Smut
You could say that your boyfriend was stubborn which was saying the least about that. He was dedicated, ambitious and loyal when it came to playing quidditch. I mean come on he was the captain and the keeper for Gryffindor. It came with a lot of responsibility. But also he just loved the sport which was a big thing for him.
So even when he was sick he would be out there playing and it did my head in. I mean you are going to be sick for longer if you just keep overworking yourself but my usually very smart boyfriend couldn't get that into his head.
I was sitting in the Gryffindor common room when George Weasley came in to paint. I look at him with my eyebrows raised. "You alright George. Shouldn't you be in practice? '' I asked him. He puts his finger up to signal to give him a minute to regain his breath before he stands up and turns to me. "Oliver is sick. Like I mean he has the chills, runny nose and all" he informs me and I groan putting my book down. "I told him to take the day off but did he listen. No ''I complained before grabbing my jacket and walking with George down the quidditch pitch.
When I get there I see Oliver at the side of the pitch coughing and whipping his nose. Fred sees me and waves over to us. "I had to force him to take a break for a minute. I think he should probably go and get a potion from Madam Pomfey" he tells me and I nod at him. "Thank you both. I'll look after him. Go back to practice ''I tell them. They give me a nod before getting back on their brooms and flying away. I sigh and turn to Oliver who is now looking at me.
"Where in me saying take the day off did you not get Oliver" I asked him as I put my head on his forehead. He sniffs. "I'm fine," he says, pulling his head away from my hand. "Yes well the fact that i can feel a temperature coming off of you is telling me otherwise Oli. Come on all you have to do is come with me to Madam Pomfey, get a potion, take the rest of the day off and you should be fine in a day or so. You are making this harder than it needs to be '' I try to reason with him. And he just groans and puts his head on my stomach and I rest my chin on the top of his head and give it a quick kiss.''I have a match in a few days against Slytherin. I can't take time off" he tries to explain but I shake my head. "I don't care about babies. And i don't think anyone else cares about that '' i say and lift his head by his chin and make him look at me. "All they care about is that their captain is healthy and able to play to the best of his ability and you certainly are not that at the moment" i try to joke. He chuckles a little before resting his head on my stomach again. "Come on. Lets get that potion and then we can stay in bed all day" i say. He nods and stands up with me.
When we get to Madam Pomfey she scolds Oliver for not coming to her sooner. "You Oliver Wood are too stubborn for your own good. Going out there in the cold to practice you are causing more damage than good" she scolds as she walks over to us with a potion in her hand. "I've said that to him Madame but he doesn't listen now does he? '' I say and he shakes his head at me with a grin on his face. "Yes well thank you for getting through to him Miss L/N someone needed to talk some sense into him" she thanks and i smile at her. "Now" she starts and puts a bottle out of Oliver. "Take this 3 times a day for the next 2 days in order to make sure that you definitely have all of the cold out of your system but i think you will be better before the match just as long as you don't overexert yourself anymore young man" she instructs and i giggle. "He won't Madame. Not on my watch ''I tell her and she nods. "Good. Now off with you two I have things to do" she says and we both laugh and stand up. "Thank you" we both say and leave.
One thing Madame Pomfrey had forgotten to mention was that the potion was going to make him very loopy. And I mean very loopy. "Oliver Wood, would you sit down for one minute so that I can take your shirt off so I can put on your pajamas? ' ' I tried to reason with him. He giggles. "Oh baby, I know what you are hinting at," he says, grabbing my waist and bringing me closer to him. I shake my head. "No Oli, I am not hinting at that. I just want to get you into something comfier ''I tell him. He smirks.
"What now Oliver?" I asked him. He shakes his head. "Nothing, just the fact that you look really good right now," he says and starts to mess with my clothes. I push his hands down and giggle. "No Oli we are not doing that now come on let's get you into bed" i instruct. He groans. "Cock-Block" he calls me and I laugh. He starts going toward his bed but turns to me and starts to suggest "maybe just a quickie" he says and I groan. "Oliver gets into bed" I scold and he scoffs and gets under the covers. I make sure that he is fully covered before leaning up and staring at him. "Ok you comfy" I ask. He gives me the look and I know what he is hinting at. I shake my head. "Now nothing like that Oli. Anything proper you want ''I ask him and he shakes his head. "Ok i have some work i need to get on with so i'm going to be down in the common room. I'll be up later now and go to sleep, Oli . ''I tell him and he nods his head before turning over and going to sleep. I sigh before leaving the dorm room and going downstairs to do my potions homework.
I went up later that evening with dinner for Oliver as he was still in bed. I knock on the door before opening it and walking in. I see Oliver lying down looking at the ceiling. He turns his head and sees me and smiles. "Hey you" he says and I grin while closing the door behind me. I set the dinner onto the bedside table and sit down next to him as he sits up. He looks at me and smiles. "So what have you been doing since I last saw you?" he asks. I shrug my shoulders. "Well I did my potions homework and started some of the rest but besides that not really anything. But one thing i can say is that i am happy to see you are not that loopy anymore" i say and he nods. "Yeah i don't remember much after taking the potion but i do remember saying that you look good" he recalls and i laugh. "Yes you did say that alright. More than once ''I tell him and he grins. He moves a piece of my hair out of the way and leans closer to me. "And let me tell you now you look very sexy right now" he compliments and I smirk knowing what he was implying. "Oh, am I Oliver?" I ask. He nods and learns close enough that our lips are almost touching. "Yes. Yes you are" he says before kissing me.
The kiss was heated to say the least. I could feel every cell in my body waking up and feeling like I was drunk. He pulled me closer to him to the point where I was pretty much on his lap. He groans and moves his hand down to my ass and pulls me even closer. I rise up on my knees and take my shirt off giving him a view of me in my bra. He gasps and grins. "So fucking beautiful" he says before fliping us over. He kisses my lips as he pushes me down into the mattress. He moves his lips down my neck as I moan at the touch of him on my skin. I put my hands on his lower back and pull it up over his head. He had a good set of abs. Not super defined but still there. I kiss his abs better and he moans. He lifts my head by my chin and I look at him. He moves his mouth down to mine again before grabbing my trousers and pulling them down then just leaving us in his sweatpants and my underwear. He moves his hand down my stomach and towards my core. I feel him put his fingers down under my underwear and stick 3 fingers into me. I groan. "So fucking wet" he whispers and starts to pump them in and out of me. I am a moaning squirming mess. He keeps pumping until I almost cum. He moves his hands away from me and I gasp. "No no please don't stop making me cum Oliver make me cum" I plead and he shakes his head. "You don't cumming unless it is on my dick baby" he says huskily and I groan. "Yes. Give me your cock Oliver. Give me your cock" i pleaded.
He gets off of me and moves his sweatpants and his pants down in one swift motion before he is back on me. Oliver takes his cock in his hands and inlines himself with my entrance before entering me. I gasp at the pleasure and put my head back. He starts to pump into me quickly and swiftly, making me arch my back in pleasure. As I get closer to my climax he grabs me and sits up with me in his arms. "I want you to ride me, baby. I want to see your face" he says and I nod. He moves backwards until he is on his back and I'm sitting once again on his lap. I start to move my hips grinding on his cock and he hisses. "Jesus baby that feels so good keep going" he pleads and I grin before starting to jump on his cock. We are both a moaning mess. I feel myself go over the edge and I fall forward grabbing the headboard and screaming his name. "Oliver" I scream as he groans my name and cum. "Y/N" he gasps and I fall fully with my tits in his face. We sit for a second regaining our energy before getting off of his cock and falling next to him on the bed panting. He looks over at me and laughs. "You are a phenomenal baby," he says. I laugh and turn over, putting my head on his chest and listening to his heart. "If you say so" I say before closing my eyes and going to sleep.
Not too long after I am awoken by gasps and howling. "Oliver you naughty boy" a voice says and I groan. Should have cleaned up.
