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last updated 12/20/23
Freddie. | Fred Weasley
Mature content! If you’re underage or don’t feel comfortable reading it, this isn’t for you!
Word count: 1.4k words
Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader
It was one of those quiet evenings, when everyone was already in their own rooms. You were alone with the moonlight, which was glimmering on your desk, casting soft shadows on the paper as you continued to write. Soft sounds of the burning candles danced in the air. Your hair wasn’t styled as usual, it carried an evidence of an active day that you had, but you were so breathtaking, effortlessly, just sitting there, igniting more than those magical candles.
And there was Fred, laying on your bed, leaning on his elbow. He has been in that position for who knows how long, you couldn’t even tell if he was drowning in his thoughts or hadn’t had a single one since he looked at you.
You weren’t looking at him though. In fact, you haven’t looked in his direction for so long, that he started to think you forgot he was even there, in the room with you. You were so concentrated on your work that you could hardly notice any of your surroundings. You didn’t pay much attention to the ache, which was slowly creeping up on your hand either.
“Have ever thought” – Fred suddenly spoke – “why is toothpaste mint? Like, why is mint go to smell to prove that you are clean.”
“Mhmm…” – you muttered, not looking up from the paper.
“I can think of so many fresh smells and mint isn’t even the second one.”
“Yes.. indeed” – you kept writing.
He said another one or two sentences, each so random that one might’ve wondered how he even came up with those. But, once he realized that he didn’t catch your attention, Fred stood up and walked to your desk. You could see his tall figure from the corner of your eye. You probably wouldn’t mind him standing there, only if he hadn’t put his hand on the desk, bringing his face closer to yours from your back. His scent burned your nose. It was like if a vampire smelled the scent of a blood of its loved one. One glimpse of his large hand was enough for you to have your mind completely taken over by the fantasies of him.
“Is there anything that you need, Freddie?” – you asked in a low voice.
“Only you, love. Not a single thing in the entire universe that I desire more.”
“Is that so?” – you asked, while corner of your lip curled up slowly.
Fred brought his face even closer, you could feel his breath fanning over your ear.
“Yes.”
“Well, what a pity. I’m writing this really important essay. Will you be patient? For me?”
His breath hitched – “Yes. Yes, of course – sorry to interrupt you, love.”
He walked away, first to the window, staring at the moon, then back to bed, laying down and covering his eyes with an arm. Yes, he would be patient. For you he would be. He would be so good. He would do anything, if it meant that you would give him even one praise. Fred let out a small sigh.
After his little visit to your desk, you couldn’t really concentrate on your work. You wanted him to hold you, feel his warm body close to yours, his hands touching your skin, running you fingers through his long hair.
You carefully stood up from your desk, without making too much noise and walked to the bed. Fred was laying in the same position, covering his eyes, his long legs still touching the floor, parted. His sweater was ridden up a bit, revealing his pale skin.
“You seem tired.”
Fred quickly removed his arm from his eyes and looked at you in surprise. – “No, I was just- I was just resting my eyes a bit, that’s all.”
“Hmm, anything particular you were thinking about?”
Fred opened his mouth but didn’t say anything. – “Were you thinking about me?” - you smiled. Smile also appeared on his face.
“Who would’ve guessed that.” – he raised his eyebrow smiling.
You put your knee on the free space between his legs, leaning closer to him and stopping right to his half-parted lips.
“It was an easy guess.” – you whispered. Then your lips finally touched his. Fred let out a sigh of relief. Your hands went to his neck, slowly tangling it in his hair.
You sat on his lap, grinding on him, feeling him harder under you. Little moans were escaping from Fred’s mouth between the kisses. He sounded so pretty, you wanted to hear more. You moved to his neck, while simultaneously raising his shirt up, revealing his slightly toned body. One of your hands went to his nipple, while kissing your way down to his chest.
His eyebrows were knitted together, breaths getting heavier. “Not heavy enough” – you though to yourself. You started undoing his belt and once you pulled his pants down, you could both see and feel his hard on. You trailed kisses dangerously close to his member, yet not touching him where he needed to be touched the most. Fred whimpered when he finally felt your soft hands on his dick. But you took your time with it.
“Please”
“Hm? What was that?”
“Please. I need you” – his voice was shaky.
“I don’t think I’m catching that, what are you trying to say darling?”
“I need you to touch me, please”
“Since you were so good for me..” – you slowly wrapped your lips around his tip, sucking on it, not moving down.
“Oh my god” – Fred breathed, sliding one of his hands in his hair, other gripping the bed sheets. His back arched a bit “Oh god, please” – He moaned. You started moving your hand alongside with your mouth. He was getting feverish. And as you noticed him getting closer, he suddenly moaned – “please love, I don’t wanna come yet”
You stopped. While he was trying to catch his breath you removed your sweater, looking in his eyes as you tossed it across the room. All of the sudden, he was filled with energy again, laying you down on your back and kissing your lips.
You could feel him smiling against your skin as he went down to your neck, gently sucking on it while caressing your waist. You let out a moan, which was like a fuel to him. When he got to your stomach, he slowly moved your underwear aside, sliding one of his long fingers on your clit. He planted kisses all across your stomach, then he removed your underwear completely and you felt his tongue. He slid one, then second finger in you, moving them slowly, while enjoying his feast. Your hand moved to his head, grabbing feastful of his hair.
“Ah, Freddie..” – he felt his dick twitch - “so good Freddie, making me feel so good”
You pulled his hair as a signal for him to stop. He raised his head, not breaking eye contact, while he put his fingers in his mouth and licked them clean. You pulled him by his neck for a kiss.
“I need you inside me” – you moaned between the kisses – “need you to feel me up”
“Love, if you don’t stop talking like that I’m afraid I’ll lose myself”
“And what if that’s exactly what I want” – you held his jaw.
He turned his head and kissed your hand, pushing you down on the bed. He removed his pants completely and when he looked at you, he sighed:
“Dear lord, you are the most perfect human I’ve ever laid my eyes on. If I touch you now, will you promise me that you won’t disappear?”
You giggled at his words, kissing him passionately as he entered you. He was big, but oh, so gentle. Hugging you closer to his chest as he moved inside you. Kissing your cheek, your shoulder and hiding his face in the crook of your neck as he inhaled your scent. He was yours. Yours now and yours forever. He truly thought that he was the luckiest man alive. Your pretty hands gripped his arms - “Freddie”
“Fuck, say my name again love”
“Mhmm you feel me up so good, Freddie, so big”
“Bloody hell” – he moaned as he started moving faster.
And finally you were both at the edge, you grabbed his face and made him look you in the eyes. That was enough for him to come with the most beautiful moan you’ve ever heard. You finished with him, moaning his name, helping him to ride out his high.
He laid down next to you, while you both tried to catch your breaths. His hand found yours and he intertwined his long fingers with yours. He pulled closer to you, putting his forehead on yours and kissing you gently.
“I love you” he whispered, as he looked into eyes dearly and caressed your cheek.
“I love you too, Freddie” you whispered back, clinging even closer to him.
You both fell asleep in each other’s arms, feeling warm, safe and most importantly, loved.
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First time writing in soooo long! I had this random urge to write something and I absolutely didn’t ditch my assignments for this 🥳 gonna go sleep now. Hope you guys enjoy it, good night 🌙 for those who are going to bed now, and good morning 🌞 to those who are waking up. Afternoons simply wont be tolerated today.
imagine, sitting in the common room with Fred and George with Ron right there and you sitting on Fred’s lap with his dick inside you while you try not to squirm on it and Ron finds out what’s happening and gets turned on by the thought of his brother cockwarming you.
Blurbs
More Than Friends (F)
Fred Weasley had been your best friend for 5 years now, little did you know that your feelings for him are reciprocated and destiny will make sure that you'll discover that.
One Shots
Yule Ball (F)
It's been a year since you had a huge crush on Fred Weasley, but you never had the courage to confess it to the redhead. What will change when the Winter Ball takes place at Hogwarts?
The bet (F)
You had a normal life at Hogwarts, until the Weasley twins decided they weren't going to leave you alone anymore, and what was the reason? You would give five galleons to anyone who knew the answer.
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Hey y’all! I need some people and ideas to write about! Please send in requests! On my page is a link to my masterlist and all the people I’ll write about. But if there is someone you want that’s not in the list let me know and I’ll see if I can do it! Please please please send requests! Thank you!!🥰🥰
*These fics won't be long because I am in a writers block. However I still want to do this so I am sorry in advance, but I do still hope you enjoy.
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Day 1: Finger Sucking (Tony Stark)
Day 2: Biting/Scratching (Peter Parker)
Day 3: Mirror Sex (Peter Pevensie)
Day 4: Cockwarming (Remus Lupin)
Day 5: Sleepy/Somnophilia (James Potter)
Day 6: Wax (Thor Odinson)
Day 7: Costumes;) (Fred Weasley)
Day 8: Nudes/Phone sex (Bruce Banner)
Day 9: Handcuffs (Loki Laufeyson)
Day 10: Caught (Edmund Pevensie)
Day 11: Threesome (Natasha Romanoff & Wanda Maximoff)
Day 12: Knife Play (Eddie Munson)
Day 13: Double Penetration (Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes)
Pairing:Fred Weasley x reader
Warnings:smut ,mentions of death,sad
Sorry if it's cringe or uncomfortable fore some of youI tried my best .
One Saturday night yn was getting ready for bed when she heard a knock at the door.She got up and opened it just to find Fred standing there with tears in his eyes.She pulled him in and hugged him ,letting him cry into her shoulder.
They pulled apart and yn calmly said"what's wrong baby ?Did something happen?"Fred just shook his head and pulled out a letter.She carefully grabbed it and read it slowly.It said that his great aunt passed away from dragon pocs this morning.
Yn took Freds hands and led him to the bed where they sat for a minute him just resting his head on her lap while she ran her fingers through his hair,slowly but surely calming him down.
Freds head then turned and he started planting kisses on yns thighs ,a small whimper then escaped her mouth which caused her to tug at his heir making him groan against her skin.
Soon enough yn pulled him up and started to kiss him passionately.With Fred pressed against her thighs causing her to feel just how hard he is .
From a simple make-out they went to Fred dry humping her thigh and her giving his neck dark red hickies.After a minute or a few of this Fred started getting rid of his clothes .First his shirt then his pants leaving him with just his boxers on.When it came yns turn Fred looked her in the eyes as to asking for permission to take her clothes off to which she gave him a small nod.So he took them off but leaving her underwear still on just for a little longer.
Fred then stood up taking his boxers off and grabbing a condom from his pant pocket,he then ripped the packing open whit his teeth putting it on while yn just stared at him dumbfounded .He was a lot bigger than she imagened which caused her to almost drool.
He slowly walked back to the bed putting his hands under yns thighs and dragging her to the end of it in one swift motion.He took off her bra and then kneeled on the floor before her .He then took of her panties very slowly before gliding his finger over her slit causing her to moan and whimper at the action.Fred then smirked and licked her pussy a few times before sucking on it and adding a finger for more pleasure. Just from one finger yn was a total mess laying back with her hand gripping Freds hair making him groan here and there sending vibrations through her core.
He proceeded to add another finger then after a minute he added the third one making yn almost cum the second it entered.Fred fingered her fast and rough makingh her cum extremely fast but he slowed down and ride her trough her high.
He slowly pulled his fingers out of her making her whimper at the empty feeling.Fred stood up and licked one of his fingers tasting her and moaning at her sweet juices,he hovered over her and taping his other two fingers on her lips for her to open her mouth which she did.In one motion he had her sucking his fingers while pumping himself a few times, when he was satisfied with yn he pulled his fingers out and turned both of them around so that she was sat on top of his thighs.
Fred held her up by her waist so that she was right above his cock, then he slowly made her sit down both of them moaning like crazy at the sensetion.Yn then slowly started rocking her hips back and forth to get used to his size but it was like Fred had other plans cus he had her bouncing up and down on his cock at a very fast speed causing her to put her head on his shoulder while he begane kissing her neck.
It felt to the both of them as if an hour went by but it was just a few minutes when yn started to feel her orgasm building."fre-ed i-im clo-ose" she told him breathlessly,"me to darling me to".then a few seconds later yn was coming even harder then before ,her pussy griping on Fred cock .Fred then came hard just a little after her , letting her slow down and she then collapsed against him exhausted.He pulled her of him and putting her on the bed.
Fred stood up trowing the condom in the trash waving his wand casting a cleaning charm on both of them.He then pulled on his boxers and dressing yn in his shirt and new panties.
After that was done he turned off the light and joined yn in bed cuddling her seeing a smile pop on her face from a simple ation as that even in her sleep.
𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙮
fandom- Harry Potter
pairing(s)- fred weasley
a/n-requests are always open for you my darlings with all the love i can possibly muster, teddy
currently playing- forever favourite
warnings- wave crashin sense of loneliness? enemies to lovers, rain confession, gender neutral and sfw
dating this Weasley would be such a rollercoaster with its ups and downs
honestly, would've hated him at first, i loathe the snark
but the thing is, the charismatic personality would just draw you to that magnet of a man
but it was a bit cute (maybe)
“You’re short enough to have to go onto your tippy toes to kiss me.” “I’m short enough to elbow you directly in the gut, with ease.”
picking fights is just his love language before he realizes you feel the same
so much drama before y'all actually got together
i picture it as how you both would have picked a fight which got you very upset since you've finally come in terms with your feelings and he's here trying to hurt them
it would be rainy day and you'd be making your way back from the green house as quickly as possible as he waits a bit further away
You noticed him, you always notice him first. He had his robe on the grass, and his sleeves rolled.
as you tried to avoid the whole meltdown you realized that his feelings shouldn't be spared and thus starts the argument
from one to another your feelings were in the air, an air full of love and hope
love confessions in the rain>>>
and suddenly how shy you were with a blush plastered on your face wherever he was.
such a shy baby to his thick british accent
i think he's a bit more calmer and steadier than all of you give him credit for
oh but the flirting- give me a break already
he's just the more outgoing and daring type yk
he's the type who would continue to win you over for the rest of your lives after fullingly knowing that he was yours
he'd be so quick w those remarks thats would personally send me of blushing
lets talk about fred's motto: an eye for an eye
it doesn't have to mean anything in a negative sense or even related to you
but if someone was out for you, weasley will be out for them and oh how cruel he could be
he's driven by instict
and if he wants something then he would have it then and there
electric guitar w fred weasley
𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡
fandom- Harry Potter
pairing(s)- fred weasley
a/n: my favourite redhead, and i love the idea of this and tysm for requesting, p.s requests are open love, tiya :)
requested- yes
warnings- none i think-
you're on the bed in the Gryffindor boy's dormitory with fred. you're legs were sagged over fred's shoulders as you admired his pretty hands tuning his guitar. your pretty wannabe punk boy.
you wish he'd tune you like that. his soft hands fiddled with the strings running them up and down. you sat their flustered, how can someone manage to look so good?
he was making you feel electric godamnit.
shirtless with his overgrown hair put back with a hairband you found and his veins clearly shown was the view you had. abs flexing as they roamed the red electric guitar.
you feel a jolt as he pulls you down by your thigh falling not-so-angelically on to his lap as his guitar was now placed to his side.
fuck he looked prettier above me
dancing in the rain with fred weasley
d a n c i n g i n t h e r a i n
fandom- Harry Potter
pairing(s)- fred weasley
a/n: I havnt gotten as much as fred as i have george, so im delighted with his presence to my inbox. im ngl, this month itself has given me a writter's block, but i'm working on it, hope you're happy with how this turned out :)
requested- yes
warnings- none i hope
Fred Weasley has always been known to be the more reckless of the two, the more impulsive one if i might aknowledge. but beng asked to dance in the rain with him? it was probably the most fred weasley thing to ask.
shirt stuck to his body as if his figure had been freshly craved with a chisel, his hair kept back with on of your hairbands and his hands just dangled everywhere he could keep it. It might have been roaring thunder but it seemed just like the two of you behind the quidditch bleachers.
These were the times Fred Weasley just falls in love again, it was how she'd smile so rarley that it made him yearn for each one. He'd do the stupidest to the most devil things to look at her to see,
did a smile take over her face yet? did she see?
she was smiling, and such a lovley one. a one that would want you to stop everything and look, the one you'd take millions of photographs of, a one which he felt his darn heart was blessed with
Hi! I love your writing and I’ve been literally binging through all the fics! I was kinda hoping for a fluff / angsty fred fic 👀
So we all know our beloved Fred dies and I’m kinda wanting to have a fic around that. It starts very warm and calm with possible memories before the war and how happy the two were waiting to get married, start a family etc. maybe a little moment in the morning of their house together waking up and it’s just stolen kisses and happiness 😩
Until the war begins and they both want to fight in it, very bittersweet moment of goodbye between them while Fred tells reader to be safe and how it’ll come back on both of them. During the war we know Fred gets killed and how it could be the reader protects a younger person during the war and that’s how they are killed too. The Weasley family not knowing they were dead until they saw her being placed down on a stretcher beside Fred. It’s just SAD and ya know ANGST. Anyway could be the two of them reuniting in the afterlife Idc!
But if this is too much don’t stress you’re amazing 😩
b i t t e r s w e e t
fandom- Harry Potter
pairing(s)- fred weasley
a/n: ahh i'm so happy you've been enjoying my writting, that makes my day. this brought back plenty of unhappy memories of a ten year old reading it for the first time, but what this really remiend's me of this is the line, "it's been a long day my friend, i'll tell you all about it when i see you again". i hope you don't mind as i hav'nt really written a proper fic on this and i'm willing to try again to reach your expectations, i wish this enlightens your day, and makes you smile a little brighter with love, tiya
requested- yes
warnings- unexperienced writer, not thoroughly edited
the five times fred weasley was effortlessley in love
sometimes being the funniest person in the room was tiring, but being the most handsome, charming and the funniest was just absolutely exhausting. Fred was the type to always brighten the mood. he was the vibe, but sometimes its difficult to always light the room and be that positive ray of sunshine all the time, for it did take effort but he'd give it his all. But when it came to you? it felt so effortless.
(1) on his knees
Fred Weasley has never gotten on his knees for anyone, he'd never belittle himself to begging and he would certainly never find himself in a position where he would have to bend down. and for a girl? pfft
but he did, oh he did, he did, he did.
he found himself on his knees tying you laces with so much adoration. and a thought went across his mind.
is being this in love even real?
(2) oh for a hello
mind you, you were minding your business and making your way to the next class when the hem of your skirt was pulled, spinning you to the proximity of Fred Weasley's handsome face. you were cornered to a wall with him leaning in as if he owned the world.
"hello"
(3) privellages
Fred was going of about god knows what and he was being quite annoying. he was upset about you doing some reckless things as if he did not partake in any such activities.
"Freddie". that had shut him up so well ah.
"can i call you that?" you pestered on, watching him immitate a fish. he turned himslef around and started smiling in hopes you wouldn't notice how flustered he's gotten. it was astounding how effortlesley happy you would make him and it drove him crazy.
"hmm"
imma marry this girl
(4) that not so little sensation
Weasley had somehow gotten into your dorm, and to be honest you didn't bother to wonder how. Beacause, when he had a will, he'd find a way, and if he could not find a way? he would pave with his own hands.
he springled and peppered your face with kisses and had his arm tightly around you as if you'd disapear if he let go.
what was that sensation he felt everytime he saw her smile and laugh? it was him being effortlesley in love
(5) die for you
it says you see what you have loved the most in your last, and he was happy it was them, cause its always been them. He felt all the stress, the anxiety and the worry leave him, it was just her, and who could be stressed after seeing that face. it was like a sponge absorbing anything and everything that made you worry.
it's been a long day, he'd tell her all about it when he saw her again
cuddles with a needy fred weasley
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c â l i n e t
fandom- Harry Potter
pairing(s)- fred weasley
a/n: caline means to embrace, and it sounded fitting. latley i feel like i need a hug right now but its going to be allright. this was inspired by something happened in a dream with love, tiya
requested- yes
warnings- unexperienced writer, not thoroughly edited
Fred Weasley just adored picking the most obnoxious and utterly stupid topics to fight over. it was a love language, just a one you haven't uncoded yet but he was more than ready to wait. He just adored seeing you perplexed and infuriated with him, he just loved how all of your attention was put in to prove him wrong.
But this time it didn't play as to Freddy's hand. It usually was a small disagreement and it led to noting problematic.
You found yourself going out of the way to not look at him, touch him, or even being near him. You wanted to, you really did but you felt a heavy sense of hatred whenever he flashed that devilishly hansome smile of his. you ought to pour a bucket of chillies on him, lord.
it was'nt his intention that the fight to hit a spot, he just wanted to see that annoyed look that made him skip a beat. well, what not a better time to take the situation into his own hands.
Friday, last period where you had herbology with professor Sprout while he had a free. She had to pass the courtyard if she planned on leaving the class and that would be exactly where he would stand waiting.
You noticed him, you always notice him first. He had his robe on the grass, and his sleeves roled. he was supported by the bench and was manspread taking all the space.
But before you had the chance to get away he pulled you on your wrist, the movement caught you off balance and you found yourself on his lap.
"i'm sorry, i did'nt know you'd get angry darlin, it was just to see you annoyed"
"why do you always go out of the way to get me so upset?"
he couldn't answer that, atleast not to her face. they lived in ignorance and they woul'dnt thrive if they aknowledged their feelings.
"I am not sitting on your lap, did you miss the part where I'm mad at you?"
"you can sit on my lap and be mad at me my love."
he put his hands around her waist and brought her closer while taking her book bag and gently placing it on the floor.
"shutup and hold me"
s a f e a r m s
fandom- Harry Potter
pairing(s)- fred weasley
a/n: tysmm for requesting agaainn, im sorry this took some time, i wasnt sure how to lead with this but i hope you're happy with how this turned out :)
p.s i love you and this literally has me giggling and smiling
requested- yes
warnings- none i hope
fred weasley, the king with all his pride which no one could strip from him, all the cockiness no one could touch, the one so high from all, that no one would play against his will.
then why oh why was everything he had built for himself, his charm, his walls, his cool, all fumbling and crumbling beneath him when you arrived?
why did his heart flutter? or why did heat rise to his cheeks and why did he feel so weak to a pretty smile? you had every power over him and he despised you for it. he despised himself on how easily you could walk all over him and he'd say thank you. he couldn't fathom why he was so desperate for your attention even if it was for a mere second.
walking around the hallways in all his glory he'd immediately caught you making your way. it was peak rush hour, everyone was squirming their way from one class to another and his girl had seemed to have lost her footing
fred swept in catching her from having a meet with the floor. her arms were hugging him. freddie took a second for him to teach himself how to breathe again.
"the words are you're welcome" supplied fred when your mouth lied open, failing to form words. fred weasley had his arms swung around your waist having you pressed to his chest.
freddie didn't want to let go. he wanted to keep you pressed to him, his hands were everyone could see. he wanted to hold on forever.
"are you planning on letting go freddie darling?"
fuck. fred was officially pudding after he heard 'freddie' roll out of your mouth, he was fulfilled.
"so you can go and fall all over again? let them finish scavenging the halls or you'll become squash." how he managed to sound so confident and steady he didn't know?
maybe it had something to do with Rodger Holmes on the other side of the corridor, his face filled with jealousy. it gave freddie a kick. the girl he's been pinning for in freddie's arms, pressed against him whispering into each other's ears. Holmes did not need to know what as long as he could see she was in her weasley's arms. it helped him establish his dominance. you were to be his even if you didn't know it yet, even if you'd thought him to be the cruel cold hearted prankster, and Rodger dear better sit the hell back down.
chilly
fred weasley x reader
warnings: a little suggestive
a/n: harry potter in 2024? uh yes pls
i can js imagine the two of you are alone in the burrow bcoz everyone is busy on a saturday evening but you and fred are splayed out across each other in the living room. it's silent besides the crackle of the fireplace and the harsh wind outdoors. you were freezing so naturally you move a bit so you're now sitting on top of fred with the blanket covering the two of you. he's still significantly taller than you even when you're on top of him. he admires the sight of the pretty girl on top of him.
"giving me a show, yeah?", he leans forward and places soft kisses down your neck. you jokingly swat him away.
"m' js cold freddie, don't be a perv", he throws his hands up in fake defense. you rolled your eyes at him being so dramatic but make it up by planting a sweet kiss on his lips. he takes this and runs because next thing you know your hands are running through his hair and he's got his hands all over your ass. you push the blanket off both you to have a little more mobility on top of him and it was getting in your way. he scoffs at you for being so dramatic at the cold but pushing the blankets off the second he gets his hands on you.
Caught in the Prefect’s Bathroom | Fred Weasley Smut |
Fred Weasley x Female reader
Contains: Smut, Mommy kink (near the end), Masturbation, shower/bath sex, sub fred, and a bit of fluff
Fred was head over heels in love with her. The way she smiled, the way she laughed, the way she yelled, everything she did went straight to his heart. He couldn’t help his eyes as they followed her walking in the hallways. Fred had never imagined himself becoming so in love with a girl who didn’t talk to him, every girl wanted him. Girl after girl came up to Fred, flirting with him and making snide remarks about her, making him angry and forcing them to leave.
He daydreamed about her, going on dates, getting married, having children, and sometimes very very dirty thoughts that caused him to leave for the bathroom to fix his growing problem. He couldn’t help his mind from thinking about her riding him, and the beautiful moans he knew you would make. He couldn’t help but moan your name in the prefect's bathroom (that he had snuck into more than once for privacy). He, however, didn’t know you had been listening to him. Leaning against a wall where he couldn’t see you with your hand down your pants, hand over your mouth desperately trying to hold back moans from escaping and giving you away.
You couldn’t help it, you were so turned on watching him stroke himself to the thought of you. He looked so beautiful, his fiery red hair soaked from the water and messily laid around his head, his head thrown back letting out soft yet loud moans of your name, and his veins popping out from how rough he was going. One hand stroked his member while the other held tightly onto the side of the bath. His legs were shaking heavily as if he could have fallen at any moment you couldn’t help but imagine it was your pussy he was pounding into, rather than his hand. You thought about his hand pressed against your mouth rather than your own, while he whispered dirty things into your ear.
One day while Fred was back in the prefect’s bathroom, doing what he normally does, he heard a soft moan. His hand froze and his head came back to its normal position looking at the direction he had heard the moan. He thought he was hearing things until he had heard a soft “oh Fred” coming from the same direction. You were too lost in your own world to notice Fred had stopped and was currently making his way toward where you were. Fred pressed his back on the other side of the wall you were on, preparing himself to see one of the fangirls that followed him everywhere.
Much to his surprise, he saw you. Your hair was messy from being rubbed against the wall, your eyes were shut, and your hand was in between your thighs. Your hips were desperately bucking against your hand, chasing a release that seemed so close yet so far. Fred watched the sight as it went straight to his dick, making him harder than he had before. “Oh Fred”, Fred’s eyes shot up to your face, seeing if your eyes had opened. His hand traveled back to his aching member and began to stroke it lightly. However, he wanted more.
Fred removed his hand from his member and moved to face you. He took a very quiet, deep breath and pulled your hand out of your pants, and moved the one from your mouth, pinning both hands behind your head. Your eyes shot open only to be met with the lust-filled eyes of Fred Weasley. “Well well, what do we have here.” Fred’s lips curved into a smirk, while your eyes filled with embarrassment and panic. “I- I’m so sorry, I can go if you want.” You became a stuttering mess under the boy’s gaze. Fred Weasley was a tall boy, he was 6’3 while you were under 5’6. He absolutely towered over you. “Is that what you want though darling? Leaving without having the best orgasm of your life?”
Her eyes drained of any fear and embarrassment, she continued to stare into his eyes, they were like a portal she could get lost in. “Please Fred, please touch me.” Your voice was filled with need and came out in a low whimper. Fred chuckled, moving his hand to where yours was previously. As soon as his rough finger made contact with your clit, you bucked your hips and let out a soft moan. Your eyes quickly shut tight, his fingers felt amazing. Fred’s heart could barely handle what was happening. He had wanted this for so long, and to have you withering under his touch and moaning his name, it was an absolute dream. He slowly rubbed his pointer finger around your entrance, while his thumb played with your clit.
He stared down at you, his other hand slowly came down to your hand. “Please, touch me too, please darling.” Your eyes slowly opened to see him with his head hanging low. He was watching his thumb play with your clit, entranced by the sight before him. You moved the hand he was holding to slowly stroke him. Fred tore his eyes away from his fingers to watch your hand, he could have came just from the sight. He let out low moans, throwing his head back, eyes clenched shut.
You pulled Fred’s hand away, but kept yours there, and sunk to your knees. Fred opened his eyes and looked down, only to be met with your beautiful ones looking right back at him while slowly stroking his cock. You licked the tip, making sure to keep eye contact. “Oh shit baby, you wanna suck my cock? I wanna feel that pretty mouth around me, baby.” You complied and took him as far into your mouth as you could, pumping the rest. Fred let out a loud moan but continued to look at you. His legs were already shaking, he was so close already from his previous actions and the sight before him.
“Merlin, get up baby, I wanna cum inside you please.” Hearing Fred beg turned you on more. You got off your knees and began to remove your shirt and pants. Fred said nothing but watched your every move. You pulled down your panties with your pants and looked Fred in the eyes as you unclipped your Bra. You bit your lip and grabbed his hand, pulling him back to the bath. Fred followed you like a lost puppy but got more turned on by the thought of fucking you in the bath. You dipped your foot into the bath before fully going in, pulling Fred in with you. You turned around and pushed Fred down to sit in the bath. You moved to be straddling him, hovering over his aching member. “Do you want me to ride you, Freddie?”
“Yes. Please ride me, make me, and you feel good, please.” You smirked down at him, lowering yourself onto him. You and Fred both let out loud moans, not holding back at all. After adjusting to him, you began to slowly bounce on him, the water splashing around the two of you with each bounce. “Oh merlin Fred, you make me feel so good. Such a good boy for me, letting me bounce on your cock. Fred moaned in response, clearly liking the name.
As you continued riding him and picking up pace, you started to feel a pit growing in your stomach, begging to let go. “I’m gonna cum Fred, gonna cum all over your cock, is that what you want baby? Want me to come all over your cock?” Fred nodding his head vigorously, feeling himself come closer and closer to cumming. “Yes mommy, please, I’m gonna cum too. Please let me cum in you mommy. I’ve been good for you.”
You felt yourself releasing while screaming Fred’s name and yes over and over. Fred came inside you as well from your orgasm, he gripped your hips roughly and pounded himself into you, riding yours and his orgasms out. He slowly began to stop, and pull you to his chest. You both said nothing, trying to get as much air as possible. The silence felt nice, but then Fred interrupted it, “be my girlfriend, please?” You looked down at him and into his eyes, they were filled with hope. “Of course Freddie.” You smiled down at him and brought your hand up to his cheek, slowly gliding your thumb back and forth over it.
Fred pulled you into a kiss, before setting his head on your shoulder. “Oh come on you two! Some of us need to take a bath and get clean!” Your heads shot in the direction of the voice, only to be met with a slightly annoyed Cedric Diggory. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, clearly waiting to use the bath. You giggled, “sorry Ced, go into the other room and let us get dressed.” Cedric huffed and muttered a small fine before turning around and heading into the other room attached to the bathroom.
You lifted yourself off of Fred’s member and slowly got out of the bath, nearly falling because of how badly your legs were shaking. Fred laughed from behind you, “just sit down love, I’ll get our clothes.” You huffed and sat down, waiting for Fred to come back with both your clothes. When he came back he was fully dressed and carrying your clothes and both of your guy's wands. He set your clothes down to the side of you and lifted you up. He helped you get dressed and carried you out, shouting at Cedric that the two of you were done. Cedric grumbled to himself before walking into the actual bathroom.
Fred carried you to his dorm in the Gryffindor section of the castle. George and Lee were both too busy sleeping to notice him carry you in. Fred set you down on his bed, taking off your shoes and socks, along with his. You moved under the covers while he was removing his, getting very comfortable. Fred lifted the covers and got in with you, pulling you to his chest and resting his head above yours. You were both finally happy to call the other one, mine.
The Only Pair Left | George Weasley Smut |
George Weasley x female reader
Contains: Smut, oral sex (female and male receiving), degradation kink, daddy kink, harsh language
“Fuck fuck no! Shit, this is the only pair I have left!” I angrily said. I sighed and figured there was no other option than to wear them. I grumbled to myself and slipped on the thin lace thong under my skirt. “Ugh, these are so uncomfortable.” I smoothed my skirt down and turned to walk out of my dorm. “AH! George! What are you doing here?” My boyfriend stood there with his hands over his crotch, staring at my skirt.
“Darling, why are you wearing those? Is it a special day today?” He looked up at me with a heavy blush on his cheeks. I slowly caught onto what he meant and started to blush as well, “I- they were the only pair I had left.” I looked down trying to hide the heavy blush on my face.
“Well now I’m going to be thinking about you in those panties all day darling” he laughed before shifting his pants to make it less obvious. I giggled knowing he was going to be hard all day, there was no doubt in my mind Fred would notice and tease him the entire day. “Hey don’t laugh! This isn’t any laughing matter darling!” he laughed and swooped me up into the air. I started to laugh harder, “come on dork! We’re gonna be late for breakfast!” He stopped laughing and set me down. His face began to fill with a look of lust and mischief.
“Or maybe I could eat you for breakfast?”
My face became extremely hot and I began to become wet. I shifted my thighs around, getting little pleasure but enough to make me wetter. He lowly laughed in my ear, “oh darling, did you enjoy what I said? What if we make it a reality?” My face became hotter as my panties became wetter. I squeezed my thighs together again hoping he wouldn’t notice, but he pulled away and ran his finger up my thigh.
I gulped and gently grabbed his hand, moving it to the outside of my panties. His fingers began to lightly trace my clit, making my legs give out for a moment, shocked at the pleasure I was receiving. He pressed his fingers harder onto my clit, shocking me even more and making me let out a soft moan. “I’ve barely started and you’re already crumbling under my touch.”
“Daddy please.” I whimpered, He worked wonderfully with his fingertips, I wondered what they felt like inside, it had been months since we had done anything sexual besides making out. I began to moan a little louder as he moved my panties to the side and began to actually touch my clit. “Aw princess, so fucking needy, get on your fucking knees.” He pulled his hand away from my clit while his other hand went to my head, pushing me to my knees.
He began to unbuckle his belt and pants, then let them hit the floor. I reached up and palmed him through his boxers. He left out a low groan, “don’t you dare fucking tease me whore.” I looked up at him while slowly pulling them off, watching his member spring up and hit his stomach. I licked from the base to the tip, then took it into my mouth. He let out heavy groans while forcing my hair into a makeshift ponytail.
“Yeah, such a good whore, taking my dick so well.” I trailed my hand down to my panties and began to rub my clit through my panties, moaning softly on his member. George threw his head back, letting out a long moan. I started to suck harder on his tip, making him moan harder. He moved his head to look down at me before pulling my hair, making me remove my mouth from his member. He pulled me up from my hair and pulled my head closer to him. “Get on the fucking bed. Now. Ass up.”
I did as he said and laid down with my ass in the air for him. He pushed my skirt up and ripped my panties down my legs, letting them dangle on my right ankle. George got down on his knees to be level with my entrance. I could feel his breath hitting my clit, it made me impatient. “Please daddy, do something.” At those words, he buried his face deep in. My jaw dropped as my face fell deeper into the bed, letting out heavy moans.
He shook his head between my legs, his fluffy hair following each movement his head made. I was almost screaming, his tongue felt amazing against me. I could feel myself getting close, my legs started to shake more, I didn’t know how long I could last. Just as I could feel myself going over the edge, George pulled away. I lifted my head and looked back at him, only to have him shove my head back down onto the bed and shove himself into me.
“Fuck, fuck! God damn, you’re so fucking tight around me.” His speed started to pick up and my moans started to increase. It felt so good to have him pound into me as if I was nothing. “Yeah, you like that? You like my dick pounding into your tight fucking pussy? Yeah, you fucking better you god damn slut. Let’s hope nobody hears you getting your brains fucked out.”
“George! Fuck I’m so close!” His hand reached for my hair and pulled. I couldn’t help the moans that came out of my mouth, it felt too good. “Come on slut, cum around my dick.” I couldn’t help but scream as I released onto his dick, my body collapsing and falling onto my bed. George let go of my hair and pulled out, cumming onto my back.
He bent down and picked up a rag that was there before. He cleaned my back and laid down beside me. “Well, I definitely enjoyed my breakfast.” I looked over to him to see that stupid smirk on his face. I couldn’t help but smile at him. He was just so beautiful. His freckles were dotted all over his face, and his red hair was stuck to his face because of sweat. I used the rest of my energy to move closer to him, cuddling into his side.
“Uh y/n we still have school.”
“Fuck me.”
“Already did.”
Bath Time | Fred and George Weasley Smut |
Fred Weasley x reader x George Weasley
Contains: Smut, Bath/Shower sex, threesome, harsh words
(I know this isn’t how Hogwarts bathrooms look like it’s just what I had pictured while writing this)
Humming softly you slowly walk into the shower room at Hogwarts, it certainly was different than the one back home. It had a big bath at the center of the room and showers with curtains surrounding it. You walked over to the side of the bath and set your book down on a rack attached to the side. You started the bath before stripping down to nothing. The water was instantly warm and stayed at just the right temperature.
You slowly dipped your foot into the water then submerged your entire body in the warm water. The water went to about the middle of your breast, covering just the perfect amount of cleavage. You stayed in that spot and leaned over to the rack at the side of the bath, where you had set your book previously. It was some book about pranks, the twins had given it to you as a gift when they asked you out. Yes, both of them asked you out. You smiled thinking back at the memory, it was lovely.
As you were deep in thought you felt a body come into the bath behind you. You quickly pull away from your book and turn to see who is now sitting behind you. It was just Fred. “Woah love, calm down, just me.” he smiled at you. You relaxed and leaned back into his arms, they wrapped around your torso and pulled you in closer. You looked back to your book, only to feel another body join the bath, you glanced up to see George sinking himself into the bath at the opposite end of you and Fred. “Bit warm, don't ya think?” he asked, smiling cheekily at you. You smiled and shook your head, going back to your book.
Just as the book started to get to a good part a hand came and snatched the book from your hands. “Hey!” you shouted at George. He smiled at you and moved his body to be laying against yours. “We can read it together, since sharing is caring.” He said while smiling, lifting the book a little higher so you could see more. You huffed but pulled George a tad bit closer to your body, to the point where his head was on your breasts. He laughed and looked back at Fred, “jealous?”
Fred huffed and pulled you even closer, “not by much.” You blushed heavily and looked at the two boys, “okay! Back to reading!” Fred had pulled her so close that her entrance was touching Fred’s member. Fred slowly reached down and grabbed his member, and then leaned his head to her ear, “this okay?” You gulped and nodded. You could tell he was smirking, when he slowly began to enter you. You let a soft moan out into George’s ear, which caused him to turn around and look at you. He closed and set your book back on the rack beside you. “Oi! She’s my girlfriend too!” George then grabbed your chin and pulled you into a kiss, while his other hand went up to your breasts.
You began moaning into George’s mouth, the pleasure from him groping you and Fred thrusting into you felt amazing. “Fuck, you feel so good around my cock baby,” Fred moaned, grabbing your throat and fucking you harder. George pulled away from your lips to lift you off of Fred. George entered you and began to stand up, putting his arms under your ass to support you. He exited the bath and walked over to one of the showers. While he was walking you lightly bounced on his member, it felt heavenly. He looked back at Fred to see him draining the bath and putting your book next to your clothes, which they hung up for you.
He opened the curtain to one of the showers, which happened to be big enough for you and the twins to lay on the floor. George walked in and pushed you against the wall, beginning to pound into you at almost inhuman speeds. Your head fell back as loud moans slipped from your mouth over and over. George’s head buried into your neck and he moaned. “Fuck Princess, so fucking tight around me.” George suddenly stopped and removed his head from your neck. “What the fuck George? Why’d you-” Before you could finish your sentence you were on the floor facing George while Fred moved you to lay on top of him.
“Let’s go to Paris, shall we love?” George whispered with a big smirk on his face. You could feel George slowly begin to move again while Fred pressed against your ass, beginning to push himself in. It hurt but it was covered over by the pleasure you were receiving from George. You became a moaning mess for the two boys, who were roughly thrusting in and out of you chasing their release. Fred’s head was on one side while George’s was on the other, both moaning your name and how good you felt around them.
“Boys I’m so close, so fucking close.” You were basically screaming at this point, overwhelmed by pleasure. “Me too baby, I’m cumming.” Fred moaned into your ear while pulling out and cumming onto your ass. You came shortly after Fred, but George continued to thrust quickly, chasing his release. You could feel him twitch inside you and then shortly after feel his cum shoot inside you. You all took a moment to breathe, desperately gasping for air.
“We should definitely do that again,” you said to the twins
“Definitely,” they both said panting for air.
Planning a surprise | Fred and George Weasley Smut |
You stumble upon the twins planning something, then head up to their dorm for some fun.
Contains: Smut, harsh words, oral (female receiving), begging, fluff
tag list: @weasleytwinswheezes
“Fred! George! Get back here! Come on, now isn’t the time for games!” she yelled through the halls. She heard no response but giggling. Y/n grumbled to herself before continuing to walk down the many halls of Hogwarts.
“Guys I swear, when I find you, you’re both dead!” she yelled once again but heard no giggling. Y/n started to get a bad feeling and picked up her pace. She looked through the windows on the door hoping, praying, begging, that the twins were okay. “Come out you weasels!”
She was beginning to grow angry, and stopped at Snape’s room, the door was open. That was odd, Snape never left his door open, god knows what the first years would do with all the potions.
Y/n slowly pushed the door open just a tad more and began walking into the room. “Professor Snape? George? Fred?” she walked carefully as if one wrong move would have her killed. In her case that could have been true. Snape would be very angry if he found her walking quietly into his room. He would think she’s stealing potions or answers! However she also knew he probably wouldn’t be too harsh, she was a slytherin after all, Snape wouldn’t hurt one of his house's students.
Y/n couldn’t even remember how she had gotten here. The last thing she remembers is Fred carrying her on his back and George right by his side, waiting to see if he dropped her. He did. That was the last thing she remembers before waking up in the middle of the hall, nobody in sight.
“Sh! Shut up! She could hear us! I heard her yelling for us.” Y/n stopped her movement and ducked behind a chair and desk. It surprisingly hid her well. “Fred I swear she better not find out about this! It’s supposed to be a surprise!” Y/n stopped for a moment before realizing who it was. It must have been the twins, but who exactly are they talking about?
Y/n slowly lifted her body and started walking to the door, but knocked a small metal bin down on her way out. “Who’s there?!” she heard Fred shout at the door. She began silently panicking, what if they saw her, what if they hated her, what if they were planning something bad for another student? If it was a prank they surely would have told her, even if the prank was on her they would give her a small warning.
She slowly walked over the metal tin and moved her body to look as if she had just bent down to pick it up. Y/n slowly lifted her body to see Fred pointing his wand at her. She gasped and dropped the tin again. Fred sighed and lowered his wand. “Oh y/n you scared me” Fred said emphasizing my name. I could see George’s face shift into realization and then fear. George started to grab something and hide it behind his back.
“What ya got there?” Y/n slowly leaned her body, trying to see what George was doing. Fred quickly moved in front of her, “nothing, what are yooou doing here?” Y/n straightened herself out. “I woke up in a hallway, alone, I went looking for you two idiots since I didn’t know what happened.” Fred’s face changed to a look of confusion, “you passed out but we put you in our dorm room, how did you end up in a hallway?” Y/n’s face also changed, she didn’t know how she woke up in a hallway, she was asleep! She simply shrugged her shoulders, she truly didn’t know.
George walked over to his brother’s side, “feeling better after your rest darling?” She nodded, “so what you guys wanna do now, I have some stuff to do for the ball but I don’t feel like doing it now.” Fred and George tensed. George slowly began speaking, “we were planning on asking a girl to the dance, like both of us asking the same girl.” Y/n’s heart felt heavy, “oh, who’s the lucky girl?” She tried smiling but she just couldn’t. She lowered her head in sadness.
Fred noticed her change in mood, “do you think it’s weird? We didn’t know how people would feel about it.” She lifted her head back up to look at him, “no no, definitely not.” Fred looked at her before leaning down and hugging her. George leaned in too and began hugging her as well. “The girl is you” George whispered. Y/n smiled and slowly pulled away.
“We wanted to make it more of a big deal but,” Fred and George walked to where they were previously standing and grabbed a big banner. The banner had the words, “Y/n, wanna play some pranks at Yule?” She laughed, sure it was dumb and didn’t make sense but she loved it. “Of course you idiots.” She then ran into the twins arms and stayed there. Happy.
“Alright boys! Off to the dorm rooms before Snape finds us!” she yells before running out of the room. The twins quickly began running after her, it wasn’t difficult to catch up to her. Her short legs were no match for their long one’s. George swooped her up into his arms and began running again. “Hey! She’s my date too! Don’t hog her you dimwit!” Fred began trying to catch up with George, but he happened to be quicker.
George made it to his and his brother’s room before Fred, but he wasn’t far behind. George threw Y/n down on the bed before running to the door and locking it, leaning his back against it. “Oh haha very funny, open the door you git!” Fred yelled pounding on the door. George laughed before yelling back, “ooo Y/n look at that pretty white bra, would look so much better on the floor wouldn’t it?” The pounding became louder while y/n sat up and started giggling. George unlocked the door and quickly swung it open, his brother falling on the floor. Fred looked at you before looking at his brother, “she’s still got her shirt on! What the bloody hell!” Fred got up and punched George in the shoulder, “got my hopes up for nothin!” Y/n giggled before slowly untucked her shirt from her skirt and lifting her shirt above her head.
“Happy?”
“Wicked.”
Fred and George both walked over to you, bumping shoulders on their way. George was the first to reach you, quickly pressing his lips to yours while Fred’s attached to your neck. You moaned softly in George’s mouth as Fred’s lips traveled slowly to your breasts. George’s hand went behind your back and expertly unclipped your bra. It shocked you a bit on how skilled he had done it, George had mentioned before that he was a virgin, while Fred was not. You slightly pulled away from George to take off your bra.
Once your bra was off you quickly turned back to George, putting your hands on his cheeks and pulling him in for another kiss. While you were kissing George, Fred’s hand slipped under your skirt, softly teasing your cilt while sucking on your sensitive tit. You pulled away from George to moan out into the air, pulling your hands away from George and going to Fred’s hair. You pulled Fred up by his hair and began to makeout with you.
While you were busy with Fred, George sunk to his knees and lifted up your skirt, pushing you panties to the side revealing your wet cunt. George didn’t take long to admire it before diving his mouth straight in. You pulled away from Fred and let out a small scream of George’s name, a hand going to his fiery hair between your legs. His tongue worked wonders, licking, sucking, and slurping up your juices quickly. Fred’s lips went to your lips as you threw your head back in pleasure, letting out moans of both their names. “Oh Merlin Freddie, holy shit Georgie, feels so fucking good.” You couldn’t help but start to grind your pussy against George’s lips, getting closer and closer to climax. “I’m gonna cum, gonna cum on that pretty face of yours Georgie, you want that? You want me to cum on that pretty face?” You looked down at George, Fred’s lips still attached to your neck, George began to nod vigorously. His nodding pushed you over the edge, you shoved his face closer, locking your legs around his head. Fred pulled away from your neck and rubbed your tits, you threw your head back letting out very loud screams.
“So Georgie, since this is your first time, you should go first. I’ll let you ruin our pretty pussy. Does that sound good, pretty girl?” Fred moved to sit behind you, whispering the last part quietly in your ear. You nodded your head, eyes glued to George who was pulling his pants and boxers down. His big cock hit his stomach when he fully pulled his boxers off, he lightly stroked himself, hissing at the pleasure he received from the simple action. You spread your legs open for him, ready to take him fully. George leaned down and rubbed his tip against your entrance, making you both moan at the slight touch.
George pushed himself into you slowly, slightly shaking while doing so. He let out soft moans, the feeling of you clenching and unclenching felt heavenly around him. “Please George, go faster please.” You were never one to beg, but when it came to the twins, you would happily beg for their cocks. Fred was behind you, watching your face and playing with your tits. Fred was definitely a tits man while George was a thigh man. George gripped them harshly while pounding into you, making you throw your head back against Fred’s chest and happily scream George’s name.
“George, ‘m gonna cum, gonna fucking cum.” George sped up even more when the words came out of your mouth. Your back arched and you let out a throat ripping scream. You felt as though you had lost your vision for a moment, feeling nothing but sleepiness take over, panting heavily. “Baby, baby! You just squirted!” You could hear Fred’s voice pull you out of the peaceful state. You lightly lifted your head to look down. The area under you was completely soaked. You laughed lightly and rested your head back down on Fred’s chest, too tired for another round.
“Oh darling, did my cock tire you out?” George laughed, his ego was definitely boasted. Fred laughed behind you, making you lightly bounce on his chest. Fred gently pulled you down, making you lay down with him, pulling you to his chest and then snuggling into your shoulder. George put on a pair of boxers before climbing in with you, resting his head on your chest. “Goodnight boys, and don’t worry Fred, you’ll get your turn tomorrow.”