This is a response to a plot bunny offered at a geocities website. The prompt was Fred and George naked and Lee with a camera. Simple, no? Well, the rating prompt called for PG-13 rating, and since I like challenging myself, I decided to keep it that way. As with all my HP stories, I don't acknowledge the last six chapters of Order of the Phoenix, Half Blood Prince as a whole or Deathly Hallows.
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"Damn…why do you always get the higher hand?" George asked, grimacing up at Fred, who was grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
"Well…I've had a lot of practice with my hand." Fred said delicately. George smirked, noticing the look of exasperation on Lee's face. They were all sitting around the roaring fire place of the Burrow. It was passed one in the morning and they hadn't been able to get to sleep.
"C'mon, Georgie. Pay up." George smirked again and then stood up, slowly peeling off his t-shirt and casting it aside. Lee picked up the camera and took a picture, as was the agreement when they'd set the rules for the game. George sat back down on his cushion, careful not to knock over his mug of hot chocolate and marshmallows.
The game continued for a few more rounds, until Fred asked for a call and then grinned when he saw that he got the upper hand again.
"Tut tut." He said with a mock sigh. "You really are out of your element tonight, brother of mine." George stuck his tongue out in a childish way, but both Lee and Fred could see that he was enjoying this. He made to remove his jeans but instead went for his socks, grinning when he saw Fred roll his eyes.
"Do I have to take a picture of his feet, too?" Lee asked, sounding slightly put upon. Fred thought for a moment and then shook his head.
"No…unlike Snape, I don't have a foot fetish." Both Lee and George made noises of disgust before resuming the game. Though he both the twins kept their eyes on their cards, George caught Fred looking at him over his hand and could see a glint of longing in reflected in his eyes. And George was never one to refuse Fred of what he wanted…
"You loose again." Fred said with a laugh. "Would you like to loose another?"
"No," George said standing up, "I don't think that'll be necessary. Lee, get the camera ready."
Painstakingly slow, George undid his belt buckle and un-buttoned the top of his jeans. He slowly pulled the zipper down…and in one swift motion removed his jeans. Lee took two picture in rapid succession…one of George standing naked in the firelight, obviously having gone commando for the purposes of their game. The second picture he took was of Fred tackling his brother to the cushions on the floor and devouring his mouth in a lust kiss.
Lee sat back, sighing and getting his camera ready…it was going to be a long game…and he was all too willing to play his part…
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There…it's not perfect and I myself want to write more. If I get a least one review, I'll write a second chapter and also change the rating for some lemony scenes.
