"Hm." Regulus hums almost satisfied as she moves her hand up to tangle it in his hair once again as his lips move down her neck slowly, leaving dark purple marks as they go, his left hand moving up her top whilst his other stays on her inner thigh gently, extremely close to her heat.

The Potter girl lets her head fall back onto his shoulder as he begins kissing hers, and she feels his lips tug into a smirk against her skin as she does.

"He didn't make you feel like this though, did he Maria?" The Black whispers, sucking on her earlobe before dragging his lips back down her neck, his fingers tracing random patterns on her inner thigh.

Maria lets out a breath and shakes her head, feeling him slowly slide his hands up her shirt, lifting it as he does and she leans off him for a moment as he teasingly slips it over her head.

She finally rolls her eyes and turns to face him, having had enough of his teasing and pulling him up into a kiss as she straddles his lap, Regulus reaching behind her and undoing her bra clasp, sliding it off her shoulders.

Regulus groans slightly as Maria begins kissing down his jawline and neck, her teeth gently grazing his skin as she leaves dark red and purple marks and his head tilts back. His hands grip onto her hips tightly and he tilts his head forwards to look into her chocolate eyes. He begins to slowly move her hips on his, making her pause her sucking on his neck for a moment to let out a shaky breath, finally feeling him on her and she moves slightly and her forehead falls into his shoulder for a second feeling her clit run against him through their pants.

Regulus finally gets a hold of himself and picks up her hips, throwing her back onto the mattress and suddenly picturing his brother with his hands on her waist and in her hair. His eyes darken slightly as he shrugs off his jeans — leaving him in underwear — and moves over her, kissing down her chest.

"That was cute, darling." Regulus mumbles against her stomach seeing her grip the sheets gently. "It's nice, watching you pretend to be in control."

"I wasn't pretending." Maria breathes, her breath hitching as he undoes the button on her jeans and slides them down her legs. "But. . .you're the one with something to prove."

"What's that?" Regulus asks, sliding his fingers up and down her thigh and she sighs.

"That you can do better."

"Than who? Sirius?" Maria nods and Regulus chuckles against her underwear. "Maria, sweetheart, Sirius is a virgin compared to me."

And then her underwear had been ripped from her.

"You are sure about this?" Regulus asks, feeling the need to make sure. Maria nods and Regulus shakes his head, grabbing her waist and pulling her up so she's sit in front of him. "Ria, you know the only reason I ended this is because I care about you right?"

Maria sighs, grabbing her shirt and taking his sentence as a hint to go but he frowns and grabs her arm.

"Where do you think you're going?" Regulus raises an eyebrow with a small smirk and she frowns. "I still need to make you come at least three times yet."

Maria's lips twitch as she throws her shirt onto the ground and he pulls her back onto the bed.

"How many times did she make you finish?9 Maria breathes and Regulus scoffs, sliding his hands up and down Maria's thighs.

"I barely came at all." Regulus says and Maria rolls her eyes but they roll back even more when Regulus' lips attach to her clit, his tongue circling it slowly.

"Oh, my god." Maria breathes, gathering the silk, emerald sheets in her hand and Regulus laughs against her making her shudder at the cool air.

She feels his fingers press against her entrance and her head finally falls back onto the pillows. Regulus looks up at her and his lips twitch at the sight of her, completely vulnerable in front of him. He realised he needs to make a difficult choice between what he wants, and what she needs. He wants Maria Potter, and not just because she's moaning beneath him in his bed, he actually want her, forever, he wants to be with her and to die with her because that's always been their plan. She needs to be as far from his as possible, the pain and grief that comes with him everywhere is too much for her beautiful soul to have to endure.

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