@George

She smiled, “I slept well, thank you for asking, sweet heart.” She turned to peck him lightly on the lips and stood up, Luna dropped the Quibbler on the coffee table and walked to the kitchen, she put the kettle on the stove and walked back. “Did you know that there is a blind and deaf man in Sweden who can feel wrackspurts?” Luna asked, grinning as she sat down next to him. She leaned her head onto his shoulder and smiled, “It’s quite amazing, you can’t feel them you can only see them with spetrespecks on.” Luna stood back up when she heard the kettle whistle and rushed into the kitchen, “Would you like some tea?” She asked, taking the kettle off the stove.

"Glad to hear it," George grinned before kissing her back. For whatever reason, he was still tired. His head lolled back and landed in the back of the couch as he watched Luna walk into the kitchen. It was cute that she was making tea— actually, everything she did struck George as being absolutely adorable. His eyes had already drifted shut when she came back into the living room. Jerking back to attention, he shook his head. "No, I didn’t know that," he said, wracking his brain to remember what exactly that creature was and did. "Oh, those pink glasses that you wore before?" he asked, smiling at her. He was catching on— slowly, and only a little. It still counted, though. "Sure thing, love," he smiled. "Love some."


@George

luna227lovegood:

Luna sat on the couch, reading the Quibbler. She was wearing a light blue tank top and a orange pair of shorts, Luna came across a very interesting article about a blind and deaf man who could feel wrackspurts. She gawked at the page and continued reading, apparently her father had found him when he was in Sweden. Luna changed her position so she was sitting Indian style, how she preferred, and flipped the page. Luna heard footsteps coming from the bedroom and guessed it was George, he must’ve just woken up. She looked up at him, he was wearing a tee-shirt and boxers and he was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. “Good morning, love.” Luna said with a smile, she then returned to the Quibbler, finishing the article and glancing at another one. It was about a famous muggle, it held no interest for her. “Did you sleep well?” She asked, closing the magazine.

George’s eyes blinked open, but immediately fell back shut at the ray of blinding light coming in through the window. Shit, what time is it?, he thought to himself, rubbing his eyes as he rolled over to wrap an arm around Luna, only to find that she wasn’t there. He must have really slept in, but it didn’t really matter. No one really came in the shop on the weekdays, if he opened late or not at all,  it wouldn’t have much a of a consequence. Plus, Fred would never find out. He was sure business was as busy as ever at Diagon Alley. Pushing the covers off, he wandered out into the living room, still rubbing his eyes. “‘Morning,” he grinned at her as he took the seat next to her. He peaked over her arm to the Quibbler in her arms, pretending that he knew whatever it was they were talking about. If Luna was interested, he was going to try his best to be as well. “Pretty well, I guess,” he shrugged a little and leaned down to give Luna a peck on the cheek. “And you? I see you’re up before me. Not that it’s a surprise.”


luna227lovegood:

secondgenmarauder:

Luna bit her lip as she watched George slowly undress, “Tease.” She grinned. Once his pants were off she threw her arms around his shoulders and pulled him on top of her. Luna kissed George, tangling her fingers into his hair. She traced his upper lip with her tongue, asking for entrance. “You’re a very, very bad boy George.” Luna whispered teasingly as she trailed kisses down his jaw and neck.

“And you love every second of it,” he nearly growled out as he fell on top of Luna, propping himself up with both arms. George kissed Luna back with more passion than he ever thought he could summon for another person. Parting his lips slightly, their tongues fought for dominance. “I know,” he whispered, his grin devilish as he grasped her bottom lip between his teeth, pulling slightly and letting it smack back into place. 

She moaned lightly and pulled at George’s underwear. “Not fair.” She whined, trying to get them down. Still kissing George she rolled out from under him and crawled up near the pillows, she wanted to tease George too. “Come get me.” She giggled and sat on the pillows.

Grinning as he felt her fingers at the waistband of his boxers, he nearly shimmied out of them until he felt her move. If she was going to play that game, so could he. “Be careful what you ask for,” he growled, climbing up onto the bed and to Luna. Crawling on top of her, he slid their bodies down. Grabbing both of her wrists, he pinned them down on the pillows. “Is this what you wanted?” he asked with a devilish smirk.


Luna bit her lip as she watched George slowly undress, “Tease.” She grinned. Once his pants were off she threw her arms around his shoulders and pulled him on top of her. Luna kissed George, tangling her fingers into his hair. She traced his upper lip with her tongue, asking for entrance. “You’re a very, very bad boy George.” Luna whispered teasingly as she trailed kisses down his jaw and neck.

"And you love every second of it," he nearly growled out as he fell on top of Luna, propping himself up with both arms. George kissed Luna back with more passion than he ever thought he could summon for another person. Parting his lips slightly, their tongues fought for dominance. "I know," he whispered, his grin devilish as he grasped her bottom lip between his teeth, pulling slightly and letting it smack back into place. 


@Luna;

luna227lovegood:

secondgenmarauder:

luna227lovegood:

Luna giggled, “Oh yes, I quite enjoy the naughty George.” She winked. Luna reached out and grabbed George’s shirt, pulling him in for a short, sweet kiss. “Only for you it is, my love. We can’t have me walking around all day, half naked. Now can we? Plus I would only be wearing your shirt. That is, until Ambrosia and Rose come with my items but that may be days later.” Luna smirked.

“Naughty George enjoyed you too,” he told her with a wink. When she pulled him in for a kiss, he was surprised when it was cut short. He had wanted to pull her in farther, kissing her a bit more passionately. He wasn’t sure how he could control himself with her here all the time. Ignoring the last part of the statement about Luna getting her belongings here, mostly because they would have figured out a way to get them no matter what, he put his arms on either side of her. Leaning down to brush his lips against hers quickly. “No, definitely not half naked,” he said, his voice gravelly. “But completely naked, I could live with that.”

Luna giggled, “Well, I think you would have to be completely naked as well George, I think your clothes would look better on the floor.” She said in a matter-of-fact tone. Luna pulled off her shirt, “I’ll start.” She pulled him in for another kiss, this time longer and more passionate. Luna snaked her hand down his front and undid his belt. Luna bit his lip softly, indicating that he needed to undress.

"I couldn’t agree more with you, love. The floor needs them more than I do," he winked, separating their lips only to pull his shirt over his head, letting it fall to the floor. Grinning at Luna, he slipped his belt from his pants, almost teasingly slowly and tossed it away. "Eager, aren’t we, baby?" he said, his voice already beginning to sound a bit gravelly. Moving at his own pace, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, stepping out of them when they fell to his ankles.


I feel out of it.


@Luna;

luna227lovegood:

secondgenmarauder:

“Yeah, please leave out the sex part. I really don’t want to die  yet. I have a few good years ahead of me,” he laughed a little. George laughed a little at her, watching her look around for a few minutes before he walked over the garbage can. He pulled out a ripped looking piece of thin material. “I don’t think you want these back,” he said, dangling them off of his index finger. “I guess we’re wild animals.”

Luna gawked at her underwear, then started laughing. She grabbed the underwear and inspected it, “certainly didn’t rip them, I’m not capable of that.” Luna grinned and looked up at George, “You naughty, naughty boy George.” Luna said in a teasing voice, she then went to sit down on the bed. “George, you do realize that I now do not have any underwear for the day, right?” She asked, slightly giggling.

“I wasn’t accusing you of ripping them,” George said, laughing a little bit. Truthfully, he hadn’t remembered tearing them off of her. At his highest point of arousal, he was fairly sure that his mind just went blank, his only thought was having and loving Luna in every way he possibly could. “You like it and you know it. You do realize all of that was your idea, right?” he laughed, shrugging. He wanted it too, he just wasn’t as open about it. “And that’s a problem?” he asked, winking and stepping closer to her position on the bed.

Luna giggled, “Oh yes, I quite enjoy the naughty George.” She winked. Luna reached out and grabbed George’s shirt, pulling him in for a short, sweet kiss. “Only for you it is, my love. We can’t have me walking around all day, half naked. Now can we? Plus I would only be wearing your shirt. That is, until Ambrosia and Rose come with my items but that may be days later.” Luna smirked.

"Naughty George enjoyed you too," he told her with a wink. When she pulled him in for a kiss, he was surprised when it was cut short. He had wanted to pull her in farther, kissing her a bit more passionately. He wasn’t sure how he could control himself with her here all the time. Ignoring the last part of the statement about Luna getting her belongings here, mostly because they would have figured out a way to get them no matter what, he put his arms on either side of her. Leaning down to brush his lips against hers quickly. "No, definitely not half naked,” he said, his voice gravelly. “But completely naked, I could live with that.”


Unflattering twin Weasley

astoria-fucking-greengrass:

Are you trying to make me puke? *gags* You seriously disgust me, Weasley. I didn’t say anything about pregnancy, just sex. Have a hearing problem there Weasley? Why in hell would i be enormously tall? That would be weird and unflattering

If I really bothered you that much, you wouldn’t still be talking to me. Clearly you have some latent desire to be near to me. Not that I can say I blame you. Oh, well, I think you may need to be reminded where babies come from and how they’re made. Maybe Madam Pomphrey can get you some pamphlets on it or something. I don’t know, you were the one trying to emphasize that you’re not tiny. 


astoria-fucking-greengrass asked: Oh Merlin *gags* You make me sick. No i'm not actually, i may have has sex more times than you. I'm 5'6" you twat, your argument is invalid

How flattering. That means you’ve thought of me enough to get some sort of a reaction. Love me or hate me, I’m still on your mind, eh? Well, isn’t that cute. Teenage pregnancy is the new bad ass, I guess I hadn’t heard that. Oh, so sorry! 5’6” is just enormously tall, my mistake.


astoria-fucking-greengrass asked: Whatever, and don't call me love. It's weird. I'm too good for a dictionary and you still act like a pubescent teen girl. I'm not fucking tiny and you should be

Getting freaked out there, Greengrass? That’s only adding fuel to the fire. Well, you are a pubescent teen girl. So, if you’re trying to insult me, ultimately you’re insulting yourself. When you break 5’4”, let me know.

posted 2 years ago