Hogwarts Romance

Kissing In Cars

Bill Weasley x Fem! Reader

Warnings: 18+ mature content! Vanilla sex.
Also, I wrote this forever ago, and only now had the courage to post it. It's not the greatest.

Word Count: 1.8K

You were lying on the floor of Ginny's room, staring up at the ceiling. You missed Bill; you were desperately wishing you were in his room with him, cuddled up in his warm embrace; but Molly insisted that the two of you sleep in separate rooms until you were officially married.
    You sighed, closing your eyes and trying to force yourself to sleep. That was when the door creaked open and your eyes snapped open to look over to the doorway. Bill was standing there looking down at you. He put a finger to his lips and then motioned for you to follow him with his other hand.
    You sat up, glancing over at Ginny who was still sound asleep. You threw your blankets aside and crept out into the hall with Bill.
    "Come with me," he whispered.
    The two of you tiptoed down the stairs to the back door. Bill turned the handle slowly and pulled the door open.
    "What are we doing?" You whispered.
    "Shhh, we're going out." He said.
    "I don't have any shoes on."
    He looked down at your bare feet, then back up at your face. "Not to worry, love," he whispered, and then swiftly picked you up, carrying you bridal style. He stepped out into the chilly air and you helped him close the door behind you as quietly as you could. He carried you across the lawn in silence until you reached his father's old car. He opened the door to the backseat and set you down inside before sliding in after you. He reached up and flicked on the interior light.
    "Bill, what are we doing out here?" You asked, curiously eyeing him.
    "I missed you," was all he said.
    You couldn't help but smile and leaned in to give him a peck on the cheek. "I missed you too."
    "I'm really not sure why mum insists on making us sleep in separate rooms. We're grown adults. And hell, we're going to be married in a week."
    You smiled at the mention of your wedding, you could not wait to be married to this man. "She's just being careful," you said.
    He laughed, "I think it's a little late for her to be concerned about us having sex."
    "She doesn't know that though," you laughed along with him.
    It got quiet for a minute after that as you sat, just enjoying each other's company. You leaned your head on his shoulder and he ran his fingers through your hair, earning a content sigh from you. He wrapped his arm around you and you lifted your head up, letting him rest his other hand on your jaw, tilting your head up towards his face. He looked at you with a tender gaze, then his lips met yours in a soft kiss and you smiled at the warmth.
    You let his tongue roam into your mouth as you rested a hand against his cheek, allowing yourself to get lost in this moment with him. The next thing you knew, you had both shifted in your seats; you were lying down on the leather seat and Bill was hovering over you. You laughed as he accidentally hit his head on the roof of the car.
    "S'not funny," He whined.
    "It so is," you giggled. He huffed in mock annoyance, but then grinned back down at you.
"Come here," you said, pulling him back down to meet your lips. Your fingers tangled themselves in his long hair as one of his hands slipped under your shirt. You shivered at his touch, the warmth contrasting with the cold air around you. He didn't go any higher than your ribcage, just stuck to rubbing little circles onto your abdomen as you trailed your hands down his torso, stopping at the hem of his shirt and tugging on it. He sat up for a second, careful not to hit his head again, and removed his shirt before discarding it onto the floor of the car.
"We're doing this here, are we?" He asked, a slight smirk on his face.
"You started it." You smirked back at him, running your hands down his long torso.
"This is true," he replied, leaning back down to you. You moved one of your legs to the side so he had more room, but ended up kicking the door on accident. He raised an eyebrow at you when you winced. "You okay?"
"Yeah, but I'd be a lot better if you kissed me again," you replied cheekily.
He rolled his eyes playfully but did as you requested, placing another kiss on your lips that slowly got more and more heated. You let out a quiet moan as his tongue entered your mouth for the second time.
He smiled against your lips as you mumbled, "I need you, Bill."
"I'm all yours, my love," he whispered back.
And at that he trailed a finger down your torso, stopping at the waistband of your pajama pants, hooking his finger around it and your underwear, pulling at them. You lifted your hips upwards to allow him to remove your garments.
Your eyes widened in alarm as the cold air hit your legs. "Shit, it's cold," you whispered.
"Don't worry, I'll warm you up soon enough." Bill smiled and kicked off his shoes with a little difficulty in the cramped space, then promptly removed his own pants and boxers.
You moved your legs so they were positioned on either side of Bill and his body was between your legs, just where you like him. Once again, you hit your leg against the seat, but this time you and Bill just giggled at it.
"This is going to be a little difficult in here, isn't it?" You laughed.
"We'll manage," he said, rubbing the spot on your leg where you hit it. We sure will, you thought as he lined himself up with your entrance and pushed into you gently. You gasped lightly at the pressure, grabbing onto his shoulders. He looked down at you with a concerned expression on his face. "You okay?"
You nodded, "I'm perfect." And truly, you were. You loved being filled by him.
He smiled and began to thrust into you at a slow but pleasant pace. Your arms, now wrapped around his shoulders, pulled him down so his body was flush against yours. Your legs wrapped around his hips securely. You let out soft moans as his hips rocked into you. You loved how incredibly sweet this man was with you.
You played with his ginger hair as he buried his face in your neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses along it. He kept a steady pace that had gotten a bit quicker as he thrusted even deeper into you. You let your head fall back in pure bliss.
You were faintly aware of the car starting to rock as you two continued to make love. You just hoped that nobody could hear the creaking metal; but you honestly didn't have much time to worry about it as Bill began to twitch inside you. You looked up to see a blissful expression on his face and you smiled.
He was beautiful, exquisite really. You reached up to stroke his face before bringing it back down to yours, kissing him and rubbing your thumb along his jawline. And with a soft groan against your lips he released into you. The sudden feeling brought you closer to your release and you bucked your hips involuntarily.
Bill could tell then that you were close, and he was keen on making you feel as amazing as possible so he kept on going, now with the added pressure of his fingers on your clit. He watched as you twitched involuntarily until finally your release hit you. Your hands clutched fistfuls of his hair and you let out a moan as your legs quivered around him. He watched you writhe in euphoria underneath him, admiring your beauty. He couldn't believe this magnificent creature was really his.
When you had settled down, you looked up at him, releasing the grip you had on his hair and letting your hands slide down to rest on his cheeks. "God, I love you, Bill Weasley," you said breathlessly.
He smiled at you with great affection. "Not as much as I love you, Y/N Weasley."
You blushed at the way he was already calling you by his own last name. It sounded so perfect and you could not wait for it to be official. "You're adorable," you said. He just smiled and pulled himself out of you, but not before placing another kiss on your lips.
He bent down to pick up your pants, "Let's get these back on you so you don't catch a cold."
"Says the guy who is more naked than I am."
He flashed you a playful look and then helped you put your pants back on. You sat up and plucked his shirt from the floor, helping him pull it back over his head. He then went to put his pants back on but the way he was positioned was a bit awkward and he is a very tall guy, so somehow he managed to maneuver himself in such a way that he accidentally started the car alarm. It let out a very jarring sound and the two of you froze as a light flicked on inside the Burrow.
"Shit," Bill mumbled.
You rushed to turn the interior light off as he frantically pulled up his pants. You saw another light turn on downstairs and you threw open the door, pulling Bill along with you who had grabbed his shoes just in time. You crawled out of the car and Bill scooped you up again, refusing to let you walk around with bare feet, and raced away from the noisy car. You had just found a decent hiding spot when the back door of the house flew open and Arthur emerged, while Molly stood in the doorway, speaking quickly. Arthur ambled over to the car sleepily, opening the door to turn the alarm off.
"Well?" Molly shouted from the doorway.
Arthur looked around the car for a few seconds before turning back to her. "Nothing here except foggy windows," he said.
"Foggy windows?" Molly questioned. "Why would the windows be foggy?"
"I don't know, dear." Arthur said lazily, placing a hand on his wife's shoulder. "Let's just go back to bed."
Molly kept talking, looked back at the car once more, but ultimately let her husband escort her back upstairs.
You stayed still until you saw the lights go out again. You and Bill both breathed out a heavy sigh, looked at each other, and then burst out laughing.
"Well, that was fun," Bill laughed.
You nodded, heart still pounding from both the fear of getting caught and the little romp you had in the car. "Yeah, but we should get back in the house before they realize we're gone."
"Good point, but let me kiss you one more time."
"Of course."
He leaned in once more, giving you another sweet kiss that warmed your bones before picking you up again and carrying you back towards the house.