Hey baby! Can I request something where (sub) james potter and reader are best friends and one day he confesses to her that he wants to know what sex feels like (cause hes a virgin lol) and she’s like “i can… show you?” 🙏🏻🙏🏻😣😣 imagine him all subby fucked out not being able to handle how her pussy feels so much better than his hands
omg thisssssss!!!!! sub James is literally all I think about. I Hope you like ittt!
James Potter x Fem!Reader
It's a typical Saturday night. James had texted you earlier asking if he could come over; apparently there was a new movie he wanted to see. Sirius had already seen it and Remus was too much of a movie critic so that left you as James' movie companion tonight.
You and James’ friendship was comfortable. You’d known him since you were kids and you both knew almost everything about each other. Almost. James was a person who thrived on physical touch, so that meant holding hands in public, spooning while taking naps together, and cuddling while watching movies. As you were right now.
The movie James had picked was action packed and not typically what you’d put on, but you weren't upset about it. You were just happy to spend time with him. He had gone to visit his parents the week prior, and although you had other friends to hang out with while he was away, nothing compared to the complete comfort and ease you felt with him. You two had a rhythm, you worked around each other seamlessly, you don’t even need to think when he's around.
As the movie progressed through fight scenes and dramatic love confessions it eventually blurred into messy kisses and a very steamy sex scene that you should probably feel awkward watching while laying on top of your best friend–but it's never awkward with James.
You are busy watching the movie, not worrying about the boy beneath you until you hear a sharp inhalation of breath.
You scrunch your eyebrows and tear your vision away from the screen where the two main characters are going at it on their kitchen counter.
All you get is a strained “mhm?” in response
You watch him take a deep breath. You even see a slight blush cover his cheeks. Strange.
“I just-” he stops himself and looks back at the TV for a moment,
“I just wish I knew what sex feels like.” he murmurs quietly
You nearly choke on your own spit. You don’t mean to laugh at him, you really really don't. The giggles escape you involuntarily.
“James, what are you talking about?”
He has to be messing with you, it's the only explanation your slightly dumbstruck mind can come up with. There is just no way your hot, muscley, kind, stunning bestfriend is a virgin. There's absolutely no way that's true.
But, you think back on all the times you have discussed sex with James. You both tell eachother everything, so why can't you come up with a single memory of him talking about his sex life? You have told him about yours plenty of times. You have told him about the guys that weren't able to make you cum, he’d made fun of them profusely. You told him about the guys that did make you cum, you told him about the hot shower sex you had, about a one night stand that submitted to you so well you swore it was the best sex of your life, you seriously didn't shut up about that lay, and yet throughout all of these stories James just nodded along. He didn’t add to your stories, he never added his own input or told a story of his own.
Your realization must show on your face because James sinks a little further into the couch and his face flushes.
“No, no, no. No. James, baby it's okay!” you nervously laugh
“God, I'm so sorry. I really didn’t mean to laugh it's just-” you stop yourself and take a deep breath,
“You're just you. You know?” “I Mean James you're hot, I mean like ridiculously hot, and jacked and I just didn't expect you to be a virgin that's all!”
After you finish your rambling James seems to lighten up a bit,
“You think I'm hot sweetheart?” he wiggles his brows at you
You roll your eyes at him and push at his chest. Even through his teasing you think back to what he said. I wish I knew what sex feels like. He sounded so vulnerable when he said it and god, you just wanted to give this man whatever he wanted.
Your friendship was so open, it wouldn’t be weird. You knew each other inside and out. He knows you’d take care of him and you know that he’d take care of you so, why not? You’d be willing if he was down.
“James” you say with a tone suddenly serious.
You shifted so that your knees were straddling either side of his waist and looked down at him. Suddenly you felt nervous. That feeling was quickly shaken from your mind as James reached out for your hand. He took it in his and laced his fingers with yours.
“I-, I can…show you?” What sex is like I mean. If you want to of course! You don't have to-”
James cuts of your rambling with a simple “Please”
When you look back down at him his eyes are glossed over. And fuck. You wanted to give him everything.
You lean down and hover your lips just above his,
“More than okay, please please please pl-”
You cut off james’ begging with a kiss. It's firm, a little sloppy, but so so so good. You experiment by grinding your hips down into his and he whimpers into your mouth.
You can feel his hard cock through his trousers and it makes you go slightly feral. You pull away from the kiss, it’s filthy, and a string of spit connects both of your mouths. You're both panting, James looks undone and you just started.
“Lets go to my bed okay? You think you can do that for me?”
He lets out a grunt, but nods nonetheless. You get up off of his lap and he whines at the loss of contact. He throws his legs off the side of the couch and begins to stand as you reach for the remote to turn off the now forgotten movie.
You start moving toward the bedroom, James follows. When you arrive you pull James down by the roots of his hair and whisper into his mouth,
James is surprised he doesn’t come on the spot, he lets out a sinful moan just as your lips reconnect.
You walk him backwards toward the bed and push him down. He scoots up closer to the headboard and your hands come to his jeans. You start to unbutton them as he pulls his shirt over his head. You ogle him with no shame. After you've pulled his jeans and boxers off of his legs you let your hand roam. They move over his chest, watching as his back arches as you brush against his sensitive nipples, you run them over the ridges of his abs and move down. You narrowly avoid his cock deciding you want to tease his thighs instead.
He whines and squirms on the bed as you run your hands over his thighs, leaning down to bite and nip at them. He begs you for more. You don't think you have ever heard a prettier sound.
Eventually you decide to have mercy. You crawl up his body to give him a kiss. You look into his watery eyes as you coo
“Aw James youre looking so fucked out and I havent even touched your pretty cock yet” You fake a pout
“Please, please y/n! I need you to touch me” he pushes his hips up, looking for friction, but you lift up before he can get any.
“Oh I know love, I've been a little mean havent I? My good boy deserves to be touched isn’t that right Jamie?”
“Yes! Yes ill be so good I promise, just touch me!”
You don’t even wait for him to finish before wrapping your hand around his cock. Hes big. Again making you question just how in the hell your sweet boy is a virgin.
“So big Jamie, so pretty” you whisper as you begin to move your hand up and down in painstakingly slow strokes
He whines in the pillow where he buries his head. His hips lift to meet your hands movement and as you move to rub your thumb over his leaking tip he shouts,
“‘M going to cum! Stop! I need to be inside you. I don't want to cum yet please!”
You lift your hand off immediately, and although he asked you to stop, he sobs into his pillow and releases a frustrated moan.
“It's okay Jamie, you're doing so well for me. You want to be inside me?”
You strip off the remainder of your clothes and settle on top of him. He looks up at you with his teary eyes and grabs your waist. You reach behind you and pull his cock to your folds. You run his tip through your wetness, teasing him. He's already moaning and shaking from the minimal stimulation.
With his request you sink down on him. The sound he makes is utterly indecent. Your sounds mix together as you adjust to his length. You haven't even started to move yet but his eyes are squeezed shut and he’s chanting don’t cum dont cum dont cum to himself over and over again. You let out a slightly evil giggle as you rotate your hips and begin to move up and down on his cock.
He lets out a strangled moan and gasps.
“Shit! Fuck fuck fuck.” he lifts his head off the pillow to get a better look at where your bodies meet but had to throw it back against his pillow in a few second.
He is completely overwhelmed and filled by the sensation of your heat wrapped around him. It's better than anything he's ever felt before. His hand could never live up to this and he doesn't know how he'll ever go without this again.
He tries to last, he really really tries, but it's all too much and he barely has the mind to tell you,
“Cuming- I’m cumming fuck”
“Inside me” You pant out.
And that's all it takes. He cums with a strangled cry. You think he has never looked better. He looks completely and utterly debauched. His hair, usually unruly, is somehow even more of a mess, his face is scrunched up from pleasure, and he's covered in love bites.
You slow your hips movements and rub your hands soothingly down his sides.
“How was that baby? Did it live up to your expectations?”
He looks up at you with a look full of admiration
“Live up to my expectations? Honey, you took my expectations and knocked them out of the park. That was the best thing I've ever felt. Ever.
You let out a giggle and lean down to give him a quick kiss. When you pull away he's frowning
“Oh god, what now pretty boy?”
“You didn't get to cum.” He states,
“I need to make you cum, it's not fair-”
“How about we save that for next time, yeah? I'm okay, I'm just happy I got to make you feel good. Lets get cleaned up, okay?
“Next time?” he questions,
