Harry Potter characters x Reader (Oneshots)

(Shower) Weasley twins oneshot

     
A/N: ⚠️ SMUT WARNING ⚠️
no like really. this is a full on threesome. if that's not your thing, don't read. ALSO, there is a little bit of degradation kink in here, so if you don't like that, don't read.
P.S. this is so long lol oops

She had been complaining about the showers in her dorm room for months.

      "They're always crowded! They need to add more stalls!" Y/N had griped to her friend, Ginny, while they were out in the courtyard on free period. "Half the time, they don't even work! Sometimes the ghosts tamper with them, I think, and they're not even allowed in there!"

       "Good Godric, Y/N, how big of a deal is this to you?" Ginny had scoffed. "It's just a shower."

       Y/N remembered the unconvinced glance she had thrown at Ginny.

       "Alright, fine. If the bathrooms in your common room are just that bad, then why don't you just use the Quidditch locker rooms? I can tell you the password, and no one's ever in there."

        "Really?"

        "Yeah, just make sure you're not there right after practice. The password is brown dove."

       So, here she was, skittering around the halls at eight o clock to the Quidditch pitch to take a damn shower. Most would call her barmy, but to her, it was worth her time. It had been so long, she felt, since she had a really good shower— the kind where you can wash your hair, body, and even shave your legs in one session. She never got that luxury in the common room bathroom.

      It was a small building, deserted and obviously empty. It was an hour since Gryffindor practice had ended, so she knew that she was safe.

      "Brown dove." announced Y/N. The door latch fell loose, and upon stepping inside, she sighed in contentment at the fresh smell of soaps and pent up steam.

       The stalls were quite spacious as well, at least enough to where she could maneuver her clothes off with ease. In each stall was a small rack to place soaps, including some unopened soaps by themselves. She flicked the faucet and was almost surprised that the shower started running so quickly. Y/N wished she had found this place sooner.

        Warm water cascaded over all of the curves and ridges of her body as she began to wet her hair. Adding a few pumps of shampoo into her hand, she rubbed it into her hair and began massaging her scalp with the product. She took her time, too; it was pretty therapeutic.

        She moved onto conditioner five minutes later, carrying out the same relaxed procedure. With a bar of soap she ran a line of suds down her body, getting every spot to where she was completely washed.

       Last but not least was shaving. Taking her small bottle of shaving gel, she wiped a stripe of it in between her legs. Slowly but surely, she removed a bit of hair to her comfort level and lathered gel on her legs.

    After a few minutes she had finished one leg, and was now gingerly running the razor down her other one. The atmosphere was seriously what she had needed for quite some time, especially after a long day of school. Sleeping well wouldn't be an issue after this.

   With a smooth finish, she cleaned off the rest of the shaving gel and stood there for a moment. A thought bloomed in her mind, one that she hadn't had for a while.

She was completely alone. Completely. And, she hadn't gotten off in months. After all, when you're sharing a dorm room and bathrooms with multiple people, it's not exactly easy to get your rocks off whenever you desire. The thought only furthered her growing arousal.