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

.[You Lied].

((TIME HAS PASSED SINCE LAST CHAPTER))

Sunshine pooled through the window of Percy and Oliver's dormitory. They had only half a semester left at their second-to last year at Hogwarts. They were cuddled in Oliver's four-poster, both sound asleep. Their roommates hadn't shown up to school due to the ever growing threat of Voldemort, so they knew they wouldn't get caught by anyone. 

Percy stirred slowly, blinking in the sunlight. Oliver was spooning him, their legs tangled together and Oliver's arms wrapped around Percy's body, admittedly, a little close to his groin, but he didn't mind to much. 

Oliver had been protective of him for most of the year, and it didn't help that Penelope wasn't getting the hint that Percy wasn't interested. At quidditch games she would cheer for Gryffindor no matter what, even if they were going against Ravenclaw. 

Without Oliver there to create a barrier between them, Penelope was a lot more hands on. Trailing her finger down Percy's shoulder, hugging him a little to close for friends when Gryffindor scored or won, holding onto his arm like she was scared when players even flew near the stands.  Oliver knew about this and always made sure that after matches he reminded Percy  who he belonged to by leaving love marks in places that would always be covered by Percy's robes, or at least, he tried to, but Percy was pretty sure Oliver didn't care where it was as long as he had it. More than once he had had to cast a charm on one to make it invisible.

Percy rolled over, honestly forgetting how close Oliver was. His nose hit Oliver's as he faced his lover. Percy could feel his warm breath on Oliver's face. Debating on the best way to wake up Oliver, as he had Quidditch practice soon before the match against Slythern. As he was debating, he felt Oliver shift slightly, and groan quietly, a sure sign he had woken up. 

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." Percy chuckled quietly. Oliver grumbled inaudibly, and opened his amazing brown eyes, staring at Percy. 

"And when did my prince wake up if I'm the supposed Sleeping Beauty." Oliver smirked, his voice deep and sleep filled.  That dang voice.  It was one of Percy's weaknesses, and Oliver knew that. 

"Tch-Pf, Hh, I've been up for like half an hour." Percy stuttered out, his lie blatantly obvious.  Oliver picked up on this like a lie detector. 

"You lied," Oliver chuckled, "I think this Sleeping Beauty is just dating another Sleeping Beauty." he mumbled, and smiled at Percy groggily.  Percy furrowed his brow at Oliver. 

"Well, you have practice, then a match. Time to get up." Percy smirked, wiggling out of Oliver's grasp and going to stand up. Oliver's hand darted out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him back onto the bed. 

"Not with that kind of attitude." he said,  and wrapped his strong arms around the smaller boys body.  Percy struggled to get out of his grip. 

"Let me up Oli!" Percy struggled. Oliver made a tch  sound and buried his head in Percy's neck.

"What're you doing, you prick-" Percy struggled. 
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He felt Oliver's hot breath on his neck as he laughed. He then felt a wet mouth being pressed against his neck. At first he assumed Oliver was just kissing him neck, but when it didn't go away he figured out what was happening.

"OLIVER WOOD! YOU STOP THAT RIGHT NO-oow~" he shouted, but Oliver bit his neck.

Percy tried to keep his composure, still trying to get away from Oliver.

"It's not even after a match, why are you deciding to do this now, and where everyone can se-ee-" Percy sharply inhaled and rolled his head back onto the pillow as Oliver licked down his neck.