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They hadn’t spoke about the oompa loompa incident since it had happened, and James couldn’t help but grow anxious.
Regulus had seemed to like it, hadn’t he? James had been a bit mad about the shrinking, but other than that he had really enjoyed the event himself.
It wasn’t like his penis had shrunk along with the rest of his body, as James knew Regulus was a big fan of his size already. It’s not like there was less to enjoy.
Was a smaller version of James really that undesirable?
A knock at the front door interrupted his thoughts. James immediately sprung up to answer, wondering who could be knocking at this time.
Opening the door revealed Regulus, which confused James. Regulus lived here, he had a key.
Then he noticed that Regulus’s arms were full, a contraption of sorts that looked like some sort of suitcase.
“Uh, Reg? What is that?” James asked, frowning at the strange object. He quickly stepped out of the way so Regulus could walk through the door.
Regulus stepped into their apartment and placed the contraption onto the coffee table in the middle of the living room, a smug grin on his face.
“I have something for you.” Regulus replied, quickly spinning around to face James.
Sighing, James shut the door and ran his palm over his face. What had Regulus planned for them now?
“What even is that Regulus, it looks dangerous.”
The only response he got was shushing, Regulus pulling at his tie and sliding it off. Of course he was going to be like this now of all times, just when James had been in a self deprecating mood.
James watched as Regulus made a show of stripping himself, flinging his clothes across the sofa.
“Are you not going to join me, James?” Regulus asked him in a husky voice, his eyes fluttering like some sort of sex god. Oh, James was fucked.
James immediately started taking his clothes off in response, his hoodie and sweatpants pooling beside him on the floor.
“Good boy, now come here.”
Obeying Regulus, he stepped towards him and was immediately bent over the sofa, ass in the air.
“This okay?” Regulus asked, fingers fiddling with his curls. He nodded, muttering a quiet yes when his eyes were covered with what he presumed to be Regulus’s tie.
A slow chuckle echoed through the room, James unaware of his surroundings trying to follow the sound to make out where Regulus was. He seemed to still be close, so James wasn’t concerned.
Then something wet and cold was pressed between his ass cheeks, lube James guessed. He was definitely in for one tonight.
Regulus slowly fingered him, opening James up which James only answered with pleased sounds and groans.
“So good, Reg. Keep going.” James moaned, backing up into Regulus’s hand when Regulus pulled away. A whimper escaped his lips, not being able to help himself.
“It’s alright love, I’m about to give you a really sweet treat.” Regulus told him, whispering delicately in his ear which caused his chest to flutter. He loved it when Regulus spoke to him like that.
James could practically hear the smile in his husbands lips as he whispered calming words to him, brushing his hair back.
That’s when something unfamiliar entered him, causing him to flinch slightly.
“You alright, James?” Regulus asked him, because he knew Regulus would never make him do something he didn’t want.
“Yeah, just an odd feeling. That’s all.”
Regulus simply kissed the back of his neck, then a whirring sound entered the room and that’s when he felt it.
A liquid, sort of thick, entering him.
“Regulus, what is that?” He asked calmly, his palms sweating as he begun to panic. What on earth could that be?
“It’s your sweet treat.”
Then the whirring sped up, the liquid filling him up even faster now. Then a sweet smell hit his nose, something recognisable and unmistakable.
Chocolate.
A sinful sound left James’s lips, the continuation from the oompa loompa incident settling his earlier anxious state immediately.
Sure, he wasn’t shrunk. But Regulus was still his chocolate maker, and James was his favourite customer.
“I’m going to make you into my very own chocolate bar, James. Would you like that? For me to devour you?” Regulus teased him, the evil bastard.
James hopelessly nodded, his stomach practically bulging at the amount of chocolate entering him.
The whirring stopped, James whimpering at the loss of the feeling of being filled.
Then Regulus was pulling him up and guiding him to somewhere, James still not being able to see.
The warmth of Regulus’s palms calmed his nerves immediately, he was practically leaning into the others touch.
And then it left him, James simply standing in the middle of some room, unaware of where exactly they were.
He heard a shuffling, then Regulus’s touch was back on him, pulling him forward.
“You’re going to sit on my face, okay? And I’m going to eat my favourite chocolate bar.” Regulus ordered him, supporting him as he climbed onto the sofa and allowed Regulus to direct him to sit on his husbands face.
Immediately a tongue punctured into him, a gasp filling the room as Regulus devoured him. As if he really were a slab of chocolate.
“This is insane, Reg. Fucking insane.” James told him, his moans and gasps completely contradicting that statement. He was a pathetic mess.
Regulus just continued to dart his tongue in all directions, making James see stars. He had always thought that phrase was a bit ironic, since he had his very own star right in front of him.
When James felt as if he was going to orgasm, he tapped Regulus slightly on the shoulder, trying to get his attention.
“I’m going to come, love. I’m going to—“
And then Regulus had pulled his face away, sitting up and pulling James into him, grabbing James by his cock and stroking him softly.
The tie was taken quickly from his eyes, Regulus’s now chocolate covered face on full display. What a sight that was.
“Cum with me, and you’ll be in a world of pure imagination.” Regulus whispered, biting at his earlobe.
This pulled a moan from James, his back arching in obedience as he came from the feeling of his dick in Regulus’s hand, his abused hole and Regulus’s words.
“What the fuck.”
That wasn’t a voice he was expecting to hear in a moment like this.
Both James and Regulus’s heads spun towards the front door, Sirius and Remus standing and staring at them in shock.
“What the fuck is that!” Sirius screeched, handbag dropping to the ground. Oh no, that wasn’t good.
James and Regulus stood up, immediately running towards their bedroom, cackling as they did.
Remus stood silently by the door, watching Sirius fall to his knees, sobbing.
“I like chocolate, Sirius.” Remus stated calmly, eyebrows darting up as Sirius turned to glare at him.
“Don’t you fucking think about it.”