He spins his head arround, and nods it slightly, smiles smudgely like some really important official when he sees me.
I'm smilling wide and lingering my way to him.
"How's everything here?" He waves his hands arround my rare plants display.
His voice as deep as usual, enchant me each time he sounded it. Even his heavy early puberic voice always attract innocent me as if i would follow him arround all day long from the first time i heared it in the school. Others may called him pompouse prefect, but his serious demeanor, really make me feel save and secured under his lead. And somehow that pompouse like behaviour seems cute for me.
My luck that professor McGonagall also appointed him as my special mentor to catch up my awfull marks on the first days arround the school.
"Splendid. The Ministry should do this every year." I shout cheerfully before I reach him.
The expo not just connect me with new acquitances arround the world, but also boost my nursery sales more than 500%.
"You see, Nev, that is already on my program. So, you'd better prepare your kids well or i'll kick you out of this free stands."
"Sir! Yes, Sir!" I saluted him in military voice.
He rolls his eyes, and about to continues his inspection to other stands as well. I race my pace and purposely brush our hands when i get passed him.
His pinky finger expertly caugh mine in a brieft.
"Need another thirty minutes arround." He breated to his notepad in whisper.
"Cant wait anylonger..." I needely whisper him back as if blowing some bug from my shoulder.
"I'm working." His voice a little bit raised.
"What is your asisstants job actually? You do each works!" I scolfed.
"Be a good kid and dont bother me when I'm working." He said terselly.
"Yes, sir..." I'm frowning dramatically.
He smiles and continues to walk to another stands.
His confident strides always make me in awe. Either way back then when he was our prefect in my first year at the school, our Head Boy on my third year, or nowadays as the youngest head of International Magical Trade and Corporational Departement and leads his staffs.
Its a working day, so after the stands get opened for the visitors, there seems would not as many as visitor for a few hours earlier. I would able to leave the stand under my staffs' care for a few minutes later when he come back to me.
He'd better really come back for me. I start feel annoyed on his absense for days from my bed. Everytime I come to him, he always so bussy.
I never able to protest his mad working attitude. I know better to shut my mouth and be patient with what he able to spare me. The last time somebody asked him to reduce his works, that person demoted as his ex instead.
"You come to me knowing how i'm working and you made your way for us to be together. Why should I sacrifice my work for you?"
No, i will never let that cute pompouse prick say that to me.
He also never mind how I work either.
Everything had been double checked. Plants supremelly arranged on display. My staffs have been ready on their post in their bright red and yellow uniform. We're ready to await any visitor after the hall's door being opened in a few more minutes.
I make my way back to my temporary office behind the stand. My secretary had prepared my breakfast and stuffs i need to check on my table.
I ignore the egg sandwich, and just sip the cofee a little, and sit on my chair.
My breath got uneven as I close my eyes and his image dancing on my mind. Damn, I really miss him.
"Trevor, come... Come here..." I tried to reach it under Oliver's bed.
My hands wriggling and almost catch it.
"You need to sleep at least a few hours, Ollie. Or you would not able to ride your broom tomorrow."
The bedroom door thumped open when he pushed Oliver inside. I was just too surprised, and freezed on the spot. Would they angry I get in without permission? Bad Trevor, it always wondering arround...
"I need to fix my strategy one more time." Oliver voice contain heavy worries.
"You've rehearsaled it so many time. Its excelent. I would kick Fred and George my self if they messed it up. Now you really have to sleep."
"I will not able to sleep. I'm too nervous..." Oliver whimpering in the door frame.
"Come over here."
He pointed his bed and Oliver obey him, sit beside him.
"Turn arround."
Oliver obey him again, turn his back to him.
He started to knead Oliver's shoulder gently. "I saw Bill did this to Charlie when he got nervous."
He knead it harder, and Oliver humming, tilted his head down. He didnt seems get relaxed though.
Oliver turn his body facing him again. He hold Percy's hands. They're starring each other for a while.
"I know better way to be relax." Oliver's voice get heavier.
He's sit stiffled. His eyes got widen when Oliver lean his body closer to him.
"Would you do that for me?" Oliver wispering when his face just an inch from him.
He's not avoiding him. He's not even get mad to Oliver's brazen move.
"I'm not Charlie." His voice quivering.
"Obviously. Why would I think you're Charlie?" Oliver's lips still so close to his.
"Because you fancy him."
"My adoration to him, would not confuse me between you two."
"You want him. Not me."
"No. I want you, not him."
"Because he is not here."
"If he's here, I'm not sure I dare to do this..." Oliver touched their lips brieftly, still not sure with his real feeling.
"I want you, Perce. Only you. Always only you." Oliver's adding, give him his famous convincing gaze, his toned voice heavy with lust.
I like Oliver's voice, scott accent, and his way to talk, its so attentive, reassuring, and warm with dramatic expression.
I dont know wheter I'm happy my two favourite boys get together, or sad that its not me who dare to approach Percy. I know i will never be a quiditch captaint nor a top marks prefect and Head Boy. I will forever out of his league.
"Really? Why?" His voice get softer.
"Really... Really. Because I love you..." Oliver's start kissing his ear.
"Why?" He closed his eyes, his body get relaxed, start accepting Oliver's effort.
"Why what?" Oliver's voice get coarsed and his breath start getting faster.
"Why do you love me?"
"Because you're lovely..."
Sudenly he's chuckling on Oliver's answer.
"Why do you laugh?"
"What kind of reason is that? You love me because I'm lovely!"
"Uh... I'm sorry, Sir, but I'm not the brainy one arround here..."
His breath start getting faster too when Oliver nibling his red ears and his face flushtered pink.
"Lovely..." He said the word dreamily while Oliver start to unbutton his pajama.
"Lov... Uh... Ollie, I think you killed my brain cells as well. If i failed my OWLs, I'll hex you really..." Now his hands start to clutching Oliver's front pajama as their breath get faster.
"Tomorrow you will wake up with 200% new brain cells."
Oliver kissing his freckly thin neck, while he's too start to panting.
"You always drolling when you starring at Charlie while he's washing under the shower..." He's pouting his lips.
"I tried to figure it out how do you looks like without any clothes on."
I didnt even realized when did Oliver bent him to his pillow while Oliver kissing his each revealed skin while they both had shrugged their pajama shirt aside. Their body are contrasting each other but looks complementing each other. He is lanky, lean, and looks fragile. Oliver's supporting his well build muscled body with his arms, so he wont crush that delicate figure underneath.
"Charlie is different from me. Bill looks a lot of more like me."
His beautiful fingers grip Oliver's taut biceps while Oliver kissing him further down to his pale skin. Their skin contrasted beautifully. Oliver's sun tanned on his milky one.
"I didnt dare to look at him. He is a lot of older than us. And I havent get my curiousity about your body yet back then."
His sexi moans filling the room while Oliver kissing his chest. He lost his grip on Oliver's arm, and now clutching the bed sheet while his body arching up, trying to get his member some connection to Oliver's body.
"But you dare to look at Charlie?"
"He enjoyed being adored."
"Indeed. He is. He even let Fred and George look at him."
"Why it supposedly not?"
"Well... We are siblings. Its just... Oh, Ol..." His voice trailled off when Oliver nibling his nipple.
His moan sauced by Oliver's loud lick on his breast. My thing have been hardened.
"You never get naked in front of your siblings?" Oliver shift to lick another side.
"I did, but that was when we all still little kids and shameless. We used to shared bath in the same bathtube while we splashing each other."
Damned it, his words mingled with some moan. I feel the urge to stroke my self, but i'm too afraid to get caught, so I clenched my fist tried to ignore my misserable member down there.
"Some peoples dont think naked in front of their family is shameless."
"Would you naked in front of your mother or father?"
"They've seen me all naked in the first seconds I born. They've been bathed me, changed my nappies..."
"Now?"
"In front of my father, may be. Not in front of my mother though."
"I never dare do that to my father as long as I could remember..."
"Why?"
"I dont know. I just feel inaproriate. My father never get naked in front of us. Neither Bill. So I just think, older men doesnt show it to the youngers, or grown ups just dont showing arround."
He got his point on that. Ever since I saw him half naked, I started got dirty dreams. I splitted mind between guilty and shame.
"But I think its really better for you to not showing your naked body to your sibling."
"Why?"
"Blood relation may not even able to stop them bewildered on your beautifull body... Its just... Oh, Perce... You're so beautifull."
Oliver pull his self a little bit away to adore his lean torso which decorated with interesting freckles and a faint line of red hairs down and hidden under his pants.
100% agree to Oliver. I grinned my self.
"You know, I feel offended instead happy with that. Why would I looks beautifull, I'm not a girl."
"You're beautifull boy. Now, would you feel inaproriate to be naked in front of me?" Oliver caresing his hairline, unpatient to stroke it all way down to where its end. He trailed it with his tongue, while his hand rubbing the hard figure under the pants.
"No..."
"Good..."
Oliver let out some moan between his kiss, and they moans louder when Oliver shrugged his pants down altogether with his underwear.
I finally see his. As red as his ears, sprang long beautifully, while Oliver adoring it in awe.
And surely my wet dreams would get wilder. Luckily our bed has all four side closed with those curtains so my room mates never saw I'm wetting my bed. With my fervor to the teachers, they may think I just pissed it instead of early puberty.
"Beautifull, Perce. More than I ever imagine..." Oliver cares it delicately.
I agreed Oliver again.
"How do you imagine it?"
"I dont know. Like Charlie's I think."
"I'm higher than Charlie. He is burly and taut. Ours very different."
"Yes. His not as long and red as yours. I think yours would be like all other your skin colour." Oliver still cares it in adoration.
"Of course it is, Ol, when no blood fill it and rushes all arround it."
"Yes, I should realize it, how easily your ears get red, its supposedly how your thing must looks like..."
Oliver touch the tips that twinkling some precum, smeared it arround while carefully caresing the side. His breath and moans get louder. His waist rolling trying to savouring Oliver's touch. Oliver wrap his hand arround it, pump it up and down, make him whimpering eraticly.
Oliver hungrily catch his lips as if his moans taste so delicious, while his hand keep pumping him.
Oliver's pants've been shrugged down either without I realized when did they do that, now his hands also wrapping Oliver's and pump it while their legs entwined each other tried to lock their side by side position as close as possible while their waist move in sinch.
I stuffed my fist to stop any sound out when I feel my own burst on their frantic pumping race while his moans muffled on Oliver's shoulder. Oliver's moan now filling the room louder.
Their cries topping each other while their cement spurred out, mixed on all over their bodies.
They rolled to their back, while their breath still panting hard. They hold each other's hand.
"Lovely..." He close his eyes in deep satisfaction.
"You do... I love you, Perce..."
"Hummm..."
At that moment, Trevor just decided to escape my hand and leaved from under Oliver's bed. I shrug my body deeper.
"Thats Trevor." I heard him chuckling.
"Thankfully that Trevor. The owner may freaked out if he saw us." Oliver also chuckling.
If only he knows... I crumpled my body as small as possible.
"Should I fetch it and give it back to Neville? He always worried if his pet get away. Poor little boy.
Aw, I never think that he really cares of me such's that much. My heart got warmer.
"Nah. Let it be. The owner will find it eventually when he wake up later. You, stay here. Hummm..." Oliver's voice muffled while he's giggling.
"Thats ticklish, Ol..."
"I was kissing here before and you enjoyed it."
"May be I was too turned on so I didnt really feel the ticklish... Now, stop it."
"Or what?"
"You may not even able hopp on your broom tomorrow."
"The match is today. Midnight had passed a few hours ago."
"Oh Merlin. So sleep now." He pull up his blanket and covering both of them.
"Hmmm." Oliver lock his arms on his waist and start dozed off.
I waited until their breath get slower, and after I sure they really fall deep sleep, I crawled out from under the bed. Their clothes all scattered, some even dropped to the floor. I feel relieved that they didnt even bother to gather it before they fall asleep, or I've get caugh.
I find Trevor still outside their door. I fetch it and sprint to my own room.