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Thank you so much🥰🥰 promise i’ll get to all the requests as soon as my exams are done :( sorry if i’m letting anyone down xxx

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“I’ll treat you better”- George Weasley x reader

Request; Can I request 48 with Georgie pls

Warnings; Smut

A/N; I’m really not a fan of this but I needed to post a fic, sorry the end is AWFUL :(

Word count; 1k

Standing there, 30 minutes passed, no show. You had arrange to meet Ethan, a ravenclaw boy you had kissed at a party the other week, now standing in the courtyard, alone, accepting he wasn’t going to show. Sighing you began to walk back to the common room, why did this always happen to you, boy after boy used you, had their way with you for one night then never spoke to you again. It was disheartening now, you were leaving school next year and were still yet to find your “high school sweetheart”. Corridors empty and dark, just the flickering lights guiding you, you whisper the password and climb though the portrait. 

A voice interrupts your silent sulk, “Knew you’d be back soon enough”,  the voice being immediately recognised as your best friend, George. “What’s that supposed to mean?” you snapped, “You know what I mean Y/N, it’s happened one too many times. You get with a boy, they promise to see you, they leave you alone.” He was right. He was always right. Breaking down the barrier you had built up, dropping your head and letting tears run down your face. George stands up and approaches you, “I’m sorry darling I didn’t mean to make you cry,” he grabs you into his towering embrace, “No George it wasn’t you, you’re right anyway, i’m never enough for them , I just want to be loved,” your tears soaking a small patch on his jumper as your hands clung around his hips. “Oh Y/N, angel, you are so so loved, you just have an awful habit for going after those who don’t” he chuckles, a soft giggle leaving your lips after, “Come, sit with me,” he grabs your hand bringing you to the sofa placed in front of the fire.

 “Y/N, don’t waste your tears on them boys, they aren’t worth it, you deserve someone who will remind you every day how amazing you are” now he has his arm wrapped around your shoulder, rubbing circles on your arm. “I just don’t understand George, why can’t I find someone who wants for me,” dropping your head further into his shoulder, “Y/N, are you blind? can’t you see?...I want you for you,” 

Your heart drops as you register the words coming from your best friends mouth, “What are you on about?” you whip your head to look at him face to face, “I want you, come on Y/N, you know I could treat you better than anyone else in this school, I love you, for you.” 

Without time to second guess yourself you launch forward, catching his lips in a kiss, that if anyone ever told you was coming, you wouldn’t believe them. George responding happily by placing a hand on your waist, pulling you towards him, deepening the kiss. 

“George-“ you mumbled as you pulled yourself away from him, “Please, just let me prove to you I can treat you like the princess you are, give me a chance,” You were absolutely taken back by the worlds spilling from his mouth, not only was he undeniably handsome, he was also your absolute best friend, always there for you and cared the most, what could possibly give you a reason to say no. 

“Okay, yeah, okay” you stuttered, “Yeah?, you’ll give me a chance?” you watched his face light up, “Yeah Georgie, i’m all yours” you smile at his beaming face, bringing his hands back up to grab your face, pulling you back in for another kiss. Things began to heat up as you two continue to make-out, soon his large hands push you down so you are lying underneath him on the sofa, his hands firmly placed on your waist, you release a moan into the kiss, uncontrolled, George removes himself from the kiss to look at you with a smirk on his face, “You sounds so pretty princess, can I hear it again?” never once breaking his eye contact with you, “You’re going to have to make me.”

His eyes darken at your words, diving straight back into kiss you, now only one hand trailing down from your waist to caress your thigh, rubbing it slowly, you whine at the teasing,  “Yes Y/N, keep letting me know when you feel good,” you never expected George to be so comfortable saying these things to you, not that you were complaining, you were beyond turned on. 

“Please Georgie, please,” the words escaping your lips caused immediate action as George pressed a finger to your jeans over your how hot core. Teasing for a moment before undoing your button and slipping his hand down the front of your jeans, fingers grazing where you craved him. “Stop teasing!” you whisper-yelled at George who simply let out a laugh before finally running his long fingers through your soaking core, you moan out instantly, throwing your head back into the cushions below you, “Fuck, I could listen to you for the rest of my life” he mutters against the skin of your neck, kissing it right in a spot that sent pleasure shooting through you. 

His fingers slowing guided themselves into you, feeling the wetness formed just from him, “Have they ever touched you like this?” George whispers into your ear, continuing to move his fingers in and out of your hole. “No Georgie, no ones ever made me feel this good” and with that you came all over his fingers, letting out a moan you were sure could of woke up those sleeping up the stairs, but in your blissful state, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. 

George removes his hand from your jeans, bringing his digits up to his mouth, sucking them clean, you watched in disbelief. “You’re incredible Y/N, I won’t ever let you feel like you aren’t.”

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i feel attacked >_<

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me: *daydreaming about fic ideas*

google docs: hey how about you write it?

me: no

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“Held up” - Fred Weasley x reader

Request; could i request numbers 3 (with general chest area) and 17 from the situation list and number 41 from the prompt list??? tysm xx

Warnings; Smut

A/N; no twin was requested but I thought it went best with Fred cause definitely see him as a tits man.

Word count; 1k

Waking up to the sun spilling through the blinds was always one of life’s small pleasures, and it was even better when it was next to your gorgeous boyfriend. Fred muttered from beside you, typically he never woke up before you had to go to work, you would leave swiftly and uninterrupted, giving Fred a kiss and that was it. Fred had different plans today.

Cherishing your last moments in bed before getting ready, you relaxed back into the sheet, Fred’s arm coming to wrap around your waist before pulling you in closer to him. “Good morning darling,” he mutters in your ear, sending chills up your spine, he sounded so sexy in the morning. “Good morning Freddie” you reply, turning to face the handsome redhead beside you, he gives you a sleepy smile and a peck on the lips. You could lay there forever in his arms, suddenly you feel is hand move from your waist, down to the hem of his t-shirt you slept in last night, slipping under and moving straight to cup your breast, his large hand covering the whole thing, you let out a frustrated sigh, knowing you couldn't stay and relish in his touch, you had work in 1 hour. Lifting his head slightly to return to his spot by your ear he whispers, “God, Y/N I love these so much, so soft and perfectly made just for my hands,” now his other hand has taken hold of the other one, both hands squeezing and playing with your chest. Fred always had a weakness for your chest, touching and caressing them whenever he had the chance, but now was not the time. 

Feeling yourself get turned on you knew you had to stop him now, “Not now Freddie, I have to go to work,” you whined, “I only need 10 minutes my love, I promise,” he responded sharply, leaning down to place a hungry kiss on your lips, with slight hesitation you gave in, it was impossible for you to resist him. With his hands already on your boobs he found it easy to bring your top up, so that you were fully exposed to him. You tend to sleep naked under his top. Breaking from the kiss he smirks at you as he lowers himself to take your right nipple into his mouth, licking, sucking and eventually a soft bite, causing you to let out a moan, hands running through his bed head. “You are so beautiful Y/N, absolutely everything about you is beautiful,” once he is finished his emotional declaration he returns his mouth to your left boob, sucking the skin around it, leaving a few small red marks. All while his assault on your chest was taking place his hand slowly runs down your torso, stopping just at your clit. His long fingers slowly began to rub circles on your core, while still using his mouth to provide pleasure everywhere. The overload of pleasure causing you to let out a string of moans, causing Fred to groan is response. He was still teasing you at this point, getting desperate you reach down to grab his now hard cock, running your hand along his length, gaining another groan from Fred.

“Fred, please I want it,” you blurt out, slowly feeling yourself get close. “You don’t have to ask me twice princess,” he says while placing wet kisses along your neck and collarbone, readjusting his position, now his large frame towering over you. He grabs his cock, lining it up with your entrance, running it through your folds teasingly, you look up at him to see he is already smirking down at you, knowing how desperate you are now. “Just fuck me Fred!” and with those words he slams into you, dropping onto his elbows, to begin to make out with you as he pounds you into the mattress. Grabbing his bulging biceps to steady yourself, whines, groans and the noise of skin slapping together fills the room as you both reach your high, “I’m gonna cum princess, you feel so good,” - “Me too Freddie,” His head drops into your shoulder as he releases his load into you, followed by your release around him. 

Both of you lay there naked for a minute, catching your breaths. Your eyes wander over to the clock placed on your bedroom wall, panic rushed through you as you realised you had to be in work in exactly 7 minutes. “Fred oh my god, I have 7 minutes to get to work! What the fuck??” Fred only lets out a small chuckle as you jump out of bed, running towards your drawers to grab clean clothes, “This isn’t funny, I’m gonna be late because you can’t keep it in your pants!” rushing to do the buttons on your shirt as Fred sits up, exclaiming “Wow-wow, you were not complaining 5 minutes ago princess, sounded like you were enjoying yourself to me,” refusing to look at him, you knew he was smirking at you, you also knew he was right, but not willing to give him that satisfaction. When you finished making yourself look presentable, you grabbed your bag getting ready to head out the door but not before giving into the man sat watching you, a small smile gracing your face as you walk over to him, still sat on the edge of the bed, “I’ll never complain about that Freddie, I’m sorry, I’ll make it up to you when I get home”, kissing your boyfriend goodbye. “Can’t wait princess, sorry for the hold up, have fun in work!” giving you a big smile and dropping you a wink as you walked backwards out the door, watching him, accepting you were already late.  

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MASTERLIST✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

♥　Prompts for Requests

Fred Weasley

♥　“Let me take care of you”

♥    “Held up”

George Weasley

♥　“I’m jealous, Angel”

♥    “I’ll treat you better”

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Prompts for Requests!!!

I write for Fred and George Weasley only  *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

I will accept max 2 from each section (situation and prompts) but make it completely how you want it, so you don’t have to have one of each, just whatever you want! x

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED (until 20th) Im sorry i’ll try get them all wrote asap!

PLEASE REMEMBER TO SAY WHAT TWIN!!

Situation (hopefully u know what i mean lol)

1) Anal

2) Begging

3) Body worship (specify body part)

4a) Breeding Kink

5a) Clothed sex

4b) Cum play

5b) Dirty talk

(messed up the numbers lol sorry)

6) Edging

7) Exhibitionism (Public or semi-public)

8) Marking Fetish (hickeys/bites)

9) Party sex

10) Praise Kink

11) Hand-job

12) Size kink

13) Shower sex

14) Masturbation (voyeurism kinda)

15) Blow-job

16) Fingering 

17) Morning sex

18) Pet names

Prompts

19) “Seeing you between my legs is so hot”

20) “Really?...right here?”

21) “You’ve been giving me bedroom eyes for the past hour”

22) “No one will notice, no ones watching”

23) “God, i love your hands”

24) “Try stay quiet for me”

25) “Spread your legs. I want to feel how turned on I’ve made you”

26) “More, I’m ready”

27) “You’re nipples are sensitive today”

28) “I’m not wearing any panties”

29) “I was wondering how long you two were going to make out like that before you realise you weren't alone”

30) “You’re my best friend, this wont change anything will it?”

31) “I don’t have the patience to remove your clothes right now”

32) “Bite me”

33) “Shut up” “Make me”

34) “do you think they could hear us?” “we can”

35) “I’ve never wanted someone so badly”

36) “You know what your doing, wearing that”

37) “I like it when you say my name like that”

38) “I really don’t care. You look hot and I’m trying not kiss you right now”

39) “You’re so much fun to touch”

40) “Can I least take my shoes off before you pounce on me?”

41) “I’m gonna be late because you can’t keep it in your pants”

42) “I hate the way they look at you” “You’re mine”

43) “Lets play truth or dare”

44) “You are the horniest drunk I’ve ever met”

45) “Behave”

46) “I’ve made such a mess of your pretty face”

47)  “do you think of me when you touch yourself?”

48) “have they ever touched you like this?”

49)  “What would people say if they knew you were such a slut for me?”

50) “You’re so desperate for it”

Please request away, and any other requests will happily be taken too!!♡

The ones with scores through are highly requested atm, so would prefer other prompts but will still write them if you really want xx

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Umm hi I’m a little new here but I have request so can you do one where the reader/character has depression and anxiety and she tries to punish herself but the twins (Weasley) notice it and take care of her and it’s just pure fluff. If you don’t wanna write this that’s fine just a request. :)

I don't write requests... and please, stop romanticizing depression, anxiety and/or ptsd... it truly hurts people that actually suffer from these mental illnesses and see others using it as a character trait or plot for their fanfics...

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IM ACTUALLY SCREAMING

“I like memes”

this man is a B O O M E R

I still love him though

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No thoughts, head empty, just

✨The Weasley Twins✨

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“I’m jealous, Angel” (George Weasley x reader)

Warnings: Smut

A/N: this is a wee halloween fic as tomorrow is halloween, wrote it rather quickly but hope you all still enjoy my second fic x

Word count: 6.3k

Halloween. The one day a year you could dress up as out there as you like, and no one seems to care, actually you get praised for it. Halloween at Hogwarts was always fun, a huge feast in an appropriately decorated Great Hall, then later on each house would host a not so secret common room party, usually one of the biggest ones throughout the year, everyone went, whether it was there own house or sneaking into a different common room. People planned for months, stocking up firewhisky and even those with muggle family’s sneaking in all different types of drinks. Y/N was sad this was her last Halloween at Hogwarts, having years of fond memories from this time of year.

Giggles and tumbles could be heard from every room in the tower, girls usually tipsy while getting ready, Gabby, my best friend, currently lying in on the floor in fits of tears as she couldn’t stop laughing at something I clearly missed. “Get up Gabs, your gonna ruin your outfit!” I said to her reaching my hand out to help her up, she looked amazing, she went for a cat this year, she has dark smoky makeup on, cute wee cat ears and a gorgeous little black dress. “Tonight’s going to be the night!” she exclaims, myself, and our other two roommates all glance at each other and roll our eyes, replying with a choir of “Sure”, “Whatever you say Gabs!” “About time!”, you see Gabby has had the biggest crush on Dean Thomas since starting back in September, only issue was she never really saw him, being two years apart caused quite a boundary between them too, but Gabby was certain tonight was gonna be the night to cross that boundary. I was excited for her, she hadn’t shown interest in anyone since Oliver Wood left, so it was about time she got back out there.

I stared at myself in my full length mirror, this year I had gone for an Angel, I wore a small white tennis skirt with a simple white cami top that had lace detail over the neckline, I paired it with knee high white stockings and a small pair of silver heels to match my silver wings placed on my back, my hair was curled into loose waves and I opted for subtle makeup with decorative white glitter scattered on my cheekbones. I look quite good. “George is gonna love you tonight, you look hot!” Gabby said as she brought me into into a drunken embrace, I blushed at her words, hoping indeed my boyfriend would enjoy my outfit. I needed more alcohol to catch up with her it seemed, so I grabbed the bottle of firewhiskey from her bed and drank as much as I could in one go, while my friends cheered me on. Soon we could hear the music start down in the Common Room so we planned our strategical late entrance, deciding to wait another half an hour until heading down.

30 minutes passed and we were definitely a lot drunker than before, but regardless we got our heels on and we prepared to make our entrance, feeling myself get slightly insecure looking around my friends, they were the IT girls of our year, every boy dreamed of getting one of them for the night, people would argue I was one too, but I had been happily with George for 3 years now, so I never really saw myself as one, but I didn’t want it any other way, I was so completely in love with George. My insecurities washed away immediately as I walked into the common room, with not even one minute passing before being approached by the 6 foot redhead I was so lucky to call mine, smirk evident on his face he maintains eye contact with me, only once breaking it to glance down at my body, when he was close enough he leaned into my ear and whispered “Holy shit Y/N, what are you wearing?”, without giving me time to respond he grips my cheek and brings my head round to place a soft kiss on my lips, deepening it as I kissed him back, soon it became slightly aggressive in the sexiest way possible as his hands ran over my lower back while my arms were wrapped around his neck. I pulled away, giggling as I muttered his name “George, I only got here, save that for later” I winked up at him, he smiled back down at me, “Can’t help it princess, you look so hot” Guess Gabby was right. George scans your body again, hands roaming down your waist and going to play with the hem of your short skirt, you slap his hand away, leaning up on your tip toes to level beside his ear, whispering “later.” As you walk away backwards you run your small hand down his arm, shooting him another wink and running off to find Gabby.

I find her among a group gathered in the far corner of the common room, noticing Dean was also in this particular group, I let out a soft laugh as I work my way through the group towards her, I poked her side and she wipped her head round, long dark hair almost hitting me in the face, she let out a excited yell as she pulled me into another drunken embrace, but only this time, way drunker than before, I look around the circle laughing “What the hell did you give her to drink?”, much to my surprise, Dean returns my laugh and states “I’m not quite sure actually, someone gave some to me and It tasted good so I got her some” Dean got her a drink. I laughed again, returning my gaze to her as she had a smirk on her face knowing exactly what I was thinking. Conversation began flowing as the night carried on, me and Gabby continually taking over the dance floor, probably making absolute fools of ourselves but we were having fun, that’s all that mattered. Little did I know, a certain someone watching me was not having as much fun, George was getting impatient, I had hardly spend anytime with him all night, too caught up in my best friends new conquest.

While myself and Gabby were over at the table getting ourselves a drink that we definitely didn’t need, Dean approached her, I watched out the corner of my eye as his hand gently rested on her hip as he whispered something in her ear, I couldn’t hear it but when he grabber her hand and they began to walk away, not before Gabby turned her head back in my direction giving me a wink. I got the idea. Excitedly I scan the room, looking for someone to express my happiness too, my eyes landed on my boyfriend, who was already staring at me, with a bored expression on his face while sat with his friends. I ran over to him , throwing myself on his lap, “Did you JUST see what happened!” I whisper-shouted, he responded with a raise of his eyebrows and a small nod, this reaction making me frown, “What’s wrong gorgeous?” I asked while cupping his face before running my hands through his hair, I noticed his mood lighten slightly at this small sign of affection but still remaining silent for a few moments before making eye contact with me, “I haven’t seen you all night Y/N, you ran off and have left me all night to watch you from across the room, running around in that short wee skirt, downing drink after drink as every boy who caught sight of you drooled over your gorgeous legs and perky bum peeking out every time you jumped about with gabby, it’s not fair Y/N, it’s torturing me!” as soon as he finishes he lifts you off his lap and walks towards the boys dorms, leaving you standing their speechless and slightly confused, you never meant to upset him, or make him jealous, you were just having a good time with your best friend.

Your shook from your thoughts as you feel an arm wrap around your shoulder, looking up to see Fred giving you a sympathetic smile, nodding towards the stairs your boyfriend just disappeared up, “You should follow him Y/N, been in a fowl mood all night, couldn’t handle seeing you being watched by so many boys, go remind him that your all his,” he says, dropping you a wink and pushing you slightly towards the stairs, you return a small smile and a grateful nod as you run up after your boyfriend. Standing now outside his dorm room door, you knock once before walking in anyway, and there he is, shirt now discarded on the floor while he sits at the edge of his bed with his hands in his head. He knew it was you. You walk over to him, standing in front of him as you reach your hands to play with his hair, he lifts his head to look at your face, sorry written all over it. You take a seat beside George, his eyes following you, it’s your turn to look down at the floor, “I’m sorry Georgie, I should of noticed how little I was around you tonight, I was too caught up in Gabbys night I forgot about our night, it was silly of me.” You were now looking into his brown eyes, giving him a small smile in hope he would accept your apology, “I’m being selfish Y/N, i’m always selfish, I want you all to myself, I hate seeing other boys look at you the way I do, I don’t blame them but I doesn’t stop me wanting to smash their faces in,” You can’t help but let a giggle slip from your lips, he also lets a small smile shine through before continuing, “You are so unbelievable Y/N, I know what they all think of you, how much they would want to see your perfect body and beautiful face below them, your soft lips all over them, ugh- i feel sick thinking about it...I’m jealous, Angel”

Your heart broke hearing George get so worked up over other boys, your mind blown at the fact he could ever believe you wanted anyone that wasn’t him. You grab his face, bringing him in for a kiss that was full of so much passion and promise, his hand finding itself a spot on your stomach which his finger tips ghosting your waist, you pull away, keeping your hands on his face, “George I don’t want anyone else, i’m all yours baby, forever, your it for me. I don’t care how many boys look at me or what they think about me, I only care about you. Don’t be jealous, please, they all know they could never be you, and you should know, even when i’m not showing you, you have all of me, all of it.” Slowly you swing yourself over, now straddling his lap, caressing his face with your thumbs on each cheek, “I love you Y/N” George says before taking control, bringing you back in for a kiss, which soon turned into a make-out, his hands proudly grabbing your bum as your wrap your arms around his neck, playing and tugging the hair at the nape of his neck. You knew this was George’s weakness so when he let out a deep groan into the kiss you knew this was going where you wanted it to.

Suddenly you were lifted and slammed into the mattress you were sitting on moments ago, his hands not once leaving their position on your bum, or breaking the kiss, “George,” you moan into the kiss as you can feel is hardening member against your core, sex with George always excited you, no matter how long you had been together. Breaking apart for air, he inches towards your ear, “You look so hot, my dirty wee girl dressed up all innocent and angelic, you drive me crazy Y/N, fucking crazy” -” Show me how crazy” you reply sharply, knowing how much challenging him turns him on. His eyes darken while you look up at him with big soft eyes, trying to look as innocent as possible. Something in him snaps, “Stand up. Strip. Keep the skirt and stockings on.” You jump up, starting with your heels, while he sat on the edge of the bed watching you, next the wings, the top, the white bralet and lastly your panties, throwing them at him as you giggle, he catches them with one hand, placing them down beside his legs, he sucks in a breath before ushering you to stand between his legs, as soon as you are in touching distance his hands are at the back of your thighs, rubbing the soft skin, he leans forward taking one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive skin, causing you to let out a whine, his hand running up your thigh under your skirt, delivering a loud smack to your cheek, jolting forward, George mutters “Louder princess, let all them boys know who you belong to,” and with that he repeats his assault on your nipple but now both hands squeezing your behind, you completely fall into a state of bliss and release a loud high pitched moan, “That’s more like it” George smirks, proud of how easily he gets you worked up, grabbing you waist, he pulls you down to the bed before moving back on top of your half naked body.

George couldn’t lie, you did look quite angelic laying there waiting for his next move, looking up at him as if he put the stars in the sky, he was so in love with you.

His thoughts interrupted as he catches one of your hands run over your chest, and the other move down towards your clit, you begin to play with your nipple while rubbing circles over you now dripping pussy, George is in awe, those angelic thoughts being erased as he watches his girlfriend throw her head back into his mattress as she pleasures herself, he could feel himself growing hot and definitely harder, hearing her soft moans, he knew if he didn’t stop her now he wouldn't at all. Grabbing your wrist, halting your actions, opening your eyes to give him that same soft innocent look, he brings his hand up around her neck, chocking her gently, “Stop acting so fucking innocent, stop acting like you aren’t my wee slut, can’t even wait for me to touch you, need to do it yourself, dirty, dirty girl,” his words cause you to moan out, “George, I want your cock, please, I need you!”, rutting your hips up to brush against his. As if he needed anymore than that, he quickly undoes his trousers, pulling them down his legs, throwing them into the pile of clothes you had created, he kneels on the floor beside his bed, grabbing you from being your stocking covered knees, pulling you towards him so your core was right in front of his face, he glances up at you, shooting you a wink before his head disappeared under your skirt. Feeling his tongue flick up and down your burning heat turned you into a moaning mess, his name slipping from your dirty mouth egged George on, flattening his tongue against your clit as he licks a slip slowly up, placing a kiss on the soft shaven skin before surprising you by slipping his tongue into your hole, repeating this action until your hands run through his hair, tugging at it, he moans into your core, causing you to grab a fistful of his ginger locks. He lifts his head from under your skirt, catching your view as he brings his thumb up to wipe is lower lip and chin, not once looking away, he smirks and brings his thumb to his mouth and sucks all the access off, your breath hitches in your throat and he lets out a chuckle as he stands up and begins to take off his boxers, your excitement growing in your stomach.

His dick, standing thick against his stomach, tip red with neglect, but George didn’t mind, as long as his girl was satisfied, “You want it angel, you want my cock?” he says as he leans back onto the bed, you whine “Yes George, want your big cock, please.” He leans down placing a surprisingly gentle kiss on you lips, admiring your blushed cheeks as he grabs the hem on your skirt, moving it up around your waist. Breaking the kiss, leaning his forehead against yours, he slowly inch by inch presses his dick into your entrance, both of you unable to control your moans, the room becomes filled with panting, whines, moans and mutters of each others names as his pace increases, your hands digging into his shoulders and his hand firmly on your waist, keeping your tiny body in his control. “So fucking wet Y/N, so perfect” George grunts before catching your lips with his, causing a very messy make-out between the two of you, “I’m gonna cum Georgie!” you say catching your breath again, “Me too princess, come with me.” You let go and released around his thick cock, the warm wetness sending George over the edge as he fills you with his cum, collapsing on top of you, before removing his dick he kisses you, “I love you so much Y/N”, you return the kiss, smiling up at him, “I love you too gorgeous.” Removing himself from you he stands up, you following him by siting up on the edge of the bed, scared your legs will fail you. George reaches to the back of your skirt, undoing the zip, you catch the memo and lie back down, raising your hips so he can remove the skirt from your body, throwing it down before going back for your stockings, them also joining the pile of clothes. Now both completely naked, he picks you up, taking you to the attached bathroom and setting you down on the counter, both feeling no need to talk, he begins to remove your makeup, kissing you when hes finished, finding a towel he soaks it with harm water, cleaning up the mess now dripping down your thighs, kissing the soft skin like before when hes done. Picking you back up he carries you to bed, setting you down, leaving space for himself to crawl in after you.

He pulls your naked body into his and kisses your forehead, “I’m yours forever Y/N too, that’s if you want to keep me,”  George says, without looking at him you knew he was smiling, lifting your head to look at him, “Forever Georgie,” 

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Best of Fred and George Weasley

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Let me take care of you (Fred Weasley x reader)

Warnings: Smut

A/N: This is my first fanfic never mind first smut so please bear with they will get better, feel free to request anything in my inbox!

Snape finally announced the end of today’s lesson, relief washed over me as I packed my books and headed straight for the door. I have been beyond stressed at the moment, lack of communication from home, the upcoming OWLs and over-all my deteriorating mental health. I enter the Great Hall, scanning the area for my best friend Gabby, after failing to spot her my eyes fall on the two 6 foot red heads peering at me. I have always had a close relationship to the Weasleys, but in particular the two troublesome twins, I was the year below them, I met them on my tryouts in second year for the Quidditch team, they were always there for me, looking out for me like I was their wee sister. Much to my dismay I feared that’s all I would ever be to one in particular, over the years i’ve grown more and more fond of Fred, how could I not? He is tall, handsome and never failed to make me laugh. Now them being in their final year at Hogwarts, I had completely given up hope of being anything more to him.

I sauntered over to them, my legs heavy and head full of worry, plumping myself down beside George I let out a deep sigh, George noticed and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, “What’s wrong darling?” and that’s all it took for the tears to begin to stream down my face, “Oh y/n, please don’t cry” Fred says with a troubled look on his face as he extends his arm to grab my hand, I glance up at him as I reached up to wipe them away with my robe but before I could get the chance George’s hand came to cup my jaw as he wiped them away with his thumb, feeling already so much comfort in their presence, George whispers to me, “Come on, let’s get you back to the Common Room.” As we walk down each side of the long table, when we reach the bottom as we exit the doors, Fred’s hand grabs my own again as he pulls me towards him into a tight hug as he places a gentle kiss on my forehead, my heart flutters as he pulls away, giving me a soft smile as he retakes my hand and walks with me back to the Common Room. The walk is silent, comfortable silence with only the soft sounds of my sniffles as I hold myself together.

We walk into the common room, luckily it’s empty as everyone is still in the Great Hall, as we sit down in front of the warm fire I feel two hands grab my waist and pull me down, Fred had pulled me into his lap facing his twin, he softly wraps an arm around my waist and he places the other over the back of the sofa. Trying to ignore my current position I begin to open up about what was upsetting me, both twins listening more than they’d ever done in their lives. As I spoke the tears caught back up to me, but only this time it was Fred to wipe them away then repositioning his hand just ghosting over my stomach, I felt butterflies as he rested his hand so close to where I dreamed of having him. push them feelings away. As soon as I finished my rant they both jumped to come up with their own ideas to cheer me up, George suggested a weekend trip to Hogsmeade, which I politely turned down as I simply did not have time, gratefully I thanked the both of them as I sunk into Fred’s lap and rested my head on his broad shoulder, he tightens his grip around my waist and begins to slowly stroke my side with his thumb, the simple action not helping those butterflies I was trying to push down.

Time was passing as I just lay there while the twins engaged in their own conversation, knowing their presence was enough to give me comfort, I loved being this close to Fred, I could hear his heart beat so steady in comparison to mine as he moved his left hand to rest it on my thigh, I was still in my robes, as were him and George, but my school skirt being on the shorter side meant his hand was on my bare thigh, it didn’t seem to phase him but as my breath hitched in my throat at the movement he turned his head to me, “You okay love?” he asked not once breaking eye contact with me, I hummed and nodded in response, fearing words may fail me, he retorted with a small smirk, almost like he knew exactly what was going on in my head. Placing a soft peck on my forehead again he turned back to George, who was now looking at the two of us with raised eyebrows and the same smirk Fred had been holding a few seconds ago. George always knew about my soft spot for Fred, started in my 4th year when I couldn’t stop talking about how much I loved Fred’s hair long, George coming to instant defence of “Do you not like my hair? ITS THE SAME!?!?” from then on he knew I saw them both very differently. I shift in my spot, subsequently moving about in Fred’s lap, he lets out a small groan which would be barely noticeable if I wasn’t so close to him, he lifts his eyes to meet mine then glances down to my lips as I mouth a subtle “sorry,” his eyes dragging back to mine as he shoots me a wink, leaving me with a knot in my stomach and a rather damp situation in my pants.

This man knew exactly what he was doing to me. His hand began to slowly stroke my thigh, playing on what he already knew from my reaction previously. I almost started to think I was dreaming as his hand continued to caress and sometimes gently squeeze, trying to remain unfazed but loosing it completely when his hand slips between my legs and squeezes my inner thigh, my head drops into his shoulder once again and slipping through my lips is a small moan, hoping it was quiet enough that George didn’t hear. Fred instantly grew hard at the noise that had just escaped from my lips, he shoots George a look as if to say “If you don’t get out of here now I will hex you!” , and it seems he gets the message, he stands up as he announces “I think i’ll be best leaving you two alone, don’t have to much fun without me” he mocks jokingly as he retreats up the stairs to his dorm room. Once George is out of sight Fred laughs and turns to me and that signature smirk returns, “You okay love? you still seem very tense?” as the words leave his lips his hand continue to move up my thigh, now centimetres from my heat, he definitely knew EXACTLY what he was doing. “Suppose I am yeah, been a lot on my mind recently,” I say back, timidly as his intense gaze was making me nervous. You were putty in his hands. He leans forward slightly, resting his forehead against yours, “Is there anything I could do to make you feel better?” he asks while ghosting the tips of his long fingers over your heat, teasing, already knowing the answer. You groan at the small movement, before looking him in the eye, “Touch me Fred,” and that’s all he needed to hear.

He crashes his lips on yours desperately, after taking a moment to realise this is actually happening, you kiss back, releasing all the feelings you’ve been holding in for years into the kiss. As the make-out continued, Fred applied pressure to your clothed clit, rubbing over your sensitive nubs, you moan into the kiss, finally feeling pleasure. Fred removes his lips from your own, “That is the sexist thing i’ve ever heard y/n, fuck, your so beautiful” he says while catching his breath. He glances down at your legs still placed on his lap, grabbing the hem of your skirt and pushing it up around your waist, he wanted to see how wet you were and how gorgeous the view of his long fingers dipping in and out of your dripping pussy, something he thought about more than he would like to admit. You whisper right in his ear the same words you had said before, “Touch me, Fred please”, once he realised how long he’d been staring at your tiny body in his lap he nodded, moving your pants to the side and finally touching your wet core, you fling your head back into his shoulder, a whimper leaving your now plump lips, Fred swore he could come from just hearing you whine and moan under his manipulation. “You love this don’t you? Think about it all the time, I see the way you look at me, been dreaming of the day I make you cum” Fred whispers into your ear, releasing another moan at his words you nod your head, “Yes Freddie, all the time, please,” Although you never said what you were begging for, Fred knew exactly.

He dips one finger into your dripping hole, groaning himself at the warm wetness you had all for him, “Who’s got you this worked up y/n?” he asked smugly, “You Fred, all you” you reply, getting impatient for more, he dips back in, this time the full way, his long fingers hitting the spot easily, “Oh Fred” you moan out right by his ear. Oh my God he could bust from that right now. “Say it again,” as he speeds up the pace of the finger currently buried in your heat, “Fred, oh my god” you repeat as your head falls further into his neck, beginning to leave a trail of wet kisses. He slips another finger in, you moaning again into his neck, sending a vibration that went straight to his dick, already hard, pressed against your ass, causing his to quicken his pace again and curl them in. By now you are a moaning mess in his embrace, the hand placed on your waist now moving up to play with your boobs, caressing and squeezing them in his palm. “I’m gonna cum Freddie” you say with a moan following, “Cum all over my fingers princess, I want to taste you” . Princess. The nickname rang through your head as you release over his long fingers, letting out pornographic moans as you come down from your high, feeling the tension from your body you’ve been carrying all week fade into pure bliss. Fred slips his two digits from your pussy and your eyes follow his hand up to his lips, he takes both fingers into his mouth, licking and sucking off your juices until they are completely clean. “You taste as good as you look, princess.” The nickname, again, this boy had you wrapped around his pinky, and he knew it. You giggle, not once breaking the eye contact, he leans back in to leave a soft kiss on your lips.

“Feeling better now?” he asks, smirking, “Yes” you mutter, going all shy under his stare. “Don’t start acting shy now, y/n. Nothing to hide from me, in fact wish you hadn’t hid it for so long, been dreaming of this moment since I met you, you’re perfect y/n,” he cups your face bringing you back in for a kiss, jumping back when he hears someone coming towards the common room, quickly moving your soaked panties back to cover heat and pulling your skirt back down your thighs. You chuckle softly, having forgot anyone could of seen what just happened, luckily it seems no one did. You drop your head back onto Fred’s shoulder, “Thank you, Fred. Maybe I can return the favour some time,” you say gaining a bit of confidence back, Fred’s eyes darken again, “I’ll hold you to that princess,” you both give eachother a cheesy grin and melt into each other’s embrace again, laying there as he plays with your hair, occasionally wiping his thumb along your jaw, Fred had so much more he wanted to say, but he knew now wasn’t the time as you drifted off into a sleep on his lap. Standing up, carrying you bridal style to your bed, placing you down gently and pecking your cheek, “Sleep well, y/n” he looks at you, completely in awe that you might possibly feel the same way he has.