Remus headed
down the hall and, hearing noise from the twins’ room, he paused there for a
moment, deciding whether or not to bother them. When he finally knocked on the
door, it opened on its own from the force, having been slightly ajar. Fred and
George sat together on the floor, cross-legged, and looked up at him with
smiles. “You two did not want to go shopping with the others?” Remus asked.
Fred shook
his head. “We needed some alone time.” George nudged Fred for his choice of
words.
But Remus
simply smiled and tried not to laugh at the memories that phrase evoked. They
were the same words he and Sirius had used at their age and still used today
from time to time whenever they intended to make love.
Remus
cleared his throat and his thoughts. “I ran into Oliver Wood last night. He
wished me to say hello to you two on his behalf.”
“Oliver?
Really? Wicked! How was he doing?” George exclaimed just as Fred asked, “Haven’t
heard about him since he and Percy broke up. Has he had much play time?”
“He is doing
fairly well. He played in the match yesterday and they won by a long shot.”
The twins
looked glad to heard the news of the Quidditch victory. But they exchanged
looks afterwards which made Remus slightly suspicious and a tad uneasy. “You
met up with him right after he won
his game?” Fred inquired even though George elbowed him again.
“Yes,”
Remus said. “He was very excited.”
George
snorted in laughter then clapped a hand over his nose and mouth. Fred
explained, “Sorry. It’s just that when we knew Oliver back at Hogwarts he was
rather particular about his Quidditch-day rituals.”
Nodding in
agreement, George elaborated, “Yes, he always ate eggs and toast for breakfast.
He always paced when giving us a pre-game pep talk—”
“—and he
always craved a good, hard shag in the locker room after we won. ‘Course when
we lost he’d stay in the showers for an hour afterwards as well, but just to
cool off and so we wouldn’t see him so distraught.”
“So you
see,” said George, “When you said he was excited we thought…” His voice died
away as his eyes widened. Fred’s did the same.
Remus
looked at the two identical expressions of surprise and understanding. He
managed a sheepish smile of his own. “Seems he still follows at least one of
his rituals, then.”
At that,
Fred raised his wand and commanded the door to close behind Remus. Then both
twins simultaneously stood, staring straight at Remus unblinkingly.
“So how was
he?” George asked again, with more meaning than before.
“Did he let
you suck his cock first or could he not wait to shag you?” Fred was slightly
less tactful with his question.
The twins
began to walk around the room.
“Did he
take his shirt off for you and show you his muscles?”
“Did he
yell out Quidditch terms the whole time?”
They were
circling Remus now like a pair of wolves stalking their prey.
“Did he
tell you he used to think you were rather handsome when you taught at
Hogwarts?”
“Did he
make that lovely groaning sound in the back of his throat when he came?”
After so
much moving, circling, questioning, Remus found the twins were blending into
each other and he could not keep it all straight. Not to mention that he hadn’t
been able to get a word in edgewise, especially on the subject of how he was
sure he hadn’t been the least bit handsome back then. Remus held his hands up,
stopping them but being reluctant to supply them with details about his
personal life. He enjoyed the idea of reliving the memory of the previous
night, however. But they would not stand still to allow him to address them in
a civilized manner. So he reached out and grabbed hold of them both. They
laughed and let him drag them by the arms to stand in front of him. “This has
been amusing, boys, but I don’t want to discuss—”
“Then don’t
tell us. Show us.” One of the twins,
most likely Fred, said as he stripped off his t-shirt.
Remus shook
his head. “There is absolutely no way—”
The other
one, presumably George, cut Remus off this time and pulled his own shirt off.
“Perce wasn’t the only Weasley boy to have some fun with Oliver, you know.”
“And this
wouldn’t be the first time we’ve had one of his lovers afterwards, either.”
“I cannot,”
Remus insisted. “It would be highly inappropriate. You are so young.”
Identical
expressions showed Remus that the twins took offense to that. “We’re adults now
and not that much younger than Olly,” said possibly Fred.
Shaking his
head, “Your mother would use Cruciatus on me!”
“She won’t
find out. And if anything, she would kill us.”
One of the twins gestured to the other. “We’re the ones coming on to you, after
all. You’re trying to resist and it’s not your fault we like a challenge.”
“Fred’s
right,” said definitely George. He slid his arm around his twin’s waist and
rested his head on Fred’s shoulder. “We want you to join us in some fun and
you’ll enjoy yourself. I bet you have a royal blue hankie.”
Remus
looked shocked.
“Oh, come
on. We couldn’t help but notice the colors of the ones you have from time to
time. And Bill goes to clubs with codes so we put one and two together.”
Remus
cleared his throat nervously. “I believe the expression is…” Remus slowly
smiled as he understood Fred’s words. “Clever.”
“We are
rather clever,” Fred agreed, moving towards Remus. He broke away from his
brother and moved around to press himself against Remus’ beck. Breathing
seductively into Remus’ ear, “You wouldn’t believe some of the clever things
we’ve made.” George took a step forward then sank to his knees in front of
Remus.
One of
Remus’ eyebrows rose. Oh, I might know more than you think. Certain chocolates
with not so typical effects, for example.”
George’s
eyes widened again and he peered around Remus to look at Fred. “We won’t say
anything if you don’t,” the twins promised in unison. Remus nodded in agreement,
took a deep breath, then pulled off his wizarding robes.
There was
so much wrong with this, but Remus reminded himself that the twins really were
of age and seemed to be enjoying this as much as he was, which was a tremendous
amount. Sandwiched between the identical young man, Remus threw his head back
and let the sensations fill him.
Remus did
indeed have a royal blue hankie in his collection, but what man didn’t want to
have sex with identical twins? However, now that it was upon him, Remus could not
have imagined it feeling this good. He reached down and buried his hand in
George’s flaming red hair as George’s head bobbed back and forth, sucking
Remus’ cock with great skill. Remus’ other hand settled upon Fred’s which
rested on Remus’ hip as he slid in and out of the older man.
Remus
looked down, watching George’s look of intense concentration during all of
this. Remus marveled at the fact that Fred was probably wearing an identical
expression.
Though the
sensations felt delightful, Remus did not last nearly as long as he would have
liked. Soon he was rocking his hips in time to Fred’s thrusts and George’s
sucks. They were all three moving in time, in synch, in bliss. Finally, Remus
could not resist the thrill and came as hard as he could for as long as he
could.
And when he
was finished, Remus found himself still sandwiched between the twins but lying
on their bed this time. All three were spent and exhausted but all smiles as
they basked in the afterglow.