Untouchable

Title: Untouchable.

Author: ruler_of_nestleyland

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. It's all Jo Rowling's. All of it.

Summary: James comes home from work and sees that his son isn't home. His wife certainly is, though. -No plot whatsoever.-

Author's note: My first smutfic! I hope I did a good job on it…-wink wink- Let me know what you think!

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"Honey, I'm home!"

James walked in and shut the door of their cottage behind him, raising an eyebrow when he heard no response. He frowned as he walked into the living room, and a slow smile spread on his lips as he saw candles all around casting a soft orange glow and giving it a romantic ambiance.

"Lil?" He called out cautiously, putting his briefcase down on the coffee table and took off his robes, loosening his tie.

"Hm?" Lily appeared in the doorway, her short bathrobe clasped loosely around her waist. She was leaning against the doorframe, smiling as she looked him over appraisingly. His lean and muscular frame stood tall at about 6'1, in opposition to her 5'8. His unruly hair that never failed to turn her on was even messier than usual, a bang of the raven hair falling over his soft hazel eyes that were now wrinkled at the corners in a smile.

James pulled his tie off and opened the first button of his shirt, not taking his eyes off her.

"What are you looking at?" He asked, his eyes twinkling.

Lily smiled and walked over to him slowly without responding, and ran her hands over his chest as he pulled her close, his arms looping around her waist.

"Hey", she greeted softly, leaning up to kiss his neck lightly.

"Hey." James nuzzled her neck before kissing her ear. Lily leaned against him and they stood in silence for a few moments, just enjoying each other's company. Lily played with his collar as her head lay on his chest while James stroked her hair lightly.

Lily lifted her head up to look at him, and touched his cheek when he sighed. "Long day?" She cooed sympathetically, and leaned up to peck his lips, nibbling on his bottom lip.

"Mmhmm…" James sat on the couch, tugging on her hand. He pulled her to sit on his lap, toying a bit with the hem of her robe that reached mid-thigh, revealing soft, creamy skin. He rubbed his thumb back and forth on her thigh, as she put her head on his shoulder.

"Where's my little man?" James asked, looking at her. "I don't hear any bawling."

Lily chuckled lightly. "That's because he's not home."

James blinked. "Come again?"

"Remus and Valerie offered to baby-sit so we could have a quiet evening. God knows we need it." Lily explained, smiling.

"Quiet evening?" James grinned, his eyes holding a mischievous glint. "Are you sure?"

"James", Lily scolded playfully, shaking her head and sighed a moment later. "It almost killed him to let him go.."

"Harry will be fine with Remus and Val, love", he rubbed her side soothingly. "And it's just for tonight; we'll go get him back in the morning."

Lily nodded into his shoulder. "I know, it's just I've never left his side for four months…"

"Like you said, we need it", James continued gently. "We haven't slept in weeks, Lil."

"Yeah…It's not as easy as I thought."

"It never is", he agreed, shifting her on his lap so her back was against his chest. She snuggled into his embrace and closed her eyes.

The redhead turned her head to look at her husband after a few moments of comfortable silence, smiling. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes", he said seriously, looking into her eyes and tried to hide a smile. Lily bit her lip to stifle a grin and turned slightly to hit his arm playfully.

"Food, Jimmy. Food." She chastised, chuckling.

"Not now", he said quickly, hooking on of his arms under her legs and the other supporting her waist as he got up, carrying her easily upstairs.

Lily giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, licking his ear teasingly, causing him to stumble slightly on the stairs.

"Lil", he groaned as she continued licking his ear, twirling her tongue around the lobe before switching to his neck. "I'm going to drop you if you keep doing that…" He said gruffly, kicking their bedroom door open and carried her inside. He laid her down on the bed, covering her body with his and attacked her lips hungrily, their tongues dueling fiercely. Lily rolled over on top of him and straddled his waist, starting to undo the buttons on his shirt.

"What are you wearing under this?" James mused aloud, slowly loosening the sash around her waist.

"Oh I wonder", she mocked, running her hands over his chest once his shirt was open, grinning slyly down at him. He grinned before undoing the knot and sucked in a breath when he saw she had not a scrap of clothing under the robe.

"Lily…"

"Like what you see?" She said softly, letting her robe fall open.

"Always", James whispered, running his hands up and down her sides before cupping her arse and pulling her down for another kiss. In contrast to the rather passionate kiss they had shared earlier, this one was rather gentle...loving. Their open mouths moved over each other in sensual movements, although they did not exchange any tongue. Lily moaned softly into James' mouth, running her fingers in his hair as her breasts pressed against his chest.

Pulling away, she shrugged out of the robe and threw it to the floor, and held up a finger when James reached out to touch her. James groaned woefully and let his hands fall limply at his sides merely watching the naked form of his wife on top of him.

She was in her 'no touching' mode tonight. James knew she loved to see him beg for her and plead for mercy, but he didn't really mind, because he rather enjoyed that fiery side of Lily Potter.

"You have too many clothes on, love." Said Potter whispered as she helped him out of his shirt. James, in way of agreement, reached out to undo his pants. But before he could even get close to touching the fabric, Lily had smacked his hand rather sharply.

"No touching", she ordered sternly, and made to undo his pants herself, lifting herself a bit to pull them down with his boxers.

"Now isn't that better?" She cooed, a hand running down his chest to play with the hair on his lower abdomen.

"Lil—"

"Shh…" she cut him off, putting a finger to his lips to silence him. James shut up immediately, his eyes turning glassy.

She moved down his form, pressing her lips to his chest, flicking her tongue against his male nipples. James closed his eyes and bit his lip hard to hold back a moan. He felt Lily smile against his skin as she slid further down his body, her hand curling around his erection. James sucked in a sharp breath, and it was all he could do to not cum in her mouth when her warm lips closed around the tip. He groaned and dug his head back into the pillow, his hands intuitively burying themselves in her fiery red hair—

—Which caused her to stop and look up at him. James stared at her in dismay.

"What did we say about no touching?" She eyed him owlishly, her hand still curled around the base of his cock. James smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry, love.."

Lily smiled as he dropped his hands, and went back to what she was doing, moving her lips torturously up and down his length. James up into her mouth, and fisted the sheets on either sides of him, his breathing quickened.

"L-Lily.." He growled out her name as she continued to torture him, her mouth still moving in slow and calculated movements over him.

James was gripping the sheets so hard, his knuckles were white, and his fingers cramped. He wanted to touch her, but he knew she wasn't joking when she said she'll stop if he touched her.

Thankfully, her tempo was quickening now, and all James could do was push his hips to her mouth repeatedly as she took in as much as she can of him in as her hand pumped him, and the other reached out to gently caress his balls. James moaned as he felt himself building up.

But Lily had other plans.

Just before he came, she pulled away. James slumped down against the bed and groaned at the loss.

"Hush, now", she smiled as she straddled him again and licked at his lips teasingly, grinding her hot core against his arousal. James bit his lip hard.

"Lily…please…I need to touch you.." He pleaded with her. Lily smiled and took his hands, bringing them to her breasts. He fondled them gently, his thumb flicking over her nipples. Lily's emerald eyes clouded over as their eyes locked, breathing harshly.

James could feel her wetness against him, and knew she was ready. God knows he was.

He dropped his hands to her hips, lifting her up against him. Lily complied and clamped herself down on him in one swift movement, her back arching, her nipples jutting out proudly in the air.

"Oh James.." She moaned out his name and rocked herself against him, her hands lifting her red hair. James pushed up against her hard, his fingers digging into her hips and Lily was sure there would be bruises the next day. Not that she minded having James mark her, really.

With highly remarkable speed, James sat up and pulled her against him without breaking the contact. Lily gasped in surprise but quickly recovered, and placing her feet on either side of him, started moving faster. James gripped her hips, moving her up and down on his length, and the soft smacking sound of skin against skin ensued every time the contact renewed.

James crushed her to him as Lily started to move harder and faster on him, gripping his shoulders for support, a light sheen of sweat appearing on both their bodies. James knew neither of them were going to last much longer, and he clamped Lily down firmly against him, stilling her movements. That made them lose it, and they rode out their orgasms until they were spent.

Lily slumped against James as he held her, leaning against the headboard. He rubbed her back gently and kissed her forehead. Lily smiled up at him and moved away a few bangs that were stuck to his sweaty forehead and kissed his lips gently.

"I love you", James whispered. "That was amazing."

"I know. And I love you too honey", Lily kissed him again before pulling him out of her and lay down, beckoning him. James slid down beside her and pulled the sheets up and over them, pulling his wife to him.

"Aren't you hungry?" Lily asked. "And I mean food."

"Well, now that you mention it…Sort of. It can wait. I'm exhausted."

"I think I know why…"

James smirked. "Do you, now?"

"Oh yes", Lily inclined her head and nodded innocently.

"I think I do too", he ran a hand over he side, biting her neck gently as one of his legs slid between hers. "Another go, love?"

Lily grinned impishly.

…And the rest is history.

R&R!

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