"Levicorpus!" James shouted, pointing his wand at his girlfriend.
"James!" Huffed a very irritated Lily. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Just let me try something." Muttered James and he swooped down to plant a rather awkward kiss on Lily's lips.
"Are you done yet?"
"Not quite, love." James spun around and arranged himself so his back was facing Lily's own.
"I can hear you, you know." Sighed Lily. "Can you just tell me what is going on?"
"Hang on!" James managed as he pulled off his right sock, the last item of clothing to touch his skin. "Now, take of your clothes."
Lily blushed. "Twat." She teased.
"Pleeease, Lilycakes?" James would get on his knees to enhance the desperation of his begging, but that would defeat the idea.
"Please don't call me that ever again." Laughed Lily. "Why am I meant to be getting naked now of all times?"
"For the 96 position." Explained James in a rather matter of fact tone. "We stand like this naked back to back."
"You're a moron." Lily rolled her eyes as he began to shuffle out of her tee shirt and jeans. With great difficulty, seeing as she was upside down.
"Love you too." Lily smiled.
"I need a hand here." Said Lily, in a tangle with one bra strap wrapped around her wrist and her jeans showing no signs of letting go of her legs. James helped her out of the mess briefly, and threw her clothes next to his on his four poster bed.
James turned back around once Lily was undressed, however. Begrudgingly though, don't forget that.
"Perfect." James's voice had a certain charm to it, as if sounds could smile.
"How long do we have to be like this?" Asked Lily. "I'm cold."
"Twenty minutes I reckon." Shrugged James.
"Then regular sex?"
"Then regular sex." Agreed James.
See! Seeeee? Geddit? 69 being... yeah and 96 being the opposite of that?
I was thinking of writing something smutty for this.
Then I remembered that I can't write smut and that I wanted to keep this family friendly.
I shot that horse dead when I said 'fuck' here like 12 times.