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cherry-pop-elf · 11 months ago

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Warming Up The New Client

Fred Weasley x Reader

Sum: Was another one of those little bets you and Fred did. You lost, but you are kinda the biggest winner between the two of you. Especially when one of the Weasley’s business partners come in to discuss important things. Let’s see if he can keep his head straight

Warnings: 18+, cock warming, blow jobs, semi public, kinda cracky because not everything needs to be a porno you gotta laugh, accidental choking, worried boyfriend because whoops this has become a sitcom, after care. Lowkey tho any fic you’ll read from me will have it, unless stated otherwise. HEALTHY AND REALISTIC SEX

“MR WEATHERBIRD! What are you doing here?!” Fred would panic, as he would force his chair to push into the desk. Was followed by a thump, as your body hit the back of the desk. Hardly any space for you, and his legs, in the confined space.

Why were you under his desk, and between his legs? Well you lost a bet. Was a harmless one. Just those lazy Mondays, at the shop, where you both needed something to help stimulate the day. A bet where it didn’t matter who won or loss, because there weren’t really any losers when the fun is the game.

Your prize for losing was to give the winner a blow job. Nothing too crazy. That is until unaware company arrived. That being a man that the Weasley twins were meant to do business with. Seems like George must have missed the man. Well, he arrived via fire place. George wouldn’t have seen him arrive, unless in the office with you two.

“Is now a bad time, Mr. Weasley? I figured Mondays would work best for you. Tis a joke shop, after all. The slowest day of the week, as your largest income bracket is through the school children. A Monday morning felt the most reliable to arrive.” Damn his logic, that was what Fred thought. He had a point.

“No no! It’s fine, you are right. Just surprise, that’s all. Take a seat. Let’s talk!” He would grin his award winning smile, as you remained stuck in your hiding place. Left with a choice to make. Stop what you are doing, or see how far you could push the button. Well, you married a Weasley. What’s a little bit of risk?

“Wonderful. We have much to discuss.” Boy was this going to be boring. You knew it, Fred knew it, but hey. You are certainly going to make it more enjoyable. Or worse. Either way, it’s gonna be fun.

As the older gentlemen began his garble, you were busy with your own garbling. Letting his cock press into your cheek, as you tried to find a way to move your head. You didn’t want to just keep thumping your head on the wood. That’s not fun at all.

You were shifting your head all over the place, as you tried to get comfortable. Made for your boyfriend to struggle with paying attention to the boring work jargon his business partner was making. Was certainly difficult to make sure he looked like he was listening, and not currently getting sucked off. Certainly difficult indeed, when those freckled cheeks of his were rosey.

“You seem a bit warm, Mr. Weasley. Are you feeling well?” The older gentlemen would ask Fred. Ever the charismatic man he was, he was oh so quick to think on the fly. Lie out of every situation. Such a charming gift to have.

“Fever fudge. You know how my brother and I are. We always self test our products. That way if anyone gets hurt, it’s us. We only ever field test with mostly our siblings. We know how they would react to what we make, but not to strangers. No. We don’t act like it, but we try and keep things safe.” That seemed to win over Mr. Weatherbird. Charmed the man as much as he could charm a gaggle of girls in a quidditch stand.

The devil on your shoulder was going to be the death of you, and him, with what it was whispering to you. Wanting to try and make his facade crack somehow. Just a little bit. Enough to make him sweat under the pressure. Just a little bit. You don’t want to actually put him at risk of anything, but gambling is gambling. Win big, or die trying.

As you finally managed to force Fred’s chair back, you could properly move your head. Made him need to sit awkwardly, to not make it appear that he was pushed back. Didn’t want the man to get suspicious. Seems he wasn’t, as he was busy with papers. Gave Fred time to look down, and see your devious face. Stuffed with his cock. Was so arrousing, you could feel his cock twitch on your tongue. With fresh flavor for you to enjoy.

He would shoot you a glare, only for the man to look back up. Forced him to meet the clients eyes, as to try and act as chill as possible. Never did he think he would want to do paper work right now. Anything to not just cum down your throat. George was the moaner, not him. But you were seeing if they were identical in a few other ways.

That was until Mr. Weatherbird started to lean over the desk. Just trying to be polite, and show him something on the papers. Had Fred quickly slam himself back under the desk. Forced you to take his cock all the way down your throat, and gag on it. Had you cross eyed, and trying so damn hard to not gurgle on it. Guess you weren’t quite enough.

“What was that noise-?” “What noise?” “Sounded like someone was choking….” Fred, ever quick, was able to come up with the perfect lie. A lie melted in truth, to keep the seal on the little secret at hand closed.

“We have a product here called puking pasties. A pastry used to help kids throw up. For one reason or another. Not to mention we have many things that stink so bad you wish to obliviate yourself from the memory. Just kids being kids. George has it under control.” He would brush off the worry, as you tried to find your ability to breathe again.

Was rather difficult, as you were now trapped entirely under the desk this time. How your head was pressed against the desk, and held no way to move your head. Just gagging around his cock, with drool soaking all over your clothes.

The more you tried to steady yourself, the more his cock twitched in your mouth. Feeling your tongue trying to adjust itself. How your throat kept clenching and your lips desperate to move.

Before you could make any other noises, he was quick to wave his wand. Had his gramophone kick to life, and play that loud swing music those twins loved. Nothing like some big band to liven up the scene. Along with hide more of your gagging, and sputtering, in the hopes to finish this meeting.

“That’s better. Now, as we were saying-“ The droning was starting to get to him. All his mind could think about you was choking on his cock. Had him aroused, but also very worried he was hurting you. It’s not hot if it’s not consented on. Was an accident, yes, but he loves you and wants you safe. He had to figure out how to get you out of there, before things get worse.

“Say uh. Mr. Weatherbird, um-“ Wow was it getting harder to talk. Wasn’t helping that you were still scrambling. Your hands reaching into his lap, to try and push him back some. When trying to reach the front of his chair, you got a full grab of your favorite stress toy instead. Had his eyes go cross, for a moment, as he had to bite his lip. Trying so hard, but he wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Oh, I know it’s alot. You are so new to this world of business. I respect it. You two are stars, I can see it. I’ll do my best to help guide you both. You two are already doing so wonderful. Truly business savvy. Your parents must be so proud. Here, I’ll leave these papers for you and your twin to discuss over. Just send an Owl if you have any questions.” He gave a tip of his hat to Fred, as Fred himself did his best to give a flustered nod.

Mr. Weatherbird would give a wave goodbye, and vanished through the fireplace. As soon as he did, Fred pushed himself back. Made for a rather pornographic sight, and sound, as he popped his cock out of your mouth.

You were just covered in your own drool. Face more flustered than his own, with your lips swollen from being stretched for so long. How you were panting hard from the stress of the scene. It was all too much. You were just so perfect in his view. He just had to add to it.

He barely had time to close your eyes, as he leaned back. His cock just spilling his cum all across your face. Across your drool stained chest. You were just covered in so much. You were surprised he even had so much in him. Guess this was some life or death edging, so to speak.

With your breath caught, it was his turn to pant. Just leaning back in his office chair. His body slack, as he was seeing stars. That release was so needed, and so intense. He swore he pulled his back out from it.

“That could have gone better…Or worse. Depends on if we look at this from a positive view or not.” You would joke, as he gave a dry laugh. Happy to know you were ok. You knew he was worried, you could just tell. There was something sweet about it. That even with such heat of the moment he was looking out for you.

You would let him collect himself, as a cleaning charm solved all your problems. You also were polite to help out his dick away for him. After care goes both ways, after all. When he would come back to reality he would take care of you. You knew that. Until then, you’ll make sure he is cared for to.

Once he had his time to no longer sweat himself a new pool, he would pull you into his lap. Just cuddling you. A means of apology, without saying it. You knew he was trying to not have you humiliated. It wasn’t intentional in any way. The way you would play with his hair conveyed it. Both of you using your own silent little love language.

“So….Whens your next meeting?” The fact you asked that made his head spin. You wanted to do that again? That risk? The choking? The fear? The adrenaline? The insanity of it all?

“…….Thursday, after lunch….” He’s a Weasley. They were all adrenaline junkies. That’s just one of the many things that made you love him. Love him, kiss him, and bump your noses together. His adorable bird nose, with yours.

“You are such a minx, and I LOVE it.”

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midnightshindig · 4 months ago

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There’s literally zero William fics 😭 Please give us anything you’re willing to write for him 🙏

William Clockwell x M!Reader hcs

For sure!

To everyone who requested something over the weekend or earlier this week, I promise I’ll get to it in just doing some of these shorter ones in between classes

Gonna do some general William hcs and then some SFW x reader ones

Hcs below the cut!

General Hcs

Was a vegetarian for two years of high school before realizing his type is jocks and he can’t eat meat and not eat meat

Puts a lot of pressure on himself to be the “palatable” gay, and spent a few years being the “girls twink best friend” from this, or he would’ve if he wasn’t already best friends with Mark

Is lactose Intolerant, and will eat/drink it anyways, BUT he’s responsible and carries those dairy pills on him

Dude has asthma, but it was wayyy worse in middle school, he hasn’t had an attack in a while but he still keeps an inhaler on him

Type of bitch to talk through a movie AND be playing candy crush on his fucking phone

THIS MAN PLAYS INFINITY NIKKI I won’t hear otherwise

He makes mark make an account and friend him on it, too

HES JUST DEDICATED!!!

He teases Mark for being weird, but its just because he’s a little jealous that Mark can do shit like Like Seance Dog and still pull bitches

Kicks ass at Mario kart and super smash bros

Hc that the reason William knows Amber so well is because she was his beard their freshman year, before he had come out to the whole school

They didn’t date or anything, she was his homecoming date

It was the only way her parents would let her go, with a gay chaperone

Has been sneaking into R rated movies since he was 14, loves horror movies

Not so much after the D.A Sinclair accident

Now he only watches popcorn horror, the really cheesy stuff

His favorite ice cream flavor is probably cherry Garcia

Wears a wife beater and pajama pants to bed, as opposed to Mark who I DONT CARE WHAT THE SJOW SAYS- wears a tshirt and short shorts and William calls him gay for it

He has the bad habit of calling things gay derogatorily, and then impromptu performing that entire speech about why you shouldn’t call things gay by Hillary Durf

Every time. The whole speech.

Every. Time.

Why must Mark be punished for William’s bullshit? What the fuck

William takes Mark to pride with him and then abandons him to people don’t think they’re dating

It’s okay though

Dating Headcanons

Kind of dude who thinks roller skating dates are the peak of romance

DONT get me wrong, he’s romantic.

Like, asked you to prom with a bouquet of your favorite flower and a thing of candy and stuff

Very classic in his approach to things, very “Hey can I take you out Friday? I’ll pick you up at 8”

Likes to make out with you in his car

He has an overbearing father who likes to interrupt you guys at his house soooooo

You get creative

His favorite dates are taking you swimming

Idk he just seems like a good swimmer

Likes to sit on your shoulders at the pool

GREAT cook, makes you food constantly when he has the money

And makes you very fancy cup noodles when he doesn’t

Bc he still needs to treat you, duh

Likes when you give him a shoulder massage, he has tensed back muscles from his heavy backpack

In returns, he’s really good at back massages and will give you them frequently

You have soooo many study dates in your dorm, often with Mark hanging around and venting about superhero stuff

Mark is basically one of your in-laws, and you get well acquainted with his family drama

Williams parents like you so much they put you on their Christmas card

It’s a little wild

Williams really glad though, he really likes you

#invincible show #invincible #invincible season 3 #writers on tumblr #William Clockwell #William Clockwell x reader #William invincible #invincible William Clockwell #invincible x reader #mark is a good in law #he is ALSO on the Christmas card after Nolan leaves #you do Christmas together #GALENTINES!#sorry I promise I’m not evil #I promise I’ll get those requests done #eventually

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