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femgeek and Oliver = stoptocheer.
Marcus: "Go on, then." **wraps a leg around Oliver**
Oliver: *backs Marcus up against the far wall, one hand fumbling to undo his trousers*
Marcus: **fumbles at his robes and trousers**
Oliver: *shrugs his robes off and loosens his tie*
Marcus: **grabs Oliver's tie to pull him closer, into a kiss**
Oliver: *pulls back* "Wait, I'm not kissing you."
Marcus: "What, you'll fuck me, but you won't kiss me?"
Oliver: "Right you are."
Marcus: "Then forget it."
Oliver: "What the... what?"
Marcus: **starts putting his robes back on** "This isn't an either or situation."
Oliver: *grabs Marcus and pins him back against the wall*
Marcus: **struggles**
Oliver: "Bit different when you can't overpower me, isn't it?"
Marcus: **pushes Oliver off him** "Let GO of me!"
Oliver: "What is it? Do you want some sweeping romance?"
Marcus: "You can't even bring yourself to kiss me, but you expect me to let you fuck me? Fuck OFF!"
Oliver: "I don't want those teeth near my lips, thanks!"
Marcus: **shrugs** "Fine with me." **makes to leave**
Oliver: *grabs Marcus and pins him back against the wall* "No."
Marcus: **pushes** "Let. Me. Go."
Oliver: "No."
Marcus: **knees Oliver in the groin**
Oliver: *cringes and doubles over* "What the--"
Marcus: "I fucking told you to let me go, you fucker."
Oliver: *glares up at him*
Marcus: **tries to get his robes smoothed out, making his way to the door of the closet**
Oliver: "... no. Wait."
Marcus: **turns around** "What?"
Oliver: *straightens up* "Come on. Let's do this."
Marcus: **crosses his arms** "All right."
Oliver: *reaches out gently and takes Marcus by the tie, pulling him close*
Marcus: **resist a little, then gives in, leting Oliver pull him closer**
Oliver: *backs Marcus against the wall and kisses him, pressing his hips into him*
Marcus: **arches his hips into Oliver's, kissing him back**
Oliver: *presses harder, moaning a little into Marcus's mouth and moving one hand under Marcus's shirt to hold one of his breasts*
Marcus: **starts fumbling at his robes and shirt**
Oliver: *pulls back a bit, trying to help Marcus and being more of a hindrance*
Marcus: **bats Oliver's hands away, annoyed, finally gets his shirt off**
Oliver: *admiringly* "Nice."
Marcus: **shifts uneasily** "Just gte on with it, will you?"
Oliver: *cups Marcus's breasts again, moaning a little, and leaning in to breathe in Marcus's ear* Touch me.
Marcus: **hesitantly slides his hand into Oliver's trousers**
Oliver: *thrusts his hips forward involuntarily* "Oh, gods..."
Marcus: **curls his hand around Oliver's cock**
Oliver: *twitches* "Gods, Flint, your hand... so small..."
Marcus: "Can you shut UP for just ONE MINUTE?" **squeezes, gently**
Oliver: *draws in a sharp breath and presses into Marcus's hand*
Marcus: **removes his hand, starts undoing Oliver's trousers**
Oliver: *breathing very fast, tweaks Marcus's nipples*
Marcus: **breathes in sharply, hands faltering** "Fuck ..."
Oliver: *breathing hard* "Like that?" *tweaks them again, a little harder*
Marcus: "Oh, fuck ... please ..."
Oliver: *pressing his hips forward, twists Marcus's nipples*
Marcus: "Please ..." **starts fumbling at his trousers**
Oliver: "God, Flint..." *watches him fumble at his trousers, before leaning forward and kissing him hard*
Marcus: **finds it very difficult to get undressed while Oliver's kissing him, but manages anyway**
Oliver: *slips a hand between Marcus's legs, still kissing him*
Marcus: **spreads his legs, moaning into Oliver's mouth**
Oliver: *gently rubs his finger in circles, whispering against Marcus's mouth* Like that?
Marcus: **babbling incoherently, breathlesly** "Gods ... yes ... please ..."
Oliver: *gently pushes a finger into Marcus, moaning*
Marcus: ****moans, bits his lip, desperately trying to keep his knees from buckling**
Oliver: *pulls out and rubs Marcus again, eyes lightly shut and mouth opened just a little*
Marcus: **wraps one leg around Oliver** "Will you please just fuck me already?"
Oliver: "Oh. Fuck. Yes." *presses closer to Marcus, pushing his boxers down*
Marcus: **clutching at Oliver's shoulders** "Please"
Oliver: *breathing hard, looks up at Marcus, before positioning himself and pausing, closing his eyes and thanking every deity he knows*
Marcus: **holding his breath, closing his eyes**
Oliver: *gently pushes into Marcus, moaning*
Marcus: **breathes in sharply, shuddering**
Oliver: *clenching his fists, starts thrusting into Marcus*
Marcus: **bites his lip, hard, as he comes, not letting go, still clutching Oliver's shoulders**
Oliver: *groans and thrusts a few more times before he comes as well, hard*
Marcus: **trying to catch his breath** "Fuck ...'"
Oliver: *pulls out of Marcus, breathing hard, and slides down the other wall to sit on the floor*
Marcus: **almost immediately drops to the floor, resting his head against the wall**
Oliver: *just sits there, catching his breath, not trusting his voice*
Marcus: **swallows, opens his eyes to look at Oliver**
Oliver: *raises his eyes to look at Marcus, still breathing hard*
Marcus: "So ..."
Oliver: *resting his eyes on Marcus's breasts* *softly* "So."
Marcus: **doesn't say anything, just looks**
Oliver: *repeats* "... so."
Marcus: "Yeah?"
Oliver: *shakes his head* "Nothing."
Marcus: "So. Um. Now what?"
Oliver: "I... I don't know."
Marcus: "Well. You know. I don't know how long this is going to last, so. Maybe we should ... take advantage of it?"
Oliver: *laughs a little* "Want to be my girlfriend until it wears off?"
Marcus: **laughs** "Who the fuck said anything about dating?"
Oliver: *laughing as well* "Oh, come on! Couple of the year, I bet."
Marcus: **grins** "Would I get to wear your scarf?"
Oliver: *snickers* "Oh, of course."
Marcus: "Hm. Maybe I'd have to think about this ..."
Oliver: *leans over and kicks him gently*
Marcus: "Hey! Kicking me isn't going to make me want to b your girlfriend, you know."
Oliver: "Tough love!"
Marcus: "Not my style."
Oliver: "So what is your style?"
Marcus: "How should I know? i've never been anybody's girlfriend before."
Oliver: *surprised* "You haven't?"
Marcus: "In case you've already forgotten, Snitch-for-brains, I was a perfectly normal bloke until this morning."
Oliver: "... oh. Oh. Oh, yeah, I know."
Marcus: "Right. So. I dunno."
Oliver: *shrugs*
Marcus: "You could ... try something?"
Oliver: "... like what?"
Marcus: "I don't know. Whatever you'd do with a girlfriend, I guess."
Oliver: *grins* "Help you put your clothes back on?"
Marcus: "I can do that on my own, you know." **grins and reaches for his clothes**
Oliver: "So. Are you?"
Marcus: "Am I what?"
Oliver: "My girlfriend, fucker."
Marcus: "I dunno. Do you want me to be?"
Oliver: "Well. Yeah."
Marcus: **thinks** "All right."
Oliver: *grins and stands up, doing his trousers up* "All right, then."
Marcus: "So what do i get out of this whole being your girlfriend thing, anyway?"
Oliver: "You get to wear my scarf. And cheer at my Quidditch games."
Marcus: "Like hell I will! And oh, FUCK! Quidditch! How am i supposed to play Quidditch like THIS?"
Oliver: "You can't. No way." *points at his breasts* "They'll get in the way, anyway."
Marcus: "How do your Chasers play, then?"
Oliver: "Have you seen my Chasers compared to you?"
Marcus: **looks down at his chest** "Right. Okay, good point. But there have to be some kind of spells."
Oliver: "I could do a shrinking spell. But, no."
Marcus: "Only temporary!"
Oliver: *thinks* "Can we overdo the enlarging spell afterwards?"
Marcus: "... They hurt enough already!"
Oliver: "They hurt?"
Marcus: "They're fucking heavy!"
Oliver: *grins* "Seriously?"
Marcus: **scowls** "Nothing to grin about, dammit."
Oliver: "But are you serious, you can actually feel them being heavy?"
Marcus: "Yes."
Oliver: "That's funny."
Marcus: "Not that funny when they're actually on your body. I think I need a bra."
Oliver: *snickers*
Marcus: "If you keep laughing, I'll make you come with me to buy one, you fucker."
Oliver: *abruptly stops laughing* "You can borrow some. Percy has some of his mother's, lying around."
Marcus: **looks horrified** "..; I really, really don't want to know what the Weasel's doing with his mother's bras."
Oliver: *shrugs* "I think he wears them."
Marcus: "I SAID, I DON'T want to KNOW!"
Oliver: "OKAY, OKAY!" *grins* "So, would a bra make them stick out even more?"
Marcus: "I think it'd ... push them ... up?"
Oliver: *eyes light up*
Marcus: **sighs**
Oliver: "What?"
Marcus: "Do you want to date me or my breasts?"
Oliver: "I thought it was a package deal!"
Marcus: "Then stop acting like it's not!"
Oliver: "Okay, okay!" *does his tie up*
Marcus: **picks up his robes, trying to straighten them as much as possible**
Oliver: *goes over to Marcus and helps, grinning as he does up his tie, trailing his hands over Marcus's breasts gently as he pulls back*
Marcus: **looks down** "So."
Oliver: "Er. So."
Marcus: "We should go .. back."
Oliver: "Um - yeah. We should." *grins* "Want to meet up tonight?"
Marcus: **grins back** "Sounds good."
Oliver: "Er... kiss?"
Marcus: **leans over and gently kisses Oliver**
Oliver: *kisses him back* "Your lips are soft, you know?"
Marcus: "Hadn't really noticed it, no."
Oliver: *grins* "Good thing I pointed it out."
Marcus: "Well, it's not like I have much use for that knowledge."
Oliver: "D'you reckon you'd be able to suck me off tonight?"
Marcus: **pretends to think about it** "I could try."
Oliver: "Try?"
Marcus: "Well, i've never done this before!"
Oliver: "Really?"
Marcus: "Do we have to go over this again? I've been a girl for ... **checks his watch** ... only four hours now."
Oliver: "I meant when you were a bloke."
Marcus: "... No?"
Oliver: "Oh."
Marcus: "Why? Have you?"
Oliver: "Well, yeah."
Marcus: "... Who?"
Oliver: "Percy."
Marcus: "... I had to ask. Have you ever gone down on a girl?"
Oliver: "No." *raises an eyebrow* "I'll give it a go, though."
Marcus: "You'd better."
Oliver: "Or what?"
Marcus: "Or no blowjobs."
Oliver: "Fine. I'll go down on my girlfriend." *a pause, grins* "That's odd, you know. Marcus Flint is my girlfriend."
Marcus: "You want to try being Oliver Wood's girlfriend? Even weirder." **pauses** "Hey, if you're my boyfriend, does that mean you'll bet up other blokes when they bother me?"
Oliver: *grins and flexes his muscles* "Of course."
Marcus: **grins** "Cool. This whole girlfriend business isn't that bad."
Oliver: "So what do I call you?"
Marcus: "Um. I don't know?"
Oliver: "What's your middle name?"
Marcus: "Sebastian."
Oliver: "Right, well, THAT'S not very feminine." *a pause* "What were your parents on?"
Marcus: "What, you mean when they gave their newborn son a male name?"
Oliver: "What sort of name is Sebastian?"
Marcus: "My grandfather's name. Are you quite done insulting me, now?"
Oliver: "Right, okay. Um. But we still don't know what I can call you."
Marcus: **shrugs** "Marcus works fine for me."
Oliver: "Oh, right. Hello, I have a girlfriend named Marcus. What part of that sentence DOESN'T SEEM RIGHT?"
Marcus: "The part where I'M NOT ACTUALLY A FUCKING GIRL?"
Oliver: "WE JUST HAD SEX. I THINK THAT I KNOW YOU'RE A FUCKING GIRL."
Marcus: "I WAS A BLOKE YESTERDAY! FOR ALL I KNOW I COULD BE A BLOKE AGAIN TOMORROW!"
Oliver: "BUT FOR NOW YOU'RE A GIRL AND GIRLS AREN'T CALLED MARCUS!"
Marcus: "WELL, I AM!"
Oliver: "FINE!"
Marcus: "... Good."
Oliver: "Fine." *opens the door* "After you, Marcus."
Marcus: **rolls his eyes, but steps throught the door nonetheless**
Oliver: *steps our as well and grins, taking Marcus's hand*
Marcus: **startles a little when Oliver takes his hand**
Oliver: *squeezes Marcus's hand* "C'mon. Let's go."
Marcus: **a little confused** "Right." **follows Oliver**
Oliver: "What class have you got?"
Marcus: "Er. I really have no idea."
Oliver: *grins* "Neither do I. C'mon, I'll walk you to your dorms."
Marcus: "Right. Good plan. Do I get a goodbye kiss, as well?"
Oliver: "Do I get to-- no, okay, yes you do."
Marcus: "Do you get to what?"
Oliver: "Nothing." *drops Marcus's hand and instead puts an arm around him, gently tracing his hand up the side of Marcus's breast*
Marcus: **leans into Oliver a little** "No, what?"
Oliver: *grins* "Something about a goodbye grope."
Marcus: "Well. I think that's part of boyfriend priviledges."
Oliver: *grins* "Sounds like a good deal to me."
Marcus: **puts his arm around Oliver's waist** "Yeah."
Oliver: *grins and leans over to kiss Marcus's cheek*
Marcus: **blinks**
Oliver: *frowns* "What?"
Marcus: **quickly** "Nothing."
Oliver: "Um. Okay."
Marcus: **looks up as they arrive at the door to the Slytherin dorms** "So, um."
Oliver: "Um. Yeah." * takes his arm away and kisses Marcus* "Tonight."
Marcus: **kisses back** "Right. See you tonight."
Oliver: "Right. And if anyone bothers you, let me know."
Marcus: "I will."
Tune in next time for more random sex and semi-sap. And perhaps Marcus getting his periods. Oh, yes.
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but. yes. I must move on with my life! Just be done with this damned thing.
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*discreetly wipes the Pepsi off the monitor with the edge of my shirt*
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i think i need to go be by myself, now.
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*joins in whimperin*
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Marcus, on why Oliver is not allowed to fall in love with him: "He's gay! And I'll turn back into a bloke soon and then this'll all be over and I don't want him to be hurt!"
Me: "... Marcus? Logically speaking, would him being gay make things easier when you turn back?"
Marcus: "NO!"
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