Pretty Good Taste - O/? - R
Title : Pretty Good Taste
Author : shocfix
For : shygryf
Pairing : oliver/anyone
Prompt : they reconnect in the aftermath
Rating : R
Words : 273


Pretty Good Taste
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Oliver returned to the bed he’d been lucky enough to snag in the confusion after the battle, wearing just boxers and a t-shirt and carrying the two coffees he’d been lucky enough to snag from an excessively nurturing house elf down in the common room.

He felt knackered but fantastic. Seems a war plus sex was even better than Quidditch.

He ducked between the bed curtains and climbed onto the bed. His bed mate opened a sleepy eye when the mattress dipped beneath Oliver’s weight and its fellow snapped fully open in surprise.

“Coffee?” Oliver asked, running an appreciative glance over the naked limbs being swiftly wrapped in sweat stained bed sheets.

“Mmm, definitely. Coffee.”

“I’m afraid I don’t remember how you take it,” Oliver said. “I guessed at three sugars.”

His conquest flushed and shrugged and smiled.

“’Cos I’m so sweet?”

“You tasted pretty good last night,” Oliver said, with a grin, pressing a kiss to the bare shoulder beside his.

They sipped their coffee in companionable silence, both remembering the events of the previous day.

Terror and danger culminating in death and resurrection and glory. And sloppy kisses and sweaty bodies and desperate frotting and a clumsy blow job. Oliver’s cock twitched at the memory of eager lips wrapped around it.

Hopefully there’d be time later for another go.

And for something more.

But for now they should both go downstairs and help with the clean up.

“I think your shirt is beyond repair,” he said, pulling his jeans on. “You can borrow my robe, if you like.”

“Thanks,” Ron said. “Your old Keeper’s robes were always a pretty good fit.”