The dorm was quiet. Or at least it should have been. Remus was studying in the library with Lily and poor Peter was serving detention for a prank by Sirius and James that he hadn't actually been involved in; he was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time and, known to be a Marauder, was 'caught in the act'. James and Sirius had promised Remus that they would spend the night finishing the last of their homework; however Transfiguration was the last thing on their minds.

Once again James had his back pressed against one of his bed posts with Sirius on his knees before him. It had quickly become James' favourite way to receive head, giving him the control he needed while knowing Sirius craved it too. Both males were starkers and completely fearless of being caught – in fact, the thrill that the possibility existed that they could be caught in such a position, well it was definitely a turn on.

James was standing legs spread and head tilted down with his hands kneading through Sirius' soft hair to hold it back from his face and hold him in place while James all but fucked his mouth. Groans and gasps fell from James' mouth as Sirius tried desperately to keep up, his hands gripping James' thighs for support and to hold himself still, sucking when he could and pressing his tongue along the underside of James' thrusting cock. A shudder ran through James as he came with a harsh curse and pushed his way as far into Sirius' mouth as possible, pouring his seed down his throat.

A loud whimper came from Sirius as he reached his climax while James attempted to swallow him down before pulling off and smirking up at him.

Messing about had become their usual. Of course, around others they were still as violent as ever, hell; they were still fairly aggressive even when they were alone together. It had become common for the two to take every possible opportunity to be alone together and they took turns giving each other head, even trying out the infamous 69 position once in a while. Giving head was as far as either seemed to be willing to go so far, though both boys had certainly fantasised over the concept a few times.

It was a few weeks later that things escalated further. There was a party in the Gryffindor Common Room celebrating a Quidditch match win that had put their house at the top of both Quidditch league and the house leader board and everyone was invited. It was late and pretty much everyone in the room was wasted and the music was pounding. James was off laughing and joking with a few teammates while Peter shadowed him and interjected every so often. Sirius however felt like he'd had too much and luckily managed to 'commandeer' one of the more comfortable armchairs from a couple of first years. He fell back onto it and splayed out lazily with a glass of firewhisky in hand and not particularly paying attention to anything going on around him. It was at that moment that the Slytherin girl with whom Sirius had been forced to spend time with when younger in the hope that they would marry and join their houses spotted him sitting alone.

Eva Greengrass sauntered through the crowd to Sirius and seated herself on his lap before quickly grasping his chin and taking advantage of his surprise by kissing him, sure that her feminine wiles would be enough to snap her should-be fiancé out of his ridiculous phase and sway him back to her body and bed which he had been more than glad to warm on numerous occasions before he had begun dating James.

Sirius froze in horror and disbelief rather than the encouragement she mistook it for and her lips slanted and moved across his enthusiastically just as James turned and looked over, eyes connecting with a wide-eyed Sirius, whose world fell apart in his panic.

Sirius shoved Eva roughly to the floor as James stormed his way across the room, his palpable fury creating a path before him. His drink (that he had somehow miraculously not yet spilled) was snatched from his hand and he could only gape in shock as James dumped the contents over the prone form of the offending Slytherin female. His eyes widened as James turned back to him and his mouth opened to utter some form of pathetic excuse before he caught the look in James' eyes and shut it again, finding himself grabbed by the shoulder and almost literally dragged up to their room where James barked at Remus to get the fuck out before magically locking the door and shoving Sirius to the middle of the room.

"What the fuck, you dick?" yelled Sirius, rubbing his most likely bruised shoulder.

"What the hell was that?" James growled lowly.

"Fuck if I know; she just started kissing me! It's not like I kissed her back!"

A deep growl left James' mouth a second before his hands connected with Sirius' chest and sent him sprawling to the ground. He stalked towards his friend who was gaping up at him, looking far too much like prey and kneeling, shoved Sirius down on his front, pinning his lower back with his knee and straddling him. "You're mine, understand? Mine."

"I… what?" Sirius gasped, trying to push himself up while acutely aware of James' quickly hardening cock pressed against his ass.

James seethed as he held Sirius' shoulders down and began to grind himself against him. He would show Sirius exactly who he belonged to.

Sirius' eyes were all but bugging from his skull and his breath began to speed as he realised what James wanted and he could barely move as his clothes were essentially ripped from his body. Sirius was so confused. He was scared, really quite scared, but he wanted it as well. Really wanted it. He felt so wildly out of control but he knew, just intrinsically knew that if he told James to stop and meant it that James would stop. He trusted him. So he let him run his hands roughly up his back.

James grabbed Sirius by the head and yanked it up, forcing two fingers deep into his mouth to suck on. He might have no experience with this sort of thing and he was seriously pissed at Sirius, but when he hurt Sirius he wanted it to be deliberate, because he meant it, not because Sirius wasn't prepped properly.

A deep groan left Sirius' chest as one finger was thrust into his tight hole, James' harsh breathing in his ear. He knew James had never done it with a guy before and that it was going to hurt even if James was careful but… he wanted it to hurt. Needed it to hurt.

A second finger quickly joined the first and began to scissor inside him, burning him. James was frantic, desperately holding himself back and Sirius knew it wouldn't be long before James was fucking him into the floor and only hoped he'd be stretched by a third finger first.

It seemed that James heard Sirius' silent plea and thrust a third finger into him, reaching deep, perhaps before Sirius was truly ready for it but only turned on all the more by Sirius' cries.

It wasn't long before James reached the limit of his patience, spurred on by Sirius who had begun to thrust back on James' fingers, frenziedly trying to get them to reach his prostate and wailing his pleasure when James finally crooked his fingers just right and rubbed them against it.

A whimper of displeasure escaped Sirius as James practically yanked his fingers from his body before he gripped Sirius' hips tightly and jerked him to his knees.

James was panting harshly as he looked down at Sirius who was sweating and shaking slightly beneath him. He fumbled with his trousers and tugged them to his knees before spitting into his hand and rubbing it along his hard shaft. He was too far gone to realise that Sirius probably had lube stashed somewhere and far too impatient to stop and get it regardless and he pressed the head of his cock against Sirius' entrance and pushed in.

The world virtually went white around him. God, Sirius was so hot and so tight and he really wasn't sure how long he could last like this but who cared, it was so good and his hips rapidly set a punishing pace into Sirius.

Neither boy could think anywhere close to coherently, utterly oblivious to all but the pure pleasure and heat surging through their frames, a series of groans falling from James' lips interspersed with the occasional 'Fuck, Siri, fuck, fuck, Siri!' while Sirius was unable to even form a coherent word, never mind a sentence, reduced to nothing more than mewls and cries of ecstasy.

True to what he had thought, James didn't last long before he felt his orgasm begin to build. Lifting one of his hands from their bruising grip on Sirius' hips, he reached around Sirius' body and grasped his cock, stroking it jerkily, desperately trying to keep up with his hips.

Sirius was a broken mess beneath James. At some point his arms had given way beneath him and his left cheek was pressed tightly to the floor, torn between using his braced forearms to shove himself back against James as hard as he could or to thrust his cock forward into James' tight hand.

Sirius was gasping brokenly, his lips forming meaningless garbled sounds and all he could feel was James and suddenly he was coming and he was crying out James' name and clenching around him and then James was gasping and whimpering as Sirius tightened around him and he followed him over the edge and came deep in Sirius, hips stuttering before stopping completely, pressed flush against Sirius, head falling forward to rest on Sirius' back while they came back to themselves and relearned to breathe.

A whimper left Sirius as James withdrew and both boys collapsed onto the rug. It was then that reality hit James and he bolted upright into a sitting position, eyes wide. "Oh SHIT. Fuck, Pads, I'm sorry!"

"I'm not," came the contented reply, slightly muffled by an arm. "That was fuckin' awesome, Jamie."

"Awesome? I fucking hurt you mate! You've got bloody bruises on his side and everything! Shit, I didn't even think, it just happened so fast and fuck I'm sorry Padfoot!"

Sirius sighed. Clearly James just wasn't getting it. He rolled over to glare at his friend. "Don't ruin it."

"Ruin… what?"

"It's too late now, you fucked me and it was fuckin' epic, so don't be a pussy now and ruin it, right?"

James' face relaxed slightly at the reassurance. "You… enjoyed it?"

"Hell yeah I fuckin' enjoyed it, you dolt. Look at me!"

It was then that James noticed Sirius' cum and stretched out two fingers and wiped a stripe from Sirius' chest before sucking them into his mouth and licking it from them, a jolt of excitement rushing through him as he heard Sirius' breath hitch.

"I'm fuckin' you next time, Jamie."

Screwing became a huge part of their repertoire fairly quickly and they switched who topped depending on their mood. But as much as they enjoyed it while it was happening, when they had a minute to themselves to think about it they were faintly apprehensive. Every time they fucked they wanted more and more of one another, constantly coming up with increasingly ridiculous excuses to be alone. At least no one seemed to doubt their relationship any more since after having a huge public fight over something stupid they had been caught fucking in a cupboard in one of the corridors, Sirius' legs wrapped around James' waist, James' hand jerking his cock between them.

Honestly, James was surprised that it had taken Lily so long to confront him about everything. After all, he may have toned down the flirting and daft pranks on her, but he was showing off more than usual and it definitely hadn't escaped her notice that he was still vying for her attention. Especially after one of the girls she was friendly with from Ravenclaw informed her that only recently James had actively 'discouraged' at least three different guys from pursuing her. It finally happened one day when James was alone in the library, Sirius in the dorm sleeping off the effects of a prank gone awol.

It took all Lily had to remain calm and not run away as she sat herself next to James. She honestly thought her heart was about to beat out of her chest and she was almost afraid of the answer she would receive but regardless attempted to act as blasé as possible. "So, what, are you like properly gay now? You only screw guys?"

James almost choked on the sweets he was munching. He hadn't expected her to just come out with it like that and now every sarcastic and witty response he had thought up in advance were totally useless and he couldn't seem to find any words to answer, unsure even of what exactly he wanted that answer to be.

"I like you better like this, you know? You're a much better person when you're not being an arrogant dick to everyone and calling me all those stupid names and distracting me all the time. If you had been like this before, well… I may actually have said yes to you, Potter," Lily sighed almost wistfully. By now she was certain that she didn't want to hear James' answer and needed to leave now before she began to cry in front of him. She had never realised losing James would hurt this much, especially when he hadn't even really been hers in the first place. Just when exactly had he become so important to her?

James was frozen in shock. That would have been all it took? But how? It was the only way he ever received any of her attention! He was jolted jarringly out of his reverie when Lily suddenly stood and took a step towards the door. Before he even knew what he was doing he had grabbed Lily by the arm and pulled her to him with a quiet "Lily, wait…" before softly pressing his lips to hers.

'His lips are so soft' Lily thought, revelling in the feel of them. Then the gravity of the situation hit her and she jerked away quickly, her hand moving swiftly and connecting with James' cheek with a resounding slap. "What the hell are you doing?" she hissed at him.

"I love you, Lils."

"You're with Sirius!"

James paused for a second. "…Not if you don't want me to be. Siri was a special case, just because we're so close, but it's you I love." There was an unfamiliar ache in James' chest as the words left him, but he resolutely pushed them aside. He could have Lily. This was what he wanted, what he had always wanted.

Lily was torn. She wanted James for herself but she wasn't a bad person; she didn't want to hurt Black, he was her friend. In the end though, her heart won over her guilt; after all, all is fair in love and war. "I want you James."

The words had barely left her mouth before James was kissing her again, only this time she didn't push him away.

"Are you sure I should be here?" Lily asked nervously. She and James were making their way up to the boys' dorm so James could talk to Sirius. "Maybe I should wait in the Common Room; I don't want to make things more awkward than they already will be."

James made a soft soothing sound and rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand. "Don't worry Lils. Siri will be fine with it, honest."

It seemed like no time at all before they reached the boys' room and, not bothering to stop and knock, James opened the door and they entered and instantly stiffened.

A deep lance of pain pierced through James' chest at the sight while he tried his damnedest to school his expression into one of nonchalance and slight amusement. Seeing as how they hadn't yet seemed to have been noticed, James cleared his throat.

His skin was burning, on fire and the kiss was so good and so Remus and his hands were bunched in a shirt, pulling and… there was a sudden cough and the lips were gone as Remus lurched back, a strangled sound escaping him as he took in their audience and James and Lily could only watch as he bolted out of the room, more akin to a terrified rabbit than a wolf leaving Sirius sitting alone one his bed topless and pitching a tent in his boxers.

"Oh, fuck."

"Oh, fuck indeed, Padfoot. Were you cheating on me?" James asked in a teasing lilt, because he was not jealous, fuck.

Sirius spluttered and hadn't even managed to form an answering sentence when James finally took pity on him. "Because I cheated on you too, mate; I'm with Evans now."

"Oh, thank fuck!" Sirius groaned and fell back, pulling his duvet over his erection. "Couldn't you have bloody told me before I almost had a fuckin' coronary, you dick?"

"But where would the fun be in that?" asked a grinning James. "Anyway, we're off. You should go find Moony and tell him you can fuck him now, huh?"

Lily smiled softly as Sirius as she and James left, Sirius' eyes never leaving James' back. He could have Remus. Remus kissed him. Remus wanted him. So why was he so fucking jealous?

The next day was a Hogsmeade trip and things were slightly strained within the group. Peter especially was upset; the whole group had flipped in a weird way. It really didn't help that by the time breakfast was only halfway through the entire school seemed to have realised the change in the group dynamic and were all gossiping and speculating about it.

The group finally arrived in Hogsmeade and decided to head off separate way. Maybe it would help them relax a bit more. This of course seemed to upset poor Peter further and left him agitated and confused before he finally pottered off after James and Lily, not wanting to be left alone.

As the two groups drew further away from one another, James glanced back over his shoulder to watch Sirius for a moment, an odd feeling of disquiet settling in his stomach. Determinedly trying to push it away, he turned to the front again and slid his arm round Lily's waist and kissed her softly on the cheek.

It was then that Sirius turned back for one last look before they turned the corner, his stomach convulsing at James' gentle kiss before forcing himself away, the feeling of inherent wrongness growing with every step he took.

But regardless of any painful and confusing emotions, both boys were staunchly determined to make what they now had work. After all, this was what they wanted. Right?