Smut Imagines

Diagon ally was peaceful, aside from a few night owls the streets were almost empty. You slightly pulled at your short skirt as you made your way towards the Weasley’s joke shop. The store looked dead but you knew how alive it really was. You quickly walked towards a side door, quiet music could already be heard. The music got louder as you walked further down the corridor. 

“You’re late.” You jumped slightly at the new voice, but relaxed when you saw the bouncer.

“I’m sorry Lee, lost track of time.” 

“Go get changed, you’re almost on.”

You nodded before making your way to the dressing room. What started out as a small side job had grown into a well-paying endeavor, resulting in you becoming the main event. Maybe it was the fact that your grandmother had been a vela, or maybe it had something to do with the well-known fact that you were the boss’ favorite, but whatever it was the crowd seemed to love it. The loud cheers already filled the place before you’d even gotten on the stage. As the music started playing, the fun began.

*

As you began making your way to the bar, you felt a hand grab your shoulder. A drunk, middle aged man lazily stood before you, swaying while he looked you up and down. 

“What’s a guy gotta pay to get a piece of a fine thing like you?” You groaned internally, though it had been made clear multiple times that you were only a dancer, you still had to deal with the kinds of people once in a while. 

“I’m not for sale. I only dance.” You tried walking away but the guy harshly grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards him.

“Listen you little whore. I’m a paying customer and I can do what I want. So quit being a bitch and show me that nice ass of yours.” 

“Let me go.” His hand made its way between your legs, pulling at your lace panties. “Stop it.” Begging only seemed to make it worse. Though the club was packed, no one seemed to notice, or they just didn’t care. Right as you’d given up any hope of getting away, the man was abruptly pulled away. A mop of red hair angrily dragged him to the exit. Fred pushed the man against the wall and yelled something at him before handing him over to Lee with a small nod. From near the stage, two other security guys followed Lee and the man outside, on their way to do God knows what with him.

“Are you alright?” You hadn’t even noticed Fred walking back towards you. His big hands wiped away some stray tears as he tucked a lock of hair behind your air. Not trusting your voice, you only nodded. “Come with me.” He ordered, clearly not convinced.

The two of you pushed through the crowd, making your way to the twins’ office. Once there, Fred locked the door behind you. For a moment he just stood there, hands pressed against the door.

“When will they learn?” He asked through gritted teeth.

“I’m sorry?” 

“They always do this. Do they honestly think they’re good enough for you? Good enough to put their hands on your magnificent body? To feel your tight cunt around their irrelevant dicks? To hear you scream their names, begging for release?” Your heart sped up as he walked closer to you, you tried to step back but you hit his desk. One of his hands caressed your cheek while the other snuck around your waist. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t dreamed about this moment, Fred was the last thing you thought about before falling asleep, and the first thing that entered your mind in the morning. But you were his employe, surely there were rules against this. 

“What are you talki-” He cut you off, placing a sloppy kiss to your collarbone and working his way up.

“I gotta make them see who you belong to.” He whispered in your ear. He paused for a moment, making you whine softly. “Tell me you don’t want this and I’ll back off.” His hand was now dangerously close to your breasts, you could feel his growing erection pressing against your leg. You could hardly contain your moans as he lightly sucked on your neck. 

“Please,” You huffed, lacing your fingers through his hair. “I need you.” This was all the encouragement he needed as he smashed his lips on yours. The kiss was frantic, as if you needed each other to breathe. Your hands fumbled with his belt while he pulled your panties down. His pants were only halfway down when you grabbed his pulsing cock, pumping it slightly as you lowered yourself to your knees. You licked a long stripe across the base of his dick before taking him in all at once. Your hands cradled his balls while you kept sucking, his loud moans encouraging you to keep going. He grabbed a fistful of your hair, face-fucking you for a bit before dragging you up. 

“Get on the desk.”

“Yes sir.” You purred, lifting up your skirt. His fingers slowly slid up your leg towards where you needed him most. 

“So wet.” He smirked, circling your clit. “Who’s it for?”

“It’s all for you, sir.” You moaned as he pushed a finger inside you.

“You’re such a good girl. So ready for me.” He added a second finger, speeding up his pumps as he kept massaging your clit with his thumb. “You want my thick cock inside of you, darling?”

“Mhm yes.”

“You need to beg, sweetheart.”

“Please, sir. I need you deep inside me. Please fuck me.” He grinned before turning you around and pushing you down onto the desk. Agonizingly slow he pushed his cock inside of you. You had to grab hold of the desk to keep you from crying out. His hands grabbed your hips as he sped up his pace, practically hammering you into the desk. Moans started escaping from your lips, no matter how hard you tried, trying to stay quiet was futile.

“Scream my name, baby. Let everyone know who you belong to.”

“Ugh, Fred.” You moaned, making him fuck you even harder. His name fell from your lips as a mantra. A knot started forming in your stomach, you could feel your body tingling as your orgasm approached.

“Come on, darling. Cum for me.” One of his hands made their way to your front, toying with your clit again. The pleasure was too much, your whole body trembled as you came all over his dick. Fred followed soon after, shooting his seed deep inside you. After a few lazy thrusts, he came to a stop, panting heavily. 

“That was...” You started as you turned back around.

“Wow.” He laughed. The two of you stood in awkward silence for a while before Fred raised his hand to your face once more. He softly stroked your hair as he lightly kissed you on the forehead. “I know we’re kinda going in the wrong order but would you like to go on a date with me?” 

“I’d love to,” you smiled. “but I have to warn you, I never have sex on the first date.”