'Hogwarts teams?' Seemed like a great idea to Fred. He was sure lots of others would feel the same, especially if they had moved into careers other than Quidditch.
As Oliver's fingers tangled into his hair, Fred pressed closer, one hand taking hold of the older man's hip. He felt Olly tighten his grip and moaned softly into the kiss. A familiar sense of disorientation made the world spin momentarily then a second later he was on the floor with the Keeper trapped beneath him.
'Mmm want you too,' Fred growled slightly as his neck was bitten, moving to sit back on his heels. Tugging at the laces that kept his robes closed, he untied them and shrugged off the garment. Biting down on the index finger of his left glove, he tugged his hand free, before doing the same with his right. 'You need to get those clothes off.'
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