MULTIFANDOM IMAGINES

George Weasley x Wolfstar's Daughter ~ Moon Exposure | SMUT

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Includes: Unprotected sex, vaginal sex, oral sex (female received), nudity, foul language, and sexual exposure

Inspired by Fredsghost on Tumblr 
It's also a small Wolfstar imagine

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Sirius forced his pillow over his ears as he flipped onto his stomach, trying anything he could to get his daughter's reoccurring giggles out of hearing range. Remus was passed out beside him, his arm, which was original around him, now fallen to the side after all the movement Sirius made. He wished he was his husband right now and be fast asleep instead of having to listen to one of the Weasley boys swoon his daughter.

He could not believe that Y/n forgot that her two dads were right below her room, where she and George sat laughing and talking. Sirius had restrained himself from marching upstairs and telling them off, yelling at George to wait till morning to try and get in Y/n's pants, but he knew everyone would be frustrated with him if he did.

Meanwhile, upstairs, George and Y/n were discussing the nearing school year. "Aren't you excited, though?" She asked, and George shrugged.

"It's not the worst thing, but when we're there, I won't be able to do this," he leaned forward, capturing her lips in a quick kiss as she laughed. "Or this," another kiss which soon developed into tongues dancing together and George hovering over Y/n. He slowly trailed his open-mouthed kisses down her neck and to her collarbone, sucking and biting on her skin.

Y/n whimpered, wrapping her legs around his waist and securing him above her. She ran a hand through his hair as he threw the pajama shirt off her and started playing with her breasts. The girl giggled, lifting his shirt over his head and beginning to untie his sweatpants.

"Eager, are we?" He chuckled, brushing her hair out of her face and caressing her exposed skin until his hand got down to her wrist. He enclosed it in his fist and pulled it away from his sweatpants while Y/n pouted. He flipped them around, so Y/n was leaning against the headboard, and it hit the wall. 

He removed her shorts and panties, throwing them to the side as he ducked down to go in between her thighs. Y/n waited for the familiar sensation to run through her, and despite how prepared she felt, it didn't help how loud she moaned when George finally made contact. 

Sirius's ear perked slightly, something he often did from learning in his animagus form. A subtle thud rang through upstairs, followed by a long string of foul noises. In an instinct, he grabbed Remus' arm and shook him violently. Remus groaned, still sore and tempered from the previous full moon. Sirius hit his husband's shoulder repeatedly, who was trying to shove Sirius away. "Remus. Remus, wake up," Sirius whispered, trying to block out the groans coming from above them.

"What do you want?" Remus snapped, slapping at Sirius' hand, which was still hitting Remus. "It's the middle of the night."

"Exactly. And our daughter has deemed it fit to give us a free look into her sex life," Remus turned around slowly, his eyes still squinted and sunken in exhaustion as he replayed Sirius' words in his mind.

"What?"

"Listen."

Y/n brought George's face down on her deeper, on the verge of her high, but George pulled away. Y/n was breathing heavily as she stared at her boyfriend, "seriously?"

"I still gotta fuck you, love," he muttered, finishing Y/n's work on untying his sweats and kicking them off. When he turned back, Y/n's breath hitched when she saw him wearing no boxers under his pants. She bit her lip, matching George's stance on his knees as the tension in the room grew. Making it hard to breathe.