He felt strong arms go around him, a little amused grin immediately appeared on his face. George was definitely not as drunk as the Falmouth Captain, but Marcus deserved to celebrate however he wanted and George was happy to see the Chaser happy. After the nip to his neck, George turned in the embrace saw the forlorn look on the older man's face.
"Your Seeker stole you," he replied after a quick kiss. One hand touching the side of Marcus' face almost tenderly while the other snaked it's way to the Chaser's hip where his top met his trousers and searched out skin. He leant up to kiss Marcus again, not really caring if they had an audience or not. Public displays of affection were non-existent when it came to Marcus but George wasn't about to protest in receiving them now.
"Mmm, you wanna go somewhere more private, Grumpy? Your fans are getting jealous." George asked, his mouth next to Marcus' ear so that the Captain could hear him over the thump of the club music. There were a small group of witches no older than George watching the pair with interest. They were probably wondering whether Marcus was really Marcus at all.
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