August 13 - A night out with the team

[reservekeeper]

Oliver turned the music on soft and tossed the towel that he'd been using to dry his hair onto the bed. Fred would be there any minute and he was late getting dressed. He'd worked his arse off during practice again today and had a few more bruises to show for it. At least they were going out with some of the team, so he'd not be the only one there

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[reservekeeper]

"You'll have to fight me for him," Oliver said, leaning back in his chair and propping his feet up in her lap. "And I'm fairly certain that I can hurt you." He looked at the card. "Yeah, that's doable. Not terribly comfortable though." He handed the card to Fred. "You bring one for yourself to open, love?" He asked, smoothing his fingers over Fred's arm. He took another swig of his drink and tried to relax.

[gredisfred]

Fred eyed the card and smiled. "I think with a bit of a hover charm and liberal applications of alcohol beforehand that that could be really very..." He waggled his eyebrows at Oliver.

He pulled out the last three crackers and placed them in the pretzel bowl. "I came with someone that pleases me very much. You lot can argue over the remaining crackers. You didn't open yours." Fred moved slightly so that he was pressing his leg against Oliver's feeling the tension in his lover and wanting to dispell it. "Seems this table has a fondness for things generally kept in the back room." He grinned, "I'm shocked."

[twisting_npc]

Reese took the others and slid them to Holly. "I think that she could best you in a fight, love. Here, Spence, get more girly stuff out of those." He grinned at Flynn. "You can get girly stuff out of yours if you like." He eyed Wood. "Why've you not opened yours, keeper? Scared of what will come out? Can't say I blame you. You know, a few months ago yours would have been just like ours."

He smiled at Fred and sipped his drink. "We've been to a lot of back rooms, what can I say? You should join us sometime."

[gredisfred]

Fred picked up Oliver's cracker himself, concentrating slightly. There was a way to get exactly what you wanted from these, although he never intended to advertise that fact. "Oliver's been to our back room, which is generally only accessible through owl order. I'll have to send you a catalog, Reese."

He pulled the ends of the cracker, which went off with a soft pop this time and a shower of rainbow-colored sparks. A shiny red ribbon floated to table. Fred looked nonchalant.

[twisting_npc]

Patrick had been watching the exchange, sucking on a pretzel stick. He reached below the table and slid a hand over one of the ankels Oliver had placed in Holly's lap. "Pretty. Is that for tying back your hair?" he said, winking at Fred. "Does he look pretty in a skirt, Keeper?"

[reservekeeper]

Oliver reached out and picked up the red ribbon, smiling softly. "No, it isn't to tie your hair back," he said looking at Fred. He wondered how he'd gotten that particular item out of the cracker. "And Fred would look pretty in anything, but we all know I'm much more likely to wear a skirt than he is. I look fantastic in it too."

[twisting_npc]

"I'll attest to that," Reese said, leaning over to kiss Oliver's cheek roughly. He laughed as Wood shoved him away. "So what's the red ribbon for then? It must have some use."

[twisting_npc]

Holly pulled another and a thin silver chain fell out, with a charm on the end. She smiled as she wrapped it around her wrist. "So you sell kink items then? I definetly want to check this place out. I don't know how we've never known. I've heard of the shop, but I had no idea that you were into this. Thank you for the crackers, by the way. They were lovely."

[gredisfred]

Fred smiled at Holly. "You're entirely welcome. We sell all sorts of things. May I," he held out his hand to her and waited until she placed her own in his. He then picked up the ribbon, wrapped it around one of her slender fingers and tied it into a bow. The magic tingled into life the moment the knot was tight. "Voila."

He then turned to Oliver. "How is it that I've never seen those legs in tights then?" He leaned over and kissed Oliver's neck, smiling when his lover turned to so that he could kiss him properly.

[reservekeeper]

"So I'll buy tights," Oliver murmured, squeezing his eyes shut and kissing him just a bit too hard. He didn't mean to but it was so nice to be this close to him. It hadn't been that long of a night so far, and he already missed feeling his body against his own. He pulled back and rested his forehead against Fred's for a moment, keeping his eyes shut and carding his fingers through his soft hair. He pulled back after a moment, and grabbed his ale, keeping one hand on Fred's thigh.

[twisting_npc]

Holly watched them for a moment. It did not escape her notice that Reese did not seem terribly pleased. He wasn't used to sharing, and Wood was certainly not under his control anymore. She waited until they pulled away from each other. "You're both lovely. You should let me watch you fuck." She grinned at Fred. "I promise not to touch."

She looked at her hand and tugged on the ribbon. "It won't come off. I don't get it."

[twisting_npc]

Reese kept his eyes on Wood. "It's a cock ring," he said. "You're not supposed to be able to take it off. I'll wager Flynn could get it off for you." He sipped his ale. "You shouldn't trust anyone to put one of those on you though. There's no guarantee that they'll take it off again. I expect all of my boys to have better sense than that. Of course, you could always get a mate to do it for you... but I'd see to it that you suffered a bit first for being such a moron." He glanced at Holly. "So go home with them and watch them. I don't believe you could do it without touching though. I know you too well."

[gredisfred]

Fred smiled, dipping a finger in his drink and then sucking the liquid slowly off of it. "To my knowledge," he said, pushing the fringe out of his eyes, "the only boy at this table who's ever had that type of ribbon on," he gestured, "is me." He kept eye contact with Reese for a moment before smirking over at the beater.

"Go ahead Flynn, take it off her. As for you, lovely, we'll talk later." His tone was filled with laughter and just a hint of wicked tease.

[twisting_npc]

Times they were a'changing. Flynn wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't been seeing it with his own eyes. He took another sip of his drink, reached for Holly's hand and gaped as his fingers sank straight through the ribbon.

He looked up at Weasley, looked back at Holly and tried again. He could see it. She could obviously feel it, but he was unable to touch the thing. "Alright, very funny. I've not had that much to drink. Trust me, it'll take at least a few more liters to put me under this table." He looked at Oliver and then at Reese. It was obvious that the former was not telling. "Okay, Danny-boy, help a mate out here. Suggestions?"

[twisting_npc]

Reese looked at the ribbon and reached for Holly's hand, pulling it over in front of him. His fingers too slid right through the material and he couldn't feel it with his finger tips. The edge of the ribbon brushed the back of his wrist though, and he could feel it. He smiled. "Clever." He pushed Holly's hand back away from him. "You can't touch it with your hands. Any other part of your body is game. Use your imagination. You can probably take it off yourself, Spence, but you'd need to be really fucking limber to get that off your cock yourself."

[twisting_npc]

Holly grinned and crawled out of her chair, coming round to plop down on Fred's lap. "You take it off," she said, sliding an arm around his shoulders. "It's only fair since you were the one who put it on me." She brushed her fingers against those lips. Lovely. Oliver had done very well for himself. "And let's talk now rather than later. Unless my chances are better if I get you a bit drunk?" She nodded at the barkeep for another round.