Ficlet: A Lack of Privacy
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trinitydayTitle: A Lack of Privacy
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Sirius, Lily/James (with hints of Sirius/James and/or Sirius/Lily)
Word Count: 490
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mmom (Merry Month of Masturbation) Day 14
Sirius doesn't know what he was thinking, accepting these living arrangements. Only, James had asked and Sirius could never deny James anything.
He wishes for more willpower tonight.
They are in the next room, but even the door closed firmly between them grants little privacy; the walls are too thin and he can hear just about everything through them.
They have finally cottoned on to this fact and are attempting to be quieter now.
That just might have made things worst.
Even quiet, he can still hear the low murmur of James' voice. Sirius can't make out the words, but knows from past experience that he'll be whispering sweet nothings into her ear. James' annoying habit of waxing poetically about the love of his life has only grown worse now that she has finally relented and is dating him. On her part, Lily is never quite able to stop herself from smiling at his compliments, charmed despite herself.
She laughs now, almost immediately shushing James as if he is to blame for the noise.
"Sirius' gone to bed," James says, his voice loud enough to hear if Sirius strains. "He's probably asleep by now."
It's a lie. James lived with Sirius for seven years at Hogwarts; he knows Sirius always has problems sleeping at the best of times, let alone when he is being teased by the sounds of foreplay just metres away from his bed.
"You'll wake him." There is the sound of flesh against flesh, and Sirius can picture Lily hitting James on the chest, letting her hand rest there, trailing down to his nipples.
"Why would I want to do that when I have a..." the rest of the words are lost. James sounds muffled and Sirius knows he is trailing kisses over his girlfriend's body once again, pausing at her neck, right below her ear, then again at the dip beneath her clavicle, before letting his fingers join in the exploration.
That Lily stops protesting and starts encouraging only helped validate his theory. She's no longer laughing or worrying about Sirius in the next room. She starts murmuring encouragements that James doesn't need.
Sirius doesn't know when his hand creeps below the sheets.
Twisting, he buries his mouth into his pillow to muffle his own grunts. It was previously being used to cover his ears; he's not sure it does a better job blocking the sounds now.
Pulling in time to their gasps, he imagines that they can hear him, just like he hears them, especially when they start to go faster as he gets more excited. Even better than the idea of them together is the idea that listening to him, picturing him with his hand on his cock, wanking to their moans, is what spurs them onto completion.
He comes shortly after they do, after they go quiet enough that even biting down on the pillow probably isn't enough to keep them from noticing.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Sirius, Lily/James (with hints of Sirius/James and/or Sirius/Lily)
Word Count: 490
Written for:
mmom (Merry Month of Masturbation) Day 14Sirius doesn't know what he was thinking, accepting these living arrangements. Only, James had asked and Sirius could never deny James anything.
He wishes for more willpower tonight.
They are in the next room, but even the door closed firmly between them grants little privacy; the walls are too thin and he can hear just about everything through them.
They have finally cottoned on to this fact and are attempting to be quieter now.
That just might have made things worst.
Even quiet, he can still hear the low murmur of James' voice. Sirius can't make out the words, but knows from past experience that he'll be whispering sweet nothings into her ear. James' annoying habit of waxing poetically about the love of his life has only grown worse now that she has finally relented and is dating him. On her part, Lily is never quite able to stop herself from smiling at his compliments, charmed despite herself.
She laughs now, almost immediately shushing James as if he is to blame for the noise.
"Sirius' gone to bed," James says, his voice loud enough to hear if Sirius strains. "He's probably asleep by now."
It's a lie. James lived with Sirius for seven years at Hogwarts; he knows Sirius always has problems sleeping at the best of times, let alone when he is being teased by the sounds of foreplay just metres away from his bed.
"You'll wake him." There is the sound of flesh against flesh, and Sirius can picture Lily hitting James on the chest, letting her hand rest there, trailing down to his nipples.
"Why would I want to do that when I have a..." the rest of the words are lost. James sounds muffled and Sirius knows he is trailing kisses over his girlfriend's body once again, pausing at her neck, right below her ear, then again at the dip beneath her clavicle, before letting his fingers join in the exploration.
That Lily stops protesting and starts encouraging only helped validate his theory. She's no longer laughing or worrying about Sirius in the next room. She starts murmuring encouragements that James doesn't need.
Sirius doesn't know when his hand creeps below the sheets.
Twisting, he buries his mouth into his pillow to muffle his own grunts. It was previously being used to cover his ears; he's not sure it does a better job blocking the sounds now.
Pulling in time to their gasps, he imagines that they can hear him, just like he hears them, especially when they start to go faster as he gets more excited. Even better than the idea of them together is the idea that listening to him, picturing him with his hand on his cock, wanking to their moans, is what spurs them onto completion.
He comes shortly after they do, after they go quiet enough that even biting down on the pillow probably isn't enough to keep them from noticing.