Snack Time [Yorick]

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Ollie wasn't usually the type to snack, he was trip, vain and fit. but every now and then the mood took him. He'd get hungry, and he'd learned a while ago that the House Elves who worked in the kitchens prided themselves on being accommodating.  When he did want to sneak a treat for himself he would make his way down to the basement and request something from the house elves.  This was one of those days where his stomach was growling. Ollie descended the stair case and entered into the kitchens. As the elves moved to accommodate and welcome him, to offer him treats and to ask what they could do for him, Ollie shoo'd most of them away, but he did help himself  to a meat pie. He sat quietly in the corner,  enjoying the snack. thinking about what he might do for the rest of the day. He was on the prowl as usual, but there weren't too many guys he had his eye on just now - nobody in particular anyway. Boy-crazy Ollie didn't have too many other interests.

He was just getting ready to write today off when he heard the door open again, looking over. He half expected to find a professor who would tell him to move along, then his attention turned to the Hufflepuff boy. Tall, dark, handsome. Ollie was captivated. He'd seen Yorick Shacklebolt before, but never particularly closely. As he saw the other now, his hand ran through his hair and he offered his usual enchanting grin. "Hey, you." He purred,  more or less abandoning his treat on the spot. This was the son of the former minister for magic after all... Some things were more important than snacking. Ollie got back to his feet and made his way toward Yorick. "Looking for something to eat?" He asked, his tone was flirty, his sentence drizzled with innuendo. He was hoping that the dark-skinned male just might take a metaphorical bite out of him. 

[yorick shacklebolt]

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Alone. Thats all that Yorick wanted. He wanted to be left alone so that he could focus on revising for exams. It was April after all, and their exams weren't too far off... being the first week June and all. So the dark skinned Hufflepuff left the common room for a place of true solitude and care... after all the house elves made sure that there were snacks close at hand.

As he walked in however he saw exactly what he hadn't expected to be seen...  another student in his study hangout. He kinda stood there, his schoolbag slung over one shoulder like a dementor facing a patronus.  It was the last thing he wanted to see. Another student when all he wanted to do was study and as such, Ollie's advances went above his head.

"Uhh no thanks... I actually came here to study... you know because I dont want to flunk my exams..."

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Yorick was cute, oblivious... That had a strange appeal to Ollie slowly Oliver stepped forward gripping the other's jacket with a sultry sort of grin. "Maybe we can be study buddies..." Ollie said with a grin slowly pressing himself up against the other for just a moment. would that give him the idea? Either way, Ollie stepped back from the attractive, dark-skinned male. Slowly he returned to his seat wearing a pout on his on his handsome lips, as he dripped Veela charm, his eyes taking Yorick in all over again.

Ollie contemplated Yorick, that flirty grin never leaving his lips. This boy was the minister's son after all... His older sister was a Ravenclaw, and he was a Hufflepuff Ollie supposed that he would take his studies seriously. That wasn't going to discourage ollie easily though. "There's no harm in taking a break honey. I bet a badger like you has been working hard all year... You can afford some time off." He suggested gently, biting his lip a little as he eyed the other. Ollie was definitely hung up on the other.

"Come on, Yorick." he intoned, playfully.

[yorick shacklebolt]

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He couldn't explain it, but for some reason he found himself unable to look away from the young man before him. He had never encountered a veela before... let alone a male one, so the concept of a veelas attraction working upon him never occured to him. All he knew was that for some reason the young man had captivated his attention  and caused the room to feel entirely empty of life.

His mind went blank whilst Ollie's words struck a chord with him. Maybe it was possible to work too hard? The words had hit him like a truck and soon he found himself handing his school bag to a near by house elf to baby sit. His mind churning trying to figure out what he could do to keep Ollie from leaving the room.

His mouth opened and closed several times as he tried to speak but his voice failed him. Instead all he did to show his agreeance was a nod. The son of the ex-minister for magic had taken the bait hook line and sinker and there was no telling where he was going to be lead.

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Ollie wasn't even consciously working his charm. That was the problem with it when you were a flirty veela...Especially if you didn't know what you were. In Oliver's case he didn't know at all. His part Veela father had never been a figure in his life. He had slept with his mother and oblivated her. Not that Ollie even knew that much. As far as he knew, he was just charming, and had away with guys. So he felt no shame and no apprehension when he moves in, pressing himself close up against the dark-skinned male before him and slowly removed his jacket, sliding it down. It was a nice jacket, so he was gentle with it slowly sliding it away and setting it to the side of them. "Come on, relax for me. You're not going to fail your exams." Ollie told him gently, trying to be almost comforting, as much as he was enticing.

Ollie was definitely into it, but the thing was he wasn't selfish. "Maybe I should massage your shoulders. I bet you're all kinds of tense from all that hard work." He offered the other, planting the first kiss gently on his jaw. Yorick was a bit bigger than Ollie and he appreciated for a moment how nice it would be to have the larger, stronger guy around a little more often... As well as just how attractive that size was. Ollie ran a hand gently over the young man's shoulder now. "Why don't you find somewhere to get comfortable?" Ollie suggested.

If the young man had known that veela charm was exuding form him, things might have been different, perhaps he'd gotten straight to it, but more likely he would have been nervous about doing anything, trying to make sure that Yorick was up for it. Luckily for Ollie, Ignorance is bliss.

[yorick shacklebolt]

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There was something alluring about the boy and he couldn't quite put his finger on what exactly was drawing him to the young man. He had caught himself checking out other boys once in a blue moon and occasionally even wondering what it would be like to find himself in bed with one of them but he had never found himself in such a state.

A blush spread across his dark features as the boy moved close to him, his body purpously dancing a dance he never remembered even learning against the other boy's. Almost as if he was trying to show off how toned his body was. He didn't just work hard to pass his OWLs but also worked hard to stay in shape.

He couldn't explain it but there was an overwhelming need to be something that he wasn't. If he was himself then Ollie would leave, just like those before him. So rather than taking a seat upon an upturned milk crate, he found himself pushing food that the elves had worked hard upon off the edge of the table and upon the floor, clearing a space for him to sit upon.

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Ollie found himseelf increasingly drawn to Yorick. Was it his silence, his obedience, his handsome features, or all of it? Ollie couldn't say, He don't really care about the why of it, hee just wanted to satisfy himself, and Yorick both. He didn't yet remove Yorick's shirt, instead he followed theo ther with his eyes as he cleared away the table. He was a little amused by the disregard shown for the elves, though he still managed to shoot them an apologetic glance - honestly house elves, particularly the ones at Hogwarts who worked by choice weren't going to complain though. This was their bread and butter in a lot of ways. More work for the elves meant busy, happy elves.

Ollie positioned himself on the table watching the other on his milk crate, he leaned down and slowly began to massage his shoulders. Even through his shirt, that was enough for Ollie's thoughts to grow a little more adventurous... He was right though Yorick was tense. The poor guy must have been trying so hard to grow up to be his gifted father. Ollie didn't know that stress but he could imagine it was a lot of pressure to live up to, and despite his self-interest in the situation, he still wanted to make the other young man's life that much better for having been around him.

"You've barely said a word, honey. How does this feel?" Ollie asked as he kneaded the other's shoulders gently. He was just getting warmed up.

[yorick shacklebolt]

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As the massage started he found his eyes closing, his head tilting backwards slowly as the massage began. There was no describing how good that massage felt. As the massage continued he found himself biting his lip more and more, trying to prevent a natural response to the relief that Ollie was providing for him. All that effort was for naught though as Ollie's question distracted him.

A low moan left the boy in response.

No words, just an instinctual moan. It did however cause him to have a wave of relief roll through him. He wasn't hiding anything anymore, and that relief alone made him feel that much more relaxed. 

"Don't stop..."

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Ollie had no intention of stopping. He was having fun and he was enjoying making Yorick feel good as well. He continued to massage the other's shoulders, whispering into his ear. "Don't worry. I'm not stopping just yet." He whispered to the other, nipping his ear playfully before he moved to work the other's neck. "How does that feel?" He asked gently, still whispering, unabashed by the elves working around them. Ollie was somewhat used to attention and the elves actually seemed delighted to be flying into action and cooking more, finding a work around to the presence of the two boys.

Soon the massage needed to progress and that meant clearing enough space for Yorick to lay down. As Ollie finished working the other's neck he called an elf over to clear the table and the creature flew into action making space for them. He grinned as his veela charm flowed from him. "Are you ready to lay down for me, honey?" he asked Yorick with a smile.

[yorick shacklebolt]

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If you had asked him at the beginning of the day if he would ever moan due to something a man did to him, he would exclaim to the world that it never would happen, but as Ollie continued to work away at the knots in his shoulders and neck more followed. He never ever thought that something so simplistic would feel so nice! In fact, he had always thought massages would be more painful than they were pleasurable.

In fact it almost made him wonder why his father didn’t get massages more –

He stopped in the middle of that thought line a shiver running down his back at the realisation of where his father probably got his massages done and it wasn’t exactly something that the fifteen-year-old wanted to think about. In fact no child ever wanted to think about that very thought regardless of age.

He attempted to stop thinking, slowly returning to the thoughtless land that Ollie had brought him to, and in the spirit of that he didn’t even think that this massage could be Ollie’s attempts at starting some sort of relationship with him. In fact when Ollie told him to lie down he did so with no hesitations. He was in desperate need of finding that place of escape once again. That land that he had found with that moan.

“Do you do this often?”

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That was an interesting question. Did Ollie do this often? I suppose that defended on what this was? Did Yorick mean giving hot guys massages? did he mean generally getting physical with other guys? Maybe this specific situation. Ollie decided that the meaning in question was whichever one would favour him. "This is the first time." He said with a grin and it was true. He'd never massaged another guy in the kitchens on a chance encounter. Ollie continued to work the tension out of the dark-skinned youth's body.

Ollie was thinking remarkably similar thoughts to Yorick, though he didn't know it. Was this going to be some step toward a relationship? He didn't know what to make of this. When it started it was probably going to be nothing, but Yorick was handsome, and adorable in his own way. Where the similarity stopped was that Ollie wasn't thinking about family at all. His mind was firmly trained on Yorick.

"Feel good?" He asked, dripping with Veela charm as he leaned down kissing the other's cheek gently before he slowly continued staring down at the other's body. "I bet a handsome guy like you probably gets attention like this all the time though, huh?" He asked gently, with a grin.