nerdykitten07, "You lose," (Lisa/Fred R) (2/8)
Title: You lose
Author: nerdykitten07
CPE - Lisa/Fred 2/8
Rating: R
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: 19-Quitting
Word Count: 443
Summary: Quitting doesn't become Lisa, but it does end with good results.
Notes: Characters not mine. Beta'd by: lilydahlia
"That's it! I'm done! I'm finished! I can't take it anymore!" Lisa threw down her broom and stalked off the pitch, her Quidditch robes billowing out behind her in the October breeze. The tall redhead she'd left under the goals sighed and picked up her broom. She was quitting again. . . on more than one thing.
"Lisa!" he yelled, barging into the changing tent after her. "You can't just leave like that!"
"Yes, Fred, I can," the fifth year retorted, shrugging out of her royal blue Quidditch robes. She stood before him in her undershirt and pants, but those were quickly shed and thrown into her bag, leaving her in just her knickers. Modesty was nothing to them anymore, they'd explored every curve and line on each other's bodies more times than either of them could count. They both knew the each other's secret fears, desires, and guilty pleasures. They'd felt the other come deep and hard as their bodies rocked together. She knew him entirely as he knew her. He knew she wasn't going to leave and she knew he wasn't going to let her.
"No, you can't," he said, walked to her and grabbing her arms. "Lisa, we've been through this. You can't quit Quidditch, you're too damn good at it. And you're sure as hell not quitting us. I love you too fucking much."
"Fred, quit. I suck at Quidditch. And. . . you know my reasons for stopping us." She struggled to get free from his grasp, but he only pulled her closer and held her tighter.
"Yeah, I know. It's my seventh year and I'll be leaving and you don't want to have to deal with the separation. But you know what? It's October, Lisa. Graduation isn't until June, and then we have all sum-"
"But," she interrupted, but a finger was placed against her lips. She was fighting even though she knew she'd never win.
"Then I'll owl you, and see you in Hogsmeade and on holidays. We'll make it work." He looked into her eyes and gave her a lopsided grin. When she tried to hide her blushing grin from him he knew he'd won yet again.
"Okay, fine. You win," she conceded, trying to sound aggravated but failing miserably. "Now let go of me. I need to get changed."
Fred merely shook his head and sat down on the ground pulling her down with him into a passionate kiss.
~~~~~
As they lay bare on the floor of the changing tent, Fred buried deep within her, they both knew. Lisa would always lose, Fred would always win, and she would always try to quit
Author: nerdykitten07
CPE - Lisa/Fred 2/8
Rating: R
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: 19-Quitting
Word Count: 443
Summary: Quitting doesn't become Lisa, but it does end with good results.
Notes: Characters not mine. Beta'd by: lilydahlia
"That's it! I'm done! I'm finished! I can't take it anymore!" Lisa threw down her broom and stalked off the pitch, her Quidditch robes billowing out behind her in the October breeze. The tall redhead she'd left under the goals sighed and picked up her broom. She was quitting again. . . on more than one thing.
"Lisa!" he yelled, barging into the changing tent after her. "You can't just leave like that!"
"Yes, Fred, I can," the fifth year retorted, shrugging out of her royal blue Quidditch robes. She stood before him in her undershirt and pants, but those were quickly shed and thrown into her bag, leaving her in just her knickers. Modesty was nothing to them anymore, they'd explored every curve and line on each other's bodies more times than either of them could count. They both knew the each other's secret fears, desires, and guilty pleasures. They'd felt the other come deep and hard as their bodies rocked together. She knew him entirely as he knew her. He knew she wasn't going to leave and she knew he wasn't going to let her.
"No, you can't," he said, walked to her and grabbing her arms. "Lisa, we've been through this. You can't quit Quidditch, you're too damn good at it. And you're sure as hell not quitting us. I love you too fucking much."
"Fred, quit. I suck at Quidditch. And. . . you know my reasons for stopping us." She struggled to get free from his grasp, but he only pulled her closer and held her tighter.
"Yeah, I know. It's my seventh year and I'll be leaving and you don't want to have to deal with the separation. But you know what? It's October, Lisa. Graduation isn't until June, and then we have all sum-"
"But," she interrupted, but a finger was placed against her lips. She was fighting even though she knew she'd never win.
"Then I'll owl you, and see you in Hogsmeade and on holidays. We'll make it work." He looked into her eyes and gave her a lopsided grin. When she tried to hide her blushing grin from him he knew he'd won yet again.
"Okay, fine. You win," she conceded, trying to sound aggravated but failing miserably. "Now let go of me. I need to get changed."
Fred merely shook his head and sat down on the ground pulling her down with him into a passionate kiss.
~~~~~
As they lay bare on the floor of the changing tent, Fred buried deep within her, they both knew. Lisa would always lose, Fred would always win, and she would always try to quit