Switching Sides | Cedric Diggory vs. Fred Weasley

Chapter 40: Aftermath

A/N: Spice warning! This chapter contains mature content.

Also I ask that if you're unhappy with my story, please don't message me asking me to change it or harassing / threatening me and don't leave mean comments, please just stop reading. I'm sorry if you're upset, but I've had this plot planned out for a while and I was really happy with it. There are going to be many more chapters and many more plot twists!

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Fred closed the door abruptly, carrying Millie towards her bed and laying her down onto it.

"Wait," Millie panted as she pulled away. "You said we had to wait...I thought you wanted to think on it first,"

"Princess, I've thought about nothing but you and me for months," he whispered, kissing her neck. "I've done enough thinking,"

"Wait, so are you sure you want to do this?" she asked. 

"Extremely sure," he said as he ran one hand across her body underneath her shirt, using the other to cast silencing and locking charms on the room. "Do you want to?"

He pulled back to gaze in her eyes. A desperate look came over her face as she melted with lust.

"So badly," she said, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling his lips back against hers.

Fireworks were erupting throughout her body as Fred removed her jumper, kissing down her bare chest, across her stomach, and below her belly button. He looked up at her for permission as his fingers wrapped around the band of her shorts. She nodded before dropping her head back as Fred removed them and began rubbing circles around her clit above her panties. 

His fingers moving underneath the cloth and slowly inside her entrance, he brought his face back up to hers. He kissed her passionately, smirking against her lips as she struggled to kiss him back.

"I love it when you're weak for me," he mumbled against her lips. 

She whimpered in response, clutching tightly to the collar of Fred's shirt as he continued to kiss her, his fingers gradually pumping faster inside of her. His other hand snaked alongside her body, wrapping his fingers through her hair as he pulled it back, trailing kisses across her jaw as it dropped. She was a moaning mess, caught in the trance of merely being in Fred's presence mixed with the overwhelming pleasure building up in her core.

The thought of her below him, unravelling at his touch gave him an overwhelming desire for the girl. He'd been thinking of the moment they'd be together again for months, wondering if there would ever be a time when he could again call her his, but the memories and expectations felt no where near as amazing as it did to finally have her.

Fred removed his fingers from Millie as he felt her begin to tremble, leaving her breathless as he ripped off his shirt.

"You're sure you want this?" he asked, unbuttoning his pants. "I mean, like, really this time. You and me,"

"Yes, Fred," she panted, sliding her panties off as he removed his trousers. "I want you,"

"You're not gonna regret this, right?" he asked as his boxers dropped beside Millie's bed. "This isn't some rebound?"

"Don't forget, I don't remember anything to rebound from," she stated, wrapping her legs around his waist as he hovered over her. "And I could never regret being with you,"

He braced one of his hands beside her head, the other lining his length up with her entrance. He pushed in slightly before gripping the head board and staring directly into Millie's eyes.

"Tell me you're mine," he hummed.

"I'm yours, Fred," she whispered, running her hands across his chest. "Only yours,"