George F. Weasley (gredilicious) wrote in occultus,
@ 2011-10-27 00:20:00

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char: george weasley, char: marcus flint

Who: George Weasley and Marcus Flint
When: Friday night - Between midnight and four a.m.
Where: Marcus' House
Rating: Maybe R
Summary: After a short night at the club Drunk!George decides to pay the Grumpy Falcon a visit.
Status: Complete.

George was not drunk. Nope. Not a bit. Definitely not.

Okay, maybe a little.

He was having a great time at the club, dancing away and getting a few admirers. George knew he could move, a talent both he and his Twin shared, however no one he danced with seemed to keep his attention long. Probably because his mind was elsewhere... in Manchester. A little smile must have crossed his face because the girl he was dancing with thought that was an invitation to start nuzzling his neck. Immediately George pulled away and the girl pouted, not that really affected George. Cute looks tended to fall flat on him unless you were a kitten or a puppy.

He weaved his way through the crowd and nodded to a security guard before going upstairs to the VIP rooms. He went to his favourite one, the one with the red door - fumbling with his wand a bit to unward it. Entering the room, George flopped on the black sofa and summoned a bottle of Jack Daniels - which he proceeded to drink straight from the bottle. After the amber liquid burnt down his throat, he let out a little whine.

"Damn training, early match," he rambled in a somewhat nonsense manner. He wasn't planning to go bother Grumpy before the last match before mid-season break but he wanted to. People at the club were so blah.

With the bottle of Jack in hand, George stood and apparated directly into the Chaser's room. At least he thought it was Grumpy's room. "Ow!" On further inspection and a bump to the knee on some foreign object proved that he was not in the bedroom but rather the bathroom.

George froze when he heard shuffling from the next room and a low growl. Sounded like he woke someone up and they didn't sound too happy. He opened the door a little and spotted Mac - the Great Dane looking back with narrowed yet curious eyes. "Easy boy, just me." George reassured in a whisper, putting his hand out so the pup could get his scent in the dark. Mac sniffed and snorted, probably smelling the smoke smell from the club. The pup then went to sniff the bottle of Jack Daniels causing George to pull it away quickly and say in a much louder whipser, his words sounding a little slurred from the alcohol. "No, no, no... not for pups. Grumpy and Twinks only. Yeah?"

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gredilicious
2011-11-08 01:58 am UTC (link)

George bit his lip and hummed deep in his throat when Quidditch callused fingers touched his sensitive skin. The contrast feeling exquisite and George couldn't get enough of it.

He matched the Chaser's movements, the change of pace making his toes curl and pressure to build inside of him. George kissed Grumpy back just as hard, only to tear away when he could feel himself slipping over the edge. He tightened his hold on Marcus as his body tensed as his orgasm hit. Anything the Chaser said was incomprehensible and with a few more strokes he was done and everything faded to white.

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flinted
2011-11-08 07:41 pm UTC (link)

It took a couple of moments for him to recover, but as he did he was careful to keep his weight off the smaller man. He didn’t want to crush him. Carefully disentangling himself from George’s limbs, he cast a quick cleaning spell before lying down beside the red head. Slipping an arm around his waist, he pulled him close against his chest, knowing the Gryffindor’s sleeping habits well. The covers fell over them, trapping their generated heat inside as they finally lay unmoving.

‘Definitely glad you weren’t a burglar,’ Marcus commented quietly, a teasing note in his voice. He would probably be tired and irritable in the morning, but if George could cope with that then he was fine having him stay. If he was honest, he wouldn’t have asked the Beater to leave anyway. Yep, there was definitely something there, which was making him act this way.

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gredilicious
2011-11-09 09:41 am UTC (link)

Lips remained parted slightly as George's breathing slowed down, feeling lethargic yet extremely satisfied. He unwound himself from around the Slytherin, stretching out a little and then letting out a little hum of appreciation when the cleaning spell was cast. George rolled onto his side, allowing himself to be pulled closer to the older man, moving so his head rested in a comfortable spot on Marcus' chest.

"Mmm," he hummed in agreement, his eyes drifting closed, feeling comfortable and warm. And hand moved up Grumpy's chest, fingers drawing nonsensical patterns on the Chaser's bare skin. Even when feeling himself doze lightly, George was never completely still.

"I should let you sleep now," George wondered if he should go although making no move to do so. In all honesty he wanted to stay but knew that Marcus had a game in the morning so maybe leaving might be a good option to let the Chaser have a decent night's sleep - well, what was left of it, at any rate.

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flinted
2011-11-11 04:09 am UTC (link)

He smiled a little as Twink nestled against his chest. Of all the people he'd slept with, he'd never encountered anyone that snuggled as much as the Beater. Marcus had been a bit awkward at first, just lying there the first time while George had used him as a pillow. But as he'd grown used to the red head, he'd reciprocated a little, holding him in return.

'Yeah, you sleep too.' Marcus was already drifting, so he didn't quite catch the full meaning of the words. Instead, he tightened his grip around George. Hopefully the action would say it all, that he wanted the other man to stay, that he didn't expect him to leave. 'Night.'

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