Hello everyone! Guess what? I'm thirty now!
That's right, the day on which I blasted from the mighty vagina is upon us once again and I've hit the be three zero. Yay me, I'm getting old! *sad trombone sound*
Thanks for all the reviews as usual. Glad it doesn't appear that I chased off any of my viewers with my poor attempts at smut.
And guess what?
Here'S MORE SMUT!
If Someone Cared Enough
Chapter 106: Show Me
The days following Lily's adventure into the carnal side was an odd mix of comfortable yet awkward, if that made sense at all.
On the one hand, time spent together among the rest of the Evans family was pleasant and happy, the two teenagers being able to draw warmth and contentment from spending time together in the distracting presence of their family. Mornings spent sat chatting around the breakfast table or evenings in front of the telly, a good book in Severus's lap with Lily's head on his shoulder, were enjoyable with Lily's parents and sister nearby providing a sense of tranquility and normalcy.
Alone however, was a different story.
There was a lingering tension now, an embarrassing sense of exposed awareness between them. Being in a room together with no one else around was difficult. It felt stuffy, hot, left them feeling jittery and restless.
Neither of them was ashamed at what they'd done. Far from it, in fact. The experience left more than a pleasant memory for both of them. The trouble was the cravings it invoked. They'd crossed an exciting new threshold together, one that had felt amazing, exhilarating even. It brought them closer, and yet that seemed to be the problem.
Keeping their hands to themselves was unbearable now. The urge to touch each other was near impossible to ignore. Time spent with Lily's parents or sister grounded them, kept their minds from straying too lewdly, but left alone, it was like they were both enchanted by the same spell. Like a magnet they'd be drawn to one another, the overwhelming urge to kiss, touch, paw at each other taking over their senses. They'd cling to each other in the privacy of Lily's room, Lily climbing Severus like a tree, Severus's hands roaming her body, clutching her to him possessively.
On more than one occasion Lily was brought to shuddering release as Severus rocked himself between her quivering thighs, her back arched, the most sacred part of her damp and aching in the aftermath, satisfied but still somehow craving something more that both enthralled and scared her.
The frenzy that had awakened in the two of them was frighteningly fun, but also worrisome. They both knew that while they'd kept their activities—which had grown in frequency—to a small level of modest innocence by keeping their clothes on, they both knew they were craving something neither of them was sure they were ready for yet. The desires of their hormonal bodies urged them to take the leap, to come together in the most intimate way possible, but they held onto whatever remained of the rapidly dwindling common sense and rationality to resist the tantalizing pull of their wanton needs.
What was maddening was that Lily was not sure she even wanted to resist. She held back because she knew they were so young, so inexperienced, but a nagging part of her mind always taunted her, niggled at her for holding back. Sure they were young, but in their world, seventeen was an adult. Would taking things further really be so wrong when they were finally old enough to go out in the world, to fight in a war? And what if this war truly did spell the end for them? Wouldn't it be better to go into the beyond having know that bliss and the depths of which they loved each other?
Lily tried to focus on that line of reasoning, to assure herself of a more wholesome desire to be close to Severus, but it was becoming abundantly clear that it was her own sexual frustration that was trying to push her onward and Severus's reservations were driving her mad.
More and more, Lily craved that delicious friction between her legs, the incredible feel of Severus's burning need rubbing and stroking her most sensitive spot until her toes curled and she shook down to her very depths.
As their secret meetings became more frequent, tried valiantly to repressed the growing realization that what they were doing wasn't enough. Just once, she wanted Severus to take it a step further. She craved his hands in the one place they'd never been. Making if he ventured where his fingers had never gone, some of the burning need inside her would be doused.
As crass as she knew it made her, Lily knew she wanted more than she was getting. The persistent pressure of Severus's—dare she say it even to herself—cock against her clit was delicious, mind blowing even, but it was rapidly becoming not enough for her. With every stroke to the hardening nub between her legs, a growing sense of emptiness rose up inside her. She'd feel wet, she'd feel gaping, the need to have something in her turning all consuming. She wanted Severus fingers, his skilled digits stroking and caressing within her with the same fervor he used exploring her breasts and the inside of her thighs.
His kisses were brain meltingly too, his tongue steadily becoming an expert at tickling the roof of her mouth, making her shivering and her knees go weak.
How would it feel to have that tongue somewhere else?
Lily dared not say what she wanted allowed, to mortified by her own perversions, but damned if she wasn't going to try and get her message across. When they were together in the privacy of her bedroom, she conveyed her desires through sensual moans, arching her back and heaving her chest as she pawed at Severus, wrapping her legs around Severus's waist and undulating against him in simulation of the one act they both so desperately wanted to complete.
Her wanton cries and enraptured writhing did a number on Severus self restraint and she knew it. She could feel it in the way his hips would stutter, the grit of his teeth as he squeezed his eyes shut tight and rutted against her all the more fiercely. He grind against her panties with desperation, as if he wanted nothing more than to plunge inside.
Lily almost begged him too each time.
So maybe things weren't awkward between them so much as tense. They both knew they wanted more, but they didn't know if it was something they should actually pursue. It didn't help that what Lily thought she may want was something she was wholly inexperienced in and knew little about. The sex talk with her mother explained where babies came from and what went where, but didn't actually cover the finer details.
Like how did they fit together? Did it hurt? Lily had heard it could hurt; something about the hymen tearing—which sounded very unpleasant—but a few times in her youth she'd heard some girls say otherwise. There was a group of older girls that used to smoke in the alley behind the local pub where Severus and Lily strayed as children to spy on his father. Those girls wore makeup, tight fitting clothes, spoke with authority and held themselves with a confidence Lily envied. More than once she'd heard them talk about their boyfriends, the guys they fooled around with. They spoke of things like girth and length, how long a guy lasted, how skilled he was.
One time when Lily went to eavesdrop alone, they'd caught her. Rather than be angry, they'd been amused by the gangly little thirteen year old snooping around the 'big girls'. It seemed harmless enough in the absence of any scolding to ask them about the things her mother had told her and why they handled sex so differently; how they didn't wait till marriage or save their virginity for 'someone special.'
The girls were more than willing to tell her a thing or two that she didn't know; seemed to take pride in passing on their wisdom. One had even assured Lily that despite the myth that the hymen always breaks when you have your first time, the thing could actually stretch if you went slow enough, if you were relaxed enough and your boy didn't charge forward like some mindless, grunting animal. At least two of the girls could attest that their first times hadn't been painful or bloody like many would have you believe, only a tad uncomfortable for a few moments. They described it as a slight pinching feeling, tight, like if some pulled a little too hard on your finger and made the skin between your digits go taunt. Not quite painful, just strained.
While that advice should bring Lily comfort, she actually didn't know if she would be relaxed enough her first time to stretch, like they'd described. She held so much weight on the idea of her first time, mainly because it would be a first for her and Severus, something they'd saved for each other and no one else. What would make the moment so special would also make things rather anxiety ridden. How on earth could she relax when taking such an important step?
Lily didn't know how to feeL about her conflicting thoughts. Here she was wanting a level of closeness with Severus that went past all other levels of intimacy, but at the same time it almost seemed odd or out of order to want sex when the pair hadn't even seen each other naked yet. Was that weird? Sure, Lily knew that plenty of couples didn't see each other naked before the actual wedding night, but plenty of her own friends had sexual relationships prior to marriage and most of them would attest to it strengthening the bonds they had with their boyfriends.
"It helps to know if you're compatible before you marry," Alice once said, "There was a guy I dated before Frank; terrible kisser. I felt nothing when we kissed. I thought maybe I'd start to feel something with time, so I went a little further, but the spark was never there. And I had really liked him emotionally at the time. We just...didn't feel like a match physically. Now with Frank, I knew from the get go that he was the one. When he touched me, I felt the world move."
Lily knew there was no question her and Severus went together perfectly. They'd gotten far enough by this point to realize how complete they made each other feel. So Lily didn't need intimacy to know they were made for each other. But that didn't stop Lily from wanting to see more, to do more. The question was, should she?
Perhaps they weren't ready for the final step—she didn't think she was yet—but that didn't mean they couldn't go a teeny bit farther, right? Surely a little less clothes between them was just the next logical step.
Lily still couldn't wrap her mind around how suddenly she'd come around to the idea of sex. In the wake of Avery's attack on her, she'd felt sure she'd fear a man's touch for the rest of her life. She felt dirty in her own skin. Not even the knowledge that he'd failed to steal her virginity like he intend brought her any solace; just knowing how close he'd come was enough to scare her.
Although perhaps that wasn't entirely true. She hadn't feared Severus at all. He was probably the only one she'd felt safe with. His lack of pressure or expectations on her was one of the main reasons she felt comfortable around him while other boys made her nervous. She felt like the rest of their classmates saw little more than a piece of meat; Severus saw her as the most important person in his life.
So maybe it wasn't so surprising that she'd come around to sex and intimacy with Severus. She doubted she would feel the same with someone else. She probably would feel pressured by anyone else. James would have probably seen intimacy as evidence of how much she did or didn't care for him; he definitely seemed like the type, he'd had family using spoiling and gifts as a show of love his whole life. Lily couldn't see herself with anyone who expected her go further than she wanted just to make them feel loved.
But Severus, he let her take charge, placed the control back in her hands that Avery and tried to take from her. There was nothing more comforting than knowing she could start and stop at any time and Severus wouldn't hold it against her or be upset. All he truly wanted from her was to make her feel special and loved, and if that meant stopping when wanted even if he wanted more, then he was more than willing to take care of himself.
That line of thinking brought up a new curiosity to Lily's mind. She'd never seen him masturbate before. Back when they were going at a more sedate pace, Severs would usually retreat to his room or the bathroom to take care of matters. Now they usually finished together, but that was from rutting, not real mutual touching, or watching one another touch themselves.
Lily had seen Severus cum; seen the pleasure on his face, heard how he groaned, but she'd never really seen him cum. A part of her really wanted to...just to sate her curiosity.
Maybe he'd even let her touch him…
"Hey Sev?" Lily asked one evening. They'd been sitting in the living room watching telly with Lily's family, but Petunia had to leave for a late shift at work and her parents left to have some wine with a friend of two, leaving the pair alone.
"Yes, Lily?" Severus replied, flipping through his book. His eyes stayed fixed on the page, but Lily knew he wasn't truly reading anything on it. At this point, he was just trying to distract himself to keep his hands off Lily as they were so apt to wander to her these days when no one was around.
Last thing he needed was to hump his host family's daughter right on the very sofa they watched I Love Lucy on.
"Can you touch yourself for me?" Perhaps that was too blunt.
Severus choked on his saliva, "Pardon?!"
Lily resisted grinning at her boyfriend's flummoxed expression, "It just occurred to me that while we've done a lot of things together now, most of it has been a pretty...'clothes on' experience. I'm a tad curious about what it looks like when a boy does...that."
"Lily," Severus balked, book entirely forgotten, "That's quite the—ahem-unusual request."
"Is it though?" Lily questioned, scooting closer to her rapidly reddening boyfriend, "Surely plenty of couples have watch the other do naughty things; probably before reaching the point we have of doing those naughty things to each other."
Severus looked away, a blush heavy on his face.
"I suppose," he began, clearing his throat, "We skipped a few steps."
Lily grinned, "Pretty sure seeing our knob is considered tamer than sitting on it."
"Lily!" Severus sputtered.
Lily giggled, poking Severus cheek, "You're blushing harder. Are you thinking about me doing it right now?"
Severus batted Lily's hand away, though the motion had no real heat behind it, "That's neither here nor there."
They sat in silence while Lily smirked teasingly at her flustered boyfriend.
"So?" Lily prodded after a few minutes, "Would you do it?"
Severus looked around them warily, "Right this minute?"
"Well no," Lily shook her head, "Not here. Last thing we need is someone walking in the front door and seeing us."
"But you do want to do this now?" Severus questioned.
Lily shrugged, "Not necessarily, but it would be nice to try it sometime."
Severus didn't say anything, his face pinched in thought.
Lily lightly butted her shoulder against Severus's, "I'll let you watch if you let me watch."
Severus turned to her, startled.
"You mean I would see," his eyes trailed down to her lap then back up, "Your?"
"Only if I got to see yours," Lily bargained, feeling bashful under his heavy gaze.
Severus watched Lily carefully, "Are you sure you're comfortable with that."
Lily nodded, "I am. I mean, it's only fair."
"It's not about what's fair," Severus cut in, "It's about what your comfortable doing. I wouldn't want you to go farther than you're ready to just because you think that's what I want."
"Isn't it what you want?" Lily asked, clutching herself self consciously. Was Severus not interested in seeing her naked?
"Of course," Severus assured, then flushed in embarrassment from answering so quickly, "Trust me Lily you are very, very desirable to me. But I'm willing to wait as long as it takes."
"You're everything to me," he confided more quietly, "I'm not going to leave because you want to take it slow."
Lily reached out and took Severus hand, "I am ready, Sev. Me wanting to do this isn't just about wanting to be fair to you."
She looked to the side, her own cheeks flushing, "Truth be told...I may have been having some racy thoughts about the matter lately. I'm sort of driving myself crazy thinking about it."
Severus cocked his head, the corner of his mouth quirking up, "Lily...are you saying that you're a pervert?"
Lily shoved Severus, blushing crimson as her boyfriend slid off the sofa with a snort from her push.
"Don't make fun of me," she scolded, "It took a lot of bravery for me to admit it."
"I'm sorry," Severus apologized, still grinning, "It's just a bit unexpected, is all."
Lily folded her arms across her chest, "Not in the seventies. I'll have you know that Marlene said this is the era of women's sexual awakening."
Severus's brow rose, "And that means?"
Lily shrugged, "Honestly I have no idea—except that sex is normal and talking about it is healthy...that's what Marlene said anyway. Something about being more open about everyone having desires and urges creating better communication in relationships and women being on the same footing as men."
"I suppose that makes sense," Severus conceded, climbing back onto the sofa, "Men don't get called slags for admitting they want to boff a girl; people treat it as healthy and normal for boys to want sex."
"While girls are made to feel like whores if they do like fooling around and teases and prudes if they don't," Lily said dourly.
"Well I don't think you're either of those," Severus soothed, placing a hand on Lily's knee, "And I don't want you to think you are either. You don't have to justify how you feel or what you want to me; I know fairly well how frustrating it is to feel like what I want isn't being considered or respected."
Lily smiled in relief, "That's why I'm fine so long as it's with you; you respect me."
"So..." Severus shifted awkwardly, "When would you want to do this?"
"Well, I know I said that we didn't have to do it now, but..." Lily looked around them, "We are alone..."
Severus chuckled, "I suppose I have no choice but to follow your command then."
"Of course you have a choice," Lily said, already standing. Still, she took Severus by the hand and led him from the room.
The time scaling the stairs seemed longer than usual for both of them, every step seeming to take twice as long as usual. Lily was keenly aware of Severus eyes on her backside as he trailed behind her.
Pulling Severus into her room, Lily shut the door behind them and locked it. She realized it would probably look far more suspicious of them if her parents tried the door and it was locked, but she'd rather if they did find out about her and Sev's activities that they put two and two together rather than actually see it.
Lily gestured to her bed, "Hop up."
Severus did as he was told, "Any particular way you want to go about this?" His voice was steady, but Lily could see the flicker of anticipation and nervousness in his eyes.
"Um...undo your belt," Lily suggested, coming over to crawl onto the bed as well.
Severus rolled his eyes, "Well, yes, that's self explanatory. I meant do I just...go at it?"
"Well, what do you usually do when you touch yourself?" Lily asked curiously.
"Undo my belt," Severus quipped, snorting as Lily flicked him in the forehead, "No really, I guess I just...make myself comfortable." He leaned back against the wall the bed was against, toeing off his shoes so he could put his feet on the bed and bend his knees.
Severus undid his belt and the top buttons of his trousers while Lily watched.
"I like to think about...things," Severus said, pulling open his fly. He purposely avoid looking at Lily as he exposed his boxers, the bulge underneath already hardening.
"What sort of things?" Lily asked, eyes fixed on Severus crotch.
Severus eyes did flicker to Lily for a moment, "Dirty things, I suppose."
Lily inched closer, "Like me?"
Severus met her gaze only for but a moment, "...Yes."
"What am I doing?" Lily pushed.
Severus didn't answer right away, "...Things."
Lily took pity on Severus.
"Was I doing this?" she parted her legs, her skirt hiking up over her thighs as she showed Severus her white knickers.
The bulge in Severus's lap twitch, drawing an excited gasp from Lily.
Lily brought a had down between her legs, aware of Severus eyes following the moment. Experimentally, she traced a finger down the side of her panties, hooking her finger on the hem and pulling the crotch of it slightly to the side.
She watched eagerly as the lump in Severus's boxers grew, rising up from his lap.
"Do you want to see more Severus?" Lily questioned. It was a question both eager and nervous.
Mouth dry, Severus nodded weakly, eyes trained on the place between Lily's legs.
Lily pulled her hand back, instead reaching up to tug off her shirt.
"But," Severus mumbled, eyes torn between her bra-clad breasts and her knickers, "I thought..."
"You show me yours and then I'll show you mine," Lily said authoritatively.
Severus stared at her, eyes flitting between her chest and her open legs.
"Please?" Lily added with less sureness.
Severus hand hovered hesitantly over his crotch.
Tactically, Lily unclasped her bra and slowly slid it off.
Severus cock rose to it's full turgid length, straining against his boxers as he stared at Lily in amazement and awe.
Lily fought down the urge to cover herself bashfully.
Mindlessly, Severus tugged down the front of his boxers and his cock sprang free.
Lily could not bite back her gasp. Severus had always felt big against her when they snogged and pawed at one another, but she was never sure if that was due to actual size or that it simply felt big compared to her small, delicate parts pressed against it. Now though, Lily was struck dumb at the sheer size of it.
It was long, that was the first thought to cross her mind. She recalled the dirty magazine Marlene had brought to school their fourth year, the embossed images of men sitting or reclining with with legs splayed, dressed like scantily clad firemen and cowboys. Marlene, ever the more worldly of the girls, had assured everyone that most boys were much shorter than the monsters sitting in those model's laps, maybe about five or six inches on average.
But Sev came far closer to the men in the pictures. Not just as long, but he definitely got close. And he was only still a teen. Would he get bigger still as he got older?
Lily swallowed, eyes trailing up the length of Severus cock to focus on the fat mushroom-like head, the tip already glistening. He was circumcised, she noted, distantly wondering if that was just a common thing in the wiarding world since Severus's family wasn't Jewish. But she shook that thought away as unimportant, drawing her attention back to Severus's lap.
The overall size of the thing could be described as thick, fat even, curving up from a base nestled in thick black hair and pointing up towards his navel. It widened more noticeably halfway up before tapering off towards the head.
"Sev, I..." Lily breathed, trailing off.
"Think you've left me in the clutch here, Lily," Severus said softly, trying hard to mask how self conscious he felt, "Think you might want to even the playing field here?"
"What?" Lily stammered, "O-oh! Right..."
Hesitantly, Lily hooked her thumbs in the waist of her knickers. Looking to Severus for reassurance, she slowly slid her panties down her legs.
Taking a deep breath, she glanced at Severus before parting her legs.
She heard Severus inhale sharply and hoped that meant something good. She rarely looked at that part of herself, only having brought a mirror between her legs once or twice and feeling very silly for doing so. She was all too aware of how big her thighs were, that they were too plump and dimpled; not the slim legs that Jess sported, not the toned muscle Marlene possessed. Her hips were too wide; looking nothing like the delicate, slender bodies of women on magazines or television.
She'd be as self conscious about her breasts, but knew from enough lewd, whispered comments in the halls at school that boys loved big breasts, though she doubted they'd appreciate that hers weren't as perky as the pictures they got off to, the girls in those images somehow defying gravity and lacking the sag or weight her own carried. But Severus seemed so enthralled by the feel of her breasts filling his hands, so she'd quickly become rather confident in the appeal of her body, at leas from the waist up.
She knew it was normal for girls to be hairy down there, though she did her best to kept it trimmed. Unfortunately, the carpets matched the drapes, leading to Petunia mocking her as 'firecrotch' during their more tumultuous days as early teens. There was actually a time when Lily was sure she would never show that part of herself to anyone, vowing to spend her wedding night in complete darkness.
But now she sat before Severus, her longest friend and the owner of her affections, showing the most vulnerable part of herself, legs splayed shamefully and she couldn't help the tremor of excitement that shot through her.
"Well," she asked cautiously, still not looking at Severus, "What do you think?"
When Severus didn't reply, she chanced a peek at him.
Severus was staring at her open mouthed and slacked jawed, eyes glazed over slightly. A quick glance to his lap showed his erection hadn't lessened at all. In fact, he looked painfully hard as he gazed at her like a man dying of thirst.
"So when you get like this," Lily broke the silence, gesturing to Severus lap, "Then what do you do?"
Drawing back from his stupor, Severus shook his head clearing his thoughts.
"Right," he began, hand coming up to his lap, "I...I grip it in my hand..."
He dragged his finger through the liquid pooling at the tip, rolling the head in the palm of his hand for a moment with a groan. His hand closed over his cock, Severus hissing out through his teeth while Lily looked on transfixed.
"Then I..." Severus slowly brought his hand up his cock, then slid it back down. He repeated the motion, eyes on Lily, flickering down between her legs.
"I just keep doing this," he explained, repeating the motion again and again. Liquid began to pearl at the tip, one drop spilling over and trickling down over his hand.
Something about seeing that made Lily's skin heat up. She followed the droplet's path with her eyes, her own hand going between her legs.
Without really thinking about what she was doing, her fingers touched tentatively at her clit, making her shiver and eliciting a groan from Severus as he watched.
"Do that again," he pleaded, "Please."
Eyes trained on Severus pumping fist, Lily stroked her fingers over her clit again, then again. The pleasurable tingle building up inside her, her stroking became more firm, more teasing.
"Oh," she breathed softly, legs falling open more. She felt herself growing wet, "Mmm..."
Severus tugged on his shaft as his eyes followed the moments of Lily's hand.
"Do you..." he paused, panting, "Do you ever finger yourself?"
Lily nodded, eyes at half mast as she rolled her hips into her hand's movement.
"Do it," Severus begged.
Biting her lip, Lily ran a finger down her slit, teasingly dipping it between her folds only the slightest bit.
Severus grunted, his hand speeding up, "Please..."
Lily ran her tongue across her lips, panting softly as she slid a finger into herself.
"Mhm!" Lily bucked, "Ah...so good."
She sunk her finger into the knuckled pulling it in an out, her eyes never leaving Severus cock.
"Are you watching, Sev?" she asked breathlessly, slipping in a second finger. She brought her other hand down to continued rubbing her clit.
"Yes," Severus said hoarsely.
Lily's fingers picked up the pace, slick dripping down to her wrist, "Wish it was you..." she admitted with a gasp, "You're fingers are thicker...bigger...mm!"
"Dear Merlin," Severus groaned out, watching as Lily fingered herself into a sopping mess.
"You'd spread me wider," Lily moaned feverishly, "Go deeper...so deep...so deep."
Without thinking, Severus reached out with his free hand.
"Oh!" Lily gasped.
Severus threaded his fingers through the nest of auburn curls. He stroked to fingers against Lily's lower lips prodded questioningly. When Lily pulled her own hand away, Severus took that as invitation to sink his middle finger in.
"Ooh!" Lily keened. Her hips canted forward.
"Yes," she said desperately, "Merlin, yes!"
Severus set his finger to the same pace as his still stroking hand, caught up in the squeezing sensation around his cock and the wet, fluttering warmth surrounding his finger.
Lily grinded down on Severus finger, her own hand rolling her clit between her fingers, "Don't stop. Do-don't stop..."
Severus crooked his finger upwards, a come hither motion.
The result was near instantaneous. Lily threw her head back with an enraptured cry, her thighs slamming closed around Severus hand. Her walls pulsed and clenched around Severus finger.
"Fuck," Severus hissed. He began to pump his fist furiously up and down his cock, chasing his own peak.
Lily, still lost in a heady haze, watched in a daze as Severus brought himself to completion, white spilling over his hand and dribbling onto the bedspread.
"Wow," Lily giggled, short of breath.
Severus slumped back against the wall, head falling back.
"That," he breathed, "Was an experience..."
"You're telling me," Lily agreed, gathering her wits about her enough to grab some tissues from the box on her nightstand and pass it to Severus.
Severus muttered a quick thanks, wiping off his hand before turning his chagrinned attention to the smear on the bed.
"I'm..." Lily began, cleaning off her ow hands, "I'm glad we did that."
"You are?" Severus asked, looking up at Lily.
Lily nodded, "I am. I feel closer to you. And it may sound silly, but I...I feel sort of flattered that you like my body so much."
"Lily, I am well and truly bewitched by you," Severus confessed, his gaze trailing down Lily's body, "They could make statues of you and it wouldn't do you justice."
Lily giggled, picking up her bra; it wouldn't do to be caught without one on when her folks came home, "Well, you're pretty impressive yourself. It's almost a shame James didn't get the chance to take your pants off that day by the lake; you'd have a pretty big fan club if girls had seen what you were hiding."
Severus raised a brow, "Oh? Perhaps I should give some of them a gander sometime."
Lily smacked Severus with a pillow before dissolving into a fit of laughter.
"Hate to break it to you, Sev," she drawled, "But you're all mine."
Was this too graphic for this site? Am I going to get in trouble for this? I mean, you can write some disgustingly graphic violence in stories on here from what I've read, so sexual situations really shouldn't be too taboo.
Okay, so I know I got a little technical here in Lily's thoughts about the mechanics of sex. Forgive me for that, but I just get so sick of writing-both published works and fanfics-continuing the narrative that first times always hurt. THEY DON'T HAVE TO. The hymen is designed to stretch if properly and carefully eased into. It like most of the tissue on our bodies is elastic and capable of stretching. The typical reasons it breaks are because the girl isn't too tense, not really relaxed, and the male pushed forward to quickly or clumsily and broke the hymen instead of stretching it. Also, plenty of women are born without little to no hymen to begin with, so they had nothing to accidentally tear from the start.
The whole pain and blood thing isn't supposed to happen and I get sick of stories continuing this false information and trying to portray the girl's discomfort as part of the romantic aspect of giving a part of herself so intimately when the truth is they just are too lazy to learn the actual mechanics of sex. I guess I wanted a story where a girl gets somewhat better advice about sex from sexually open and honest people instead of a conservative lesson from a school board or brief and uncomfortable talk from their parents.
Hope this scene wasn't too awkward or poorly written.
Review please ;)