This is just a short, sweet little one shot I thought of! Honestly, I prefer reading/writing nextgen but, I thought James and Lily would be perfect for this. Hope you like it!
I'm not supposed to like him. He's arrogant, he runs around like he owns the place, he always has girls trailing after him pathetically but, I can't help but be immersed by him.
The way he slyly looks at me with those burning eyes. Whenever he touches me slightly my whole body goes rigid and all I can think about is that touch. He talks with a confident voice that is utterly mesmerising.
I feel guilty and pathetic that I allow myself to think about all these details. It makes me feel weak. He has such control, an unbreakable hold on me, alas, I can't help it.
My only problem is what will people think? I am after all a muggle-born. How will Severus react? Although he deserves nothing from me. I still feel guilty and hurt over what went wrong.
He's beautiful.
She's beautiful.
I look into his hazel eyes.
I look into her green eyes.
I know.
I know.
His hand cups my face, my lips part.
Her lips part, I press mine against her softly.
His lips on mine, a small moan escapes me.
She makes the most perfect sound.
His naked back reflecting the moonlight.
Her naked back reflecting the moonlight.
Our bodies entwined.
Our bodies laced together.
I love him.
I love her.
He kisses me deeply.
She kisses me back.
We lay there in perfect harmony.
We lay there absorbed by each others company.
I kiss his neck.
I kiss the top of her head.
It's wrong.
It's right.
I feel safe.
I protect her.
He's mine.
She's mine.
Our breathing in tune.
Our breathing is our own melody.
Getting dressed is slow.
Getting dressed is painful.
I don't want to leave him.
I don't want to leave her.
Small kisses.
Soft kisses.
Love.
Love.
"I love you James Potter."
"I love you Lily Evans."
After we leave the room of requirement I'm always content.
Every touch. Every kiss. Every whisper. I'm alive.
He makes me burn with devotion.
Our mouths seem to mould perfectly with each others.
Although it should be wrong, why does it feel so right?
After we leave the room of requirement I'm always fulfilled.
I love being with her. Touching her. Kissing her. Whispering to her.
I watch her body shiver ever so slightly.
I love having this effect.
I know she thinks it's wrong but it feels so right that I have to have her.
She is my drug. My everything. I don't ever want to lose her. I will hold on to her. I will fight for her.
Like I said it's short!
If you read this I hope you like it. First one shot, first Lily/James:)
Please review and let me know what you think!
Check out my Rose/Scorpius fanfic aswell:)