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lightofdayeTitle: Do Not Disturb
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Dominique Weasley
Word Count: ~1,500
Content: PWP, grinding/frottage, vaginal sex, incest (first cousins), banter, playful relationship
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: James makes sure he and Dominique on disturbed on their night in together.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written over four GYWO days, three of them last month. So maybe a little scattershot. I know I've said "I've written this before" before but this time I found this exact same concept, I wrote at the end of last year while looking to see if I'd used a title before. Oh well, only so many excuses for smut. A spiritual sequel to "The First Resort" with Al/Roxy. I guess Lily Luna needs a turn next.
- - -
James Sirius Potter closed the door to the flat, firmly. He pulled out his wand and tapped the door. Numerous locks and chains clanged and clattered as they locked and fastened themselves.
He went to the window, checked something on the sill and then likewise made sure it was closed. Then he went to fireplace and frowning, rubbed at the ashes there to make sure they were completely extinguished and closed a fire guard over it
Dominique Weasley watched him with bemused expression on her face from the safety of their sofa.
"James," she said after a little while. "Whatcha doing?"
"Hmm?" James said casting a gaze all around the room, frowning in concentration.
"What are you doing?" Dom repeated.
"It's our night off, I'm making sure we aren't disturbed." James said. He went to side table and picked up the phone. "You want food before or after?"
Dominique raised her eyebrow at him and he waggled both of his in response.
"You're that sure you're getting it?"
"Aren't I?" James shrugged. "Okay, well I guess we'll not be disturbed while we read quietly on the sofa then."
He stretched and then settled down on the sofa next to Dom with elaborate nonchalance but he left the phone off the hook all the same.
"Look at you," Dom said with a giggle, sitting up on the sofa next to him. "Trying to pretend like you're not bothered if we don't do it."
James smiled at her again and leant in close. Dom felt his hot breath on her face, his warm brown eyes seemed huge and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
"Hark, who's talking," He said.
Dominique leant the rest of the way in and kissed James on the lips. He groaned softly as she slowly let their lips meld together, Dom kissed is upper lip and then the lower one, sucking on it.
Her hand were resting oh James’ chest and she could feel the muscle there and his heavy breath and his heart facing, he did do anything but let her kiss him though. Dom noticed his hands clenching and twitching slightly at his sides.
“You can touch me, you know,” Dom said, coming up for air.
“Oh, I know,” James said with an amused lilt to his voice. “if you want me to.”
Dominique laughed. Then kissed James’ stubbly chin and his cheek and his earlobe before saying huskily.
“Oh, yes. I do want you to if. If it makes you happy, I’m the horny one here. I’ve just got to have you. You sexy beast, you.”
James’ face worked, he was obviously trying to keep his expression stoic but it only took a moment or two before he cracked and a big goofy grin spread over his face. They both giggled. Everyone liked being desired after all.
“Okay, okay, so long as that’s clear.” James said, looking mollified.
They kissed again. This time her hands snaked up into and combed through his mop of long auburn hair. His arms went around her and pulled her close. His kiss was deep and urgent, pressing her against his chest. Dom moaned though it didn’t reach even her own ears. James tongue pushed daringly into her mouth.
Dom relaxed, letting James support her weight and pushed herself into his grip. He took the message and Dom felt her weight being lifted slightly. She swung her leg over him as James pulled her into his lap.
James made a wonderful sound as Dom squirmed in his lap grinding herself against him. She could feel his hard on twitch and press against the juncture of her legs.
“Getting excited are we?” Dom said lightly. “And we’re just getting started as well.”
She reached down and pulled her t-shirt up and over her heart casting it away. James moaned again and started to press kisses against Dom’s neck. She gasped as the sensations shot through her. James’ hands worked their way up until her back until they found her bra strap.
Dom amused herself tugging James’ face into her cleavage at the last moment. She knew her breasts weren’t as big as some of her cousins but they were decently sized, perky, and the bra really helped. He made a muffled cry and his fingers scrabbled at her back but he managed to undo it and remove the bra almost as quickly as usual.
James’ face remained where she had put it and he kissed and licked at her tits. Dominique whimpered and moaned as James’ mouth enveloped one and he sucked. She realised she was gripping his head hard and grinding insistently on his Jean fronts.
She was going to slow down, really she was but James' hands moved to her hips holding her place, she rocked back and forth, even through both their clothing the friction felt great. Dom settled down shifting her position just a little so the pressure was against her clit as she practically rode him still fully clothed. James switching breasts and his hand clasping the one he'd freed was just the finishing touch and Dominique shuddered in release as the tension coiled up deep inside of her let go in a wave of pleasure.
Light headed, Dominique slumped against James' chest. His arms encircled and she snuggled against him feeling very comfortable.
"Guess, I wasn't the only one who was excited," James said, sound amused but very far away. "That only gets better every time I see it."
Dominique only made a satisfied noise, and rest her head on James' shoulder until she felt verbal again.
"That was amazing but I kinda of left you behind."
"Don't worry about that, I am eager to catch up. If you're still up for it."
"Isn't it you who has to be up for it?" Dom asked with a laugh. It turned into a squeak as James picked her up and flipped their positions over. Suddenly Dom was on the sofa propped up on a pile of cushions.
Confident hands ran their way up Dominique's legs, quick fingers undid the fastenings of her clothes and then a strong steady grip pulled them clothes down and off her.
When the touch returned it was skin on skin, Dom moaned as James spread her legs wide open.
He waited until she looked at him to take his shirt off, whipping it away to show of his toned chest, dusted with red hair. Dom whooped and clapped a couple of times at the show and James flashed a lopsided grin. He obviously knew she was only half serious but the half that wasn't was appreciated equally as well.
What was the point if it wasn't fun?
She wasn't laughing when he took the rest of it off. His cock was nicely sized and as promised he was up for it.
Dom gasped as James pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance. Then they groaned in frustration, as it slipped off Dom's wetness from her previous climax, it rubbed up against Dom's folds and didn't go in.
"Dammit, I… " James said, flustered.
"Don't worry," she gasped hoarsely. "Don't worry, let me just… let's sort this."
She reached both hands down between her legs, spread herself open with one hand and grabbing James' cock with the other. She wriggled hips and this time, when James thrust he went deep. Dom cried out in surprise.
"It's okay, just.. oh… find a-a pace, oh yeah, like that, just like that." Dom said, fumbling the words as James started to get going.
James was standing between her spread legs, thrusting easily into her supine body, the angle and the slickness let him go deep in her and he pushed to hilt before retreating. Dom grinned up at him but his eyes were half closed now, his face fixed in an adorable mask of concentration.
There were ways of getting his attention though. Dom wrapped her legs about his waist and squeezed with them. She knew he liked her legs.
"Oh Dom!" James cried.
"That's right, baby," Dom said between gasps. "I want you, really badly."
James shifted his hands to back of the sofa, so he was leaning over her now. His brown eyes locked on hers. The changed angle set jolt through her with every thrust.
"Oh, Dom, you're amazing, so amazing. I.. just really."
Words failed him and Dom contorted herself up enough to kiss him instead. Gradually James thrusts became erratic, then steady but shorter until with another barely intelligible noise that was probably her name, he came to a shuddering stop, literally.
They lay tangled up together awhile. James' arms around her, her fingers toying with his hair.
After a while she said;
"We were ordering in right?"
"Hmm?" A question.
"Food. I don't think I make it to the kitchen."
"Hmm," A statement. Probably agreement.
Before or after James had asked earlier. Well, if it was going to be like that they were going to be eating in-between bouts if she had anything to say about it.
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Dominique Weasley
Word Count: ~1,500
Content: PWP, grinding/frottage, vaginal sex, incest (first cousins), banter, playful relationship
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: James makes sure he and Dominique on disturbed on their night in together.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written over four GYWO days, three of them last month. So maybe a little scattershot. I know I've said "I've written this before" before but this time I found this exact same concept, I wrote at the end of last year while looking to see if I'd used a title before. Oh well, only so many excuses for smut. A spiritual sequel to "The First Resort" with Al/Roxy. I guess Lily Luna needs a turn next.
- - -
James Sirius Potter closed the door to the flat, firmly. He pulled out his wand and tapped the door. Numerous locks and chains clanged and clattered as they locked and fastened themselves.
He went to the window, checked something on the sill and then likewise made sure it was closed. Then he went to fireplace and frowning, rubbed at the ashes there to make sure they were completely extinguished and closed a fire guard over it
Dominique Weasley watched him with bemused expression on her face from the safety of their sofa.
"James," she said after a little while. "Whatcha doing?"
"Hmm?" James said casting a gaze all around the room, frowning in concentration.
"What are you doing?" Dom repeated.
"It's our night off, I'm making sure we aren't disturbed." James said. He went to side table and picked up the phone. "You want food before or after?"
Dominique raised her eyebrow at him and he waggled both of his in response.
"You're that sure you're getting it?"
"Aren't I?" James shrugged. "Okay, well I guess we'll not be disturbed while we read quietly on the sofa then."
He stretched and then settled down on the sofa next to Dom with elaborate nonchalance but he left the phone off the hook all the same.
"Look at you," Dom said with a giggle, sitting up on the sofa next to him. "Trying to pretend like you're not bothered if we don't do it."
James smiled at her again and leant in close. Dom felt his hot breath on her face, his warm brown eyes seemed huge and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
"Hark, who's talking," He said.
Dominique leant the rest of the way in and kissed James on the lips. He groaned softly as she slowly let their lips meld together, Dom kissed is upper lip and then the lower one, sucking on it.
Her hand were resting oh James’ chest and she could feel the muscle there and his heavy breath and his heart facing, he did do anything but let her kiss him though. Dom noticed his hands clenching and twitching slightly at his sides.
“You can touch me, you know,” Dom said, coming up for air.
“Oh, I know,” James said with an amused lilt to his voice. “if you want me to.”
Dominique laughed. Then kissed James’ stubbly chin and his cheek and his earlobe before saying huskily.
“Oh, yes. I do want you to if. If it makes you happy, I’m the horny one here. I’ve just got to have you. You sexy beast, you.”
James’ face worked, he was obviously trying to keep his expression stoic but it only took a moment or two before he cracked and a big goofy grin spread over his face. They both giggled. Everyone liked being desired after all.
“Okay, okay, so long as that’s clear.” James said, looking mollified.
They kissed again. This time her hands snaked up into and combed through his mop of long auburn hair. His arms went around her and pulled her close. His kiss was deep and urgent, pressing her against his chest. Dom moaned though it didn’t reach even her own ears. James tongue pushed daringly into her mouth.
Dom relaxed, letting James support her weight and pushed herself into his grip. He took the message and Dom felt her weight being lifted slightly. She swung her leg over him as James pulled her into his lap.
James made a wonderful sound as Dom squirmed in his lap grinding herself against him. She could feel his hard on twitch and press against the juncture of her legs.
“Getting excited are we?” Dom said lightly. “And we’re just getting started as well.”
She reached down and pulled her t-shirt up and over her heart casting it away. James moaned again and started to press kisses against Dom’s neck. She gasped as the sensations shot through her. James’ hands worked their way up until her back until they found her bra strap.
Dom amused herself tugging James’ face into her cleavage at the last moment. She knew her breasts weren’t as big as some of her cousins but they were decently sized, perky, and the bra really helped. He made a muffled cry and his fingers scrabbled at her back but he managed to undo it and remove the bra almost as quickly as usual.
James’ face remained where she had put it and he kissed and licked at her tits. Dominique whimpered and moaned as James’ mouth enveloped one and he sucked. She realised she was gripping his head hard and grinding insistently on his Jean fronts.
She was going to slow down, really she was but James' hands moved to her hips holding her place, she rocked back and forth, even through both their clothing the friction felt great. Dom settled down shifting her position just a little so the pressure was against her clit as she practically rode him still fully clothed. James switching breasts and his hand clasping the one he'd freed was just the finishing touch and Dominique shuddered in release as the tension coiled up deep inside of her let go in a wave of pleasure.
Light headed, Dominique slumped against James' chest. His arms encircled and she snuggled against him feeling very comfortable.
"Guess, I wasn't the only one who was excited," James said, sound amused but very far away. "That only gets better every time I see it."
Dominique only made a satisfied noise, and rest her head on James' shoulder until she felt verbal again.
"That was amazing but I kinda of left you behind."
"Don't worry about that, I am eager to catch up. If you're still up for it."
"Isn't it you who has to be up for it?" Dom asked with a laugh. It turned into a squeak as James picked her up and flipped their positions over. Suddenly Dom was on the sofa propped up on a pile of cushions.
Confident hands ran their way up Dominique's legs, quick fingers undid the fastenings of her clothes and then a strong steady grip pulled them clothes down and off her.
When the touch returned it was skin on skin, Dom moaned as James spread her legs wide open.
He waited until she looked at him to take his shirt off, whipping it away to show of his toned chest, dusted with red hair. Dom whooped and clapped a couple of times at the show and James flashed a lopsided grin. He obviously knew she was only half serious but the half that wasn't was appreciated equally as well.
What was the point if it wasn't fun?
She wasn't laughing when he took the rest of it off. His cock was nicely sized and as promised he was up for it.
Dom gasped as James pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance. Then they groaned in frustration, as it slipped off Dom's wetness from her previous climax, it rubbed up against Dom's folds and didn't go in.
"Dammit, I… " James said, flustered.
"Don't worry," she gasped hoarsely. "Don't worry, let me just… let's sort this."
She reached both hands down between her legs, spread herself open with one hand and grabbing James' cock with the other. She wriggled hips and this time, when James thrust he went deep. Dom cried out in surprise.
"It's okay, just.. oh… find a-a pace, oh yeah, like that, just like that." Dom said, fumbling the words as James started to get going.
James was standing between her spread legs, thrusting easily into her supine body, the angle and the slickness let him go deep in her and he pushed to hilt before retreating. Dom grinned up at him but his eyes were half closed now, his face fixed in an adorable mask of concentration.
There were ways of getting his attention though. Dom wrapped her legs about his waist and squeezed with them. She knew he liked her legs.
"Oh Dom!" James cried.
"That's right, baby," Dom said between gasps. "I want you, really badly."
James shifted his hands to back of the sofa, so he was leaning over her now. His brown eyes locked on hers. The changed angle set jolt through her with every thrust.
"Oh, Dom, you're amazing, so amazing. I.. just really."
Words failed him and Dom contorted herself up enough to kiss him instead. Gradually James thrusts became erratic, then steady but shorter until with another barely intelligible noise that was probably her name, he came to a shuddering stop, literally.
They lay tangled up together awhile. James' arms around her, her fingers toying with his hair.
After a while she said;
"We were ordering in right?"
"Hmm?" A question.
"Food. I don't think I make it to the kitchen."
"Hmm," A statement. Probably agreement.
Before or after James had asked earlier. Well, if it was going to be like that they were going to be eating in-between bouts if she had anything to say about it.
