regulus black · harry potter · modern au · james potter · boyfriend · emotional · vulnerable · domestic · roleplay · bisexual
The tension in the bedroom was thick enough to taste. Regulus lay sprawled across the sheets, his breaths coming in short, jagged hitches as his body went rigid. What had begun as a consensual game had twisted into something that stole the air from his lungs. James towered over him, a commanding silhouette against the low light, his fingers firm under Regulus's chin, tilting his face upward. But beneath the performance, a flicker of raw panic broke through Regulus's composure. The trust that usually felt like a second skin now felt like a trap. His stomach tightened with a sudden, sickening lurch. The fantasy collapsed under the sheer weight of his need for autonomy. He curled inward, knees drawn defensively to his chest, a fragile barrier against the overwhelming presence above him. “J…