seeing venus

Everything was black and he couldn't see, but he was only focused on two things. His first thought was of his wedding, tomorrow afternoon he would be married to the Lily Evans. His second thought consisted of the pure irony that was him, James 'Prongs' Potter, having his own stag night.

His friends jostled and shoved him around on their way inside. All acting like giddy teenagers; James Potter included.

"Oh, you're gonna love this one Prongs."

"Trust us, you're gonna have a great time."

Sirius squeezed his shoulders and lead him further down the rabbit hole. There was loud music with a bass that vibrated through his chest, and through the cover on his eyes, he could see beams of light that varied in color. "You can thank me later." And then the blindfold was ripped off.

Hanging from fabric that hung from the ceiling, twirling around poles, danging on stage and sauntering around, were women scantily clad in things he'd only ever dreamt of.

A strip club. His mates had bought him to a strip club on the night before his wedding. He could help the grin that grew on his face after that realization.

"You guys..." He trailed off then turned and jumped on his best friends in excitement, giving them all bear hugs, "are the absolute best!"

It was something that they had all joked and wondered about, during their late nights chatting in the dorm, but James never thought any of them would have the gall to actually go through with it.

They took their seats in front of the only quiet part of the stage. There were no colorful lights shining nor was there a beautiful dancer swinging from the pole. He couldn't bear the anticipation. Who was going to come out?

"This girl, your gonna love her." Sirius promised, "I called in earlier and made sure she was the one to dance for us, she's the best in the house. They call her...Venus." He waggled his fingers in the air and grinned mischievously. James held his breath. He was oozing excitement, a woman who he barely knew showing all her goodies? Yeah, he was more than excited.

With the sound of her name falling off of Sirius's lips, a set of blood-red lights descended on the stage. They moved all across the stage, going back and forth through the stage as if they were searching for her along with the eyes of all four of the Marauders.

I guarantee that no woman here is more beautiful than my Lily. He thought. My flower is the most-

A single piece of fabric fell from the ceiling all the way down to the floor, and from the middle of the fabric was a girl. She twirled and danced her way down, every move as breathtaking last. James watched on abated breath and couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing.

When she finally made her way to the bottom on the fabric every eye had been turned to face her. She donned a thin red set that left him with only so little to imagine. As she began her routine she swung her hips and twirled her hands in the air in a motion so fluid water would be jealous. It made something stir inside of him to see her move the way she did, something that he'd never felt before.

As soon as she had caught his gaze, the goddess-like woman walked down from the stage and directly to him, now standing in between his open legs. She never broke eye contact and her movement never faltered. She was the absolute embodiment of her namesake.

Later in life when he would go to look back at this moment, he wouldn't know whether to blame his mates or thank them. He was getting married tomorrow, yet there was sat in a gentleman's club, completely mesmerized by the Latin beauty that swung her hips in front of him.

Before he laid eyes on her the only thought on his mind was Lily, they were getting married. They were going to start a new life and a new family together. But now, he thought of the alluring 'Venus' and it was becoming increasingly harder to think of anything else.

Her hands trailed softly down his face and her hips swayed in sync with the beat of the music. James's eyes followed her every move, not wanting to miss a thing. She lifted her leg and brought it up to rest on the chair next to his thigh a trail of glimmering light following her every move. It was some cheap spell put in place to attract customers, but boy was it working.

To his left, he could vaguely hear Sirius, Peter, and Remus hooting and hollering in awe and excitement, but he paid them no mind.

He was losing his mind. Every fiber of his being was pulling him towards her. "Lily, Lily, Lily, you have Lily." He repeated the mantra in his head with a hard grip on his lip, but his will wasn't stronger than temptation than sat in his lap.

"I have a present for you, Bello." She purred in his ear.

He shivered. Goosebumps ran down from his ear, where her lips rested, all the way to his lap, where her thighs were strewn across. James let out a long controlled breath through his lips and nodded his head, the only type of communication he could muster in his current state.

When she got off of his lap he could see Sirius next to him laughing along with Peter, the both of them cheering him on. When he stood up he saw Remus who donned a bright smile on his face, a drink in his hand, and a stripper in his lap. Yeah, Remus was enjoying himself.

Venus grabbed his hand and led him up a set of stairs and to a mirrored door. Going through the door he followed Venus into a room that screamed desire and lust. She led him to a pearl colored couch that felt to be made of silk, the only kind of material that could even come close to being as soft as Venus's skin. He sat back and watched as this goddess twirled around on the platform.

She stepped down from the miniature stage and walked towards him. The closer she got the more he impatient he was. He couldn't wait until her body was on his, doing whatever kind of things she was trained to do.

As she stood in front of him James couldn't help the goofy look that was surely on his face. He was eye level with her belly button, and could honestly say there was no place he would rather be.

Turning around, Venus sat in his lap, pressed her backside against his crotch, and just like that his body was on fire.

Oh God, he thought, his body shaking. Quidditch...Snape in bell bottoms...Pumpkin pie!

Later when he was laid in bed with Lily, as a newly married man, he would wonder why it was the thought of his Aunt Macie's pumpkin pie that calmed his body down. Maybe it was because his Aunt Macie had a bunion on her foot the size of 4 snitch's, but there were other things that deserved his attention.

And what deserved his attention right now was Venus. With a lump in his throat and in his pants (his pumpkin pie method hadn't lasted long), James didn't know what to do. The goddess-like woman was on him like...like...he couldn't even think of anything to relate it too.

She lifted her hand softly and his eyes followed her every move. With the wave of her fingers a glass of champagne floated from its spot on the bar and into his hand.

The music that played in the room was background noise, it was faint and undeserving of his attention. She grabbed his hands and whispered to him, just loud enough for him to hear her. "I've never seen you here before. Special occasion?"

He stammered at first. What should he say? There was nothing wrong with going to a strip club for a stag party. But at that moment James did what he did best. He lied. "It's my mates birthday. Wanted to give him one to remember."

Venus chuckled, a sound he made sure to remember because, like her, it sounded amazing. "The drunk one that was hanging off Iris?"

Merlin, Remus was going to be in for a good one in the morning. "Yeah, that's the one."

James stiffened as she rolled her body onto his. His hands slid up her thighs and gripped her hips. "Your so tense Bello, why?"

She slid her hands from his stomach and all the way up to his shoulders. He knew that she could feel the way his muscles strained underneath her touch. As she rubbed his shoulders she applied pressure to a spot just at the base of his neck and he could have moaned, Merlin it felt so good. Actually, he did moan.

Venus smiled and continued to work her hands through his muscles. "You're like a goddess." He mumbled with his eyes closed and his head thrown back.

She leaned down and whispered in his ear, something she enjoyed to do he guessed, "They don't call me Venus for nothing." And then she placed a kiss on his neck in the same spot that she had hit earlier.

That was James's breaking point. He said, "screw it," and grabbed her by her neck and brought his lips to hers.

When he did it, he knew he wasn't supposed to. The sign said no touching, but Venus didn't seem to mind. She kissed him back with more ferocity than he had expected. Her hands ran through his hair and his hands ran up her back and to her neck.

James turned her neck to the side and pulled her body even closer to his, his arms fully encasing her body. His lips latched themselves onto her neck, down her chest, and back to her lips. He pulled himself away from her and praised Merlin that he was sitting down because the look she gave him made his knees turn soft.

"I don't normally do this," she murmured. "But-Oh God," She cut herself off at the feeling of his warm hands on her bottom and his lips on her ear. She hadn't said anything after that so James must have been doing his job right.

Through their labored breaths and heavy kisses, Venus began to pull down his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt. His body was on fire. It was never like this with Lily.

With Lily it was different, it was a sensation that reminded him of what home was supposed to be. Lily reminded him of kids, and an old rickety house to share. With this woman, a woman whom he barely knew, he was reminded of life and making love on a beach.

Taking off her bra, Venus slowly got off of James and kneeled between his legs undoing the buttons to his jeans at a tantalizing pace.

"Stop!" He all but shouted.

"Something wrong?" She had a smirk on her face, but a part of him could tell she was unsure as to why he told her to stop.

James smiled to himself and stood, bringing Venus up with him. He picked the girl up as if she weighed so nothing and flipped them over, laying with her underneath them. He trailed his fingers down her stomach and to her panty line. "Nope, I just wanna take my time with this."


Venus was laying on his chest, her sweaty body pressed against his, and he pulled her closer to him not wanting to leave the moment. He knew that once he got up, put his pants back on, and walked out of the door it would be the last time he would see her again. It would be the last time he felt like that again.

"What's your real name?"

He heard her laugh and it was the loveliest melody he had ever heard. "That's a gift for another party Bello."

"Do you do this with all your...customers?"

"No, you're the first actually."

"Will I see you again?" He was starting to sound desperate now.

"Will you come back here?" James felt his head shake at her question giving her an unspoken answer. "Then there you have it."

"I should get out there, my mates must be waiting for me." He made no effort to move. Every cell in his body wanted to stay there, with her, for as long as he possibly could.

"Why?" She purred, moving up and kissing the skin on his jaw. "Do you have somewhere to be tomorrow?"

James gave a deep sigh and glared at the ceiling, "Yeah, a wedding."