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Why Does Sin Feel So Good?	By : QuietDesire Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Why Does Sin Feel So Good?
Author: Quiet Desire
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns them all, but I make them hot.
Warning: Slash and Twincest. That means if anyone does not like that don�t read. Hopefully no one will bash on me for this, I�m hoping you all are a little more supportive than the lot over at Fan fiction and more mature than to say: you�re sick!
A/N: Story is mine. Hope you all enjoy, I�ve only read one fic on this site that has Fred/George and that was written by Inell and it was Fred/George/Hermione, but still bloody well good. Anyway on to the story.
�We can�t Fred.� George whispered, tears clouding his eyes as he bent his head down, he could not look at his brother.
�Why the bloody hell not, George? So what if they say it�s wrong, we�re not them! Why should we deny ourselves what we truly want?� Fred paced around their shared room at the Burrow, arms trembling and face patched red.
�Because Fred, I�m not saying I don�t want to, I want it as much as you do! But I wouldn�t be able to face people, living a life of fear of someone finding out. I can�t go through that and you can�t expect me to!�
�I thought you told me you�d do anything for the person you loved.� It was Fred�s turn to look away from his brother, his voice growing silent in defeat.
�Fred! Come on now! I did say that but this is different! We were young, I thought we grew out of it, convinced ourselves it was only because we didn�t have girlfriends!�
�So you�re saying you never felt anything?�
�No! I�m saying it was an old habit and we�ve put a stop to it.�
�So you felt something?�
�Yes. I did, but not anymore.�
Fred crossed the room towards his twin, sitting beside him on their worn comforter and placed a gentle hand on his thigh.
�How can you be sure? Can we try, just this one time and if you don�t want to anymore we�ll stop. I swear if you do and you don�t feel anything I�ll never mention it again.�
George looked into his twin�s identical chocolate eyes, he could see the desire and wanting and he was fearful that the same look graced his own eyes. He took Fred�s hands in his own and smiled unsure.
�You swear to it? You know once we swear to something we can�t go back on it, not ever.�
�Of course I know. Yes, I swear.�
�Okay. Are you sure we won�t get caught?�
�We never did before.�
�Alright.�
George continued to look into his brothers eyes, waiting for him to initiate the forbidden act. He could feel his body shaking, this was wrong, all of it was wrong, but�no, he wouldn�t let himself think like that. He closed his eyes as Fred leaned over, brushing his lips over his brothers. Silky smooth met silky smooth as Fred pressed ever so slightly into George�s lips before pulling away and looking at his brother. Now he could see the look in his eye that had been there in years before. Now he knew for sure George wanted this just as bad.
Fred put his hand behind Georges head pulling him closer, brushing his fingertips over the coarse, curly red hair. Their hot breath mingled together before lips were upon lips once more. Fred became more daring, applying more pressure as George hesitantly began kissed him back. Fred�s tongue hesitated at George�s lips, asking for entrance, which George found himself granting with out much thought. Soon tongues were dancing together, the warm slick feeling electing a groan from Fred.
Both boys were exploring the others mouth, finding them to be almost identical. George�s heart rate increased and he could feel blood rushing to his member. Soon his arms entwined together and both boys lay back against the bed so as each was besides the other. They stayed that way for a bit, kissing passionately; hands running up and down the others back, mirroring actions. Fred wanted to make sure George was comfortable before he moved on.
Now that George had started, there was no going back and he was acutely aware of that. With that in mind, he really did not want to wait any longer and decided to take things into his own hands. He began to unbutton Fred�s shirt kissing the skin that was revealed as he went. The pale flesh was warm and had a thin layer of perspiration coating it. Fred soon was working on George�s shirt, pulling it over his head in easy effort so that they both were with out shirts.
Naked tops pressed against each other. George could feel Fred breathing, his chest pressing into his own, he could feel his heart beating in sync with his own. He moved his fingers along Fred�s chest, down his torso, along the lines of the protruding muscles. Finally, he reached his hips, taking both hands to trail down them before reaching the barrier of his pants.
Fred smiled, George had always been the one that had control, but he had thought this time he would have to be. Looked like that was not the case. George reached down and took the button in his hands before slipping it out of it�s hole and taking the zipper of Fred�s trousers and pulling it down, allowing him to take the pants off completely. He then smiled at Fred lying beside him in only his boxers before he climbed on top of him and smiled.
He snaked a hand down and began to rub Fred�s swollen member through his boxers causing Fred to groan and grind against the hand. George pulled back making his touch lighter to Fred�s dismay before cupping him fully in his hand and using his palm to massage his twin.
�Can�t you remove the boxers George; they really are an annoying accessory.�
�Not yet Fred. Impatient though are we?�
Fred just moaned in reply as George lowered himself down and began blowing scalding breath along his erection. Fred began to push up towards him, wanting his mouth to be in contact with him, even if it was just through fabric. George complied, kissing at the boxers while continuously blowing hot air up and down. The bulge was becoming even more prominent, if that was at all possible and Fred was on the verge of begging.
�George, really, you don�t know what you�re doing to me. Please just remove the boxers!�
�Alright. But, my dear brother, it really doesn�t seem fair that you�ll have nothing on yet I�ll still have my trousers and boxers.�
�I wouldn�t mind fixing that for you.�
�Oh good, I thought that�s what you�d say.�
George linked his thumbs underneath Fred�s boxers before pulling them off slowly, allowing Fred�s erection to finally be freed from its restraints. George groaned at the feel of his twin�s erection pressing against his stomach.
Soon Fred had pulled George back up to face him and he began to work on his pants and boxers. Pulling both down at once, George was now also fully nude, both twin�s dicks rubbing against each other causing groans to sound all around them. George balanced his weight on his arms so not to crush Fred and began to grind his hips against his brothers, as Fred did the same. Soon both boys� erections were rubbing along the others, the feelings pulsing through them in spurts. They began to grind faster, each boy�s breath become short and gasping.
Fred gripped his arms around his brother�s back as each boy felt the waves of orgasm hit at the same time. Both boys roared out the others name, forgetting all thought of being quiet. Hot seed shot from each, covering their stomachs and thighs in a sticky mess. George collapsed on his brother, panting, and looked back up into his eyes.
�So George, can we do that again?�
�Oh, maybe every once in a while.�
And as he kissed his brother, again he knew that the look of love in Fred�s eyes was perfectly replicated in his own.
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