Author's Notes: Whee....Don't own them, but It'd be fun...This chapter will contain a LEMON but....^.~ Just remember, you've been warned...
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"Oh you're joking me!" James exclaimed, pressing himself against Sirius as they turned around a corridor on the second floor. "He really did that?"
"Well, yes," Sirius stated, his face semi-serious. It wasn't long before he broke out into sniggers. "Pomfrey was looking at me like I was some sick person and Dumbledore told her to sod off...It was surprising!"
The two boys hadn't gotten very far, but they were talking like they had been apart for months. James' hand had sneaked its way to Sirius', fingers entwined while they walked through the quiet halls of Hogwarts. No students roamed the halls on the second floor, though James and Sirius probably wouldn't have cared. The slightly smaller boy peered up to the taller one, and as James stood on his toes, he leaned in and kissed Sirius on the nose. This caused a light blush to fill the cheeks of the darked eyed boy.
"Hmm...James, I'm not kidding..." Sirius' eyes glittered. "If you wore my robes, I'm sure someone would notice..."
"Really now, Paddy! I mean...They're all the same robes...What would be any different?"
"The length, for one thing. They'd be a good two inches longer than yours."
"Oh, but who cares...Yours are so much better..." James pulled the robes of his lover tightly over him, his feet causing waves in the fabric as he stepped.
Sirius wore the rest of his school ensemble, minus the robes. His white button-up shirt had the first button undone, revealing some of his tanned skin. He had the sleeves rolled up and the tuck in parts of his shirt were untucked. He looked rather shaggy, as if he had been working on some project or so. Once they turned the corner near the staircase, they saw a dark figure up ahead, but couldn't make out who it was just yet. The closer they got, though, the easier it was to see who the figure was. The slimy hair, the pale skin, the silver laced green slytherin patch...
"Hello there, Black. Potter..." the voice was low, a hint of pleasure just seeming to want to break out.
Sirius stopped, James almost moving past him, but the older boy stopped him. James peered up at Sirius. "Hey...!"
"Hello, Snape. Any reason as to why you climbed out of your whole, you slimy git?" Sirius' voice sharpened.
"Oh calm down, Black. I'm just here to set some things straight." Pushing himself off of the wall with his foot, Snape tossed his head back, the greasy hair not moving too much, but enough to where he could see. He floated towards them, his black eyes almost showing signs of a twinkle. He stopped just inches away from them, staring into their eyes.
"Like what?" James piped out, his eyes narrowing.
"Just some things, Potter. Butt out!" He raised a hand, hitting the boy across the face. James grunted a bit, his glasses askew as he lifted his hand to his face. The soft skin stung.
Without a thought to it, Sirius quickly raised his hand, fingers forming into a fist, and he slammed the fist into the side of Snape's face. Snape fell back and stumbled to the ground, holding the side of his face with his hand.
"You...Bastard!" Snape cried out, his hand sliding inside his robes. Within seconds he pulled out his wand, aiming blindly. "Stupefy!" He shouted. His original target was Sirius, but, as he was aiming blindly, he ended up hitting young James. The boy, stunned, fell to the ground in a pile of robes.
"James!" Sirius shouted, turning to his fallen love. He went to reach into his robes for his wand, but since he didn't have the robe on, he couldn't retrieve it. He dove down and fumbled through his robes that James wore, and, in the front pocket like he had thought, he found his wand. Sirius quickly pulled it out and aimed it at Snape, a glare in his eyes. With a flick of his wrist, he cast a Jelly-Legs Jinx at Snape, just as the boy tried to stand. His legs wobbled uncontrollably, carrying him around as he tried desperately to keep his balance.
"Ha!" Sirius laughed, looking at Snape as he angrily tried to counter-spell the hex. It didn't work very well, and all he did was make it worse.
"Damn it!" Snape cursed loudly, his feet carrying him off. "I'll get you for this, Black! I'll make sure of it!" Even though Snape's voice was sharp, he couldn't be taken too seriously as he stumbled off. "...If it's the last thing I do!"
"Whatever," Sirius mumbled, his attention quickly turning to James. The boy still lay there passed out, his breath shallow and his skin semi-pale. Sirius racked his brain for the counter-spell, but all he could come up with was the first letter, an E. "What is it...!?" He growled, smacking the wand against his head, even though it wasn't the smartest thing to do. It finally clicked.
"Ennervate!" he said, pointing his wand at James. It only took a moment before James' skin was flushed with color, though the skin was still a soft white color. His eyes fluttered open as a hand rised to his face to mess with his glasses.
"James!" Sirius said with a smile, leaning down and picking the boy into his arms. James blinked a few times as his eyes readjusted to his surroundings.
"Wha...?" He muttered, his head barely able to move as Sirius hugged him. "S-sirius...? What happened? Last thing I remember was Snape-"
"Shh," Sirius whispered, lifting his finger to James' lips. Leaning in, Sirius planted his lips on James' softly at first, the passion increasing as James began to respond. Before long, the two boys lied there on the floor, Sirius almost assaulting James' lips in such a passionate manner that it looked like he couldn't breathe. Just because they couldn't keep their hands off of each other, neither noticed the person that was standing over them.
"Jeez, snogging in the halls now?" it was the deep, yet soft voice of Danny. He chuckled as both Sirius and James split apart instantly, James stumbling to stand while Sirius did the same.
"D-danny?!" James asked nervously, brushing off Sirius' robes.
Danny chuckled some more, his arms crossing over his chest. "Calm down, James. Nobody else is around."
"O...Oh," James said, his eyes looking around the halls almost frantically. "You sure?"
"Quite sure," Danny said. "Last person I saw was Snape stumbling down the hall grumbling something about you. He tried to hex me, but it didn't work out too well."
"Makes sense," Sirius mumbled, trying his best to act calm, though his shirt was clearly unbuttoned, the skin beneath sporting tiny spots of wetness. His cheeks were flushed.
Danny decided not to comment on that. "Dinner's in a bit. You two coming?"
"No," Sirius responded hastily, his eyes peering over at James. He caught on.
"No, we're not..." James agreed. "Going up to the common room, actually. Haven't exactly had the best day..."
Danny nodded lightly. "Hmm, well...I understand. I'll uh...make sure that I let...Well, Remus and Peter know..." With a light smile, the dark-skinned boy waved to the two of them and walked off.
"Hrm..." Sirius mumbled as he caught James looking at him lustily. Gazing down at his open shirt, Sirius blinked and quickly covered it. "It's one thing for people to know, but getting caught in the act is just..."
"Oh calm down, Paddy..." James walked forward and slid his arms around Sirius' waist, a messy haired head resting against the soft, thin shirt.
'Damn him,' Sirius thought. 'He always knows how to calm me...'
"I'm absolutely furious..." Sirius lied with a light smirk, looking down at James with a mock glare.
As he pulled Sirius closer to him, James grinded gently against the other's body. He stood on his toes once again, head resting softly against the shoulder of Sirius, James releasing a soft purr into his lover's ear. Sirius almost melted. His arms rested gently on James' waist, hands locked in a loose embrace on the boy's behind.
"Do tell me," James purred, "why you're so furious..." his lips softly grazed against Sirius' ear, his tongue sliding out momentarily to tease the older boy. This elicited a light moan from Sirius.
Feeling one of the hands of James' sliding down to his behind, slender fingers dancing along the surface of the khaki-clad skin. Sirius lowered his head, nipping at James' neck. A thought quickly occurred to him.
"We should go into the common room, then."
"Better yet," James said in a sultry whisper, "the Quidditch shower rooms..."
Sirius' eyes widened a little. "The shower rooms?" he asked. His grip loosened lightly. He was slightly nervous now...the thought of James passing out in the middle of their...well, snogging, to be blunt, was enough to worry him.
"Yes, the shower rooms." James' voice returned to normal, his hand that had resided on Sirius' slid back up to his lower back, eyes looking up to the other with a curious expression.
"You think that's such a ... good idea?" Sirius asked, still slightly nervous. "I mean...I don't want you-"
"I'll be fine, Sirius. Don't worry yourself over it," James responded quickly.
Sirius slowly shook his head. "No, I don't want to take the risk. Let's just go back to the common room?"
James shook his head, determined to get what he wanted. For some reason, he was just feeling...needy. He was going to play his strengths...
"No," he said sternly, his voice fading into a soft purr as he pulled Sirius' form close to him. "I...want...you..." He slowly lowered his lips over each of the buttons that kept Sirius' shirt closed, his teeth grazing over them. Sirius watched in awe, and slight arousement, as James unbuttoned his shirt with his mouth. Once the bare flesh was visible, Sirius felt a rather sensual tingling sensation on his nipple. It was James' tongue, as he had suspected.
"Ohh..." Sirius moaned, his head slowly, but surely falling back. He was beginning to melt under the touch of James, his resolve melting along with him. "F-fine..." he mumbled.
As soon as Sirius gave in, James slipped off and stood up straight, gazing up into Sirius' eyes lustfully. "Hmm...Thanks..." he whispered. "I'll make it up to you..." Grabbing ahold of Sirius' hand, he dragged the older boy toward the showering rooms.
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The traveling to the shower room was shorter than either of them expected. Before either even noticed, they now stood in front of the locker rooms, James' hand almost squeezing hard enough to remove Sirius' from his body.
Quite responsive to this, Sirius felt rather apprehensive. He didn't like the fact that James used pleasure as a weapon to get what he wanted, but he couldn't say anything now...He didn't want to disappoint his love. As James dragged him through toward the shower, though, he felt a little bit less guilty. He had never really been in the Quidditch locker rooms...Simply because he'd never played Quidditch. The design of it was simply amazing though. Along either side of the walls hung portraits of famours Gryffindorian Quidditch players, though many were asleep. The lockers were lined up evenly in the middle, and in the back right corner sat the doorway to the showers. The floor was made up of brilliant grey tile, split into sets of four. When they arrived at the door to the showers, James muttered something and the blockade disappeared.
"Password protected?" Sirius asked.
"Oddly, yes. Don't ask, because I don't really get it myself."
James had an eager expression on his face as he pulled Sirius in behind him, the older one stopping as he stared around the room. It was small, and placed on the walls were showerheads, at least seven of them. Each was designed differently, and also were at different height levels, though neither boy knew why. James hastily removed Sirius' robes and hanged them on the rack that was beside the door. Piece by piece James removed the rest of his clothing, and when he finally arrived at his boxers, Sirius found himself staring intently.
"Enjoying this, aren't you?" James asked. Though he had his back to Sirius, he could imagine the look in his face.
"W-What?" Sirius stuttered, almost as if he was slapped back into reality.
"You heard me," James giggled, finally removing the last piece of his body wear: his glasses. He set them carefully on the little protruding shelf that was beside the clothes rack. He turned himself to Sirius, hands set playfully on either side of his hips. "Almost blind, but who cares?"
Sirius chuckled softly. His shirt was still undone, and he was sure, though not positive that somebody had seen them, that he looked quite suspicious. It didn't take him long before he removed his clothing, setting it atop James'.
Taking James into his arms, Sirius pulled them both against the eastern wall, away from the door. With a low growl, James began to nip lightly at his neck. Not even a second later, Sirius was doing the same, his tongue sliding from his mouth almost constantly as he tasted the sweet skin of the boy. It was heavenly. James' hand began to travel its way around Sirius' defined chest, fingers tracing the hardening nipples teasingly. Eliciting the slightest moan from Sirius, he found his neck bare now, the once warm air now cold and chilly, the moist remnants of James' lips the cause of the cold change. Sirius had long ago closed his eyes, but once he felt James kissing down his stomach, he opened them.
He tried to speak, but found himself at loss for words as he felt James' lips just barely touch the tip of his aching growth. Instinctively, Sirius let his hips buck forward, only resulting in James taking him into his mouth. The new sensation Sirius was feeling surprised him, and out of this suprise came a semi-loud moan, hands turning to fists and slamming into the wall, though gently. Sirius didn't know it, but he certainly did when he felt the warm water drench him. He had turned on the shower, and the beads of water massaged his neck in all the right places. The moan grew even louder, finally reaching a groan, causing Sirius' hips to buck again.
James happily obliged, his teeth gently grazing Sirius' length as it moved in and out of his mouth. Every time James reached the tip of Sirius' grown lower half, he let his tongue slide into the split area of the end. This aroused an even louder groan from the older one. Sirius' hand slowly made its way to James' unruly hair, his thin, short digits running through the coarse strands. James continued to pleasure his lover as the water fell, wetting the both of them. Sirius hair was now matted to his back, beads of water rolling down his body. Sirius was just about to release another groan, but he found himself stuck between that and a small yell, resulting in a gulping sound. His head landed softly against the wall, hips bucking once more in the warm opening of the young Potter.
It was almost time. Sirius was reaching his end, and he needed to release. James almost knew that Sirius was on his way, and as if egging him on, James began to suck harder and much faster than before. As both boys began to move according to what they were feeling, Sirius finally felt himself let go, his essence flowing into James' mouth.
As the warm liquid arrived in James' mouth, he felt overwhelmed. The whole thought of it all, just being here made him feel hotter than ever, and as he slowly drank the sweet juices of his lover, he felt himself release all over the wet tile floor. With a few more strokes of his tongue, James finally took Sirius out of his mouth, kisses planted softly upon the skin that was wet with both water and heated sweat. James didn't care...He just wanted Sirius - and he got him. James' lips found their way to Sirius', and once they kissed, briefly, the two of them seemed exhausted. The water turned off moments later, on a timer, though one could press the button again to turn it back on. Sirius slid to his butt on the floor, James crawling up to him.
"Gods," Sirius panted, his chest heaving. "That was..."
James purred lustfully once more, his hand resting slowly on the happy trail Sirius adorned. "I must say... I find this quite attractive..." He began to work on giving Sirius a hickey.
"My, my, horny little one, aren't you?" Sirius asked with a chuckle, pulling the boy into his lap. James just nodded, his attention fully upon the soft flesh of Sirius' neck. "Not that I care," he added softly.
A few minutes later, James surface, a smile dancing across his face. Sirius caught the mischevious lips in a soft kiss. He heard a low grumble in his stomach, and he was quite sure he heard James' do the same.
"Let's go get some food, shall we?"
Both boys redressed after taking a vigorous shower, this time antics aside. Wet haired and clean, the two of them traveled out of the locker room, and on their way to the Great Hall. The two of them looked at each other lovingly as they walked through the halls, eyeing one another as if they were crushing on the other. Sirius even reached over at grabbed at James' lower half, a smirk playing his lips as he did so. The one thing neither of them expected though, the one person they thought they wouldn't see, however, seemed to ruin it all when he reared his rather large, greasy haired head.
"Just can't -do- it enough, can you two? I mean...Pleasuring in the locker rooms?! What's next? Dumbledore's office? Wouldn't doubt it..."
Both James and Sirius stopped and turned, their hope filled and happy expressions turning sour.
"You're just terribly in love, aren't you? Otherwise you'd just be sick, hormone ran teenagers...Wait, aren't you already?" Snape let out a low chuckle.
"Shut it," Sirius grumbled, his hand hovering over his robes. James had let him wear them, convinced that having two sizes bigger in robes wasn't that good an idea.
"And what're you going to do if I don't, eh Black? Gonna...Stutter and hex me? You're pathetic."
"He said -shut- it, Snape!" James growled, shifting his glasses about.
"And there's the head of reason coming in...Tell me, Potter: Did you dump Lily simply because you didn't get enough? Or are you just horny all the time, like Black here?" Snape seemed to enjoy this quite a lot, his thin, colorless lips curling into a smirk. His arms crossed over his chest, he tossed his head.
"Don't.Even.Say.That." Sirius said through gritted teeth. He -definitely- was no rebound. And where the hell did Snape get off saying he was horny all the time? He definitely was not...
Before either long, dark-haired boy could respond, James had pulled out his wand, pointing it at Snape.
"Relashio!" He shouted loudly, a firey red, almost firework-like stream of sparks flying the tip of his wand. Snape covered his eyes, the sparks nipping at his robes and singe-ing little parts of it. He growled out angrily, trying to pull out his wand, but afraid to put his hands down.
Sirius looked at James curiously. He didn't know he knew that spell...Heck, Sirius didn't even -know- it was a spell...
"If you leave, I'll stop!" James exclaimed, the amount of sparks growing as he raised his voice.
Snape, finally admitting defeat, nodded from the safety of his robes. James didn't stop though, and he continued to shoot the firework-like sparks at the Slytherin.
"I give up!" Snape shouted, his dark eyes semi-visible from behind the robes. James did not stop, however. Snape finally groaned out angrily and scuttled off, loud noises of anger and what sounded like cursing coming from him.
Once Snape was gone, James put his wand away, feeling better now.
"Where in the world did you learn that spell?" Sirius asked with a furrowed brow, seemingly baffled.
James smiled. "I just...Well, you pick up some stuff when you're without the company of close friends."
"Ohh..." Sirius said, an arm slinking around James' waist. "Now that Snapey-poo is gone...Wanna go get that food now?"
"Sure," James replied cheerfully, his arm now resting around Sirius' waist as well. Maybe now was the time to just share their secret with the school...Who'd care, really? No one they knew of...But it would take some thoughtful consideration. Right now, all they wanted to do was pig out.
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Author's note: Wow! Back on track! only took me 1 day to write...Yippie ^_^! Don't forget to review...
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"Oh you're joking me!" James exclaimed, pressing himself against Sirius as they turned around a corridor on the second floor. "He really did that?"
"Well, yes," Sirius stated, his face semi-serious. It wasn't long before he broke out into sniggers. "Pomfrey was looking at me like I was some sick person and Dumbledore told her to sod off...It was surprising!"
The two boys hadn't gotten very far, but they were talking like they had been apart for months. James' hand had sneaked its way to Sirius', fingers entwined while they walked through the quiet halls of Hogwarts. No students roamed the halls on the second floor, though James and Sirius probably wouldn't have cared. The slightly smaller boy peered up to the taller one, and as James stood on his toes, he leaned in and kissed Sirius on the nose. This caused a light blush to fill the cheeks of the darked eyed boy.
"Hmm...James, I'm not kidding..." Sirius' eyes glittered. "If you wore my robes, I'm sure someone would notice..."
"Really now, Paddy! I mean...They're all the same robes...What would be any different?"
"The length, for one thing. They'd be a good two inches longer than yours."
"Oh, but who cares...Yours are so much better..." James pulled the robes of his lover tightly over him, his feet causing waves in the fabric as he stepped.
Sirius wore the rest of his school ensemble, minus the robes. His white button-up shirt had the first button undone, revealing some of his tanned skin. He had the sleeves rolled up and the tuck in parts of his shirt were untucked. He looked rather shaggy, as if he had been working on some project or so. Once they turned the corner near the staircase, they saw a dark figure up ahead, but couldn't make out who it was just yet. The closer they got, though, the easier it was to see who the figure was. The slimy hair, the pale skin, the silver laced green slytherin patch...
"Hello there, Black. Potter..." the voice was low, a hint of pleasure just seeming to want to break out.
Sirius stopped, James almost moving past him, but the older boy stopped him. James peered up at Sirius. "Hey...!"
"Hello, Snape. Any reason as to why you climbed out of your whole, you slimy git?" Sirius' voice sharpened.
"Oh calm down, Black. I'm just here to set some things straight." Pushing himself off of the wall with his foot, Snape tossed his head back, the greasy hair not moving too much, but enough to where he could see. He floated towards them, his black eyes almost showing signs of a twinkle. He stopped just inches away from them, staring into their eyes.
"Like what?" James piped out, his eyes narrowing.
"Just some things, Potter. Butt out!" He raised a hand, hitting the boy across the face. James grunted a bit, his glasses askew as he lifted his hand to his face. The soft skin stung.
Without a thought to it, Sirius quickly raised his hand, fingers forming into a fist, and he slammed the fist into the side of Snape's face. Snape fell back and stumbled to the ground, holding the side of his face with his hand.
"You...Bastard!" Snape cried out, his hand sliding inside his robes. Within seconds he pulled out his wand, aiming blindly. "Stupefy!" He shouted. His original target was Sirius, but, as he was aiming blindly, he ended up hitting young James. The boy, stunned, fell to the ground in a pile of robes.
"James!" Sirius shouted, turning to his fallen love. He went to reach into his robes for his wand, but since he didn't have the robe on, he couldn't retrieve it. He dove down and fumbled through his robes that James wore, and, in the front pocket like he had thought, he found his wand. Sirius quickly pulled it out and aimed it at Snape, a glare in his eyes. With a flick of his wrist, he cast a Jelly-Legs Jinx at Snape, just as the boy tried to stand. His legs wobbled uncontrollably, carrying him around as he tried desperately to keep his balance.
"Ha!" Sirius laughed, looking at Snape as he angrily tried to counter-spell the hex. It didn't work very well, and all he did was make it worse.
"Damn it!" Snape cursed loudly, his feet carrying him off. "I'll get you for this, Black! I'll make sure of it!" Even though Snape's voice was sharp, he couldn't be taken too seriously as he stumbled off. "...If it's the last thing I do!"
"Whatever," Sirius mumbled, his attention quickly turning to James. The boy still lay there passed out, his breath shallow and his skin semi-pale. Sirius racked his brain for the counter-spell, but all he could come up with was the first letter, an E. "What is it...!?" He growled, smacking the wand against his head, even though it wasn't the smartest thing to do. It finally clicked.
"Ennervate!" he said, pointing his wand at James. It only took a moment before James' skin was flushed with color, though the skin was still a soft white color. His eyes fluttered open as a hand rised to his face to mess with his glasses.
"James!" Sirius said with a smile, leaning down and picking the boy into his arms. James blinked a few times as his eyes readjusted to his surroundings.
"Wha...?" He muttered, his head barely able to move as Sirius hugged him. "S-sirius...? What happened? Last thing I remember was Snape-"
"Shh," Sirius whispered, lifting his finger to James' lips. Leaning in, Sirius planted his lips on James' softly at first, the passion increasing as James began to respond. Before long, the two boys lied there on the floor, Sirius almost assaulting James' lips in such a passionate manner that it looked like he couldn't breathe. Just because they couldn't keep their hands off of each other, neither noticed the person that was standing over them.
"Jeez, snogging in the halls now?" it was the deep, yet soft voice of Danny. He chuckled as both Sirius and James split apart instantly, James stumbling to stand while Sirius did the same.
"D-danny?!" James asked nervously, brushing off Sirius' robes.
Danny chuckled some more, his arms crossing over his chest. "Calm down, James. Nobody else is around."
"O...Oh," James said, his eyes looking around the halls almost frantically. "You sure?"
"Quite sure," Danny said. "Last person I saw was Snape stumbling down the hall grumbling something about you. He tried to hex me, but it didn't work out too well."
"Makes sense," Sirius mumbled, trying his best to act calm, though his shirt was clearly unbuttoned, the skin beneath sporting tiny spots of wetness. His cheeks were flushed.
Danny decided not to comment on that. "Dinner's in a bit. You two coming?"
"No," Sirius responded hastily, his eyes peering over at James. He caught on.
"No, we're not..." James agreed. "Going up to the common room, actually. Haven't exactly had the best day..."
Danny nodded lightly. "Hmm, well...I understand. I'll uh...make sure that I let...Well, Remus and Peter know..." With a light smile, the dark-skinned boy waved to the two of them and walked off.
"Hrm..." Sirius mumbled as he caught James looking at him lustily. Gazing down at his open shirt, Sirius blinked and quickly covered it. "It's one thing for people to know, but getting caught in the act is just..."
"Oh calm down, Paddy..." James walked forward and slid his arms around Sirius' waist, a messy haired head resting against the soft, thin shirt.
'Damn him,' Sirius thought. 'He always knows how to calm me...'
"I'm absolutely furious..." Sirius lied with a light smirk, looking down at James with a mock glare.
As he pulled Sirius closer to him, James grinded gently against the other's body. He stood on his toes once again, head resting softly against the shoulder of Sirius, James releasing a soft purr into his lover's ear. Sirius almost melted. His arms rested gently on James' waist, hands locked in a loose embrace on the boy's behind.
"Do tell me," James purred, "why you're so furious..." his lips softly grazed against Sirius' ear, his tongue sliding out momentarily to tease the older boy. This elicited a light moan from Sirius.
Feeling one of the hands of James' sliding down to his behind, slender fingers dancing along the surface of the khaki-clad skin. Sirius lowered his head, nipping at James' neck. A thought quickly occurred to him.
"We should go into the common room, then."
"Better yet," James said in a sultry whisper, "the Quidditch shower rooms..."
Sirius' eyes widened a little. "The shower rooms?" he asked. His grip loosened lightly. He was slightly nervous now...the thought of James passing out in the middle of their...well, snogging, to be blunt, was enough to worry him.
"Yes, the shower rooms." James' voice returned to normal, his hand that had resided on Sirius' slid back up to his lower back, eyes looking up to the other with a curious expression.
"You think that's such a ... good idea?" Sirius asked, still slightly nervous. "I mean...I don't want you-"
"I'll be fine, Sirius. Don't worry yourself over it," James responded quickly.
Sirius slowly shook his head. "No, I don't want to take the risk. Let's just go back to the common room?"
James shook his head, determined to get what he wanted. For some reason, he was just feeling...needy. He was going to play his strengths...
"No," he said sternly, his voice fading into a soft purr as he pulled Sirius' form close to him. "I...want...you..." He slowly lowered his lips over each of the buttons that kept Sirius' shirt closed, his teeth grazing over them. Sirius watched in awe, and slight arousement, as James unbuttoned his shirt with his mouth. Once the bare flesh was visible, Sirius felt a rather sensual tingling sensation on his nipple. It was James' tongue, as he had suspected.
"Ohh..." Sirius moaned, his head slowly, but surely falling back. He was beginning to melt under the touch of James, his resolve melting along with him. "F-fine..." he mumbled.
As soon as Sirius gave in, James slipped off and stood up straight, gazing up into Sirius' eyes lustfully. "Hmm...Thanks..." he whispered. "I'll make it up to you..." Grabbing ahold of Sirius' hand, he dragged the older boy toward the showering rooms.
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The traveling to the shower room was shorter than either of them expected. Before either even noticed, they now stood in front of the locker rooms, James' hand almost squeezing hard enough to remove Sirius' from his body.
Quite responsive to this, Sirius felt rather apprehensive. He didn't like the fact that James used pleasure as a weapon to get what he wanted, but he couldn't say anything now...He didn't want to disappoint his love. As James dragged him through toward the shower, though, he felt a little bit less guilty. He had never really been in the Quidditch locker rooms...Simply because he'd never played Quidditch. The design of it was simply amazing though. Along either side of the walls hung portraits of famours Gryffindorian Quidditch players, though many were asleep. The lockers were lined up evenly in the middle, and in the back right corner sat the doorway to the showers. The floor was made up of brilliant grey tile, split into sets of four. When they arrived at the door to the showers, James muttered something and the blockade disappeared.
"Password protected?" Sirius asked.
"Oddly, yes. Don't ask, because I don't really get it myself."
James had an eager expression on his face as he pulled Sirius in behind him, the older one stopping as he stared around the room. It was small, and placed on the walls were showerheads, at least seven of them. Each was designed differently, and also were at different height levels, though neither boy knew why. James hastily removed Sirius' robes and hanged them on the rack that was beside the door. Piece by piece James removed the rest of his clothing, and when he finally arrived at his boxers, Sirius found himself staring intently.
"Enjoying this, aren't you?" James asked. Though he had his back to Sirius, he could imagine the look in his face.
"W-What?" Sirius stuttered, almost as if he was slapped back into reality.
"You heard me," James giggled, finally removing the last piece of his body wear: his glasses. He set them carefully on the little protruding shelf that was beside the clothes rack. He turned himself to Sirius, hands set playfully on either side of his hips. "Almost blind, but who cares?"
Sirius chuckled softly. His shirt was still undone, and he was sure, though not positive that somebody had seen them, that he looked quite suspicious. It didn't take him long before he removed his clothing, setting it atop James'.
Taking James into his arms, Sirius pulled them both against the eastern wall, away from the door. With a low growl, James began to nip lightly at his neck. Not even a second later, Sirius was doing the same, his tongue sliding from his mouth almost constantly as he tasted the sweet skin of the boy. It was heavenly. James' hand began to travel its way around Sirius' defined chest, fingers tracing the hardening nipples teasingly. Eliciting the slightest moan from Sirius, he found his neck bare now, the once warm air now cold and chilly, the moist remnants of James' lips the cause of the cold change. Sirius had long ago closed his eyes, but once he felt James kissing down his stomach, he opened them.
He tried to speak, but found himself at loss for words as he felt James' lips just barely touch the tip of his aching growth. Instinctively, Sirius let his hips buck forward, only resulting in James taking him into his mouth. The new sensation Sirius was feeling surprised him, and out of this suprise came a semi-loud moan, hands turning to fists and slamming into the wall, though gently. Sirius didn't know it, but he certainly did when he felt the warm water drench him. He had turned on the shower, and the beads of water massaged his neck in all the right places. The moan grew even louder, finally reaching a groan, causing Sirius' hips to buck again.
James happily obliged, his teeth gently grazing Sirius' length as it moved in and out of his mouth. Every time James reached the tip of Sirius' grown lower half, he let his tongue slide into the split area of the end. This aroused an even louder groan from the older one. Sirius' hand slowly made its way to James' unruly hair, his thin, short digits running through the coarse strands. James continued to pleasure his lover as the water fell, wetting the both of them. Sirius hair was now matted to his back, beads of water rolling down his body. Sirius was just about to release another groan, but he found himself stuck between that and a small yell, resulting in a gulping sound. His head landed softly against the wall, hips bucking once more in the warm opening of the young Potter.
It was almost time. Sirius was reaching his end, and he needed to release. James almost knew that Sirius was on his way, and as if egging him on, James began to suck harder and much faster than before. As both boys began to move according to what they were feeling, Sirius finally felt himself let go, his essence flowing into James' mouth.
As the warm liquid arrived in James' mouth, he felt overwhelmed. The whole thought of it all, just being here made him feel hotter than ever, and as he slowly drank the sweet juices of his lover, he felt himself release all over the wet tile floor. With a few more strokes of his tongue, James finally took Sirius out of his mouth, kisses planted softly upon the skin that was wet with both water and heated sweat. James didn't care...He just wanted Sirius - and he got him. James' lips found their way to Sirius', and once they kissed, briefly, the two of them seemed exhausted. The water turned off moments later, on a timer, though one could press the button again to turn it back on. Sirius slid to his butt on the floor, James crawling up to him.
"Gods," Sirius panted, his chest heaving. "That was..."
James purred lustfully once more, his hand resting slowly on the happy trail Sirius adorned. "I must say... I find this quite attractive..." He began to work on giving Sirius a hickey.
"My, my, horny little one, aren't you?" Sirius asked with a chuckle, pulling the boy into his lap. James just nodded, his attention fully upon the soft flesh of Sirius' neck. "Not that I care," he added softly.
A few minutes later, James surface, a smile dancing across his face. Sirius caught the mischevious lips in a soft kiss. He heard a low grumble in his stomach, and he was quite sure he heard James' do the same.
"Let's go get some food, shall we?"
Both boys redressed after taking a vigorous shower, this time antics aside. Wet haired and clean, the two of them traveled out of the locker room, and on their way to the Great Hall. The two of them looked at each other lovingly as they walked through the halls, eyeing one another as if they were crushing on the other. Sirius even reached over at grabbed at James' lower half, a smirk playing his lips as he did so. The one thing neither of them expected though, the one person they thought they wouldn't see, however, seemed to ruin it all when he reared his rather large, greasy haired head.
"Just can't -do- it enough, can you two? I mean...Pleasuring in the locker rooms?! What's next? Dumbledore's office? Wouldn't doubt it..."
Both James and Sirius stopped and turned, their hope filled and happy expressions turning sour.
"You're just terribly in love, aren't you? Otherwise you'd just be sick, hormone ran teenagers...Wait, aren't you already?" Snape let out a low chuckle.
"Shut it," Sirius grumbled, his hand hovering over his robes. James had let him wear them, convinced that having two sizes bigger in robes wasn't that good an idea.
"And what're you going to do if I don't, eh Black? Gonna...Stutter and hex me? You're pathetic."
"He said -shut- it, Snape!" James growled, shifting his glasses about.
"And there's the head of reason coming in...Tell me, Potter: Did you dump Lily simply because you didn't get enough? Or are you just horny all the time, like Black here?" Snape seemed to enjoy this quite a lot, his thin, colorless lips curling into a smirk. His arms crossed over his chest, he tossed his head.
"Don't.Even.Say.That." Sirius said through gritted teeth. He -definitely- was no rebound. And where the hell did Snape get off saying he was horny all the time? He definitely was not...
Before either long, dark-haired boy could respond, James had pulled out his wand, pointing it at Snape.
"Relashio!" He shouted loudly, a firey red, almost firework-like stream of sparks flying the tip of his wand. Snape covered his eyes, the sparks nipping at his robes and singe-ing little parts of it. He growled out angrily, trying to pull out his wand, but afraid to put his hands down.
Sirius looked at James curiously. He didn't know he knew that spell...Heck, Sirius didn't even -know- it was a spell...
"If you leave, I'll stop!" James exclaimed, the amount of sparks growing as he raised his voice.
Snape, finally admitting defeat, nodded from the safety of his robes. James didn't stop though, and he continued to shoot the firework-like sparks at the Slytherin.
"I give up!" Snape shouted, his dark eyes semi-visible from behind the robes. James did not stop, however. Snape finally groaned out angrily and scuttled off, loud noises of anger and what sounded like cursing coming from him.
Once Snape was gone, James put his wand away, feeling better now.
"Where in the world did you learn that spell?" Sirius asked with a furrowed brow, seemingly baffled.
James smiled. "I just...Well, you pick up some stuff when you're without the company of close friends."
"Ohh..." Sirius said, an arm slinking around James' waist. "Now that Snapey-poo is gone...Wanna go get that food now?"
"Sure," James replied cheerfully, his arm now resting around Sirius' waist as well. Maybe now was the time to just share their secret with the school...Who'd care, really? No one they knew of...But it would take some thoughtful consideration. Right now, all they wanted to do was pig out.
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Author's note: Wow! Back on track! only took me 1 day to write...Yippie ^_^! Don't forget to review...