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Oliver Bloody Wood (oliverwoodwould) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"I prefer you naked as the day you were born, but fine, play the tease. It only just spurs me on," he retorted, though he shrugged his shoulders at the comment about Harry. "He seemed a bit...playful when I was dancing with him and Susan, but I guess perhaps he's more used to seeing me being naked anyway. Not that I look exactly the same as I did in school. Not that I care what a bloke thinks when I've got a beautiful lass waiting for me." Oliver was pretty terrible at this whole being heterosexual thing. Really, he just liked being adored.

Oliver shrugged his shoulder at the question, cuddling more into his friend. "A bit, yeah. We got to talking on the journals and then I gave her a romantic birthday kiss and it just sort of spiraled from there," he explained, happy grin plastered on his face like a bit of an idiot. "And ho, if I didn't know you better I'd think you were trying to fatten me up. I love all kinds of noodles and rice not to mention chicken of all sorts. You spoil me, darling." He summoned a carton of food and a fork and tucked in, even as Roger talked about MArcus.

He nudged his friend. "You two are like a couple of lovesick ponies. Don't be a tit, just kiss him. Even I can tell you have sexual tension you could cut with a knife. I don't understand the eyebrow obsession, but fucking go for it mate, and do it before you explode and ruin my appetite."