Repeat Performance (Fred/George, OFC/OFC, PG)
Author: kaiwynn
Requestor: debate_geek
Claim: Fred and George had long since disappeared into the darkness with a pair of Fleur's cousins.
Rating: PG.
Pairings: F/G, OFC/OFC
Summary: Fred and George teach about the advantages of having a twin.
Warnings: Um, incest x2, m/m, f/f. Just kissing, really.
Author's Notes: This was originally going to be smut, but then I decided not to. :)
"See that?"
"Mmhmm."
"Gorgeous."
"And French," added George.
"Can't forget that," his brother agreed.
The twins eyed the two girls walking delicately up the path. They were also identical, and therefore equally beautiful. Fred grinned at his luck - the girls were tall with narrow waists and golden hair cascading down their backs.
Best of all, they were both at least two years younger than Fred and George.
One of them approached, an adorable bounce in her step. "Is this the Delacour wedding?" she asked. Her voice was high and girlish, with a current of laughter running beneath it.
"Why yes, it is," answered George, in the tone of someone who has just learned something new. "And what are your names, dear ladies?"
"Sofia," giggled the second sister. "My sister's name is Helena."
"Well," Fred said, "we know just where two beautiful girls such as yourselves should be…"
"…With us," finished his twin, and at that, the girls laughed. Fred linked his arm with Helena's, and George with Sofia's and the brothers led them away to an obscure corner of the Weasley garden. It was the twins' favorite place at the Burrow, other than their bedroom of course, because it was a spacious area surrounded by hedges and completely blocked from an outsider's view. Best of all, they'd already encircled it with their own protective charms. It was perfect for mischief-making.
"If you would be so kind," Fred intoned with a flourish, motioning for the sisters to enter the enclosed space first. They giggled at his attempt to be formal, but walked in nonetheless, folding their legs beneath them as they sat on the ground. Fred and George sat across from them, grinning.
"So, you are both twins as well," said Sofia.
"I completely hate it," Helena added, throwing a glance at her sister. "Everyone always thinks we are the same people. And I can never get away from her!"
"But there are advantages to being twins, too," Fred said coyly, looking at the sisters from beneath his eyelashes. "After all, you know every part of their body intimately." He smiled, and Helena's eyes widened.
George furrowed his brow. Already? Didn't Fred think it was a bit early? But apparently these girls were flattered by the attention from the older set of twins, and that was lucky.
"We are not virgins," Sofia announced proudly, "but in our families, such a thing is…not mentioned."
"But - " Helena said slowly, " - perhaps it is a good idea…"
Well, well, George thought. Fred was right. They were ready.
George chuckled. "Maybe you two should see how much fun it is to have an identical twin," he purred, copying his brother's tone. He winked and turned to Fred, eyes alight with amusement and excitement.
George leaned forward and kissed his twin's lips, softly at first in order to gauge the sisters' reaction. But there was only a shocked silence, and that was good enough. Well, he thought, smiling against his brother's mouth, if they don't run away screaming, that's good too.
Fred bit down on George's bottom lip just a little, and George groaned. They didn't fear being overheard - the soundproofing charms kept their haven safe. (After all, this wasn't the first time they'd done this here.)
No fair, George thought, and decisively swiped his tongue across Fred's teeth. Their bodies instantly pressed together. George broke away, breathing hard. His brother was in the same state: cheeks flushed and lips red from kissing. They turned to the girls sitting across from them, and both were staring in openmouthed astonishment.
Sofia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Helena licked her lips and said, "You think we…should do that?"
"Well," Fred replied slyly, "you don't have to if you don't want to."
The two girls looked at each other and hesitated. And then, suddenly, they were pressed together, kissing with a level of intensity that told Fred they'd probably been wanting to do this for a while. But just as suddenly, they were apart, scooting backwards and attempting to be as far apart as the enclosed space would allow.
"This can't be right," breathed Helena in a weak voice.
"I don't know," George said slowly. He glanced over at his brother in that impish way of his and quirked the side of his mouth up in a little half-smile.
"Yeah," agreed Fred. "I think you should do it again."
Requestor: debate_geek
Claim: Fred and George had long since disappeared into the darkness with a pair of Fleur's cousins.
Rating: PG.
Pairings: F/G, OFC/OFC
Summary: Fred and George teach about the advantages of having a twin.
Warnings: Um, incest x2, m/m, f/f. Just kissing, really.
Author's Notes: This was originally going to be smut, but then I decided not to. :)
"See that?"
"Mmhmm."
"Gorgeous."
"And French," added George.
"Can't forget that," his brother agreed.
The twins eyed the two girls walking delicately up the path. They were also identical, and therefore equally beautiful. Fred grinned at his luck - the girls were tall with narrow waists and golden hair cascading down their backs.
Best of all, they were both at least two years younger than Fred and George.
One of them approached, an adorable bounce in her step. "Is this the Delacour wedding?" she asked. Her voice was high and girlish, with a current of laughter running beneath it.
"Why yes, it is," answered George, in the tone of someone who has just learned something new. "And what are your names, dear ladies?"
"Sofia," giggled the second sister. "My sister's name is Helena."
"Well," Fred said, "we know just where two beautiful girls such as yourselves should be…"
"…With us," finished his twin, and at that, the girls laughed. Fred linked his arm with Helena's, and George with Sofia's and the brothers led them away to an obscure corner of the Weasley garden. It was the twins' favorite place at the Burrow, other than their bedroom of course, because it was a spacious area surrounded by hedges and completely blocked from an outsider's view. Best of all, they'd already encircled it with their own protective charms. It was perfect for mischief-making.
"If you would be so kind," Fred intoned with a flourish, motioning for the sisters to enter the enclosed space first. They giggled at his attempt to be formal, but walked in nonetheless, folding their legs beneath them as they sat on the ground. Fred and George sat across from them, grinning.
"So, you are both twins as well," said Sofia.
"I completely hate it," Helena added, throwing a glance at her sister. "Everyone always thinks we are the same people. And I can never get away from her!"
"But there are advantages to being twins, too," Fred said coyly, looking at the sisters from beneath his eyelashes. "After all, you know every part of their body intimately." He smiled, and Helena's eyes widened.
George furrowed his brow. Already? Didn't Fred think it was a bit early? But apparently these girls were flattered by the attention from the older set of twins, and that was lucky.
"We are not virgins," Sofia announced proudly, "but in our families, such a thing is…not mentioned."
"But - " Helena said slowly, " - perhaps it is a good idea…"
Well, well, George thought. Fred was right. They were ready.
George chuckled. "Maybe you two should see how much fun it is to have an identical twin," he purred, copying his brother's tone. He winked and turned to Fred, eyes alight with amusement and excitement.
George leaned forward and kissed his twin's lips, softly at first in order to gauge the sisters' reaction. But there was only a shocked silence, and that was good enough. Well, he thought, smiling against his brother's mouth, if they don't run away screaming, that's good too.
Fred bit down on George's bottom lip just a little, and George groaned. They didn't fear being overheard - the soundproofing charms kept their haven safe. (After all, this wasn't the first time they'd done this here.)
No fair, George thought, and decisively swiped his tongue across Fred's teeth. Their bodies instantly pressed together. George broke away, breathing hard. His brother was in the same state: cheeks flushed and lips red from kissing. They turned to the girls sitting across from them, and both were staring in openmouthed astonishment.
Sofia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Helena licked her lips and said, "You think we…should do that?"
"Well," Fred replied slyly, "you don't have to if you don't want to."
The two girls looked at each other and hesitated. And then, suddenly, they were pressed together, kissing with a level of intensity that told Fred they'd probably been wanting to do this for a while. But just as suddenly, they were apart, scooting backwards and attempting to be as far apart as the enclosed space would allow.
"This can't be right," breathed Helena in a weak voice.
"I don't know," George said slowly. He glanced over at his brother in that impish way of his and quirked the side of his mouth up in a little half-smile.
"Yeah," agreed Fred. "I think you should do it again."