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Breaking the chains of the past	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 13566 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Breaking the chains of the past

Pairing: Fred x O.C. x George

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summary: Fred and George left Hogwarts after they failed to cross the age line. They quit school rather then being expelled, they believed that too much formal education rotted the creative mind. Approached by Harry's 'sister' Artemis they are given not only a place to live besides the burrow but also a sizable investment due to Harry's unwanted Triwizard Cup winnings. While they prepare to open their shop the Weasley twins meet an unusual wizard with a past. They become rivals for this wizard's affection.

Chapter 5

Bree was celebrating his first birthday while working for George, since Fred ignored him for the most part.

He was lonely…

George wandered into the apartment above the shop with a bottle of liquor. “Hey? You seemed out of sorts today. I know you don’t think much of company but I’m always willing to listen.”

“Why would I spill my deepest, darkest secrets to a stranger?” Bree muttered.

George winced, “I had hoped that we were friends. If you don’t want me here I’ll go.”

Bree grabbed his sleeve, “You can stay if you want to that badly.”

George grinned and sat in the settee across from him, he conjured two tumblers and poured them both some.

“I’m jealous of your ease with magic.” Bree grumbled.

George smiled, “You’ll figure it out soon, you’re not stupid or slow.”

They sipped at the whiskey.

George regaled Bree with stories of his and Fred’s glory days of pranking at Hogwarts.

Bree was soon laughing so hard he was crying, “Shut up! Half of that can’t be true.”

George chuckled, “It’s all true. If you want me to shut up, do something about it.”

Bree reached over and dragged George close by the front of his shirt. He was too drunk to be in control of his actions and snogged him.

George’s eyes widened and he moaned softly, his first real kiss. And damn was Bree a fine kisser…

Bree had George on his knees, fisting his shirt and keeping him off balanced.

George fell back onto the floor, pulling Bree down with him.

Bree landed on George, his thighs straddling George’s hips.

“Oh Merlin.” George was hard and he tried to grind against Bree’s arse.

Bree snarled, “None of that.”

A crack of magic and George’s arms were above his head and tied at the wrist. George was naked and gasping.

“No one fucks me.” Bree hissed.

George swallowed, “Then have me. You know I want you. I’ll have you however I can.”

“You ever been with a bloke before?”

George shook his head; “I was attracted to guys but never enough to want to bed them. Not ‘til you. I sort of hoped you’d want me. I caught you looking sometimes. I gave you space but tried to show I was interested.”

“I can’t believe someone like you would want someone like me. You don’t know anything about me.” Bree muttered.

“You’re smart, quick as a whip, hard working and relaxing to be with. You’re gorgeous, without narcissism and lacking pretentiousness. I just was drawn to you because you are different from anyone I know. You don’t chase me like the witches I know, thinking you can seduce me. I just wanted you…” George used wandless, nonverbal magic to prepare himself, “I still want you. It is sort of erotic to be tied up like this. You can have me whenever you want.”

“Whenever I want? I want you now.”

A heartbeat later Bree was naked and thrusting deep into George’s arse.

George closed his eyes, groaning softly, “Yes…”

Bree wasn’t gentle; he fucked George hard and fast.

Which George loved, it was odd that a large man like George preferred to be dominated in bed especially by someone so much smaller in size.

It felt so good…George was glad of the charms that he’d used to prepare himself.

George was sure because Bree hadn’t touched his prick that he’d come from being fucked and wasn’t that an erotic thought.

Bree thrust in deep and fast but he’d found George’s prostate easily. It was hot to listen to the large man gasp and curse. George was actually begging for him to keep going and not stop. It was hard to think complete thoughts but it was still unnerving that he was allowed to do this.

They both came hard with loud cries, Bree managed to fuck them both into another orgasm before they passed out from exhaustion.

XoooooX

Fred was worried because according to their house elves George hadn’t come back to the Manor last night. He’d Apparated to the shop right after breakfast to find it was locked up at least.

He searched the shop just to be sure but there was so sign of George. Was he upstairs in the apartment?

He scowled, that Bree was trouble…

Fred made his way up the back stairs to the apartment.

He opened the door and smelled the scent of old sweat and spilt semen.

Fred was startled to hear two distinct soft snores; one that sounded an awful lot like his twin.

He made his way around the second hand furniture and choked on a breath.

George was on his back, his arms and legs wrapped around Bree.

Damn if Bree didn’t have the finest arse he’d ever seen.

Fred hissed and ignored the thought.

George let Bree…fuck him? His twin was bent? How hadn’t he guessed that? It was very disconcerting to realize that his twin might have hired this Bree because he fancied him.

“I can hear you Fred.”

The voice startled him farther, it sounded sexy sleep-roughened.

Fred swallowed.

XoooooX

Bree turned to glare at him, “What do you want?” bring a hand up to his temple.

“Was a bit surprised you shagged my brother.”

Bree glanced down, gulped and sprang at the settee pulling the afghan over himself. “Fuck!”

George whimpered softly in his sleep and then woke up. He sat up gingerly and shivered. “Bree?”

“Not talking to you.”

“He’s got the balls to bed you but not to face you.”

Bree snarled, “I was drunk.”

George blinked, “Only one glass of whiskey?”

Bree scowled, “yeah.” He was lucky he hadn’t let George fuck him.

“Well why don’t you both shower, dress in something suitable since you missed breakfast you can walk down to the Leaky Cauldron and get something there.” Fred tossed an armful of clothes at George and left quickly.

George glanced at Bree sheepishly, “I didn’t mean to get you drunk. I did want you to relax for once. For what it’s worth, I enjoy it. I’ve never been intimate before. You’re a good kisser and I wasn’t sure that I could come from being fucked. I liked that. I’m no cheater. I really like you Bree. You ever want to do this again let me now. Though next time I would prefer we were more sober.”

Bree muttered darkly, “Sure you want a whore to fuck you?”

George blinked, “What?”

“You want to know where I got my experience?”

George shrugged, “It doesn’t matter to me.”

“It should. After all, I let my father fuck me, every day, many times a day. You really should rethink liking me.”

George swallowed, “I don’t think you were willing. You wouldn’t jump when people speak loudly or think you’ll be hit. I don’t care about any of that. I had suspicions but I like you anyway. There is something special about you Bree. I want you to keep working for us. I’m not going to fire you if you won’t sleep with me. I enjoyed it, I would like to do it again but you don’t have to feel obligated. I want you to choose to be with me of your own free-will.”

George moved, still naked and covered in cum, he lightly touched Bree’s cheek. “If you want me, you know where to find me. Now I’m going to shower down in the office. You can use the one up here. I expect you to meet me in fifteen minutes. Remember meals are not optional.” He stood slowly, lightly brushing Bree’s lips. “See you soon.”

Bree stared at him, what was wrong with George?

He should be disgusted with him…

XoooooX

George reluctantly showered, he was saddened to find the only marks Bree left were handprints on his hips.

No hickeys or teeth marks.

Then again, Bree hadn’t been interested in foreplay. A shame…

George shivered; he would have loved to feel those hands on his body.

He dried off and dressed in one of his suits. George sighed and finished adjusting his tie.

Fred was pacing outside the door.

George groaned inwardly, “What do you want?”

“What were you thinking? Sleeping with the help?”

“You’re just jealous! I saw how you looked at Verity!”

Verity was the cashier girl, while Bree was a stock boy. Bree wasn’t comfortable with crowds so he preferred to avoid them. He only came out on the floor when one of them told him something was running low.

“I wouldn’t sleep with her!”

“Why not? You like her!” George glared.

“I don’t want people thinking we only hire those we want to sleep with. I don’t want people thinking you have to sleep with one of us to keep your job.”

George glowered, “You just don’t get it. I did hire him because he was attractive but also because he clearly had no place to go. I spent eighteen years as a virgin because I didn’t meet anyone I wanted to sleep with. I care about him Fred. Bree is more important to me then one of your one-night stands. I don’t decide to bed every cute guy I meet. Bree is special. I won’t let you degrade last night. I enjoyed it. I know he did. Don’t ascribe your motives to me. We might look alike but we’re different people.”

“Not so different if we both find him attractive.” Fred muttered.

George backed Fred into a wall, “You can’t have him. I won’t let you bed him and leave him. He deserves better then your callousness. You don’t know him. You’ve never tried. Bree deserves to be treated like he has value. I care about him; I might wake up one day and realize I love him. I don’t know. All that matters is letting him see he has worth. You leave him alone.”

XoooooX

Bree had overheard the argument between the brothers.

He hadn’t meant to of course.

George was protective…

He wasn’t sure he liked that George was treating him as his property.

However Bree felt a rush of warmth that almost brought a smile to his face when George said he was special. He was valued?

He wasn’t sure how he felt about Fred liking him…

He’d seen how Fred flirted with all their female customers. He would have to be blind not to realize that Fred had stared at him earlier.

He tip-toed up the stairs and ran down them.

“We eating?”

Trying to pretend he hadn’t heard.

XoooooX

George pinned Fred with a glare and headed towards Bree. He slowly brought his hand up to squeeze the younger man’s shoulder.

Bree gave him a shy nervous smile.

George flushed, “Let’s go grab breakfast at the tavern before we’ve got to open the shop. I know you’d prefer to be in the back before the crowds arrive.”

Bree nodded.

George slowly moved his arm so it rest on Bree’s slim shoulders, “Come on.”

XoooooX

Fred watched them go.

He didn’t like being cold-shouldered or told off by his younger twin.

What sort of power did that Bree have over them?

Fred wasn’t sure but he would find out…

A/N: What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
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