The Family Visit

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George pulled Y/N into the room and pinned her against the wall. The kiss became hungry and passionate. George moved his other hand which wasn't around her waist, up her top. Shivers went down her as his cold hands touched her hot bare skin. A little moan fell down from her lips, giving George's tongue access into her mouth. She tugged at his hair , making him groan . George moved his lips along her jawline and down her neck, placing open mouthed kisses and nibbling on the sensitive areas. Y/N had to put a hand on her mouth to stop the series of moans from falling out. He moved up to her ear and nibbled,"I have missed having you like this." His hot breath tingling on the nape of her neck gave her goosebumps. He moved his hand to the hem of her skirt and swiped two fingers along it. She nodded as he proceeded to push his hand down into her skirt and into her underwear. "Fuck- Georgie" She let out a loud moan. George laughed putting his hand on her mouth, as the fingers of the other one  swiped up and down her folds. "You like it?" he looked into her eyes . She nodded. "Georgie are you-.......ooohhh oohhhhhh my. What in the name of Merlin are you two doing?" Fred turned around immediately with a hand covering his eyes. George instantly pulled his hand out and wrapped it around her protectievly , shoving her out of Fred's sight. Y/N was flustered and chuckled placing her forehead on his shoulder. "What d-do you think y-you're doing?" George panted . "Trying to run a shop, that is what I am doing. What are you doing? There are kids all over the place, somebody could have walked on you." Fred replied annoyed , still turned away. "And look who did." George huffed. "Hands off each other during business. You can do whatever after that, just-just lock the door and put a silencing charm. Now, back to work ." Fred walked out of the room. "OKAY DAD!" George screamed at Fred's retreating  figure. Y/N looked up at him slowly stifling a laugh. "Are you okay?" he asked, she nodded. "To be continued." He looked down and up at her eyes, winked and left. Y/N's head was reeling from what had just happened.

Y/N went upstairs and freshened up. It was only evening and there was still time for the shop to be closed . She decided not to go anywhere near George, lest she lost her control. She instead decided to cook up a fancy dinner for him. Cooking had become quite a hobby for her. She called up her mother aaking for some of her recipies. Three hours went by in a giphy as she cooked and baked. She heard footsteps , while pulling the Cheesecake out of the oven. "Smells nice in here. What are you up to?" She turned around at the familiar voice and frowned. "You are not my man! Where is he?" "Blimey, you are welcome. And he is downstairs finishing up some paperwork. Will be here soon" huffed Fred. "Why didn't you do the paperwork? I am here only for a day more." Y/N scoffed. "Yeah, I figured with the kind of urgency, down there. And it is his turn to shut things down today." Fred pointed his thumb backwards. Y/N felt her cheeks heat up. "Oh, shut up!" . Fred laughed at her awkwardness. "Do you have something for me or should I just have some toast?" he asked. "I have kept a separate plate ready for you. Help yourself." Y/N rolled her eyes as she walked out of the kitchen.

George came up after a while. He decided to get changed and freshened up before dinner. As he turned the knob of the door, he was welcomed to a candle lit room with slow music playing .

"Hi! my hardworking boyfriend." Y/N closed her arms around his neck and placed a peck on his nose. George smiled, "What is all this?" "A gift and an apology for not being with you at the opening. It was one of the most important days in your life , afterall." Y/N replied as George placed his forehead on her. "Don't apologize, love. I know you would've come, if you could've. I am so proud of you for doing what you always wanted to do." he carressed her cheek with a thumb. "So am I. Now, go get changed. I'll serve dinner." She pecked his lips gently as he nodded and went into the washroom.

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