Regulus Black Stories

I'd Search the Depths (P11)

Info - oral (fem reviving), outcast feelings, bringing someone back to life, mention of sex, lonely reader, self harm, curse

He was feasting on me like a starving man. I clutched at his hair. His luscious curls always felt amazing to anchor my hands in.

He'd been using me as a sex toy and I couldn't possibly care. Sex with him was too addicting to question. For a once dead boy he was wild in bed.

"Regulus, REG!" I wailed. He stopped and I panted. He lifted his dripping face. His gorgeous grey eyes flashing.

"What did I say about nicknames?" He asked.

"It just feels so good," I whimpered.

"Okay," he said and pushed himself off the bed.

His pants were still tight and tented. I wanted to get up and hug him. He'd hate that.

I flashed back to our huge argument.

"I'M A DOLL TO YOU!" He screamed. I flinched back hard.

"You're not," I said, my voice faltering.

"If we never had a chance of a romantic relationship, if I hadn't helped defeat the Dark Lord, if none of that was happening, would you still have tried so hard to bring me back?" He spat. He towered above me, his eyes grey lighting. His chest rose and fell heavily.

"I-I don't know. I just wanted a friend. H-how was I supposed to know about you if you weren't famous," I asked, rubbing my arm awkwardly.

"But I'm not a dress up doll. I'm not a trophy boyfriend. I don't owe you shit for bringing me back," he growled.

"I didn't say you were!" I said in an affronted tone. "Do you know how much research I did on you? You seem like me. Born from uncaring parents, always outshined, lonely, not many friends, but always tried. I don't know, I thought you'd enjoy to be alive and reunite with Sirius."

"You really couldn't find anyone else with those characteristics?" He demanded. "No one in the whole fucking wizarding world?"

"NO OKAY!" I screamed and tears were streaming down my face.

"I CANT DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES IVE BEEN REJECTED! DO YOU KNOW THAT MY OWN PARENTS FORGET MY BIRTHDAY. I JUST WANT TO BE SEEN! I WANT TO BE FUCKING KNOWN! I DON'T WANT TO INVISIBLE ANYMORE I WANT BIG THINGS AND GREAT THINGS AND YOU DID TOO SO I ADMIRED YOU. BUT I GUESS I SHOULD NOT HAVE BECAUSE YOU ARE AN ASS HOLE AND I KNOW IM NOT THAT."

He'd been quiet for a long time after that. He'd walked forward slowly, his jaw locked. He looked me up and down once he was close.

"You know it's awfully hard to be angry with you, when you're so fucking hot," he snapped. Then we were tearing off one another's clothes. He'd made me promise, with his cock buried in me from behind, that I wouldn't make this more than sex. I'd had no choice but to agree. We'd been as this weeks now. Taking one another in as many ways as possible.

I kept slipping. I was falling for him more every day. He'd do little things like carve his name into his bedside table, surprise me in class in his cloak, or making me eat a meal that made me fall for him. Every time I expressed excitement at these things he shut down. I didn't know why he couldn't just accept he enjoyed being alive.

"No Reg, no Reggie, none of that," he sighed. He went and sat on his bed. I softly got up off the bed. He'd stopped me lately, but what was I supposed to do with a rollercoaster of emotions. I was halfway there when his face snapped to me.

"No! No! Not again," he yelled. His legs were longer but I was closer. I wasn't fast enough to totally shut and lock it though.

"Come on we've been through this!" He growled.

"You don't control me if I don't control you," I snarled back.

"Sectum-" I began as I wrestled my wand from my pocket.

"DONT YOU DARE!" He bellowed.

"Sectum Sempra," I rolled my Rs perfectly and cuts broke out across my body. I allowed myself to fall to the floor. I felt a smile slowly cross my face as the adrenaline rush kicked in.

"Why are you smiling!" He demanded.

"Because I just am," I said. He growled and cast a healing spell.

"Um, y/n," he said and gestured to the blood seeping through my clothes. I looked down and noticed my blood wasn't red, it was ink black.

"Wh-what's happening," I asked worriedly, looking up at him.

"Y-you killed a unicorn, you're cursed."