Title: Brother rebel
Fandom : Harry Potter Characters
: Sirius Black, Regulus Black, Walburga Black nomitata
Pairing: Sirius Black / Regulus Black
Rating: NC17
Genre: Erotic, Introspective, Angst
Warning: Incest, Slash, was the Marauders
Prompt: "You're still playing to the rebel?" of IV porn fest organized by
Summary : Sirius is going home, betrayed and hurt. Regulus is too coward to ask him to stay or put it to him.
Notes: My first fic fest for the \\ \\ m / / * cheers bouncing around the room * Do not betata.
Sirius slammed the door of his room so hard that pieces of plaster falling to the ground, then, with his jaw painfully contracted rabies , grabbed his school trunk and began to fill it. He had just slipped The first clothes when the door burst open again.
-do you still playing the rebel, Sir? - Regulus addressed him, closing the door quietly behind him.
No, Reg, this time I am not playing. It 's over: I'm leaving, "said Sirius without bothering to look. He spoke in a tone of forced calm voice and the look on his face looked tired, he seemed older than ... a man.
-Our mother ... -
-Do not you dare! - Interrupted him with an angry hiss Major, glancing murderess so that if he had the baton in hand, Regulus would have expected to come Cruciata. -Do not you dare say that your mother did not mean what he said! You know I was waiting for this moment for years! I was kicked out of the house, beaten deleted and family tree. Do not say I did not want to do-
Regulus sat on the bed, without saying a word, not knowing how to react. He knew perfectly well that their mother did not expect anything but a good excuse to beat Sirius out of the house, and that evening, when his eldest son, heir to the noble name of Black, came home with a filthy Muggle contraption with two wheels, he had found. Walburga had begun to scream throw them against the family's precious porcelain, then took him by the hair and dragged into the tapestry room, where, laughing like crazy hysterical, had erased the name of his son's family tree. The dispute was over who swore her to launch a 'Anathema Killing if he had reviewed in the house filthy traitor to his own blood.
Regulus shook his fists wildly in the deck, making his knuckles whiten. He could not look at Sirius to pack and, with the vacant look down on the floor, listened to him open and close drawers and put all his assets in trunk, wrinkled clothes to books to school. Only a little later raided his brother's legs in his field of vision.
-What the fuck are you still doing here? - Sirius asked him resentful.
Regulus swallowed. I want to bring me out of here! screamed in his head, his lips remained glued, hoping that Sirius was able to see inside.
-I wanted to say hello-swallowed, feeling small, pathetic and cowardly. But ultimately, what could you expect from a coward Slytherin?
The brother gave a muffled growl that started from the throat, reminding a dog ready to bite; the child shook his chin in his fingers, without bothering to be gentle, and lifted his face hard, causing him to look into his eyes, which were now gray and electricity as the sky just before a storm. What
-fucking hell do I do with your wishes after you've been watching that crazy that humiliated me, without intervention? - Scanned with a hatred in the voice very similar to what was perceived in his tone when he spoke to Severus , but that he had never used with Regulus.
The child did not know what to answer and continued to stare with eyes like obsidian blacks, veiled with tears but they would not be never came down her cheeks.
-Tell me-makes me even Sirius Regulus. -Tell me why, after what just happened I'm supposed to believe that something you care about me. Why should not I think of you I have only used? In this summer just because you felt there was your little friends to put him in Slytherin ass and then you ask the brother-that time, like a good jerk, always does everything for you-? There 's been like that, right? - Sirius put his hand in the curls of blacks Regulus, tighten up and throwing her head back, then lowered his face scornful whispering:-Who do you think while having sex? A Malfoy? Or that's disgusting Snivellus? -
Regulus whispered something inaudible, looking at every way to avoid the eyes of his brother closer to her.
-rings-I did not understand them, alternating each word a painful tug of hair.
-A you! - Regulus screamed, I thought-you. Only you, always-admitted, with a whisper.
Sirius let him go, but do not seem satisfied.
-Know what you can do to help, rather than lavish silly and false greetings? You could suck it. Because, clearly, your mouth and your ass will close the only things I will miss you. But trust me, I've been missing die -
The child wanted to take punches and make him more harm as possible, but slid off the mattress and fell to his knees in front of Sirius, who was genuinely surprised. With the latest barb he simply wanted Regulus finally react, so that they can still scream with rage and make him understand the greatness of his anger at being betrayed by him, the only person he trusted in the house. But still he did nothing to stop trembling fingers that Regulus that loose the belt and paraded by passers-by, fall to the ground near him. The child took a couple of tries before he could unbutton tight jeans: his hands were shaking, and then lowered them to mid-thigh, and biting his lower lip, looked at the gray boxer's brother, in front of his face, already slightly processed by a half-erection. He put his lips to the center of the cloth and felt Sirius snorting from his nose, but could not see him close his eyes when he added the touch of the lips tongue. Licked more times the first garment 's lower and release the erection of towering his brother, who groaned at the sudden contact with cold air, because number 12 Grimmauld Place is always cold even in summer. He pressed his tongue at the base of State and then went up to the tip, leaving a broad line of wet saliva as it passes, then lick the chapel and took it in her mouth, sucking it without hesitation and tearing a groan choked to Sirius - Reg! - that he passed an electric shock down the spine directly between the legs. He took the erection deeper, coming at half-mast and licking all the skin that could get hot. Sirius was not hiding his appreciation and his moans were doing to see the stars Regulus, through closed eyelids.
Regulus suddenly remembered that they had closed the door, I soundproof the room. Anyone could come at any moment, led by the wailing sound of Sirius, who was not doing anything for herself. He imagined Walburga's face if he had seen at that time, he probably would have disowned and thrown out of the house too. He could go with Sirius. The idea made him tighten and pleasantly guts sucked more vigorously the erection in his mouth, sunken cheeks and making almost shouting his brother, who leaned with one hand to a column of the canopy and the other shook his locks of hair, more gently than he had done while they quarreled, strangely. Regulus would have liked it to last as much as possible, but Sirius, breathing more heavily, was not of one mind: keeping the hair began to push between her lips, fucking her mouth quickly, sinking down her throat. Regulus's eyes were veiled with tears again, a little 'to the annoyance a bit' for the pain ... ... a bit 'because he was aware that once came, Sirius would have gone. Forever . And nothing could stop him. And it was his fault.
She sank obediently to the movement and decided to dry Sirius, clinging to his shirt with one hand and down with each other to tighten the turn of his trousers, now painfully tight. Make a blowjob Sirius had always excited to do what to do with one from anyone else. The largest was suddenly always sunk in the mouth of Regulus, and swallowed his cum with a whimper. While Sirius
affixed the clothes he deferred his brother stood, still kneeling on the floor, staring at a fuzzy point in front of you and just waiting to feel the rub of the boot against the floor and the door open and then close, forever.
-Reg, get-named him Sirius. All anger was gone from his voice edgy, now the man again appeared tired and serious when Regulus had entered the room.
The child stood up again and found himself staring at his brother's eyes, there was no electricity, there was nothing ... it was empty. Sirius grabbed his neck, entwining her fingers in her hair for the umpteenth time, but do not get them. For a moment it seemed that he meant something, opened his mouth, then closed it and eventually he just press his lips against those of Regulus in a kiss that tasted of bitterness and despair, abandonment and resentment. Regulus claws back, scratching his neck, biting his lips and tongue. The biggest let him do, even when the kiss took the taste of his blood. He had slackened, it was right that he did even Regulus. The kiss left them breathless again and with even fewer words to say. Sirius said Regulus take the trunk, drag him to the door and place his hand on the handle.
-See you at Hogwarts ... - Sirius whispered, without looking at him.
-Yes, of course ... - said the child pulled a hint of a smile that seemed more a grimace of pain.
Sirius finally closed the door behind him.
would no longer be at Hogwarts, and Sir Reg, but the renegade and Sirius Regulus only son. Regulus was no longer his brother, not left to him anymore.