Oliver lay with his head on Marcus's chest, they were laying naked on Marcus's bed in the Slytherin dormitories. Oliver felt his eyes slowly closing even though he wanted to be awake and gaze into Marcus's eyes and feel Marcus's hand softly caressing his back. Which right at that moment was sending him off to sleep.
He could hear the sounds of Terence Higgs and Adrian Pucey in the bed nearby. If they kept going like that then sooner or later Oliver was sure the bed was going to break.
"We're not that loud are we?" Oliver's voice was so quiet and it took so much effort to get the words out he was so tired.
"No." Marcus whispered back kissing the top of Oliver's head. "Terry just likes it rougher than you."
A small smile slid onto his face.
"That one of the things that makes you prefect for me. Your delicate, I feel useful because I can protect you." Marcus whispered in Oliver's ear.
"I'm yours." Oliver send contentedly before drifting off to sleep in the arms of the man he loved.
Marcus watched Oliver drift off to sleep, smiling to himself as he pulled Oliver closer to him and followed Oliver off to sleep.