Lips remained parted slightly as George's breathing slowed down, feeling lethargic yet extremely satisfied. He unwound himself from around the Slytherin, stretching out a little and then letting out a little hum of appreciation when the cleaning spell was cast. George rolled onto his side, allowing himself to be pulled closer to the older man, moving so his head rested in a comfortable spot on Marcus' chest.
"Mmm," he hummed in agreement, his eyes drifting closed, feeling comfortable and warm. And hand moved up Grumpy's chest, fingers drawing nonsensical patterns on the Chaser's bare skin. Even when feeling himself doze lightly, George was never completely still.
"I should let you sleep now," George wondered if he should go although making no move to do so. In all honesty he wanted to stay but knew that Marcus had a game in the morning so maybe leaving might be a good option to let the Chaser have a decent night's sleep - well, what was left of it, at any rate.
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