Harry Potter Imagines

Video Game Love G.W

Saturdays are for relaxing. After a long week of alternating between sitting behind her desk typing away at her computer and running around the office to do things for her boss, Y/N prefers to spend her Saturdays doing nothing. She likes to lay in bed for as long as possible, just relaxing against her pillows as sunlight streaks in through her window. Once her stomach grumbling gets to be too much Y/N will finally get out of bed and grab a quick breakfast before depositing herself on the sofa to watch some TV. As afternoon turns to evening she orders dinner from one of her favorite restaurants, and snuggles under her favorite blanket, drinking some wine and watching a film while she eats. She always ends her evenings with another glass of wine while relaxing in the bath, letting the hot water and bubbles melt away the rest of her stress from the week.

When George moved in with her, Y/N was worried that she'd lose her peaceful Saturdays, but if anything, he only makes her days better. Instead of lying in bed for hours alone, George is there now, running his fingers through her hair as her head rests on his chest and quiet words pass between them. When it's finally time to pull themselves from bed Y/N heads right to the couch and turns on a program they both enjoy, while George grabs them snacks from the kitchen. Every week they alternate between who picks the restaurant they order from and who picks the movie, and they cuddle close while they eat. When Y/N heads towards the bathroom for her evening bath, George jumps on a video game with the lads. They always end the night back in bed together, with George pressing Y/N into the soft sheets as he fucks her slowly, whispering praise into her ear.

So, when Y/N walks into their bedroom on Saturday night in nothing but a silk robe, her mouth downturns into a frown when there's no candles lit, and George is nowhere to be seen. She can hear his voice carrying down the hall from the office, so she heads towards him, the frown on her face turning into a pout.

"Georgie," Y/N whines as she rests against the doorway, her eyes trained on his back. Whatever game he's playing is still on the screen, and she can hear the click of the controller as his fingers work at the buttons and joysticks.

"Yeah baby?" George asks absentmindedly, still focused on his game. "You're such a moron, obviously I'm not talking to you, Ron. I'm talking to Y/N."

Y/N can't help but giggle as she comes up behind George and places her hands on his shoulders. "You weren't waiting for me in bed," she pouts, squeezing his shoulders.

George had moved one of the earpieces of his headset back off of his ear so he could hear Y/N better, and she can hear someone's muffled laughter come through it.

"Ooo, someone's in trouble," Fred teases.

"Oh fuck off Fred," George laughs. He looks away from his game then for a few seconds, tilting his head back so he can look up at her. "I'm sorry, baby. Just a few more rounds and I'll be in, yeah?"

Y/N sighs and comes around so she's standing in front of George, crossing her arms over her chest. The action loosens her robe slightly, putting more of her cleavage on display, and she doesn't miss the way George's eyes rake over her body before he refocuses on the television. "Come on, Georgie. Please? It's supposed to be our night."

"Yeah Georgie," Ron mocks as Harry makes the sound of a cracking whip. "go on and have your night with Y/N. Go do face masks or whatever you girlies get up to."

George chuckles. "Actually, Ron by this point in the evening I'd normally have Y/N pressed against the mattress moaning my name as I give her my cock. Isn't that right, baby?"

"George!" Y/N scolds, her cheeks heating up from the blush spreading across her cheeks.

"Oh come on, baby. It's just the boys. They already know how much of a desperate slut you are for me," George teases, causing Y/N to blush even deeper.