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lightofdayeTitle: Just Another Weasley Sex Shop Story
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Fred Weasley/Angelina Johnson, George Weasley/Lee Jordan, Percy Weasley/Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley/Verity, Pansy Parkinson/Ginny Weasley, Charlie Weasley/Luna Lovegood, Harry Potter/Alicia Spinnet/Katie Bell
Word Count: ~1,700
Content: Het, Slash, Femmeslash, Kissing, Blowjob, Cunnilingus, Titfuck, vaginal sex, sex toys, anal sex (slash and het).
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: see title.
original Author's note: Given the prompts it seemed sensible to make this a "Fred Weasley lives" fic as I am sure many people would have preferred to start with. Really though you should have seen it coming – two twins? She had one to spare, obviously.
Editor's note: Written for the 1st April 2023 round of![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
firewhiskeyfic and therefore written drunk. I have cleaned this up correcting typing to my best guess of what I meant at the time and eliminating meta references but otherwise leaving the story intact.
Given the length and number of pairings, you will deduce that each pairing and action only appears very briefly.
The prompts were: Fred & George Weasley, Riddikulus, Court Jester ,Sex Pollen, On Heat/In Heat, Tiptoe Through the Tulips. I used all of them except the last one.
The much superior unaltered drunk version is available on the community page here
- - -
There was a party at Wizard's Wizard Wheezes, Fred and George Weasley had invited all their friends and family or at least all their single friends and family of roughly the same age to the grand opening of a new range of products at their shop.
Which when everyone as assembled on their shop floor, especially cleared for the occasion, they unveiled with their usual theatrical flair.
"You must be joking," Percy said.
"Do we look like court jesters?" said Fred.
"Well, now that you mention it..." Alicia said. "Magenta isn't really your colour so..."
"Just for that you don't get a discount, Spinnet," shot back Fred.
"What would I want a bunch of sex toys for? Discounted or not. I can do for myself thank you very much."
"I say you can," Jordan said jealously or perhaps enviously? Either way he knew he wasn't getting some from Spinnet.
Everyone was blushing and guiltily sneaking looks at Fred and George's new wares. There were toys in phallic shapes, potions that aroused, potions that lubricated, and gels and oils and fancy costumes.
"So that one is?" Ron pointed out a mysterious glass potion bottle that was both the smallest and most expensive item in the display and it was entirely unlabelled to enhance it's allure.
"Oh that," Fred said
"You wouldn't need anything like that," George said.
"It really is too advanced."
"Hey! Don't be mean!" Ron said, with a wave of his arms. A wave of the arms that sent things flying and in a complicated and perfectly arrange sequences of crashes, smashes, swinging items and dislodged things, sent the bottle flying in a long arc that everyone's eyes followed until it smashed in the direct centre of the room.
"Ah." said George.
"Oh dear," said Fred.
"What was that?" said Harry as a pink mist suffused the room.
"Well if you'd caught it, I wouldn't have to tell you." Fred said.
"It's the base for the sex potions, a kind of pollen"
"A sex pollen?" Hermione said frowning. "You have sex pollen just sitting around in your shop."
"Yes," said Fred pointing his wand at the door. "The kind that makes everyone act like they are in heat. That's why I am locking us in."
"What?"
"Well I can't get let this out," Fred said, "bad enough it'll happen to us but do you want to see all the other shop keepers starkers and getting it on?"
"What's happening to us?" Ron said, and at his words everyone noticed that the room seemed to have gone up into temperature by about 20 degrees, their clothes seemed to have been transfigured into the coarsest, itchiest fabrics imaginable and various parts of their anatomy were hardening or becoming wet as the case might be.
"Nothing for it," Fred said, "We're just going to have to spend the night working this out of our system."
He swept Angelina Johnson up in his arms and carried her off into the depths of the room behind some stacks.
"Hey!" George shouted after him. "Why do you always get Angie? I want her."
His disappointment was lost though when Lee Jordan sidled up to him and wrapped one thick, strongly muscled arm about George's shoulders, who was more than happy to swing that way at least for some of the evening.
Percy Weasley was brick red and beginning to regret his invitation, he'd known from the start that it was going to be something improper but he hadn't guessed quite how improper. He found himself swept up in an embrace with no less than Hermione Granger though who eased things off with a gentle kiss on the lips, going on her tiptoes to do it, Percy, gentleman that he was, wrapped his arms around her to support and returned the kissed; softly meshing their lips together and holding her as his tongue slowly played with hers after entering her mouth.
Ron was in no way regretting his invitation. He'd ended up in the back room of the shop, with a petite blonde woman, the long time shop assistant Verity who had him sitting on the staff sofa with his jeans off and his legs spread wide to allow to kneel between them. Verity dragged her tongue along the length of Ron's prick, before kissing it sweetly on the tip. His erection jerked and oozed pre-come as she repeated the process, licking and kissing his shaft and balls.
"Verity!" Ron growled and the girl grinned at him evilly and then wrapped her mouth about his cock and sucked him deeply to his great relief.
Pansy Parkinson hadn't been invited at all but had a habit of worming her way into places she shouldn't be a habit only increased by her vocation of being Witch Weekly's premier gossip writer. She was earning her keep though, she was down on her knees with Ginny Weasley standing over her. Both of Ginny's supremely strong hands were wrapped up in hanks of Pansy's hair tugging her deep into Weasley's cunt. She needn't be so forceful Pansy thought as she lapped eagerly at Ginny's wet cunt, she'd have done this willingly but she wasn't complaining. Ginny's commanding attitude was getting her off as well.
Elsewhere Angelina was flat on her back and bare chested. Fed straddled her chest and fondled her tits roughly in both hands. She giggled and gasped and moaned as he tweaked her broad black nipples and abused them in a way that George wouldn't dare.
Then he smashed them up around his cock ad started to thrust, tit-fucking her had imagining how her dark skin would look covered in his pale come.
In a still other part of the room, Charlie was busy with Luna Lovegood. Luna hadn't needed much encouragement to shed all her clothes and leap up until Charlie's arms. She had her arms wrapped around his shoulders and her legs wrapped about his waist, all clinging at him and forcing him to thrust into her quick and hard. Charlie growled and pushed her up against a wall. Her long blonde hair cushioning her back as he slammed into her harder and harder and their moans and shrieks grew loader and louder.
George had ended up bent over his own counter. Lee's big broad hands running over his back, shoulders to arse. Lee murmured appreciatively. He cupped and squeezed George’s arsecheeks and then, covering is fingers with oil from one of the Weasley's products, eased into George's arsehole, fingering him and making him slick while Lee's other hand stroked his own cock.
The feeling of Lee taking his finger out and replacing it with his infinitely thicker cock, took George's breath away. His mouth opened in a great "O" and no sound came out. Lee ran his hands soothing over him again but continued to push deeper and deeper, smoothly pushing forward and back to gently but very definitely fuck George.
George was about ready to gush geysers when Lee wrapped a slick hand around George's cock to bring him off.
In another nook of the room, Harry couldn't believe his luck. He had Alicia's tits pressed against his bare chest and he had her tongue in his mouth. He had one of her hands entwined in his hair holding him place while her tongue darted into his mouth and her other hand was holding on to Katie Bell's blonde ponytail guiding her up on and down as she sucked Harry's cock. Katie bounced up and down on a dildo that was sticking straight up from the floor by way of a suction cup that Alicia had snagged from a display.
"Now, now, don't waste it on her" Alicia said as Harry groaned and moaned.
Alicia pulled her best friend's head off of Harry's cock and moved so that Katie's mouth was on her cunt instead and her bum was pointed at Harry's hard, drool covered cock.
Harry placed one hand on her shoulder the other on her hip and drove his cock into her welcoming hot arse. Alicia squealed at the dual sensations of being eaten out and arse fucked, all at once.
The shouts moans, screams, wet sounds and sounds of slapping flesh on flesh filled every nook and cranny of the shop until one by one they died down and came to a stop as various participants happily ran out of stamina.
After a while Fred Weasley stood on top of the table, absolutely starkers, with a megaphone in his hand.
"Well that was a good start, folks," He said and in a turn of phrase that was more Mad Hatter than court jester he followed it with, "now everyone change places!"
"You're kidding, that's Ridikkulus" an anonymous voice called out, vanquishing a stray Boggart as well as making a statement.
But he wasn't kidding and everyone was quickly ready for round 2 with a new partner. George still didn't get Angelina though to his disappointment as her fellow chasers had already told her about Harry himself.
There was always round 3, he thought while Hermione dragged him into another corner.
-
The next morning everyone woke up with aching heads, dry mouths and a vague sense of guilty pleasure. They slipped their clothes back on and wondered about to the shop's break room in search of coffee.
Somehow Fred and George were there, looking pleased and immaculate in their horrid uniform magenta robes. They beamed and smiled and laid out coffee.
"Let us never speak of it again," Percy said burying his face in a cup of coffee.
"Well, at least you know it works." Harry added before blushing and looking around.
"What works?" said Fred innocently.
"The... the... s-e-x p-o-l-l-e-n" Harry said.
"What pollen?" George said innocently but slightly less so.
"What Do you mean 'what pollen?'?"
"Well see," Fred said, "it's your standard magic feather situation."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Angelina towered over them both.
"It means the smut was inside you all along!"
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Fred Weasley/Angelina Johnson, George Weasley/Lee Jordan, Percy Weasley/Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley/Verity, Pansy Parkinson/Ginny Weasley, Charlie Weasley/Luna Lovegood, Harry Potter/Alicia Spinnet/Katie Bell
Word Count: ~1,700
Content: Het, Slash, Femmeslash, Kissing, Blowjob, Cunnilingus, Titfuck, vaginal sex, sex toys, anal sex (slash and het).
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: see title.
original Author's note: Given the prompts it seemed sensible to make this a "Fred Weasley lives" fic as I am sure many people would have preferred to start with. Really though you should have seen it coming – two twins? She had one to spare, obviously.
Editor's note: Written for the 1st April 2023 round of
firewhiskeyfic and therefore written drunk. I have cleaned this up correcting typing to my best guess of what I meant at the time and eliminating meta references but otherwise leaving the story intact.Given the length and number of pairings, you will deduce that each pairing and action only appears very briefly.
The prompts were: Fred & George Weasley, Riddikulus, Court Jester ,Sex Pollen, On Heat/In Heat, Tiptoe Through the Tulips. I used all of them except the last one.
The much superior unaltered drunk version is available on the community page here
- - -
There was a party at Wizard's Wizard Wheezes, Fred and George Weasley had invited all their friends and family or at least all their single friends and family of roughly the same age to the grand opening of a new range of products at their shop.
Which when everyone as assembled on their shop floor, especially cleared for the occasion, they unveiled with their usual theatrical flair.
"You must be joking," Percy said.
"Do we look like court jesters?" said Fred.
"Well, now that you mention it..." Alicia said. "Magenta isn't really your colour so..."
"Just for that you don't get a discount, Spinnet," shot back Fred.
"What would I want a bunch of sex toys for? Discounted or not. I can do for myself thank you very much."
"I say you can," Jordan said jealously or perhaps enviously? Either way he knew he wasn't getting some from Spinnet.
Everyone was blushing and guiltily sneaking looks at Fred and George's new wares. There were toys in phallic shapes, potions that aroused, potions that lubricated, and gels and oils and fancy costumes.
"So that one is?" Ron pointed out a mysterious glass potion bottle that was both the smallest and most expensive item in the display and it was entirely unlabelled to enhance it's allure.
"Oh that," Fred said
"You wouldn't need anything like that," George said.
"It really is too advanced."
"Hey! Don't be mean!" Ron said, with a wave of his arms. A wave of the arms that sent things flying and in a complicated and perfectly arrange sequences of crashes, smashes, swinging items and dislodged things, sent the bottle flying in a long arc that everyone's eyes followed until it smashed in the direct centre of the room.
"Ah." said George.
"Oh dear," said Fred.
"What was that?" said Harry as a pink mist suffused the room.
"Well if you'd caught it, I wouldn't have to tell you." Fred said.
"It's the base for the sex potions, a kind of pollen"
"A sex pollen?" Hermione said frowning. "You have sex pollen just sitting around in your shop."
"Yes," said Fred pointing his wand at the door. "The kind that makes everyone act like they are in heat. That's why I am locking us in."
"What?"
"Well I can't get let this out," Fred said, "bad enough it'll happen to us but do you want to see all the other shop keepers starkers and getting it on?"
"What's happening to us?" Ron said, and at his words everyone noticed that the room seemed to have gone up into temperature by about 20 degrees, their clothes seemed to have been transfigured into the coarsest, itchiest fabrics imaginable and various parts of their anatomy were hardening or becoming wet as the case might be.
"Nothing for it," Fred said, "We're just going to have to spend the night working this out of our system."
He swept Angelina Johnson up in his arms and carried her off into the depths of the room behind some stacks.
"Hey!" George shouted after him. "Why do you always get Angie? I want her."
His disappointment was lost though when Lee Jordan sidled up to him and wrapped one thick, strongly muscled arm about George's shoulders, who was more than happy to swing that way at least for some of the evening.
Percy Weasley was brick red and beginning to regret his invitation, he'd known from the start that it was going to be something improper but he hadn't guessed quite how improper. He found himself swept up in an embrace with no less than Hermione Granger though who eased things off with a gentle kiss on the lips, going on her tiptoes to do it, Percy, gentleman that he was, wrapped his arms around her to support and returned the kissed; softly meshing their lips together and holding her as his tongue slowly played with hers after entering her mouth.
Ron was in no way regretting his invitation. He'd ended up in the back room of the shop, with a petite blonde woman, the long time shop assistant Verity who had him sitting on the staff sofa with his jeans off and his legs spread wide to allow to kneel between them. Verity dragged her tongue along the length of Ron's prick, before kissing it sweetly on the tip. His erection jerked and oozed pre-come as she repeated the process, licking and kissing his shaft and balls.
"Verity!" Ron growled and the girl grinned at him evilly and then wrapped her mouth about his cock and sucked him deeply to his great relief.
Pansy Parkinson hadn't been invited at all but had a habit of worming her way into places she shouldn't be a habit only increased by her vocation of being Witch Weekly's premier gossip writer. She was earning her keep though, she was down on her knees with Ginny Weasley standing over her. Both of Ginny's supremely strong hands were wrapped up in hanks of Pansy's hair tugging her deep into Weasley's cunt. She needn't be so forceful Pansy thought as she lapped eagerly at Ginny's wet cunt, she'd have done this willingly but she wasn't complaining. Ginny's commanding attitude was getting her off as well.
Elsewhere Angelina was flat on her back and bare chested. Fed straddled her chest and fondled her tits roughly in both hands. She giggled and gasped and moaned as he tweaked her broad black nipples and abused them in a way that George wouldn't dare.
Then he smashed them up around his cock ad started to thrust, tit-fucking her had imagining how her dark skin would look covered in his pale come.
In a still other part of the room, Charlie was busy with Luna Lovegood. Luna hadn't needed much encouragement to shed all her clothes and leap up until Charlie's arms. She had her arms wrapped around his shoulders and her legs wrapped about his waist, all clinging at him and forcing him to thrust into her quick and hard. Charlie growled and pushed her up against a wall. Her long blonde hair cushioning her back as he slammed into her harder and harder and their moans and shrieks grew loader and louder.
George had ended up bent over his own counter. Lee's big broad hands running over his back, shoulders to arse. Lee murmured appreciatively. He cupped and squeezed George’s arsecheeks and then, covering is fingers with oil from one of the Weasley's products, eased into George's arsehole, fingering him and making him slick while Lee's other hand stroked his own cock.
The feeling of Lee taking his finger out and replacing it with his infinitely thicker cock, took George's breath away. His mouth opened in a great "O" and no sound came out. Lee ran his hands soothing over him again but continued to push deeper and deeper, smoothly pushing forward and back to gently but very definitely fuck George.
George was about ready to gush geysers when Lee wrapped a slick hand around George's cock to bring him off.
In another nook of the room, Harry couldn't believe his luck. He had Alicia's tits pressed against his bare chest and he had her tongue in his mouth. He had one of her hands entwined in his hair holding him place while her tongue darted into his mouth and her other hand was holding on to Katie Bell's blonde ponytail guiding her up on and down as she sucked Harry's cock. Katie bounced up and down on a dildo that was sticking straight up from the floor by way of a suction cup that Alicia had snagged from a display.
"Now, now, don't waste it on her" Alicia said as Harry groaned and moaned.
Alicia pulled her best friend's head off of Harry's cock and moved so that Katie's mouth was on her cunt instead and her bum was pointed at Harry's hard, drool covered cock.
Harry placed one hand on her shoulder the other on her hip and drove his cock into her welcoming hot arse. Alicia squealed at the dual sensations of being eaten out and arse fucked, all at once.
The shouts moans, screams, wet sounds and sounds of slapping flesh on flesh filled every nook and cranny of the shop until one by one they died down and came to a stop as various participants happily ran out of stamina.
After a while Fred Weasley stood on top of the table, absolutely starkers, with a megaphone in his hand.
"Well that was a good start, folks," He said and in a turn of phrase that was more Mad Hatter than court jester he followed it with, "now everyone change places!"
"You're kidding, that's Ridikkulus" an anonymous voice called out, vanquishing a stray Boggart as well as making a statement.
But he wasn't kidding and everyone was quickly ready for round 2 with a new partner. George still didn't get Angelina though to his disappointment as her fellow chasers had already told her about Harry himself.
There was always round 3, he thought while Hermione dragged him into another corner.
-
The next morning everyone woke up with aching heads, dry mouths and a vague sense of guilty pleasure. They slipped their clothes back on and wondered about to the shop's break room in search of coffee.
Somehow Fred and George were there, looking pleased and immaculate in their horrid uniform magenta robes. They beamed and smiled and laid out coffee.
"Let us never speak of it again," Percy said burying his face in a cup of coffee.
"Well, at least you know it works." Harry added before blushing and looking around.
"What works?" said Fred innocently.
"The... the... s-e-x p-o-l-l-e-n" Harry said.
"What pollen?" George said innocently but slightly less so.
"What Do you mean 'what pollen?'?"
"Well see," Fred said, "it's your standard magic feather situation."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Angelina towered over them both.
"It means the smut was inside you all along!"
