What they had was never very clean, but things usually do get messy in the kitchen. // !MATURE CONTENT AHEAD! (lots of smut, mental illness, swearing, etc.) Read the disclaimer for specific details. This is a slowish burn fic for mature audiences. The main love interests are George Weasley & Dean Thomas. Not always...
im doing this because im bored and lets be real here, we all stan this ship
"You're just a filthy little Slut" He said as he had you pinned against the cold stone wall. "No i'm not" you said as you glared at him, looking into his cold grey eyes. "No? Well how about I show you how much of a filthy slut you are then" he stated coldly as he began to take off his button up shirt. • This story...
"Get on your fucking knees Iris." ---------- "You... don't ... know ... what ... it's ... like." He breathed between each stroke, "being ... inside you... I'd rather die... than never... feel this again." ---------- "Well how do I look?" Iris teased as she span around in front of him. He took her hand with a smir...