Chapter 4

"Why George?" Fred whined.

"Well, he is the better looking twin," Hermione grinned not yet revealing her real reasons.

"What?!" Fred burst out loudly, "No way!"

"I knew it!" George pumped his fist in the air.

Hermione giggled at the twins' reactions.

"I was only joking... you're both equally shaggable," she said with a blush. "The real reason is because I actually heard a rumor about a little talent George has."

"No..." George whispered as his face turned pink.

"Yes," Hermione said with a grin. "The girls in Gryffindor loved to chit chat and gossip."

Fred glanced from George to Hermione and back, looking confused.

Hermione's grin grew larger. "What is it? Why don't I know about this?" Fred asked.

"Shut up, Fred," George scratched the back of his head.

"Come on. What is it? Whatever it is, I'm sure I can do it too."

"Trust me you can't," George replied all to fast.

"How do you know?"

"Because you've never had a girlfriend who bought you a copy of the Kama Sutra, that's why," George told his twin.

"Fine. But if I see you do it, I'm sure I can do just as well."

"I doubt it," George smirked. He loved harassing his twin.

"Well then why don't we show him?" Hermione propositioned

"Show me what?" Fred said, getting angry.

Hermione had a huge smile on her face. "So will you, George?"

He still looked somewhat embarrassed that his reputation preceded him, but he nodded with a sexy grin on his face.

"Yay!" Hermione screamed. "I've always wanted to see just how good you were at the reverse, side-by-side, sensual butterfly position!!"

"WHAT?" Fred asked looking a little defeated.

George just shoved his brother lightly out of the way and moved to kiss Hermione. While George occupied her mouth, she blindly reached out to grab Fred's pants and pull him closer behind her, inviting him to join. He stood somewhat annoyed for a moment before he started to lick and nibble at her neck and ear. He moved to the opposite ear to show it the same attention.

However his eyes were closed and he accidentally conked foreheads with George. "Fred! What are you doing?" George growled as he held his forehead.

"Sorry," Fred muttered. "I just wanted a piece of the action."

"George, don't be so mean," Hermione kissed him softly, "we all want to play."

"Yeah George, don't be so mean," Fred mocked him. George reached over Hermione's shoulder to grab hold of Fred who dodged away from him. They started ducking and dodging each other's hands around her and eventually she got elbowed in the breast and wasn't even sure by whom.

"Boys! That's enough!"

"Look what you did," Fred said

"What I did?" George complained. "You're the one that had to interfere."

"Well, you're the one who had to have some weird talent," Fred said unhappily.

"Fred and George be quiet right now or I'm leaving!" Hermione said, stomping her foot.

They both immediately stopped talking. "Alright, I'm sorry I brought up George's talent. It wasn't fair to Fred."

They both grumbled noncommittally. "Now, we can either get back to the pleasurable side of what we were doing or we can forget about all of it. Your choice."

Fred and George shared a look. "That's two votes for pleasure," said Fred.

"Let's get down to business then, shall we?" Hermione asked as she yanked her shirt off.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Fred stated more than asked.

"Yes, it will be much more enjoyable if we go slowly."

"Because one, you have made me wait all afternoon for this and two, you're mother will find you eventually and I don't want to be here when she does," Hermione said matter-of-factly, tugging at the clip of her bra without much success.

"Does someone want to help me with this?" She grinned at the boys who still stood back watching. George bounded forward and released the clasp in less than a second.

"Thanks."

"Anytime," George turned to throw a smug smile at his twin only to discover Fred was stark naked, except for his socks.

"What?" Fred pulled off one of his remaining striped socks.

"Glad to see Fred's not a tease." Hermione said undoing the button on her jeans.

"Allow me," Fred said as he rushed forward and unzipped Hermione's jeans. In the meantime, George vanished all of his clothes. Hermione sighed contentedly as she looked back and forth between the two of them.

They in turn seemed to be staring at her breasts like they were the ripest melons they had ever seen, she even saw Fred's tongue dart out as if he wanted to taste them.

"What are you waiting for?" she smirked at them. The boys both lunged forward intent on each of her breasts. She bit her lip and let her head sink back enjoying the feel of two mouths pleasing her at the same time, in almost identical movements. She staggered back and almost fell, but Fred quickly steadied her and they led her to the couch.

Just then, they heard the all too familiar sound of someone Apparating into their flat. They looked up from the couch to see Ginny standing across the room, completely mortified.

Fred, George and Hermione had all drawn their wands. "I've been waiting all day for this. Sorry, but you'll just have to come back later," Hermione told her; Ginny took one last wide eyed look at them all before backing slowly toward the fireplace again.

Hermione turned back to the twins and resumed the heavy snogging session; after a moment they pulled back at the same time.

"Maybe we should move this, just in case mum does come." Fred suggested.

"Where is your sense of adventure?" Hermione asked. You could hear the disappointment in her voice.

"Well I think it is in the bedroom." George replied taking a step towards Hermione and grabbing both of her thighs and picking her up. He carried her into his room, while trailing kisses down her neck.

She wiggled against his capture and pretended to beat him on his chest. "Put
me down, Beast!" she giggled.

"I'll save you!" Fred launched himself at his brother, forgetting for a
moment that they weren't wearing any clothes.

"Oi! Get it off me, Fred!" He nearly dropped Hermione in his attempt to
escape his brother's member which was touching his leg.

Hermione giggled for a moment as she studied the member in question. "Wow, you guys really are Beasts."

"Just wait for the reverse, side-by-side, sensual butterfly position. And I'm sure Fred has a few tricks of his own," George told her with a grin.

"Just wait and see." Fred said grinning as he moved closer to Hermione yet again.

"So you're not going to tell me?" she asked with a pout.

"Nope, some of us like to remain men of mystery."

"I'll make a giraffe with my tongue for you if you do."

"A giraffe?" They whispered together.

"Go on, Fred, tell her."

"Ok, I'll tell you, but after that you have to do the giraffe," Fred told Hermione.

"Deal," she said immediately.

"Well, I can bring you to the edge of an orgasm using a piece of ice. And that's a guarantee," Fred said, exceptionally proud of himself.

"Well that does sound promising," Hermione said getting up and walking out of the room. She walked back in with a tray of ice; handing it to Fred she smiled and said, "Prove it."

"Now?" he asked, looking at the ice tray and gulping as if realizing what he had just gotten himself into.

"Yes now … the clock is ticking Man of Mystery," she said, bending the tray until one perfect cube popped out. Fred licked his lips as he reached for the cube of ice. He sucked it lightly in his mouth as he advanced on the now trembling girl.

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