(A/N): The James Potter that is mentioned in this story is James Sirius Potter, son of Harry Potter.
Disclaimer: I do not own James Potter or the setting, but I do own the other characters.
Poison Love
James sprawled out on the couch, looking at his best friends, Ethan, Frankie and Bruno, with their girlfriends. He draped an arm around his own girlfriend, Zoe, and she curled up closer to him.
Neither of them went for serious relationships. They both had someone new with them every week, and understood each other perfectly. Their relationships with people were always physical, and, having newly started their relationship that day, they would be spending that night in the Room of Requirement. Much more privacy.
That night, James took the invisibility cloak his father had let him use that year, and went down to the common room. Zoe was there already and James thought she looked so sexy in her extremely short black skirt and very revealing white shirt. Those clothes would soon be off.
They hid under the cloak, and walked towards the Room, making sure that they didn't make any noise. They met no one on the way, and quickly got through the door.
As soon as they had got through, they threw the cloak off, and somehow found themselves at the bed. They were both professionals at this, but not with each other.
James lay on top of Zoe, his hand creeping under her shirt, stroking her unblemished, soft skin. He opened the buttons one by one, kissing every new piece of skin he revealed. She moaned with pleasure as he finished with her shirt, and dropped it on the floor.
He placed one hand behind her back and unclasped her bra. Quickly getting rid of it, he placed one hand on her right breast, and lowered his mouth to the other. As he suckled on it, her screams of pleasure got louder and louder.
There was a moan of disappointment as he stopped this, and concentrated on her skirt. When this was off, she took over and hurriedly ripped off James' shirt. She got him to lie down on the bed, and licked his toned chest all over. She smiled as deep groans came from his throat.
She started on his belt, quickly undoing it with experienced hands, and went on to his trousers. She made a show of excruciatingly slowly pulling the zip down, and he gave a moan of frustration. He lifted his muscled hips to allow her to pull them off, and soon they were both in just their pants.
Zoe could see how hard James was, and slowly pulled his boxers over his rock-hard erection. When they were off, she bent over, and started licking his member all over. His breath came quickly and he groaned breathlessly. Finally he came in her mouth and she swallowed it.
He turned them over again, and now he was back on top. He slowly pulled her white frilly knickers down her tanned thighs and off. Starting from her knee, he slowly drew one finger up the inside of her leg, and she shivered.
Revelling in this, he slid one finger into her, and rubbed in and out, deeper and deeper, faster and faster. Soon she came over his finger.
Zoe wrapped her legs around James' waist and he slowly slid himself into her. In and out, harder and harder until she creamed his name, sending him over the edge as well.
They tried numerous positions on the bed, including missionary, Italian hanger, and doggie. They then moved to the table, and started again. When this was finished, they went for it once more against the wall.
Zoe wrapped her legs around his hips and he held her against the wall. He almost dropped her when he came, but managed to hold her there.
They were both tired by then, but managed to find their clothes, and rushed back to the common room under the invisibility cloak.
They both knew that this had been the best sex of their lives.