So this is honestly the chapter that inspired me to write this whole damn story :D Just wanted this smut make sense :) Does that make me insane?
Ps, this is the 3rd to last chapter =O
Warning: Smut in between the xXxs
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter. Art work by the extremely talented Viktoria Ridzel (Instagram: viria94)
The first week of holiday dragged on for Lily, but flew by for James as he had Sirius over a few times and Apparated with him to various pubs a few other nights. One of those nights, he was shocked to find Remus there too — but it turned out it had been a ploy Sirius had hatched up to get the gang back together. After some discussion, and more than a couple of drinks, they had reached a moderately amicable détente. James figured maintaining this shaky friendship would depend on his ability to not bring up Lily's name very much. But being James — this was now all he seemed to be capable of doing.
After the fifth, 'Oh, my girlfriend said/did,' Sirius threw his hands up in the air. "Wow! Wormtail, did you hear Prongs has a girlfriend?"
"What?" Peter said, playing along. "No! News to me!"
Even Remus had to chuckle.
Meanwhile, Lily was up to her elbows in studying, often snapping at the two 2nd years who had also stayed at the castle and would take to whispering in the library. Like they have ANY responsibilities! Bloody thirteen year olds!
"All right. That's it, I'm taking you out. Come on!" James said Friday night, prying her Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook out of her hands.
"No!" Lily yelped, making a grab for it. "James! I must study! I can't flunk out! I'd probably be the first Head Girl in the history of Hogwarts to get a T!" She looked around frantically. "That reminds me, I'm behind on my History of Magic revision—"
"Lily!" James said firmly, dropping to her eye level. "You're a brilliant witch and you won't get a Troll; you're just going loopy. When was the last time you showered?"
Lily grimaced in embarrassment, taking a whiff of herself. "I'm sorry, do I smell?"
James smiled at her. "You smell like peaches and roses, but get your butt in the shower. I'm taking you on a study break." Lily opened her mouth as if to protest, but James held up a finger. "Nope. No arguing, Professor's orders."
Lily rolled her eyes. "Well, that's a massive abuse of power."
James shrugged. "You promised. Plus, study breaks actually help; I read it somewhere."
Lily got up and sauntered over to his bathroom. "Oh yeah?" she called over her shoulder. "Was this in another Witch Weekly article?"
He chuckled. "You know, I'll get the last laugh when I can help identify ten ways to know if your crush likes you back!"
Lily poked her head out from behind the door. "Really?"
James settled into his favorite armchair, prepared to wait for her to get ready. "Number one: he reminds you to take study breaks."
Lily rolled her eyes lovingly (who knew my eyeballs would get such a workout dating James?) and disappeared behind the door once more.
When she came back out, her eyes landed on a reindeer stuffed animal sitting on his desk she hadn't seen previously. She picked it up laughing. "Why James, aren't you a little old for plushies?"
James strolled over to her, offering her his arm to take. "It's for Neville. I like to bring him something every time I visit. You know, godfather duties." Lily felt her heart melting. "I'm blatantly buying his affection — gotta start young." He tapped his temple jokingly.
Lily stared at him with a special kind of adoring look that James hadn't quite seen in her eyes prior. Before he could ponder what exactly was different about it, she leaned in and soundly kissed him.
He smiled goofily when she broke free but still clung to his arm. "What was that for?"
She squeezed his arm as they took off on their date. "Just for being you."
He sat under the Invisibility Cloak, drinking his Firewhiskey whilst undetectable. It was getting a little stuffy, but he couldn't complain because he was on a date with the girl of his dreams. How bad can life truly be?
Lily had her back to the rest of the near-vacant pub so it wouldn't look as weird when she was seemingly talking to no one. It had already looked strange enough when she'd ordered herself a Butterbeer and a Firewhiskey, but hey, being an alcoholic was a reputation she'd be willing to take for this man. She'd already had worse.
Either way, it was nice to be back at the place where Lily had first realized that James Potter found her incredibly fit.
After discussing her applications to Potions apprenticeships (something else she'd been tackling between all the studying), she dramatically shifted. "What's your opinion on role play?" She obviously couldn't see him, so she just smirked at her bottle when she heard him sputter.
"Really, you're gonna ask me this here?" She could hear his cheeky smile.
"What's the problem? No one can see you. Now they just think this looney bird in the corner is drunk and horny as hell."
Lily felt an invisible hand rest on her thigh. "I want to kiss you."
Lily giggled. "Okay, there's no way I can make that work without someone committing me."
James scooted closer to her along the edge of the booth. He leaned into her ear. "So what kind of role play were you thinking about?"
Lily bit the inside of her cheek, turning an appetizing shade of pink that matched her current gloss. He actually loved having his cloak on around her so he could admire her face unabashedly.
"Maybe student-Professor?"
James scoffed. Lily's eyes remained resolutely on her bottle. "Wait. Are you serious?" James asked incredulously. "But I am your professor! I don't think you know what role play is."
"Yeah, but you're not really…" Lily brushed off.
"Um, the midterm paper with your name on it that I graded before holiday, great take by the way, disagrees," James countered.
Lily looked in his general direction, found it too bizarre, so looked up at the ceiling instead. "I mean, I think of us as just: James and Lily, you know? You and me."
Unbeknownst to Lily, the sweetest smile had spread across James' face. "Yeah, I do know." He moved his hand up to hers and gave it a squeeze through the fabric. "Go on, what were you thinking then?" he encouraged.
Lily clucked her tongue to the roof of her mouth. "Well," she spoke sheepishly, in stark contrast to the filth she was about to utter, "I've always had this fantasy where you fuck me silly on your desk." There was absolute silence. "James?"
"Yeah," he exhaled, "still here. Just dead."
Lily giggled. "So… is that a yes?" Suddenly, she felt herself getting dragged out of the pub and towards the shortest of the secret passageways back to the school. "Babe!" she cried, struggling to keep up with his sprint. "Slow down!" She couldn't help but laugh at him.
James removed the Invisibility Cloak in the cover of the passageway. "Did you hear what you said to me?" He leaned closer to her as he slowed to a jog, but continued dragging her nonetheless. "Be happy I haven't thrown you over my shoulder and tried Apparating."
Lily rolled her eyes, feeling like the sexiest vixen on the planet from James' sheer exuberance. They climbed back into the castle and broke apart a little, making their way down to his classroom.
"I think there's a desk with your name on it. Literally," Lily purred as they entered his door on the first floor. She pulled him along by his tie, practically skipping as he used his wand to lock up behind them.
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She perched upon his desk facing him and threw her cloak back. Her fingers started working on her shirt's top buttons. "I'm here for my Remedial Transfiguration lesson, sir" she said innocently.
"Remedial?" James questioned with a lop-sided grin as he came forward in front of her to kiss her fiercely. She'd finished her buttons, tore off her shirt, and started on his. His hands came up to knead her breasts through the powder blue fabric still enclosing them as she brought her white thigh-high sock-clad legs around his hips to pull him in closer. She bit his lower lip as she felt him tweaking her nipples. "Don't sell yourself short," he muttered between kisses. "You're more of a Highly-Advanced, Gifted Transfiguration class kinda gal."
His head dipped to her neck and she gasped pulling at his untidy, sex hair. "Of course, how silly of me." He travelled lower until his tongue met her bra, and he reached behind her to unclasp it, relishing in seeing her tits bounce free. His mouth instantly claimed one. "I am... I am," Lily tried, "quite gifted."
James' mouth curved upwards around her nipple. "In more ways than one."
Suddenly, James pulled Lily by the knees, causing her to lay flat on her back, yelping at the unexpected change. He slowly spread her legs apart, causing her skirt to reveal blue panties. He licked his lips as he looked at her face, seeing her eager abandon. She was so deliciously his. His hands lay on her thighs and he massaged his thumbs inward, grinning when he saw Lily hold her breath as he reached the edge of her underwear. "So, so gifted."
He hooked his fingers on the band and pulled them down her legs, bringing his mouth down to her. She whimpered when his tongue swirled around her numb. Her body was warm and humming to him. He brought one hand up to rub her breast as his other one gently explored below his lips, teasing around where exactly she wanted it.
Her hand flew into his hair, holding on for dear life. "Professor," she moaned. He guessed she was really committing to this role play.
"Yes?" he asked coyly.
His fingers were skimming her folds, getting wetter by the minute, but he (very fucking annoyingly) had not entered her yet. "Please," she begged, bucking her hips upwards as far as his face allowed to demonstrate her uncontrollable need for him.
James obliged slipping one finger in slowly, watching as her almond eyes rolled back in pleasure and her body relaxed for a second, only to tense right back up. He added another and began pumping them in and out. Her gorgeous breasts were obstructing a clear view of her face, so he brought his other hand down to continue rubbing her clit so his eyes could feast on her coming undone like he wanted to. It wasn't long before her knees clamped on him like a vice grip, becoming overtaken by gratification.
"Fuck, James, fuck," she moaned, opening her eyes to find him watching her mesmerized. That was her downfall; her whole body shuddered, succumbing to her orgasm. Her toes curled as she brought the back of her hand to cover the sounds coming from her mouth.
"Fuck Lily, you're so beautiful." He knew he said it all the time, but he couldn't help it. It was just true. He knew he would never get over just how badly he was attracted to her.
She came back down to earth to find James had resumed kissing her apex, licking her like he couldn't get enough. Lily sat bolt upright. "Come here," she said gruffly, grabbing his tie to pull him back up to her mouth. She tasted herself on his tongue and didn't hate it. She pushed the silly open shirt he was still wearing off his shoulders and then grabbed for his belt, roughly tearing it open and pushing everything down to the ground.
His erection sprang free and Lily stroked the soft skin. "I fucking love your cock," she told him, feeling lightheaded and a little tawdry but knowing hearing this would only make him harder.
He growled into her mouth as he snogged her recklessly. How such a sweet mouth can say such filthy things is beyond me.
She smiled at his reaction and rubbed him harder and faster, positioning him under her skirt. "I want you to fuck me now, Professor" she whispered into his ear. She grinned wickedly as he shivered.
He didn't need to be asked twice. He pushed into her roughly, her slick walls being ready to take it. She bit his shoulder as he pummeled into her over and over. "Fuck, Lily, you're so fucking tight," he murmured.
Her spine arched into him as she brought her hand behind her to support herself while she fought to rock her hips back onto him. It was hard to keep up with the pleasure he was serving her.
She is so gorgeous and she's mine, is the only logical thought he could hold onto as he looked at her, her face wincing with satisfaction beneath him.
She laid flat on her back moaning in time to his rhythm and he raised her legs straight in the air, changing the angle. He kissed her calves.
Lily couldn't stop staring at his face, sexily contorted and looking so concentrated on holding on for her. She clenched her insides and his hips stalled instantly as he groaned, his nails on her legs digging in.
"Miss Evans, are you trying to get me to come?"
Lily wiggled him out of her and lowered her legs to the ground so she could stand. "Maybe." She winked at him and pulled him around the desk to his chair. "Sit."
James looked like he'd died and gone to heaven. "Yes ma'am." Lily cleared her throat. James rolled his eyes. "Yes, Miss Evans."
"There we go," she said smugly as she straddled him, lowering her body back down around his.
James' lips parted, staring at the woman possessing him, enthralled. "Lily, what are you doing to me?" he managed to breathe out as his fingers dug into her hipbones.
"Loving you," she responded rocking her hips back and forth over his.
His arms moved around her to press her chest to his as he kissed her aggressively and she writhed against him faster and faster chasing the burning flame she felt building in her core.
"Lily... I'm so close," he said through gritted teeth.
"Almost, almost," she cried, bringing her hand down to rub her clit to get her over the edge sooner. He kissed her neck deftly and she exploded, her mind glowing blank as her insides pulsated. She felt James squeeze her harder as he came magnificently too, their breathing both ragged as if they'd finished a marathon. Together.
James pulled back first, a light sheen of sweat glimmering on his forehead. "I fucking love you so much," he panted airily.
Lily smiled and gave him a long, slow kiss. She rested her nose against his. "Me too… Professor."
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Lounging in his bed later, full on the room service they'd ordered from the house-elves (a little guiltily on Lily's part), James was playing with her hair. A rather serious look overtook his face. "Can I talk to you about something?"
Lily rolled her body to face him and James' attention quickly darted to the way her cleavage was pressed together under her silky nightgown. "Yeah, shoot."
James kept twirling her long hair. "Well, you know Minnie will be coming back soon, so my tenure here will be over…"
"Yeah, of course," Lily lightly pressed. Why is he so nervous?
"So I've been thinking about what I'm going to do after. For work I mean." His hazel eyes were following the lock around and around. "And I think I'm ready to be an Auror again."
Lily gasped, drawing his gaze straight to her face. "James! I think that's brilliant!"
"Yeah?" he questioned unsurely. "You're not mad?"
"Mad? Why would I be mad?" Lily asked.
"Uh, not sure. Thought you would think it was too dangerous or something."
Lily smiled. "Like that would ever stop you." He beamed at her. "Plus, Voldemort's gone, right? I bet the work is vastly different now. You'll be more like… a detective. A detective with a kickass wand who pew-pews the bad guys away to an island."
James cupped her cheek grinning. "I'm definitely adding that to my business cards." He got somber once more. "But there are still Death Eaters out there." Lily shifted, clearly uncomfortable. "But they're unorganized, mostly just on the run now. It will also be a lot of interrogating those who are still trying to claim they were under the Imperious Curse when they were supporting Voldemort. Turns out a lot of the rich and powerful ones have been throwing everything they've got to delaying their hearings. Or at least waiting for a regime change or outrage to die down or whatnot." Lily snorted mirthlessly. "But I do think I'm ready to go back." His finger traced her brow, down her cheek, under her chin and back again.
Lily tilted to kiss his fingers. "I think that's great," she said supportively. Part of her wanted to tuck him away from the outside world forever, building pillow forts with her indefinitely in the safety of his manor, but she knew that desire was selfish. She knew James was talented and brave, and that the world was a better place with him in it. She couldn't keep him all to herself in this castle for eternity. "I'm proud of you."
He gave her a goofy grin. "I'll go tell Moody tomorrow. I might even get partnered with Sirius!"
Lily rolled onto her back dramatically. "Oh Merlin, no! Potter and Black! The bad guys will just turn themselves in to escape your witty banter and tasteless humor!"
"Hey!" James lamented propping his head up on his elbow. "Our humor is quite refined I'll have you know. Well, compared to what it was—"
"Oh please! No! No more!" Lily mocked raising her arms over her head. "I surrender! I can't take this anymore, take me away!"
James rolled over her, staring her down and pretending to be unamused. "You think you're so clever, don't you?"
Lily covered her ears. "Please! Cruel and unusual punishment!" she giggled.
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