wrath ; regulus black

thirty. *

The group had made their way back to the common room after grabbing a few bottles of whiskey, moonshine, vodka, and a few other various bottles of alcohol she had never heard of. Viviana had been taking shots of vodka, whereas Regulus had held the entire bottle of whiskey to himself.

She sat close beside him; her thighs were pushed hard into his to make sure there was at least a foot of space between her and Rosier.

Unfortunately, for her, the wetness between her legs had not gone away since the cupboard incident a few minutes ago. She had to keep crossing and uncrossing her legs to relieve the ache deep inside of her cunt.

Viviana hated how he had so easily turned the tables between them, now it was her begging them to leave. She leaned her head to whisper in Regulus's ear not wanting to interrupt the current conversation happening in the common room. "Can we get out of here?"

Regulus grinned, crossing his arms over his chest. "No."

She scoffed, pouring another shot of vodka; she threw the liquid to the back of her throat without any sign of struggle. Vodka would forever be the one alcoholic drink she could drink like water. She held onto his gaze as she swallowed the clear liquid; a few drops of vodka were left over on her bottom lip. She used her thumb to swipe the rest of the liquid, grinning as she licked it off.

Regulus ran a hand through his hair adjusting in his seat at the sight of her doing something as mediocre as taking a shot of vodka. He wanted to take her right then and there for it.

"I am going to go bathe," Viviana slurred, standing from the couch. She sent Regulus one last glance before stumbling toward the prefect bathrooms.

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Viviana was not a prefect, nor had any access to the prefect's bathroom; however, here she was. Her head was tilted back against the edge of the bath as she soaked in the hot bubbled water. Her entire body was submerged in the water except for her neck.

She bit her lip, feeling fingers slowly wrap around her neck, squeezing hard against her flesh but not hard enough to cut off her windpipe. "I did not like that shit."

"I did," Viviana began, still not turning around to look at Regulus. "You should have seen the look on your face."

Regulus did not respond; he pulled his hand away from her neck and back to his own person. She grinned hearing his clothes drop to the floor behind her before he joined beside her in the bathtub. Close beside her; the bathtub was huge, but Regulus had decided that it would be best for him to rest in between her legs.

Viviana could already tell not much bathing was going to be happening in the next few minutes.

She bit her lip looking down at this bare body pressed so close against hers. She could feel his warm breath fanning across her cheeks as he ducked his head lower to reach her mouth. She groaned as his tongue slipped into her mouth, biting hard on her lower lip. She could taste her own blood from how hard he had begun to bite into her lips; this should have been painful but for some reason it only caused her pussy to tighten (in arousal) even more.

"Regul-," She moaned, throwing her head back as his bites trailed down to her jawline. She licked her lips, swiping up the last bit of blood; this was going to be a rough one she could already tell.

He grabbed a handful of her hair roughly pulling her head upward to make it easier for his mouth to travel down her neck. One of her hands dug deep into the skin of his back while the other slipped beneath the water reaching for his cock. She wanted to feel him in any way that she could.

He spoke before she was able to wrap her fist around him, "Get up."

She eagerly left the large tub joining him on the tiled floor. The floor was soaking wet from how wet they had exited the bathtub; she had a feeling that whoever came into the bathroom next would end up slipping.