Wonder Wizards (Fred/George Weasley x Reader)

Take What You Give

You showered with pure delight picturing Fred and George furiously attempting to break out of their restraints. Maybe you'll leave them there for a while, maybe you won't. Who knows.

The bruising on your ass cheeks were fading, speckled deep blots of sickly yellow and brown where the ocean of purple once existed. Knowing the twins they'll put them right back where they belong. The blazing fury and lust consumed their irises as you ground your supple hips in collision with them, dilating until there was no colour to see.

You were astonished that nobody had heard the commotion, none of you kept your moaning under strict control as if you were the only three people on earth. You smirked anew, your heart pounding, cracking like a blazing inferno in your ribcage when you heard footsteps overhead.

They had escaped, unlatched themselves from your grasp. 

You eagerly switched the hot water off and patted your hair, shifting your weight to flatten your feet against the soft cushioned bath mat. Patting your delicate skin dry, you encased yourself in a towel and swiftly tread upstairs to the twins room.

"Bad, bad idea" you thought to yourself, your heart clambering against your chest at such force it would surely burst through. Your knuckles stippled white over bone, wrapped heavily around the brass door handle.

Exhaling a shaky breath, you gradually unlatched the bedroom door with an ear-piercing creak. The vacant space greeted you, the tantalising aroma of sweat and sex consumed your nostrils, infused into your bloodstream. It was divine.

The two chairs laid uninhabited at the end of the room where the twins once were, dribbles of cum trailed along the uneven wooden floor and led behind the door out of sight.

"Fred, Geo-" you went to call out their names, however a large hand extended from behind the heavy door and sprang you inside, George clasped his hand around your throat and strenuously pushed you up against the wall.

"Brave of you to come back, darling," he teased, dipping his hand underneath the towel you were wrapped in to stimulate your clit, fingertips ghosting over your nerves. They had both covered their modesty, only in their underwear.

Your knees buckled under the pressure, seeking to tear his hand away from your neck to no avail. "Are you going to tell us what that performance was all about?" Fred asked, gliding his tongue over your earlobe and spinning it over his wet muscle.

You swallowed, lust seizing your nerves and clouding your mind like a flurrying blizzard. You were knocked from your arousal once a heavy palm struck the side of your face, cheek tingling. "Answer us, whore" George spat, encasing your windpipe under his crushing palm.

"No" you drew in a desperate breath and spat in his face, smirking whilst he used the back of his other hand to wipe away your saliva. Sometimes you have to spice things up now and then, it keeps them guessing.

He raised his hand to slap you again, however Mollys shrill voice carried upstairs, "Lunch is ready!". The tall twins smirked at you, "Looks like we'll have to finish this later, darling" George purred, removing his hand away from your cunt.

He unlatched his hand that was clenched around your throat like a vice, you giggled wickedly, leaning forward to give them both a kiss on the nose. "Or maybe we won't" you challenged, eyes twinkling with mischief.

They laughed in unison, giving you a quick crack on the ass before dressing fully. "See you in a bit, boys" you winked at them, plodding downstairs to Ron's room so you could get yourself dressed.

You knocked on the door awaiting a response. "Come in, Y/N" Ron shouted from inside, he had tipped tea down his shirt during an intense match of Wizard Chess with Harry, so was getting changed himself.