I Want to Give You a Gift | By : Breezy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 10634 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Flash bulbs popped all around Oliver as he descended the staircase at Diagon Heights. It was the Friday morning after the championship and he had interviews scheduled with all different media that day. Live interviews on the wireless, sitting down with reporters from the Prophet and the Quibbler. Everyone wanted a piece of his fame, some tidbit that wasn't carefully rehearsed in advance. They cased out his building hoping to get a jump on the competition. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Dennis behind one of the cameras. Dennis took up photography after his brother was killed during the war. His brother, Colin, had a camera to his eye more often than not. Oliver didn't let on that he'd seen Dennis and smiled big at another camera.
He took off as fast as he could to the apparation point. He loved attention but that whole scene gave him the creeps. Phonies asking hoky questions, or pushy witches asking leading questions. One even asked about his father and muggleborn mother. He just smiled and quoted approved slogans he remembered from the meeting the other day. Maybe that meeting was actually worth something, afterall.
The Cannons team headquarters weren't much better. Although the press and visitors were supposed to be corralled in the conference rooms but people kept escaping into the hallways. One wildeyed young woman smashed into him as she came around a corner. She had broken free and ran for it, apparently hoping that she ran into anyone from the team. Well, she'd run right into Oliver quite literally. He checked her out as he helped get her to her feet. She was fit and he could use some stress relief.
"Oh, I am so sorry Mr. Wood," she said nearly in tears. She turned bright red in embarassment. She looked up at him through her eyelashes. "Is there anything I can do to make up for running in to you?" she asked, her innocent look transforming to a very naughty look.
"Yes, I believe there is something you can do for me," he grinned at her and grabbed her by the hand. "There's something I want to show you in here," he said leading her into an empty office.
Oliver shut the door and started kissing the witch. She had long brown hair and dark skin. Similar to the Patel twins, he thought remembering his first time with twins. Between that memory and the way this witch rubbed her body against his, he was rock hard. He broke the kiss and started to push down gently on her shoulders.
"I want to give you a gift," Oliver told her pressing harder on her shoulders. She smiled up at him, realizing what he wanted and kneeled down in front of him. He unbuckled his pants and pulled out his cock, stroking it a couple of times before putting it against her lips. Her tongue flicked out against the head and she reached up to take his cock in her hands. She had tiny hands and could use both to stroke up and down his shaft while she worked the head with her mouth.
Oliver fell back into the door to brace himself as she sucked as hard as she could while bobbing her head up and down on his cock. She let go with a loud smack and then used her tongue to lick in the slit at the tip. Oliver pressed against the back of her head and started fucking her face. She couldn't take much but got very slobbery so he could glide about half in and out of her mouth. He hit the back of her throat and she choked so he pulled out a bit. He didn't want to make her throw up.
He thrust forward hard with his hips and came in her mouth. He had his phone in his hand quickly.
"Show it to me, love," he said aiming the camera at her mouth. She obliged and showed the load of cum pooled in the bottom of her mouth. He took a picture and texted it to himself. This cute little piece of ass didn't need his number but he liked having the record.
Oliver stepped back and grabbed some tissues conveniently found on the desk. He tucked his cock back into his trousers and turned to make a getaway.
"Thanks, love. That was exactly what I needed.
"Thank you for the gift," she said her eyes big and the look of adoration colored her features. Oliver had seen it before and knew he needed to cut this off before she turned into another Dennis.
"I'll see you around," he said and kissed her hand. He pulled free of her grip and opened the door. He didn't turn back or say anything else but walked away and turned the corner. The girl scrambled to pull herself together and grab her purse. She rushed out of the office but he was already gone. She looked down the hall in both directions to no avail.
"Hey you," someone called out from behind her. She turned and saw that the security guard she ditched earlier had caught up while she searched for Oliver. He grabbed her by the arm. "Let's go," he said and dragged her toward the exit.
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"Nate!" Oliver yelled down the busy hallway. He had just found out that all of the interviews and appearances had been postponed and replaced with a victory parade. The team, their backups, coaches, ownership and some Ministry officials looking to be reelected would all ride their brooms down Diagon Alley and through some of the side streets. Everyone was taking the day off in preparation for a weekend of celebration. No one wanted to end the party. It was one of the biggest celebrations since the end of the Second War.
"Oliver!" Nate yelled back and the two men made their way to meet in the middle of the hall.
"Got any perk up?" Oliver asked hoping they wouldn't have to try and hook up any coke before the parade.
"Yes, my friend. This way," he pulled Oliver out an exit door and into a bathroom. Oliver stood by the door using his foot to block it shut. Nate cut two lines for each of them and snorted both of his lines. He took over blocking the door and Oliver took his two lines.
"Let's find Mohammed," Oliver said standing up straight and checking his appearance in the mirror. He turned, but Nate hadn't opened the door.
"Hold on a minute," Nate said moving his foot to hold the door closed even tighter. Oliver stopped and eyed his friend curiously. Nate looked away and wouldn't meet his eye.
"What's going on, mate?" Oliver asked suddenly suspicious. Why was his friend acting so strange?
"Well, I was approached by a reporter and she started asking questions about you," Nate finally blurted out. Oliver laughed.
"Is that all? I thought someone died or something," he said trying to play off what Nate had said.
"Oliver, listen to me. She asked about your relationships, including any with men," Nate said putting emphasis on 'men' and giving Oliver a knowing look.
"Oh, come on, man. I get photographed with beautiful witches all of the time. Celebrities, singers, models. I pull a lot of tail," he said winking at his friend.
"No, this is different. She asked about Dennis," Nate dropped his head so Oliver couldn't stare at him anymore.
"Oh, that's what's got you so worked up?" Oliver laughed again, this time less nervous. It was only Dennis. He was taking care of that.
"You know I saw you and Dennis..." Nate trailed off and looked away again, turning red remembering seeing Dennis McCreevey blowing Oliver in the showers after a match earlier this season. He and Oliver had never talked about what he saw and Nate assumed it was a one time thing or some Hogwarts thing. All of those Hogwarts kids were fucked up after the war. And there were a lot of rumors about weird sex stuff going on there, too. He was glad he went to school in the States.
"Look man, these reporters throw out a lot of bullshit and try to see what sticks. This reporter is taking the gay route and found someone gay in my past. And I'm sort of friends with him. What you saw was a one time thing. He was a hole when I was in need, nothing more," Oliver said flippantly hoping his friend took what he said at face value and didn't try to dig any deeper.
"Gross, dude," he said pushing Oliver back and laughing. "I just thought you should know that people are asking questions," he said walking out the door. Oliver caught up to him through the crowd and the two headed to the parade start line.
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The parade route was packed on both sides of Diagon Alley. Oliver saw many familiar faces in the crowd. He was amazed at how huge the turnout was. Everyone wanted to celebrate, even if they weren't Cannons fans. Many people jumped the bandwagon late in the season after they kept winning in blowouts game after game. But there were also a lot of old school fans. People who loved the underdog. The Cannons were terrible for so long people stopped paying attention. Telling someone you were a Cannons fan led to ridicule. Now everyone wanted to cheer for them.
When Oliver was drafted by the Cannons, the team had gone winless the last season and had only one victory the season before. The only players the team hadn't traded away were a group of free agents that hadn't cost the team very much. New ownership decided to change the reputation of the worst team in Quidditch to that of a winner and their first move was to draft Oliver Wood. He had the right combination of leadership and sheer talent that they went all out to make sure he was happy. They drafted players to surround Wood every season since and now they held up the championship trophy.
Oliver thought his face was frozen into a smile. There was only so much adulation one person could take. He posed for countless pictures, had more children hug his legs, more mothers smile suggestively as they pryed their children from his legs.
The parade route wound down Diagon and soon Oliver saw Diagon Heights just up the street. They were coming to the end of the route, maybe three blocks past his building. He caught sight of Ginny's hair first and the tight Cannons tank top she wore second. She wasn't wearing a bra and she was busty. Oliver hopped off his broom and walked up to greet her.
"Oliver!" she squealed wrapping her arms around his shoulders in a very friendly hug. She pressed her breasts into his chest. She felt amazing. He reluctantly pulled away smiling and seducing her with his eyes.
"Hey mate," another voice greeted him enthusiastically. Oliver turned to see Blaise holding out a hand. He grabbed the hand and pulled Blaise in for a quick bump to the shoulder. Blaise didn't immediately let go and their bodies pressed together in the crush of the crowd. They were about the same height and Oliver looked directly into Blaise's eyes. Blaise had olive green eyes fringed by long black lashes.
"You're fucking hot," he whispered in Blaise's ear. His lips bumped against Blaise's ear. Blaise looked pleased and then the two pulled apart.
"Whatcha drinking?" he turned to Ginny and took her drink from her hand.
"We spiked the punch," she said winking at him. He took a big drink and nearly coughed. It was almost all firewhiskey and a small amount of soda. He took another drink and handed back to her.
"Let's go up to your place," he said next to Ginny's ear. She nodded and grabbed Blaise by the hand. Oliver put a hand on Blaise's shoulder and they pressed through the crowd toward the building. Everyone was shocked to see Oliver pushing through the crowd, but Ginny took charge and made everyone step aside. Only a couple of people dared to ask for an autograph, but Ginny shot them such a stare that they walked away without autographs.
In moments they were on the lift up to the thirteenth floor. Oliver leaned into Ginny and pressed her against the wall so that her tits pressed against his chest again. She had the best tits, he thought as he reached up to take one in his hand. He leaned down to kiss her. Oliver let go of her breast and reached out to where Blaise stood next to him. He groped Blaise's cock through his pants. Blaise moaned and threw his head back in pleasure. Oliver broke the kiss with Ginny and leaned over to kiss Blaise. Ginny pulled them both back to her and the three of them kissed. It was sloppy and wet. They stumbled off the elevator and into Ginny and Blaise's apartment.
Oliver didn't stop to look around. "Where's the bedroom?" he asked Ginny and she grabbed both men by the hand and led them to the bedroom. Blaise closed the curtains with a flick of the wand and low lighting came on giving the room a warm glow. Oliver pushed Ginny next to the bed and then used his wand to remove their clothes. She reached out and started stroking his cock.
"Lay down and spread your legs," Oliver told her and Ginny leaned back and scooted across the bed and lay spread eagle. He bent down and started licking and teasing her clit. He worked all around it before finally sucking it and flicking it with his tongue. Ginny whimpered and moaned. He was about to start fingering her when Blaise handed him some lube and a large dildo.
"Oh?" he said looking at the size of it. He raised an eyebrow at Ginny.
"Oh yes," she said while rubbing her clit. She didn't blush at all. Oliver couldn't believe his luck. Ginny was completely unembarassed about him fucking her with a huge dildo. This was quite a day. He lubed up the dildo and began pressing it into her slit. He pushed it in as far as it would go and she moaned.
"Open your legs like this," Oliver said shifting her legs so her pussy pointed up. He started fucking her slowly with the dildo while she rubbed her clit. Blaise leaned over and started sucking on Ginny's nipples. Oliver removed the dildo from Ginny and replaced it with his cock. He rocked in and out of Ginny's pussy. She was well stretched from the dildo and she took his size well. Blaise pulled out his cock and Ginny reached out and grabbed it. He lowered to her head and she started sucking his cock while Oliver fucked her.
"That's so fucking hot," he said watching her take Blaise's large cock deep in her mouth. She looked at Oliver while she sucked Blaise's cock. Then Blaise grabbed Oliver's chin and turned his head to face his own. He started kissing Oliver roughly, their tongues fighting for supremacy with Blaise finally conceding. Oliver grabbed the back of Blaise's head and kissed him hard. He pulled out of Ginny and Blaise pulled his dick out of her mouth.
"Lay down and spread your legs," he said to Blaise, lightly pressing him on the back. Blaise climbed on top of Ginny, his dick positioned next to her pussy, but not yet inside. Oliver lubed up his cock and his fingers. He squirted more at the entrance to Blaise's ass. He put his cock next to Blaise's hole and started to press in.
"Have you taken that dildo, too?" he asked Blaise as he pressed in rather easily once he passed the ring at the entrance.
"Yes," Blaise moaned as more of Oliver's cock penetrated him deep inside. Oliver pressed all the way in and then waited. Oliver leaned down and kissed Ginny, whose head was next to Blaise's but she lay behind him. Blaise was on his hands and knees and Oliver stood over him, bending over to reach Ginny. Blaise cried out from the sudden movement. Oliver didn't move again but continued to kiss Ginny and then Blaise and sometimes both of them.
"Are ya ready?" Oliver asked after several moments. Blaise muttered agreement and seemed to be bracing himself for what was about to happen. Oliver eased his cock out of his hole and then pressed back in. He tried this three more times before he sunk all the way in again. He kept fucking Blaise for awhile, enjoying the noises Blaise made as he fucked him in the ass. Blaise really liked being fucked hard and took it well. Oliver suspected that Ginny fucked Blaise with that dildo they had used earlier. Different strokes for different folks, he thought. He was in no place to judge.
"Hey, I want some dick, too," Ginny complained with a smirk. Oliver pulled out of Blaise and reached down and grabbed his cock. He led Blaise's cock into Ginny's slit and Blaise began fucking Ginny. Oliver watched and stoked his cock slowly.
"Okay, slow down," he said and Blaise slowed to a stop. Oliver pressed back into Blaise's ass. Ginny and Blaise both moaned as Oliver began building speed. He pumped into Blaise's ass which pressed Blaise into Ginny. She didn't look like it was a great fuck for her, though, and Oliver meant to change that. He shifted toward Blaise's prostate and rubbed against it over and over again. Blaise let go and had a body shaking orgasm. Oliver pulled out, rolled Blaise off of Ginny and then entered Ginny abruptly. She cried out and grabbed the sheets next to him. He pressed his hips into hers and began thrusting wildly. She cried out with every thrust. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him close. He didn't like the position and pulled out. She whimpered in protest, but he laid on his back and indicated that she should climb on. She smiled big and did exactly that.
"Fuck meeeeee," she gasped as she sat down on his erection. She lowered herself slowly and then laid on his chest once it was completely inside her. Slowly she pressed herself against Oliver's chest until she was upright. She started fucking herself on his cock. Oliver reached out to Blaise and started stroking the other man's cock. Blaise moved closer and Oliver started sucking his cock.
"You're so right, that's so hot," Ginny squealed as she moved up and down rapidly on Oliver's cock. He let go of Blaise's cock and Blaise moved behind Ginny. He grabbed the lube and crouched above Ginny. He lubed his cock and squirted some in his hand. He started fingering her hole with one finger. She shuddered slightly as he entered her ass with the finger and Oliver shuddered a bit in response. He wanted to wait to come but he was really close.
Blaise entered another finger and Oliver stopped rocking his hips into hers. At three fingers she stopped moving all together. Then Blaise slowly pressed his cock against her hole. It slid in past the ring and very slowly down her channel. He fully penetrated her and they all laid motionless.
"Is it okay?" Blaise asked Ginny after a few moments.
"It's amazing," she said breathlessly. "Someone start fucking me please," she moaned and both men started moving back and forth trying to find a rhythm. Soon Blaise held still while Oliver fucked Ginny hard from underneath. Then Oliver held still while Blaise fucked Ginny from behind. He pumped in and out of her as she built to orgasm. She came suddenly and hard. Oliver could feel wetness between the two of them and realized that she had ejaculated. The thought of that drove him over the top and he came deep inside of her. Blaise fucked her a few more strokes and then came in her ass.
Oliver pulled out a moment later and Ginny and Blaise laid on top of him. Blaise pulled out a few minutes after that and stood up. Ginny rolled off of Oliver and they lay side by side.
"I've never done that before," Ginny said as they waited for their heartrates to return to normal.
"Me either," Oliver agreed.
"I guess I need to take a shot," Blaise said laughing, refering to the game Never Have I Ever.
"Shot, shot, shot," Ginny egged him on. Blaise disappeared into the other room and came back with a shot glass and a bottle of firewhiskey. He poured a shot and drank it down, slamming the shot glass on the table. He put two more shot glasses down next to it and filled them all with a quick wand move.
"Alright, how about, never have I ever fucked Harry Potter," Blaise said laughing. Ginny looked unamused.
"So I'm the only one taking a shot this round, great," she said and then smiled and took her shot. She made a face from the burn of the whiskey.
"Alright, alright, how about an easy one," Blaise said bringing her glass back over and refilling it. "Never have I ever sucked Oliver Wood's cock," he said smirking wickedly.
"Woo!" Ginny called out and downed her next shot. Blaise downed his shot and then thrust his tongue in Oliver's mouth. They kissed for a moment or two.
"Fuck, I'll never get drunk like this," Oliver said and took his shot, too. Blaise and Ginny cheered.
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After getting drunk they decided they were hungry and wanted to go out for food. Oliver took a shower at his place and checked his messages before going out. There was a generic congratualtory message from his father. Only 3 days late, Oliver thought sourly. He hadn't finished sorting through his messages when he got a text. It was from Harry Potter. He wanted to meet up. At Oliver's convenience, of course. Oliver replied that Harry should be at his apartment at 9:00 pm and that he shouldn't wear any underwear. He also texted Daphne and told her he wanted to see her the next day--and that she shouldn't wear any underwear. Better to get that out of the way early, he thought as he walked out the door.
He met Ginny and Blaise on the street. Ginny changed into a white sundress that tied behind the neck. She never wore a bra. Oliver reached up her skirt while in the crush of people still around after the parade. It had turned into a street party and loud music boomed down the street. Every business was open selling food and drinks and souveniers. No one saw as he checked under her skirt and confirmed that she didn't wear underwear either. Blaise was a lucky man, Oliver thought. He'd found the perfect woman for himself--one who fucked and liked to be fucked. Who didn't wear bras and panties. Who was letting Oliver grope her naked pussy right there on the street. He wondered vaguely if she would let him fuck her, but hurried up and pulled his hand out from her skirt. He stuck his fingers in her mouth.
"Mmmmm, I love that flavor," she said winking at Oliver.
"Knock it off you two, we've got to push through this crowd to get to food," Blaise explained to them. They were all still fairly drunk and food had become the top priority.
"I want chips and salsa. Let's go to the Mexican place," Ginny said excitedly. "Chips and salsa, chips and salsa," she chanted. She often chanted when she wanted something.
"Sounds good to me," Oliver shrugged. Blaise looked grateful for direction and pulled them both by the hand toward the Mexican restaurant at the end of the block. Soon they were all seated when a group of four gave up their table so that Oliver Wood's party could sit down immediately. They were tucked into a booth at the back of the restaurant.
A server brought out chips and salsa and the margaritas they ordered. Blaise came back from the bar with three shots of tequila. They downed their shots and before they could put the glasses down, they had refilled.
"From the gent at table 5," the bartender shouted out from across the restaurant, gesturing to a man at a nearby table. They held their shots up to toast the stranger and then downed another shot.
Several shots later, Blaise disappeared into the bathroom and Oliver decided to take advantage of the fact that they were in the back of a dark restaurant and Ginny wasn't wearing underwear. He reached under her dress, trying to hide his motions under the table. He started rubbing her clit with his middle finger. She sighed and melted into the back seat of the booth. Oliver moved in and out of her a couple times before returning to her clit, moving it inbetween two fingers.
Ginny giggled and wriggled her hips against his fingers trying to get more traction. Oliver leaned and kissed her shoulder.
"Ya like that, don'tcha?" he drawled into her ear. She giggled again. Then someone cleared their throat at the edge of the table and both of them jumped and laughed again. Oliver slowly pulled his hand out from under Ginny's skirt, trying to do it discreetly and not call attention. It was Dennis McCreevey and he looked angry.
"Hello, Mrs. Zabini," he said to Ginny coldly, emphasizing the word 'Mrs.' and then looked pointedly at Oliver. Oliver stood up and took Dennis by the shoulder.
"Take it to the men's room," he hissed in Dennis's ear. Dennis walked to the bathroom and locked the door behind them.
"She's a married woman, Oliver, what are you thinking?" Dennis turned and yelled at Oliver. He had fire in his eyes. A powerful jealousy and shock that the man he idolized had few scruples if he was publicly banging a married woman.
"And her husband is somewhere in this restaurant, fully aware that his wife and I lust for one another," Oliver laughed at Dennis's accusation.
"Oh gods, you're fucking him, too, aren't you?" Dennis wailed, holding his head in his hand.
"What's it to you, fuck buddy?" Oliver asked suddenly angry that Dennis thought he had any standing to judge what or who Oliver did. "Isn't that what you called us?"
"Well, yeah, but I..." Dennis trailed off. He saw how angry Oliver was and snapped out of his jealousy fit. "I'm so sorry," he wailed falling to his knees and wrapping his arms around Oliver's legs. "Please forgive me," he looked up at Oliver through the messy dark hair in his eyes. They shined with unfallen tears. His most pleading look. Oliver fell for it all the time. He would finally decide to cut Dennis off, then those eyes. Oliver closed his eyes. Dennis took that as an invitation to try and suck Oliver's cock. He started unbuckling Oliver's belt. Oliver snapped to attention and backed up away from Dennis.
"No, man, not here, not now," he said backing toward the door.
"I am so sorry, let me show you how sorry," Dennis said keeping with those eyes.
"No, man. Seriously. I've gotta go. And maybe don't text me for awhile," he said unlocking the door and exiting the room. He hoped that Dennis wasn't following him. He got to the table and saw that Blaise had rejoined Ginny and the two were making out.
"Cmon," he said throwing money down on the table to pay the bill or be a tip he wasn't sure how that worked these days and reached out for Ginny's hand.
"Alright," Ginny said agreeably and she and Blaise slid out from the booth. Oliver held Ginny's hand and she held Blaise's and they marched back out onto Diagon. If possible it was even more packed. They stopped at a convenience store and bought a bunch of junk food and forced their way back to Diagon Heights.
The threesome fell back into bed and explored each other's bodies until Oliver took off around 6 pm. He wanted to be ready for his next date, the one he set up with Harry this afternoon. He was having some trouble forgetting how much Dennis pissed him off with his jealousy act, but he and Ginny and Blaise had a fantastic afternoon. Maybe it was for the better anyway, Oliver thought, taking the third shower of the day.
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