Inflame
They struck and fed the flames.
Hands roamed, mouths fought back and forth for dominance.
Red against Green, then Green atop Red; a tumbling pile of robes and arms and flashes of flesh.
One sparked a fire that consumed the other.
Rage turned to passion.
Chaser and Keeper.
Flint inflaming Wood.
I was reading this fic and the author mentioned both the Gryffindor and Slytherin Quidditch captains, and I just got JK's little name joke. Jeez its like she was begging us to slash them.