KNOWING ME KNOWING YOU ⇒ jegulus one shots

JAMES POTTER PLAYS THE NAME GAME AND LOSES

For ReMuSlUpInWh0rE 💜

Regulus isn't sure exactly when it had happened, but he knows it's happened and the positive muggle pregnancy gripped within his trembling fingers proves that it did happen.

As the floo makes it signature sound, signalling James' arrival home, Regulus hastily stashes the test within the bathroom cabinet, ensuring he'll hide it better later; or perhaps he mightn't have to, given his husband's eagerness to have a baby.

Regulus trots down the stairs to see James in all his quidditch gear glory, his hair damp from the pelting rain and his cheeks flushed, a clear sign he had probably out trained every other member of the team.

"Reg," James opens his arms wide for a hug, letting Regulus cuddle close to his chest. "My lovely boy," James smiles softly, nuzzling his face against Regulus' soft hair.

"You're home early," Regulus grins up at James.

"God, I must've missed you, darling," James chuckles, looking down at his husband. He tightens his grip on Regulus' waist and smirks. "Missed you enough for a quickie, eh, lovey?"

Regulus nods eagerly. They've been doing this a lot lately, quickies, not that Regulus minds. He entangles his long, boney fingers with James' and prances the two of them up the stairs, giddy smiles on both of their faces.

James attaches their lips as soon as he closes the bedroom door, kissing deeply and hungrily. "Mmh, Reg," He moans into the kiss as Regulus nibbles on his lip. "God, angel, love it when you do that," He utters breathlessly.

Regulus murmurs something incoherent as he feels James fumble for his zipper. "I'll be gentle, love, I'm a little tired," James whispers softly.

Regulus nods. "Mmh, please, James, God, please," He begs. "Just...now, God, just now," He demands urgently. James smirks teasingly, not wanting to waste anymore time, he slides inside of his husband, Regulus crying out with a moan as he does so.

"Fuck," Regulus calls as he feels James hoist his legs to rest on his shoulders.

"Mmh, love you," James groans as he thrusts.

"L-love you too, James," Regulus moans softly. He withers underneath James' touch, as he always does, the older man moving at a quickened pace.

"F-fuck, taking it so well, babe, uh," James praises as he presses soft kisses to Regulus' face. "Feel so good, Reg," He whispers.

James brings a hand to Regulus chest and twists gently at his already sensitive nipples, causing Regulus to whine and groan, lolling his head. It is the final straw.

Regulus whimpers gently. "Oh God, oooh," He bites his lip. "James, m'gonna...shit," He cries out, arching his back as he feels himself let go of every piece of himself he had been restraining.

James pants for air. "God, m'so close, Lils," He grunts. "Oh, God, Lily m'gonna come," James finishes, pulling out of Regulus with a satisfied smile but the look on Regulus' face tells him he has done something very, very wrong. He gapes. "Oh Jesus, lovey, I didn't hurt you, did I? Are you okay-"

"No," Regulus tries to snap but he can feel his lip wobbling. "N-no, I-I don't think I am okay," He whispers. His vision is beginning to blur and he raises from the bed. "God," He laughs bitterly. "I should have fucking known! I should have bloody well known you'd do this eventually!" Regulus' voice cracks brokenly. "I should have known you'd always want her, n-not me."

James sits up, realization crashing down onto him. "Reg-"

"No! Just don't! Fuck!" Regulus shouts as tears splash down his face. "Don't 'Reg' me, just don't....don't speak to me, alright?" He isn't sure what exactly comes over him but he's slamming clothes into a bag and collecting up some random items, his books, his rings, his shoes for gods sake.