Hey hey hey! Longest chapter yet :) And look! It's a happy one since they're in that new-couple-shagathon-phase!

So I have to say (even though I'd like to think I would have come up with this on my own, but I'll never know because I read her story while writing this!) there is something that happens in this chapter that also happened in Every Other Midnight by Kathryn's NomDePlume: so I want to give credit just in case I was influenced by her work! (It's a truly amazing fic I highly recommend if you have the time - but be warned, it was abandoned and leaves off in the thick of things :'( )

Guest: Yes! I am pushing through my writer's block surrounding HAPPY characters, haaa. They deserve it! BlondeLunaa: Thank you :D Seriously, f Snape. AshJazz: Fair, but I don't think she deserves alllll the blame in this situation... I mean she's only human and James is the one who keeps kissing her, sooooo... Jus de Carotte: It would have been WAY too frustrating if it was real! Thanks for all your reviews! 3

Warning: Smut in between the xXxs as well as after them

Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter. Art work by the extremely talented Viktoria Ridzel (Instagram: viria94)

After James and Lily had finally finished their extracurricular activities, and enjoyed themselves a wondrous late breakfast in the kitchens, James was trying to excuse himself to go make the study guide he'd promised the class he'd skipped.

"Or… you could cancel the test…" Lily teased from her usual spot on their bench.

"Oh, Miss Evans, let's not use your sexual wiles against me like that."

Lily cocked an eyebrow at him. "My wiles? James: you do see I'm sitting here, perfectly clothed." She rested her head innocently onto her palm.

James leaned down to kiss her, stalling time before they parted. "You don't have to be naked to be entirely too sexy for your own good. Or mine."

Lily whined when he escaped her grasp, heading for the door. "Must you leave?"

He smiled at her smugly, all too pleased by her blatant lust for him. "Yes. We both have class soon… and you should probably talk to Dorcas, I'm pretty sure she figured everything out." Lily sighed as James pulled out the map from his inner pocket, whispering to it. "She's in the Potions section of the library."

Lily narrowed her eyes at him. "How do you know that?"

James took a few steps back to her, truly unable to help himself, like a moth to an irresistible flame. "Can't tell you that." He planted a cheeky kiss on her lips, but this time Lily was ready and slung her arms around his shoulders, trapping him to her, as she swiveled her body to face him.

xXx

He chuckled as he straightened out, picking up an obstinate Lily as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "I've created a monster…" he whispered jovially in her ear as he surveyed the hall, seeing only a few house-elves still lingering, washing dishes.

Lily purred back, "I like to think you just awoke the one already there. Don't take too much credit, Potter."

She started nipping lightly down his neck, right past his pulse point, watching as James' strong jaw clenched and he craned his chin back, granting her access. "Course, wouldn't want that…" he murmured already losing himself to her.

Lily smiled devilishly, pulling the Invisibility Cloak out of his inner pocket and throwing it over them.

"Lily…" he warned half-heartedly, catching her intentions.

"James…" she mimicked him, wiggling against him so she could open his robes underneath her.

He walked them to the nearest wall, his hands supporting her bottom under her skirt. "You have no idea what you do to me, do you?" His voice was so husky, it only made Lily that much more wet.

Lily took one of his hands and brought it between them to her core to show him. "Yeah, you do the same to me." Her eyes had never looked so alive, so unashamed, showing him she was his for the taking and she wasn't afraid to admit it.

A growl escaped the back of James' throat. "You're insatiable." His mouth engulfed hers, their lips dancing against each other.

"You love it."

She was smiling so wantonly and James couldn't believe he'd ever found a woman like this. If he really thought about it, he'd kind of given up on love before her, thinking maybe he was unlovable, or something was wrong, broken inside of him… but as corny as it sounded, he realized he just hadn't given himself to her yet. Nothing had felt right because he'd never been with Lily Evans before. He wasn't ever going to make that mistake again. "I do." He pressed his body into hers, making Lily moan deeply as she felt his erection through their clothes. "You're gonna have to keep it down though," he joked, as he reached between her legs and pushed her knickers to one side before pulling himself out over his trousers.

Lily bit her lip in anticipation. "You're a smart guy, I'm sure you'll figure something out."

James pushed into her, her sassiness proving to be a little too much for his horny mind to deal with. He muffled her pleasured cry with his mouth, plunging his tongue into her as his cock did the same down below.

Lily clung to his broad shoulders, raising her hips up and down over him, feeling her clit sing from the scrumptious friction they were creating. She moaned his name, already completely disregarding James' plea for her to keep quiet.

He brought his hand over her mouth, watching her eyes go wide as he continued his hips measured motions in and out of her. If she was being honest, when she'd suggested he deal with her noise levels, she'd assumed he'd come at it with a magical solution — but a physical clamp worked just as well. She brought two of his fingers into her mouth, sucking on them.

James stared at her hot mouth transfixed. "Fuck…" he groaned, his thrusting becoming more erratic as he edged closer to his climax. "Lily, I'm about to come," he admitted, partially ashamed he was going to leave her hanging but being completely powerless under her lure.

She clenched her muscles around him in response, in effect allowing and pushing him to orgasm. Her eyes lasciviously took in his features as they scrunched and released right in front of her, driving her absolutely wild. She didn't think James Potter could look any hotter than when he was coming for her.

xXx

Needless to say, Lily was late to Potions class. She'd remembered frightfully close to stepping into the dungeons that she was supposed to be recovering from a breakup (was that really only two hours ago?) not a sex glow, thus she turned her wand on herself and conjured up a crying charm so her eyes would be puffy and red when she walked in.

She felt everyone's attention snap to her when she took her seat, whispers running amuck that the Head Girl had actually been late for class. It was a testament to how much Slughorn favored her that he reprimanded the gossipers and not her.

Lily pulled her supplies out of her bag and wrote a note to Dorcas who she could feel looking over her shoulder: Everything is fine, but I have to act like it's not. Tell you after class.

Dorcas was on the edge of her seat the whole lesson as they made their Anti-Cancer Potion, trying her absolute hardest not to flood Lily with a thousand and one questions about what the hell was going on. Lily stole a glance at Snape: it turned out this clear agitation was good; it was helping sell her cover. She made sure to let out a few sniffles.

As soon as the bell rang, Lily dragged Dorcas out the door to go find Beth so she could tell them together. They settled by the frozen lake under the Beech tree, the cold giving them privacy from the overeager ears of their peers.

Dorcas began, "So you've been seeing Professor Potter?!"

Lily looked between her two friends. Beth gave her an encouraging smile. "You guys swear you'll never tell a soul?"

"Unofficial, totally official, Unbreakable Vow right here, right now."

Lily let out a deep breath. "Yes."

"Since when?"

Lily bit her lip, "I mean our first date was on Saturday…"

Dorcas' head rolled back laughing. "Merlin, you shagged on the first date? Nice!" She held out her palm for a high five that Lily ignored. Dorcas turned to Beth unfazed. "Wait, why don't you seem surprised?"

Beth shrugged her shoulders. "I figured it out."

"What? How?" Dorcas looked scandalized by being so out of the loop. "You're not even in his class!"

Lily then explained everything: their initial spark, their guarded flirting, her sex dreams invading his mind ("That lesson was for you?!"), James teaching her how to be an Animagus, how he helped her after she found out her parents had died…

"Wait," Beth interrupted her, "you spent the first half of holiday at his place? How did that little tidbit not come up?" Beth asked dumbfounded.

Lily shifted guiltily. "You guys have to understand, I wasn't really sure where this was all going, you know?" Her hands fidgeted in her lap. "I knew I liked him, a lot, but it wasn't until recently I was sure it was reciprocated in the same way…" She smiled looking down. "He gave me Venus."

"Aww," the girls cooed.

"Any bloke who gives you a pet is definitely smitten, Lils," Dorcas declared.

Lily looked out over the lake, her blush rising. "And then we told each other we loved one another after the Occlumency lesson. This I told you guys I slept in the Head Office, but I actually fell asleep at his. We cuddled."

Beth pouted her lips, taking in the cuteness; even Dorcas looked moved.

Lily sighed. "But yeah, Snape saw us together, so that's what he has on me."

"… And that's why you can't go to Dumbledore about it."

"Exactly."

"So what did you do?" Beth pressed.

"We're pretending we broke up. He actually convinced me we had for a moment there — it was awful — but we're fine. We'll just have to be more careful," Lily concluded.

Beth's brows scrunched. "Seems kind of dangerous…"

"How so?"

Beth continued gingerly, "I mean, I love you two… but you're not exactly the 'subtle' type."

Lily and Dorcas giggled.

The next few weeks flew by in a haze of silly, love-infused smiles… and sex. So much, mind-blowing sex. James had stopped taking his nightly mind-protecting vials, so on top of all their escapades in secret passages, empty classrooms, and yes, James' bed, they were still finding new ways to expand their sexual horizons in sleep. The possibilities were truly endless. James told Lily that they really had to find a way to recreate fucking on a broom. Lily was convinced that there was no way in hell they could accomplish this in real life without falling to their deaths.

"All right class, so today we'll be working on partial animal transformations, like your assigned reading described." There was a groan from the back of the room. "I know, I know, it's hard, but that's why this is a N.E.W.T. class after all. In my experience it's easier to create a body part you don't already have — like whiskers or antlers — than to morph a part you already have into another — like your hands into paws. Our brains get less confused that way. I'd like everyone to be able to transfigure at least one part by the end of the period."

The hand of a snooty Slytherin shot up. "I don't see how this would ever be helpful."

James observed the disorderly student severely through his glasses. "Well, I thought it was dead helpful when I had to retrieve my partner from the bottom of a river after Death Eaters tried dumping her there, but if you want to learn how to hold your breath for five minutes instead of learning how to give yourself temporary gills, be my guest."

The room's silence was deafening. Lily realized he rarely ever talked about his Auror days and made a mental note to ask him about it next time they hung out.

"All right," he said with finality. "Get to work." Lily sighed. He was so sexy when he taught. Stood. Sat. Breathed.

"Okay, I think I'm gonna try to give myself antennae," Dorcas announced next to her.

Lily smiled. She had a better idea…

James strolled along the rows near the end of class surveying everyone's progress. He commended Benjy on the rhino horn currently sticking out of his forehead and helped Rebecca perfect the large tortoise shell on her back. As soon as it was done, the Hufflepuff retreated inside of it.

"Miss Evans, did you not complete the assignment?" James had reached her desk now. He looked at her confused.

"Oh, I did." There was a lot of brouhaha as her classmates were all playing with their new body parts.

He leaned forward curiously. "Well, what is it?"

She grinned. "It's a tail, Professor. I can show you, if you'd like…" Lily motioned as if to turn around while Dorcas sniggered.

The corner of James' mouth pulled up. "That won't be necessary." He added in a whisper, "You naughty minx."

Lily smiled to her notes as her tail swished under her skirt, pleased.

"Miss Meadows, excellent antennae."

"Why thank you, Professor, I think I can actually detect a rise in blood heat around me," Dorcas joked.

James chuckled. "See me after class."

Dorcas looked at Lily with wide eyes after he moved further. "Do you think I'm in trouble?"

Lily shrugged her shoulders. "Eh?" She knew if anyone should be getting reprimanded at the moment, it should probably be her. No, you are not jealous right now… And no, you are definitely not picturing yourself bent over James' knees, skirt up, knickers down getting spanked. Those fantasies are beneath you. (They weren't.)

Dorcas grumbled and Lily waved to her when class was dismissed shortly after.

Dorcas approached James at his desk hesitantly. He looked up at her eagerly. "So, do you have anything planned for Lily's birthday Friday?"

She couldn't help but be disarmed by his giddiness. "Well, we wanted to throw her a big party, but with her being Head Girl and all, we didn't want to get her in any trouble either… We also want it to be a rager, so—"

"No younger students."

"Exactly, but we can't very well kick kids out of their own common room."

James leaned back crossing his arms. "And you're sure Lily would want a big shindig?"

Dorcas smiled. "Yeah. I mean, she'd never ask for one, but she loves to let loose every once and a while. Let her freak flag fly before she gets back to hitting those books." James scoffed, he thought she'd been letting her freak flag fly plenty lately. "Plus, she's had a pretty rough year. I want her to have fun."

James considered this. "What about the Room of Requirement?"

"The what-what?"

James rolled his eyes. "Honestly, does no one explore this castle?" Dorcas gave him an unamused look, figuring she could get away with it seeing she was presently talking to him as her best friend's boyfriend, not as her teacher. He continued, "It's on your floor, left corridor, easy enough for the Gryffindors to get to. But you should invite more Houses to liven it up."

"Okay!"

"I can make the invitations!" James was getting excited. "I'll give them to you to distribute after next class… and charm them so only the 6th and 7th years can read them."

"Brill!"

"And I'll get you guys alcohol from Hogsmeade."

Dorcas raised her eyebrows impressed. "You trying to win the best boyfriend of the year award?"

James chortled. "Nah, trying to win worst professor of the century." He looked at his watch. "Want me to show you the room now so you guys know how to get in and set up beforehand?"

Dorcas shrugged. "Sure." They headed out, passing a very disgusted looking Snape along the way. "Professor… you're not going to be able to attend though, are you?"

James sighed, thinking about his Invisibility Cloak, and how at least seeing her there would be better than nothing. "I'll find a way."

That Wednesday, as promised, James gave Dorcas a stack of flyers with all the party details. She thanked the heavens for his charm-work when Lily snuck up behind her later in the common room and wondered aloud, "Since when have you wanted to start a sock-knitting club?" Dorcas assumed that was the message all underclassmen and Lily could see.

That night, James mirrored with Sirius: "Padfoot, please, it's an emergency!"

"It's not actually."

"It's important."

"It's illegal."

"That just makes it more fun!"

Sirius scoffed. "True." He regarded his best friend. "It would be weird though."

"Oh very," James conceded. He gave him his best puppy eyes. "Pleeeeeeease?"

Sirius ran his hand through his hair. "I'll see if the Auror supply room still has any."

"Yes!" James cheered.

"Hey, don't get too excited yet, I'm only agreeing to see what I can do."

"Oh Padfoot, you're the best."

Sirius chuckled. "Prat."

Lily woke up oddly content Friday morning, despite not recalling any sex dreams. She had a lingering feeling she'd still been kissed and had heard murmured sweet nothings. She curled to her side, hugging her pillow to her chest.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILY!"

"Ah!" Lily nearly fell out of her bed as Dorcas and Beth ripped open her bed curtains, letting in the bright morning sunshine. She heard one of their other roommates grumble across the room. Lily covered her eyes with her hands. "You guys are the worst."

"Well, that's rude," Dorcas said scooting onto the bed. She shifted uncomfortably. "Ow, what's this?" She pulled a box out from underneath her bum.

"You just sat on one of her presents, you goof," Beth chastised.

"Who snuck a present into your bed?" Dorcas asked. There was a pause. "He couldn't get up the stairs…"

Lily blushed, untying the ribbon on the box so she could read the note attached to the top. "He has his ways."

"Ugh, I wish my boyfriend was even a tenth as romantic as yours; some girls really do have all the luck."

But Lily was tuning out her friend who was sprawling out at the foot of her bed.

Lily,

Happy bloody 18th birthday! Hopefully this is the last one where we can't be seen celebrating together. Here's to only 'one year' now between us.

I love you,

JP

P.S. I hope you like your gift. You have my heart.

Lily smiled to herself like a fool; he truly was so sappy and she ate that shit right up. She opened the box, letting out a little gasp as her eyes landed on a small amethyst heart on a delicate silver chain. She pulled it out gingerly and clasped it around her neck.

"Oh Lily, it's lovely," Beth said softly. "He remembered your favorite color."

Lily touched the rock against her chest adoringly. "I don't think I ever told him actually…" Telling someone your favorite color was 'sparkly purple' seemed a bit childish, even if it was true.

Dorcas rolled her eyes. "Of course Sorcerer Charming knew anyway." She picked something up off the ground and threw it in Lily's lap. "Okay, now open ours!"

Her last class of the day could not come fast enough as Lily practically dragged Dorcas to Transfiguration. Lily was starting to get a little uncomfortable with just how many people were telling her happy birthday. Sure, she'd always enjoyed some popularity and was Head Girl, but how could this many people remember it was today? It was all a bit much. Especially since all she really wanted was for him to say it to her.

Lily felt her whole body relax when she saw him setting up what looked like props at the head of the class. He bent over to right something that had toppled on the ground, giving Lily a view of that tight bum she liked so much in his slacks. It was weird: before James, she wasn't sure if she'd ever checked out a guy's arse before, yet she could still say with absolute certainty that he had a very, very nice one. Happy birthday to me…

"Easy Tiger," Dorcas joked in her ear, making Lily realize she was blatantly drooling from the threshold, absentmindedly outlining her new necklace.

She couldn't help it, his body was a gift from the gods.

Their steps to their seats up front alerted James of their presence and he turned around, his eyes instantly landing on Lily and her pendant. His face lit up like the sun. "Hey birthday girl… do you like it?"

"No, I love it," Lily confessed, making James' day. "Thank you."

More students filed in, snapping James out of his lovesick stupor and back to teacher mode. "Today I thought we'd do something fun," he smiled around the room, willing himself not to look at the woman he'd decided today should be fun for. "Boys on this side of the room, girls on that side. I'm going to hand you each a box of trinkets and you have to transfigure them into these things or animals," he tapped his wand to the board to reveal a long scrolling list, "with your team. I will choose the winners based on creativity, flair, and timing… go!"

Two boxes flew to either side of the room as his students squealed in excitement and group project confusion.

James had to laugh when three different boys had transformed three of the trinkets into the same single listed item (a fake wand). "Teamwork and communication, guys."

He strolled over to the girls' side. "Excellent fish, Miss Evans."

Lily smiled surveying her sparkly purple creation in its new glass bowl. "Thank you, Professor."

That night, Lily was very suspicious as Beth insisted she let her do her hair and makeup and Dorcas highly recommended Lily put on the cute golden mini dress they'd just gifted her.

"And you said I wasn't subtle…" Lily teased as Beth swiped on a shimmering shadow. Not that she was complaining — she'd wanted to look cute for when she inevitably found a way to sneak into James' room to celebrate with him.

Beth cast a lasting charm on the makeup she'd just finished. "Oh shh, you, don't ruin the surprise."

Lily laughed and allowed her friends to drag her down the corridor. She was very concerned when Dorcas started pacing in front of a wall with a concentrated look on her face.

"Dor… whatcha doing?" But then Lily gasped as a door appeared beside her. "Whoa, where'd this come from?"

"Why don't you find out?" Dorcas answered conspiringly as Beth giggled.

Lily narrowed her eyes thinking maybe this was another secret passageway to Hogsmeade. "Guys, I don't see how we're not gonna get caught." She pulled open the door anyway.

"Surprise!" A few people close to the entrance shouted. For the most part, the rest of the crowd was far too busy partying to notice their guest of honor had arrived. Lily waved to some people then took in the space: they'd set up disco lights, somehow music you couldn't hear from the hallway was blaring, and people were decorating each other with glowing body paint. There was also a whole table of drinks — being hit hard.

Lily brought her best friends in for a hug in awe. "How did you guys find this place?"

Beth smiled. "Your boyfriend…"

Dorcas snorted. "Guess he knew how to party back in his day or something." Lily rolled her eyes. "He supplied the booze too."

"Wow…" she scanned the room again. "Wait, why's Benjy here?"

"Oh yeah," Dorcas said nonchalantly, "he's our contingency plan. If we get busted and you go down, we'll take the other Head down with us."

Lily looked at Dorcas as if seeing her for the first time. "Damn Dor, that's awfully Slytherin of you."

"Well, guess I'm the only Slytherin invited tonight!"

Lily smiled but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Thank you guys. This is amazing."

"You like it?" Beth asked.

"Yeah, I just wish he could be here, s'all," Lily admitted, feeling a little guilty to be missing James when her friends had truly gone all out for her.

"Chin up, buttercup, he told us we had to make sure you had a blast so that's what we intend to do!" Dorcas declared slinging her arm over Lily's shoulders and pulling her to the beverage station.

And Lily did: she did shots with her friends, chatted with her guests, and danced like no one was watching. It had been a while since she had been this vivacious. She had just put the finishing touches on one of her roommate's body paint when she saw Sirius smiling at her from across the room.

"Sirius!" She ran towards him gleefully, throwing her arms around him, getting paint from her collarbone all over his red shirt. "Oh no, I'm so sorry," she giggled, tipsy. She tried rubbing it off but only accomplished rubbing it in. "Damnit, Scourgify," she magicked, then stuck her wand back behind her ear.

"It's fine," he looked at her amused.

She didn't notice because she was too busy peeking over his shoulder. "Did J-uh-Prongs come with you?"

Sirius laughed, he'd never heard her say that name before, it was strange. "He's here," he answered mysteriously.

Lily's face lit up as she spun around, "Where, where?"

"Lily..."

She turned back to Sirius confused. He had a lopsided grin and was currently ruffling his hair. His eyes were silver, but she'd never seen them look so warm before. She stepped right up in front of him. "Is it you?" she whispered, bubbling over with hope.

He ran his finger down her cheek. "Yeah babe, it's me." His hands traveled down and settled to the small of her back, leaning in to consume her in a fiery, oh my god finally, very public, open mouthed kiss. The kind of kiss that made onlookers blush and excuse themselves to go take a cold shower, or you know, just watch gluttonously.

When their lips parted, Lily's eyes remained shut for a moment; but when she saw him again, she yelped and jumped back. "Oh sorry, I'm just gonna have to keep my eyes closed tonight I guess."

James peppered her face with kisses, making her squirm and giggle away from his not-normal visage. "As long as I can celebrate your birthday with you, I'm happy as a clam."

Lily smirked at him. "So... Polyjuice?"

James ran his fingertips up and down this sides of Lily's dress, over and around her curves. "Yep. Padfoot just had it sent over. I'd almost given up and come with my cloak, but then I wouldn't have been able to do this..." he gave her another kiss.

Lily licked her lips, focusing on his. "How'd it taste?"

"Blegh, disgusting. He sent me a toenail clipping with it."

"What?" Lily laughed. "That's so gross!"

"Yeah. Think he was mad I asked him to borrow the potion from the Auror office." Lily put air quotes around 'borrow'. "And you know, using his body at all."

Lily put her hand on his — well, I guess Sirius' — chest. She eyed him seductively as she leaned into his ear. "I'm not having sex with this," she whispered.

James smirked deviously, making him look more like actual-Sirius. "Oh, I wouldn't put you through that much torment, love." He winked and pulled out a flask. "I only have a few hours worth in here, then I'll be good as new." He tapped his wand to the flask so that it would vibrate to remind him every time he had to take another hit. "But until then, I plan to dance with my stupendously gorgeous girlfriend."

Lily grabbed his hands and pulled him to her lips once more. It was strange because he was stockier than usual, and his hair was silkier as her hands roamed — but beggars can't be choosers and she was finally able to just be with him with no covert measures or lingering fear in the back of her mind. "Let's get you a drink."

James allowed himself to be yanked to the table, the shit-eating grin back on his face in full force. "Are you trying to take advantage of me, Miss Evans?"

She turned around and walked backwards the last few steps. "Always." She gave him a saucy wink.

As she poured them each a hefty cup, she heard the voice of a judgy Ravenclaw waft over to them: "It's so sad when they graduate and can't let go..."

James laugh-coughed into his libation. Connor had definitely intended for him to hear that. He briefly wondered if the jibe was worth giving the dick an extra homework assignment over.

Lily smirked at him. "Why did you pick Padfoot?"

"Well, I needed someone reasonably attractive," Lily laughed, they both knew Sirius could be a damn model if he wanted to be, "who wasn't gonna be at this party, but also wouldn't raise a ton of suspicion being here. I considered Remus, but doubted he'd be up for it — plus you might not want to kiss me as him..." Lily sighed, she was still a little mad at him to be honest. "Plus Sirius comes to visit me all the time anyway. So, no biggie."

"Plus no one's gonna think it's out of character to catch him snogging yet another girl," Lily flirted as she put an arm around his shoulders, drawing him in.

Connor made another disgusted noise from behind James and Lily tilted her head over his shoulder to glare at her classmate.

"Don't worry about him, Lils," James said settling his arms around her waist. "His parents really must have hated him to call him Connor O'Connor." Lily let out a hearty guffaw. "Actually," he pretended to ponder, "that's rather genius. I'm gonna name my son Potter P. Potter."

"Remind me never to have children with you."

"Remind you what, love? I seem to already have forgotten…"

Lily chuckled as James lead her to the dance floor and pulled her body flush against his. Of course he can dance. Although maybe Lily should rephrase that: they were basically just making love with clothes on. James' arms caged her to him while their hips gyrated to the beat. Lily's hands tangled themselves in his hair as his warm breath tickled her neck. They were hot and heavy and in love.

James couldn't help but notice how Lily's eyes were glued shut as she swayed her body with his. It was too bad she couldn't see him, but by Merlin, could he see her. A little bead of sweat was gathering on her chest, mixing with the color of the paint, and trickling down the valley of her breasts. He doubted it was edible, otherwise he may just have licked it off. Her head was lolling sexily, losing herself to the music and the feel of his pelvis pressed to hers.

He spun her around and pulled her back into his arms, her bottom pressed into his jeans. Ugh. As if they weren't tight enough already. She instantly melted into him, tracing her fingers up the back of his neck over her shoulders, making him shiver and settle his chin on her. The view of her cleavage was still exquisite. "You are so unbelievably sexy, Evans," he growled in her ear, biting the lobe.

"Only because you're not wearing your glasses."

He chuckled. "I love you, birthday girl."

She rubbed her booty firmly against his zipper, mercilessly torturing him. "You better." She was on cloud nine and never coming down.

That is, until Beth pulled her away asking what the fuck she was doing. James followed and interlaced his fingers with Lily's, refusing to lose a single second of his limited time with her out in the open. Lily explained the situation, then decided James was not nearly glow-in-the-dark enough and painted him like he was her French girl.

Several hours and many dances and drinks later, James had reached the end of his flask and knew he had to leave.

"Nooo..." Lily lamented, pulling his now sweaty collar back to her. "This is too much fun."

She pouted her luscious lips prompting James to give her another kiss. "Soon Lily, we'll be able to do this whenever... and I won't have a curfew."

"And your carriage won't turn into a pumpkin," she sighed breathlessly.

"Huh?"

"Never mind."

James tried extricating himself from Lily, which was proving itself to be quite the difficult task. "I feel as though I've done enough damage to Padfoot's reputation as it is... staring at you the way I have been."

Lily ran her hand down his chest suggestively. "Yeah? And how's that?"

He put his forehead against hers. "Reverently. Worshipping. Soulfully."

Lily fought a smirk. "You're such a bloody cheese ball."

"A cheese ball that's gotta go."

"Oy. Fine." Lily relented. "Meet me around the corner in the hall? I'll say bye to my friends."

James grabbed her hand, causing her to stumble back to him for one last peck on the nose. "See you soon."

Lily said bye to Dorcas, but decided not to interrupt Beth's lip-lock with a pretty blonde. So that's who she's taking to Hogsmeade… The party was still raging in full force, so Lily thought not too many people would notice if she stole a bottle of firewhiskey and bailed.

Sirius' body was lounging against a wall next to a portrait of unicorns when she exited, looking a little taller than how she'd just seen him. His face broke into a toothy grin when he saw her victoriously holding up the bottle of booze as she approached.

"Come 'ere, you rebel you." He grabbed her free hand and they ran to his room, tittering the whole way.

By the time they shut the classroom door, James had gotten lankier, and to Lily's disappointment, his shirt was no longer quite as tight on his frame. I might just have to 'accidentally' perform a shrinking spell on some of his tops, she thought. James bent over to unroll his jeans back down to his ankles.

Lily happily watched as his hair got shorter and disheveled and his eyes liquified from silver back to honey-hazel. She cupped his cheek, craning her neck back to its usual angle to gaze at him. "There you are." Her eyes flickered between his, biting her lip. She didn't think she could ever tire of staring at him.

"Seems mighty unfair that now that you can see me, I can no longer see you."

Ha, and Lily had assumed his eyes' lack of focus was from the booze. "Where are your glasses?"

"My bedside table."

Lily led the way. "Convenient." She found them easily and perched them on his nose.

"Much better," his eyes roamed her body hungrily, "but first, we have to get all this gunk off us." Lily groaned, uncapping the Firewhiskey and taking a swig. James eyed her amused. "I mean, we can shower together?"

Lily snapped back to him as if the delightful thought hadn't occurred to her. "Yes, please!"

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James grinned, put her bottle down and picked up Lily's legs, wrapping them around his waist as he kissed her deeply and tried not to walk into walls on their way to his shower. He flicked it on and carried them in, making Lily moan as the cold water drenched them, prickling against the fire he'd lit in her veins.

Her breathing went ragged as both of them took in the sight of the water trailing down the other's bodies. Lily dismounted so she could slowly peel his soaked shirt off his chest and unbuckle his pants, watching them fall with a heavy thud to the stone floor with his boxers. He was such a sight for sore eyes…

Lily trailed her hands down his sides, his legs, getting on her knees in front of him.

"Lily, what are you doing?"

Lily looked up at him, self-consciousness coloring her cheeks. Does he not like blowjobs? Doesn't every guy like blowjobs? "I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel," she replied sheepishly.

He pulled her up. "You already make me feel that, love."

Lily was panicking a little. "Do you not want me to, or…?"

James tilted his head at her. "But it's your birthday?"

"Right… and I want to. Please?"

She was looking up at him with so much hope and James had no idea when he'd died and gone to heaven — but here was his dream girl, begging to suck his dick. Being dead rocks. He chuckled and kissed her as he found the zipper on her back and released her from her dress, it joining his clothes on the shower floor. He loved seeing her in nothing but her knickers and his heart around her neck. "Okay, but not in here, you'll drown."

"Oh." Lily considered this, glad for the slight reprieve in tension. She allowed James to lather her body in soapy suds, gently rubbing off all the paint and watching it spiral down the drain. James lightly pressed her against the cold wall, watching her nipples perk up even more as he grazed his fingers around them. "So beautiful," he murmured.

The shower was making his hair stick to his forehead and Lily couldn't help but squirm under the power of his dizzying gaze. The water had taken off all hints of paint and she was ready for him to be in her mouth already, damnit.

She bit her lip, turned off the shower, and led him to his bed, not bothering to towel off. At some point, a fire had sprung to life, and Lily pushed him to the center of his duvet, crawling between his legs.

"Lily," he said shakily.

What is going on? Lily knew they were tipsy, but he was acting more strange than that. "Yeah?"

He let out an awkward laugh, propped up on his elbows. "I just," a hand flew in his hair and he sent water flying everywhere, "think you should know I've never done this. Or," he shifted awkwardly and Lily ignored his rippling abs, begging to be rightfully appreciated (I really needed to get over this obsession, good god), "had it done to me or whatever."

What?!"…what?!"

James looked mortified. "I've never gotten a blowjob before."

Lily knew she should try to keep her face less like her mind was being blown to smithereens by what she perceived as the absurd unlikeliness of this statement, but she couldn't help it. "How?"

James' mouth opened and closed a few times trying to explain something he didn't really have an answer to. "Um… I don't know… guess it's more of a significant other sort of thing? You know, kind of intimate, and what not? And… you're my first girlfriend." He looked so vulnerable.

Lily's jaw dropped like she'd just witnessed the cutest puppy in all the land. She'd known his dating history had been spotty, but to hear it like that, to realize she was his first something, and a very special something at that — a girlfriend, brought fuzzy feelings to her stomach. And to think this fact came out by wanting to suck his cock. Suddenly Lily went from feeling like a naive, fumbling ingénue to a verifiable sex goddess, about to blow James' cherry straight out of the water. A dangerous smile played on her lips as she lowered her face between his legs. James visibly gulped. "Well, let's figure this out together, shall we?" she purred confidently, bringing her left hand up to stroke him. His eyes were glued to her, curious and mesmorized, his anticipation boiling over. Her eyes locked into his as she wrapped her lips over his tip slowly bringing him into her mouth.

His expression was priceless: it was Christmas comes early, fuck that's spicy, and please don't you dare ever stop all rolled into one. A low moan sounded from the back of his throat. Lily found a nice rhythm, bobbing her head as far as she could while her hand tugged on the rest. "Fuckkkk Lily…" he stammered, collapsing his head back into his pillows. "That feels so good…" There was a gentle thudding noise as her new pendant slapped against the base of her neck.

Lily smiled, watching him turn to putty for her while his body got harder and harder in her mouth. Her tongue did a tentative swirl around his head, instantly being rewarded by a grunt and his hips flexing up into her slightly. Lily's self-assurance grew tenfold, swirling again as her hand pumped harder. She couldn't believe she was the first one to have him like this, the first one to feel him throbbing against her inner cheek as she fought not to choke. The primal thought was getting her wetter and wetter, wanting nothing more than to taste his climax for the first time.

James' head popped back up, mouth gaping as he struggled to keep his eyes open. While what she was doing felt amazing — because Merlin, it did — somehow her attitude was the thing that was really making him twitch in pleasure. Her piercing, dilated eyes were surveying him so greedily, trying to soak in every overwhelmed wince and pant he was making under her spell. She knew what she was doing to him, she knew his body was at her complete disposal, and he could tell she loved it. James couldn't help but begin to moan her name, confirming that he was hers to do with as she pleased.

Lily gave her jaw a break. "Yes, James?" she asked innocently, or as innocently as one could while still stroking a dick in their hand while the other traveled down to their own apex and started rubbing vigorously.

James was pretty sure every profane word in the English language flew through his brain as his right hand fisted in her hair and his other grasped the headboard above his head, needing something to squeeze — hard. Is she finding this as bloody hot as I am? Does my cock in her mouth drive her to the point of having to touch herself? All James knew was that Lily Evans was going to be the death of him.

The heat of her mouth back on him drove him closer to that familiar edge. "Lily, I'm about to come…" he warned out of breath. But she made no move to get off him, and he watched, jaw and hips shaking, as he spilled himself down her throat. And she swallowed.

Fuck. Me. Now.

Mind completely fried and body humming at a frequency he didn't even know existed, James pulled her up on top of him, caressing his lips against hers as he tried to figure out a way to verbalize how he felt. "That was…" he breathed.

She bit her bottom lip smiling. "Yeah… I know."

James wrapped a red lock around his fingers as his other hand lazily traced up and down her spine. Would it be weird to say 'thank you'? He gave her another slow kiss. "How are you so perfect?" he whispered.

Lily's green eyes twinkled. "James, this is your post-orgasm euphoria talking."

James' grin went crooked. "No, it's not." His hand squeezed her arse. "You must be hiding something."

Lily's chin on James' chest tilted cutely. "Well, I'm awfully stubborn."

James scoffed. "Same."

"I have a temper…" Lily continued.

"And it's so hot; this is a positive," James swiftly rebutted.

"I'm sassy."

"Again: a good thing."

Lily winked at him. "I'm apparently very loud during sex…"

James growled and pounced on her, making her giggle wildly as he rolled over her, somehow already ready for round two.

Confession: that was my first time writing male oral! Hope I did it justice? Heh.

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