Next day at the pitch

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Fred bribed the gate guard and snuck up into the stands. He had a strange yen for Mexican food and he'd decided to come grab Oliver and spirit him away. After practice, of course. Seeing Oliver on a broom was always a good thing. He counted more than once and came up with only six players. He mastered his expression and took a seat near one of

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Oliver led him to the bathroom, pausing to turn on the shower and then pulling Fred's shirt over his head. "Love you," he whispered, wishing he hadn't fucked things up. "'m sorry, love." He kissed him as he undid his jeans, pushing them down over his hips before doing his own. He kicked off his trainers and knelt, pulling Fred's shoes off, nuzzling his thigh, his belly, as he helped him step out of his jeans.

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Fred brushed his hands through Oliver's hair. He didn't want sex, couldn't really remember a time when he was less interested, but he'd give Oliver anything he needed. "Come kiss me, yeah?" he said, touching his shoulders, rubbing his neck. "Please?" Kissing Oliver always made things better.

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He sounded bad, and Oliver had gotten no response whatsoever from Fred's body. He stood, finished undressing, and kissed him softly before guiding him under the spray. "I'll dry you off and redress you for keeping me company in here," he said, smiling and grabbing the soap and a flannel. He washed Fred's chest and back, sticking close to him, kissing him occasionally. "What restaurant you taking me to?"

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"Thought I was supposed to be washing you," Fred said, cupping his hands around Oliver's face and kissing him. "Let me get your back." He reached for the flannel and stepped close enough to mold himself to Oliver, reaching around to wash his back. As he did this he laid his head on Oliver's shoulder and the washing became something of an extended hug, with Fred spinning them slowly so that the water ran over his lover's back.

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Oliver hummed softly into the kiss and sighed as Fred moved agianst him, holding him against his chest. It was too much warmth, too much skin, too much movement and he'd have to be dead for his cock not to react. He just hoped Fred ignored it. "Thank you," he murmured against Fred's neck, almost purring.

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Fred felt Oliver respond to him, felt his lover lengthen and harden against him. He kissed Oliver's shoulder, hands moving lower to slip the flannel over his arse, to wash gently beneath his cheeks. He used the muscles in his thighs and lowered himself slowly, washing Oliver's legs, pressing his face against Oliver's chest, his belly, his hip as he moved lower. When he reached Oliver's ankles at last he gently washed each foot, face still pressed into his lover's skin. "I love you," he said softly, before turning, tilting his eyes upward and taking Oliver's length into his mouth.

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All the breath left his body and he curled his fingers in Fred's hair, mouth open, trying to form words. He didn't need this and he didn't know how to tell him wtihout upsetting him further, and he fucking couldn't think with that warm wetness engulfing him.

"Fred," he whispered shakily, urging his mouth just off enough so his brain cells could function. He breathed for a few minutes, just looking down at him, his eyes tracing over his lovely face. "I love you too. And I never want this to be one sided. I don't need this. I need to be with you right now. Period. My cock will understand, I promise." He smiled crookedly. "It may get back at me at an inopportune time, but..." He smoothed Fred's hair back from his brow.

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Fred smiled, tilting his head into that hand but not moving away. He licked him, root to tip. "I don't mind," he murmured. "Love the way you taste. Let me make it up to you, yeah?" He didn't take him back in his mouth, rather he looked up at him and waited.

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Oliver groaned again, from the sight, the feel. "Gorgeous. You don't have to make anything up to me." He didn't know how to tell him that this made him feel worse, Fred thinking he needed to get on his knees in order to 'fix' something. Oliver had been in that possition enough to know it wasn't a very nice place to be. "I just... I love you." He smoothed his fingers over Fred's lips and then had an idea. "Will... would you fuck me?" Fred would get pleasure out of that as well, and it would devinitely not be putting him in a possition where he was out of control.

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Fred blanched. If Oliver was offering that then he really had fucked things up but good. "I..." He shook his head, backing away and ending up on his butt with his back against the tile. He drew his knees up to his chest, hiding his own very flacid bits from sight. "Please... I'm sorry. I can't. Look, just..." He shook his head again. "I'm sorry." His chest hurt, and he suddenly felt like he was drowning. "I'm sorry."

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"Whoa," Oliver said, almost panicked. He dropped to his knees and slid in close. "It's okay, I just thought you might want to, it's all right, babe. Promise." Fred looked and sounded so upset and Oliver had no fucking clue what he'd done, or what to do to make things right. "Everything is all right, love. You don't have to do anything. Let me take care of you, all right? I'll finish washing you and get you in bed, then I'll go find mexican for you and feed you." He brushed Fred's hair from his face. "Nothing to be upset about gorgeous, nothing. I don't need you to do anything, all right? Just want you okay, baby."

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Fred shook his head again before putting it down on his knees. He took several deep breaths. Oliver was going to think he'd lost his mind, perhaps he had. "We'll go out, yeah? We'll get dressed and I'll get a grip and we'll go out. I'll try not to be such a girl's blouse, yeah?"

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"Only if that's what you want, love. Only if it's what you want. I just need you to be all right." He pressed a kiss to Fred's crown. "I love you. I did not mean to upset you, babe. 'm sorry."

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"My fault. Charlie and Percy have it right and I'm just a big joke. I didn't mean to make things bad for you. I really wouldn't have minded sucking you, honest. Just want you to feel good. Don't really know what my problem is." And this was true, except he couldn't get it all out of his head, Oliver asking if he'd done something permanent, the auror falling, Percy screaming at him, the look on George's face when he'd found out about the veritaserum. It was almost like there was a dementor in the room.

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"Charlie and Percy are fucking idiots," Oliver said viciously before getting himself under control. "Look... you do make me feel good. I just didn't want you to feel like you had to do something like that in apology. You didn't do anything to apologize for and I honestly just want sex to be give and take for us. Not one sided, you know? I've done that, the one sided thing. I never ever want you to do it. I was just trying to keep you safe. You're not a joke. You are one of the most caring, brilliant, beautiful people I've ever met." He tugged him forward. "Let me hug you. I want you to be okay."

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Fred shook his head. "Safe from what? Not brilliant or beautiful. 'm sorry things haven't been good for you. Want things to be good for you." Fred unwound himself, and let Oliver draw him into his arms. He tried not to think about his obvious lack of excitement. There were sometimes disadvantages to being male.