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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Regulus_Black/James_Potter
  Character:
      James_Potter, Regulus_Black
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-11-30 Words: 768
****** Up Against Your Will ******
by BeesKnees
Summary
     James discovers Regulus has taken the mark.
     Written for kink-bingo 2011.
James’ mind doesn’t exactly follow what happened. The sound reaches him before
anything else. Then, all he can do is stare at the splotch of color that is
rising in Regulus’ pale cheeks. The shape of his hand is practically visible on
Regulus’ skin. The arch of James’ fingers crest over Regulus’ sharp cheekbone.
His head is turned away from James, and Regulus watches as his tongue darts out
to lick up the bead of blood on his lower lip.
He doesn’t know who is more surprised, him or Regulus. But as he stares at the
mark on Regulus’ face, it seems to erase the mark that he had just seen on
Regulus’ arm. He doesn’t know how Regulus could have been so stupid. While he
might have refused to come with Sirius, James had never actually thought him
foolish enough to do this.
Finally, Regulus seems stirred to action. James catches a flash of anger in his
face. He looks as if he might retaliate, but James presses in before Regulus
can do anything. He catches both of Regulus’ wrists, forces him back. His back
collides with the wall, and James feels an absurd rush of satisfaction. He lets
go just to slap Regulus again. The color on Regulus’ face flares red and the
split along his lower lip runs deeper. Regulus’ eyes go dark and he bucks up
furiously against James, trying to throw him off.
It does little, only makes James’ cock throb all the more. He grinds in against
Regulus’ hip as he jerks forward and grabs Regulus’ lower lip in between his
teeth. They sink into the tender flesh and the copper of Regulus’ blood spills
onto his tongue. It’s a reminder that the boy is alive. That he’s alive and
here with James, and that wherever he might be summoned, some part of him
belongs to James. James might not be able to mark him in the same; he can’t
bind him in blood and magic, but, for the time being, his mark is just clear as
the one on Regulus’ arm.
Regulus fights him the entire while, trying to bite at James’ mouth in return.
One of his arms is still pinned against the wall. Regulus uses the other to
grab a tight handful of James’ hair. He wrenches his head back and James
groans, his teeth snapping together as Regulus’ lip slides away. Regulus may be
angry, may pretend that he doesn’t want this, but his cock is thick and hard
inside his trousers and James takes full advantage of that.
He grinds their hips together, the pace rough and heady. Regulus’ nails still
drag across his scalp so hard that James is certain that he must be bleeding.
But he is also rocking up into James, his breathing uneven. It all sends a
shudder down James’ spine. Regulus’ lip won’t stop bleeding and it’s driving
James insane. He moans, latches onto it again and jerks Regulus forward with a
pull of one of his hands.
Their legs are tangled together and is Regulus is beginning to make the most
perfect sounds in the back of his throat, the ones that set James on edge, the
ones that mean Regulus is close to coming. When they’re apart for months, it’s
these noises that James plays over and over again when his hand is on his cock.
He doesn’t understand Regulus, doesn’t understand how he’s gotten under his
skin in this way. All he knows is that even though everything has suddenly
become so dangerous, all James ever craves is the visage of his best friend’s
younger brother. He is everything that James should not want in his life.
James grinds his teeth over the slit in Regulus’ lip, probes it with his
tongue. His thrusts are becoming more and more uneven. When he is just there,
perfectly balanced, he pulls back and hits Regulus again, certain that he will
sear this moment into Regulus’ memory. Regulus lets out a startled hiss and
James comes, his mouth pressed in against the red heat of Regulus’ cheek. He’s
certain that some part of it will bruise.
Bruises have always blossomed so wonderfully on Regulus’ skin.
He’s not surprised at all that, despite the pain, Regulus stiffens against him.
James can feel the orgasm wrack its way through Regulus’ body. They are both
still for just a moment.
James breathes out against Regulus’ face before Regulus finally gathers his
strength and pushes James away. James half-stumbles. Regulus looks at him for
only an instant, his expression accusing. He says nothing and then
Disapparates.
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