hp_may_madness

Title: Distractions
Characters/Pairing: James Sirius Potter, implied Lorcan/Albus/Lysander
Word Count: 806
Rating: light R (to be safe)
Warnings: masturbation, incestous daydreaming, implied threesome, crossdressing, and voyeurism
Challenge: "Come on... nobody has to know.", voyeurism
Author's Notes: I don't know if it's going to be part of a series because I have other drabbles and couples planned out. I'll be sure to let you know if this extends or not. Well enjoy! Reference to Lorcan and Albus's outfits are here. Enjoy!

James walked through the floo and stretched his arms above his head. He wanted to do nothing more than sleep for awhile, but he had to floo over to his dad’s flat to finalize their plans for the weekend. James’s work in the Department of Magical Games and Sports turned brutal after Cannon’s contract negotiations fell through. James didn’t want to think about the meetings he had to go to tomorrow. He grumbled on his way to the kitchen.

I hope it won’t take me too long. I pop in, talk with dad, and pop out. He nodded at his plan as he pulled out a bottle of water. I suppose I can always talk to Al while we wait for dad.

James took a long drink from his bottle on the way to his room. He handled the divorce better than he thought he would. He’d rather his parents be happy with other people than sniping at each other at every opportunity. Lily and Al took it well with Al going as far as watching his dad’s flat when he had to travel for work. Although his dad wasn’t on the front lines for the Aurors anymore he still worked behind the scenes, which included going with the teams to help them scout out an area.

James didn’t mind, it meant that the flat wasn’t gathering dust. He finished his bottle of water and pulled his work clothes off. He quickly put on a pair of jeans and t-shirt and combed out a few tangles in his hair.

Gonna pop in then out. James sighed as he stepped through the floo.

He stepped out into Harry’s flat and called out for Al. James frowned when he didn’t hear anything. He walked over to Al’s room when he heard his voice.

“I don’t know what if someone can tell?”

“I doubt it Al.”

“No one is going to know, but us.”

James stopped at the two additional voices that came from the room. That’s Lorcan and Lysander, I didn’t know they were here. He eased towards the door and looked through the crack. He flushed at the scene in front of him. Lorcan in a maid’s dress with matching headpiece sitting next to Al who held a similar outfit in his hand. Lysander sat on Al’s other side his shirt open along with the top button on his pants.

James’s eyes lingered on Lysander’s chest and Lorcan’s legs before he trailed his eyes up to Al’s red face. I should leave I really should leave. He moved to walk away but stopped when Lysander purred, “Don’t you want to dress pretty for us Al? Lor does it all the time and he looks so good.”

“I love to do it for you two, of course.” Lorcan smiled as he leaned over and pressed a kiss against Lysander’s cheek.

James swallowed. He knew Lorcan and Lysander was close there wasn’t a time he didn’t see them hugging or leaning against each other when they were bored. Sometimes his imagination liked to turn that into something more, late at night when he had his hand for company, but he didn’t think it would be hotter to see in person.

Al fidgeted on the bed. “I-I know I brought it up, but if I wear this, it’ll be just between us right?”

“Of course, we want to help you embrace that new found knowledge.” Lorcan nuzzled his neck.

“Come on…nobody has to know.” Lysander pressed kisses along his jaw as his hand slipped down into Al’s lap.

James licked his lips as his own pants tightened at the scene. He wasn’t supposed to think about Lorcan and Lysander doing things to Al that would make that blush travel down his body. That was his little brother and his two friends that used to follow James around the Burrow. Not the two hot guys that Al writhed between.

Al moaned as Lorcan’s hand disappeared up his shirt and Lysander’s hand slipped inside his pants.

“N-Not fair you two…” Al panted as he arched against them.

Lorcan smiled. “We are playing fair.”

“Very fair.” Lysander whispered as he nuzzled Al’s neck.

“O-Okay, okay I’ll put it on, but I hope I look as good as Lorcan.” Al smiled at them sheepishly.

Lorcan kissed him. “You’ll look amazing.”

“We know you will.” Lysander smiled and leaned forward for a kiss.

James eased away and quickly walked to the floo. He stumbled out into his flat and over to the couch. He tried to push the images away, but they refused to leave. James knew one way they could disappear. He opened his jeans and pulled his cock out. He licked his lips and moved his hand with the daydream of Al moaning between Lorcan and Lysander.

James could finalize their plans later.