Post party private party, August 14th, early, early

Jun 09, 2007 14:09

Fred had made himself a sandwich, made one for Oliver, and plopped himself down on the sofa to eat and watch his wall. It was still raining softly over his head, stopping just out of reach. He thought the colors were relaxing, and the bit of moment combined with the bit of buzz was terribly lovely. "Don't know why no one likes this.." he

*nc-17, oliver wood, fred weasley

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gredisfred June 9 2007, 22:53:56 UTC
"Always make me feel..." he breathed. "Always make me feel wonderful." Fred wanted to touch him, to hold him, to drop to his knees and take that hard length he could feel against his hip, to take it into his mouth. There was something in Oliver's eyes, however, that kept him still, kept him frozen. "Anything, my love, anything you want."

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reservekeeper June 9 2007, 23:01:14 UTC
Oliver smiled at him, slowly pushing Fred's arms up and sliding his shirt off over his head. He let his hands move down Fred's arms as he dropped the shirt, over his shoulders, down his chest. He followed his hands with his eyes, licking his lips and pressing his forehead against Fred's as he simply touched him. "I want you."

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gredisfred June 9 2007, 23:03:24 UTC
Fred shivered again, drawing in a shuddering breath. There was nothing to say, nothing except, "Have me."

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reservekeeper June 9 2007, 23:05:29 UTC
Oliver brushed his lips against Fred's cheek, breath warm against his skin, moving down to his throat, his shoulder, kissing his collar bone as he reached for the string on his trousers, slowly unlacing them, letting his knuckles press against his burgeoning erection.

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gredisfred June 9 2007, 23:10:42 UTC
Fred moaned, hands going finally to rest on Oliver's shoulders. "Do you want me..." his breath was already too fast "...to undress you? Or shall I just give myself over to you?"

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reservekeeper June 9 2007, 23:13:54 UTC
"I'll do it," he said softly, his hands now on Fred's hips, pushing the soft material over his hips, down his thighs. He knelt in front of him, helping pull the trousers off one leg then the other.

Fred's cock was inches from his face and Oliver turned his face, nuzzling his nose against the soft curls at the base of his cock, letting his cheek slid against his shaft. He breathed warm against his skin, pressing soft kisses to his skin.

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gredisfred June 9 2007, 23:20:04 UTC
Fred's fingers dug in a bit harder. He lifted one foot, then the other. He moaned aloud when Oliver put his face just there, when he kissed his skin, rubbed against his cock. "Nice..."

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reservekeeper June 9 2007, 23:26:00 UTC
"Yes, you are," Oliver said, losing himself in Fred's scent, in the feel of his skin, in his heat. "Love, oh... love you," he whispered, moving his lips over his shaft now, sliding hands up his thighs, over the soft swell of his arse.

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gredisfred June 9 2007, 23:29:47 UTC
Fred spread his legs, anchoring himself so that he wouldn't fall. "Love you." He closed his eyes, trusting that Oliver wouldn't let him fall, that his lover would only ever make him feel good.

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reservekeeper June 9 2007, 23:36:30 UTC
Oliver held him close, moving his hands over his soft skin as he moved his lips up over the head of his cock, coating them with precome before parting them slowly and beginning to suck him in. He moaned as Fred's cock pressed against his tongue, his taste seeping into his senses.

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gredisfred June 9 2007, 23:44:50 UTC
Fred moaned. He moaned and shivered and moved to clasp his hands behind his back, digging his nails into his wrists. His cock jerked, and he could feel his pulse there, as if all the blood in his body was pushing to be in Oliver's mouth.

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reservekeeper June 9 2007, 23:49:44 UTC
Sucking a bit harder, Oliver moved down, letting him slide into the back of his throat, wanting all of him. Relaxing his throat, he took him in as deep as he could, swallowing and pressing his face into those gorgeous red curls, moaning softly as he held there for as long as he could stand.

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gredisfred June 9 2007, 23:57:06 UTC
Fred moaned, trying so hard to keep from moving, from begging. "Merlin that feels so good, so good." He opened his eyes, rolling his eyes down to look at Oliver. "Look at me?"

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reservekeeper June 9 2007, 23:59:19 UTC
Oliver obeyed without thought, opening his eyes and tilting them upward as he came up for air, holding the tip in his mouth for a moment and breathing through his nose before sinking completely down again and holding, only this time keeping his eyes on Fred's.

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gredisfred June 10 2007, 00:04:39 UTC
Fred's knees nearly buckled at the look, the feel. "Oh god, you have no idea how...." Fred's nails pierced the skin on his wrist. "'f I fall over you'll catch me, yeah? Merlin, don't deserve you."

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reservekeeper June 10 2007, 00:06:41 UTC
Pulling back slowly, oliver licked his lips. "Nonsense. You deserve a hell of a lot more than I could ever give you." He stood and pulled Fred flush against him, kissing him softly. "Don't worry, I'm not finished. But I want you in bed." He pressed him back until his legs hit the bed and gently lowered him down.

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