Ezra Potter the cousin of the chosen one. The lover of Charlie Weasley. His life felt complete, but things quickly change as the Trizwizards Tournament goes very wrong.
Love is lost and new ones are found.
Ezra Potter will fight for those he cares...
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It's a start.
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Nobodies POV
Fred's eyes stare openly at Ezra's spread legs, swallowing harshly.
Ezra knew how he felt about those panties. "There's going to be a few rules handsome, your allowed to look but your not allowed to touch, not until I tell you can. Do you understand sweetheart." Ezra coos, reaching over and pushing back his bangs.
Fred stares at him with lust and he nods dumbly, leaning into his touch.
Ezra pulls back, his stomach flaring in heat at the whimper Fred lets out. "Don't worry, I'll think of you." Ezra teases, grabbing hold of his panties and dragging them down his legs, playfully throwing them at Fred's red face.
Fred doesn't react except for grabbing the panties into a tight fist, not moving his gaze from Ezra's body.
Ezra sticks two fingers into his mouth, sucking them suggestively and erotically. Ezra thoroughly wets them and pops them out of his wet mouth.
Fred grits his teeth as he strains himself, his cock twitching in his jeans.
Ezra smirks and he drags his wet fingers down his body and then in between his spread legs, moaning softly as he circles his furrowed hole.
Ezra meets Fred's eyes as he slips a finger in, his mouth parting in pain and pleasure. After a few seconds, Ezra enters a second finger and he lazily pumps them into his hole. Moaning with every thrust.
Fred's breath hitches and his fingers itch to replace Ezra's.
"Ezra." Fred breaths, his own hand moving down to touch his strained bulge. "Come on Freddie, touch yourself." Ezra purrs breathlessly.
Fred's heart jumps and he quickly does as he says, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock, not slowing down as he slides his hand up and down his shaft, groaning at the relief.
Fred watches as Ezra's eyes move down to his jerking hand, he bites his bottom lip and he increases his speed on his own hand, grinding down in order to gain more friction and relief.
"Fred." Ezra moans
"What do you picture when you touch yourself." Fred asks, panting, his hand not once stuttering.
Ezra's head falls back into the pillow. "You." Ezra breaths "I picture you. I picture you bending me over and pounding into me. And sometimes it's just you, touching yourself at the image of me. Your so perfect Freddie." Ezra whines, his thighs shaking in overstimulation, he needed to cum.
Fred whimpers as he watches Ezra make a mess of himself, his hand moving rapidly in between his thighs. "Let me help you." Fred begs
Ezra nods rapidly, and as quick as lightening, Fred hovers above him, ripping Ezra's fingers out of his body, sucking them into his mouth, as he grabs Ezra's hip, and thrust into his trembling form.
Ezra cries out and he arches his back. "Fred!!!" Ezra yells, cumming all over himself. Fred groans and he increases his thrust, not caring if Ezra was quivering or crying from sensitivity, it only drove him to pound into him harder, his hips slamming into his ass.
Fred knows that Ezra can call out their safe word at any time, so he has no problem using him as his personal toy.
Ezra had tears leaking from the corner of his eyes as he clutches at the sheets, his whole body lurching with every thrust of Fred's hips.
Ezra is left a whining mess, begging for more. He wanted it to hurt, he wanted the bruises.
Fred grunts as sweat runs down his head, grabbing Ezra's waist and pulling him up so his chest pressed up against his, smirking as Ezra jerks forward and clutches to him, dragging his nails down his pale, freckled back.
Fred closes his eyes as he listens to the whines in his ear, reaching up and cradling Ezra's neck, pulling him back just enough so their eyes meet.
He loved watching him fall apart, his face was flushed with pleasure, his eyes dilated and black, his lips bite ridden, taking in a stark red. His dark locks fall over his eyes with every bounce, showing how much of a mess their fucking was making him.
And couldn't look more gorgeous.
With one final thrust, Fred cums into Ezra's twitching form, his own cum bursting out of him and coating both his and Fred's chest in cum.
Fred pants soften as he comes down, planting soft kisses down his jaw and neck, showing his appreciation and affection.
"Am I forgiven?" Ezra pants
Fred smirks. "It's a start." Fred teases
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I've decided that I'm writing the sex scenes separate from the other chapters, just in case people want to skip it.
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