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Gift for midnight_birth: Punctuation (Oliver/Percy)
Title: Punctuation
Author: emiime
Recipient: midnight_birth
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1276
Warnings: None
Summary: Oliver speaks in exclamation points and underlines
Disclaimers: Nothing you recognise belongs to me.
Notes: Thanks to M for assuring me that this does actually work outside my own brain.


Oliver speaks in exclamation points and underlines Quidditch exclamation Percy exclamation Hurry exclamation Breakfast exclamation Hogsmeade exclamation

Percy speaks more deliberately Statement comma statement period Occasional question mark Rarely an exclamation point Underlines only when he wants to get his point across and then his speech is even slower and more deliberate

State

Ment

Period

He speaks to the younger students with words gentle enough not to frighten them but firm enough that they will know that he means business There is no reason to be out past curfew There is no excuse for setting fire to your bed curtains There is no way I can allow this to continue

Because I am your Head Boy Please stop questioning me

His feet are heavy on the stairs to the dormitory and inside Oliver is bouncing a Quaffle off the wall

Oliver please not now I have a terrible headache

Oliver is all right really because he stops He always stops when Percy asks like that in the tone he reserves for Oliver alone and Oliver smiles

This room is a haven for Percy He cannot count the times he has thanked Merlin and his lucky stars that it is only the two of them in their year in Gryffindor

Ron has to share a room with so many boys that Percy has no idea how he stands it But then again Ron has always been more sociable than Percy ever has been

But that matters not because when Oliver stops bouncing the Quaffle off the wall he sets it with reverence on his mattress and moves to where Percy has settled onto his own bed his patchwork quilt from home spread over its expanse

Oliver sits without being asked Are you all right Want me to send a Bludger towards anyone in particular

Percy sends a weary smile his way No thank you Oliver this is just one of those headaches I get You know the ones

He should know anyway Percy has been getting the headaches for seven years now

You should see Pomfrey

Percy shrugs No need for me to bother her for a headache It is the same thing he says every time he gets one of his headaches

Oliver touches Percy on his thigh and Percy shivers

Let me help you get rid of it then

Percy protests but his hand brushes against Oliver Seriously though Oliver I really do have a headache

Percy you know this has worked before I swear this is not just an excuse to

Percy laughs despite his headache To what

You know

A smile twitches at the corners of pink lips and Oliver grins Right then lay back

Percy nearly corrects him wanting to tell him I believe you mean lie but Oliver has a broad hand pressing against his thin chest and Percy allows himself to fall back against his pillow and lets Oliver slide his specs off

When Oliver kisses him the kisses happen in question marks

They have always happened in question marks ever since the first fluttering kisses during fifth year Ever since the week that they both had the dragon pox and were quarantined and Percy thought he would go out of his skull with boredom until they found a new way to amuse themselves

They were both sorry when the week was up But the kisses continued and they turned into more Hands roaming over skin rough and smooth Mouths exploring plains and valleys freckled and tanned Fingers tangling in hair coarse and fine

Everything is question marks

The hands and fingers write unasked questions on skin and the throbbing in his head quiets itself as if it knows that at the moment Oliver is far more important than some Gryffindor common room induced headache


Percy wonders sometimes if the question marks will ever go away to be replaced by decisive periods wonders if his hands and lips will ever say Here we are Love us

But for now fingers flutter and lips tremble and breaths are shaky between kisses and Percy looks up into deep brown eyes and glances away just as quickly

They never really look at each other during except for quick questioning glances

Worries about questions and punctuation are soon gone from his mind though as Oliver begins to explore with kisses and fingers unbuttoning and unfastening and humid breath against all that exposed freckled skin

Percy whines and bucks his hips It is as if something inside him that he has never fully explored takes over during these times Some sort of amazing animalistic thing Your Gryffindor lion Oliver said once when they actually talked about it I have one too you know

Yes Percy knows

He has heard it when Oliver closes his eyes and growls and groans Fuck Percy oh fuck through gritted teeth Has seen it when Oliver bends over him his bronzed skin glistening in the candlelight Has tasted it even when their mouths nip at skin and at each other

And when the lion inside Oliver and the lion inside Percy both rage that is when everything seems perfect if only for a moment

There are no headaches no responsibilities no worries no second years burning up their bed curtains only the two of them practising their particular punctuation there in Gryffindor tower Oliver in stuttering exclamation points and Percy abandoning punctuation altogether as Oliver breaches him first with a finger then with his Oh god Oliver

Percy never thought it would fit the first couple of times but it does as long as they use plenty of the slick stuff Oliver nicked from his brother and it turns out his fits into Oliver too


Oliver sighs and kisses Percy and slides home and Percy lets out a choked whimper They have only done this a handful of times and sometimes it hurts still but Percy knows he will end up feeling good He always does and he knows that Oliver does too

Because Oliver is selfish as selfish as Percy is maybe even more He probably loves Percy like Percy loves him even though Percy has never really let himself think the word love let alone god forbid say it aloud That would be certain death to their

Well to whatever it is they have up here in the tower on lonesome nights and headachey nights and on nights when the world seems like it will explode from the joy that passes between two boys kissing and gasping together

Fuck says Oliver when it is all over when seed lies spattered across freckled skin and when he has finally slipped his cock out of Percy and flopped beside him on the narrow bed

Fuck Percy mouths though he would never say it out loud He wraps his mouth around the word just like he would do around the hot hard length of Oliver and before Percy gets through a shuddering breath and long before he can reach to the bedside table to get his glasses Oliver is there his thick arms wrapped around Percy and he is mumbling something that Percy cannot quite make out

Years later Percy will remember all in a flash like lightning and ask and Oliver will blink at him and hold his gaze and in a rare moment of gravity he will say

Percy do I have to say it

I was maybe just a stupid kid then but that was the day I knew