PEACHY POTTER

Pairing: James Potter x reader

Universe: Harry Potter; Marauders Era

Type: SMUT and fluff

Prompt: Casual talk during sexual activities

Request: Nah

Warning: Mentions of sex, actual sex, mentions of drinking, and porn ??

Song: none

Word Count: 2749

A/N: I just think casual talk during sex is so common and lowkey important and I thought it was something cool to write about.

“No, actually I was thinking of getting something downtown. You know? ahh, fuck…” a low moan escaped her mouth from the feeling James gave her.

With a chuckle, the hazel eyed boy looked up at the girl. Rolling her eyes she smiled at him. Speaking between her legs to let his warm breath send chills through her body.

“We can go to a bar or simply walk around. Sounds like a plan.” He could see the way she gripped her shirt. How she let out a quiet breath out with the arousal of his head between her thighs.

“We can buy cheap liquor and drink some here? Go to a Japanese restaurant for sushi? You call it.” [y/n] bit her lip a bit harshly.

James lips found themselves lightly kissing her folds, a few licks and a soft suck on them. Simply making her arch her back a bit and moan.

[y/n] began to laugh, something she did when she was feeling good. Returning the laugh, James stopped to look at the girl laid in front of him.

“What even is sushi?” He asked simply as he kept sucking lightly. His gaze never leaving her face. The way her mouth opened to let inaudible moans and her bottom lip becoming held by her upper teeth.

“Please. I’m pretty sure you know what it is by now.” James just continued to chuckle making the girl moan louder. “You’re doing it on purpose, you ass.” [y/n] spoke looking at him.

“Perhaps… all I know is that you’re close.” She nodded as she watch him latch his mouth to her lower region.

“How was work?” She asked resting her head on the folded arms behind her. “Nothing big, apparently a raid. How about you? New potions?”

As much as she wanted to agree, all she could do was grip the hem on her shirt that settled just below her breasts.

“Girls gone wild?” She spoke with a smile as she moaned feeling James’ tongue lick her folds, carefully. “Huh?” He asked furrowing his eyebrows in a questioning way before concentrating on making her cum.

“Showing them titties.” She softly said raising her shirt to where James just laughed, his hands going from her thighs to her breasts. “Sometimes I wonder where you learn this at.”

[y/n] just laughed, running her fingers through his hair. “I’m half, remember. I go one week to visit my muggle cousins and most things they talk about with their friends is sex.”

Kneading her breast softly, James rested his head on her, just to look at her eyes. “I used to get my information from Sirius, but I think we all need to get it from you.”

Sticking her tongue out and shaking her head, [y/n] gripped the sheets as James’ head dipped back down, leaving kisses on the clit.

Her legs began to shake once she felt his lips leaving pecks on her thighs. “I think you’re ready, darling.” He whispered kissing her thighs once more with open mouth kisses.

Licking from her thigh to the clit, James licked it and soon found himself sucking at it. Every soft suck making [y/n] shake and wither as he held tightly to her exposed hips. If it wasn’t for her burgundy shirt, she might as well be naked.

James loved seeing his girl this way. He loved seeing her shake due to his mouth, to what he learned she liked his tongue to do, what she felt with his lips wrapped around her, especially he loved seeing her cum without shame. Letting her cum rest on his lips and on the sheets the two found themselves on top of.

Without a loud scream, [y/n] smiled after releasing for him- because of him. James just smirked as he settled besides her.

“I wonder who made you shake like that.” He spoke softly, the same cocky smirk on his lips. Leaning down a bit to kiss her lips, James happily sighed.

“Want the fingers, baby?” He sheepishly asked, leaving kisses down her neck. [y/n] nodded, not daring to open her eyes. “Use your words, [y/n].” His hand began traveling down her half exposed body, just to reach the same place he had recently caused pleasure in. “Please.”

Slowly he let a finger inside her while [y/n] rested her head on his thigh. “What movie do you want to watch?” She asked as he let in his other finger in.

Slowly pumping, James shrugged looking at her eyes. “I don’t know. Some indie films or international. I don’t know many.” Kissing her cheek. He quickened his pace.

His fingers moving somewhat in and out of her, enough to cause low moans to escape her lips. “The dreamers?” She suggested, grabbing and taking a sip of the bottle of hibiscus flavored water she had made earlier.

“Fuck no.” He said looking at the way his fingers moved inside of her. “You’re just mad because Theo looks like Severus.”

James didn’t hate the guy just because he was obsessed with Lily- he hated Severus because he was just as bad as the prejudice Slytherins who became death eaters. He hated him for the way he called lily a ‘mudblood’, for how he talked shit about Remus despite him being the only one who didn’t bother him, and for the toxic friendship he used to have with [y/n]- the one that almost cost them not being together.

“Fine, How abo- fuck me!” She cut herself out feeling James’ fingers deep inside of her. Moving at faster rate to make her cum faster.

James just chuckled nodding. “Soon.” She rolled her eyes with a smirk plastered on her lips. “We can go to the old cinema. You know the one that plays almost every movie.”

“We could. What do you want to eat? Other than me, I’m delicious- I know, but I’m not a choice.” His cocky mannerism came back making her laugh. “Bummer. I really wanted a piece of that ass.”

Her hand had reached down to give it a squeeze. James just laughed as he leaned down to kiss her lips.

As he pulled away to give her a few last pumps, massaging her clit with his thumb, James smiled seeing [y/n] close her eyes as she quietly came.

Giving her a few minutes before wiping his fingers on the fabric of his underwear; James sat against the bed frame while she sat up to look at him.

“Scoot to the corner, lover boy.” She said standing to go to the kitchen. “Do you want a coke or?” She yelled as she looked at the fridge filled with mainly drinks and barely any food.

“Mango juice!” James yelled from the room as he took out her caramel hard candy. [y/n] was already at the door as she handed him the drink, taking the candy from his hand.

Popping the caramel in her mouth as she settled on the floor- [y/n] looked at her boyfriend with nothing big love and admiration whilst he drank his juice.

“Hey cutie, mind giving me your number?” She asked jokingly as she finished her candy. Capping the bottle- he shrugged. “Sorry, I have a girlfriend.” He said pulling down his underwear as the two laughed. “Bullocks. Maybe next time.”

Grabbing his erect penis, [y/n] licked along the shaft. A low groan escaped his lips. Her knees sinking into the soft white rug. “I was talking to Remus about this during lunch?” She spoke, stroking him slowly.

“You giving me head?” He asked while he continued to take a sip of his drink. A grunt escaping as she kissed the head. “Kinda, we came across the sex shop on our way to the french restaurant- and you know how they play porn on the television by the window, so you know cliche porn sex talk and I just scoffed. Told him we don’t do that and he agreed.”

James just laughed running his hand through her hair as she kept kissing his penis. “So when we got to the restaurant and got a table outside I told him we sometimes have casual talk while at it. He didn’t believe me because he just remembers that time he heard us the first time.” James laughed louder making her laugh too.

“He’s a little shit though, he was imitating you when we were there. I really thought he was the innocent one and then he started laughing while I tried to cover my face- I felt like I was there with Sirius.” James just kept laughing as she did.

Taking him in her mouth, [y/n] tried taking him whole in her mouth- small gag being heard. “Shh, it’s okay. Don’t rush, do you want the numbing spray?” She shook her head as he caresses her cheek. “No, anyways- oh yeah! He got the job!” She spoke with enthusiasm while stroking him.

“Really?!” James asked letting a moan escape his lips as she sped up. “Yeah! In my department, the boss said that as long as he takes his wolfsbane and only misses four days- which you know doesn’t take him much to recover from- he was going to be fine!” James smiled seeing her excitement.

“We should throw him and Sirius a small gathering! You know how I said he finally wanted to lay low- well he got a job as an auror!” [y/n] smiled looking at him happy for their friends.

“James! We need to celebrate! God these are such good news, we can invite the girls and the guy, have some food, and board games! Tomorrow night?” She asked to which he nodded.

“Then we need to go buy groceries tomorrow morning. Hey, do you think I’m leading on Maxine?” He asked making her choke.

“I’m getting the spray.” James said trying to stand up, but she grabbed his thighs making him sit back down. “No, how so? Are you still taking the tea she brings you?” He shrugged nodding. “Kinda. She brings me muffins now and you know I can’t say no to muffins- specially chocolate chip.” James pouted as she looked at him while bobbing her head.

“Let me guess what you say. ‘Oh thank Merlin for you, love! I would die of hunger if it wasn’t for you, my guardian angel!’ Then yes. You’re leading her on and you’ll see me in your department making sure you don’t get a love potion one of these days.” James just laughed watching her as she placed her mouth around him again. Slowly bobbing her head up and down. His fingers running through her [h/c] locks. He didn’t push her head forward, but liked to hold her incase she gagged again. 

James threw his head back as he bit his lower lip. Her tongue swirling around him as she moved her head up and down with his hand preventing her hair from blocking her act. 

She felt him twitch in her mouth. That’s when she pulled away to stroke him as they continued to talk. “I’ll be the Marshall to your Lily and she’s be scooter.” James just crouched down to peck her lips before she continued to take him in her mouth.

“I promise I won’t take anything more and I’ll let her know you’re my only guardian angel and love.” James spoke making her bat her eyelashes at him before continuing her head bobbing.

With only a few minutes of silence from both of them; the noise of double decker busses, music, and their downstairs neighbors bickering was heard.

One last lick and a few fast bobs of her head, James had released all of his cum in her mouth. His loud groans making her feel heat between her legs.

Pulling away from him, [y/n] swallowed, wiping away the remains that rested on the tip. Standing up from the rug, the girl rid of the small pieces of trash that would gather from shoes.

The two walked to the living room just like they were. Turning the television on and switching through the channels. “Criminal minds?” James asked to which she shook her head.

“Friends.”

“How I met your mother.”

“Amores perros?”

[y/n] sat there thinking about the choice, it was between the movie or Reign. “Yeah, okay.” It was settled, with an ‘accio’ a few drinks had been gathered, along a bag of chips.

One would think that was it for the night, but as soon as James’ hands rested on her thigh and from the corner of her eye, [y/n] could see the boner that had grown whilst he thought of what position they would be in.

Crawling to his lap, [y/n] straddled the man in front of her, wrapping her arms around his neck and running her fingers through his hair. “You’re excited.” She spoke softly as she gave small kisses to his lips. “For you.” He said, cupping her thighs to lift her up a bit and with his left hand, the boy positioned himself before lowering the girl down.

Now his hands rested on the hem of her shirt, pulling it off- just like she did to him. Now both naked and tangled together, their lips connected and [y/n] began to move up and down on him.

Both began to moan against their kiss, James hands traveling from her thighs to her hips, to cup her cheeks in order to deepen the kiss. “Merlin, I adore you when you do this.” He whispered against her lips.

[y/n’s] lips forming an O as he licked the middle of her upper lip before kissing her again. Making her pace faster while softly grinding her hips to his in order to avoid hurting him.

Moans escaped her lips while James lips kissed her tender neck, making sure to leave bruises on it. James’ breath hitched in the back of his throat as she kept moving and down on him.

“Have you decided on what to get for dinner?” He asked kissing her collarbone. As she kept moving, [y/n] nodded. “Let’s go to a Korean barbecue.” She moaned out feeling a pit in her stomach begin to grow.

“Wonderful, love. Like you.” He panted with a groan escaping his lips. Nah that moment wanting to release, James began thrusting deep in her. Those thrusts making her moan louder than previously.

“Oh, fuck James!” Resting her head on the crook of his neck, [y/n] kissed his neck with open mouth kisses and constant small licks to it. “Alcohol or simple coke?” She panted while asking him as she moved her hips up and down his shaft just the way he moved the shaft inside of her.

“Both sound good, love. Maybe we can do rum and coke or micheladas, just like you like.” With a grunt against her chest as he held tightly to her, James kissed her again.

Looking at each other’s eyes, the two nodded knowing they were close. It was a rare occasion that they would cum at the same time. Some days she would first or he would, but this time it was both of them.

With a few last rough thrusts from both of them, James loudly grunted against her mouth barely breaking their kiss whilst releasing inside of her as she around him with a strangled moan.

James’ around were now around her, keeping her arms to her sides while her head rested against his bare sweaty chest.

They stayed in that position for a while in order to calm themselves a little bit. “Remind me to go to the farmers market for groceries tomorrow.”

Standing up the two grabbed their remaining clothes ready to just drop them in the hamper. “Will you make me lunch tomorrow? Please! You don’t want me to get food Maxine again do you?” He asked as she sat on the toilet. Might be odd for beginners but one must pee in order to avoid UTI’s.

Turning on the hot and cold water keys to set the shower, James turned to look at her. Forming her fingers in devil horns whilst sticking her tongue out. Resulting in James rolling his eyes.

“Go eat lunch with Sirius and Frank.” James just laughed hopping inside.

“Hurry up, love. Maybe we can go for ground three before heading downtown.” With a laugh, the girl bit her lower lip.

prompt: you always knew fred would be a great dad and every day he exceeds your expectations

pairing: dad! fred x mom! reader

warnings: pregnancy, hospitals, children (yes, children is a warning), mild language, suggestion and brief mention of sex, thunderstorm, fear of thunder/rain.

word count: 6.2k

author’s note: THIS BITCH SO LONG IM SO SORRY this is the last installment of the 60s writing challenge!! thank you to everyone who has tuned in!!

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It was laughable; the way Fred stared at your large pregnant belly with eyes full of anticipation, hands placed on either sides of it, waiting for your child to kick at his hands. You giggled as he gently whispered to your protruding stomach, “Come on, little one. It’s your daddy. Give us a little kick, yeah?” Your stomach remained still as he lightly groaned, only making you laugh. “This child already likes keeping me on my wit’s end,” he grumbled before kissing your belly. “I’m just teasing,” he whispered again to the bump. “I love you so much.”

You brush your fingers through Fred’s hair, him sighing as you do. Fred had been so darling over the past nine months of your pregnancy. He found more staff for the joke shoppe to take over the early morning shifts and the night shifts so he could spend those hours taking care of you, helping around the house, and preparing for the baby’s arrival. You were always Fred’s number one priority, but that was set in stone after you became pregnant. He would literally drop anything if you even murmured that you needed something. Fred would wake up first and get your prenatal vitamins ready for you to drink with a large glass of water, he’d make breakfast, clean the kitchen, and only then would he wake you up. You had to admit, you could get used to living like this. But alas, you were past your due date and the baby was expected any day now.

“She loves you too, Freddie,” you tell him as you prop yourself up on your elbows, getting a better look at your husband who still rubs his hands over your stomach, searching for your unborn baby’s feet.

Fred looks up at you with questioning eyes. “She?” Fred could honestly care less about the sex of his child, as long as the baby was healthy. That’s all he could truly ask for. But secretly, deep down, Fred wanted a little girl, a princess. Someone who could be his princess since he had already found his queen.

You smiled with a shrug, “I have a feeling. I know it’s supposed to be a surprise, but when you know you know, don’t you?”

With that, against the skin of your stomach, pressed against Fred’s hand is two large kicks. Fred’s eyes widen as he sits up, feeling his child kick against his hands as the two of you laugh. Fred smiles wide and says, “Is that a sign?” he stares up at you with excited eyes as you cover your mouth laughing with glee. “Is that right, baby? A little girl?” he whispers to your belly, earning another two strong kicks as the two of you laugh out with delight. “A little princess and a strong one at that!” he cheers. “We’ve got a little football player on our hands, don’t we? Well, too bad, because your daddy is going to teach you all about quidditch.”

pairing: prince!fred x princess!reader word count: 2.4k warnings: cursing, mentions of meals/food, arranged marriage, enemies to lovers a/n: hello friends! happy valentine’s day!!💛the long awaited part two is here and i hope you all enjoy!😊bonus points if you catch the subtle hp references in this chapter hahaha thank you to @spacexcowgirl​ for beta reading, i love you dearly!! you can read part one here

summary: Prince Frederick Weasley of Burrow was a twin, but unfortunately, at least in his mind, he was born the eldest twin, meaning it was his duty to inherit the kingdom. Since the young age of ten, Fred knew that he was to marry Princess Y/N Y/L/N of Diagon, and over the years they’ve both come to dread the day. With the eve of their wedding closely approaching, their disdain for each other begins to worry their respective families. However, there is a very fine line between love and hate.

Y/N awoke the next morning and immediately recounted the previous day’s events; she could feel the puffiness in her face and eyes from the tears shed after her Mother left her room. She had hoped that their conversation would go differently, but it was done and there was nothing left she could say regarding the matter.

A sharp knock on Y/N’s chamber door had her jumping up and crossing the room faster than her feet would carry her. She stumbled a bit, almost crashing into the door before pulling it open, only to see the most peculiar sight.

Frederick Weasley, with his siblings stood behind him, although George was standing rather close so that he could pinch his brother’s ear.

“Well,” Ginny goaded, “go on then, you arse.”

A/N: Hello loves! This also turned out a little emotional which is really not the direction I had planned for this imagine but whatever! Also this was once again written at crackhead hours but what can you do? As always please give me feedback if you want and remember my messages are open for requests or just if you need someone to talk to :))

Request: @iulia001 4 and 68 with Fred?

Prompts: “get out I’m naked!” (#4) and “shit when did you get hot?” (#68)

Triggers: Cursing

Word Count: 1,998

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It was a rough match. The Quidditch pitch had been frosted over from the December snow, and harsh winds had made clear vision a struggle. When you combined the weather with Slytherin’s less-than-savory behavior, we really didn’t have a chance. But that wouldn’t stop me from blaming the loss on myself. That was how I found myself here, still showering in the Girl’s Changing rooms two hours after the match. I turned off the water and sighed. I couldn’t avoid my team forever. I knew exactly where I would find them - drowning their sorrows in the sixth year Boy’s Dormitory. 

    I stepped out of the showers and cursed as I scanned the Changing Room for towels and saw none. And my wand was in the co-ed room. Great. And I thought this day couldn’t get any worse. I was just deciding on making a quick dash for my wand when the door to the girl’s changing room burst open. 

“Oi, Y/L/N, are you trying to drown-” Fred Weasley’s words fell out of his mouth as he smirked down at me. “Shit, Y/L/N, when did you get hot?” he said, crossing his arms and leaning against the door. “Get out I’m naked!” I shouted, my cheeks turning red. I attempted to cover myself while throwing the nearest thing I could find  - which happened to be my bra - at him. “Turn the fuck around!” I shouted. 

“You know, I was enjoying the view. It wasn’t much of a problem for me,” he said. Nonetheless, he turned around and faced the door. 

“You’re such an arse,” I said, fuming. 

“Me? Really? I’m wounded Y/L/N. And to think I came in here to check on you and bring you your wand.” 

“My wand?” I asked, perking up.

“Yup, I got it right here. I was planning on giving it to you too, but since you were so rude to me, I think I’ll hang on to it.” 

“Are you fucking kidding me Weasley?” 

“Nope,” he said, popping the “p.”

“Give it back to me,” I said sternly.  

“Ask me nicely.” 

“Are you serious? No.” 

“Please may I have my wand back my favourite person in the world.” 

“I hate you.” 

“I’m waiting,” Fred said in a sing-song voice. I huffed. 

“Please may I have my wand back my favourite person in the world,” I said, lacing my voice with distain and sarcasm. 

“That wasn’t so hard was it,” he said, tossing my wand over his head. I snatched it out of the air and quickly summoned a towel. 

“Now out Weasley. Now,” I said sternly as I wrapped the towel around myself. 

“Sorry,” he said turning around. “No can do.” 

“And may I ask why not?” I said, attempting to stay calm. 

“Katie and Alicia assigned me to Y/N watch. They think you’re gonna try to off yourself after this disaster of a match.” 

“That’s fucking ridiculous,” I said, scoffing. “And did I say you could turn around?” He shrugged his shoulders. 

“I may have exaggerated a little bit. But, they did mention the possibility of self-destructive and rash behavior.” I snorted. “I’ve also been told to retrieve you for the pity party currently going on in Oliver’s dorm.” I groaned. 

“Fine, I’ll meet everyone up there.” 

“Noo, Katie and Alicia made it quite clear that I was to make sure you get there.” 

“Fred this is fucking ridiculous, just go.” He just looked at me and sat down stubbornly. I groaned again. “Fine. Please at least leave so I can change.” He turned around and faced the door again. I huffed and changed quickly. I knew arguing with him would only mean spending more time with him.

    We left the changing rooms and walked up to Gryffindor Tower. I was fuming. I knew Katie and Alicia had sent him just to get on my nerves, and boy was it working. I did not like Fred Weasley. In fact I hated him. I suppose my hatred had begun two years ago. Before the incident, Fred and I had been best friends. That is, until he broke my arm during a game of Quidditch one summer at the Burrow. The broken bone wasn’t the end of our friendship. In fact, Mrs. Weasley had fixed my bone herself in about six minutes. Our friendship ended right after, when Fred refused to talk to me for months. After he started to talk to me again, I was too hurt and confused to respond. He had shut me out and hurt me, and I hadn’t been ready to accept him back into my life. Eventually, he didn’t even talk to me. He just pulled pranks on me with George and joked around. I don’t really know where all my hate comes from. Actually scratch that, I know exactly where it comes from. It comes from old pain that never went away, because I had been in love with Fred at the time, and he shut me out. I just didn’t like to admit that part.

“So Y/L/N,” Fred said, breaking me out of my daze. “Care to clue me in on these ‘self-destructive behaviors’ Katie and Alicia mentioned?” 

“Not really,” I said. “Actually Weasley, I’d rather not talk at all.”

“And why is that?” he asked, waggling his eyebrows. “Is there something else you’d rather do?”

“Yes, I’d rather kiss the giant squid, take a Potions exam, die…” I said sweetly. He chuckled. 

“You can try to resist me all you want, Y/L/N, but I’ll get you,” he said stretching his arms. I gagged and was saved from having to respond by the Fat Lady.

“Password?” she asked.

“Amor secretus,” I responded. I climbed through the portrait hole quickly, hoping to leave the red-head behind me. I cursed under my breath when I turned and saw him following me up the spiral staircase. A cheer greeted us when I opened the door to the sixth year Boy’s Dormitory.

“There are the lovebirds!” Alicia said, slurring slightly. 

“You guys we gone for quite a while,” said George waggling his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes and went to sit with Alicia and Katie.

“Thank you guys,” I said. “For making tonight so much worse than I thought it could get.” Alicia rolled her eyes and Katie pouted. They dropped their voices as the rest of the team engaged in a rant about the dirty tactics of the Slytherin team. 

“So really nothing happened?” Katie asked.

“Of course, what did you think would happen if you forced me to spend time with someone I hate?” 

“Oh I don’t know, you guys would hook up, realize you’re in love with each other…” Alicia said pointedly. 

“Good Lord Alicia shut the fuck up.” 

“Alrightie, clearly we’ve touched a nerve. But Y/N don’t you see that he’s been in love with you for two years.” Katie said as she looked at me.

“He’s not in love with me Katie, he wants to fuck me. That’s a big difference.” I stood up and walked out of the room, despite Katie and Alicia’s quiet protests. I didn’t care. I was not in the mood for this tonight. I walked up the dorm’s spiral staircase, to the very top. “Lumos,” I whispered, casting light over the window that was always kept ajar. I pushed it all the way open, and crept out the window. The Gryffindor tower roof was the best place to think at night. I climbed out into the cool winter air and took a deep breath. The cold burned my lungs. It cleared my head as I looked at the stars. 

    Why was I so upset? Deep down, I knew it wasn’t because of the match anymore. I had actually been playing a great game, until Marcus Flint decided to sic the two Slytherin beaters on me. I mostly blamed Toby Somper, who had been our substitute Seeker (since Harry had landed himself in the Hospital Wing again). That left Fred. God, why did he still bother me like this. Lots of guys were horny. I had definitely dealt with other guys hitting on me just because they wanted to hook up. So why was Fred different? Why did it bother me so much? “Fuck” I said, as tears sprung to my eyes. 

“Y/N?” said a soft voice from the window below me. 

“Shit,” I said under my breath, as Fred clambered onto the roof. 

“What do you want Weasley?” I said, wiping my eyes on my sleeve. 

“I wanted to see if you were alright,” he said looking down as he sat next to me. 

“Well clearly, I’m doing great,” I said sarcastically. “So you can go now.” He didn’t say anything, just sat next to me in silence. 

“Why do you hate me Y/N,” he said suddenly, looking at me. I stared at him, and felt anger bubble to my surface again. 

“Maybe because we were best friends until you decided I wasn’t good enough for you or something. Maybe because you broke my heart.” Just as quickly as it had come, I felt the anger disappear. Then I was just left with a heavy weight in my chest. “I don’t hate you Weasley. But seeing you just reminds me of everything that happened, and it still hurts. It hurts,” I said, meeting his eyes. Then he leaned in and kissed me. And for some god damn reason, I kissed him back. To my surprise, he broke the kiss. He looked at me in disbelief. 

“You kissed me back,” he said. I groaned and looked away. 

“Well, don’t expect it to ever happen again.” 

“Why not?” he said, touching my hand. I slid my hand away. 

“Because I still don’t like you Weasley.” 

“That kiss seemed to say otherwise,” he said. “So why not?” 

“Maybe because I still care about you for some stupid reason, despite all that’s happened between us, despite all of our history, while all you want is a hook-up buddy.” 

“God you’re thick,” he said, groaning. 

“Excuse me?” 

“How could you not know that I’m in love with you,” he said looking away from me for the first time. “It’s pretty bloody obvious.” I looked at him with disbelief etched onto my face. 

“You’re in love with me?” I asked in a small voice. He sighed. 

“Why do you think I volunteered to go get you after the match? Why do you think that I spend an unholy amount of time annoying you? Why do you think I didn’t know how to talk to you after I broke your arm two years ago?” 

“Well - I um -” I stuttered. “Fred this is absurd, you aren’t in love with me.” 

“Oh really?” he said, his eyes burning. “You always wear red on Mondays because you think it will make the first day of the week a little bit brighter. Your best friends are Katie and Alicia, but you’ll go to Katie for everyday troubles and Alicia for more serious issues. Your favorite shop in Hogsmead is Zonko’s, but you spend more time in Honeyduke’s because you have an unholy addiction to Sugar Quills and sometimes Chocolate Frogs. You’re favorite book Wizard Thieves because you think the characters are amazingly written even if the plot can be a little dry at times. Also you-” he broke off, looking over at me, where my mouth was hanging open. “Well, you get the point.” 

“I just…well I…” I trailed off, unable to find words. I grabbed his hand back. “Well, it might please you to know that I’m in love with you too,” I said shakily, looking into his eyes. They lit up like a little kid’s. 

“You mean it?” he asked.

“I do,” I said, closing the gap between our lips. He smiled into the kiss.

“You said that would never happen again,” he said grinning from ear to ear.

Warnings // 3.8k // SMUT 18+, Assassin!Reader, murder, character death, assassins, blood, sex, body worship, use of word whore once, happy ending??, praise kink.

A/N // this is a part two to Assassini, one of my all time fav smuts to write. for those who haven’t played the assassins creed games for context the templars are like the bad guys and sworn enemies of the assassins, hopefully that should provide some context.

Days away from him and you were still shaken. Every moment you had alone you felt yourself yearning for his very touch, to breathe in the sultry scent of him and have his lips against your skin. Professionalism was thrown out of the door the second he was between your legs and yet you continued to do what he told you. The days after your first encounter, you were showered with more money than you had ever seen in your whole life, enough coin and gold to last several lifetimes and despite your best instincts you stayed put, got on with doing your job. 

You were due a meeting with your previous contractor any minute now, waiting in one of the many rooms of the order’s headquarters for his arrival. You never considered yourself a great liar, your fallacies would usually hold enough merit to let you do your job, but this was different. You had never in all your years as an assassin lied about your contract, not even ones where your fellow order members had saved you, letting them reap the benefits. When the door opened to the room you found yourself swallowing thickly, closing your eyes for a moment to remind yourself what he had told you to do.