Ink in Paper - Regulus Black

TW: Smut (first part, but not whole. Again, I'm sorry, I couldn't separate it)

The late July's breeze came in through the open windows and hit Luna's naked back, making her shiver as she held Regulus tighter. He did not even glance up from where he suckled at her breast, hips still moving to thrust up at her while her hips moved in circular motions around his girth. The feeling was starting to overwhelm her.

Luna's mouth opened as she gasped loudly at the feeling, throwing her head back and moaning loudly, not caring if they were going to be overheard by anyone walking nearby in the corridor of the inn. They were free there in the expensive room that Regulus paid for, they were just Luna and Regulus – no more last-year students, no more probable soldiers in a brewing war, no more parties in a relationship that had a ticking bomb haunting them.

"Are you close?" Regulus asked, panting from effort.

Her eyes closed her eyes tight, focusing on the feeling.

"Yeah," she said.

Regulus, however, didn't seem to believe her, because his hips stopped completely. Luna, in response, whined in frustration and tried to grind her hips against him, but his hands held her hips-bones tightly, stopping her from moving.

"Let's change positions," Regulus said. "You like me on top more."

While the power of being on top was something Luna enjoyed, it was a lot harder to orgasm with it, when she had to focus on when to move her hips, even with Regulus sucking her breasts and touching her clit whenever he had the control to do so. Besides, Regulus had the talent of finding her G-spot a lot easier when she was lying down while she had to grind and shimmy around in her attempt to find it herself.

Luna lied down on the bed, but instead of just climbing between her legs as Regulus usually did, he pulled her by the ankles, making her yelp as he pulled her further down on the bed.

"Play with yourself. I might not control myself for very long," Regulus said, pink ears and cheeks at this confession. "Please, my love."

It was the way his eyes seemed to shine at the mere idea of pleasuring her that made Luna's run down her body to find her already wet cunt, playing with it with the pad of her fingers and finding her clit quickly.

Taking the moment, Regulus got up, standing beside the bed and pulling her ankles to drag her closer to the edge. He pushed her thighs up, knees almost touching her chest as he pushed himself inside of her. Luna moaned loudly at the feeling, squeezing her eyes tight at the feeling of how deep her got in her.

"Better?" he asked.

"Yes. Yes!" she whimpered.

Glad, Regulus moved his hips, thrusting inside of Luna with abandon now that he was certain that she was enjoying it as much as he was. He was pushing her legs towards her, spreading them and letting her body fold. Luna was uncomplaining, seemingly happy to moan and hold onto the sheets beneath her to somehow keep herself in control of the situation.

"Luna?" Regulus whimpered.

She knew what he was asking.

"Close," she said, fingers working faster where their bodies met.

Regulus closed his eyes, focusing on the burning of his muscles as he tried to keep the same rhythm that she had been enjoying so much even if he was so close that one squeeze from her could get him over the edge.

It was when Luna screamed so loudly that, for a second, Regulus wondered if it was real at all that he knew she had done it. Her muscles squeezed him tightly and, blindly she reached for him, grabbing his shoulder and a handful of his hair to pull him down for a wet, languid kiss with tongue and teeth. Regulus reached for her hip to keep her in place as her hips stuttered against his, letting go of one of her legs, and then he spilled himself inside of her.