Double Trouble (Weasley Twins x Male Reader)
Summary: Sneaking out with the twins at night didn’t exactly turn out the way y/n expected, but he’s not complaining
Pairing: Top! Weasley Twins x Bottom! Male Reader
Warnings: Smut, Unprotected sex, Threesome
Requested but i can’t tag them for some reason
"Hey, y/n!" Fred called out, speeding up to catch up with the boy in front of him.
"Yes, Fredrick?" Y/n replied in a teasing tone.
"You see, George and I were thinking about wreaking some havoc tonight, as usual. You want in?" The red haired Gryffindor asked, placing his arm on his friend's shoulder.
Y/n stopped walking, thinking to himself. Wandering around the castle at night with Fred and George was always loads of fun. They had given the Marauders Map to Harry the year before and now it was a bigger risk, which made it much more exciting. As much as y/n wanted to wander around the mysterious castle and evade Filch's capture, he had a test to study for in transfiguration the next morning.
"I probably shouldn't. If I fail this test my mom and dad are going to kill me. I'll probably get a howler." Y/n shook his head.
"Oh come on. You'll be fine. It's not as much fun without you." George walked up behind the pair, putting his arm on y/n's other shoulder.
Y/n sighed, shaking his head, "Okay, I'll go with you."
Fred and George high-fived as y/n answered, "Meet us outside the common room at eleven o'clock."
Y/n nodded before walking quickly to his next class as not to be late. He smiled to himself as he thought of previous adventures around Hogwarts he had had with the Weasley twins. They had found almost every secret passage, room, and hallway that the castle had to offer. They even devised a game in third year that consisted solely of making a ruckus then running from Filch. That one had landed them in detention more times then they could possibly count.
Eleven o'clock rolled around and y/n was standing in front of the portrait of the fat lady, tapping his foot impatiently. He looked at his watch and sighed. He knew he should probably still be studying, but it was hard to say no to the gingers. Just as the clock hit eleven o two, the duo came crawling out of the portrait hole.
"Ah, glad you could make it." George smiled his usual cocky smile.
"Yeah, we thought you might actually stand us up." Fred added.
"Alright, where're we going?" Y/n asked, uncrossing his arms.
"C'mon, we'll show you." George placed his hand in the small of y/n's back, leading him.
It was mostly silent as they walked down the dark and empty corridors. Occasionally they'd have to hide and wait for a teacher to pass by before they continued walking. Fred was slightly ahead and stopped when he got to the end of the corridor on the seventh floor. Y/n looked confused. Suddenly there was a door there that he was sure he'd never seen before.
"I swear that has never been there before." Y/n spoke aloud, looking at the twins with confusion.
Without answering him, Fred opened the door, and George led y/n into the room. It was a room with nothing but a bed and some candle light. Y/n looked around, very confused at what he was seeing. Was this someone's room they were invading? He stopped in his tracks, attempting to stop George by holding onto his wrist tightly.
"Guys, I don't think we should be in here." Y/n told the two Weasley brothers with a tone of panic in his voice.
"This, my dear y/n, is the room of requirement." Fred sat on the edge of the bed, "It's a room that only shows up when you need it. Inside of it, will be what you need. No one else will be able to find it."
"Okay I'm confused." Y/n let go of George, walking over to the bed as well, "Why do you need a room with only a bed in it? I mean, you have beds already."
Fred looked up at George, smirking mischievously. Y/n glanced between the two, trying to read their facial expressions. It was hard to do when they both always had the same mischievous look on their faces. Y/n hit George's chest softly.
"Would one of you answer me?" He demanded.
"You're a bit slow today, aren't you? Why do you think we'd want you alone in a room with soundproof walls and a bed? Hmm? Use your head, sweetheart." Fred answered.
"Soundproof walls?" Y/n stuttered, "You two mean..."
"Yes, dear. I mean, only if it's okay with you." George sat down next to Fred, looking up at y/n as he stood in front of them.
Y/n bit his lip softly as he looked away from the twins. His cheeks were glowing red and he hoped they couldn't tell in the dim lighting. He had always had a secret crush on the twins, but they never seemed too interested in him. Then again, thinking back he remembered all the times that the two would stare at him in class and pass a note back and forth. He thought it was just a plan to prank him, but they never did. Y/n was already starting to get hard at the thought of what the duo might do to him.
"Yes." Y/n answered, "Please."
"That's my boy." George smirked, pulling y/n by his wrist over to the bed.
"Our, George. I'm here too." Fred reminded him.
"It's an expression, Freddie." George rolled his eyes.
"Whatever." Fred started unbuttoning his shirt, "Remember what mom always told us, George. Sharing is caring."
Y/n let out a giggle that turned into a moan as George kissed down his neck roughly. Fred started kissing the other side of y/n's neck, making his knees feel weak. George had already found his sweet spot and was using his teeth to nip at the sensitive area. Fred moved his mouth up to kiss y/n on the lips, tugging at the bottom of his sweater. They all separated momentarily so that y/n could take off his sweater and so George could unbutton his own shirt.
"Please, don't tease." Y/n whined as Fred ran his tongue over his nipple, eliciting a string of moans.
"Yeah, I'm running out of patience too." George replied, undoing his belt.
Fred did the same and y/n ridded himself of the rest of his clothing. The twins finished stripping as well and pushed y/n on the bed, face down. Fred grabbed a bottle of lube from the pocket of his jeans that were laying on the ground. Y/n laughed to himself.
"Do you just carry that around all the time?" He asked, moving his head so he could see.
"No. Just on special occasions." Fred teased, pulling y/n's hips up and spreading his legs more.
George came around to the other side, keeling on the bed in front of y/n. The boy pushed himself up with his hands, knowing what George wanted. Behind him, Fred had dripped some of the lube onto his hole and was starting to push a finger in. Y/n winced at first but let his body relax so it wouldn't hurt as much. George was getting impatient and he put his tip to y/n's lips. He gladly accepted it, taking George into his mouth. It was bigger than he had expected.
"Merlin, he's so tight, George." Fred struggled to insert a second finger.
"I doubt he will be once we're done with him." George answered, grabbing onto y/n's hair.
The room suddenly felt ten degrees hotter as Fred started thrusting his fingers faster. Y/n was moaning around George's dick, sending vibrations through it. George was desperate for more. He wanted to start fucking y/n's mouth, but he knew he wouldn't last long like that so he let y/n set the pace. The pace wasn't very much at all. Y/n was having a hard time doing much of anything except moan and occasionally bob his head.
Fred slipped his third finger in, making sure that y/n was worked open enough that it wouldn't be too painful. After a few thrusts with all three fingers inside, Fred decided that y/n was ready. He removed his fingers and grabbed the bottle of lube, coating his now aching cock in it. Fred sighed in pleasure as he pushed all the way in.
"You're sucking me right in, baby." Fred chuckled, slapping y/n's ass.
Y/n let out a loud moan, taking George out of his mouth with a line of spit dripping from his lips. He gripped onto the bedsheets tightly, burying his face in the bed. George gripped onto y/n's hair, pulling him back up and putting his cock inside the boy's mouth.
"I didn't say you could stop, did I?" He asked, starting to thrust his hips.
"No." Y/n tried to speak but all that came out was a whimper.
George kept his grip on y/n's hair as he slid in and out of his mouth slowly. Fred was speeding up his thrusts, making y/n moan around his brother's dick constantly. George could already feel himself twitching from the pleasure. Fred was now setting a steady pace as he fucked into y/n roughly. George followed his tempo, making y/n gag like crazy.
The twins were starting to get close and y/n could tell. He used one of his hands to reach down and pump his own cock in his hand. His body was shaking at the added pleasure.
"Fuck, I'm so close." George growled.
"Me too." Fred responded, snapping his hips faster, "You gonna cum too, baby?"
"Uh huh." Y/n stroked himself faster, feeling his orgasm approaching quickly.
That was all it took to throw George over the edge, spilling his cum into y/n's mouth. Y/n came next, falling face down into the mattress as soon as George pulled out of his mouth. Fred gave one last thrust before he came deep inside y/n. He rode out his orgasm, making y/n scream from the sensitivity.
“He’s too fucked out to go for round two. We might break the poor thing.” George chuckled, ruffling y/n’s hair.
“Hmm, that’s too bad. I guess we’ll have to do this again sometime.” Fred replied, grabbing y/n’s clothes off of the ground and starting to dress him, “C’mon, babe. Cant stay in here all night.”
“But I’m tired.” Y/n protested.
“We’ll carry you. Now come on sleepyhead. Put in some effort.” George laughed, buttoning his pants back up.
