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George said “I love you” to her on Halloween, she dressed up as a sexy witch and he couldn’t keep his hands off of her the whole night. They stayed at the penthouse and passed out candy to the trick-or-treaters, an American custom George found hilarious. George showed up and showed out, dressed up as Count Dracula. He slicked back his hair, dressed in all black with a long cloak and said he couldn’t remember where he got the super realistic fangs that he glued onto his canines. She put a lot of effort into her costume and was so excited that he showed up for trick-or-treat dressed up as well. She found the perfect witchy lingerie, black and strappy with a pentagon charm detail. Over the top she wore one of her little black dresses that she knew George loved - the one she wore when they first had sex. To literally top it all off she wore a huge black pointed witch hat and did her makeup sexy and smokey. 

They had started a 30 nights of Halloween movie marathon in October and of course he had never seen any of the films. Halloween was Zinnia’s favorite holiday and she was so glad he was loving the spirit of it as well. 

“Trick-or-treat!” a group of three young kids dressed as the ‘Powerpuff Girls’ sang and George held out the candy bowl for them. 

“Wow! I love your costumes, they are very colorful!” He said to them, slurring with his fake vampire fangs in. They left and he closed the door again. “Right where were we?” He strode back to Zinnia at the living room couch and started kissing and nibbling at her neck again, he was having too much fun dressed as ‘Dracula.’ 

“Stop it! It’s your turn!” She giggled, secretly loving the attention. They were drinking and playing Monopoly with Hocus Pocus on the TV. George was cheating by stealing money every time she got up for the doorbell and kept blaming it on the fact that he ‘didn’t know the rules’ because he had ‘never played this game.’ Who has never played Monopoly? 

After 11pm when all the kids were long gone, they headed into the theater room to watch Zinnia’s favorite horror movie, Scream. They barely made it through the opening credits before George was tearing off her little black dress, she started to take off her oversized pointed hat.

“Stop, leave it on, it’s fucking hot.” George stopped her.

She giggled and jumped on top, straddling his lap. They had been in their honeymoon stage for four months, having sex almost daily. They knew each other’s bodies and turn ons so well by now. George started to move positions to get on top and Zinnia stopped him. 

“George, wait I want you to see this movie, I saved it for last. It's my favorite” Zinnia whined as she pushed back on his shoulders and lifted her hips off of his lap. 

She had been teasing him all night, driving him mad. This witch costume must be a big kink for him and she was going to use it to her advantage. 

“Fuck Z, we can watch it later, I need you,” He begged, grabbing her hips and slamming them back down on him. 

She fought back a grin, she loved when he got all hot and bothered. Once she teased him far enough he got rough and desperate, pinning her down and taking charge. It was her favorite version of him in bed. 

She pushed it again, “Come on you are so horny, I already gave you a bj today, haven’t you had enough?” 

She lied and she knew it, she gave him a blow job yesterday afternoon on his lunch break at his office. It was so hot and she went right home after and touched herself with the memory still fresh. 

“Shut up you know that was yesterday, you minx,” He said back and spanked her hard on her right ass cheek. “I normally would say I owe you back for that but now you’re just being a naughty little slut.” 

She loved dirty talk and wanted it, exactly why she had been teasing him all night. Making out and running her hands over his half chub in his pants right as she could sense more kids about to ring the doorbell for candy. It was the perfect excuse to break it apart and edge him all evening. 

Now he was really dominant and she was finally ready to submit back, tired of playing mouse to his cat. 

“Ouch!” She yelped at his hard smack, “I’m sorry, I promise I’ll be a good girl now,”

She kissed him and his tongue aggressively entered her mouth as he held her face still with both hands. Her hips swirled and he bucked his back, rubbing her clit with his boner through his pants. 

“Lay down.” He demanded. She crawled off his lap and laid back down on the couch. “Turn over witch”

She obeyed. She could hear he was taking off his clothes fast. 

SMACK

“FUCK!” she nearly screamed, he had whipped her ass hard with his leather belt. 

“Shit, I’m sorry that was really harder than I thought it would be,” He was so cute and apologetic. She was annoyed and wanted him to stay in character as the Dom. 

She shot up and sat on her knees facing him, eyes a little teary from the sting but she liked it. He grabbed her face, she could see his boner softening. She was more upset about the loss of the moment than the spank. 

“Are you alright love?-” He began.

“Stop!” She protested and slapped his hands away. “If you can’t take charge, I will.” 

She said sternly and grabbed the belt out of his hands. She looped it around his neck and ordered him to the recliner seat behind the theater couch. He sat there, naked and grinning. Straddling his lap again and holding on to the belt she told him “I am sick of you being so gentle with me,” She was inches from his face, pulling the end of the belt to pull his mouth to hers. They kissed deeply and slowly and she could feel him fully erect again under her. 

“How about we have a safeword? So if I do take it too far, you say it and I’ll stop to check on you.” George suggested as he still felt bad for spanking her so hard. 

He rubbed his hands over the welt that was raised across both of her ass cheeks. 

“Ok fine, but you can’t break the mood unless one of us says it ok?” She agreed and fixed her witch hat. “What about abracadabra?”

“What? No, no um how about Hocus Pocus?” He felt her suggestion sounds too much like the killing curse that she had no idea about. 

“OK. Deal.” She put out her hand to shake his. 

“Ok settled, now can I please fuck you? I’m aching.” 

He moved his hands to her center and started to rub on her clit. Her hips grinded against his hard cock that was flat on his stomach, she could easily just guide it inside of herself. His hand started to guide it for her. She let him enter her and started to ride him, still using the belt around his neck for support. She was so wet and her lingerie was still on with her thong moved to the side. George’s hands were now at her chest and he coaxed each breast out from her bra, massaging her right and sucking on her left. She felt his fake fangs nibbling down on her hard nipple. 

“Fuggck” she moaned out, her breath was getting shaky. Her legs were already getting tired from riding up and down his dick. She pulled the belt a little tighter around his neck to choke him. 

“Zinn - fuck I” and he slammed her hips down on him with both hands hard. 

“Fuck that’s so deep!” She breathed out with a moan and they both started to cum. 

He lifted her hips up slightly and held her there so he could fuck her himself. She was starting to scream out as her juices filled up, blocked by his dick. He came inside of her and rather than letting him stay inside she pushed herself up off of him and squirted the pent up cum all over his lap. He quickly in the same moment finger fucked her, finding that spongy spot inside, until she was done. Dripping all over his hand. 

“Shit,” She breathed out, “I need to lay down, fuck.” He helped her up over to the couch and started to dry them both off with his vampire cloak. 

“That was so hot, I fucking love you.” He said to her so casually. 

“I’ve never done that before, that was amazing. Fuck I’m fucking tired and my legs are sore.”She replied ignoring the I love you comment. He left and brought her a glass of water. 

“Chill here, I’m going to shower. And I don’t think you heard me,” He knelt down to her face “I fucking love you Zinnia Black.” then kissed her softly on the lips

“I fucking heard you, I love you George Weasley.” She smiled back at him. He turned away to go and shower her stink off. 

‘Fuck, I am the biggest wanker in this century,’ George thought to himself as he walked into the bathroom. He had been lying to her and himself for nearly 4 months. He couldn’t continue this facade. He was a wizard and she was, they grew up together at Hogwarts, it all felt like a million years ago. She was the love of his life and it was killing him to see her be lied to constantly by himself and by so many others around her.