HOW TO DRESS

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TAGS : modern au ; muggle au ; fluff ; explicit ; porn with plot ; slight slow burn ; modern high society ; server/waitress reader ; server/waiter remus ; best friend remus ; co-worker remus ; supermodel sirius ; private island get-away ; overprotective euphemia ; slight lily evans slander imsorry! ; slight euphemia slander imsorryagain! ; mutual pining ; engagement ; disapproving mother-in-law trope ; slight wolfstar mentions ; aspiring businesswoman reader ; fluff to angst to smut to fluff again ; rich suitor x poor suitor trope ; arguments ; this was inspired by a dream i had of aaron taylor johnson...

CONTENT WARNING : dubious consent/CNC ; resisting ; dirty filthy talk ; creampies (plural) ; overstimulation ; oral (female receiving) body worship ; praise kink? ; p in v ; forced? ; reader secretly likes it ; animalistic imagery ; rough with sprinkles of softness in between ; multiple orgasms ; dry humping ; finger fucking (female receiving) ; tongue fucking/cunnilingus (female receiving) ; mirror ; soft james turned dark james ; semi-dark!james potter ; pregnation kink/breeding kink ; dom!james ; sub!reader ; unprotected sex ; slight cockwarming?


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"Are they not together anymore?" you whisper to Remus, a dear friend and close colleague, who shrugs and tries to focus back on his duties of attending to guests.

Under the romantic light of the chandeliers, you observe the handsome, upper-class brunette from afar. He was always quite striking and a suit fit him well; his broad shoulders were emphasised, wide and sturdy. It's been over a year, maybe even two years since you've last seen the man and his close friend attend such events, which was strange. What was even stranger was that the glasses-wearing hunk wasn't accompanied by his usual date, a fiery redhead with the beauty of a nymph and glittering emerald eyes.

For many months, you admired the couple and the love that they had for each other. It was clear that the man adored her; he treated her sweetly and was always directing a charming smile at her, his cheeks dimpling most adorably. It had become a common occurrence for Remus to entertain your ramblings for wanting a fairytale romance like theirs, battling between your drive to achieve your dream career and equal desire for meeting the love of your life.

"You need to stop being so nosy," the tall brunette avoids your question altogether and offers a kind, elegant smile when an attendee of the lavish soiree reaches for a champagne flute on his silver tray. Knowing you all too well, Remus cuts you off just as your lips part to protest — his tone never biting, just stern , "We're on the clock right now... we can talk later," you had no argument to go against him with. He was right. Remus was always right. With a nod, you continue to service the attendees of the evening party with finger food and champagne.

Nevertheless, throughout the night, you couldn't take your eyes away from the once exuberant gentleman, who had captured your eye all those years ago. It was his charm and handsome smile that drew you in the first time, a charm and smile that was once only meant for his redheaded date. But now, your eyes lingered on him for the fact that his visage was absent of all those things — precious things that he looked terribly lonely without.

He stood out as a single, solitary silhouette in a sea of ladies and gentlemen, respectively clothed in grandiose dresses and elegant suits. Glimpses you've had of his stare, in passing, confirm your regretful suspicions. His warm, hazel eyes were now stone cold and his face was devoid of his warm smile.

It's been almost two years already, and yet, he is still grieving the partner he had once attended such high society parties with. But was that really the case? A couple that looked so perfect for each other couldn't have just split up so frigidly. Perhaps she was sick tonight... or was that wishful thinking on your part? You had romanticised their relationship in your head numerous times so your denial could stem from your want for their love to overcome all obstacles. Because if their bright, warm love couldn't conquer all, what hope was there for you?...

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