Fic: Shiver and Shake, Fred/George, NC-17 Title: Shiver and Shake Author: Harleen harleen Pairings: Fred/George Word Count: 882 Rating: NC-17 Warnings: Twincest, PWP smut Disclaimer: I don't own them and no money is being made from this. Summary: Fred and George make their first night in their new flat a memorable one. Author's Notes: This is the sequel to The Upstairs Room. This has yet to have a beta, so please bear with any mistakes. I have done a thorough self-beta though. Cross posted at my journal and at various places.
George felt Fred push him back down onto the dirty old mattress in their new bedroom above what would be their shop, and then felt his twin's lips against his own. His own lips parted and he groaned as he felt their tongues sliding together, teasing each other, like a ritualistic dance.
It was then that George had a wonderfully evil idea.
Placing his hands on Fred's shoulders, he pushed up, flipping his brother over and straddling his hips. Grinning, he reached over and grabbed Fred's school tie, then looked down at his twin for a moment before taking the lube away from Fred.
Fred was too stunned to react as George took over, then he felt his wrists being pinned above his head. George was tying them together, making the knot secure but not to the point of cutting off his circulation.
He tried to glower up at his brother, but his erection pressing against George's betrayed him.
"My, my. What do we have here?" George asked, slowly running a fingertip down Fred's chest and stomach. "So hard for me already, aren't you?"
He was preening like the cat who got the cream as he pressed his body against Fred's, sliding down as his lips and tongue making a leisurely trail along the same path that his fingertip just had.
"Fuck..." Fred hissed, and George looked up for a moment.
"Soon, love. Want to play first," he stated before getting back to business.
George took his time, exploring every inch of Fred, going lower and lower at an agonizingly slow pace. Fred pulled at his bonds, wanting so much more, but George would look up every so often to remind Fred to be patient. Now, patience was far from Fred's strongest suit, but he wanted this more than anything.
When Fred felt George lick a long stripe up his cock, he couldn't hold back his moans any longer. He felt his brother's fingers brushing against his entrance, one of them slowly sinking inside as his twin took his cock into his mouth and began to suck.
"George..." Fred's voice was a low, throaty purr, and it sent a shiver up George's spine. George just wanted to be buried deep inside his twin, now. Adding a second finger, he brushed against the spot that he knew would drive Fred crazy, and groaned as Fred arched up, filling his mouth even more.
After making sure Fred was ready, he moved, gazing down at his twin as he removed his fingers. Shifting himself so that the tip of his cock was nudging against Fred's opening, he began to press inside, biting his lip at the sensation.
Fred looked so sexy all spread out for him like this, and the look in his brother's eyes was both wanton and angelic all at the same time.
"Gonna fuck you so hard, Fred..." he moaned, pulling out as far as he could stand before pushing back in again, causing Fred to buck his hips and cry out.
"George...please..." Fred sighed, and George looked at him.
"Beg me for it."
"Oh, God. George...fuck me...please! Fuck me!" Fred was pushing onto his twin's cock as hard as he could, trying to get as much of him as possible.
George let out a growl as he started fucking into Fred hard and fast, pounding him into that torn up mattress. They both felt so dirty and wicked, Fred tied up and at George's mercy, while George gave it to him roughly, just how they wanted it. They were both making noises that would put Muggle porn stars to shame, not caring about silencing charms since they were finally free to be as wild as they wanted to be.
George knew he was getting close, and his hand reached down between them, stroking Fred's cock in time with his thrusts. "That's it, Fred, love. Come for me. Need to hear you scream just for me."
That was all it took for Fred to lose it, his body beginning to shiver and shake as he came hard enough to see stars, the thick, sticky white strands covering George's hand and both their stomachs as he cried out George's name to the ceiling.
"Fuck, yeah...so good, Fred...you're so fucking good..." George couldn't hold back any longer, and joined his twin, his orgasm crashing over him as he came deep inside his brother before collapsing on top of him, his lips working on the hollow of Fred's neck as they both recovered.
After a minute, George looked at Fred softly as he untied his wrists, then bent down to give his brother a long, deep, passionate kiss. Fred returned the kiss eagerly, then moved to gaze at George.
"Love you, Fred," George said, pulling out of his brother with a wince before reaching over to grab the threadbare blanket, covering them both up with it and then taking his twin into his arms.
"Love you too, George," Fred responded, snuggling against his brother and sighing happily as they both drifted off to sleep, the promise of a whole new chapter of their lives ahead of them.