Prompt: chastity – or in this case, a lack thereof ;)


Katie chattered away as she and Charlie entered her flat after an exhausting day at the Burrow. Christmas with his family was nice, but Charlie was looking forward to some alone time with his girlfriend. Moments like this were not easy to come by when all of the Weasleys were assembled. He stared at her in disbelief as she waved her hands while she talked which was a habit that he had always found endearing, but now was quite distracting since there were much better things she could be doing with her hands and she appeared to not realize that they were, in fact, alone.

He quickly went about silencing her by pulling her to him and kissing her soundly. She squeaked in surprise and then melted into his embrace which was what he was counting on.

"You really shouldn't talk so much," he said before trailing kisses down her jaw line.

"Okay," she sighed in response, allowing herself to enjoy his attentions. He had always been affectionate, but reserved and this was a side of him she'd never seen before. She definitely liked it and made a mental note to talk more if this is how he planned to shut her up.

She felt her body tense as he slid his hands down her sides and then up the back of her shirt. He paused his ministrations and put his forehead to hers. "Do you want me to stop?"

She only stopped to consider for a moment before the reality dawned on her that she had Charlie Weasley all to herself in her empty flat and any thoughts concerning chastity and propriety were driven out of her mind. She grabbed the front of his shirt and dragged him in the direction of the bedroom.

"I'll take that as a no…"