Hogwarts smut with a wee bit of plot

Fred Weasley - Bet

"Sorry, not interested." Aren pushed his hand away from his shoulder, quickly turning to a corner. Fred took this as a chance and grabbed his hand, pulling it towards the wall so he was fully facing Fred and trapped between Fred's arms.

"Really? Why not?" Fred smirked at Aren, who was probably an inch or two shorter than him. "I said, I am a bit interested, now screw of Weasley," Aren replied in a calm but threatening tone.

"Oh I see, you don't like a Weasley near you is that it?"

"Weasley or not, you annoy me."

"Why? I'll screw off after you answer me."

Aren sighed and looked him straight in the eyes. "Honestly? You're annoying, you act all high and mighty it makes me sick."

"High and mighty? and you don't?"

"I'm gonna be late, I have to go, Weasley." Aren started to head out to his class, already annoyed since it was Snape's.

"Hey!" Just as he escaped he felt a hand pulling him towards another chest. Aren was quick to react, switching their positions. Fred has now backed up the wall with Aren blocking him.

Aren unconsciously put his right leg between Fred's legs and leaned closer to Fred, enough for Fred to know how close they are. Aren seemed to either not care or not notice.

kinda smutty but not smutt

"I don't like repeating myself, Weasley. Do you really wanna know why I don't like you? It's because you're a fucking whore."

Ba-dump.

"You act like a kid who wants to taste every chocolate in the store."

Ba-dump.

"I bet you annoy everyone for attention."

Ba-dump.

"You're such a fucking slut."

Ba-dump.

Ba-dump.

Ba-dump.

Ba-dump.

Fred was pretty sure he was all red now. All he could think about was Aren's mouth saying 'slut' and 'whore', his breath against his, and his mind starting to fog with lust. Was he in heat or something?

Fred was pretty sure he wasn't into these kinds of things. He was a dom, right? He fucked with plenty of girls and a few guys and he had never felt like this ever before.

"Are you seriously turned on by this?" Aren asked disgust (and shock?) threaded in his tone.

"what? What the fuck are you talking about?" Fred pushed him away and brushed his hair back with his fingers.

Aren lifted his right brow and pointed at Fred's growing bulge. He looked at his left hand and scowled. "Now I'm late, great job Weasley. You should go and take care of... That." Aren faked disgust and walked to the dungeons.

Fixing his tie since it was getting stuffy and hot for him. His pants tightened.

end of the kinda smut

Aren took his usual sit next to his friends at the Great Hall. Aren greeted his friends and started grabbing his dinner. He wasn't listening to his friends' bickers, only listening when he heard his name.

"Aren's been flirting with Freddie~"

Aren sighed and sat again next to Blaise. "Quit making fun of him, Lucas" Blaise replied, making their friends laugh.