Devoted
Chapter 13
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A/N: WARNING. This chapter contains a sexual situation which will be indicated with this symbol ((xxxxxxxx)). A BIG thank you to Mistress del Mare who wrote the scene. She was great!! If the writing style seems a little different, that's why. Anyway, you should all go read her stories, they are some of the BEST. Thanks again to Mistress del Mare!
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Professor Binns was droning on and on about the…something. It was hard to understand him while zoning out.
Lily scribbled down a few words that had managed to drift into her ears and stared out the window. The snow was melting in slow, lazy drips. The giant squid crept a hesitant tentacle across the surface of the lake, disrupting the reflection.
She looked vaguely over at Sirius, sighing once again; her stomach was tied into a knot.
It had been two weeks since she had asked him to be, at least, her friend. He hadn't said anything to her at all since that day.
The good news? Remus had decided to talk to her and James, and Sirius was still talking to him. Which meant that Padfoot wasn't quite as upset anymore. Right?
Right?
Things were definitely not as bad as they had been or, for that matter, could be.
After what seemed like hours, the bell signaling the end of class rang, and Binns called out in his monotone voice, "Remember, N.E.W.T exams begin in three months. I suggest you start studying now."
Lily gathered her books and watched James leave the room. She was tremendously worried about him. And she blamed herself. Ever since…the incident…he'd been unusually quiet, preferring to stay away from people and out of the spotlight; something totally un-James-like. She would even go so far as to say he was depressed.
But, A voice said in her head. You'd be a little depressed if you lost your best friend… Correction: you did lose your best friend. She shook the thought out of her head and shoved the last book into her bag.
The halls were stiflingly crowded as the students made their way into the dorms for mid-day tea but Lily was able to walk through the corridors quickly. She mounted the stairwell and watched her feet, carefully searching for any disappearing stairs.
As she came onto a landing, Lily saw a pair of black boots standing in front of her path. Her eyes traveled up slowly, afraid that it was one of the students still determined to scorn her relationship with James. There had been a few people that, had she not been so skilled at Charms, would have landed her in the Hospital Wing.
Why everyone was involving themselves in the situation…well, that was beyond her.
Finally, her emerald eyes rested on the apprehensive dark eyes of Sirius.
"Here," he grunted, holding out a tiny blue and white flower.
Lily's hand closed around the stem. "What's this?"
"Nemophila," Sirius answered quietly. "You know…the language of flowers and all that."
"The language of what?" Lily giggled, covering her mouth with her free hand.
Sirius sighed, exasperated. "The language of flowers…Nemophila means, 'I forgive you.'"
"Oh," she replied, twirling the flower in her fingers and watching the colors blur together. "And James? Do you forgive him as well?"
He nodded slowly. "It took a lot of thought. But I think, for once, I needed to be an adult and let everyone get on with their lives."
"I'm glad," Lily said and held out her hand. "Friends, then?"
Sirius grasped her petite hand with his large, gruff one and gave it a firm shake. "Friends."
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After Sirius went down the stairs and around the corner, Lily practically sprinted to her dorm, clutching the tiny blossom to her chest.
She hurriedly muttered the password to the portrait and opened the door.
James was sitting at the desk with an astronomy map laid out in front of him. "Hey," he said quietly, turning around. "You look happy."
"Well," Lily smiled slightly, "I am, Sirius forgave us. He wants to be your friend again."
"He does?"
She shrugged one shoulder. "He does."
"Wow," James leaned back in the chair, pulling his hands behind his head. "I don't know, I guess I thought I'd be happier about this."
Lily's smile faltered. "You're not happy about it?"
He shook his head quickly, sending shaggy black hair back and forth. "I am, love, I'm just not…I'm just overwhelmed I think."
The Nemophila twirled through Lily's petite fingers. "And us…?" She stopped. She wanted to be with James, but after the affair had been discovered, the topic had been almost taboo. She took a shaky breath. "Are we ever going to…I don't know, be a couple?"
James sighed and turned back to the desk. "Lily, Sirius just forgave us."
"I know…" She pulled off one of the leaves, letting it drop to the floor. She felt like a child being scolded.
"We can't just stab him in the back right away," he lectured, standing up and facing her. "I mean, that would be ver-"
His speech was cut off as Lily lunged forward, engulfing him in a kiss. It was simple yet passionate, long yet she seemed to pull away too soon.
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"Wha-?" James asked, only to be cut off by the soft lips that he had come to crave like a smoker craves cigarettes.
Lily wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with an overwhelming sense of passion that she didn't even realize she had. But that didn't matter. All she wanted was James. Sirius was out of her head, hell; everything was evaporating from her mind. Everything but James. She wanted him. And she was trying her best to show him that fact.
James grabbed Lily by the waist and pulled her into his body. His body wasn't going to be satisfied with just one kiss. His hormones were raging with just the feel of her body against his, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest as he slowly lowered them onto the floor and rolled over so that his back was on the hard floor, covered only by a wooly rug.
Lily moaned as James drew away from the kiss. Not wanting to think about what was happening, nor caring, Lily tugged James' head back up to hers and kissed him deeply.
James couldn't keep his hands still. They were on her waist then her butt, then under her skirt. He was captivated by the soft warm feeling of her thighs as he scraped his nails gently down them.
Lily shivered from the feeling, never having had someone touch her in such an intimate way. "Merlin," she panted as she broke the kiss and arched her back, feeling his fingers brush past her damp panties.
James chuckled and moved his head to her neck, placing soft kisses, sucking on the skin. She tasted so good.
Lily moaned as she moved her hands from his neck to his tie. Fighting against the knot he had tied, Lily threw the tie as soon as she had it undone and began attacking his shirt, ripping a few of the buttons in her hurry, not even noticing James' hands trying to rid her of her clothes.
Lily reveled in the skin that she uncovered as she gazed at his chest. No wonder he was considered so hot. Lily touched the warm, smooth skin in wonder, never really having seen the bare chest of a guy she was sexually interested in. After feeling him suck in a breath of air at the contact, Lily smiled softly as she spread her fingers against the almost tanned skin and traveled downwards, tracing the lines and small bulges that he had.
James swallowed the saliva that seemed to pool in his mouth and concentrated on steadying his hands as he continued to unbutton her shirt, having already gotten rid of her cloak and tie. His breathing escalated as he felt her undo his belt. Patience, James, patience, he told himself as he managed to push the white material of her shirt to her shoulders as he gazed at the flesh that he uncovered.
James slowly, lovingly, ran his fingers over Lily's unblemished, creamy white skin. Almost in awe of her perfection. She was …well, perfect. To him at least. And that's all that mattered.
She had freckles on the very tops of her shoulders. It was just so…endearing.
Lily stopped un-zipping his pants and simply reacted to his touch. Goosebumps broke out over her skin as he lightly brushed the swell of her breast - or at least what was uncovered by her bra. It was an unbelievable sensation. Having someone touch you. Making your body burn. And creating this…intense tension in your lower stomach, with a simple touch. She throbbed painfully and she didn't know why. And at the moment she didn't care as she felt James leave a wet kiss on the skin that was exposed around her bra.
James tried to slow his body down, feeling how tense Lily was starting to get as his mouth brushed past a hardened nipple through her bra.
So he took it slow. Introducing Lily to each new caress until she became used to it. Comfortable with it. Allowing her to feel each new sensation and letting her wallow in its glory. And as he pushed her over the edge, James didn't even think about his own body. It was only her in his thoughts. She looked like the most stunning person in the world as she climaxed. Her head was thrown back in abandon, her auburn hair fanned out wildly behind her, her pert, bared, beautiful breasts thrust up to him and her spectacular hips snug against his own. She was gorgeous. And all his.
Slowly, James removed his fingers from her body and finished ridding himself of his clothes. He sent them flying in the general direction of Lily's as he held himself up over her body, waiting for her to open her eyes and look at him before he did anything.
And when she opened her green eyes and looked into his, James knew that this was going to be different from all the other girls. This was going to matter.
"This might hurt a little," he whispered softly as he guided himself into her body and groaned at the feeling. She was tighter than he ever thought she would be. Exhaling deeply, James pushed forward until he felt an obstruction.
"I'm sorry," he whispered hoarsely as he crashed his mouth against hers and thrust into her body swiftly.
Lily screamed as she felt her tissue rip. She arched her hips which made it worse and tried to make him get off of her.
Lily managed to angle her head away from his so that she could shake it. "It really hurts," she whimpered, tears coming down her face.
James stayed still and wiped what tears he could off of her cheeks. Her body was tight around him, and he was trying to think about anything but that. Waiting for her body to calm down. "Relax your body," he told her quietly with a groan.
Lily took a deep breath and tried to relax. The sharp pain that she had felt at first was starting to go away slightly. But it still hurt.
James felt her relax and shifted a bit, causing Lily to make a sound somewhere in between a sob and a groan. So, James took it slow, moving his body in slow strokes as to not harm her anymore than he had. And when he finally felt her body relax enough, and no more pained sounds came from her, James leaned down and kissed her as he exited her body then carefully thrust back into it.
Lily groaned at the sensation that she felt and arched her back. It didn't feel as bad after awhile.
When James felt her respond to him, he grinned and lifted his head, and moved one hand to her breast as he sped up his pace. He was close to the finish and was trying to make sure that she would follow him.
She gasped when she felt his rough callused fingers rub her already sensitive nipples and groaned as she pushed her body into his even more, hoping to get the tense feeling that was coming back to go away.
James groaned when Lily thrust her hips and moved with him, and lost it. He couldn't handle it anymore. His body had been throbbing since she had walked in the door.
Having spent himself, James collapsed on a confused and unsatisfied Lily. She lay there with her hands at her sides panting.
This was not what she had expected it to be.
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Lily shifted as sunlight glared into her eyes. God, she needed to do something about this bed. It was cold and hard and…wait. She moved her hand to the right. That felt like the rug. The rug? She swung out her left hand. There was someone next to her; James.
The events of last night came flooding into her mind. Lily moved onto her back and grimaced as her sore muscles contracted. With a sharp pang she realized, I'm not a virgin anymore…
Slowly, she raised herself to a sitting position and looked around the room. "Everything even looks different after sex," she mumbled, rubbing her eyes.
Someone chuckled behind her. Lily turned around and glared at James who was watching her.
"You're so funny." He let out a happy laugh. "Are you okay this morning?"
Lily stood up carefully and grabbed a blanket off the couch. "No. I'm sore all over," she answered grumpily, wrapping the blanket around her half naked body. "And I missed half of school yesterday, plus dinner, and I'm very hungry."
James smiled, "Go get dressed and we'll have breakfast. It's only," he glanced at his watch, "six-thirty."
"Oh, you don't tell me what to do, James." Lily threw her head back defiantly.
He shrugged nonchalantly. "Or you could go down like that," he motioned at the cream colored blanket which was slipping off her shoulders.
Glaring at James, she stalked into her room to change.
Twenty minutes later, Lily emerged; fully dressed and in a much better mood. James was already waiting for her in the main room.
"Hey," he practically whispered, holding out his hand.
Lily clasped her fingers around James' outstretched hand. "Hey."
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Completely lame ending, I know. But what can you expect from hurried little paragraphs between homework assignments? Sorry it's been so long, by the way.
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