Fic: Playing with the Band (James/Lily/Sirius)
Title: Playing with the Band
Author/Artist: kirixchi
Recipient's name: satinvalkyrie
Rating: R
Pairing(s): James/Lily/Sirius




"I have a headache."

Lily rolled her eyes at her friend, shivering beside her in the alley outside King Tut's in Glasgow. She wouldn’t have brought Alice Wandmaker at all, if she hadn’t needed an excuse to give her parents. “Apparating up to a friend’s in Scotland” she had told them and, beaming with pride at their magical daughter, they had let her go.

"I don't think they're coming. Did they say they were coming?"

"James will be here," Lily sighed in annoyance. Really, Alice was on her last nerve. If it weren’t for the fact that she didn't want to stand in an alley alone at 2 AM, she would have sent her back inside the bar to flirt with some of the achingly straight-laced wizards that had wandered in off the street- the ones that Lily ought to have been interested in. In fact, she was so tired of the Hufflepuff's incessant whining that she was about to suggest it when the back door of the club finally creaked open.

"Lily," She felt a little shiver as he said her name. It wasn't just James's accent- not only the way that the vibrations in his brogue seemed to tiptoe down her spine to swirl in the pit of her gut making her forget all the sensible, level-headed ways that she usually behaved. It was the look in his eyes when he said it as well that made her heart beat double time. "You made it!" he whispered, his breath ruffling her short, auburn hair. "Have you been waiting long?"

She had been, but didn't admit it. She hadn't seen him since they’d left school in June and she didn't want to waste one minute with apologies. She simply shook her head and stepped forward so that he could curl his arm around her waist. James nuzzled her forehead, and then feathered kisses over her temples and cheeks, slowly working his way toward her lips. He was almost there when an annoyed cough interrupted.

Lily sighed.

"James, you remember Alice, don’t you?" she growled, wishing that Alice would remember the purpose of the entire visit and make a tactful exit. "She was the year ahead in school. Alice, you know Sirius and James. They were in the band."

The girl offered the Scotsman a haughty nod, and then narrowed her eyes as she looked to his companion. Lily hadn't noticed it before, but James had brought his friend: a dark boyish face that she placed at once.

"Sirius Black.” she said, hardly surprised. He was James’ shadow, and the “lead singer” of the band they had just watched perform: Black Magic. No doubt, somewhere in London, his mother was composing the howler to beat all that had come before.

"Hello, Ladies," he said in an accent that was posher than James's. His eyes were twinkling with mischief and he winked at Alice. She answered with a sigh of disgust.

Lily clenched her hands at her side, rapidly losing patience with her friend. She had promised Alice that she wouldn't be a third wheel, and she wouldn't be- James had brought a friend, although she was the first to admit that Sirius wasn’t precisely Alice’s usual type.

Okay, he's not even close, Lily admitted. Alice liked eyeliner as much as the next girl- but only on herself. Still, Lily wasn't asking her to marry him- just to be polite.

She was just opening her mouth to attempt a new strand of conversation when the door to the club swung open again. Some of the older wizards that Alice had been flirting poured out and then lingered at the end of the alley. One of them waved at Lily’s friend.

"Actually...Lily...It's late. Do you...er..?" She looked over her shoulder toward the men, "If you're okay with James and Septimus-"

"Sirius!" Black corrected, frowning.

"Yes…er...Sirius, would you mind if I popped back? I'm wiped!"

Without waiting for a reply, Alice scampered away, folding into the group of wizards and slowly drifting away.

"I'm sorry about that," Lily apologized. "She isn't bad, she's just..."

"Don't worry about it," James laughed, kissing her cheek again.

"Yeah," Sirius said, sharing an unreadable look with James, "We'll make due without her."

Lily flashed a smile at Sirius, and hoped that she was able to hide a bit of her own disappointment. She had invited Alice along for a reason. She was supposed to keep James's friend amused while she worked on "entertaining" James himself.

"What do you want to do?" she asked after a pause. They had just come from a bar, after all. There didn't seem to be much else to do so early on a Saturday morning.

"I thought we'd go back to our place." James said, meeting the other man's eyes again. "Just hang out...listen to music. Would that be okay?"

"Sure."

It wasn't far from the club, so they simply walked. It was a small but tidy flat. A few obviously expensive pieces of furniture were mixed in with shabby leftovers that looked as if they had come from James's mum's attic. It was obvious that they were neglecting their scrubbing charms. It was all Lily could manage not to flick her wand at them.

Once inside, James and Sirius tossed their coats onto a chair. Lily did the same, and then followed James to a sofa while Sirius disappeared into the kitchen.

"Beer, James?" he called from the kitchen.

"Sure."

"Lily?"

"Er....sure?" She asked, vaguely amused by her own indecision. Honestly, she had drank a bit too much at the club. Another beer was sure to put her over the edge- but who really cared? James had invited her up to Scotland. For once in her life she was determined to put down her guard and simply ignore it.

Sirius returned a moment later. She was somewhat surprised when he sat on the couch so that she was sandwiched between the two men.

Black distributed the beers, then lifted his own, clinking it solidly against those belonging to James and Lily. "To sex, drugs and Rock'n'roll."

Lily grinned uncomfortably and nodded, chiming her bottle against the other two, then taking a long drink.

"Music?" Sirius asked.

"Sure," she said, taking another drink. Her mind was growing pleasantly hazy as the opening strains of some Muggle tune that her sister always switched off the radio drifted through the air. She closed her eyes and sank back into the cushions, sighing happily as James started kissing her again. He was nuzzling the underside of her neck and peppering it with tiny busses as he worked closer to her chest.

One of his hands settled lightly on her left breast, and she knew that she ought to have swept it away, only she felt so warm and so lazy and so determined to have fun that she didn’t bother. One pair of long fingers teased the back of her knee, while his other hand pushed up her skirt and slid between her thighs.

Lily's eyes shot open.

James only had two hands!

Sirius didn’t bother to remove the hand that was fishing inside her skirt. He simply gave her a wide, boyish grin and brushed his thumb against her crotch. She felt a moment of panic. Did James know? How could he not know?! She twisted her head sharply to the side, where James sheepishly met her gaze.

“I missed you,” he whispered as if nothing at all unusual was going on. “I’m glad you came to visit.”

She wanted to answer in the same normal tone that he had used, but Sirius’s fingers had worked their way beneath the leg band of her knickers and it was becoming difficult to talk.

James kissed her cheek. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. His fingers slipped under the hem of her shirt so that he could cup her breasts skin to skin. “You’re too beautiful not to share.”

“James?” she said in a shaky voice. She wasn’t sure how she felt. She ought to be scandalized. Instead, she was…intrigued?

“It’s okay,” he whispered into her ear. He licked its delicate shell. “Just relax.”

It was easier said than done. Her entire body tensed as Sirius removed his fingers, then knelt before her on the floor. He lifted her leg, removed her shoe, and then pressed his lips against the bottom of her foot. His tongue tickled her arch, and then he started moving up the inside of her legs.

Meanwhile, James was lavishing her chest with attention. He had worked most of the buttons free on her shirt. She lifted her arms so that he could strip it away.

She didn’t know what to expect next- perhaps that was what made it so dizzyingly exciting. There was no break in sensation as James stepped away to remove his skirt. Then, he recommenced his worship of her breasts while Sirius stood and did the same.

There was something hypnotic about watching the muscles ripple in their light, lean chests, something wickedly surreal about feeling two sets of hands and mouths moving over her skin- almost as if they were everywhere at once.

Lily didn’t know what they wanted her to do, but after a few moments of their attentions, she knew that she didn’t want them to stop.

Sirius kissed to the top of her thigh, and then he switched legs. When he reached the hem of her skirt he stopped to strip away her tights. Her pulse raced as he worked closer and closer to the cleft between her legs.

She didn’t want to want it so badly. She didn’t want James to think that she was a tart. But then- he had instigated this. He had initiated it…He shifted his weight against her leg. She could feel the bulge in his trousers- Obviously, he didn’t mind.

“I’m good at sharing, Lily,” he purred into her ear. “Are you?”

“I can be,” she was amazed at how cool her voice remained. This was the sort of things she imagined Slytherin girls whispering about down in the dungeons- not something that a girl like her would ever do- “If you make it worth my time.”

“Of course,” James promised.

He stood. She watched, almost forgetting Sirius’s teasing kisses as James stripped away his trousers and pants, exposing his enormous erection.

“Now you,” he commanded.

Lily nodded and stood, but it was Sirius’s hands that found the waistband of her skirt and worked it down her hips, then tugged away her knickers too, so that she was clad only in her lacy bra.

Instead of pushing her back down onto the couch, he led her to the center of the floor, and then made her lie flat on her back. Nervous, but curious, she consented. Her curiosity grew as he propped a pillow behind her head, then crouched over her, his tongue dabbing into her navel while his cock bobbed against her lips.

Sirius was going to watch…” She thought with a jolt of nervous energy. James’s body obscured most of her vision, but she could tell that he was stripping away his clothes. She could see his naked ankle, and his clothes as they were discarded.

She heard him shuffling across the floor, and then she completely forgot about Sirius as James lowered his mouth between her legs.

Sparks exploded behind her eyes as his nimble tongue poked between her folds, finding her clit and circling it with maddening precision. She moaned and arched her hips into his mouth- then froze as she felt Sirius’s lips on her legs again.

Surely they weren’t going to…

Lily’s entire body convulsed in orgasm the very second that Sirius reached his destination. His tongue fluttered against her skin, and inch from where James was teasing her, and she completely lost control.

She seemed to hang for hours in a crackling, electric trance, but the feelings finally faded. Instead of relenting, the dexterous tongues grew even more intent. Sirius’s long, slick tongue slithered inside her, white James continued teasing her clit with his gums and teeth.

When the last vestiges of climax had faded, James sat back a bit on his knees. Once again his throbbing cock bounced against her mouth. This time, he demanded admittance.

Lily couldn’t deny him. She opened her mouth, sucking the impossibly long length of him into the cavern of her mouth. He thrust, almost deep enough to make her gag, but she tried to relax, and he remained still until she had accommodated him.

He tasted incredible.

The feel of him in her mouth, the hint of power in his body as he rocked into her was nearly enough to send her over the edge again. She couldn’t resist the temptation to curl her hands around his ass. She cupped the curve of his bottom in her hand so that she could feel every twinge in his muscles as he shifted forward.

She didn’t know where Sirius had gone, and it was impossible to see anything but James. Still, she knew he was close. Her skin was tingling with anticipation of where he would touch her next. She never could have guessed.

It was her nose.

He accidentally brushed it while reaching to cup James’s balls.

She couldn’t even see it, but the image that her mind created was enough to send her spiraling over the edge again. Like an avalanche, her own release triggered James’s. His buttocks clenched. Then she tasted semen in her mouth.

She felt wrung like a cloth. Surely, it must be over she thought dully…but it wasn’t. As if she was hovering outside her own body, she felt someone’s fingers close around her wrists, and then she was dragged to her feet.

“Bed,” someone purred. James? Sirius? They were starting to blur. She could no longer place the limbs and fingers that skittered over her body even as she allowed herself to be led down the hall.

The bedroom was simple and tidy. A huge bed fitted with black satin sheets was in the middle. She was pressed forward, landing in its center on her stomach.

“My turn,” Sirius said, crawling over her on the bed.

He pushed up both her knees, lifting them until they were draped over his shoulders. Then, without further preamble, he thrust.

She didn’t think it was possible, but he was just as enormous as James, and he fucked her relentlessly, grinding her back into the bed so hard that she couldn’t help but cry out. He plunged into her again and again and again…and then she felt a second set of hands on her thighs. James’s hands were soothing up and down her legs. She could see him over Sirius’s shoulders, crouching behind him. One of his hands reached around to touch the place where their bodies were joined, his fingers sliding around the wet skin of Lily’s clit and Sirius’s cock.

Her entire body shivered, and it didn’t feel like she could breathe, but she wasn’t quite ready to break. Atop her, Sirius gasped. He shifted forward, suddenly heavier than before, and she knew that James was inside him now as well.

Lily writhed on the bed as both of their powerful bodies drove into the softness between her legs. They rocked together in a rhythmic dance that slowly began to build, working her to such a state of pent-up energy that she whimpered for release.

“Tell us what you want, Lily…”

“Scream for me…”

“Take it. . .harder.”

“Fuck me! Oh, fuck, fuck, FUCK!”

The voices blended as they coaxed her toward climax. Harder. Faster. Deeper.

Lily thrashed her head back into the pillows. Then, with a cry she could not contain, she came for the final time.

I’m dead. She thought, feeling as if she was watching the scene from far away. Her skin was prickling all over, and her vision was cloudy, and she was absolutely certain that she would never walk again. The intensity of the climax had seared away her consciousness.

Above her, Sirius grunted and spilled himself, and James followed a second later. Then they rolled apart, one on either side of her on the bed.

Sleep was calling to her. Lily quit trying to resist as James spooned against her, and then Sirius’s arms wrapped around them both from the other side.

It was only then, sated and still reeling, that Lily began to think of what she had done. What must James think of her? He was staring off into space.

“James?” she whispered softly, wriggling a bit out of Sirius’s arms. Her boyfriend looked so serious- and disappointed in her as well. “A penny for your thoughts?” she offered nervously.

Potter sighed and met her eyes.

“Too bad your friend couldn’t make it.”

THE END