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Roger James Timothy Davies (rogeringdavies) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-11 00:00:00

Entry tags:

character: oliver wood, character: roger davies

RP: In which Oliver Wood is the worst at being heterosexual
Who: Roger and Oliver

What: Dinner, movies, shameless cuddling

Where: Roger's flat, Mayfair

When: Wednesday Sep 10, 7:30pm

Rating: NSFW for language

Roger Davies was determined. Oliver was coming over and Roger would not just be getting out of the shower when he arrived. At least that was the plan. He was vaguely worried that Oliver's new relationship with Melinda would have spontaneously made him start being punctual, but that was too strange a thought to consider.

It was thus to his great disgust that their was a knock on the door, just as he got out of the shower. "This is getting fucking ridiculous," he muttered crossly to himself. "I bet this wouldn't happen if Alicia or Melly or Cho were coming over, but nooo my womenfolk have apparently abandoned me to live their lives and maintain their gainful employments."

Still muttering irritably, he padded across the flat and opened the door. "I swear I'm not actually a slut, I just can't seem to stop getting out of the shower when my friends arrive," he said to Oliver by way of greeting. "Come in and make yourself at home, I'll be right back." Quickly, he dashed into his room, threw on a pair of grey sweatpants and a pale blue Appleby shirt, and dashed back out again. "Hey you," he said, moving in to give the other man a giant hug. "How's tricks?"

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rogeringdavies
2014-09-16 08:26 am UTC (link)

"Of course you do, I am irresistible to all who come before me. Also those who cum on me." He snorted, but nodded. Maybe that was why Harry was so affected. "Watch it, Wood," he teased. "That beautiful lass is one of my best mates."

Roger cuddled Oliver back and returned his friend's grin with one of his own. It was nice to see Oliver let more of himself through with someone, and Mel with her razor sharp bullshit detectors and no nonsense approach could be exactly who Ollie needed. "Good, I'm glad. About time someone made an honest woman out of you," he added, with a wicked grin. "Oh please I don't want to fatten you up, I want to make you so full and content that you finally fuck me like I've always wanted," he said, chortling and summoning some food for himself.

He snorted contemptuously. "I'm lovesick, I doubt he is. I'd love to kiss him but that might end with newly broken ribs."

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