Title: Thank you Quidditch
Team: Fred
Pairing(s): Fred/George
Prompt(s): Quidditch
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 217
Summary (If Applicable): This is why we, fangirls, like Quidditch too.
Warnings: Incest. Slash. Wanking.
Notes: Not Betaed. Horrible. Fluffy and ugh...not good. Really.
Thank you Quidditch
His movements and breath went faster. Closing his eyes was not enough to focus properly. Already wanking but being aware that the orgasm will not be as satisfying as he would have liked was something that drove Fred nuts. C'mon, c'mon, he urged himself as one hand supported his weight over the table. Maybe if I sit down... He should know better by now. Even if he was in a rush, he shouldn't try wanking in a standing position. His efforts to support his weight stole his attention, making it more difficult to picture in his mind images to turn him on.
So he turned around, to sit over the same table. His hand kept stroking his cock the whole time. A moan came from the door. Fred opened his eyes widely, only to find George imitating his actions. It was more like watching himself in a mirror. No, this is hotter.
"How did your arse got so tight and..." George couldn't finish his question as his mouth watered. He's never seen anything more beautiful in his life.
Feeling his orgasm building, Fred whispered a quick "Quidditch", before his come spread all over himself.
"Merlin bless Quidditch," George groaned as he joined his brother in what they later called "the best orgasm in a long time".