wrath ; regulus black

nineteen. *

The Hogwarts Express was packed tightly this year; she somehow had managed to keep the compartment to herself. A few students had opened the door in search of a seat, but they would quickly run out of the compartment after seeing who was sitting there. She enjoyed this, they were frightened of her.

Viviana lay on the bench of the compartment with a book in her hands; recently she had been fascinated with learning the psychological differences between muggles and wizards. She truly could not imagine being a muggle; in this life or another.

It sounded horrendous.

Her robes were folded neatly at her feet, leaving her in just a skirt and white button-up top. She tugged on the gray and green striped tie around her neck, loosening it while they were on the train. It was always hot on the train, perhaps from the sun shining directly on her in the window. She looked down at her knee socks, debating removing them to help with the heat some.

The door opened from behind her; she did not look up to see who was attempting to come into the compartment. With her eyes fixated on the book in her hands, she spoke, "Get the fuck out or I will cut off your to-."

She stopped, a few loud clicks echoing through the apartment. Specifically, the door locking. 

She tilted her head, looking toward the door realizing it was not some annoying first year that had barged into the compartment. It was Regulus Black.

Something had turned in her stomach when she met his eyes. Even though it had only been a few weeks she felt like she had forgotten what he had looked like. He was fucking gorgeous, even with the dark bags sticking out so prominently beneath his eyes. She despised him, how could he look so good without even trying; she felt as if she were unraveling just looking at him.

"What are y-?" Viviana began, watching as sat on the ground. He grabbed a hold of her wrist, yanking her down on top of him before she could finish speaking.

She smirked as lips pressed against hers; her body straddling his own as she leaned her face into his. Viviana grabbed ahold of his face; he mimicked her action grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling her closer to his open-mouthed kisses.

His stupid tongue: she felt like he was going to make her melt into him with his tongue alone. Every movement inside her mouth, against her tongue, and against her neck made her body weak against him.

She had not thought about sex once, but now that she had seen Regulus sex was the only thing on her mind.

Viviana pulled away, slightly out of breath from how rough Regulus was getting with his mouth alone. She swore her lips were going to bleed from how hard he was biting on them, and the rest of her body.

"I don't even get a hello?" She asked, her hands resting on his stomach as she continued straddling his clothed crotch. She grinned looking down at Regulus. He sure did look good as a bottom.

"No. Fuck you," He replied. He grabbed ahold of her ass, squeezing so hard she gasped and folded inward toward his chest. There was no way that was not going to be bruised in the morning.

He took the opportunity to roll the two over in one swift motion. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, his body already positioned perfectly in between her legs. He pushed his crotch hard into her, watching as she bit her lip and arched her back in response. This time, it was him grinning down at her.

He bit his lower lip, watching as she was trying to unbutton his shirt as quickly as she could; her hair was a disheveled mess, her lips swollen and ajar as she looked up at him, and her chest began to rise and fall rather quickly, eager to get this going.