WARNINGS: smut mixed with fluff. unprotected sex ‘cause she on the pill, filthy filthy nasty disgusting smut. BUT ALSO SOFT SEX YASS, praise kink, slight edging, oral (both f and m receiving), fingering, p in v, breeding kink, size kink, kind of a switch situation, some sub Fred ;)) REWRITING SO THIS MIGHT CHANGE
summary: Freddie hopes he didn't take too long to please you.
WC: 4.5k
A/N: Hey everyone! I wrote this three years ago and reread it and I absolutely hate how terribly written it is. So I will be rewriting it and putting it back up soon. Apologies!!!
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I got an ask maybe 4 months ago asking me to write a fic where reader and fred are rivals and then they fuck but life's a bitch so I'm just getting to it now. Here u go lol. Made some changes so now the reader is a gryffindor chaser tho.
Warnings: smut, sub!fred, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kiddos)
"Weasley, you cunt!"
"Hey!"
"Not you, George. Sorry!" You shouted above the whooshing noises of the brooms around you. Fred zoomed past you.
"Not my fault you were in the way of a bludger!"
"It literally is your fault! Your job as a beater is to keep us safe, dipshit!"
"Oi! You two. Get your shit together before we lose!" Angelina shouted as she flew past.
You set one more glare Fred's way before flying off. Between bickering, dodging, and passing, Ravenclaw was catching up and close to winning as both seekers raced around the pitch in search for the Golden snitch.
As Potter seemed to spot the small golden ball, he flew past the two of you, and within a few minutes, the game was over.
Angelina pulled you aside after your team had celebrated, shoving a finger in your face.
“You and Fred need to get it together. If you kept arguing you could have distracted the other players and cost us our win.”
You rolled your eyes and batted her hand away.
"He's the one whos always being difficult, not me!"
Angelina scoffed, "You're both arseholes to each other. Get over yourselves. Either learn to cooperate or I'll be looking for a replacement chaser and beater." She turned away and walked off, you trailing frantically behind her.
"Ange!"
"Look," she turned back, "I love you both, but quidditch is important to me, and it could help me get an internship with the Montrose Magpies, I need to secure a win, or at least a well run team."
You paused for a second, then nodded.
"Yeah, alright, I'll talk to him later today after our celebration in the common room."
Angelina seemed to relax at that, clapping you on the shoulder than walking off to join the rest of the team.
You sighed, and made your way to Gryffindor common room.
..........................
Gryffindor's common room raged about with laughter, as food and shots of firewhiskey were shared (no one asked where that came from).
You took a deep breath, and walked quickly over to where Fred was standing.
"Hey."
He glanced over at you in distrust. "Hello?"
"How are you?"
"Fine, why?"
"No reason."
"Great."
"What's great?"
"You can leave me alone now is what's great."
You rolled your eyes.
"Look, Weasley, I was trying to be nice. Work things out so we could both stay on the team together."
"We wouldn't have anything to work out if you would get your head out of your arse for five minutes during our matches."
"Me? You're the one who keeps aiming bludgers at my head, you know you're supposed to aim them away, right? Or at least towards the other team, not someone on your own."
"They wouldn't nearly hit you if you weren't in the way!"
You barked out a laugh, "That's bullshit, I am perfectly fine with my job, or I would be if you weren't out to get me all the damn time!"
By this point, you were both attracting some attention, and Angelina dragged you away while Katie did the same with Fred.
"Both of you, knock it off."
You whipped your head around to look at her, "But I tried to make amends like you said, I even-"
"Leave it alone, plus, there's an issue in the main hallway we need you to come look at."
"Why do you need me?"
Angelina just dragged you further along.
"Ange, what kind of damn issue is so important that, aaGH-" You exclaimed as you were shoved into a closet, and a very tall figure.
"Who the fuck- ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME ANGE!" You saw Fred's equally pissed off face in the dim light hanging from the top of the closet.
"You two work your shit out, we aren't letting you out until you do."
Fred yelled out in frustration, banging on the door.
"KATIE, ANGIE, LET US OUT RIGHT FUCKING NOW!"
There was only light giggling in response, and you knew there was no way you were leaving that broom closet any time soon.
You spent the next ten minutes pacing the room, trying to find a way out of the closet.
"Can you stop pacing for five seconds? It's driving me insane."
"I wouldn't have to if you hadn't gotten us locked up in here in the first place!"
"How did I get us here? Last I checked we both hated each other, so they wanted us both in here!"
"I was trying to be nice to you back there! To make amends!"
Fred threw his hands in the air.
"Well look where that got the both of us."
You stood face to face with him, eyes locking.
"Why do you hate me so much?" You asked him.
"Why do you hate me so much?"
You scoffed, "You can't just answer a question with the exact same question."
"Like hell I can. And you never answered!"
"Because I asked you first! I mean I just don't understand why it's so hard for you to just not be a dick." You turned your back and resumed your pacing.
"Y/N, it's not that, it's just-"
"Just what, because I am sick and tired of you acting as if I am the worst thing to ever happen to you, why do you hate me so goddamn much, I mean-"
"I DON'T HATE YOU DAMMIT! I LOVE YOU!"
You paused for a second, and turned back.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I've been attracted to you since second year!"
You took a second to process this information.
"So why are you such an arsehole then? For the past 5 years you have been!”
You rolled you eyes.
“Nope. Absolutely not. Liking me was not an excuse to be a dick. And don’t try some ‘I didn’t know how to express my feelings’ bullshit!”
Fred looked at you shocked.
“But… I told you that I liked you. And now I’m getting the feeling you might like me.”
“Thats… besides the point, and even if I did, that still doesn’t excuse you from being a dick, I only responded to you in the same way you always treated me!”
“Right, and I’m sorry for that, Y/N. Please allow me to make it up to you.”
Fred held you face in his hands, and you fought an instinct to jerk away.
“How the hell do you plan on making up for five years of assholery?”
Suddenly you were shoved back into the wall. Fred dropped to his knees, unbuckling your jeans.
“Please, let me make it up to you.”
He dragged your jeans down.
“Fred, what are you doing!?”
“Say the word, and I’ll stop. Please, let me make it up to you.”
Fred looked up at you with wide eyes, and you paused for a moment before nodding. He resumed, pulling you underwear past your legs, and lifted up one of your legs before diving into you.
“Fred, I- fuck!”
He dragged his tongue along your folds and nosed at your clit.
“Want you. Want your cunt, your lips, your body, please.”
You carded your fingers through his hair, dragging him closer to you.
“Fuck, want you too.”
Fred continued until you pulled him back up by his hair to meet you. You hastily unbuckled his belt and undid his trousers to take out his cock. Spitting in your hand, you ran your hand up and down his dick, causing him to let out a series of curses and moans.
He lifted you up by your thighs, and you placed his cock at your entrance, and Fred let out a whine as he pushed in.
“Fuck, love, you feel good.” He readjusted you in his arms and began fucking up into you, his thrusts making him hit that spot inside you.
“Fuck, Fred!”
The two of you continued for what seemed like forever until Fred hooked an arm under your leg and his hand wrapped around you so he could play with your clit.
“Fred, I’m gonna come.”
“I am too, love.” You felt your orgasm arrive and as you did you clenched down on his cock, causing him to release inside of you.
A few moments passed before he set you down, both of you breathing heavily.
“Your partially forgiven.”
“Partially? I just fucked your brains out, how am I partially forgiven?”
You let out a giggle.
“You take me out on a date, and I’ll consider you forgiven.”
Fred brought you into his arms, and laid a kiss on the top of your head.
“Deal.”
A moment passed, and after you both were dressed and had collected yourselves, you banged on the door to be let out.
“Angie? Kate, we’ve resolved our issues, you can let us out now!”
They opened the door, and as you both left you could hear them snickering.
Angelina shouted out from behind you, “Yeah, we heard you both resolving your issues from the other side of the door.”
Fred threw his head back half in laughter and half in exasperation while you stood there, red faced with your head in your hands.
“Next time, maybe resolve your issues in a bedroom?” Katie practically howled out.
Y'all, I literally have not been able to stop thinking about Fred with a breeding kink since Levitating anon brought it up. So, here's this little blurb just to get rid of my brain worms. Hope you enjoy!
Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader
Requested: No, but semi based on an ask from Levi
Warnings: Smut, breeding kink, unprotected sex, cream pie, bondage, dirty talk, slight hair pulling, hint of dom!fred but mostly sub!fred, dom!reader,
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Red rope had been a good choice. It stood out beautifully against Fred's flushed skin, wrapping him up like a little present just for you. Your pretty little Gryffindor gift. A savage smile cut across your lips as you watched him pull at his bindings with a desperate whine. It would have been rude to tease him any longer. You had to remember that, while he was all wrapped up, this was his present.
"What's the matter, puppy? I've barely touched you, and you already look like you're about to lose it," you said, running a single finger up the underside of his weeping cock. A choked sound erupted from him at the gentle contact.
"Please," he whined.
"Are you thinking about filling me up? Pumping me so full of your cum that it's a guarantee I'll be pregnant by the end of the night. Is that what you want?" you asked. Ghosting your fingers around the head of his cock, you brushed firmly over the slit just watch him buck his hips.
"Yes," he replied hoarsely. The wheels in his head spun as he grappled for more words. Smile widening, you watched him try to collect his scattered thoughts. He was already so far gone that you wouldn't be able to find him with a map. Perfect. You wanted him to have his fun. Of course, you'd have yours too in the meantime.
"Just yes?" you teased.
"I wanna cum for you. In you. Over and over until it drips down your legs," he said. For a moment, you let his words sink into you.
Fred always sounded like a wild animal when he talked like that. The harsh growl in his voice mixed with the desperate plea of a man left on edge too long was beautiful. It was even better when you could see him with his head tossed back, hair spilling over the pillow, as he snarled demandingly. Something about that and the fact that he was utterly at your mercy made your head swim. This feral, demanding thing in your bed was held down for your pleasure and your pleasure alone. Shivering, you slung your leg across his hips and allowed your opening to rest against his cock.
"Put it in. Now!" he snarled, struggling angrily against his bonds—the growl rumbling through served little more than to annoy you.
"Watch your mouth, mutt. You're lucky to be getting this much," you snapped, grabbing a fistful of his hair. A small, pathetic sound fell from his mouth.
"'m sorry. Please let me breed you, (Y/N). I'll fuck you so good," he said pleadingly.
"I know. You always do, but you have to be good for me," you soothed gently, letting yourself rock against his cock. It was as though you touched a live wire to him. Muscles bulged, and the tendons in his neck stood up as he struggled to get more of that feeling. More of you.
"I'll be good. So good if you just let me fuck you. Fuck, I wanna be inside you," he growled. You simply ground against him again, letting him feel warm, slicked part of you. Despite his dark glare, you knew you were hitting your mark. His hips pulsed up in such a strong thrust that he jolted you forward to lay against his chest. The frustrated groan that emanated from his chest brought a mean smile to your face.
Using the new position to your advantage, you sucked a dark mark into the juncture of his neck and jaw. Impossible to hide. His hands twitched above you. Clearly, he was just itching to flip you over and use you like a fleshlight. You smiled to yourself at the thought. Maybe next time. Kissing a line up to his ear, you traced the shell with your tongue.
"Patience, mutt. I want you right on the edge before I milk you dry," you purred. Shivering, he let himself make a pitiful sound of wanting.
"I am, I am," he breathed.
"Not close enough," you said, trailing your fingers down to play with his nipples. Rolling the soft, pink buds between your fingers, you took some time to listen to him pant in your ear. There was a soft whine in each breath that you were sure he wasn't aware of.
"(Y/N)," he said in a warning tone.
Ignoring him, you replaced one hand with your mouth, sinking your teeth harshly into his peck to remind him of the position he was in. The responding grunt told you he got the message. Satisfied with his response, you reached between your legs with your free hand to stroke him. The combined sensations seemed to quiet his defiant edge. Giving little heed to the awkward position, you sped your hand up, twisting over the head.
"Ngh, please. I can't..." he cut himself off with a long moan as you repeated the motion.
"Can't what? Come on, tell me what you can't do," you taunted.
"Can't wait anymore. Please, I need to be in you. I wanna see you stuffed full of my cum. You'll be so beautiful with my baby in you," he babbled, nearly incoherent.
"Come on then, you pathetic mutt. Fill me up," you said, slamming yourself onto his cock. The motion pulled a howl from his chest loud enough to shake the room. "Breed me."
"Fuck! Fucking, yes! I'll breed you so good!" he sobbed out, hips pounding up against yours. Reaching up, you released his hands and immediately found them gripping your hips for better leverage.
"Shit, just like that," you gasped.
The pace was brutal, punishing, leaving neither of you time to pull your thoughts together. Fred's grip was definitely going to leave bruises on you for weeks, but you couldn't bring yourself to care. You couldn't when he was hammering straight into that spot that made you see stars behind your closed lids. Just as your thighs started you cramp up, you found yourself flipped onto your stomach with your hips hitched up. Fred was sliding back into you before you could even fully process the position change.
With a wanton moan, he draped himself over your back and latched his teeth into your shoulder as he fucked into you with reckless abandon. Groaning, you realized how much deeper he was like this. He knew it too. You could feel him sobbing his relief into your shoulder, thrusts growing sloppy. Throwing your hips back against him, grabbed a fistful of hair over your shoulder.
"Breed me, you fucking mutt," you snarled.
The words had barely left your mouth before he cried out, spilling inside of you. Arms came around your waist, holding you tightly to him while he rode out his orgasm. Belatedly, he remembered to slip a hand down to swirl two long fingers around your clit. Then you were gone. Your own wail of pleasure echoed faintly in your ears as you clenched around him. For half a second, you wondered if you ascended. You were so caught up in that thought that you hadn't even noticed when he slid himself out.
"Wow," he said, his tone reverent.
"Enjoying the view?" you said, glancing over your shoulder.
"Uh-huh," he said, nodding mindlessly.
"I expect you to clean up your mess when you're done staring, mutt," you said, swaying your hips to emphasize your point. At the movement, you could feel some of his cum leak down your leg.
"Well, if you insist," he said, licking his lips. Smiling, you pushed your face into your folded arms. You had the feeling it was going to be a very long night.
«Cat» Freddie murmurs with a sigh. Brian immediately stop thinking he hurt him.
The guitarist immediately holds him tightly leaving soft kisses «Baby? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?»
Freddie knows he can’t lie to him, Brian knows him better than anyone.
«Fred? Do you want to talk about it»
«I just...» He takes a deep breathe, he knows that Brian won’t be mad but still. «I don’t know maybe.... What you said... I didn’t like»
They‘ve played this game before but tonight he wasn’t in the mood. Brian nods, pressing a sweet kiss onto his lips. «Love, I didn’t mean it»
«I know, I’m just not in the mood»
The tall man suggest a cuddle laying down with Freddie on top of him.
Playing his hair and leaving kisses and sweet words to make him feel better. Freddie knows that Brian would never hurt him and knows that Brian is his safe place.
Content warnings: pegging, sub!fred, explicit sexual content, implied fem!reader but not directly stated, PWP
If you are not of age please don’t read
You flopped down onto the couch in your shared apartment after Fred and George.
“Fuck. No fair, you both have longer legs!” You pouted minimally, but they both knew you were kidding.
“Sucks to suck, Y/N. Grow a couple inches and we’ll see where that gets you.” Fred smirked your way and you stuck your tongue out before pecking him on the lips.
George groaned and faked a gagging action. “No PDA guys, we talked about this.” You turned your head over to him.
“We’re not technically in public. Get fucked, Georgie.”
“Look who’s talking!” George fired back with a grin.
“Bold of you to assume that I’m the one who gets fucked in our relationship.” You stated him down as he gaped between you and Fred for a second before exiting the apartment as quickly as he could.
“Nope! I don’t shame but please keep everything you do with my brother to yourself! I’ve had too long of a day to deal with that! I’m tired, I’m going out, I’ll be back in an hour with Chinese food!” He called out as he shut the door.
“Thank Merlin.” Fred let his head fall back on the head of the couch. “I love my brother but it’s been ages since we had alone time.”
“Speaking of alone time”, you reached into your bag and took out a package, “This arrived for us today.” Fred’s breath hitched for a second before he managed to calm himself.
You slowly took off the wrappings to mess with him as he whined a little bit, before dropping into a low moan once you finally revealed it’s contents.
In the box sat a strap on attachment. Blue, at least eight and a half inches and with a thick head. You leaned over and forced Fred's chin over so he was looking in your eyes.
“Go into our bedroom, take off your clothes. On the bed. Wait for me.” He nodded and scrambled up and off to your shared room.
Fred was antsy and you knew it. You spent at least 5 minutes more than you needed to just waiting to go in there, taking time to clean the dildo.
When you did, Fred was sat in the middle of the bed on his knees. He whipped his head in your direction and whined again when he saw the attachment in your hand.
“Please, Y/N.”
“Please what, baby?”
“You know what.” Fred squirmed around impatiently and you clicked your tongue and shook your head.
“So impatient. I gotta hear you say it, baby boy.”
He glared at you before his eyes softened and fluttered as you lightly rubbed your hand up his cock.
“Please, for the love of Merlin, fuck me. I’ll do anything. Just want your cock.” Not even a few minutes in and he was panting already.
“Oh, baby, you don’t need to do anything. Tonight’s about you, love.” Fred whimpered as you dragged him down by the hair for a bruising kiss before shoving him onto the bed.
He dug his hand around in the nightstand drawer closest to him and grabbed a bottle of lube before tossing it to you. You stroked him again and parted his thighs, kissing the inside of his right leg and sucking a bruise into it.
“Good boy, so cooperative.”
You drizzled some lube onto your fingers and gingerly pushed your index finger past the tight ring of muscle. Fred pushed down on the finger place you held his hips in place, as he wiggled in protest.
“More.” He mumbled and you grabbed his hair to pull back and look at you.’
“What was that?”
“More, please.”
“Good boy.” You pushed a second finger in and began scissoring them apart as he moaned out and arched his back. Curling your fingers, he keened when you hit that bundle of nerves in him.
“FUCK!”
You chuckled softly. “So responsive.”
After what felt like eternity to Fred, you pulled your fingers out and attached the dildo to the harness on your waist. Fred lightly wrapped his lanky legs around your sides and held onto you as you slowly pushed the head into him.
“Fuck fuuuu-” he moaned as you pushed further into him, quieting as you bottomed out inside of him.
You stayed there for a second, allowing him to adjust to the dildo’s girth while he shifted around to try and relieve some of the pressure.
“Aren’t you going to move, I me- Ah!” He cried out as you pulled nearly out before slamming back in and starting a brutal, punishing pace.
Fred reached down to stroke his cock but let out a soft mewl as you slapped his hand away. “You better control yourself or else I won’t let you come tonight.” He let out a sob as you repeatedly slammed into his prostate.
“I’m sorry, please let me come!” His breath hitched as you stopped, nearly pulled out again and letting the head catch on his hole. You let forth a few shallow thrusts.
“Please, Y/N, harder.” You snapped your hips forward to bury yourself deep inside him as he let out a sob.
“Please, Y/N!” You smirked and let your hand close over his dick again.
“Please, please please. Please, what, baby boy? Use your words, come on.”
He let out a cry before responding. “Please, let me come. I’ve been good.” You acted as though it was a tough decision before gripping him tighter and thrusting deeper.
“Go on, baby. Come whenever you’re ready.” Fred let out a howl as white ribbons painted his stomach.
When he had finished, you let out a few shallow thrusts before pulling out as he groaned. You took off the attachment and went to go clean it off and grab a washcloth to clean up with.
As you walked in, you were greeted with the pleasant sight of Fred laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling as his chest rose and fell.
“Here, let me clean you up.” You wiped him off and he tossed you a water bottle before grabbing one for himself and greedily drinking half of it, water spilling out the corners of his mouth.
“You’re fantastic, you know that right?” Fred turned to you as you got into bed next to him and wrapped your arms around his sweaty figure.
“I do now.” Fred grinned as he received a peck on the nose.
“I love you, Y/N. So much.”
“I love you, too... shower?”
“Bath, please?” You would normally point out how unsanitary they could be, but that could wait.
“GUYS, FOODS HERE!” Fred groaned and let his head fall onto your shoulder as George’s voice rang through the apartment
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Ok so first things first Fred always comes off as a very dominant person in public right
He likes to take charge
But that shits exhausting
So when it’s just the two of you he’s much more submissive
Fred is a subby boy
Lets talk general facts here
Prefers giving oral over receiving- if you manage to rake your hands through his hair and just tug a little, he’ll let out the cutest little whimper
Fred is almost never on top, it just feels weird for him even though he’s a tall person he prefers when you either peg him or when you ride him
Fred likes to be tied up, but cannot stand being blindfolded
Like it straight up kills the mood for him
Fred gets into Shibari lets not lie
When you first introduce him to the whole concept of getting tied up, he’s a little scared about giving up that much control and it took a while before he was able to lay all of his trust onto you
Once he did though he enjoys putting his control in your hands
Lets talk about edging and overstim
If you place a vibrator or a vibrating cock ring on this man, he will go fucking wild, begging to cum
“Y/N, please, love, I’ll do anything”
That goes one of two ways, generally
Either you bring him close to the edge over and over and over until he screams
Or you make him cum over and over and over
Either way he’s under your thumb
Baby boy likes degradation, just a lil though
You call him a slut, a whore, etc. will rile him up
What else?
Fred is a brat
Like all the time
He will tease you just to rile you up because he knows that means he’s gonna get railed the second you both get home
Speaking of getting railed
Fred likes it. A lot.
Sometimes you get home from work and he’ll greet you like “good afternoon, how was your day, please stick your strap up my ass” before handing you an attachment and yanking your arm to the bedroom
Yea that’s all I can think of for now but if I have more I might make a part two
Please let me know if u wanna see sub! any other character
Tying Fred up and edging him until he’s in tears, red faced, and switching between sobbing out apologies for being a brat and begging you to let him cum.
Throwing Fred over your knees because you've finally had it with him and smacking his ass until it's a pretty red while forcing him to count each blow. Just imagine his voice going from teasing ”is that the best you've got” to a shaky ”please no more. I promise I'll be good.”
