A/N:
Mild imagery in this one, and major embarrassment, but it's all in good fun. This is actually sort of humorous.
Summary: So Wrong, It's Right: A collection of Lily/James drabbles, based on the album by All Time Low.
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
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Song:
HOLLY (WOULD YOU TURN ME ON?)
::All Time Low::
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James smiles as he thinks to himself, lying down on the couch and daydreaming about Lily Evans.
His friends say he's hopeless. He knows that he's not. She's going to give up and give in some day.
In his mind's eye, he's running his hands down her back. Her eyes are wide and shining, like a doe caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. Their mouths are moving in synchronization, each kiss flowing into the next. She's desperately biting his lip in her urge; he opens his mouth, and the taste of her, Lily Evans, makes his very soul rumble with pleasure. A moan escapes from him as she slowly traces small circles on the nape of his neck and as she clings onto his shoulders.
He lets her up for air, but doesn't move his mouth from her body. Instead, he slowly kisses down her neck, every now and then lingering a little bit with his tongue. It drives her crazy. Her body is convulsing in want, in passion, and he desperately wants to just throw her on the couch and get it over with. The tension is increasing as his mouth descends lower from her neck, and...
"James? What the hell are you doing?"
His eyes snap open in surprise. He finds that his back is arched slightly from his dreamt-up visions and that he is very, very unnecessarily turned on. He feels his face flush immediately and shoots up into an upright sitting position, hugging a pillow to hide himself from the newcomer in the room.
Lily Evans smirks at him, her perfect lips trembling as if she wants to give in to a laugh.
"I'm...just going to go now," a mortified James says as he takes the pillow and races up the stairs.
He can hear her chuckling softly as he closes his door. Despite his embarrassment, he smiles to himself.
She is going to give in one day, despite all the times she says she won't. He knows that he'll soon have her.
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Wow. Now that's what I call embarrassing.
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