The Heart of Twin (Fred Weasley x reader, George Weasley x reader)

Chapter 16

(Y/N) laughed too "Indeed! It was amazing George."

"Glad you enjoyed it" He winked at her.

(Y/N) also realised something. "You know I didn't think of Fred the entire time, it was you I wanted, and I'm not sure how to feel about that" she said honestly.

George looked surprised "Really? You only thought of me?" he said "I thought you only got into it so much was because you were thinking of him."

(Y/N) shook her head "No honestly, I only wanted you and I still do. I really do love you, George."

George looked at her with a tenderness that took her breath away, emotion filled his eyes "I know you will always love Fred" he said matter of factly "That's something I understand, I don't want you to forget about him but I'm glad you want to be with me, I love you too very much."

"Thank you, I think we are good together. I wasn't expecting your dominant side to come out" she said teasingly.

George grinned "Well I know you like that stuff."

Of course, he did how could he not the twins always shared everything, and besides he knew it was her idea for that adult section in the shop. "Sometimes I do" she said honestly "but I like tender softness to, I like both! But you don't have to do that stuff for me."

"No, I like it and if you know... want to do that other kinky stuff I want you to know that I am up for it" He looked excited, hungry almost, he really meant it. "I mean we don't have to" he added hurriedly misinterpreting her silence "I know it was yours and Fred's thing, so I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

(Y/N) put a finger to his lips "shhh, stop it. I do want to; I want to do that with you" George looked over the moon.

"Glad to hear it you little minx come here" and he grabbed her, she squealed, they were suddenly rolling round the bed kissing each other and they ended up fucking again. (Y/N) stayed the night and she slept really well.

She awoke the next morning to realise that was the first time she hadn't had a nightmare about Fred in years. She looked to her side and George had gone, she looked round worried then relaxed as she heard his voice by the door "relax I'm here I was just making us breakfast in bed" it was delicious, he was a good cook.

"You know" (Y/N) said thoughtfully "I slept amazing last night, that's the first time I haven't had a nightmare since Fred died. You made me feel safe" She looked at him with love.

He looked all choked up "You had nightmares too?" He spoke.

"Yes, it's a symptom of PTSD" she replied.

"Oh yes, I forgot about that, well its strange last night was the first time I haven't had a nightmare either since he died. How odd"

"Maybe it isn't, maybe we really are right for each other, the only ones that can comfort and understand each other" (Y/N) said.

George nodded "Yes, I think you're probably right, as long as we are together everything will be alright."

"Yes, it will" (Y/N) agreed. After breakfast was done, George was about to get up when she had a wicked thought in her mind, she was going to pleasure herself in front of him. She started to rub her clit over and over again opening her legs, showing herself off to him. His eyes widened for a second.

"What are you doing?" He said playfully.

"What does it look like fool?" She said laughing.

His eyes narrowed in mock outrage "How dare you!"

"I want you to watch me and I want to watch you" she said in excitement. His breathing quickened and his eyes filled with desire. He got on the bed next to her and started pumping his dick. They stared at each other as they worked on themselves moaning in excitement.

There was just something so erotic about it. (Y/N) worked faster and faster on herself and she started to writhe and moan, and George responded pumping his dick faster and faster and as (Y/N) came he couldn't hold it back any longer and he came squirting all over her body. "Wow" He exclaimed "I enjoyed that."

"I better get cleaned up" (Y/N) announced and she started to lick his cum off her and trailed her fingers through it then sucked it off nosily.

George watched her with excitement "Come here" He pulled her too him and they kissed "Let's do a 69" he said.

"Now you're talking" (Y/N) grinned and he ginned back.

"You're a dirty girl (Y/N), I like it" George said huskily. They lay next to each other top to tail, and she put started to pump his cock while he touched her pussy. They stared at each other the whole time while the intensity carried on building. Suddenly as if there had been a spoken command, they dived down on each other (Y/N) licked and sucked his cock furiously, while George worked his mouth over her clit, and folds her leg suspended up over his shoulder.

(Y/N) hummed against his cock and flicked the tip with her tongue, which made him start to thrust his cock deeper and deeper into her throat. She moved as close to him as possible wanting him to get as far into her as he could, she wanted him to choke her with it.

He responded by thrusting deeper and deeper till she was gagging, but this seemed to excite him more as he stuck his face and tongue deeper into her pussy, (Y/N) started to rub against him. They continued to build in rhythm when suddenly George thrusted so violently and rolled her on her back so he was on top of her face fucking her mouth, she could barely breathe, but she loved it and the whole time George hadn't broken contact with her pussy. Suddenly George came, a hot load of cum streaming down her throat, this sent her over the edge, and she came all over his face and in his mouth. She swallowed all his cum and he licked up her juices, they both fell apart spent.

"Now that" Said George "Was something else" And (Y/N) laughed.

After that their relationship continued to evolve. They could hardly keep their hands off each other. Sometimes the sex was wild, and other times they had more slow loving sex which was just as deeply exciting. (Y/N) realised that her and George were meant to be together, they had helped each other heal.

It had just taken time that was all, but she loved him and no longer compared him to Fred. Although she would always love Fred, and she missed him still, she didn't think of him as much she was entirety focused on her life with George now. They made each other happy, and they understood each other, they could talk about Fred with each other with complete understanding and trust. No one else would be able to understand them like they understood each other. In the end she spent so much of her time at Georges house that he asked her to move in, and she accepted.