The Sun & The Stars - Jegulus Oneshots

The Hot Topic of James Potter's Virginity (part 2/3) [smut]

James has never paid a lot of mind to his sex life and his virginity.

For him, sex has always had something to do with love. And James has always been in love with just one person – Lily Evans.

A little over a year ago, he accepted that it wouldn't happen and that they were better off as friends. He doesn't have feelings for her anymore and that's fine.

Since then, he has had crushes on people, fancied girls and blokes, but never enough to get beyond a bit of flirting or a first date.

Sex never has been a priority in this for him. He didn't care he was a virgin – he was only 17 after all – and he didn't think anyone else would care either.

Then came the party and everybody knew about his lack of experience. Suddenly, it became a challenge.

Who gets to take James' virginity? Who wins?

James hated it. He hated how everybody suddenly threw themselves at him - not because they fancied him, but just because they wanted to be the one to brag about getting James into bed.

The surge in interest made him uncomfortable. He just wanted to get it over and done with, so they'd stop talking about it. But he didn't want anyone to win. He didn't want someone to walk around the school bragging about it. No matter whether done out of love or not, his first time should be something intimate, not a point on someone else's bucket list.

And then came Regulus.

James has never paid a lot of attention to him. Regulus is Sirius' little brother. He was aware of him the way you are aware of your best mate's little sibling – utterly asexual.

Regulus knew just what to say. What Regulus offered was to get this out of the way without indulging any of the harpies. He wouldn't brag about it, he wouldn't tell anyone, he'd pretend it never even happened.

It sounded perfect to James.

It isn't perfect.

James is in hell.

The sex had been amazing. Regulus was sweet and patient and caring – three things he would have never associated with the boy in this lifetime.

Regulus is fucking perfect. His body is a piece of art. His voice is like music. And his eyes – oh gods, his eyes. James has never seen anyone more beautiful, and he is a fool – a fool – for not seeing it sooner.

The reason James is in hell is simple: Regulus keeps his promise. He acts like it never even happened.

He doesn't look at him in the great hall, he doesn't smile back when James smiles at him, he ignores him when he tries to talk to him.

This reaction makes him insecure. Wasn't it good? Maybe he did something wrong – maybe it was completely bad for Regulus, and he was just friendly-
-no, the conversation they've had after-

"Was it... okay?"
A breathless laugh from Regulus, red cheeked and misty eyes. "Fucking okay? It was- You were great."
"Yeah?" a large grin on his face.
Regulus rolled on his side to look at him. "Yeah." He touched his face, softly, tracing his cheekbone. "You're... It was special."
James didn't know what he meant. Regulus quickly distracted him with a kiss.

- Regulus doesn't seem like the type to pay him idle compliments. He liked it – maybe even liked him – so why does he act like he has never even spoken to James?

Of course, James could just leave it be and move on. There are plenty of attractive people who show interest in him – genuine or set off by the latest gossip – James could take one of them out. James could kiss them, sleep with them.