noticed ⇀ fred weasley

his gaze

Mild sexual content ahead.

I slammed the bathroom door shut as I tried to pull Fred out of my mind. His strong, confident appearance, the way his hands grazed my body, it was all so inviting - I could hardly fight against my feelings anymore.

I glanced at myself in the mirror, staring at the same eyes that had witnessed life, death, love and hate. At a face that I'd seen a million times before. I looked at my dark hair, then to my annoying freckles. How I wished that my face was a little less... annoying.

Merlin, I was way more stressed than I needed to be. I needed a distraction.

That's when I decided I'd get rid of some stress, as well as... fantasize about a certain someone. Lord knows I needed some sort of relief. I pulled off my robes and stripped down, shuddering as the cold air pierced my skin. I untied my hair and let it fall down past my shoulders, and I sighed contently as I ruffled it.

I turned the shower handle, inhaling slowly as the water began to heat up, producing mass amounts of steam that immediately began to fog up the mirrors.

I stepped in and shivered at the sudden temperature change. The way the water danced on my skin was pure bliss. I ran my fingers through my hair delicately to wet it, but I didn't stop there.

My fingers roamed down past the end of my hair to my stomach, then further down...

Fred, you have no idea what you do to me.

I gasped when I first touched myself, a warm euphoria beginning to sweep over me as I imagined Fred's hands in my place.

Just the thought of it sent chills down my spine as I yearned desperately for him. Every touch reminded me of him, and I arched my back in pleasure as I moved my fingers around in precise movements.

I stopped for a brief moment to squirt soap all over my body, gasping as the cool liquid ran down my figure. I lathered myself slowly, letting the bubbles cover my soapy body.

I proceeded to touch myself again, moaning quietly into my hand as bubbles slid sensually down my body. If it was Fred who was doing this, I knew I'd have been done within minutes.

I remembered Fred's lips grazing mine, and the night when we cuddled against one another. My legs began to grow weak the more that I thought of him, and I felt a warmth building inside of me.

"F-Fred," I whispered as if he was there beside me.

The way his breath tickled my ear, the way he said my name... oh, Merlin. I could see stars in my vision and I rolled my eyes back in pleasure.

I felt the warmth inside of me growing slowly as my touching grew more and more heated. I could barely keep quiet as my legs began to give out. I slid down onto the shower floor, moaning and gasping. Fred was burned into my mind and I craved everything about him. I needed him.

I groaned as I murmured his name, imagining his hands all over my body. I would let him touch me wherever he wanted if I truly had the chance.

The pressure inside of me grew so strong that it felt like water building up at a dam wall. I kept going and closed my eyes, close to my climax.

Then, I remembered one last thing. I remembered the way Fred looked at me earlier today. The way his gaze seemed to be filled with lust and desire. It was unbearable. That look alone sent me reeling on a high I could never lose.

And just like that, I felt pure bliss and euphoria all at once. I gasped loudly and sighed as I felt instant satisfaction, finally reaching a high point. If only Fred knew about what I'd done while thinking about him... He probably would think I was the strangest girl alive. But then again, what if he liked that sort of thing? After all... Fred seemed the type.