A Christmas tree would make it more festive, Oliver thought, looking round the massive front room filled with boxes. Christmas was just round the corner and they'd need to think about decorating. Fred would be better at it though. Oliver wasn't sure what went into decorating. Decorations just sort of appeared at his parents house and in his flat,
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"Home. Sounds good, doesn't it?" Fred moved over and wrapped his arms around his lover. "So, I know it's not Christmas for another few days, but there's present that you'll see eventually, so I thought I'd show you now." He took the time to kiss him thoroughly and then smiled. "Wanna come to the window with me?"
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The tree from his childhood stood right there in front of him. Just like the one he could see from his bedroom window when he was a little boy. It was perfect. And Oliver was entirely speechless.
"H...how?" he choked, his heart in his throat, his hand reaching blindly for Fred's.
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Fred broke off, thwapped a hand to his forehead and drew his wand. "Accio sheets." He ended up with three sets of sheets heading their way, but he stepped back, laughed, caught them all, picked the blue ones, and set the rest on the floor. The blue ones he placed on the bed, that was several feet away, and then used teh bed-making charm to have them put themselves on. "There you are, my love, sheeted."
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"Thank you," he all but growled, as he stalked toward his lover. His finger dug into Fred's waist and he pushed him back toward the bed and then finally back onto it, crawling up over him and straddling him. He smiled down at him, rubbing his hands over Fred's perfectly shaped chest, watching each spot his fingers touched, remembering the places he wanted his tongue to taste.
"Comfortable, love? If not, get that way quick. I plan to keep you on your back for a while. "
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