James Potter, 17 years of age, and basically the best person you will ever meet.

Gryffindor Chaser and Captain, bloody brilliant Quidditch player, handsome, windswept, talented, clever, hilarious and altogether fun to be around. Oh, and Head Boy, as well.

Gryffindor for the cup!

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Better than all the rest: lovelylily-e: Hungrily finishing the kiss, Lily fell back onto the…

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Lily slid her hands into his hair and let her fingers roam against his scalp. She looked up at him thoughtfully and it was almost a full minute before Lily pulled one hand from his hair and trailed it down his neck, his chest and then his stomach. There was space enough between them for Lily to unclip the button and tug the zipper of his trousers down. Slowly, Lily moved her hand over his boxers and rubbed him gently without looking from his eyes. “let’s go a little further” her voice quiet but confident. “but you’re going to have to keep me right because I’ll be hopeless”

Yes, James would definitely be okay with just cuddling if it meant feeling her hands in his hair like that. It distracted him from how long it was taking her to answer, stopped him from saying anything comforting or (more likely) stupid, as he closed his eyes and just appreciated the movement. He didn’t protest at all as she trailed her hands down his chest, just widening his eyes and regarding her seriously. Then her hands were deftly undoing the clasp of his trousers and James didn’t have any will power left at all.

“God, Lily,” he breathed when he felt her hand on him, rubbing at him gently through his boxers. “Are you - are you sure?”

James seemed to be frozen and Lily wondered if she’d done something wrong but then he spoke and she knew from the tone of his voice that he thought this was far from the wrong thing. Still moving her hand she flicked her eyes up to his and murmered into his lips: “James, I’m sure” hoping he’d stop worrying about her and enjoy this. 

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Well, James wasn’t exactly going to argue with that. He’d been interested since she first mentioned the empty dorms, half-hard since she’d kissed him and completely hard since about two seconds after that. He chuckled at her comment, which turned quickly into a bit of a moan as her hand wrapped around him, skin on skin. Wanting to give her a fraction of what she was giving him, he kissed her again, hand coming up between them to rub at her nipple, tease it with his thumb and forefinger.

  1. jamesie-james reblogged this from lovelylily-e and added:
    He could hear her breath catch, feel her tense under his ministrations...previous orgasm...
  2. lovelylily-e reblogged this from jamesie-james and added:
    feel his hands on...thighs but she was taken by delicious surprise at
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