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George Weasley x Reader Smut

Me and George Weasley have been friends since we came to Hogwarts together. We clicked like two pieces of a puzzle and became best friends from day one. So when George asked me if we could be friends with benefits, back in the fifth year, because we were so close I agreed. We agreed not to let feelings get in the way and we were just two best friends helping each other out. However recently George has seemed to want to fuck less and less and best believe this man's sex drive is high. So I started getting worried, did he not want to carry on with our arrangement anymore? Did he not like me anymore? Was there something wrong with me? My thoughts raced with these questions daily for a week before I found the courage to talk to George about this. "George, can we talk please?" I asked shyly. He nodded and looked at me confused. I grabbed his hand and took him to the room of requirement. "Is there something wrong with me?" I asked quietly, not daring to look at him in case I started crying. "What are you talking about honey?" He asked, concern lacing his voice. I sighed softly and looked up at him, "You haven't wanted to fuck in like two weeks and I was just wondering if there was something wrong with me? Do you not want to carry on with our arrangement?" I asked him. He hung his head sadly and shook his head slowly, "Oh darling, this isn't a you thing okay? You are perfect. I am so sorry I have made you feel like this was a you issue." He said, grabbing my hands and kissing my knuckles softly. I blushed a light pink and held his hands. "I just don't want to hurt you." He whispered against my knuckles. I tilted my head in confusion, "What do you mean Georgie?" I whispered back. The room rumbled a little and a bed appeared behind us. I cocked my eyebrow at him and he guided me to the bed, "I want to be rougher with you in bed but I am scared I'll hurt you or that you won't be into it or me afterward." He confessed looking at me sadly. I sighed in relief and laid back on the bed, "Fuck me, Georgie, was that all?" I asked, laughing softly. He laid next to me and nodded. I looked at him, smiling sweetly, "If you're holding back, Don't." I said, smirking at him. His face heated up as he realized what I was hinting at, "You mean you want me to be rough and dominant?" He asked cautiously. I nodded and kissed his lips hard. He groaned and pulled me close to him, kissing back passionately. "Strip." He ordered me as he pulled back and pulled me to my feet. I blushed at his stern voice and quickly obeyed him. I stripped till I was fully naked in front of him. George groaned at me as I walked over to him slowly, "Get on the bed on your hands and knees darling." He said, kissing my forehead. I climbed onto the bed, ass up as he undressed himself. I felt his soft palm strike my ass hard and I couldn't hold back the moan that slipped through my lips. "Oh, you like that baby?" George asked sweetly. I nodded and whined as he rubbed my ass gently. "Speak." He ordered. "Yes sir." I whimpered as I felt the bed dip behind me. George's hand came down on my ass, spanking me hard and each time I let out a pathetic mewl for him. "Oh, Sir! Please need your cock." I moaned pitifully. George grunted at my begs for him and lined his tip up with my dripping entrance. "Oh, my girl is so wet for her Sir huh." George said in a mocking tone of voice. I pushed my ass into his hips and nodded, "Yes all for you Sir." George smirked and rubbed my back soothingly before ramming his cock into my cunt hard and fast. "Oh! Shit Sir!" I screamed as I felt his tip hit places I didn't know existed. "Fuck sweet girl, you're so tight and warm! You feel like heaven." George grunted as he spanked my ass. I cried out in pleasure as I felt his palm on my ass, "Sir feels too good." George smirked and grabbed my hair, yanking me backward and causing me to arch my back. "I know my pretty girl can take it, can't you? You can take Sir's cock like a good cocksleeve." George moaned as his hips snapped into my ass. My eyes rolled to the back of my head from the pain of the hair pulling and the degrading name I was being called. I fucking loved it. "Sir please, I'm so close please can I cum?" I asked as the drool dripped from my lips pathetically. George sped up and grunted loudly, "Fuck such a good slut for asking. You're such a good girl for me, you can cum. Cum on Sir's cock." He growled. I felt his hips jerk and I knew he was going to cum soon. I couldn't hold back my moans as I came all over his cock with such force I started seeing stars. My orgasm triggered Georges and he came with a loud growl and sweet praises, like how good I was and how good I felt around him. I collapsed forward as George slowly moved out of me. I heard George mutter a clean-up spell as he wrapped a blanket around me. I cuddled into his chest, trying to catch my breath, "That was so good." I said softly looking up at George. George blushed and pulled me close to him, "You did so good princess." He praised kissing me on my head before we fell asleep together.