August 13 - A night out with the team

[reservekeeper]

Oliver turned the music on soft and tossed the towel that he'd been using to dry his hair onto the bed. Fred would be there any minute and he was late getting dressed. He'd worked his arse off during practice again today and had a few more bruises to show for it. At least they were going out with some of the team, so he'd not be the only one there

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[gredisfred]

Fred threw his head back and laughed. "It's such a good pain, though." He winked at Flynn, "The kind that makes you smile when you accidentally move just the wrong way." Fred wasn't entirely sure that Oliver would appreciate that comment, but it was a compliment as far as he was concerned.

[reservekeeper]

Oliver glared at Flynn. "You know, you shouldn't assume that he's the only one that bottoms. You'd be wrong." He wasn't sure why he said it, but he figured both Flynn and Holly would be shocked. He never bottomed. And they knew it.

[twisting_npc]

Holly tried to cover up the surprise in her face but she was sure she'd failed. He must really be head over heels. Oliver was very vocal and very forceful when it came to not bottoming. She'd never known him to let anyone else take the reins. "Oh. I'm... uh... sure he didn't assume that." He bloody well had, and she knew it.

[twisting_npc]

"Oh yes I did." Patrick was very glad he'd not been drinking anything at the time Oliver spoke or he was sure he would still be choking. "This particular part of the conversation, however, need not go beyond the four of us." He stared at Oliver as if he'd grown a new head. If Reese found out that he was putting out then... It simply didn't bear thinking of frankly. The Captain wouldn't be kind about it. He was rarely kind about anything.

[gredisfred]

Fred was watching them like one would watch a tennis match. The air around them was so much easier now that they'd changed the subject and gotten rid of that Reese person. Fred smiled and sipped his ale and watched them banter. It reminded him of a kinky version of his siblings.

[twisting_npc]

"You," he said, tilting his head slightly, "said you could have me any ole time." His voice did a wicked imitation of hers. Nonetheless he slid his hand back up her thigh until the tips of his fingers were brushing against the satin of her panties. He traced that line from high on her hip slowly inward and downward. "I think I could come up with a phobia or two."

[reservekeeper]

Oliver rolled his eyes. "No sex acts at the table. If you want that, either of you, you can leave. Or we can." He sipped his ale as well. "I can come up with a phobia or two also. Don't act like you aren't scared of anything."

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"Don't be like that," Holly said, frowning. "You're not a prude. I've done enough with you to know that." She smiled at Fred. "He doesn't mind. Do you Fred?"

[gredisfred]

Fred was left alone with Holly feeling a bit wrong footed. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean... So, two piercing's huh? Wow, that must have sucked." He blushed and shook his head. "I suck at being coy. Much better with jokes. You should really come to the shop. I promise not to bite. My brother's far more charming... well, most of them are."

[twisting_npc]

"Why are you sorry? You've not done anything to be sorry for," she said, smiling at him and glancing over at the other two at the bar. "They'll be fine. Just need to bitch at each other for a bit. They're worse than women." She sipped her drink. "The piercings hurt like a motherfucker. But they feel good now." She grinned. "I think you're doing just fine. And I can't imagine any of them being more charming than you. I promise to come by the shop, though. I can't wait to see it, actually."

[gredisfred]

"Pushed him into this," he said to his crisps, tearing off a piece of roast beef and popping it into his mouth.

"So tell me about the rest of the team. Are they all as lovely as you?"

[twisting_npc]

"Pushed who into what?" she asked, sitting back and smiling at him. "Wood? He looks to me like he'd follow you anywhere. I can't imagine you having to push him into anything."

She laughed. "No. I'm the loveliest one. The rest of the team is all right. You wouldn't like them as much as you do me, but that goes without saying. Smith is too cocky and Sims just follows whoever will lead him. Bryce is our fuck up. Took the crown from Oliver after you started whipping him into shape."

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Fred was having a hard time not laughing. "No worries, Keeper. It's not like I haven't been there myself." He grinned wickedly, "Should I tell the barkeep to hide the lamps, or are they only in danger from you." Fred reached over to squeeze Oliver's hand, letting him know that he was only joking and that he was actually having a great time.

Oliver rolled his eyes at Flynn. "No arguments, you're drinking water. You need it." Oliver took the glass from the waiter and handed it to Flynn. "Now drink," he said, his tone serious. "You're fantastic too, and you'll be better if you're not so hung over at practice tomorrow." He pushed a lock of Flynns hair behind his ear before turning to Fred. "Ha, ha. I only did that the one time and I swear the lamp was possessed. It was so not my fault." He squeezed Fred's hand back and smiled.

Holly laughed. "Good. So you are going home with me tonight, then?" She kissed his cheek. "You said you'd take me shopping tomorrow afternoon, buy me anything I wanted. I can't wait to go with you." She blew

[twisting_npc]

"You feeling all right, Wood? You never turn down food." She grinned at Fred. "This one will eat you out of house and home. I hope you were serious that the shop's done well. You'll need the finances just to keep him fed." She kissed Flynn's cheek. "Come on Patrick, I was joking. You know I'd rather take you home with me than anyone." Except you, she mouthed at Fred, giggling

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Fred looked over at Holly. "Truth? It was a hex that finally got me to admit out loud what I felt about him. Not Oliver's hex, mind you. Got in the way of a Death Eater who was trying to hex my sister. At that charity event. This man," he said, leaning to place a kiss on Oliver's head, "stayed with me. For days. Bushed my hair off my face and held my hand and fetched and carried and nearly made himself sick." Fred's fingers kept moving in gentle circles on Oliver's nape, thumbs pressing in when he found a knot. "We'd been dating before that, but that reaction is what convinced me." He smiled at her. "As to the rest of the team, like I said before, I'm two for three in thinking you lot are brilliant." To Oliver he said. "Things are going fine. I'm having a great time

[twisting_npc]

Holly smiled and nodded back, prodding Flynn in the side. "Come on love. You ready to take me home? You know I don't like being in that flat by myself at night, and I'm getting pretty tired

[gredisfred]

Fred made careful work of laying Flynn down on his sofa. He propped the man's head up with a pillow and then got a cloth to wipe his face. He was oddly innocent looking, Fred thought, like someone who needed taking care of. "Sleep well, Mr. Flynn."

Fred bounced back down the stairs smiling. "All tucked in." He grabbed Holly's hand and spun her in a circle before going to wrapp his arms around Oliver. "What do you know, we did bring her home with us."

[reservekeeper]

Oliver shook his head at him and smiled, kissing his lips softly. "Yeah, yeah. I still refuse to perform for her. She's seen it before, I'm not giving her a show tonight." He hugged Fred close. "Was Flynn all right?"

[twisting_npc]

Holly laughed as Fred spun her around. "I'm glad you brought me home. And if I can't watch tonight, can I come back tomorrow?" She grinned and batted her long lashes at them both. They were terribly cute together.

[gredisfred]

"You are as big a flirt as this guy," Fred said. He took a moment to kiss Oliver properly, licking at his lips until they parted. A few minutes later he pulled back. "I'm sorry, Keeper, but I missed kissing you. I'll be good now."

He turned back to Holly and threw an arm over her shoulder, throwing the other over Oliver's and led them both out of the back room. "Behold," he said, pausing just on the edge of the room, "our store." He took that one final step and the showroom flared with candlelight, not too bright, but just enough.