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Recap: After hearing about the story going around that he and Lily were a couple James decided to go straight to the source for answers, but the didn't count on finding her half naked.

Quote for the Chapter: Bisexuality doubles you chances of a date on a Saturday night

Chapter 5: Acid Rain

She had, Lily recognized dizzily as she arched deeper into James, aroused him to the point where his need was a scorching hot intensity the blinded him to the reality of they were doing. Lily couldn't get enough; he was tempting her, tormenting her to give in to her body's hammering need.

And then suddenly she realized that she should. What was she waiting for? After all she was human wasn't she? A woman, a grown woman? She knew tones of girls her age who've done it already. Why was she denying herself sexual fulfillment and why was she stranding herself alone on an island of loneliness? Because she loved Jack?

Was she going to remain unknowledgeable about her own sexuality? Tonight with James, she could experience all she had been denying herself—she could become whole.

Then along with those thoughts came the ones of reality that showed her the dangers if she chose to go through with them.

But subsequently just as quickly her brain rejected them as though her body had completely removed itself from her mind but was controlling it and taking control was what it did. Her tongue touched James' once more and slowly she tasted it, tasted him, drinking his essence and a responding shudder wracked her as James responded to her silent encouragement.

His hands left the wall and cupped her shoulders, his body hard against hers, so intimately close that she could feel the pulsing beat of his arousal. Her arms moved of their own accord and wrapped themselves around his neck while his hand moved urgently down her body over the curves of her derriere as he pulled her off the wall and even tighter into his embrace.

Neither of them spoke, there was no need; both of them knew what was happening, what was going to happen but then James drew up and instead of reaching for her towel he looked in her eyes. She knew she should stop him now, she knew that because this wasn't how she imagined her first experience with male desire to be.

It occurred to her that he was giving her a way out but she had made up her mind already, all her doubts were wiped away by desire. She was not Charlotte and Jack would never lover her. She would never experience the tender warmth she had had always dreamed she would expect with the man she loved in Jack.

James was watching her still and it seemed as though he was waiting for her to do or say something but she had already crossed this bridge. There was nothing stopping her from releasing the knot on the towel and the sudden flare of desire she saw in the depths of his hazel eyes moved her to do so.

When the towel slid down her sensitized body she expected James gaze to follow it. He didn't look down her naked body but kept on staring at her. Feeling suddenly empowered she took the initiative and ventured a glance at his raging arousal; the stark intensity of seeing how she affected him.

And as though that look broke his last strain of control he crossed the distance between them and sweeping her off her feet. He entered her dimly lit bedroom but instead of placing Lily on the bed he lowered her to her feet.

He didn't hesitate when he reached for her once again to draw her tongue into his mouth. Lily should have been shocked at the wonderfully indecent way he was just kissing her but she was more shocked at her response to him. Never in a million years would she have realised she was capable of this heady passion that had engulfed her and continued to play havoc on her senses.

She felt wonton, eager and as she pressed her naked body to James's fully clothed one she opened her mouth more fully to his, desperate to have him take everything she was willing to give. His hands glided, caressed and stroked mimicking his tongue as bolts of lightening shot through her veins.

She ached to have him inside her, her whole body was singing with wild wonton pleasure and he awoke a chord of strong passion that was so powerful it made her dizzy. Her breasts hadn't yet been touched and its sensitized peaks pained to have him touch them.

Then as if sensing her need his hands rose up from her bottom to cup her breasts but that was just to have his thumbs briefly brush against her. Control, was non existent, it had seem all the control she had before making her decision went up in smoke. The feeling she had was out of control however was influenced by that fleeting touch. That fleeting touch alone was enough to have stars exploding from behind her eyes which made her want to recklessly grab his head and put his mouth just there...

Lily no longer recognised the woman she had become as she did just that. Sensations exploded deep within her but he didn't take her fully in his mouth, instead his tongue circled the hard point and Lily felt as though she was going to faint with the violence of her own reactions.

Desperately she begged him to ease her torment as she wrapped her fingers through his hair dragging him closer. Finally he took the whole of her pulsing nipple into his mouth and sucked hard but instead of action easing her hunger she wanted more and soon she was pulling apart his shirt almost tearing the buttons away. She was distantly aware of James helping her and moaned in pleasure at the sight of his nakedness.

She wanted to taste and touch him all at once. When he placed her on the bed, Lily reached up and kissed James's shoulder.

'You feel so good, you ... taste so good,' she gasped and her words seemed to snap the final cord of restraint holding him together.

She could feel herself building, rising higher and higher from the movements of his tongue that had moved far from her breasts to areas further south. Suddenly he retreated, looming over her again, positioning her for a more intimate caress.

When he entered her Lily felt no sense of shock or pain, only the intensity of her own urgency. He stilled above her but Lily knowing he realised the truth impatiently raised her hips to meet his, starting the rhythm that made her feel spiritually and deeply connected to the man above her.

They met their release together and Lily absorbed the euphoria of the moment. Finally her breathing almost even she turned at smiled at James, who was not smiling back at her. His hazel eyes were dark and unreadable though she heard the uncontrolled anger in his voice.

'Why didn't you tell me...warn me?'

Self-consciously she looked away from him, her elation disappearing at the cold note in his voice.

'It was your first time wasn't it?'

'Yes,' Lily said calmly and James cursed. There wasn't any point in denying the truth.

'You should have told me, and—'

'—and what?' Lily answered her own fire sparking. 'You would have stopped?'

Slight colour tinged his cheeks and Lily knew he understood what she meant. Neither of them had been capable of stopping, even if she did find the need to warn him about her virginity.

'Why should I have told you...?'

'You were a virgin,' he reminded her angrily, 'and I—'

'Made love to me as though I was a woman and not a girl,' she said raising her chin a notch. She still had her pride left.

'But you had to have been waiting for someone special; why else would you have been saving yourself?'

But as Lily looked at him she knew she couldn't tell him about her realisation. How could she when she really just found out that what she had preconceived about her sexuality was wrong. That when she had fantasised about her first sexual experience it was so far removed from this that she knew she was wrong.

Wrong in believing that, that was what she had really wanted, what her body wanted. She enjoyed what she had experienced with James, more than enjoyed it. Gloried in it.

'Why Lily...why now, with me?' he wanted to know.

Lily couldn't answer that really. She had thought her love for Jack would leave her alone in the world with no one to care for her but her convictions about her feelings were becoming slightly blurred.

He then reached out and grabbed her shoulders dragging her up to face him.

'What's going on Lily? I come back to the city and I find out that you and I have a relationship ...and not only that but people are probably already planning our wedding. We both know it isn't...or rather it wasn't so.'

'That was an accident,' Lily said immediately.

'Accident?' he asked and the puzzled look he had on his face made him look terribly adorable with that flyaway hair but Lily squashed down the urge to sift her figures through his hair and kiss him.

'Yes, err you see Charlie jumped to the wrong conclusion about us...and well things have been weird for us lately—she feels guilty, now that she has Jack and its hard to make her understand that I am happy as I am.' Lily said which, was the truth, in a manner of speaking. She didn't add that it was because of her feelings for Jack that had her wanting to stay away form them.

'I see, she wants you to be settled, like her and it was easier for you to agree.' He said intuitively.

'Yes, it was.' She said and then sighed and in all honesty told him, 'I never dreamed she would tell anyone... I couldn't believe it when Alice came up to me and started talking about living together...I knew how angry you'd be.'

'I was angry,' he said. 'But its no excuse for what I did, why didn't you stop me...tell me?'

'Maybe I didn't want to,' she said honestly though she knew there were things she couldn't say. Things that she couldn't reveal about why she chose to let Charlie believe her. But if she had to explain that then she had to explain why she slept with another man. Then she would be forced to admit that despite her love for Jack the moment James had touched her she couldn't have possibly thought about anyone else.

'Perhaps I should have warned you...'

'But...?'

'...but I didn't want to.' She said breathily. 'I had no idea making love could be so...'

'Dangerous?' he supplied but she shook her head.

'No, complete,' she said bravely then added. 'I'm not sorry for what happened James...it was wonderful.'

'Wonderful?' James exploded. 'None of this should have ever happened; you and I don't even—'

'Like each other I know. I have no idea how to explain what happened between us, perhaps you know since, you've err did this before.'

'Don't count on it, this is a "first" time for me as well...I don't make a habit of losing control like that.' He said and she knew his virginity wasn't in question he was talking about his mind and body.

'Well at least no one except for us knows about it.' Lily said. 'Tomorrow I'll explain to Alice that Charlie got it wrong—' she stopped suddenly when James shifted away from her and dragged the covers more over himself.

To say she felt a terrible sense of loss was an understatement. Hurt began ebbing at her...it was obvious he wanted nothing to do with her, his rejection stung.

Lily stiffened her back then began to tell him again about damage control when she caught the way he was looking at her body. She hadn't noticed that she was bare from the waist up and the sight was affecting him.

She gasped with a mixture of excitement and shock. He still wanted her. He was affected by her that's why he pulled away; he was affected by the close proximity of her body. Before she could stop to think about what she was doing she whispered urgently, 'James stay with me tonight—all night...'

'Stay with you—'

He said his voice cracked and Lily watched with fascination as he closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Her body began rippling with awareness and need.

'If you want to,' she said, 'I want you,' and then gave him a look of pure hunger. 'After all I'm not a virgin anymore.'

Heat leapt in his eyes and she knew he was staying before he even voiced the words. He reached for her, his warm slightly calloused hand smoothed against her skin.

'Stay,' she said again and he did holding her in his arms through out the night.

-

What the hell was happening to him, James wondered dejectedly. He had come tonight with the only intent of questioning her ... he had been so angry and now? She was here sleeping his arms. He looked down and knew he ridiculously never wanted to let her go.

Stay with me, she had asked and in so doing he had rewritten all the things he had wanted from life.

-

She wasn't awake yet but he was. In fact James had already been up for a couple of hours. He had gotten up and had gotten dressed. There was a lot to think about and he'd needed time—space, to gather his thoughts into coherent order.

He'd gone to her patio and sat there watching the sun rise but not really seeing.

What was it that Sienna was always telling him? It was time for him to fall in love.

That was such a cliché statement really but there was no other way to describe what he was feeling. He had never really faced such mind-boggling experience.

Love?

The only people who had demonstrated that kind of fairytale love were his parents and that was when he was very young, who knew what sort of distorted memories he really had.

But now, what he was feeling now was so strange to him, so unfamiliar that he hadn't recognised it until now—until last night. He had known blokes who ran through women as though they were just piece of pie they had just gorged and were trying out the different kinds. James knew he was just the same way until his cousin had come to Hogwarts the year he was leaving.

After nearly being expelled and his head position being nearly revoked he made his decision because of what he did. And he would do it again. James had smashed in the face of a guy who thought he could have his way with Sienna after that he made decisions and he had calmed down. Although James had never gotten so hyped to have a woman to force himself on her he promised himself he would never lose control of his body like that.

He still had spies and allies in school to watch out for Sienna and he had stuck to his guns and never lost control but last night was different. He had lost control of his emotions never mind his body. It was something strange to him and he knew this bizarre feeling was love.

He loved her.

If he had had any doubt before realising it, it was gone now that he had registered it in his brain. It had taken him two hours of soul searching to realise it.

Damn.

Getting up he knew he should make Lily understand that he expected nothing. So what she had been the best thing that could have happened to him? She challenged him, made him think things and she argued with him. She didn't need to understand that he broke all his rules and everything he thought he was for her, because he loved her.

-

Lily awoke by slow increments and it took her a while to remember what had happened last night but when she did she found herself horrified.

What had she done?

Oh. My. God.

What did James think of her? He probably thought she was easy. And she was...she slept with him for no other reason than experience sex for the first time because there was no other way she would be having it.

She stared at the sheets...the bed was empty but she could still smell him there on them. Out of nowhere she felt this sudden urge to never wash her sheets again. As she caught herself she almost groaned at her stupidity.

Then she heard a noise in the kitchen.

He was still here!

She scrambled out of bed—or at least she tried to but ended up falling off the bed. The only sound made however was the oof when she hit the ground. Untangling the sheets from her body she threw them on the bed and rant to her dresser. Glancing at the clock she saw that it was seven thirty.

Aw hell, she was going to be late for work.

Work was another thing she couldn't think about but she wanted to leave and it was the best excuse she could come up with. She flew through the bathroom and took the quickest shower of her life before donning her work robes all the while moaning to herself about the repercussion of her actions.

She threw herself at the poor man. What was going on in her head? She was totally confused. She was supposedly in love with another man yet she couldn't get the one she had slept with out of her head. If she was honest with herself...she had stopped referring to Jack as the love of her life and to top that off she couldn't seem to focus on an image of the man when James' took his place every time.

When she entered the kitchen he was there leaning casually on the island separating them and her insides began gnaw.

Why?

She wanted him to take her right here on the kitchen island then up against the fridge. What the hell was wrong with her? Since when did muggle kitchen appliances turn her on?

Apparently since she knew James Potter.

She looked at him and focused just past his head and she knew anything James was around turned her on. Snapping herself out of her thoughts she rushed past him and grabbed an apple.

'I'm late for work I have to go,' she said in a rush and didn't look at him in the eye at all. 'Lock up when you leave.' And then she ran.

-

James didn't know what to make of it and he still didn't when he arrived at work. She was afraid. It was the only explanation really. She panicked after last night.

He couldn't blame her but then again he couldn't believe her. He knew he was going to see her at the meeting at lunch today. Dumbledore wanted to see them about something so they were to go for a quick meeting during lunch.

Did she realise that they didn't use any form of protection last night? The thought had only occurred to him when he had gone back to his flat. An unfamiliar feeling rose inside him at the thought of Lily swelling with his child.

Wasn't that what the gypsy had said? A boy, they were to have a boy who looked just like him. The picture filled him with a sort of pride that was as strange as the other emotions crowding him that day.

Later, when he met up with the others at the Order meeting Sirius was looking at him strangely.

'What?' he asked finally not being able to stand the irritation.

'I'm looking for that smug-I-got-lucky-last-night-smile.'

James shot him a quelling glance. 'That is none of your business.' He said but instead of shutting him up Sirius let out a bark of laughter.

'Mate if you didn't get lucky last night then I'm a hippogriff's uncle.'

'Leave it Sirius,' James said but before he could further back it up Alice came up to them.

'James?'

'Yeah?' he asked wearily expecting another question about his and lily's relationship.

'I don't know if you know this but Lily Left London.'

'What she left London? I just saw her this morning.' He said cold ice settling in his stomach. She left, to where? When did she leave? Was it because of him...because of last night?

'I know, she said she had a sudden personal emergency and left an hour ago. So I guess you didn't know? Don't feel too bad about it. I found out from Peta not too long ago, she said that Lily suddenly jumped out of her desk after reading something and left quickly after talking to Jonah.'

James forced a smile, 'That's okay I'm sure she didn't have enough time to tell anyone.'

'That's true; anyway I better let everyone know that I'm planning a little party for Frank's birthday. Its next week so you and Lily can bring Sienna.' And with those words she left. Yeah if we are anything like a couple next week.

'So you just saw her this morning huh?' Sirius remarked smirking knowingly.

'Sirius, we are neighbours how could I not see her.'

'Huh like I can believe that,' he said but he didn't make any more remarks again.

Left to his own thoughts again, James wondered what could have happened to have her run out in the middle of work.

-

Lily phoned Brussels to make sure her friend would be home. She needed to talk to her.

Sitting at the terminal she waited for her porkey transport to the muggle area where Charlie lived.

Her mind was a mess and her heart was even more so. When she had left the office in a hurry she knew she needed to confront her fears with her best mate. She knew she needed to tell her everything.

Raising her head she looked at the big board showing the leaving times. Fifteen more minutes.

After glancing away her eyes caught a movement and when she focused on it her heart jumped. A man was walking his back to her but her heart sang anyway.

It had to be James.

He heard she left and now he had come for her. She couldn't breathe, she was so happy. Lily started to get up to go to him but ii was then she recognised what was going on. She loved him

She loved James Potter not Jack.

Lily stared laughing and then sighed. She loved him and now that he was here to find her he must love her too.

Getting up she practically ran to him but then he turned and looked past her to someone else.

The smile she had died on her face. The man wasn't James.

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