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Hi!! I hope you’re having a great day. I just wanted to ask you if you could do softdom!sugardaddy!regulusxfem!reader?? Regulus takes her to Paris but her new jewelleries and lingeries and fucks her against the view of the Eiffel Tower. Only if you feel comfortable with it. Feel free to ignore.
heyyy! i hope you're having a marvelous day aswell! i personally love this request so much, it seems like the perfect thing to write, so thanks for submitting this!!
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PAIRING: softdom!regulus x fem!reader
WARNINGS: nsfw content, sugar daddy-ing, descriptive smut, semi-public sex, overstim, modern AU, age gap (reader is 21) , pet names (princess, love, baby i think..?)
SUMMARY: regulus takes you to paris to treat you
You’re sitting at a nearby restaurant at the airport, sipping a coffee while scrolling through your phone. Your boyfriend sits on the opposite of the small table, looking around at the small shops lined up against the large room.
Regulus noticed that you’ve been drowning yourself in school work, and wanted to surprise you with a vacation to Paris, before you arrive back home to another week of finals. You were beyond excited when he texted you about the trip, having checked your schedule the night before.
“Southwest 4379 scheduled for takeoff 9:35 pm is now accepting and loading passengers.” The loud intercom announces you and your boyfriends' flight.
You stood up slowly, shoving your phone in your back pocket as Regulus held both of your suitcases in his arms as he began to walk to the ticket instructor.
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30 minutes after submitting your ticket, you and your boyfriend found your reserved seats in first class. It was similar in size to a large walk in closet, a small room stretched around a coffee table, with soft blue and purple led lights stuck on the sides of the outer walls surrounding you.
“Bed looks comfy. Oh, and check this out, Bubs!” When you sat down on the bed, a laptop sized tv made itself noticeable as a mechanical whirr sought a series of movies and shows on the screen.
“’S fancy, don’tcha think?” Regulus settled on the side of the bed, glancing over to you, who was now snapping pictures in front of your window.
“Very fancy,” You rolled out the “e” when you replied.
“And nice.” You added with a snicker.
After taking pictures, you crawled across the bed to Regulus, who was now scrolling on his phone, looking at gold and silver necklaces.
From behind him, you hooked your arms around him, lowering you face into the crook of his neck.
Regulus hummed as he continued scrolling on the jewelry site, adding every piece he found would fit you to his virtual cart.
“Wake me up when we land...”
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“I think I like this one.”
“That one?”
“Yeah. Matches my gold dress in my suitcase.”
You carefully picked up a silver bracelet and held it up to your face, eyeing the the gold engraved heart on the pallet in the middle on the bracelet.
“Could get my name on it. We could get matching ones hm?” Your boyfriend placed his hands on your shoulders from behind you as he spoke into your ear.
“Totally!” You happily obliged, nodding and giving the bracelet to him as you and him walked over to the cashier so he could ring it up.
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“I like black and blue on you, Love.” Regulus caught your attention as he held up a dark lingerie set up to you, awaiting your approval.
“It’s almost perfect, I love it, too.” You looked at the set in awe.
“Should I try it on when we head back to the hotel? This is the last place we are visiting tonight, right?” You checked your phone for the time. 7:56 pm.
“Actually, there’s one more place I would like us to visit. Do you remember how you said you’ve always wanted to see the Eiffel tower?”
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You two reserved a private view room in the Eiffel tower to admire the beautiful night.
“Still marvelous, am I right?” Regulus whispered a tease from behind you, blush crowding your cheeks when he moved his left hand from your shoulder to your waist.
You let out a pleasurable groan as he placed quick kisses on your neck, hands roaming across your chest.
“Haah.. m-more..” You moaned against him as he placed a long kiss on your lips.
You whimpered against his face when he guided his right hand up your loose shirt, massaging your tits through your lacy bralette.
“May I?” He motioned over your underwear, waiting for a response from you. When you nodded ‘Yes’, he pulled up your bra from under your shirt, rubbing your nipple with his middle finger.
You let in a sharp breath as he did that, signaling to him that you enjoyed what he was doing.
While his right hand was on your chest, his left hand found its way from your waist to the hem of your underwear, thumb hooking under the waistband before the rest of his fingers followed suit.
He let the pad of his middle finger lightly ghost over your clit. After teasing that area for a few minutes and earning a a series of moans from you, he plunges his fingers in your wet hole.
“Please, I need you.” You begged before he let out an honest laugh.
“More specific, darling.” He took this opportunity to lightly squeeze your nipple, earning another moan from you.
“Need your cock, Reggie.” You whimpered as his pace in your pussy went faster, making you grip the handrail in front of you.
“Well, since my princess begged so nicely for it, I might just give it to her.”
Playing with your breasts and getting you off drove you over the edge, your hips rutting against his hand as you came, moaning out sweet nothings.
Regulus unbuckled his belt as you came down from your high, thick cock springing from his boxers when he pulled them down.
Slowly pushing inside of you, you moaned out even louder due to the overstimulation, and your boyfriend pulled his left hand from your underwear, and held his ring and middle finger to your plump lips.
“Taste yourself, darling.”
You took his wet fingers in your mouth, swirling your tongue around them.
After a few moments of himself inside of you, he picked up his pace and thrusted in and out of your pussy, setting off another orgasm of yours.
“Mmm, gonna fuck my cum inside this pretty pussy.” He groaned out, indicating he was close, too.
While you were coming for the second time, Regulus approached his high soon after yours.
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“That was amazing.” You turned around on the bed to Regulus’ side.
“Which one, the trip, or me inside you?” He let out a laugh and you gasped in sarcasm.
“Actually, both.”
“Which one did you like the most, princess?”
“The trip.”
He scoffed.
“I was kidding!”
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a/n: apologies if this isnt the best, i didnt have time to spell check it and i was high writing like 75% of this lmao, its all over the place
Lol, does anyone know a jegulus fanfic like this in wattpad or ao3? If you do, please tell me, i'm shipping them so much right now. But then again, i may end up writing one myself. 👀
A funny jegulus fic would be James covering for a friend (Remus) who can’t make a delivery so he goes in his place and heads to a big mansion. Regulus answers the door and is snarky to him, even tips James a few dollars which obviously sets him off because that’s what he was going to tip Remus?? The asshole. “You’re rich and you can’t even tip good?” James would start. Regulus starts going off as well. It ends with James dumping a drink on his head and Regulus threatening to sue him. “I like to see you try!” Little did Regulus know that James’ family is influential and someone you do not mess with. Idk how it would end but it’d be with them getting together somehow.
Forever and always
{Regulus wakes up from a nightmare and you’re there to comfort him}
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Regulus doesn’t exactly have the best relationship with sleep, it was fifty-fifty whether or not he would get any, and the times he did often came plagued with nightmares of his past, and horrible ideas of what the future might have in store for him, so more often than not he would avoid it altogether, apart from when he’s with you.
You always brought a sense of contentment, to him you’re what home should feel like, a loving and gentle feeling that wraps around him like a handmade blanket, woven by your hands.
It’s a feeling he loses himself in, and he’s no longer Regulus Arcturus Black, he no longer feels the need to uphold a family name or to keep a certain appearance, he’s simply just a boy who’s allowed to feel in the safety of your arms.
And so sleep comes easier when he’s next to you, his arm slung lazily over your waist as he holds you close, your legs linked with his in a mess of limbs all hidden underneath the warmth of your blanket.
However the mind can be a cruel thing, it can conjure up the worst thoughts that some couldn’t comprehend, or even begin to imagine.
His nightmare drags on slowly and painfully, and he can’t seem to wake up, his body frozen with made-up fear, all he can see and hear is you, his biggest weakness and yet his strength.
He can hear the strangled pain in your voice as your pleas fall on deaf ears, you’re begging them to stop, screaming out in agony. Regulus tries to run to you, he tries so hard to move but he’s frozen in panic, even when you’re calling out his name.
He finally breaks out of the nightmare, sitting up with a broken sob realizing he must have been crying in his sleep, his eyes widen in panic, and his chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath but his attempts are fruitless as he lets out a string of broken gasps his hands erratically searching for yours.
You’re woken by the sudden moment, “Regulus?” You whisper softly, sitting up next to him, and you can see the fear that drowns his eyes and your heart breaks as you watch tears fall from his eyelashes down his cheeks, he lets out a pitiful sob.
His hands shake with worry as he gently cups your face in his hands, his eyes studying your concerned expression as if he doesn’t believe you’re truly here, “I- I’m sorry, I’m sorry” he cries, his nightmare still lingering in the back of his mind convincing him you’re hurt, and you gently take his hands in yours guiding them away from your face to rest on your lap.
“It’s okay, you’re okay my love” you whisper as you take him into your arms, his head resting in the crook of your shoulder and he nuzzles his nose further into your neck, “You’re home, with me. I promise we are safe Regulus,” you say while his arms wrap around your waist, hands grasping at the soft fabric of your shirt as he holds you closer.
Home, he thinks, it's such a foreign thing for him that he’s not even sure what it is exactly, but being here with you felt right, felt good. You’re his home.
“They— I hurt you, I— I tried to move— I couldn’t- I’m sorry” he gasped, losing himself within your warmth as your hands rub against the expanse of his back.
“It was just a nightmare, my love, it wasn’t real, see I’m okay, right here with you” you smile pulling away from him gently as you take his face in your hands, and you watch his eyes scan across your loving expression and something blooms within his heart, “We’re okay” you remind him and he nods gently replying with a small broken, ‘okay’
He calms down, taking deep breaths as you guide him back to reality, like a lighthouse to a boat amidst a brutal storm, and he finds sanctuary within your warmth as you press gentle kisses to his face.
“I’m sorry for waking you up” he whispers, as you shake your head, and a sad smile tugs at your supple lips.
“You know I’d rather you wake me up, I’m here for you Reggie, forever and always,” you say, and he looks at you with such a gentle caring look it melts your heart.
“Forever and always, I like that” he nods with a smile and you let out a breathy giggle, your forehead resting against his, his black curls tickling your cheek.
“As do I my dear” you press a kiss against the corner of his mouth, “Do you want a bath? Or are you okay to go back to sleep?” You ask
There’s a voice that nips at the back of his mind to pick the latter to, not cause any more trouble than he already has, but he doesn’t, perhaps it’s the way you asked with such a tender tone that he just can’t bring himself to listen to that voice.
“A bath would be nice” and that is all it takes as you nod kissing his forehead, you mumble a quiet, ‘of course my love’ and he watches you walk into the bathroom and he can hear the water flowing while you pop your head around the corner.
“Lavender right?” You ask and he smiles to himself as he nods, he hears you repeat the word 'Lavender' to yourself as you walk back into the bathroom, and he quietly chuckles, yes here with you is his home, forever and always.
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☾⋆AN/ My first time writing for Regulus :0 hope you enjoyed my lovelies! <3
Hi I was wondering if you could possibly make a cute regulus oneshot where regulus is just admiring the reader and compliments them in french knowing the reader doesn't understand. I love your posts so much. Hope you have a good day! 🌷🌟
-Regulus Black x reader
{Regulus loves to whisper French endearments to you}
Thank you lovely! 💕 also if there are any mistakes with the French please let me know and I’ll fix it right away, enjoy lovelies! 💕
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Another sigh falls from your lips as you stretch your arms before laying down against the soft picnic blanket, the feeling of the material against your skin only elicits another sigh which in turn makes Regulus let out a breathy chuckle, looking down at you with soft eyes.
“Are you okay?” He asks pushing your hair from your face and tucking it behind your ear, he smiles, an expression overflowing with love. You look up at him, your hand shielding your eyes from the afternoon sun as it casts down against you both, and you notice the way its orangey light dusts against his skin making him glow, just like an angel.
“Yeah, m’just getting a little tired” you whisper, and you watch as he lays down on his front, chin propped up on his elbows. He looks down at you and there’s something in his expression that melts you completely.
He leans down to press a kiss or two against your jaw and then another to the corner of your mouth, smiling into the small peck. Regulus never fails to make you go all giddy, the small touches and his love-filled eyes, that have you hiding your face behind your hands.
You can hear him 'tut' slightly as his fingers wrap around your wrist, the warmth of his hand against yours as he guides them away from your face.
“There we go,” he says with a smile, the sight has your chest blooming with warmth. He leans into you once again before whispering, “Tu es tres jolie” his lips peppering kisses against your face, and you swear your heart is skipping beats.
The words leave his mouth so beautifully and even if you haven’t the slightest idea of what they mean they still seem so heavenly. In all honesty, he could be insulting you, the thought makes you chuckle.
You watch as he frowns slightly, tilting his head with slight confusion. “You could be insulting me, I would never know,” you tell him, Regulus shakes his head, his curls that frame his face bouncing as he does so.
“I would never” he gasps with fake offence, a hand over his heart, “Je t'aime tellement” he whispers, his hand resting on your hips as he lets his head fall against your shoulder.
“I still don’t understand” Your fingers thread through his wind-tussled hair and you can feel him chuckle against you.
“Do you want me to tell you?” He asks, sitting up slightly as he kisses your cheek, you nod with a small ‘Mhm’
He smiles, excitement flashing through his eyes as he pulls you up, both sitting crossed-legged on top of the soft blanket he whispers a quiet ‘Okay’ before he speaks again, “Tu es tres jolie” he says slowly, breaking down the words for you.
And for what you lack in knowledge of the language you make up for with passion, and he stifles his laughter behind his hand, “Hey! Don’t laugh, I’m trying” you tell him with a slight twinge of embarrassment.
“I’m not laughing at you,” he says taking your hands in his, fingers entwined as he rests them on his lap, “Now listen carefully” he tells you as he repeats the words even more slowly.
“Tu es tres jolie” You give him a weary smile and he nods.
“Perfect” he praises you, his thumb smoothing over the bumps of your knuckles, “It means, you are very pretty” he leans forward pressing his lips against yours, your noses bumping slightly with the action, and his gentle words leave you feeling all floaty.
He doesn’t have time to pull away before your arms wrap around his shoulders pulling him back into you as you kiss him, although it doesn’t last too long as you both end up smiling, which makes you both break out in a fit of giggles.
“Teach me more?” You ask, forehead resting against his.
“Of course beautiful,” he says, and he spends a good hour teaching you, enjoying how interested you seem to be. The sun will eventually set, and both you and Regulus pack away your small picnic into a basket before walking back to your quaint little village house, arms linked.
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Hey I saw your requests were open :)
How about regulus slow dancing with reader in their bedroom/kitchen? I’m a sucker for how well you write for him 😭
-Regulus Black x reader
{Slow dancing with Regulus black}
Thank you for the request, Hope you enjoy my lovelies! 💕
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Regulus didn’t live with you, although it certainly felt like he did. Little reminders of him scatter throughout your house, woven through the halls and rooms. His clothes claim a small section of your closet, his toothbrush sits beside yours and you’ve even stacked up on his favourite snacks.
That’s why you don’t fret when your front door opens with a heavy creak whilst you potter around the kitchen. He calls out your name softly as he closes the door behind him, hanging his coat up and kicking off his shoes.
“I’m in the kitchen!” You call out softly and a small smile breaks out on his lips at the sound of your sweet voice. He was finally home where he belonged, by your side just how it should be.
There’s no hesitation as Regulus walks through the kitchen, his hands immediately tugging you into him by your hips. “I’ve missed you.” He sighs as he rests his head in the crook of your neck with a soft groan.
He’s much less reserved around you now than when you two first started dating. He seeks out your warmth without a second thought, ignoring the small protests of insecurity that shout at him.
“I’ve missed you too.” You smile softly as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, hugging him closely to you whilst his hands rest against the small of your back.
He pulls back slightly to admire you, the stress from his expression melts away instantly as he drinks in the sight of you. How the warm lights of the kitchen dust against your skin. There’s a certain glow to you that lights up his heart and soul… you breathe life into him again.
He watches your smile turn more shy under his loving gaze. Your eyes flicker away from him, but he’s quick to catch your jaw in his hand ever so softly, making you look back over at him, his thumb caresses your cheek.
“Dinners just cooking… your favourite.” You tell him, quickly trying to move the conversation on so he doesn’t make a teasing remark about your sudden shyness.
He glances over to the oven then back down to you, there’s a gleam of admiration that swims within in his dark eyes. He’s still not used to it, the volumes in which you care for him and he’s not sure he ever will be.
“Thank you, mon amour.” Regulus whispers before pressing a soft sweet kiss to your lips, his smile breaks the kiss off and he pulls back slightly to admire you once more.
There’s a certain peacefulness that you bring to him, you seem to quell the emotions that bundle up inside him. He stands there holding you closely as the gentle melodies play from your small radio.
A kiss against his cheek breaks him out of the trance he seems to be lost in. “Dinner is still cooking... do you want to dance with me?” You ask softly as you rest a delicate hand against his shoulder, looking up at him those pretty eyes of yours and a smirk that teeters against your lips.
He completely melts at the sight. “Of course, angel.” He breathes as if you’ve knocked the air out of him, his hand finding your hips as he begins to gently sway with the melody of the music.
All those ballroom dance lessons paid off, except this is much less intense than when he was a child. It’s a slow-paced one, that doesn’t carry the same pressure as he once remembers, no judging eyes to tell him that his form is off… he can breathe.
You feel his shoulders relax slightly and a certain playfulness flashes through his eyes as he spins you around before bringing you back into his chest, his hands squeezing your hips softly.
The sounds of your sweet laughter fill the kitchen as you both dance, socked feet bumping together every so often and he tuts at you teasingly every time.
“You’re beautiful” He whispers, his hand resting against your cheek and his heart swells when he feels you lean into the warmth of his palm and he knows you’re the one… his heart belongs to you forever and always. "I love you" he breathes, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth.
"I love you too," you reply with a warm smile as you both continue to enjoy each other's warmth dancing together lovingly. Nothing else matters to Regulus except for the way you feel against him, just as it should be.