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Dark Prince

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Pleasure

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The pleasure (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/354439132-the-pleasure?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=eviljokerbunny this story is about two best friends: - Fred and y/n they both have feeling for each other, and something happened between them that changed their life forever this is a smut story and CAUTION when you read the story it's going to get hot soon so relax yourself and get going............

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Wander through my body || San

Boyfriend exp.

pairing: Idol!Choi San x fem!reader

w.c.: 4k

Warnings: Smut, vanilla sex, oral sex (female and male receiving), masturbation (female receiving), unprotected sex (not you, wrap it up, folks). If you're a minor, refrain from reading it. Also, if you don't like this content, just keep scrolling.

Summary: Your boyfriend has been having a hard time, after he was forced to cancel a trip you were excited about. Even if you have told him everything is okay, he's still stuck on the idea that you're mad about it, so you come up with the idea of showing him how you're okay through actions rather than words.

Aprox. time of reading: 17 minutes

MASTERLIST

The huge teddy bear rested over the right side of your couch, after you placed it there. You weren't convinced of leaving it there, but it wasn't like you had many other free spots to leave something that was as big as you. Your boyfriend did mean it when he said he'd try to make it up to you, although you didn't expect that would mean seeing your small studio filled with heart-shaped balloons, cuddly teddy bears, and giant tulip buckets.

Earlier that day, he had called you to brag about all the gifts he prepared, including your favorite flower in different bright colors -that, surprisingly, fitted with the aesthetic of your apartment perfectly.

You couldn't say you were widely surprised though. Since you two started dating, San had always been the perfect boyfriend. He loved romance as much as he loved you, and showing his affection by using it was one of his best skills.

A walk next to the Han River in the night while holding hands, or sitting next to your window to see the snow falling down in front of you as you were cuddled next to each other, covered with a soft blanket... Those were the type of things he made you used to. And you loved it each time, because you treasured the efforts he made to see you, although his schedule was too tight.

His idol life was crazy, and you knew it before you started dating each other, when you met at Kangdae's, one of your friends in common, birthday party. San caught your eye immediately. Not only was he dangerously attractive, but his personality trapped you in the moment -and you were afraid you would never escape it. And he felt the same way, although -unlike you- he tried to tear down the walls that you kept building up, until you were completely defenseless to his charm.

One year later, you couldn't be more glad of avoiding everything that could've kept you away from him.

It was difficult at times, but you always managed to make it work.

Barely having time to see each other, the sometimes forced long-distance relationship, having to date in the dark, last-minute canceled dates because rehearsal took longer than he expected... And that week it was the cancellation of a week-long trip you both had been talking about for weeks, their tour would be finished and also neither of your coworkers asked for days off during that period of time -which allowed you to have that freedom to choose.

You already made sure to have that week off from work, when San assured you there would be no problem since there was nothing scheduled for those dates. Although thankfully you didn't buy the tickets nor booked the hotel. Just when you called him for it, the tone of his voice warned you that the next thing that would come out of his lips was something you wouldn't like.

It upsetted you, because you were already acting as if that trip was happening without a problem. But the guilty tone in your boyfriend's voice hurted you more. It was something out of his control. It wasn't like he had any type of control over his team, and the way they dealt with contracts for the group. He was already seeing himself packing his bags in a few months to go with you to Bali after you confirmed you were allowed to have that week off, until he stepped inside his company with the news that Ateez was going to be participating in a festival in Japan that same weekend -which meant he'd be required to rehearse for it. Ever since that happened, he had always been looking after you, calling you several times a day -even if he was using those tiny breaks to eat, even if that meant he stayed up at night -because he was on the other side of the world-, and sending several gifts to your place -where you didn't have any space left for more.

He didn't need to make up for anything, yet he made sure he did.

The emotional responsibility he showed, every single time he thought you were disappointed, was something you hadn't seen in any of your exes before -not even in most of your friends. It was definitely one of the things that you treasured with dear life, and that encouraged you to treat him better every day.

That week you barely had time to text back, or see him whenever he invited you over to the dorm when Mingi and Seonghwa weren't around, and the day he opted to show up at your place, he found the door closing up in his nose, with your eyes widening in surprise when you saw him.

San had never seen you reacting that way when he showed up, and that added to how distant you seemed that week, made him worry. His knocks on the door were gentle, yet insistent, while his voice called your name with an inquiring tone that made you struggle with the way your living room looked.

Ever since he came back from tour, everything seemed fine. You both went back to those late night dates, filled with cuddles that made him never want to leave your side, your random visits to the company... He didn't exaggerate when he thought that he saw you just as much as he saw the members -and he spent almost all day with them. But everything went off a few days back. All of a sudden, you stopped visiting him and seemed conflicted if he showed up to pick you up at work instead. It seemed like he was still on tour by the way you restricted your relationship to texts and calls.

At first, San thought that maybe work was busier than usual that week. But the worst side of his brain couldn't stop wondering whether you could've met someone else or not, or whether you started needing some space after dating for so long. Or if he did something to make you act that way. And it was then when he realized: you were supposed to be on that trip for two days already, yet there you were at home.

Meanwhile, you were inside, trying to choose whether to let him ruin your surprise or knowingly hurt him and give him a hard time to protect it. Work had been a mess, but trying to prepare the way your living room looked, along with all the small details you had to pay attention to, barely gave you time to breathe. If you finished your shift at six, at one past six you were going from one shop to the other to get everything you needed before he left for Japan. And you spent the whole previous day building the "stage" in your free corner of your living room, just to make sure it'd look fine before the day of the surprise came.

"Give me one minute" you screamed.

You weren't going to ruin your surprise. You were just going to give it to him earlier than planned.

Double checking the comfort space, you sighed and walked to the door. That wasn't the way you imagined that day, although you still didn't know if that was for good or bad.

His eyebrows were slightly furrowed at the top of his nose, and his eyes seemed bigger by the way confusion invaded them, by the way he was unable to read the expression on your face.

"What are you doing here?" you first asked, moving to the side so he'd be able to step inside.

"We've barely seen each other this week, and I missed you" San admitted, taking off his shoes before he turned back to you. "I know you're still mad, but...".

You were the one frowning as soon as he started speaking "Mad? About what?".

"I know it's not easy, and I know you were looking forward to that trip, but I promise I'll make it up to you".

Your hands rested on your hips as you heard what got him so worried to go to your apartment that late, out of nowhere. While you completely moved on from that topic days after it happened, he was still stuck there and the disappointment he thought it made you feel after months. If you were doubting on giving him his surprise in a few days, that was the sign that he needed to see why you were actually distant for that week.

Just clicking your tongue, and quickly twisting your neck, you took a step in his direction, reaching for his wrist to drag him inside your studio.

He was confused by the way you pulled him deeper in your house, walking behind you. As he followed you, there was a sound of waves that kept sounding louder with every step you two took, but he didn't pay much attention to it, it was the least of his worries at that moment. It all seemed like always when you two reached the entrance to your living room, except for the few plushies that he sent, that were decorating the shelves. Until his eyes fell over the corner in the living room that was empty. There was a huge beach poster, and the sand at the bottom of it was followed by a wide carpet with a print in a similar tone. Over it, a tiny table that had nothing on it, except for two empty glasses with two pink small paper parasols.

"Crafts were never my thing, so I'll say it for you: it looks a bit lame. But it's still unfinished., I didn't even prepare the drinks to make it spot on" you tried to justify yourself. "I know how bad you felt, and still feel, about that trip. And I tried to make this to make you feel better about it, but the only conclusion you could reach with this is never leaving me in charge of building anything".

The warm hug San trapped you in contrasted with your light jokes about the build up of your surprise. His face was hidden on the curve of your neck, feeling his nose and his lips pressed against your oversized t-shirt, while his arms surrounded your body, one hand cupping your head against his chest while the other pulled you in tighter by your waist.

"No, princess. It's perfect" he assured, with his face sinking deeper on your body -as if that were possible.

Finally smiling, your arms changed places. You wrapped his neck, standing on your tiptoes to be able to land a sweet kiss on his neck, while his arms hugged you tight from your waist.

"You don't need to make up for anything, babe" your fingers tangled on his locks, caressing the back of his head. "You never had to".

You squeezed his cheeks, lightly moving back to be able to look into his eyes during your embrace. His smile was so wide, despite not showing his teeth, that his eyes looked completely squinted.

"At first I thought you were planning on breaking up with me" he mentioned with a pout.

"Oh, you aren't getting rid of me so easily" you joked, pulling in for a peck on his lips.

The shape of his mouth slowly changed, going from the pout to fully adapt to the way your lips moved on his. His fingers pressed on a particular spot, between the curve of your waist and your spine that made you gasp, hugging tighter onto him as you smiled during the kiss. The tip of his tongue peeked through his lips as he smirked, guiding yours lips to his with the hand on your nape.

You had been dating for so long, but everytime his tongue rubbed against yours had the same effect on you. A wave of electricity ran through your body, feeling something waking up every time he flicked it against yours. Your knees went momentarily weak, forcing you to close your fist tight on the fabric of his black t-shirt.

San broke the kiss first, rubbing his nose on yours, before he said "I didn't bring a swimsuit".

That comment made you giggle, moving your face away to look back on him. You tried to seem serious, but you couldn't hold back the smile on your face when you were aware of the way his eyebrow kept rising.

"Lucky you, you don't need that on this beach".

You both mirrored each other's expression, mocking the way your eyebrows raised in a flirty way, while you two were dying to burst out laughing before you kissed again. San guided your steps until you were stepping on the carpet, breaking the kiss again to take his socks off and leave a short kiss on your belly before he was back on kissing you, joining you over the fake sand.

Being first to take off his clothes, he threw his t-shirt away, gluing your body to his while his hands moved down your oversized t-shirt to lift it up slowly. At the same time his hands moved up over the curve of your back, his lips traced a trail of open mouthed kisses that went from your chin to the line of your jaw, that he followed as if it was a path until he reached your earlobe. Once he sucked on that sensitive spot, you knew it was over for you. A heavy gasp fell from your lips, followed by your head tilting to the side, while you were only able to move your fingertips across his collarbones to reach his shoulders.

His skin was burning under your touch, making you the only one to blame for the way he was feeling.

Soon after, your t-shirt was flying across the room, having San's chest sinking and his growing bulge twitching when he saw you had no bra on. He pulled you close again, trapping your hips in his hands and catching one of your hard nipples in his lips. The moves of his tongue and mouth were slow on you, twirling and sucking on the hard button carefully, showing his devotion the best way he could while you cupped his head in your hands. With the change of one nipple to the other, a small one escaped your lips, along with your hips moving forward to his, rubbing your lower belly against his dick.

San moved down on you, keeping a route of wet kisses through your belly, until he stopped on the edge of your shorts. With his eyes closed, and still kissing the invisible line that separated your naked skin from your clothes, he got rid of the last pieces of fabric left on your body. He went lower, ghosting his lips over the place where your slit started, making your clit throb at the feeling of his warmth breathing over you.

"Lift your leg, princess" he asked, opening his hand in front of you.

Supporting yourself on his shoulder, you raised your leg, resting the back of your knee on his palm, which he moved higher to your thigh to raise your leg a bit more. The air seemed to get thicker with every small move of his tongue on you, making you eager to feel his tongue doing more than just soft kitten licks over your clit and teasing your entrance. His other hand was secured around your forearm, assuring you he had you even if you lost balance. It was something that was bound to happen when his lips enclosed around your bundle of nerves, pulling from it while his tongue drew small circles on it.

San kept testing you, changing his moves, changing the speed -going from fast to slow in a way that caused a short circuit in your brain-, going from your clit to your entrance to ignore both and shower with kids your inner thigh. And when he heard the first moan, it was over for you. Once that sound joined the sound of waves coming out of your small speaker, San sank his face deeper in your core, flicking his tongue a few more times until he moved back to look up at you.

Standing up, he was again towering over you, linking your lips on a messier kiss, that made you aware of the mix of his spit and your own taste on his tongue. He saw your intentions when you broke the kiss again, letting go of his lips with a loud sound before you sank to your knees. Although he stopped before you were able to. Reaching to the first thing to his reach, he handed you one of the plushies he had gifted you.

"Put it under your knees. It won't hurt you like that" he excused himself.

His gesture made you smile through all the lust mist in the air, reminding you that man was always looking after you, even if his brain wasn't completely conscious.

You undid his belt and unzipped his pants, eager to pull them down and see him completely naked. You both have had sex several times, but it always felt like the first time. There was always that nervousness to seeing him naked for the first time -even if it vanished quite fast.

His hand cupped your cheek when the tip of your tongue flicked around his tip, rubbing his thumb on your skin. The way his finger moved sometimes stopped, because he was way too focused on how warm your tongue and lips felt as you licked and teased his shaft, until he was aware and he went back to caressing you to let you know everything was fine.

Spitting a bit on his tip, you moved your hand softly, spreading the wetness all over his dick before you finally wrapped your lips around his tip. A soft groan was heart over you, a hint of what you were provoking on his body with just a few moves, and that went straight to your core. You kept moving down, taking him slowly, inch by inch, until you reached that point where you'd almost gag and that'd make you move back up slowly. You bobbed your head over his cock, with a steady yet slow pace, joining your hands to the way your lips were taking him in so good it felt like heaven for him.

His eyes were always closed when you looked up at him, with his head thrown back, while his lips were parted, sometimes mumbling praises, but other times just gasping and moaning with every move you made. And it was like that that day. He reassured you through the touch of his fingertips on your cheek, feeling how you sucked in every time you moved back to the tip and feeling it get thicker under his palm every time you took him in.

You were indeed heaven for him.

"Babe, stop" he stopped you, gulping thick when you reached his tip again. "Let me make love to you".

You cleaned the corners of your mouth and threw the teddy bear away, before he kneeled with you. His kisses were soft and sweet, but something on them that day made them feel way more tender. As if he was indeed treasuring that moment to the depths of his heart because he didn't want to forget it, sucking onto your lips so deeply every time your heads rolled that you thought you'd end up dizzy from it.

Through kisses and hidden touches, he helped you lay on your back at the same time he lied on top of you, molding himself to the spot in between your legs. Your hips instantly lifted to his touch, feeling that throbbing sensation again when he rubbed your clit a few times, moving lower through your folds until he reached your entrance. The moan you let out when two of his fingers slipped in you broke the kiss, but he just stayed there, admiring every millimeter of your face, knowing he was the only one you reached that way for. You wrapped around him tight, making him groan when he felt your walls enclosing around his digits as perfectly as he remembered.

"Does it feel good?" he asked, rubbing his nose on yours.

"Yes" you moaned, rocking your hips subtly against his hand.

A few seconds later, you were feeling empty again, when he pulled his fingers out to rub the tip of his dick through your folds to lube himself with your arousal, ghosting over your entrance every time he moved down. With one last annoyed gasp from you, San smirked, finally lining his length to thrust inside of you slowly.

Once he made sure it was fully in, he showered your neck and face with kisses, thrusting his hips back and forth slowly, feeling your walls taking him in like he belonged there.

San always worshiped your body through sex, moving his hands over your curves, letting his fingers wander through your body as if it was his most desired destination. He always gave the best balance between love and sex, rolling his hips for the best angle, while he whispered sweet things into your ear or spread soft kisses over your shoulder.

Sex between you two was always a full on representation of intimacy on all the possible levels. It wasn't only how you became one whenever he pounded into you, but also the nakedness of looking into each other's eyes, the romance of every little touch to encourage the other, and the passion of being vocal through moans and some mumbled words that made no sense.

He rested his forehead on yours, moving one hand to your hip while the other played with your hair. Your hips lifted after the first friction of his pelvis on your clit, looking for that same friction with every thrust he made. And San was aware, rolling his hips in a way that made that friction hold onto his arms and wrap your legs tighter around his hips.

"You feel so good, love" you moaned against his lips, moving your mouth down to bite his chin and kiss his skin.

"Does it feel good, hmm?" he asked with a raspy voice. "You wrap around me so well".

"Go a bit faster, babe" that whine went along a tight clench around his dick, that made him aware of how you were feeling almost instantly.

His thrusts were a bit faster, and deeper, just like you asked for it, making you hold onto his forearm and shoulder before he sunk his head on the curve of your neck. Your skin clapped with every thrust, just adding that intensity you both needed to push you closer to the edge. You felt the way his muscles contracted against your body with every move of his hips, while his gaps kept turning to high-pitched moans in your ear as he ran after his release. The synergy of all those sounds only worked as the last drop before everything overflowed.

Your back arched as you hugged him tight throughout your prolonged moan that announced your orgasm smacking into your system, while San sank his nails on your flesh and bit on your shoulder to drown his moan on your skin as he spilled inside of you.

You stayed like that for a few minutes, helping each other to calm down through touches and gentle kisses on the other's skin, thinking of getting some oxygen back before you looked into each other again.

"You liked the surprise?" your breathing was shaky as you spoke.

With a smirk, San nodded "You make me feel so lucky to have you".

You pouted to his words, tilting your head a bit, before you pulled him in for another kiss.

Maybe you'd keep that corner for a few more days until he left for Japan...

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Hi i am author bunny!!!

i am writing a book Dark prince pls read it hope u all like it

#romance #yn #the dark prince #love #suspense #mystery

#fan fiction #fanasty

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PLEASURE

Part 6

“Did you mean it?” You asked as you both lay panting on the bed, calming down from your highs, Fred’s gaze flicked over to you, “Hmm? Mean what?” He hummed, “That you- you had a crush on me…” You mumbled, Fred laughed and rolled over to look at you but your face caused a quick change in his demeanour, “Yes. I meant every word of it.” He said, you nodded, “Even the part after that?” You bit your lip while I smile played on your lips, Fred laughed and kissed your lips, “I love you.” He smiled, “Love you too Freddie.”

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PLEASURE

Part 5

“I want us to do this again Freddie. Can we please do this again.” You moaned, tugging back at the roots of his hair, “Yeah? You wanna do this all again? Gonna make you my permanent little fuck toy.” He grunted, feeling his hips grind ever so slightly.

The small movement drove you over the edge and you clenched down on Fred before releasing all overs cock.

“Fuckin’ hell. Such a slut aren’t ya? Getting off on nothing but my voice.” Fred mocked as you came down from your high, you whined in protest but it came out so quiet it was barely heard by Fred, “You know I usually don’t fuck little whores like you but maybe if you ask nicely-“ he began but you were already a step ahead, “Please Freddie. Please, need you to fuck me so bad. Please, I’ll do anything, just fuck me.” You begged, Fred smiled in amusement and grabbed your hips before thrusting upwards.

You moaned loudly and bit at Fred’s shoulder to stop your moans from being to loud.

Fred pushed your head back away from him, “Don’t do that. Wanna hear your pretty moans.” He continued to thrust at a faster pace, groaning at the feeling of your velvet walls around him.

“You know, I’ve wanted to fuck this slutty little hole for so long.” He groaned causing you to throw your head back, “Freddie please.”, “Always had a crush on you.”, Your eyes widened at his words, “Last time I got myself off it was to dirty thoughts about you. I’ve cum in my hands so many times thinking about fucking your tight cunt around me.” He grunted, chasing his own release.

“Shit” I am gonna cum inside you.” He rasped, “I’m going to fill this pretty tummy up until it’s full of my babies.”, You moaned loudly at Fred’s words, legs shaking in anticipation, “Yeah? You want that, baby? You want me to fill you up? Fuck you full of my babies?” He mocked, you nodded desperately, “Yes fuck- please, Freddie. Want you to get me pregnant." You gasped, clawing at Fred’s back.

His pace sped up as he continued to fuck up into you.

Finally you both reached your peaks and you guys stopped

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PLEASURE

Part 4

Fred removed his trousers before removing his boxers— your eyes flicked down to his length, eyes going wide at the sight. It was fully erect and waiting. You became anxious at the thought of how it would fit, “Uh- Freddie?” You asked, mouth suddenly feeling very dry, “Something the matter, angel?” He hummed, a shit-eating grin playing at his lips, “H-hows it gonna fit?” You mumbled, Fred pouted as he sat on the bed beside you, lifting you onto his lap, “I’ll make it fit.” He smirked.

Fred lifted you up with one arm while the other prepared his cock at your entrance, “You ready, bunny?” He hummed, you nodded and he entered you in one swift movement.

You let out a loud yelp but Fred captured your lips in a kiss.

You expected Fred to move eventually but after 30 seconds he was still sitting still an it was beginning to hurt, you bucked your hips up but Fred stilled your hips, “Stay still.” He demanded, “Just wanna feel you around me.” He began to kiss your neck, you whined loudly, “Please Freddie. Hurts. Wanna move.” You pleaded, Fred nipped at you neck, “I said stay still.” He repeated.

The pain continued to build until it reached a peak and dipped into pleasure— or what Fred would call, ‘subspace.’.

“Do you know how long I’ve been wanting you, baby?” He hummed, you shook your head, biting your lip to contain your whimpers and moans.

I am gonna fuck you so rough. Gonna fill you up nice and pretty.”, his words forced the moans you were holding back so desperately to finally spill. “Fuck Freddie!” You exclaimed, “Can feel you clenching around me so tight, baby. Shit- Yes this all just because of my voice?” He taunted, you nodded, feeling his words go directly to your clit, stimulating the same feeling Fred got you go close to before.

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PLEASURE

Part 3

Your first moan was like music to Fred’s ears, yes that feels good, bunny?” He hummed, you nodded and clawed at his back, “Yes, Freddie. Fuck- so good.” You bucked your hips up into his hand, “Greedy little thing, aren’t ya?” He was amused, but his amusement only lasted a moment before his face went serious again, “You think you can handle another?” He asked, you nodded desperately.

Fred pressed a kiss to your forehead before entering another finger into your heat, you moaned again, louder this time, “Shit- sound so pretty when you moan for me.” He groaned, beginning to pump his fingers in and out while his thumb continued on making tight circles on your clit.

You whined loudly as an overwhelming feeling of pleasure built in your stomach, you felt the coil in your stomach about to snap but suddenly Fred pulled his fingers out of you causing a sob to bubble over at the loss of pleasure, “Freddie!” You whimpered, “Stop being a brat. Y’want my cock now, angel?” He hummed, standing over you.

At the mention of Fred finally fucking you with his cock you immediately shut up.

Your jaw dropped at the sight of Fred’s toned body when he removed his shirt, “You got some drool there, bunny.” He teased, you quickly clammed your jaw shut.

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PLEASURE

Part 2

It’s been 8pm and here you stood, waiting nervously for Fred to answer your knock at his door— Fred opened the door and looked down at you, his eyes growing darker at the sight of you, Fred stepped aside to let you into the dorm.

As soon as you entered Fred shut the door behind you before immediately pushing you against the door, you eagerly sought each others lips and kissed one another.

Your tongues fought for dominance but only for a moment before you let Fred win and obtain control over you.

“Are you sure about this, love?” Fred asked as he pushed you back on the bed, you nodded and reached up to kiss him again but he pulled away, “Words, angel. Words.” He demanded, “I’m sure, Freddie. Please, please fuck me.” You begged, a smirk played on Fred’s lips as he moved back to kiss you.

Fred reached up between the two of you and began to undo the buttons of your shirt— he Throws the fabric to the side of the room as he slid his hands under you back to unclip your bra.

Fred pulled away from you causing you to gasp for air, he gently holds by your waist as he admired your exposed breasts, “Fuck. Now that’s not fair, baby.” He breathed, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “How could you hide those pretty tits from me?” He dove down to kiss your breasts, you gasped and reached down to tug at his hair, “Fuck! Fred-“ You gasped,.

You arched your back off the bed and felt the curl of Fred’s lips against you before he pulled away, you whined at the loss of contact, Fred silenced you with a hand on your throat, “May I?” He hummed, tugging at the waistline of your shorts, you nodded as you attempted to free yourself from his grip.

Fred slid your shorts down your legs following with your panties, leaving you completely bare before him.

You squirmed around on the bed and attempted to cover yourself, Fred was quick to swat your hands away, “Don’t go all shy on me now, angel. Just wanna admire the view.” He teased, opening you up for him, “So fuckin’ beautiful. And wet. This is all for me?” He taunted, you whined softly, “Freddie please-“ you begged, “What is it? What do you want?” He hummed, “Fuck me already.” You pleaded, Fred smirked, “Slow down, bunny. Let’s get you prepped first."

Fred hovered over you once more and moved his hand down to your pussy causing you to gasp, “Such a slutty pussy.” Fred mused, “Gonna make you feel so good, baby.” He breathed, leaning down to kiss you again.

For the first time you felt a pressure build in your stomach as Fred dove the first finger into your hole, you yelped out and Fred slowed hid penetration, “Your ok, love. Doing so well for me.” He praised, rubbing his thumb over your clit to add more pleasure than pain.

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PLEASURES

Part 1

Fred Weasley x y/n

Basically, y/n desperate to get rid of her virginity but she wants time to be with someone she trusts so she goes to Fred to ask about it. He's a little sceptical at first because he's has feelings for the y/n but never proposed he for practically forever but eventually gives it.

Warnings:

Domain sex

smut

Fingering

18+ content

if you don’t like this type of story I don’t recommend you to read . Hope you enjoy my story.

Y/n goes to Fred

“Freddie I want you to take my virginity.” You blurted, the redhead in front of you choked on his bottle of water and looked up at you with wide eyes, “What?” He spluttered, wiping the spilled water from his lips, “I want you to take my virgin-“ You started louder but Fred shushed you with a hand over your mouth, he looked around at the other nearby students before tugging you into a small broom closet.

You were both pressed tightly together in the confined space and you looked up at him, “Fred, I want you to take my virginity.” You repeated, “A-are you sure you want me to do it?” He asked, you nodded, “Please Freddie. I don’t want to wait anymore.”, “This is a big decision, love. I don’t want you to rush into anything.” Fred assured, “I want you to fuck me, Fred.” You grabbed his face to make him look at you, his eyes darkened at your words, “My room 8pm. Don’t be late.”.

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Fred Weasley x y/n

warnings :

domain sex

fingering

Gore language

A/N : first writing here on tumblr! i hope you guys enjoy!

(Y/N - you - and Fred Weasley are definitely NOT friends, but you seem to get along when you see your dates kissing each other.)

P/N had left you tonight. Again. And you have no idea where they went and why they didn’t inform you about their whereabouts. Glancing around the decorated Great Hall, you watched the couples dance and the sweaty horny teens grind up against each other with the last of the sanity they have.

Your eyes fell upon Fred Weasley, drinking the (definitely spiked) punch in the corner, looking like a creep. He looked lonely, but you could care less. Walking towards the food table, getting ready to eat so much food you couldn’t stand, you glance over at the sight of P/N’s dress/suit flashing into the hall. You instantly began making your way over, and turnt the corner you saw them go around.

You saw them, with a girl. All pressed up against the wall kissing on each other. You would’ve gagged if it weren’t for the hand that grabbed your waist and pulled you into an empty classroom.

“What the fuck?” You whisper-shout, flipping around to be face to face (literally) with Fred. Your noses bumped at the speed you turnt and the impact made you both groan in pain.

“You were going to get caught.” Fred told you, hissing in pain shortly after. “Well, thank you, Fred the Great, but I don’t need your help to spy on my partner.” You narrowed your eyes at him, letting go of your nose.

“My date was out there as well, kissing your girl/boyfriend you’re supposed to be watching.” He hissed.

“Oh, so you’re blaming this on me, now? So now i’m the bad guy because your girl wants to rub all up on my girl/boyfriend? You’re no good.” You rolled your eyes, peeking outside of the door to see both of your dates gone.

“They’re gone.” You spoke up, turning back to Fred who just blinked and walked out. You rolled your eyes, following after him.

After a while, you got used to the “silence” even though the music was booming through the halls.

Suddenly, Fred took a halt in front of you. You stopped too, looking up at him and then looking to where his eyes were pointed to. They were there, and Fred backed you both up behind the wall.

It wasn’t on time though, because your now ex looked up. “Who’s there?” They called out. You flinched from their booming voice and unintentionally hid behind Fred, just in case they saw you.

“I heard you! I said, whose there?!” They yelled again, this time with much more force than last time. You looked for an escape. Any escape. and lucky, you found one. You pulled Fred by the arm and quietly but quickly opened the door and pulled you both in.

It was cramped, but it would have to do for the situation that was given. Your breathing was heavy and your breaths shuddered everytime you inhaled.

You looked around, suddenly becoming aware of the close proximity of you and Fred. You backed as much as you could. “Sorry.” You whispered, surprisingly nonchalantly.

He just nodded, pressing his ear to the door. You stood, your back against the wall that didn’t do anything, since there was a bucket preventing your feet from moving back.

Fred took his ear from the door and looked back at you. He thought you looked fragile. The way your chest rose and fell rapidly as if you were getting chased by a dementor.

“Hey,hey. Y/N it’s alright, they’re gone.” He placed an arm on yours, and you almost had shivered at the light touch. You just stared, your eyebrows gently furrowed and flyaways laying in front of your eyes.

That’s when it all came out.

One thing you shouldn’t do to Y/N, especially if she’s at a vulnerable state, is try to comfort her. Especially if you’re Fred Weasley.

You hadn’t thought before you kissed him, you just knew you did it in the ‘heat of the moment’.

You pulled him close to you. So close you could feel his heartbeat against your own. And you went weak when he kissed you back, melting slowly into the kiss.

His lips seemingly struggled to keep up with the desperate pace of your own, so you slowed down gradually for him to keep up. For a while, you thought your mind had shifted to another realm.

That was before he parted for a breath. You realized you needed one, as well, and stumbled away from him. “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. It was the heat of the moment, I swear-” You rambled on with your excuses until he decided to shut you up and place a hand over your mouth.

“Don’t worry about it.” He assures, grabbing you by your waist to move back to the close proximity you were previously in. “Can we go somewhere more spacious? I feel cramped in here.” You muttered, kicking the bucket beside your foot.

“Of course.” He said in your ear, leading you both out of the broom closet and up the stairs into the gryffindor common room.

You were partially glad no one was there, therefore you could just slip up to the boys dorm without question. Getting to the shared dorm, you shut and locked the door behind you both, pulling him down to kiss you again.

He pulled you close and gripped your arse, making you whine against his mouth. “I know we’re going really fast but I need you.” You whined against his lips, breaking the kiss.

He hummed, his hands trailing back up to your waist, unexpectedly pulling you upwards. You yelped in surprise, but didn’t complain as you were gently placed on the bed.

Fred rested in between your legs, kissing down your jaw to your neck, unclothing you as he was doing that. He kept peeking up for consent but you were trying to let him know to keep going without having to speak.

after he got you fully undressed, he pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You tried to sit back up to make it longer, but he pushed you back down. “Are you sure?” He whispered in your ear, sending warm shivers down the side of your neck.

“Yes. Yes 100 times yes.” You desperately begged, opening your eyes to look at him. He smirked, but obeyed anyways. His warm lips trailed down your bare stomach, leaving you to squirm at the teasing. You grabbed his hair and ran your fingers through, wanting him to hurry up.

He kissed your legs up and down, before finally placing his mouth on your swollen clit. Your back immediately arched and your hands fisted at his ginger hair. Your hips began to grind for more friction, begging for him to do something to get rid of the ache in your stomach.

His fingers added, curling in and out of you. You became a moaning mess, and you couldn’t stay still. You wouldn’t stop squirming from the pleasure, so Fred held your hips down with his free hand, looking at you through his eyelashes.

Your top teeth raked at your bottom lip, your eyes shut tightly, and he admired the sight in front of him.

Lifting himself, you sighed (not in relief) and your chest was heaving. Your eyes opened and you looked at him as he got undressed like your eyes haven’t already unclothed him many times.

“You’re doing so good for me, lovely.” He whispered, stroking the left side of your face as he climbed back in between your legs. You felt him enter slowly, so slow you could’ve swore a turtle could move faster.

“Please go faster.” You breathed in barely a whisper. Fred obliged, thrusting his hips to collide with your own. A moan immediately ripped through your throat and your nails clawed at Fred’s back.

“Oh, fuck.” You whined, louder than intentioned. “You feel so fucking good.” He moaned, sucking his markings onto your neck.

You enjoyed the position and moved your hips for more pleasure. It obviously worked, when Fred let out a more pitched moan than usual. And you certainly enjoyed that.

You repeated the movements, and Fred couldn’t compose himself. He sounded like he wasn’t even dominant in the first place, and you took that advantage.

“K-Keep going.” He whispered, another moan escaping right after that. “You like that, don’t you?” You chuckled, combing your fingers through his hair.

You began to feel a knot form in your stomach, and you began to pant again. You could hear your heartbeat and you knew you were close. And so was Fred, by the way the breath from his nose was quick and fast, and his hands gently but greedily ran across your back.

His moans just got even more pitched and louder than they were before, and you both were about to reach the climax. Your back arched and your hips worked.

“Right there.” He whimpered, afterwards moaning louder than he ever had. He had came, and you came shortly after. The warmth of your climax and of his filling you up made you feel immensely warm.

Your back pressed back against the bed as you let yourself down, exhaling a heavy breath as you felt the liquid dripping out of you.

That was amazing.