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RACY RACERS, START YOUR EROTIC ENGINES! |
Pairing: James/Sirius, established Sirius/Remus, James Lily
Kinks: Drunk!sex (but not as much as intended, sorry) voyeurism, fellatio
Rating: NC-17
Words: 1,200
They all blamed Lily, but it didn’t matter, she happily took the credit. Even if she knew, it was really Remus who discovered by happy accident and then careful reenactment, the exact concoction that got Sirius and James in just the precise frame of mind, lowered inhibitions and heightened sensations; that let them forget all the pesky reasons why they shouldn’t.
It wasn’t because only one of them was gay, or that they were both madly in love with other people, it was that on most days, and for most of their lives, James and Sirius were best mates, were like brothers. It was a hard hurdle to jump.
Usually.
But, there were nights like tonight; nights where the moon was a sliver in the darkened sky and the talk of days gone by and ‘remember whens’ between the two turned from stories to flirting, to foreplay for anyone paying attention. Lily and Remus were always paying attention. Sirius’ eyes would shine in a particular gleam and James would giggle, he’d giggle and Lily would look to Remus who had his own shine because what Remus loved more than anything was watching the people he loved happy. Lily just liked watching.
So, she nodded to Remus, and Remus nodded back and then went to the collection of bottles and goblets and created one last drink to serve his two very best mates. The drinks, like the others poured, tasted of Firewhisky but there was a soft aroma of motor oil and leather, of training rooms after a match. They were drunk enough to not question the drinks being delivered, but clever enough to know anyway. They’d look at each other, challenging each other to either take the drink and change everything for this brief time or put the drink down and most likely regret it for long after.
They drank. They always drank.
As they sipped slowly, in no rush, they continued to talk, to flirt. Only now when Sirius pushed into him with his shoulder when James had said something funny, he lingered. James’ hand stayed a bit longer on Sirius’ back when he whispered something in his ear. And that whisper, whatever it was, would begin it. Sirius’ eyes no longer gleamed, they smoldered, there was a hunger in them that made Remus dizzy and put Lily at the edge of her seat in the corner of the room where they watched.
It started slow. Sirius turned his head, looked at James, his lower lip in between his teeth. James’ hand went from between Sirius’ shoulder blades to his throat, then to his jawline, pulling slightly as their lips met. That first kiss was slow and tentative, Sirius mirroring his hand on James’ jaw, licking his lips when they pulled away. They gave each other a look and Lily would catch it and she’d gasp a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. The look was reassurance, an agreement and a shared hunger. After it, the moments rushed together in pulling and pushing, clawed fistfuls of clothes pulled off and thrown away. James pulled Sirius to him, sinking on his back, pulling Sirius on top of him with his hands and his mouth, hungrily tasting him.