Jaime

"We gain strength, and courage, and confidence by each experience in which we really stop to look fear in the face... we must do that which we think we cannot." - Eleanor Roosevelt Gryffindor Alumni - 20 years old - Just a little crazy

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Jaime wanted to watch his face. She always loved the look on his face when he entered her, but this time she’d been distracted. Her head had already been tilted back and her eyes shut. She’d gasped out when he’d first pushed in; she’d missed it, but she knew that with the way he was quiet, that he looked just as beautiful and pleased as he always did. When she’d told him to move harder, he slowed. Jaime’s eyes opened up when he spoke, and she groaned unhappily. He very well knew what he was doing to her, and he very well knew that it was the easiest way to turn her into a begging, whining mess, which was probably exactly why he’d done it.

George’s hands rested at her sides for a brief time before they began to move over her legs. Once they reached her thighs, they stopped, and she knew why. He looked confused before looking down and laughing. Jaime frowned before he’d grinned.

“Hey, don’t laugh at me. I’m a witch, I can get it removed a lot easier than you think. But yes, I thought you’d appreciate it.” To say that she’d gotten it just for him would surely make her sound desperate, but Jaime wasn’t even a fan of Star Wars, not like he was. She did get it for him, and now she couldn’t help but wonder if he really did like it or not. Suddenly, he spoke. Jaime’s eyes widened at the words, and had he not already told her that he planned to propose to her in the past, she would have thought that he was just messing with her. But she knew better. Of course, it wasn’t exactly a story that she could tell her mother when she asked, but it wasn’t something she wanted to pass up either.

She wanted to wrap her arms around him and pull him into the most passionate kiss that she could muster, but she was still bound, and for some reason, that realization reminded her just how turned on she was already. Jaime shifted her hips against his, damned the consequences and smiled.

“Yes. Yes, yes, yes. Kiss me.”

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[thesecondgeorge]

"No, don’t say that. You shouldn’t have to deal with this by yourself. I don’t want you to keep secrets from me…" George said, pressing his lips to the top of her head. Part of him felt like the two of them kept more from each other now than ever before, and he hated it. "Is there anything else I should know?" He practically had to force himself to say it out loud. The thought that there might be more terrified him, but the possibility of not knowing was far worse, in his opinion.

"Well, it might have helped if I hadn’t tried to kill someone. We’d all be a lot better off. You wouldn’t have gone for a year, I wouldn’t have gone to Azkaban, and we wouldn’t have lost the baby. Can you seriously say that none of this is my fault?” George released her, dragging one hand through his hair frustratedly, the other running over his face as he paced a few feet away, then turned back to look at her. “What am I supposed to do to make up for it?”

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Jaime held up her hand when he started talking. She knew that it would piss him off, but she'd gotten angry as well. "I'm not! Keeping secrets...that was the only one, and the only reason I didn't say anything was because I knew that you'd react this way." He pressed his lips to the top of her head and she shook it.

"I ran away, George. It has nothing to do with what you did. Even if you hadn't gone to Azkaban, I would have probably packed up and moved out. I was scared to face you." What he said next dumbfounded her. "Make up for it? It's not like you forgot my birthday or something like that, you can't make up for it--you shouldn't and don't have to. It's not your fault or problem. Besides, I'm young. We're young."

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It was almost funny how quickly George moved once she'd begun talking, but she knew that he wouldn't be able to last long with her practically begging for him to fuck her. He moved forward and pulled her panties down, pulling her legs up. He wrapped her legs around his waist and wasted no time pushing himself into her. She gasped softly, and arched her back. George started moving his hips hard and fast and Jaime swore under her breath. She clenched her hands into fists and moaned out. She tried to keep her noises to a minimum, but she knew that with the way he was moving, that wasn't what he wanted. Her gasps and moans grew louder with every few thrusts until she was moaning loud enough that she was sure if her parents were in the driveway, they'd hear her. "Oh...god. You--uh...harder."

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George wasted no time As soon as he stopped her, he was in between her legs and cupping her breast. His lips moved up her neck and he bit down hard on it, causing her to gasp out loud. He kissed the mark and Jaime closed her eyes. His hands were squeezing her breasts roughly, but his kisses were soft and light in comparison. He growled against her skin and she squirmed underneath him. When George sat up to rid himself of his boxers, Jaime knew that it wouldn't be much longer. He wouldn't be able to deny her much longer with skin against skin. George surprised her when he said that he'd just leave her there. His fingers brushed her thighs and she whined in need. "It goes without saying, and you know it..." She closed her eyes and lifted her hips as best she could and bit her lower lip. They'd never done anything quite like this, and it was bringing something new out of her. Almost an animal of sorts. "I don't just want to have sex, I want you to fuck me. Hard."

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Jaime smiled over at George. He tried to stay awake so that she could ramble on excitedly of all the Christmas shopping she'd done, but she could tell that it just didn't interest him. He'd fallen asleep quickly, and if he hadn't looked so damn adorable, she would have probably pushed him off of the bed. Instead, she made a mental note to make him feel guilty for falling asleep on her and played with his hair while he slept.

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Jaime almost hadn't noticed the light weight on her shoulder where Aiden had fallen asleep, she was much too into the movie that was playing on the cinema screen.It wasn't until he started to snore softly in her ear that Jaime patted his head and face. "Get your butt up, I'm not getting kicked out of the cinema because you were up all night last night."

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Jaime yawned and stretched her aching muscles. She’d fallen asleep watching a film with George and his sister. George was gone, but his sister was…Jaime yawned again. Jules was asleep, her head practically buried in Jaime’s chest, which caused her to chuckle. She shook the girls shoulder. “Hey, hey wake up, we fell asleep…”

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George lifted his head to focus his eyes on getting her bra off. Had she not thought it would only make him tease her more, she might have laughed at the look on his face. He got it off quickly and tossed it aside before he moved down to bite and suck at a spot on her breast, while he massaged the other. She'd thought she might get away with giving herself some sort of friction, but George had never really been one to relinquish control. He questioned what he was doing before kneeling between her thighs. Jaime groaned when she was denied any further touch to the readily waiting area and tilted her head back. She didn't answer his first question, but lifted her head again at his second one. She bit her lower lip to keep from smirking at how undeniably sexy// she found all of this. "Yes sir." She said, probably too quickly. The thought of being left alone without feeling him was almost torture in and of itself. The longer Jaime stared at George, the harder it became for her to breathe when all she could focus on was how much she wanted him. She was laid out on the bed, nearly naked and bound. She was waiting for his next move, and she hoped that it would come soon.

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"Look at me." George whispered, his eyes not leaving her face. "Please." He tired, and just wanted to go to sleep with her wrapped in his arms. Part of him wished she hadn’t told him about the miscarriage, but she had already had to deal with it by herself for too long. It wasn’t fair to her.

"Because if I hadn’t reacted like that, we could have fixed things then, and… I could have saved- I could have done something. You’re right. I’m just fucking everything up, but I don’t know what to do without it." It scared him to admit how much he depended on it, but it was as if he couldn’t help himself. George pulled her tight against him and pressed his face into her hair again, his hands gripping the back of her shirt tightly.

[jaimeforge]

The way that George looked at her broke her heart, and the first thing that came out of her mouth was a complete accident.

"I should have never told you." She didn't want or need him blaming himself for anything. He already tried to take the blame away from her for cheating, and if anything, that was the one thing that she allowed herself to openly hate herself for. She wouldn't let him take this from her too. He had nothing to do with it, he was here. He was home, where he should have been(sort of), and she was off playing victim in another country.

"Are you seriously blaming yourself right now? I cheated on you, George. What were you supposed to do? Come in and be all 'oh yeah, man. Have fun and tell me when you're done'. Alcohol does that to people. It's an addictive."

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George leaned down and nipped at the skin between her breasts before kissing it. Jaime rolled her eyes when he insisted that he was handsome, but he pulled his shirt and jeans off anyway. Jaime's eyes gravitated directly to the bulge in his boxers and she tugged on the handcuffs with a fake pout. "Is this because I laughed at you for being too gentle when you had amnesia?" She doubted this was some form of punishment. It was new and exciting, and very //very arousing. Jaime rubbed her knees together slightly, just enough to cause a bit of friction for herself as he pressed kisses over her stomach. She let out a small breath she'd been holding at the feeling, and shifting on the bed at the feeling of heat pooling further between her thighs.

[thesecondgeorge]

George didn’t know what else to say. Saying it was okay would just make it worse, because it wasn’t. He wasn’t mad at Jaime, but the thought that they could have already had a child hurt terribly. He pulled away just a little, one of his hands gently tilting her chin up to look at him.

"I don’t hate you, Jaime. You didn’t know, and we can’t change anything now." He said, leaning his forehead against hers. "I’m sorry I did this to you."

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When George pulled away, Jaime shrunk back a little. He tilted her chin up to look at him, but she looked away. To be honest, she hated herself enough for the both of them. She didn't know, but she shouldn't have left to begin with. They could have worked things out. And had she not been so stupidly selfish, they could have had a family--not that she was ready for all of that yet, but it beat the alternative.

George leaned his forehead against hers and apologized. She pulled back. "What are you apologizing for? I did it to myself, and to be fair it's not right for me to force you to quit drinking just because it made me..." She didn't want to say the word. "I'm just emotional today, I don't know why."

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JAISLEY.

Name: Aimee Evangeline Weasley

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Red hair, brown eyes; George's bone structure and ears, Jaime's nose and mouth

Personality: Very good about sleeping when she's supposed to, but will sometimes cry because she knows it means that George will hold her.

Special Talents: Shows her magical abilities very early; very skilled with numbers, even at an early age.

Who they like better: George

Who they take after more: Jaime

Personal Headcanon: Altough Aimee prefers George, whenever Jaime is in a bad mood or upset, she wants to rest against her chest and will not move. For anything.

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