce more tears.

"I have been neglecting you."

I just looked down into my hands. I didn't correct him this time. It would have been one thing if he'd just had extra work, but he'd been snappy with me lately. I'd also noticed he'd made time for Quidditch, but couldn't carve out anytime for me. Even during lunch and dinner in the Great Hall I could barely speak to him because his nose was stuck in a study guide for 'Perilous Potions and How to Protect Yourself'.

"Come on, let's do whatever you had planned," he said cheerily, sitting next to me.

"I don't want to force you," I mumbled, using the bookmark he'd bought me from Hogsmede last weekend as an apology for spending the whole trip studying.

"Force me?" Regulus chuckled, his breath ghosting over my neck as I shuddered.

"Do you understand how badly I've missed touching you?" He asked, voice dark and deep, breath still tickling my ear.

"I've never been with anyone who makes me feel the way you do. I can't even explain how my body reacts when you touch me."

"I almost thought you were getting tired of me," I whispered back sheepishly.

"Are you kidding me? Don't be stupid."

"I even wore that tiny skirt to breakfast this morning and you barely looked at me. That hurt Reg, you know I was wearing it for you."

"Oh I noticed," he replied breathily, drawing designs on my exposed thigh. "I read the same sentence over sixteen times because I couldn't focus thinking of you in it. When you left for Transfiguration I had to stay at the table an extra five minutes to get myself together before going to Quidditch Practice."

"Really?" I asked coyly. It wasn't that I exactly wanted to keep him away from his work, but it was nice to hear I'd had that affect on him.

"Yeah, trust me, I haven't stayed away because I want to. I have to get good grades on my N.E.W.Ts, you know how my parents are."

Yes, I did know how his parents were. I suddenly felt a wave of guilt crash over me. He'd probably been stressed out of his mind worried about the abuse he might face if he got a bad mark.

"I'm so sorry Regulus," I said gently. "I didn't think about that."

"There's nothing to be sorry for," he replied and his soft lips met mine. I pulled him closer by his Slytherin tie. He sighed happily into the kiss as I gently licked his bottom lip, asking for entrance.

"I almost forgot how nice your lips feel," Regulus mumbled. I wound my hands in his hair. When we'd first met he'd kept his curls short. It was one of the only ways he would rebel against his parents, keeping it long how I liked it. I tugged on it and he moaned against my mouth. I swallowed the moan, so content to be back in his arms.

"You know what?" I asked in a low voice, licking a stripe up his neck. He shivered at the lude contact. "You've been so bad, ignoring me. I think I should punish you."

"Oh?" Regulus's breath hitched. "What did you have in mind."

I stood up abruptly. I fixed my skirt where Regulus had been toying with the hem. I held out my hand and the wizard below me smirked as he took it. I led him to an empty dorm room.

"Clothes off," my tone changed the second the door was locked. I noted the enthusiastic look on Regulus's face. He knew our roles when it came to the bedroom. I took care of him, I was in charge. Nothing got him more excited than the dynamic shift where I bossed him around. In comparison, nothing made the butterflies collect in my stomach quite like seeing him splayed out, completely at my will.

"What's our safe word?" I asked Reg once he was naked on the bed, his beautiful cock already half hard from his imagination and my tone. Regulus rolled his eyes. He'd never once needed the safe word, but seeing as I liked to spice things up and push him pretty far, I always made sure I reminded him of the word before we started.

"Hinkypunk" he responded, arms crossed like a petulant child.

"Excellent," I responded with a devilish grin as I mumbled "Incarcerous"

Regulus let out a squeak of surprise as ropes bound his ankles and wrists to the bed. Now he was truly on full display. I looked over his pale slender body with approval.

"What is this my girl?" Regulus asked carefully. I hadn't yet told him if was allowed to speak or not so he was treading carefully.

"Punishment," I replied easily. I mumbled another spell and a black blindfold covered my boyfriends gorgeous eyes. He swallowed loudly.

I stuck my wand into my bun for safe keeping and crawled onto the bed next to Regulus. He sensed my presence and licked his lips.

I started with one hand gently on his throat, pressing ever so slightly, however I was too greedy to keep it there long. I had missed his body. I ran my hand from his chest down to his ankles at a excruciatingly slow pace. We'd see how he liked not being able to touch me.

Next came my lips. I sucked on the delicate skin of his throat as my hand explored his abdomen lovingly. I always stopped my hand right before the place he wanted me most.

"C-Can," he cut himself off with a needy sigh as I let the pad of my thumb caress the inside of his thighs.

"Am I allowed to make noise?" he stuttered. Most of the time, I enjoyed hearing every noise my boy had for me, but there were times when I loved the torture of ordering him to keep his mouth shut. Though I'd given no such orders yet, Regulus knew how this game was played. I was in charge, and he'd better ask before becoming a moaning mess. I decided I wanted to hear how wonderful I could I make Regulus feel.

"Of course my love, let me hear exactly how good you feel."

"I used Mufflliato," I whispered into his ear. "Feel free to be as loud as you like."

He groaned as I sucked his earlobe into my mouth. I smirked, letting my lips continue their trail down his body. I left wet kisses all down his neck and chest before flattening my tongue over one of his nipples. He moaned as I rolled the bud with my tongue meanwhile my hand delicately massaged the skin of his thighs. He was breathing heavily as I moved to his next nipple, my hand now delicately squeezing his balls.

"Common, more," he let out the smallest of pleas. I smirked, my plan going just as I had hoped. I removed my hands and mouth from him completely drawing a whine from his pretty lips.

I took my wand out and got rid of his blindfold. He blinked a few times and tried his restraints. They held firm and he pushed out his lower lip in a pout.

"Watch me baby," I said, drawing his eyes to my form.

I placed my wand back in my hair and began to slowly unbutton my top. Regulus was sitting up as well as he could to watch my little show. He licked his lips and held one captive between his teeth as I slid out of my top. I trailed a hand down my body to start removing my skirt.

"Fuuuck, you're so hot baby," Regulus moaned, hips bucking involuntarily. I was pleased to see his cock standing at attention, veins thick and straining, with a clear bead of precum on its head.

I turned around, sliding my panties down and looking at him over my shoulder. He was desperate to touch me, hands flexing open and shut. I wiggled my ass for him as he groaned. I unclasped my bra letting my breasts fall out. I turned around to show him the full effect.

"You've got to let me touch you baby," Regulus pleaded.

"Why?" I queried as I got back onto the bed. "You we're fine going weeks without touching me before. What has changed baby boy?"

"I don't know how I did it," he babbled, pupils huge. "I could never do it again, I could never leave you needy like that again. Let me show you, let me show you how bad I want you."

"Hmm," I took my wand out, a look of hope lighting up Regulus's face. I muttered two incantations quickly back to back. For a moment Regulus was released and he tried to dart towards me but the second spell locked into place, restraining him once again. He whimpered and I chuckled.

"Baaaabe," he groaned.

"Maybe don't date someone who is so good at charms eh?" I smirked. With that I grabbed his cock before he could utter another word. His head fell back in pleasure as I pumped him up and down.

"Ah, ah, ah," I chided, stopping the movements. "You're going to watch everything I do to you. You aren't going to touch me, but you will keep your eyes locked on me. If I see you give your attention to anything else, I stop, understand?"

"Y-yes ma'am," he gulped.

"Good boy," I smiled, caressing his cheek. I took his shaft in my hand again, making sure his eyes were trained on me. I began to move my hand.

"Oh baby, that feels so good," he praised. "Your hands are magic."

I swiped the head of his cock with my thumb everytime I moved up. He was trying to lightly thrust up into my hand now. I pushed his hips down, a silent command for him to keep still. He obeyed and bent down to take him into my mouth. I started with just the tip, popping it in and out of my mouth, tongue swirling around it.

"Merlin's beard, bloody Hell," Regulus's eyes rolled back into his head. I stopped all movements. Regulus looked up in utter terror.

"I'm sorry, y/n, I'm sorry, please don't stop!"

His begging was so pretty I decided to let it go just this once.

"Don't let it happen again," I growled.

"I won-ahhh," he called out pitifully as I took him fully into my mouth. My nose was brushing his stomach and he was muttering curses in multiple languages. I began to work my mouth on him, hollowing out my cheeks, and using as much saliva as I could. I kept my eyes on him the whole time.

He was so pretty, long curls plastered to his head with sweat, puffy pink lips from biting, overblown pupils. I admired the creamy color of his skin, and the purple marks I'd left on his chest and neck. I also enjoyed the way his chest heaved as if he couldn't possibly get enough air into his lungs. His wrists would be raw from pulling at his ties in desperation to touch me.

"Angel, I'm so close," he panted and I immediately took my mouth off him. Regulus let out a wine, scrunching his eyes closed with need.

"I'm going to ride you now pretty boy," I said, barely giving him a warning before I sunk down on him, taking him fully inside me.

"Fucking Hell, holy shit," Regulus could barely get the words out as I bounced once then twice. I took out my wand as I moved, making his bonds disappear. His hands were immediately all over my body. They went from my hair, to my breasts, to my hips, and finally to my ass to help me bounce up and down on his thick cock.

"You feel so good," I praised. "You fill me so well, fuck Reg!"

"What is wrong with me," he moaned. "How did I ever go without you for so long. How did I ever, uhhh, forget about your tight pussy." He was having trouble getting the words out.

I felt pleasure building up inside me. I knew the excitement of watching him get all worked up had made me wet and near the breaking point before he'd even touched me. I was surprised he was lasting as long as he was with all the teasing I'd done.

It came over me like a sudden rainstorm on the Hogwarts grounds. My orgasm rippled through my body like lightning and I was screaming his name.

"Oh fuck," Regulus was gasping for air, enjoying the feeling of my walls tightening around him.

"You're going to make me cum," Regulus called out. I snapped out of my bliss and climbed off him.

"Did I say you could cum?" I asked. It was hard to be intimidating on wobbly legs but it did the trick because Regulus's mouth hung open like a fish, his eyes teary with his denied release.

I looked at his cock. It was nearly purple with desire and so hard it looked painful. He was involuntarily thrusting upward slightly, just to get some sort of relief. He was throbbing with desire, his cock slick with my juices and his precum, making me even more wet than I already was.

"Oh, you make me wait weeks to fuck you, and you think I'm going to let you out of here after just giving me one orgasm?"

I placed my hands on my hips, pushing out my breasts. Regulus couldn't stop licking his lips.

"You're an evil, evil woman," His voice was hoarse from moaning and shouting.

"Oh really?" I chuckled and went over to my underwear, beginning to get redressed.

"No, no! Please!" Regulus was right where I wanted him, begging.

"Hmm?" I asked.

"What can I do," he begged, crawling toward me, cock still hard and waiting.

I pointed down to my heat with a wicked grin.

"You've got to eat out this evil, evil cunt," I said, waving my hips.

"Come here," his voice was dark and gravelly.

"Oh yeah?" I asked. "You'd eat out an evil pussy? Are you sure you want that?"

"Oh, just give me the chance," Regulus smirked.

"Beg," I said, crossing my arms.

"Please baby," Regulus was whiny and impatient and I fucking loved it.

"Let me show you how good I can make you feel. My tongue was made for your pussy. I want you so bad. Please Angel, let me taste you."

I crawled up on the bed again, and placed my pussy over his mouth. He eagerly grabbed my hips and dove into my heat. The pornographic sounds of his tongue in me, darting in and out and circling my clit made me moan. He was so talented with that blessed tongue. I'd nearly forgotten how many skills he had.

I was bucking my hips forward within mere seconds. I unashamedly rode his face. He groaned, sending vibrations through my heat. He alternated from my clit to inside me. I made sure both his hands were on me so I knew he wasn't touching himself. The knot in my stomach was tightening deliciously as his tongue danced between my folds.

"I'm gonna cum baby, keep going, just like that," I urged him on as he gripped my hips tighter as he continued his onslaught.

"Fuuuuuck," I moaned as I came undone for the second time. I removed myself from him and saw a beaming Regulus, mouth shiny with my juices.

"Good?" He asked, I was unsure how he needed reassurance after all the noise I'd just made.

"So good baby," I said leaning down and pressing my mouth to his. My core was heating again as I tasted myself on his tongue.

"Sorry I've been so mean my good boy," I said pushing his hair away from his face. "Time to make it up to you." I promised as I sunk back down on his cock again.

"Thank you," he said, my name rolling off his tongue as if he were saying a prayer. I began to move on him, sure he wouldn't last long with all the edging I'd put him through today. I rocked my hips on him, spelling his name with my body.

Regulus was shouting a mixture of curses as he alternated between begging and thanking me. He was a blabbering mess, hair pointing every direction from my hands. I yanked on his curls as I rode him.

"Ugh, feels so good when you do that," he groaned when I tugged on his ringlets. His nails were going to leave marks on my skin and the thought made me shiver with delight.

"M getting tired," I moaned, barely able to get the words out. Without warning, Regulus flipped us so he was on top and began to snap his hips at a glorious speed. I hadn't thought I'd be able to cum again that day, and yet I could feel myself approaching the precipice of orgasm number three.

"I won't last much longer," Regulus panted, his thrusts becoming sloppy, yet he was still so insanely hard inside me.

"Let it go Regulus, come for me."

That was all he needed. He slammed into me one last time, leaving me seeing stars, and then he was cumming into me with hot spurts. I could hear him calling my name over and over again as he rode out his orgasm. The way his cock twitched inside me threw me over the edge, and I was calling his name as I saw even more stars.

"That. Was. Bloody. Amazing," Regulus panted in my ear after collapsing on top of me. "I don't think it's ever been that good."

"See what you were missing?" I giggled, gently running my fingers through his hair.

"I'm sorry for neglecting you love," he said pressing a kiss to my temple.

"I'm assuming, after that, it won't happen again?" I chuckled examining his still blissed out expression.