I don't have to answer the voices in my head

Pairing: James Potter/Peter Pettigrew
Rating: R - because I can't be arsed to find out what the new rating system is supposed to be.
Word count: 100.
Author's Notes: Seventh-year, Marauders. (This stupid thing WOKE ME UP. Complete and ready for typing. I don't like Wormtail, I never have, and I don't know why I made James have sex with him. I swear it, I'm sorry. *meep*)

     Peter whines as James thrusts, the sensations too much for him. Always too much for Peter, but nobody cares.

     James only does this because he’s part of the group. Moony and Padfoot are too precious to each other, in love, and Peter isn’t loved by anyone. They mentor him, even in this.

     Peter mewls when he comes, even though his orgasm seems rooted in his toes and the spasms of his muscles make him tremble for whole minutes after. He can’t summon their roars and cries, it isn’t in him.

     James grunts, “OK, Wormtail?”

     Peter says, “Yeah.”

     Thinks, nothing is.