Seeker (Harry Potter Characters X Reader)

Wolfstar x reader*

Requested by: hi_its_abi7

Y/n was snuggled into Remus' side as he was reading on his bed. Y/n was desperate for his attention, wanting his eyes to look at her with the same interest right now as the book. So she started placing soft, almost innocent kisses on his neck.

Y/n didn't know when things got so heated up. One minute she was merely kissing Remus and the other she was in the middle of a very much needed make out session.

He was kissing her feverishly, which could be easily explained. Tomorrow was the full moon and he got rougher on the days before. She hadn't told him but she enjoyed this version of him. However, tonight was about to be a little different.

His lips tasted like chocolate and butterbeer and she couldn't help herself- she was craving more. She bit his lip asking-no, demanding- permission, something that made him gasp in surprise because he was usually the dominant one. He would lie, however, if he was to say that he wasn't turned on by her need to prevail over him.

She slipped her tongue inside his mouth, intoxicated by the combination of alcohol and sugar. Her hands roamed his back, but his shirt stood in her way and she wanted it off. She wanted many things off. Her tongue fought for dominance for a while, until she pushed him backwards onto his bed without breaking away from the kiss. He didn't go down without a fight, though, as he grabbed her waist pulling her down with him, making her straddle him. He accepted his loss with a whimper.

Her hands flew to the hem of his shirt, pulling it up, slightly breaking apart as she took it off of him and tossed somewhere far away. She reattached her mouth to his jaw, placing soft yet hungry kisses, moved on to his neck, finding his soft spot and sucking-and biting- it, making his breath hitch and his hands grasp the sheets as she trailed down his main artery all the way to his torso, kissing every single scar tenderly. Y/n never broke the eye contact with him, wanting to savor the moment and witness his reactions to her.

Y/n wanted more. She took her shirt off within a matter of seconds, leaving herself in a very elegant yet sexy lacy, f/c bra that made her breasts look amazing. She saw his eyes darken with lust and she saw how much he wanted to be the dominant one today.

But that was a no.

Y/n reached for his hands and placed them on her ass. He got the hint and gave it a squeeze as a low moan escaped Y/n's mouth.
"What are you doing to me?" Remus mumbled, his breath hot and heavy, affecting Y/n's mind and senses greatly. She moved her lips to his earlobe, giving it a small and quick bite.

"I haven't started yet" Y/n whispered innocently but confidently. She felt him growing hard, his bulge brushing her clothed core. She wanted to taunt him a little bit more.

She moved her body, ever so slightly, creating friction between her core and his thigh, placing her hands on his lower abdomen, slightly pressing her fingers against his clothed cock. A small whimper escaped his lips as she continued in a torturous pace, while she was biting, kissing, licking his neck and unzipping his trousers without freeing him.

Y/n loved Remus' body-and absolutely adored the way he was able to get her off without even touching her. Her eyes were shut but she knew his were wide open, too captivated to stop looking. He was growing harder underneath her fingertips.

He finally, managed to regain focus and as soon as he did, he bit down Y/n's neck hard, his one hand squeezing her ass, while the other was pinching her nipples-once he had removed her bra, rather spasmodically. She was soaking wet as he guided the pace for her, earning a loud moan.

Out of the blue, they heard a groan. Y/n's
eyes shot open, her movements stopped. It wasn't coming from Remus. She was scanning the room to find... Sirius? Her best friend, Sirius?