I've Got You Too
"You've got you now, you don't need me, not anymore." Fred murmured, in the softest tone than Elizabeth had ever heard him speak. Her heart broke once she understood his words, her expression falling as she looked up into Fred's sad blue eyes.
As his eyes roamed her face, she whispered, "I'll miss you." Elizabeth ducked her head, hoping Fred wouldn't see her suddenly glistening eyes. After all the years of having this looney, red-headed being in her life, never did she imagine their parting would hurt this much. She lifted her eyes from the lapels of Fred's green jacket to his face once more, gulping when she saw his eyes fixated on her lips, her brown eyes widening as they met his piercing blue ones.
"Just...kiss me," Fred murmured, his eyes silently begging hers as they stared at each other. Elizabeth felt like her body had a mind of it's own as she nodded, slowly leaning forward to meet Fred's lips in a chaste, gentle kiss. Elizabeth marveled at the softness of Fred's lips as they moved against hers.
She had never thought of Fred as anything but her best friend, kissing him was blowing her mind in the best way possible. She reached her arms up to snake them around Fred's neck, pulling their bodies closer together. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into his own firm body, a small moan sounding in his throat when Elizabeth pressed their lower bodies together. She pulled back, breaking their kiss, and kept her arms locked around his neck.
"Fred, I don't want you to go," Elizabeth pleaded quietly, holding his surprised gaze.
"But...but Lizzie, I have to," Fred said in a stricken tone, one of his hands moving to cup her face despite his words. Elizabeth put a hand over his, turning her face to nuzzle into his palm.
"Please Fred," she begged again, leaning in to kiss him again. The kiss reeked of desperation and something else that Fred barely dared to hope for. He took her face in both of his large hands and kissed her slowly yet thoroughly, their tongues meeting and duelling, their rising passion turning the kiss heated. Fred suddenly felt something bump against the back of his knees, causing him to break the kiss as he fell backwards onto a bed, pulling Elizabeth down on top of him.
"Lizzie, what are you- how did you do that?" Fred asked in amazement, grinning as a blush began pinking her cheeks beautifully.
"I-I uh, I just, you know, thought of what I wanted and uh- well...the bed appeared," Elizabeth mumbled shyly, looking away from Fred's suddenly piercing gaze.
"What do you want, Lizzie? You have to tell me, like the big girl you are," Fred asked her darkly, running his hands slowly up and down her back. She moaned softly as Fred ground his hips slowly up into hers, her hips moving of their own accord to grind back down into Fred's. Subconsciously she sought friction against the hardness of his length, gently rocking her hips and making Fred moan loudly, his eyes closing in equal parts disbelief and ecstasy.
"Geezus Lizzie, where did you learn to..? You know what? Never mind," Fred muttered, his hands pulling Elizabeth's face to his, their lips crashing together. Elizabeth couldn't help herself from nibbling on Fred's plump lower lip, still amazed at the fact that she was kissing Fred at all. Feeling his hard body underneath hers, made Elizabeth realise that she had never entertained the thought of Fred being a man, of his sexuality and his affect on her. As their tongues tangled sensuously and Fred's fingers threaded through her hair, Elizabeth hesitantly began to slide a hand under Fred's clothes, running it over his warm, taut belly, and up higher to his firm chest, surprised by the rounded pecs she found. Fred gasped, breaking the kiss to look at Elizabeth.
"Lizzie...don't start something that you can't stop, I don't think I can handle that," Fred said warningly, his blue eyes staring into her brown ones, flicking down when she bit her lip. She reluctantly pulled her hand out from under his clothes.
"Can you...uh, you know?" She asked him hesitantly, looking sheepish when Fred grinned at her discomfort.
"Only with you, Snotface," he laughed, grinning at Elizabeth's sudden look of exasperation. "Sorry, old habits die hard and all that," Fred said apologetically, a small grin still spread across his face. Elizabeth couldn't help herself from gazing at his face as he looked at her; she had never realised how handsome he was when his face wasn't twisted with ridiculous expressions. Elizabeth stared into Fred's eyes, slowly rocking her hips against his hard length, Fred uttering a drawn out moan as he held her hips firmly against his own, his head tipping back and eyes closing at the pleasurable feeling. He stopped and quickly wrapped his arms around Elizabeth, using his magic to flip them over. Elizabeth gasped in shock when she realised they were now both in just their underwear.
"H-how did you-" She stuttered, looking up at him lying over her, gulping as she felt the warm skin of his chest against her bare breasts, his legs tangled with hers and his hard length snugly fitting between the apex of her thighs, only separated by the layers of their underwear.
"Magic, Snotface," Fred murmured huskily, leaning down to mouth at her jaw then down her throat, peppering sweet kisses along the way. Elizabeth gasped as one of Fred's hands moved down to pull her hip into his own more firmly, grinding his length into her warmth. "Oh fuck, Lizzie, please put me out of my misery before I explode!"
"Is that possible?" She asked cautiously, biting on her lower lip and gulping hard when Fred stared at her, his blue eyes burning into hers. In answer, he leaned down to kiss her hard, leaning on one elbow as his other hand roamed from her hip up to her breasts, cupping one and squeezing it gently in his hand. Elizabeth gasped into his mouth as he plucked at her nipple, the bud hardening under his touch and making her writhe beneath him.
"Oh god, Fred, more, please," Elizabeth begged him shamelessly, rutting her hips needily up into his.
"Okay Lizzie," Fred agreed, sitting up and running his hands over both of her breasts, grinning and wiggling his eyebrows at her, making her giggle. He smoothed his hands down her sides to her panties, hooking his fingers into them and sliding them down her long legs, pulling them off and flinging them away. Fred barely breathed as he took in Elizabeth's lovely body, licking his lips subconsciously as he eyed the trimmed hair covering her pussy. She stared into his blue eyes as he slowly reached out to trace a finger along her wet folds, her eyes closing as he dipped a long finger into her folds, smoothing it along her folds then using the wetness to circle her nub. Elizabeth's eyes rolled back as Fred kept rubbing her there, her hips pushing up of their own accord, seeking more friction.
"Gods, Lizzie, you make me even more insane," Fred chuckled, pulling his glistening finger from her body before bringing it to his lips, holding her gaze as he sucked it clean, Elizabeth's mouth falling open. He smirked wickedly at her before he tugged his boxers off, kneeling in front of her naked and staring at her hungrily. Elizabeth hands trailed over his pecs and down his smooth, tanned stomach. She had never thought of Fred as a sexual entity, being able to touch him freely was slightly mind-blowing. She trailed a finger softly down his happy trail before hovering a hand above his hardened length. Elizabeth couldn't help the faint blush that began to infuse her cheeks.
"Oh come on, Lizzie, it's not going to bite," Fred said teasingly, his larger hand covering hers and gently pulling it down to rest on his hardened cock. She curled her fingers around it, marveling at the warm smoothness, then slid her grip up and down the length a few times, pulling a startled moan from Fred. She bit her lip as she looked up at him from under her lashes.
"Fred, is it... possible, for me to fall pregnant if we..?" She asked, blushing hard at her own question and nervousness in asking such a thing of her former imaginary friend.
"No, Lizzie, not a chance, it's just not allowed in the realm of magic, safety reasons and all," he shrugged, eyeing her carefully before letting her continue toying with his cock.
Despite her marriage to Charles, Elizabeth hadn't had much experience with giving handjobs or blowjobs, or much of anything else. Hers and Charles' sex life together had been perfunctory at best, now that she was free of him she could see what was missing – being with Fred in this way was already so different, he excited her in ways she'd never felt when she was with Charles, Fred was like a magnet attracting her to him in every way.
Elizabeth took the bull by the horns, so to speak, by slowly sliding her hand up and down Fred's length, her other hand tightly gripping his hip with nervousness. Fred groaned softly at the overwhelming sensation of Elizabeth touching him like this, something he never thought of being possible, or ever expected to happen. He lightly gripped her shiny dark hair in one hand, not tugging but threading his fingers through the short, silky locks. He jumped when he felt the tip of her tongue lick timidly along his length, then a pause before she gently sucked the purple head into her mouth, bobbing her head experimentally a few times.
"Shit, Lizzie," Fred grunted, trying not to blow into her mouth in the first minute. Fred had never been with a woman before, he'd only been able to see real people doing the dirty. Fred was able to float in and out of their homes like a lonely, horny pervert, watching other people shagging like rabbits and using those memories later to wank off to. But nothing beat the real thing, especially not when the woman in question was his Lizzie, his very best friend in the world, who conveniently seemed to have similar feelings towards him as he did for her. Fred let out a loud "Shit!" as she began to twist her wrist as she slid it up and down, sucking on his cock enthusiastically as she worked him over.
"Stop, Lizzie, stop!" Fred yelled, groaning when he saw her face fall with disappointment. "Dont worry, Snotface, it was getting too good, we don't want to be finished before we get started," he said with a lascivious wink, making her giggle.
"Why do you still call me Snotface, Fred?" Elizabeth asked him curiously, running her hands up his smooth stomach and to his rounded pecs again. Now that she could touch him, she couldn't stop herself from doing it, learning his body and admiring him in a different way.
"Uh," Fred said distractedly, closing his eyes to centre himself before he went on. "It's a habit now, Lizzie, you know? I've known you most of your life and have always called you Snotface, it's not easy to stop using such a great nickname-" He laughed when Elizabeth slapped his chest in annoyance. Fred lightly gripped her wrists, falling forward to pin them beside her head, lowering his head to press his mouth to hers. She sighed into the kiss, her hands coming up to thread themselves into his wild, red locks. As they kissed they subconsciously began to rut against each other, Fred's hard cock sliding to fit snugly between Elizabeth's wet folds, their movements coating him in her wetness. Fred pulled away from her lips with a wet pop, his eyes meeting hers with a questioning look. Elizabeth nodded her consent, pulling Fred's face towards hers and tilting her face to slot their lips together. They kissed hungrily, Fred tilting his hips to glide into Elizabeth's wet heat, moaning as he bottomed out and their hips joined together. Elizabeth broke their kiss to moan softly at the sudden feeling of perfect fullness.
"Fred," Elizabeth said quietly, staring into his bright blue eyes. "It's never felt like this before, why does it...feel so good?" She asked, her eyes searching his face for an answer, but then Fred pulled out of her slowly, almost all the way out before smoothly gliding back into her, making them both sigh in pleasure.
"It's because of how we feel about each other, Lizzie," Fred murmured, kissing her eyelids, her nose and forehead as he held himself above her. "You can feel it, can't you? This thing between us? It's always been there, it's just...changed a little now," he said as he held her soft gaze. She nodded, gasping softly as Fred began to move again, her hands wrapped around his waist as he slid in and out of her, their mouths open against each other.
"Fred, I want to stay with you, forever," Elizabeth begged against his lips, wrapping her legs around his hips and using her feet to push him more deeply into her on every thrust. Fred groaned loudly when she pushed him deeper, his eyes squeezed shut as sweat began to bead across his brow.
"Fuck, Lizzie, you know I can't do that, sweetheart, you don't belong in my world." His hips slowed then his body stilled when he noticed a tear slide down her cheek, followed by another. He sighed, leaning down to kiss her wet cheek. "I can't, Lizzie, I can't just take you away from everyone you know and everything you're used to. What, will you just disappear in a puff of smoke and expect everyone to just shrug and say 'oh well, she's gone'? It just won't work," he finished gently, continuing to press small kisses on her face. Elizabeth frowned, trying to turn her face away. "Lizzie, come on, you know it won't work-"
"And just how can you be so sure, Fred? Have you ever tried it before?" She asked him in a biting tone, her eyes fierce as she bucked her hips up into his firmly, doing her best to shake him and change his mind. Fred's eyes rolled back at the unexpected surge of pleasure.
"Ugh, gods, woman! Are you trying to fuck me into oblivion, or do you want a straight answer?" He asked in exasperation, desperately trying to keep his wits about him while he was in the middle of the most pleasurable experience of his life.
"Both, Fred," Elizabeth replied with a saucy smirk on her face, giggling at Fred's look of astonishment. "Please, Fred, I know my life would be so much better with you, in your world. No one needs me here. My mother wouldn't miss me at all, I'd miss Janie and Mickey though, but Charles can go to hell-" She gasped as Fred captured her lips in a bruising kiss. "What was that for?" She asked dazedly afterwards.
"I love it when you talk dirty to me," Fred whispered in her ear, a smarmy grin on his face. Elizabeth rolled her eyes, she couldn't help but smile at the man's ridiculousness, and more transparent jealousy.
"So, will you take me with you?" She asked him again, her fingers curling into his hair as she resumed rocking her hips against Fred's, leaning up to lock her lips with his once more. As the kiss became more heated, Fred's hips gained a mind of their own as they began to thrust into Elizabeth's with abandon.
"Ok Lizzie, if you say the right magic words, you can come back with me," Fred proposed, the grin on his face falling as he could feel the build up of pleasure deep in his core, threatening to claw it's way free.
"Piss off!" She cried out, panting heavily as she matched Fred thrust for thrust, the pleasure building exquisitely deep inside of her, right where Fred's thick cock was hitting in the right places.
"No!" Fred cried out in exasperation, his thrusts picking up in pace. "Guess again, Snotface!" Fred grunted, the heat in his groin spreading, the delicious warmth spurring him on.
"I, I...oh god, I'm close, Fred," Elizabeth moaned, her eyes closing as she felt the inevitable pressure inside of her about to explode.
"Come on, Lizzie, you can do it, love," Fred begged her, leaning down to kiss her firmly, pulling away with a groan as he felt Elizabeth's hot walls begin to clamp around his cock, squeezing him deliciously and triggering his own release. "Oh, fuck!"
"I love you, Fred! I love you," Elizabeth sobbed as she came hard, stars exploding behind her tightly-squeezed eyes as she felt Fred's release spurt hotly into her. As they came down from their highs, Fred rested his forehead against Elizabeth's, smiling happily as he stared down into her dancing brown eyes.
"Bingo, my beautiful Lizzie," Fred said gently, tilting his head to capture her reddened lips in a poignant kiss. As he pulled away from her lips, he closed his eyes and when he opened them, Elizabeth and he were in the bedroom of a small cottage. They were still naked and tangled together but laying on a large, comfortable bed. It faced towards a beautiful picture window, looking out over a field of wildflowers, their colours bright in the afternoon sun. Elizabeth gasped in surprise as she stared at her surroundings.
"Where are we, Fred?"
"We're home, love."
The End.
