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One Look	By : Lestette Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2003 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: One Look

Rating: NC-17

Musical Inspiration: Orgy... the band... but I like your imagination.

Summary: Fred shares a moment with Oliver on the Quidditch pitch... little did he know the moment would turn into so much more...
AN: More to come soon... So many wonderful ideas floating around in my mind. :)


                                                                                                Chapter 1

   Fred lay awake in his four poster bed, unable to fall asleep and mulling over the events of the day. It was during Quidditch practice today that it happened, something so seemingly insignificant, but something that meant so much to him. It was a look, nothing more than a look. Oliver was leaning on his broom, watching the team practice, when he looked over at Fred, their eyes locked onto each other, totally focused on one another and nothing else. Woods' left eyebrow raised slightly and a smile played across his lips. The memory alone was enough to get him hard. Their moment was ruined however by a rogue bludger hitting Oliver square in the chest, knocking him off of his broom. Madam Pomfrey said he would need to spend the night in the hospital wing to recover.
   Fred stared up at the curtains of the bed, imagining the moment hadn't been interrupted... Where could it have gone? Where could that look have taken them? Fred knew the answer to that already was 'no where', but he groaned softly to himself as his erecting rubbed uncomfortably against his pajama bottoms. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, he slowly slid a hand down his taught stomach, over his pelvic bone and into the front of his pants. As he eased his hand over his impressive length, hoping to gain some release from the agitation, the door to the dormitory swung open, causing Fred to sit up sharply.
   "Sorry Fred, hope I didn't wake you," Oliver whispered. Though Fred could barely see his face, he could hear the smile in his voice.
   Fred was silent for a pause and it took him a moment before he could reply, "No worried mate," he managed to say.
   "I can never fall asleep in the hospital wing," the sultry Scottish accent whispered to him, "I have to beg Madam Pomfrey to let me sleep in my own bed. She wouldn't let me leave until I promised her I would take it easy for the next few days," he laughed. As he slipped his shirt over his head, Fred could easily see the large blue and black bruise where the bludger had hit him. The colour contrast against Oliver's pale chest was startlingly visible, even in the dimly lit room.



   "Looks pretty bad doesn't it?" Wood laughed as he took notice of Fred staring at his chest. "You should see the one on my ass where I hit the ground! Madam Pomfrey gave me something for it though, should take some of the swelling down..." his voice trailed off as he noticed Fred was still staring. Fred's gaze wandered up to Oliver's face, his heart hammering in his chest as they locked eyes again. Oliver took a tentative step towards Fred's bed, he glanced around him and listened to soft snores of their roommates, to ensure no one else was awake. Slowly he drew closer and closer towards his bed.
   Oliver's gaze traveled down to Fred's arousal, and he paused, staring at the tented blanket before him. Fred's brain seized, unsure of what to do or what to say. He was afraid Oliver would be disgusted, or worse reject him. How would he be able to face him after that? He brought his arms forward in an attempt to hide his shame.
   "Wait..." Oliver whispered, his hand out stretched to catch Fred's arm, preventing him from concealing himself.
   Fred's breath caught in his throat as Wood's soft yet firm grip held his arm. He could feel the calluses on the insides of his captains palms sliding down his arm until he took his hand in his own. Fred looked into Oliver's eyes, unsure of what was to come, what he should do. His pulse was racing and every inch of him wanted to reach out and touch the other boy, to take his face in his hands and lean forward, brining their lips together.
   "Oliver..." Fred's voice, barely audible was dripping with longing as he stared deeply into the other boys eyes. Oliver grinned slyly as he climbed onto the edge of Fred's bed, having one final glance about the room before pulling the cord to release the curtains around the bed. The silence inside the curtains was thick and the boys stared at each other, both unsure of what to do next. The anticipation grew and flowed between them like electricity, both breathing in ragged bursts, heavy and hot.
   "Oliver..." Fred said again, only a touch louder than before, and all Oliver needed to release his inhibitions and succumb. He leaned forward and kissed Fred gently, his right hand sliding up his chest and behind his neck. Fred couldn't suppress the moan that escaped his lips as goose bumps ran rampant over his flesh. He brought his hands up to Oliver's shoulders, the moved them upwards to hold the sides of his face. So long he had thought about this, dream about it, craved it, wanted it so badly that some days it was difficult to look at him. He slipped his tongue into Wood's mouth, and to his extreme delight Oliver moaned and slid his own tongue out to mingle with Fred's. Wood crawled up on Fred's lap as the kiss deepened and Fred's erection grew in response as he felt Oliver's body pressing up against it. Wood pushed Fred down onto his pillow and kissed him hard, forcing himself up against his body, his own excitement growing rapidly.
   The desire to show Oliver how badly he wanted became overwhelming and he grabbed the other boys shoulders, rolling him over on the bed and positioning himself over him. Not willing to waste a moment he swiftly undid Oliver's trousers and lowered them only enough that he would have access to what he desired. Oliver propped himself up on his elbows to watch eagerly as Fred eased his length out. Fred teasingly slid his tongue over Wood, causing him to groan deeply. Smiling to himself, Fred took just the head of the other boys organ into his mouth, working his lips and tongue around it. Wood's back spasmed slightly from the intense pleasure.
   "You have no idea how long I have wanted this..." Oliver moaned softly.
   The words shocked Fred slightly and he looked up to meet Wood's gaze. Oliver smiled down at him, enjoying the sight him with his member in his mouth. Fred smiled back before suddenly taking all of Wood in his mouth. Oliver grabbed a handful of the Weasley twins hair and held on tightly. Fred swore silently to himself that he would show Oliver how he could pleasure him, how happy he could make him. He was hitting all of Oliver's sweet spots and causing him to tremble. Every little spasm and twitch that rocked through Wood's body brought a smile to Fred's face. Moving his head up and boy on the boy, bringing him closer and closer to the sweet release. Fred used his left hand to grasp Oliver's shaft as the other hand rubbed up and down his thigh. He could sense Wood was near climax and wanted to make the most of it. He worked his hand and his mouth at the same time, stroking and licking all of his tender spots. Oliver bit back his screams and came hard into Fred's mouth, thrusting his pelvis towards the other boy. Fred triumphantly swallowed every drop and crawled up to the other boys face. They smiled at each other, knowing no words needed to be spoken. They didn't even notice that someone stood at the edge of the bed, peering inside the curtains.
   "Well," the person said, startling the two boys. They both flipped around, trying to cover themselves when they realized it was George.
   "Next time the two of you decide to get together, perhaps you will have the common courtesy to invite me!" George said, smiling at them.
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