Disclaimer: Inuyasha and Harry Potter belong to their respective authors/owners.
A/N: Involving Fred, George and Kagome...not necessarily in that order. As requested and helpfully beta-ed by Natsumi Tsuchi-Ookami, so many thanks to her!
Warning: Some smut ahead. Rated Mature.
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Their mother told them to be 'good' for the day…'good' as in: nothing stereotypical of Fred and George Weasley. She didn't tell them that they were visiting the Higurashi's.
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Their mother told them to be 'good' for the day…'good' as in: nothing stereotypical of Fred and George Weasley. That was asking for the improbable (near impossible)…but Molly Weaseley had bargained ("…not bribing or blackmailing", she had said) with allowing them free reign to spend a fortnight of holidays, doing whatever they pleased (elsewhere). So it was decided, agreed and now the twins were regretting that.
Why? One word and starts with 'K'…
…'Kitten'
See, Mr. Weasley has a well-known fondness for anything Muggle and during one of his few international excursions for work; he met Mr. Higurashi…the grandfather. They, being enthusiastic gentlemen with a common interest, struck an odd friendship. Mr. Higurashi, the shrine keeper, spoke all he liked while Mr. Weasley, the Muggle fanatic, listened with delight.
Being such good friends, they soon introduced their families to one another. Mrs. Weasley met Mrs. Higurashi and another friendship was made. Molly sympathized with the widow and in turn, she respected Molly's work with the handful of children. They were both housewives who loved their family. Then the youngest Weasley and Higurashi met and became friends. Souta, who had an older sister, respected females and knew better then to talk down to others, Ginny liked that and treated Souta warmly. The Weasley sons were generally polite but their interests didn't overlap with Kagome and often kept to themselves.
Well…'generally' and 'often', Fred and George weren't included in that package. They paid Kagome a lot of attention…so much that one might describe them as a little…obsessive or possessive.
…x…x…
It started off…
"…and this is my daughter, Kagome."
Head bowed, neatly dressed, soft voice…the twins mentally rolled their eyes, 'Another Percy.'
She looked up and they immediately reevaluated their thoughts, 'No, female and too cute for a 'Percy'.' She was distinctly Japanese; with the exotic eyes, nose and lips, milky skin and ebony hair.
Their families walked off for a tour around the shrine and she must have stayed, waiting for them to recollect their thoughts and guide them to the rest of the group. The twins, however, found their new interest.
Fred glided over and draped an arm around her shoulders. She was visibly shorter that Fred had to lean down slightly. "What do you think, Gred?"
George quickly joined his brother on Kagome's other side, "Let's keep her, Forge."
"Um…excuse me…"
But Fred interrupted her, "Now we need a name…"
"Sorry, but could you…"
George nodded over her head, "Yes, something suitable…"
"Kagome, my name is Ka…"
"Like…how about 'Kitten'?" Fred had to tighten his hold as Kagome began her squirming to free herself.
"Sounds cute, it's suitable and short too…I like it."
"Alright! Let's…urgh…" Kagome had stomped on Fred's foot, effectively cutting him off, then used George's moment of surprise to push them against each other.
Her face was flushed while she crossed her arms to scold them, no doubt, "My name is Kagome, KA-GO-ME." She wasn't aware that the twins found her redden face attractive or that crossing her arms emphasized her chest…
…
"Kitten…oh Kitten…where are you little Kitten?"
"Why don't we try using cat-nip? That always works in stories."
'Kitten' scowled as the ginger heads ran away…from her position in a tree. Kagome sighed; she lived at the shrine, why should she have to hide?
"Here kitty, kitty…come back Kitten."
Her eye twitched, but otherwise she didn't move.
…
That was only on their first meeting. There were many more occasions where the two families got together; birthdays, holidays, unusual teapots… Kagome developed a 'twin-sensor'; her left eye would twitch whenever they were nearby.
The twins, being more than generous when it came to their Kitten, sought to resolve that. Then perhaps they could persuade her to wear their previous birthday gift; a pretty little collar-like necklace with 'Kitten: property of Fred and George Weasley. Do not touch and please return if sighted away from owners' inscribed.
…
They learnt the wonders of a Muggle massage chair, it'd be perfect to de-stress Kitten! The twins saved up and bought it for her birthday present.
Somehow their mother was particularly sneaky this year, had pulled out a bargain from them and didn't tell them the date that they'd be visiting the Higurashi's, which was why the twins were regretting.
…
Kagome heard about the bargain and hesitantly accepted their present. Thinking that they should make the best of the situation, George requested that Kagome (because Fred would spoil everything and refer her as Kitten again) use their gift, especially considering that she never seemed to appreciate their previous ones. She reluctantly complied.
…x…x…
Present…
She laid on the chair, eyes closed, feeling boneless and relaxed. The massage chair rubbed, knocked and kneaded her body; from her feet to her neck. She let out a sigh.
The twins sat opposite, eyes wide, feeling rigid and tense. The massage chair fluidly worked Kagome's whole body so that every now and then, her chest pushed out. Beneath that cream-collared shirt was a white bra, a sight they discovered thanks to a loose button and a convenient angle. Not only that, she lay there with a face of bliss and the sigh…!
Fred warily glanced around at the otherwise deserted living room and shifted in his seat, while George mentally chanted to himself their bargain with their mother, though the lack of blood flow to his brain limited it to 'not now, not now…'.
Wanting to distract his mind, but not being able to bring himself to leave the room, Fred shifted his gaze to the small screen attached to the side. It displayed a unisex outline of a body and highlighted where the machine was currently concentrating on. Even so, he found himself picturing his hands grazing up and down her body instead. The machine lingered on her bottom for a while, his hands unconsciously clutched in time with his fantasy.
George had a similar train of thought, though his attention lasted long enough to read a few words on the screen. 'Intensity' and 'speed' caused him to gulp and made his body temperature rise.
…
It got to the point where they had to leave. After relieving themselves in the bathroom and a quick spell or two to hide the evidence, Fred cornered George, "Screw the bargain! Let's…"
George interrupted, "No! It's a fortnight wherever, doing whatever."
"But…"
"Kitten inclu~ded…" He tempted and smugly watched Fred shift a bit, "Besides, she does like us, you know."
"When, how…why haven't you told me earlier?"
George shrugged, "Today. Eavesdropped. It would've made keeping the bargain harder."
Fred reluctantly nodded and sighed, "Right, so…" He paused and then grinned, "Forge, favourite twin of mine, remember our dear mother's exact words?"
"Yes…"
"She said 'day'."
Forge produced an identical smirk, "And the fortnight of paradise as well…"
…x…x…
The twins secretly Apparated back during the night, knocked on Kitten's window and proclaimed their reason for visit.
"When you say 'important matters', is it Fred-and-George-important, or normal-boring-people-important?"
"Both!" They happily cried out in unison.
"Care to indulge me?" Kagome inquired innocently, but was met with not-so-innocent results.
"Indulge?" George piped up.
Fred leered, "Oh, we'll 'indulge' you…" He practically purred.
"Err…?"
It wasn't an intellectual response, but even if it was, both twins were too occupied. Hands were roaming, bodies pressed close…
Kagome Higurashi found it harder to breathe. There was tension in the air and the twins made it clear; it was very, very sexual.
…
She had presented them with simple pecks on the cheek before, albeit grudgingly, and now Fred and George were returning the favour…just replacing the 'simple pecks' into something else and the 'cheek' into every part of her body. There was a freckled cheek rubbing against her bare stomach (…when had her shirt disappeared?), while a tongue darted out to dip into her navel. Behind her, (…George?) he was kissing the back of her neck as his fingers glided up and down her back. Mixed between the unfamiliar feeling of rubbing, kissing, gliding, licking…Kagome giggled.
Fred pulled her down to busy her mouth with his tongue (swirling, flicking…breathe…she had to remember to breathe). That action had resulted with Kitten bent over, since Fred was kneeling on the ground (and now his hands were tracing her thighs…softly, gently and drawing desire from inside her), so George had a delectable view. He wasn't about to pass the chance, a hand went down further and cupped that bottom. It surprised her, she took a breath and then Fred resumed business.
Bending over, not matter how desirable a position it was, for too long might tire Kitten earlier than needed. As twins, they instantly, silently, agreed. Fred changed positions, he stood up, drawing Kitten to stand up straighter and promptly began lowering his kissing (kiss, lick, suck…swirl). George lowered (tracing, kissing) down her back and nibbled here and there along her sides. Fred muffled something and George complied, Kitten's bra came free…Fred began claiming his prize.
He sucked on the left nipple (warm, moist…mouth, tongue) while one hand cupped under that breast and the other graced fingers (brushing, flicking…shiver) over on the right. He interchanged between sucking and massaging (mouth, hands, fingers…feeling so good…).
Kagome's face was flushed, her breathes were short and shallow…she saw ginger, she felt pleasure, but that was the extent of her thoughts.
Not wanting to be overshadowed by his twin, George claimed a prize of his own. His fingers dipped, grasped and slid off her pants, a leg at a time (kissing, tracing, trailing…). They trickled along a particular area over her panties (tapping, stroking, pressing…until it got moist, wetter, hotter…).
Her breath ragged, she let out a soft moan…both twins smirked; it was just the beginning.
…
"Feel good, Kitten?" Fred stopped to ask. Kitten answered by shoving her breast back into his mouth. He chuckled and the vibrations tickled and trembled.
Meanwhile George had slid a finger under the floral-patterned panties and stroked just so, Kagome clasped her thighs together on reflex. In retaliation, George pried them apart and slipped her last piece of clothing off. His fingers continued dipping, stroking and curling…bringing her closer and closer to the edge.
Her legs were getting weaker, standing wasn't top priority…just feeling, feeling all the sensations.
George placed a kiss on her inner thighs, before nodding to his twin and then flicked the tip of his tongue along his prize. Fred had twisted so now he stood as Kitten's support, her back leaning against his chest as Fred's hands continued grasping and mouth continued kissing hers. When Kitten gasped from George's ministrations, Fred was ready to plunder.
Just imagine, a whole fortnight of this.
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A/N: First attempt at this kind of thing... so constructive comments would be greatly appreciated! Natsumi Tsuchi-Ookami assisted (thank you!), but a wider range of opinions will really help ;)
How was it? Continue, leave it, other pairings...etc?
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Airily