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Tweak says, "Get on with it!"

Melinda Bobbin (_melinda_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-13 23:52:00

Entry tags:

character: ben stebbins, character: bryn cadwallader, character: cho chang, character: marietta edgecombe, character: melinda bobbin, character: oliver wood, character: richard summerby, character: roger davies

RP: Ben's Birthday
Who: Ben, Bryn, Cho, Marietta, Melinda, Oliver, Richard(?), and Roger + any other plus ones that might be included
What: Celebrating Ben’s birthday
Where: The Muggle side of The Leaky Cauldron, the Indian restaurant down the street, and Wingbeat
When: 13. September - evening
Rating: NSFW – Language (perhaps)

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Melinda and Oliver (and Open?)

_melinda_
2014-09-17 10:23 pm UTC (link)

“Mm, well I adore you, so obviously everyone else do, too,” Melinda grinned, chasing his kiss a little, and her fingers caressing against the warm skin on his neck. Though she had always felt confident about herself, Oliver’s spur-of-the-moment way of thinking and his simply not giving too much of a damn about what people thought about him being affectionate in public had proven that maybe she had had a few reservations, although any and all of those were currently not present. How could she even consider wanting to hide this? The way Oliver was looking at her made her want the whole world to know how he made her feel.

“You know that the only ego I want to make bigger is yours, right?” Melinda chuckled. “Roger mmmay have danced too closely with every boyfriend I’ve had since school, which I might add isn’t nearly as many as it sounds like, but that’s not important. It’s either chased them away or proved them accepted by him.” It may have been a cheap trick, but it had worked wonders in the cases where she hadn’t been completely sure. That wasn’t the case with Oliver, though. Melinda knew and was beginning to think that even if he hadn’t been comfortable with Roger’s flirtiness, she would have wanted to make it work anyway.

Even with the heat of the club surrounding them, Melinda shivered under Oliver’s kiss. “I think it’s going splendidly so far,” she murmured to him. “I don’t think it’s the last time we do this. No, I hope this isn’t the last time we do this, and as much as I love being out with you,” she leaned in closer to him, a quick peck to his lips, “I also love the idea that I get to go home with you.”

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Melinda and Oliver (and Open?)

oliverwoodwould
2014-09-18 01:20 am UTC (link)

"You're the important one," he added, squeezing her. He leaned his head into her caresses and sighed in contentment. Yes, this was supposed to be a party, and he rather liked Ben of course, but more than that, he liked this feeling. It just felt comfortable and right. He grinned at the comment about Roger chasing suitors away. "Then sounds like any of them that were frightened off didn't deserve you one bit. Plus Roger is a fun lad, he knows how much I like him. But he'll have to live in jealousy since I'm all yours." He looked over at the Ravenclaw and shook his head. "Besides, I think he has other people on his brain."

He gave her a wicked grin and then pulled something out of his pocket. "By the by," he said, slipping the parchment into her pocket. "Had a little something done for you. Take a look at your leisure. The Puddlemere healers are all too happy to provide clean bills of health. Thought you might like that," he added, sheepish grin in place. He lowered his voice and brought his mouth to her ear. "Not that that means we have to...not use them anymore. But...well, one step closer if we don't. Want to. Or you don't, I mean."

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Melinda and Oliver (and Open?)

_melinda_
2014-09-18 07:45 am UTC (link)

“Charmer,” Melinda smiled with a slight shake of her head and grinned when he squeezed her. She wasn’t the important one, they were, she and Oliver, though she loved the sentiment behind it, and yes, she was well aware that she was being charmed. Maybe it was because she knew there was so much more to Oliver than the soppy comments – that really weren’t all that soppy, rather amazingly sweet and touching – and the flirting and the good looks. “To be honest,” she began admitting, “if I’d thought they were special I probably wouldn’t have let their reactions to Roger influence me, and I’m sure that if you’d run away screaming I would have run right after you and told Roger to stop being a git.” Following Oliver’s gaze, she grinned at Roger, before she looked back to Oliver. “Oh, you think?” she laughed. “He’s told you about those other people, too?” For some reason that didn’t surprise her. What did surprise her, was that with how many people knew about his feelings for Marcus, Marcus didn’t seem to get it.

Intrigued by his grin, Melinda looked to the folded piece of parchment, her own smile turning into an “Ohh,” of comprehension as Oliver slipped it into her pocket. She wanted to kiss away that awkwardness in his grin, it didn’t belong there, not when he had somehow managed to turn something as unromantic as a clean bill of health into a gesture that made her heart swell a little for him. Instead she leaned into him as he put his mouth by her ear. She closed her eyes and breathed in the warm, familiar scent of him, smiling when she felt his breath ghost over the shell of her ear. “I love it, thank you,” she said softly, kissing the spot just below his ear. “Mine is in the nightstand right by the bed.” She kissed his jaw, nuzzling the lobe of his ear. “We don’t have to not use them anymore, but now there won’t be any concerns or panic if things get…” Melinda smirked and dealt a gently nip to the lobe she had just nuzzled, “urgent.”

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