Disclaimer: Bill and Charlie aren't mine. I'm just borrowing them for my own sick purposes.

Dedication: This is for everyone who waited-oh-so patiently for this to be done.

Author's Note: Well, I finally got around to this. It took me a damn long time, but I've been busy. Very, very busy. But I got this done, short as it is. The final installation, Bill and Charlie together as they should be.

"Are you sure?"

It was the first thing that came into Bill's mind. He needed to be absolutely certain Charlie really wanted this. He knew he did, but he also knew how Charlie had reacted the first time they had come close to being intimate. He had freaked out in a very major way. Bill still didn't understand why. There was nothing wrong with it. He loved Charlie, and wanting to sleep with him was just a physical manifestation of that love. There was nothing immoral or dirty about it. But Charlie had seemed to think so, and Bill had honored his request for silence, and never spoken about it. Oh, he'd hinted at it, certainly, but never came out and mentioned it. But now Charlie wanted it. 'Just in case' he said. Bill didn't exactly like that path of thinking, but he understood it.

"Yes, I'm sure." Charlie said, nodding. "I've thought about this a lot. And want it."

"I just don't want you to end up doing something you're gonna regret." Bill said again. "I mean, I want this. I definitely want this. But I remember how you were..."

"I was a stupid kid." Charlie said. "I didn't know shit then. Now I do." Charlie sighed, scrubbing his hands over his face.

"All right." Bill nodded. "Just as long as you tell me if you want to stop. I mean it, bro. You can say stop whenever you want."

"I know, I know." Charlie shook his head, a small smile playing about the corner of his lips.

"All right...just give me like, two minutes to take care of a couple things." He had to find his lubricant. He didn't know if he'd unpacked it yet or not. He turned his back on Charlie, digging through his drawers. //Damn it! I didn't think I'd be needing it here.// He finally found the small tube, and turned back with a grin.

"All right....holy shit."

Charlie, apparently, hadn't wasted any time. He was laying naked on Bill's bed, a look that was half fear, half lust in his eyes.

"You...wow." Was all Bill could manage. He had always found Charlie attractive, and looking at his naked form he remembered just *how* attractive he was. Tanned skin, well muscled physique, bright blue eyes...

"Oh what, like you've never seen a naked guy before." Charlie said, flushing.

"Not one that looked like you." Bill whispered, huskily. He was hard already. He licked his lips, just dragging his gaze over Charlie's prone form.

"Shut up." Charlie said, blushing harder and sitting up.

"And what if I don't want to?" Bill asked, teasing. He ran a hand through his hair, pulling it out of his face, and let his towel drop. He watched Charlie's eyes, taking in his own form. Bill knew he was good looking, lean and trim and tall. And from the look in Charlie's eyes, his brother thought so to.

"Just shut up and come here, all right?"

Bill nodded, crawling onto the bed to brush his lips against Charlie's. It was much different, this time. They were both in complete control of their senses, and were ready and willing to do this. Bill closed his eyes, one hand cupping the back of Charlie's head gently. He flicked out his tongue, and found it sucked into Charlie's mouth forcefully. Charlie's hands were on his back, sliding easily over the damp skin. Bill shuddered, his free hand roaming over Charlie's back.

"Someone's got some experience under their belt..." Bill muttered, when Charlie pulled away.

"More then some." Charlie said, latching his lips onto the sensitive place where the neck met the jaw line. Bill moaned, his hand tightening on Charlie's head. Charlie's lips and tongue were working magic on his neck, scraping and laving with a determined fierceness.

"Oh yeah." Bill agreed, as he was half pushed, half lowered down onto the bed. Charlie stretched out over him, and Bill could feel all of his brother aligned against him. Every curve, every angle, every hardness. He tilted his head back as Charlie licked and sucked the skin under his chin.

"You know..." Bill mumbled, trying very hard to keep a clear mind. "It's gonna be sort of hard to do it this way..."

"No it won't." Charlie said, looking up with smoldering blue eyes.

"Oh?" Bill raised an eyebrow, but found his mouth assaulted by his brother's. Charlie's tongue invaded his mouth, battering against his own. He felt Charlie's arousal straining against his own, slick and hard. "How..." Bill pulled his mouth away to speak. "How do you want me to get you off?"

"However you want." Charlie mumbled, sucking Bill's lower lip into his mouth. Bill just closed his eyes, letting himself get swept away by the sensations of the situation. It was one of the most erotic experiences he'd ever had.

"Then sit up." Bill said, placing his hands on Charlie's shoulders and urging him into a sitting position. When Charlie was upright, Bill laid down on his stomach, positioning his head between his brother's legs. He licked Charlie's erection slowly, from base to tip, enjoying the way his brother shivered. He continued to lick with slow, languid strokes. He sucked gently, and then applied his teeth lightly, before taking it completely in his mouth. He applied a bit of suction, pressing the flat of his tongue against the underside of Charlie's shaft.

"How's this?" He asked, returning to slow licks. Charlie just moaned in response, hands tangling in Bill's long hair. Bill took Charlie's shaft into his mouth again, taking as much in as he could. This sent Charlie over the edge, and Bill pulled away, licking his lips.

"Looks like I still have a few things to learn." Charlie said, kissing Bill deeply. "Now lie down..."

Bill complied, still not entirely sure what Charlie had in mind.

"Where's the lube?" Charlie asked, and Bill waved his hand to where he had dropped it on the bed. Charlie picked it up, unscrewing the lid and squeezing some onto his fingers. Bill licked his lips, arousal straining painfully as he watched Charlie prepare himself. Bill groaned, eyes locking on his brother's as Charlie slipped his fingers inside himself.

"You look so amazing like this." Bill said, his own hand going to his erection, not able to resist.

"None of that." Charlie snapped, batting Bill's hand away playfully. He slipped s third finger inside of himself, before taking the tube again and coating Bill's erection liberally with it. The older Weasley gritted his teeth, the slick warmth easing some of the discomfort between his legs. When Charlie had finished, he straddled Bill's hips, holding his brother's erection in hand. Bill looked up, still slightly confused.

All confusion dissipated when Charlie lowered himself onto his erection. Bill gasped, feeling the hot tightness enveloping him. He threw back his head and grasped Charlie's hips, his breath coming in a ragged groan.

"That's how we do it like this." Charlie whispered, and their eyes met again, and Bill leaned up to kiss his brother tenderly, as Charlie rocked his hips. Bill lay back, letting Charlie do all the work. He moaned and bucked and writhed as Charlie tightened around him, riding him hard and fast. Nothing had ever felt quite like this. There was an emotional element to this joining that had been lacking in all other sexual encounters Bill had ever had. This wasn't amazing sex because of the mechanics, it was because it was his brother.

Bill found his peak shortly, calling out Charlie's name as he climaxed. His brother collapsed on top of him, kissing his neck and cheeks.

"I love you." Charlie whispered. "I love you!"

"I love you to." Bill said, wrapping his arms around Charlie in a fierce hug. "I will always love you."