⁴ ⭑ Fuck Buddies; Fred Weasley x reader

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Summary: Fred and you have been fuck buddies for a couple of months now. But what happens when feelings get involved? Will it ruin what you two have going on?

WC: 1,052

Warnings: SMUT, 18+ mdni, praise, and slight degradation, Dom! Fred Weasley, Sub! Reader, my English, begging sorta, fingering

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Here you were again, In his bedroom. It has been weeks since you last saw each other. It used to happen regularly, sometimes even on a daily basis. But now that the shop he shared with his twin was running well causing them to work overtime most days to help as many customers as they can, it got harder to find time to meet up again and react your sexual frustrations out on each other.

But yet here you were today, waiting for him in the apartment he shared with his twin, wearing a beautiful lingerie set, you sat yourself down on his bed. You knew he would take a break between 12 and 1 pm while George would take his after Fred.

Your head turned as you heard the doorknob twist. Excitement had your blood rushing through your veins and your heart beating faster. He made you feel alive every time you were with him.

Heat surged through your body when you looked at him again after all those weeks of going without seeing him, an overwhelming feeling coursing through you once again.

"Hey there," he said with a grin. He had seen you walk up the stairs after greeting George and telling him to be quiet about your visit, turns out you had already been seen and he had been informed about your little plan.

You were sat on his bed, watching him unbutton his waistcoat, and letting it drop down somewhere on the floor behind him.

He started slowly getting on top of you after removing his dress shirt, his eyes scanning over your body, moving down from your face to your chest, over your stomach... It felt almost predatory. His hands slide down to the place you have wanted him most for weeks. "Fred." His name came out in a gasp as you reached for him. Wetness flooded the apex of your thighs.

"If I slid my hand in between your legs, how wet would I find you there, hm?" He was staring down at you, kneading your thighs.

"Hm, why don't you find out yourself, Weasley." A little mischievous smirk playing at your lips.

A grin is displayed on his lips, he slides his hand between your legs and spreads them apart, pulling your panties to the side and moving his finger through your slit. “So wet already, huh?”.

A whimper escapes your throat. You smile innocently at him, nodding at his statement. “Mhm, I’ve missed you, Fred”. The ache between your legs is only getting worse.

You watch him as he slowly starts taking off the set you put on for him. Butterflies erupt in your stomach. His hand gliding over your skin, you missed this feeling, his touch. You’re growing more impatient by the second. “Please, Freddie, it’s been so long, please”.

“So needy, aren’t you, little whore?” He chuckles, shaking his head, he slides his thumb through your slit and rubs your clit in circles, watching you squirm at his touch. “You’re so pretty”.

A whimper escapes your throat once again, you remain the eye contact. You give him a smile and thanked him. Tilting you head back and letting his fingers work their magic on your pussy.

Your mouth falls open when he sinks a single finger in, getting himself comfortable between your thighs he trails his free hand up to your stomach and then your breasts, teasing your nipples.

He speeds up his pace, adding a second finger when he feels you’re ready. The sounds you’re making filling the room. Fred’s lips wrap around your clit, sucking and flicking his tongue. Oh, how badly you have wanted this. You glide your fingers through his red hair, tugging at it slightly causing him to groan. Vibrations coursing through your pussy. “Please Fred, I’m going to-“

You felt cool air hit you, he stopped. You whine at the loss of contact. “What was that for?”. He looked at you, clearly enjoying this, having control over your orgasms. “Don’t worry, love. All I want is for you to cum around my dick”. You can’t help yourself but admire his toned body while he’s stripping down. He takes a condom out of the top drawer of his nightstand, ripping it open with his teeth and putting it on. All those years of quidditch did in fact make him look gorgeous.

He is teasing your entrance with his dick making you whine and whimper, begging him to fuck you. You had been patient and he wasn’t exactly rewarding you the way you wanted him to. Your eyes met his, filled with lust. “Please, I missed you, no more teasing”.

He plants a gentle kiss on your lips before pushing himself in slowly. Gasps slipped out both of your mouths, you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer to kiss him again.

He waits until you’re adjusted to his size to pick up a gentle pace, every thrust getting rougher, your moans filling the room. “Such a good girl, you’re doing so well, love”

His one hand rubs your clit in a circular motion while the other explores your body like it’s the first time. Oh, how he missed this. Hearing you’re beautiful sounds, kissing your lips. He missed you, the girl he has loved all those years.

You felt the knot in your stomach threaten to snap “Please, don't stop Freddie, I'm going to cum” Fred smirked, continuing his rough pace getting close himself, his thrust getting more sloppy and his groans louder. “Fuck, cum for me, darling” and so you did. The wave of pleasure crashed over you.

His thrusts get slower as he fills up the condom. He slowly pulls out. You're both panting, holding on to the other. Your eyes meet his but this time it's not lust you see in each other's eyes, it's love. His lips crash onto yours, cupping your cheeks with his hands. “You know, I've loved you for so long, angel”.

You return the kiss, shocked by his confession you pull away “you have? Why didn't you tell me?” worry rushes over him, did he misread this, was it not love in your eyes? But all of those worries went away as he felt your lips connect to his again. “I've loved you for a long time too, Weasley”

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Credits: rhunew

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