Wet Sand - 1/1 - Adult - Bill/Charlie
Title: Wet Sand (1/1)
Author: silvernatasha
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Charlie wasn't one to just sit back, though, and he retaliated with gusto, flinging sand in every direction. Bill/Charlie.
Warnings: Weasleycest.
A/N: Written for 50_smutlets prompt #07: beach.
Word Count: 645.
In the sun, Charlie just got more freckles until they seemed to clump together to look like he was deeply tanned. Bill, on the other hand, just burned.
He scowled, looking at where his younger brother was lying on his beach towel, his eyes closed and looking utterly peaceful for once. Bill was moving to Egypt in a week to start work for Gringotts and Charlie had been teasing him all morning whenever he complained about the heat or the sand.
Bill closed his book and watched Charlie for a moment longer, trying to decide whether he was asleep or not. Unable to make up his mind, Bill flicked sand at him anyway, making Charlie hiss and scramble to get out of the way. “Bastard,” he complained, trying to brush sand from his towel.
Chuckling, Bill was glad that their parents had gone for a walk to buy ice creams with Percy. The twins were digging a big hole to bury Ron in. Ginny was helping. “Mind your language. Mum and Dad were married when I was born.”
Charlie gave a snort of laughter. “Jury’s still out about the conception, though.”
Bill pulled a face - ew! Parents having sex! - and flicked more sand at his brother. Charlie wasn’t one to just sit back, though, and he retaliated with gusto, flinging sand in every direction. When Bill got to his feet to launch himself at his brother, though, Charlie gave a shout of laughter and quickly ran off down the beach towards the water.
The sand was hot beneath their bare feet and Bill slipped a couple of times as he chased after Charlie. When he finally caught him, he grabbed hold of the back of Charlie’s faded swimming trunks, pulling him down into the surf with a laugh and a yell of triumph.
Charlie struggled against him, laughing, and managed to pin Bill down, his back in the wet sand. Bill scowled in annoyance, hating the fact that his younger brother was stronger than him, his athletic body pressing Bill down firmly. Charlie looked down at him with a superior smirk. “I think I win,” he teased.
Bill paled as he felt a familiar sort of feeling, quickly grabbing Charlie’s arm when he made to get up. “Don’t move,” he growled.
“Why?” Bill thrust his hips up and Charlie’s eyes widened when he felt Bill’s erection pressing against his thigh. “What do you expect me to do?” He grinned suddenly. “Now can I call you a horny bastard?”
“Don’t move until it goes away?” Bill suggested, closing his eyes trying to think of the most unappealing, un-arousing things that he could imagine. Why had his cock chosen now to have a life of its own? It was most decidedly unfair and Charlie was never going to let him live this down.
Even though the water was cold, it didn’t seem to be helping.
His eyes snapped open when he felt Charlie start to move, his cock moving against Charlie’s thigh in a way that had him groaning and trying to grip wet sand. “What the fuck are you doing?” he demanded hoarsely.
“Making it go away,” Charlie told him in a tone that was far too innocent.
Bill gave an exasperated sigh, although his hips didn’t seem to be getting the message and were autonomously grinding against Charlie. He growled in annoyance, grabbing the tops of Charlie’s arms and rolling them over so that Charlie was lying down in the sand. “That’s not funny,” Bill told him harshly, still moving against Charlie. Charlie smirked at him, his hand soon grasping Bill’s cock.
He came with a gasp, the sudden contact pushing him over the edge. Charlie pushed him off him and Bill fell into the slightly deeper water with a splash.
Charlie grinned, watching Bill splutter. “I dunno. Seemed pretty funny to me.”
Author: silvernatasha
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Charlie wasn't one to just sit back, though, and he retaliated with gusto, flinging sand in every direction. Bill/Charlie.
Warnings: Weasleycest.
A/N: Written for 50_smutlets prompt #07: beach.
Word Count: 645.
In the sun, Charlie just got more freckles until they seemed to clump together to look like he was deeply tanned. Bill, on the other hand, just burned.
He scowled, looking at where his younger brother was lying on his beach towel, his eyes closed and looking utterly peaceful for once. Bill was moving to Egypt in a week to start work for Gringotts and Charlie had been teasing him all morning whenever he complained about the heat or the sand.
Bill closed his book and watched Charlie for a moment longer, trying to decide whether he was asleep or not. Unable to make up his mind, Bill flicked sand at him anyway, making Charlie hiss and scramble to get out of the way. “Bastard,” he complained, trying to brush sand from his towel.
Chuckling, Bill was glad that their parents had gone for a walk to buy ice creams with Percy. The twins were digging a big hole to bury Ron in. Ginny was helping. “Mind your language. Mum and Dad were married when I was born.”
Charlie gave a snort of laughter. “Jury’s still out about the conception, though.”
Bill pulled a face - ew! Parents having sex! - and flicked more sand at his brother. Charlie wasn’t one to just sit back, though, and he retaliated with gusto, flinging sand in every direction. When Bill got to his feet to launch himself at his brother, though, Charlie gave a shout of laughter and quickly ran off down the beach towards the water.
The sand was hot beneath their bare feet and Bill slipped a couple of times as he chased after Charlie. When he finally caught him, he grabbed hold of the back of Charlie’s faded swimming trunks, pulling him down into the surf with a laugh and a yell of triumph.
Charlie struggled against him, laughing, and managed to pin Bill down, his back in the wet sand. Bill scowled in annoyance, hating the fact that his younger brother was stronger than him, his athletic body pressing Bill down firmly. Charlie looked down at him with a superior smirk. “I think I win,” he teased.
Bill paled as he felt a familiar sort of feeling, quickly grabbing Charlie’s arm when he made to get up. “Don’t move,” he growled.
“Why?” Bill thrust his hips up and Charlie’s eyes widened when he felt Bill’s erection pressing against his thigh. “What do you expect me to do?” He grinned suddenly. “Now can I call you a horny bastard?”
“Don’t move until it goes away?” Bill suggested, closing his eyes trying to think of the most unappealing, un-arousing things that he could imagine. Why had his cock chosen now to have a life of its own? It was most decidedly unfair and Charlie was never going to let him live this down.
Even though the water was cold, it didn’t seem to be helping.
His eyes snapped open when he felt Charlie start to move, his cock moving against Charlie’s thigh in a way that had him groaning and trying to grip wet sand. “What the fuck are you doing?” he demanded hoarsely.
“Making it go away,” Charlie told him in a tone that was far too innocent.
Bill gave an exasperated sigh, although his hips didn’t seem to be getting the message and were autonomously grinding against Charlie. He growled in annoyance, grabbing the tops of Charlie’s arms and rolling them over so that Charlie was lying down in the sand. “That’s not funny,” Bill told him harshly, still moving against Charlie. Charlie smirked at him, his hand soon grasping Bill’s cock.
He came with a gasp, the sudden contact pushing him over the edge. Charlie pushed him off him and Bill fell into the slightly deeper water with a splash.
Charlie grinned, watching Bill splutter. “I dunno. Seemed pretty funny to me.”