I've never been more excited to go back to school. I could get away from Charlie and relax with my new punching bag and Quidditch. The train ride felt so much longer than normal, but I slept the whole way.
I started to unpack my trunk when Fred burst into my room.
"Hey love," he said, laying on my bed and propping up his head with his elbow.
"Do you need something?" I continued folding my clothes and putting them in drawers as he watched me.
"I need you," he said grinning. I sighed at sat on the bed next to him.
"What exactly about me do you need?"
Right when I laid down, he flipped on top of me and whispered, "I need you to make me cum."
He got off of me and walked over to my dresser, looking through my bras and panties. With a smirk he held up the red lace bodysuit Charlie got me.
"Could you put this on for me, darling?" He asked, smirking. He saw my worried look and whispered, "You're wearing it for me, not him right? You don't have to I just know you'd look so sexy."
I took it and began to walk towards my bathroom, but he grabbed my arm and said, "No need to hide in the bathroom. Give me a show."
And so I did. I took off my loose clothes and changed out of my previous undergarments, slowly pulling on the bodysuit and walking towards him.
"Fuck Eden you turn me on so much." He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a kiss, slowly reaching his hand up my thighs.
I get on top of him so we were making out in my bed and he waved his wand and said, "Muffliato," silencing the room.
"Don't be shy now. No one can hear us so I want to hear every sound you make because of me." He started kissing my neck, leaving love bites. He pulled the crotch of the bodysuit aside, feeling how wet I was. "All for me love? You're excited to get fucked aren't you?"
"Yes Freddie, please fuck me," I moaned as he rubbed me.
"Only if you call me daddy," he smirked, sliding his fingers inside me. "Say it for me."
"Y-yes daddy..." I said breathily, immediately building on my pleasure. He pulls his fingers out and undoes his pants. He pulls out his dick and slides in me.
"Fuck baby you feel so good. Now ride me." I do as he says, humping him as he goes deeper inside me. He spanks me hard as I moan, and in response he goes, "That's a good little slut. Make yourself feel good on daddy's cock."
I whined that I was about to cum and he pulled me off of him. He pushed me so my stomach was on the bed and used his tie to tie my hands behind my back. He slid back into me and starting fucking me into the bed.
My moans were muffled from the mattress as he pounded inside me. He quickly pulled out and flipped me over, coming on my tongue. He watched me swallow then grinned. "Fuck, Eden. I love you, and not just for the sex. You're perfect," he cooed, stroking my hair.
"I love you too Fred." He dressed me and I dressed him and we left my dorm and walked down to the common room, his hand on my back supporting me. I quickly tied his tie as we rounded the corner and sat down with our friends. I started fidgeting because I was itching to use my new punching bag, so Fred dismissed me and I changed into my new workout set and went down to the locker room, chaining up my bag and wrapping my wrists.
I felt slightly out of shape after the holiday, so I hit for as long as I could then started strength training. I did push-ups and started to prepare my weights when I heard someone come in. It was George.
"Hey Eden."
"What's up Georgie? Need anything?"
"I was wondering if I could get those boxing lessons too. Everyone's been saying they can tell the difference between me and Fred because he's more muscular. I wanna get shredded too," he smiled, flexing his arms.
"So basically I have both the Weasley twins begging me to train them to look like me."
"Pretty much, yep."
"Alright, let me get my pads."
I started teaching him form for punching and he threw a few at the pads before I gave him a workout to do while I did mine. I was deadlifting a barbell when he stopped doing his push-ups. Once I dropped the weight, I stared at him.
"The hell are you doing? I told you to do 50."
"I don't wanna do dumb push-ups, Ede," he whined. "I wanna lift weights like you."
"Not even Fred is onto weights yet. I've been lifting since I was like 7." I pulled all the extra weight off the barbell and he settled on the bench press. I gently loaded the bar onto his hands and he struggled to do 5 reps. I spotted him the whole time making sure he didn't die. He then wanted to squat, so I spotted him from behind while he squatted the bare bar again.
"I've been meaning to add a little more weight to my squatting routine could you spot me? All you have to do is stay behind me and hold my hips and make sure I don't die," I said loading the weights onto the bar.
"Of course." He lightly grabbed my hips as I started squatting the weight. My butt lightly brushed against his crotch and I felt him get hard. I quickly did my reps and put the barbell back on the rack.
"Is that the set Charlie got you?" He asked, looking me up and down.
"Yeah, it is. What do you think?" I struck an over-exaggerated pose and he laughed.
"I don't even need weights I could totally just lift you." And with that he threw me over his shoulder and started running around the locker room. I laughed and tried to wriggle out of his grasp but his hands were firmly on my legs. He started spinning in circles and eventually we both fell down. I was laying on top of him and we were both laughing our asses off.
All of the sudden, he grabbed my face and kissed me. I didn't know what to do. He pulled away and looked at me. I just looked at him back.
"Eden... I-"
"You don't need to apologize. Um, let's not tell Fred about that, I know you didn't mean it."
George POV
Fuck. I shouldn't have done that. But I just couldn't resist. I know she chose Fred, but she never even got the chance to know me in that context. She was just too beautiful, and smart, and funny... I need to stop.
"Right, um just forget about it." I'm gonna have to talk to Fred.
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Eden's Garden (A Weasley Twin Smut Fic)
FanfictionEden May (your POV), is in the same year as two annoyingly boisterous ginger twins, Fred and George. Their constant pranks will be the death of you, but you never let them see you sweat. Is that's why they're so fixated on you?