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salixbabylonTitle: Filial Concerns
Pairing: Bill, Fred/George
Word Count: 236
Rating: R
Disclaimer: JKR owns everything. I just like to play naughty games with her dollies.
Summary: Bill is more concerned about some of his brothers than others... As requested by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
helena_s_renn.
Filial Concerns
Bill sometimes worried about the twins. More than he worried about the others. Sure, he worried about the dangers of Charlie's job with the dragons, or Percy and his ambitions, or about Ron being such good friends with Harry Potter and always caught in the backwash of the risks that surrounded the Boy Who Lived. But his worry about the twins was different.
It was more concern, perhaps.
No; it was worry.
He was worried that they slept in the same bed for so long into their adolescence, worried the one time he'd gone upstairs above their shop to use the loo and found only a single bed in their one-room flat.
He worried that neither of them seemed to date. Either girls or boys.
And Bill really worried after he woke up one morning to a hot sweaty dream about the two of them having sex. They were his brothers, for Morgana's sake.
They were each other's brothers, for all of the Old Gods' sakes!
If there was a Hell, Bill was going there, after that dream. Well, after wanking off to that dream, if he had to be honest. It was the hottest fucking thing he'd ever imagined, and it made him feel horny and dirty and ashamed and aroused to even think about it, which he did, every damn time he touched his cock.
Which just gave him another thing to worry about...
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Pairing: Bill, Fred/George
Word Count: 236
Rating: R
Disclaimer: JKR owns everything. I just like to play naughty games with her dollies.
Summary: Bill is more concerned about some of his brothers than others... As requested by
helena_s_renn.Bill sometimes worried about the twins. More than he worried about the others. Sure, he worried about the dangers of Charlie's job with the dragons, or Percy and his ambitions, or about Ron being such good friends with Harry Potter and always caught in the backwash of the risks that surrounded the Boy Who Lived. But his worry about the twins was different.
It was more concern, perhaps.
No; it was worry.
He was worried that they slept in the same bed for so long into their adolescence, worried the one time he'd gone upstairs above their shop to use the loo and found only a single bed in their one-room flat.
He worried that neither of them seemed to date. Either girls or boys.
And Bill really worried after he woke up one morning to a hot sweaty dream about the two of them having sex. They were his brothers, for Morgana's sake.
They were each other's brothers, for all of the Old Gods' sakes!
If there was a Hell, Bill was going there, after that dream. Well, after wanking off to that dream, if he had to be honest. It was the hottest fucking thing he'd ever imagined, and it made him feel horny and dirty and ashamed and aroused to even think about it, which he did, every damn time he touched his cock.
Which just gave him another thing to worry about...
