°•Just Your Average Summertime Lovestory•° ((Perciver))

[.]I Can't Wait To Tell The Wizarding World[.]⚠SMUT ⚠

((CAMPING Pt:2/2)) !WARNING! SOME SMUT APPEARS IN THIS CHAPTER !WARNING!

Early morning sun rays beamed through the fabric of the tent, right onto Oliver's bare back, and where Percy's face should've been. Instead of on his pillow, Percy's head was snuggled against Oliver's chest,his hands around his neck, and Oliver was holding Percy close. 

Percy stirred due to his natural alarm clock still running from his early mornings at Hogwarts, and blinked, not realizing where he was at first, then seeing Oliver's sleeping face and remembering. He took a breath, enjoying the smell of Oliver-broomstick wax, the leather of a brand new Quaffle and cinnamon. 

Percy tried to quietly wiggle out of Oliver's arms, but Oliver just pulled him closer. 

"M' awake Perce, y'know that right?" He mumbled. Percy felt his face flush. "Right-Oliver-where's my shirt..?" Percy replied, after taking his hands away from around the scottish boys neck to fix his shirt. He knew he had put one on. 

"Dunno, you shucked it off last night at some point." Oliver said, still groggy. 

"Why would I do that-" Memories of last night came flooding back to Percy, and he quickly checked to make sure he had pants and boxers on, thankfully he did. 

"Go back to sleep Perce, it's only about 5:30am." Oliver intruded on his thoughts,  and Percy looked at him with a weird expression.  

"But I-" 

"Sleep." 

"Er-fine." 

Oliver felt Percy's arms reassume their position around his neck, and quickly fell back asleep, Percy on the other hand, and thinking about last nights events. 

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Last Night ((SMUT)) 
"Funny we keep meeting like this." Percy laughed, staring sleepily at Oliver.  Oliver rolled his eyes jokingly, and let out a chuckle. "If I can't make that joke why can you?" he asked, sitting up and looking at Percy. 

"Because it's ironic." Percy replied, yawning.  

"Ironic huh? Then I guess this is in order." Oliver grabbed Percy, pulling him close to his chest, and looking at him. Percy glared at him, but it was a mischievous glare unlike his normal mature glare. He gave Oliver a once over and leaned forward towards Oliver, close enough he could feel Oliver's breath on his lips.

Percy let out a breath, and surged forward, closing the gap. Oliver immediately  kissed back, pulling Percy's hips close against his, calloused hands slowly but surely making their way around his legs. Their kiss was becoming sloppier as hands roamed, Oliver's making it somewhere near Percy's inner thigh and Percy's  making it to Oliver's short hair.

Oliver broke the kiss for a moment, "Is the silenco charm still up?" He panted. Percy nodded, lips agape. "Good." There was a moment of silence. "Oliver, I want you to, uh, touch me." Percy mumbled, and Oliver nodded. "I was just going to ask."  He  recaptured Percy's lips and let his hand drag up further into Percy's shorts, ghosting over his dick. Percy let out a small exhale. Oliver's hand found the hem of Percy's boxers, and quickly pulled them down. The redhead let out a gasp as cold air hit his cock. "I'm hot." Percy groaned as the other man started slowly stroking him. Percy threw off his shirt. He vaguely heard it land, to focused on Oliver's hand speeding up. He threw his head back, letting Oliver kiss and suck his neck. These would leave marks for sure..

((End of Flashback))

Percy was thrown out of his thoughts when Oliver stirred again, the sun was now brighter and lit up the whole tent. He heard some movement outside and assumed it was his parents. He rolled onto his back, and let go of Oliver's neck, besides the one arm that was under Oliver's neck. Oliver opened his eyes, and stared at Percy, brown eyes meeting blue ones.