Lessons In Life || Fred Weasley
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She retracted her hand from my grasp, and placed it against my cheek delicately instead. "I'm sure, I'm just worried I won't be good. I've never," she bit her lip.
I chuckled lightly, pulling her body over so that it laid ontop of mine. A small gasp left her lips as she felt the stiff buldge of my cock rest directly underneath her heat.
"Anything you do will be perfect, baby. This is all for your purpose, we'll learn each other's preferences as we go."
She sent me a small thankful smile, before pulling her body off of mine, and perched herself between my legs.
"May I?" She asked for consent, gesturing cutely to the sweatpants and boxers I wore. I smirked cheekily at her, lifting my hips in response to aid her.
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Ophelia Russell was Hufflepuff's innocent sweetheart. She was incredibly smart, very welcoming, and extremely pretty. But entirely inexperienced in all things that came with 'relationships.'
When she overhears a conversation between one of the Weasley twins and a professor about failing a class, she can't help but make a proposition for him.
Study Lessons for Relationship Lessons.
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Mature!! There will be sexual scenes without warning! Short story, and not entirely focused on the actual plot of Harry Potter so don't yell at me. ♡
Lessons In Life is now COMPLETE. I plan on editing later and fixing a few small plot holes that exist. Don't yell at me, I'm fragile.
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