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Cruel Summer

James walked
cautiously through the Portrait door as it swung open for him, and he stepped
inside the large Common Room. Truthfully, he didn�t really know what to expect;
he�d never really been around a girl when something like this had happened, and
he didn�t really know much about the whole comforting thing. But he knew he had
to at least try; he didn�t want Lily to be upset over a stupid idiot like that,
and she had every right to do what she did. Anger had bubbled through him at
the thought of what Matt had done to her, but he had to quash those thoughts
for the time being and worry, now, about the girl he loved.
Genuinely
expecting her to be in her room, door locked and telling him to �sod off� when
he called her, he was surprised to find her sitting on the sofa in front of the
fire. She had slipped her shoes off, tucked her legs under herself and rested
her head on a large cushion on the back of the large settee. She looked so
vulnerable; all curled up and gazing into the flames that licked their way up
the large chimney.
James just
watched her silently for a few minutes, noticing the shallow rise and fall of
her chest, and he knew, that if he tilted her face up to meet his now, he would
see the silent tears making their way down her soft cheeks.
�Lily?� he
said softly, and he watched her shift slightly against the cushions.
�J-just leave
me alone for a bit, please James.�
He noticed
that her voice was slightly husky from either the shouting or the crying, and
James was sure that it was the latter.
�Please don�t
push me away Lil�,� he pleaded gently, he didn�t know
what he would do if she didn�t want to be around him either�he didn�t want to
think about it.
Hearing a
small sob escape her throat, he moved quietly to the
sofa. The subtle light of the fire cast over her skin, he noticed, making it
glow slightly and causing the moisture on her cheeks to sparkle softly under
it. Not really knowing otherwise what to do, he slowly lowered himself onto the
cushions next to her.
What am I
going to do now? Sit here like an idiot?
�No�do
something!� his mind answered.
Oh? Like
what?
�I don�t
know�anything that will make her feel better, I guess.�
Ugh�thanks
for the �help��
He moved
closer to her, feeling her tense up slightly as she sensed his movement. He
didn�t want to hurt her, he wanted to comfort her�somehow�and yet, he didn�t
really know if he was doing something wrong or not.
James reached
his right hand out and took hold of hers, which lay carelessly on top of the
cushion. Not hearing her protestations, he turned it over and stroked small
circles into her palm.
Lily�s breath
caught slightly as she felt him clutch her hand and rub the palm; it was oddly
soothing and she felt her eyelids close briefly at the contact. Again she
sensed his movement and fought the urge to jump quickly when she realised his
other hand was playing gently with the curls by the side of her face. The Head
Girl couldn�t resist looking up at him; her wet, emerald eyes searching his for
a second as he slid his fingers deeper into the locks of auburn hair.
�Please don�t
cry over him,� he asked, his voice sounding suddenly an octave lower than
usual, �he�s not worth it.�
Lily�s eyes
flickered back to the embroidery on the red cushion, and she nodded her head,
sniffing quietly.
�I know.�
James felt
like he could run his fingers through her hair forever; clutching the thick
locks and twining it in his hands. The curls luscious and soft against his
skin, as he kissed her maybe�
Shut up
now! She needs you! Stop thinking with your dick!
Lily looked up
into his face again and smiled weakly, ��sorry for being stupid��
�You�re not
being stupid�you�re just upset at the mome��
�No,� she
stopped him, and continued quietly, �for not believing you at the beginning�I-I
thought you and Sirius were just doing it to annoy me�or that maybe you were
jealous�but I was being stupid, I was blinkered into thinking that he was right
for me and�I�m sorry.�
James smiled
gently, caressing the side of her face and answered, �Lil�you�re
not stupid, you never have been�Reede was a mistake,
you deal and move on�you know?�
Lily studied
the boy in front of her. He was so gorgeous�too gorgeous really; his messy
black hair fell in front of his deep cerulean eyes and it was all she could do
but not gasp as she felt the intensity of them on her. Her gaze flicked down to
his lips and she tore her eyes away from his face, and pulled his hand out of
her hair, which had moved to the nape of her neck at that point.
James frowned
at the change across her face and pulled away from her slightly, �Lily, what�s
the ma��
�What�s the
matter?� she asked him incredulously � and in a slight hysterical tone, he
noticed, �The matter is that I just broke up with my boyfriend about�hmm, 10
minutes ago and now I�m feeling totally caught up on you�and I don�t think I
can take all of this�I think I�m going insane��
The Head Boy
missed the rest of the statement after the �totally caught up on you� part, and
had to mentally shake himself to let his brain take in the rest. He glanced at
Lily, who, he then realised, had stood up while he had his little �motionless
episode�.
Standing back
up fast, James realised that the tears were freely spilling down her cheeks
now, and from her little declaration, he was a bit disorientated to really know
what to do then.
�Please
James,� she pleaded to him, bringing him back quickly to the situation in hand,
�just�just leave me alone okay?�
Seeing her
turn around to walk to her room, he grasped her arm firmly, making her stop
fast. Her arm felt delicate under his grip, he noted subconsciously as he
pulled her back to face him.
�I asked you
not to push me away Lil�,� he said calmly, sliding
his hands tenderly up her bare skin to her shoulders, �please don�t�I need you
to know that�I�m not like him�please don�t think that I am��
Lily looked up
at him, her eyes wide in a startled expression. She grasped his hand, which had
roamed to the silky skin at her neck, and squeezed it subconsciously, more
tears spilling down her cheeks.
�I don�t,
James,� she whispered, her hand running down and gripping his forearm, �I could
never�you�re too different to him to even consider it�with you�it�s just so��
Lily stopped
to close her eyes at her thoughts and let a small sigh escape her lips. The
Head Boy was faintly aware of the girl in his arms moving closer towards him,
he could feel her warmth radiating through the dress he had bought her, and
wanted desperately to press it against him. His eyes searched her face as she
opened her eyes to him, and his gaze darted down to her slightly parted lips.
James could feel her chest rising and falling; just brushing his, and he
slipped his hand down to her waist.
Lily shivered
from his hand, as it slid slowly from her neck, down her front and to her
waist, creating a tingling feeling wherever his fingers brushed. She leant into
the caress, letting another little sigh escape, and the thought of him
actually doing this was making her mind reel with incoherent emotions. The
intensity of the small touch was unbelievable, it was as if the sensitivity of
her skin had increased, making her aware of the slightest thing he did�even
through the fabric of The Dress.
�I�m sorry
about what he did Lily,� James whispered, involuntarily moving into her, �but
he will end up regretting it.�
Lily took in
his statement and couldn�t help thinking that James was going to do something
to the Ravenclaw Chaser�which she wasn�t entirely
ungrateful for, but she didn�t like the thought of something happening to James
that was attributable to her.
Time iced over
for them as the Head Boy felt her small hand slip up his arm softly, over his
shoulder and neck, to graze her fingers gently across his cheek. Her eyes were
hazy and gentle, yet he felt a fresh, stimulating intensity in those endless
emeralds.
He wanted to
tell her he loved her�wanted to say that he wanted her and couldn�t stand not
having her next to him�near him�pressed against and surrounding him�he wanted
to tell her everything, but his mouth seemed to suddenly go dry as she smiled
at him. That little half-smile that seemed more dazzling
every time she made it, and he just wanted to press his lips against it and
never let her go.
God James,
you�re being such a slushy twat�you�re soon gonna
start writing a sonnet and declaring how sunsets make you cry!
James looked
back at the girl in his arms, and knew that he didn�t care how he was being as
long as she was there. She was there with him�just him�and he knew, as
they both stated to close the gap between their faces, he would never let her
go.
Never.

*****************************

�Are you sure
you�re okay?�
Amiya glared at the Marauder as they walked down the long hall, very
much annoyed now due to his constant pestering of her welfare. After the
Entrance Hall started to empty of the students that were watching the little
Matt/Lily/Amiya charade, Sirius had insisted on
escorting her back to the Slytherin Dungeons. She
felt perfectly fine apart from a little stinging in her right cheek, which the
Marauder was adamant that it needed his special attention.
�I�m fine
Sirius,� she answered him firmly, �I half-expected him to do something like
this.�
He frowned,
then - equally as firm - added, �I still need to make sure you�re ok.�
The Slytherin rolled her eyes and smiled at him. Even though
the topic for her mission he had set her was a little dodgy, he was still being
quite sweet.
I�ve never
seen him like this really�maybe he feels guilty�doubtful, very doubtful�
She snuck a
glance at him, from out of a curtain of dusky eyelashes, �Are you okay?�
He snapped his
attention to her question, and grinned impishly, �Course!�
Sirius took
her slight wrist in his hand, lifting it to his lips and kissing the delicate
skin tenderly, his black eyes dancing with mischief. Amiya
laughed genially and pulled her hand away from his mouth, causing him to
protest half-heartedly.
�Sirius Black,
if y��
But she was
quickly cut off as the wayward Marauder grabbed her confidently, twisting her
around him and pushing her firmly against the cold dungeon wall, her wrists
pinned securely above her head.
What the�
�You weren�t
co-operating,� he grinned, pressing her body against the wall with his, �so I
decided to use force��
Amiya raised a thin black eyebrow, and tried to squirm free, but he
smirked again at her useless attempts; holding her stead-fast. She looked up at
him hard; her ebony eyes glittering like chipped gems, but the look just made
Sirius� smile wider, and he leant down, pressing his forehead against hers.
�I�m sorry for
making you do that,� he said softly after a pause, �it wasn�t fair me asking it
of you.�
He felt the
frown of her face on his, and he knew that she was wondering why the hell he
had said that. Her gaze dropped from his and she looked downwards, shrugging
her shoulders the best way she could with her arms pinned.
Sirius felt
the short breath against his lips as he moved to hold both of her wrists in one
hand, then moving the other down her silky hair to stroke the soft, milky skin
of her face. He could touch her skin forever, he decided, it was so smooth
beneath his fingertips, and he knew it tasted sweet and fresh. His eyes slid
slowly to meet hers again, and then glanced at her lips�moving swiftly in to
capture them.
The feeling of
his lips on hers was always amazing; every time it happened it would shock her
and hit her off guard, causing her mind to clench then untangle in a flurry of
different sensations. Every time it was different�every time it was incredible.
Needing for it
to deepen, Sirius parted his lips and traced her bottom lip with his tongue.
Eagerly, the Slytherin parted her own lips slightly,
allowing the Marauder to slip further�tasting her further.
Amiya let a soft breathy moan escape her throat as his tongue touched
hers, playfully teasing then deepening when she was not expecting it. The heady
emotions started to build again as he swallowed little whimpers that she made,
trying to urge him on. Releasing her wrists slowly, Sirius slid a hand down her
arm, and then back up entwining his fingers into hers, she gripped his shoulder
with her free hand, pushing it up to his neck and pressing his lips harder
against hers.
Finesse was
swept swiftly away as the raw need took over, turning the kiss into a ravage
act of teeth and tongue and hands moving everywhere�sliding over their bodies
and letting sharper gasps of breath to escape.
�Please Amiya�� Sirius managed to choke out as she trailed hot,
hard kisses across his jaw and down his neck, �God�I need this��
Sirius could
feel his arousal pushing selfishly against the unyielding material of his
trousers, he wanted desperately to press it against her and let the ache
diminish. But with her taut body moving against him like it was doing now, it
was getting harder to control those desires that flared inside him � mainly in
the groin area. He could feel her hand sliding and his conscious slipping as
she pulled his shirt open with her free hand.
Vaguely aware
of where they were as her kisses fluttered over his chest, Sirius pushed his
hand deep into her thick black locks and pulled her head back harshly, tearing
her swollen lips away from his skin and holding her there as they panted,
trying to re-gather their breath.
�Not here,�
the Marauder managed to rasp out as Amiya watched him
hotly through her lashes, eyes flaming.
He felt the
longing of tearing the elegant, black dress from her lithe body, the sheer
material shredding under his fingers like a delicate spiders-web, defenceless
and fragile to his merciless ardour. He found himself pulling her towards where
he knew the entrance to the Slytherin Common Room
was, and assuring that Amiya said the password
quickly so that they could enter and finish exactly what they had started.
The entrance
door to the Common Room closed behind them and Amiya
pulled the Marauder towards the 7th Year girl dormitories avoiding the knowing
stares of some of Slytherin House, who were still up
at that hour. The black haired girl pushed the heavy oak door open to reveal
the large, empty dormitory and they stepped slowly inside. Sirius paused as Amiya took a couple of steps then turned back to face him,
about two metres distance between them. Their eyes met again and a mischievous
little grin slid over the Slytherins features as she
stepped forward slightly.
�So�? What d��
But she was
cut off as Sirius moved towards her, a frown over his face. He lifted his hand
up to her and turned her face to the left so he could examine the bruise that
was now forming avidly on her ivory skin. Her breath hitched in her throat as
he slowly leant forward and softly pressed a kiss against it, and she could feel
his fingers somewhere in the hair at the base of her neck, making her shiver
deliciously.
Amiya turned her face back to meet his and she looked up at him,
somewhat shyly, through her lashes.
�Where�s your
wand?� the Marauder asked quietly.
The Slytherin stayed silent as she walked over to what was
presumably her bed, and picked up the thin black wand, which lay on her bedside
table in a pretty velvet box. Sirius walked closer as she held it out to him,
and took it courteously from her outstretched hand. Amiya
watched the Marauder as he turned it over in his fingers, and glancing back up
to the Slytherin girl.
�What do you
need it for?�
Sirius looked
back at her, a pause following her question, until he answered a few moments
later, �For you.�
Frowning, she asked,
�For me? Why?�
Silence
followed after, and the Marauder stepped in front of her, brushing her hair
away from her face to reveal the bruise that was slowly becoming more visible. Amiya didn�t exactly know what to do�she wasn�t really used
to Sirius Black being unusually quiet, and it made her feel slightly uneasy not
to know what he was really thinking. It came as a further shock when he raised
the wand sharply to her face, causing a gasp to escape her throat.
�Restorautus.�
Not realising
that she�d clamped her eyes shut, they flew open from the tingling warmth that
spread over her cheek. Sirius looked at her as she looked at him, and their
gazes met and held for a few moments.
Lifting her
hand up to touch her cheek, she asked, �What did you do�?�
�Just a
spell,� he said softly, �the bruise is gone now.�
Before Amiya had time to think let alone thank him, he moved into
her and, with his thumb, caressed the place where the bruise had been, then
gently lowering a kiss to that same spot. The Marauder shifted slightly and
brought his lips just at the corner of her mouth, softly coaxing a response
from her. She reacted just about immediately and raised her face up to meet
his. Black met black for a split-second before they closed their eyes, and
wrapped their arms around each other; fingers sliding on their own accord.
Sipping her hands up to the nape of his neck, she pulled him down to her more
and backed onto her bed. She felt him move down with her and kneel over her
thighs, their lips still locked in a ferocious kiss.
The need for
breath developed, making them pull away from each other and suck in oxygen in
small pants. Looking up at the Marauder, who was gazing down at her, his hair
falling forward and just brushing the skin of her shoulders, Amiya edged backwards from under him, towards the pillows
and rested her head on their softness as she met his stare again.
Sirius watched
as she moved away from him, pressing her head into the downy pillows. He was
amazed by her; her long, silky hair splayed against the smooth sheets; her eyes
heavy and intense as she watched him intently.
�Amiya�� he whispered as he moved towards her, sliding a
knee between hers, and then pressing his body against her.
The contact
between their bodies was incredible, and Sirius could feel his restraint
definitely slipping this time. She felt too good underneath him and pressed
against him�but he needed more of it�he needed more of her�
The Marauder
pressed another fierce kiss against her lips, pressing her deeper into the
mattress. He could hear the soft moans and whimpers that rolled from her
throat, and as she gasped his name when his hand traced down her body, his mind
gave way to reason and left a void of rational thought.
Everything was
not how he had expected it to turn out. But Sirius thought, as he started to
pull the soft, black fabric away from her body, that
nothing really ever is.

**************************

Time had
fallen away.
It was just an
abyss of nothingness�except for him�and for her�there together.
�together...this
is surely a dream right�?
Her lips were
soft and pliant as he manipulated them�her taste exquisite and fresh�and her
small, delicate hands demanding as she gripped his shoulders tightly.
�a very
cruel dream�
James had
twined his fingers into the deep red locks at the nape of her neck and was
slowly kissing her�soft yet passionate�everyway he�d wanted to kiss her in the
past few months, he did, and it was one of the best things he had ever felt in
his life.
This is
it�this is how it should be�how it always should be�I should always be kissing
her�
His skin was
on fire with the need to have her, not just in the physical sense � even though
he did like the sound of that � but in a way that she was his, and nothing no
matter what could come between them. The Head Boy didn�t know what to do; he
wanted to kiss her and touch her, but he also just wanted to hold her, making
sure that she was there. He felt choked with the emotions he felt�everything at
once, yet all different and coming from different directions. It was as if he
was standing in the middle of a firework display and they were all aimed at
him.
But Lily was
here�she was�she was there with him and there was no one else at
all that could change that. Thinking about this, James deepened the kiss more,
and his hands became near frantic to be everywhere on her. He could feel her
body heat against his and desperation took over to be as close to it as
possible, the material under his fingers was too restricting and obscured his
ability of fully making her his.
God, I want
her so much�
Lily felt his
hands roaming restlessly against the silky material of The Dress as he kissed
her deeper, pressing into her. She seriously couldn�t quite believe that this
was in fact real, and that they were actually doing this. It felt wonderful�and
she could now pour out all the feelings that she felt for him without being
reprimanded by her mind in some way. She was easily and willingly getting lost
in his kisses, and all she felt was bliss.
This is
right�it feels so good, it has to be�
The kisses
were hot and needy, and as fiery and heated as one of their many fights, they
seemed to vent the same amount of passion into the simple kiss as they did when
they argued.
Lily pulled
back gasping, and James watched her in a hazy, drugged-like state, his hands
still on and around her. He lifted a hand and pushed some of her hair back away
from her face, and she her eyes fluttered closed at the simple contact.
This was what
she had been looking for�he was what she had been looking for�she knew that
now�she knew that he was who she wanted�it was obvious from the start�the heat,
the chemistry between them was unguarded and reckless, yet Lily was aware that
this felt a lot more stable than anything else she�d ever experienced before.
Looking back
up at him, their eyes met again and she knew exactly what she wanted to do. The
feelings and emotions that she could see swimming around in the depth of his
eyes were mutual for her. She felt the same and she wanted him just as he
wanted her, it was no different.
�James,� she
whispered, pulling slightly out of his arms, and then resting her fingers just
at the top of his shirt.
Lily touched a
finger to the opening of the material and drew her fingernails gently across
his exposed skin; their converging gazes overwhelming them both. She slid her
hands down to his suit jacket and ran her fingers along the edge. James didn�t
fully acknowledge what she was doing until she pushed the offending material
over his shoulders, and it dropped to the floor behind him. The Head Boy
grabbed her wrists firmly; stopping her movements from progressing to undoing
the buttons that she was so deftly working on now.
�Lily��
But she cut
him off quickly, �James�I want this�I do�I want you�please, I
need you so much��
James
seriously had to stop to control himself after her statement, and the only way
that that could have been recognised was by the hard swallow he took.
�Look�� he
started, trying to think of words that wouldn�t sound either stupid or corny,
�you�ve been through a lot tonight�I-I wouldn�t want to go through with
something�t-that you may regret later, you know?�
Lily looked at
him and smiled slightly, then moving into him and pressing her lips softly
against the gentle curve of his neck. Shifting her left hand up his front,
around his neck and into the hair at the nape, she turned his head slowly
around to her; their lips again millimetres away.
�Stop thinking
James�� she whispered, her eyes dragging up to his, �Stop thinking, and just
touch me��
The need to taste
her again became too extreme, and the way her lips just hovered right near his
was quickly driving him insane. The only thought that entered his mind was
bringing them back together and ending the torment. Pushing his hand up to the
back of her head, he held her in place as he pressed kisses against her pliant
lips. James could feel time sliding and melting again, but this time the hard
dose of lust and love that was thrown in was making him crave more�more of her.
Her small
hands flew up to the few buttons that were undone on his shirt; hastening in
removing the lot this time without any interruptions. Pulling the last button
away from its hole, she pulled the shirt open then slid her hands over the
firm, Quidditch trained body in front of her, and up
around his neck; pulling him deeper into her.
Flashes of
seeing his body exposed and on the brink of rapture in her guest room came back
to her, and she remembered thinking how gorgeous he was then�writhing against
the innocent cream bed sheets her mother had insisted on using for his
stopover�and all she had felt was wanting him�desperately�
God�I still
want him�so much� it�s like I can�t breathe�
�James�� she
whimpered, as he clutched her; hands now gripping the small of her back and
holding her against his chest.
Did she
realise what she was doing to him? Did she realise what effect her moaning his
name into his ear had on him at all? Her fingers digging into his shoulders as
she arched back into him? God, if she didn�t�she was soon going to�
�Lily�please��
He knew he was
probably pawing, but he couldn�t stop touching her. Earlier tonight he thought
that dress was a god send�now, it was an inconvenience that should just be
gotten rid of.
Pulling away
from her lips, he trailed tiny kisses down her neck to her shoulder, making her
gasp from the delicious sensation. He ran his hands up her arms where they
seized his shoulders, bringing them away from his skin, and twining his fingers
into hers. The odd contact brought her to open her eyes; not knowing she had clenched
them shut in the first place, and look at him.
The expression
on his face was sensuous and enthralling, and Lily felt her heart jump as he
turned around, holding her hand, and leading her towards his room. His eyes
were dark and lust filled as he turned and brought his hand up to his grinning
mouth, kissing it softly. Lowering her hand, James opened the door to the Head
Boys bedroom, and motioned for her to go through. Lily stepped inside the large
room that was similar to her own except for the boyish differences, and gazed
around until her eyes fell on him again.
James was the
epitome of sexiness as the light from the constantly-burning candles cast a
delicate light over the room, creating dusky shadows in all the right places,
and catching his dark features with their intimate closeness. Lily�s breath
hitched as he stepped towards her, his fingers tracing the delicate skin of her
shoulders and collarbone.
�You have no
idea how long I�ve wanted you,� he breathed, his eyes searching hers, �so desperately��
Lily couldn�t
say anything; she wanted to tell him that she had loved him ever since the
summer they had spent together, but the words wouldn�t form on her lips.
But he will
know�
She paused for
a second before taking his hands away from her and turning around slowly so
that her back was facing him. Lily pulled her hair out of the way and over her
shoulder as she looked back at him.
�Could you
unzip me please?�
Oh. My. God.
Swallowing,
James answered, �S-Sure.�
With trembling
hands the Head Boy reached up to the zip, his eyes sweeping over the smooth,
flawless skin of her back, and then down to his fingers to unzip the silky,
green material. His skin brushed hers as he gradually unfastened the dress
before him, receiving delectable shocks where they touched. Her skin was so
sinuous and downy; he felt a significant tug in the bottom of his stomach and
subconsciously panted slightly from the arousing picture he was slowly
unwrapping.
Lily felt his
warm hands reach the bottom of the zip, and turned back around, holding The
Dress up, above her chest and revealing nothing to him. She noticed that he was
breathing slightly irregularly, and a rush of warmth spread through her with
the thought that she could do that to him. Her gaze flickered to the belt on his
trousers, and then back to his face; a slight flush of need spreading over her
cheeks.
Stepping
forward with one hand holding up her dress, she stepped forward and placed her
hand gently on the fastening of the belt and sliding it carefully though the loop.
James grabbed
her bare shoulders as she pulled the belt open and slid the zip down on his
trousers. It felt so unreal, like a very vivid dream maybe. But he knew, as she
pushed the loose trousers over his hips, and he stepped out of them, that this
was definitely not a dream.
�James�� she
sighed, her fingers just brushing over the fabric of his boxer shorts,
�please�show me�I want you�I-I don�t��
�Lily,� he
said softly, a tremor in his voice, �are you totally sure about this, I mean��
But he was cut
of as she threw caution to the wind and gripped him gently in her hand,
answering, �I�m sure.�
�Unh�Lil�please,� he whimpered, clenching his eyes shut as she
caressed him through his boxers.
Lily knew she
could make this better than it was, and pulled her hand away quickly to back
him down onto his bed. The loss of contact made him protest weakly, but the
anticipation grew as he felt the cool sheets brush his legs before he tumbled
down onto their rich softness. Lily, careful to not let the garment fall, moved
onto the bed beside him and moved her hand down inside the open shirt, then
down further to the significant swell in his boxers. Touching her fingers to
the material, she pushed her hand underneath the fabric, delighting in the fact
that he grew harder under her delicate administrations.
�God, Lily please��
She glanced up
to his face and saw a look of pained anguish across his dark features. His
hair, more unruly now than ever due to the constant writhing against the
covers; his cheeks flushed, the rouge tint adding to the wanton chastity that
he was portraying so well; and the sound and feel of him beneath her hand added
to the intensity that was threatening to sweep her away.
An impish grin
came over her features as she sat up a little then moved down towards where
hand was currently situated. Pulling the boxers down further, she viewed him
carefully, the memory of him on the guest bed at her house now more vivid in
her mind. She thought, as she gently caressed the sacs under his erection, that
it was so not going to fit in her; but she trusted James�he�d done this
before.
Lowering her
head, her breath floated over his sensitive skin, causing him to gasp. Lily
pressed her hands against the firm muscles of his legs as she tentatively
touched her lips to the tip of his erection, making him squirm with need for
her to sheath him completely. She was a little surprised when she was sure she
felt him harden more, and in the back of her mind she wondered if that was
possible.
Stars exploded
behind James� eyes as the Head Girl gently took him into her mouth. The hot,
wetness was silky and honeyed, and he couldn�t help the reflex that made him
arch into that heat. He was swimming in sensation, and his mind flew back to
when she caught him before. He had imagined her doing this, but in no way was
it as good as reality, and in no way had he imagined it to be anything like
this.
�Shit!� he
gasped, vaguely aware of pushing his fingers into her auburn hair as she
started sucking eagerly, �Lily�uhh�god��
He could feel
the tightening in the base of his stomach, and the tingling feeling threatening
to increase and then explode. This was all so good�too good�he knew if she
carried on then he wouldn�t last�and by the way she felt on him he so
didn�t want that to happen. His moans were becoming frantic and he tugged
lightly at her scarlet locks, burying his fingers deeper into them and moaning
her name.
Lily moaned
around his cock, her name tumbling from his lips; the sound so erotic and
fervent as he groaned it.
�Fuck!�
James pulled
her head away from his erection as she moaned around it; the vibrations from
deep in her throat reverberating onto him, and sending him into oblivion. Lily
gasped as he tugged her back away from him and looked up at his gasping face,
wondering if she made a mistake or something.
�What�s the
matter?� she frowned, searching his panting expression, �Did
I do something wr�?�
James, not
letting her say anything else, moved up quickly and
captured her lips in a hard kiss. He didn�t know any other way to stop her from
asking why he had done that. How could he have explained that she did it too
well, and that he was about to come everywhere? It seemed to work though, as
she melted into the kiss and he drew her against him, falling back onto the
bed.
Lily felt his
still-hard erection pushing against her stomach, and jumped when he grabbed her
by the bottom and flipped them both over so that he was above her; and when she
realised it, between her thighs. He realised it too and they pulled away
reluctantly to look at each other.
After a pause,
James slowly started to peel off the dress he had previously bought for her,
their fixed gazes never wavering as he progressed. The silky material came off
easily, pooling to the floor as he dropped it off the bed, and he had to suck
in air quickly from the beautiful sight she made. The Head Boy traced an
experienced hand down the front of her body, gently brushing a caress around a
dusky-pink nipple, and then around the swell of her breast. The subtle touches
made her arch slightly up into his hand, and release a sharp gasp of
appreciation. Hearing her approval, James went on to touch the other, lowering
his lips to the left and swiping the tip deftly with the flat of his tongue;
the sensations flying through her and making her tremble.
�You�re so
beautiful Lily Evans,� he said, moving his kisses down to her stomach and
caressing the side of her body with her fingertips.
James shifted
his hands to the smooth spread of her legs; playing his fingers teasingly
across her the back of her knees and up the sensitive skin on the inside of her
thighs. Her eyes flew open as he trailed a finger down across the black French
Knickers that she wore, his hand pressing against the warmth that exuded from
her. She let out a small moan at the prospect of him going further, and a rush
of anticipation flitted through her quickly.
James glanced
at her face before going any further, and he felt his arousal jump at the
lustful expression that brought her to how she was now; moaning incoherently
against the delicate movements of his hand�he swallowed hard at how she would
react to more.
�Please
James�oh my god, please�just touch me��
That plea was
the reason of his undoing, and he grabbed the pretty lace underwear and tore
them resolutely from her sinewy body. James stopped and viewed the girl in
front of him for a couple of seconds; needing to re-gather the thoughts that
had gotten blown away by the removal of that last piece of material.
Sliding his
hands from the tops of her thighs, right up to her shoulders, he kissed her
languidly; not rushing at all about feeling her everywhere. Watching her
intently, James dropped down onto the bed next to her and pushed his hand
gently down her body. He continued to watch her as he moved his hand between
her legs and leisurely caressed her, then slipping inside of her occasionally.
Oh, she�s
so wet�I need this so much�
Lily�s moaning
became more frantic as he persisted in touching her slowly. It was agony�pure,
sweet agony�and she squirmed against his administrations; trying to gather more
friction. She could feel his other hand in her hair, slowly running his fingers
through her thick locks, the pace the same tempo as his left hand. She wanted
to scream at him to go faster, but her mind wouldn�t let her articulate
anything coherent that wasn�t either �James� or �please�. Slow kisses were then
dropped lazily onto her shoulder, and she arched into the sensations of
different touches on her body; the main one centred between her legs.
�James�� she
whimpered, �please just do it�I love you�I want to be yours��
James fixed
his eyes on the girl under his hands, and she moaned again; but this time in
protest as he pulled his hand back up to her face, and turning her head so that
her eyes met his.
�I love you
too Lils�.�
Kissing her
gently, he shifted them swiftly up to the pillows. Lily caught him looking at
her and brought her hand up to touch his face and neck. She knew that he was
being cautious with her, and whilst it was nice, she really wished he wouldn�t.
�I�m not going
to break, James,� she whispered, and brought his lips back down to hers, �I
love you and I want this, please?�
�I don�t want
to hurt you,� he said against her lips as he settled himself between her legs.
Panting
through the feeling of their most sensitive parts touching together for the
first time, Lily answered, �I trust you�I do��
James didn�t
think he could have probably stopped now anyway, and looked straight into her
eyes, holding her tight to him as he pressed his erection at her entrance. She
fought herself to relax as she felt the tip of him against her, and she felt
him capture her lips again as he started to push into her.
It did hurt as
he started to enter, and she was sure that her nails were drawing blood on his
shoulders, but from his expression this didn�t seem apparent. He was
concentrating his hardest not to hurt her, but he knew that he was�he also had
to control himself from thrusting blindly into her. She was so tight and hot,
and his body just wanted to drive endlessly into her, but his mind held him
back.
�I�m sorry,�
he murmured, as he pushed through her barrier, and hearing her gasp as he
stilled; fully sheathed inside her.
Lily hadn�t
even realised that tears had escaped her eyes until he leaned down to kiss them
away, whispering his apologies for her pain. She felt the pulse of him deep
within her and their eyes met again. Her eyes stilled on his as she felt him
pull back slowly and thrust inside her again; the movement a lot easier now.
Then the
thought hit her�
Oh my
god�I�m actually doing this�me and James�I really do want this�
Lily noticed
the sweat beading on his forehead in concentration, and lifted her hand to
brush it away, bringing his lips to hers again. Her hand slid into the depths
on his hair as his thrusts slowly started to pick up the pace. The awkwardness
was increasingly melting away, allowing way for a different feeling inside her;
a pleasurable heaviness. Instinctively, she started to move her hips slightly;
copying his on their own accord, until she could feel a
warmth spreading through her.
James was in
heaven it seemed. She felt so good surrounding him, gripping him from the
inside and holding him captivated. His mind was still on her though, and he
knew that it should start to feel more comfortable for her now.
Everything was
perfect as he moved inside her, watching her face as she closed her eyes in
pleasure. When he felt her hips answer his, he felt as if he�d fallen away from
reality, and he increased the pace again. James heard her release a low moan
that he knew she had been holding, and heard her gasp when he grazed against
her clit as he thrust inside her. He aimed for it again, pressing his hips hard
against hers as he pulled up and out.
�Unh,� she
groaned, gripping his shoulders, ��James��
He answered
her moan with his as he pulled out again, and then driving back into her hot
depths. James was holding onto a thread of sanity as he pushed back into her,
his lips finding the sweet curve of her neck and plundering it; earning more
gasps from her.
�Mmm, Lil�� he breathed against
her sensitised skin.
James could
feel that his impending orgasm wasn�t far off, but he wanted her to come with
him. He knew she was fairly close due to the caresses he gave her beforehand,
and so he drew his hand down her body and then in between them both. Pulling
back a little, he was able to manoeuvre his fingers to stroke her sweet spot
more accurately than he had with his hips. The Head Girl arched off of the bed
into him as he continued, and countless numbers of sultry moans and gasps
tumbled from her throat and out over her lips.
�James�oh
god��
The new angle
that he was pushing into her was hitting her in just the right place, and
adding to the intensity. His fingers touching her were becoming more demanding,
and were twisting the coil of pleasure inside her tighter and tighter, until
she couldn�t believe she was hanging on this long. His arousal pulsed inside
her, and one last thrust hitting the place was her undoing.
Lily felt the
calm. It was only for a fraction of a second, but it felt like forever,
allowing their eyes to meet and for Lily to wrap her arms around James and hold
him tightly as her orgasm hit. It crashed into her hard, convulsions spiralling
deep inside her and catching James off guard. The feel of her clenching around
him as the pleasure took her was amazing, and James plunged.
He felt his
erection throb, then explode deep within her. Hot
spurts of his essence leaving his body and entering hers�together, as one�
Her name on
his lips as he came was the most delicious thing Lily had ever heard, and as he
started to come down, they looked at each other, and then kissed slowly.
It was a while
before they had fully come down from the extent of the pleasure, and the
descent had settled them into a drowsy drug-like haze. James had fallen to the
side of her, and had wrapped her up in his arms tightly as she drifted off;
oblivious to everything but him. James, even though tired, watched her intently
as she lay in his arms, her face innocent and pure as she slept�so beautiful�she
was everything he had ever wanted�would ever want�and she was his.
James watched
her breathing slowly and evenly, wondering where she was as she slept. Pausing,
he leant forward and pressed a kiss against her forehead gently.
�I love you Lil,� he whispered to her sleeping form, �I always have�and
I�m so glad we�re now together��
James laid his
head onto the downy pillow next to Lily�s, and quickly followed the girl he
loved into slumber.
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