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Fred & George Features
Harry watched the twins, paying close attention to their features as both of them had mastered their fake smiles and happiness at a very young age. Molly switched the two presents in her hands a few times with a small laugh before just giving up and handing them each one.
Matching smiles that didn’t fully reach Fred and George’s blue/green eyes appeared and they laughed jovially along with their mother’s antics. But Harry knows better now, having gotten close to them over the last four years. Their mother never paying them enough attention to learn how to tell them apart, hurts them deeply. And it’s only getting worse with time.
Later that evening after a homemade meal and much merrymaking Harry cornered the twin boys all the way up on the fourth floor. None of the others dared to come up this far so they have complete privacy. He held out a yellow package first.
“George because I know your favorite color is yellow even if you tell others that it is blue. Because you think yellow is a pansy color, but you love it none the less. You are the starter of every split sentence you and Fred share. You also prefer fried chicken over roasted where Fred is the opposite. I could go on and on, probably even write a book about it, but I don’t think it is necessary.” George’s eyes had widened, and his jaw dropped. Fred was nearly the same. Harry grinned and handed him a red package.
“Fred your favorite color is red but not just any shades, you prefer the darker reds because it signifies confidence and sophistication. Which you strive to show to the world by being the more composed, brains of the pair of you. Because all your life everyone has always believed you and George to be nothing but trouble. But in reality, you are very passionate, and you work very hard for the business you and George have been planning for years.
You both get straight O’ but no one ever cares to notice. You spend more time than most in the library, almost more than Hermione. But again, no one ever seems to notice this. Actually…that’s probably a positive because it’s easier to get away with things when no one can remember seeing you anywhere. You kinda have this talent of popping in when no expects you. It’s actually really hot.” It was obvious that Harry hasn’t realized that he spoke the last comment aloud. The twins shared a look and then matching mischievous grins bloomed on their freckled faces.
They turned as one to face Harry, backing him up to the wall where they caged him in. “Why it seems to us that you noticed.”
“Seems to us that you care and very much at that.”
“Do you have anything to admit to us Harrykins?”
Harry laughed and looked up at them, not intimidated in the least. After all he had been planning to tell them tonight either way. “I’ve no idea what you mean.” He said instead coyly, making the twins step even closer to him. Now they spoke together. “Oh, little Harry, you might as well fess up. Or we will have to employ other methods.” Harry grinned, reached out and took hold of both the collars of their sweaters and pulled them down to face level. He leaned in until they were barely an inch apart from each other. “Why don’t you make me.”
He nearly squealed when he was suddenly swept up off his feet and tossed over Fred’s shoulder. George smirked at him where he walked behind him and Fred. “I hope you know what you are getting into Harrykins, because now you’ve done it.”
And done it he had. Turns out the twins had chosen to share a room on the fourth floor, and it was quickly evident that they also shared a massive bed. Of which he was tossed down into. He wasn’t alone for long as the twins crawled on immediately after to cage him in once more. “Any last words?” Their tone light and mischievous but Harry could hear the slight insecurity beneath that.
“Just shut up and kiss me.” No sooner had the words left his mouth then two mouths descended on him. One on his mouth and the other trailed kisses along his jaw and down his neck. Harry couldn’t help the small moan that escaped him, into George’s tenderly moving mouth. Whom groaned and took the chance to get his tongue into Harry’s mouth. Hands found his body and started touching and caressing him in places he’s never been touched before. The twins switched places and Harry became aware of another fact where the two differed. George had a sweet tangy taste and Fred was all mulled spices that made his tongue tingle pleasantly.
After a few more drawn-out kisses, hands slipping up his shirt and a love bite at the junction of his neck and shoulder, the twins pulled back as one to look down at him. Harry swallowed thickly at the sight of their lust hazed eyes. The sheer amount of want and longing. “What do you want Harry?” He managed a soft almost hysterical laugh at Fred’s question. He’d thought it rather obvious. George gasped and suddenly sat back on his heels. “It was you who was sneaking into our room and laying in our beds!” Fred’s eyes shot wide, and his gaze snapped back down to Harry who had flushed scarlet at those accusing words.
"Oh Harrykins, you better start talking now." Fred stated, crossing his arms. His tone serious but his eyes told Harry that he wasn’t in the bad kind of trouble, but the naughty kind of trouble. He groaned and turned his head away, embarrassed at being caught. He hadn’t thought they noticed. “But…do I need to say it…” He mumbled quietly. Fred and George exchanged a grin. “Yes, you do little Harrykins, tell us what you were imagining-“
“What you were wanting-“
“When you were hugging our pillows-“
“Smelling them-“
“Rolling around in our sheets.”
Harry groaned again, flushing deeper with every fact tossed at him by the twins. HOW DO THEY KNOW!!
“Do you think we didn’t smell you too?”
WHAT!! They know his scent… Harry’s mind skidded to a halt; he looked up at them and he said the first thing that popped into his head. “I wanted you.” His eyes went wide, and his mouth slammed shut. He had NOT meant to say that out loud. The twins’s smiles turned shark like and they leaned back down over him. “Want us how Harrykins.” He shook his head, too embarrassed to answer now.
“Tell us Harrykins.”
“Tell us Harrykins.”
“Tell us Harrykins.”
“Tell us Harrykins.” The twins pinged off each other and Harry sank further and further in the pillows as they leaned in closer. “Tell us Harrykins.”
“Fine!! I’m in in love with you both and I’ve been dreaming about the both of you touching and loving me-me into oblivion for the last year!” He screamed when the pressure finally exploded, but he got no chance to feel embarrassed this time because as soon as he finished speaking two mouths met his and then he was being devoured in ways he couldn’t have even dreamed of. Clothing was gone in under five minutes and Harry was floating in a world of explosive, growing pleasure as his body was caressed, pinched, stroked, sucked, and bitten.
Fred pressed flushed against his front and George curved against his backside like a layer of skin. George’s hard arousal pressed between his sweat slick cheeks as the older teen rut against him rhythmically making Harry keen and moan. Fred’s mouth on his hungrily swallowing his tongue and sounds while his hand pulled Harry’s top leg, just under the knee up over his hip. Giving him more access to rub his throbbing erection against Harry’s and then proceeded to conjure lube with a nifty spell and set to preparing the tight little hole, so willing to be filled with skilled and gentle fingers. Taking his time and being very thorough, bringing Harry to great heights of pleasure and easing the pressure of loosing his virginity.
Harry being distracted by George from the occasional burn of being stretched by Fred. Whom was still rutting his hard arousal through Harry’s arse cheeks, one hand busy strokingHarry’s right budded little nipple and the other is pinching and rolling the other nipple alternatively. He was able to relax and let go of his tension, allowing his tight hole to loosen and take the fingers one after the other. Until his writhing body aroused George to the point of a guttural growl, he slowly pulled Fred’s four fingers from Harry’s now winking arsehole. Hand out of the way, he lined up with Harry’s hole, and in one fierce thrust buried his aching cock balls deep into Harry. Harry surged into a divine arch against Fred’s body, crying out in both pain and ecstasy as he was filled to the brim.
George groaned low and long, staying still for a moment letting Harry adjust to being filled for the first time. Then he began rolling his hips slowly, rubbing his groin against the slick, stretched hole that hungrily clenched around his stiff cock, caressing it in the most exquisite way. Harry choked for a second and then pressed back almost hesitantly, but needing more. George grinned, wrapping his arm around Harry’s hips to hold him in place while he pulled back and then pushed pushed sedately back in.
Pulling back again he set a a good pace. Fred bitt at Harry’s lips and continued to slowly pull on Harry’s weeping cock, swirling the pad of his thumb along the sensitive lines of the mushroomed head. The combined stimulations from both of the twins had Harry’s first orgasm sweeping over him suddenly and without warning. He stilled, his body only moving with the force of Fred pounding almost ruthlessly into him now, working his cock as far into Harry as physically possible, and when he hit the special spot Harry let out a choked cry and came into George’s waiting hand his body wracking with shudders.
Fred’s jaw dropped slack and his eyes rolled back into his head as Harry’s already tight hole spasmed and then constricted like a vice on his cock and he came. His cock twitches almost violently and then he was squirting his hot spunk deep inside Harry. “Oh-oh-oh, ohhhh….yesssss. Oh, Merlin I can feel your cum in me…Fred…I love your cock…” Harry said through panting breaths, his voice hoarse and heavy with pleasure. Fred groaned and slowly pulled back until his flaccid cock slipped free with a wet pop.
George didn’t waste a second, he gently maneuvered Harry on to his knees, his chest resting on the bed and his ass in the air. He leaned down to get a close up look at Harry’s stretched, winking, sloppy hole, just waiting to be filled. He dragged his hands up the underside of Harry’s thighs, fingers spread to touch and caress as much of Harry’s lightly flushed skin as possible. His hands splayed out across Harry’s thick juicy cheeks and then he gripped each mound with a moan at the way baby soft skin jiggled and molded under his large hands. Using this hold he spread Harry’s cheeks wider, pressing his thumbs into the still relaxed hole. Smearing around the left over lube and Fred’s cum on the rim, lathering it up really good and grinning pleased with himself when Harry sighed in pleasure. George stood up on his knees to let his swollen, free standing cock poke at the winking wet hole.
Harry whined, pressing his butt further up, trying to catch the velvety head with his hole, wanting to be filled so deliciously again. To be stretched in such an exotic way that made his stomach twist so good and his body sing. George leaned down over Harry’s back and licked the cusp of his ear. “Tell me Harrykin’s. Tell me what you want.” George’s throaty words and moist breath on his ears made tears spring to his eyes and he had to swallow thickly around a lump in his throat. George moved his mouth down Harry’s jaw, pulling Harry’s head back by his hair so he can freely mouth at the junction under Harry’s chin.
“Please…please, I want your cock, please George. I want your huge cock, please stretch my ass so go-!” Harry cut off with a high pitched cry when George’s cock suddenly slammed home inside of him. George’s heavy sack slapping noisily against Harry’s ass and they both groaned at the sound. “Oh Haarrryy..! Fuck your ass is so perfect. I could live a happy life if all I had was your ass to bury myself in. Oh Fuck, your arse cheeks bounce so beautifully when I slam my cock into you.” Harry moaned periodically through George’s words, feeling his spent cock twitching and slowly hardening again, making him moan once more.
Fred who had been lying back watching them as he came down from his high caught sight of Harry’s hardening length and licked his lips. Watching the smaller cock bounce and jerk as Harry was fucked into the mattress by George. Merlin they looked like divine sex goods, their sweaty bodies moving as one to come together and collide so deliciously. He crawled forward before turning to lay on his back and sliding up and under Harry’s bridged hips.
He caught the tip of the lovely, swollen flushed red cock in his lips and sucked in the head with a wet slurp. Causing Harry to jerk and swear. Fred moaned wickedly and began to bob is head, meeting the pace of George’s wild pace that rocked Harry forward and back. He rose up as Harry came down, swallowing around the length and making Harry whine and moan incoherently at the dual sensation of being swallowed and filled by a fat cock.
George’s bruising pace stuttered, and he knew he was close, on the last thrust he spread Harry’s knees further apart, grabbed his cheeks, pushed them aside and then slammed harshly forward, his cock piercing through Harry’s tight channel like a sword. Harry bowed up off the bed, his mouth opens in a silent scream. George’s balls draw up, his cock twitched once, twice and then he was shooting a massive load of cum into Harry. He growled, digging his fingers into Harry’s plush cheeks. He fell back away from Harry, limp on the bed and lay there panting and blissed out.
Fred who had stopped sucking Harry to watch George finish chuckled devilishly when he realized Harry was still hard and yet to come again. Harry who lay watching him with big pupil blown eyes. His panting shivers still wracking his body. Fred cooed and pulled Harry back up to the pillows to lay back and rest while he made himself at home between Harry’s trembling thighs, guiding one leg to leg over his shoulder and back. The other flat on the bed where he places a tender kiss on the cum smeared thigh before nuzzling his way up Harry’s inner thigh.
Following the line of Harry’s crotch, he stopped at the wrecked, leaking hole and groaned in indulgence at the sight before surging forward to kiss the tender rim delicately. Harry whimpered above him, and he felt a tremor go through Harry’s body. With a smirk he began to give little kitten licks to Harry’s clench rim, lapping at the shared spunk and moaning occasionally at the lovely musty taste. Harry melted into the bed and lay their twisting periodically when Fred’s tongue would hit a particularly sensitive spot.
George watched his brother as he began to full on eat Harry out. Marveling at how open and experimental his brother is being with Harry. Him and Fred had of course tried sex once or twice with someone else but mostly they had stuck to doing very minimal things with each other. Both needing to get off, with each other but knowing that something was missing because neither of them is a bottom and Fred had never felt comfortable enough to express his desires during their intimate moments.
Now I’m front of him, Fred is doing something he had never done before, his mouth and tongue eagerly working at Harry’s hole. George could even hear a wet slurping noise coming from them that made his cock twitch excitedly. He sat up and scooted up next to Fred. Reaching between Fred’s legs he slowly stroked the half hard length. Fred’s legs unconsciously shifted further apart, and his twin groaned shortly. Still watching his brother eating out Harry’s stretched hole, see when Fred switched from sucking to fucking the hole with his tongue. George moaned and got a devious little idea.
Tapping Fred’s shoulder, he gently pulled his brother back. Fred turned to the side to look at him in question and George smirked, pressing three fingers to the hilt into Harry. Fred groaned at the sight and George looked down at him. “Hey Gred.”
“Yes, Forge?”
“I was thinking…”
“Yeah?”
“You think Harry’s hole is stretched enough to fit us both?”
Fred’s eyes went wide and then he flushed, his eyes narrowing in on the winking hole that George was now lazily fist fucking. He swallowed down a moan and flicked his gaze back to George. “At the same time?”
George grinned wryly and nodded, gesturing for Fred to move up behind Harry. Harry who had been too dazed and caught up in his needy whines from George leaving his hole empty that he didn’t hear the twins short conversation. So, when Fred suddenly lifted him up and then slid under him, he squealed and then blushed fiercely in embarrassment. But he had no chance to sulk in it because than Fred’s narrower, longer cock was pressing back into him with an agonizingly slow ease. George, kneeling between their legs chewed on his lip, catching Harry’s delirious gaze.
Stroking his cock brought Harry’s attention to it. “Tell me Harry, can you handle having my cock inside of you too?” His words caused a shiver to wrack the smaller teen’s body and his legs fell further apart, inviting George in without words. Hooded green eyes watching his lover preparing to double penetrate him. He does wonder if it will fit.
George chuckled and moved as close to the conjoined pair and with a hand on his length he guided his tip up to press against the stretched rim. He brought his eyes up to Harry’s face as he slowly pressed in. His cock though a bit shorter than Fred’s but is much thicker in girth and he knows this will be quite the stretch for Harry’s little, no longer virgin hole. Harry’s mouth fell open and his eyes screwed up as he was stretched impossibly wide.
Fred worked his hands around Harry’s thighs until each hand was holding up one of those delicious thick thighs, helping Harry support himself and in turn comforting him and adding to his pleasure. Harry moaned lewdly and twisted his head around to press his sweaty face against Fred’s cheek.
George waited patiently until Harry was ready for more and he was told so when Harry pressed down on the second cock halfway inside of him. With a shallow grunt he pressed on, using a little more strength this time. He seemed to hit a little grove in Harry’s inner wall and suddenly that tight hole sucked him the rest of the way in. His head felt back and he moaned in surprise. “Oh for the love of-! Ooh Harry, soo good. Mmm, so so good for us Harry. Look at your tightlittle hole, so greedy, clenching down on our cocks like a little needy kitten.” Accentuating his words every few words with a shallow thrust. Letting Harry’s bright red, stretched rim settle and soften around the large girth their combined size created.
Harry mewled and pressed his hips down to meet the twin thrusting cocks, encouraging them to speed up. To fill him completely. Fred and George worked together to set a good rhythm, this time taking their time, working Harry up to his incoming orgasm. George leaned down to mouth at Harry’s pert pale nipples making Harry gasp and moan his name. And hearing his name come out of Harry’s mouth at this point was a sinful little pleasure.
He swirled his tongue around the nipple in his mouth and with a free hand picnched and rolled the other nipple in his fingers. His hips never slowing through his ministrations. Fred meanwhile was working on filling the left side of Harry’s neck with love bites. “Touch yourself Harry, it’s almost time. That’s it- yess that’s perfect Harry. Mmm now a little faster. Aahh-Aaahhh” he cut off in a low moan as Fred sped up his thrusts, creating supremely delicious friction.
Just when he thought he couldn’t hold it in anymore Harry went still and then he screamed, arching the best he can between them and came across George’s chest. George caught Fred’s eyes and they nodes together before their pace became punishing and the wet sounds of body’s sliding together and slapping became the only noise in the room. Harry lay incoherent between them as they fucked his body.
The twins shuddered at the same time, cocks pulsing together as they came, shooting seed deep inside of Harry and Fred moaned wantonly at the thought. George pulled out of Harry as gently as possible and then helped Harry off of Fred’s softening length. Harry whimpered quietly from over sensitivity as he was set down on the bed. It was everything he had always knew he wanted and so much more was the sole muddled thought in Harry’s orgasm addled brain.
Harry was splayed out between the twins in a sweating exhausted sandwich his heart almost stopped when they spoke as one, four words that made his chest explode with butterflies. “We Love you Harrykins.” He realized a few seconds later that tears were falling from his eyes. The twins propped themselves up on their elbows and looked at him with concern. “What’s wrong?”
“Are you hurt?”
“Was it too much?”
He shook his head and bit his lip, not sure how to express what he is feeling. He felt weak, what kind of man who has faced years of deadly adventures and mad men cries because someone told him they love him. “Harry, if nothing is wrong why are you crying?”
He closed his eyes, turned his head to the side and pushed his face into Fred’s chest. “I…I have loved you both, reallyloved you both for two years, five months, and seven days. But I…” He clenched his eyes tighter shut, his voice breaking off through emotion. He felt George press up closer behind him, spooning him in to comfort him in his distress. “The Dursleys…all my life growing up they drilled into me that no one would ever want me…that no one would ever love me. After so long I started to believe them… So, when you said those words… They meant everything to me. They changed something deep within me, something I thought was impossible...”
“Oh Harry…-“ Choosing to put the talk about Dursleys to another time. “-We do Love you. So much more than you could possibly know.”
“We never saw you as a brother, we knew since that first day we saw you at the train station,”
“looking so lost, and so very small, with your green eyes lit up so bright as you looked around you and saw the world that you belong to-“
“the world that would never know how special you special you are. Not because of your name.”
“Not because of you-know-who, but because you truly see the world around you and you hungered to be a part of it.”
“When you defeated that dragon last year, the bravery, rock solid determination and wit you displayed…we knew that someday we had to have you.”
“But we never knew how much you saw us too. No one has ever been able to tell which one of us is who.”
“No one cared enough to see the things that made us our own person.” Fred finished and Harry placed a tender kiss to his chest before leaning back enough to turn his head and give George a tender kiss on his lips. “If you’ll have me, I will be the one that sees you. The one who will always know who is who. I know it won’t ever be enough to make up for the others lack of attentiveness but I will certainly try to make the pain more bearable.” He said, looking between the two of them.
“Harrykin’s you must be made aware that if you become ours, that we will never let you go again.”
“And we are very possessive and jealous partners. The only one we will share you-“
“-with is each other. We are also pleasantly surprised that you are not grossed out by us having sex with you at the same time.”
“Most people would freak at the thought of two brothers having sex together with their choice partner.” Harry blushed but laughed and gave them both a hard kiss.
“You forget, I’ve rolled around in your sheets and fantasized to you both for over a year. You forget that I’ve been watching you for far longer than that. You forget that I love you. I could never in a millennia choose only one of you because you two are not one without the other.” They laughed, the tone rough with elated affection. Harry scooted up in their bed until he was able to rest back in the pillows and look at them both easier.
“I want you. I want all of you to myself. I want your possessiveness. I want your heady jealousy. I want your every desire to be focused on me. I want to wake every day knowing that I’m the luckiest bloke in the world because I belong to the two most brilliant, mischievous, and sexy men in the world.” He said while pulling them over him, a hand in each of their hair.
“We want you Harry and now…your ours.”
Suffice to say Harry wasn’t able to breath or think coherently for the next ten minutes. As the twins had descended on him like ravenous dogs.
Laying back in the bed, draped nakedly across the twins who lay on either side of him several minutes later. “You never even opened the gifts I gave you earlier. How do you know your new boyfriend isn’t a horrible gift giver?”
George laughed and lifted his head to look at Harry. “You’ve gifted us in the past, you know?” Fred just hummed. Not seeing the need to rouse from his blissfully content state. Life has just become so much sweeter and he just wants to bask in it. Harry rolled his eyes. “Of course, but since I intended to tell you both I wanted you and I hoped to become your boyfriend, the gifts were a little different this year.” That roused a more alert response, meaning both boys scrambled to sit up and look for the gifts they had discarded in their rush to get Harry into their bed and naked. Harry laughed and sat up, with a slight wince, feeling the aching pain in his backside now.
Turns out three back to back rounds of sex can render one’s arse hole quite raw. He ignored it for now, knowing that if he told them their focus would shift from the gifts to erasing his pain and that’s not what he wants to accomplish. They found their gifts on the floor with victorious shouts before climbing back on the bed. Harry watched them nervously, hoping they liked what he had gotten them. George was the first to get into his box and he stilled, his eyes shifting to Harry. “How…how did you know?” Harry shrugged, trying to play it off nonchalantly but the pink flush that dusted his cheeks gave away his embarrassment.
“I uhm…I…I stalked you most of last year…listening charms are a wonderful thing…” He muttered out, avoiding eye contact. He had given George a set of Chinese silkworm boxers. “I heard you talking to Lee about how you would love to own a pair one day because they would feel soo good on your cock and u-uhm arse cheeks…” George pulled one pair out, the red and black striped one that matched George’s favorite bed set back at the burrow.
“Harrykin’s, stalking is very Slytherin of you…Merlin, it makes me hot. But how on earth did you find out I wanted a anal plug? I certainly never told anyone.” Fred asked holding up the chrome colored silicone anal plug and Harry chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. “Haha uhhh, you sure know how to ask a hard question.” Fred gasped with faked shock. “Harrykin’s did you spy on me when I was having a wank?” The answering scarlet blush was an obvious answer. “Ooh you naughty naughty boy. Stalking and spying, what other naughty things did you do when it comes to us?”
“T-T-Took pictures…” George let out a surprised laugh. “You took pictures of what Harrykins.” Harry shook his head and attempted to escape the bed but the twins were not having that at all. They each slipped a hand under Harry’s arms and hauled him back between them. Harry huffed, crossing his arms and refused to look at them.
They sat back on their heels, arms crossed and looking at Harry with feisty determination. “George, I believe that Harry probably has the pictures hiding somewhere in his trunk.” Fred commented playing it off as an off handed comment. George pursed his lips and tilted his head to the side. “You know Fred, I think you may be on to something. I suppose since little Harrykins isn’t willing to share on his own, we have to do so ourselves.” Fred just smirked, tapped Harry’s nose then disappeared with a small crack.
Harry jumped and then realized what was about to happen and groaned flipping on to his stomach to bury his head in the tussled pillows that still smell of musky sex. Another groan and his belly does a pleasant flop in excitement. Reality finally settling in after the passionate last several hours.
George and Fred are his Boyfriends!
Fred and George love him.
Fred and George want him.
Like really want him.
They are together now.
Fred and George took his virginity.
He is no longer an innocent little boy.
He is nearly an adult in the wizarding world and now he has two amazing lovers that will bring adventure that’s actually fun and exciting to his life.
Fingers slowly started walking up his spine and a moment later George is laying down on his side, head propped up in his hand. “Are you sure you’re okay Harry? A lot has happened tonight that’s new and exciting but it’s also life changing and exhausting. Change can come with pain and thats okay. Fred and I need you to always be honest with us about how you are feeling. You’re ours now and we take that very seriously. Your health both physically and emotionally are of utmost importance to us.” Harry sniffed, tears burning the corners of his eyes.
Rolling over until he was pressed chest to chest with George who didn’t hesitate to wrap his free arm around him and tuck him in closer. Pressed a kiss to Harry’s crown and then tucked Harry’s head into the curve of his neck. “Talk to me Harry.”
Harry watched his hands pressed to George’s bare chest. A dusting of red chest hair under his palms. His own skin looking pale against George’s tanned skin. Taking a deep breath, he started talking, continuing to touch the chest under his hands to distract his mind from focusing too much on what he is saying so he doesn’t get too overwhelmed.
“I’m just thinking about how different my life will be now. How much will change still because of this that I can’t predict or prepare for. It is scary a little bit.” Harry paused here, his brows screwed together in thought, but his fingers held no trace of the deep thought as they twisted and turned through George’s bit of chest hair. “But I know that this time, I want the change. I’ve had a long time to think and consider myself, what I want, what I could handle. Tonight…tonight was the first time that I got to stop thinking. It was so very freeing. Now, now it feels like for the first time I’m breathing full and clear and before, I was breathing through thick miasma.
.
.
Mostly, it’s about the huge deal that I no longer have be alone in a room full of people.” George held himself together all while Harry was talking, even though Harry’s fingers touching and rubbing his chest and nipples is making it incredibly difficult. Harry is important and right now he is baring his soul and placing himself completely at the mercy of George.
“You will never be alone again if that’s what you want Harry. If you ever need our help all you have to do is tell us. If we are in a room full of people and you feel like that, I want you get up, and plant yourself firmly in my or Fred’s lap and take as much of our attentions as you need. If you want to leave the room for whatever reason, we will get you out. Harry…I know what I’m about to ask will be very difficult for you to accept but I really want you to try. Okay?”
Harry’s fingers stilled, his heart tripping with sudden trepidation. George must have noticed his discomfort because he quickly continued, wanting to get it over with so he can comfort his little lover. “I want you to stop trying so hard to give everything you are to people who don’t matter. People who will never deserve your kindness and the sacrifices you make for them. You do not owe them anything.
The world does NOT rest your shoulders, Harry. Just because some people believe it to be so, does not mean it’s true. So, I am asking that for once in your life, you let yourself let go and live. Let me and George take care of you for a while, or as long as you want, forever is our desire but we will take whatever you give.” George started when Harry let out an unexpected and extremely throaty moan and his hands to clench on his chest, fingernails biting in.
George pulled back in silent shock, not fully comprehending what just occurred. But the hot sticky mess now coating their stomachs is pretty telling. He flushed and with a gasp pulled Harry’s face up so he could see his expression. Flushed cheeks, pleasure glazed eyes but the embarrassed grimace on Harry’s pretty mouth twists something fierce inside of George and simultaneously extreme pride for making Harry cum completely untouched, with his words only fills him with elation.
Unintentionally at that.
Warring against that notion is the other side of his brain, furious because his request was able to garner such an extreme reaction, because such extreme reactions aren’t normal for the people who have been shown adequate affection throughout their lives. But Harry’s… Harry’s could only be like this because of the outright horrendous life he has lived with the Dursley’s, not even mentioning the bullshit that’s happened to Harry at Hogwarts. The place that is supposed to be one of the safest places on earth.
They were so ensconced in their little huddle that they didn’t even hear the pop that sounded Fred’s return. “My my, what this? Our Harrykins looking so deliciously sated and my brother looks like he could commit murder at the drop of a pin.” The suddenness of his words caused Harry to jump with a small choke and George actually blushed. The twins caught each other’s eyes and silently conveyed that George would share later what he had been thinking about.
“Oh my, yes you see our little Harrykins was so turned on by my affection that his body simply couldn’t handle it and he came once more. Quite the voracious little minx we’ve managed to trap, Fred.” Harry’s eyes widened in shock and then he flushed brightly in embarrassment. He smacked George’s chest without harmful intention and rolled away from him. Only to realize just how…messy he is when he feels the sheets stick to his bare body in multiple places.
Twin peals of laughter behind him have him scowling and deciding to be the little minx as they called him, he turns to face them, standing from the bed. He uses a single finger to lazily scoop up some of the cum on his belly and bring it to his lips just as he steps in the bathroom and shuts the door. The door shuts just as he sees the twin looks of lusty excitement. Then shouts of denial and mock despair. It has him chuckling to himself as he turns to the mirror above the sink.
He stands there for a while, mind quiet as he takes in the love bites marring his pale skin, his collar bone, his shoulders. He blushes but smiles at the sight of the matching love bites on his nipples. At one point each of the boys had taken a nipple and and sucked, bitten, and licked him into a pleasured oblivion. His smile softened and grew warm as the lovely warmth that had bloomed in his chest when George had talked to him, asking him to let them take care of him returned with a pleasant hum.
Just as he is stepping under the water he feels two sets of hands slowly start to clean him up with soft sponges and homemade body wash that smells like walking through a lemon orchid, sunny, citrusy and woodsy. His face feels like it’s burning and he knows it must be beet red. So he keeps his face averted, not wanting them to see his embarrassment.
A finger curls under my chin and then I’m looking up at Fred whose gaze is soft and searching. “Harry…can you trust us in this?” George stepped up behind Harry, hands on his waist and his head pressed against the side of Harry’s. “I Frederic Gideon Weasley do with sound mind, magic, and body vow to take care of, cherish, and love Harrinholl James Potter Black for this life and beyond. Let my soul be tied to yours as we share this life so that it may be filled with passionate love.
So more it be.” A brilliant band of warm orange magic shot out of Fred’s chest and wound its way around Harry, then it pulled them flush, flashed warmly and then dissolved into the pair.
Harry chocked on air, and he would have collapsed if George hadn’t been pressed up against him from behind. “Fred! You could have mentioned this before you just tied yourself to Harry for Eternity! At least until we were back in bed. Bloody hell! A soul bond!”Harry watched Fred as George spoke and was surprised to see that Fred was smiling, a big dopey smile and he was now currently stepping up to Harry.
Fred’s hand cupped Harry’s face and Fred used this hold to bring them together so he can kiss Harry gently. The kiss is soft but passionate and it makes Harry feel all warm inside. Fred pulled back after a moment and then kissed George as well. The sight is quite hot and Harry has a hard time not touching them. Finally, Fred pulls back from George who just sighs and raises a brow, still waiting for answers.
Fred smiles and drops his gaze to Harry and his eyes go soft. “Yes a Vow. Harry for most of my life and George’s life we have felt like someone was missing from our little family. Something that we are supposed to cherish and protect. I love you Harry Potter.” These tender words are accompanied by an equally tender kiss. “You confirmed my suspicions tonight when you gave yourself to us. I felt…it felt like you finally came home to us, it filled me with such warmth and elation. Oh it was all I could do not to burst at the seams.
But I suppose bursting in your arse was my way of releasing my pent up love and affection.” Another tender kiss, this time Fred lingered to nip at Harry’s bottom lip. George groaned behind them before sighing heavily. He threw a wash sponge at Fred making his twin shout in surprise and jerk back Harry. “You berk! You should have said something! I would have vowed too!” Fred actually shrank under George’s outburst and Harry couldn’t hold back anymore. He started laughing at their silliness.
The brothers went quiet at the beautiful sound of Harry’s laughter before they nodded and set to work bathing Harry first and then themselves. Harry was a blushing little minx as he helped wash them in turn. If he gave each of their soft lengths a gentle kiss after washing and rinsing them clean, then none would ever know.
Wrapped in thick robes and laying in a clean bed after Harry had called Kreacher in to clean the mess, they lay snuggled together. Or until George got to his knees and faced Harry. Taking the younger man’s hand in his gaze focused he said his own vow. “I Gregor Fabian Weasley do with sound mind, magic, and body vow to take care of, cherish, and love Harrinholl James Potter Black for this life and beyond. Let my soul be tied to yours as we share this life so that it may be filled with passionate love.” Harry barely waited for George to finish before he was rising up to meet George and throwing his arms around the taller teen’s neck.
Pulling him down far enough to snogg the life out of him. Fred hummed behind them and sat forward, resting on his elbows that sat on his raised knees. “You know, Harry if you vow to us, technically we would be married in the eyes of the law.” Hearing Fred’s words, Harry chocked and began a couching fit. With a vibrant flush that rivaled the splendor of roses Harry stared wide eyed at Fred. “Married!? Bloody Hell, your right.” He fell weakly back on the bed and stared at the canopy. Two bodies felt in line on each side of him. Their hands meeting across his stomach and entwining as they looked down at him.
“I know this is impossibly fast-“
“And an impossible amount of change-“
“In such a short amount of time-“
“But Harry, we will do everything in our power-“
“To make you happy and to give you the easiest life possible.”
“We will support you in all decisions and-“
“Directions you decide to take your life.”
Harry looked to them each as they spoke in turn and by the time they were done he was feeling quite mushy. “I Harrinhal James Potter Black do with sound mind, magic, and body vow to let my chosen; Gregor Fabian Weasley and Frederic Gideon Weasley take care of me, cherish me, and love me; mind, body, magic, and soul, for this life and beyond. I accept their vows to me and return one with my own. I vow to honor their commitment to me with love, kindness, patience and I shall protect them as they protect me. Let my soul be tied to theirs as we share this life so that it may be filled with passionate, fierce love. May we be blessed by magic and our bond in breakable.
So mote it be.” The blinding emerald light that shot out of Harry and ensconced them made them all hastily shut their eyes but as the magic sank in, exhaustion came with it and as the light faded away, they fell into a deep sleep.
Unknown to them life was just beginning for Harry and his new Husbands. Their family was only beginning to grow.