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“C’mon guys! It’ll be fun. We need a little bit of fun in our lives after everything we’ve been through.” Barty whined, throwing his head dramatically in Evans lap.

“A giant sex party is your idea of fun?” Regulus said doubtfully, eyebrow raised at his friend.

Pandora nodded excitedly. She was practically vibrating with excitement at the idea.

“What if I end up having to fuck Reg? Do you know how awkward that would be?” Evan grimaced.

“I’ll fight him for you, lover.” Barty winked up at him. “Sorry Reg, gotta do what you gotta do.”

Pandora stifled a laugh. “One day you two are going to actually fall in love if you keep with this game of yours.”

Barty gasped, “Who said this was a game? I’m already completely head over heels for him. Look at that hair, oh and those eyes! I’m absolutely smitten. I’m proper in lo-.”

Barty was cut off by Evan smothering him with a decorative pillow. There was a smile ghosting his lips, and he didn’t actually look all that bothered.

“Fine, I’ll go if Evan does. Who else is coming?” Regulus sighed, leaning back against the couch and folding his arms behind his head.

“James Potter and his lot. Including your brother, but don’t worry if one of you draws the others keys we’ll just have you re-draw, or we can take them out for your pick.” Pandora assured him with a smile.

Regulus nodded and thought about who that would include. Remus, more than likely. It would be nice to see him again, they hadn’t in about two years since he graduated. He’d have to ask what books he’s been reading lately.

Then Marlene, who he had never talked to much even back in their school days. She seemed fine though, and clearly she was alright if she hung around Sirius and the others. Peter probably wouldn’t come, this didn’t seem like his type of thing.

“I’m inviting Dorcas too, of course.” Pandora said, pulling out some parchment and a quill. She started writing out invites, writing 6 and spelling them closed. “Can I borrow your owl?” She looked up and met Regulus’ eye.

He nodded and whistled, then waited patiently. A large white owl flew to the window, and waited politely for Pandora to tie the letters to his foot. She fed him a snack and then bid him goodbye.

“Alright! Invites are sent out, Barty we need to go set up. Boys, wear something nice, alright?” She gave them stern eyes and practically dragged Barty out of Evans lap.

He gave Evan puppy dog eyes, “Goodbye, lover! I’ll see you soon, don’t be miserable without me. Bye Reg!”

Regulus nodded his goodbye. Sometimes he questioned how much of Barty’s affection was a joke.

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“You look brilliant, Regulus! Come on in, drop your keys in the bowl. That’s it, go sit next to whoever you’d like.” Pandora welcomed him with a warm smile. She was hosting the party at her large house- nearly a manor if he was honest, that she had inherited from her parents.

He nodded and dropped his plain keys into the bowl. A simple silver key on a silver ring attached to a braided black rope type thing. Pandora had gifted it to him when he, Barty, and Evan got their apartment together. He heard her welcome Evan, and heard his keys enter the bowl as well.

Evan slung an arm around his shoulder, “Alright mate, you ready?” He squeezed tightly and they walked in together.

Regulus looked around the room. Dorcas was here, chatting with Barty at the front of the room. Lily and Marlene were here, talking quietly in the corner on a large couch.

Evan guided him over to the other end of the couch and they settled down.

“Hello Lily, Marlene. You seem to be missing a few members of your team.” Regulus commented.

“Oh you know them. They’ll be here soon, always late. Do you have any more people coming?” She said kindly.

Regulus shook his head. “Pandora and Barty are hosting, then Evan and I, and Dorcas.”

Regulus didn’t miss the color flooding Marlene’s face at the mention of Dorcas’ name. She quickly averted her eyes and turned to Lily to drag her into a conversation, quiet enough that the boys couldn’t make out what was being said.

“Oh hello, lover. Fancy meeting you here.” Barty smirked, settling himself onto Evan’s knee.

Evan didn’t push him off, instead wrapping an arm around Barty’s waist to keep him balanced.

“You practically begged me to come, Crouch.”

“Hopefully I’ll be begging you to cum later.” He said with a wink.

That seemed to be a tipping point for Evan as he quickly ushered Barty off his lap and turned to Regulus. His cheeks were a light pink, almost not even noticeable. His lips curved into a slight smile and he shook his head.

“I can’t believe him.” Evan groaned, dumping his head onto Regulus’ shoulder.

Regulus made a sound of agreement and patted his head comfortingly. “It’ll be alright, mate.”

“Why hello everyone! The party can finally get started!” A loud voice rang out from the front entrance.

Regulus rolled his eyes but smiled as he turned. “Hey Sirius. Nice to see you again, I hope you’ve been well.”

“Hey Regulus! Yeah, yeah it’s been okay. Really busy, but asides from that ya know.” He clapped him on the shoulder, much to the disturbance of Evan.

“Hey Reg.” James said, offering him a smile and a small wave.

Regulus couldn’t help but smile back. “James, glad to see you as well. You look good, hopefully not getting too brutalized on the field.”

James shook his head, and started going off about the most recent team they had played against. Sirius joined in with extreme enthusiasm, and he thinks someone mentioned someone from the opposing team cheating? He couldn’t really be sure because all he could focus on was how different yet similar that James looked from his school years. He had grown an inch or two, much to Regulus’ dismay. His shoulders looked wider, the muscle more toned and defined. Suppose that’s what happens when you work out constantly and play quidditch professionally for two years.

He nodded and mumbled and “Mhm.” Which seemed enough to encourage the two men in front of him to keep talking. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Remus walk in and sit on the other couch, making conversation with Barty. Pandora followed him in, then walked to the front of the room.

“I think we’re going to be starting soon.” Regulus said once there was a brief pause in the conversation. Finally there was a moment where they were both taking a breath, and he could get a word in. Even though really, it’s not like he would’ve tried to get a word in. He quite liked just being able to observe James talk about something he was so passionate about.

“Alright everyone! I think it’s about time to get started. In your order of drawing, that’s the room you go to. They’ve been labeled with numbers, and each room has all of the necessities and some bonus fun stuff if you’d like. The most important thing is that it is consensual, and that everyone is happy with the outcome. So, if for any reason you are uncomfortable with your partner, you can come to me and I’ll figure something out! Now with that all out of the way, who would like to go first?” She set the bowl on the podium stand and waved her hands around it excitedly.

“Well, I think it’s only fitting I go first.” Sirius walked over and turned his head before digging around in the bowl. He pulled out a set that had multiple keys on it, and a brown rope through the key ring.

His face flushed, and he glanced at Remus.

“Ah fuck.” Remus muttered before standing. They whispered for a moment before nodding.

“Alright! Our first pair is off to room number one. Have fun you two!” She smiled brightly at them.

James cheered loudly, “Get it Padfoot!”

Both Sirius and Remus turned to glare at him before walking to their room together.

Dorcas stood next, and walked over to the podium. She covered her eyes with her hand and fished around the bowl for a few moments. Finally her fingers closed around a purple set of keys with a little charm on them.

She looked towards the girls and her gaze fell on Marlene. Marlene’s mouth was open and she was staring intently at Dorcas.

“Is this alright, Marlene?” Pandora questioned, concern on her features.

“Oh- oh yes. Yes that’s completely fine. C’mon, room two right?” Marlene basically fell over herself to stand and follow after Dorcas.

Everyone laughed lightly, and Marlene turned around and smiled brightly at Lily. Lily gave her a thumbs up and waved her off.

Lily stood next, and quickly grabbed a key, not hesitating and trying to pick the perfect one. A single key on a shiny ring was pulled out.

“Oh! That’s mine actually.” Pandora’s face flushed. Lily smiled at her, and took her hand.

“I suppose that means Barty has to take over now.” Lily said, pulling Pandora off to room three.

Barty grumbled but took Pandoras place.

“I swear to Merlin if I actually end up having to shag Regulus I will drown myself in the fountain.” Evan grumbled.

“I really am not that bad, Evan.” Regulus sighed.

“No no, that’s not- you’re brilliant, Reg, I swear. I just really do not want to shag you and fuck up our friendship.” Evan explained, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Would you rather shag James then?” Barty raised an eyebrow.

Evan flushed, “No offense Potter, but not really.”

James waved him off, “None taken Evan. I wouldn’t want to shag you either.” He shrugged.

Barty looked offended. “You’d be so lucky to shag Evan. Anyways, one of you come up and pick a damn key.”

Evan laughed and walked up, looking away from the bowl. He picked a pair and held it up, wiggling it in front of Barty. “I do seem to remember buying this broom charm for someone. Now, was it Regulus? I can’t quite remember.”

“Oh my Merlin its finally happening. Reg this is not a drill, I’m going to be in bed with Evan!” Barty exclaimed excitedly, throwing an arm around Evan.

Evan rolled his eyes and grinned. “Let’s go, lover boy.”

Barty followed after him like a puppy, excited for whatever he was getting.

James turned to look at Regulus. “Well, I suppose that means it’s us together then. But surely I’m better than Barty or Even drowning himself. Really the best option you had.”

Regulus blushed but stood and took James’ hand. “You really were the best option. Now c’mon, I’m dying to get that shirt off you.”

James’ breath hitched but he squeezed Regulus’ hand and followed him off to their room.

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James fumbled with the buttons on Regulus’ shirt, desperately trying to undo them. His mouth was latched onto the soft skin under his ear, sucking harsh purple marks to the pale flesh.

“Hold on I’ll- I can help.” Regulus breathed out, fingers shaking as he rushed to get them unbuttoned. He finally managed, and James quickly ripped it off.

“I had a crush on you during our time at Hogwarts. I can’t believe- oh fuck.” James moaned as Regulus palmed him through his jeans. James leaned his head back, rutting against Regulus’ hand. James let out a soft whimper as Regulus pulled away.

“Me too, James.” Regulus kissed him softly, letting his hands wander over the toned muscles and smooth skin. He broke the kiss and knelt lower, undoing James’ jeans and pulling them down.

He pulled down his underwear quickly, not trying to tease him or put on a show. James’ breath was uneven and his hand was tangled tightly in Regulus’ hair. Regulus moaned as James pulled tighter, then licked a strip from the base to the tip before completely swallowing him, the tip pushing to the back of his throat.

James moaned and bucked forwards, holding Regulus’ head in place as he face fucked him. “Oh Merlin, yes Reg, yes you’re so perfect.”

Regulus groaned, and clenched his fingers into James’ thighs. James pushed forward, pulled back, and snapped his hips forwards quickly. The movement caused Regulus to choke momentarily, and when James pulled out completely he took a deep, staggered breath. He looked up at James through his lashes, aware of the spit running down his chin but not much caring at the moment.

James’ pupils were taking over his beautiful hazel eyes, just the smallest sliver of color being shown. His lips were red and wet, cheeks flushed and shiny with sweat.

James hauled him up, pushing a desperate kiss to his mouth. He bit at his lip, asking- begging for more. Regulus obliged and opened his mouth, letting James explore as much as he wanted. He mixed into James as their tongues connected briefly, and then he was being pushed backwards towards the bed.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, Reg. Lay down.” James commanded. “What a good boy, now take off the rest of your clothes for me.”

Regulus quickly stripped his remaining clothes, and watched with intensity as James took off his. James smirked at him, then climbed on top, legs straddling his hips. He kissed him briefly, then moved his lips down Regulus’ neck, chest, then down to his hips.

James bit down on his thigh, causing Regulus to groan and buck upwards. James smiled against his skin, flattening his tongue and licking over the bite mark. He moved his head right above Regulus’ cock, making eye contact as he took him entirely into his mouth. Regulus flushed and leaned his head back, and pushed his hand through James’ hair.

James pulled back up, letting Regulus’ cock drop from his mouth. “Look at me, darling. I want you to watch.” He said darkly, waiting to resume until Regulus raised his head and looked him in the eye.

James put his mouth around Regulus again, hands gripping his hips as he moved up and down slowly, taking his time. Regulus groaned and ground his hips up, begging for more.

James went faster, squeezing his thighs tightly as he did so. He sucked on the tip for a moment, licking the slit with the tip of his tongue.

Regulus whined loudly, attempting to push James’ head down. James allowed it, burying his nose into the light smattering of dark curls. He swallowed around him, throat clenching.

“James- I’m close. Please.” Regulus begged, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.

He pulled off, licking a thick line from base to tip after. “Not yet. I still have to fuck you, don’t I?” He said with a smirk.

“Yes, please. Please, I need you in me. Right now, please.” Regulus whined, he opened his legs wider and pulled James in for a kiss.

“I need to get you ready first.” James muttered against his lips, conjuring a bottle of lube from the stand next to the door.

He spread the thick liquid around his fingers thoroughly, then pushed against Regulus’ entrance. It opened for him easily, and he wiggled his finger in deeper, until he couldn’t anymore. He slowly entered a second finger, scissoring them gently. He curled them up, prodding at Regulus’ prostate.

“Please, I’m ready for you. I need you.” Regulus said breathlessly, grabbing at whatever parts of James that he could.

James chuckled at his insistence, but pulled his fingers out and kissed Regulus deeply before raising himself and situating himself so he was level with Regulus’ hole. He pushed his head against him, entering with ease.

He pushed in slowly, groaning at the tight walls surrounding him. Regulus wrapped his ankles around James’ waist and pulled him in further with a whimper. He pulled James’ head to his shoulder.

“Faster please.” He whispered lowly, breath hot on James’ ear.

James immediately complied, and fucked into him hard. He bit down on Regulus’ shoulder, snapping his hips up to his right-

Regulus cursed loudly, and pulled James against him tighter. “Oh Merlin, fuck James. I’m so close, please. Please let me cum.” He begged.

James reached a hand down, closing around Regulus’ cock and pumping it in rhythm with himself. Regulus let out a low groan, pushing into James’ fist as he came, thick white streaks covering his stomach and James’ hand.

James kissed him as he came, filling Regulus with his cum. He laid there for a moment, head balanced on his shoulder, breathing deeply.

“Well bloody hell, that was brilliant.” He mumbled against Regulus’ skin.

“You’re telling me. Wait- if you liked me during school why didn’t you ever tell me?” Regulus questioned, pulling James’ head up to look at him.

James flushed, “Well you were Sirius’ baby brother. Plus I didn’t think you’d ever like me like that.”

“Oh my- James I’ve liked you since fourth year you dumbarse.” Regulus rolled his eyes and pulled him in for another kiss.

“So does that mean this can be more than a one time thing?” James asked hopefully. Regulus nodded with a smile.

“I’d love that. However, before we talk about that can you please clean us up? I do not much like the feeling of cum drying on me.”

James laughed loudly, then pulled himself away from Regulus to grab his wand and cast a cleaning charm over them both.

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Once getting settled into their designated room, Barty seemed significantly less confident in what they were supposed to do.

“Well… I suppose uh. I suppose we should get to it, huh?” Barty managed to squeak out, settling on the bed with his fingers fidgeting with the cozy comforter.

“Suddenly nervous, are you?” Evan snickered. After making sex jokes for months, he had expected the shorter man to jump at the chance to strip him.

Barty didn’t bother trying to make a joke, just nodded meekly in response. Evan smiled softly at him, sitting next to him so their thighs were touching.

“We don’t have to.” He spoke slowly.

Barty’s head snapped up, “No, no. I want to, like really want to. But what happens after?”

“Well I was thinking maybe a midnight breakfast, some coffee, and an actual conversation about this, and us.” Evan said, slipping his fingers through Barty’s and dragging their hands onto his lap.

Barty’s face lit up, and he smiled brightly. “So there could be an us?”

Evan nodded, letting out a soft laugh. “I was wondering how long it would take for you to actually ask me out, not just make jokes about it.”

Barty uncurled their fingers and brought them to encompass the other man’s face, pulling him close.

“I’m so undoubtedly, completely in love with you.” He whispered, bringing their lips together in a soft kiss.

Evan smiled into the kiss, and brought his hands to Barty’s back to help lower him down to the bed gently. He slipped his tongue into Barty’s mouth, exploring the hidden chamber he’d been aching for months to taste.

He brought his knee snugly between Barty’s legs, inching them apart slowly. He allowed his right hand to finally explore Barty, every last inch, while his left stayed near Barty’s head, supporting him. He brought his hand to the firm chest below him, fingers brushing lightly over his nipples, traveling lower to the light bumps of his abs and finally the belt buckle firmly hiding away the greatest treasure.

He fumbled with it for a moment before Barty’s hand joined him and they got it unbuckled together. Evan smirked into their kiss and swiftly unthread it from the loops, throwing it to the far corner of the room.

He finally broke their deep kiss, panting heavily with his forehead leaned against Barty’s, their hot breath mixing together.

“Let’s get those pants off you.” Evan breathed.

Barty nodded eagerly, and helped slip them off his slim legs. Evan swiftly lowered his underwear, allowing Barty’s flush cock to spring up freely. Barty kicked them off towards the end of the bed, before attempting to undo the bottom holding Evans pants. He failed and looked up at Evan for help, cheeks flushed and lips a brilliant red.

Evan smiled softly, placing a kiss to his nose before reaching down and undoing his pants. He sat up, shimmying them, along with his black underwear, down before kicking them off to join Barty’s. He leaned back down, pressing a firm kiss to Barty’s mouth, before pulling on his bottom lip with his teeth.

Barty moaned lightly, moving his hands to grip Evan’s ass. Evan groaned and rutted forwards, cock thrusting against Barty’s. Barty was already a trembling mess beneath him, raising his hips to beg for more contact.

“Alright lover boy, let’s get the real fun started.” Evan muttered against the other man’s lips. Barty nodded quickly, taking his focus to Evan's neck, biting lightly along the light flesh.

Evan stifled a moan, bringing his hands down to encompass both of their pricks firmly in his palm, rubbing them together. At that, he couldn’t help but allow a moan to tumble from his lips, already too close.

“Turn over.” Evan commanded, pressing a soft kiss to the shorter man’s temple.

Barty complied quickly, eagerly turning around so his ass was flush with Evan’s front. He could feel the large prick pressing between his cheeks and he arched back, eager to have him inside him already.

“Slow your roll, love. Gotta get you prepared first.” Evan said lowly, whispering a soft accio, allowing the lube to fly into his outstretched hand. He sat up and Barty whined at the loss of contact.

He popped the cap, letting a generous amount fall onto his finger tips. He lowered his hand, using the dry one to spread his cheeks as his slick fingers rubbed dutifully at Barty’s hole. He pressed a finger against it, watching the pink ring resist his increasing pressure. Eventually it allowed him in, and he slowly wiggled his finger, opening it up smoothly. He entered a second, scissoring them softly.

Barty let out a muffled groan and raised his hips, pushing Evan’s fingers deeper inside him. “You please. I, I need you.” He stammered.

Evan grinned and reached over to the top of the bed, he grabbed a lacey black pillow and then scooted it below Barty’s crotch. Dual usage; Barty could rut against it, and it allowed his ass to be at a higher angle, in turn making it easier for Evan to properly enter him.

Evan removed his fingers, then used them to slick his cock. “You ready?” He asked, prick pressing firmly against Barty’s entrance.

The man below him nodded and moved to allow his forearms to support him, getting into position.

“You lean back if you’re ready. I want you to do it. Fuck yourself on me.” Evan said, rubbing a hand soothingly along the other's back.

Barty moaned loudly as he pressed back, Evan’s firm cock slowly breaching the tight hole. Evan watched the head get completely swallowed up and he threw his head back in a groan.

“Mmm, fuck yes. Keep going, love.” He encouraged, fingers gripping tightly at Barty’s hips. The pressure would cause purple bruises to form, but neither man much cared at that moment.

Barty pushed further back, finally taking all of him. As he bottomed out he let out a loud gasp. He allowed Barty a few slow strokes to get adjusted, then firmly snapped his hips forward, nearly causing them both to fall forwards.

He continued fucking roughly into Barty, hips aching at his quick pace.

“F-fuck, I’m close.” He groaned, reaching in front of him to wrap his hand firmly around Barty’s prick. He jerked it in a just-slower rhythm than his hips.

“Oh please, please Evan yes. I’m so close, finish in me.” Barty whined loudly, throwing his head back.

Evan stuttered before regaining his pace, hips screaming. Finally he came with a shout, pumping his thick fluid into Barty. He was dead tired, but pumped his hand quicker on Barty’s cock, squeezing the mushroom head with every pass. Barty moaned loudly, attempting to form words to warn him but failed. He came over Evans hand, white ropes flinging across his fingers and the soft blanket beneath them.

Evan released him and pulled out, quickly turning to rummage in his pants for his wand. He cast a scourgify over them both, and the bed. Barty slumped forwards, face smushed into a pillow.

“That was brilliant.” He said, voice muffled by the fluffy object.

Evan chuckled and laid down next to him, slinging an arm around his lower back. “That it was, really makes you look forward to a good nap and some pancakes.”

Barty hummed in agreement before falling silent. Evan laughed quietly, bringing a blanket loosely over them both, and settling into Barty’s side. He pressed a few light kisses to the scarred skin on his shoulder before settling into a peaceful sleep.

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Suddenly Sirius was feeling nervous. It’s not like this was the first time they had shagged, but that had been back after their first professional game, and they hadn’t talked about it after.

“Don’t tell me you’re backing out now, padfoot.” Remus teased, settling onto the bed comfortably. He quirked an eyebrow up, waiting for Sirius to respond.

“I’m not!” Sirius spluttered his denial, but his face heated and betrayed him.

Remus rolled his eyes and reached out, pulling Sirius closer by his belt loops. Sirius staggered to a stop in front of him and Remus winked before lifting his shirt slowly, ever so slowly.

“Ah, one moment actually.” Remus grumbled, searching in a drawer. He pulled out a satin strip of fabric and grinned up at Sirius. He stood and slowly wrapped it around his eyes. Sirius startled at the cool fabric but sank into Remus’ comfortable touch.

Finally it was tied and Remus sunk back down. He undid the buttons on Sirius shirt, then slowly licked a warm stripe up to his naval. He bit down gently and Sirius jumped in shock, carding his fingers through his best friend’s curls. Remus snickered before going lower, his fingers dancing along the pale flesh above the band of Sirius’ boxers. He pulled Sirius’ skinny jeans off with seemingly little issue, his boxers quickly following.

“Ready?” Remus said lowly, his breath hot against Sirius’ hardened prick.

Sirius whimpered in response, bucking his hips forward. He couldn’t trust himself to form actual words, but figured that was clear enough.

Remus quickly took him into his mouth. Sirius could feel that his tongue was flattened against the bottom of his prick, and there were positively obscene sounds resounding off the walls of the small room.

Remus swallowed him down easily, and he could feel the sensitive tip brushing against Remus’ throat. He groaned loudly, tightening his fingers in the other’s hair. Remus gave a sound of approval, so he hesitantly bucked forward a little. Remus groaned around his cock, and Sirius drew back just to snap forwards again. He continued like that, Remus’ fingers gripping his thighs tightly as he set a steady pace.

His hips stuttered and he tried to pull back but Remus tightened his grip, drawing them closer together.

“Rem- I’m gonna cum!” Sirius shouted. His prick twitched, then flooded Remus’ mouth and throat. He swallowed it down with no complaints, then licked Sirius clean. He whimpered at the touch, already far too overstimulated.

Remus pulled away, righting Sirius’ jeans. He gently undid the blindfold, letting it fall to the floor as Sirius blinked at the sudden light flooding his vision.

Remus grinned down at him, then pulled him in for a deep kiss. He could still taste himself on Remus’ lips, but didn’t really mind. After all, he was kissing his best mate, and best sex partner he’d ever had.

“More?” Sirius huffed, finally breaking free from the kiss. He rested his forehead against Remus’, finding the other man’s fingers with his own. He laced them together, and couldn’t help but smile at how perfectly they fit together.

“That was a consolation gift of sorts.” Remus said softly.

Sirius pulled away and opened his mouth to argue but Remus quickly quieted him with another kiss.

“We’re not having sex tonight, Sirius. If we’re going to have sex again, I don't want to be drunk or playing some crazy game. I want us to want it. At our place, with one of our bed’s.” Remus explained, holding him close.

“Well… I guess that makes sense. I do really want to have sex with you though.” Sirius grinned, peeking up at Remus to see a small smile forming.

“I know love, I know. Just… not right now. Not here, okay?” He offered, which Sirius quickly accepted with another kiss.

Not here, not now. But he didn’t say anything about later tonight.