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

Oli Phelps X Reader (smut)

To celebrate this being the 69th chapter of this book, we decided to give you guys some good old fashioned smut. Enjoy you sickos.

In this, you are Oli and James' best friend and you stay over at their house when things get heated between you and Oli. You are both 16.

I settled down in the bed in the spare room at the Phelps' home. I always slept in this room when I came over to stay- it was right in between Oli and James' rooms. I often stayed with the twins as we had been friends since we were in Nursery school and my parents were always away on business trips, so much so that I had my own collection of things in this room and their mum called it 'Y/N's room'.
It was about one AM and I had been tossing and turning for the last three hours. I couldn't stop thinking about my parents and the huge fight we had had the night before they bot left for a six-week conference in Sydney.
I let out a deep sigh and threw my legs over the side of the bed, letting them rest in the soft carpet. I was only wearing shorts and a sports bra and a t-shirt as it was currently a heat-wave in Britain and the house was very hot. Silently, I crept next door to Oli's room.
I pushed the door, expecting to see his asleep but, instead, he was awake and reading a comic by lamp-light. He looked up to me, curious why I was just standing in his door way in he early morning.
"Can- can I sleep with you?" I asked, sheepishly. He smiled before throwing his comic down and welcoming me towards him. He shuffled over in his double bed, allowing me to climb into the left side that was against that wall. He knew I liked to sleep with my back against the wall as it made me feel safe. "Thank you." I smiled as I settled down in my best friend's bed. I turned to face him as he was lying on his back next to me.
"Come here, I don't bite." He smiled, opening his arm out to me. Awkwardly, I shuffled over to rest my head on his chest. Secretly, I had a huge crush on him and I had for the last two years but I didn't want him to know because it would ruin our friendship.
"Thank you, Oli." I smiled against his clothed chest. He placed his lips to my forehead and that made me blush, madly. Unfortunately, the bedside lamp was still on so he noticed.
"You're blushing." He observed. I tried to hide my face but he cupped my cheeks and made me look at him. "Please don't hide your face." He said, a little sadly. "I like it when you blush and when you laugh. You look so beautiful." He complimented. "You haven't done either of those things much lately." He had observed. He knew why- the nights I cried to him on the phone about feeling so distant from everyone, even my own family and how I felt like I was invisible to everyone. He looked into my Y/E/C eyes and traced his thumb over my cheek.
"Oli." I breathed as his face inched towards mine. As our lips touched, my eyes fluttered closed and I sank right into the feeling of his warm lips against mine. His hands fell to my hips and mine found their way to around his neck. After a moment, I broke away first.
"I love you, Y/N." He confessed.
"Oh, Oli," I breathed, looking at him with soft, loving eyes, "I love you, too." He smiled across at me before we simultaneously connected our lips back together. Things were gentle and sweet and our lips danced together as our hands fell on different places on each other's bodies. Soon, Oil began to sit up and I found myself laying underneath him, still kissing sweetly.
"Is- is it okay if I take your top off?" He asked, sweetly. I nodded my head and let his large hands grip the hem of my shirt. He looked into my eyes one last time for approval before he lifted it over my head, smiling at the sight of me in front if him. This was the most physically vulnerable he had ever seen me- lying half-naked underneath him. "You're so beautiful." He breathed before he went back to kissing me, this time a bit more roughly.
Soon, my hands had slipped inside his shirt and I began to pull it over his head, breaking the kiss. He threw it to the floor and gave me time to study his features- a long, slender frame with defined abs and bulging biceps and a chiselled v-line. He caught me staring and laughed.
"Did nobody tell you it was rude to stare?" He quibbed. I looked up at him, a sudden wave of lust washing over me and, I pulled his lips back to mine.
"Fuck, I can't help it." I whispered against his lips. He dove back in, slipping his tongue into my mouth, though still keeping the kiss sweet and gentle. His fingers traced down my stomach to the hem of my shorts before he abruptly brought them back up to rest at my hips.
"It's okay, Oli." I muttered, breaking the kiss. Upon hearing the consent he needed, he slipped his hands back down to my shorts and pulled them down, leaving me in just my underwear. He sucked in a breath upon seeing my lacy boy shorts and I could visibly see him get hard through his boxers. When he got hard, he pulled away from me.
"S-Sorry." He muttered, sheepishly. "I'll just- I'll go and-"
"It's okay." I smirked, proud of the fact that just the sight of me in underwear aroused him. "Don't be ashamed, it's natural, baby." I sat up facing him and gave him a gentle smile.
"I just don't want you to feel pressured to take things further if you aren't ready or thing you have some sort of responsibility-"
"Just shut up and kiss me." I cut him off, pulling his lips back to mine. He chuckled quietly and continued to kiss me deeply. As I felt his dick brush against my clit, I let out of breathy moan against his lips and arched my hips into him, making him grow harder. He trailed kissed down my body, starting at my jawline then down my neck until he reached my chest. He slipped his hands around my back and pulled the sports bar over my head, letting my breasts fall free. He continued dragging his wet kissed down my sternum and down my stomach until he reached my panty line. He brought his lips back to my neck a smile nipped at a spot, earning an elicit moan from my lips. I clambered up, getting on top of him and straddled his hips, pressing him back against his bed.
"Fuck, Baby." He moaned lowly as I grinned against him, succumbing to the natural instincts flooding my system. He sat up, slightly and slipped his boxers down his leg, allowing his erection to spring free, pre-cum already oozing from the tip. "Are you sure about this?" He asked me, breaking this kiss. I nodded and allowed him to flip us once again so he was on top.
His nimble fingers hitched around the waistband of my underwear before he pulled them down my legs, letting me kick them onto the floor. He planted a soft kiss to my lips before reaching for a condom.
"Are you a virgin?" He questioned. I nodded, slightly embarrassed but he shook it off. "I am too." He confessed. "But this is gonna hurt a little at first, I'm sorry." He explained, pulling the condom over his long cock before lining it up at my soaking wet heat. "You can still back out if your aren't ready." He quickly added.
"This is what I want, Oli. You are what I want." I breathed. His attacked his lips to mine as he eased his dock inside of my, starting with just the tip. He kissed me roughly to take my mind off the stinging down there as he eased himself in more until his whole length was in. I pulled on his bottom lip and pulled his hair, drawing my attention away from the pain caused by his considerable size stretching me out for the first time. Finally, the stinging subsided and I let out a soft moan, letting Oil know I was ready.
"Fuck, baby, you're so tight." He moaned as he began to thrust into me. He was gentle with me and kept his pace slow. I threw my head back in pleasure as his member slid in and out of my tight pussy and as my boyfriend's moaned vibrates through my body.
"F-faster, Oli, please." I begged. He obliged and sped up his pace. I moaned out against his neck as I left a hickey there. My back arched as his hit my g-spot, and I bit his shoulder to stop a loud moan that surely wold have alerted his parents to what we were doing escaping my lips. I scratched his back as the pleasure increased, a tight not in my stomach starting to form. He twitched inside of my, letting me know he was close to orgasm and, with a few more thrusts, my walls clamped around him as I came. He thrusted a few more times before he talk came undone.
He pulled out and then collapsed against me after throwing the used condom to the floor. He left a trail of loving kissed up my neck until he reached my lips. There he left the softest of all kisses.
We stayed there for a while, laying together, naked, our hands intertwined and heads resting together. We were only covered by the sheets on his bed until he shifted and got up, gathering an assortment of clothes from the floor.
"Here, let's get you tidied up." He smiled against my skin. I tried to sit up but groaned as an aching pain filled my lower stomach. "Sorry about that, baby. Was I too rough?" Oli asked, concerned. He slipped my panties up my legs and fit them correctly on me before slipping his own boxers back on.
"It was perfect, Oli." I smiled audibly. He turned again to face me holding out a t-shirt of his and the one he had been wearing earlier. He slipped the dark blue shirt over my head and pulled it down, it devouring my small frame. Oil then slipped his own red t-shirt back on and settled back in this bed next to me.
"I love you." He whispered, pulling me close to him. I snuggled into his chest and rested my hand over his heart, letting the soft beating guide my mind to peace.
"I love you too, Oliver." I hummed.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked. Half-asleep, I guided his lips to mine in a chaste kiss.
"Of course I will." I giggled, sleepily. He kissed me goodnight and turned out the lamp beside him, letting the room fall into a peaceful darkness.