effingsirius: (we used to laugh)
Sirius Black [Maraduders Era] ([personal profile] effingsirius) wrote in [community profile] marauderstower2016-10-01 08:48 pm

spoopy shenanigans [ota]


It's Halloween. Clearly this means it's time for shenanigans.

Or at least a party. Come costumed (or at the very least clothed.) Here there be alcohol and spoopiness.

Have fun!



[ooc: sob idk what this is go forth and have fun ppl i guess toplevel and attack at will?]
rab: (how many years have i been sleeping)

[personal profile] rab 2016-10-08 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ When Regulus laughs it's not unkind in the least. It's soft, and breathy, and pleased, all before he lets out a quiet gasp in response to Remus' treatment of his ear. He nods before answering: ]

Of course. You can take anything. Grip tighter if you want too, I certainly wouldn't complain. [ A bit sly, even as he tips his head closer to Remus' mouth. He feels flustered already, which honestly isn't rare at all when they're together. ] Take all of me, if you'd like.
siriusno: (considering 2)

[personal profile] siriusno 2016-10-08 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Remus loves that laugh – his real laugh, soft and happy, not the derisive laugh that so often accompanies sneers and cruel words. He readily takes Regulus up on his offer, stealing a kiss as his hands tighten and he pulls Regulus flush against him, one knee working its way between his legs. He's certain that Regulus will be able to feel just how much he wants him, though even now, he's always a bit hesitant about touching Regulus, desperately wanting to always but equally afraid to push too far.]

And what would you like, hm? [His tongue plays over Regulus' lower lip, teasing and nibbling as he did with his earlobe. Of course Remus wants all of him – he wants that and more – but only so long as he's sure that's what Regulus wants as well.]
rab: (why does everything feel unnamed)

[personal profile] rab 2016-10-08 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ For as much as he talks a big game, there are times Regulus still panics, still pulls away, and none of the reasons have to do with Remus. He's better than he used to be, but it's difficult to get past years of conditioning. Tonight though he's in top form, returning the kiss and pressing as close as he can, legs parting easily for Remus' knee and using it as leverage to lean into him. ]

You. I want you. [ It's breathed out against his mouth, punctuated with a very gentle nip of his own. He kisses him then, lingering and slow. ] Whatever you'll give me.