This conversation had fast gone from discussing something she was dreading to becoming something entirely different. His reaction to her willingness to learn quidditch was enough to distract her and picking up on his double entendre, she was quickly looking forward to this Quidditch lesson, whenever they ended up having it. Honestly, she'd probably be up for anything James suggested for their to-do list at this point. "If that's the case, I might need more incentive to get up on the broom. What do I get if I get the quaffle through the hoops?"
If their conversation hadn't distracted her already, his hands on her hips would have. She moved just slightly to kiss his neck as her hands slid slowly up hi back, fingertips grazing over his spine.
"Crazycakes and arsecakes, got it," Lily replied, though she was not nearly as invested in those items on the to-do list right now as she was tilting her head to kiss him again, this time a bit harder than before, only breaking it to pull James' shirt up and over his head. "What if it was big and poofy and fifty pounds of lace and tulle? Would you still want me then?" She paused in talking to kiss him again, hands resting on his chest as she pushed him back against the sofa. Hey, there was no reason to not get the most out of the little time they had left together, right?