No. 12 - Indulge | Jily Microfic March
Thank you @jilymicrofics for the wonderful prompt. This is the one that inspired them all xx
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The benefit of being Head Girl, Lily mused, was indulging in the prefects bathroom at 2am on winter break while the rest of the castle was sound asleep.
The whole room smelt of lavender and Lily could feel it diffuse deep in her lungs as she inhaled the steam that hung around her like a soft cloud.
She sighed as she dipped her head back against her towel and let her legs float up into the bubbles, wiggling so her periwinkle painted toes peaked out of the water.
Inside the bath there was no mess. Lily could shed her worries and focus on the warmth of the water and the scent of the bubbles. Because outside this room, there was a lot of mess.
Lily may have first sailed across the smooth Black Lake to Hogwarts as a naive first year, eager to please her teachers and learn about the newly discovered world, but the lake had turned choppy and dangerous and Lily felt like she might capsize and drown at any moment. Her assignments were certainly more complex, she was confused over whether she should pursue charms or potions for her Mastery…whether she should choose either of them at all, really.
Lily knew a muggle born in this climate would not succeed at the ministry. But leaving? That felt like giving up a piece of herself she hadn't discovered until eleven, but was nevertheless a part she held sacred.
And James . He may have been a thorn in her side for six years, but this year? He'd been nothing but kind…attentive…reliable.
Lily had to admit he’d grown up.
And there lay the confusion: because she may have been lying to her friends for months, but Lily knew, in the sanctuary of her own mind, that she could admit she was attracted to James Potter.
She hadn't noticed it at first. Her attraction had hit her as suddenly as a summer thunderstorm.
It was too bad he had stopped asking her out this year, really.
Lily was pulled from her thoughts as she heard the door creak open and heavy footsteps echoed on the stone floor.
Lily pushed off the wall and grabbed her wand.
She wasn't the naive first year anymore .
“James” she said in surprise as a familiar silhouette rounded the corner.
He skidded to a stop, frozen and staring at her like a deer caught in headlights.
She would have called him out on it if she hadn’t been staring herself.
He’d clearly just come in from a fly. His broom hung from his hand and his hair was windswept in such a way that Lily wanted to run her hands through it and snog him. His tracksuit pants slug low over his hips and Lily could make out a small line of his toned stomach as his hand automatically jumped to his hair upon seeing her.
A nervous habit, Lily now knew.
She was making him nervous .
She felt a rush of power run through her even though she'd just lowered her wand.
“Um sorry” James said his hand moving up as if to cover his eyes, though his hazel gaze seemed unable to break the way it was locked on her. “I…ummm…yeah…came in from fly…and wanted a bath…obviously you're here…not that I wouldn't want a bath with you…I mean oh Merlin”
“Is James Potter lost for words?” Lily questioned, smirking up at him.
He looked back at her, eyes wide at the teasing, husky tone her voice seemed to have taken.
His eyes darted down to where Lily knew her breasts were barely covered by the bubbles. His tongue darted out to run along his lips and Lily was overcome with the sudden urge to run her own tongue along his lips.
“You always take my breath away Lil” he said wading deeper into the intimate moment Lily seemed to have created “I just normally say something stupid instead of stumbling all over my words”
He admitted shuffling his feet, his gaze now on the floor.
Lily felt her stomach flip at that particular confession and thought back over the years. Was that why, all along ? She thought she might be teetering on the edge of a cliff about to glimpse something wonderful.
Could he….
Lily found she wanted his hazel eyes back on hers, instead of boring into the stone floor.
She leaped.
“James” she whispered, her voice so soft she wondered if she’d have to repeat herself.
But his head snapped up immediately as if she’d shouted.
“Do you want to get in?” Lily asked, her hands clenching with nerves under the water, unseen.
Lily was thankful James had such an expressive face so she could read his reaction before he said anything.
She saw his eyes widen in surprise, his pupils dilate in arousal, and his fiddling hand betrayed his nerves. Shock and hope settled on his features as he stared at her.
“Yeah?” James asked, eyes seeking hers.
“Yes” Lily reassured him letting a slow smile creep over her lips.
He stepped forward before hesitating, suddenly looking pained “Lily I can’t just shag you” he said “are you…I need…what are you saying?”
“James Potter lost for words again?” Lily asked, though this time her tone was much softer “I don't just want to shag you James” she said softly, surely. “I want all of you” she clarified when he remained silent.
“I want all of you too” he said clearing his throat as he looked up at her and she was surprised to see his eyes were wet. “I just thought I'd missed my chance”
“Well you might if you don't get in here” Lily teased pushing herself slightly up so the water settled at her waist.
“Fuck” she heard James mutter under her breath and felt a smug sort of satisfaction wash over her.
She didn't think she’d ever seen someone move so fast to get in a bath. She almost asked him to slow down so she could admire the ripple of his muscles as he lowered himself into the bath.
But it seemed more than the water slowed him down once he was in. Whether he was tentative about the moment that had been building for years, or nervous about what might come, Lily couldn't tell, but he moved slowly, reverently as if he might wake from a dream when his skin touched hers.
“Your glasses are going to get wet” she whispered, the unfiltered thought leaving her mouth before she had the chance to edit it.
James huffed an incredulous soft laugh that tugged at Lily’s heart strings. “I can't take them off” he said “Merlin, Lily, I need to be able to see you” he grinned bashfully at her, before dipping his head.
Lily felt a hot flush start at her collarbone and spread up to her face. By the soft exhale that escaped James’ parted lips she suspected it might have crept even lower.
“You're beautiful” he murmured, finally close enough she could touch him.
“You're beautiful too” Lily returned honestly, letting her eyes sweep over his top half once more before lingering at where the water lapped at his hips, hidden beneath, a part of him she'd only caught a quick glimpse of when he hopped in.
She thought her flush may have grown darker when she tore her gaze away to meet his eyes once more.
Lily felt an involuntary shudder run through her body. She'd never had someone look at her quite like that before.
She felt his breath stop momentarily when her fingers grazed his chest, only to become more sure in their place when he blew out a deep trembling breath and stepped closer to her.
“Can I kiss you?” He whispered.
Lily felt her own breath hitch as she nodded and his face softened before he dipped his head.
Lily used the grip she had on his abdomen as balance to lean up and meet him.
He kissed her softly and tenderly, as if they were both testing the waters instead of having flung themselves fully naked in a bath together.
She couldn't have held the soft sigh of contentment she released if she'd tried.
She was happy she never tried because her sigh seemed to propel James closer to her, his hands now firm and sure on her waist.
Lily pulled at his bottom lip gently, eliciting a delicious moan from deep in his chest before pulling back slightly.
Their kiss had been soul soothing and gentle, full of the tenderness and trust they'd built up over the years.
And Lily would look back on that kiss as one of the sweetest moments they'd had.
But right now she was burning for him and she needed him to be sure, so they could burn together.
“More James” she said, her voice low, her lips inches from him.
“I'm afraid if I push too hard this dream is going to shatter” James whispered, staring at her his eyes unguarded and vulnerable in his confession.
“This isn't a dream James” Lily said, her arms meeting behind his back. “I'm not going anywhere. I’m on fire for you and I’m going to combust if you don’t-
His lips interrupted her reasoning with a fierceness that had Lily catching her breath. His hands pulled her closer to him, and started to trace every inch of her like he was trying to commit her to memory.
Lily wondered if she’d find scorch marks left on her skin where his fingers blazed hot against her.
“Merlin yes James” she moaned long and low as she tried to return the kiss with equal ferocity.
Lily may have been embarrassed about how ready she was for him, if he hadn't let out a growl that sent her shivering when his fingers discovered her dripping.
But she didn't have room for doubt: not with the sound he let out just beside her ear and the hard feel of him pressing against her hip.
She was surprised when he stopped her hand as she moved to encircle him, to drive him to an unthinking mess like he was doing to her.
“You can't touch me” his low voice spoke against her lips, his eyes shining as he broke their latest set of kisses “I need to last. I want to be inside you”
“I want you inside me too” Lily whispered, her body aching for him, her magic crackling against her skin as his fingers moved again to drive her over into the sweet abyss of bliss.
When she came, James broke away to watch her and she tried to capture the hazy, hungry, tender look on his face before he leaned in to kiss her.
Lily wondered how they could have possibly made it through the whole year without this when she felt him pressed up against her entrance.
He paused, and Lily whined, moving her hips to try and encase him.
He groaned, helpless to do anything but sink into her.
“Lily wait” he whispered, looking pained at the stillness he held.
Her answering noise of protest had his lips quirking, but he cupped her face and his hazel eyes blazed into hers.
“Lily I love you” he said softly, with the sureness of a thousand times.
Lily felt her own eyes prickle as a smile burst across her face “I love you too” she laughed, before moaning as he sunk impossibly deeper.
His hands were under her, moving her with his hips as he backed them against the wall of the tub. His fingers dug into the flesh of her as he bottomed out, his tongue circling her peaked nipples until her own hand crept down to give herself release.
And as she came down from her second peak, James pressed himself impossibly close, his thrusts becoming smaller and deeper inside her.
“Lils can… fuck …can”
“Cum inside me James” Lily demanded, suspecting the question he was wrestling to get out.
“ Fuck ” he repeated as he stuttered inside her and Lily felt the warm release of him fill her.
Her lips sought his immediately, letting him catch his breath between slow kisses.
So Lily may have indulged in a bit more than bubbles and warmth. But Merlin, James Potter was impossible to resist and Lily wanted to indulge in him every day for the rest of her life.