A/N: Hi everyone! I'm finally into writing again, after a full month without producing one single sentence lol
I'm really enjoying being back again, though I'll probably not be as regular with posting as I used to be. I'll try my best but let's see how it goes.
This one is literally just a one-shot piece of smut, 'cause I really missed writing sex scenes hehe And I missed the Willow universe so much! I hope you enjoy it S2
Rating warning: this chapter is rated E (explicit), for very mature content!
They almost tripped their way through the bedroom door.
It was way over three o'clock and they'd had a tad too many drinks. The Potters' New Year's Eve party had been a huge success and Euphemia had gone to bed a mere twenty minutes earlier, the last guest bidding them goodbye and dragging a knackered Fleamont behind her, with the most self-satisfied smile on her face. After all, everything ran flawlessly, just like the older woman had planned.
Lily and James stayed for another glass, the last one they swore, draped across a chaise James had conjured and charmed to keep them warm as they stood outside, staring at the night sky. They chatted leisurely about the evening, gossiped about gowns and Ministry rumours, and snogged occasionally. By the last sip of her cocktail, Lily was ready to take things upstairs.
Closing the door behind her, she watched as James walked inside the room, steps somewhat uncertain. With his back to her, he kicked off his shoes, removed his fancy dress robes and started unbuttoning his shirt. Before she could say anything to get his attention, he sat heavily on the edge of his large bed, facing her.
- This bloody vest. It took me ages to put it on right, now it's gonna take even longer to get it off.
He huffed and Lily chuckled.
- Yeah, same. This dress is a nightmare.
It wasn't, but with a faux-annoyed countenance, Lily sighed dramatically and began a show of pretending to struggle with the straps of the dark silver gown. Feeling James' eyes finally on her, she let out a surprised exclamation.
- Ah! I think I got it now.
One light pull and the velvet slid easily down her entire body, pooling at her ankles and leaving her only in her lingerie.
The lingerie she had purchased in Hogsmeade, when she, Marlene and the Marauders took the Sunday off to wander the High Street with no care in the world. Right after Lily got discharged from the Hospital Wing, following Mulciber's attack and her massive fight with Cassandra. When Marlene insisted that Lily just had to buy a new dress for Professor Slughorn's Christmas party and, after thoughtful consideration, perhaps also something a little more perky, for James' enjoyment.
Which, taken by the dumbstruck expression in his face at the moment, had served its purpose just right.
The undergarment wasn't anything too complicated. It was a semi-cup bra that covered only the bottom half of her breasts, barely reaching her nipples but still not showing more than it should. On the sides, the end of the brassiere connected with a thin fabric that laced her waist gracefully, like a half-corset, before tucking in on thin knickers that extended in stockings all the way to her high heels. Everything was black and, most notably, transparent.
It was simple and pretty. It hugged Lily in all the right places, making her body look curvier than it really was. It wasn't in itself too revealing, covering the most important parts, but the transparency of it, which hinted to what was hiding behind the material, made it much more sensual than the other lingerie she had perused. Foremost, she felt good in it and having it on for the first time in front of James, completely exposed in the cold air that still managed to get inside the room through the window, made her instantly aroused.
That fact was only intensified with James' reaction.
At the sight, he had stopped his efforts to remove the stubborn vest and stared at Lily with a face of complete bewilderment, jaw dropped.
Even though James always looked at Lily with the utmost intensity, whether she was naked or clothed, not shy of letting her know how very much attracted he was to her, Lily rejoiced in the astonishment he was now clearly experiencing. Lily never wore lingerie. Since their first tryst in the Common Room, followed by several others all over the castle, - in the Prefects' bath, the Heads' office, the seventh-year Gryffindor boys' dormitory – she often berated herself for her choice of underwear. So far, it had been, almost without a fault, plain cotton bras and knickers, the same ones she'd wear in her everyday life, regardless of if she was going to bed alone or with James. The only time she wore a nice pair of undergarments, for their first official date in Hogsmeade, James didn't even notice it in his hurry to undress her. Yet, he never seemed to really mind the lack of it, his teenage hormones finding her sexy even if she had a potato sack on.
Therefore, catching him off guard by wearing something she never did ever since they started going out all those months ago felt like the sweetest way to end the marvellous night. And especially with the way James appeared to highly approve what he was seeing, evident by the bulge already discernible through his trousers.
- Fuck, Lily – he gasped at last, right hand falling from his collar to squeeze at his erection. – Fuck.
Lily took a step forward, careful not to get her feet tangled in the dress on the floor, and then another two until she was standing right in front of him.
- You like it?
- Fuck yes. This looks- you look… - He couldn't finish the sentence, apparently too busy ogling her up and down repeatedly for his brain to actually work and supply words. He didn't touch her yet, he just scorched every inch of her skin with his heated gaze, making his erection grow and Lily's arousal double.
- I did warn you there was no ripping dresses tonight. I told you there was something much better waiting for you underneath, didn't I?
- You did. Merlin, you did, but I had no fucking clue- Fuck, come here.
With one quick sweep of hands, James pulled Lily onto his lap to straddle him, mouth immediately descending on the closest nipple available to him. He sucked at it over the fabric of the lingerie, which was so flimsy it almost felt like his lips were closing in on bare breast. Lily keened at the sensation, her arms encircling his neck and her high heels his hips, for stability, and her head falling backward to give him more space. As he devoured her tit, he brought her closer to him, grounding her over his crotch and starting a steady back-and-forth rhythm that created a toe-curling friction.
He passed to the other nipple when he deemed the first one properly attended to. He didn't make any effort to remove the bra from its place. On the contrary, he seemed perfectly content in lavishing at her with the garment on and Lily was revelling in the feeling of her clit rubbing against his trousers too much to care. She was getting very close very quickly so, in a moment of lucidity, she braced her hands on each of his shoulder, pushing herself slightly off to ensure a few inches of distance between them.
She needed to get naked.
It was time he got inside her.
She made to peel off the straps of the brassiere, but James stopped her short.
- Don't take it off. I want to fuck you in it.
Morgana help her.
She couldn't protest that, even if she wanted to. James took hold of her waist to scoot her flushed against him again and caught her lips, kissing her for the first time since they entered the bedroom.
She was thirty seconds away from climaxing and they hadn't even kissed.
Sixth-year Lily would have never believed it possible. With her first and only previous boyfriend, Lily needed at least a half-an-hour snog session before she could even begin to feel ready to get anywhere further. And Eddie was a good kisser. She always enjoyed their snogging and she had come on his hands, or over his lap, a fair share of times. But she never got close to exploding in under two minutes and with no kissing involved.
Only with James.
Her attraction for him didn't seem to wane, even day after day of shagging each other relentlessly, once in the morning and then before going to sleep, for the past entire week. She was with him twenty-four seven, touching him more often than not, waking up by his side, spending her entire time next to him, and still, one lustful look of his and she was willing to ride him until eternity. Just the way he stared in awe and how awfully he struggled with words when his hands were on her got her drenched in a matter of instants.
She wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
It was the perfect combination, and their sex life was so good she found it sometimes hard to understand. Before him, she had never considered herself a sexual person and she'd never been that curious about intercourse. Surely, she had wanted to lose her virginity eventually, but it had been far from her list of priorities. And whenever she did, she always expected it to take a back seat to the other dynamics of her life. Presently, though, not three months into her relationship with James, it was all she could think about. When it would be the next time he would take her.
And how.
He always surprised her, showing how creative he could be during sex. Right now, for instance, she had been thoroughly prepared to get rid of the lingerie to let him fuck her as God intended, and yet he had other plans.
Letting go of her mouth, James shoved the cup of the bra down to half-release her tits, descending his palms on each of them to knead roughly. Lily moaned as he squeezed them hard, pinching her nipples. Not slowing down in his movements of grinding her on his erection, he dropped his hands across her waist, following the track of the corset until the underpart. He didn't waste much time there, preferring to reach for the stockings instead. He pulled at them, making them sting against Lily's thighs as they returned to their original place with a snap, eliciting another keen from her.
- For Godric's sake, Lily. This fucking thing. You look so damn good in it. Look at your tits. Look at your pussy. And your arse.
For emphasis, he grabbed two handfuls of her backside, gripping it hard and forcefully rubbing her faster against him.
- James, please. I'm so close – Lily whimpered, feeling the pressure inside of her mount increasingly. Her clit ached and she needed him.
She needed his cock, there was no other way.
He apparently reached the same conclusion. Withdrawing one hand, the other still firmly clutching her arse, he reached for the clasp of his trousers, opening it clumsily and finally freeing his cock.
Lily moaned again, arching her back to get closer to where she wanted to be, but James held her still. He pushed her knickers aside and led his length to her entrance, but instead of seating himself in, like she was desperate for, he just slid the head up and down against her clitoris.
- Oh, God.
Lily buckled against him, her nerves so sensitive she knew she wasn't going to last much longer. She didn't have any strength left to steer their movements, so she let her head fall on his chest, allowing him to get to her orgasm any way he pleased.
And so he did. Still maintaining the pace of the tip of his cock teasing her core, James removed his hand from her back to sink two fingers inside of her. Lily cried so loud her throat rasped at the sound. He needed only to pump his digits a few times, erection pressing down in sync, and Lily came.
He kept the movement of his fingers, slower but still guiding her through her climax, while he at last decided to touch himself with his other hand. He effectively made up for the delay on his own pleasure by fisting his cock so roughly their entire bodies bounced on the edge of the bed, where they sat clinging to each other. He bobbed his hand, jerking violently, his panting coming more and more arduously. Suddenly, he extracted his two digits from inside her to bring his hand up and clasp at her hair, mixing sweat and her cum as he yanked at her red locks, bending her backwards. At the new angle, her body was completely exposed on top of his knees.
That was exactly his aim.
He came with a groan, spilling all over her torso, ruining the new pretty lingerie she had bought to impress him.
Their breaths took a while to regulate back to normal, although their tryst had lasted a maximum of five minutes. It had been so intense they were in need of the same amount of time to recover. When Lily finally did, first than James, she snorted weakly.
- You spoiled the entire thing, James. Look at this mess!
James had his eyes closed, lips gently kissing along her collarbones. At her call, he forced himself to sit straighter and look at where she was gesturing.
His cum had dripped down from where it first landed, now sticking at her bellybutton, smudging across the corset and gathering at the hem of her knickers. It was so much that Lily fleetingly wondered how much sperm a teenage boy's body produced on average. They'd had sex just that morning. Why did it look like he hadn't shagged in forever, considering the absurd quantity of it smearing her stomach and hips?
- Sorry, love – James chuckled, giving her a peck on the lips. – Good thing I'm a wizard, yeah?
In one smooth motion, he reached to his back pocket, materialising his wand and drawing a quick cleaning spell. The lingerie was good as new.
- Well, still – argued Lily, standing up. Her bones cracked and she rolled her neck from one side to the other to relieve the pressure of the past minutes in awkward position. – If you had just fucked me, like you said you would, we wouldn't have had this problem to begin with.
James laughed, also getting to his feet and grabbing Lily's hand.
- Not to worry. I'm not nearly done with you tonight.
He proceeded to drag them to his bathroom, where he turned on the shower in its hottest temperature, like he knew Lily preferred. Then he pushed her in without ceremony.
- James!
She tried to get out from under the spray, but James blocked her by throwing his own body over her, locking her between him and the tiled wall.
- I'm drowning, you wanker.
- If you're still speaking, you're not drowning.
- Wow, what a great reasoning. Now let me bloody go!
- Nah.
Lily could try all she wanted but there was no way she'd be able to make him let go of her by sheer force. He was much stronger than her physically and he damn well knew it. He held her tight, fitting both of them under the hot water with a big stupid smile on his face and in total disregard of his fancy clothes getting soggy. Sighing, Lily gave up putting a fight, resting her head on the wall to avoid getting even more soaked in the face.
As the seconds ticked by, she relaxed, enjoying the warmth and James' body pressed against hers.
- Isn't this nice, love?
- It is. I had a lovely time tonight, James.
His face softened as she did too. He shifted slightly, intertwining their legs better with each other, and enveloping her waist with his two strong chaser-arms.
- I'm glad you did. I was afraid for a moment there that it would be too much for you. I know you're not used to this type of grand shit.
- No, I loved it. Your parents really made me feel welcome and I had a lot of fun. I really did.
- So did I. More than I ever had before in one of our New Year's parties. – He chuckled, ducking his face to kiss her on the tip of the nose. – But, of course, this time you were here. It made all the difference.
- Thank you for inviting me.
- Thank you for coming.
He captured her mouth this time and they snogged lazily and wetly until she could feel him harden again. She still wanted him to be inside her, more than only his fingers. Deliberately, she lowered her hands across his stomach, feeling him up over the dress shirt. He stilled slightly, slowing down their kiss, when she started removing the piece of clothing, being more successful than he was in getting the vest off. After the garment was taken care of, she left one hand braced against his lower abs and wrapped his new erection with the other one, starting with measured strokes that had him breaking the kiss to moan. She kept it up until he was panting against her cheek, but before she could press forward, he broke away from her and flipped her around, effortlessly.
- It's time we got you out from this pretty little thing you have on.
Lily supported her arms on the wall in front of her as James began tracing the lingerie with his palms. There wasn't much to see from behind, except what was covering her arse, but that was more than enough for James. He went straight down, squeezing her bum and bringing it backward to rub against his more-than-ready cock.
- Merlin, you look incredible, Lily. I've never seen anything like this in my life. You're so fucking sexy I could come again just looking at you.
- Don't – Lily replied, breathless. She twisted her head to the side to find his eyes, one hand coming up to bury on his black, damp hair. – Please, fuck me, James. I need to feel you inside of me. Please.
He let out what was half a growl and half a chuckle.
- Since you asked so nicely. But first, this off.
In an abrupt movement, he ripped off part of the corset and the back of the knickers. Lily gasped at the brusque feeling, but he paid her no mind. Turning her around again, he shredded the rest of it, the thin fabric not standing a chance against him.
- Now this is better. You looked amazing in lingerie, but you look much better naked.
The ruined material gathered at her feet, and Lily had only a moment to mourn the loss of the expensive undergarment when James picked her up and spun them away from the spray of water.
- How do you want me to fuck you tonight, love?
Lily only needed to think for a beat.
- Not here, everyone says shower sex is not that great.
A devilishly smile took over his face at that.
- Not when I eat you out. Then it's pretty great, isn't it?
- Are you going to eat me out now?
- Like I'm at a fucking feast.
And from his waist level Lily suddenly went higher, in the vicinity of his shoulders, as he propped her up and tangled her legs around his neck. The next instant his mouth was on her, and Lily screamed again. She shook with the sensation of his hot tongue, needing to grip hard on his hair for balance as he went directly for her clit. He sucked it in the way he knew she liked, the same way that had worked wonders when he sat her over the windowsill of the Gryffindor Common Room on the second full moon of the year and changed her life forever. The way he knew it would only take a couple of moments for her to be falling apart once more.
Which was quite opportune, considering how his body began to tremble within minutes with the struggle of keeping her up in the air, but luckily so did Lily when her orgasm hit her powerfully.
Not wasting any time, James dropped Lily down his arms, holding her up just enough to widen her legs and thrust deep, filling her entirely in.
She whimpered with the intrusion, her climax still lingering across her throbbing muscles. The wetness still coating her made it easier for James to slide in and out, starting a rough movement of fucking her ruthlessly. His hands still trembled from the effort of the past several minutes, but he didn't relent, maintaining her crushed against the bathroom wall, legs hooked around his waist, hips snapping back and forth. When he was getting close, he moved her knees higher, placing them on his shoulders so he could have a better angle to pump.
As he did, Lily cried with the intensity of it all, feeling as if he was about to tear her to pieces. Fortunately for everyone involved, James came quickly after that, with a loud groan that he buried inside her open mouth. They rode the last waves of his orgasm together, kissing fiercely, bodies connected from head to toe.
In the midst of it, Lily absently thought that shower sex wasn't that bad after all.
- I love you, baby – James heaved when he was mildly recovered from the pleasure peak. - I love you so much.
- I love you too, James.
He put Lily down carefully, stepping away to finally get rid of his trousers. He grabbed the latter and joined it with his wet dress shirt and vest, and the leftovers of Lily's lingerie, that still adorned the floor of the shower box.
- Sorry about that, baby. I'll try to have it fixed tomorrow.
Lily chuckled, bending to unlace her heels, who had miraculously survived their furious romp.
- As long as you don't ask Flora to do it, it's fine by me. – When James didn't reply, Lily knew that was exactly what he had intended to do. – James! You can't have your house elf fixing my ripped, nasty lingerie for me. I'd sooner die of mortification.
- Yeah, yeah, you're right. I'll do it myself.
He said it with a suffering voice, as if it was the most difficult task he ever had to face. She ignored him, walking (finally) barefoot to re-join the water spray and enjoying getting herself cleaned after the very, very dirty shagging they just had.
As soon as James had washed himself too, they fetched two fluffy towels and two cotton bathroom robes to wrap themselves around. Dragging one another to bed, they fell hard under the duvet, the length and activities of the day finally getting the best out of them.
On each other's arms, they kissed one last time before sleep engulfed them.