Published: September 30th 2023, 12:22:45 pm
Some background for those who don't know, in November 2020 I shifted to my dr where I am dating George and I live at the Burrow with everyone. I was there for Christmas and it was a fun time. Later in the day me, George, Fred, Ginny and Ron all decided to go up to Ron's room because he told us he had a stash of firewhisky. Where he got it from? He wouldn't tell us.
So we played drinking games and I got drunk VERY QUICKLY. I blacked out because one second I was drinking and laughing with everyone, then the next thing I knew I was waking up with a pounding headache, in George's bed with him hovering over me. I didn't even know how much time went by but I didn't bother to ask.
"Hey you! You ok?" He asked me in a hushed voice as he sat on the bed. I mean I felt like shit but I hate to make him worry about me when he doesn't have to so I just told him "Yeah... I'm fine." He had a look on his face that I couldn't exactly read "Why do you ask?" His brows raised and he smirked, "You do remember what happened right?"
I felt my heart beating faster because I had absolutely no clue what had happened. "Remember what exactly?" George was grinning and I could tell from looking at his facial expressions that he couldn't wait to tell me what he was holding back. "You got quite drunk..."
My eyes widened because I was afraid of what I could have done "What did I do?" This is when he got excited because he was finally going to tell me "What did you do? You don't remember? You kissed Ginny!" He said this slightly loud and put his pointer finger up to his mouth, shushing himself.
At that point I said my safe word SO FUCKING FAST because I did not know how else to react to that and I didn't feel like facing it at that moment.
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(I waited almost a month to shift back to this DR and what happens next is uh... well it's something! I had attempted to shift late at night but I ended up falling asleep. So when I woke up at 6am I was like why not try again? And I did. And I shifted. For 6 months in my dr...)
This is what happened.
When I got to my dr I had to take a few seconds to remind myself that I left in the middle of a conversation then I said "I did what now? I kissed Ginny?" My heart was beating so fast because I've been waiting weeks in my cr wondering what actually happened.
George said "No." and paused for long enough that I was able to feel relieved and then he spoke up and said "Not just Ginny... but you kissed the rest of us as well!" The smirk on his face was huge at this point as he watched my face, waiting for me to react.
I was honestly in shock. I was ready to accept that I kissed Ginny and move on from it but never did I expect that I'd be going around kissing everyone. "George... please tell me that you're just fucking with me." I looked at him with pleading eyes but he shook his head. "Sorry love, not fucking with you." His eyes darted to the side as he thought about what he was going to say next.
"You know seeing you do that actually turned me on." His eyes now watching my face as he obviously loved seeing my reactions to everything he was saying. This really caught me off guard at first "Why? How?" Me asking that question made him bite his bottom lip and his hand started rubbing my leg. "It was hot. Seeing you there kissing them all, because at the end of the day you're mine, and we do so much more than just kissing." He winked at me and squeezed my leg a bit.
I was still laying down, just propped up on my elbows so I sat up quickly forgetting my current state so I got really dizzy. George was quick to place his hand on my back to steady me. "You alright?" I just nodded and looked at him "I just- I really don't believe you George." He shrugged his shoulders as his hand softly rubbed my back. "Well they all experienced it so I'm sure you can ask them about it in the morning." His eyes were scanning my face and I noticed a change in him.
"But for now..." He smirked as his other hand came up to brush my hair back and away from my neck. I gasped when I felt his lips press against the skin of my neck. I scooted closer to him and my hand came up to run my fingers through his hair, as he started to gently suck on my neck. He really likes to give me hickeys but they're normally in places that I can hide them easily. This time he didn't seem to care.
His hands started to travel up my sides, under my shirt. "George..." I whispered, my skin shivering against his touch, his hands cold. He trailed kisses up my neck and to my jaw, pausing to speak "Hmm? Something wrong, Amanda?" I couldn't help but smile when he said my name. "No nothings wrong. I missed this." (Catch me slipping) He raised a brow at me. "Missed what? We just fucked the night before?"
My eyes widened when I realized what I said but he obviously wasn't going to realize what I meant because then he smirked "I'm just that good huh? Can't even go one day without me?" His hands now continuing their way up my sides until they cupped my boobs. "Don't flatter yourself." I rolled my eyes at him but then I gasped because he had started to gently pinch my nipples.
He pressed his forehead against mine, clearly enjoying the fact his hands were on my boobs. "Seems like it's you who can't go a day without me." I said jokingly and just as I went to laugh a bit he pressed his lips against mine. His fingers rolling my nipples in between them, which felt amazing.
I moaned against his mouth which made him groan, his hands leaving my boobs and attempting to pull my shirt up. I pulled back from the kiss to help him and he tossed my shirt to the floor. His eyes were obviously focused somewhere... so I crossed my arms over my chest to cover myself the best I could. "You next, handsome."
He shook himself out of his little trance "Oh right!" He quickly pulled his shirt up and over his head, tossing it in the same direction as my shirt. We both sat there for a few seconds, eyeing each other, then he wrapped an arm around my back and gently pulled me so that I was laying down on the bed again.
He then lifted one knee up and placed it so that his knees where on either side of my hips. Looking up at him, I felt so extremely tiny. He ran his hand up my stomach as his other hand unbuttoned my pants. We were making eye contact this whole time, my hands reaching up to cup his face. "Kiss me." I whispered and pouted which apparently he thinks is adorable.
As his lips met mine he also slipped his hand down under my pants and panties. His finger teasing my entrance "Fuck you're soaked already?" He murmured against my lips. Coating his finger in my wetness, he then trailed it up to my clit, rubbing gentle circles on it. I gasped against his lips, my mouth opening wide at how good it felt, him always able to make me feel extremely sensitive.
He took this opportunity to bite my bottom lip as he slid his finger back down, slipping it into my opening, his thumb now on my clit. I started to moan a little too loud so he pressed his lips against mind hard, to keep me quiet. My fingers tangled in his hair as he pumped his finger a few times before adding a second, curling them just perfectly.
It didn't take him too long to make me orgasm, mans knows what he's doing! His fingers continued to help me through my orgasm, my body twitching with pleasure as I gasped, trying to be as quiet as possible. "Is that what you missed?" He winked at me and smiled when I slapped his shoulder and said "Oh shut up!"
His facial expression changed quickly and he looked at me with what I could best describe as desperation. "I really need to be inside you..." he said as he sat up kneeling, his hand palming himself over his pants. Since my legs were under him I brought my knee up and gently brushed it against his crotch which made him groan. "What are you waiting for?" I said as I propped myself up on the elbows.
George wasted no time pulling my pants down my legs and then his finger toyed with my panties. "Damn I've got you soaked..." he smirked and quickly pulled my panties off, taking a second to twirl them on his finger. Then his eyes focused on me, scanning my body as he ran his hand up my thigh.
"Well you going to take off yours as well?" I asked because he was clearly distracted. "Oh of course! Give me a second." He got up and slid his pants down, kicking them off his feet. My eyes were clearly focused on the huge bulge in his boxers. "You want these off too?" He asked with a smirk, his one hand slipping under the waistband of his boxers, stroking himself.
"I mean I'm content watching you jerk yourself off but don't you think it would be much better if your dick was inside me?" I asked with a head tilt "You got me all worked up and wet for you George. Please come fuck me."
He immediately nodded and slid his boxers down, freeing his dick. I smiled big because he looked so fucking hot standing there. He then crawled into bed, hovering himself over me, grabbing the sheet and tossing it over us lazily.
He had his hands resting on the bed next to my head which showed how muscular his arms were. "Remember we're going to have to be quiet alright? Try the best you can to hold in those sweet moans of yours." I nodded and bit my lip as I brought my legs up and wrapped them around his waist, my hand reaching down to grip his dick. Stroking it a few times first before lining it up with my opening.
He groaned, slowly pushing himself into me "Fuck Amanda... You're so tight around me." he gasped as I lifted my hips a bit, taking more of him. My arms wrapped around the back of his neck as we looked into each other's eyes. "I want you to be rough with me." I whispered. He didn't even need a second to process what I said, he started to thrust in and out of me. Starting slow and gentle but quickly getting rougher each time.
I couldn't help but moan and he was quick to cover my mouth with his hand. "Shh..." He went to pull his hand away but then he traced his thumb over my lips. Looking at his face I could tell he was expecting me to do something so I opened my mouth and began to suck on his finger. This made him groan and at this point was pounding into me.
Pulling his finger out of my mouth, he then pressed his lips against mine. With my legs, I tried to pull his hips down even more which made him gasp and pull away from my lips. He had to rest his head in the nook of my neck as I held onto him tightly, moaning as quietly as I could.
At this point I just had an eerie feeling that someone was watching me so I turned my head to look across the room where Fred's bed is. My eyes went so wide when I saw that he was wide awake just staring at George and I while we were having sex. I was in pure shock honestly but knew this would happen eventually because we obviously aren't too quiet.
We made eye contact for a few seconds and he didn't even look away at all. While I was in a staring match with Fred I could feel George's thrusts slowing down and getting shaky. So I decided not to say a word and just turned my head back, moaning a little louder than before.
"I'm close... Can I-" he had to pause because he was panting quite a bit "-can I cum in you?" He asked, lifting his head up to look me in the eyes. I raised my brows at him "Go for it." I said and then I lifted my head up to press my lips against his, kissing him passionately as he thrusted a few more times. Then he groaned against my lips, his dick twitched inside me as he came.
He thrusted a few more times before he slowly pulled himself out of me, causing me to whimper a bit. He broke away from my lips to look me in the eyes, the both of us breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his forehead. "You're absolutely amazing, you know that?" His hand came up to brush my hair back behind my ear.
"Oh I know it." I said with a smirk and he laughed, rolling his body so that he was laying next to me. "I love you." He whispered into my ear as he pulled me into his arms. "I love you too." I said as I looked up at him. He smiled and kissed my forehead.
He fell asleep fairly quick but I couldn't because I kept thinking about the fact Fred watched us fuck. Eventually I did fall asleep but I woke up in the morning feeling sore and exhausted, with a pounding headache.
George had already been awake, holding me in his arms, waiting for me to wake up. "Well good morning beautiful." He said in a groggy voice as he sat up, pulling me up with him. "Everyone's downstairs probably waiting for us." He said as he tucked my hair behind me ear. I pouted because I was in no mood to get out of bed.
"Oh come on little mouse. I'll make sure the trip downstairs is worth it." He said with a wink. I gave him a confused look but he just laughed and got up out of bed, taking my hands in his, pulling me up so that I was now sitting at the edge of the bed.
"You want me to dress you?" He asked as he threw on a T-shirt and grabbed a clean pair of boxers. Listen I love being independent but... George is willing to do everything for me, so I'm not going to turn his offers down. "Yes please."
He smiled and looked through my clothes, taking some time to pick out an outfit for me. "Ok stand up." He said as he walked back over to me, placing my clothes on the bed. I stood up and lifted my arms up for him to put my shirt on me. Then he grabbed the panties he picked out "George... Really?" He had to get the most revealing ones that are all lace and show everything.
"What? They're cute. I like how they look on you." He smirked as he knelt down, holding them so that I could step into them. He pulled them up, his hands then moving to grip my waist. "They're completely see through. That's why you like them." Kneeling in front of me he lifted his head up to look at me with a smile on his face "Exactly." He then kissed both my thighs, one of his hands leaving my hip so that he could slip his finger under my panties.
My entire body shivered at his touch but then he pulled his hand away and stood back up. "We've got to go eat breakfast." Just pretending like he didn't just start something. "You better plan on finishing what you just started." I pouted as he knelt back down and had me step into a skirt, pulling it up. "Oh." Was all I said because it was clear he had planned to since I hardly wear skirts.
"Don't you worry... Now come on let's go. I'm starving." He bent down to kiss me softly and then we went downstairs, holding hands until we got to the table.
Of course we ended up sitting across from Fred and he was already staring at me, a slight smirk on his face. I remembered that George had probably left hickeys on my neck so I fixed my hair, hoping that would hide them. I looked away from Fred to see Ginny and Ron looking at me, the both of them holding back laughter. Then Ginny leaned in and asked "George tell you what happened?"
"Yes Ginny he did... I'm sorry." Was all I said, my face growing red from embarrassment. My attention turned back to Fred who was eyeing me. "Oh look who's finally up! The two of you sleep well?" Molly asked from the kitchen with a sweet smile on her face. George and I nodded and when I turned back to see if Fred was still looking at me, I felt George place his hand on my thigh.
My eyes went wide because I knew exactly what he had planned. "Want some orange juice?" He asked me, his hand now making its way under my skirt. I tried to keep a straight face as I nodded. He grabbed the pitcher with his free hand and poured me a cup. Just as I went to pick up my cup his finger found my clit and began rubbing it softly, which made me almost spill my orange juice.
"Everything alright dear?" Molly asked as she looked up. "Oh yeah everything's fine." I said flashing a smile at her. She nodded and went back to what she was doing.
I had to sit there and pretend like nothing was happening while George slipped two of his fingers into me, pumping them slowly. There was no way I was eating so I just played with my food.
Right when I felt that I was getting close, he pulled his fingers out of me and his hand came up to grab a piece of toast. I bit my lip and crossed my legs as I looked at him, watching him take a few bites before placing it back on his plate. He then started to lick his fingers, turning to look at me and flash me a quick wink.
The rest of breakfast was pretty uneventful besides the fact that I kept making eye contact with Fred. Also George spent the rest of the time rubbing my thigh over my skirt.