I was wondering if you could maybe do a sub!regulus having a rough day and going to dom!readers dorm to be taken care of? <3

With feel at absolute peace. You have a few candles lit up, fully deep cleaned your room and are now currently snuggled in bed waiting for regulus to get out of his extra class.

“Why don’t you fuck off sirius? Go back to your brother or whatever you call that gryffindor your always hanging out with!” Regulus words are like venom piercing into Sirius’s ears. Of course regulus knows who James is, but he doesn’t want to find the courage to say his name.

With that Sirius scoffs and flips him off turning directly and his heel and storming away. Regulus quickly taking deep breath to gather himself not wanting to let the tears fall down his cheeks. That’s the second argument this week. Usually they just ignore each other whenever they make eye contact in the halls.

You hear a knock on the door and immediately open it only to be met with a grumpy teary eyed regulus. “Another argument with Sirius?” You asked softly. “Yeah, he keeps fucking with me, it’s like he knows when I’m upset.” He spit out dropping his book bag on the corner you gave him and plopping himself on the bed.

You giggle a bit before unlacing his dark green converse. Pressing a kiss on his forehead and nose you stroke his face with your hand looking into his stubborn filled eyes. “Oh Reg, as hard as a rock, is that why you were upset before Sirius?” You cooed. He scoffed softly about to disagree before you cupped his hard on with your soft hands.

“Hm? What was that regulus?” You teased applying more pressure causing him to buck his hips and whine slightly. “Yes, missed you.” He whimpered. “Poor baby, m gonna help you mkay? Gonna let all those silly thoughts out of your head yeah?” The way you talk to him drives him insane.

Talking to him as if he’s a baby, only yours. “Yes please” he whispers. You unhook his belt and pull down his pants and boxers with such ease he forgot when they were on. His head clouded with pressure as you spit on his needy cock, not forgetting to give attention to his tip.

“Mommy, oh god-” you shush him gently and he immediately goes silent, grabbing the soft linen blanket you out over the sheet. Pumping you hand up and down his cock occasionally reaching down to press kisses on his stomach.

Increasing you past strings of moans he tried to fight by closing his mouth are now the only sounds of the room beside the soft squelches of your hand running up and down his red tip and cock, precum beading down.

“Oh mommy, right there! I’m gonna cum! Please can I cum?” He begs tears now freely falling down his pale cheeks. “Of course baby boy, cum for me.” That’s all it took for him to tip over the edge. Roped of cum stain his stomach as he takes short breaths in between over stimulated whines.

“Such a good boy regulus, can mommy get the towel?” You asked him rubbing his slightly sweaty forehead to get his falling hair out of his face. Usually regulus likes to cuddle after a session, so when he’s finally asleep you can sneak out of bed to clean him up so he won’t wake up all sticky.

He nods pushing the duvet under his head as a sort of pillow. You quick waltz into the bathroom in and out, and wipe him down. He whined as you cleaned his cock. Poor thing all overstimulated.