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I've been in a very grumpy mood since they've announced a fourth heatwave next week. So here, have some prongsfoot, hot in every meaning of the word. At least they're having fun while I'll go cry in a corner 😂😭
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''Fuck, I'm hot.''
The irritated huff that followed was almost defeaning.
''Mmm. You are. Made my sixth-form years particularly hard, Jimmy.''
Sirius tried to keep a straight face when James gave him a dirty look from his sprawled out position next to him on the bed.
''How long is this sodding heat going to last? It has to stop, right? I need to sleep, I have a bloody match tomorrow...'' he grumbled as he tried to find a more comfortable position to no avail.
The heatwave had started a week ago and showed no sign of receding yet according to the weather forecast. James and Sirius were running out of patience and ways to cool down. Their whole flat was overheated and opening the windows at night was useless — there wasn't a single breeze coming in.
To be honest, Sirius was ready to go sleeping in the grass outside and to hell with the mosquitoes. Or maybe move in a cave, somewhere. One deep under the ground where the sun couldn't reach. Oh, such temptation....
''Alright, I've had enough, where's the spray?'' James muttered as he blindly reached for his bedside table.
A few seconds later, Sirius heard the familiar hiss of the cooling spray over the faint buzz of their fan. He peered at James and...
Well. Speaking of temptation...
In the low light of the lamp posts, the drops of water on James chest were slowly sliding down his skin. Sirius wanted to follow them with his fingers, or maybe his tongue.
James' sudden sigh of bliss when the air from the fan brushed over him was enough for Sirius to cave (not that he needed much encouragement).
''Sirius...''
Sirius paid no mind to the warning in James' tone. He kept trailing fingers along his clavicles, his shoulders, chasing the drops before sliding down to place a hand over his heart. He slowly stroked the patch of hair there and heard James' breath faltered. Sirius grinned.
''Okay?'' he leaned down to whisper teasingly, his lips grazing James' ear on purpose.
''I hate you....'' James grunted, as if Sirius could not hear his heart speeding up under his own fingertips.
He cupped the swell of James' pec muscle and ran a thumb over the scar underneath softly. He brushed a hand over his side, tracing his ribs, then skimmed over his waist, his stomach, feeling James tense and shiver underneath every movements. Sirius nuzzled his neck as his fingers played with the crease of a thigh, until....
''F-fine. Fine!'' James panted, eyes closed. ''But you're doing all the work, I'll just lay there. 'M saving my energy for tomorrow.''
Sirius laughed, kissed his shoulder and drew away to open the drawer of his bedside table.
Of course, they ended up being an absolute sweaty mess once they were done, Sirius on top of James, wrapped around each other as they tried to catch their breath.
''Ugh, all the windows are open, the old swag next door will complain about the noise again....''
A snort.
''You were loud.''
''And whose fault is that, hm?'' James said sleepily as he ran his fingers along Sirius spine.
''Shower?''
''Yeah. Next time, we're shagging there. I think the sheet and I merge into a single entity, Padfoot. Do we even have clean ones?''
Turned out they didn't, to the greatest pleasure of the mosquitoes.
"We're basically soulmates, aren't we?" James asked the ceiling.
"Obviously," Sirius agreed lazily. He was sprawled on his back on the carpet of James's bedroom, tossing a Galleon in the air and catching it.
"Do you think..." James hesitated, shifting on his mattress and hanging his upper body off the edge so he could look down at Sirius upside down. "Do you think if one of us had been a girl, we'd have ended up together?"
Sirius caught the coin and closed his fingers around it, letting his hand rest on his chest. He didn't hesitate. "Yeah."
"Yeah?"
"I'd definitely want to be the girl, though."
James snorted, grinning. "Why's that?"
Sirius stopped moving. He looked up, meeting James's upside-down gaze. He is so beautiful, James couldn't help but think.
"Because I wouldn't want you to be any different."
James's smile faltered. He searched Sirius's face for the grin that usually followed one of his ridiculous comments, but it never came. Instead, there was only that unwavering look in his grey eyes, so open and certain that James felt something inside him shift.
"Sirius," James managed to mumble.
Sirius pushed himself up off the floor and flopped onto the bed beside him, as if he hadn't just turned James's world upside down.
"Anyway," he said. "Move over."
And James did, making room without thinking, even as he wondered whether Sirius had any idea what he'd just done to him.
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when sirius and james tell everyone they're dating, they expect shock, awe, maybe outrage. not eyerolls, "well-duh" and Peter arguing with Lily about who won the betting pool
No one was surprised when Sirius, at his seventeenth birthday party announced that he was getting a tattoo. He had been talking about wanting one for years.
James was surprised, however, when Sirius refused to share what he was getting, even in the privacy behind James' bed curtains.
Now the day was finally here and James was waiting impatiently since Sirius wouldn't let him come with. He was sure Sirius would go for something majestic and powerfull. A dragon, perhaps. Or a phoenix. That would match his personality, always the brightest shining light in every room. Judging from the time it took, at least it was something big.
Finally, Sirius returned.
"Promise not to laugh", he mumbled.
"Of course, not."
James would never want to make Sirius feel small. Would never make fun of him for being his own radiant self.
"Just... if you don't like it, that's all right, but... please be kind."
With an unusual apprehension, he peeled the protective adhesive from his chest, anxiously waiting for James' reaction.
A stag.
Sure, it was a majestic animal, but it was so much more. When James saw the tiny detailed set of a broom, a snitch, a quaffel and two bludgers flying around the stag, his chest became tight with emotion. Because there was no doubt. This was a symbol of him, forever inked into Sirius' perfect skin.
Breathless, he traced his fingers delicately over the lines.
"What do you think?" Sirius whispered.
James could kiss him. In fact, looking up into Sirius intently serching eyes, he leaned closer and did just that.
Just a peck at first, and then lingering just an inch away. Then Sirius answerd his unspoken question by pressing closer and hungrily connecting their lips again.
James would never forget their first kiss for as log as he lived. Sirius was the brightest light in every room. And now James was forever inked over his heart.
James Potter’s first reaction after realizing his best friend is gay and deeply in love with him will always be: “No matter what, you cannot stop being close to me. You should never think there needs to be any distance between us.”
That will always be his first reaction, regardless of whether he’s straight, bi, or anything else.
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james and sirius often climb into each other's beds at Hogwarts just to lie quietly wrapped in each other, listening to their hearts beating against each other in their chests as if having their own private conversation
@nyxunderwood and @plecotusauritus thank you for the tag!! What a lovely idea 😍😍
Sorry, this took me a hot second, but what else do you expect from a sloth??
THE GAME: 📣 Prongsfoot writers: Show me your Prongsfoot first kiss!
THE RULES:
💋 Share the first Sirius/James kisses from your fics in a post. Make sure you link to the fic.
💋 No context. Let the kiss speak for itself.
💋 Tag with: "Prongsfoot first kisses".
💋 Tag a few other Prongsfoot writers to keep it going.
Now, to the kisses!
Reindeer Games 10k, M
In hindsight, James wasn't sure why he had done it in that moment.
Maybe it had just been desperation. Maybe it had been something he'd been wanting to do for a while, just to see what it felt like. Maybe he just needed to do something.
So he leaned forward and pressed his lips on Sirius'.
It felt right. They were close again. Connected. And Sirius didn't push him away this time. He returned the kiss, even, grabbing a hold of James' neck, pulling him down.
The kiss only lasted a few seconds and it was clumsy, but when they separated, the wall Sirius had erected between them had vanished.
1+1<3 4k, T, lesbian prongsfoot
Sirius leaned in. Just slightly but discerningly enough to leave no doubt.
James' heart was jumping in her throat. Was this really happening?
Only one way to find out.
She closed her eyes and leaned in as well.
Sirius' lips turned out to be exactly as soft as they looked. They interlocked with James' effortlessly, like they'd never done anything else. Sirius hand softly wrapped around her neck, pulling her closer until she pushed James glasses off her nose.
Strut 3k, T
Sirius looked at him with genuine surprise, his gaze suddenly so soft and vulnerable that James almost felt like he could see right into his head, to read his thoughts.
Kiss me.
He didn't think much about it and leaned in.
The kiss was a little messy, since their hands were greasy and they both smelled of garlic but it was still the best kiss James had ever had. They snapped together like puzzle pieces, long separated and now finally back in place. His hands found their way easily around Sirius' body, as if he'd known him for years and Sirius melted against him, wrapping his arms tightly around his neck like he had nothing left to loose.
Safehouse 13k, E
James should have gotten up now, but he didn't. He just laid there, his body covering Sirius', staring at his face as if he was hypnotized.
They were so close, their noses almost touched. James lowered his head, almost unnoticeably. Sirius felt his breath on his lips.
He lost his last bit of self restraint and lifted his head to close the unbearable gap between them.
Sirius had never understood the appeal of sexual relations. Of course he had tried it, but it had never lived up to the expectations that the talk of his compares had illicited. Ultimately, he had settled with the thought that he just wasn't someone who felt sexual desires.
As it turned out, his mistake had been to only try with women.
With James things were different.
Kiss me, I'm drunk 1k, T
He would lie, if he'd said that he'd never thought about how James' lips felt. But he had buried these thoughts deep down, in the drawer of things that he didn't want to deal with. It had become rather crowded in there.
And now it plopped right open, spilling its contents onto the metaphorical floor of his subconscious.
James' lips slotted in between his, and Sirius thought about how his heart always skipped a beat, whenever James put his head on his shoulder.
James' tounge licked clumsily over his mouth, trying to find a way in, and Sirius thought about how the only thing that had kept him going over the summer back at home had been the thought of James, waiting for him on the train on September 1st.
James' upper-lip stubble scraped against his cheek and nose as his tounge ventured further, batteling with Sirius' for access, and Sirius thought about how his heart had plummeted when James had started fancying Lily.
James' body dropped heavily ontop of him, unable to support himself any longer, leaving them pressed together, and Sirius thought about how his skin would always tingle for minutes after James had touched him, even after the thousandth time.
James' kisses started to slow, to trail sloppily over his cheek down to his neck, and Sirius thought about all the times his mind had wandered to his best friend, while getting himself off. About the shame he had felt each time. Because surely, James would be disgusted if he knew.
Sleepless 1.6k, T
The kiss is different to what they do onstage. Less tounge, unhurried, tender. Sirius thinks he is suffocating on his feelings but he doesn't care. If this is how he dies then so be it.
His hand moves up into James' hair. James' shuffles so he is slightly on top of him. A choked sigh frees itself from Sirius' tight chest and escapes his lips.
Man in the Mirror wip, 120k, E
"Can I - ?"
James' lips swallowed the remainder of the question as he closed the small gap between them with a greedy kiss.
To his own horror Sirius heard himself sigh into it, but he didn't dwell on it long because now James' tounge was licking at his lips, slipping past as they parted, nudging against his own. Sirius' fingers found their way into James' hair, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss.
He felt like he was being swallowed up by the feeling of James' lips on his, of the sensation of their tounges dancing around each other, nipping and licking at lips, noses squished on each others faces - and yet it wasn't enough, he needed to be closer.
I feel like this tag has already run its course through all my prongsfoot mutuals but if you see this and you'd like to do it, feel tagged!!!
Thanks for the tag @nyxunderwood , this is such a lovely idea!
Here is (one of) my prongsfoot first kisses, from my fic Logic:
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“Alright. Kiss me, then,” he says, grey eyes full of challenge.
“Alright, I will.”
“I’m waiting.”
“Right…” James mumbles and leans in.
It’s just a soft peck on the lips, in case Sirius prefers to laugh it off as a joke, but it sends sparkling zaps through his entire body, and it takes everything in him to pull away. How are Sirius’s lips so soft? Why is his chest suddenly all broad and radiating heat? Why do his shoulders beg to be grabbed? His hair beg to be pulled? Why do those eyes stare into his soul?
Sirius scoffs. “You call that a kiss?”
The intent behind his gaze is unmistakeable now, so James licks his lips and straddles him, knocking a few empty bottles to the floor in his hurry, but neither of them care as James captures Sirius’s lips in a proper kiss. He tastes of beer and fags and whipped cream, but somehow it’s the most enticing thing James has ever tasted, and he dives his tongue in to get more of it as Sirius’s hands find their way into his hair, pulling and pushing at the same time. His body is scorching hot, and moans fill the air as they press ever closer, Sirius’s head tilting back under James’s eagerness.
This is no joke.
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I think most of the prongsfoot writers I know were already tagged lol, but I'm adding @diamondmeadow @thistlecatfics and @plecotusauritus (also open tag to anyone else who wants to share!)
(see this post for what to do - no pressure of course!)
So, at the beginning of the year I suffered two different data loss incidents and lost all my fics. But today, I FOUND A DIFFERENT BACKUP!
I was hunting around for some info to update my resume and there my fics were! If this isn't a sign to leave this job, I don't know what is.
Anyway, I'm dumping about 2 or 3 Prongsfoot fics and this weird Sirius/James/Lily/Snape polyamory fic to AO3 because I'm not testing my luck again.
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