August 23- Owl to Fred

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The night in Paris had been lovely. Oliver hoped that Ginny had enjoyed herself. He'd have to take Fred back sometime alone, though. It had sucked not being able to sleep with him, but he'd not said a word. Oliver hadn't realized how difficult it would be to sleep alone, but it was to be expected. They spent nearly every night together

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[gredisfred]

Fred smiled as he shivered, reaching between them to touch himself. "Only to you, and always for you." Fred was amazed that he could actually speak. He was so close. "Thank you."

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Oliver grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand away from himself. "No you don't," he gasped, thrusting in deeper, harder. "Want to feel you come on my cock, babe." Thrusting again, he flattened his stomach, dragging it against Fred's prick as he did so, moaning as the tightness and scorching heat around him threatened to blind him with pleasure. "God, you feel so fucking good."

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Fred closed his eyes and made inarticulate sounds. His hands fell where they would, always somewhere on Oliver's skin. His body arched up into that firm belly and he writhed against him. He could feel sweat falling into his hair, the thick heat of Oliver inside him, the sparks of gut deep pleasure as he moved, and before long he was spilling himself in a slick wash between them, digging his nails into those shoulders and crying out.

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Oliver picked up the pace, fucking him harder into the mattress, the muscles in his legs and back straining as he rocked forward. He was breathless, on edge, and wanted so fucking bad for Fred to come first that he could taste it.

It didn't take long. He could see it before it happened, in the arch of Fred's back, the flutter of his lashes, hear it in the soft sound he made, that sound, in the back of his throat. And then he was pumping warm and wet between them, and his arse was clenching around Oliver's cock and Oliver gave a low moan and pushed in deep, every part of them touching, as he came so fucking hard that his head spun.

[gredisfred]

It seemed like an hour passed before Fred could remember how to make his tongue work. He didn't let go, rather he held Oliver close, arms and legs both wrapped around him. "Always..." he gasped at last, "always like that. Like it's the first time I've ever come, and the last time I ever will, and the best it could ever be. Always take my breath and nearly my consciousness. Never was like that with anyone else. Never could be. Never want to be without you. Never."

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Oliver kissed his jaw as he spoke, nuzzling against his skin. "You never will be. And it wasn't the last time, by far." He smiled and slid his arms under Fred's back, hugging him close. "I love you. It's never been like this for me either. Never thought it would be. You're... you're just fucking amazing, love. I'll never get enough of you."

[gredisfred]

"Not amazing." Fred was still gasping, still holding Oliver so tight that he suddenly worried he might hurt him and tried to loosen his grip. "Just yours. That's all."

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"I'm glad. I've never wanted anything more than I want you," he whispered against his ear, before rolling them to the side and pulling the covers up over them. "You all right? Need me to get you anything?"

[gredisfred]

He moaned, feeling a sense of loss as always when they parted. Fred reached for his wand and cast a cleaning charm on his belly and Oliver's. "Just need you close. Did you hear about Colin? Senseless, random attack. Could have been me... or you. 'f you wonder why I've been more clingy than usual."

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Oliver held him a bit tighter. "You can be anything you need to be with me, understand?" he said, kissing Fred's brow and then his cheek. "I love you. I'm not going to let anything happen to either one of us." He'd die before he let anything happen to Fred.

[gredisfred]

"So you heard?" Fred settled in, letting Oliver hold him, put his nose against his pulse, breathing in his scent. "I love you too. More than anything."

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Oliver nodded, pressing kisses to his jaw. "I did." He sighed softly, feeling Fred relax against him. "It's going to be all right, love. We're going to be all right."

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Fred threw a leg over Oliver and pressed himself against his hip. "It's not, you know," he said softly, words kissed into Oliver's throat. "There are too many in my family, we've already had too many close calls, chances are good someone I love won't make it. Dennis walked past the shop as I was leaving. I didn't know what to say adn so I stayed inside, like a coward." Fred put a hand against Oliver's cheek, memorizing the feel of it.

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"It is going to be all right. You can't think... oh love." He sighed and ran his fingers through Fred's hair. "You're not a coward. It's just a lot to take." He held him tighter. "I'm going to be here for you, no matter what, you know? I love you." He rubbed Fred's back, moving his legs and letting their skin slide together.

[gredisfred]

"Would you... would you miss me?" It was childish question but he couldn't help it. "I know you are. Can't imagine anything else anymore." His leg slid between Oliver's and it felt so right to be here, here with him, so close. "I love you, too."

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"I'd die," he whispered, kissing Fred's temple. "I'd simply die. I adore you, love you, breathe you. We're just going to have to make sure you're okay. Period." Oliver breathed him in, kissing his face. "Good. You're stuck with me. Always." He squeezed him close and cuddled against him.