Part II, it is a M rated chapter!
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‼️M rated‼️
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Shivering, Alicia took Charlie's hands and dragged him out of the bar, out of Diagon Alley. She wanted to find an empty spot to disapparate to her apartment but before she could look for one, Charlie had dragged her into the first dark and empty corner he knew across Leadenhall market. Alicia recognised the spot and wondered with how many guys Charlie had made out in that poorly lit corner. Before she could be too bothered by this painful thought, Charlie was pinning her against the wall, his lips crashing onto hers before she could say or do anything. She let escape the moans that she had been holding back for too long and pressed her body against Charlie's.
It was as good as the kiss they had shared six years ago, as good as the ones they had shared a week ago, no actually it was better because for the first time Charlie had initiated the kiss, on his own free will. He was not kissing her because she had told him to do so. If only he could talk to her though, kissing was good but she was desperate to know why he was acting the way he was.
She was so disconcerted by this fiery version of him. She was used to Charlie fleeing away from her. Charlie's attitude towards her had always been inconsistent. Growing up, she had got tired of his deflated : Follow me, I run away from you, run away from me, I'll follow you. Humiliated after seeing him snogging Peter Brown, four years ago, she had stopped dreaming, game over, Charlie was into men. From that day, she had been the one running away from him whenever he was in sight. However since he had joined the Aurors, since he had been paired with her and Audrey, she had been unable to flee and she had quickly fallen back into the same old trap. Playing along with Charlie's game was unhealthy but as she had told Audrey, Angelina and Katie, she was sure that the flirting was harmless. Over the last couple of weeks, she had noticed that Charlie was being forward, yet again she had followed his lead because it was just a harmless game, was not it? Angelina and Katie had warned her, they believed that it would be better for Alicia to put an end to this dangerous situation.
Alicia was conscious of the fact that she was trying to swim into treacherous waters. Not that she was not happy about Charlie kissing her or anything, she was just confused. Regardless of her doubts, she wrapped her arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. Enjoying was the best thing she could do and Charlie was a really good kisser. She was not expecting Charlie to do more than kissing her, and groping her boobs, so when she felt his fingers running along her tights, sliding under her dress and getting close to her underwear, she broke the kiss.
« Something wrong? » he asked worriedly
She shook her head. Nothing was wrong or better said everything was wrong. It was like playing cat and mouse but without knowing who was the cat and who was the mouse. Heck she did not even know if she preferred to be the cat or the mouse. She was a mess. She could not even speak, no words were coming out of her mouth, she was too astonished. She had fought with Audrey every time Audrey had told her that Charlie was trying to get into her pants. Considering that one of Charlie's fingers had just slipped into her panties, she could affirm that she had been wrong. Happily wrong indeed.
She recovered her voice to let escape another moan while Charlie was biting and kissing her neck and collarbone. She re-opened her eyes and decided to unbutton Charlie's white shirt. A complicated task considering that Charlie had just introduced another finger into her vagina, she could not think straight. She gasped, he was good. She was wondering if he had played with girls before or if he had just listened to his brothers talk.
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Panting, she clung on to him, digging her nails into the bare skin of his shoulders as her knickers were falling at her feet. With a smirk, Charlie bent down and tugged her underwear in one of his pocket. Standing up straight again, he finally made eye contact with her. He was a hot mess too. She read confusion in his gaze, she did not like it. He had sworn that he needed more than glasses of wine to get drunk but what if he had been drinking too much and got carried away by the effects of the alcohol? What if he was regretting what he had just happened? Alicia was hoping that he was not planning on leaving her like that, she would never be able to look at him in the eyes after being humiliated like that (and undone), let alone work with him.
As if he could read her mind, he pushed her back against the wall and kiss her while his right hand was slipping under her dress again and his left was fondling her breast. For some unknown reasons, Charlie was enjoying it way too much for his own taste. He had not planned to finger her or to have her screaming his name, it just happened and he was loving it. He was also very pleased to see that he was doing well for this first experience with a girl, he was proud of himself. He had one big problem though, he was about to explode too and even if the idea of relieving himself inside of Alicia was a very appealing idea, he was still refusing to cross that line. It had nothing to do with their location, he had casted a repellent charm, but everything to do with his feelings. What they were doing was already wrong and he was not supposed to want (and need) more. Besides, going forward and be inside her would be too much questioning and he was not up for it. Accepting his homosexuality had not been easy, he would not be calling into question his all life because he was attracted to only one woman.
He sighed, it was time to go. He made sure that Alicia was done before to remove his fingers. He kissed her one last time and told her that they should go home, separately. He said that it was getting late, they had to work on the following day, they needed to rest. They had to go back to Plymouth as apparently the Death Eaters were back there. It would be a long and hard day, so it was better to go to sleep.
Alicia nodded. She had lost her voice again. She was sad, satisfied, overjoyed and worried at the same time. Charlie disapparated in front of her and only once he was gone she let the tears flowed. It was more than she could take, it was too much. He had not even said goodbye.
She cried for a while and not because Charlie had left with her underwear but because of what she had let him do to her. She had lost control, her emotions and feelings had won the battle. She had exposed herself and her feelings in front of the only man that she knew she should not have while he had not let anything showing through, also he had barely let her touch him, weird. The only thing she could tell for sure was that he was aroused but that was not good enough for her, not nearly good enough. She was blaming herself for acting on lust instead of love. She should not have taken him out of the Leaky Cauldron, it was her fault. One more time, she had initiated a game she could not win and she had lost one of her favourite knickers.
She had never had such an intense orgasm though, it was the only positive thing.
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It was nearly 9pm when Charlie landed in front of Percy's building in Diagon Alley. He climbed the stairs as fast as he could, he needed a cold shower or fifty and a bucket of ice. He was opening the door of the flat, ready to take off his clothes when he heard Percy's voice.
« Where have you been? You are late, we are waiting for you at the Burrow. It is Hermione, Harry and Fred's last night at the burrow, remember? Now, come to the Burrow ASAP »
Charlie's eyes widened, he was looking for whatever object Percy had enchanted, to stop it from saying more. He found it within a minute. After spending the week rummaging around old manors, he was becoming an expert at finding enchanted artefacts . The culprit was the old clock that was on the counter, in Percy' small kitchen. He tried a few spells before to finally achieve to shut it down. He sighed, he had completely forgotten about dinner at the Burrow. He looked down to glance at the clock, 9pm, it was probably not worth going anymore. His mother would be mad at him but he would find a good excuse.
As he was making his way to the bathroom, he heard Percy's voice again, and Bill's. Voices where now coming from the chimney. Charlie rolled his eyes even when living out of the Burrow, it was still impossible for any of them to get some privacy.
« Charlie, finally you're home, where the hell have you been? » asked Percy
« Charlie come on, dinner is almost over, we were waiting for you to start dessert. » added Bill
« Charlie, my boy, hurry up, come on, into the Chimney, up, up. » pressed Mrs Weasley
Charlie muffled a groan, he could not go like that, could he? He needed a shower, he needed to wash his hands and he needed to take off his jeans but unfortunately all of this would have to wait. Reluctantly, he stepped into the chimney while he was wondering if his family would notice anything.
He was barely out of the chimney, at the Burrow, that his mother was already scolding him for being late. How could he have forgotten dinner with his family? Where had he been? Had he been drinking? And many more questions to which Charlie did not bother to answer.
He briefly apologised and excuse himself to the bathroom. He disappeared upstairs before his siblings and his mother could carry on with the questioning. He closed the door of the bathroom and let his back rest on the door for a moment. What have he just done? He looked at himself in the mirror, his shirt was missing two buttons and his hair was a mess but it could have been worst. In default of a shower, fixing his shirt and washing his hands would do for the time being. He could not eat whatever dessert his mother had prepared with his still sticky and greasy fingers smelling what they were smelling, Alicia's fluids.
Unfortunately, he had forgotten about what he had shoved into one his pockets and he was completely oblivious to the fact that half of the fuchsias knickers were dangling out of his pocket.
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Downstairs, his siblings and Harry were laughing their arses off. They laughed harder when Mrs Weasley asked just loudly enough to be heard by the ones sitting down at the table in the kitchen : « Does he have what I think he has in his pocket? »
They had all seen it and it took less than a second for Fred, George, Ginny and Ron to start babbling about it.
« Never would have thought that fuschia was his color. » mocked Fred
« Or that he was into lacy stuff, do you think he has gone upstairs to put it on? » added George
«Do you think they are Blaise's? » asked Ginny with a mischievous smile on her face
Zabini? Asked Hermione, Harry and Ron confused. He was gay? Ginny nodded and she had seen Blaise prowling around Charlie. Mrs Weasley raised an eyebrow and asked if Blaise Zabini was that tall black good looking Slytherin student.
«Yes and this one definitely want to be Slyther-in if you know what I mean, I've noticed too Ginny but I am not sure Charlie is interested. Last week for example, at the Club, Charlie disappeared when he could have slyther-in Zabini.» explained George
«You're right George, he fled right after we arrived. Anyone knows where he went?» asked Ginny who was suddenly very intrigued about her older brother's whereabouts
Fred, who had also been missing that night as he was with Hermione at the flat, said that perhaps Charlie had gone Slythering-in someone else. Ron chuckled, Charlie had not been Slythering anyone. He had seen his older brother with Alicia. They were eating an ice cream at Fortescue.
«And what were you doing outside?» asked Mrs Weasley with narrowed eyes
«WonWonning you were I bet.» replied Fred and George at the same time
Ron shrugged and said that at least, he had not been caught coming back at 6am on the morning. Fred, who did not want to go down that road again, made a quirky comment about the flashy knickers. Hermione had to elbow him, Fred and his big mouth!
Bill who had been surprisingly quiet said jokingly «Well whoever owns those knickers, it is clear that Charlie had better to do than having dinner with us. Let's appreciate the fact that he is honouring us with his presence at dessert when it is clear that he already had eaten dessert. There are plenty of possibilities, not just Zabini. For example there was that guy in his year who loved purple, Andre, a Ravenclaw. There is just one step from purple to fuschias. Now who dare to ask him?»
Ron and Ginny were about to add something but Mrs Weasley smacked the back of their heads with her dish towel before they could. She scolded them it was bad to make assumptions. She reminded them that Charlie had never confirmed that he liked men. For all they knew, Charlie could have been with a woman. Her children laughed, with a girl? Charlie? that was not bloody likely. Mr Weasley asked them to drop the subject, all of them, he had heard the door of the bathroom. He ordered them do not make any comment about what they had seen either. Mrs Weasley agreed with her husband.
« It goes for you too Molly. » said Mr Weasley who knew what his wife was capable of
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In the meantime in the bathroom, Charlie had finally realised that he had forgotten to return her knickers to Alicia. He had left her without any underwear, the thought was enough to turn him on again. He turned on the cold water to spritz his face. Without casting a glance at his reflection in the mirror, he left the bathroom with a wet face and a wet shirt. He knew that he was a complete mess, there was no need to have a look at his own reflection.
He sat down between Percy and Bill and across Fred, Hermione and George while he was wondering if they were all staring at him or if it was the fruit of his imagination. He was not imagining anything, he got the confirmation before he could have a bite of the cherry pie that his mother had prepared.
« So Charlie where were you? » smirked Fred
« What were you busy doing that was SO important that you've missed dinner? » asked George defiantly
Charlie could have answered that he had been fingering their best friend, that would have shut them up however he had not completely lost his mind yet so he shrugged and said that he was at the Leaky Cauldron having a drink with a friend. His mother and Bill asked who was this friend.
« Diego Caplan. He was there for a date with a bird whom did not seem interested so we chatted for a bit. » replied Charlie nonchalantly
« Diego Caplan as in the Caplan Duelling Club? » asked a surprised Hermione as she had never heard any of the Weasley mentioned Diego Caplan before.
« Yes, his father is the owner but Diego runs the business now. We went to school together.»
« Did not know you two were friends. » said an intrigued Mrs Weasley. She was looking for clues, she wanted to know on which side her son was.
« Is not he the guy that you called duelling git with Tonks? » asked Ginny
« It is the duelling Git dear little sister. » confirmed Bill
Fred and George remembered the guy and started to crack joke about Diego and his duelling skills. Charlie did not bother to take offense, coming from the twins those comments were expected. Soon Ron, Ginny, Harry and Bill joined the chorus while Mrs Weasley was scolding them.
Charlie was watching the scene as if he was a spectator. He should have stayed with Alicia and shagged her until dawn, it would have been a much more reasonable option than going to the Burrow. With Consequences and questioning? Yes but at least he would have had a good reason to question his choices besides looking for those answers could hardly be as complicated as finding lies good enough to do not raise the suspicions of his family. He mentally formulated a few and once he was satisfied enough with his lies, he opened his mouth and fed his intrusive family.
« So you've stayed an hour with a bloke that you can't stand? » asked a suspicious Percy who was as intrigued as the others to know with whom Charlie had been but for different reasons.
Charlie nodded. Percy's eyes narrowed, he was sure that Charlie had never seen Diego Caplan and if he had, he had not been alone. Charlie had almost mentioned Alicia yet as he had not given a name, Percy was convinced that his big brother had been spending time with Audrey.
His brothers and their mother had joked about the pink underwear hidden into Charlie's pocket, they were thinking that the knickers belonged to a man, well Percy was not. Alicia and Audrey were constantly fighting over Charlie and Percy had warned Kingsley already, this would not end well. For him it was clear that Charlie had been with one of them.
On the defensive Charlie replied : « I haven't been watching the clock Perce, I've told you I was already at the Leaky Cauldron when he arrived. »
« Whatever, it is odd. »
« You're odd. » snapped Charlie who knew what Percy was thinking and it was infuriating him. He had told Percy over and over that he did not like Audrey. Was it too much to ask to have Percy believing him? Apparently…
« Sod off Charlie. »
« Charlie, Percy, please. That's enough, would it be possible, at least once, to have dinner, lunch, breakfast or else without a fight? You are brothers for Merlin's sake. It's a madhouse » scolded Mr Weasley
Percy and Charlie looked down and finished to eat their slice of pie in silence. They left soon after, they said they were tired but the truth was that they wanted to be alone to finish their discussion and they did as soon as they were back at Percy's
« So where the hell have you been? And don't say you were with Diego Caplan. Do not lie to me.» warned Percy
« I was with Diego Caplan, send him an owl if you want. » grumbled Charlie
« You sure you want me to send him an owl? Aren't you afraid I'll ask him if he was wearing pink knickers? »
Rolling his eyes Charlie denied : « Don't know what you are talking about. »
« Check your pocket arsehole. » snapped Percy
Charlie blinked, he had forgotten about that little detail. He tried to convince his brother to do not jump to any conclusion. Too late, Percy was mas at him.
« Look Percy, whatever you are thinking, you are far from the truth believe me. » insisted Charlie who knew what Percy was thinking and how wrong he was
« Enlighten me then. » shouted Percy
« I went to a gay bar. One of the dancers gave them to me. » lied Charlie, anything was better than telling the truth
Percy frowned, that could true : « So you lied about Caplan? »
« Yes. Satisfied now that you've got the truth »
Percy asked the name of the bar. Charlie said that he did not remembered. Percy shook his head, Charlie was lying to him.
« I don't know what you are hiding but you are lying. Where you with Audrey? I saw you two leaving the Ministry together.»
Charlie sat on the couch, oh yes he should have stayed with Alicia. Calmly he told his brother : « Get a life Perce. I was not with her. Are you mad? I've told you already there is nothing going on between Audrey and I. We aren't even friends. She is my teammate, my boss and an unbearable witch. She is all yours. »
Boldly Percy asked « Where you with Alicia? »
Used to lie about his personal life, Charlie shrugged and said : « That would be gross. »
« That's not an answer. Charlie, where you with her? She goes to the Leaky Cauldron often, I am sure you were with a woman and if this woman was not Audrey then it had to be Alicia. » deduced Percy
Charlie answered with his usual nonchalant tone : « Keep thinking Sherlock. Now I am going to take a shower and then I am off to bed. I have to wake up early tomorrow. Audrey has told us to be at 6am at the Ministry and believe it or not but not all of us fancy an early morning apparition with Audrey. »
Percy did not insist, what for? For Percy the fact that Charlie had not tried to deny that he had been with Alicia like he had done with Audrey was the proof that he had been with Alicia. The thought was very very very disturbing but Percy could care less about his big brother sexual life. Charlie and Alicia were adults. Also, if Charlie was playing doctor with Alicia perhaps Audrey would stop trying to get his attention. Percy knew that he did not stand a chance if Audrey had Charlie in her head.
He sighed and remembered than with Charlie it was better to not assume anything. If only he could be sure about the identity of the knickers' owner.
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In the meantime Alicia was still crying in her bed. She cried for a while longer not suspecting for a second that Charlie was at his third round in the shower. Later, she went to sleep not suspecting for a second that Charlie was still thinking about her…