I Want Coffee So Bad

COLD FEET, r. lupin

you stood in front of the mirror. your white dress hitting the floor. the vail tucked into your nicely done hair. you had butterflies swirling all around inside of you. you tried hard to stomach the tears that wanted to fall out.

you loved remus, truly you did but marriage was scary. it was always a what if. what if it doesn't work? what if this what if that. you knew it would be just the two of you for the rest of your lives. inside that small cottage. you wanted it just like that too. remus wanted it more.

"you look beautiful y/n." lily said knocking you out of your thoughts.

"thank you, lils" you said ironing your dress with your hands. "am i supposed to be this nervous?" you said turning and looking at her.

"of course! your just having cold feet. god knows i was nervous marrying mary." she said while fixing her eyeshadow

"can you get him?" you asked making her stop and look at you.

"it's bad luck for-"

"i know, lily. i just need to talk to him, is all." you reassured her

"oh alright, give me a moment." she said walking out the room quickly.

you let out a shaky breath before turning back to the mirror. it felt like an entirety, waiting for him to come.

you heard a simple knock alerting you that it was remus. you quickly spun on your heels before cracking the door. "remmy?"

"hi dove, everything alright?" he questioned, he was nervous. there were so many thoughts going through his head. what if you wanted to call it off. what if this. what if that.

"everything's fine, rem. just needed to hear your voice." you mumbled, you slipped your hand through the door, feeling him press his lips against it before holding it in his.

"good. good."

"remmy, everything's going to be ok, right?" you asked, you were nervous but that was a given.

"everything's fine, love." he reassured, rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand.

"i didn't mean to scare you. just having some jitters, is all."

"i understand, 'it's normal' james keeps saying. dove?"

"yeah?" you could feel him slide your engagement ring up and down your ring finger.

"you want this, right? you're not scared of what the future is going to bring us?" he questioned, letting go of your hand entirely.

"of course i'm scared, it's a new chapter for the both of us, but i also know that you're the one i want to be."

"i should finish getting ready though, i don't want to be late." he joked

"yeah, don't want to be late to our own event." you added to his joke causing him to chuckle.

"alright, i'll leave you to it then."

"i love you, remus." you said before he turned and walked away.

"i love you too, dove." he said before shutting the door.

lust drugged bunny

trying to get motivation to write again... it kind of sucks ngl

LOVE SONG, j. potter

james potter fantasized this exact moment with you. his arms wrapped around your waist, your arms wrapped around his neck. swaying back and forth to the music playing. the songs coming in and fading into another song. he couldn't help but smile, he'd dreamt about this.

—

he had taken you to the most perfect restaurant, it was a small local one. they served amazing food and it was true, james had spoken on and on about it. he'd have eaten there almost once a week, they even knew his name. it was just a simple italian place, james loved their margherita pizzas. james had told you it was one of the best.

he stood waiting for you to show up. you were only five minutes late but that didn't stop his from getting scared. it wasn't like it was your first date together but he had hoped it wouldn't be your last. he was waiting patiently, watching the street corners before he saw you walking from the street corner up to him, a big smile plastered on your face when your eyes caught him. your smile was contagious, making him smile wide.

"hi, sorry i'm late, traffic." you said before kissing his cheek.

"no worries, love." he said while grabbing the door and opening it for the both of you. you gave him a simple thank you before walking inside.

"they have amazing pizza, i normally get the-"

"margherita pizza?" you guessed, jokingly.

"how'd you know?" he was genuinely shocked, like he didn't talk about it all the time.

"i have a good memory, james." you laughed, causing him to display a slight pink blush.

"that you do" he joked, before showing you where to sit.

a lady quickly approached the two of you "hi james, welcome back and who might this be?" she said turning towards you with a big grin.

"oh, i'm y/n."

"ah! pleasure, james doesn't bring any of his friends-"

"date, she's my date." he corrected her, he wanted everyone to know you were with him.

"ahhh, a special moment. here, look over these and i'll come back in a little" she said while placing two menus in front of you both. she quickly turned on her heels before heading to the back.

"james, what do you recommend?" you asked, genuinely curious if he eats anything else other than the pizza.

the date went great, the table was filled with mostly laughter and long looks from both sides. a huge smile plastered on both of your faces when the other was talking. at one point james had marinara on his face, which you gladly wiped off. which when you did made his heart sink.

once the two of you were stuffed, he had offered to walk his flat.

"i had an amazing time, james." you reassured him.

"good, that's good. i did as well." he laughed, before reaching in his pocket to grab his keys. he fumbled a bit but got it into the keyhole. he quickly opened the door, allowing you in. he debated on making a joke like welcome to my casa, but decided against it.

"wow, bachelor pad." you said, clapping your hands in a joking way.

"what- no- no it's not-"

"i was only joking with you, jamie. shoes on or off?" you asked, hoping to take those heels off. you've never called him jamie before it had made his heart skip a beat. he liked the nickname coming from you.

"anything you want, love." he said taking his jacket off.

james quickly walked in, moving little things here and there so you wouldn't see it. he quickly turned on the music, allowing it to fade the awkwardness.

"wanna dance?" he asked, lending you his hand.

"of course." you placed your hand in his, which he pulled so you could become closer together. you couldn't help but look in your eyes. you were so beautiful to him. then he heard it, the song. the song he'd want to play while you were dancing as a married couple or something.

"our song."

"what?" you had asked, you were too busy counting his freckles

"this song, it's our song."

"yes, it's a good song. i like this song." you said before quickly placing your lips against his. he was stunned at your sudden boldness, but quickly melted into it. your lips moved against each other as they had a mind of their own.

james' hands sliding down from your waist. your hands had slid to cup his face, deepening the kiss.

when it was finally time to release, so the both of you could catch your best. james couldn't help but pant in a laugh.

"you're so beautiful."

notes: i have way too many drafts that have barely a line on them. anyways finally finished this, it's been sitting in my drafts forever xxx

heaven

OFFICE, r. lupin (18+)

he still didn't tell you how he felt. he tried his best to keep it professional. the way you looked in that white button up shirt and black pencil skirt. the way your breast pressed against the fabric, they looked like they were screaming to be let out. he only imagined how they'd look pressed against his table. he watched you every time you got up and had to readjust your skirt. he smirked when you weren't looking. he'd watch you walk out swaying your hips, he couldn't help but look at your ass. he gave you more paper work to stay late with him. he loved seeing you.

"sir?" it snapped him out of his thoughts. "uhh yes, y/n?" he questioned. he looked you up and down before meeting your eyes again. "i was wondering if you had anymore paperwork, you need me to do?" you questioned, "yes- yes hold on." he quickly turned in his chair and grabbed the small stack behind him. "these need to be filed by tomorrow." he said handing you the stack. "of course sir." you said before walking out.

he watched your ass as you walked out. he felt his pants tightened with arousal. his hand flew to unbuckle his pants. he quickly slid his hand underneath the band of his boxers. looping his hand around his hardened cock. he was to busy motioning his hand back and forth to see you rushing back into his office. you opened the door stopping in your tracks seeing him. he quickly looked up, embarrassment trapping him, making his hand fly out of his pants, he quickly stood adjusting himself to zip his pants back up.. "y/n, i am so sorry you had to see that!" he quickly said. you quickly closed the door, before turning around. "sir, if i may?" you asked, eye looking him up and down.

"umm.. what is it?" he asked, he watched as you walked up to him. "may i- may i help you?" he couldn't help but feel hot, he just watched you before nodding and sitting back down. he watched as you dropped to your knees and your hands quickly flew to his zipper. he watched as you unzipped and pulled down the band of boxers. allowing his cock to release and sprung up due to the entrapment of his boxers. you looked up at him meeting his eyes already on you. you licked your lips before allowing yourself to take him in. your hands clasped what couldn't fit inside your warm mouth. you could hear his small breath of air release out his mouth.

you began to bob your head, eyes shooting up to see him. his eyes still on you, he moved the hair out of your face. "god, you are such a good girl. taking me so well." he said smiling at you, he could only hear the moan of excitement due to his praising. he smirked listening to your muffled moans, he quickly wrapped his hand around your hair so he could see your face. you could feel him twitch, "good girl- good girl. just like that pretty girl. i'm close baby, keep going." he mutter before throwing his head back, mouth parted open. he muttered a fuck before he shot down your throat. he looked back down and before he could even register what you were doing. you were wiping your thumb across your lips to catch the rest of the cum and licked it off. you looked back at him, glossy eyed. "my turn pretty, come on."

i changed my theme!!!!

BAND-AIDS, j. potter

tw: mentions of blood

it wasn't a lie, you did nip your finger with the knife while you were cutting carrots. did you make it over dramatic so you could be alone with james, maybe, but it's been weeks since the two of you had been together.

james quickly pulled you into the bathroom, where he and lily kept the first-aid kit. stumbling to get it open, before you placed your hand on his shoulder.

"it's okay, jamie."

"okay? your bleeding, flower." he gestured to your finger, which in reality wasn't really bleeding all crazy.

"not that much, here-" you quickly turned the tap on, running your finger underneath the water. washing off the visible blood. "see, jamie." you rushed your finger straight into his face. your cut trickling a little bit of blood.

"it just needs a bandaid." james opened the first-aid kit, scavenging through for a band-aid. he pulled out a band-aid.

"and maybe a kiss?"

"you're pushing it, love." he opened the band-aid before placing it against your skin.

"please, jamie." james sighed, looking at your finger then your face. you could see the wheels spinning in his head.

"all of our friends are outside."

"they won't find out. promise, j." you began to pout while fluttering your eyes again. james sighed before licking his lips and pressing them against your cut.

"there happy, birdie." he said while opening the band-aid and placing around your finger.

"you make me happy." james smiled again before he pulled you into a kiss.

notes: i probably could have made this longer... but it's alright <3

i have way too many drafts and there mostly just plot ideas :/

OH MY ACTUALLY GOD!!! MAL YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!

hi! could i please request a fake dating scenario with ron where you're both trying to make other people jealous but end up catching feelings for each other. and with smut & fluff if that's ok thanks <33

Thanks for requesting!

Word count: 3k

Warnings: smut, choking (gone in a blink) unprotected sex, a little fluff at the end, tell me if I missed anything.

It was just a random thing, so random.

You only wanted to get this obnoxious guy off of you, seeking out a getaway that kind of seemed to backfire the more you think about it.

You and Ron Weasley chose to fake date, only to ‘make people jealous’ but when he holds your hand in front of them, kisses you in front of them, is too much of a good feeling for something that’s supposed to be fake.

Surely he did not feel the same, how would you know? He seemed as normal as ever every time you tried to seek out a reaction, you’d hold his hand or grab him into a kiss to see how he’d react but he only smiles at you, eyes so blue and happy, he doesn’t seem stunned at all, sometimes you truly think he’s your boyfriend, only that he isn’t.

You were sitting on the ground late at night with Ron by your side, prompted on his elbows as he looked up at the night sky, your mind completely spiralling.

Neither of you was saying anything, nor touching, why would you? You weren’t together, real couples would take advantage of being alone like this and do something, something you’ve always thought of doing with Ron.

Ron cleared his throat, sitting up, grabbing your attention.

“What are you thinking of?” He asked, nudging your arm with his elbow. “Well, nothing that interesting.” You lied, your eyes turning to look at him, his hair not as orange in such dimmed lighting. His eyes, on the other hand, are so incredibly blue.

Ron gave a dry chuckle, his eyes wrinkled from laughter as he licked his lips. “I actually hoped to talk about something with you, if you’re willing to hear me out.” He turned to face you, his knee slightly touching your thigh, making you shiver.

“Alright, go on.” Your heart was pounding, you were curious and kind of worried, but he only took a breath and started. “I don’t want to fake date anymore,” Ron said, completely catching you off guard. His voice wasn’t gentle but it wasn’t harsh either, you were taken aback a bit. “Oh.” You chuckled awkwardly, turning in your seat on the dirty rock.

Ron stammered before he grabbed a hold of your elbow with his fingertips, only to make you look at him. “I didn’t mean to sound— rude, or anything.. but I think it’s time we call it quits, don’t you think?” He continued, his blue eyes seeking yours out. You swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded.

“Yeah.. I think so, too. It just caught me off guard.” You chuckled, making Ron breathe out in relief. “Oh, great.. great. I don’t want to upset you, you know.” Ron’s fingers left your elbow and in that moment, your heart shattered completely, it was the end of something that made you so happy, why did you have to become so attached?

You looked at the boy next to you, already standing up and dusting off his jeans, along with his palms. “Let me walk you back, please?” Ron offered his hand for you, you impulsively shook your head.

“No, I’ll stay here for a bit.” You responded, avoiding his eyes. Last thing you remember was him saying goodnight, going on his way back to the castle, watching him as he got smaller and smaller into the distance.

You caught yourself a little more affected by this whole deal being called off, you looked a little miserable than you had hoped you would.

Ron was still around and he was still close, your friendship meant a lot for him, and for you, too.

But could you face him after he turned you down? You had no idea how in love with him you’d been until that night and it embarrassed you.

You’d often catch his eye in the hall, he’d smile at you as he ate his food, offer you some of it, even. You went along as best as you can, could you ever force anybody to love you?

Ron was special, so special.

You were walking down the steps after someday, maybe a week or two after that night when you hadn’t seen Ron for like, two days. Part of you relieved, the other miserable.

you heard your name being called from behind you, you quickly turned around, startled and registered whose voice it was.

It was Ron, his hair a little messed, his white shirt dangling out of his pants, his red and golden tie made terribly around his neck, you’ve never seen him like this before.

“Sorry for scaring you.. I— uh.. I need to talk to you.. if you have time.” Ron walked closer to you, he looked better than what his hair and clothes were displaying at least.

You nodded, maybe he was in trouble and he needed your help.. or maybe something else completely?

“Sure..” you replied after a moment or so of silence. Ron took your wrist in his warm hand and led you up the stairs.

“Ron, are you alright?” You broke the silence, his breathing was all you could hear, and your footsteps.

Ron nodded. “Yeah.. yes— I just need to talk to you somewhere more private.” He turned to face you, blinking at you nervously.

“If that’s okay with you?” He tightened his hold on your wrist as if he weren’t just asking for your consent over wherever he was taking you. “Ron, you’re acting a little strange.. but it’s okay with me.” You nodded, seeking out his eyes but he wasn’t looking at you as he continued to walk towards the closed door of the prefect’s bathroom.

You raised a brow at such a choice of private place, but nobody could ever walk in here at this time of night, so you’d give him that.

“So.. what did you want to talk to me about?” You asked as Ron opened the door and let you in, his privilege of being a prefect himself. Ron did not respond as you walked in, the bathroom smelled great, everything was neatly put in place.

Ron closed the door and locked it. “It’s about that night.” Ron finally answered, walking closer to you, his eyes a darker shade of blue in the dim lights of the bathroom. Your heart sank at his answer, swallowing the lump in your throat that only seemed to get heavier. “What about it?”

Ron shut his eyes for a second, before he walked closer and held your hands in his, his eyes open again and staring back into yours. “I want you.. so much,” He whispered, regret and despair coating his voice.

You had no chance of responding, completely speechless and frozen in place. But Ron only continued, his voice sounding like it was hurting for so long and only you could fix it. “I thought when I’d tell you we're done, you’d stop me, tell me you want me as much as i want you, maybe even stand up and kiss me, hold me.. but you didn’t.” Ron whispered, his hands holding yours in a tighter grip.

“I know it was stupid, crazy even.. but I want you, I really really want you and I want you to want me.” His eyes become glassy, the blue in them hidden behind the dark of his dilated pupils, so dark that you could see yourself staring back at him, shocked and confused.

You couldn’t find it in you to respond, you only stood on your toes and captured his lips with yours, his hands aggressively went around your waist, forcefully pulling you closer to him, making a noise in the back of his throat as he kissed you harder, one of his hands going to your hair, pushing you even closer to him.

You both stumbled on your steps, not containing your aggression as Ron pushed you against the wall of the bathroom, you groaned against him as he parted your legs with his knee, his kisses made it so hard to breathe, your breaths coming out in pants and gasps, your hands tugging and pulling at his soft hair.

It wasn’t long before he picked you up around his waist, placing you down on the ground, both of you not talking and you weren’t going to lie and say you didn’t have millions of questions swerving around your brain, you felt everything all at once, confusion, fear, anticipation, and most importantly, so turned on.

You prompted yourself on your elbows as you watched him take off his tie, throwing it away, followed by his shirt as he went and kneed closer to you, his eyes staring at you like you’ve always dreamt about, your breathing barely contained as he slowly placed a kiss on the corner of your mouth, making you close your eyes as he did the same thing down your jaw, your throat, your neck.

As soon as he reached your chest, you were a whimpering mess. He was slowly killing you, and you loved every second of it.

Ron’s hand went up your thigh, his eyes staring at you so hungrily, he could devour you if he could, only he wanted to savour it, be as slow as he can, he hated to think he’d rush this.

Only you felt the complete opposite, you wanted him— no, needed him.

“Ron.. please.” You begged, his hand slowly going up your inner thigh. Ron smiled menacingly, his tongue licking his bottom lip at the sight of you so needy already, he felt hotness rush through him, his hands shaking, his sweat breaking out and parting his orange hair over his forehead.

“Please what?” He whispered, his fingertips brushing your skin gently as you felt every touch so intensely.

You were at loss of breath and words altogether. “Touch me.. please.” You begged more than asked, this made Ron come a little closer and closer as your faces were inches apart. “Isn’t that what I’m doing, love?” He asked, placing two fingers under your chin to turn your face towards his.

“More..” was all you could say, he grinned, his lips breaking into a smirk that made you squirm in need. “Don’t be impatient now, we’ve got all night.. and every night to come, you’re mine now and I’m going to do whatever I please with you, does that sound good to you?” Ron asked, his hand going around your throat as you nodded.

“Y-yes.” You trembled at his action, his hand closed in around your pipes but still enough you could breathe.. he was so gentle, you pushed against his hold to kiss him but he restrained you there. Still smirking, your stomach burned and your chest was about to explode, becoming more and more impatient.

“What did I say.. Hm? Don’t be impatient.” He warned as his hand went down to unbutton your shirt, pulling the fabric away to kiss your exposed, sweaty skin.

His mouth was on your breast as he sucked a love bite, licking and biting, his movement so slow that it drove you crazy. “Fuck— Ron…” you moaned, your fingers pushing into his scalp, your legs on either side of him so weak you could barely move them.

He pulled away, his lips red and swollen to continue undressing you.

His hands pulled down your skirt, exposing your body to him completely, the way he was looking at you made you weak in the knees, and the feeling of something pooling between your legs.

His hands went to his own pants, then. Undoing his belt as you heard his breathing more ragged, before he stopped for a moment, scoffing. “Shit, you’re so fucking perfect, I’ve never seen something so pretty that fucked my mind so good that I’ve no idea where to start, what do I do? Goddamn it, I want to do everything to you.” He gripped your thigh with forceful fingers, pulling you closer as you gasped.

He kissed down your stomach, sloppy hot kisses all over your skin, going further down your lower stomach, it was all quicker than before as you hadn’t realised he had pulled your underwear with both of his hands, his mouth still lowering down and making you gasp as he licked your dripping heat.

His movements were betraying his own words, he couldn't be any more slow as he grabbed your legs over his shoulders and ate you out, his mouth kissing and licking every inch of you, your moans getting louder and louder, his hot breath sending you on edge.

You whimpered out your words but nothing seemed like a full coherent sentence so you bit down your lip, holding his hair in your fingers, you gasped as you felt the knot in your stomach about to snap, your breathing laboured as Ron groaned against your wetness with a grip on your thighs so bruising.

He spread your legs just a little more as he rolled his nose inside of you, making you cry out as the feeling was unbearable, your eyes shut tight and your legs shaking and twitching beneath you, your orgasm washing all over you as you spilled your juices all over Ron’s tongue, his breathy laugh hitting your sensitive spot and making you whine.

“Fuck.” You breathed out, relaxing your grip on his hair and dropped your hands next to you as you collected your breaths.

But Ron was not done, he looked up at you, stroking your face with his warm hand, bringing his thumb against your bottom lip. “You taste so good, it’s not fair.. you know? You want to know why?”

He gently pushed a strand of your sweating bangs away from your face, behind your ear as you plucked up the ability to speak. “Why?” Ron smiled as you said that, a smile so loving but so bitter, jealous.

“That night you didn’t beg me to stay with you, did you want somebody else? Was somebody else on that pretty little mind of yours?” Ron asked, jealousy and anger replacing his tone, his hands going to his belt as he finally undid it fully, throwing it away and unzipped his pants.

“No— never.. I didn’t want anybody else.” You defended, all your feelings resurfacing as you heard his accusation.

Ron’s pants were completely off as you talked, he wasn’t impressed, he wanted you to say more. “Ron, I've always wanted you.” You continued as he came on top of you again, his cock in his hand before he spat in his palm, rubbing it all over his throbbing length, you blinked at his size but you couldn’t give much reaction before Ron pushed you back down.

Spreading your legs with his eyes burning into yours, wanting you to continue. “I’ve always needed you.” You whispered, that was all he needed until he pushed himself inside of you. Both of you gasping at the action, Ron groaned against your neck before he adjusted himself properly inside you, his whimpers dying down as he thrusted in and out.

It was your turn now for uncontrollable moans, every move he made had made you whimper and squirm, he held you down with strong hands over your hips, rolling himself faster each second. “Oh.. oh, oh yeah.” You moaned, your walls clenching around him, he felt so good.

“How good is this? Hm? Can anybody else make you feel this good? Tell me!” Ron took your palm in his hands as you cried out the harder he pushed himself into you, tears threatening to fall. “N-no.” You whined, Ron chuckled dryly as he let out a moan. “Exactly.. that’s exactly what I want to hear—“ he paused to let out another strangled moan which made you fold, your fingernails digging into his freckled shoulders as you whined for more.

Ron placed a hand over your stomach, still thrusting at the same pace as you gasped out at the feeling of being close. “I’m- I’m close.” You whispered, Ron went faster as soon as you said that.

Scratching his shoulder as you screamed before he took your mouth in his, kissing and swallowing down your moans, his thrusts becoming more brutal as you moaned into the kiss, your heartbeat so loud in your ears.

You and Ron were both moaning into each other’s mouths, your legs and hands shaking, so scared of how intense the feeling was as you came undone and letting out a loud scream with your tears cold against your face.

Ron pulled himself out of you after a few seconds of you collecting your breaths, finding it so hard to do so.

“Hey, baby.. breathe okay? Come on, in and out,” Ron kissed your cheek as you nodded, your chest calming down after a few intakes of breaths and the ginger was next to you. “Oh my god.” You sighed, running your fingers through your sweating hair.

“I know.” Ron giggled, his face still red, your fingernails indeed left scratches on his shoulders.

You just got to admit that it was so intense, it never ever felt this good.

“I’m sorry.” You said after a long pause of both of you not saying anything, just breathing and calming down.

“Hm? What for?” Ron turned to face you, his eyes back to the same blue you adored. You touched his shoulder with your fingertips as he looked at it, scoffing and shaking his head. “It hurts so good.” Ron grabbed you closer to him, kissing your forehead.

“It does?” You bit down your lip, Ron shook his head. “No, don’t be sorry.. it’s a good reminder that I’ve had the best sex in my whole life, and with a girl I’m so in love with.”

You blushed at his words. “I’m glad we both agree on that.” You grinned.

You and Ron stayed there for a few more minutes before he helped clean you up and dress you, then he took you to steal food from the kitchens and stare at the stars as you both ate, then steal a few more kisses before you had to part ways, both of you already missing the other.

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