𝓖𝓾𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓓𝓸𝓰𝓼

𝔐𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔬 𝐼𝐼 ☻

*kilby girl by the backseat lovers*
ROUGH SMUT WARNING
     "Open the door"
As soon as she tilted the door handle to open the door, it swung open. A chill of cold air wafted through the door, causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up.
In the matter of two seconds, Fred came in, wrapping his hands around her hips while simultaneously pressing his lips to hers, then quickly making his way to her neck. Knocking the empty pack of cigarettes onto the floor. She hooked her elbow around his neck and leaned her head backwards to give him more space to leave tiny love marks up her goosebump written skin.
He pulled away from her only to reach into his pajama pants and pull out his wand. He extended his arm out towards the door and look over his shoulder to say, "muffliato"
a silencing charm.
     Y/n extended one of her arms up the back of his shirt and let her fingers dance across his skin, drawing small circles.

"Do you want to do this?" He whispered in a groggy, sleepy voice, in between kisses he was trailing along her collarbones.

"Promise you won't look at me different?" she asked.
   
        He pulled away from her, just far enough to look into her eyes, scanning her face with a confused expression.

"Of course not.Why would I look at you different?" He scoffed and moved one hand from her waist, to her chin tilting her head up to meet his eyes.

"Just making sure"

     And before allowing him the time to respond, she moved her hand from his back to the front of his pajama pants. She bit her lip as she palmed his hard dick and watched as he leaned his head back and let out a breathy groan.
     The sounds coming out of his mouth were enough to get her soaking wet and she could already feel her underwear growing moist.

"Hold on hold on hold on"  he muttered taking a fist full of her hair, and looking down at her.

"is everything ok?" She asked "did I do something?" her heart raced.

"no! No not at all." He said, causing y/n to let out a sigh of relief, "I just wanna, you know, ask a few questions"

     "What kind of questions?"she asked as he ushered her over to the bed.
     He sat down and used her hips to guide her over to his lap. Her back, on his chest, he snaked his arms around her lower waist. He took a deep breath in, and y/n felt her whole body move with his.

"You know...boundaries, what you like, what you don't like"  he whispered

"Oh, well. I guess that all depends on what you wanna do to me" she said, expecting to take him off guard.

"I want to choke you." He ran his finger under the waistband of her sweatpants. "I want to pull your hair. I want to tie you up"
      There was a moment of silence as a gust of cold wind blew through a crack in the window, making her nipples harden stiff. He now had his whole wrist in her sweatpants and was playing with the band of her underwear. She could feel the ice cold sensation of his rings, running across her waist.

"I wanna have scratch marks on my back, so I can remember how good I've made you feel"

"I want it all" she leaned her head backwards in to his shoulder.

*after dark by mr.kitty*
      That was all he needed to hear.
He slid his fingers past her underwear, simultaneously moving his other hand from her waist up to her neck, squeezing slightly on either side.
He started rubbing small circles on her clit, the sudden stimulation causing her to push up against him. Tightening his grip, he let out a degrading chuckle.