Clients. (Fred and George)

Following Draco's departure, Fleur couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment that their encounter had ended. She knew she had to prepare herself for her next appointment, but she couldn't shake the feeling of longing that lingered in the air. She took a moment to clean up the massage oils and towel, her thoughts drifting to the tantalizing experience she had just shared with him.

Before long, the soft chime of the grand castle clock signaled the arrival of her next client. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for another round of pleasure. As the door to the chamber opened, it was two redhead men that stepped in, their naked forms illuminated by the warm glow of the candles.

Her eyes widened as she recognized the twins, Fred and George Weasley. The mischievous glint in their eyes told her that they had something more in mind than a simple massage. "We heard about your... special skills," Fred said with a smirk.

George added, "We've got a bit of tension we need worked out. If you know what I mean."

Fleur raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the twins' request. She had encountered many unique preferences in her line of work, and the prospect of a shared experience with the Weasleys was certainly not one she could pass up. "I see," she replied, her voice dripping with curiosity. "And what exactly do you two have in mind?"

The twins looked at each other, a silent communication passing between them before they turned back to Fleur. "Well, we've been feeling a bit... tense," George began, his eyes scanning her body appreciatively. "We thought maybe you could give us a two-for-one special. You know, to make sure we're both completely relaxed."

Fleur's smile grew knowing as she nodded. "Of course," she said, her voice like silk. "I'm always happy to accommodate my clients." She gestured to the massage table, now clean and ready for another round of pleasure.

The twins exchanged a look, a hint of excitement flashing in their eyes. They climbed onto the table, lying side by side, their bodies perfectly aligned.

Fleur took a moment to appreciate the view before her. The Weasleys were both well-endowed, their cocks standing at attention, eager for her touch. She felt a thrill of excitement course through her as she approached them, her hands already warm with anticipation.

Starting with Fred, she began to gently massage his shoulders, her fingertips gliding over his taut muscles. She could feel the tension ease from his body, his eyes closing in pleasure as she worked her magic. Meanwhile, George's eyes remained open, watching her every move with a hungry gaze that made her blood race.

With one hand still on Fred's shoulder, Fleur reached over with the other, her fingertips brushing against George's cock. He gasped, his body jolting at the unexpected contact. "Easy," she whispered, her hand wrapping around his length and starting a gentle rhythm.

The twins' breaths grew shallow as they both succumbed to the sensations Fleur's skilled hands elicited. The room filled with the soft sounds of their moans and the squelch of massage oil as she worked them in unison.

Fred's eyes rolled back in his head, a moan escaping his lips as Fleur's hand slid down his chest, her fingers tracing a line down his abs before finally enveloping his cock. She stroked him with a firm but gentle grip, matching the rhythm she had established with George.

The twins lay side by side, their bodies reacting to her touch, their hips bucking in sync. The sight was intoxicating, and Fleur couldn't resist the urge to lean down, her breasts brushing against Fred's chest as she took George's cock into her mouth.

Fred's eyes shot open at the feeling of her wet, warm mouth around his brother's shaft, his own cock pulsing with excitement. He watched as George's eyes rolled back, a low groan escaping his throat as Fleur began to suck him off.

The sight was almost too much for Fred, and he couldn't resist the urge to reach over and take a nipple into his own mouth, teasing and sucking it as she continued to work on his brother.

Fleur's eyes flicked up to meet Fred's, a spark of challenge in their depths. She knew the twins were known for their adventurous spirits, and she was more than ready to give them an experience they would never forget. She sucked harder on George's cock, her tongue swirling around the head, as she reached down with her other hand to start playing with Fred's balls.

The twins' moans grew louder, their bodies tensing as they approached the edge of their climax. Fleur's own excitement grew, her pussy wet and ready for the next act. As George's hips began to buck, she pulled away, leaving him panting and **** for more.