Weasley twin smut one shots

innocent (george weasley smut)

Warnings: SMUT, 18+ fic, Deep throating, light choking, oral (both sides receiving), slight corruption kink, curse words, George being a teasing jerk

George Weasley was a simple man. He didn't hide many things from his friends and family. If you wanted to know anything about him he'd tell you. His favorite food was his moms homemade mincemeat pie. His favorite color was purple. His favorite class was charms. His favorite game was exploding snap and his favorite product he's ever created was puking pastilles. But the one thing he kept secret was his favorite view.

What is it?

Seeing you crying below him as he fucks your brains out.

You worked at the magical flower shop in Diagon Alley. The moment he saw you he accidentally dropped a box on Fred's foot earning George a smack on the head. Not like he cared when the prettiest girl he had ever seen was standing outside tending to a Wiggentree. He quickly put on his charm and went out to ask you on a date. He was taken off guard by how pure you seemed to him. So sweet and nice. You somehow managed to make him blush as he asked you on a date.

Your date went wonderfully, George was nothing but a gentleman to you. He was polite and quite a charming man. After your first date there was another, and another, and another. You loved him and he loved you. He was a wonderful boyfriend but there was one area that you two weren't so active in.

It's not like you two hadn't done things before and he was very nice but it always felt like he was holding back when you both got intimate. Your first time had been sweet and slow but you could see in his eyes he craved more. After a few times, you were filled with curiosity about what George was feeling during sex. What he wanted from you, you were a little nervous but you wanted to know what rough George was like in bed. Asking him outright was embarrassing, even if you had been dating for a year. You started thinking of ways to coax it out of him.

One idea was dressing up for him when he came home from work. He loved seeing you in white, he wouldn't tell you why but every time he saw you in a white summer dress he would get a hungry look in his eyes. Hermione had introduced you to muggle lingerie stores. You had picked out a nice looking white, lacy piece. You could barely look the cashier in the eyes as you handed them the money. George still had a few hours left of work so you spent your time preparing yourself for tonight. You two had never done something like this before and it was nerve wracking. Would he like it? What if he hated it? Putting on the lingerie you admire yourself in the mirror. You didn't look like yourself but it wasn't a bad thing. Never had you dressed so provocatively but you had to admit it was exciting. You heard the front door open and quickly throw on some clothes to cover up the surprise.

"Hi darling" George walks into the room and throws his jacket down on the bed. "Hi Georgie" you press a kiss on his cheek before heading to the kitchen to start dinner. You were quite anxious throughout dinner, your mind on the unknown possibilities of tonight.

"Are you alright?" George rests his hand on your thigh making you jump. Biting your lip you don't answer him, instead searching for a way to start this conversation.

Hey are you horny? Cause I am.

No that's not it.

"Darling?" George's vice grows more worried.

Your eyes dart to his lips. It's now or never. Instead of using your words, you jump into his lap, smashing your lips on to his. Kissing him desperately. George was not expecting you to be kissing him like you were starved when he came home today but he was enjoying it. Your hands were tugging at his ginger hair, forcing him closer to you. His hands wandered to your waist, rubbing his thumb over your hip as he kissed back with just as much force. You felt his pants tighten under your legs. Smirking you lower yourself onto the forming tent in his pants. Slowly grinding your hips back in forth as you deepen the kiss.