harry potter character imagines!

[ eighteen ] hot and bothered - j.p.

warning!! this one is pretty much all sex-based (no smut tho). if you don't like that kind of stuff, skip this one ;)

i've recently discovered a fun new pass-time: teasing james and getting him all hot and bothered. it all started a couple weeks ago when i was wearing some particularly short pajama shorts and i caught his eyes glued to me as i walked around the flat. in my defense, i was just wearing them because they were comfortable, but seeing james' face flush and his eyes trail up my legs to my ass made me feel like i had some power over him. he was basically a dog and i could dangle a treat in front of his face, watch him drool, and snatch it away right before he could have it. it was quite fun.

i started off with smaller things, like wearing the shorts more often or wearing some of my more low-cut tops. then i decided to amp it up a little bit.

i put on one of my favorite bras, one that was lacy and made my boobs look spectacular if i do say so myself. it was longer and had some extra fabric under the cups and around the ribs so it could almost pass as a shirt, but not quite. i also put on the shorts, pulling them up high on my waist to show off as much ass as possible. i smiled at myself in the mirror before leaving my room and walking casually out into the living room where james and sirius were watching tv.

"hey boys," i greeted as i walked past them and into the kitchen. luckily the flat had a very open floor plan, so i could see from the kitchen as james glanced at me, looked away, and looked back with wide eyes, before quickly averting them and looking at sirius and mouthing "what the fuck?!" i bit back a laugh at his reaction and poured myself a glass of water.

"hey, uh y/n?" james cleared his throat, still not placing his eyes completely on me even though he had mostly turned around in his seat. the flat was set up so the back of the couch was facing the kitchen, so he had to turn around to address me. (i'm imagining the apartment from new girl if that helps your visualization)

"yeah, j?" i asked, knowing the nickname would be another nail in the coffin.

he chuckled nervously before popping the question. "where's your shirt?" he placed his eyes on me, though clearly not on my eyes.

i giggled lightly and waved my hand as if it wasn't a big deal. "oh, i just put some laundry in the wash and the shirt i'm going to wear later is in there."

he stared at me blankly as i nonchalantly took a drink of water. "well... what about your entire wardrobe full of other shirts you could wear in the meantime?"

i shrugged. "i dunno, i figured you guys wouldn't mind since we've lived together so long, and besides, sometimes clothes just feel so... restricting." i blinked innocently at him.

he nodded his head slowly. "right..." he turned back around and faced the tv again, glancing over at sirius, who just chuckled. sirius and i had gotten a little drunk one time and i told him about what i was doing to james, so he was sort of in on it.

i opened the freezer and grabbed a popsicle, initiating phase two of todays plan. i walked over to the couch as i took the wrapping off the popsicle. i sat on the couch on the opposite side of james, crossing my exposed legs. sirius, who was sitting in an arm chair next to james' side of the couch, had his attention back on the tv now. james on the other hand had his attention fully on me. i pretended not to notice as i started eating the popsicle. i did so as suggestively as possible, getting graphic while still maintaining an air of innocence, as if i didn't realize what i was doing. i swear i saw james' mouth drop out of the corner of my eye, and i struggled to keep the laugh inside of me. i kept my eyes on the tv for the next couple of minutes, and i swear james' didn't leave me.