Cinnamon_Sins | Tease | PG-13
Author: cinnamon_sins
Title: Tease
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: #15. Stretch
Date: 08/05/06
Summary: Oliver sees someone he knows at United's Quidditch try outs.
Pairing(s): Oliver/Ginny
Warning: Het, rarepair
Author's Notes: Umm...no idea where this pairing came from. I swear. But I really like how this came out. Mostly because I like to think of Ginny's body. It's kinda cute the way he's trying to be all innocent and she's far from it. And the song was just perfect. God, I want Theo now!
Oliver walked the Quidditch pitch, scouting the new prospects for Puddlemere United. A glimpse of familiar red hair caught his eye and he stopped, studying the recruit carefully.
She stretched slowly, preparing her muscles for the grueling try out. Her fiery red hair was pulled back loosely...messy, but attractively so. Her body was slim, muscles taut. He couldn’t help but notice every inch of her with her tight white tank top and fitted blue denims.
She was remarkable and he didn't know why he never noticed before.
...Perhaps the age difference.
...Or the fact that she had six brothers that would pummel him for the thought alone.
"My, my, Ginny Weasley," he smiled, walking over to her as she lifted her head and looked around.
"Oliver," she greeted. "I didn't know you were still playing for United."
"And I didn't know you were trying out."
She shrugged, lifting her arms to stretch them behind her. "It's something at least. Something I'm decent at."
"More than decent as I recall."
She laughed unbelievingly letting her head fall back as he arched her spine, grabbing the backs of her thighs for balance.
Oliver's mouth dropped open and he wondered briefly if she was doing it on purpose. A body like hers could drive any man crazy, let alone when it was displayed so openly.
"Care for some help?" he asked without really thinking.
She stood up straight, smirking. "You want to help me stretch?"
"Wouldn't want you to be too sore after the try out?" he nodded.
She arched her brow bemusedly, licking her lips. "Why? Have plans with me afterward?"
He watched her curiously, waiting for a change in her expression. It suddenly occurred to him that she had been stretching that way on purpose and he smiled knowingly.
"I just might," he winked, running his hands along her arms lightly. "And you know...it's always good to stretch afterward too to keep your muscles from locking up."
"I know," she smiled. "Your flat or mine?"
Title: Tease
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: #15. Stretch
Date: 08/05/06
Summary: Oliver sees someone he knows at United's Quidditch try outs.
Pairing(s): Oliver/Ginny
Warning: Het, rarepair
Author's Notes: Umm...no idea where this pairing came from. I swear. But I really like how this came out. Mostly because I like to think of Ginny's body. It's kinda cute the way he's trying to be all innocent and she's far from it. And the song was just perfect. God, I want Theo now!
Oliver walked the Quidditch pitch, scouting the new prospects for Puddlemere United. A glimpse of familiar red hair caught his eye and he stopped, studying the recruit carefully.
She stretched slowly, preparing her muscles for the grueling try out. Her fiery red hair was pulled back loosely...messy, but attractively so. Her body was slim, muscles taut. He couldn’t help but notice every inch of her with her tight white tank top and fitted blue denims.
She was remarkable and he didn't know why he never noticed before.
...Perhaps the age difference.
...Or the fact that she had six brothers that would pummel him for the thought alone.
"My, my, Ginny Weasley," he smiled, walking over to her as she lifted her head and looked around.
"Oliver," she greeted. "I didn't know you were still playing for United."
"And I didn't know you were trying out."
She shrugged, lifting her arms to stretch them behind her. "It's something at least. Something I'm decent at."
"More than decent as I recall."
She laughed unbelievingly letting her head fall back as he arched her spine, grabbing the backs of her thighs for balance.
Oliver's mouth dropped open and he wondered briefly if she was doing it on purpose. A body like hers could drive any man crazy, let alone when it was displayed so openly.
"Care for some help?" he asked without really thinking.
She stood up straight, smirking. "You want to help me stretch?"
"Wouldn't want you to be too sore after the try out?" he nodded.
She arched her brow bemusedly, licking her lips. "Why? Have plans with me afterward?"
He watched her curiously, waiting for a change in her expression. It suddenly occurred to him that she had been stretching that way on purpose and he smiled knowingly.
"I just might," he winked, running his hands along her arms lightly. "And you know...it's always good to stretch afterward too to keep your muscles from locking up."
"I know," she smiled. "Your flat or mine?"