Weasley twins X reader- Smut, Fluff and all other good stuff (Requests open)

Fred X Reader X George (female reader) (smut)

The burrow was quiet for once. Everyone had gone out to do some Christmas shopping, leaving just me, Fred and George. I sat in the floor, watching the fire dance, when I felt a presence behind me.
Arms wrapped around my middle and lips came up to my left ear, faintly whispering agains the crackle of the fire.
"Me and George have a special gift for you, two. Come with me Y/N and I'll show you." His husky voice turned me on, however what I expected was a stupid or mock gift, as I knew neither George of Fred were into me.
Fred took my hand and led me upstairs and up to a faded and paint-chipped door that I knew led to their bedroom.
Upon entry, I saw George, sprawled out on the bed, naked, touching himself, lightly moaning my name. There was a small wetness in my panties. George looked up to me and smiled, pumping his long shaft faster, moaning my name louder.
"Oh, Merlin, Y/N pleasure me. I want to feel you. Let me hear you scream my name as you cum." He moaned. That's when I noticed Fred was now naked and was also masturbating to my name.
"Fuck." I bit my lip hard, drawing blood as George and Fred both approached me. Slowly, my hair was pulled back and lips were on my neck.
"Let me take control. Let me dominate you, Y/N." George seductively moaned, making my panties wetter. My shorts were pulled down and Fred pushed me down onto his bed. I weakened under his touch as he climbed on top of me, my cold hands pressing against his warm skin.
     I attacked his lips roughly and he thrust his tongue into my mouth, pushing me right down.
     "Fuck." I moaned as a presence came up behind me. Lips attacked my neck, biting down hard, making me gasp. I was pulled up and I felt George's erection against my thigh.
   A pair of cold hands trailed up my sides under my shirt, in clipping my bra, pulling it clean off, along with my top, allowing my C/S breasts to lay out.
     "What a good little girl. Is this your first time, love?" George moaned, pushing me down on the bed, climbing on top. He straddled me, his bare member pushing against my clothed pussy.
    "Y-yes." I stuttered.
    "Yes, who?" George growled in my ear, making my panties fully soak. He picked me up and bent me over the side of the bed. "Fred, she needs to be punished. Now, love, Fred is going to spank you. I want you to count every time, okay?" He softened his voice before he teasingly ran his cock along my pussy.
    "Yes, master." I stammered as Fred came up behind me. He slapped me on my ass. "One, master." Again. "Two, master." This went on until he finally got to ten. By that time, it felt good and the stinging became a pleasurable tingle.
     George put me back on the bed, ripping my panties from my body and placing his hands on my inner thigh, spreading my legs apart.
     "This will hurt. If I get to rough, what's the safe word?" I thought for a moment.
     "My safe word is soap, master." He nodded and pressed into me, quickly. He began to thrust, making tears prick at my eyes. His long member filled me beige he pulled all the way out and slammed back in again. After about five thrusts, the pain turned into pleasure and I swiftly began to moan.
     "Fuck." My words danced in the air, the euphoria ran through my body like an adrenaline shot. "Fuck. Fuck." George's member hit my g-spot, making me scream out in pleasure. "Fuck!" He kept pounding that shot, the knot in my stomach tightening. I came very soon after, George's white seed also releasing into me.
     "Was that good, Y/N?" He questioned, pulling out of me. I nodded, making Fred smile.
     "Looks like you've got your work cut out, brother." George said, leaving the room. Fred approached me, pinning me down to the bed, this time I was in my stomach.
    "Spread you legs." He commanded in a gruff voice. I did as I was told. His wet tongue slid up my slit before he bit my clit, once, then he pulled away. "The safe word is soap." He commented before slamming into me from behind, making me scream neither in pleasure or pain.
     His long member pounded me quickly as his fingers began to play with my clit.
    "Fuck." I moaned but it came out as more of a whisper. He just grunted as he times his attack on my clit with his thrusts. Soon the tightness in my stomach returned and I needed to cum. "I'm gonna cum." I moaned, making Fred quicken his pace.
    "Not yet." He ordered. I tried to hold of my orgasm, gripping the bedsheets and biting my lip until I couldn't anymore. As Fred came, it sent me over the edge, making me cum as well. He pulled out after a moment and planted a smooth kiss on my lips.
     His fingers tangled in my hair as we both stood next to his bed, catching our breath.
     "Fred I got you a- oh my word." Fred quickly pulled his bedsheet around us as his mother came into his room. She looked astonished as, as I was (Ginny or Ron)'s friend, she though I was innocent or something. "I- George!" She yelled, bringing, not only George but everyone else with him. He was still naked and came right over to me, planting a kiss on my lips, snaking his arms around my waist.
      "What the hell is going on?" Arthur question, anger apparent in his voice. I gulped and the boy both picked up on the fact I was scared.
    "Don't be mad at Y/N, it was us who started it. But you can't be mad at us-"
   "Because she's seventeen so it's legal." It made me laugh when Fred and George finished each other's sentences.
    "That still doesn't explain what is going on here." Molly commented. I cheekily but in, knowing they would ask me to leave, anyway so I might as well go out with a bang.
     "Fred and George are arguing about who's dick was bigger and who could fuck somebody better so I kindly offered to be the test subject." Fred and George sniggered, as Bill but most of them didn't seem to find it very funny.
     "So who's better?" Billy laughed, easing the tension for a moment. I made a thinking face before I answered.
     "I mean, George is bigger. I'd say maybe 10 inches? Fed comes in at about 9 1/2. But in terms of a better fuck, they are both even in my book, although Fred is rougher but you both give a good fuck. But, I mean if you're down for a retest, I'm happy to...assist." I ended it with a cheeky wink to both boys as Mrs.Weasley kindly asked me to leave after I was dressed but I ended up spending the res today Christmas with Fred and George in the space above their, slowly but surely, coming along shop. And we did lots of retesting ;).