"From what I hear yeah, even the pro players are going to be allowed to play," Oliver grinned at the thought, he was ever so excited about his idea now. He was sure if the red head liked it that others would.
Oliver groaned as his body connected with the floor, his plan was for them to be standing, but obviously his mind was already on the red head he was holding and the position he wanted to be in.
Licking his lips as Fred began to remove his quidditch robes, Oliver began to tug at his own, struggling a little since Fred was on top of him, but he managed to get rid of his boots and gloves with ease. Arching his back Oliver wriggled beneath Fred, able to get the robes up his body before pulling them over his head, tossing them to the side out of the way.
Reaching up he ran his fingers up Fred's stomach, "I wanna be screaming out your name" He licked his lips as he looked up at the red head, Oliver's fingers searching for contact with his skin.
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