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talesof-old · 2 months

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nightly studies | c.w.

pairing(s): charlie weasley x male!reader

warning(s): 18+, smut, blowjobs, slight edging, very slight voyeurism?, sharing an apartment, shower sex, needy reader, reader has a penis, not proofread or edited, i don’t know what i’m doing i wrote this in one sitting

word count: 1.7k

a/n: so originally the request was for while charlie and reader were at hogwarts but that would make them underage so i changed it so they’re working at the romanian dragon reserve

i did change the request just a tad, so i hope that’s fine!

masterlist

charlie weasley + smut

You’d been listening to Charlie talk about the characteristics of the Antipodean Opaleye for at least thirty-five minutes. You glanced at the clock on the apartment wall and grimaced.

23:49.

You shifted in your seat, pants rubbing against your dick in an unforgiving tease, leaving you nearly gasping. It couldn’t be helped; Charlie was most attractive when he talked about the things he was passionate about, and one of those things just happened to be dragons. The two of you had been studying for the newest addition to the Romanian dragon reserve for hours at this point.

One glance over at Charlie solidified the inkling that stopping for release would not be an option. You sighed, grabbing your previously abandoned quill and marking the notes sheet you’d made.

“-and it’s got to be one of the prettiest dragons I’ve ever seen.”

You nodded along, finishing your note about adult breeding habits. At least someone was getting ducked down.

A gentle hand touched your thigh, high enough that you nearly jumped out of your skin. “You alright, love?” Your face burned but you hummed, nodding at the redhead. He leaned closer, head just inches from yours.

“Are you certain?”

You rolled your shoulders back and spared him a glance. His eyes glittered in the soft candlelight, which under any other circumstances would have you kissing him like a starved man. He jerked his chin towards your papers. You huffed, handing him the pages with words still damp from ink.

“Blimey, you’ve gotten far more done than I have.” You shook your head. A soft smile fought its way to your lips; of course Charlie Weasley didn’t have to write any of the information down, he was Charlie Weasley. The other dragonologists didn’t joke about him being the Walking Dragon Encyclopedia for nothing.

“Not all of us can keep all of that information in our brains.” He chuckled, pressing a kiss to your cheek. The stubble on his chin rubbed against the sensitive flesh of your face, reminding you of a much different place you’d like to feel it. You shifted in your seat again. The boner you’d been rocking for what felt like an eternity seemed to grow more sensitive with every moment. If you glanced up, you might’ve noticed the all too knowing smile on Charlie’s face.

Silence fell over the both of you, save for the scratching of quills against parchment or the clinking of metal in ink pots. It droned on and on, echoing like a drum in your ears. Charlie, potentially intentionally (and infuriating) oblivious, dutifully wrote out the notes he imagined he’d need later.

A part of you hated him for it.

The other part of you ended up winning, however. A quick glance at the clock told you it was twenty past midnight. Your shared roommate’s shift ended in just a little over an hour.

“How much longer you got?”

Charlie’s brow furrowed in mock innocence as he flipped through several pages then turned to you.

“Dunno, maybe a chapter?”

You clicked your tongue. “You have fifteen minutes. Please come to the bedroom when you’re done.” He simply blinked at your request; a borderline plea for him to follow.

“Love, you know I love you dearly, but why…?”

You stacked your own books neatly, putting a lid on your ink pot and organizing your paper. His expectant words had you gnawing at the inner part of your cheek.

Heat spread across your neck. Was he really going to make you explain yourself? Truly?

Instead, you stood.

In moments, Charlie’s face was beat red, though the shit-eating grin on his face let you know he was far from embarrassed—or surprised. You sighed, rubbing a hand over your face and shuffling to the bedroom.

“Be there soon as I finish, love. Don’t get started without me.”

His words turned firm. You bit your lip, closing the door behind you and undressing quietly. Night shifts sometimes ended earlier than normal due to the overlap of shifts, so there was a chance your roommate Sasha would be back at any moment.

You crawled into bed, clad in nothing but underwear, body nearly trembling with anticipation. Exhaustion weighed heavily on your eyelids despite the tension that seemed to snake through every inch of your being. Sleep would come quickly tonight.

Your cock ached at the lack of touch, enough that you seriously debated starting without your boyfriend. Time dragged as you laid among the soft sheets. Another glance at the clock.

00:52.

You groaned, head flopping back onto the pillow. Privacy was rare to come by these days, especially at the Sanctuary. Both of you loved your job with every fiber of your being, but damn if it didn’t sometimes get to you. It was like being in school all over again.

The door creaked open and Charlie’s sheepish smile instantly had you raising a brow.

“Sasha’s back.”

You nearly wept.

“Come on, I’ve got an idea.”

Charlie crossed the room to tug you from the bed, all but dragging you into the bathroom. The cogs in your brain slowly but surely started turning. A grin spread across your face.

“Shower sex? Really? Well you sure know how to seduce someone.” Charlie shook his head and wrapped his arms around you, peppering your face and neck with kisses. You hummed at the affection, tracing over the burn marks on his arms.

“Need to drown out the noises, rather not have him walk in on the two of us.”

Your dick throbbed at the idea of potentially getting caught. Charlie turned, switching on the shower and letting it warm up. In the meantime, you stripped down completely with him following suit, both nude in the chilly bathroom. Your cock slapped against your abdomen as you waited for the water.

“Remind you of anything?”

You laughed as you conjured up an image of the prefect bathroom.

“Perhaps one too many fond memories.”

He reached a hand under the water to test the temperature. With a nod, you were stepping into the rather small shower cubicle. He settled behind you, nipping at the skin of your shoulder as he reached around you to splay a hand over your abdomen. You clamped your mouth shut to avoid the keening noise that would’ve erupted from your throat.

“Careful, love.”

You leaned against the wall, desperate for stability as his hand lowered, gliding over skin until he gripped your cock at the base. You bucked your hips, the sensation too much and not enough. Red hot pleasure nearly blinded you as Charlie fondled your balls, your legs trembling at the sudden assault.

“I’m too tired to shag. Give you a jobby?”

You nodded, not trusting yourself to open your mouth.

He was down on his knees in an instant, lips smacking before he turned you to face him. He leaned you against the wall, legs just barely parted for balance. Charlie guided your cock to his mouth, lips parting as he took you in. You gasped, already far too close from how long you’d waited. He inched you further into his mouth until you were as far as you could go. Your eyes rolled back as he gave an experimental suck, his tongue warm and soft against your sensitive flesh.

Pleasure coiled in your gut like a spring. If he wasn’t careful, you’d blow a load quicker than a virgin.

“Charlie-“ You weren’t even sure what you were going to say, especially as he drew back and began licking at the veins of your dick. Warm water pelted against your side. You choked, reaching a hand out to the wall as he kitten licked all the way up the length of you. He paused for a brief moment, long enough that you looked down.

His hair was halfway in his eyes, sipping wet as he regarded you like something divine. Your knees went weak.

“Beautiful.”

His lips attacked themselves to your balls, already taut from holding back a rapidly impending orgasm, and you used your free hand to cover your mouth.

He grinned, moving to lick one long stripe on the bottom of your cock to the tip. Your hips bucked against his face. He loosened his jaw, careful of his teeth, and allowed you to sink back into his warm hole.

You shook, teetering on the edge of climax, though you couldn’t find it in yourself to be embarrassed.

He sucked, bobbing his head up and down as if daring you to cum in his mouth. You moaned loudly against your hand, trembling like a baby fawn as you felt your balls tightened and your cock pulsed. Your hips involuntarily jerked, sending you deeper into his mouth. The tip of your dick hit the back of his throat, and instead of choking he sucked hard.

Just as you nearly fell over the edge, Charlie pulled away. You whined, tears filling your eyes at the denial. Reasonably, you knew he was trying to wear you out. But you’d rather cum right now. Charlie rubbed his cheek against your thigh, far too tender for what he’d just done.

“Don’t be mad, lovely.”

You inhaled sharply as your climax slowly faded away.

He pressed kisses to your inner thighs, alternating between sucking hard or gently licking at the skin, desperate to mark up your skin. He gripped your legs, his fingers digging in as he returned his attention back to your cock.

Your chest heaved as he sucked on your head, running a tongue over your slit. Your hands splayed across the tile of the shower, unsteady in their search for solid ground.

He took you deeper, your abdomen tensing as you rapidly approached your orgasm once more. Your body ached with desire. He bobbed his head, each motion sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. Late nights always heightened your sensitivity.

You bucked against his mouth, moaning as he swirled his tongue around your shaft.

Charlie hummed, and all of a sudden it was too much. You cried out, white flashing across your eyes as you came. Charlie swallowed, throat still massaging you through your orgasm. You whined weakly, panting as your vision returned. Charlie slowly pulled you from his mouth, patting your thigh as you groaned. He wrapped his arms around you. You leaned heavy against him, body shaky.

He kissed you hard, salty cum still on his tongue as he did. You moaned against his mouth, almost desperate to have another go at the taste of you still lingering.

A bang on the bathroom door had you jumping in his arms.

“Are you two done now? I need to take a piss!”

You laughed quietly, resting your head against Charlie’s shoulder.

“We need to get our own place.”

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keykeep · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 19- Truth or Dare- Charlie Weasley

warning: master/slave,anal,female masturbation,blowjob.

“Can we play with your hair?” You and Tonks asked Bill Weasley who was perched on the floor with you, Tonks and Charlie playing Truth or Dare. “Fine” he mumbles as you and Tonks wave your wands changing colours and styles until you land on green pig tails. You two giggling and satisfied with leaving his hair like that.

“Okay, my turn” Bill announces to the room, “Charlie, truth or dare?” “Truth,” he says to his older brother. “Who's your favourite sibling?” laughter filled the room as Charlie replied, “you Bill” he mumbles to his proud brother.

“Okay, Dears, we are going to bed don't be too loud you'll wake the kids” Molly announces to the room as Arthur and Molly hug their sons before departing from the room.

“Now the real fun can begin” Bill announced rubbing his hands together.

Charlie looked around the room before landing on you, “truth or dare?” feeling the intense gaze of everyone in the room you answered with truth as Charlie raised his eyebrows and said “neck, ear or nipple which do you prefer to have nibbled on?” a chorus of ooh’s went around the room.

“Neck” you mumbled softly, you turned to Tonks to ask truth or dare and there was no surprise when she picked dare. “Tonks, perform a sexy dance in front of everyone” “only if you do it too” she announced pulling you to your feet.

You and Tonks danced for the brothers who were mesmerized by your moves from the stay of your hips to your shaking of your breasts judging from the smiles on their faces and their hands covering their crotches. They thoroughly enjoyed it.

Sitting back down Tonks turned to Charlie and asked him truth or dare, he picked truth as Tonks leaned closer and said “who was the last person you dreamt about?” Charlie's freckled face flushed as his eyes met yours as he said your name. Tonks and Bill grilling Charlie about the contents of this dream as you continued staring at him your cheeks burning. Charlie replied “I’ve fucked her in loads of positions” which made you smile.

Truthfully, you had a crush on the Weasley and loved his dedication to dragons and Quidditch, but you always thought he wouldn't ever see you as anything more than a friend.

He turned to you asking you the burning question, This time you chose dare. He nodded announcing “touch yourself until your next turn” everyone looked at you as your eyes grew. “Here? In front of everyone,” he looked at Bill and Tonks before turning back to you and nodded.

You lifted your skirt until it was bunched around your waist as your fingers slid between your thighs, your gaze fixated on Charlie you slid your fingers into the waistband of your panties working your fingers into your cunt letting out a small moan at the feeling.

With a shaky breath you gave Tonks her next dare. “Make out with Bill” you dared, as you gently stroked yourself as spread the moisture around your cunt. Before alternating between teasing your clit to plunging deep inside yourself.

As they turn to each other you keep your gaze on Charlie who is palming his erect cock through his pants. You push a finger inside you as you begin to pump them in and out as fast as you can.

Your back arches as you release sharp intakes of air and mumbled words of pleasure. Your legs shake as cum flows down leaving a wet patch on the floor.

Conveniently it was Bill's turn to tell you a dare. “Become a slave for 10 minutes to Charlie” you slid closer to him as you cup his face in your hands, “Master I'm all yours” he swears under his breath before he kisses you pulling you flush against him, “on your knees, now?” He said breathlessly as you knelt before him. “Open wide” you obeyed his command letting your lips part as his erect cock slips into your mouth slowly. You painstakingly run your tongue all over the sensitive head of his cock.

You moan at the luscious taste. You began to lower your mouth on his cock inch by inch getting as much of his cock as your throat could handle. His strong hands gripped your hair as your tongue ran around his tip to his shaft in one long lick. You start to raise and lower your mouth over him sucking at him as he grunts in approval. His hands on your hair dictate how much his thrusting into your mouth.

When Charlie suddenly stopped you “god I want you to taste my cum, but I also want to fuck you so badly, get on all fours” you obeyed his command getting in position and awaiting your next instruction. You felt Calloused hands stroking your ass as he rubbed lube onto his hard cock.

He pressed his cock against your ass, not yet inside you as he slowly inserted himself inside you as you took him in as your body stretched to accommodate his big cock. You felt him move inside you pushing himself in deeper until his moving in long strokes.

You moaned his name as you felt his hips flush against your ass, as he thrusts in and out of you. His hand moves to your clit stimulating that in rhythm with his thrusts. His intense pounding and the pressure on your clit was too much, as you felt yourself tighten, whole body shaking as your orgasm approached.

The pounding continued until you felt Charlie still, him emptying himself inside you as his body shook through his own orgasm. You pulled apart bodies dripping with sweat. As the room became clearer you looked up to see Tonks and Bill pleasuring themselves to the scene in front of them.

“Fuck, that was hot” Tonks moaned as she bucked her hips against her hand trying to get deeper. Your eyes went to Bill who had his erect cock in his hand stroking it from shaft to tip with his head tilted back.

You turned to Charlie as you were now filled with determination. A new mission for years to come, You waned to replay every dream Charlie had about you with him. But one thig is for certain, you didn’t care if you had an audience or not as long as you had Charlie Weasley.

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theravenclawlover · 2 years

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🎃Kinktober Day 20🎃

Day Prompt: D.P. [2 holes]/Overstimulation/Edgeplay

Word Count: 447

Warnings: +18 (MDNI), sexual content, reader has female reproductive organs (hehehe sounds funny), overstimulation, edging, "C" word usage, crying, and my writing as usual.

A/N: Another for you lot. Enjoy it because we do not have enough Charlie Weasley content.

Charlie Weasley x AFAB!Reader

Charlie Weasley was a very kind man, at least he was to everyone he met and was friends with. Forever the thoughtful and caring person, out of all the Weasleys he was the one that took after his mum’s caring nature. And when you two had started dating, it had been very much a fucking gift how nice he was. He was perfect, always thoughtful leaving all your other relationships—even the good ones—to look like nothing but a shame and waste of time because you could have had Charlie long ago.

But you should have known it was too good to be true. Because Charlie Weasley was the biggest asshole to you when you fucked.

“Almost there, love? I bet you are, I can feel your walls clenching around my fingers.”

Charlie Weasley was a fucking tease. He loved nothing but to torture you before letting you cum. At first you hadn’t known that, you had been the third person he’d ever slept with, so his experience added years with you as the dummy. But once he got very much confident in his technique, you were ruined. You were already obsessed with him, but even if he was an ass right now while he fingered your cunt for what was most likely two hours now, you knew the orgasm would be nothing but an explosion of pleasure that your nervous system couldn’t possibly comprehend.

“P-please Charlie,” you cried as your hands grabbed harshly at his ginger locks and the sheets. “I wanna cum, aw fuck, please.”

“Mhm,” he said as he watched three of his fingers fucked your squelching cunt, slick all over your cunt, thighs, down your ass, and his hand. “I guess I could let you.”

You whimpered louder when his fingers curled and began abusing your very sensitive spot while his mouth joined the game as he sucked your slicked and stiff clit.

“Fuck me,” you cried out as both your hands joined to grasp at his hair. Forcing his face to stay there. Your legs were shaking horribly, your body unable to function as his tongue and fingers did nothing but overstimulate your sensitive cunt. He was merciless, and soon enough you could feel that tension in you only seconds away from snapping like an overused hair tie. “m’close.”

Not even a second after your words, Charlie defeated your weakening limbs from their hold, his mouth leaving your clit and his fingers coming out of you with an obscene squelch.

The ‘no’ your mind shouted was only a pathetic cry and a sob out of your mouth. Charlie kissed your thighs in mild consolation.

“Sorry, love, I changed my mind.”

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theoreticslut · 2 years

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💋 nsfw Charlie finally getting to be together after Charlie recovers from an injury?

😏😉💗 absolutely. i know this is suuuper late, but i hope its still decent! Xx

sex w/ charlie after an injury;

-you continually tell him that he’s going to get hurt

-you’re not even being pessimistic

-it’s just that you know him & you know the nature of his job

-he is going to get seriously hurt at some point

-of course he never believed you

-but now that he’s been nurturing a broken ulna for just over a month, he’s taking your word a bit more seriously

-he’s not complaining about a broken arm in the slightest though

-not when he’s had you as his caretaker

-watching you care for him & make sure he’s taking care of himself has only turned him on the last month

-seeing you get so stern with him when he’s determined to do something he shouldn’t be with a broken arm gets butterflies roaring in his stomach

-not to mention the pure domesticity of it all

-you asking him if he’s in pain, getting him meds if he needs them, helping him out with things he can’t easily do anymore

-it drives him crazy

-but his cast has come off

-& the dr has said he’s good to start using his arm again

-so that can only mean one thing…

-he’s getting you in bed tonight

-when you get home from running errands he’s already started sweet talking you

-& is offering to cook for you

-although you adamantly decline since he still needs to take it easy

-but it doesn’t stop him from getting all touchy with you

-hugging you from behind as you cook

-trailing his hands over every available part of your body

-whispering sweet & sometimes naughty things in your ear

-kissing all over your neck and shoulders

-until you finally cave in & he quickly sinks to his knees

-unbuttoning your bottoms & sliding them off of your body easily

-where he then trails warm kisses over your thighs until he’s tasting you & getting you to throw your head back in pleasure

-from here he’ll make his way up your body

-removing the rest of your clothes & leaving a trail of kisses & tender touches

-eventually you get to the bedroom where he’ll fuck you lovingly for hours

-until neither of you can go anymore without passing out from exhaustion

-but even then his kisses and wandering hands never stop

-you’d think he was a starving man with how touchy he is after his cast gets removed

-but that it definitely not the case

-as if you could go an entire month with getting your hands on him & vice versa

#theweasleyslut’s 1.1k sleepover #this is literally so late omg #i’m so sorry #harry potter #hp headcanon #hp smut #charlie weasley #charlie weasley x reader #charlie weasley smut

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daily-hayley568 · 2 years

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Could you do a head canon/imagine type thing with what you think Charlie Weasley would be like as a bed partner? ❤️

I Love The Way You Love Me|Charlie Weasley

pairings: charlie weasley x fem!reader

Summary: you love how Charlie loves you.. in bed

warnings: smut, 18+, p in v, fingering, oral fem!recieving, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)some rough sex , mostly soft sex, fluff, use of pet names. Oral male!recieving, riding, spanking, shower sex

A/N: first smut lol.

You and Charlie had been together for the last three years, officially. It all started after a wedding you were both in the bridal party of. During the reception, you and Charlie were outside the venue sharing a bottle of firewhiskey.

You had always been friends. Friends that flirted with each other, borderline romantic and platonic.

Next thing you know the empty bottle of firewhiskey was dropped, and Charlie had grasped your hand as you both found an empty shed. The door was closed shut and you were against it. Charlie’s mouth had found yours in a passionate lingering kiss.

Your tongues were intertwined and his hands that had been at home on your waist were now finding the hem of your dress. He pulled away and you whined from the separation,

“Is this okay?” A soft question in a heated moment, “Can I lift your dress up?”

“Lift it, Weasley or I’ll take it off myself.”

“Yes ma’am.” He chuckled, lifting the dress off of you.

“Merlin, you’re gorgeous baby.” He whispered kissing down your sternum. His fingers fiddling with the bra clasp. Before he lifted his head to ask, you unclamped it for him.

He chuckled into your chest, sending vibrations through your body. Your panties were soaked.

His mouth took a boob in his mouth. His tongue flicking it back and forth. His other hand didn’t dare to leave the other tit lonely and his hand squeezed and flicked it. Fondling it lovingly. You gasped a moan at the nipping from his teeth.

Charlie left your boobs and brought his face back up to you. “Do you want to do this?”

“Yes, fuck, Charlie.” You were needy and your hands struggled to unbuckle his belt. He chuckled dropping his pants and boxers and you felt yourself leak some more when you realized just how big he was.

His hand from your clothed heat and he chuckled huskily in your ear. “So wet and just for me?” You whined as you watched him swipe your juices with three fingers and put it in his mouth.

Charlie pulled your panties down in a haste. He patted your arse and you jumped wrapping your legs around his waist. You ripped off his shirt, practically drooling at his muscles and freckles. “Merlin, you’re so hot.” You muttered.

He chuckled as his tip prodded your entrance before he entered you. You moaned grabbing at his shoulders your nails leaving marks in his flesh. “You alright, love? Are you okay?”

You nodded your cunt clenching around his dick, “It feels so good, Charlie.” You whispered.

Charlie pulled out of you and thrusted his hips into yours. Your moans of pleasure and calling out his name made him thrust into your cunt faster.

You sucked on his neck nipping at it. It was sure to leave a hickey on his collarbones.

“Fuck, Charlie! I’m almost there.”

“Me too, baby. Come on!” Your cunt clenched before you came and released into him. Moments later he came into you.

“You’re so hot.” He praised kissing you again and again.

After he pulled out, you cleaned each other up. As you both got dress you notice him shove your panties into his pocket, it made you grin.

You two said it was a one time thing.

It wasn’t.

More late nights, more can I come overs, more I need you right nows, all turned into a first date at Florean Fortescues. Soon later you were an official couple. You moved in together after one year.

He still treated you like a goddess in the sheets. Charlie was so sweet in bed. He always asked if you were okay, made sure to always ask, and afterwards he’d run you a bath and you would bathe together.

One night was your traditional muggle movie night. The movie was long forgotten when Charlie picked you and carried you from the living room and dropped you on the bed.

He kept talking about how he couldn’t watch the movie when you were sitting there only wearing a satin robe. He pulled off the robe and grinned.

“You’re always so pretty.”

You flushed.

Charlie kissed your stomach following the line until he was at your heat, eye contact from that position made you even wetter. If Charlie was supposed to be really good with dragons; he was awesome at giving head.

“Babe, come on!” You whined. He just chuckled and his mouth was on your heat.

“What? You want this?” He asked pulling your clit lightly. You moaned. “Yes, Charlie!”

He chuckled diving into your heat. He lapped at you. His tongue swiped it before he added two fingers pumping in and out of you. You were screaming. Your hands going through his hair.

“I’m almost there, baby!” You cried.

You finally released onto his fingers and Charlie grinned sucking on his fingers and swallowing your juices. Holy shit that was hot.

Charlie hovered over you kissing your lips. You took the chance to flip you. He was now pressed against the bed and you were on top of him. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and you dragged your tongue down his happy trail, making sure to keep eye contact.

You pulled his shorts and underwear down to release his length. Charlie sat up leaning against the headboard, “I want you ride me baby.”

You grinned climbing onto his lap sinking yourself into him. You moaned and grabbed his shoulders. After adjusting, you began to roll your hips into him.

“Fuck! Just like that baby.” Charlie hissed.

You turned the rolling into bouncing thrusting Charlie into you. His dick continuing to hit your deep spot. “Perfect, you’re so perfect.”

With the praises you bounced faster, moans falling out of the both of you. He smacked your ass, “Come on, just a little faster! I’m almost there baby girl.” You bounced as fast as you could slamming himself into you. It felt so raw. It felt so good.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Charlie released himself into you and you obtained his juices. You clenched again and released yourself into him. You sighed in exhaustion kissing his shoulder.

Charlie also loved shower sex.

Sunday Mornings were Charlie’s favorite. You would get up lazily. You’d decide to get into the shower after brushing your teeth.

It usually with him pounding in you into the wall.

Your legs were wrapped around his waist and he slammed himself into you and you cried loving it all.

You also loved giving him head in the shower. You took his length in your mouth. The parts you couldn’t take in your mouth you pumped the base with your hand. He’d moan and pull your hair. Hed release himself in your mouth, and you’d swallow it. You’d stand up licking your lips with a grin.

When Charlie couldn’t sleep, cockwarming always helped. You had offered it the first time he couldn’t.

“I cant sleep.” Charlie muttered into your ear.

“Would cockwarming help baby?” You asked turning to face him in bed.

He nodded, “Only if you’re okay with it.”

“If I wasn’t I wouldn’t have offered it Charlie.” He smiled pressing a kiss to your head. He slipped himself into your cunt. When you heard his even breathing you knew he had fallen asleep. With your head on his chest you agreed.

You loved how Charlie made love to you.

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the-al-chemist · 8 months

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On This Wild Night — Part Two

Notes: I’m not a natural writer of erotica. I’m just too British for it. Still, it’s good to challenge oneself. So, here’s my first go at taking on something of that nature. Apologies in advance if it’s below par.

A warning: this chapter contains sexual content, descriptions are moderately explicit, and the scene in question involves two enthusiastically consenting adults. There are also several references to character deaths that occur in canon.

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The house was empty. Artemis pulled Charlie inside, where the familiar surroundings of the Weasleys’ kitchen were quiet around them.

When she kissed him, he let go of her hand and brought both of his to her face, his thumbs resting on her cheeks and his fingers at her hairline. She kicked off her shoes, rested her bag down on the kitchen counter, and ran her palms up his chest until she reached his bow tie. Tugging slightly, she worked at the knot so that it came to hang loose around his neck.

Meanwhile, Charlie’s hands began to travel down her body. As they reached her waist, he manoeuvred her to the middle of the room. He pulled his wand out of his back pocket and placed it on the kitchen table so that he could lean back against it, and his fingers dug slightly into her hips as he pulled her towards him.

“How long do you think we have?” she whispered, fingers fiddling with the buttons at the collar of his shirt.

“Speeches are in fifteen minutes.”

“Won’t anyone come looking for us before then?”

“No,” was Charlie’s reply. Artemis could feel his words as much as she could hear them, softly murmured against her skin as he started to trail kisses down her neck to her collarbone.“I made up an excuse. They’ll leave us alone.”

“What did you tell them?” Artemis asked, her voice already breathy. Charlie paused, and pulled his lips away from her sternum to stare at her. “What?”

“We have all of fifteen minutes and you really want to know what rubbish I’ve spouted to keep everyone away? Does it matter?”

“No, you’re right. Waste of time. As you were.”

Charlie shook his head and chuckled, lowering his mouth to — as she could have predicted — Artemis’ breasts. She let out a small moan and brought her hands down to untuck his shirt from his trousers, using her fingers to gently trace the lines where the muscles of his lower abdomen ended above his hips. He pulled her even closer, and she smiled as she felt him stiffen against her for the second time that afternoon.

This time, though, Charlie was responding in kind. He released his hold on her hips to run his palms down her thighs and back up again, bunching up the material of her dress as he went. He moved almost tantalisingly slowly, so that by the time his calloused fingertips grazed the top of her thighs, she could feel her yearning for him like a knot in her core. He continued to tease her with gentle touches that moved closer and further away again as he kissed his way back up her neck to her earlobe.

“Well, we both know there’s nothing else in my way now,” he said wryly, and a moment later, his fingers were exploring the wetness between her legs. His lips moved back to hers, and she felt them curve into a smile as she sighed against them, her hips already gently bucking against his hand.

Determined even now not to let him get the better of her so easily, her hands found his belt. Her fumbling fingers made less light work of it than they would normally, but it wasn’t long before she was able to feel him through just his boxers. A few moments later, those were unbuttoned as well. She continued to work him, firmly massaging the length of his erection, feeling it twitch in her palm as his breath became ragged.

In response, Charlie upped the ante, drawing rough circles with his fingers before delving them into her, curving them to form a question mark. But just as she thought she had the answer, he moved his hand away entirely.

“Why did you stop?” she asked him.

“To do this,” said Charlie’s low voice. A second later, he had hoisted Artemis up, lifting her up from the ground with his hands under her bum.

Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and legs around his waist, and he carried her to the side of the room, resting her back against the wall.

“Smooth,” Artemis muttered. Charlie shrugged nonchalantly, but from the expression on his freckled face she could tell that he was feeling pretty pleased with himself. “How long have you been wanting to pull that move?”

“A while,” he replied, his proud-looking half-smile not slipping one bit. “This seemed like the right time for it.”

“Agreed. You know, I’ve always thought those muscles were wasted on dragons.”

“Definitely. Now, just hold still a second.”

“Why?”

“This bit’s a bit more fiddly, and I now feel like I need to keep up this smooth thing so I can carry on impressing you.”

“You always impress me.”

Charlie kissed her forehead, before concentrating on slowly lowering her down onto him. As he did, Artemis drew a deep shaky breath.

“That alright?” he asked.

“More than alright.”

Artemis kissed him. He returned the kiss, using his tongue to open her mouth and tenderly pushing a strand of hair back from her face. As the kiss began to deepen, she pulled away and looked him straight in the eye.

“Charlie. We’re on a tight schedule.”

“Oh, yeah. Forgot about that.”

He moved his hand from her face to the wall beside her head and started to thrust against her, into her, slow and deliberate. Her mouth found his again, and his teeth grazed her bottom lip. As he continued, Artemis buried one hand in his hair, and grasped at the fabric of the back of his shirt with the other, pulling him closer to her. She wanted him closer, needed him closer. As if he knew, Charlie’s movements became harder and heavier.

A moan escaped her lips and her back arched towards him, the crown of her head hitting the wall behind her loudly and painfully as she threw it back. Instinctively, Charlie moved his hand from the wall in an attempt to cushion the blow. The attempt was unsuccessful, but Artemis’ own hand took hold of it. Their fingers entangled together, and Charlie brought both up above her head as he moved faster still, each buck of his hips causing her breath to hitch.

It was quickly becoming too much for both of them. A heat started to rise in Artemis, burning its way through her until she could stand it no longer. She buried her face into Charlie’s shoulder as fireworks went off in her head, bursting in a myriad of colour and light that only she could see.

While the light behind her eyes was still fading, Charlie followed suit, his final thrust turning into a jerk as he also crashed and burned inside her. They clung to one another for a moment as they recovered, both still panting and trembling.

After one more clumsy kiss, Artemis was lifted up and lowered down so that her feet were on solid ground, her legs almost giving way as she bore weight on them. Charlie waited until she was standing steady before letting go of her and taking a step backwards.

“How’s your head?” he asked, doing his fly back up and tucking his shirt back into his waistband.

“Fine. Well, no. It hurts, but I don’t care. Worth it,” said Artemis. She smoothed down her dress and started trying to help him with his bow tie, not that she knew what she was doing on that front. “Good move, we should try that again some day.”

“I intend to. When you least expect it. It’s a stealth move, that one.”

“Sure. Are we late for the speeches?”

Charlie checked his watch above her head.

“We’ve actually got a minute left,” he said, looking and sounding pleasantly surprised. “Well done, us.”

He opened his palm and held it up to Artemis, who stopped struggling with his tie for a second to hi-five him. Looking back at the still-loose bow tie, she sighed, fetched Charlie’s wand from the table, and pointed it at the fabric around his neck. It immediately formed a passably neat bow.

She handed the wand to its rightful owner, and attempted to neaten up her hair using the window as a mirror, to little avail. Luckily, her hair had been messy before she even left the marquee.

“Will that do?” she asked Charlie, who stood behind her to assess the damage.

“Yes, it looks very pretty.” He wrapped his arms around her and placed a kiss on her right shoulder. “Right. Speeches?”

“Speeches.”

Less dishevelled now, the two of them made their way back out through the garden, hand in hand, talking quietly. Suddenly, Charlie stopped dead in his tracks and let go of Artemis’ hand. She frowned at him.

“What?”

“Here,” he said, and after a quick glance around them, reached into his pocket. “You should probably take your knickers back.”

Artemis grinned and took her pants back from Charlie. She pulled out her wand, and with two quick movements, vanished and conjured them again, so that she was wearing them once more.

“I knew that would get your attention.”

The champagne flutes floated around to top up the glasses once more as everyone sat back down at the end of Ron’s speech.

“I thought he did really well,” said Artemis, holding her glass aloft for one of the bottles to fill, “especially as he was obviously so nervous about it.”

Charlie eyed his youngest brother sceptically. “Was he?”

“Yes.”

“Well, you’d know. I just would have preferred it with a few less anecdotes.”

“I thought they were quite funny anecdotes.”

“Yeah, they were.” Charlie shrugged. “I just don’t think we all needed to know quite so much about the bloke who’s going to be shagging my little sister later.”

“I always thought people stopped having sex after they got married,” Artemis said, and on Charlie’s other side, Kingsley Shacklebolt let out a deep reverberating chuckle.

“The number of redheads in the room might suggest otherwise,” he laughed, leaning forward to make eye contact with Artemis, who grinned.

Charlie grimaced and shook his head, and Artemis nudged his shoulder with her forehead.

“Lighten up, Charlie,” she giggled. She raised her glass to her lips and added under her breath: “Hypocrite.”

Charlie pulled a face at her and put his own glass on the table so that he could poke her in the ribcage. He steeled himself for her retaliation, but didn’t need to. His father had stood up and was hitting his own champagne glass with a teaspoon.

The room fell quiet, and Arthur Weasley pointed his wand to his throat.

“Sonorus,” he said, and his voice became louder, as he introduced himself to the wedding guests. “Good afternoon, everyone. For those of you who don’t know, my name is Arthur, and I’m the father of Ginevra and Ron, along with several other red-headed young men, but they’re all less important today.”

“Oi!” a male voice heckled from a nearby table. Charlie smiled, recognising the voice as that of George.

“Today is all about Ginny — and Harry, of course, but we can talk about him later,” Arthur continued, all too used to being disrupted after over thirty years of fatherhood. “Now, most of you are probably aware that by the time Ginny came along, my lovely wife Molly and I were old hats as far as parenting is concerned, but there were still certain things that we were not prepared for.

“Firstly, up until then we’d only had boys. There’s nothing quite like the panic of a father taking your daughter out in public for the day and her telling you that she needs to go for a wee. Bill, you have this to look forward to,” he added, looking across to the table where Bill was sitting with Victoire on his lap. “Luckily, Ginny’s always been an independent sort of girl, so she had no problem walking off to go by herself, leaving me to worry about her and feel as if she were already growing up too fast. Not that she knew, of course. She wasn’t worried in the slightest. She was fearless.

“That’s the other thing that I wasn’t prepared for: Ginny herself. Anyone who has met our boys will know that Molly and I have a habit of raising children that are either too clever for their own good, too stubborn for their own good—”

“He means you,” whispered Artemis.

“No, he doesn’t,” Charlie whispered back.

“— or just too much trouble for their own good. Ginevra is all three of those things, and much more. It’s no wonder that she’s managed to achieve so much even at the young age she is now. Every day, she does something else that makes me get that same feeling as I did watching the back of her little head walk off that day, and to make me proud to call myself her father.

“The third and final thing that I was unprepared for when I became Ginny’s father, was just how much love I had for her. It’s the most incredible thing about parenthood: how, even if you’ve gone through the process six times before, you still are overwhelmed by the love you have for your children, and surprised by the fact that you even had that much love in you. It’s a very strange thing; you find that same impossible amount of love over and over and over again.” Arthur paused, and took a deep breath. Charlie wondered for a second if he was about to see his father cry, but then Arthur smiled. “And then, in what must be one of the cruelest tricks of nature, your children get older, and they start finding people that they love more than they love you.”

Next to her husband, Molly Weasley had started dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief. Charlie watched as Ron’s fiancée nudged him with her elbow and jerked her head in the direction of their mother, and Ron reached over and patted her on the shoulder, somewhat awkwardly.

“It’s sad, at first,” Charlie’s father continued, “but not for long. Because, if they choose well, you end up digging even deeper into the endless caverns of your heart, and finding love for those people as well, for the simple reason that they love your child just as much as you do, and make them happier than you could ever wish to.

“Which brings us nicely on to Harry. I did say I’d be talking about him, as well. Now, all my children have done very well when it comes to choosing their partners, but Ginny managed to pick Harry out of the crowd at a very young age. I guess they don’t call him the Chosen One for nothing.”

There was a quiet titter of laughter across the room, and Harry Potter closed his eyes behind the round frames of his glasses and looked down at the table. His bride squeezed his forearm gently and whispered something into his ear that no one else could have heard. When she faced forward again, both bride and groom were stifling giggles. Charlie smiled. Ginny really did look happier than he’d ever seen her.

“Now, I’ve already mentioned that Ginny is too stubborn for her own good, much like a few other young people in this room,” said Arthur, with a knowing smile. He looked over in the direction of their table, and added, “Don’t worry, I won’t be naming any names, Charlie.”

The laughter that echoed through the room was louder that time. Artemis flashed him a knowing grin.

“Told you so,” she said. He gently batted her across the back of her head. He obviously hadn’t meant to hurt her, but she winced.

“Sorry. I’m sorry,” he whispered, realising that he’d just hit the exact part of her head that had hit the wall not long earlier. Artemis pursed her lips.

“Oh, you will be.”

“Anyway,” Arthur was saying, oblivious to their antics, “our Ginny being the stubborn girl that she is, I knew even then that it was only a matter of time before Harry chose her, too. Maybe that’s why it was so easy for us to accept him as one of our own all those years ago. Molly and I make no secret of the fact that we’ve always loved Harry like yet another son, and I’m so happy that today, we get to officially call him just that.

“I know that I’ve been rambling for some time, and Molly’s going into a state of shock that I’ve managed to talk for this long without even saying the word ‘Muggle’… Oh dear, now I’ve ruined it.” He grinned sheepishly, and for the third time, everyone laughed. “However, I cannot make a speech this afternoon without mentioning that even though today is one of the happiest of my life, there is a certain amount of sadness in this room, too.”

Charlie tensed involuntarily. Of course. It was always going to be a matter of time before someone mentioned the noticeable absence of his brother. He tried to swallow, but his throat had suddenly become too dry even for that.

“I don’t want to dwell on it too much,” his father said, with a sad smile, and eyes glistening with the threat of tears, “but there are so many people who sadly couldn’t be here today, and would have loved to have been.”

Arthur Weasley’s voice caught in his throat, and Charlie looked down at the table. He couldn’t bear to see his father cry. A small hand crept into his field of vision, and took hold of his. Charlie didn’t look up, but he squeezed Artemis’ hand gently, and didn’t let go of it.

“Fabian, Gideon, Albus, Alastor,” Arthur listed. “Frank and Alice, Pandora, Dobby, Cedric, Ted, Sirius, Remus and Dora—”

Charlie looked up now, trying to make eye contact with Artemis, but her eyes were straight ahead, fixed on the little pageboy in the seat opposite her, whose hair had now turned the same shade of red as all the Weasleys’. Her eyes were glazed and her face was blank. She was completely unreadable. Charlie squeezed her hand tighter.

“— and my own dear son, and Ginny’s beloved brother, Fred,” his father’s voice cracked again, but he recovered himself. Charlie’s knuckles were now white. “Last but not least, Harry’s parents, Lily and James, who I know would have been so proud to see what a fine young man they gave this world.

“We as a community and as a family may have lost so many people, but we carry them with us, always. But, like I said, I don’t want to dwell on that. Today is for the living, and I know we’ve done a lot of reminiscing in our speeches today — some of us a little too much reminiscing, maybe.” Arthur looked pointedly at his youngest son. “What I want to do now is look to the future. I can think we can all agree that it’s going to be a very bright one for these two. So, please, raise your glasses to my daughter and her husband.”

Several dozen chairs scraped the floor of the marquee as every single one of the wedding guests rose to their feet. Charlie picked up his champagne glass in his right hand. It felt strange to do so, but he knew that he couldn’t let go of Artemis’ hand to use his left. Not yet. He wasn’t ready. Judging by the fact that Artemis had neglected to pick up her glass at all, neither was she.

“To Harry and Ginny,” said Arthur, raising his glass.

His words echoed around the room, and everyone else lifted their glasses in the air. Charlie nudged Artemis with his elbow, and she seemed to wake up. She let go of his hand, picked up her glass, lifted it up and raised it, whispering the phrase, before hurriedly setting it back down without even drinking from it. Her hand took Charlie’s once more, and she offered him a very small smile, which he returned.

He had half-expected her to walk away as soon as the toast finished, for her default fight or flight response to kick in. But she didn’t. Instead, she stayed where she was: by his side, holding his hand, as if she knew that he just needed her to be there.

#on this wild night #harry potter fanfiction #artemis hexley #charlie weasley #charlie weasley x oc #hphm fic #arthur weasley #ginny weasley #kingsley shacklebolt #weasley family #hinny wedding #charlie weasley smut

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localnerdforsteveharrington · 8 months

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hiii, could i request best friend's brother! charlie weasley with size kink and maybe some praise and breeding kink? thank u in advance! ❤️

Ofc, this will posted on day 7 x

#charlie weasley smut #charlie weasley x reader #kinktober 2023 #Harry Potter kinktober #kinktober masterlist #kinktober

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somewhatstories · 2 years

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The Professor & Dragon Keeper

SMUT 18+ ! DO NOT INTERACT IF UNDER 18.

READ ON AO3

Title: The Professor & Dragon Keeper

Pairing: Charlie Weasley / Original Female Character (Elowen)

Word Count: 1,084

Excerpt:

Charlie Weasley was reckless and quick. His career was too demanding to be slow and unsteady. He had not allowed himself to fall even steps behind the new Dragon keepers since they had been training at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary. He had hardly taken a moment to himself since the new round of students had arrived- between training students, working with rehabilitated dragons, and other Dragon Keeper duties Charlie had hardly had a chance to catch his breath.

But Charlie Weasley was attentive in the privacy of his own tent at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary. He had been working there nearing ten years- the anniversary was only getting closer.

It wasn’t unheard of for the long term Dragon Keeper to invite visitors along to his sanctuary. He had relished in the importance of the Dragon and had wanted to keep his knowledge going as much as he could. He had been frequently traveling to Hogwarts to meet Hagrid and aid in his care of magical creatures courses as well as he had expanded his own knowledge- which was where he met her .

#charlie weasley smut #harry potter smut #charlie weasley fic #somewhat stories #my writing #read on ao3 #i have not written smut in so long please be kind

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charlieweasleysimp · 2 years

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Hozier is a favorite of mine too, and would really like a present if I guess the song right (perhaps with a snippet of the new chapter?) I love your Charlie Weasley story and I’m waiting patiently for the next installment 😇

I wanna say that it’s ‘Moments Silence’ or ‘It Will Come Back’ because both of those songs make me feel a certain way 😉

You got it on the first fucking try! 🥹 I’m so proud. Moment’s Silence (Common Tongue) is the answer! I literally went back and watched the video of him explaining the lyrics and then found an article dedicated to breaking down the meaning of each line, which helped a lot while writing this chapter. It’s a gorgeous song. I would really like to know who the inspiration is behind some of his music 😩 They gotta be someone special.

As promised, here is your present ✨🤠

(This is smut for anyone attempting to read this that is under 18 or sensitive to sexual themes, so please tread carefully 💜)

I’m still editing/moving things around, so this is all subject to change 😌✌🏻 But so far, I like what I have.

#thank you! 💜✨#seriously though #it will come back makes me feral #I love hearing him sing it #charlie weasley smut #asks #charlie weasley #charlie x michaela #charlieweasley #moment’s silence (common tongue)#hozier lyrics #hozier

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cassieb1617 · 2 years

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𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬!!

Just some of my favourite fanfictions I felt the need to share with you <3

Always read the warnings in chapters and the thrid link is always smut!

Harry Potter

James Potter

Chaser at heart -> @messers-moony

Jealousy, jealousy -> @letterstotheflre

Dumb dove -> @lonelyhe4rts (ft. Lily Evan)

Regulus Black

Annoted books & sleek hardcovers -> @messers-moony

Nothing left -> @messers-moony

This one -> @proserpina-magnus

Remus Lupin

Whistle -> @messers-moony

Brother’s best friend -> @lonelyhe4rts

Corrupted -> @ameliora-j (dark)

Sirius Black

I’m losing you -> @messers-moony

Shadows of the night -> @velvetcloxds

Little red -> @sunrisefairy

Fred Weasley

Tired eyes are the death of me -> @alincstarkovs

Memory lane -> @onlyfreds

Plaything -> @theoreticslut

George Weasley

Pretending is a gateaway car -> @writesowhatnext

That’a not my name -> @comfortwriting

Plaything -> @theoreticslut

Charlie Weasley

Under the sun -> @futurewriter2000

This one shot -> @book-boys-are-my-guilty-pleasure

Plaything -> @theoreticslut

Ginny Weasley

Already perfect -> @robynlilyblack

Acceptance -> @dracossweetprincess

Three -> @slytherweasley

Hermione Granger

Dad, dad? -> @robynlilyblack

George orwell wrapped in brown paper -> @lonelyhe4rts

Three -> @slytherweasley

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Carrying your love with me -> @sergeantxrogers

Obvious -> @babyboibucky

Temptation -> @goldenjo

Steve Rogers

Lily -> @

Tomorrowland -> @onsunnyside (has a little bit smut in it but not much)

What a world -> @onsunnyside (it’s a whole masterlist/series but trust me, it’s good)

Sam Wilson

Swiftie in the making -> @velvetcloxds

Sunshine -> @val-made-a-mistake

Above us all the stars are watching -> @val-made-a-mistake

Pietro Maximoff

A bit distracted -> @acciopietro

Sticky notes -> @acciopietro

Sokovian vodka -> @acciopietro

Natasha Romanoff

Oblivious genius -> @natsfirecat

Work wives -> @togrowoldinv

Patience -> @twilight-99-tm

Wanda Maximoff

For love -> @wanderlustpeach

In sickness and in health -> @auraticere

Edge of the pool -> @aves-ery

Blogs you should check out <3

@onsunnyside

@acciopietro

@messers-moony

@velvetcloxds

@celebtattletale

@letterstotheflre

and many more that I can’t tag anymore but check also the accounts that are linked to the fics out <3

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wannabemurdock · 2 years

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Hiya Moony

Back again, got a key cut so I could get in whenever. Oh yeah I have to give yours back btw. You were busy so I just borrowed it but I got you a cool keyring for it! It came in a Christmas bonbon a few years ago and I didn't know what to do with it

Anyway the purpose of me stopping by was to leave a kinktober request (I used it to wrap your now pimped up key, might be a bit smudgy though because all I had to write on was a lotto ticket and we know how ridiculously garbagio the paper quality is with those)

Oh yeah no that's illegible, i'll just tell you.

Charlie Wesley and edging.

(if you don't wanna publish this ask btw I absolutley understand and will vouch for the fact it was requested but you were doing a huge favour to over a thousand people (humbly flexing on your behalf) by not having them read that)

Kinktober Day 31

kinktober masterlist

18+ only

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⋆✦⋆ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

Charlie Weasley + edging

“Not yet. You can cum when I say you can.” You barely hear him over the blood rushing in your ears. You’re in a daze from being on the edge for so long. Charlie pulls his hand away, your impending orgasm withers leaving you whining.

“Picură și disperat. Doar superba.” His pace is brutal. His hand appears as quick as it disappeared. Over and over. His rhythm is brutal. You’re trying to beg but your brain is so foggy all that comes out is incoherent blubbering.

“Do you think you deserve to cum? Ești patetic, dragă”

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⋆✦⋆ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

a/n: that’s it. We’re done. Kinktober is done. See you in 3 to 5 business days because I’m exhausted and I can’t look at words anymore. I’m glad I got to flex my Romanian skills in this one though.

#wannabemurdock’s asks #kinktober requests #kinktober #wannabemurdock’s kinktober #hp fandom #hp #hp imagine #hp smut #harry potter imagine #harry potter fandom #harry potter #Harry potter smut #charlie weasley #charlie weasley x reader smut #Charlie Weasley smut #Charlie Weasley x reader #p link

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talesof-old · 2 months

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Charlie Weasley x male? reader

helping reader study in the common room

reader is whiney but knows they have to get work done

reader knows charlie wants to do it , but

work is #1 priority

…

then edging and voyeurism sex in the bathroom

okay so i’ve never written a male reader before (and i’m more than willing to have a go at it) BUT

because of that i want to make sure that i’m not misinterpreting, is there a reason there’s a question mark next to the male part?

i’ll make sure to update this ask with the link when it’s posted!

#charlie weasley x reader #charlie weasley #harry potter #harry potter x reader #charlie weasley smut #weasley family

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queerpumpkinnn · 2 years

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Take It Out On Me

1.6k words

Pairing: nonspecific male lead x reader

Summary: You come home from a long day of work frustrated. Luckily, your beloved boyfriend knows exactly how to help let that frustration out.

Content warnings: Fingering, piv sex, thigh riding, cursing, scratching, hair pulling, not really bondage but he wasn’t allowed to touch the reader for a bit, mentions of food at the end, pretty minimal plot

While reading, I recommend you listen to enemies to lovers - a Spotify playlist by me!

As soon as you walked through the door it was obvious you were pissed. The slam of the door, stomping- just how aggressive and sharp your movements were gave it away. Your mind was racing with scathing remarks towards the conversations you'd had this afternoon. Your skin felt as though it were on fire and the words you were muttering to yourself were laced with venom.

Footsteps, softer than yours, were only faintly noticeable over the sound of your thinking.

"Welcome home- hey, what's wrong?" It took him less than a second to take in your frustrated state.

"Fucking everything. I am surrounded by imbeciles." You let out a huff and begin furiously pulling loose garments- shoes, jacket, belt. He simply watches you, gauging how to handle you- though you caught the glint of humor in his eye.

"Anything I can do?" He asked evenly. You could tell that there was genuine concern behind his words.

"Yeah, take your shirt off. It's annoying." You reply bluntly, but before he could do so you hook a finger into the belt loop of his jeans and tug him towards the couch. You quickly straddle him- upon doing so you can already feel his cock starting to strain in his pants. You kiss him deeply, a hand reaching for his hair and tugging- to which he let out a throaty sound that was delicious to the ears. Your other hand had wandered from his neck to his chest before finding the buttons on his shirt and impatiently undoing them.

Though he was on the receiving end, he responded immediately and enthusiastically, licking into your mouth with the same fervor. His hands wandered a while before resting on your thighs. His grip tightened when you began rocking your hips against him, and he let out a groan into your mouth.

His first instinct was to tell you to stop teasing, but he knew better when you were in this state. You needed to have your way, and he was more than happy with where you were going.

Now that you had started working yourself against him, the tension in your body was both eased and multiplied. Grinding on his thigh was only enough for a few seconds.

“Need a little help there, love?” He was gazing up at you with lust-blown eyes and a knowing smirk. You nodded.

His hands pushed under your ass. With a small grunt he was standing (which you didn’t expect) and he carried you to the bedroom. He sat on the bed, leaving you two in the same position you were before. He knew you wouldn’t want to lay down, not until you were properly worn out.

“Let’s get these off, hm?” He tapped your leg, and you obeyed, standing to remove your pants as well as your shirt and underwear. It was so subtle of an order that you didn’t comprehend it in your overwhelmed state. He was letting you think you were in charge, but really, it was more of him coaxing you through your anger. And oh, did it work.

Once you were back on top of him (which didn’t take long) his hand slithered down to find purchase between your thighs, applying a more precise pressure that you couldn’t get yourself. A single digit was massaging the ache until it slipped inside. He knew exactly what spot to press into, curling towards your belly button. “Fuck, you’re so wet. So gorgeous, and all for me.” The heel of his hand rubbed against your aching clit, and your head fell back in bliss. The other was on your ass, guiding your hips to roll against his hand.

“So good. Feels so good.” You blabbered, clutching both his shoulders as if to reinforce your words. “I need your cock. Need you inside me.” Your hand reached back to undo your bra clasp, tossing the item aside and pulling both his hands onto them.

“There are my girls.” A tiny smile tugged the corners of your lips at the nickname. His mouth moved down to place wet kisses on your chest and grope your tits while you unbuttoned his jeans, pulling his now throbbing and leaking cock out. You actually moaned at the sight. Just watching yourself stroke him, along with the sensation of his hands toying with your nipples, made you needier and wetter by the minute.

“I’m not going to be able to last if you keep doing that, baby.” He almost whined, voice breathy and hoarse.

The power those words gave you. Knowing he was feeling just that good from only your hands. It made you want to test how far you could push him without letting him cum. You simply gave a small giggle at that, pushing him back so that he lay flat on the bed. You yanked his pants and boxers all the way down, crawling over him and taking his dick in your hand. A small pool of precum had dripped onto his stomach. One hand on his heaving chest, you guided his cock so that the tip was throbbing against your entrance.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” He breathed. By now he was clutching your hips as if they were the only thing keeping him tied to Earth.

And that admittance of your power over him was all it took to get you to ease down onto his dick, gasping and moaning all the way down until, slowly, you had sheathed him inside of you.

In this pleasurable moment, his hands found their usual home on your thighs, but you moved them and placed his wrists on either side of his head.

A light sheen of sweat had broken on his forehead, and you moved a few stray strands away from it. He was breathtaking like this, all spread out for you, so desperate for you to move. He wasn’t submitting to you in any way- he was usually quite the opposite- but him controlling his own desires to fuck you silly for your wants and needs and allowing you to feel this power high just made him so much more attractive to you. He could easily turn the tables and have you unable to touch him out of spite, but he didn’t. He took it all. His fists pulled at the pillow and his mouth was permanently open in groans as you rose and sank down onto him in such a relentless manner.

For you, it felt like an itch you’d had for years was finally being scratched. The tip of his cock ramming into that spongy part of you over and over again had you panting like a dog and scratching down his chest. The both of you were letting out moans in response to not only the physical feeling, but the filthy sounds of skin slapping and wetness filling the room. You had long forgotten all about your incompetent coworkers by now, so lost in the pleasure of him.

So thus the frustration which fueled you was slowly fading out. That, combined with the overwhelming pleasure leading you closer and closer to your orgasm, was making you slow down a bit.

“Turn over.” He growled suddenly. Without waiting for a response he gripped you hips- he had caught you off guard so there was no time to respond- and turned the two of you so you were lying on your back. Immediately he was pounding into you at a merciless pace and his hands were all over you. One found your clit and began circling it, and the other playing with one nipple, his mouth teasing the other. You could barely keep up with the overwhelming feeling of one sensation on top of the other, your rapidly approaching high one of them. Your cunt was clenching around him, which elicited him to groan and go even faster.

“That’s it, baby, so fucking tight. Keep making those pretty sounds for me, yeah? I want to hear you when you cum. Go on, make a mess all over my cock.”

The coil inside your stomach snapped, and suddenly you were arching your back, gasping, eyes screwed shut, hips stuttering to meet his as he coaxed you through the white-hot pleasure in your core. He always knew how to make it good and make it last.

When it had finished, you laid and breathed for a moment. You felt thoroughly fucked out, and looked it too. Brain mushy, hair a mess, sweaty and shaky and lying in a pool of yours and your boyfriend’s cum.

“Feel better?” A sweet, almost teasing voice came from on top of you. You could barely register the tone of voice that said he was well aware and proud of how well he had fucked the frustration out.

“Mhm.”

You slowly attempted to sit up, but he shook his head. “Let me take care of you.”

He disappeared to the bathroom and returned with a wet towel, cleaning you up and carrying you to the couch so that he could change the sheets.

By the time he had come back to carry you to bed, you had fallen asleep. With a sweet smile and a kiss on your forehead, he gently shook you awake.

“Come on. Gotta get you dressed and in bed. You can sleep until dinner is ready, we can’t mess up your sleep schedule too much.”

You groaned, this time out of sleepiness, but complied. Of course he carried you onto the bed, dressing you in a fresh pair of underwear and a T-shirt and tucking you in.

And as he left to prepare dinner, you allowed the pull of sleep to take you, feeling a thousand times better than you did when you had walked in.

A/n: Hope you enjoyed! Feedback, tips, and requests are always welcome.

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