Author's Note/ Disclaimer
Just a little tiny Fred/George I wrote some time ago. A soft R peice. I don't own Fred and George Weasley. And reviews are very welcome.
Second Go-Round
It should be known, as far as they two were concerned, that Fred was a bottom.
And that George was always better on the second go-round.
Fred started to say something inaudible and instead pulled harder at the bedsheets…
And suddenly there was a hand covering his mouth. George hissed at him to be quiet. Fred grinned devilishly and flicked out his tongue, teasing George's palm, mocking him with brown eyes.
George stifled a groan. "Fred, no…they're home…" he managed, ripping his hand away.
"That was the bleedin' bed creaking. Come on George, I- ah Christ…"
George knew of only one way to shut his twin up when he got like this, and he prided himself on being the only one that could.