Best Laid Plans
a Harry Potter story
by midnight_angel_girl
Oliver Wood brightened as he heard the side door open. That meant that Percy was home from work. Oliver had been at his parents for the past week, and Percy had been unable to come. After a week without his boyfriend, he rather missed him. Besides it was their anniversary; he and Percy had been together a year, and Oliver had made dinner reservations for them. He walked into the kitchen where Percy was shrugging off his black wool coat. "Hey babe. Cold outside?" He walked over and kissed hime.
Percy broke the embrace after a few seconds. "Yeah." He took his handkerchief from his pocket and blew his nose. "So what do you want for dinner tonight?"
"I made reservations at Circe's. For our anniversary."
"Right. Spaced for a minute. What time?"
"Seven."
"I'll shower and change then."
"Okay." Oliver said as Percy headed for the shower. That was weird, he thought. Percy hadn't asked him how he was or about his trip. He had forgotten tonight was their anniversary. He hadn't really wanted to kiss Oliver either. What was going on? Did Percy want to break up with him? Had he found someone new while Oliver was gone? Percy wasn't even that interested in dinner, and Oliver had made sure to choose his favorite restaurant. While Percy was in the shower, he sat and worried.
Percy got out of the shower, dried off and began to change. "Huhchishh, huhchishoo, uhchishhuhh." Three wet sneezes echoed off the bathroom wall, and he hoped Oliver hadn't heard them. Hopefully, he'd make it through dinner before Oliver found out he was sick. Turning the sink on, he blew his nose several times to clear his head, then finished dressing.
Straightening his tie, he joined Oliver in the living room. "You look great," Oliver told him.
"Thanks. You too." he replied.
"So, how's work?"
"Fine. And your trip?"
Oliver began telling Percy about his trip home and how his family was, as well as about the new Quidditch book he was reading. "I missed you, Perce." he finished.
"I missed you too. Excuse me." While Oliver had been finishing his story, a tickle had begun building in Percy's nose. Realizing he couldn't hold it off any longer, he went into the bedroom, hoping Oliver wouldn't follow him. As he pulled his handkerchief from his pocket, he heard the door open.
"Percy -" Percy held up his hand to indicate that Oliver should wait. "No, Percy. I'm going to say it. If you want to break up with me, that's fine, but do it here, not in public."
The shock of what Oliver said took his mind off his nose for a second. "No, Olly, I don't wahh...want to break up wihh...with you. Huhh...hold on." It was then that Oliver noticed the handkerchief in Percy's hand as he brought it to his nose. "Hayushoo, uhshoo, huhchoo, hehchuhh, heyeshoo, ehshoo, heh choo."
Oliver stood there while Percy sneezed. This just was not typical for Percy; he simply was not a sneezy person. In contrast to Oliver, who probably sneezed a half a dozen times a day, an occasional dry sneeze was normal for Percy. In fact, the only times Percy sneezed like that was from dust or illness. Knowing that the only place dust accumulated was the cellar, due to his and Percy's frequent cleaning, illness was the logical reason Percy was sneezing like that.
"Hehchushoo, huh-huhuhshoo." When Percy was sick, he'd get a tickle in his nose and just sneeze until he sneezed it out. Oliver kind of enjoyed watching that. Percy was so controlled in every aspect of his life that Oliver got a charge from seeing Percy helpless in controlling his nose.
"Bless ya." he said as Percy blew his nose. "You're not coming down sick, are you?"
Percy sniffled. "Yeah. I woke up yesterday with a cold. I thindk the cold tablets are wearing off, and I forgot to pick up sombe more. I hoped you wouldn't find out until later tonight."
"What were you going to do? Go to the loo every time you had to sneeze?"
"Or the lobby."
"Is that why you've been so odd tonight?"
"Yeah. I didn't want you to hear the congestion in my voice, so I've been quiet, plus my throat hurts. And I've been out of it because my head is all congested and fuzzy. You know what I'm like when I first get ill."
"I know. Do you feel up to going out for dinner?"
"Hondestly, no. I just want to curl up on the couch and rest."
The cold medicine was definitely wearing off, Oliver noticed. Percy was sounding more congested. "Why don't you change into pajamas, and I'll owl the restaurant and make some soup."
"You don't mind?"
Oliver shook his head, kissing Percy on the forehead. "Of course not. Besides, I think you've got a wee bit of a fever. Go change and curl up on the couch." Oliver left the room to go handle dinner.
Percy rubbed his nose and changed into a pair of flannel pants and a sweatshirt. "Huhehshoo, ehshoo, eckshhoo, hayahhshoo." Blowing his nose again, he went and got comfy on the couch. A bit later, Oliver brought in two bowls of soup and some tea. Percy sat up. "Thandks." Oliver finished his soup and looked over at Percy, who had eaten maybe half of his. Percy saw him looking. "I'mb not very hungry." he explained, taking a sip of tea. "Sorry."
"It's alright. I'll cover it and put it in the fridge. We can heat it up later if you're hungry." He got up and carried everything to the kitchen. "Did you want to do presents tonight?"
Percy groaned. "Shite, Ol. Yours is still at the jewelers. I just wanted to get hombe so badly, I forgot that too."
"It's alright, Perce. We'll go out for dinner next week and do all that when you're better. And I suppose my plan of shagging your brains out will have to wait too."
"At least until tomorrow. Sorry, love, I just feel so unsexy right now. I wouldn't bind laying here with you though."
"I'll get you a blanket." Oliver went to the bedroom and came back with a pillow, blanket and tissues for Percy and his Quidditch book. Percy was sitting on the couch, coughing when he came back. Oliver set everything on the floor and began rubbing Percy's back. "Asthma?"
Percy shook his head and coughed a few more times. "Swallowed the tea wrong. You worry too buch." He took a tissue and blew his nose.
"Just love you too much." He settled on the couch, placing Percy's pillow on his lap, "Lay down." Percy rested his head in Oliver's lap, and Oliver draped the blanket over him. "Hehtchuhh, huhchoo." He sneezed into cupped hands. "'Scuse me." he sniffed.
"Bless you." Percy told him. "You can't be catching this already."
"Nope. You know how much I sneeze. Broke my nose too many times, I guess."
"With all the bludgers you've takend to the head, you're lucky that's all that happed."
"I know. Try to rest, Percy." Percy nodded, yawning. "I'm going to read, but I want you to sleep."
Percy snuggled against Oliver, closing his eyes. "I'll try. So how buch did you biss be?"
"I missed you like crazy, Perce. It was hard being away from you for so long. It was nice to see my family, but they would have loved to have seen you too. It's not what they planned for me, but they know you make me happy. I didn't sleep as good as I do when I'm with you. I don't like sleeping alone. I like waking up in the middle of the night, knowing you'll be there. I like feeling you in bed next to me. I missed your strong hands and nimble fingers. And I missed your cock. I know that makes me sound like a sex fiend, but I missed it. You look so proper that no one would guess what you're packing. But, oh, you're so big and long, and smooth, and hard..."
"You still want to shag by braids out, dod't you?"
"Yeah," Oliver admitted sheepishly. "But I understand if you're not up to it.
Percy pushed the coffee table aside and rolled onto the floor, pulling Oliver down with him. "I could go for it, and judging by the rod under my ear..." Percy pulled down his pants and boxers.
"You sure you're up to it?"
"I'b half daked od the floor." Percy dug in Oliver's pocket and took out a bottle of lube. "I figured you wouldn't have taked it out."
Oliver finished derobing and got ready for Percy to enter him. "Mmm." he grunted as Percy slid in, at the same time, wrapping his hand around Oliver's cock.
Percy began to stroke Oliver while thrusting into him. "Aw, shite...gonna sneeze..." He loosened his grip on Oliver and prepared to slide out.
"Don't you dare stop."
"Olihh...ihhhshuhhsh." He turned his head away from Oliver to avoid spraying him. " Huhchishh, Chushoo, hehuhshoo." Each sneeze thrust him deeper into Oliver while the buildup pulled him back, as well as causing his hands to tighten and loosen around Oliver's member. "Hayushshoo, uhshoo, uhshuhh."
"Keep going." Oliver grunted. "Almost there."
"Huhchoo, archbishop, huh-huh.." The need to climax caused the sneeze to stick in his nose. " Huh-huhchishooo." With the final sneeze, he and Oliver came together, then slid apart.
"Oh. Merlin." Oliver panted, handing Percy the tissues.
"I'b sorry." Percy sniffled, wiping off his hands and Oliver's penis.
Oliver rolled around to face him. "Don't be. That was unbelievable." He wiped Percy's nose with a tissue, then held a few to his nose. "Blow." Percy obliged. "You just lost control and kept thrusting and clenching your hands around my dick, and I never knew when it was coming. Wow."
"So I didn't ruid it by sdeezig?"
"Hell, no. Go again?"
"That wore me out, Ol. But I thought it was pretty good too."
"Ready for bed?" Percy nodded. Oliver grabbed his wand from the end table and cleaned up the mess, then redressed, gathered the bedding off the couch and grabbed the tissues while Percy put his pajamas bottoms back on. Oliver quickly made the bed and crawled in next to Percy, making sure his lover had access to the tissues. "Happy anniversary." he whispered as Percy snuggled up next to him. "I love you."
"Love you bore." Percy yawned, dozing off.
I don't own them. I'm only borrowing.
This is the first time I've written a sex scene and I have absolutely no experience there, so let me know how I did, please and thank you.