Next day at the pitch

[gredisfred]

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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[gredisfred]

"That's it." Fred managed to pry his eyes open long enough to watch Oliver's face as he finished. "Love you. So perfect." He kissed his face, his lips, his neck.

[reservekeeper]

Oliver laughed breathlessly and kissed him back, nuzzling against him. "Love you too, babe." He rested against him, uncaring of the mess and brought his fingers to his lips to lick them clean. "You taste good," he said, kissing his cheek.

[gredisfred]

Fred followed suit, licking his own fingers. "So do you." They definitely needed a shower now. "My lips are jealous," he said, pouting just a bit though his eyes sparkled.

[reservekeeper]

"Mmmmm, can't have that." Oliver leaned down andn licked his lips as well. "You're beautiful. Are you sufficiently famished enough that you'll let me feed you now?"

[gredisfred]

"Let's take a real shower. Then I'm feeding you." Fred wrapped his legs back around Oliver. He did the same with his arms and kissed Oliver again. "Gonna let me walk to the shower? Or you going to do the He-Man again?"

[reservekeeper]

Making exagerated groaning noises, he hefted Fred up and got on his knees on the bed. "I'm not sure I can make it," he moaned before grinning. "Can I wash your hair this time?" he asked, stumbling a bit trying to crawl off the bed with both of them and laughing as he grabbed hold of the wall for support.

[gredisfred]

"I could walk, you know?" Fred said, hiding his face against Oliver's warm neck and kissing it. He knew his lover well enough to know he'd never put him down. If it had been more than just across the room he might have argued, but the flat wasn't actually very big. "You can wash any hair you can find," he teased.

[reservekeeper]

"You're too important to walk. You should be carried everywhere." He grinned and pinched his arse. "Sides, I really fucking like showing off for you." He carried him back into the bathroom, turning the water on once more. "And I love your hair. Love washing it. I like the way your eyes roll back in your head when I do."

[gredisfred]

"You already made my eyes roll back in my head, baby." He unwrapped his legs and stood, still holding Oliver. He pulled back enough to look at his beautiful blue eyes. "Did I say thank you? Thank you." He kissed him, gentle but deep and clinging.

[reservekeeper]

Oliver pushed him back against the wall as the water warmed. "I love you. And don't thank me. I didn't do anything." He kissed him back firmly before tugging him into the shower. "Thank you, though. For making my head spin."

[gredisfred]

"That wasn't what I was thanking you for," he said, serious for once. "Thanks for putting up with my neverending shite. Thanks for loving me even when I screw up. Thanks for being you. You make my world whole, in so many ways." He said all this with water trailing down his face, body still pressed sticky and hot against his lover.

[reservekeeper]

Oliver shuffled his feet a bit, not quite sure what to say to all that. "I... um... I love you. I'd love you no matter what. No matter what. When you gonna realize that, huh?" He gave him a crooked smile. "Anyway, you didn't screw up." He grabbed the shampoo and poured some into his hand before working it through Fred's hair with long, firm strokes of his fingers.

[gredisfred]

"Don't try to distract me with fingers in my hair," Fred said, even as his spine melted just a bit. "I meant those things, every word. Whether you want to hear it or not. Love you too, that's all I'm saying, more than I can even tell you." Oliver's fingers kept moving, "And that is sooo cheating, blue eyes."

[reservekeeper]

"I never claimed to play fair," he said softly, grinning at the look on Fred's face as he moved his fingers more firmly, slower. "And I know you meant it, all right. I'm just not good at hearing it, so I have to play a bit dirty." He kissed Fred's nose. "Blue eyes... that's new. I think I like it."

[gredisfred]

"You have the most amazing blue eyes I've ever seen. I dream about them nearly as frequently as I dream about your hands. Those are my favorite parts, actually. Those eyes, that look at me in ways no one ever has, and the hands that touch me so gentle." Fred leaned his head back into those hands. "Have to get you used to hearing it. Love you. Love you, love you, love you. So there." And he was smiling.

[reservekeeper]

Oliver looked away again, not used to hearing such things. Well, he was, from Fred... Fred told him all the time. Still seemed odd though. But he was getting a bit better at it. "And I like your hair. And your skin. And your lips, oh, yeah, your lips." He smiled at him and kissed said lips. "I like all of you though. Hard to pick favorite parts." He scrubbed his fingers gently through his hair. "No one's ever said they liked my eyes before."