intriguing (fred weasley x fem! reader)

Chapter Fourteen: First Time

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER WILL HAVE MATURE CONTENT.

SMUT IS ON THE WAY!!

*FRED'S POV*

     I couldn't hold back any longer, she was too close for me to just let her slip away again. I had to do it, I had to kiss her and to my surprise, she kissed me back. I tried hard not to wince as my bandaged hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer.

     "Are you alright?" she whispered between kisses, remembering my injured hands. I nodded briefly before our lips met again, her hands tugging at the back of my hair as I deepened the kiss. 

   I couldn't help as we moved further onto her bed, I ended up on top of her, one knee in between her legs as my weight was pushed onto my injured hands but I didn't care anymore. I needed her. I pulled away for a moment to look at her. Godric, she was gorgeous, her face was flush as her curly hair fanned out onto the pillows underneath her head. 

*Y/N's POV*

     I never wanted anything more than I wanted Fred at this very moment. The touch of his lips was everything I needed and more. I let out a small whimper when he pulled away abruptly.

     "Are you sure you're alright Fred?" I whispered as my hands stayed weaved in his hair.

     "You're just so beautiful," was all he whispered back, his lips moved to my jaw then my neck, and further down, the wetness between my legs was increasing as he did so, "Y/N, are you sure?"

     "Yes, Fred." I nodded, "I-I need you," I whimpered as his warm breath ran along my neck. 

     I couldn't help but buck my hips up as I craved some sort of friction, my knickers felt drenched as his hands roamed all over me. Fred's hand moved to the buttons of my shirt, undoing them in a painfully slow manner. As he took my shirt off, I tugged at the bottom of his. Fred got the signal and pulled it over his head, tossing it to some corner of my dorm. His lips crashed back onto mine, his hand sliding between the two of us as it made its way up my skirt, I let a soft moan as his fingers slid across the outside of my drenched panties. 

    "Take them off," I whispered into his ear as he left open-mouthed kisses along my neck. I heard him chuckle softly as he pulled down my skirt by its hem, I was nearly fully exposed to him, the only thing covering me was a sheer lace bra and underwear.

     "You're gonna drive me crazy, I swear," Fred muttered as he took all of me in, his eyes greedy. His fingers lightly skimmed past the waistband of my underwear, moving his fingers against my core, collecting the wetness between his fingers. I decided to unbuckle my bra, letting it fall to the floor as he pulled my underwear off of me. Fred took me into his hungry gaze once again.

     "Fred, please," I nearly begged as his fingers worked agonizingly slow, I tried to grind against his fingers a bit but his other hand had a firm grip on me. We both got impatient as Fred struggled to pull down his pants without trying to part our lips for too long. His hardened length spilled out of his boxers, he had to be at least 9 inches.

     "Lestrange, are you sure? I wouldn't want..." he looked unsure as he held his hardened length between his hands, stroking it slowly. Fred knew I was a virgin and it was great he was considerate of that but him "taking my virtue" was the last thing on my mind.

     "Weasley, just fuck me already, please," I panted as I pulled him closer. Fred smirked as he positioned himself, looking at me for reassurance one last time as he collected some of my slickness on his tip, I didn't hesitate to nod before Fred slid into me. A soft gasp left my lips as Fred pushed one of his bandaged hands onto mine, intertwining them.

     "Fuck," Fred grunted, "You're so tight," he whispered, his warm breath making the hairs on my neck stand on end.

    "F-Fred," I tried hard to mutter, "Go slow."

     "I'll try," Fred hissed as he slowly moved further into me, "Just tell me to stop and I will, okay?"

     I bit my lip, nodding quickly, "F-Fuck!" I whimpered loudly as Fred finally pushed all of himself into me. Fred's lips crashed against mine in an attempt to silence my loud moans. He began to rock slowly as my hands gripped his shoulders tightly. Winces, moans, and whimpers left my lips over and over again. Soon the pain began to dwindle as pleasure took its place, "Fred, y-you can, fuck, go faster," I struggled as I moaned against his lips.

     Fred didn't hesitate to heed my commands as his pace quickened, becoming forceful as he slid nearly completely out of me before pushing back in, "You feel so good," he muttered as my back arched upwards, our bare chests meeting. My hands moved to his back, my nails dragging down them as Fred relentlessly moved in and out of me.

     "Fred!" I moaned loudly as Fred repeatedly thrust himself, hitting my most sensitive spot over and over again. My nails dug farther into his skin as they dragged down his back. Fred moved his hand underneath my thigh, pulling it up so he could now easily hit my most sensitive spot with immense ease. Both of the knots in our stomachs building by the minute.

     "Y/N, I-I'm gonna-fucking hell..." Fred's voice was trailing off as his thrusts grew sloppier.

     "Me too, Fred, me too," I whimpered back. Before we knew it, the knot in my stomach had come undone, my cum coating Fred's cock as I tightened around him. The loudest of our passion now rang through the room.

    "Just like that," Fred continued thrusting into me as my legs began to shake violently, "F-Fuck," Fred grunted as he spilled into me. 

    Both of us lay still for a moment as we tried to regain control of our breathing. Fred finally moved, pulling himself out of me before he crashed down beside me. 

    "That was...wow," he panted. I laid there for a moment, unsure of what to say or think, "Lestrange?"

     "Hmm?" I kept my eyes on the ceiling.

     "You alright? I didn't do anything wrong, did I?" Fred rolled over so he could look at me.

     "No," I rolled over to meet his eyes, "You were perfect. I just don't know where to go from here, you know? Doesn't this make things more complicated?"

     "It doesn't have to," Fred put his hand to my face, I fell into his touch once again, "Y/N, I want to be with you."

     "Fred-"

     "And I really hope you want to be with me because I don't know what I'd-"

     I cut him off, my lips hitting his softly, "If you'd just shut up for a moment, then you'd know that I want to be with you too. And I'm tired of pretending like I don't." I held his face close to mine.

    "Be with me then, Lestrange. Be mine, please."

     "I'm yours, Weasley." He pulled me into a kiss one last time before jumping out of my bed eagerly, "Where are you going?"

     "To tell everyone, of course," Fred smirked as he pulled his pants back on, "Come on," he tossed my clothes to me.

     I winced as I tried to swing my legs off the side of my bed, I decided to just pull on my shirt and everything else I could while sitting down, "Ow," I winced softly as I tried to stand.

     "Alright there, Lestrange?" I turned to Fred who had the biggest shit-eating grin on his face.

     I found his shirt on the floor, throwing it straight at his smug face, "Shut it, Weasley." Fred bit his lip and chuckled, waiting for me by the door. He took my hand as I approached him with a smirk, admiring his handsome face.

     "Let's do this," he smiled, kissing the top of my head before opening the door. All of our friends stumbled back onto the floor as the door knocked them over.

     "YOU WERE LISTENING?!" I gasped as they all had reddened faces with guilty expressions.