I Want to Touch You

I Want to Touch You: Chapter 1

Fred and George were getting ready for bed.

\"Oi,\" shouted Fred, \"Pass me a shirt, will you?\"

\"You\'re always taking my clothes, Fred!\" complained George.

\"Come on, I\'m frickin\' feezing!\"

\"What are you talking about, it\'s summer! Besides, I like to look at you without your shirt on,\" George teased.

\"Sod off, you puff!\" Fred laughed. He glowed inwardly at the attention.

Such suggestive bantering was common between the twins. They thought nothing of it. They didn\'t even consider taking each other seriously. They were brothers, and they unconsciously respected that boundary.

\"If you\'re really so cold, you can sleep with me tonight,\" George offered.

They climbed into George\'s small twin bed, Fred in pajama pants and George in a shirt and boxers. They were still feeling rowdy so George rubbed his bare legs suggestively against Fred, who shoved his shoulder playfully. They laughed.

When they had calmed down, George began to absently finger a bit of Fred\'s hair.

\"You know,\" said Fred, \"We can\'t do this at school, George.\"

\"Do what?\"

\"Act like this.\" The twins didn\'t often acknowledge that their actions were a bit too intimate.

George said, \"I don\'t see why it\'s such a big deal, It\'s not like we\'re…\" He laughed nervously. This conversation was getting a bit too serious for his liking.

\"Yeah, I know, I know, but it\'s just the way it is.\"

\"Can we not talk about this anymore?\" asked an irritated George.

\"Yeah, geeze, sorry I brought it up.\"

After a few tense moments Fred smiled mischievously. \"Puff!\"

\"Why you -\" George began tickling Fred, glad for the lightened tone. When he was thoroughly exhausted, Fred sank into an undisturbed slumber. His forehead lay against George\'s chest and his arm lay over George\'s side. George watched Fred\'s breathing and thought about their previous conversation. He and Fred had always been too intimate. They had learned to hide it in public, but they never thought much about the implications of their actions. But now they were almost adults, and their childhood intimacy seemed to stand out more.

But George\'s mind couldn\'t yet fully form or embrace these ideas. He fell asleep with a small, undetected seed of confusion growing silently in the back of his mind.

The next day the Weasley twins boarded the Hogwarts Express. They found a compartment with Jordan and Angelina and sat across from them. Angelina bought a bag of Every Flavor Beans and shared it with the rest of the group.

They were all laughing and having fun guessing what flavor the beans were (Fred and George were experts).

\"Oh, taste this one!\" exclaimed Fred. He stood up and put a bright red one into Jordan\'s mouth. He sat down on George\'s knee instead of in his own seat without thinking and waited for Jordan\'s reaction.

\"Yuck! Blood!\" He spat it out and wiped his mouth. The twins laughed.

\"How can you hate the blood-flavored one? It\'s my favorite!\" said George.

\"It is not,\" Jordan challenged.

\"No, really,\" said Fred, fumbling through the bag and finding another red one. \"Here, I\'ll show you.\" He put a red one into George\'s mouth. He liked the feeling of his fingers grazing George\'s lips, and held them there for a moment before removing them.

Jordan watched in disgust as George made a show of enjoying the bean.

\"Mmm, yummy!\"

\"You\'re sick. You know that, right?\" Jordan said matter-of-factly.

\"That\'s the least of it. He likes real blood, too!\" exclaimed Fred.

\"Yes, much better than these candy posers. Full of iron, too!\"

\"Ewe!\" cried Angelina.

But Jordan leaned forward. \"Really? Can I see?\"

George shrugged, took out his wand, and said a simple spell to cut the top of his wrist. Then he lowered his head to his arm and licked it. Fred grew excited at the site and ruffled his brother\'s hair, playfully. \"Ewe, disgusting!\" he said and made a face.

\"Oh, come on,\" said George, \"everyone likes the taste of blood.\"

\"They most certainly do not!\" said Fred. \"I don\'t!\"

\"You do too! You\'ve just never tried it,\" George asserted.

\"Go ahead, try it, Fred!\" exclaimed Jordan, who loved anything gory or unorthodox.

\"I\'m not about to cut myself like some masochist!\" said Fred stubbornly as he crossed his arms in defiance.

\"Fine, taste mine.\" George proffered his wrist.

Fred would have refused, but for some reason the sinewy forearm of his brother seemed to invite him. \"Fine.\"

George raised his arm to Fred\'s mouth. Fred held it gently anoughought the cut to his lips. The skin and soft hair of his brother\'s arm tickled his lips and sent shivers down is spine. He gingerly stuck his tongue out and tasted the blood. This wasn\'t so bad. Exciting, really. He sucked gingerly on the spot.

George was flooded with mild tingles as he watched his brother\'s red tongue explore his cut. He could almost feel his pupils dilate at the sensation of Fred\'s lips on his skin. Both boys were lost in a world all their own until Fred remembered to come up.

Jordan and Angelina were looking at them funny. The twins were breathing a bit harder than normal, and George was sure that the whole wizarding world could hear his racing heartbeat. Fred was still on George\'s lap and George became acutely aware of the fact. Fred felt George\'s erection against his back and felt dizzy.

Fred brought himself together enough to laugh heartily and say in his best Dracula voice, \"I vant to suck you blood!\"

He leapt up and pretended to attack Jn ann and Angelina. They laughed with him, and George was relieved that Fred had helped avoid an uncomfortable situation with their two friends. But he was disappointed that Fred had left his lap so abruptly.