The party was going on in full swing. Druken teenagers were still drinking, dancing and kissing. Multicolored lights swept through the room as the never-stopping music blared loudly.
"Come on, Lils, just this one dance!" Marlene McKinnon pleaded, pulling Lily on the dance floor as the blonde started to move her hips in a Spanish dance style.
"You are too drunk, Marly." Lily rolled her eyes, but held onto Marlene's arms as they spun and danced, giggling. Emmeline and Dorcas were off in a corner, kissing. Frank and Alice were flirting the bar, Sirius Black was getting himself drunk as fuck, Remus Lupin was calmly sipping wine and James Potter...
"Why can't she keep her hands off him?" Lily hissed to Marlene. The Gryffindor quidditch captain and Lily's boyfriend was dancing with the team's seeker, Fiona Torrence. She had insisted on a 'small' dance and James looked like he might apparate on the spot if someone did not help him.
"Want me to go drag her off?" Marlene arched an eyebrow arrogantly.
"How?" Lily asked, frowning at her best friend. Marlene only smirked and strutted confidently towards the centre of the room. She whispered something in Sirius's ears and the boy grinned maniacally. Together, they climbed on a table and Marlene cleared her throat.
"Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws!" her voice boomed through the room. Peter Pettigrew dimmed the music slightly and every head turned towards the blonde. "I hope you are enjoying the party!" Hoots of approval. "Great! And may Gryffindor always kick Slytherin's ass like today!" Cheers, loud cheers. "Kindly get together with your partners--I mean your real partners, like boyfriends and girlfriends, and get ready for a kizomba dance!"
Ever since fourth year, kizomba had been famous between Hogwarts students. It was one of the most common dances at parties and everyone loved it, mostly overprotective people because kizomba was an intimate dance, only to be performed with their boyfriends/girlfriends.
"Up for a dance, McKinnon?" Sirius hopped off the table and winked at Marlene. Laughing, she walked towards the dance floor and just as she and Sirius started, all hell broke loose.
Lily, still torn between giggling at Fiona's furious expression and laughing at Marlene's idea, walked towards James. He seemed relieved when she finally, finally, kissed him, and his hands flew to her hips, just as the music started again, this time a Spanish song.
"I missed you so fucking much," James muttered in her ear, grinding his hips against hers.
"I know, right? You poor thing." Lily's voice was supposed to be sarcastic, but the breathlessness ruined it. Eyes closed, she felt him turn her so her exposed back was pressed against his warm, silk shirt covered chest.
"But you looked two seconds away from ripping out Torrence's eyes," James breathed against her neck, making her shiver due to his warm breath.
Lily's head fell against his shoulder, while her hand camp up to wrap itself around his neck. James pulled her hips backward, just as he arched forwards. One of his hands reached behind his neck and their fingers intertwined there, while the other gripped her hip.
"I really fucking love it when you're all possessive about me," James told her breathily.
"Fuck." Lily whirled around in his arms and reached upwards to press her mouth against his, hot, open and desperate. They stumbled back a few steps until Lily had him pushed against a wall in the corner of the room.
"Lils--c'mon, there are people here, my dormitory," James muttered, his head falling against and the wall and his eyes squeezing shut and Lily sucked at his neck.
"Mhm." Lily pulled back and walked confidently up the stairs to his dormitory, stopping just once to toss him a sexy (and rather foxy) look over her shoulders, and then she was back to climbing the stairs with her swaying hips.
Reaching the boys' dormitory, Lily came inside and sat down on James's old bed, legs crossed and smiling in a very Marlene-ish style. James entered the dorm exactly two minutes after her, smirking.
"Ah, Evans, you should learn to be patient." He shook his head in mock-disappointment, but pushed Lily down on his bed, hovering above her with his elbows propped up on either sides of her head.
"Sorry, I ain't a Hufflepuff." Lily brought his lips to hers, kissing him hard and fast. James joined in without hesitation, his tongue slipping inside her mouth and massaging hers gently. Lily, however, was in no mood for gently tonight. Her hands opened his shirt, pushing it away from his broad shoulders as she smoothed her hands over his hard muscles.
James reached under her small, gliterry black skirt and stroked the undersides of her thighs, tickling her lightly, making Lily squirm under him. Smiling, he kissed her neck, while lightly pulling her skirt away from her legs until Lily kicked it off, her golden, sweetheard neckline-d top was removed soon after.
James gaped at the sight of her breasts, clad in emerald green lace and looked up at Lily, who was smirking. "You planned this!" James accused.
"Yep, definitely." Lily leaned up to bite his earlobe. "You looked very sexy in that silk shirt of yours. Black definitely suits you, babe."
"Flattered."
"My pleasure."
James shook his head with an amused expression, but he pressed a soft kiss to the valley of her breasts, then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra with a little bit of fumbling. His mouth closed over her left nipple, while his fingers toyed with the right one.
"Fuck," Lily breathed, her head falling back on the pillow as James's soft, wet kisses continued down her stomach. His fingers stroked her through her wet, lacy knickers. Pleased with her reaction, he pressed his fingers firmly against her pussy, and was rewarded with a small, soft cry.
It was not late until Lily's knickers were out of James's way and his tongue was inside of her, sucking, pulling, stroking and pleasing her. His fingers moved in a steady rhythm alongside his mouth, until Lily came with a scream of her name. James was thankful for the silencing and locking charms on the door.
"I'm a little too good at this." He smirked cockily as he came near her face, chin glistening with her climax, and then kissed her again while Lily unbuttoned his dress pants, then palmed him through his boxers. James groaned, breaking the kiss and his eyes squeezed shut and his jaw went slightly loose.
"I fucking want you inside of me, now," Lily moaned, pushing his boxers down his feet, almost making James laugh at how impatient she could be sometimes. He obliged though, removing his boxers and pushing inside her just as she wrapped her legs around him, locking her ankles behind his back.
"Fuck, Lils." Each of James's thrusts were deeper than the previous ones, and Lily's fingernails dug into his shoulders, almost drawing blood. The bedpost collided with the wall after each push and it was not long until Lily was screaming his name, which made James come shortly after.
James buried his face in the crook of her neck, panting heavily as Lily stroked his hair to calm him--calm herself. They cleaned up easily with a few charms and, after a suspiciously long shower, collapsed back into his bed, not even bothering to go to the Heads' dorm.
And while both of them lay wrapped in each others' arms, with peaceful smiles on their faces, the music downstairs floated lightly in the room.
A/N: yep, this one is definitely better. 1K words, lmao. Please, please review because writing takes a lot of time and I'd appreciate if you took out a bit of your time to type a tiny review, I don't mind if its critical, I want to know what you think of this stuff. Take care and stay safe.
Love,
~Aurora