Object of his Affections
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,434
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Object of his Affections
Bill Weasley, 17 years old, popular and handsome model student, had not often had cause to be jealous of anyone at all, least of all his younger brother Percy. Even now, sneaking into the slumbering boy\'s bedroom half past midnight, Bill found himself mentally taking stock of his brother\'s flaws as he had so often in the past. Lack of humor? Check. Really dorky glasses? Check. Social invisibility? Check, check, check.
But there was one thing Percy had that Bill hadn\'t been able to get out of his mind wee weeks.
He crept up to Percy\'s slumbering form and gazed down at it, his eyes drawn he nhe noticeable bulge in the sheets. Unable to restrain himself, Bill reached out a trembling hand to the quivering lump and ran his fingers gently over it, cursing the cheap thin cotton sheets that separated him from the object of his desire. He felt the hidden flesh react to his presence, and felt he would be driven mad if he dallied any longer.
Eyes pinned lustfully to his brother, Bill fumbled in the right pocket of his worn flannel pajamas for the vital materials he\'d swiped from the Weasley bathroom. Petroleum jelly, yes, plenty of that. Wobbler\'s Wonderful Anaesthetic, to make sure the little prat didn\'t wake up in the middle of the thing. Ginny\'s baby wipes, for quick and sanitary clean-up.
Bill readied his jar of anaesthetic and gently pulled back Percy\'s sheets, exposing what he had longed after for all this time. When Percy didn\'t stir, he heaved a sigh of relief and tucked the Wobbler\'s back into his pants pocket, allowing his fingers to gently brush his erection through the cloth. Slowly, just a tease, don\'t want to spoil it before the action . . .
Bill checked his other pocket for the purloined cardboard tube, from a recently discarded roll of toilet paper. Then he bent down, gently lifted Scabbers from his resting place on Percy\'s stomach, grinned to himself in the dark, and headed back to his own bedroom with a spring in his step.
But there was one thing Percy had that Bill hadn\'t been able to get out of his mind wee weeks.
He crept up to Percy\'s slumbering form and gazed down at it, his eyes drawn he nhe noticeable bulge in the sheets. Unable to restrain himself, Bill reached out a trembling hand to the quivering lump and ran his fingers gently over it, cursing the cheap thin cotton sheets that separated him from the object of his desire. He felt the hidden flesh react to his presence, and felt he would be driven mad if he dallied any longer.
Eyes pinned lustfully to his brother, Bill fumbled in the right pocket of his worn flannel pajamas for the vital materials he\'d swiped from the Weasley bathroom. Petroleum jelly, yes, plenty of that. Wobbler\'s Wonderful Anaesthetic, to make sure the little prat didn\'t wake up in the middle of the thing. Ginny\'s baby wipes, for quick and sanitary clean-up.
Bill readied his jar of anaesthetic and gently pulled back Percy\'s sheets, exposing what he had longed after for all this time. When Percy didn\'t stir, he heaved a sigh of relief and tucked the Wobbler\'s back into his pants pocket, allowing his fingers to gently brush his erection through the cloth. Slowly, just a tease, don\'t want to spoil it before the action . . .
Bill checked his other pocket for the purloined cardboard tube, from a recently discarded roll of toilet paper. Then he bent down, gently lifted Scabbers from his resting place on Percy\'s stomach, grinned to himself in the dark, and headed back to his own bedroom with a spring in his step.