A:N: I only own the plot.

Alicia Apparated outside the front door of the flat she and George had moved into shortly after their wedding, less then two years ago. Her landing was slightly off balance and she giggled at this, as she unlocked the front door and tipsily made her way into the flat, almost tripping over as she did so, she looked up at the clock wall. It was half past four in the morning. "Uh-oh." Alicia said to herself, giggling unnecessarily.

She danced nosily over to the bedroom and fell through the door. Still giggling, Alicia looked at the sleeping form of her husband, sleeping on his back his bare toned chest visible through the disoriented covers, even in the darkness of the room. I really really need my husband right now, she thought giggling even more.

After making her way over to the bed, she climbed into bed next to George before straddled his hips. "Leash?" George asked sleepily, opening his eyes, Alicia giggled in response leaning forward to kiss him on the lips. "Your drunk." He observed, as he smelt Alicia's breath near his face as she pulled away from the kiss.

"Not." Alicia slurred, running her hand through George's hair.

George turned his head slightly to have a look at the alarm clock, groaning when he saw the time. "You reek of Firewhiskey."

"But you love Firewhiskey." Alicia giggled titling her head so her blonde hair fell over her shoulder.

"Ali what are you going on about?" George asked confused.

"You love me too." Alicia said stroking George's chest slowly. George groaned knowing what Alicia wanted, but he all he wanted to do was go back to sleep before he had to go to the shop.

"Yes I do love you." George yawned. "Now go to sleep Leash." He attempted to push Alicia off of him, but Alicia leant forward wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

"No no no no." Alicia moaned, tracing George's lips with her finger. "We can't go to sleep Georgie."

"Why not?"

"Because I have a better idea of what we could do." Alicia said biting her bottom lip, looking up at George from under her eyelashes.

"Alicia," George began seriously, "your drunk. I'm not having sex with you while your drunk, but I promise you later when your sober we will." George looked into Alicia's pouting face and her puppy dog eyes, that were making George fell weak. "Don't look at me like that."

Alicia blinked innocently at him and returned to stroking Georges chest. "Like what?"

"Like that." George groaned grabbing her hand and holding it away from his chest.

Alicia giggled again, titling her head so her mouth was almost brushing against his, one and only ear, before whispering seductively. "Make me." George tried not to look at her, he knew Alicia wasn't going to rest until he gave in, but all he wanted was to go back to sleep. George's facial expression was slightly visible to Alicia despite the room being in near darkness, it was a mixture of passion and plain torture.

"Leash, please go to sleep."

"Not going to happen." Alicia said in a sing-song voice that was slightly slurred. She tugged her hand out of Georges grasp before lightly trailing her fingertips down his chest. "I want you. I need you." Alicia said kissing George along his jaw line. Oh sweet Merlin. George thought still trying not to look at her.

"Ali, your such a tease." He moaned, trying his hardest not to respond to her demands which was proving to be harder than he thought it would be.

"So," Alicia purred, "do something about it."

George couldn't contain himself anymore, he flipped Alicia over before climbing on top of her and crushing his lips against hers with passion, desire and want. A few minutes later George pulled away and looked over Alicia's tempting body. "You're a bit overdressed." He observed, moving his hands to the back of Alicia's dress and began pulling the zipper down slightly but stopped when he had pulled it halfway down. "I can't do this."

"Why not?" Alicia slurred confused.

George sighed. "Your drunk."

"No. You are." Alicia giggled, prodding George in his cheek.

"What? No -"

"George Weasley shut up and make love to me." Alicia huffed. "Or don't you love me anymore?"

"I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone."

"So prove it."

"But -"

"I dare you." Alicia challenged giggling knowing George could never resist a dare.

"You asked for it then."

"Yes I did."

George kissed Alicia again as he dragged the zipper all the way down. He didn't pull the dress off yet and he ran his hand down to her thigh running his hand up and down it rapidly. "I love you."

"I love you more." Alicia giggled, as George pulled the dress over her head.

George studied Alicia's black lace underwear and her slightly curvy body. "Bloody hell Leash."

"You say that everytime." Alicia slurred kissing George's chest slowly and softly, as his hand ran wildly through her hair.

George's hand left Alicia's hair, and lingered at her hip, running softly up and down her side before he reached and cupped her buttocks, drawing her closer. Alicia felt his bulge against the side of her leg, growing inside his blue striped boxers, causing her to shivered again. Just to tease him she thrust her hips forwards onto the tenting of his boxers. He groaned loudly, as Alicia smiled wickedly down at him before kissing his neck slowly.

His hands wound themselves around my back, trailing slowly up it to her bra strap. Alicia sat up slightly, so he could undo it. When he had slipped it off of her he through it behide him so it landed on the wooden floor.

He kissed Alicias chin, his mouth following a path down her small neck and over the slopes of her chest, settling at the peak of her right nipple. Alicia gasped, and George laughed against her breast as his hand went to work on the left. Their lips met again and they held each over close, not wanting to let the other go.

Reluctantly George sat up - several minutes later - to removing his boxers. His manhood, sprung towards her, firm and thick and she reached out to stoke him.

"Oh, Merlin …. Alicia." George moaned into her shoulder, turning them so she was on top of him. Alicia placed her knees on either side of his hips, running her small hand up and down his shaft as he bucked against Alicias palm. His own hands began to run along her sides again.

Alicia pulled her hand up towards his cheek and pressing her fingers to his warm skin. She leaned down to kiss him, a kiss fuelled with a burning passion that, like her lungs, was about to explode. In one swift movement, George grasped Alicia's waist and flipped them over so that he was pressing Alicia against the mattress. His fingers hooked around her remaining undergarment, pulling it down her legs so that they were now both entirely naked, pressed tight against each other and fighting to control the urge to abandon all traces of humanity.

George leaned down to kiss Alicia again, his lips soft and torturous as he nudged her legs wide apart with his knee. Alicia gasped as she felt him rub hard against her entrance, making her shake with pleasure. Their hands found each others, lacing their fingers together tightly. He plunged forward, inside of her. George kissed her, hard, ferociously, breathing into Alicia's mouth as she struggled for air.

He ran in and out, the pleasure increasing bit by bit as he began rocking into a rhythm. They held ever tighter to each other, marking the moments by their thrusts and moans.

Alicia pressed her mouth against his neck, moaning loudly as he began thumbing his familiar circles against her breast again, driving her to the brink.

Soon, he rammed in, harder and faster than before, and Alicia began thrusting her hips forward to meet him. Waves of pleasure, ran over them, leaving them trembling and weak. Alicia and George held the other tight their lips travelled over the slopes of the others bodies until they found one another, pressing tightly in a all-consuming kiss.

When they'd finished George cradled Alicia in his arms, holding her close to him. Alicia nestled her head against his muscular chest and her eyes fluttered closed as she drifted off to sleep. George listened to her light, heavy breathing as he eventually fell back to sleep.