When Lily Evans entered the library on a windy day in early March, it was with trepidation. Anyone who happened to look up from their book was immediately glued to the sight. Lily Evans had never, in living memory, entered the library with anything but laser focus and the utmost confidence. Lily was not there to study today. Instead, she crossed the seemingly endless room of work-desks to where Sirius and Remus had their heads buried in their potions parchments. Remus was always the more focussed of the two, so it was Sirius who heard the silence falling around her approach and looked up first.

'Lily love, what's wrong? Is it James?' His brow furrowed in concern and he shook Remus with the hand that had been resting casually on the back of the taller boy's neck. Lily and James had been together for almost eight months, and she had been an excellent addition to the group in Sirius' humble opinion. She could banter with the boys just as scathingly as any of them, and she was an exceptionally talented witch - important to a group of illegal animagus' at 17 years old. Remus looked up finally, and frowned.

Lily took a steadying breath, 'James is fine, I just- Can I talk to you both? Somewhere private?' The question was mumbled, acutely aware of the heads turned in her direction. Sirius and Remus

marked their pages, closed their books and packed up the desk they had been using. Lily stood quietly, twisting and untwisting the hem of her jumper and willing them to hurry up. They left the library as a trio, hurrying to the nearest empty classroom. Lily closed the door behind them, and began casting silencing and locking spells. The boys looked at each other with raised eyebrows, but waited all the same.

When Lily finally turned, a blush could be seen creeping up her neck from her collar. Pink, lovely and warm looking to Sirius, before he squashed the thought. Remus spoke first after the silence stretched into awkwardness.'Lily, what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost.'

She took a deep breath, released her hem, squared her shoulders and gathered her confidence. 'James wants to fuck you.'

Sirius inhaled sharply - too sharply - and choked on his own spit. He put a hand on the nearest desk and coughed, spluttered and hacked. Remus was slack-jawed but still.

'Fuck, I said that poorly.' Again, mumbled, 'Well the thing is, I've walked in on James wanking a few times now - he's not very subtle. A few weeks ago I could have sworn I heard him mumble your name Remus, and then today he most definitely said "Padfoot" - well, more like gasped it right as he finished. I'm not worried or anything, we have great sex frequently and I'm confident he would never - I mean without talking about it - but his birthday is coming up and I thought, well maybe...' She had to pause to take a breath. Sirius wiped his eyes, full of tears from choking. Remus hadn't yet picked up his jaw.

With what was left of her dignity, she looked up into their faces, one at a time. 'I thought after the firewhiskey the other night, when all three of you basically said you'd fuck each other if the situation arose, perhaps for James's birthday the situation could... Arise?'

Something stirred in Remus' face, his eyes darkened and became slightly predatory, and Lily did her best to ignore her urge to kneel down. Sirius, being Sirius, looked ecstatic about the idea. Remus spoke first, 'You're saying that you would like James to have sex with Sirius and I as a birthday gift? No strings attached, no feelings hurt, no boundaries crossed?' He looked at his boyfriend, and as he had suspected, Sirius had already accepted the proposal internally. Remus could basically see the dirty thoughts about what they could do with James whirling around behind his eyes.

Lily nodded, chewing her lower lip. The boys seemed amiable to the idea. At that moment, a muffled banging on the door indicated that James had used the marauders map to find them. Lily started, 'Yes or no?' she prodded, turning to look nervously at the door, which could be seen shaking from someone rattling a door handle with some force.

'Yes', Remus turned to look at Sirius, 'Yes', echoed Sirius. Lily cracked a small smile.

'On the day of his birthday, I'll meet you all in your dormitory. I'll take James for a blindfolded walk for 15 minutes around the castle, perhaps "confundus" him so he can't tell where we're going or when we come back to the dormitory. And then I'll leave you to it I guess.' the heat rose again to her cheeks this time. The boys nodded, and at that moment the door burst open, the sounds of charms being splintered echoing around the room.

James burst in, flailing wildly. Map in one hand, wand in the other. He caught himself on a stray chair, the musculature of his bare arms admired by all.

'What's all this then? Secret meetings are to be presided over in all cases by one James Potter. What are you talking about?' Finishing his sentence, he took in the three people before him properly as the dust dissipated. His lovely girlfriend stood side on, but even halfway turned around he could

see the blush in her cheeks. She was again screwing up the hem of her jumper, a nervous habit. Sirius grinned ear to ear, looking him directly in the eyes - not altogether unusual. Remus - James paused. Remus was looking at James as though he was something delicious to eat, and not his best friend who interrupted a secret meeting. James swallowed and filed that face away for... Future remembrances.

'Lily?' more uncertainty in his voice this time. She swallowed, rearranged her face into a cheeky smile, and turned to him.

'None of your bloody business, Potter.' Her voice left no room for argument. She took his hand and led him out of the room. Remus watched them go, admiring the swish of perfect red hair in time with the sway of Lily's hips under her school uniform. James turned back in time to see Sirius lick his lips.

Sirius and Remus were left alone. Sirius, the shorter of the two, jumped up to sit on a desk. 'I think all my wildest dreams just came to fruition.' He grinned at Remus, who, in true Remus style was looking quietly contemplative. He met the shorter boy's eyes and stepped forward, sliding into the space between Sirius' knees with ease.

'Sirius my love, for once I think you're correct.' A playful quirk of his lips, Remus leaned in for a kiss. Sirius pushed him away by the shoulders, pouting.

'I'm right all the time,' crossing his arms, he put on his best sulking face and looked away. Remus laughed low in his chest and kissed his way up from collarbone to neck.

'Of course you are, love.' ...

Lily led James outside and down to the quidditch pitch. She didn't stop to turn to him on the way, willing her blush to clear and her heart to stop pounding. They reached the entrance to the pitch, where James yanked on her hand and brought her spinning to his chest, pressing her against a pole.

'Are you going to tell me what was going on in there?' he purred, pressing his nose against hers. Lily inhaled sharply, breathing in the scent of him and going in for a kiss. James' lips twitched up into a grin as he pulled away slightly.

'I'm not that easy to distract, Evans. You, on the other hand, are very easy to pry information out of.' His hands began to creep under her jumper, undoing shirt buttons, brushing against all of Lily's most sensitive spots in the meantime.

'I'm not telling you.' she breathed, head tipped back and resting on the pole behind her. Their sheltered position under the seating allowed them privacy, but not complete seclusion. James reached up and unclasped her bra, sliding warm hands around to her front, still under the jumper, to pinch her rapidly hardening nipples.

'Christ, Evans, you have such a perfect chest.' Usually she would have laughed in his face and retorted, they're called breasts, James, we're not five any more.

In this case, her mind was too preoccupied imagining another set of hands on her, perhaps even two extra sets of hands. She closed her eyes and hummed, head still tipped back.

'What were Padfoot and Moony and you whispering about?' A question asked in between gentle kisses along her jawline to her ear. He pushed his nose into the soft red hair at her temple and breathed in the lavender scent. He was palming both breasts, kneeding them in his strong hands. Lily breathed slowly, trying her best to stay focussed. He was right, she would tell him anything when worked up into a lustful frenzy, without thinking twice. She would have to be careful. She snickered internally, I can be stubborn too.

Pushing her knee in between James', she shocked him into stumbling backwards, pinning him

against the opposite pole. His hands stuck under her jumper, he had no choice in the matter. Lily was shorter than James by half a head, but when she wanted, she had a firecrackers strength. Sudden, but irresistible takeoff. Lily reached down and tugged at his waistband, pressing a rough kiss to James' lips. His mouth opened in shock, allowing her tongue to press inside without resistance. Her other hand reached up to grasp the back of his neck and tilt his head down for a better angle at his mouth. Her thigh pressed further in to his groin, feeling the already half hard length, steadily growing. James let out a wanton groan at the simultaneous attacks, continuing to fondle her breasts. His hands began to creep lower, coming out of the jumper and beginning to feel for the hem of her skirt. Lily took a step backwards and James, suddenly bereft of her warmth and support, had to catch himself on one foot.

Lily grinned wolfishly, 'Better luck next time, Potter.' turned on her heel, and began to trot up the hill, doing her bra up under her clothes as she went. James watched her go, smiling and shaking his head. He straightened, ran his fingers through his hair to ensure it wasn't lying flat, and walked more slowly up the hill, contesting with his insistent erection. His smile slowly melted though, as he began to feel very much out of the loop, and somewhat apprehensive.

...

The next two and a half weeks were frustrating for Lily and James both. Every time their kisses or make out sessions turned heavy, Lily would pull away. The most James was able to get were a few minutes of entirely too feather-light palming through his jeans. He spent an excessive amount of time in the shower, thinking of red hair, long, pale fingers, tanned shoulders and black curls. Lily had a very similar problem. Although she was the instigator of the frustration, it didn't make her any less frustrated. She took to having baths instead of showers in the evening, taking her time to focus on James, James being handled by Sirius, Remus handling them both. How she longed to watch.

Sirius and Remus, however, were having the time of their lives. James and Lily often entered a room to find the two boys all over each other, half dressed or less. Some of the noises Sirius makes are sinful, and the possessiveness in Remus when they're together is altogether indecent. When interrupted, Sirius often threw a hungry look at the pair, which made them flush prettily to the tips of their ears. Remus, after a second of focussing time, would rake his eyes over Lily head to toe, or look directly at James and lick his lips. These episodes didn't help the frustration whatsoever.

The day approached far too slowly for anyone's liking. After a sleep-in until noon, James was greeted with gifts, breakfast and claps on the back from his friends. He noted Remus and Sirius were standing very close, letting their touches linger on his back for slightly too long, but he tried to think nothing of it. They were often touchy feely, usually after a few drinks. Amongst his gifts was a bottle of firewhiskey, a broom service kit, and a bottle of lube. James gaffawed at this gift, and made a suggestive comment about Lily never seeming to need any. His laughter faltered as he realised his friends weren't laughing with him, but smiling knowingly. He didn't have time to think about it too much, as Lily burst through the door with a flourish. She fell into his bed with her arms coming up around his shoulders.

'Happy Birthday my love,' punctuated with a peppering of kisses. They continued like that for a while, until Lily felt two sets of hungry eyes on her. She pulled away - as she had been doing for the last few weeks - and blushed when she saw the open want in the faces of Sirius and Remus. James whined and let his head clunk back against the headboard.

'You're a cocktease Evans, and on my birthday no less!' he sounded petulant, and Lily snorted loudly.

'Where's my gift then?'

Lily laughed, finally turning away from the two taller boys and their smouldering eyes. 'If you don't stop being a spoilt brat, I won't give it to you', a simple, matter of fact statement. James froze in place. Her words were playful, but her tone dark. He shut his mouth.

'Get up, get dressed, we're going for a walk.' No room for argument. James clambered out of bed, pulled on his usual crumpled jeans and plain t-shirt, and was hurriedly wiggling his feet into shoes when Lily held out the blindfold. Red silk, in contrast to James' jet black hair.

'What's this?' he looked between Lily and the tie, suspicion growing in his stomach.

'A blindfold, Potter, do keep up' drawled Lily, as she stepped towards him and secured the soft fabric with a tap of her wand. An enchanted knot, no peeking, thought James. She had even managed to secure it to his glasses without pressing them uncomfortably into his nose. Lily took his elbow and guided him to the door. She paused a moment to flash a grin at Sirius and Remus, and faltered, watching the boys devour each others' mouths without a second thought. She hurried James out the door and down the stairs.

...

James complained nearly the entire 10 minutes they were gone.

'Where at you taking me Evans?'

'This gift had better make up for the lack of sex the last two weeks,' Lily snickered at that one. 'Di- Did you just "confund" me, Evans?' James slurred slightly as Lily turned them around and began heading back towards the Gryffindor dormitory. With slightly more stumbling than on the way down, they carefully climbed the stairs to the 7th year dormitory.

'Honestly Evans, I'm bored and tired of walking, just what is this?'

Lily stepped away, leaving James feeling exposed, with no clue where he was, which direction he was facing, or what to do next. He felt the telltale prickle on the back of his neck of a charm being cast, and his blindfold disappeared. He blinked slowly, clearing the blur from his eyes. He was greeted with a sight beyond his wildest dreams, and he gasped loudly.

Sirius lay on his back on his bed, James' bed, shirtless. His legs dangled off the side at his knees, and his hands were tangled in Remus' shorter hair. The taller boy was on his knees, between Sirius' legs, currently mouthing at Sirius' clothed, but obviously hard cock. At the gasp, Remus looked up. Sirius huffed at the loss of sensation, and turned his head towards the newcomers, eyes glazed with arousal.

'James, fancy seeing you here. Care to join us?' Remus quirked an eyebrow, looking directly into the deep brown eyes. James started, put his hands over his face, and turned to Lily. 'Evans, what the fuck!?'

Lily stepped closer to him and eased his hands down with her own. She cherished the dark coloured flush in his cheeks and gave him a light kiss.

'It's your birthday gift, love. We planned it for you.' Doubt suddenly pooled in her stomach, low and heavy, as she registered the panic in his eyes.

'But I've never- I'm not-' the flush rose to his ears.

'Hey, hey,' she murmured, bringing her face close to his, and wrapping an arm around his waist, 'You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but... I have a feeling you want this.' A glance over his shoulder showed that Remus and Sirius had stopped, looking intently over at the two of them. James took a deep breath, and slowly turned, taking in the sight before him.

Sirius' hair was perfectly tousled, as usual. The silky black curls framing a perfectly debauched expression. His lips swollen and wet, mouth slightly open, eyes unfocused, and a slight flush to his skin. James started to breathe a little harder. The taught, muscular frame of a beater was exposed to the air, tanned and slightly glistening with sweat. Was the room suddenly warming up? James pulled at his t-shirt. Black trousers strained over a noticeable bulge, where slightly darker patches indicated Remus had laved his tongue unashamedly.

Remus' usually neat and tidy facade was gone. Sandy blonde hair stuck up from where Sirius' fingers had grabbed it, the pale boy more noticeably pink in the cheeks. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway, and his cuffs rolled up. Fully dressed, with another set of far too tight trousers in evidence. His lips were also swollen and wet, mouth hanging open. Contrary to Sirius, Remus' eyes were clear as day, and laser focussed on James.

'If you don't want this James, we stop now.' Remus' voice leaving no room for argument.

James began to feel his jeans becoming uncomfortably tight. If not for Lily's hand in his own, he may have believed this a very good dream. The three of them held still, waiting on an answer. James took another deep breath and very quietly replied in the affirmative; 'I want this.'

Lily let out a slow breath, feeling the stress uncoil from her stomach. She had guessed right. James was about to have his wish. He turned and brought her hand to his face. 'You're really okay with this? Are you sure?' Lily nodded, and gave him a nudge at his hip. Remus was beckoning him. She watched as he hesitantly padded over to the bed, toeing off his shoes and leaving them where they fell. Sirius propped himself up on his elbow, facing the approaching James, and patted the bed next to him. James sat down with a slight bounce, and Remus moved, remaining on the floor but shifting his focus to James. Sirius reached up and gently ran his thumb over a plump, opulently brown bottom lip.

'Can I kiss you?' breathed Sirius, his face slowly moving closer. James nodded dazedly, and in the next moment saw fireworks behind his eyes as a gentle brush of lips touched his own. Different to kissing girls, Sirius had soft lips with slight stubble that added a new sensation to the action. James jumped as he felt a hand on his thigh, and Remus chuckled darkly. Slowly, the hand moved up the outside of his thigh, and inched up under his t-shirt to thumb at the patch of dark hair below James' navel.

'Are you just going to stand there, Lily?' wondered Remus. Lily awoke as if from a dream, noting the hot, wet inside her jeans.

'Oh, yep- Sorry,' she wasn't sure how long she had been standing there, watching, admiring, wishing she was sandwiched in the middle. She turned and crossed the room, hand on the door ready to close it behind her, when she felt an arm snake around her waist. Her breath stuttered. Remus, the tallest of them, leaned down to whisper in her ear, his breath agitating the locks of fiery hair framing her face.

'You're welcome to stay- in fact, I think we'd all like if you stayed.' He took a deep inhale, and Lily's eyes narrowed. What could he possibly smell?

'Would you like to stay and watch us take James apart?'

Lily peeked past the door to where James was on his back on the bed, having been divested of his t-shirt. Sirius on all fours above him, one hand fisted in the messy black hair. James looked simply indecent, his head wrenched back to give Sirius access to the shapely collarbones and neck, at which he was nipping, sucking, licking.

'You can help us take him apart, or we can take you down with him if you like.' Remus' voice was low and sultry, almost a growl in his chest. Lily turned within the confines of his arms, and kicked the door shut. Remus gave her a predatory smile, and pulled his wand from his pocket. He cast silencing and locking charms with a mumble, before capturing Lily's soft lips in a kiss more tender than she would have thought possible.

'Same deal,' murmured Remus against her lips, 'If you don't want this, at any time, we stop.' Lily nodded weakly and reached up to put her arms around the boy's shoulders. He smiled into the kiss and ran his hands down her sides to the back of her thighs. She understood immediately and jumped slightly, so he could lift her. He took a step to trap her against the door, their full torsos

pressed together, his hands massaging her shapely arse, his hips pressing into hers. She whimpered at what she could feel grinding into her, and licked into his mouth like a famished woman, earning a slight laugh. Her jeans were beginning to soak through. Remus' mouth was much different to James'; slower, softer, but far more controlled. Lily's heart leapt at the thought of Remus losing that control. She dug her fingers into his shoulders, leaving little crescent moons marked into his skin. Remus let out a hum at the feeling.

Lily heard a sharp gasp, and both she and Remus turned to look at the bed. Sirius was still on his forearms and knees above James, but both were now watching Lily and Remus with heated stares. 'Is this ok, James?' It occurred to her that it might not be, and it seemed to occur to Remus at the same time. He froze his hands and his hips, awaiting an answer.

James looked at Lily, those forest green eyes heavy lidded with lust. He realised he had never loved anyone like he did that girl. Seeing her hiked up against the door by someone else should have enraged him, but seeing her hiked up against the wall by Remus... Another point entirely. Adding the fact that Sirius was currently carding his hands through the straight but endlessly dishevelled hair, lightly scraping his nails against the scalp, and pressing soft kisses to a moulded chest, something inside him snapped.

'Fuck yes, as long as you two come over here.'

Remus turned back to Lily and smiled. He adjusted his grip and walked her over towards the bed. He lowered her gently to the covers, next to James. Her hand found her boyfriends and they hooked their pinky fingers together. The contrast of pale skin against deep brown made Remus smile.

Sirius was still working on those lovely collarbones, he began to plant kisses all the way to the tip of a shoulder closest to Lily, his free hand found her hip and began to work her shirt up. Remus caught on quickly and helped, sliding jumper, shirt and undershirt up and over her head as one. Sirius' lips made the jump from James' shoulder to Lily's, and suddenly there were two mouths on her, two sets of hands. Sirius nipped and licked his way up her neck and jaw to where Remus hadn't paused in his assault on her lips until now. Remus' tender kisses disappeared, and Lily's eyes fluttered open to a beautiful sight. Remus and Sirius were tasting each other above her. Remus straddling her waist and the darker boy leaning over. She watched so intently that she missed the finger unhooking from hers and the bed shifting. She huffed out a breath when she felt warm, strong hands massaging their way up her legs. Deft fingers undid her jeans and shimmied them down her hips.

Remus took a deep breath through his nose as her scent reached him, now unfiltered through denim. He tightened his grip on Sirius' waist, but broke their kiss.

'God, Lily, I-' Another deep inhale, 'You smell so fucking good.' looking up at him, she saw his pupils were blown wide with desire. Sirius grinned at his boyfriend.

'Shall I go and have a taste?' The question was for Lily, a request. She looked up a Sirius' devilish smile and nodded frantically. Someone needed to touch her right now. James was doing an excellent job of teasing, sucking purple marks in to the inside of her thighs. Running his hands across the soft skin leading up to her groin. The bed shifted again and Sirius dropped to his knees with a thud. He peppered kisses up one leg, starting at the ankle, while James tortured the other. Sirius pressed his nose against the lace of her underwear, knowing he wouldn't even get a fraction of what Remus could smell, but enjoying it all the same. Using his teeth surprisingly delicately, he moved the fabric to the side, not bothering to remove the offending garment. James watched in fascination as he licked a thick stripe the length of her vulva. Lily arched her back off the bed, Remus having claimed her mouth with renewed vigor.

James sat back on his heels to watch the scene for a while and palmed himself slowly. This was better than anything he could ever have imagined on his own. He filed each frame away for future

use. His jeans were almost painfully constrictive at this point, so he quietly stood up and pushed them down his legs, shyness all but forgotten. At the sound of the fabric hitting the floor, three faces turned to him. Lily almost couldn't focus on him, her eyes hooded with bliss.

'What would you like, birthday boy?' Remus dismounted the bed and walked towards James. He went to his knees, 'Would you like your cock sucked?' He unashamedly pressed his nose into the space between thigh and achingly hard cock. He inhaled and realised he could get drunk off this scent. Musk and soap and pine and James. As he did before with Sirius, who had returned his attentions to Lily, he mouthed James' cock through his pants, wetting the front further than the already sizeable patch of precome. James threw his head back, mouth open, and let out the first dirty, wanton moan. The sound of it set all of them on fire.

Sirius added a finger to his ministrations and Lily reached down to fist her hands in his long hair. Sirius whimpered, and Lily immediately released, peeking down. The wet tongue disappeared for a moment, before a ragged voice whispered 'Don't you dare let go.' She obediently gripped hard and ground her hips onto his face, eliciting a further dirty whine. James looked down and decided it was unacceptable that Remus was still clothed. Pulling the taller boy up from the floor, he joined their lips while fingers worked feverishly at buttons. The collared shirt was soon joined by grey trousers on the floor, and James walked them both back to the bed, Remus falling on his back when his knees felt mattress.

Lily had began to moan in earnest, breathy gasps of each of their names intermittently, loud throaty whines. Sirius added a second finger, crooked them just right, and suddenly all eyes were on Lily as she pushed Sirius' head away, the sensation becoming too much. Shudders wracked her body as her breathing stuttered. Each of the boys was transfixed for the duration of her orgasm. James leaned over, still straddling Remus' hips and brushed an errant lock of hair from her sweaty forehead. Her lashes fluttered, and she pressed her face into her boyfriends hand. He gave her a tender kiss, almost chaste compared to the vicious, wanting snogging he had been sharing with Remus.

'You're so beautiful Lily, my love. You're so good for us,' James smirked, knowing that what happened next would send Sirius and Remus spare. 'Now, my beautiful, dirty little cock slut, would you like one of us to fuck your throat?'

Remus' mouth fell open, eyes on James. Who knew he would ask that of Lily? Sirius was still as a statue as Lily's eyes flew open. She nodded at James and bit her lip. James glanced at Sirius, 'Go on you lovely whore, suck his cock, but you have to ask nicely.'

Lily propped herself up on her elbows and looked directly down her body to where Sirius was still kneeling on the floor between her legs. Her eyes an endless ocean of green fire, her hair stuck to her forehead and her cheeks rosy. She looked as though she wanted to devour him, and he knew he would have let her.

'Please Sirius, please will you use my mouth as a dirty cock hole?' she smiled innocently, fluttering her lashes. He had to reach in to his trousers and squeeze the base of his shaft to keep from coming untouched. Lily slid further towards the end of the bed, forcing Sirius back from the edge. She languidly lowered herself down to her knees in front of him, sitting on her heels, thighs spread wide open, hands splayed out on the soft skin there. James and Remus sat up to get a better look. Remus threaded an arm around James to keep him steady, or perhaps to keep himself steady from the onslaught of filth leaving her mouth.

Sirius stood, a shaky hand on James' shoulder for support. She started talking again, 'Sirius, please can I suck your cock? Please... Padfoot?' Sirius had to renew his grip on James to stay upright. His nickname, previously only used by Moony and Prongs sounded absurdly erotic in her mouth. 'Sirius my love, she's asking so nicely. How can you leave her bereft like that?' Remus' voice was

teasing and light, but had a hint of reverence for this unexpected turn of events. He desperately wanted to see Sirius have Lily this way. It had been a long time fantasy of Sirius' he knew. James was in the same position, and began to rock his hips, desperate to have friction. He rocked directly into Moony's cock and both boys let out a low groan.

Sirius stepped to her and caressed the side of her face. She gently leaned forward, as though trying not to scare a wild animal, and undid both the button of his trousers and the zipper with her teeth, her hands still glued to her thighs. She wriggled the fabric down until he stepped out. She gently nipped the skin above the waistband of his pants before catching it in her teeth and pulling them off. Sirius' cock flicked back upwards to his stomach with a slap, and Lily's eyes widened. So did James'. Sirius' cock was picturesque, perfect length, perfect girth, a perfect vein running up the underside. Lily's mouth began to water. James rolled his hips again. Remus wordlessly and wandlessly cast a vanishing spell - he had been practicing for weeks. James gasped as his pants disappeared, suddenly feeling skin to skin contact on his engorged cock. He crashed his mouth against Remus'.

Lily took her time, looking up at Sirius all the while. She licked a broad stripe up the underside, base to tip, her tongue lingering at the frenulum making his legs twitch. He pulled back, walked around Lily and sat on the bed for fear of losing consciousness. Between Prongs and Moony rutting against each other and making despicable noises, and Lily looking at him like that, it was a distinct possibility. Lily spun around and took the head in her mouth. Not sucking, but gently swirling her tongue around the sensitive glans. Saliva dribbled from the corner of her lips and without a second thought, she sunk down on to Sirius' cock, swallowing around him and pressing her nose into the soft patch of hair. Sirius collapsed onto his back, panting while Lily got to work.

'Moony,' came a whine, 'I want- I want more.' James panted into Remus' mouth and felt a smile grow. He heard a whoosh, and the "joke" bottle of lube came flying to Remus' outstretched hand. Remus pulled back, the cool air hitting their bared chests for the first time in a while. 'How do you want to do this, Prongs?' It was a quiet request, but would require an answer. James idly reached over and caressed Padfoot's side, leaving goosebumps in his wake. James bit his lip.

'I want-' he faltered. Moony reached up and tilted his chin down, gazing reassuringly.

'I'd like to be fucked.' Moony's smile grew wicked, and he crashed their mouths together again. James heard the pop of a cap, and there were cold, wet fingers at his puckered entrance. He clenched unconsciously. Straddling Moony gave him easy access it seemed.

'You haven't done this before?' James shook his head

'Use your words.' A demand, not a request.

'Lily and I have- Well sometimes. But never more than one.'

'If you get too uncomfortable, we stop, understand?'

James nodded, and quickly corrected himself: 'Yes.'

'Take a deep breath and relax,' whispered in his ear.

One of the probing fingers eased it's way inside, stretching and coating the area in lube. James began to breathe slowly and deeply, draping himself over Remus' shoulder, watching Sirius come undone. Remus' other hand stroked gently up and down his ribs, massaging his cheeks, tracing his spine.

Sirius had his hand still firmly wrapped at the base of his cock, if not for that, he would be lost already. Lily was a demon, using hands and mouth in equal measure. His breath was coming in fits and starts. She reached a hand down and cupped his balls, gently massaging them, before her fingers travelled backwards further, pressing on his perenium and not letting up when he began to writhe and whimper.

James and Remus watched, keeping up their lazy pace of rocking, James slowly being opened up.

Sirius felt the whoosh and tingle of a spell and his head shot up. Lily gently let go of his cock and swallowed. She trailed a newly wet finger from his balls over his taint, eyeing him questioningly. 'Can I finger you, Padfoot?' she pressed open mouthed kisses along his shaft. Still she maintained their eye contact. His brain was stuck on the image, he felt her finger circling his hole, the wet becoming warmer as she worked it into his skin. He nodded at her, but she echoed Remus.

'Use your words.'

Sirius' head fell back to the bed, James still stroking his chest.

'Yes, please.' he whispered. She began to apply gentle pressure to the pucker, Sirius took a deep breath and consciously relaxed, allowing her slim finger inside. She began to gently stroke his walls, searching. She put his cock in her mouth again, slowly beginning to suck.

Sirius let go of the base, only to have his hand replaced by her smaller one. He went to bat it away, but James held his wrist.

'Padfoot, trust me, you'll like it.' James crooned lazily, tweaking a nipple. Sirius looked down and regretted it, the sight of Lily, and the feeling of her probing digit were too much. She repeated his action from earlier, crooking her clever finger and found what she was looking for. Her lips covered in saliva, bobbing on his cock and maintaining eye contact, along with his prostate being massaged, tipped him over the edge. Fire coiled in his stomach, tingles chased each other up and down his legs, his belly twitched, his hands now buried in Lily's hair. She didn't slow, she didn't soften, she didn't look away. He panted raggedly and moaned deep in his chest as the feeling took its time passing through him, leaving him shaking and weak. Once the feeling was gone completely, Lily crawled up beside him, stroking his chest. Sirius looked down again and saw that he had had a dry orgasm.

'Your dirty fucking mouth is incredible,' he murmured, 'I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk.' A promise. Lily lowered her mouth to his ear.

'I'd rather watch you fuck James.'

James heard his name whispered and looked over to see two blissful faces, staring at him in anticipation. He was beginning to feel like a cut of meat, and he liked it. He gasped a little with each addition, but Remus had ever so gently eased three fingers into his arse. The burn felt good, and he didn't want it to end, but he was suddenly empty. He whined.

'Are you ready, pet?' came a gentle whisper.

'Yeah.'

Moony rose and put James on his back, his head and arse both hanging from either side of the single bed. Sirius stood by his head, and Remus held his legs in the air. Lily came to his side, caressing, kissing, touching everything she could. The pop of the cap was heard twice more as James lazily snogged Lily. She kissed down his neck and took a small, taut black-coffee-coloured nipple in her mouth, sucking and nibbling. James looked up at Sirius, marvelling at his beautiful cock when he felt Remus press against his arse. He took a deep steadying breath, using Lily as an anchor, and nodded, opening his mouth. Sirius gently slid in to the hot, wet heat of James' mouth. He didn't push too far yet, letting James acclimatise to the push and pull, the rhythm of breathing. Remus began to push in as well. James realised he hadn't actually looked at Moony's cock this whole time, and he realised why that may have been a mistake.

Lily gave a small gasp as she noted the girth of Moony's cock. She had a desire to suck something, anything, so she gently got to work on her boyfriend. She had the perfect vantage point to watch him be defiled and filled. James understood now why he had spent so much time preparing him. There would have been no way otherwise. Moony and Padfoot began to move faster, and James felt as though he was coming apart at the seams. Lily cupped his aching balls and caressed them, while swallowing him down at an agonisingly slow pace. He focussed on his breathing, getting used to the feeling. He reached one hand down into Lily's hair, and the other up to the back of Sirius' thigh,

holding on for dear life. He felt as though he were flying. He felt loved and used all at once. He felt whole.

Moony adjusted his angle and spark exploded in James' brain. He choked around Sirius' cock but no one stopped. James opened his eyes, tears streaming. Padfoot and Moony were snogging above him, and it was, potentially the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Lily's mouth disappeared momentarily, but she straddled his hips, facing Remus. Sirius began to pant again, stroking James' jaw and neck with both hands.

Lily reached below herself, and slowly guided James' cock into her still dripping wet folds. She felt his hands come to rest on her hips and steadied herself with her hands on Remus' waist. He smiled at her like she was the most delicious meal on earth before leaning forward to kiss her. Between both of them fucking James, it was a clumsy kiss, but Lily moaned into it just the same.

His hips twitched, and Lily knew James was close. She broke away from Remus and warned the other two, before picking up the pace of her hips. James ascended - he wasn't on earth, he was in heaven, every sensation ripping at his nerves, demanding his attention. His breathing started to stutter, but at that moment Sirius pulled out and finished with a groan over his neck and chest. He knelt, chest heaving, to whisper dirty things in James' ear. Lily and Remus continued until a roar was forced from James' wrecked throat, his whole body tensing and going limp. Lily continued to ride him throughout his orgasm, the oversensitivity prolonging his pleasure. He knew his grip on her hips would leave tiny bruises. She gently eased herself off his cock, remaining straddled over his waist, snogging Remus.

The final spasms of James' body set Moony off, and he let out an animalistic sound into Lily's mouth. He shook from head to toe, wrapping his arms around her waist and squeezing until she struggled to breathe. James whimpered again at the feeling of Moony's girthy cock twitching and filling him, and Padfoot leaned down to snog him gently. Remus tipped his head back and Lily used their position to lick and suck her way up his neck, feeling each of his ragged breaths.

Remus finally pulled out, leaving James feeling empty and cold. Lily rolled off his waist and collapsed on the bed. Sirius moved to lie next to her. The four of them, breathing hard, took a moment to process what just happened.

Calming but still filthy and sweaty, Lily was the first to rise. She found her wand in her jeans in the floor. Being the most proficient at charms, she cleaned them up one by one with a mumble and a flick of her wrist before collapsing on the bed next to Sirius, who had taken her spot next to James. They all lay in a row, legs dangling off the bed. Sirius started it, but soon the four of them were giggling breathlessly at the ridiculous picture they must have made.

'Who knew Evans was such a filth spewing little tart?' Sirius giggled.

'Me, I knew,' noted James, raising his hand. Lily smiled shyly at this and rolled to her side to face the boys, noting Remus had done the same on the other end.

'Happy Birthday my love,' she reached over and stroked James' face. He caught her hand and pressed his cheek into it.

'I think this might be the best birthday I've ever had or will ever have, but I... Is this a one time thing?' His voice almost timid.

Sirius piped up first, loudly, 'Absolutely fucking not, I promised to fuck Evans legless and I fully intend to do so!' James and Remus chuckled, Lily pressed a kiss to his full lips. James looked at Remus.

'No Prongs, I don't think this is a one time thing.'