August 26th - Morning

[gredisfred]

They had ended up back at Fred's flat, curled together on the ridiculously tiny bed. Fred had spent a bit of time in the workroom restocking and had then crawled into bed and fallen asleep with his head on Oliver's shoulder

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[gredisfred]

Fred twined their legs and wrapped both arms around Oliver. He kissed him as if he hadn't kissed him in weeks. "Not better, but yet another version of perfect."

[reservekeeper]

"Beautiful," Oliver said, pulling away finally and rubbing their noses together. "So a big bed, then? Silk sheets? Or egyptian cotton?"

[gredisfred]

"Huge bed," Fred said, kissing him again, "orgy size, although it's always gonna be just us." Fred kissed him again, hands moving idly on Oliver's skin. "Cotton. Silk is too slippery. And too girly."

[reservekeeper]

"What's wrong with girly?" Oliver teased, almost purring at the soft stroking fingers on his flesh. "I'm girly and you still love me. And I'm slippery." He grinned at him. "Cotton it is. CAn it be pink?"

[gredisfred]

"Pink makes me impotent." Fred kissed him back and then pouted. "See, I got nothing."

[reservekeeper]

"Nothing would make you impotent," Oliver said, sniggering. "You're just as horny as I am." He sucked Fred's full lower lip into his mouth. "You got me. I'm not exactly nothing."

[gredisfred]

Fred curled around him and clung. "Everything. My everything, that's what you are. Merlin, I miss you when you're gone. Never leave me yeah?" It was a stupid, girly, unprovoked thing to say but Fred didn't care.

[reservekeeper]

"You're sweet," he whispered into his hair, holding him tight. "You never need to miss me. I'm always here. And I'm not crazy enough to leave you, love. I promise."