Crimson Rivers

James beamed at him and announced, "I just had sex with your brother. Four times."

Reggie?"

"No, a figment of your imagination. An illusion, if you will."

"High chances of that, actually, with the horrors my brain likes to cook up."

"I'm not sure why your brain would have to cook anything up when all you'd have to do is look in the mirror."

"Gentle things are easily crushed. That's why they're packaged more carefully. Takes a bit longer to unwrap,"

Is that insane? I think I'm insane."

"Your last name is Black," Regulus says wryly. "Of course you are."

"Stop that. I'm miserable and loveless, so this means everyone else must also be miserable and loveless in solidarity with me, because I said so.

I like your tea," James offers. "Maybe I'm biased, but it tastes better than anyone else's. What do you do to it?"

Regulus hums and lightly says, "I spit in it."

Without missing a beat, James replies, "Ah, that explains it."

he's always glaring at things."

Regulus slowly raises his head with murder in his eyes.

Marlene seems unperturbed. "Simmer down, Reginald, this won't take long. I need to borrow your boyfriend for a few minutes, and it'll be quick. I fucking hate dancing anyway."

Being touched by you is being blessed by divinity. I know I'm not worthy, but I crave it ceaselessly all the same."

Remus stares at him. "I tell you all of that and your response is that you'd like to suck my cock?"