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James is seething. Scratch that, he’s so far past seething he’s ready to combust, and has no idea what to do with himself.
‘Are you alright?’ He looks up from his phone to see Sirius looking at him in concern, his best friend’s hair getting braided and played with by Remus who is deep in discussion with Peter about the latest season of Doctor Who. And James is unsure how to proceed. Because no, he is not alright. But simultaneously, he is not planning on sharing these specific woes with Sirius. But simultaneously, Sirius will sus him out in an instance if he lies. To cut a long train of thought short, he was rather screwed, and settled for a strangled sound which hopefully conveyed something to Sirius.
‘Mm hm!’ James smiled tightly, his leg jittering under the table as he grips his thighs so tight he thinks he’s making a hole in his favourite trousers. Sirius stares at him quizzically.
‘Uh huh. You want to give me more than that?’
James scrunches his nose. ‘Huh?’
Sirius rolls his eyes. ‘You want to expand on why you look like you’d rather be anywhere but here when you’re the one who organised this dinner and have been spamming my phone all day with how excited you are for just the four of us to meet up when it’s been so long?’
And without meaning to, his eyes flick down to his phone again, this time alerting Sirius to the source of his discomfort. ‘Who's texting you Prongs?’
James laughs nervously. ‘What do you mean? No-one…texting? What’s that?’
Sirius stares hard at him as James forces himself to meet his gaze. Suddenly, his expression clears. ‘Dude.’
James’ voice reaches an octave he didn’t know it could. ‘Yeah?’
Sirius rolls his eyes and whispers. ‘Look, you don’t have to hide it, I know you and Evans are still in the honeymoon stage, as in the stage you guys will probably be in forever. You think after all this time any of us are under any illusions that you corrupted her?’ He snorts. ‘You’re a better man than me though, if Remus messages me when I’m out, smoke trails behind me like a cartoon character with how fast I leave.’
James’ expression clears: Sirius isn’t entirely wrong after all. He’d only be corroborating a slight misdirection of the truth. ‘Yeah, well I’ve been looking forward to this all week!’ He really had, it had been so long since the Marauders were together, just the four of them. ‘Lily can wait until I finish dinner. Distance makes the heart grow fonder and all of that, right?’
Sirius smirks. ‘Ah, you’re a shit liar Jamie. You seriously think you’ll last past starters?’
James is about to nod when his phone vibrates again, and he really shouldn’t check. But he does and fuck.
Sirius seems to clock his expression and laughs loudly. ‘You’re hopeless. Clearly Evans is feeling particularly happy with you tonight, and these two won’t even notice you’re gone while they have a margarita in hand. Go, have some fun.’
James is so close to running out the door, but he looks hesitantly at Sirius. ‘Dude, are you sure? I really don’t want to just leave you guys. Brothers before everyone, you know?’
Sirius smiles. ‘And if I’m in a life-or-death situation, that is indeed the protocol. But I’m seeing you in a couple of nights anyway, and Remus is forcing you and Peter to come round for dinner and board games - old man that he is - next week, anyway. So, you go have a good time.’
James sighs loudly. ‘I owe you.’
Sirius smirks. ‘Big time. Now get out of here and I’ll break the news that you ditched us to get laid.’
‘Love you,’ he says, pressing kisses to the cheeks of all his friends before he virtually sprints out of the door, barely even responding to Remus’ and Peter’s confusion mingled with Sirius cackling loudly.
He’s so jittery it takes him three goes to properly turn the key in his flat and he’s hopping around like a madman taking off his shoes. After he finally sorts himself out, he throws open the door to his bedroom and gapes at the sight he’s met with.
Regulus, clad in nothing but lacy underwear that does nothing to hide the outline of his dick, leant against Lily wearing something that technically resembles the shape of a dress but leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination, her pert nipples straining through the sheer green fabric.
James’ brain short circuits, the real thing so much more enticing than the pictures that he had unexpectedly opened. The two people he loved more than anything laid out on his bed, entwined with each other.
‘What…what is going on?’
Regulus smirks, his lithe figure stretching as he arches his back before sitting up. ‘Well, you left us all alone. And Lily and I got to thinking, why do you get to have all the fun and go out drinking? So, we thought we’d have some of our own fun,’ and he saunters over to James, swaying as he drapes his arms around his neck, ‘but we wanted to see whether you wanted to join in our fun. Because we’re nice like that.’
‘Nice is not the word I’d use,’ James says, although he can’t stop himself from planting kisses along Regulus’ shoulders between every word, adoring the way his dark brown arms make Regulus’ pale skin shine like moonlight. ‘I had to give an excuse to your brother why I was all hot and bothered, and I’m sure he’d love to hear exactly how you greeted me.’
Regulus rolls his eyes. ‘Well, I’m sure you spun something about Little Miss Sunshine over there,’ he says, wiggling his fingers in Lily’s direction, who smiles slyly and joins them, pressing a deep kiss to James’ lips.
‘What did you tell him James? Did you have to picture me lying here, splayed out for you, making myself feel good but knowing that I couldn’t sleep tonight without you making me feel the way only you can?’
And the combination of the two of them embracing him with their honeyed words forces James to snap. He kisses Regulus with a groan, one arm holding him in place to his chest as the other hand finds Lily’s side, snaking up to massage her breast through the silky folds of the fabric. Eventually, he has to come up for air, but Regulus quickly rectifies the loss of contact, almost ripping his T-shirt to get it off, before planting vicious kisses along the muscle of his chest, while James kisses Lily’s neck, before she pushes him back. ‘Don’t know if you’ve picked up on the dress code Potter, but you’re not meeting it.’
Regulus smirks, letting Lily push him onto the bed. ‘It’s a strict dress code, and you better hurry up or we’ll finish the fun without you, darling.’
James groans, quickly pulling his trousers down and toeing off his socks, before being met with the sight of Lily’s back, straddling Regulus as she kisses him everywhere, all while Regulus maintains steady eye contact with him with a wicked smirk, the expression only breaking as Lily causes him to moan softly, arching his neck. There are a lot of warring emotions over whether he wants to sit here and watch or join in, but the decision is made by the breathless noises Lily makes as she sucks a path of bruises along Regulus’ porcelain collarbone. Stalking closer, he pushes Lily’s glowing hair to the side and tugs gently as he plants kisses all down her neck, smirking into her skin as she responds viscerally to his touch.
With one fluid motion, he moves Lily off Regulus’ lap so she’s between the two of them, before she crawls onto his lap with a smirk. James groans, his hands grabbing her ass under the slip and pulling her into him, their bodies fusing, as he kisses her with the passion that’s consuming him. His hands rove over her soft body, one hand massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples so she moans loudly into his mouth. The other hand snakes down to her wet centre, and he bites down on her lip as he feels her breath catch while he begins rubbing hard circles over her clit.They stay like that for a few seconds, before Regulus grabs his hair, his eyes filled with a challenge that James meets. He stops to press a bruising kiss to Regulus’ mouth which he meets with vicious intensity, before they turn their attention to Lily, her green eyes darkened with a playful smile toying at her lips.
James pulls Lily forward gently until she’s sat at the end of the bed, falling to his knees on the floor to worship her. Regulus immediately begins kissing her lips, the two of them murmuring soft challenges to each other, as James holds her hips under the lacy lingerie and begins to kiss the inside of her thighs, smiling into each kiss as she writhes under the two of them. Finally, he reaches her dripping centre, pressing feather-light kisses along her entrance, massaging her clit until. ‘Fuck, James! Please,’
And he knows exactly what that means. He can hear Regulus’ ministrations across her body and matches his bruising kisses with the pace at which he begins to suck her clit, his tongue laving across her sensitive regions as he fucks her with his tongue. He gently uses one finger to push into her soaking entrance and thrusts in time as he sucks loudly on her clit, letting her trap his head between his legs as she thrusts onto his tongue, his pace increasing, her moans getting louder, Regulus pressing harder and harder kisses until she lets go, ‘Fuck!’
As she takes deep breaths, James continues to press soft kisses to her legs, moving his way up as he moves the lingerie up, until he finally latches onto one of her breasts as she moans softly through the pleasure still ringing through her. He could have continued to worship her forever, if not for the ebony curls he can see out of the corner of his eye, and he pauses in his ministrations to Lily to crawl across the bed, ending on all fours above Regulus’ arched back.
‘Are you going to just look at me or are you going to fuck me Potter?’ Regulus smirks up at him, as James growls lightly and grabs his hair, forcing his head up.
‘Brat,’ he says fondly, before he goes onto his elbows and kisses Regulus into the mattress, letting out a soft noise of surprise as Regulus’ arms, which had been previously looped around his neck, work in tandem with his legs to flip their positions.
James leans up to rest on his elbows as Regulus moves down his body, leaving sharp kisses down his body as James fists his hair, until Regulus looks up with a teasing grin. He reaches for his straining dick, biting his lip and throwing his head back as he feels himself through the lacy fabric. James is helpless to do anything but stare in awe as Lily moves to the side of Regulus, kissing his neck and moving one hand to his ass. James groans as Regulus moans loudly as he thrusts against James’ toned stomach, Lily stretching him with her delicate fingers as Regulus’ hand gets faster and his eyes close in pleasure. Regulus looks like he’s on the verge of tipping over the edge, his hand getting faster as Lily hits the spot that makes his mouth open in a way that is positively sinful. Something takes over James as he sits up and grabs Regulus’ wrists in one hand, pressing a kiss to Lily’s cheek as he does so.
‘You’re going to fuck yourself on my cock, and you’re going to come only on my cock. Is that clear?’
Regulus smirks at Lily and stage whispers, ‘I love it when he tries to take control,’ and Lily lets out a small laugh.
‘He’s so cute when he tries to act like he didn’t come running the moment we called,’ and James knows they’re trying to rile him up and it works.
‘And you,’ he says, holding Lily by the chin, ‘are going to sit here and enjoy the show like a good girl.’
Lily kisses him deeply before complying with a teasing grin, sitting on her heels to kneel beside them, with one hand drifting to her centre as James’ focus returns to Regulus, still wide eyed with pleasure as he rubs the lace panties against James’ chest, trying to get some friction.
James holds his hips tightly in place, pressing his mouth to the outline of Regulus dick through the fabric, before grabbing the lace edges and pulling it off, ripping it in the process. ‘Hope you weren’t too attached to those,’ he smirks.
Regulus tries to go for condescending, but his voice is too breathy to pull it off as he mumbles. ‘You brute, Potter.’
James grins. ‘I’ll buy you as many as you want. Now I believe you had a job to get to.’
Regulus offers a sultry grin, and with James’ hands holding his hips, he guides himself down onto James’ cock, his breath stuttering as he fully sits in James’ lap.
‘Alright?’ James checks, enjoying just having Regulus on top of him.
‘Do I look like some delicate fucking flower?’ Regulus bites back in response, and for that James grabs a fistful of his hair. ‘Well, in that case, I don’t know why you’re just sitting there looking pretty, sweetheart.’
And Regulus obviously takes that as a challenge, pulling James in, their teeth clashing, as he rises and begins to bounce on James’ cock, setting a punishing pace that has James moaning with each thrust as Regulus makes such sweet noises as he gets himself closer and closer to the edge. James can’t help but offer a litany of praises, rewarded with Regulus’ moans increasing in volume as he talks ‘Fuck, you’re such a good boy for me, aren’t you? So needy for me, so willing to take every inch again and again, fuck, just like that. Look at you, on the edge of falling apart just from taking my cock, so good for me.’
‘Fuck James,’ Regulus moans, ‘I’m so close, shit,’ and James can see Lily getting close again as well, humming with her head thrown back as she pleasures herself to the sight in front of her. He pulls her in, kissing her and biting her lip as he continues to thrust in time with Regulus’ rapid groans, his own pleasure rising with the heat through his body filling him up.
He moans into Lily’s mouth. ‘I’m so close, God,’
Regulus makes a weak noise in answer, and James pulls him in, the three of their mouths colliding in a passionate mess as they pant into each other’s mouths, their pleasures mounting until finally, Regulus lets go over James’ stomach with a loud cry. At the sight of Regulus’ normal perfect mask shed in the throes of pleasure, James reaches his own climax as he feels Lily let out a stuttering moan against their lips, the three of them breathing heavily as they slowly come down from their pleasure.
Regulus is the first to recover, his usual smug smirk gracing his lips. ‘Well now. Wasn’t that infinitely better than a night with my darling brother?’
James rolls his eyes and presses a soft kiss to his temple. ‘You’re bloody lucky you’re pretty.’ He gently kisses Lily’s cheek. ‘Both of you. Who would ever believe me if I told them that Head Prefects Lily Evans and Regulus Black corrupted me.’
Lily smiles, gently scratching his head as he sighs. ‘Absolutely no one.’
‘And I still need to break the news to Sirius that I’m deflowering his baby brother, and now he’s going to know exactly why I left dinner in such a rush! How on earth am I going to be able to tell him now?’
Regulus grins widely, communicating some unknown message to Lily with his smile. ‘Oh, I think I can help with that.’
And before James can stop them, Lily reaches over to grab James’ phone, holds it up to his face before tossing it to Regulus. Who, without missing a beat, holds the phone up and snaps a picture that hides absolutely nothing about the state of the three occupants of the bed, Regulus and Lily smirking either side of James’ shellshocked expression.
Regulus smiles. ‘And sent!’
James is so fucked.