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Unexpected Attraction	By : ariablack Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2405 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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(Harry Potter does not belong to me. It belongs to the wonderful J.K. Rowling.)

Unexpected Attraction

By Aria Black

Chapter 5: Unexpected Confession
Draco sat in his home, reading a book. George was supposed to come by after practice, but for some reason, he was running late. Draco didn't worry too much about it, seeing as he did have a life outside his life. He couldn't expect him to be there with him every second of every day, even if he did want him close to him more often.
About fifteen minutes later a door was heard opening and closing. "I'm home!"
Draco felt his heart skip a beat at those words. How dearly he wished they were true. Smiling softly, he put his book down, forgetting his small half-moon reading glasses were still on his face. "Welcome home, George!" he called from the study, knowing George would be able to find him.
George walked into the study. "Hey, something smells really g..." He blinked as he stared at his boyfriend. "Draco?"
Draco blinked, looking down at himself. He was dressed in black sweats and a ripped black tank top. This was his lounge wear. He had no plans of going anywhere, so he aimed to be as relaxed as he could.
"What? Did I spill what I'm cooking on me?"
George felt himself get hot as he looked at the other. "You... I didn't know you wore glasses..."
Damn, he could barely restrain himself. Ever since their first time, George had to fight himself from jumping the other every time he saw him, and right now... hot damn, Draco looked hot...
Draco reached up and realized his glasses were still on. Pulling them off swiftly, he placed them into a velvet lined case. "Oh, these?" he asked, holding up the case. "They are strictly for reading only. Almost no one knows I need them."
He then smiled and walked over to George, kissing him softly. "How was practice? I hope you brought your appetite, because I've made something special."
"We need to talk first."
Draco heard seriousness in that tone and in a fit of nervousness, he pulled out his glasses and slipped them back on, fiddling with the case once they were back on his face. "About what?"
George noticed how nervous the other was, but this had to be talked about. �Oliver knows about us,� he said softly.
Draco paused for a second before raising a single eyebrow. "Is that all?"
George blinked, before saying, "Uh... Yeah, I guess."
Draco smiled soft before coming up close to George, lightly caressing his cheek. "I'm sorry. That was rude of me. I forgot your friends hate me. He was possibly upset with you, wasn't he?"
"Upset is an understatement," George said, his hand reaching up to cover Draco's. "But he stopped when I told him I loved you, and it didn't matter what he thought, or anyone else. Being with you is my choice, and it's a choice I'm happy with."
Draco felt a soft blush cross his cheeks, even as the glass seemed to amplify part of it. "Well, that's good. I couldn't care less what others think. I love you, not them. I want to be with you. If they can't accept it, then they really aren't friends, are they?"
He looked away, embarrassed slightly that he had just gotten so deep. Almost no one saw this side of him. It was a side he reserved for when he was alone. Yet now, he felt as if he needed George to see him this way as well.
George smiled. "You right I suppose. If they're really my friends, they should be glad I'm happy." He leaned his head forward until their foreheads brushed, his eyes not leaving Draco's. "You know, you should wear glasses more often. You look really sexy in them..."
Draco's cheeks heated even more. "I... I'm really self conscious in them. I don't want everyone to think I'm sexy."
"Then wear them around me.... or do you not want me to think you're sexy either?" George murmured, his arms wrapping around the other's waist, pulling him closer.
Draco went into his arms willingly, his body almost flush against his. "No, you can find me sexy. You can find me whatever you want."
With a slow grin, he leaned in and gave a small, teasing nip to the love mark he had left on George's neck the other day.
�Mmm�� George closed his eyes, brushing his lips against the temple. �So, what are we having for dinner that so special that you won�t tell me?�
Draco smirked and slipped from his grasp, heading for the kitchen. "You'll just have to wait and find out."
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�I� I think I�m in love with you Fred��
Oliver waited. What he was waiting for, he didn�t know. All he knew� he was scared. What if just saying that one sentence killed 10 years of friendship?
�F-Fred?� Oliver started to get worried when the other didn�t say anything. �Aren�t you going to say something?�
Fred had been stunned. He had never expected to hear those words. Not when Oliver wasn't drunk. With his heart tripping double time, he smiled softly. "Does this mean I still get that date?"
This time it was Oliver's turn to be stunned. Did he just hear what he thought he just hear? "Are you saying... you feel the same way...?"
"Well, yeah. I don't date people I don't like, mate. Haven't you figured that out yet?" He then grinned, even as his muscles seemed to budge at holding the box too long. "I mean, I told you before that I wanted you to ask me out again when you were sober. When you didn't, I figured you had forgotten our whole conversation."
"I did... for awhile. But I started to remember and when I did... I realized I was able to say what I wanted drunk, because sober... I was scared if I did... I would lose you completely..." Oliver looked away. "I probably sound like an idiot, don't I?"
Fred shook his head. "No, Oliver. You sound like someone who had every right to be nervous and scared. But what I don't get, is why you didn't realized what I was saying."
Oliver looked at the other, confused. "What do you mean?"
"I was saying I would be with you."
Fred looked away, a flush on his cheeks. "I mean, back on that night..." He then laughed. "I'm just stepping in it, aren't I?"
Oliver smiled, beginning to relax. �Well, does that still stand?� he asked softly. �Do you still want to be with me Fred?�
He nodded. "I suppose I had better be, otherwise I'd be making a right colorful ass of myself, wouldn't I?"
"But you always do that."
Fred glared, seeing as he couldn't do anything else with his hands full. "Gee, what a lovely boyfriend I've acquired. He calls me an ass after only being with me less than a minute.�
Oliver burst into laughter, though he was blushing. "Boyfriend eh? Well then I do have a right to call you an ass if needed," he teased.
He pouted and looked away. "That's cold."
Walking forward, Oliver took the box out of his new boyfriend�s hands and put it aside before pulling him into his arms. �Well then, let me warm you up a bit.� And with that he pulled the other into a kiss that heated both of them.
Fred's eyes widened for the briefest of moments, before he sank into the kiss, returning it with equal ardor.
Oliver couldn't believe this was happening. He was actually kissing his best friend. With a soft groan, he pushed Fred up against the shed, pushing his tongue into the other's mouth hungrily.
He groaned, content to allow Oliver to take all the control he wanted. He was, after all, older than him. He saw no reason why he couldn't allow him that control. He arched into his body, part of him awakening to new desires. All the while, his tongue teased and played with Oliver's.
Oliver allowed one hand to travel down the other's body, memorizing every inch. True, he saw Fred's body all the time in the locker room, but now he got to actually TOUCH him...
His other hand moved up towards the other's long hair, tangling his fingers into the long strands before pulling his head back gently, letting his mouth travel over his neck softly.
He allowed a deep moan to slip from his lips, even as he felt himself caressed. It had been every dream of his since he realized he had come to care for the brunette. Now that he had him, he had no clue what to do. So he just let him enjoy himself, feeling pleasure from every touch.
Finally, after much force, Oliver pulled away. "We... we should stop..."
Fred, dazed, hardly understood his words. "Huh?"
"Not here..." Giving him another heated kiss, Oliver pulled Fred off the shed. "Let's head back to my place."
Fred blinked a second before his mind cleared enough for him to understand what he was talking about. "Oh... yeah, sure. But the balls..." he motioned to the box.
Picking up the box with amazing ease, Oliver put the bludgers back into the shed and locked it. "There, done. Now let's go!"
"Show off," he mumbled, but moved over to him and took his hand. "But that's what I love about you Wood."
Oliver smiled and gripped the hand gently. �Come on, before I embarrass you.�
Fred smiled softly, still surprised. "I don't think you could ever embarrass me. I'm one half of a truly terrible pair."
Oliver stopped and turned, making the redhead bump into his chest. "Oh, so you're saying stripping you naked and taking you right here on the pitch won't embarrass you, am I right?" he murmured in his ear, his voice dripping of promise.
Fred thought about it for all of five seconds before that streak in him that allowed him to turn down no challenge, that made him push the limits of everything he knew, made him reply with a smirk crossing his lips. "I say ten dollars says you would be embarrassed by such a thing before I would."
A hand reached down and cupped Fred's already growing erection. "Oh really. Just because I'm reserved around others, doesn't mean I'm the same way in bed..." he purred in Fred's ear, licking the shell. "I've wanted you for a long time, and there's no way in hell I'm going to hold back, not even if someone catches us... Though the way I'm guessing, you're getting excited about the thought that someone COULD catch us."
Fred couldn't help the husky laugh that fell from his lips. Oh, Oliver knew he was a daredevil, but he didn't realize that challenging one of the Weasley Twins was about the same as asking the sun to rise. It was always well known they never turned a good one down.
"Oh, I LOVE the idea, love. In fact, I almost wish we could get caught. Just that that I can be caught proving just how much I love you," with those words, he reached out and returned the favor, cupping Oliver's own bulge. "Take me where you will, Oliver. If you really don't care."
While Fred and George always risked everything to be known as world class troublemakers, even Oliver feared what they would truly do sometimes.
Oliver just smirked as he pulled Fred into a bruising kiss as he pushed him down onto the grassy field, thrusting his tongue into his mouth with a low groan. Fred didn't think he would do it. He'd show him...
Fred was loving it. He accepted the bruising kiss without a qualm. He had no doubt in his mind that Oliver would take up his challenge. In fact, he had been counting on it. But he did know what Oliver was still a private person. Eventually, he'd apparate them to his place, because of that very fact. It didn't bother him in the least.
For the time being, he enjoyed the feeling of the cool grass at his heated back, seeping through his shirt. He loved the feel of Oliver above him, pressing him into the ground and ravishing his mouth. Most of all, he relished the taste of Oliver as his tongue seemed to be everywhere in his mouth.
Oliver took his time exploring his lover�s mouth, enjoying the texture, how rough his tongue was, but yet how warm and smooth the rest of it was. But really stood out was the taste of the chocolate frogs he knew Fred still had a love for.
�Mmm� still eating a chocolate frog everyday I see,� Oliver said as he broke the kiss and started to kiss down his neck. �Still a child at heart�� he teased.
He moaned softly, tipping his head back to allow him free access to anything he wanted. "Of course. You don't think I'd drop that vice of mine, now do you?"
Oliver laughed softly before nipping at his neck. "No, I think if you did, you wouldn't taste nearly as sweet as you do now." He swiped his tongue over the love bite he made.
He gasped softly, arching up toward his touch. "Nah, I'd still be just as sweet. But only to you."
"I would hope so. I'd probably get jealous if you were sweet like this to anyone else," Oliver murmured as he nipped him again right at the curve of Fred's neck.
He gasped once more, his breath catching in his throat. He then laughed and felt his challenging nature return to the surface, though all the layers of desire. "Oh, so my boyfriend be the jealous type. I'll have to remember that."
He then wrapped his arms around Oliver, pressing his heat close against himself. "I do recall you mentioning stripping me naked and taking me right here on the pitch, Oliver. Or were you teasing me with the promise of a good time?"
"Oh I don't tease, but it looks like its going to rain, and I don't want you getting sick, so I'm taking you back to my place," Oliver said against his neck, thanking the gods, his face was hidden, for it was pink with embarrassment. He didn't want ANYONE to see what they were going to do. That was something just for the two of them to share...
Fred looked up, blinking at the sky. "Rain? Naw. Besides, there is a charm that will keep us perfectly dry, Oliver. You are just embarrassed. It's okay to admit that much love, as long as it's only me you admit it to. I promise not to tease you about it."
Oliver turned red and looked up. "I just don't see why its anyone's business..." he mumbled.
Fred couldn't help but laugh, leaning up to kiss the red from his cheeks. "Oliver, will you at least admit that challenges are not smart to make to me? Once you do, you can take me to your place and ravish me to your heart's content."
"..... I won't challenge you anymore..." 'Unless I know I can do it and win,' Oliver added silently.
Fred smiled, but it wasn't a gloating grin. "Oliver, I'm sorry I got all 'out-there' on you. I suppose some things never do change. Even when some of us wish they could." He then hugged him close, kissing his cheek.
"Apparate us home, Oliver. I don't want to have you change your mind on ravishing me," he murmured into his ear, tongue flicking out to tease the outer shell of the ear his mouth was next to.
Oliver groaned, looking at his lover with love and need. The tease �I�ll never change my mind on THAT,� he said, kissing him against as he apparated them back to his house.
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(I know, very short, but I felt this was the best place to end. Is it just me, or has Oliver and Fred pushed themselves into the story? LOL. Anyway, email or review, but next chapter� ALL SMUT. Hee hee!)
Chapter completed November 30, 2005
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