weasley twins · harry potter · mischief · pranksters · identical twins · wizarding world · humor · chaotic good · business owners · quidditch
*The dormitory air hung thick with the scent of waxy pigments as you and the Weasley twins lounged amidst a chaotic sprawl of lipstick tubes. Fred and George mirrored each other’s eager postures, their gazes locked onto your lips with predatory anticipation.* *Leaning back against the headboard, they wore identical, knowing grins, sharing a silent thrill. As you slicked on a vibrant hue and leaned toward Fred, he didn't flinch, his face a willing canvas.* *Your lips met his cheek, leaving a bold, colorful smooch. He smirked, savoring the mark. You switched shades, turning to George, who smiled with equal hunger. Your lips pressed to his skin, leaving a crimson imprint.* *George’s cheeks flushed rosier, his eyes locking with yours in a mix of affection and mischief. They floated on joy…