Jily ~ Oneshots

Blissful Morning of Sorts

Hey guys its been awhile, hasn't it?
Rating: PG-13
POV: Third Person (James Potter) (Lily Evans)
Description: The morning after, (well you know what)

         

           He was awake, she felt him shift against her pale lightly freckled skin. Pulling her tighter up against his naked body, so he was spooning her. Naturally, her brain was calculating everything that had happened last night. It was just something Lily did. She over analyzes everything. A flaw and a blessing in her opinion. But she didn’t seem to be regretting last night at all. Maybe it was because it felt so perfect and so right or, maybe she just needed to think over it some more. She didn’t know and she didn’t know if she cared to know. Lily knew she likes the feeling of his morning breath and a mint he just popped into his mouth on her skin. Lily knew she likes the way he makes her feel. Lily knew a lot of things she just didn’t know how she felt about last night. 

Naturally, if you woke up in bed naked with someone you swore you’d never touch and never let him touch you in such a sinned way you’d be freaking out. She knew that her fifth-year self was probably having a seizure watching her right now but, she couldn’t really bring herself to care. As the James Potter, Headboy, Quidditch Captin, Marauder, sex god of the school, leaned over her shoulder to kiss her exposed pale, milky neck. Everything about her was exposed to him right now and he’d studied every inch of her skin last night. 

“I know you're awake, my incredibly sexy ginger friend, maybe even more than a friend if she and I play our cards right.” James murmured into her ear before licking behind her earlobe with his tongue. 

“Did you know, calling someone a ginger in the muggle world could be taken as an insult?” Lily whispered back, making him stiffen but he easily came up with a remark to back his statement up.

“I believe the words incredibly sexy slipped passed your ears.” He responded, kissing her neck again. He kissed along her shoulder, making her shudder. She laughed a little bit and turning her body to face him, them promptly rolling on top of him wrapping her arms around his neck. James’ arms snaked tightly around her thin nimble waist. His fingers ran up and down her spine gently. She yawned, laying her head on his bare muscled chest. 

Lily sighed as she breathed him in. He kissed the top of her head as her eyes fell closed once again. James laughed slightly, unwrapping one arm to curl her shinny, red hair around her ear. 

“Wow Evans, one round wore you out bad, didn’t it?” James laughed some more and she shook her head slightly. Lily yawned again, exhausted from last night’s activities. She was also extremely sore, the burning sensation hadn’t left. 

“There is no shame in being tired, Potter. Especially after one's first time.” She sighed. James felt her warm breath against his chest. He took a deep breath and she felt it. “Something wrong, Potter?” Lily asked slightly amused at his sudden intake of breath. He kissed her head again. 

“Nothing is wrong, Evans. Just shocked and thriving with glee.” He remarked slightly sarcastic. She nodded even though she didn’t buy a word of bullshit he was trying to sell her. Lily giggled a little bit,  making a humming sound in response. She focused on his moving fingers on her back. 

Up.
Down.
Left.
Right.
Up. 
Down.
Up.
Down. 
Right.
Left. 
Up.
Down.

His fingers glided along her back gently. “We need to talk.” James breathed out, taking his fingers off her exposed back and lifting her chin up towards him with his pointer finger. Lily hummed in response again, not sure what to say. James gave her a look telling her that he was serious. He was never serious. 

“Alright, Potter. I get it. I suppose we do need to talk.” Lily finally said, rolling off of him and landing lightly on the mattress. “Go ahead, say what you want to say.” The redhead insisted, making him smile down at her as he sat up. She had curled herself in the piles of blankets on the bed. She was a bundle of red hair and fluff. 

“What are we now?” James asked, his heart pounding inside of him. He didn’t think he could take any more rejection. Lily screamed. It was not the reaction he was expecting nor, did he think she would scream at the question, that would be silly. But she did. She was screaming. Lily jumped closer towards James, the sheets barely covering her pale, naked body. She pointed towards the window at a rat. A rat that looked exactly like Peter, because it was Peter. James glared at Wormtail. 

“Lily, calm down, it's outside of the window. It can’t get in.” James told her calmly,  still glaring at the fat rat. Peter was going to get it later. He would make sure of it. Lily looked at him with a pointed look. 

“You don’t know that, James. Anything possible. I mean we had sex, James. Anything is fucking possible.” Lily argued and he couldn’t help but smile a little bit before turning back to Wormtail to see that he was gone. Lily did make a point, they did have sex and even James thought for so long that, that was impossible. 

“Look see, it’s gone.” James pointed out and she took a deep breath before sitting up next to him. He looked at her and she looked at him. 

“What were you saying, James?” She asked about his previous question. He took a deep breath before looking down at his blanket-covered lap. 

“What are we now?” He asked once more. She looked at him for a second before smiling a little bit. His heart was pounding and he felt his hand get clammy. She stared at him for a long while thinking of a suitable response to the ridiculous question. Lily kissed him straight on the mouth, straddling him before she answered. 

“Whatever you want us to be, I’m in.” Lily’s delicate voice said, making James grin. He kissed her again. Rolling his body on top of hers. He nipped at her pink, swollen lips. 

“Thank Merlin.” He whispered.

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