(A/N, Well here's chapter 12, original huh? Thanks for the reviews, and
sorry people but I'm not going to be able to post for a couple of days, a
week at most. I don't know if 'I dreamed a dream' is downloadable Lamina,
but nearly every existing song is, so you can always look for it. I sang it
once myself and I absolutely fell in love with it, it's in my bio as well.
I figured out a way to keep Malfoy Sr. as proud as he is in the books. See
if you can guess!! Oh, I nearly forgot; WARNING, erotic scene!!! I bet you
thought I'd given up on that sort of chapters, did you?)
-xxx-ies Polgara
Chapter 12, From the start
Lily opened her eyes early in the morning, unable to go back to sleep. There weren't any nightmares, for which she was very grateful, they had bothered her enough during the last week; she didn't know why she couldn't sleep, she just couldn't. When she had woken up a bit more, she felt she had to use the bathroom so she began to get up, she frowned when she found herself restrained by something she couldn't see. She tried again, only to be restrained again; she shook her head, refusing to panic as memories flashed behind her eyes. She drew in a deep, shuddering breath and tried to clear her head, she remembered getting here with... James. Of course! "Stupid."
When her eyes had adjusted to the dim light radiating from the dying embers of the fire she could see his shock of raven black hair; it looked even more tousled than usual she thought, removing his arm from around her waist and getting up to go to the bathroom. She could hear him mumble something but then he was quiet again. When she'd been to the bathroom she crawled back under the covers.
To her surprise she heard him murmuring, 'Your feet are cold.'
When she turned to face him she could see he was smiling at her gently, 'Why are you up?'
He was irresistible when he was smiling like that and she couldn't help but smile back lovingly, 'I woke up and I had to go to the bathroom, that's all.'
He gathered her into his arms and kissed her; her smile broadened and she leant into the kiss. Kissing him always felt wonderful, but this kiss made her want him and she was scared of doing anything like that.
James must have seen both her wanting and her fear because he said, 'If you want we can try. You can always tell me to stop.'
She nodded and drew him close, kissing him fiercely. He was astounded by his own reaction, had it really been that long? He realised that it had, they hadn't had the opportunity since their second time. He knew that he had to be more careful than even the first time; if he scared her now she probably wouldn't want to do anything like it again.
They just kissed for quite some time; James didn't know how she'd react to him touching her and didn't know to begin.
'James,' she murmured, 'go ahead.' Evidentially Lily knew what he was thinking just as well as he knew what was going on in her mind. His hand cupped her face and he caressed her cheek with his thumb.
She smiled and very lightly ran one of her hands over his back, from his shoulders to his rear. She could feel him shiver and she smiled. The next moment she'd closed her eyes to fully enjoy the sensation of his hand fondling her breasts through her pyjamas, she moaned softly.
When he heard her rather eloquent approval he began popping her buttons open one by one. After they were all open she pulled her arms out of the sleeves and, lifting herself up a bit, tugged it out from under her and tossed it off the bed. He moved so he was lying half over, half next to her and kissed the base of her neck then her breastbone and very slowly moved downwards between her breasts. He could hear her breathing had quickened and he covered her right breast with soft nibbling little kisses, coming close to, but never touching the hardened nipple, until she couldn't endure it any longer, grabbed his head and guided him. He continued to tease her; he flicked his tongue at it very lightly, kissed it softly but wouldn't do anything else.
She groaned in frustration and pushed herself up to be rewarded with a deep pull, she gasped when she felt the sensation course through her. It suddenly occurred to her that James was still fully clothed so she slid her hands under his pyjamas and ran her hands up his chest.
He got the point immediately and quickly took his pyjama jacket off. He flipped over the covers and backed down, taking her pyjama bottoms with him; when he came up to kiss her she placed her hands on his hips and pulled him against her. After the kiss ended he quickly sat up to take off his own pyjama bottoms and leaned over her to kiss her again. His hand moved down her body slowly, pausing briefly to tease her breasts again before travelling further down, circling her navel and finally coming to her knickers, which he pulled down, when they were to her knees she impatiently kicked them off; the suspense was killing her. He pulled off his boxers as well and, after he'd lain down, caressed her thighs with his hand and suckled her left breast softly; he could see her hands were clutching her pillow and her breathing was ragged. 'Don't ... stop...' she managed to get out. He didn't, he wasn't sure if he even could. His hand was now caressing her inner thighs and he was suckling harder.
He was so caught up by both his feelings and hers that he didn't notice one of her hands moving down until it came to rest on his erection; he bit back a cry, his need for her was so great it was almost painful. When he looked at her he saw the same need in her eyes, without thinking he moved her legs apart; he saw the need change into fear and then it flashed back to wanting again. He moved between her legs and, moving his head up, he kissed her. 'You sure you still want to ...'
Before he could finish his question she'd locked her legs about his waist so her ankles crossed at his back, pulled him close and kissed him. Taking that as a yes he answered her kiss and as it grew more intense he slid into her. Her head flew back into the pillows breaking the kiss and her eyes grew very wide. He wondered whether that was a good sign until she pushed herself up against him, trying to get him deeper inside her. He very gently bit one nipple as he pulled back, making her emit a small cry.
Panting, she whispered, 'Don't ... hold back.'
Her words removed a restraint he didn't even know had been there, and he thrust into her. When he heard her gasp loudly, he lost whatever self- control he had left; he let his body continue the ever-quickening rhythmic thrusts, his mind was too overwhelmed with was he was feeling.
He was looking at her when she came; her pupils dilated and she pressed her head even further back into the pillows, crying out and tensing her muscles; he could feel her legs tightening about his waist and her body clenching around his erection, then she went limp. The sight and feeling of her sent James over the edge and he cried out only seconds after she did; pulling her against him as he shuddering released his essence in her, then he slumped on top of her.
When he had somewhat regained his ability to think clearly and his breathing had slowed he figured he must be getting a bit heavy for her, so he pulled himself out, rolled over and sat up to pull the covers over them both. He lay down on his side and pulled her close, he smiled when she snuggled even closer, her back against his chest, his arms around her.
(A/N, Was it better or worse than my R or NC-17 chapters? I'm halfway finished writing chapter 13, and I STILL don't have a clue about what's going to happen next, ARGH!!! ^^ tears hair out in frustration ^^ PLEASE give me some ideas!! I'm thinking of starting an original fic after I finished this one ^^ if I ever do...^^ , should I or should I not, should I or should I not, should I... Ok ok, I know I'm rambling. See you!!)
Bye, -xxx-ies Polgara.
-xxx-ies Polgara
Chapter 12, From the start
Lily opened her eyes early in the morning, unable to go back to sleep. There weren't any nightmares, for which she was very grateful, they had bothered her enough during the last week; she didn't know why she couldn't sleep, she just couldn't. When she had woken up a bit more, she felt she had to use the bathroom so she began to get up, she frowned when she found herself restrained by something she couldn't see. She tried again, only to be restrained again; she shook her head, refusing to panic as memories flashed behind her eyes. She drew in a deep, shuddering breath and tried to clear her head, she remembered getting here with... James. Of course! "Stupid."
When her eyes had adjusted to the dim light radiating from the dying embers of the fire she could see his shock of raven black hair; it looked even more tousled than usual she thought, removing his arm from around her waist and getting up to go to the bathroom. She could hear him mumble something but then he was quiet again. When she'd been to the bathroom she crawled back under the covers.
To her surprise she heard him murmuring, 'Your feet are cold.'
When she turned to face him she could see he was smiling at her gently, 'Why are you up?'
He was irresistible when he was smiling like that and she couldn't help but smile back lovingly, 'I woke up and I had to go to the bathroom, that's all.'
He gathered her into his arms and kissed her; her smile broadened and she leant into the kiss. Kissing him always felt wonderful, but this kiss made her want him and she was scared of doing anything like that.
James must have seen both her wanting and her fear because he said, 'If you want we can try. You can always tell me to stop.'
She nodded and drew him close, kissing him fiercely. He was astounded by his own reaction, had it really been that long? He realised that it had, they hadn't had the opportunity since their second time. He knew that he had to be more careful than even the first time; if he scared her now she probably wouldn't want to do anything like it again.
They just kissed for quite some time; James didn't know how she'd react to him touching her and didn't know to begin.
'James,' she murmured, 'go ahead.' Evidentially Lily knew what he was thinking just as well as he knew what was going on in her mind. His hand cupped her face and he caressed her cheek with his thumb.
She smiled and very lightly ran one of her hands over his back, from his shoulders to his rear. She could feel him shiver and she smiled. The next moment she'd closed her eyes to fully enjoy the sensation of his hand fondling her breasts through her pyjamas, she moaned softly.
When he heard her rather eloquent approval he began popping her buttons open one by one. After they were all open she pulled her arms out of the sleeves and, lifting herself up a bit, tugged it out from under her and tossed it off the bed. He moved so he was lying half over, half next to her and kissed the base of her neck then her breastbone and very slowly moved downwards between her breasts. He could hear her breathing had quickened and he covered her right breast with soft nibbling little kisses, coming close to, but never touching the hardened nipple, until she couldn't endure it any longer, grabbed his head and guided him. He continued to tease her; he flicked his tongue at it very lightly, kissed it softly but wouldn't do anything else.
She groaned in frustration and pushed herself up to be rewarded with a deep pull, she gasped when she felt the sensation course through her. It suddenly occurred to her that James was still fully clothed so she slid her hands under his pyjamas and ran her hands up his chest.
He got the point immediately and quickly took his pyjama jacket off. He flipped over the covers and backed down, taking her pyjama bottoms with him; when he came up to kiss her she placed her hands on his hips and pulled him against her. After the kiss ended he quickly sat up to take off his own pyjama bottoms and leaned over her to kiss her again. His hand moved down her body slowly, pausing briefly to tease her breasts again before travelling further down, circling her navel and finally coming to her knickers, which he pulled down, when they were to her knees she impatiently kicked them off; the suspense was killing her. He pulled off his boxers as well and, after he'd lain down, caressed her thighs with his hand and suckled her left breast softly; he could see her hands were clutching her pillow and her breathing was ragged. 'Don't ... stop...' she managed to get out. He didn't, he wasn't sure if he even could. His hand was now caressing her inner thighs and he was suckling harder.
He was so caught up by both his feelings and hers that he didn't notice one of her hands moving down until it came to rest on his erection; he bit back a cry, his need for her was so great it was almost painful. When he looked at her he saw the same need in her eyes, without thinking he moved her legs apart; he saw the need change into fear and then it flashed back to wanting again. He moved between her legs and, moving his head up, he kissed her. 'You sure you still want to ...'
Before he could finish his question she'd locked her legs about his waist so her ankles crossed at his back, pulled him close and kissed him. Taking that as a yes he answered her kiss and as it grew more intense he slid into her. Her head flew back into the pillows breaking the kiss and her eyes grew very wide. He wondered whether that was a good sign until she pushed herself up against him, trying to get him deeper inside her. He very gently bit one nipple as he pulled back, making her emit a small cry.
Panting, she whispered, 'Don't ... hold back.'
Her words removed a restraint he didn't even know had been there, and he thrust into her. When he heard her gasp loudly, he lost whatever self- control he had left; he let his body continue the ever-quickening rhythmic thrusts, his mind was too overwhelmed with was he was feeling.
He was looking at her when she came; her pupils dilated and she pressed her head even further back into the pillows, crying out and tensing her muscles; he could feel her legs tightening about his waist and her body clenching around his erection, then she went limp. The sight and feeling of her sent James over the edge and he cried out only seconds after she did; pulling her against him as he shuddering released his essence in her, then he slumped on top of her.
When he had somewhat regained his ability to think clearly and his breathing had slowed he figured he must be getting a bit heavy for her, so he pulled himself out, rolled over and sat up to pull the covers over them both. He lay down on his side and pulled her close, he smiled when she snuggled even closer, her back against his chest, his arms around her.
(A/N, Was it better or worse than my R or NC-17 chapters? I'm halfway finished writing chapter 13, and I STILL don't have a clue about what's going to happen next, ARGH!!! ^^ tears hair out in frustration ^^ PLEASE give me some ideas!! I'm thinking of starting an original fic after I finished this one ^^ if I ever do...^^ , should I or should I not, should I or should I not, should I... Ok ok, I know I'm rambling. See you!!)
Bye, -xxx-ies Polgara.